Maybe It Isn't
from @jegulus-microfic's prompt, smoke (525 words)
hmmmm, what to say, what to say. idk i'm proud of the story but not too proud of the writing here. we shall see how it holds up. i basically never write anything even remotely close to canon lol so. anyway CW: death, implied murder
“Avada Kedavra!” he hears. And no, no it can’t be. There were only two Order members fighting him and Bellatrix. The chances that he’s still alive are slim. Regulus pulls off his mask, coughing as the surrounding smoke fills his lungs. He looks around but he can’t see another person anywhere, the air too thick. Then he hears the maniacal laughter. No. No, absolutely not.
Regulus tears off through the smoke, tripping over stones here and there and catching himself. The tripping and the smoke don’t even register to his senses anymore. He’s consumed with sheer terror. As the shrieking laughter grows louder, Regulus sees two figures emerge. One is crumpled on the ground, lifeless. Regulus freezes. If it’s him…
He can’t even bear the thought. His wand falls to the ground and his skin goes white. Then the figure turns around. The laughter cuts off instantly.
“Fuck,” the voice says, looking at Regulus staring at the lifeless body. “Reg, I’m so sorry I-” All the air rushes back into Regulus’ lungs as he recognizes the voice of James Potter talking to him. The body on the ground is Bellatrix. He immediately falls to the ground sobbing. He’s okay. His James is okay. And he just killed his cousin. Regulus could not give less of a fuck about Bellatrix’s death. Not when James is right here.
“Reg, oh my god. She just came at me and-”
“Shut the fuck up, idiot,” Regulus hiccups through his crying. And James shuts his mouth. Regulus pushes himself up to stand, rushing forward and throwing himself into James’ arms. James seems startled at first, but he quickly wraps his arms around Regulus and holds him tight. This is where he was meant to be, how could he ever forget? “You’re alive,” he chokes. James moves his hands to Regulus’ cheeks and pulls his face back so their eyes meet.
“Merlin, I’ve missed you,” he says. The scrutiny of James’ eyes scanning his face makes Regulus squirm, but James doesn’t seem displeased in the slightest by whatever he finds.
“I rather fucked everything up didn’t I?” Regulus asks, looking away. James pulls him right back to look at him.
“It’s never too late, Regulus.”
“It isn’t?” Regulus asks, searching James’ face for the lie, but there is none. And oh, how he missed looking at James’ face. How he missed being here, in his arms, and just being close to him.
“No,” James smiles. He presses a light kiss to Regulus’ forehead. “And I’ve never stopped loving you. Not for a second.” Those simple words reignite the spark in Regulus he thought had died long ago. That of passion, of love, of all the things that made him him before they were stripped away. Maybe James is right. Maybe it isn’t too late.
He takes a chance, and kisses James. And the way James can’t stop smiling into it, and the way he picks Regulus up to twirl him around makes him believe that he still has a chance to make things right.
The smoke still surrounds them, but Regulus can’t even see it in the presence of James’ light.
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ever so often i think about yuri souyo (souyuri?) with bodyguards post and im like so true op. Cuz like. Maybe fem!yosuke (sticking with same name cuz im dumb) is like the popular model for JUNES corp, so some bodyguards are hired to ward away creepy fans
Bodyguards are the investigation team. but split in half for fem!yu as well :>
maybe on yosuke's side it's yukiko, naoto and teddie as her bodyguards. meanwhile on yu's side it's rise, chie and kanji. insane, i know
i think when yu comes to town, yukiko catches wind that one of her old friends (kanji) are in the same area and of course yosuke meddles around a bit and says "let's go meet your friend :3"
the 3 of them then meet up with yu and the bodyguard trio and yu immediately forms a small crush on yosuke that slowly turns into a mega fat one when they click. and then yu turns into this sighing lovesick mess after yosuke leaves (and falls but at least theres no wounds)
meanwhile yosuke is over here after leaving going "fuck fuck fuck why is she so pretty. it's fine to think other girls are pretty right. totally normal. yeah yu is hot and that's totally friendship thoughts. from a platonic standpoint. i would date her- wait isn't that going a bit too far? nah it'll be like a date! for friends. friendship date. yessss. i want to kiss her. friendship kiss."
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Hihihihhihi can I please join with Deku and prompt 56? Have fun!!
lunaaa!!! <3333 of course you can!
with number 56 you got: “You owe me a kiss.”
which just gives infinite scenarios, doesn't it? very fluffy for my very own fluff-specialist <!!!33333 it's 818 words and no real warnings!
send me an ask with a random number between 1-210 and a character and i’ll write you a little story!
When you get home from work, you’re exhausted to the bones. It’s been some rough weeks, the office demanding more and more menial tasks that doesn’t require much effort per say, but when they pile up, they drain the will out of you.
You don’t expect Midoriya to be home when you toe off your shoes by the entrance, so when you hear something being dropped on the floor from the kitchen, your breath instantly hitches and you freeze for a few seconds, straining your ears to hear if there really is someone there or not. You hear steps and something being placed back on the kitchen counter. You mentally go through the exercises that Midoriya has taught you. Dating the number one hero comes with dangerous side-effects and while your address is hidden, you’d never underestimate the cunning of villains. You silently reach for your purse you placed by the dresser, reaching for the pepper spray lodged in there somewhere before you toe your way through the hallway and into the kitchen, more tense than you’ve been in a while.
So when you turn the corner and see none other than your boyfriend whipping something in a bowl, you groan out loud to release the tension. He whips around with one of his bright smiles plastered to his face – together with flour and something sticky. You bend down with your arms resting on your legs, trying to laugh out the fear.
He worries instantly, “what’s wrong?” he asks as he hurries to put the bowl on the counter and come to you. You shake your head and lift your right arm to show him the spray, “I thought we had an intruder. I thought you’d be at work until midnight.”
He coos at you as he runs a hand through your hair, massaging your scalp, “I’m sorry for startling you. I must’ve forgotten to send you a text.”
He goes back to the batter on the counter and you follow, “what are you doing?”
“I’m making some chocolate-chip cookies. Kacchan showed me this really easy recipe!” he’s beaming proudly but the kitchen is a big mess and the batter in his arms doesn’t seem to entirely cooperate with him. You laugh, “did you pre-heat the oven?”
It’s something he always forgets. A mumbled “shit” lets you know he did it again and you laugh as you reach over to turn it on, taking out the tray so he can prepare the cookies on that. Silently, you start helping him, tidying up as you go around, handing him the ingredients he asks for and preparing a big pot of coffee.
“So,” you begin and out of your peripheral vision you see him freeze by the tray, a glop of batter dripping haphazardly between his hands and the baking paper. “What made you come home early to make cookies?”
He winces, “is it really that out of character for me?” he counters you and you laugh at him, resting your hip against the counter, crossing your arms, “Izuku, you didn’t become the number one hero because of your interest in baking, so… out with it.”
He leans back up, his full height and bulk seeming so big in the tiny kitchen of yours. He scratches the back of his neck but you see the regret in his eyes the instant he feels the dough catch in his nape hairs. You snort at him but await his explanation.
“I wanted to do something nice for you.”
Your expression softens at his confession but you can’t help but raise your eyebrow with a teasing glint, “making me help you clean up here is nice?”
He knows you’re making a lighthearted joke and that you technically don’t mind organizing after his tornado of a mess (he also argues in his mind that he’d happily have done it himself before you got home, but this is actually the third batch he’s been trying to make so time ran from him) but it still sits badly with him that he wants to help you feel better and unload some stress but instead makes you work. You near him and let your hands travel over his arms up to his shoulders, “I like seeing my strong hero in the kitchen though. My apron suits you, Handsome.”
He blushes at your flirting banter. It’s amazing, how you’ve been together for almost seven years but he still can’t look you in the eye when you compliment him.
“But this help doesn’t come free, you know.” You argue and he looks at you with confusion written all over him. You smile triumphantly, “you owe me a kiss.”
He chuckles at your request before he wraps his arms around you, careful not to let his hands touch and ruin your clothes with batter, “how about two?”
You smile and lean up closer, squeezing his shoulders, “we can do that.”
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Hahaha, I finally got a screenshot of Zonovo getting cornered by the scorpion!! He's so silly, I love him.
Hazrov is completely unbothered, listening to her friend panic. Tea is more important than making sure Zonovo doesn't hyperventilate anyway.
Zonovo only knows two ways to talk to kids. It's either "Oh, wow, ballons? :D That's so cool! Do you have a favourite colour, too? :D" or "Yes, but you have to understand that the discrimination faced by Yttakin is different to the discrimination faced by Impids, but that both are serious problems that need to be dealt with as soon as possible..."
Of course she likes his beard! She puts flowers in it every morning before he goes fishing so he knows how much she loves him. <3
Need to get a mod to let hair show under hats. Bald Albina threw me for a loop, not gonna lie.
And here we are. The end is in sight. I think with a combination of advanced weaponry, some helpful allies, and some very powerful psycasts, we can hold out until the ship reactor is ready.
... I'm going to have to draw so much fighting over the next few days, aren't I?
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