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soo0mi · 11 months

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🫂 ｡ﾟ⊹ you’ve built a home in my heart — 10. drunk confessions

:: u got up at 2 am to get some snacks at the convenience store down the street. for your inconvenience, you quietly opened the door to meet a peculiar sight, someone trying to sleep on the floor across the hallway because their roommate has their gf over .. ?

warnings ⚠️ none

word count ‼️1,043 / 1k wrds !!

yunjins apartment, 09:47 pm

the rest of the day was boring. from seven am till now, nothing eventful as happened, hyunjin wasnt even home so you decided to visit yunjin. honestly, you forgot about drinking till you saw rikis twt

“oh” how thoughtful it was for him to remind you,

10:06 pm — drinking w yunjin

“yunjiiinnnn, this isnt faiirr!!” you sulk, face is hot and sweaty from the soju. “that shouldve been meeee..”

“ynnn, what if shes his sister or something??” yunjin pats your hair, “its okay baby, we’ll ask him tomorrow”

“but i wanna talk to him now, we havent talked since yesterday” you can’t believe youre acting so soft for a Man..

“no ml, uve already had too much to drink” she snatched your phone out of your hands, and damn you wish you hadnt been so stubborn that night

quickly, you took your phone back from her grasps and opened imessage,,

🔍 search : my loser baby 🙈🙈 🎙️

riki didnt even realize he dropped everything he was doing just to come and take care of you,

“im so doomed..”

1:38 am

ding dong, the doorbell rang and yunjin went running to it

“thank god youre here, just go straight n take a right and she should be over there”

“alright, thank you.” he bowed as a sign of respect, “im riki, btw” reaching his hand out to the brown haired girl in front of him

“yunjin” they shake hands

whys he so sweaty… - yunjin

“ugh hes so pretty its so annoying.” you yelled from the room you were in, not realizing you were shouting “i cant keep pretending like i dont wanna kiss his plump ass lips when i see him..” you cried out, tears falling down your cheeks

“youre so dramatic, yn!” yunjin made sure u heard her, “why are you crying!?”

whos she talking abt ..? — riki

suddenly, you felt a hand lift your chin up, forcing you look up to riki with teary eyes. the sight tugged his heart strings, he cant bear to look at you like this. he took a seat beside u, and with a gentle touch, he reached out and wiped away the tears from your cheeks, his fingers lingering for a moment longer than usual, a flicker of romantic tension between you two

“stop crying, u look so ugly”

“…”

“why were u crying anyways”

“cause i fuckign hate you”

“wtf did i do”

“i hate you so much, u do all of this just to get my hopes up” you punch his chest

“what..?” rikis heart skipped a beat

“i dont even know how i liked you in the first place, youre such an ass to me.” what a blatant lie you just told, even he treated you better than most of your exes

“…”

“you make me jealous even though you arent mine,,”

“yn, youre drunk go home” yunjin cuts you off but was too late to save you from the embarrassment in the morning.

rikis car, 2:22 am

riki watched as you stumbled out of yunjins apartment, steps unsteady and words slurred. concerned, he approached you with caution

“yn, are you alright?” riki asked

you looked up at him, eyes glassy and cheeks flushed. you giggled, swaying slightly as you tried to maintain your balance

“riki!” you exclaimed, voice overly enthusiastic. “i have something important to tell you!” the anger from earlier left your body

“yn, maybe its best if we wait until youre sober,” riki suggested gently, his voice filled with concern and nervousness

you pouted, your expression morphing from excitement to disappointment. you leaned closer to him, he can smell the alcohol from your breath

“why do u have to be so cute..” — riki

he sighed as his heartbeat raised, “lets get you home, and we can talk about this when you’re feeling better, alr?”

you nodded, eyes still filled with a mix of nothing and everything at the same time. riki guided you gently, supporting you as you walked into his car. the silence between you two felt heavy with tension, both aware of the awkwardness that hung in the air

your apartment, 2:48am

upon reaching your doorstep, riki helped u unlock the door. you stepped inside, and flopped down on the couch, head spinning from the alcohol

“hyunjin??” riki looked around the apartment for him, looking for someone to take care of you when he leaves, but he wasnt there “ig ill do it..” his ears turned red

riki gently led u to the bathroom to help u freshen up. with a warm washcloth, he began wiping away the remnants of the night, gently dabbing at your flushed cheeks and smoothing ur disheveled hair (niki husband material era😍)

with u cleaned up, he led u to the bedroom. he helped you settle under the covers, making sure you were comfortable. as he turned to leave, your hand shot out, gripping his tightly

“dont go,” you pleaded, voice vulnerable. “stay..”

riki paused, his heart fluttered at your touch and your words. he could sense the sincerity in your plea but he also knew you were drunk. like yunjin said, u werent able to think on your own yet

“i dont want to take advantage of you, yn” riki replied, his voice filled w concern. “youve had a lot to drink, ill be back in the morning dw”

your grip on his hand tightened, your eyes pleading him not to leave

“i know im drunk, riki,” she admitted, her voice tinged with vulnerability. “i have known ever since you washed my face. i dont want you to go, i need you here with me, please”

riki looked into your eyes, searching for sincerity and clarity amidst the haze of alcohol. in exchange, he saw the raw honesty and the fear of losing his presence.

“alr then,” riki conceded softly. “ill stay with you but we need to promise each other that we’ll talk abt this conversation when ure fully sober”

you nodded, relief washing over your features

as your breathing steadied, riki stayed by your side, hands intertwined. he watched over you, his presence offering solace in the midst of your vulnerability

“goodnight, yn” he whispered gently as he thought about everything

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honeykawa · 7 months

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Made in the Stars | A Bridgerton AU | pt. 2

pairing: oikawa tooru x reader

genre: romance, bridgerton au

word count: 1.2k

warnings: none

summary: you havent left oikawas mind ever since he met you at the ball that night. he knew nothing about you which only made his curiosity grow more. what will it take to meet you again? luckily, his prayers would soon be answered.

today oikawa was set to go on a date with lady kiyoko. it had been a couple weeks since the ball and though he has gone to more event since then, he hadnt seen you at any of them. he wondered who you were and what family you came from. where could you have gone?

he got out of his carriage to meet with miss kiyoko. people always praised kiyokos beauty and how she had a mysterious air around her, but oikawa didnt feel the least bit interested in her romantically. maybe romance was just out of the question for him at this point. his parents were starting to become antsy, wanting him to get married by the end of the season.

he began to be lost in thought until someone tapped him on the shoulder. he turned around to see the woman he was there to meet along with the person who was accompanying her. the person he couldnt stop thinking about had suddenly appeared back in front of him. you avoided his eyes as to not be rude since you were a servant but your eyes couldnt help but look up at him for a second.

“i hope you dont mind, i brought one of my maids with me as a chaperone for us.” kiyoko motioned towards you and you gave a small curtsy, “hello my lord. i hope you dont mind my presence here today.” you looked up at him and he was already staring back at you.

you…you were a maid? he knew you looked plain at the ball but he thought that you just maybe didnt like to dress up. he eventually snapped out of his thoughts and looked at kiyoko and smiled, “i dont mind at all. please, follow me” he held out his arm for her to grab to lead her around the park they had decided to meet at. you followed close behind trying not to listen in on their conversations and to mind your own business but your eyes kept wandering towards the lord you had met a couple weeks ago.

no doubt he was handsome and you had heard rumors about how charming he was but you had also heard that he didnt seem to want to settle for anyone. some say its because he believes no one is good enough for him, other say hes secretly in love with a woman from another country. you werent sure about those rumors though, especially after meeting him that night. the far off look in his eyes made you wonder more about him and what he truly wanted because you felt that it was more than what he could have.

“so lord oikawa, what made you decide to get married this season?” oikawa sighed a bit before he replied to kiyoko, “well mostly out of obligation to my parents but i also felt that it was time for me to settle down.” he smiled at her with the smile that made all the ladies swoon. he was a top bachelor, especially with his earl status, and his looks didnt hurt either. kiyoko nodded her head at his explanation, though not entirely believing him.

throughout the entire date oikawa’s eyes kept shooting back to you to see what you were doing. luckily for him you werent staring back at him in those moments, he thinks he would have died of embarrassment if you ever locked eyes.

oikawas wandering eyes didnt escape kiyokos. her eyes were sharp and noticed how oikawa kept looking at you. kiyoko knew you had met someone on the night of the ball, she just didnt know who. despite you being her maid, you both were still fairly close since you had been her attending ever since you were both young. she gladly listened when you talked about how you met someone on the balcony and how he had listened to your stories about the stars, something you had always been able to go on forever about.

“actually, i think i dropped something back there. i am going to go get it.” you tried to stop her as she turned to go, “my lady, i can go retrieve it. what did you drop?” it would be inappropriate if you let your lady go do your job. “no thats okay. itll just be a moment.” she walked off leaving you and oikawa alone.

“so…youre a maid?” oikawa tried to crack the silence between the two of you. you nodded your head and looked at him, “yes, i am. im sorry if i disrespected you on that night my lord for not telling you sooner.” he shook his head as soon as the words left your mouth, “no! no uh well i mean i was surprised to see you here but i dont think its a bad thing.” a smile broke out on your face that made his heart skip a beat, “good! im happy that we can be friends!” oikawa could feel his face getting hot at your enthusiasm. you shined so brightly that he had to look away.

“so, have you looked anymore at the stars?” oikawa tried to bring up something he knew you were interested in and when he looked back at you after asking that question, he knew he had asked the right one. “yes! lady kiyoko is so kind, she recently gifted me a telescope to look at the stars with! you can see them so much clearer! just the other day i saw the twins in the sky!” oikawa smiled as you went on and on about your interests.

“oh! what have you been up to since the ball? besides going on dates and whatnot?” he thought about it for a moment, what had he been doing? hed settled some of his familys finances, visited his sister and her husband, gone on enough dates to last him a lifetime…there really wasnt much else. he was a tad embarrassed that he couldnt bring much to the conversation and cleared his throat, “well i am looking for a wife so thats all ive been doing as of late. im a very busy man you know, i dont have time to play around.” you nodded you head, “well, whats something you wish you could do?”

this question shocked him. something he wished he could do? hed never had the opportunity to even think about it. his parents had guided his life from the moment he was born, there was very little time for him to do anything he ever wanted.

before he could even try to come up with a reply kiyoko came back, “well my lord it seems it is time for us to go. i had a good time, perhaps we could do this again?” oikawa nodded his head and bowed a bit, “it would be my pleasure.”

the two of you left and though oikawa had been there with kiyoko, it was you that captivated his mind. ‘whats something you wish you could do?’ you seemed to always leave him with something to think about and he couldnt help but smile at it. he hoped that his next date with kiyoko would be soon if only to catch a glimpse of you once again.

#haikyuu x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #oikawa toru x reader #toru oikawa x reader #haikyuu imagines #oikawa x reader #tooru oikawa x reader #haikyu scenarios

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faerociousbeast · 1 year

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the scariest part of it was there was another bed in the room i woke up in right.and it was like this hotel. so naturally i was like....Weird but obviously my sister is also here and woke up before me cuz shes a lot more punctual than i am lmao. i genuinely wasmt that concerned i didnt recognize the place??

so i was running around in the hotel looking for her, there were a lot of weird hallways and lobbies and ig the power mustve been out cuz it was dark as FUCK and really empty, until i randomly stumbled into a lobby full of middle aged white men on couches also in the dark and was like. Um. Anyway. and continued running

and then i ended up where i started except in the room next door, bc again it was dark and apparently they had two doors? one in the back of their room and one beside my rooms door, so i went in a circle basically. but anyways i didnt recognize them but thye were wearing traditional clothes and suddenly said "oh have you seen [cousins name]?"

i got confused bc this whole time id been searching for my sister, and i was like "oh noo haha i didnt come with my cousins family, i came with..." and THEN i started thinking and realized like. Hang the fuck on i havent seen my parents anywhere OR MY SISTER ANYWHERE and i dont actually rememver us coming here now that i think about it. The hell. well time to look for my cousin now i guess!

so i yell his name (not in a scared way but in the way your mom does from downstairs when you took too long to get to dinner or something) and he shows up casually. "which room did you wake up in???" "the one you were in lol, i got bored so i left you and was looking around."

thats when i was like. "...so your sister isnt here? or your parents???" and he was like "no? why?" bc. how do i explain this hes kind of.... hes not that much younger than me but he looks up to me a lot? so its not actually that unrealistic even not in a dream, that if he woke up in an unfamiliar place, if he saw me there with him hed probably be fine

but him acting like this plus with the things i noticed in the dark while running around earlier kinda confirmed for me we were kidnapped and whoever did it was most likely going to beat us up soon for ransom or info or something. so i thought back to last night

and APPARENTLY me and my cousin are part of the armed detective agency now???? and last night, we had to make dinner for everyone, and we did kind of badly but fukuzawa was proud of both of us or something. and everyone else (who wasnt the actual characters, this was like if the agency was just a regular police force that hires children for odd jobs sometimes?) was laughing at him for it. so i made the connection it had smth to do with the fact fukuzawa cares about the both of us and those bitch ass guys who laughed

and then i told my cousin that, like "hey uhh so we're probably kidnapped." and he was like "no we arent lmaoo.... Oh wait. yeah we probably are." so we went into our shared room and really quietly discussed the situation, bc the people in the room next to us were trying to listen in and there wasnt exactly anywhere else to go, and then we started walking while just casually whispering

my cousin started saying things like "you said theyre probably gonna torture the victims now right? well since we're part of the agency maybe i can use some of my reputation to tell them to stop" to which i was obviously thinking. Uh no my dearest cousin i actually do not think that would work in case you hadnt noticed we are kind of in the same boat as everyone else.

and then our walk took us to a different person in the hotels room and it was KUNIKIDA??? and looking back katai was probably with him bc it seems to be 2 to a room + there were computers and servers and shite all over in his room 💀 and he was basically like. "What are you doing here." what are YOU doing here dude??

and then i woke up before we could get horribly tortured

#the scariest part was realizing my sister wasnt with me #but thats actually good cuz if she was with me shed be. Well. kidnapped

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fanfic-she-wrote · 3 years

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The Resurrection of Dracula:Part 3

Part 1 Part 2

Warnings: Death, gore

Long chapter

When he woke up he found himself on the floor of the crypt. He went to sit up but became incredibly dizzy and lightheaded. He moaned, rubbing his neck. Never had he felt such pain in his whole life. Slowly the memory of what had happened came back to him. How terrified he felt as the woman plunged her sharp fangs into his neck. How weak he became as she drained his life force from his body.

"You're not Lawrence." A voice said from behind him making him jump. He quickly turned around and saw you sitting there on the edge of your coffin, arms folded with fresh blood dripping from your lips. His blood. He suddenly felt nauseous. "You look like him though." You said, eyeing him curiously. He looked considerably younger than last you saw him and his clothes were very strange. "Who are you?" You asked.

"I'm C-Charlie...Van Helsing." He stuttered, backing away.

"Are you his son?"

"No. I'm his descendant." Charlie replied backing right into a wall.

"What year is this?" You questioned, dreading the answer.

"2000." He answered.

"2000!" You bellowed, your voice echoing throughout the tomb. Charlie covered his head, cowering in fear.

"I have been trapped in a coffin for almost 130 years..." Your voice faltered. You couldn't believe how much time had passed. Your mind was racing. Instantly you thought of your husband, Dracula? Where was he now? Was he still alive?

You looked down upon the young man, curled up on the floor before you. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you." You told him in a soothing voice. You could still see the fear in his eyes. It made you feel a twinge of regret as you helped him to his feet.

"I'm sorry. It's just I haven't fed in so long and I thought you were someone else." You apologized, holding the poor man steady.

"Tell me, have you heard anything about my husband?" You ask, hoping with every fiber of your being that he was alive and well.

"Who?"

"Count Dracula." You answer. His eyes widened looking even more fearful than before.

"Dracula?!" He's real too! He couldn't believe that all this was happening. That the legend was not a legend after all, it was true. Every word. Why did it have to be true?

"Charles?" You say, trying to get his attention.

"I don't know." He finally uttered. He pulled away from you and picked up his bag, pulling out a yellow book, and handing it to you. "All I know about him is from this and Lawrence Van Helsing's journal...I can get that for you if you want?" He told you nervously. You held the book in your hands, staring down at the title.

"Thank you. I appreciate it. But for now I'll have to wait. I feel the dawn is near. Charles, can you help me? I need someone to guard my coffin while I sleep." You ask, your eyes pleading. "I don't know what you've read, but I can assure you that I mean you no harm." You assured him. "I owe you my life. If not for you, who knows how much longer I would have been trapped in there..." You shuddered at the thought. He slowly began to calm down. He recalled Lawrence's journal and how he wrote about you. If you were anything like he said than perhaps he could trust you. "I just want to find my husband."

"Why? He's a monster." Charlie asked, instantly regretting that he had. Your eyes flashed red with fury. The impertinence! How dare he call your beloved a monster.

"He is not!" You growled. Charlie flinched, dropping his bag. "Don't forget that I am one too and I could kill you in an instant if I willed it." You threatened.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it!" He whimpered. You took a deep breath, calming yourself. "It's alright, Charles. Just don't ever say that again." You warned. He nodded his head yes in agreement. "Good. Now, do you know if anyone inhabits Ironstone Manor?" You ask.

"The old manor house by the forest?" He asked you, trying to remember. The name sounded familiar.

"Yes, that belonged to me before I.." You trailed off, but Charlie understood.

"No I don't think so." Charlie replied scratching his head. "I remember some of my friends saying something about it...that it was haunted or something." He told you.

You scoffed. "Haunted. Anyways, tomorrow night I would like you to help me move my coffin back to Ironstone Manor. We'll need a carriage." You told him. "Also, if possible could you try to find out anything about my husband? Maybe where I can find him."

"I'll try. My mum might know something." He answered.

"Thank you Charles." You said sincerely, placing your hand on his shoulder. "You look so much like him you know." It was almost hard to believe that they weren't the same man. Charlie noticed had incredibly sad your eyes became and wondered why. He had so many questions that he wanted to ask you.

"Well, it's time for us to depart. Till tomorrow night." You said with a faint smile, climbing back into your coffin, and shutting the lid as you went.

Charlie picked up his backpack and threw it over his shoulder. He took one last look at your coffin knowing how vulnerable you were as you slept before turning and leaving the crypt. If it wasn't for the fact that you held the answers to all his questions, he would kill you. Were the questions even worth it? He thought as he trekked back through the cemetery towards his bike. Now it seemed much more than research for his school paper, now it was about revealing all the family mysteries that had been kept from him all these years.

He climbed onto his bike and drove back home away from the cemetery, away from you. On the drive home, he started to realize how tired he was, nearly colliding with an oncoming bus as he drifted off. The painful wound on his neck and the loss of blood did nothing to help. He needed rest, but he had so much to do. He was afraid that if he didn't do it you would literally kill him. He shivered at the thought as he pulled up into the driveway. As he pushed through the front door his mother greeted him her expression filled with worry and anger.

"Where were you?! I was worried all night! Least you could have done was call." She yelled placing her hands on her hips.

"I'm sorry. I got caught up. You know how it is." He told her, hoping she wouldn't press him for a better explanation. She sighed and rolled her eyes. Her grandfather was the same. Once he got fixated on something it was nearly impossible for him to concentrate on anything else, even eating.

"Just don't do it again." She warned him.

"Alright. I'm sorry." He apologized again.

"Get some rest. You look terrible." She pointed out, throwing on her coat.

He chuckled. "Thanks."

"I'm going to work. I'll see you tonight." She said, heading towards the door, but he stopped her.

"Mom?!" She turned around to face him.

"I have a question." He started.

"Lawrence Van Helsing didn't make it clear in his journal about whether Dracula was alive or dead--" She suddenly cut him off.

"He's dead." She stated looking annoyed. Why did he have to pick vampires of all things to write his paper on?

"How do you know?" He asked, taken aback.

"I just know! He's dead and it's better for everyone that he stays that way." And with that she turned and left without another word. There was something more that his mother wasn't telling him, but he decided it would be best left alone, for now.

Maybe his great grandfather had something in his room that could help him, needing more information. He went up the stairs, the steps creaking under each step that he took. Once he reached the top, he went down the hall to Lorrimer's old room. When he opened the door, he found that it was still in the condition he left it in before he died. He sighed, suddenly missing him. What would he think of him now, aiding the wife of his greatest enemy? Charlie just shook it off as best he could, wanting to continue with his search starting in his bedside table and dresser. It was mostly old random papers and pictures, sometimes the odd piece of jewelry strewn about, but nothing about Dracula.

Next he went to the closet, pulling out old shoe boxes and going through all his pockets. Suddenly, just as he was about to give up, he found a hidden compartment hidden behind a big pile of old books, some of which looked decades old. He carefully pulled open the door and reached inside. His hand landed on something soft. It felt like a blanket or something. As he pulled it out he heard something drop to the floor at his feet with a clang. He looked down and saw a ring. He bent down and picked it up, twirling it over in his hand. On it was a crest with a large D engraved in the center. "Dracula!" He whispered to himself. He stuffed it in his pocket and examined the fabric that he found, carefully unfolding it to reveal a large cloak, black with red lining and torn in some spots. This must be Dracula's as well. He reasoned as he folded it back up and put it in his bag. His mother was right. Dracula was dead, finding the cloak and the ring only confirmed it. Why else would these things be here?

After finishing his search he went into the kitchen where he grabbed some energy bars and a bottle of gaterade, putting those in his bag as well. If he wasn't going to get any sleep, he at least needed to eat. Then he went over to the phone and quickly dialed his friend's number. Eagerly he waited listening to the tone hoping that he would pick up.

"Hello?" His friend finally answered, sounding groggy.

"Hey Ben!" He said, trying to sound pleasant even though he too felt tired.

"Charlie? What are you doin' up at this hour?" Ben asked. Although it was only 10 in the morning, it was still early for a college student who spent most nights partying. Ben was no exception.

"Sorry, I just wanted to ask you something." Charlie quickly apologized.

"It couldn't have waited till later, mate?"

"No, sorry. Can I borrow your truck?" Charlie asked, biting his lip.

"Sure, what for?" Shit. He hadnt gotten that far. He needed to come up with an excuse and quick.

"Um...my friend needs help moving." He lied.

"Oh I see. When do you need it?" He asked stifling a yawn.

"Tonight, round 6. She doesn't get off from work till then." He blurted, hoping his friend would buy it.

"She, huh? Is she...uh... cute?" Ben asked, suddenly becoming interested.

"Sorry got to go! I'll see you tonight." Charlie said suddenly, hanging up. He rubbed his eyes, feeling exhausted. Maybe just a little nap wouldn't hurt. He told himself as he dragged himself into the living room and he settling down on the couch. Once his head hit the pillow, his eyes shut, and he drifted off to sleep.

When he woke up, the sun had started disappearing leaving a blanket of darkness over London. He sat straight up and glanced at his watch. Oh no! It was 5:25! He sprung up from the couch and throwing his bag over his shoulder as he went. As he headed out the door he bumped into his mom nearly knocking her back down the steps.

"Oh sorry mum!" He exclaimed.

"Where're you going?" She asked.

"To a friend's house. Gotta help him with some studying." He lied. He hated lying to his mom, but what choice did he have. If she knew what he was really doing, well...

"Oh alright, I came home early hoping we could play a board game or something. But it's ok, go see your friend. I'll see what Kate is doing tonight." Jessica said, feeling slightly disappointed and a little worried, noticing that he had been acting pretty strange the past couple of days.

"Oh I'm sorry. Maybe tomorrow night?" Charlie promised her, feeling terrible. He wasn't even sure if he would be able to play a board game with her tomorrow night.

"Ok. I'll see you later!" She said, waving to him as he sat on his bike and rode off into the night. She didn't know what was up with him, but she just hoped he would be okay.

Charlie drove as fast as he could toward his friend's house. Luckily, for him it wasn't far. He glanced at his watch as he came to a traffic light. You would be awake soon.

When he reached his friend's house, he found him sitting in the back of the truck strumming some tune that vaguely sounded like Nirvana on his guitar. "Hello!" He said, as Charlie pulled up in the driveway. "Hi!"

"So, where is your friend?" Ben asked, tossing his guitar in the backseat.

"Just out of town. I'll bring your truck back in a couple hours I promise." Charlie said, climbing in the driver's side.

"Hey, hey. I wanted to come with ya. See what this chick looks like." Ben said, nudging him.

"Oh well I told her it was just going to be me. She's in shy?" He told him, with a shrug. Ben raised an eyebrow.

"Trying to keep her for yourself huh?" He joked.

Charlie sighed and shook his head. He liked Ben, but sometimes he could be so daft.

"Look, it's my truck. I'm coming with you." Ben insisted as he got into the passenger seat. Charlie couldn't really argue. He needed the truck.

It was now dark as he made his way toward the cemetery. He knew you would be there waiting for him once he got there. He just didn't know how you would react to Ben being there. Would you kill him? His stomach turned at the thought.

"You okay?" Ben asked turning the music down, noticing how ill Charlie suddenly looked. "Yeah, I'm fine." He lied, feeling relieved that he didn't have music blaring in his eardrums. He wasn't in the mood to listen to music of any kind. He just wanted to get this over with.

"Try not to puke in the truck. I just cleaned it last week." Ben told him, caressing the dashboard. Charlie rolled his eyes. Puke would be the least of his worries.

Finally, he pulled up the the cemetery the headlights shining onto the tombstones, casting eerie shadows on the ground before them. "She lives here? What is she Goth or something?!" Ben remarked as they got out.

"You'll see." Charlie said, pushing open the gate. Ben hesitated for a moment, before following him.

"Charlie is this a joke?" He asked, hoping to God that it was. Charlie didn't answer. Now he was getting nervous. He followed him to a tombstone that was located in the back of the cemetery with a great reaper towering over them. Suddenly, a raven flew overhead making him jump. It cawed at him sounding as though it were warning him to turn back. He watched confused as Charlie ran his hand along the blade of the scythe.

"Stand back." He told him, backing away.

"What?" Suddenly the ground rumbled beneath his feet and opened up to reveal a staircase. His eyes widened. "Bloody hell..." He gasped. He couldn't believe his eyes. Never in his life had he seen something like that, only in the movies.

"I hope there's a hot topic down there." Ben mumbled as he followed Charlie down the stone staircase into the crypt. He glanced around the room his eyes falling on each of the coffins that lined the room.

"You know, you were right. I should've stayed home." He whispered, although he wasn't sure why. It's not like he was going to disturb anybody. Suddenly from out of the darkness you appeared. Ben nearly screamed, but couldn't. He froze in place.

"I told you to come alone." You said to Charlie, sounding displeased.

He sighed. "I know, but he insisted. I needed the truck." He explained with a shrug.

"Truck?" You asked, giving him a confused expression.

"Modern day carriage." He answered.

"I see."

"I also found some things that might interest you." Charlie said, taking off his bag. "I found these in my great grandfather's room." He said, handing you Dracula's cloak and ring. You worst fear was confirmed. Your true love was indeed dead. You held his cloak against your chest and sobbed into it. Charlie felt bad for you. You clearly loved him, no matter how monstrous he thought he was.

"I'm sorry." He said, looking at his feet. Ben watched you two looking confused. You took a deep breath and looked up at Charlie.

"He will return. I'll see to that." You told him sounding determined.

"How?" He asked.

"There are ways." You glanced over at Ben, your eyes flashing at him in the dark. He slowly backed away.

"Charlie, you're into some weird shit and I want no part of it." He gulped as he clambered up the stairs.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed him from behind, pulling him back down, and throwing him onto the floor. Charlie looked away, knowing what was coming next. You picked Ben up by his collar and held him before you. "Don't worry, it will only hurt for a few seconds." You assured him with a grim, your fangs clearly visible from underneath your red lips. He let out a scream, but it was no good. No one could hear him all the way down there. You sunk your teeth deep into his neck silencing him. Once you had had enough you released him letting him topple to the ground unconscious.

"Why did you do that?" Charlie asked, shaking.

"I had to. Now come, lets move the coffin into this "truck" you speak of." You said dismissing it, stepping over Ben wiping the blood onto your sleeve as you went. Charlie followed you and helped you carry the coffin out of the crypt and through the cemetery to the truck waiting just outside the gate.

"Is that it?" You ask him curiously as you approached the rusty red truck.

"Yep." Charlie answered out of breath. The coffin was made of solid oak, and while you did not struggle to carry your side of it, Charlie did. Once you reached the truck, you helped him lift the coffin up and shove it in the back.

"There. All set." He said, jumping back down.

"Excellent." You said, admiring the vehicle.

"What about Ben?" He asked, looking back into the cemetery.

"Ah, yes. Go get him. I...require something from him." You told him. He sighed, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he walked back towards the crypt. He didn't like the sound of that. He warned him not to go. Stupid, stupid Ben. He thought to himself.

He went back down into the crypt and picked Ben up, tossing him over his shoulder. Luckily for him Ben was a rather skinny guy. He returned to the truck and placed him in the back alongside the coffin, before helping you get into the truck, and then climbing in himself.

"Where are the horses?" You ask, looking around.

"Oh we don't need those." He said, starting up the engine making you jump. Never in your life had you heard such a sound. It was like a great lion was trapped beneath the hood.

"Don't worry." Charlie told you, noticing how worried you suddenly looked as he drove away. You watched out the window in awe looking almost child-like with wonder. If it wasn't for the fact that you had just hurt Ben he would have found this amusing. A vampire from the 1800s in the 21st century.

The manor wasn't too far away, maybe about an hours drive from the cemetery. When they pulled up they realized that it was indeed deserted. Vines had twisted themselves all along one side of the building and were slowly making their way to the other side, looking like some giant green octopus. Some windows were broken, probably from teenagers throwing rocks at them, and grass and weeds had grown over most of the cobblestone path that led up to the entrance of the manor. He suddenly understood why people thought it was haunted. You got out of the truck and looked at your old home, holding Dracula's cloak in your arms tightly. You heart broke once more at the sight of it. How difficult it must be, first finding out that your husband, Dracula was dead and then finding your home in shambles after decades of disrepair. You took a deep breath, forcing back tears turning away and helping Charlie drag the coffin out of the truck. Once you reached the front door you noticed that it was bolted shut. Charlie groaned realizing he had left his bolt cutter in the crypt.

"It's alright, Charles. I can take care of it." You said pulling hard at the chain breaking it in two. "Being a vampire has some benefits." You remarked, pushing open the door and stepping inside.

The place was dusty and full of cobwebs. The furniture remained where you left it, but it was mostly broken or moth eaten. Charlie couldn't decide whether the outside or inside looked worse. You looked towards the parlor, fondly remembering the last evening you spent together with Dracula. How you held each other in a warm embrace in front of the fire, enjoying the feeling of your bodies against one another.

"Where do you want it?" Charlie puffed, getting tired.

"Upstairs." You answered, guiding him towards the staircase. Henry let out a pitiful sigh, not looking forward to the trip up the stairs. At least they didn't have to go far to reach the bedroom once they reached the top. You placed your coffin where it once lay beside Dracula's. His coffin was still there, unoccupied. Charlie hovered over it staring down into the once soft, velvet lining. He thought of Dracula sleeping there through the day, so that he could rise again at night and feed on human blood.

"Charles?" You spoke, snapping him back to reality. He glanced up at you. "Go get your friend and bring him here." You ordered. He wanted to ask why, but by the look in your eye he dared not. While he disappeared out of the room, you unfolded Dracula's cloak and placed it inside the coffin. Many, many years ago while you still studied under Van Helsing you read about the different ways to bring a vampire back from the abyss. You thought that you didn't need to know it, at the time, thinking that it was unnecessary. You were never going to revive any vampire, but he insisted. Now you knew just how wrong you were. As you waited you went around the room, lighting all the candles. They lit up the room giving it an eerie glow.

Finally, moments later Charlie returned carrying Ben who was still unconscious. "Put him in that coffin." You told him, pointing to Dracula's. He nodded and did as he was told, placing Ben in the coffin.

"What are you going to do?" He asked.

"You will see." You said, wrapping Ben up in the cloak and slipping Dracula's ring onto his finger before crossing the room pulling down a dagger that hung on the wall. The sheath was solid gold and incredibly dusty, but when you pulled the blade out it was shiny as though it was brand new, glinting in the candle light. Charlie could feel panic setting in, knowing what was coming, and there wasn't a thing he could do about it. He backed into a corner of the room and shut his eyes not wanting to look, not wanting to see what was to become of his friend.

You stood over the coffin staring down into Ben's face. "Such youth won't be wasted, I assure you. What good would he had made of it anyway?" You said to Charlie, holding the dagger just above Ben's thin, bony neck. "It will serve a much better purpose now." And just as you were about to slit his throat Ben woke up. His eyes widened in terror, he went to scream, but it was too late. You ran the dagger in a deep line across his throat, cutting him from ear to ear. He let out a gurgling sound as blood dripped from his throat and mouth. Charlie covered his ears, unable to bare the horrible sound emanating from Ben's mouth as the life slowly left his body.

Suddenly, a strange mist filled the room engulfing the coffin, swallowing it whole.

"What have you done?!" Charlie cried.

"What I had to. I spent 128 years without him, did you really think I was going to spend another second more?! If you want to blame someone, blame your ancestor. Your friend would still be alive today if it wasn't for him. If he had just left us alone!" You yelled.

Charlie shook his head. "You're monsters!" He accused.

"We are not!" You roared, your voice echoing throughout the room. He fell silent as he saw something within the mist moving. You smiled triumphantly as a hand slowly rose from the under the mist, a hand that did not belong to Ben, but to Dracula himself.

#i think this is one of the longest chapters ive ever written #hope you like it!#dracula x reader #x reader #reader insert #hammer #christopher lee #poor charlie #not my gif

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suna-is-the-loml · 3 years

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two days

pairing: tsukkishima x reader

genre: slight fluff then slight angsty???

word count: 1.3k LOL

a/n: i am in love with salty frenchfry and this is cringe station so enjoy this really badly written fluff +angst or something bye <3

yes i love the number 3

3 years, 3 whole years kei spent loving you, yet his dumbass still hadnt confessed till today, today of all days,that is 3 days before you were leaving.

he was hurt, he wanted to tell you he loves you, he couldnt muster the courage to do so. quite ironic for someone who is salty asf LMAO, he always had a soft spot for you, he knew you were someone important to him, he just couldnt figure out how.

he thought he knew you so well, or so he thought.

he didnt know you were in too deep for him too, he didnt know youd take a bullet for him, he didnt know you got jealous everytime some other girl flirts with him, he didnt know how much you defended him, he didnt know you rejected the confessions for kei. (kei being the dumbass thought you rejected the confessions because you wanted to concentrate on your sport).

he wonders how many minutes he spent adoring you, how many seconds he spent loving you because how much ever that was, he knew it wasnt enough. he loves you. a lot. and you deserve all the love

he wanted to tell you.

you are vvsmart but dumb enough to not realise your best friend was in love with you big time. you knew your goodbye party will involve alcohol sO you had it 3 days before you left because you hated hangovers.

you wanted to confess to kei. whats the probability that he would like you back?, the worse thing he could say was “i never want to see you again’’ which works because you were leaving japan anyway.

the day after the party- today seems good, its perfect actually, you message him

“hey, wanna come over? :D”

kei looks at his phone, as your name popped up in his notifications he felt himself smile.

sure :)

kei knew he had to say it today, its either today or never

you took a deep breath. ‘tell him today’ you told yourself.

it was around 7pm when he finNALLY came over. kei had your favourite chips packet with him. smiling at him fondly you invited him to your room. it was natural. everything felt home with kei.

you wanted to confess but you wanted to see how he feels about you first- atleast maybe an idea.

“hey kei, guess what?”

he looked at you with a twinkle, he smirked as he looked into your eyes.

“i am in love with someone”

‘huh? what? love? does she like no ‘love’ someone ? oh, not me thats for sure’ kei’s mind ran spewing thoughts. he was not able to say anything. he was surprised. no surprised was an understatemeant. he was seething with jealousy, pity, sadness, betrayal, he could feel his heart break into two. he kept a stoic face and whispered ‘‘oh?’’ with his eyes no longer being in contact with yours.

you smiled, you knew, you knew what he was feeling, afterall you have felt the same so many times whenever someone flirts with him. you knew he liked you but you wanted him to confirm it. you whispered “kei? is everything okay?”

kei finally looked at you again, “y/n”

“i love you” kei finally said. he closed his eyes and turned away from you, he was scared to see our expression.

“aww kei, i love you too” you said as you reached out to hold his hand. he immediately took it and squeezed it.

he looked at you again with the same fond expression “ no dummy i love you in a romantic way, i am in love with you”

you looked at him with a dumbfounded expression “ kei i am in love with you too, in a romantic way”

he felt his adrenaline pushing himself towards you, as if on instinct he cupped your cheeks and kissed you. he kissed you softly hoping the kiss would convey how much he loves you.

he whispers against your lips “you have no idea how much ive wanted to do this dummy”

“kei, i’m gonna leave in 2 days” you remind him after a steamy makeout session

his face immediately falls

“what are we kei”

“i dont know best friends to lovers trope?” he said hoping to avoid that topic. the fact that you, his love is finally with him and that you will be leaving you in two days.

you laughed and then pulled a serious expression “ kei tsukishima, what are we” you asked squeezing his hand.

“hmm, lemme think about it” kei taunts you, you pulled out your best puppy dog eyes and pouted at him and he had the audacity to smirk at you. you turned away from him and stared at the corner because suddenly?? it?? seemed?? interesting??

you felt yourself pulled to his lap. he looked at you, his eyes filled with love he whispered “ y/n i love you a lot but i-” you interrupted him with a kiss, “i know kei, its gonna be hard but can we fall in love for the night atleast?’’

“yes y/n we can” he said lovingly.

its been exactly 16 months since you’ve left. 16 months since the magical day- the day he kissed you for the first time,the day he confessed to you, he remembers every minute of those two days.

he sighed and plopped on his headphones.

now playing- lets fall in love for the night by finneas

Let's fall in love for the night And forget in the morning Play me a song that you like You can bet I'll know every line

he remembers how you both fell more in love the last two days. he remembers the day you shared the playlist you made, mainly consisting of finneas’s songs. he saw how happy you were when you listened to your playlist commenting on how its a masterpiece. he remembers the day he realised he was in love with you. he remembers your ‘jamming’ sessions as you both sang your hearts out.

he closed his eyes as he remembered the day your first boyfriend kissed you, how he was seeping with jealousy, how he badly wanted to be your first kiss. it was then he realised he loved you. revisiting his memories with you always calmed him down, you stole his heart afterall.

keeping in touch with you has been a little difficult considering college and the different time zones, yet you both tried to keep in contact with each other

I'm the boy that your boy hoped that you would avoid Don't waste your eyes on jealous guys, fuck that noise I know better than to call you mine

he remembered how your first boyfriend tried to stop meeting him and how your ex sometimes crashed you both hanging out together at your place. kei knew that your ex was jealous, yet you stuck by him considering that was your first relationship. after you broke up, you were sad and he was there to comfort you. he was always there for you.

he knew what was the best for you, but he also knew that you werent his. he couldnt stop you from dating who you want.

You need a pick me up I'll be there in twenty five I like to push my luck So take my hand, let's take a drive

he remembers the late night calls and how he would show up at your door exactly in 27 minutes when you call him over. he remembers how you used to persuade your parents so he can stay over for the night, he remembers how you used to cringe at the cheesy romcom scenes, he remembers how you fell asleep on him,he remembers how happy you were when you finally got your favourite college acception letter. he remembers how happy you were when karasuno reached nationals. he misses you a lot.

I've been living in the future Hoping I might see you sooner I want you riding shotgun I knew When I got one right

he was so happy found out he was significant in your life. he imagines a life with you by his side, he imagines smaller versions of you both running in the house. he knew it was going to be tough, so after around 7 months, he ghosted you for a whole month. you were hEARTBROKEN. did you go wrong somewhere? does he not love you anymore? overwhelmed with anger and heartbreak you ghosted him back. but he didnt even try to hold a conversation with you, he didnt ask any questions, he didnt call you too. was he done with you? was this it? you were done, done being heartbroken and done waiting.

but ghosting you just made him miss you more. was it a bad idea? he wanted to hear your voice so bad but he knew it will just make him miss you more, instead he started to concentrate completely on college and tried to remove you from his mind, he tried removing you from his life, but he couldnt, not a single minute goes by without him remembering the little things about you. he knew he was gone from your life when you ghosted him back.

he wants you, he wonders if you feel the same way he does. have you moved on?have you found someone else? did you fall out of love with him?

he wanted to move on but he was hopeless, hopelessly in love with you,

how he wished he could relive those two days forever

a/n again?: JSJSJSJSJS THIS became longer than i expected?? the second slight angsty part was heavily inspired by let's fall in love for the night by FINNEAS ahh i love his songs sm

#tsukki x reader #kei tsukishima #tsukki angst #haikyuu angst #haikyuu fluff #kei tsukishima x reader #kei tsukishima fluff #kei tsukkishima angst #hq angst #hq fluff #kei tsukishima angst

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neverdoingmuch · 3 years

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I’m here for the ‘swords not as pets’ agenda. Swords as cars: solid, get you from place to place, potentially dangerous, customizable, something people name. Wwx losing his license taking the fall for a mistake jc made (idk, dui maybe?) and just choosing to mod the hell out of a self-balancing scooter or segway or something so it goes dangerously fast. Alternatively: spending 3 months inventing the first functional actual levitating hoverboard, with an insane top speed. 3 months in the (1/2)

sawdfert this is delightful!! i saw segway and i immediately started wheezing,, there was no time for laughing i went straight to the wheezing. i think it would make more sense if wwx lost his car and got a motorcycle? like hoverboards and segways are cool but motorcycles have that big reputation of being dangerous and there’s the whole ‘rebellious teen gets a motorcycle and becomes a delinquent’ thing? like motorcycles are fast and if you crash it’s so much worse than if you were in a car and there’s no airbags or anything. but also?? wwx rocking up to school on a segway while playing his flute like the shittiest entrance ever? iconic. but let’s stick with chenqing as a motorcycle/scooter (motorcycle-esque scooter not the ones that try and take out your ankles).

okay so all the major sects are super rich so in a modern au it would make sense for all the sect heirs to get cars. i’m not saying that jc and wwx complain about jzx being stuck-up bc he was given a porsche for his birthday even though they were also given cars for their birthdays,,, but i am. at first it would have been this major point of contention between yzy and jfm bc wwx isn’t even their son so why is he getting a car too but wwx is like ah it’s so i can drive jc and jyl to school! you wouldn’t want their cars being left outside the school all day would you? someone in my maths class had their car get keyed and it was super expensive to fix,, and yzy is like yes wwx may have a car only to protect my children from parking hassles,, also wwx must pay for his own parking. so wwx and jc both get given cars for their bdays.

now wwx gets bored easily,, so you could translate him being a cultivation genius to him being really good at driving. im talking that jc is still getting the hang of switching gears and wwx is out there casually drifting around corners. (this does mean he has to get new tyres really frequently but he’s friends with wen ning, whose family runs the mechanics that wwx likes to go to so he just helps around the shop for a bit and gets a discount (yes its the family discount)). anyway wwx really enjoys driving, also! he just rocks up to wen ning’s place one day and is like dude, i wanna pimp my ride, wanna help and wen ning is like heck yeah. so wwx pays for some upgrades with his own money and he spends hours doing some custom work to make it look cool,,

it’s all going well until wwx and jc go to wen chao’s party one night and jc gets absolutely sloshed,,, like completely hammered. wwx had walked in, grabbed a cup of lemonade or something and was gonna hang with his friends but lwj was there for some reason so he spent the entire night talking to him in the back garden. which means that when jc wanted to leave he saw wwx hanging out with lwj and went ew gross and just decided to drive home himself. he crashes and when wwx comes home the next day jc gets super pissed at him bc he was meant to be the designated driver and if he hadnt been screwing around with lwj jc wouldnt have tried to drive home and now his parents will be super pissed and wwx is like woah chill my grandmother is a mechanic and she can fix this up just give me a couple of days.

so wwx goes to baoshan sanren mechanics (which is just the back entrance to the wen sibling’s mechanics) and spends the next three days getting rid of all of his customisations and mods so his car looks exactly like jc’s. does he cry when he has to spend like five mins spraying the inside of the car with axe body spray to get the jc stench going on? maybe a little. but he does it and returns the car to jc! and jc is like oh wow my car is fixed, your grandma is a miracle worker and wwx is like haha yeah (:

anyway wwx mysteriously and suddenly discovers a passion for public transport,, it’s a good way to stay humble jiang cheng, he says, also i used all my petrol money buying porn from nhs or whatever. anyway wwx is doing the whole pt to school thing but then one afternoon wen chao and wzh find him and idk maybe the party got too rowdy so the cops came and wc got in trouble with his dad? he assumes wwx called the cops on him so he shoves wwx into his car and drives him out to the middle of no where and dumps him in the burial mounds scrap metal recycling place or whatever.

the train line isn’t running that day and there’s no phone service either so wwx is stuck there overnight. he gets super bored. so what does he do? he finds an abandoned scooter and starts scavenging for parts. he’s not expecting it to actually work but by the time the sun rises he’s found some actually decent parts and he thinks that he could get it working. tbh he kinda forgets to go back home and just walks into town to buy some food and then goes back and continues fiddling with the scooter. he doesnt live there for the three months but the people in yiling just accept that this random teenager has all but moved into their scrap heap and adopt him anyway. so he goes and visits the burial mounds every day after school so none of his friends or family really see him anymore.

until! one day he rocks up to school on his scooter. scooters,, are kinda like sad pathetic motorcycles,, but wwx mods his scooter with like a powerful engine and new steering and everything so people see it and go oh! a motorcycle! even though it’s not actually (can you do that with a scooter? idk but suspend your disbelief pls). so lwj is like hnnngg wwx in a leather jacket on a motorcycle but also wei ying, stop riding a motorcycle, *enter statistics about motorcycle crashes here* and wwx is like no! you cant take chenqing away from me. and jc is pissed bc they were meant to be brothers and have matching cars and be able to work on them and give them cool paint jobs together! but now wwx has this bike which has been modded to hell and back and refuses to drive his car bc it’s not as cool as his bike. so we get to have the whole ‘everyone thinks wwx is doing something dumb and dangerous’ bc he has a motorcycle and why isnt he just driving his car anymore? but we also get to keep some of the nuance of the demonic cultivation bc yeah it’s more dangerous than driving in a car but wwx doesnt have a car anymore and scooters are a loottt safer than motorcycles (if my two seconds of research is correct).

so! wwx won’t abandon chenqing and he did most of his work using scrap parts so he goes back to the wens and is like wen ning my best bro check her out and he’s like oooooooh and they start modding chenqing together. wen qing doesnt know why wwx is constantly over at their shop all the time but jc keeps arguing with wwx and wwx grows more distant with his family and friends bc he’s making ~bad decisions~ and a motorcycle is a gateway to idk teen delinquent shenanigans like smoking and doing graffiti so he’s kinda ousted from respectable rich people society and wen qing is like i have two (2) brothers now and they’re adorable not that i’ll ever tell them that. and wwx modding chenqing got him a reputation in yiling like everyone saw him walk in one day and then drive out with this sexy sexy bike so people start coming to him for mods and stuff and wwx earns the title yiling patriarch and wen ning, his trusted best friend and helper, gets called the ghost general bc idk he helps a lot but the customers never meet him. so they become some dynamic duo for car and bike mods!

anyway,, yzy delivers him an ultimatum one day: the car or the bike (or more accurately: the family or the bike) but wwx can’t drive the car anymore so he just gets quietly disowned and drops out of school. (we’ll save jzxuan the suffering in this au he can keep his car). he goes to the wens and theyre like hey whats up? wait no you cant live in a scrap heap,, not even if you buy a tent,,, just live with us please. and then wwx gets adopted by the wens and idk i want them to have a happy ending so wwx and wn go off and do some actual mechanic and modding training with some expert (sqdcfgt imagine if it was the real baoshan sanren who just happened to be in the market for some apprentices and saw wwx and wn’s work and was like them and then later realised it was her grandson). so they get their apprenticeship and they disappear off somewhere for a year or two - when wwx had been disowned he’d deleted everyone’s contacts and was like if they text me i’ll add them back but im not gonna have a contact list cemetery. (no one contacts him).

eventually the 13 years pass and wwx has been helping the wens raise their little nephew a-yuan who is showing a real aptitude for being a mechanic even though he’s just a kid and just generally enjoying the quiet life of being a mechanic while doing fun mods and lil baby projects. then one day lwj’s car breaks down while he’s driving through the area and he calls up the local mechanic and guess who rocks up? it’s wwx. and then we get to have them dance around each other and wwx being like lwj doesnt trust me, he’s just sitting here and watching me work all day ): and lwj is like dont let him go dont let him go dont let him go,, and eventually they get their romance but this is way too long already so im im gonna end this here

i didnt mean to make this an entire au but i adored your idea so much anon so i kinda had to!!

#mdzs #modao zushi #wei wuxian #wangxian #lan wangji #wen ning #wen qing #my aus #asks #cql #the untamed #i might come and add a read more later but i dont have time now sorry!#Anonymous

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virtual-luvr · 4 years

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Get ready for an explosion

Pairing: Peko x Reader

Pronouns: Gender neutral; they/them

Warnings: mentions and use of cigars, swords, and explosives. Some curse words here and there and the use of the word 'murdered'

Description: peko and fuyuhiko seem to need some help with a certain entrance and they decide maybe some dynamite and an expert can help

Note: ¡important to note the readers ultimate is that they work with explosives!

I couldnt find an actually name for it sorry, also this was requested!! thank you so much for requesting guys it means so much

Sorry if Peko is a bit ooc😔

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Monokumas taunting giggles rang through out the room

I look around, inspecting the people around me, still wondering how we even got into this situation

"Hehe how about you kids explore the island!!" Once again he erupts into a fit of giggles, his words going through one of my ears and swiftly going through the other

I really didn't listen to him

Everyone was wary of eachother, some more tense then others

After a little while of talking most of us slipped into tiny groups

While each group went to the beach or any other place to hang out i actually took monokumas words and explored the island noticing how most entrances were locked

I try not to stray from the actual path of the island but something catches my eye

I see Fuyuhiko and Peko talking, they werent arguing or anything but it felt off to see Fuyuhiko not spewing different insults at somebody for once

I slowly but surely try to walk past them, trying to act like i didn't see anything

But suddenly i hear a voice behind me, calling out.

"(Y/N) over here"

I look back and Peko is waving at me moving her hand in a "come here" motion

I walk up to her and Fuyuhiko mumbles something I didnt quite catch but guessing him it was probobly another insult

"So we found something and since you work with explosives i thought maybe you could help us out somehow"

We trudge through the sand in silence, it wasnt the longest walk but my feet were a bit tired from walking around the whole island already

Peko points at something and i look up

Near the shore i see a big entrance to a cave, but it was blocked just like all the gates

I tilt my head to the side, looking at both Fuyuhiko and Peko

"What do you want me to do?"

"You idiot, we want you to open it up so we can see whats inside" Fuyuhiko says angrily at me

"First of all, shut up. Second of all, i work with explosives and i dont see any nearby how in the hell am i supposed to pry this open"

Peko sighs and looks at me, "theres dynamite nearby"

When she says that my eyes lit up, its as if i were a kid about to open my presents underneath the christmad tree all over again

"Where are they? Where did you find them? Are there a lot? How good are they??" I look all around me jumping and sprinting through the shore trying to find the percious dynamite

Fuyuhiko would have called me a stupid puppy because of my mannerisms but Peko stopped him before he could do anything

"Jackpot!" You yell

The two hadn't even noticed you had left their side and were shocked that your yell could be heard from where they were standing

The dynamite was quite far away from the cave

Before they could even think about helping you they see a figure running back towards them, almost sprinting if it werent for the big dynamite on their back

Your muscles straining you pant and try to blow the hair away from your face when you get back to them

"How-"

"Dont ask" Peko stops Fuyuhikos sentence, deciding its not even worth it asking how you got back so fadt, ESPECIALLY while carrying dynamite with you

You show a big grin even though you were out of breath, sweating, and panting.

"So how are we gunna blow this baby up?"

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Peko stands beside you looking down at the explosives while explaining her plan.

"What we're going to do is you place the dynamite and i will use this cigar and sword to light the fuse" she says suddenly

You jump back, "woah woah woah where did you get that??"

"Got it from the shop, its pretty dull but a rock can go a long way, i sharpened it"

You were a little skeptical of what she was going to do with that sword but either way you place the dynamite carefully

You take a few steps back and let Peko do all the other work.

She first cuts a bit off the fuse from the dynamite to make it shorter and wont take as long to blow up, then she takes the cigar and lites the fuse

She takes a few steps back to right beside you and Fuyuhiko

You guys tale cover and then you hear a loud 'boom' and see rocks hitting the floor all around you. The explosion probobly alerting the others but you payed no mind to it.

You also didnt pay mind to the loud ringing in your ears now, you were used to it by now. Plus you were so excited to work with explosives you didnt even care at this point.

When you were about to enter Fuyuhiko's voice stops you all in your tracks

"Im going to stay out here, you guys go in"

At this point you thought maybe you were about to be murdered, monokuma hadnt even given the first motive yet damnit.

But seeing as Peko left her sword outside with Fuyuhiko made you think you were safe now even if she might have something hidden in her pockets

But you decided to trust them and grab a lantern that Fuyuhiko had in his hands

You go in, cobwebs and dust making your allergies come to the surface and smeezing millions of times

You brush it off and Peko helps you light up the lantern

You walk around, there wasnt much besides insects here and there and different passages running from left to right

Since the silence was killing you a bit you decided to start conversation

You clear your thraot, "Why were you and Fuyuhiko together?"

"Why are you asking?"

"I just didnt think Fuyuhiko would be one to try and be friends with someone, especially because of the circumstances we're in right now"

You suddenly pause and stop moving, the only sound that can be heard is the fire crackling and weird echoes from inside the cave.

"Wait, are you guys...dating??"

She suddenly stops in her tracks and looks back at you, a sudden laugh erupting from her

"Me and Fuyuhiko?? Are you kidding me?"

The sudden realisation of what you just said hit you and now you were just a tiny bit embarrased for saying something so absurd

A blush erupts on your face, painting your cheeks and ears red. You nervously chuckle and put your free hand on the back of your neck, rubbing it trying to soothe your now, very knowable, embarrassment.

'Well atleast i made her laugh' you say in your head

Peko notices your embarrasment and tries to explain, "no me and Fuyuhiko arent together. We were just talking about the entrance and how we could get in and then we saw you"

"O-oh" you stutter, still a little embarrased and lookind down

"Well, thanks for letting me help you it was nice hanging out with you, i wont lie about that"

She seems a little shocked at that confession but she just smiles and blushes a little

You wont lie, you were a little scared of hanging out with people like them, Fuyuhiko and Peko, they seemed pretty closed off

But seeing Peko give you a warm smile and seeing her head tilt, you thought maybe, maybe this is the start of something good

[1353 words; august/2/2020]

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is-that-another-soulmate-au · 4 years

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Part 2 spirit guide au

Steering a boat with your waterbending sister is one thing, steering it with your fire snake spirit guide suddenly deciding to shift into her human form to avoid being doused by the water spilling on them was another. "Bubba! Katara! Why is it always, when you decide to waterbend, I end up getting soaked!?"

"She still needs to train Sokka" Bubba Ky said with a soft voice while turning to look

Sokka's eye twitched "and how exactly is she supposed to do that!? Where's a master? I mean, we might find some scrolls but we'd have to travel and we only have canoes. So how are we gonna go about that"

"With your companion" Bubba said plainly

"What? What companion?" Katara asked with confusion, but when she turned to look at Sokka he tensed and turned away.

"Well? Would you like me to tell her or will you?"

"I'll tell her" turning back to his sister he let out a heavy sigh. "When I was 5 I asked Bubba about my soulmate, and apparently when we meet theyll be searching for someone, but that someone won't be me."

"Itll be a companion?" When Sokka and Bubba nodded she scrunched up her nose. "But where are you expecting to find a companion down her- AH!"

The boat was tugged into the fast tides and Katara clung to the side of the boat "Left! Go left!" She cried out but it was too late.

Bubba, in a last second move sent the siblings out of the boat and jumped out with them onto the small chunk of ice that they landed on, almost slipping off and into the water but Katara snagged her wrist and pulled her back on. "You call that left?" Bubba huffed.

"Maybe you should steer next time!" Sokka snapped while throwing his hands up and Bubba let out an irritated laugh

"Yeah, and scorch your paddles again? I dont think so, look, lets jus-"

"And you! You could have, oh I dont know! Tried to waterbend us to safety! Ugh I knew I should have left you home, leave it to a girl to mess things up"

"EXCUSE ME!?" And cue Katara finally snapping at Sokka for all the.

Every time she swung her arms Bubba flinched, the water was always there, but when it splashed and swung around it was terrifying. She's fire. What kills fire? Water? What was swinging around and breaking a giant iceburg at that very moment? WATER! Bubba shifted to her snake form and hid behind Sokka until the iceburg cracked and sent their piece of ice flying back quite a ways away.

Once their ice settled Bubba shifted to her human shape and helped the siblings up. "Wow. You... you really need a teacher soon, wait... whats that?" They all turned to the now emerged giant sphere of ice.

All the way on the firenation ship Zuko was training his bending with Iroh and Li watching from the sideline. After a few punches of fire he let out a huff and Li trotted up to him in wolf shape before swirling around him and shifting into his human shape infront of him, nose to nose "youve improved!" He gleefully shouted.

"But he has yet to master the basics" Iroh said with a sigh "nonetheless the improvement is cause for celebration, you have worked hard Prince Zuko"

Zuko, being too flustered by Li's nose touching his own hadnt heard what Iroh said. Instead he asked a question "tell me about them"

"They're stubborn" Li started "They're protective, and they're somewhere nearby. But you won't find them if you look for them. You have to search for the avatar to find them." Li then leaned back and smoothly flowed from human to wolf.

"Ive been searching for him for two years now! How am I-!!" With a bright blue beam of light illuminating the sky Zuko seemed to forget the entire conversation "Uncle! That has to be him!"

"Or it could just be the celestial lights" uncle said while his spirit bird landed ontop of his head.

"Iroh, the celestial lights haven't shown in the south for many generations" she chirped out with a huff

"Either way, we've been down this road before, and you all know it." Iroh sighed when he was met with nothing but an irritated Zuko and a smirking Li. "Alright, lets head towards the light."

#avatar the last airbender #avatar: the last airbender #zuko #prince zuko #atla zuko #sokka #atla sokka #zukka #i will die on my endless soulmate au hill #soulmate alternate universe #soulmates #soulmate #spirit guides #general iroh #atla iroh #uncle iroh #atla katara

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bbaronpiper · 4 years

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Wake up call

Here’s another collab with @artsaree. She’s amazing. you should definitely check out her writings. So basically, we both wrote half of it .

warnings: smut

Aron x Reader

my part

7:30 am. Your eyes shot open at the sound of your alarm you turned it off quickly but you still heard a low groan coming from the other side of the bed. You felt Arón stir a little but refused to open his eyes. You turn to face him and run a finger on his cheek. Savoring the few moments you have with your boyfriend. You slept last night without him. He was out partying with his friends. Again. You didn’t have a problem with it at first because you swore you’ll never be that type of girlfriend who controls and forbid their man on the things they want to do. Until recently, it became a habit of his.

“Morning, Baby” His voice was low and husky.

You smiled at him in return, scooting closer. “Slept well?”

“Si” He said while rubbing his eyes. “Partying after spending whole day on set isn’t easy”

You bit the insides of your cheek to stop you from spitting the words. Arón must have noticed this since he then turned to lie on his back and exhales. Leaving your hand that was on his cheek to fall on his shoulder. “Do you have something to say Y/N?”

You leaned on your elbow trying to get him to look at you. Your hands travelled down to his chest “Don’t you think you’ve been partying a lot lately?”

“Mmm Don’t think so..” he shrugged still not looking at you.

“You’re barely home” you almost whispered not sure if you want to push this discussion.

“What do you mean Y/N? I’m always home” he then looked at you.

You were about to open your mouth to spill everything you’ve been feeling lately but then decided not to. He probably too tired for drama anyways.

“Come here” he motioned to you as he opened his arms. You complied and laid on his chest. “Te quiero.” He lifted your chin up and look at you deeply. “Don’t ever think otherwise. Even just for one second” stupid you, let your heart flutter at his words smiling up at him sweetly.

You splash cold water on your face to snap you out of your thoughts. You stare yourself at the mirror and saw your red and puffy eyes. You kept staring blinking rapidly trying to stop the tears from forming. You stood there for what felt like years before wiping your face with a clean towel. You held your breath one last time, tightly shut your eyes only to open them again, exhale and went out of the bathroom and into your shared bedroom.

2:40 am and he’s still not home. Why are you not surprised?

It was so obvious. Looking back now, you felt like a complete idiot blindsided by love. You should’ve seen it coming when he gave you that smile that didn’t reach his eyes anymore, the way your lips touched and moved in sync but the desire to have you was gone.

“Bet you couldn’t last a day without fucking me” you laughed as you teased him. You two just finished fucking and were now watching a movie when his hands travelled up to your thighs again.

“Is that a challenge?” he raised an eyebrow.

“Nahh, just stating facts” you then got this brilliant idea to get back at him for all those times he made you beg and tease you. You straddled him, bury your face onto his neck softly gliding your lips against his skin while your finger trace against his bare chest. You wore nothing but an oversized shirt of his. Nothing underneath so you’re pretty sure he felt how wet you are right now. Normally, this would work. Arón never declined sex.

“Bebe” you whispered to his ear seductively and nibbled on it after.

“Shhh!!! Here comes the best part!” his eyebrows furrowed as he pointed on the screen.

Oh this was gonna be hard. “So, you’re saying, you wouldn’t touch me even if I am naked?” he shrugged, his lips formed an inverted smile with his eyes still glued to the TV. You then took your shirt off. And you swore you heard a soft “damn” coming from him. You just wanted to mess with him, tease him but the feeling of his skin touching yours turned you on as you start grinding him through his boxers moaning close to his ear.

Nada. No emotions.

You sighed in frustration so you decided to take it to another level. You then turned your back at him leaning on his chest, you open your legs wide and draped your legs on his. You smirked as you can already feel his growing bulge against your ass.

“I hate to fuck myself but since my boyfriend’s ignoring me…. Oh well” you announced as your hand gripped his leg and your other hand start to play with your clit. Rubbing small circles and moaning softly at first. You can feel him shifting underneath you. you were surprised when he grabbed your waist and push you off of him and sat you on the side.

“Yo.. you’re b-blocking the view,Y/N” he said uneasy. His hands gripped his thigh and bit his lower lip way too hard for you not to know he’s about to give in.

You scoffed at him “Oh it’s on!” you then place your left leg again on his right one and start to rub your clit faster than before making you moan so loud saying things like “Ohhh baby…” “Si, Arooonnn, si!” you’re so wet it made it easier to switch from rubbing your clit into inserting two fingers inside you. your other hand then reached for his growing bulge. He refused to touch you but you definitely wouldn’t refuse to touch him. You started palming him as you pleasure yourself earning a low growl from him. “Let me ride you baby”

You then suddenly felt his hand over yours, the one you had on your pussy and jerk it. “You drive me crazy”

@artsaree /Sara’s part

He managed to push you away a little so he could finally flip you both over so he was now on top.

Smirking down at you he pulled down his pants, making his hard dick slap against his lower stomach.

„Open up.“

You bit your lip and jerked your head back to give him easier access to hover over your face. Slowly he slid his dick in your welcoming mouth, making both of you moan out softly.

„Mhm just like that.“ he groaned and held onto the wall for support as you were sucking his tip seductively.

„Take it.“ he suddenly spoke and pushed his length into your mouth. It was always a little hard for you to fit all of him in your little mouth but he still made sure you were okay.

There was still a little space left so you nodded at him to tell him he could push his entire dick in your mouth.

„Dont want you to gag, u know that.“ he just mumbled but did as you told him and he slid his cock deeper.

„Ah fuck.“ he groaned and threw his head back in pleasure.

You could feel tears building up, he seemed to notice too because he pulled out completely. You swallowed and took a deep breath. „You good?“ he spoke but you just replied by bringing his tip back to your lips.

„Mh good girl.“ he moaned out as you kitten licked his tip.

„On your stomach babygirl.“ he groaned after you had sucked on his tip for a bit.

He got off of you and stood up to get a condom from the drawer.

Meanwhile you lied down on your naked stomach and waited for him.

„Open your legs for papi.“ he growled as you felt a harsh smack on your left ass cheek. That made you moan out in pain but it also felt good. It wasnt hardcore pain, but you did know it would leave a spot.

You opened your legs and lifted your hips up a little.

„Yes good.“ you heard his deep voice behind you.

Arón grabbed a pillow and placed it under your hips for support. „Ready for my cock honey?“ he asked.

„Yes papi.“ you moaned as a response before he slowly slid his hard cock into your trembling pussy. „Ah fuck you‘re always so tight.“ he whispered and grabbed your hips roughly.

Without hesitation he started slamming into you as if there was no tomorrow. With harsh thrusts he kept hitting your g-spot, making your eyes roll back and your mouth fall open.

Arón was moaning loudly as you could already feel him getting closer.

He changed his angle a little by aiming higher, laying down on your butt.

„Babe.“ he growled and suddenly grabbed you by your hair.

He he never done that before.

And he knew you didnt like it since your head was sensitive.

But that moment you were so turned on, you didnt even think of stopping his actions.

Arón fucked you roughly and fast while you were moaning out his name or cursed. You could hear him panting against your back.

„Im coming baby.“ he groaned and slammed into you with no mercy. You couldnt keep it any longer either.

Two last thrusts and he had you coming for him. Your body started shaking as your orgasm went through your body like lightening.

„Yes baby come on.“ he smacked your butt once again until he came as well. „Fuck yes.“ he almost screamed and jerked your head up on your hair.

It hurt but you were too concentrated on your own orgasm you didnt realize.

Your back was up against his chest while his cock was twitching in you, spilling his cum into the condom.

„Ah fuck.“ he breathed out as he calmed down from his intense orgasm.

You were pretty exhausted too and just expected him to cuddle you and finish the movie but he suddenly whispered:“On your back.“

You were confused but followed his commands and lied down.

„Put your arms behind your back. No touching until I come back.“

By nodding you agreed and he left the room without saying any more.

You waited patiently for him to come back and it was really hard not to touch yourself. You just came, yes, but your clit hadnt gotten any of his attention yet. And usually he ate you out before sex or at least rubbed your clit while he was fucking you.

It took him about 5 minutes to finally return to the bedroom, he was now wearing jeans, but his upper body was still exposed.

„Did you touch yourself baby?“

You shook your head truthfully and spoke:“No I didnt.“

-„Promise?“ he asked and stood in front of the bed looking at you.

„I promise daddy.“

He nodded and finally climbed inbetween your legs.

„Good girl.“

He spread your legs carefully before finally attaching his lips to your thighs, placing soft kisses everywhere.

This boy could really fuck you rough and tell you you‘re his baby a second later.

Your hands were still behind your back, just as he had told you to, while his tongue was tracing circles on your thighs and lower stomach.

„Arón.“ you moaned out, seeking pleasure.

He loved being called daddy or papi, but hearing you say his name was his biggest turn on. He loved your voice, and when it said his given name he got reminded how much he loves you really.

„You sure you deserve this for being such a bitch to me before?“ he played.

„Arón please.“ you exclaimed and looked down at him.

He was just laying there, looking up at you, no part of his body touching yours anymore.

„You know what. Nah. Maybe tomorrow.“

#aron piper imagines #aron x reader #aron piper #aron x you #aron smut #aron fan

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might-guys-acorn · 4 years

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I love your imagines sooo. Could you write about shikamaru and his s/o getting caught by the s/o's brother who is Asuma, (in a reeallly heated moment) , and she is all ashamed and Shikamaru is like "it's fiiiinee, he likes me best than others anyway" and just a lot of Asuma teasing his little sister for dating Shika, and Asuma giving Shika the "if you hurt her I kill you" talk. Lots of love for you and keep on with the good work 😉😉

I know its been a while, but I needed a break from the novel writing, so Im here😊 Hewwo😘 thanks for this precious request anon💕 -Acorn🦎

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"Shika, dont be too loud!" You giggled, as your boyfriend laughed, tickling you on your bed. You'd snuck him in after your brother left, going to grab groceries from the store. But he could be back at any time, and you certainly didn't need Asuma knowing you were in love with his favorite student. That could end badly for all parties involved. But either way, you couldnt stay away from him, Shikamaru was snarky, and a little blunt, but he was also super kind, smart, and as much as he tried to deny it, he was the very definition of a cuddlebug.

So here you were, hopelessly wriggling against his tickle attack, trying to swat him off but failing for the most part. Until, you thought quickly of a strategy, grabbing hold of one of his wrists, and pinning him underneath you, your hair brushing his cheek from the closeness.

"Gotcha, Nara." You said, smirking into his startled gaze. He wiped the stunned look off in a second and narrowed his eyes, and suddenly you felt the mood shift, an electric buzz bouncing between the 2 inches of space between your lips. He tugged his hand out of your grip, lacing it in your hair at the base of your neck, and pulled you gently to close the gap, his lips softly pressing against yours. He was so gentle, but in this position there was no way thatd be enough for you. You deepened the kiss, pulling on his lower lip with your teeth, running your tongue across his mouth and cursing yourself for needing air. When you came up to breathe, you placed a small kiss on the corner of his mouth, then his chin and finally settled in the crook of his neck, leaving a bit of a mark over his pulse.

"Now that could be troublesome, Hisha." You heard him say, and you smiled, bringing yourself back up to his eyes, and taking in the playful depths of deep brown he held there. Damn this boy was intoxicating. So much so that you didnt particularly notice when your bedroom door opened. But you couldnt miss the unmistakable cough from your doorway.

Turning to face the sound, still straddled over your secret boyfriend, your face was confused on whether to turn bright red or to flush of color completely.

"Asuma! Uh, youre home early?" You said, coughing as you quickly scrambled to the other side of the bed, Shika sitting up and staring at his hands from the other end.

"That I am. I dont think youd take this route of implication when I said 'Stay safe' before I left." Your brother said from your door, glancing at Shikamaru's obvious hickey, ans smirking as he lit a cigarette. Always the joker, wasnt he? Youd scold him for smoking in the house, but honestly you were in no place to talk about breaking rules.

"I'll give you two a minute." He said, before closing your bedroom door. You put your face in your hands, nearly on the verge of tears from the severe panic you just endured, but you felt Shika's arm around you in a second. And he was....laughing?

"Listen, hisha, that could have been a lot worse." He said, and you shot him a dark look, but his smirk never faultered. He really thought this was funny.

"You really think this is funny? I just completely embarassed myself in front of him, and he could quite possibly be planning your death, and youre laughing? What the hell, Nara?" You scolded, and his smile only grew at your frustration. What was with this dumbass?

"Relax, Y/N. It's just Asuma. Im his favorite, he'd never hurt me, and honestly hes not one to judge you, either." He said, and you rolled your eyes, calming down a bit. Maybe he was right. You glanced at the clock, and gasped, seeing it was nearly time for dinner and you hadnt even started.

"I guess so. Im gonna go start dinner, are you staying?" You asked, and he thought for a minute before nodding. You got up, straightening your clothes before opening the door and heading to the kitchen. Shikamaru followed you out, and he knew right were Asuma would be. He didnt show it, but this impending conversation scared him a bit. But it'd be okay. Right?

"So my sister, huh?" Asuma said, as Shika entered the room, pausing before going to sit across from him at the shogi table.

"Yeah. Not intentional, but pure coincidence." Shikamaru responded, before making the first move. Asuma looked up at him with a lopsided smile.

"Well, I have to say youve got good taste. I can see why." He responded, and Shikamaru let out a breath he didnt know he was holding. But that didnt last long, because Asuma followed up with, "But you know if you hurt her in anyway, Ill have to kill you."

"Id never do something like that. Hish, I mean, Y/N is probably the best thing to happen to me." Shikamaru said quickly, and Asuma laughed.

"I'm only joking. Mostly."

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Dinner went well for the most part, just a few awkward silences as most 'meet-the-guardian' dinners do. But generally, it was like it always had been. It wasnt until Shikamaru left, and you were washing the dishes, that Asuma came in and gave you his signature sly smile.

"Watch your hickey placement next time, Y/N. Or your secret boyfriend wont be secret for long."

#naruto #naruto imagines #shikamaru nara #shikamaru #shikamaru x reader #asuma #asuma sarutobi #shikamaru imagine

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a-jynx · 4 years

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steve has a diary in which he describes how much he hates billy's wavy blond straight hair, and his aggressive personality and strong arms that would hold him strong. (billy finds this diary one day)

Ooooh~

Hmmm, little Stevie’s diary, huh? This is gonna be fun!!

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Steve hadnt MEANT to leave it out. He... He got distracted by the boy that came pounding at his door in the cool morning - 2:36 AM - he remembered.

Now, Billy and he sat at the dining table, a red box of different aides sitting inside. Steve was careful; afraid that if he wasn’t, Billy would dash like a wild animal. Billy huffed beside him, making Steve jump some as he glanced to the blonde. He looked... Tired.

“Billy, can I ... Can I ask what happened?” Steve asked with a low voice, shifting in his seat as he pressed a disinfectant-dosed wipe across his busted brow and lip. The blonde’s brows furrowed, and his tired blues widened a bit as he shifted closer to Steve, flashing him his teeth.

“No, wouldn’t wanna scar such a pretty face and pretty mind,”

“Billy, come on, I’m being serious.. Did... Did Neil do this?” Steve hissed, his fist clenched around the rag as Billy snapped his eyes shut, not daring to look or speak. Steve suddenly felt... Horrible, speaking to Billy about this maybe hours... Or minutes... Or seconds after it all happened. He felt a wash of panick cover him like a thick blanket.

“Oh, shit.. Shit, Bill, I’m so sorry - I just... Youre always showing up with injuries,”

“You could’ve not opened the door... You could’ve stayed asleep-“ Billy growled, only to look up and meet Steve’s doe eyes staring back.

“But I... I wasn’t asleep.” He whispered, pinching his lips together as Billy blinked and then grinned. “So that’s how you opened the door so quickly...” Steve merely snorted, shoving a few bandages into Billy’s lap, before packing up the medical supplies carefully. “Don’t flatter yourself, Tiger.,” he shot, closing it and moving back upstairs where he’d ran the first place. He sat it back in the drawer when he got this... Sickening feeling course through his veins as he quickly rushed to the stairs, but merely hurry walked.

His damn heart dropped into his stomach and he was sure it was going to fall out of his ass when he sees Billy fucking Hargrove reading the slender black book with a leather strap to close it.

“Hey! Hey, that’s not yours!” Steve growled, moving quickly towards him. His fingers barely grazed the book as Billy held it below him, keeping it at a distance from Steve’s long arms.

“Tsk, tsk, Pretty boy! Don’t you it’s not nice to disturb someone when they’re reading?” Billy smirked, the faint red - pink - hue across his freckle dusted cheeks made Steve’a blood ring in his ears. They struggled around a bit, Steve’s hand finally on the spine when Billy suddenly jumped at him, grabbing the book and pushing Steve into the carpet of the living room floor. With practically straddling his chest, Billy trapped Steve’s arms under his legs, keeping them pressed down as he pulled the book back up, Steve’s face broke into a blush.

“Dear diary,” Billy could only smirk. “I hate it. I hate him - but I don’t. His stupid strut, his stupid chest, his even more stupid cockiness that radistes and makes me feel drunk. God, his stupid blonde hair - it looks fried but FUCK it feels like fucking kitten’s fur. I... The way he sometimes looks at me gives me hope? I know it’s stupid - bullshit - to even think about having a chance with him, but someone can dream right?” Billy paused, stealing a slotted side-eye glands before continuing.

“Dear Diary, hes rough. He’s like a damn barbed wire fence that I want to prick myelf on. He acts like a pit bull sometimes - aggressive and perhaps dangerous- but I see him. I see him as that arrogant, smiling, devil that he is and... I can’t help but want to Euridyce,” Billy whispered the last part, his eyes wider as he glance to Steve, whose face looked as if he may pass out from how red it was.

Billy flipped a page, the crinkling of the paper making Steve jump and tug at his arms, trying to free them, however Billy just slotted himself against it again.

“Just one more, Pretty boy,” he winked as Steve gulped.

“Dear diary, I’m an idiot! I.. Jesus, I really am dumb, I just can’t take everyone’s warning of to not be dumb but I apparently can’t help it. He came into my work.. His stupid muscles poked out from his shirt and that stupid hair made him look like a damn beach bum - but he looked so fucking happy. Happier than I’d seen him for a while.

It hurt to see, y’ know because.. I hope that maybe one day, I can make him happy like that but...” and he stopped. Steve’s muscles contorted and tensed as Billy carefully tossed the book to the side, as Steve looked over it only to look back and see Billy merely inches away...

“Billy - I... I swear it’s not-“ he began to stammer, to defend, but went silent as Billy pressed his lips into Steve’s. Billy tried not to grin like a maniac when he felt Steve’s body relax under him. Shifting himself, he hovered over the boy, their mouths moving in sync as Billy moved back,staring at the porcelain doll below him.

“But what?” Billy whispered, his lips a pretty red as Steve blinked, huffing gently.

“Wha- What?”

“Your diary,” Steve flushed at the words. “You said that you hoped you could make me happy like I was earlier... But you left it open.” He whispered, pressing his forehead against Steve’s.

“But I... I want to try.” He whispered, and Billy surged forward, moving back onto Steve’s lap, his roughly calloused hands grabbed his face, their lips moving in such a way it was sinful... It seemed like ages as they kissed one another breathless, Billy’s lips moved across Steve’s exposed throat and licked at the sensitive skin below his ear.

“Let’s try, then.”

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How was that? 👀❤️

@trashmouth-hargrove @harringrovetrashh @greyspilot @hargrove-billy @ifuwannabemydingus @negativenuggetz @gideongrace

#harringrove #steve has a diary #billy reads it #it gets fun :’)

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pogaytosalad · 3 years

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Heres a wip of a sequel.

Dmviolence, by jade

Hello, if youre hearing this, it probably means im dead. Either that, or im alive and just got tired of keeping this hidden. You might remember my voice from a previous recording about a takeover in sector ⬽:➻, in which id helped prevent total annihilation of the sector. At the time i was unnamed, however now you may call me Kalton. After the takeover i resigned and moved to a job at a dmv. This planet was, for some reason, in one of the most tactically advantageous locations in the galaxy. And for some reason the higher ups dedicated the whole damn planet to dmvs. Dont ask why. Now, onto the story.

I woke up, and i put on my emerald green contact lenses. Just like any other day. I put on a basic white t-shirt and a leather bomber jacket along with a pair of jean shorts. If you cant tell by now, im gay.

I live in a small apartment. By small apartment i mean a bedroom, a bathroom and a kitchen all crammed into 2 rooms. I hopped out the bedroom window onto my motorcycle. It was a diamond white motorcycle with deep red stripes along the sides and the handlebars. My pride and joy. I put on my jet black helmet and took off towards my job at the, you guessed it, dmv.

Chapter 2

I pulled up in the parking lot and took off my helmet, my blue hair a total rats nest. The doors were push doors, yet i somehow ALWAYS pulled first. I entered the dmv and went to my station. A few hours passed by and no one had come in yet, which was unusual. So naturally i decided to sit down on the floor, put in my earbuds, and enjoyed some heavy metal. A few more hours passed by, and usually by now i wouldve been yelled at by my boss. This struck me as odd so i stood up. I really wish i hadnt stood up. The place had been completely destroyed. There were drop pods crashed in through the roof and they all had the ERGON logo on them. Ergon was a multi trillion dollar pencil manufacturing company with its own military. They had previously tried to take over sector ⬽:➻ when i had been working there. I was not looking forwards to what was about to happen.

Quickly, i ducked back onto the floor before anyone saw me. There were 4 riot soldiers holding this building. This was gonna be fun. The riot soldiers are your stereotypical riot gear and police baton soldiers. But these guys had laser batons and the riot gear gave them heightened strength and speed. They also had some, dare I say, shitty energy pistols. I crawled over to one of the soldiers who wasnt being watched and broke their neck. Carefully I took the baton and the pistol. Slowly crawled my way back to my station and checked the shot count in the pistol. I had 6 shots, just enough to take care of the remaining three soldiers. I stood up quickly and shot each soldier twice in the head. First shot to open the riot helmet, second shot to kill. I vaulted over the counter and grabbed the three pistols. These things were so stupid. You couldnt even remove the clips. Once you ran out of shots, the pistol was useless. Nonetheless, i didnt have any choice. I had a laser baton and 18 total shots in 3 pistols.

Upon leaving the building, my motorcycle was one of the few things to survive. It had alot of scratches and damage, but it still worked. The helmet was shattered however. I mounted the motorcycle and took off towards the next closest dmv. Maybe id find some better gear there.

Chapter 3

Pulling up next to the second dmv i immediately noticed 3 things. 1: there was blood everywhere. 2: there were 25 soldiers here. And 3: they all had energy weapons. The reason these things are relevant is because energy weapons dont cause bloodshed. This was the result of something else. Something new i hadnt dealt with yet.

I drove up and ran over 5 of the soldiers. This was probably an incredibly bad idea, seeing as i had 18 shots, enough for 9 kills, and there were 20 soldiers left. Every single soldier turned to me and i, being the absolute genius that i am, welded the front of one of the pistols shut with the laser baton, shot it off, and threw it into thei crowd of soldiers. It exploded, releasing a shockwave of energy and disabling the soldiers. I then used the baton to cut through the riot gear and kill the soldiers. I felt like a badass. That is until a mechanical looking wolf jumped at me and started trying to rip my face off.

The wolf was a frostwolf, except it had been placed into a mechanical frame and its teeth and claws had been replaced with lasers. I tried to bash it off of me with the baton but it just bit it in two. This gave me just enough time to grab an energy pistol and shoot the wolf. It kept trying to kill me amd i wasted a whole clip on it until suddenly, the dog started to levitate in the air and got thrown aside into a wall. I got up and was instantly frozen in place. Thats when.. she walked up.

Chapter 4

The she i am reffering to is ebony. A goth/punk wannabe with light blue tear shaped eyes and black hair with purple streaks. Shes a bitch whos mind got too powerful and now she can move things without touching them. Shes been chasing me for months. Not in a murderous way. Shes just obsessed with me. Ive tried to tell her im gay but she wont listen. And now im at her mercy.

She walked up to me and kissed me on the cheek. I hated it. She looked as if she was contemplating whether or not to free me when a pod came down from the sky and crushed her. Thank god. But i honestly wouldve rathered suffered at her hand than deal with what i had to deal with next...

Out of the pod came the warden. The goddamn warden from sector ⬽:➻. Last id seen him hed been in the same situation as ebony. Crushed to death under a pod. But this time, instead of being on my side, he was here to kill me. He was huge. Like seriously huge. He was at least 8 feet tall and shaped like gaston. Whos gaston? Nobody knows these days. But its basically a way to say "extremely buff and wide". Back to the story. The warden wasnt looking very good, considering the rotten skin, obviously quickly patched together face, and muscles hanging loose out of his skin. His rotting ruined body was held together by an exoskeleton of chromium-tungsten alloy. Nothing i had was gonna cut through that. I was gonna have to get creative here..

The warden had 2 weapons, both of them were his fists. Huge gauntlets that were each about the size of a cow. Definitely bigger than his previous set. They were a golden green metal i couldnt identify. But i didnt want to get hit with one to try and find out. I ran. I ran as fast i could run into the dmv and hid. I could hear the wardens footsteps. It was as if a small earthquake happened each time he took a step.

I peeked over the desk i was hiding behind and saw him punch through the 2 desks opposite to me. It took no effort and i couldve sworn i saw him smile. Obviously i didnt. Cause he didnt have a mouth anymore. But if he did, he definitely wouldve smiled. I took a shot to get his attention and ran off towards the wall. The warden was definitely faster than i expected.

Luckily i managed to dodge the blow by a centimeter. The metal smelled of decaying flesh and popcorn. The wardens blow punched a huge hole in the wall. I hope you see where im going with this.

I ran off to another wall and we repeated this same process a number of times until the building was barely still up. I ran out the doors and threw the baton at the last of the supports, cutting through it and causing the building to collapse in on the warden. He wasnt getting out of that. I decided to search the rubble to see if i could find anything worth taking. I found a new baton, a flame rifle and a few more energy pistols.

The flame rifle was a very interesting design. The sides were painted jet black with flame decals scattered about. You could feel the heat on the inside and it made the gun warm to the touch. Comfortable to hold. Other than that though, it looked like an old fashioned 8.59mm sniper rifle. It had 4 shots remaining, so id have to use it sparingly.

I grabbed some scrap materials out of the rubble to make a holster for it and put it on my back.

The energy pistols just dangled from a keychain. The baton was simply turned off and placed through a hole in the back pockets of my shorts. I ran to my motorcycle and drove off, i needed to find out more. I had questions, and i had a sneaking suspicion that i knew where to find the answers.

I drove off again, i was dirty and there was blood on me and my bike. I probably looked like a serial killer. But i knew that if anyone was still alive, itd be jayden. They were.. well. They were a vampire. They lived in a swampland area and wore sparkly rainbow shirts and a huge sunhat. The sunhat allowed them to go outside in the sun, and they only drank coconut water. They also had a crazy amount of weaponry and used to work at ergon, before being fired for stealing weaponry. By the way, if you havent noticed by now, im using they/them to refer to jayden. Jayden doesnt have a gender. Jayden.. is kind of my crush. It probably has something to do with the fact that theyre the only person on this planet who talks to me. Other than ebony.. but ebony is... not my type i guess. Anyways, back to jayden. Jayden was on the roof of their swamp shack drinking coconut water out of a wine glass. I yelled up at them and they fell off the roof onto my back. I guess i cushioned their fall. Jayden immediately said "What do you need dear" without waiting for me to stand up, and shattered the wine glass. I informed them of the situation and asked the questions i had. Things like "what are the ergon soldiers defences like on their ships" and "how did they reanimate the warden" they had answers.

Jayden told me about the new security measures that had been put in place since id last been on an ergon ship. There was now a code for each teleportation pod and the gaurds had doubled. As for the warden, it turns out jayden was actually the first test run in reanimation sciences, and couldnt answer me because they had been unconcious in a lab when the warden was reanimated. That explained the vampire undead thing. Jayden invited me into the shack where they pulled a nail out of the floorboards and it turned into a ramp to the basement. Down in the basement? Thats where jayden kept their weapons they stole. And boy oh boy were there some interesting ones.

One that immediately caught my attention was the big rocket launcher. It had 3 barrels and each was a different colour, indicating a different effect. One was red, one was yellow, and one was green. The red barrel fired a normal explosive rocket, the yellow barrel fired an electromagnetic pulse rocket, and the green barrel fired an acidic explosive. And the launcher shrunk down to the size of an energy pistol when a button was pressed. It gathered up dirt and dust and garbage around it from the back to quickly convert into ammo but the only downside is that it would be difficult to use more than once in an area.

Jayden picked out an old shotgun. At first i didnt understand why, but then they loaded the clip. The clip was a huge drum that loaded in the bottom of the barrel. The drum was see through and inside you could see sawblades lined up side by side. When they pumped the shotgun a blade got lifted into a slot between the 2 shotgun barrels and started glowing red. When the trigger was pulled, the blade spun at high speeds and fired out of the slot, spinning along the ground like a wheel. It could cut through anything a baton could cut through and seemed to almost follow its target. The gun itself looked like an DP-12, except behind the pump, a large clear drum full of sawblades was in place. The blade sat between the barrels in place of the iron sights and got heated up by an electrical circut.

I also took a laser sword instead of my baton, it was just like the one that [3825968] had, except this one was about an inch longer. The final weapon i took was an acid thrower. It was basically just a watergun with acid in it. Ive always been partial to acidic weapons. If youve heard my other story, youd know why..

Jayden also took a submachine gun that fired freezing rounds. The rounds were essentially glorified waterballoons with liquid nitrogen in them. Though the rounds were bullet sized, enough shots from it would certainly freeze you in place. The freeze gun was about the size of the average human head, and was painted navy blue with blue saphire stripes placed along it. We both left the shack, me with my sword and jayden with a wine glass. We were ready to kick ass and put a stop to this.

We left and immediately both got flung into some trees. Guess who it was. It was ebony. Her body had been found and reanimated. I was starting to see a pattern. And now we had to fight the telekinetic who could kill us with a wave of her hand.

She was levitating. Her eyes were glowing red and her hair was floating in the air. She had a smile of someone about to rip your arms off and beat you with them. I tried to take a shot at her but my hand got knocked aside by an invisible force. So i tried the next best thing. Seduction. Fake seduction. Hopefully the whole dying and coming back from the dead thing didnt make her stop being weirdly obsessed with me.

While i faked surrender and complimented ebony and attempted to seduce her, jayden took aim of their ice gun and shot a burst at ebonys right arm. The arm froze in place and shattered. Hopefully that would lower the strength of her telekinetic abilities. It did. But only by about half. Which meant jayden got thrown into the air as i tried to discreetly unholster my acid gun. It wasnt discreet enough and the gun was knocked from my hand.

The gun flew forwards and the impact of hitting the ground set it off for a second, just enough to spray an acidic burn through her arm. Incapacitating her. Jayden ended up sneaking up behind her and impaling her through the skull with the shattered end of their wine glass. Finally ebony was dead for good.

The acid gun was busted, so we had to leave it behind. We got onto my motorcycle and took off towards my apartment building. We would need food if we were going to be traveling. An apartment complex would probably be full of foods, and alot of dead people who wouldnt care if we took some stuff.

#writing #scifi #fantasy violence

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wolferals · 4 years

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🇪🇸ella es linda🇪🇸

finally fallin' chapter 2

<arón piper x reader>

(The spanish is all google translate, i wont take responsibility for mistakes)

chapter 2

„Hola" a tall, very handsome man with a silver hoop dangling from his ear and short brown hair spoke and got closer to the both of you.

His eyes were brown, light brown with a hint of green maybe. Plump, nice lips and a mole under his left eye.

He was wearing a loose blue polo shirt and some black jeans. Under the shirt you could see a silver necklace sparkling towards you.

You were startled by his appearance. He was really attractive to you and you had to do a lot not to start stuttering. „We talked before I think."

You shook his hand.

„Y/n, nice to meet you too."

He smiled brightly and gave you a long gaze before looking over to his friend.

It was quiet between you guys for a second until you broke the silence by saying:"Alright I wont bother you guys any longer, have a nice day you too."

Your „classmate" nodded and then asked:"Am I gonna see you in photography tomorrow?"

You nodded at him.

„Wait can I get your number so we can text each other if one of us is lost on campus or anything."

He laughed.

Excited you agreed and afterwards you put your number in his phone.

„Y/n ya?“ He asked as he read through it again.

„Yeah, and you?“

His friend Arón chuckled quietly and then replied for him:“His name is Itzan.“

Well at least now you knew his name.

„Alright.“ you laughed and pushed some hair out of your face.

„Okay see you tomorrow then." You put your phone back in your purse and said goodbye. „Hasta luego." He spoke as you slowly walked away, giving the tall handsome another glance, smiling.

He was really good looking, you'd already figured that and he seemed to be nice. He helped out his friend after all.

Since you had nothing else to do than get back to your place and unpack some last things that you hadnt gotten the chance to in the past week. Especially your clothes had to be sorted into your white wooden closet before they all got wrinkly and started to smell from your suitcases.

So you went on with it. After grabbing an apple you turned on some music and finally finished unpacking and decorating your place.

As you were about to turn on the tv and sat down on the bed you heard your laptop making a „ring" noise.

Email.

Who would send you an email nowadays?

You carefully grabbed your laptop, opened the mail service and started reading.

„Dear class,

I've had a good time today getting to know some of you and bringing you the fine arts of photography closer.

Due to the loose schedule we need to start soon with the practical work.

What I'd like you to do is, find yourself a group of other students in this course (2-4) and work on a photography series that expresses a certain feeling. The series should include 5 individual photographies that all somehow work together either in color moments, editing or background.

Find a nice location, take some shots and be creative with either photoshop or other photo editor programs.

You can be free in the choice of materials, if you'd like to use a professional camera, we can sort that out in our next class.

But using you phone would be enough for now.

I hope you're all having a wonderful day, see you in the next course.

Sandra Rodriguez"

Alright, you figured. No problem at all, you could ask Itzan if he wanted to work with you since he's the only person you've talked to so far. And it should be fun.

He was really handsome, maybe he'd be willing to be the model for this series.

He mustve gotten the email as well, so you decided to ask him the next day if he wanted to work on it with you.

So first things first, you wrote down some ideas you'd like to shoot and made some sketches on your iPad.

Afterwards you watched some shows for a while and then had a long phone call with one of your friends from back home.

You went to bed rather early this day just to feel good tomorrow for a rather long day. You had 4 different classes the next day. First course would be fine arts, starting at 9, then photography again and after that a class of media‘s. Then a 2 hour break and as a last class of the day you‘d have typography.

The class you were most excited about was media, you‘ve always wanted to design ads and stuff on medias.

And you were definitely going to talk to Itzan about the photography series project, but you were confident he‘ll say yes since he doesnt seem to be friends with anyone else yet.

*time skip to 2:45 next day*

„Hey.“ you greeted the dark haired boy who was sitting at a table in the middle of campus.

Itzan smiled at you. „Buenos dias.“

You smiled back and sat down next to him.

„How was your last class?“ You asked and took out the sandwich you had just bought.

Itzan leaned back and started telling you about his last informatics class that he already regretted taking.

„Aw man, i hope you can get out of it.“ you said with half your mouth full.

He nodded and replied:“Yeah i hope so too, how was yours?“

-„It was great! Media is fun, we were drawing some fruits on photoshop as a first practice.“

You guys kept on talking about your different classes until you decided it was time to brainstorm a bit for the photography project. Itzan actually had been the one to ask you if you wanted to work as a team which made you glad because that meant you didnt have to be awkward.

So first you showed him the ideas you had written down the previous night and he added some things he‘d like to do.

„Do you want to model this though?“ you laughed and looked up to him.

He gave you a disgusted look.

„No... Do I have to?“ he asked confused.

You started laughing from his reaction. „No you dont HAVE to, but i dont want to do it either.“

Just as he wanted to complain his phone rang.

„Its your boy.“ he grinned and picked up.

„Hola...“ he spoke into the phone and kept on speaking in Spanish so you didnt really understand.

„Maybe we could ask him!“ you suddenly exclaimed after thinking about it.

Itzan looked up to you and put the phone away from his ear for a second. „Arón?“ he asked.

You nodded.

He then laughed and seemed to actually ask Arón about it.

„He said no.“

You pouted and put your hand out to gesture you wanted the phone.

„Let me ask.“

Itzan grinned, said something to Arón and handed you the phone.

„Hey Arón.“ you spoke in your sweetest tone.

„I‘m not modeling for you.“ you heard his deep voice laugh.

„Come on, please, we need to do it and none of us wants to do it.“ you spoke and looked at Itzan who had just bitten into an apple.

„Y/n..“ you heard him sigh.

„Por favor.“

He started laughing. You immediately got concerned that he was laughing at your terrible Spanish pronunciation.

After a little bit of silence he answered:“Alright, when?“

You started cheering inside but just replied with a „ohh thank you, perfect!“

-„IF...“

he paused.

„You have to help me with something too.“

You waited for him to tell you what it was.

„Yeah what is it?“ you then asked since he didnt reply.

„Tell Itzan to give me your number, I‘ll text you tonight.“

You started smiling. A cute guy wanted something from you and said he‘d text you tonight.

„Will do! Thank you so much! Gracias.“

He laughed again and you symbolized Arón‘s approval by showing Itzan a thumbs up.

He grinned back at you.

„You‘re welcome, but i‘ll only do it if you help me with my project.“

-„Of course.“ you smiled and nodded. „Cant wait. Thanks, bye, ill give you back to Itzan.“

You heard him chuckle.

„Goodbye y/n.“

Smiling you handed the phone back and went back to eating your sandwich.

Itzan continued talking to Arón until looking at you for a second. He grinned and replied to Arón:“Lo se, ella es linda.“

#elite #aronpiper #cute #preference #omander #aronxreader #ander #preferences #smut #itzan escamilla

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rendevok · 4 years

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are you still working on plenty of fish in the sea? I love your art style and the story's so cute ^^

Hi, dear anon. Thank you so much, I'm glad you seemed to like that particular project! However, I regret to inform that i dont really intend to finish the story any longer. It HAS been a year now after all, so my style and interests have vastly changed.

Still, i do believe i owe it to those interested to explain the story as it would have played out (in fact i had a stream on instagram last month where i explained it some), so without further ado... here is the story of Plenty of Fish in the Sea...

The story had been organized into words & themes, as you may have noticed. So here is that list and then, my notes on the projected story that eventually devolve into my specific brand of storytelling and very poorly thought out (but cheesy) dialogue. Try your best not to judge me since it would have likely been altered and improved once i worked my way through it, and keep in mind i am 100% an amateur.

cover/prologue

drown/savior

waking up/scale

sighting/caught - (i made it this far in terms of finished/posted art!)

storm/plunge

marooned/together

wound/care

curious/weak

gift/open

missing/heart to heart

ship in the night/hostage

in knots/jailbreak

savior/drown (ll)

scale/waking up (ll) - ^these were intentional mirrors of the first 2 main parts

heart on a string

plenty of fish in the sea

Here are my notes that follow these themes:

The story with a prologue, wherein, a young Lance saves a young Keith from drowning, and Keith is left with the memory of a boy and a brilliantly colored scale

Ffwd to the future, Keith is a sailor (not a captain, sorry) who is secretly hunting this mer with the scales that are impossibly valuable (or so he’s been told his whole life). Sure being a pirate gets him some riches but nothing like what the whole tail of scales would! Keith is not truly sure why he’s spent so much of his life fixated on this scale, but he has. So he’s done everything in his power to learn about mer people (what little there is known) to be able to properly track down and capture this mer.

One stormy night he is disturbed from his slumber, called to the deck for help and soon enough he sees the cause for alarm - a mer has been caught in their nets while the storm tossed it about. And of course its not just any mer, it’s the mer. Keith, being Keith, does what he can in the moment - he attempts to cut the nets free of the ship (after all, this is HIS mer to catch), but not a moment after succeeding in his attempt, the sloshing throws him overboard, and soon enough, he falls prey to the violent crashing of waves, sending him into a chilly darkness.

When he awakens, he finds himself on a shore, and soon enough he realizes its an island - he is in fact, marooned. He does what he knows he should first- look for sources of fresh water and food. He has some luck with the food, though not so much with the water (that has him concerned but not entirely hopeless). In his wanderings about the island, he finds that he is not alone. The merman is there with him, which would be a curious thing, were it not for the nets he’s still tangled in and a wide gash across his back. He attempts to approach to appraise the damage more closely, but is met with the hostile hissing of the merman. Keith does his best to try and reason with him, but he simply does not want his help

However, Keith is not really one to let things be. Never has been. He finds his own food, and a small amount of water. He offers some to the mer (who has managed to untangle himself, though still very much injured) responding with only hisses and glares. Keith leaves the food within reach. This process continues for a day or so, before the mer finally gives in and accepts the food. Keith finally asks again if he can help. The mer declines.

So this continues- Keith offers what food he can, the mer picks what he wants and leaves the rest. After a week of this, the mer disappears from his spot, and Keith assumes he’s finally left, only he is met with the mer in a different shore of the island (the one he had been spending his nights)

Now that he is mobile he seems much happier (though maybe not 100% active). He talks with Keith, and Keith cant really do much about it. He asks him things about humans, showing much more interest in humans than his first impression let on. Keith has his own burning questions, but most of them stem from all that time convincing himself he wanted to find this very mer and skin him alive.... kinda hard to imagine doing when he’s becoming much more human. Lance (as he has finally given his name) finally admits he cannot leave because he is still recovering. He can fish for small kills around the island, but he cant leave and swim out in the open ocean just yet. Keith internally feels a stone drop in his stomach. If only he had such a positive future to look forward to.

One day, Keith brings Lance a handful of oysters to feast on, and during he finds none other than a pearl tucked in the muscle of his meal. He is less ecstatic than Keith, who offers how rare and precious they are to humans. Lance gives him the pearl, which he tucks away with the scale that he keeps tucked by his heart in a small container on a string. Keith smiles quite a bit after receiving this gift, and Lance is left to feel conflicting positive emotions over it.

One sunset, after a quiet day (from Lance, he hadnt been very talkative) Keith notices him resting over by some rocks, back turned to Keith. Keith approaches and before he can keep Keith from seeing, he sees Lance is playing with a blank spot in his scales. Keith knows just what is missing but he asks whats wrong anyway. Lance is nervous but he responds: He lost a scale. He was still very young, and he saved a human from drowning - something he was scolded for back then. Interacting with humans is forbidden, but Lance wasnt about to let some kid like him die. However, while not completely unheard of for mer, losing a scale so young was not a good thing. He often felt ashamed for that blank spot in his tail - a reminder that he was missing a piece of himself - and this was just one of those times. Keith sits close and offers his condolences, and continues to say that saving someone was very kind and heroic of him - he only wishes humans were so kind to him as child. He lived most of his life as an orphan, finding a mentor only to have him leave on a ship and never return. Lance is sad to hear this. He misses his family right now, sure, but he knows he will find his way back. He will never miss them like Keith misses his. Lance might have a missing scale, but its nothing compared to the love Keith has been missing nearly all his life.

And so, tied up in the depths of Sendak ship, Keith sits with his guilt. He got Lance caught by the most ruthless hunters out there and was helpless to do anything about it. And he... he thinks that he would rather see Lance free. He’s a person, and he cares more than anyone he has ever met. He has a family. His life is worth more than anything a king could offer for his scales. He’s irreplaceable - especially to Keith. But now.. there isn’t hope. He’s stuck, and probably falling for a merman whos about to get skinned alive. He sheds a tear, hoping beyond anything that Lance somehow manages to escape.

Not a moment later, someone bursts through the door: Shiro. Keith is shocked to say the least, as is Shiro, but there really isn’t much time to spare seeing as how he’s being broken out. Keith grabs his belongings from the corner and shuffles out with him to the deck, where they emerge into the fray. Keith can see that all the mer are being kept on deck in cages, and sets off, blazing a trail through the fighting to go and free them.

He breaks through every chain, telling the mer to leave as soon as they can, he finally makes his way to Lance, who had been set apart from the others. Its closer to sendak, who is crossing swords with shiro. He slices through the chain one last time, freeing Lance, who is startled and tries to speak, but before he can, keith is being affronted by Sendak. They lock swords, Keith pushed to the rail, barely holding off. Sendak suddenly hisses - lance has picked up a sword and swiped at the back of his legs. Keith thinks this is his moment to slip from this position, but before he can move, Sendak kicks the wind out of him, and sends him overboard. He crashes into the icy waves, quickly choking on the water and struggling to find which way is up. Slowly, he chokes, he sinks, and finally, he gives into the creeping darkness. He sees a faint flash before his vision fades to black and he loses consciousness. At least, he thinks, that Lance has a chance at freedom.

To say he is surprised he opens his eyes again is an understatement. The sun glares and makes his head ache, his lungs and throat are sore and raw from the seawater, breathing is painful, but he’s alive. The sun is suddenly not so bright, and when he tries to see why- Lance is above him blocking it out. It reminds him of when he had been saved before. Lance is saying his name and it’s like an angel calling to him.

“We’ve got to stop meeting like this.”

Lance makes a confused coo “I’m pretty sure the last time, you were the one to find me.”

Keith lets out a small laugh, which is painful, so he smiles instead. “I was the child you saved. Thats what i was trying to tell you before...”. When he looks at Lance, even in his tired state he can see the wheels turning in Lance’s head. Keith sits up, to face him better.

“I didn’t know for sure until you told me you saved a human all that time ago. If you’re not convinced, I think this should be convincing enough” and he pulls his little bottle out to let it display it’s contents: the pearl, and of course, a glimmering scale, it’s beauty only rivaled by the tail it once was a part of, sitting a few feet away.

“You-”

Keith opens the bottle, and takes it out, to hold and admire in his open palm.

“For a long time, this was my only belonging. People tried to take it, to buy it from me. They told me it was worth more money than i could ever imagine, but... I could never bring myself to sell it.” He looks up then to see Lance stunned into silence. Keith smiles, in a sorrowful sort of understanding. “I’m glad I didn’t.”

He then holds his hand out to Lance, offering him the scale he said was like a missing piece of him.

Lance lifts shaky hands and settles them on Keith’s one, not touching the scale. Keith continues:

“Thank you, Lance. For saving me then, and now.”

After a long moment of silence between them (the shushing of the beach hardly audible) Lance finally speaks.

“I never thought I’d see this again,” he speaks quietly, as he stares down at his scale in Keith’s hand. “But knowing that you found it, cherished it, took care of it, and kept it safe.... I know it’s where it belongs.”

Lance gently closes Keith’s palm around the scale and kisses his knuckles. “Keep it,” Lance looks up, and when he looks into Keith’s eyes, its like he can feel his heart and soul pouring out, “and promise me you’ll think of me every once in a while.” Lance smiles rather sadly.

Gaze flicking back to his hand, where the scale lies, Keith’s heart flutters at the implication behind his action, but stutters at the thought of Lance going away forever (as the words seemed to imply). He takes a deep breath, looks back into Lance’s eyes, their depths calling to him, as though this is the only moment he will ever have to express himself. Maybe it is. His hand reaches up to caress his face, and hold his gaze.

“You’ve saved me from drowning twice. I could hardly manage to forget you before I really even knew you. I’ve been looking for you for what feels like my whole life, and now that I’ve found you... you think i could somehow manage to not think of you every day?” Keith leans in, and kisses his cheek.

“I’ll always have a piece of you here,” he brings his closed fist to his chest, “right by my heart. I am the one who should ask to be remembered.”

“Though...” his thoughts trail as he looks down at Lance’s lips, “I selfishly wish I wouldn’t have to.” Lance breaks his stunned silence, hand coming up to hold Keith’s on his cheek. “Keith....”

Keith lets out a small pained laugh as his heart constricts, removing his hand to help replace the scale to its place in the bottle, and around his neck. He looks at it fondly and softly speaks, “There is this saying we have - about finding love - ‘There are plenty of fish in the sea’ -and it’s true. There are plenty of people I could learn to love, but... the one I want is you.”

The relief Lance feels upon hearing this has his heart swelling, pushing him forward to crash their lips together. Keith is startled at first, but quickly melts into the kiss, moving to wrap his arms around Lance’s neck. They kiss until Keith feels like he’s drowning again, though this time he’s not opposed to it.

And THAT, dear anon, is why you should never be afraid to ask questions. I hope this maybe gave you a little peace, a laugh, something to stir your little klancer heart.

#klance #mer!lance #POFITS #lance mcclain #keith kogane #please do not judge me i just want to repent for leavin yall hangin #fvld #asks #anonymous #long post #god im so sorry i literally do NOT know how to add the text break on mobile #is that even a thing anymore??? i’m no longer in touch with the tumbles

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I entered 2020 with high hopes and expectations after experiencing the biggest confidence knock of my life. I decided to stay positive and think of all the things I would do this year to prove people wrong and to make myself proud. The year started off with some amazing celebrations and hard work. Being eighteen was amazing and my life was about to begin. Then whispers started emerging bout ghosts I had left in the year prior, rumours and speculation tinted my rose tinted glasses black until I had lost a friend (to what I still couldn’t tell you) and the confidence ceased to exist again. But my amazing family and friends built me up once again.

Until the 18th March. The day the earth stood still in my eyes. Everything I had spent the last 5 years working towards, all my goals and aspirations shattered. The one thing I wanted to leave this year feeling was proud and that was stripped away from me alongside my exams. Then as we entered this alternative universe and me and my friends suddenly because keyworkers and our parents stayed at home, I became adjusted to this new norm whilst tackling my own demons simultaneously. We stood outside every Thursday hoping to clap the virus away. We kept our distance and we washed our hands.

Throughout all this I had been spending months away from the love of my life and zoom calling my friends twice a week. We were all determined to stay connected even when we couldn’t physically. But it hurt and it was hard, but the fact that everyone was doing it made it that bit easier.

Fast forward a few boring months and we hit summer. The summer, the time of growth and memories. Laughter, sun, long nights and sweaty days. We were finally allowed out and I was so desperate to feel the arms of the most important person in my life around me. I longed for the touch of familiarity, something that would make this all feel like some bad dream. But when I felt that touch it was presented with coldness, but because of the summer sun I couldn’t feel it. Maybe I chose to ignore it, or it was a subtle breeze, but it marked the breakdown of something I thought was indestructible.

3rd July. A day I had felt myself again, with the girls being as stupid as always until at around 10pm my world fell apart. What felt like home had combusted into flames and as I ran towards the fire to salvage anything left, he told me he had made his mind. My role in this was obsolete. I had no say. So I spent the summer months wasting away in my room asking myself “what went wrong?”. I doubted every essence of my being until I was my worst enemy. Food repulsed me, water made me feel sick. I just wanted to physically waste away until my body matched the state of my mind. The love and devotion I had, and still have is relentless and trust me I know it’s pathetic, I’m the first one to point it out. But when you build up a future with someone it’s hard to just let it all slip away.

13th August. Now I didn’t think the government could find anymore ways to fuck us over this year but they found a way to roll me over and fuck me sideways with my grades. Fortunately, I was able to get into Manchester and do the degree I wanted but at this point I didn’t want it anymore. I had no passion, no drive and with everything that had happened I wasn’t ready for change. In a world that stood still for 3 months the change in pace scared me so much. But we did it. We moved 175 miles away to Manchester and it was up there with the hardest things I’ve done but I did it. But then I hated it. The course wasn’t what I’d expected, I was still heartbroken and just didn’t like the change. I stuck it out, and by November this place began to feel like home. By my birthday I found myself smiling without faking it, the pressure on my shoulders lifted, maybe thing had finally gotten better.

No.

They hadn’t.

On 24th November at 7:26am I received a call from my mother saying that my grandad had passed away, alone in the ICU. I couldn’t do anything. I was stuck in my room, alone. I couldn’t help my mum, my sister, my grandma. The man who had kept the family together all these years was now gone and everyone was so lost. My mum had to condole my grandma and tell her repeatedly that her partner of 68 years wasn’t there anymore, and I couldn’t do anything to help. It makes me feel sick but I had a gut feeling this was going to happen, it was 2020 after all. Once my mum told me he was having a hip operation, my stomach dropped and I just knew it wouldn’t go well. But nonetheless I thought positively thinking that it was just me being pessimistic. It wasn’t. By the time that was over I thought that I could go home and celebrate Christmas in peace, the year had taken enough hadnt it?

But it’s was nowhere near the end of it. I come home and my best friend, my world and my soulmate had lost crazy amount of weight and gets ill. My baby girl Ayley (yes she’s a cat, and what) is wasting away, but she’s a fighter and I know she’ll carry on, she always has. But I woke up this morning and my stomach dropped and I just knew. My best friend of over 15 years passed away this morning and heartbreak doesn’t even cover it. People always rant and rave about dogs being mans best friend, which I’m sure they are. But the connection I had with that cat is something I could never explain. We were like 2 peas in a pod and she will always remain in my heart. She knew when I was in a depressive state and wouldn’t leave my side when I was like that. She had so much personality and charisma and anyone who met her really was truly blessed.

There is 2 weeks left of this year and I can’t lie, I’m terrified. This year had knocked so much out of me, I really do look in the mirror and don’t recognise myself anymore. I don’t know who I am. I feel so lost and hollow these days and to be honest don’t see the point in a lot of things. I haven’t made myself proud this year and I haven’t proven anyone wrong. This year has taken so much, I don’t know what I can give back anymore. I am so scared to get attached or make commitments now because what if they just walk out or leave too. 2020 has been a tough year for everyone I know, and I am so proud of so many people I know for achieving and getting through the things the have. 2020 has won this year, because I have nothing else to give.

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