#he growed everywhere but his ears dissapeared

[littlelightfish]

Where my ears

#i love #that his main concern is mainly that he doesnt have big ass ears anymore #does his head feels lighter? #he growed everywhere but his ears dissapeared #does this mean that among half-foots he doesn't have big ears? #because his ears here seem preety... small #idk #ramblings #chilchuck tims #chilchuck #dungeon meshi #dungeon meshi spoilers #? #my shit

[messylustt]

heyy can i req teaching ethan how to pleasure women? and he’s veeeery good at it i think he would come just at the sight

omg omg omg omg

good boy — ethan landry + reader ( scream ) : showing ethan how to pleasure woman

contents : pussy drunk ethan. female oral. fingering. slight overstimulation. wc 1.0k

You grab Ethan’s hair, tilting his head up. He’s kneeled in front, his hands either side of your legs. His eyes are big as he stares at you, his breathing heavy and waiting.

You spread your legs wider making Ethan’s gaze shoot down. His breathing picks up as he stares at your pussy. You tilt his chin up getting his attention again. “I’ll tell you how, okay?” You ask, slightly massaging his scalp.

His eyes slightly flutter at the feeling before he nods. “You can touch me.” You say as his hand slides across your thigh. “Just run your fingers over it.”

You run your fingers through his hair as his finger reaches your soaked pussy. “That’s it.” You praise, as Ethan experimentally spreads your wetness around. He switches between watching your pussy and your face.

He begins to grow a fraction bolder as your breathing stutters everytime he drags his finger over your clit. Catching the small sounds leaving your lips he repeatedly goes over it, watching your expression.

Your grip has tightened around his curls as he now switches to his thumb, just flicking and playing with your clit. A smile has edged his lips as the sounds of your pleasure fills his ears. "Then..." you breathe, gulping. "Then you can push a finger in." You say just as his thumb grazes over your hole.

Ethan spreads your lips wider to allow him a better veiw, making the cold air hit your hot pussy. You shiver, your stomach slightly contracting as Ethan's warm breath fans over you. "Ethan?" You ask in reference to your instruction.

"I just wanted to see." Ethan replies, his tone dazed. You watch as he licks his lips, before he inserts one finger. You clench around him, making him glance in at your face. "You feel so tight." He breathes. A breathy noise escapes you at his unintentional compliment.

"Like this?" Ethan asks, beginning to pull his finger in and out of you.

"Y-yes. Very good." You say, as he watches his finger dissapear inside you. His cock is rock hard in his pants, but he refrains from touching himself because he wanted to know how to get more of your pretty little expressions with his fingers.

"Don't girls usually use two?" He asks, as he teases his second finger along your hole.

Your chest is heaving. "Yeah. It fills us up more."

Ethan liked the sound of the that, so he quickly pushed his second finger in with his first. "Shit." You mutter, as one of your hands clenches around the duvet.

Ethan shifts closer to your pussy, as he fingers you. "You can go quicker." You gulp out.

Ethan is soon expertly hitting your g-spot, as he listens to the whining moans your making. He places one hand on your thigh, as he curls his fingers, trying to reach the spot that makes your mouth hang open better. "God, Ethan. Your a fast learner."

Ethan grins, continuning to watch your pussy eating his fingers. "I want to do more." Ethan lowly states.

Your breathing stutters at his words, your orgasm nearing. "J-just keep doing that."

But Ethan really did want to do more, so he pulls his fingers out, making you whine at the loss of contact. “What-"

Ethan holds your thighs, spreading you even wider as he pulls you towards his awaiting mouth. He's then placing his entire tongue against your pussy. With your almost orgasm near you squirm, yoru clit painfully engorged.

"How do I lick you?" Ethan asks. "Or should I just try to figure it out?" In response to his own words he flicks your clit with the tip of his tongue, before he's just kitten licking everywhere he can. Soon your taste is nearly dripping off his tongue, but he doesn't stop, beginning to kiss you as if this were your other lips.

His lips would close around your clit, as his tongue would poke out, circling. Your back acrched, as a moan escapes you. "Shit, Ethan. I thought you'd never done this before." You half whimper out.

Ethan grins against your pussy. "I haven't." Each syllable hits your core, making your whole body buzz. "Then why..." You can't even finish your sentence as Ethan sucks, his teeth slightly grazing across yoru clit. "I just like how you taste." He replies innocently. "So, so sweet." He whispers, as his breath hits your weeping hole.

"Can I do the same as I did with my fingers?" Ethan asks.

"Please." You shamefully moan out.

He smiles, satisfied before he's pushing his wet tongue inside you. Your hand tightens around his hair, as you hold him even closer to you. "Ethan—oh, fuck."

"Is that good?" Ethan mumbles, as he tightens his hold on your thighs, beginning to thrust his tongue into you.

"So good...so—shit." You graon out, as you begin to slightly grind into his face, your orgasm nearing again.

You clench your fist in his curls. "Don't stop��oh god, pelase don't stop." You say, worried he would like he did before.

"Oh, I'm not stopping." Ethan groans. He hasn't even touched his cock and it feels like he's going to burst. "I'm never stopping." He whispers against your pussy.

In response to his dark tone you shudder, your orgasm riding through you. You moan, eyes rolling at the intense feeling. Your chest is erraticly heaving as you slowly come down from your high.

You go to usher Ethan away, but he quickly holds you down by your thighs, as he keeps you wide and open for him. "What are you-"

Ethan kitten licks your sensitive pussy, making you jolt. "Ethan-" You harshly breath. "I-i'm sore—and sensitive."

But Ethan doesn't back away, continuing to kiss your pussy. "I told you." He says, his lustful eyes focused on your pussy, before he glances up from between your legs. "I'm never stopping."

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[haileyywrites]

-> After a grueling battle with demons Xiao's karmic debt almost finally claims him once again. This time he isn't saved by the god of geo, but by an unknown divine entity or person...

-> Xiao x Gn reader!

-> They/them or simply "you" used - no gender specified for reader! Warning for Xiao's karmic debt! Pretty angsty! Reader is basically a divine creature or a god - you'll see! Might not be lore accurate - this is simply for fun and for your reading pleasure <3

The all too familiar scent of blood fills his lungs, the iron like smell was too strong to ignore and he was too weak to do anything but fall onto his knees. Xiao's grip was still tight around his polearm, but he was too weak to use it as a crutch to move. The once simple task of getting up seemed like an impossibility... The only sound filling his ears was his own heavy breathing and panting - despite how much air filled his lungs over and over, he couldn't breathe or catch his breath.

He could feel it - his karmic debt calling, slowly coming to claim him as he was too weak out to resist it. This is where he would finally succumb to it after hundreds of years of fighting and service to the Geo Archon, protecting the people of Liyue - trying his best to do some good... his time had come. All colour faded from around him as the souls of the damned greedily grabbed a hold of him with their cursed hands and without much resistance from him. He was just too tired of fighting...

Their cursed hands held him in place as their claw like nails digged into his pale skin, despite how sharp and deep they sank. Blood tickled down from some of the wounds they created as sweat rolled down his forehead dampening his hair and making it stick to it. He could barely feel the pain from it anymore, the only thing he felt was numbness... He wouldn't be able to fight against them even if he wanted to, and he wasn't sure if he did. The damned lifted him from the ground to hold him up, the painful ache from their grip was finally surfacing.

He closed his eyes in preparation. Soon he would be greeted by the familiar sight of his friends - his family. Bosacius, Indarias, Bonanus and Menogias... He would finally see them again, if he was fortunate enough to earn that. It was high time, the Yaksha's and the Adepti were all but extinct, yet he still remained as one of the last on both sides as if stuck in the past while the world forgot and moved on... Perhaps he had done enough good to redeem his cursed soul and be allowed rest.

Suddenly a blinding white light spread everywhere around him, his eyes shut tightly as the damned shrieked in pain or horror and quickly dissapeared. Without them holding him he simply fell forwards and down. He was caught by someone before he could make contact with the ground - the one who got rid of the damned souls and their hold on him, you. He couldn't open his eyes due to the brightness and even if he could he couldn't see anything due to it.

It seemed he was once again saved from his inevitable fate from the hands of his karma and the damned souls that cravedhis corrupted soul. They wouldn't go away no matter how many times he evaded them, but right now he could feel their effects leaving his body with your presence... Your presence felt so familiar and yet so entirely foreign to him, a strange feeling - but somehow he felt safe with you around and holding him.

Slowly the light died down around him and he was able to open his sharp golden eyes to peer around his surroundings. It was the same field that had been filled with corpses of demons he had purged before being overwhelmed by his karma, it had been painted red with their blood and his - but now it was a field of lush green grass and blooming flowers. He had to look for some time to comprehend it was truly the same place, as nothing was growing there then. Even the grass had been dry and brown when he had arrived...

He turned his head to face his savior - half expecting them to be Rex Lapis, but no. You wore all white clothing with a veil covering your hair and a mask completely covering your features. The mask was painted white with fine and subtle, yet intricate details littering it. The whole outfit you wore prevented him from figuring out your identity. Every detail outside of your skin colour hidden, which didn't tell him much anyway. The large full moon rose like a halo behind you, making you look more ethereal to him than you already were with your almost entirely white outfit.

He continued to stare at you in confusion, but was unable to form any words to question or thank you for your deed - but did he even truly feel grateful? He had cheated death more than once now, there was sure to be consequences of some sort for it. He couldn't keep evading and escaping it over and over until the end of time... But just who were you to be able to save him in the first place and scare off the damned without them fighting back? Why would you do it even if you were able to? You didn't know him... so why?

Question after question entered his head and the more he thought about it the more confused he became. He was already weak and worn, it would be best for him to rest. He really doubted you would harm him if he let his body rest like this for some time, after all that trouble it was likely not worth it for them to hurt him... Still, it had been a long while since he was able to trust someone like this. Even if it was logical, it was still a big deal for him to trust another while he rested.

Your arms were comfortable to lay in. He felt safe and protected while in your embrace in a way he hadn't before... It was terrifyingly easy for him to let down his guard when in your presence. You hadn't said a word during the entire time and he didn't have the slightest idea of what you looked like, yet the faint feeling of familiarity grew the more he stared at your mask covered face. He couldn't place it, but he would figure it out once he had rested.

When he finally closed his eyes again he dreamt of his friends... They were more like memories, but he was aware of that fact and they weren't, but he wasn't complaining. He would mind living in these memories when he needed to rest, it was much better than the dreams he would otherwise get. The other reason he often didn't sleep was because his karma would give him terrible dreams and left him vulnerable to it with no supervision. But this dream was surely done by you, or caused by your presence - it had to be. Everything about you was a mystery that became more confusing and complicated the more he learned...

When he awoke it was the next day and the sun had began rising from the horizon. The mysterious figure in white was gone from his side with no signs of their whereabouts... He would have thought it all a dream had his wounds and marks from the damned littered his body like they had appeared, he was also laying on the soft fresh grass that had appeared when you did. The question was, where had you gone and who were you? A question not easily answered...

What he had witnessed yesterday day couldn't have been done by a mortal - not even someone with a vision, so his only option was to ask Rex Lapis for help. He if anyone would know something about you, he was the longest living being he knew and was incredibly knowledgeable in a verity of fields and he was apart of the Seven Gods, it was likely he would know of the other kinds of gods that existed. Normally he wouldn't bother the Geo Archon with such things, but this felt important enough, perhaps too important to not ask for his help.

“A mysterious person dressed in all white clothing with a feature covering mask...” The former Archon repeated to himself deep in thought.

His eyes moved from side to side as he tried to remember if he had ever heard of encountered someone like that... A thought crossed his mind and his eyes widened in what appeared to be shock or realization, his face quickly became more serious before he turned towards the Yaksha.

“Hmm. It appears you might have truly been saved by a god of some kind. Though I thought none still existed outside of the Seven...” He kept thinking with his hands crossed.

It was quite a lot to take in and required some thought for them both of them. If one god or divine being like one still existed outside of the remaining Seven, surely there could or even would be others. That raised a lot of possibilities and questions that they currently had no answers for. Strange that this was the first time Zhongli had ever heard of such encounter and it was told by Xiao of all people, interesting...

Zhongli was no longer an Archon but he would very much like to meet you, the only question was how that would be arranged. Neither of them had any way to contact or identify you, so it would be left up to fate or you yourself showing up. Until then everything would continue as normal, Xiao had already healed and was able to continue his duties of warding off demons. He was more mindful of his limits and the effects of his karma, but a part of him was curious if you would show up like you did if he got overwhelmed again...

It was a stupid thought, but you hadn't left his thoughts since the fay you had met. Every time he wasn't fighting he was thinking about you and that feeling your presence caused, it was addicting in a way... The complete safety you had made him feel was something he didn't realize he had craved for and he still didn't know how react to it. Perhaps he was glad you had saved him that night after all - a pity he wasn't able to tell you that then or even now.

Xiao's gaze rose to the moon above him, it shone more brightly than previous nights and reminded him of you. The way the moon had risen behind you had been imprinted in his brain and made him associate you with the moon. Suddenly the familiar sight of pure white clothing caught his eye. He almost got whiplash from how fast he turned his head to follow the sight, and indeed it was you. You stood some distance away from him as you stared at him in silence. His mouth became agape from the shocking sight of you and he didn't know what to do but stare back. He heard your faint chuckle from beneath the mask you wore...

He watched like a hawk as your hand moved slowly upwards to hold the bottom of your beautifully decorated mask. It felt agonizingly slow as you began moving it away from your face, uncovering your features from beneath it. The Yaksha's breath hitched as your face was slowly revealed inch by inch right before his eyes and he could do nothing but stare intensly at you the more you revealed until finally there was nothing left to uncover.

“I didn't get to introduce myself last time. Hello, Conqueror of Demons.” You smiled.

A/N: Happy 2023 everyone! Let's start this new year by showing our love to our favorite anemo yaksha <3

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[flamingo-writes]

Zoro x reader! They've been traveling companions for a year before they met Luffy and became pirates, so they're close to each other. S/O fell in love with Zoro but he rejects her, so they stayed as close friends. Then, after 2 years passed, S/O is still friendly to him and the others but seemingly moved on while Zoro's love for her grow, and while he was still ambitious towards his dream, he felt so lonely as he watched S/O move on, even if she's happier than before.

Hello!! I’m so sorry for the late response!! 

From the moment I read this request, I fell in love with it!! It took me a while to write it, but here it is!! Let’s go! (I slipped a bit of Law x Reader to add to the angst, I hope you don´t mind XD) 

Word count: 1.6K

Warnings: angst

Posted: 06.05.2020

Unique Kind of Pain — Zoro x Reader / Law x Reader

It didn’t matter how much time Zoro spent training, it never seemed to be enough. As soon as he got down from the crow's nest, and he saw you there, it instantly hurt. Almost as if someone poked his heart with a needle, it stung. Constantly. His decisions haunted him, and were slowly carving a whole in his chest. 

The sight of you was unbearable. And it pained him. Seeing his best friend should not hurt this much. And yet, the weight of his mistakes seemed to follow you everywhere. Your smile, the warmth of your skin, the sound of your voice. Oh, the sound of your voice when you called his name. 

“Zoro! Come see this! Look what Ussop did!” 

That same gentle voice that had been calling his name for several years now. He remembered he sometimes found it annoying. The way your voice pronounced his name when you were angry. The concern, when he got injured. The annoyance when you got lost and were looking for him. Back then, he disliked the ways your voice called his name. But now, each and every single time you called his name felt like a cursed blessing. 

He wiped his face with the towel, as sweat kept falling from the intense training. His heart shrunk at the sight of your smile, your eyes reflecting fascination at Ussop’s newest project. 

“You’re amazing, Ussop” 

“Thanks, [Name]!” Ussop giggled. 

He could hardly concentrate on Ussop's new additions to his slingshot, as he was distracted by you. Your smile radiating fascination as it shone all the way into your eyes. The sweet smell of your hair that now haunted him in his sleep. 

Over time, as his feelings for you grew and grew, things got worse. Little by little. It hurt. But it wasn't so bad. Not yet at least. 

At least not until the whole Dressrosa chaos was over. In Punk Hazard, Zoro could tell Law was being particularly friendly towards you. But he could easily ignore that. God knows what happened in Dressrosa. For a fair amount of time, you stuck with him, fighting side by side. And suddenly, you were gone. 

Back in the Sunny after whatever shit show Fujitora tried to pull before you left. Everyone was on the ship and it was only you who was missing. Zoro's heart was in his throat, wondering if you were alive. 

A series of conflicting feelings overwhelmed him at once when you ran across the deck and jumped into the ship. A cheeky laugh escaped your breathless lips as you apologized to your crewmates. As your eyes scanned the Sunny, they stopped when you saw Trafalgar Law, rather weak, sitting on the grass.

"Law!" You sprinted one last time towards him. 

Falling in your knees as you slid a few feet, colliding with the doctor and wrapping your arms around Law. 

"Oh god, you're fine!" You said breaking the hug and looking at him. "Your arm! You got it back" 

"Yeah. I was not going to lose my arm. Fuck that" He chuckled "You dissapeared, I was worried" 

"I went looking for Luffy...sorry" 

"It's okay, you're fine and you're here" One of his long hands brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, lingering on your cheek as you leaned into his touch, looking into his grey eyes. 

The whole scene, while for most of the strawhats looked rather adorable, for Zoro ir was unbearable. 

A sting pinching his heart, as well as an uncomfortable twist of his guts suddenly angered him. Not angry at Traffy. Zoro knew it was childish to get angry at him. He was angry at himself for digging his own grave like this. He wished he was the one in your arms, and not Law. He wished he had corresponded to your feelings back then.  

Without saying much, he turned around and left. Drowning himself in yet another intense training. Probably more intense than before. His mind constantly picturing you in Law's arm, his imagination torturing him, playing him. Picturing you kissing him, clinging to him, as his hands roamed your body, whispering sweet nothings back and forth in each other's ears as you were both consumed by desire. 

The sweat puddling on the floor didn't seem to be enough. The strain in his muscles and the fatigue weren't enough to stop his head from wildly betraying him. 

"Oi! Zoro!" Franky called, cheerfully climbing the ladder to the crowsnest. "Robin says dinner is ready! Since sanji isn't here, she cooked for us tonight" 

TFrabky's fatherly instincts needed a single glance at Zoro to notice he was pushing himself way too much. 

"Zoro? Aren't you overworking yourself?" 

"I'm fine," Zoro grunted, doing another sit up with a bar and weights on his shoulders. 

"No you're not!" The cyborg hurried to his side. "Stop that, if you injure yourself, Chopper not only will get mad, but you won't be able to work out for a while!" He begged as Zoro growled lowly and put the weight on the floor before sitting down on the ground "Don't you feel like everything hurts?" 

"That's precisely the problem"  Zoro whispered to himself, however Franky managed to listen clearly as day.

"What?" 

"Nothing" Zoro answered.

"Do you feel alright?" The swordsman looked at Franky, noting Franky was being insistent.

"Yeah. C'mon. Let's go" Zoro shrugged.

"Zoro, don't lie to me. I know something's bothering you" Franky said louder than before.

"It's nothin'" 

"Its [Name], isn't it?" 

Zoro stopped dead cold at the entrance of the crowsnest. He glanced at Franky over his shoulder.

"I noticed the way you were looking at her when she ran to hug Law" Franky said. "If you like her why don't you tell her?" 

"I can't" 

"Of course you can! Aren't you guys best friends?" Zoro glared at Franky, feeling somewhat annoyed, and also desperate.

"It's more complicated than that" 

"Talk to me, kid" Franky said, resting one of his huge hands on Zoro's shoulder. 

He took a deep breath, thinking. He'd never talked to anyone about it. When you confessed your feelings for him back in Thriller Bark. He wanted to keep it a secret, but his body urged him to let all those intrusive thoughts out. Maybe talking to someone would help him soothe his nerves instead of intensively working out. 

"After dinner," Zoro said. 

He wanted to buy some time, maybe put his thoughts in order before talking to Franky. 

Strangely enough, what normally felt like a blink of an eye,the usual chaotic dinner scene now seemed to go by in slow motion. 

On one hand, his thoughts seemed to float around the room, shapelessly, and without an order. His mind was a total mess. Ten times more chaotic than the traditionally loud strawhat mealtime.

On the other, your flirty playful game with Law. You were talking to him, not really minding the other conversations taking place in the kitchen.  His arm was around your shoulders as the both of you were deep in your conversation. Zoro could tell how your "mindless" playing with his hand wasn't so mindless. 

After dinner, Zoro politely waited for Franky to be done and the both of them left the kitchen without saying much.

Zoro told Franky the whole story. Normally, he'd like to go straight to the point and keep the details to himself. But talking to someone about it, felt so liberating, all of his thoughts left his lips without second thoughts. 

Franky listened. Carefully. And very rarely interrupted Zoro to ask something. In the end, he remained silent for a few moments, letting all the information sink in and drawing conclusions.

"I still think you should talk to her. Maybe she'll get mad, considering the circumstances. But she still deserves to know. Especially because it's bothering you this much" He began "Even if she gets mad, she's your friend. I've seen you guys fight and yell at each other, and half an hour later, see you guys laughing as if nothing happened" 

"I don't know…" The swordsman whispered

"Think about it…" 

Zoro sighed loudly, looking at the moon shining bright close to the sea. 

A set of silhouettes left the kitchen into the deck. Not noticing Zoro and Franky, Law and you made it to the edge, looking at the moon and the stars. 

Zoro watched, silently, feeling his burdens weigh on his shoulders heavier than all of the weights up in the crowsnest.

It didn't take long for Law to place a hand on your waist, as you spun on your toes looking at him. Unable to hear what you were saying back and forth, Zoro could tell where this whole scene was going to end up. 

It didn't take long for you to stand on the tip of your toes, and for Law to leane down. Any trace of space was gone. The both of you trapped in a kiss Zoro craved. 

He felt nauseous and light on his feet. He turned around, unable to keep watching as you wrapped your arms around Law's shoulders. 

"I'm sorry, Zoro" Franky whispered upon   witnessing the scene.

"I am too…" Zoro said defeated. "I'll talk to her tomorrow, I'm off to bed now".

"Goodnight, kid," Franky said looking at Zoro as he silently made his way through the deck to the guys' room.

"Night, Franky" He whispered, not helping but peek once more, as Law had you in his arms, kissing you passionately. 

It hurt. It hurt as bad as it hurt when he realized he had feelings for you. And hurt like the pain your eyes reflected when you confessed to him back in the day. It hurt like the realization that you had moved on whereas he had fallen for you. And boy, what a unique kind of pain that was. 

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[bobsie]

Happy birthday Asahi

Asahi's birthday special

Genre: fluff

Prince au

It's a rare thing to miss Asahi's birthday January first, the first day of the new year and on this day the celebrations are huge not mainly for the new years but because it's the prince's birthday.

The small country would be awake for a week throwing carnivals with different foods, games and there would be plays with toys or people, musicians would be performing music everywhere and sometimes random people would start dancing on the street, the decorations were all over the streets, the music was so loud and the children laughter was filling the air

It was very great

Asahi was never a big fan of him being the prince and having to carry the burden of all those people and the country on his shoulders but his birthday week was the only week that made him happy that he was the prince

Because of him people would forget about their problems for a day and enjoy their time with their families and children

Asahi has been always a very soft and caring person which his father hated because the crown needs someone to be so tough so you can make decisions without feeling bad or guilty which was the total opposite of Asahi

Asahi Azumane was known between people for his kind heart, his love for children, for his people and for his country

He was loved among most of the people and even if there were some who hated him for his too kind heart and saw him not capable of being the next king that didn't stop them from celebrating

Today was the big day Asahi's birthday and because of the that he got up early to do so many fittings for a suit in his opinion luckily this was his last fitting for the day and he got his friends to help him instead

Of course there was a ball today a huge one where the higher ups are invited from the country and even from other countries because Asahi is turning 18 and Asahi wasn't a fan of that especially that there was a bigger crowd this time and he HATED crowd but that wasn't his only problem

"Asahi san you're so lucky not only does all the country celebrate your birthday but you get to dance with a princess this time everyone will be watching you dance together and you might fall in love"

"Noya you know Asahi is nervous about this don't make it worse" Daichi told Noya quickly when he noticed his giant friend flinch

Yes Asahi was too worried about the princess he has to dance with, he knew who she was and what she does in her country and he admired her so much for that but still meeting new people terrified him and not only that he'll have to have your body close to his and this made him even more nervous especially because of his feelings

Yes he never met you before but what he heard about you made his heart beat faster whenever your name was mentioned

"C'mon Asahi we know about your feelings for her you must be excited" Sugawara nudged Asahi on the side a little to hard that Asahi winced in pain

"C'mon guys what if she didn't like me? Or what if i stepped on her feet" Asahi said fixing the buttons on his shirt

"Asahi you have been learning how to dance since you were able to walk I think you will do great" Daichi reassured him

"And why won't she like you you're the prince" Suga glared at Noya as soon as he said that and Noya realized what he said he was about to correct himself but Asahi beat him to it

"I don't want her to like me because I am the prince Noya that's why I am nervous if she will like me I want her to like me for me not for my position"

"I am sure she will like you for you Asahi"

"Yeah it's really hard not to like you when you have this personality don't worry about it"

Meanwhile you were a special guest in the Azumane palace for the week but you haven't even met him or even took a glance of him and so Asahi's close girl friend along with some maids were helping you in your dress that was brought to you from the prince himself, you were excited and nervous  to the ball that was happening in an hour and a half

"Kiyoko do you really think he'll like it?" You said looking at your dress from every angle on the long mirror

"You look beautiful y/n I am sure you'll take Asahi breath away"

"You really think so?" You turned to Kiyoko smiling and she met you with her beautiful smile

"I know so y/n you'll have an amazing night today with Asahi"

"Thank you Kiyoko I hope I can gather enough courage to confess today even though he might reject me but I won't see him again so it won't matter if I made an embarrassment out of myself"

"You won't believe me now we're losing track of time and you still have to do your hair"

It was now the time for the ball both of you could hear the music playing announcing that the ball had started and that the crowd was waiting for both you and Asahi to come down

Both of you on top of the stairs opposite to each other you had Kiyoko by your side and Asahi had his friends next to him the people next to you dissapeared when the song changed making you two walk down the stairs each step you took made both your hearts beat faster and louder each step made you two see each other more clear each step made Asahi's breath go away as he saw you more clear and how stunning you looked in that dress and how your hair was styled each step you took made the butterflies in your stomach go wild from Asahi's sight in the suit and how his hair looked so good in a bun

Each step made your feelings grow bigger until you met in the middle of the big ballroom

Howl's moving castle theme played when you two bowed in front of each other Asahi taking your hand with his right hand and putting his left hand around your waist pulling you closer a movement that sent shivers down your spine

You both swayed to the music melting into each other's touch moving along with the music eyes never leaving the others it was like you two were alone in this world

Asahi's touch was so calming it made you feel safe and protected for some reason and his giant hand was holding your small one so gently it was like he was afraid to break you

As the song continued you grew closer to each other now laying your head on his chest and him laying his head on top of yours taking your scent in

Unfortunately the music stopped into a faster beat song after the loud cheers of the crown which made you two break apart from each other but Asahi walked closer to you bringing his head closer to your ear

"Mind if I take you somewhere" his voice made your legs weak and sent shivers down your spine it was like music to your ears

"I don't mind" Asahi smiled brightly when you answered him so he quickly held your hand and walked you out through the crowd until you were alone in the garden

"This is my hiding spot I come here whenever I need peace not even my friends know about this I hope it's fine if you don't tell anyone about it"

"Well I don't think it will matter since I don't live here"

"I was kinda hoping you would" his answer surprised you it made the blush take over your face as it did to his

"You look so beautiful in that dress"

"Thank you whoever bought this has taste" you said as you spined around showing off your dress in front of Asahi with a smile on your face which made Asahi chuckle

"I am glad you loved it but it wasn't bought I just told them said"

"It wasn't bought then?" You gasped when you put one and one together

"I am lucky to have all the maids like me because I can do my favorite hobby without them telling my father so when I knew you were coming I made that dress for you I hope you don't find that weird"

"It's not at all oh my god it's so sweet I.. I never thought you'd go through all that just for me"

"And I would do even more for you"

You two paused looking at each other the moon reflecting on you two making his chocolate eyes shine even more and it made your eyes sparkle

Asahi moved closer to you taking your hand in his before he started talking

"Y/n I know what you do to your people I know it's not the real you 100% but I am sure you're as kind as you seem to be and if you don't mind it I want to get to know the real you and I want you to know the real me too"

You chuckled before answering him "I'd love to Azumane san I was actually planning to ask you this because I really like you"

"I really like you too y/n and please call me Asahi"

"Ok Asahi"

"Y/n can I kiss you?"

"Yes please Asahi"

Asahi got closer to you and put his hands on your face he had to lean down a little while you had to lean up you both were nervous and a blushing mess until your lips touched and it felt like magic

It was beautiful, sweet and better than you thought it would you always read about it in your books but Asahi's kiss can't be described

"Happy birthday Asahi"

Happy birthday to my favorite ace to my comfort character Asahi Azumane I wish he has the best birthday in the haikyuu world

I made an Asahi edit here

#asahi azumane #asahi x y/n #haikyuu #asahi x reader #haikyuu asahi #hq x y/n #fluff #bobsie writes #prince au

[dayawantstosleep]

Goo Goo Eyes

Summary: "Making goo goo eyes at Chan again?"

Genre: hogwarts au, enemies to lovers au, fluff, angst

Word Count: 2,391

Warnings: swear words

I rocked back and forth on the balls of my feet for the sixteenth time today. The red sweater I wore felt too tight on me and my stomach felt funny.

"Hey." I turned around to a soft voice to see Chan smiling at me. His hair was parted in the middle and brown roots were peeking out from his blonde hair. It made him look more attractive.

He wore simple black dress pants, a white shirt and nice black dress shoes. I hope he didn't notice me staring as he approached.

"Hey." I fixed my grey cardigan and smiled back at him.

"Do you wanna go to the three broomsticks?" I suggested.

"I'll go wherever with you." He said, dazzling me with a smile.

"Cheesy. I didn't expect you to be the type. Let's go to Madam Paddifoot's." I said, burying my hands in my jean pockets. Both of started walking away from the castle.

"You know if we get caught, I'm blaming you." He teased and I wriggled my nose.

"That's fair. You're paying for my coffee though." I teased him right back.

"Why do you like me?" I asked. Chan turned to me and stopped walking. I hid my face in my hands, silenty asking the ground to open up and swallow me whole.

"What's not to like? You're pretty and really smart. You're also kind, who doesn't think I'm evil. You've helped me so much these past few years, you know? Like when you and Seungmin volunteered for the Yule Ball committe because you didn't want me to be alone." I laughed.

"No one wanted to plan it with you. I had a crush on you back then too, so of course I'd volunteer."

"And you never told me?" He asked, hand ln his chest in a dramatic way. I shook my head.

"I thought I was way out of your league. So instead I admired you from afar." I said with a shrug.

"For the record, you're defenitely not out of my league." He reached for my hand and I took it, a warm feeling in my stomach.

"That's good to know." I said as I walked along the streets of Hogsmeade.

I lead him into a small pink and green shop. I've never been there before, but I've heard good things about it.

"Woah." He said as I opened the door. The smell of sugar hit me at full force, but the thing that caught me off guard was the frilly pink everywhere.

"Have you been here before?" I asked, smiling brightly. He smiled back at me and sat down at a nearby chair.

"Yeah." He said as I sat down in front of him.

"What do you wanna order? There's this really good chamomile tea." He said and I nodded.

"Well, then I'll get that."

As soon as I got my tea and a piece of strawberry cake, I felt the need to eat it all quickly. Except, I resisted since I'm on a date with Chan.

He had a slice of chocolate cake with ice cream and chamomile tea as well. I took a sip of my tea and the doorbell rang, signalling another customer.

I nearly spat my tea out as I saw who it was. No freaking way, I did not see Changbin and half the Quidditch team (Han, Soobin and a few others) sit down at the far corner of the room.

"Are you okay?" I turned to a concerned Chan and I cleared my throut before nodding furiously.

"Yeah. I just...burned myself."

"Drink it carefully, okay? Want a piece of my chocolate cake?" He slid the plate over to me and cut a piece with his fork.

"Say ah." He instructed and butterflies erupted in my stomach.

Han laughed loudly and I turned to him. Changbin was glaring our way, and the butterflies dissapeared.

"Aria?" I turned to see Chan holding his fork out to me. Shoot, I forgot to open my mouth. I opened my mouth and took a bite of cake.

The cake was good. I nodded and tried to focus on my date. Stupid me for feeling this way over Changbin.

"It's really good." I slid the cake back towards him and I cut a piece of my own cake before holding it out to him.

"My turn." I said and he took a bite of my cake.

"That's really good." I smiled and nodded.

"I bet." I said, taking a bite of my own cake.

I set my cup of tea down on the small white plate and smiled brightly at Chan. He seemed to be enjoying the date.

He looked at me intently and smiled. Normally I would have found this cute, but since I haven't been myself lately, something felt off.

I felt like something was off with my feelings.

"Can I kiss you?" He asked out of the blue and my eyes widen. They travelled towards the far corner of the room, to a certain Slytherin who was staring at us.

"Here? Right now? There are a lot of people here." I fiddled with my fingers, feeling my cheeks grow hot.

Out of the corner of my eye, Chan turned around.

"Ah. I get it." He says, turning back to me. He stood up and I widen my eyes.

"What are you doing?" I asked but he just. shakes his head before walking to my side.

"You don't like me, do you?" He asked softly.

"What?"

"I mean, you did at first but then your feelings changed. Don't worry, you'll always be my friend." He leaned forward and kissed my cheek.

"What? Wait, Chan. Don't go." I pleaded.

"Take care of him, yeah?" With that said, he walked out the door. I sighed and put my elbow in the table, laying my cheek against it.

I just let one of the most perfect guys ever leave me in a tea room. What in the world is wrong with me? I should have ignored Changbin and his stupid friends. Why would Changbin even like me? I've been rude to him and bitchy.

"Look what we have here?" I resisted the urge to grab Chan's uneaten cake and throw it at his stupid handsome face.

Wait, did I saw handsome?

"Quit acting." I said

"Here." He shoved a rose in my hand and I curled my lip. How convenient.

"I don't want it." I set it on the table and turned to him. His lips were in a tight line, his eyes set on the rose.

"Sit down and eat Chan's cake. You look pathetic." I snapped, taking the last sip of my tea.

"Look whose talking. Did Chan finally come to his senses and ditch you?" I frowned.

Who the fuck does he think he is insulting me? Here I was, trying to feed his ass and he was being an ungrateful brat.

"I'm leaving." I stood up but he grabbed my wrist.

"I am not paying for your food." He said and I sighed. I sat back down and flagged down a waiter.

"How can I help you, miss?" A cute guy with feckles asked.

"My friend's fork fell. Can I get another one please?" He nodded and ran off God knows where.

I leaned back into my chair, feeling stupid for having feelings for the man in front of me. The waiter came back with a fork and set it down on the table.

"Here you go, Ma'am. My name is Felix if you need anything else." He smiled brightly and I nodded before he walked away.

"Eat the stupid cake quickly. I wanna go home." I snapped, crossing my arms.

"The guy was flirting with you. I'm sure he'll take you." Changbin said, stabbing a piece of cake.

Can I please combust his ass?

"Whatever."

"You're not that ugly." He said and I scoffed.

"Shut the hell up and start eating, unless you want me to eat it for you." He froze and slid the cake towards me.

What the fuck is even happening right now?

"Do it then." He said with a smirk.

"Can I stab you with my fork? Because I freaking will if you don't stop doing whatever you're doing right now." I crossed my arms and leaned back into the chair.

"Fine." He grabbed the cake again and started eating. I ran a hand through my hair, feeling a pang of guilt.

"Felix isn't my type." I said and turned away.

"What?"

"You heard me. He might be really cute with the freckles, but I don't like him. Happy now?" He just turned to his cake and continued eating.

Has he always looked that way? His eyes sparkled, the way Chan's used to. I closed my eyes and when I opened them Changbin was staring at me.

"You already fallen for me, sweetheart?" I grimaced at Changbin's words

"You wish." I turned around, spotting Felix a couple tables down.

"Felix." I waved my hand and he walked towards me.

"Yes, miss?"

"Can you bring the check, please? Oh, and two more slices of chocolate cake in seperate to go boxes?"

"Of course."

"Thanks." I smiled brightly at Felix and he walked off.

"Not your type, huh?" Changbin grimaced in front of me. I sighed through my nose and set money on the table.

"No. I'll pay. Chan should know better." Changbin said. I stood up and walked out of the shop.

For the five hundreth time today, screw me and my feeling. I covered my ears with my beanie and began walking.

"Wait." I groaned and hung my head.

"Will you leave me alone?"

"No."

"I've had a very off day. I was looking forward to my date with Chan, until you ruined it. Thank you for that by the way."

"What?" I sighed.

"What is your problem with me? Chan is a fucking idiot and I am one too for thinking an asshole likes me. All I am is a fucking joke for him and I am sick of it. So, if you don't mind. All I want to do is go to my common room and die." I huffed out and walked away from him.

Over the next few days, I've noticed small things about him. Like the way he scratches his neck when he's nervous or bites his lip when something bothers him. That's why I begun to avoid him.

Whenever I saw him with Chan, I walked the other way. And when I was stuck next to him in DADA, I stayed silent.

"You okay?" I looked up to see Chan staring at me. I ran a hand through my hair.

"Why did you think I like him again?"

"Bin? Because you have a look. Like heart eyes whenever you see him even though you try to mask it as dislike. There's a fine line between love and hate, you know?"

"Heart eyes?" I asked and he nodded. I began walking to my Common room, and he followed.

"Yeah. And when he came back to the dorms, he was grumpier that usual. He yelled at me for an hour. 'Why did you leave her alone.' 'She rejected me a hundred times for you and that's how you pay her?' The usual."

"Wait, wait. When did I reject him?" I asked. He laughed.

"Basically every time you make 'goo goo eyes' at me, his words not mine." He pauses.

"He was really jealous when you gushed over me at practice. He gave you a rose at Madam Paddifoot's. He was super jealous of the freckled waiter too. He even paid for the meal. He likes you."

"No fucking way Chan. Him and I are like water and oil." He frowned.

"Why can't you just admit it?" He asked

"Because we're just too different, Chan." I rounded the corner and he followed. Apparently, he was mad.

'And this conversation is over." I said, turning around and stormed away.

I got all the way to my Common room before sitting down on a table. Seungmin and Minho immediately sat down with me.

"What happened?" Minhi asked and I laughed.

"Why do you two always assume something happened?"

"Because it normally does." Seungmin continued.

"You guys were right. I like Changbin. Now, help me with my Divination homework, please."

I hugged my knees and sniffled. The Quidditch pitch looked small from the Astronomy tower.

"Making goo goo eyes at Chan again?" I heard a voice said and I buried my head on my hands.

"Do you fucking care?"

"No."

"Cut the crap, and tell me what you're doing here."

"Chan send me to apologize for him. He didn't mean to make you mad. He shouldn't have yelled at you." I shrugged.

"Tell him I forgive him." Tears pricked my eyes.

"Eww, don't do that. You look ugly." I let out a laugh. Chan's words suddenly made snese. He doesn't want to see me cry.

"I know. Shut up." I sniffled and hid my head in my hands.

He did give me little bits of affection. He suspended Minha, his own housemate for me. He pretended not to care for me when I got injured. He took the punch meant for Minha.

He dragged me away from the fight and tried convincing me not to go out with Chan. But my dumb ass thought he was mocking me. He gave me a rose, didn't let me leave the table, and paid for the food.

I was pretty sure my dream about Changbin was real. He really did visit me in the infarmary. Screw me and my feelings.

"Quit crying. At least make goo goo eyes at Chan." He pointed to the Quidditch pitch.

He's trying to avoid his feelings. I felt something in the pit of my stomach.

"Are you making goo goo eyes at him now?" I nodded and he turned to me.

"Yeah. But, not at Chan." He smirked and I closed the gap between us.

He hugged my waist and kissed me back. I pulled away and he smiled. I finally wiped that stupid smirk off of him.

"You're very clueless, you know?" He said softly.

"I'm sorry about what happened at Madam's, and for everything else too. I've been trying to ignore my feelings for you, but it doesn't work."

"I forgive you." I smiled brightly and kissed him again.

#stray kids #changbin oneshots #stray kids one shot

[theravencawsatmidnight]

Bittersweet events. Part one

A/N. Uhh this is longer than i thought it would be oops. This idea came to me in a dream and i love it so muchhhh. I love Stain hes my baby uughnnn. Enjoy! THANK YOU FOR READING.

He was not sure how he got here really. He had to break in ofcourse . He had locked the only entrance into the tiny depressing room. White walls , white curtains , white bed. The only sound was a heart monitor .

One year ago his life changed forever , like it was thrown out of left field and hit him right in the face. Hero Killer Stain was what he went by, and purging heroes was what he did best. The Pros never caught him , his quirk was to powerful for most . One night , this one particular night everything changed. Villains were out causing terror in the streets, fires were started and were spreading . Cries for help and laughter filled his ears as he watched perched up on a roof top . All these Pros... fakes. These villains killing just to kill... fakes. He wanted to fix this world.

Stain jumped down from his rooftop after observing for awhile , a news van had sped onto the scene as well. He did not bother with most villains who were running around causing a ruckus. The Pros were trying to keep the news crew at a safe distance but they pushed and tried to get the scene on film. One woman had snuck away once she saw the Hero Killer dissapear into the shadows of a alleyway . Stain stopped halfway in when he heard heels clicking towards him , they sounded staggered and offbeat. He turned his head watching the shadow grow larger as she got closer. The woman sounded like she was catching her breath and fumbling with something. She clicked a button and held her arm out speaking with a shaky voice.

“Hero Killer Sssstain!!! Did you start this ?!? This run of crime this city has been faced with recently ? These fires? These deaths?”

He turned , he could not really see her in the dark except for her shadow. He stepped over to her finally being able to see her . A small woman with a blond ponytail and black glasses in a grey business jacket and long skirt. She was holding a voice recorder in her shaky hand. She gazed up at this tall dangerous man , she maybe came up to his chest even if he was hunched over. His bandanna and bandages blew in the wind along with his hair.

“I may have kindled the flame but i did not spread it, these villains, they might have fed off my actions.”

“But.. but!!! They all idolize you !! They want to join you , be like you!”

He hunched down getting almost eye level with her , she was shaking but she did not run . This interested him. “These villains are fakes... these Pros you love are fakes. Wanting fame, money. They should all die” he stepped back but the woman stepped forward.

“ wait!!! I... i want to know more.. “ she retracted her hand fumbling with her jacket pulling a card from her pocket. “If you want to talk more on...way life should be come to this address. Im home most days after 5 o clock.”

My my my...

He swiped the card from her startling her, she had to fix her glasses. Stain held the card up to the light reading it. Suki. Journalist. He memorized her address and shoved the card in his pants pocket fleeing the scene leaving the woman there all shooken up. She pressed the button on her recorder again and letting out a long sigh of relief. “Phew...”

It was a friday night when he showed up at her window staring in till she noticed. Suki nearly jumped in her skin when she saw his silhouette staring at her upside down. Suki ran over opening her window panicking.

“What are you doing?!? Use the door you’ll fall!!!”

“Do you really think they would let me in if i went to the door of this complex?” He asked genuinely curious.

Suki pushed her long hair from her face rubbing her eyes. “Well.. now that you say that.” She backed away and the villain let himself in looking around the room. Nothing fancy it looked like. Just a bed and dresser with a lamp on it. Suki was feeling around the dresser for her glasses, she had heard him come in but she did not say anything. She was a little nervous , was he going to kill her?

“Im here because you wanted to know more about my ways.” He said watching her feel around her dresser. Suki had hit her lamp making it stagger around, she mumbled under her breath trying to steady it. The lamp had suddenly stopped rolling around and Suki heard a heavy slam. The lamp was steady now and she felt him behind her. “Yes.. i just need my glasses.” She was scared now.. he was really close. She felt the heat on her back from him and the clicking of his kives made her skin jump. Stain looked over the long dresser spotting them, he picked them up and dropped them in her shaky hands. Suki gasped putting them on and turning around.

“ uhm thank you.. we can talk in the kitchen..”

Stain looked for the door and Suki lead him to it going to her kitchen. She had a lot of books everywhere , journalist books and newspapers seemed to cover her floor and tables. Stain sat down in the squeaky chair putting his knives on the table so he could sit comfortably. Suki came over sitting down, she pushed some newspapers to the side trying to hide the headlines . He had already seen them though, they were all about him. She placed her recorder on the table in the middle and pressed the button.

“ okay.. uhm.. why . What brought you to this lifestyle?”

“When i was in highschool, i overheard my classmates talking about how they wanted to be heroes for the money. Thats not what a hero is. “

“What is a hero?”

“"Hero is a title reserved for those who perform truly great feats! Too many are undeserving... Just money worshipers playing hero! Until this society wakes up and rectifies itself... I will continue to do my work”

“... the work ?”

“The purge of these fakes.”

Suki did not know what to make of all this information. It was a twisted way of thinking , sure some Pros were money hungry but... but what? She watched him thinking it over. Stain did not have much .. expression in his face . His eyes burned holes into her.

“You.. didint kill me when i found you”

“You didint run”

“... what is youre name?”

“Chizome.”

“I dont have anymore questions right now Ch..Chizome..”

He got up gathering his knives, he also turned the recorder off and leaned over the table staring down at this nervous woman.

“Suki.”

“Y..yyyes?!”

“ will you have more questions at a later date?”

“I uh.. most likely will yes”

“Then ill be back”

Stain went back to her room leaving the same way he came in. And thats how it started. Stain returned for more interviews on his lifestyle, his killings, his outlook of the world. Suki was growing more comfortable around this man , even laughing when they talked. Every interview she began to understand more and more his way of life and his way of seeing the Pros. They got closer too. The interviews would move to the couch and she would even offer him something to drink. She even called him by his name now.

During one interview Stain was talking about purges and how they made him feel nothing for his victims. Suki had placed her hand on his knee . “Chizome, they were wrong in they’re ways. Its okay to not feel some kind of remorse.” He looked down at her little hand then up at her. She was moving closer to him , crawling on the couch. Stain grabbed her arm pulling her ontop of him.

Stain came over regulary after that one night . Spending the night and leaving in the morning , he always came back though . Telling her all about his day full of righting the wrong. This went on for months , the two were very much in love with each other . No one could find out though, for Suki’s safety . The two also had a little surprise on the way as well.

“I hope its a girl. We can name her Shifuku” Suki said full of eagerness.

A child was new to Stain, he did not know what to make of the situation, when Suki told him he just stared at her . “A baby? “ he asked a few times. Suki would giggle and place her hand on her stomach. Eventually, he got use to it . But he was still unsure of what to do. The pregnancy was not easy and Suki faced many complications . The doctors told her that her body could not handle a baby . She did not listen . Stain was growing angry with each visit she made to the doctors . Why arent they helping her? Do they know its his? Why .. arent.. they.. helping her..

The day finally came when Suki’s water broke, she called an ambulamce and Stain followed from the rooftops . He looked in every window till he found her room. He could hear her crying and her struggling . He could not take it anymore and rushed in through the window scaring everyone. He paid the doctor no mind and went right to Suki. She screamed and cried till the baby was finally born. Little cries filled the room and the baby was given to Suki. The doctor had run out of the room and Stain locked the door.

“ oh Chizome its a little girl... i...” Suki was losing her grip on her baby and her knees touched. The heart monitor started to spazz and Stain looked all around the room in a panic. What could he do?!

“Chizome...”

He turned his focus to Suki.

“ can you hold Shifuku .. im a little tired.. im eh.. a little scared if i go to sleep i wont wake up though”

“Suki , youre alright . Everything-“ she grabbed his arm stopping him. “Take care of Shifuku .. i love you both so much.”

“No im not leaving you here! Suki!!”

“I know you wont.. theres a pretty flower field . Im sure youve seen it. In the graveyard.”

“ i have. .. i have. Suki..”

“I love you Chizome.”

“I .. i love you Suki.”

The heart monitor went flat sending a irritating buzz throughout the room. Shifuku was fussing in Stains arms and he was just staring at the body of the woman he loved.

#papachizome #hero killer stain #akaguro chizome #my hero academia writing #my hero academia #boku no hero fanfic #boku no hero #writing #fanfiction #my hero academia fanfiction

[sheismental]

Hey sorry to bother ya but I really love ur writing 💕 can you pls do a one shot where peters 18+ or so and iw happens and he survives so he decides to prose to the reader bc he doesnt want to die without being married to her. Sorry if this is kinda confusing.

masterlist

requests open

hey sweetheart! Thanks for reading my stories! 

a/n: i tried ! 

title: Among the havoc, despite the chaos.

category: one-shot

warning: little bit of angst and fluff! aND INFINITY WAR SPOILERS ??

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Peter once heard an elderly man say ‘We all go back to dust someday’ – He recalls thinking that as wise as that sounded, it was depressing - the thought of death.

That thought passes through his mind like a flash as he watches slowly as people around him, his friends, start to turn to fade into dust. Peter’s widen eyes dart around the desserted planet, his eyes fill with fear as realization hits him like a punch in the gut. They had lost. 

His first official mission as an Avenger and they had failed. 

“Did - did we lose?.” He stutters, looking at Tony’s blank of expression eyes. Peter hadn’t known true fear until he had seen some of the finest fighters turn into dust, and the look on his mentor’s face as this happened. 

“It was the only way…” Dr. Stranges breathes out, before his body fades piece by piece. 

Peter’s stomach churns as his mind wanders off. 

“y/n.” He breathes out as pain shots up his spine. He wants to run and check if they are okay, grab their face and hold them close to his chest. His knees buckle, he was planets - maybe galaxies away from them. So far he hadn’t disappeared, so that meant he had been one of the lucky ones that had survived Thanos’ genocide. He only hoped y/n had made it as well.

Tony kneels down, a curtain of dirt fogs Peter’s vision, but he sees the broken soul of his mentor - His hands intertwined together as his eyes close, Peter wished and hoped this wasn’t real, but everything showed him that these tragic events were as real as the sun coming up every morning.

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Your eyes fill with anguish as you watch the news on tv. The Avengers had lost, and now people were fading away - No matter what they were doing, or where they were, they were all dissapearing.

Chaos fills the streets of Queens, multiple car crashes - Kids crying as their mother or father fade into nothingness. Beads of sweat roll down your forehead as you keep your eyes wide open in fear, making your way to your small apartment with a fast pace. Your worry only growing at the thought of Peter, the famous Spider-man. Your mind races, you had no idea of his whereabouts - He had kissed you goodbye promptly before putting on his mask and taking off. 

Everything is a mess, people scream and cry out in pain everywhere you go - You couldn’t begin to fathom the thought of watching someone you love just go. You clutch your bag close to your chest as your hands tremble, opening the door of your apartment and shutting it forcefully.

You throw the bag across the room, your hands shaking uncontrollably - You had so many people that you needed to talk to, but your mind just kept swirling back to Peter. Taking your phone between your hands, you dial the number you had so many times called before - Never so desperately. 

“Hey it’s me Peter Parker! So i’m not uh here at the moment but you can leave a message if you want!.”

Tears pricking behind your eyes, grasping the device as Peter’s soft voice fills your ears. You just wanted to hear him, and clutch him close to your chest. Truth was - The thought of losing him, of never seeing him again was painful enough. You knew the risks - Of loving a superhero such as Spider-Man, the possibilities of him never coming back. 

But it had never been so substantial. 

“Peter please just pick up.” You croak out, feeling as if the world was being ripped to shreds. And maybe it was. 

The crash snaps you out of the blackhole that your mind had become, it comes from your bedroom - Among the silence of your apartment, the door opens from the inside and your eyes shot up - fear of the unknown.

Seeing the blue and red suit had turned you into a relief. Your knees buckle as your breathing stops for a split of a second.

“Peter.” You cry out, and it is like that word commanded your legs to move forward. 

Peter turns to the voice of his beloved, shot of relief pulsing through him as he takes off the mask - His hair falling effortlessly into his face, tears leave your eyes as you jump into his arms - You hold him close to you as his arms wrap around your waist - never wanting to let go. 

“Oh y/n.” He breathes out, his face nuzzling into the crook of your neck as your heavy breaths fills his ear. Your hands run through the back of his hair.

“I thought you were - Oh god Peter i thought you were gone.” You choke out in sobs and he sniffle.

“I am never leaving you, baby.” He mumbles and you pull away from the embrace just to crash your lips against his soft ones. He responds to the kiss just as eagerly, he craved this - he needed you to know how much he loved you. He knew he never wanted to leave you, that the thought of you by his side was enough to highlight his entire lifetime.

He knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life by your side. 

He departs from your lips just inches away, feeling as your breath hovered over his skin. He swallows the nervous lump on his throat.

“Marry me.” He breathes out, and locks eyes with you. Your eyes are widen, the aftermath of your crying showed in the redness and puffiness of your eyes. “I want to marry you, y/n. I want to spend the rest of my life waking up by your side, i want all of it.” He confesses breathlessly. “My life is sort of crazy, i know. But you are the only thing in my crazy life that is somewhat normal - Because trust me when i say that the way i love you is everything but normal.” 

“And i don’t want to die without being married to you, y/n.” He finishes and you bite your bottom lip, tears welling up in your eyes at the heartfelt confession. 

His shy and loving eyes were expectant, waiting for your answer. And what else could you say than:

“Yes, Peter. I want to marry you too.”

Those words roll out of your mouth so effortlessly and lovingly. His lips pepper kisses all over your face before placing one particular soft one in your lips. He holds you closer than ever before. 

Among the havoc, despite the chaos, you would still have each other. You would forever cherish moments like this, as he held you close to his chest - Whispering sweet ‘i love yous’ in your ear. 

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[caroline18mars]

Into the night - Chapter 99

Last effort..

“Did you see her? How is she? Is she ok?” Jared came racing up to him the minute he walked back inside the house, Tom didn't even want to come back here but somehow it felt wrong not to, despite her plea to stay with her. “Yes, I saw her, but she's far from ok” Tom grumbled, he hated how helpless he felt again, being in this house where Charlotte's memory still bounced off the walls, his tense relationship with Jared, not being able to  do much for his friend, it was really getting to him. “This is fuckin' ridiculous, I'm going over there” Jared had enough, what the hell was he still standing around here for, feeling completely helpless and guilty for letting things escalate between them to this extend. “Oh no, you don't! She only asked for her medication so if you point me in the right direction, I'll go get them and give them to her” Tom snarked at Jared who stood there like he was nailed to the floor, “I'll go” Per who had clearly overheard their entire conversation, appeared from the kitchen. “Who the hell are you?” Tom frowned at the younger man who didn't even bother to look at him. “I'm her nurse, I'll go get her things” Per hurried back into the kitchen and as soon as he had dissapeared, Tom turned to face Jared, his initial anger started to crumble seeing him stand there looking completely lost, his body trembling. “Look..Jared, I'll talk to her again..I won't promise anything but I'll see what I can do to get her to change her mind, ok?” he breathed as he watched Jared's face start to gain a little bit of colour again “oh ok!..thanks Tom, just tell her I love and miss her very much..I just want to talk to her, that's all..”. Jordan plodded to the frontdoor but when she opened it, she wished she had kept it closed “Per..I just needed my pills” she breathed heavily, she so wasn't in the mood to have that creep fussing over her again, everything about that man bugged her, she couldn't quite put her finger on it, but her gut screamed to run as far away from him as possible. “Are you kidding me? You don't just need your pills, Jordan, not in your condition, you need someone to look after you, I don't think you realize the seriousness of your situation” Per pushed past Tom and headed straight for the living room. Tom could see the despair on Jordan's face even though she tried to hide it “wow, what the hell is his problem?” he hissed as he stepped inside and closed the door behind him, “tell me about it, did Jared send him along?” Jordan sighed. “Jordan?” Per put his head round the livingroom door, looking none too pleased with her, “alright, alright” she huffed but walked over to him anyway.

On the other side of the fence Noah found himself alone after his friends had all retreated to their rooms to sleep off their jetlag, and so he walked out to the garden looking for some company, he missed his aunt so much and even though his friends were all here, the only person he wanted to cuddle with and talk to now was his aunt, there was only one person he could have so much fun with and the only one that he could get into mischief and have little secrets with. She was his mommy and daddy now, no she was better than his mommy and daddy because she was always there for him, she always put him on number one and took him everywhere she went, except for now.. Jared sat by the pool, staring out over the rippling water and his garden when Noah crawled on his lap and nestled himself against his chest without saying anything, the boy just closed his eyes and held on to his big friend. “Is Victor asleep?” Jared whispered as he looked down at the miserable little human bundle on his lap, Noah just nodded, he knew exactly how the boy felt, miserable, just like him, why couldn't she see how much she meant to everyone? That stubborn streak of her, it was doing his head in, but despite his own broken heart he tried to lift the boy's spirits “do you want to go swimming?” he cradled Noah in his arms but the boy just kept shaking his head..if even swimming didn't cheer him up then it was hopeless. “Look at us..” he took a sharp breath as he put his chin on top of Noah's head “I mean, before you came along, I didn't even want to have kids, didn't even want to think about them” he got lost in his thoughts, daydreaming over his not so distant past. Noah's little hands suddenly folded around Jared's underarm, caressing it like he wanted to urge him to continue, “and now..I can't even imagine not having you around” Jared breathed looking at Noah's small fingers that were caressing the tattooed skin on his arm. “I wish I had a brother, why don't I have a brother? You have a brother, and so does aunt Jordan, he was my daddy you know, so why don't I have a brother?” Noah  was clearly thinking out loud, “Uhm..I don't know, that's a question I can't answer, that's something only your Mom and Dad could have answered” Jared mumbled, a bit taken aback by Noah's awkward question and there was more to follow. “Why can't you and aunt Jordan buy me a brother?” Noah pulled his head away from Jared's chest to look at him, “Buy you a brother? Oh buddy, you can't just go to a store or something and buy a baby..” he paused for a few seconds when he saw Noah stare at him incredulously “..do you know where babies come from?”. Noah frowned for a second and then shook his head, never in a milllion years did he think of ever having to have this kind of conversation with a 5-year old, “ok..well..when a man and a woman really really love each other, they..uhm..can make a baby together” Jared tried to keep it simple for him. “They 'make' a baby?? but how? Is it like my Lego?” Noah stared at him like he had lost his mind, “What? Lego? Oh no buddy, it's definitely not like Lego.ok, so..you know how sometimes grown ups want to have some time alone and get all cuddly and snuggly with each other?” Jared calmly said, “Just like you and aunt Jordan do? You're always kissing her and stuff, and then she has that weird look in her eyes, and you touch her all the time?” Noah nodded. Despite his misery, Jared couldn't help but grin seeing the disgusted look on Noah's face, “yeah..just like your aunt and me..anyway, after they get all snuggly, the man will want to give the woman a special gift, because she's got something the man needs so he'll put a tiny cell of himself inside of the woman's body where she will keep it safe in a special part of her tummy so the tiny cell can grow into a baby until it's ready to be born”. Noah looked at him like he had just seen an alien, “really? ewww!!! that's gross” he said in disgust, “but if you and aunt Jordan kiss and snuggle all the time, how come you two don't have babies yet?”. Jared bit his lip, what had he gotten himself into? “well, you have to both really want to, I guess, and your aunt Jordan and I..well we haven't discussed that part yet” he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “I miss aunt Jordan, I wish she would come back” Noah nestled himself against Jared again with a sigh. “Me too, buddy, me too” he put his chin on Noah's head as he wrapped his arms around the boy again.

”Look, I know what I said about Jared earlier on and I sure as hell am not picking his side in this, but you're going to have to go back and talk to him some time, Jordan! You can't just stay and hide out here forever, there's Noah to think of too” Tom breathed exasperated, sometimes she could be so stubborn “in fact it's high time we all sat down together and talked about Noah's future and everything you put in that letter”. Jordan just felt so numb, she could hear what he was saying but she had to struggle to get the words out, “Why? I thought I made it pretty clear that I want you to take care of Noah when I'm gone”, Tom shook his head “but you're not dead and you know I can't take care of Noah!”. Jordan couldn't believe her ears “Can't or won't?” she snapped, all her hopes of avoiding that Noah got into his grandparents' claws were crumbling one by one. “I can't, Jordan, ok? Sure I want to be his guardian or a godfather or whatever, but I'm not a father figure and you know it, with my career and everything, or the lack of it, besides Jared is already doing a much better job at being a father for that little man than I ever could” Tom spat back. “Lack of it? What do you mean?” Jordan picked up on the detail in his little rant, “I quit, alright? I quit my job!” Tom shrugged, “you quit? But..Cedric..he just let you go? He told me you were his top designer” Jordan frowned. “His top designer?? We all know who his top designer was, that was Charlotte, she put the label back on its' feet, not me, I was just a copy cat..I didn't even have a fragment of her talent..no, It's something I should have done a long time ago, besides he's not even gonna care, no-one's seen him ever since you exposed him in that custody case” he huffed. Jordan didn't know what to say to that, she was just too tired to deal with it, she could literally fall asleep where she sat. “Tom, I really think you should go, can't you see she needs her rest?” Per casually walked into the room and cocked his head at Tom who in his turn looked at Jordan who was struggling to keep her eyes open “Ok, yeah..I'll..uhm let you get some sleep, just call me if there's anything you need, ok? And I'll come by with Nahla tomorrow morning, just think about what I said, ok? Please? Noah couldn't be in better hands..Let's just all sit down together tomorrow and talk about this ok?” he got up to kiss her forehead that faintly nodded but he was pretty sure she hadn't even heard him.

”Is aunt Jordan alright? Can I go see her?” Noah came running up to Tom as soon as he walked back inside Jared's house, “She's alright, but she was very tired so she's sleeping now, but you can go see her in the morning” Tom ruffled Noah's hair when the boy's bottom lip dropped in a dissapointed pout. “Jared..can we talk?” he softly said as he looked at Jared who seemed equally dissapointed “in private”, Jared just nodded and walked out into the quiet kitchen, Tom closing the door behind him. “What did she say? Is she ok?”, Tom could clearly see the tremble in Jared's hands as he put them behind his back leaning against the kitchencounter and for a second he could have sworn time had stood still and they were both whizzed back to a year earlier. “No she's not, I've never seen her like this, something's not right, Jared..” Tom breathed, shaking his head, “what do you mean? Something's not right, that's for sure, she's not here, that's what's wrong..I don't know what I'm even still doing here, I'm going over there right now, I need to see her” Jared pushed himself away from the counter but Tom pushed him back. “No you don't! It won't do anyone any good if you go up there now and throw one of your diva tantrums!” he barked at Jared “..Just calm down, ok? Can't we just have a civilized talk for once?”. Jared took a deep breath “Fine! ” he sighed, how could he possibly be calm if a thousand worst case scenarios were running around in his head? “just tell me, what's going on?”. Tom shrugged “Ok, well, it's her behaviour that worries me, I mean, one minute she's alert and upset and the next minute she's all lethargic and so drowsy like she's falling asleep on the spot, do you know if there's been any change in her medication or something? because back in London she certainly wasn't like that”. Jared shook his head “Lethargic? Jordan? Seriously? She's a goddamn hurricane and you know it! Her medication has changed yeah, but she's been taking it since the operation and she wasn't drowsy or anything then” it was almost like he was discribing someone else, she wasn't self medicating, was she? “I was afraid you were going to say that..I dunno, maybe I'm just seeing things..” Tom tried to tell himself but he saw what he saw and it certainly didn't sit right with him. “Ok, you can't just waltz in here with some insinuations about her health and then expect me to stay calm and sit by while she slips away from me? This whole situation is getting completely out of hand and I don't care what she wants or doesn't want, I'm going over there and she's going to listen, I swear, I'll make her listen” Jared raised his voice “I'm not spending another goddamn night without her”. Tom had to push him back once again “Oh sure yeah, you go over there and you go all alpha male on her, yeah that's going to make it all better, you get what you want but what about Jordan, huh? What does she get out of this besides more heartache?” they were almost nose to nose now “Listen to me, it's clear we all need to talk..before it's too late..but we can't do that if you keep lashing out at her and run over there kicking and screaming! This is the future we're gonna have to talk about, not just yours or hers but all of our future, ok? Especially Noah's, it's his future that's on the line here, do you understand?”. Jared's eyes widened in shock “what the hell are you talking about? Noah's staying here with me and that's final! She should know that, we've talked about this, what did she say, Tom? What did she say?” he gasped. “She..uhm..ok, back in London, before she left for LA, she gave me a letter..” Tom stammered, his mouth going awfully dry, “what letter? What did it say?” Jared 's heart started pounding in his throat as he watched Tom swallow hard. “Ok..uhm if you really must know, it's..uhm like a will..it said that after her death,  she wants me to to take care of Noah..” his words were barely above a whisper, “WHAT? NO, no-no-no-no-no you must have read that wrong, this is a joke right?” in his eyes  a storm was starting to rage while he shook his head ferociously. “No, it's not, I'm afraid..that's why we're all going over there in the morning to talk to her, ok? Because I can't take care of Noah..it's too..complicated” Behind them the door opened and Noah stood there, clutching his Yoda-doll tightly against him without saying a word, but he had clearly overheard them talking about him because when Jared walked up to him, he just turned around and spurted out of the kitchen again with tears streaming down his little face.

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[artmageddonunicorn]

hey dont mind me and dont reblog this fanfic au with barely no context under the cut for a friend

but if you read warning for sad/scary stuff?? and some spoilers from the it movie

Stan ventured deeper trough the sewers, followed closely by his friends. Eyes darting from wall to wall, tighening the grip on the flashlight he carried until his knuckles turned white. Other than their presence, the place was eerie quiet, the sound of the splashing wager with every step he took seemed deafening. The old rocky walls stopped suddenly and newer cement ones took their place. There space was greater now, he squinted and saw the tunnels starting to divide themselved like a labyrinth. The group stopped for a moment, stumped. A couple of other beams of light scoured the surroundings but to no avail, no one moved. Stan trembled briefly feeling all the eyes on him. Despite feeling his heart pounding hard on his chest, Stan stepped forward firmly like he wasn't picking one of the tunnels blindly. He kept marching, hearing the steps after him, following loyally. Rubbing his nose kinda agressively, he tried to brush off the feel he was about to start tearing up. Stan would walk around those reeking hallways forever until he found his brother if he had to, but part of him was glad he wasn't doing this alone. He didn't want to be alone, but the feel of dragging his friends deeper into this nightmare was- He caught glimpse of something glistening in the distance. Flashing his light towards the sight, it was reflected back by a pair of glasses. He recognized Stanford immediatly. Ford bolted the opposite way and before anyone else realized what happened Stan was running after him. He briefly heard his friends confused voiced echoing through the sewers but he couldn't stop. "Ford, it's me!" He cried. "Wait!" Turning left and right without a thought, he ran as fast his legs could carry him. It wasn't enough, he could only catch a quick sight of Ford dissapearing past every corner. He attemped to call for him again but was interrupted by a bigger rock on his way. He tripped, scoring himself newer wounds and a face full of grey water. He was able to stand back up quickly but then wobbled, almost losing his balance, panting, spitting and rubbing his eyes. Stumbling a few more steps forward, Stan walked into a bigger chamber. The place was illuminated by natural light. One would imagine being able to see the Sun again at that moment would be like heaven, but the pale light raining from above felt wrong. As he stepped closer he felt his stomach sink. He barely caught his breath and now he was felling like the air was sucked out of his lungs. Everything was infected with a suffocating feeling of dread. A pile of belongins sat there, going up and up almost tall enough to reach the light outside, towering over him. Mostly composed of things that belonged to children, clothes, shoes, toys, soiled in water, left there to be forgotten and rot away. With stiff limbs he stepped closer, needing to tilt his neck far back in order to see the top of the pile. Sillhouetes floated around the mountain of lost objects. Stan squinted and the shaped became more clear. He stumbled backwards, almost tripping over his own feet, covering his mouth even though he couldn't bring himself to make a sound. Multiple bodies of children were floating lifelessly. Bending over, heart pounding loudly in his ears, he felt like throwing up. Both hands pressed strongly against his own mouth, trying to keep himself from gagging, from crying out loud. Tears had already begun rolling down his face. Stan brought himself to blink away the tears, the feel that his stomach were now filled with rocks were still there though. He was snapped back from his shock by something he saw with the corner of his eye. Another sillhouete, definetly a person. This one in particular was away from the others, floating not so far from the ground. "Ford!" He ran towards his twin. Ford was floating, straight up unlike the other children but seemed barely alive. Limbs falling limply on his side, eyes lost looking towards the sky. Stan tried jumping a few times, trying to reach Ford. He tried stretching his hands as far as he could but to no avail. Just out of reach.

His knees gave up during one last attempt. Stan fell to the floor, small rocks piercing his knees once again but he couldn't be bothered by that. Stan clenched his hands into fists and looked up. Collecting himself and trying to think of something, he noticed one of Ford's shoes knot was about to come undone. Stan got up and hopped again, this time aiming for the loose shoelace. As soon Stan grabbed the shoelace, they both came straight down easily  It really felt like Ford didn't weight anything. Stan grabbed Ford's clothes gently and dragged him down until they were the same height again. Ford still had his head tilted back. "Ford, it's me!" Stan held his brother's face and made him look down. "It's okay, I'm here!" He got no answer. Ford's eyes had turned pale, sickly white like the light coming from above. He seemed just like a doll. "What do I do...?" His sight grew blurry again. He grabbed the collar of Ford's jacket, clenching it between his fingerd. "WHAT DO I DO?!" Shaking, knees about to give up once more, he cried helplessly. The sound of his hiccups echoed around, making him feel more at loss. Suddenly the sound of wet steps surprised him. A group of people reached the chamber. Stan was not sure if he was reliefed or worried his friends found him. He ran towards them, pointing out Ford. "Guys, Ford is-" He tried to speak but got interrupted. "Don't worry!" Said Fiddleford in his gentle voice. That didn't seemed very appropriate foe the moment. Stan tried to protest but his voice died in his throat. His friends stepped into the light, flashing wicked smiles. They all were drenched in water, decaying skin tight around their bones. "Don't worry!" Reaffirmed Rick, somehow widening his smile even more. "We all float down here," Preston explained with welcoming open arms, showing off almost exposed bones. "And you'll float too!" Finished Ivan cheerfully. "You'll float too!" Everyone repeated. "You'll float too!" And they said again and again. Stan stepped backwards, breathing heavily. He filled his lungs with air and roared "SHUT UP!" The chanting continued. Even though he was now covering his ears, the voices sounded like they were coming from everywhere and growing louder. "Shut up!" He replied aggressively again, though his voice cracked when he felt a hand land on his shoulder. "You said so yourself, Stan," Ford was standing right besides him now, smiling just like everyone else. The grip on Stan shoulder tightened. "Wherever we go," His smile turned inhumanely large until his jaw unhinged as well, gums and sharp teeth sprouting out of his mouth towards Stan. "WE GO TOGETHER!" By the skin of his teeth Stan escaped the thing's grip. A second attack he wasn't ready for came right away. Stan would be no more if weren't by a shining projectile flying past him and nailing "Ford" between the eyes. Stan scattered away, blood freezing in his veins hearing a piercing shriek of pain behind him. His friends, the real ones, were standing there. Fiddleford had his bolt pistol glimmering triumphantly on his hands.

[theaestheticofaflower]

Then came the circus

The stars were dissapearing, they were hidden by the mist. Apparently, rain was coming.

A lone red ballon was being held by a pair of tiny hands, in the middle of lonely, disorganized alley. The celebrations were over, there were only the leftover traces of a party, decor that was slowly falling down, almost dancing, but bounced back and descended faster. There, in the middle of the empty street, a little girl firmly grasped the thread between her fingers, her sight never leaving the sky, like if the arrival of the storm had her submerged on an eternal sleep, instead of surprising her. "I want to go home..." She whispered to the lanterns, like if they could answer her.

She felt how the drops flatted down her hair, and she initiated her march. Little shoes that splashed on the puddles, a warm drizzle that fell from the sky. Everything was peaceful inside the houses, but the girl, standing on the sidewalk, could feel the glass of thousands of broken bottles as it collided with her feet.

Once on the corner, she stared at every direction. A fork in front of her eyes, she didn't know what path she had to take, there were thousands of ways to get home, but none of them sounded right. She was never taught how to get back. Standing still, she held onto the ballon like if it were an umbrella, waiting for the downpour to end so she could continue.

Minutes passed and her expression, little by little resembled that of a corpse. Then, a sneeze escaped her throat. That was the signal that reminded her of the cold she was feeling. "Maybe it would be a good idea to find shelter..." But, before she could turn back, she jumped, feeling a shiver down her spine. A hand over her shoulder, a hat that touched the sky. She didn't have to wait anymore. Behind her a weird looking gentleman leaned on her delicate body, shielding her from the rain. He smiled, put on his hat, and extended his hand for a handshake. The girl squinted; looking for his intentions, trying to reach further, ignoring his smile, ignoring her own curiosity. Fleeting words appeared in her mind; warnings and complains... A foreign origin, a voice she had never heard. She couldn't stop hearing it.

From his pockets, the man took a pamphlet with his free hand, he extended to her the piece of paper, were in big bold letters it readed "GREAT SPECTACLE! THE CIRCUS HAS FINALLY ARRIVED!" She held onto the ballon. The expectation, playfully, was using all its carts to make her hand extent to that of the stranger. The rain still fell, the hat of the man was as wet as his clothes; the hair of the girl too, but the pamphlet stayed intact.

Between the clouds a red stain was in sight. The iron grip of the girl slipped, the ballon went to the heavens, and with an empty hand, the girl accepted the friendly offer that the man was making. The stars appeared to scream, while the lanterns had to shut down from laughing too much. It was three minutes to midnight.

With light steps, the man walked hand in hand with the girl. They played around in the puddles, jumping and laughing, yet the man made no noise whatsoever, the best he did was smile.

Returning to the alley she had started at, the girl's laugh died down when she found herself faced with lights that came from a nearby street. "That wasn't here before..." But the man happily shrugged. Luck was on her side, it appeared. The little girl, with hopeful eyes, searched for aproval in his face. The mere image of the stranger nodding was all she needed to start running down the street, jumping on puddles, finally arriving at the mouth of the street, were in front of her eyes, a gigantic circus tent extended through the entire deserted road. How come nobody was bothered by that noise? But the search for answers was over, that face without life had recovered its colors, now she looked, overcome with emotion, at the hundreds of people wearing tights in monocycles, others riding animals, juggling, clowns... Clowns, clowns everywhere, even high in the sky trapeze artists flied, landed gracefully on their feet and then continued their act with spins and others things that she couldn't fully comprehend. It was all just so beautiful. And there she was, taking it all in, and she was so awestruck that she never felt how the hands of the man once again rested on her shoulders. There, in the middle of the lights, she finally noticed; his face was white, his eyes black, everything in him a coordination of those two colors. But in the middle of that rainbow of  color, he, ironically, stood up. He kneeled down besides her, observing the spectacle of people that didn't stop laughing. The happiness was contagious, a happiness that she had never felt before... One that he had found recently. "They are just like you..." A rough, but soft voice whispered to her. Startled, she turned to look at him. Their eyes met, the rain seemed to fall on their noses at the same time.

"Would you like to be part of this?" Her eyes widened like plates, she, in her innocence, couldn't understand that this strange circus was opening it's doors for her, the man's words sounded distant, she looked over his shoulders, searching for the shadow of her mother, waiting for her to come pick her up and the fun to be over. But nobody came. It was only her, him and a circus waiting for them.

A branching path opened in front of her. To accept or not? Where would she end up? "What am I supposed to do here?" The girl was on the verge of tears. The nervousness, sadness, happiness... Emotions all mixed up in her small head. The man looked at her with kindness, hugging her small body with his warm arms. The pamphlet, still in his hands, flied away, forgotten.

"Is always like this at first, sad, doubtful faces, but, look! This sky, iluminated by the lights of this endless festival, doesn't it look wonderful? Your eyes, they appeared sadder than the rain; they were the eyes of someone that needed to be here. They were the eyes of a kid that needed to see this great spectacle". The expression of her face was now firmer, decisive. The hug ended, they stared at each other eyes, the rain appeared to be over.

"What do I have to do?" It was now midnight.

Happy, the man took her hand again, leading her into the circus tent, while the rest of the artists came back with the same expression as before, they never stopped looking at her with a growing smile. She couldn't stop thinking of the man's words: "They are just like you..." She whispered, unconsciously, which led to the man to stare at her.

"Just like me..."

The girl opened her mouth, but no words escaped her lips. He didn't know what to say either, he didn't want to confuse her more, so he only smiled. "Sometimes is better to be quiet" And he placed his index finger on his lips, smile never leaving his face.

The tent opened suddenly, a flare of flame iluminated it all, the actors went in, one by one, as soon as the fire extinguished, dissapearing in the deeps, until it was only the two of them. "You have beautiful eyes, a charming smile, you will be my assistant... I think we have a lot in common, and many things to talk about." He bent down, dedicating a bow to her, and the little girl, carried away by the situation, took the edges of her dress and did a curtsy. They laughed, took each others hands and walk into the tent. Her face paled, but not by the surprise. Her eyes brighted up more than ever and ironically, they lost their color. To him, it was like looking in a mirror, like going back to past. It was a range of grays way too familiar.

"Now... We will find you some nice clothes for you to forget this downpour." Applause resonated from every direction, every single member of the circus standing up; trapist artist, clowns, jugglers, animal trainers, everyone of them looked happy, but they didn't shine anymore, they were all the same color; dark, like if suddenly, they were all the same being. The girl was happy too. There, standing up, staring at only happy faces. It was much better than seen sad faces, a lot better that enduring an eternity of rain.

"Here, sadness will never be a problem for you. Everything you have lived until now, will be part of a strange, forgettable past. Here is were your new life begins." The applause continued, the man lifted her up, carrying her in his shoulders. The girl, between laughs, whispered in the ears of her new friend.

"Did you get lost too?" Her happiness vanished, for a brief moment, she wanted to cry again, to be hugged by her mother. Sadness creeped back into her heart, the first promise had already been broken. Yet still... It was the best thing that could happen.

"In the middle of darkness, abandoned in a downpour... Just in front of a crossroad. That's were I ended up. Familiar story, isn't it? We weren't born to be happy, so, in this haven, we will build it, together, and we will bring our happiness to those that are like us." He had a way with words, that she could tell. Immediately, her sadness drifted away, she got comfy in his arms, and closed her eyes. Then, noticing that situation, he smiled, gently carrying her, like if carrying her like a little sister was the medicine that he had always been looking for. Like if since forever, he had been destined to meet her, his new sister. "The work they do... It's incredible". "And now you will be part of it too." It all fell into silence. The downpour had diminished into a light drizzle, once again the street was empty. Now, there was no sign that the circus had ever been there, only the forgotten plastic of a red ballon, alone on the ground, sinking into a puddle.

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