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highladyandromeda · 1 month

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Shadows of the Heart

Part 2

Azriel x Fem!Reader

Summary: After years apart, Y/n returns to Velaris, bearing the weight of sacrifice and secrets from her past. Reunited with Rhysand and his Inner Circle, she navigates the complexities of rekindled friendships and unresolved tensions.

WC: 1.7k

Warnings: mentions of blood, but nothing particularly graphic

[Prologue], [Part 1]

Another four days passed, a week having finished as Y/n continued to sleep. Madja checked in multiple times a day, but she didn’t find any other problems.

“Apart from her loss of blood, her body’s naturally healing itself. And it even seems as though once Mor recovered, her magic was able to repair her wounds.”

Azriel observed how the deep cuts on her arm and leg closed to form thin raised scars, marveling at the process, and pushing back the discomfort of seeing her skin marred.

“So why isn’t she awakening?” Rhys broached, having left his place by her bedside, only to convert the room next door into a temporary office, checking in every hour according to his shadows.

“It’s most likely exhaustion.” Madja contemplated before continuing, “We’re still not sure of the magic she used to teleport herself and Morrigan here, but it was enough to take a toll on her body. Time is most likely what she required the most.”

Azriel nodded along, the images of the blood circle ingrained in his mind. The crimson runes were still left on the balcony, no one had the heart to ask the house or the stomach really, to wash them off. Rhys hadn’t said a word about it either, perhaps afraid that touching it could somehow affect Y/n’s recovery.

On the dawn of the fifteenth day, as the first rays of sunlight spilled into the room, bathing it in a warm, golden hue, something shifted. Azriel, who had taken to keeping watch that morning, noticed the change first. The steady rhythm of Y/n's breathing altered and became deeper, more purposeful. Her fingers twitched and as Azriel crept closer, he could see her eyelashes flutter.

Then, in a moment that seemed to suspend time itself, Y/n's eyes opened. The vividness of her gaze, a striking contrast to the pallor that had claimed her features for days, searched the room, disoriented yet aware.

As if sensing the shift in the air, Rhys appeared at the doorway, his presence commanding yet wreathed in silent anticipation. Feyre was close behind him, with Madja appearing along her side. Y/n’s gaze, clear yet clouded with confusion, swept across the room before settling on Rhys with a dawning recognition.

Rhys stepped forward, his voice a gentle anchor in the sea of confusion that likely swirled within her. "Y/n, you're safe. You're in the House of Wind, in Velaris."

"Rhys..." her voice was a whisper, fragile as the morning light, but it carried the weight of countless unspoken words. Azriel felt his shadows quiver at the sound of her voice, agitated that she said only that.

Madja approached with a gentle smile, her presence a reassuring beacon. "You've had us all holding our breath," she chided softly, a twinkle of relief in her eyes. "How do you feel?"

Struggling to sit up, Y/n's arms trembled with the effort, unable to support her weight. Quickly, Madja and Rhys were at her side, gently guiding her back against a fortress of pillows arranged for her comfort.

"I—how long—" she began, her voice barely a whisper. Gesturing towards her mouth, she mimed the action of drinking. Rhys, understanding immediately, handed her a glass of water, which she accepted with a nod of thanks.

"Fifteen days," came the response, surprising even Azriel, who hadn't expected his voice to fill the silence.

Y/n's gaze snapped to Azriel, her crimson eyes locking with his in confusion. Then, turning back to Rhys, she sought confirmation, her eyes laden with unspoken questions.

"Yes," Rhys affirmed, his tone carrying a blend of seriousness and warmth. "As Azriel, my spymaster, mentioned, you've been asleep for fifteen days, Y/n."

Her eyebrows shot up in surprise, prompting Rhys to add with a light-hearted chuckle, "You've never been one to enjoy your sleep, so, I must say, this time you've outdone yourself."

The room filled with soft laughter, which quickly turned into a series of coughs from Y/n.

With a firm command, Madja ushered everyone out, emphasizing the need for Y/n to rest and recuperate in solitude. Rhys, with a promise of returning bearing books and introductions, and Feyre, with an offer of her gentle company, reluctantly departed.

Azriel, ever the silent observer, melded back into the comforting embrace of the shadows. He lingered a moment longer, his gaze fixed on Y/n as she settled back, her magic, a soft luminescence against her skin, began to weave its way up her arms once more. And as he retreated into his room. It was the vivid scarlet of her eyes that imprinted itself on his mind, a beacon that refused to be extinguished even in the depth of shadows.

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Y/n paused at the top of the grand staircase, her hand resting lightly on the polished banister. Each step below seemed to stretch further away, a challenge laid out before her. She drew in a deep breath, bracing herself against the lingering weakness that clung to her limbs like the remnants of a bad dream. Halfway down, her breath came in shallow drafts and she leaned against the banister for a moment, closing her eyes. She wasn’t sure whether to laugh or cry at the state of her body, she couldn’t remember the last time such small movements pained her.

Finally reaching the bottom, Y/n paused, gathering herself. The familiar scents of breakfast—a medley of sweetness and warmth—wafted through the air, grounding her. She stepped forward, each movement measured, as she refused to collapse here. Her pride could only take so much more of a beating, after sleeping for 16 days now.

As her presence filled the doorway, a hush fell over the room, every eye turning towards her. It was Rhys and Mor who reacted first, their chairs scraping back against the polished floor as they sprang to their feet, propelled by a mix of concern and elation. Mor, having sat closer to the doorway on purpose, reached Y/n first, her arms enveloping Y/n in a hug that was nothing short of bone-crushing.

"Y/n!" Mor exclaimed, her voice thick with emotion, as she finally allowed her grip to loosen slightly, mindful of Y/n's recent ordeal. “What were you thinking?!” she yelled. Her eyes, bright with unshed tears, scanned Y/n's face as if to reassure herself that she was truly okay, that she was really there.

Rhys, following closely behind, wore an expression of deep relief mingled with a hint of his usual charm. He extended his hand, but then, deciding against it, pulled Y/n into a gentle embrace, mindful of her recovery.

"You've been missed, Y/n. More than you know," Rhys murmured, before stepping back to give her some space, before ushering her into a seat.

Y/n hesitated, her gaze sweeping across the familiar faces now turned towards her with varying expressions of curiosity and concern. "Actually," she began, a trace of her old confidence threading through her voice, "could I speak with you—just you and Mor...in private?" She added at their shared look of surprise, "It's urgent."

Before they could respond, Cassian tried to lighten the mood. "Sure, but not before you try some of this breakfast. We've all been waiting for you." His attempt to guide her towards the table was met with a small, knowing smile from Y/n.

"You must be Cassian," she remarked, “You’re just as I remember”, amusement lacing her tone, sparking a ripple of surprised laughter around the room. Deciding that she wouldn’t win this argument, Y/n gracefully conceded, taking the seat next to Azriel. As she settled into the chair, Azriel's shadow drifted towards her. They moved with an almost sentient awareness, coiling gently around her arms and weaving through her hair with the softness of a whispered secret.

Azriel caught between concern and embarrassment, hastily retracted them. "Sorry," he muttered, cheeks tinged with a rare blush.

Y/n shook her head, hiding her surprise with a gentle smile playing on her lips. "I don't mind. Really."

She turned straight to Rhys and tapped on his mental shields, watching his eyes unfocus as his talons gave way to the spirals of her crimson magic.

How much do they know? She asked.

Just the basics. Rhys responded. I wanted you to decide on the rest.

And you still trust them?

With my life. Y/n, why don’t you stay–

Before Rhys could finish, Y/n closed their link, looking around the room before revealing, “As you know, my name is Y/n. I was raised alongside Rhys and his sister in Moonstone Palace.”

She took a deep breath before continuing, “I left after her…after her death.” A pained glance shared between her and Rhys, with Mor resting her hand on her shoulder.

"I’ve seen and heard of Cassian and Azriel during visits to the Illyrian mountains, but it was so long ago. I'm not surprised no one remembers."

Azriel felt his heart stutter, wanting to know more about this enchanting faerie. How could she remember him, but he didn’t recall her? Before he could muster the courage to turn to her, to ask her what she thought, no, what she remembered of him, Y/n didn’t let the revelation sink in.

With the weight of her next words pressing down upon her, she continued "I can't stay for long. I have to return to Vallahan."

She raised her hand in a stopping motion, insisting on continuing before Rhys grabbed her hand and pulled her up and into the house’s study. The slammed door echoed the shocked faces around the table.

Finally, when it seemed as though they would continue past lunchtime, Y/n and Rhys emerged, both looking surprisingly frazzled as Y/n huffed up the stairs. Rhys announced to the room, now with the addition of Amren and Elain, that they would have renewed introductions during dinner.

Azriel tried to focus on the joy of seeing Y/n again for dinner, trying to swallow down the bit of jealousy he felt at her acknowledgment of Rhy and Cassian, and her subsequent engagement with the others. It wasn’t a new sensation, this feeling of being overshadowed by the more charismatic presence of his brothers. Historically, he had resigned himself to the background, comfortable in his silence, a watcher amidst the revelry. Yet, with Y/n, it felt different; though he had just met her, he wanted to be seen, to be the one she sought out, the one whose company she desired.

A/N: Hi everyone!! Thank you so much for the support -- I wasn't expecting so much interest and joy when I first posted! I hope that I can write something that makes you all feel as entertained and encaptured as fanfic authors have made me feel!

I just created a tag list, I tagged everyone who asked and those who commented on the previous parts. If you'd like to be included, please just let me know. 💕

TAGLIST: @strangelygreat @enfppuff @trip-n-sal @inloveallthetime @annamariereads16 @mybestfriendmademe @mariahoedt @annblvd @ania-swissweet @yearninglustfully @sleepylunarwolf @quiettuba @gorlillaglue25 @lilah-asteria

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elordilover · 2 months

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Hii! Could you write a walker scobell x actress reader fic where she's new to acting and her first acting role is in the pjo show? Thank you!!

i love this!! thanks so much for the request! 💐

more than best friends

pairing: walker scobell x fem!reader

summary: you are casted as annabeth for the pjo series and become best friends with your co-star, walker.

warnings: nothing really! not proof read, reader plays annabeth in the seires, half social media

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yourusername- i am so honored to finally tell you that am part of this project! this cast has become family. i’m so excited for everyone to watch it, meet you at camp half-blood: december 20th 🌩️⚡️🌊

walkerscobell- so honored to be able to work with you, and call you my best friend 💐♥️

percyjacksonseries- ⚡️⚡️⚡️

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everyone on the cast just announced their spots in the series, it was your first time doing this so you were a bit nervous. you watched your phone as all the positive comments started to roll in.

you heard the door to your trailer open and saw a familiar face, walker. you would never admit this to anyone, but you did sort of have a crush on him. but you had to put the admiration to the side now that he was your co-star.

“Y/N, do you want to go grab food since we’re done shooting for the day?”, he asked you.

“sure! where are we going?”, you replied as you got up and started exiting your trailer.

“i don’t know, in-n-out?”

“yeah, sure”, you said as you walked to the car.

the whole car ride was filled with scream-singing to one direction songs, it was amazing. the light that shined through his hair made you admire him even more. how the sunshine made his eyes sparkle. the way his smile grew when you were both singing along to the music that shaped both of your childhoods. you had always dreamed of nights like this, now they became your reality. your only wish was that he would see you as more than a friend.

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the next day you arrived to set early and we r straight to the hair and makeup trailer, which was were walker was also. you couldn’t wait to see him.

“hey Y/N, how are you?” walker asked as you walked through the door.

“i’m good, a little tired tho, how about you?” you replied.

“i’m good!”, he said.

you two fell into easy conversation while getting makeup done, or getting your hair fixed. it was always easy with him, you always felt safe and at home while you were with walker. it was just something about him.

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“action!”, you heard and immediately started to act out your scene with walker. it was going to be in the finale episode, where you place your necklace around his neck. it was supposed to be a little romantic, but it shouldn’t have affected you this much.

walker’s deep blue eyes stared you down, your cheeks immediately turned a deep shade of red. it was embarrassing, everyone on set would notice your admiration toward walker.

walker started laughing, most likely from your eye contact. almost every scene you guys shot together ended up like this, you and walker would burst out laughing. almost every scene had to be reshot many many times.

you shot the scene again and again until it was perfect. your cheeks still burning many minutes after.

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after many long hours of shooting, walker entered into your trailer to hang out with you. it had become a nightly ritual for you guys. you would lay on your couch and scroll on tiktok, showing each other the funniest ones.

after minutes of scrolling walker tilted his phone toward you. you noticed the tiktok featured you and walker. it was an edit shipping you two. it used clips from different moments from the press tour, and red carpet events.

“i mean… it’s a good edit”, you said nervously. you secretly loved seeing tiktok’s like these.

“yeah i agree, it’s one of the better ones i’ve seen. we look pretty good together, we make a great team”, walker replied not knowing how that last sentence would effect you.

“we sure do”, you agreed as both you and walker’s cheeks turned red.

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the other members of the cast had noticed how close you and walker had gotten, when you weren’t together, you guys were texting, and if you weren’t texting, you were probably asleep. aryan had brought it up to you last week, he said how everyone saw how you guys looked at each other, and how you were both always blushing when you had scenes together. you didn’t believe him though.

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filming had come to an end and you were definitely going to miss your new best friends, especially walker. you two had agreed to call and text as much as you could till you could be back together for the press tour.

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yourusername- filming this show was the best experience of my life, thank you to everyone who was involved in creating this amazing series. love you all ♥️

the first two episodes are out now! 🌩️⚡️🌊

walkerscobell- SO EXCITED‼️‼️‼️

percyjacksonseries- oh my god

walkerfan- Y/N’s feeding us with this bts content

Y/Nfan- it’s sooooooo good

walkerscobell- first two episodes. out now. 🌩️🌊

i love everyone on this cast so much, they have become my family, so so so thankful for everyone who got me here

yourusername- GO BEST FRIEND ‼️‼️‼️

percyjacksonseries- watching rn.

walkerfan13- PERCYBETH 😭😭😭

Y/Nfan- Y/N X WALKER CONTENT 🎉

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after the cast party, you decided to go over to walker’s place before your parents came and got you.

“hey Y/N, i kind of wanted to tell you something”, walker said nervously, “ever since i first met you you’ve inspired me so much and i just wanted to say that i really like you, in more than a friend way”, he rambled out.

you thought you were dreaming, no way he just said that. you stared at him for a second before kissing him, it was just a simple peck but you hope it got your point across.

“wait, you like me too?”

“of course, of course i do” you replied, noticing how red walker’s cheeks were.

he leaned in and gave you another kiss, you couldn’t believe this was real life.

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after a couple of months, many interviews, many nights on facetime, many ship edits being sent to each other, many days of secretly dating. you both decided to make your relationship public.

yourusername- my mom approves

comments on this post have been limited…..

walkerscobell- percybeth irl

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thanks for reading, please send feedback and more requests!

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azrielslightintheshadows · 5 months

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Hi, I absolutely love everything you write 😭 So I wanted to ask for something, if you're interested ❤️‍🔥 The request in question would see Azriel partner with a twin sister of Eris Vanserra. The plot I had come up with (feel free to change it to your liking) was that bed grew up with Eris, obviously, but Beron ordered Eris to kill her sister to eliminate doubts about who would be Autumn's heir after Beron, because he obviously didn't want to take the risk of a woman sitting on the throne. Eris obviously didn't kill her sister, but left her hidden in the forest and She always grew up alone. Until the marriage proposal between Eris and Morrigan arrives, and Morrigan, fleeing the arranged marriage, finds Eris's sister in the forest and threatens to hand her over to Beron. if Eris doesn't let her leave. And so Eris makes the deal and frees Morrigan (as we saw Az going to get her). Feel free to create how Az finds it. And I would love it if you didn't write a mean Eris, because I really like him 😭 and I think he would be a kind brother to his twin sister 😭❤️‍🔥

Sorry if this was too long or the story didn't please you, or it was confusing, I'm using the translator, so there must be an error. Sorry 💗💗

Trapped mate.

Azriel x f!Vanserra!Reader

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Warnings; mentions of death, blood and abuse.

Thank you! I hope this is what you had in mind! Feel free to send more requests I really enjoyed this one.

Everyone believed that Lucien was abused and despised by Beron because he probably wasn’t his son, and they were wrong it sure was one of the reasons but not the main one. The main one was that Beron was/is a horrible creature filled with hatred and malice and you were the living proof of that. You are Beron’s daughter and yet he despises you. You were born one minute later than Eris, and the moment the healer announced “female” Beron’s smile turned into a scowl and he left the room without one glance at you. Growing up he never showed you any interest and this resulted to you clinging onto Eris. Your brother became the only male idol in your life. You did everything together, he was the only one who gave you affection and love and you knew that he would risk his life for you, as a matter of fact he already did it 124 years ago when Beron realized that you were a possible heir to his throne and freaked out ordering Eris to take you in the forest on a ‘hunting trip’ and kill you, then say that you had an accident. You knew your father, he could order anyone else to do this, but he wanted to toughen Eris up, he wanted to make Eris like him -a monster. But your brother was and still is good and he loves you more than his own self, he says that you are his other half, the light in his soul. So, he took you to the forest and hid you in a cabin he owned there, and found a witch to cast a spell so no one could ever find the cabin. You grew up there alone, Eris would visit you once a month because he didn’t want to raise suspicions if he frequently disappeared, and Beron watching him like a hawk since he never showed him your corpse wasn’t making his visits any easier. The last time he came he informed you that the witch who cast the spell was dead, and he needed to find another one to keep you hidden, then he begged you to stay in the cabin no matter what.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 🍁 🍂 ☁️˙✧˖°

You were cooking when a scream echoed through the forest, it sounded like a female, another one followed more heartbreaking than the other, she sounded hurt and frightened. You placed the ladle on the counter and removed the kettle from the fire, your worry and curiosity taking over as you walked towards the door. You cracked the door and peeked outside, no one was there. You opened it further and stepped outside and then you saw her, a naked blonde female covered in blood, a note was nailed to her womb. You gasped and ran to her, she flinched back when she saw you. “Its okay you’re safe, don’t worry I got you” you said softly and wrapped her arm around your neck, helping her to your cabin. You laid her on the couch and hurried off to find a cloth and a bowl to fill with warm water. After gathering everything you needed you went back, she was watching your every move. “I’m going to clean your wounds” you informed her and knelt in front of her.

“You look like Eris” she whispered, and you froze. Could you reveal the truth to her? What if she went to Beron? Your silence confirmed her suspicions and she gasped.

“You are Eris’ twin sister… you didn’t die” she exclaimed.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I have never seen the lordling” You wrinkled your nose at the title, but you needed to sound convincing.

She stared at you and hissed when you removed the nail from her womb. “You need to see a healer” you informed her.

“I can’t go out there, Eris is probably looking for me” she replied.

“Why?” you furrowed your eyebrows. She pointed to the note, and you read it, you gasped and leaned back. “You are his fiancé?” you asked wide-eyed.

“Ex fiancé… anyway thank you for this I just need to rest and then I’ll be on my way” she said and leaned back letting you clean her wounds.

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ 🍁 🍂 ☁️˙✧˖°

You were searching your closet for clothes she could borrow when the sound of horses’ hooves crushing the fallen leaves filled the silence. You straightened your back and peeked through the window. Eris.

The blonde female raised from the couch and looked at you. “Its okay” you told her and moved to stand in front of her. “I’m sorry” she mumbled and before you could ask why the door burst open and Eris strolled in, his eyes widening when he noticed the female behind you. “What is she doing here?” he asked you. “She was hurt and frightened Eris, because of you” you narrowed your eyes. “I couldn’t leave her out there she would die”.

“You just invited a wolf in your house” Eris growled, and the female smirked.

“Now that you are here my beloved, I’ve already reached to Rhysand, and he knows about your sweet sister. Azriel is coming to get me and if you even try to stand in my way, Rhys will inform your daddy about his daughter’s resurrection.”

Your eyes filled with tears as you watched Eris’ hurt expression. What have you done? You moved away from her, the clothes you found dropping at her feet. Eris pushed you behind him and spoke.

“Okay get dressed I will escort you there”. “Oh there’s no need for that, he is coming here.” She shrugged and got dressed.

You were sitting on the armchair hugging your knees, Eris was pacing and Mor -as Eris informed you- was sprawled on your couch, the smirk never leaving her face.

Suddenly darkness swirled in front of your door and a winged figure appeared, when the darkness disappeared the most handsome male you have ever seen walked in. He was tall, his body broad and strong and his face… his face was angelic even though his expression was made from sin and ice. His hazel eyes stared at you, and you swore you could see all the stars inside them. You almost moaned at the sight, and then you felt it, a thread binding your soul to his and it snapped.

He flinched and his eyes widened.

“You’re my mate” you whispered.

Eris and Mor blinked, their eyes moving between the two of you frantically.

“Oh no no no no” Eris laughed sarcastically.

The male turned his attention to him. “Your sister is the only reason I’m letting you live Vanserra” he growled. “Let’s go, Cassian is waiting at the border” he offered a hand to Mor and when she reached him, he guided her outside flared his wings and they were gone.

You were standing in front of the armchair, staring at the door. You were frozen in your spot.

“Did he just leave?” you asked.

“Yeah, but he is coming back, Azriel is way too stubborn to let go of you. We need to leave.” Eris said and grabbed his coat.

“Eris wait…” he stopped and looked at you. “What if I go with him? I have no life here, I’m alone… Beron doesn’t have to know, I will stay hidden.”

“Azriel is an illyrian bastard… you are way too good for him.” He growled.

“I don’t care! Cauldron, you sound like our father right now” you groaned. “Do you want me to stay trapped here? Alone and miserable…”

Eris let out a sigh “you are right… but I won’t get to see you again” his voice was barely above a whisper.

“We will find a way for you to visit” you approached him and grabbed his hands. He nodded and pulled you in his arms, leaving a soft kiss on your forehead.

You heard the beating sound of wings and removed yourself from Eris’ embrace. Azriel landed in front of the cabin.

“Even if I don’t like this… you should take her with you, she is on her own here and if Beron finds her, he will kill her.” Eris spoke and Azriel nodded. He offered you his hand and glance at Eris. “I will take care of her, don’t worry”

And with that you walked in your mates embrace, looking at your brother hopefully not for the last time and wishing for a better life far away from your father – Beron.

Requests are open!

Edit: I forgot to write this before, I don’t think I will ever be able to write a mean Eris… I mean he is so hot, maybe I wouldn’t marry him but I would totally fuck him… I’m completely obsessed with Azriel but I would totally cheat on him with Eris 🫢

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adventuringblind · 9 months

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“My Favorite Sainz”

Carlos Sainz x sister!reader & Charles Leclerc x Sainz!Reader (can be read as platonic or romantic)

Genre: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff

Request: yes! I hope this is what you were thinking! My requests are open so please send your ideas!

Summary: Carlos has a new girlfriend, one who obviously didn’t care much to get to know him. When his sister starts getting bullied by her, it’s time for someone to step in.

Warnings: toxic behavior, bullying, social media being poison

Notes: written in third person. Kinda short compared to my other fics.

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She was definitely more private than her brother. All her socials set to private. She only used her last name if it was necessary. So it didn’t shock her that her brothers new girlfriend didn’t know they were related.

Most of the staff around the Ferrari garage knew. Simply because Carlos was so excited when she finally decided to come to the paddock that he introduced her to everyone as “my baby sister,” much to her dismay.

The Leclerc family was instantly warm towards her. She liked teasing both Carlos and Charles. If she wasn’t with Carlos, she was probably with Charles.

When Carlos mentioned he was going on a date with a model, her and Charles teased him. It went on for months until he finally let the two meet her at the paddock during a race weekend.

It was obvious that the woman didn't care much to get to know him. The younger Sainz picked up on the way she practically ignored him when he spoke.

She pointed it out to him a few times but was just dismissed. Thankfully, Charles also saw it and reassured his favorite Sainz that she wasn't crazy.

Carlos simply pointed out that she didn't know her and that since she's a model, she deals with media and interactions differently.

She felt hurt by his words. Why didn't he see what she did?

Then the jealousy started.

Being a sister obviously meant being there for Carlos when things came up. No matter the result, it became routine for her to find him after races and slather him in sibling affection.

Depending on his mood, he’d either bat her away playfully or let console him. It was one of these moments that someone took a picture of. The culprit was Carlos’ girlfriend. She knows because she watched her take a picture with the flash on.

She let it be though. Maybe she thought it was cute.

The reality of what was really going on set in when she woke up that morning to the image circling the internet. Gossip articles claiming Carlos to be a cheater and her to be a slut.

Was it that difficult to want privacy? She wanted to watch her brothers races in peace. Do her job without interference from fans. Now, her want to remain unnoticed was the cause of drama for Carlos.

She tried to keep it to herself. Tried to let it all go because she knew the truth. But the fans were getting out of hand. They’d dug up photos where she appears with other drivers. Charles in particular.

As the words they used got stronger, she found herself struggling with how to cope.

She tried to talk to her brother about, but he’d just said he hadn’t seen anything and not to pay any mind to the haters.

It didn’t surprise Charles to see her at his door the following afternoon. Carlos had called him saying he couldn’t understand what was going on. Charles didn’t really know either. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, he knew it wasn’t good.

“What can I do for my favorite Sainz?”

Charles made a mental note that day to talk to Carlos, but he could never find a good opportunity to do so. In the meantime, he tried to help get rid of any rumors sounding the two.

She had bigger things to deal with then fans. Mostly the now very aggressive comments that came from a certain model. She was constantly telling her to back off.

“Can’t you take a hint?”

“I’m his-“

“I don’t care what you are, leave us alone.” She sneered. Again not bothering to listen to what anyone had to say.

Carlos had started noticing that both his sister and friend had been pulling away from him. He wanted to get to the bottom of it. But his girlfriend always placed herself between him and any answers. It was starting to become frustrating for the Spaniard.

This weekend she was going to celebrate Carlos’ birthday. He’d planned a large party at his apartment. She knew who was going to be there and almost decided in feigning sickness. She couldn’t do that to her brother, though. She’d just do her best to avoid any sort of spectacle.

When she arrived, the anxiety had already set in. More pictures. More words. More confrontation. She hated what this had done to her.

She takes a deep breath, opens the door, and immediately looks for her brother. He was easy to spot in the sea of bodies. Thankfully he spotted a her as well and pushed past the group to get to her.

He embraced her and planted a kiss to the top of her head. “I’m so happy you’re here! I feel like we haven’t seen each other in forever!”

She lets out an airy laugh. “We just saw each other last week and you said I was the worst sister of all time.”

“You ate my food.”

“You didn’t label it yours.”

The conversation was quick but she was relieved to be on her own again. No sight of anyone sneaking pictures of her or wanting to start anything. She made small talk with a few friends and family members. Then decided a drink was necessary if she was going to get through this party without passing out from the anxiety.

Before she made it to the bar, someone had snagged her wrist. Her body being dragged through people into the hallway. The two now secluded and away from earshot if any of her friends.

“How many times to I have to tell you? Stay away from him.” She could smell the alcohol on the woman’s breathe. She didn’t want there to be a scene. Not tonight.

She looked for a way to escape since words would do nothing. Being pinned to the wall by her shoulders was not helping her options.

Charles had arrived a few minutes ago. She had texted him before the party started admitting her nerves. He promised to find her as soon as he got there, but she was nowhere to be found.

Eventually he ran into Carlos. They greeted each other with a hug and a course of happy birthdays from the monegasque.

“Have you seen your sister anywhere?” He asked. His concern for the younger Sainz only growing as he’d yet to see her.

Carlos looked at him in confusion. “I was hoping you would know.”

The two split off to find her. Looking in places where you may have gone to get away.

Charles found himself down a hall that looked relatively quite. Until he heard the slurred words of a familiar female. He peeked around the corner and saw the girl he was looking for being held by the shoulders against the walls. Eyes glazed over like she wasn’t present.

Charles jumps out from around the corner and clears his throat. “There’s my favorite Sainz! I’ve been looking all over for you!”

The model and the monegasque stare at each other as one slowly releases her into the arms of the other. Carlos peaks around the corner in confusion. Not understanding why his sister was shaking, his girlfriend looked like she might punch Charles, and Charles looks like he’s going to run away with his sister.

“I’m so tired of this!” The mode, finally scream out. Loud enough for anyone nearby to stop what they’re doing. “Did you marry her or something now too?!”

Carlos deadpans and Charles starts laughing. The model only continues her monologue. “She’s a slut and want all your attention all the time, Carlos!”

Now they’ve switched. Carlos looks like he might punch the wall and Charles expression immediately deadpans.

“Get out.” Carlos spits. His voice firm and determined.

“What?-“

“I see what’s been going on now. Nobody gets to disrespect my family.”

“Your sister?”

The model begins fumbling around in confusion and embarrassment. Not knowing how not understanding what anyone was trying to tell her. Someone made sure she was escorted out.

Carlos thanked Charles for stepping in and helping his little sister. She smiled at her brother. “Never doubted you for a second.” She chuckles.

After she is in the safety of her own home, she sighs heavily. Charles had brought her up and walked her inside to make sure she was ok after everything that happened.

She almost tackled him with her surprise hug and muttered a ‘thank you’ into his chest.

He embraced her back. Whispering “of course, anything for my favorite Sainz.”

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lovelybrooke · 4 months

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I could listen to you talking about bg3 for ever tbf

Karlach would be pretty slow to be Yandere i think, first cause she cant touch reader without burning them

But i think that after she is Yandere she would be the most protective, I mean, Reader is pretty weak and even tho she would train us I think she would like more to protect us

Wyll and Karlach trying to protect us while Gayle want to have us only for him would be pretty funny

Since I've met most of the main companions, I'll detail the order I think each character would become yandere.

1st: Gale

I've kinda mentioned this in another post, but Gale gives off someone who desperately wants to take care of someone and have someone take care of him. I've heard bits and pieces of his story from just being in the fandom, and it's just the vide he gives off in my opinion. When it comes to modern-day reader, you find yourself gravitating towards him since he might be the only one who can help get you home. Gale immediately takes advantage of this, and spends time teaching you magic under the guise of wanting to make sure you can protect yourself. In reality, he wants to keep you to himself. He only gets worse as he realizes the others feel exactly the same way, and don't really appreciate him hoarding you away like he does.

2nd: Wyll

Wyll gives off major caregiver vibes. He spends his time training children and treats everyone with kindness. He just seems like such a nice guy, which is why I think he immediately starts to pity you when he joins your party. You're very clearly scared and confused, so it's not surprising when he starts to help you around camp and in battle. He doesn't judge or doubt your story, but deep down he does find it a bit strange, at least in the beginning. But he doesn't tell this to you, since you get so happy when you talk about home, and because he gets to comfort you when you get homesick. Wyll's kindness eventually starts to morph into something darker the more you spend time with them. He becomes possessive and intensely overprotective, even suggesting you don't engage in battle at all in fear of seeing you hurt. Like I mentioned, he's a caregiver, so he sews you clothing up (at least until a certain vampire comes into the mix), he makes your meals, and tends to your wounds. You don't really notice a change however, since Wyll is amazing at hiding it

3rd: Halsin

Halsin is very kind, but also very stoic and serious some times. I find him personally very similar to Wyll, just a little bit more himbo-ish. While I haven't officially requited him yet, I do see him as someone who's not very shy about his affections. Like Wyll, he likes to take care of you, taking care of your wounds when you come back to camp, teaching you about this world that you seemed so confused by. He sensed this kindness in you, but also this extreme vulnerability that he knew could be manipulated if you weren't careful. And so, he became your protector. Like Gale, he believes he's the only person capable of keeping you safe. He's also very open about his affections, staying close to you at all times, openly expressing his care and adoration towards you. However, at the same time, he isn't afraid to call out others on their behavior, especially when it concerns your safety.

4th: Shadowheart

I sometimes get sorta tsundere (I hate that word but I can't think of anything else) vibes from Shadowheart. Like Astarion gets compared to a cat a lot but I definitely think she is a lot like one two. She, along with Astarion and Lae'zel don't believe your story about coming from another world, at least in the beginning. She doesn't trust you for a while, and honestly believes you're making everything up in order to gain their trust. I don't know much about her story, but Shadowheart is very distrusting, and so I think it would take her awhile to finally warm up to you. It isn't until the others are finally expressing their feelings that she thinks you might not be as bad as she made you out to be. She slowly starts to get close to you, even though it does take a lot of work. Her feelings for you are subtle, and she's to embarrassed to express them openly like Wyll or Halsin, but she has no problem with protecting you or defending you, at least once she's convinced you aren't going to kill her.

5th: Karlach

I've discussed in another post that Karlach would take a while to get close to you since she can't physically touch you. This doesn't mean she doesn't care for you, it's just that it's much harder to express it like the others. I also think that Karlach doesn't realize her feelings are deep and personally until much, much later. She truly believes her feelings for you are just pride since you're so strong and brave, and that it couldn't be anything more. However, she's sorely mistaken when she starts to feel herself heat with jealously when she sees you with anyone else, taking, eating, training, it doesn't matter. It makes her crave intimacy with you, and it makes her extremely disappointed that she can't actually get close to you. Eventually, she does realize her feelings, and she tries to express them in ways that won't result in injury, waiting for the day where she can finally have you in her arms forever.

6th: Astarion

I know a lot about Astarion, since I do love him so much, so I do think it would take him a while for him to truly love someone. He's a lot like Shadowheart, where he doesn't believe a word about your story, and he spends a lot of time poking fun at you. He truly just can't wrap his head around it, and believes you must be playing tricks. He's not judging you, don't get him wrong. But he won't fall for your tricks so easily like the others. A part of him doesn't want to get attached, because if by chance what you're saying is true, then you're eventually going to go home, and he'll never see you again. When feelings do start to blossom in him, he does what he does best, and he pretends like nothing changed. He doesn't show adoration or care, at least not in ways you notice at first. He'll sew up your clothing, keeping them much longer than needed for such a small tear. He'll offer to brush your hair, and if you offer yourself up for him to bite, he treats you with too much care, care that you don't tend to treat a snack. He doesn't want to admit his feelings, because he's afraid, but a part of him is happy that the others feel just as strongly for you, because it means a better chance at you staying with him.

7th: Lae'zel

It was difficult for me to figure out where Lae'zel would be, but I do think it would taker her the longest. She's standoffish and distrusting, she doesn't care much for others. When she finds you on the ship, dazed and confused, she understood your emotions. But when you mutter and whisper about being from another world, she starts to think you were more effected by the mind flayer then she though. She openly expresses distain for you, assuming you must have memory loss from your time one the ship. She attempts to steer you away from Gale, believing he only feeds into your delusions. You are their leader, you must be strong. Honestly, Lae'zel is the biggest reason you become so cold and standoffish towards everyone, since you start to feel like you're never going to find away home. Pressure starts to build on you, and it becomes to much. Lae'zel won't admit it, but she feels bad. She caused such a drastic shift in you, and she feels remorse. Her feelings for you are subtle, almost like they aren't even there, since they come from a place a guilt. She protects you, keeps you safe, and promises you to help you find a way home, even if she knows she can't keep that promise.

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A/n: I know there are other companions, but I really only wanted to include the main ones, since that's just easier. Please feel free to request bg3 stuff.

#yandere x reader #soft yandere #platonic yandere #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #yandere baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 x reader #baldurs gate x reader

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leahrintarou · 8 months

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☠︎︎ DAY TWENTY-SIX: OVERSTIMULATION FT. ATSUMU

☠︎︎ WARNINGS: fwb relationship, best friends, no penetration, female stimulation, teasing, fem reader

☠︎︎ WORD COUNT: 1.3k

y/n's eye's darted up from the screen of her laptop and to the entrance of her bedroom's door after hearing it swing open with such force. "we lost" she heard the blonde announce before closing the door behind himself. "and you're smiling about it?" y/n questioned, still a bit pissed about his sudden barge into her home. "it was a fun game, i don't mind losing, after all, i got to play with some people i knew from high school"

y/n only sighed, before feeling the slight and sudden pressure on the area of her bed that atsumu decided to lay back on. "i could've introduced you but, you never come to my games to watch me play anyways" he frowned, eye's slightly glaring at y/n's uninterested expression. "you want me to watch you lose?" she looked up from her laptop to meet atsumu's gaze, smiling when the evidence of his pissed off state became visible on his features.

"i always come to your stupid student occasions. every one that you've taken for each semester too. despite them being so boring-"

he let out an unexpected whine when y/n's hand collided with his shoulder, leaving a stinging pain behind. "you always tell me how each of your games go, anyway. so, just fill me in on the shit ton of girls that flirted with you or vice-versa" atsumu groaned at her words before sitting up to remove her laptop from it's place on her thighs. "you know i'm not like that anymore, n/n"

"oh, really? i thought you were" atsumu couldn't tell whether she was using sarcasm or not but knowing y/n well enough, it was probably the first option. "you act like you wouldn't fall for me if i actually tried to date you"

"i wouldn't, you're basically a manwhore" she reached for her laptop, pulling it back into her lap so she could focus her attention back onto it. "aw, call me that again" he laughed when y/n' attempted to throw a pillow directly toward his face. "shut up, tsumu"

she calmed down, eventually, finally being able to voice a question. "so..are you going to tell me why you just bursted into my room without calling me?" she questioned. "well, you did give me a key to your apartment which means you're comfortable enough with me catching you doing basically anything. and i also just came here to see you"

y/n glared at his own calmly natured gaze, struggling to look away from him. with the sound of a notification from her phone, she was thankful that it finally snapped her out of her daze. atsumu would always have that affect on her, whether it was intentional or not. everything he did, basically mezmorized her which is why most of the time, she words slick insult or comments just to avoid him from becoming too relaxed.

"well, you saw me. what do you want to do?" she asked. "I'm not sure yet" atsumu was trapped in thought and his sudden silence made y/n look up to admire his features. he felt her gaze but decided to ignore it. that was until, it shifted onto his lips and his lips only. thoughts raced through y/n's head when she saw him smile, immediately forcing herself to look away and back to her laptop. "i feel you staring, pretty"

"fuck off, I just spaced out"

"really? what were you thinking about?"

she didn't reply and only kept her focus onto the screen of her laptop, contemplating whether or not she should insert some earbuds too. just so she could ignore the rising tension that was only being built up more and more in the atmosphere of her room, once again, atsumu removed her laptop from her lap, replacing it with his head, resting it there while his hand caressed the side of her thigh.

"tsumu, i have to finish my assignment. its due in a few hours" she explained reaching for it. he lifted his head before grabbing y/n's wrist. "then why've you been staring at the blank screen for so long?. clearly you're thinking about anything but that assignment." atsumu eventually sat up properly, before leaning closer to y/n, just barely grazing his lips over hers. he immediately pulled away when he felt her attempt to pull him in closer. "i guess it's too bad that i'm a manwhore, though"

"atsumu" y/n groaned, finally having enough of his teasing. "aw, dropped the nickname, already?" he frowned and just before y/n could speak, he properly leaned in, this time fully pressing his lips against her own. his lips moved as if he didn't have a care in the world and in this moment it felt as if he really didn't. "do you want more, n/n?" he smirked against her after inhaling a sharp breath when she purposely bit his lip.

"don't get all cocky, tsumu"

but despite wanting to keep her pride, the heat that rose between her thighs had other plans to which she couldn't help but follow. atsumu moved next to y/n, resting his back on the headboard before urging her to sit between his legs, her back resting against his chest. atsumu placed small kisses and actions of affection onto her shoulders, the lack of attention where she needed it the most almost making her want to groan from frustration. his hands made its way under the layered hems of her pants and underwear, erupting a satisfied sigh from y/n.

"i think im allowed to be cocky since you get so excited over my slightest touch"

before y/n could speak, the pads of atsumu's digits pressed directly against her bud, making her hold back her word's to avoid it coming out as a pleasured moan. atsumu kept an unsteady and patterned pace just to tease y/n enough so she'd voice her frustration of impatience. he smiled when a whimper left her lips after he purposely slowed his movement. "what's wrong, n/n?"

"you're teasing"

"i know" he smiled, suddenly building up a speed that immediately caught y/n off guard. small moans erupted from her throat when she felt like holding back was just going to make the situation more frustrating. atsumu smiled at her uncontrolled actions, her hips jerked up against his hand, her chest heavied repeatedly, and her legs so desperately wanted to wrap around his wrist. and with another lasting fast pace of atsumu's fingers against y/n's bud, her head leaning back onto his shoulder as her unexpected and fastly arriving peak was finally drawn out of her.

she tried to steady her breathing but quickly failed when atsumu only continued.

"again" he mumbled against her ear. y/n wasn't even sure if she could manage to build up the now overwhelming pleasure in such a small amount of time but the way atsumu's words sounding so confident, she had a little hope. she reached for his wrist to slightly slow his movements so she'd be able to relax against his touch for at least a second. y/n felt relief when atsumu complied but, not without a bit of reluctance. "tsumu"

he hummed at her words, when her hand's rested on his thighs to somehow ground herself to reality. his touches were overwhelmingly pleasure filled. his free hand griped her waist to cease her jerking movements as a continuous stream of moans were laced into her warning's over her second orgasm's arrival. her words only sent excitement through the entirety of atsumu's body, and a smile formed on his lips when her grip on his thighs tightened, her legs closely and suddenly encasing his wrist.

"am i still a manwhore, n/n?" atsumu asked, the pacing of his fingers still continuing at a normal pace. he awaited for y/n's answer to decide whether or not if he should draw yet another orgasm from her already sensitive figure.

"yes...tsumu, wait-"

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alessiathepirate · 4 months

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December 25

Prompt: Christmas party. / Mistletoe.

Fast and Furious: Deckard Shaw x fem!reader

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If Magdalene Shaw wanted you around for Christmas, then you most definitely were around for Christmas. It didn't matter that you had somewhere else to be or something else to do. What she said was more important and serious than the Bible itself.

Even for her kids. Especially for her kids.

Sometimes she wondered how their mother bought their affection and company. Maybe they found her scary when disappointed. Or she simply won them over with fake tears.

For Deckard it was most definitely the fake tears.

Sometimes she even laughed how easily Magdalene managed to get what she wants from them. There were times when they smiled at the other when Deckard couldn't see, and they quietly giggled when he realized his mother was playing around to get what she wants from him.

She actually liked Magdalene Shaw. She respected her too. However it was her turn to be left in the dark. Because no matter how clever the woman was, she most definitely didn't know that she was dating his son behind her back.

Not like it was supposed to be a top secret. No, both her and Deckard loved the woman, they just knew neither of them is mentally ready to take in her overbearing reaction. Or Hattie's. Or Owen's...

So they just decided to stay in the dark.

The Shaw Christmas party was a success. Of course it was. It didn't only have everything one might need, but it had a surprisingly pleasant mood too, the kind that meant none of the siblings were bickering. She had the idea that their mother talked to them beforehand.

"Are you enjoying yourself dear?"

She looked up, only to see Magdalene, who stood next to her armchair and looked down at her with a smile. She purposefully chose to sit there, in a corner with Hattie and Owen so she wouldn't have to introduce herself to every person she hadn't met yet.

"Of course." she smiled. "It's a wonderful party."

"See, that's why I like you." her hand touched her shoulder in comfort, yet that was the first time she felt like the woman knows something she doesn't.

She looked at Hattie for some support, but she only tilted her head discreetely as a no and Owen only shrugged when his mother couldn't see it.

She turned back toward Magdalene and smiled too. "Although your kids are acting a bit too nice for my liking, I was hoping for some fun."

That 'fun' meant shooting someone in the head or driving through the streets in a car with no car doors. Still, she prefered that over their nice behaviour at a Christmas party.

"As long as it's after the party, I'm not against it." her hand finally disappeared and she felt like she can breath again.

"That's what she promised to us too." Hattie said as she smiled and she did too. They had a nice friendship going on which meant 'if you want to leave I do too'.

"I'm really sorry to disturb you dear, but would you get some ice from the kitchen? I'm afraid one of our guest got into a nasty fight."

"And we are the ones who have to behave." Owen spoke up before she could, but he shut his mouth as soon as his mother gave her the look.

"Sure, I'll do it." she stood up after she made sure her dress looked nice. "See you in a sec."

The Shaws had many apartments all around the world and each and every one of them felt like a labyrinth - especially if it was full of people. She gently squeezed through them - almost stopping when she heard some of them talk about dealing cars - and finally reached the kitchen.

It was a big, dark and empty square, the one where she liked to hide when people became too much. She didn't bother with the lights, knowing the light source from the hall was enough. She quickly found the freezer and opened it, then she started to look for the ice.

It was already in her hands when the quiet sound of careful footsteps hit her ear and she grabbed onto the ice firmer as she turned around, one arm raised to smack the person in the face with the thing.

Her arm, however, was luckily caught. She would've felt extremely guilty to stare at Deckard's bruised face when they were alone.

"Jesus fucking Christ!" she cursed as she looked at him, her mind proceeding who she's seeing. "I almost hit you with the fucking ice!"

"You wouldn't have." Deckard smiled and she almost did too.

"I could have." she answered as she freed her arm from his grip, even though it felt really nice. "Where were you all night anyway?"

"Mom put me on firearm duty." he explained. "Someone might have a gun."

"Well do they?" she asked with a confused expression.

"Obviously." he smirked. "But so do we."

She turned to close the freezer and put the ice pack in her other hand.

"Merry Christmas by the way. I didn't have the chance to tell you that yet." her features turned calm and soft, just like it always happened around him.

"Did you get me a present?" his eyes were playful.

"Depends." she played around. "Did you get me one?"

"I might have."

She leaned in first, but he was the one who kissed her. She sighed as she kissed him back. It was the first kiss of the day.

"You look great in that dress by the way. It fits you well."

She slightly blushed at that.

"Thank you. You're not so bad yourself."

"Why are you in the kitchen?" he asked, looking like someone who really doesn't know.

"Your mom sent me here for some ice." she explained. "So we should get going before it completely melts."

"Let's get going then."

Deckard gently held her hand as they reached the hall, intertwining their fingers and holding her firmly, not wanting to lose her in the crowd. She liked it when Deckard was leading her, looking out for her even in the safest moments. She appreciated that a lot. She loved that about him a lot.

"Will you come over when the party's over?" she asked, trying to speak through the chatter and the music.

"Of course sweetheart." he answered as he pushed a man aside who was standing too close for his liking. "That was my plan from the beginning. Besides, I really bought you a present."

She blushed, but luckily this time he didn't have a single chance to see it. They reached the corner where she sat before anyway and she felt strange as she realized Deckard kept his eyes on her throughout the whole evening.

"Here it is." she said as she gave the ice pack to Magdalene.

The woman took it, but her eyes never left hers.

She felt Deckard's hold on her hand tighten and she realized that their cover was blown. She opened her mouth to say something, but nothing really came out. She could see Hattie and Owen changing looks in the corner, then they took a sip from their wine.

"Thank you dear." Magdalene said, her face staying serious. She then turned to look at his son. "Don't you fucking lie to me ever again." her features then softened fast, clearly stating that she wasn't really angry. "Mistletoe by the way." she pointed out the thing above them and left.

She could hear Hattie's laugh from the corner.

#alessiathepirate's christmas special #fast and the furious x reader #deckard shaw x reader #deckard shaw x fem!reader

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Could I bother you for a part 2 to Go For It? Maybe where reader snaps at some point and then starts avoiding Steve or smth? And he goes to Robin(who knows what went down) for advice only to get chewed out? Up to you whether it ends with angst, fluff, and/or smut!

𝐠𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭. | 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨.

read part one here.

— steve harrington x f!reader

warnings; angst? horrendous writing? very brief smut implication at the beginning

a/n; …I AM SO SO SORRY THAT THIS IS LATE! my week has been absolutely crazy with unexpected things popping up left and right and i just couldn’t find the time to write anything so i am so so sorry for being late 😭 but it’s finally here! did not expect the first part to blow up the way it did so thank you:) i don’t really feel like i did my best on this one so i’m sorry if it’s a little underwhelming

word count; 3.7k

“i heard nance is going to the game tonight.”

“i saw nancy when she came to pick the boys up from my work earlier.”

“did you see nancy’s new hair?”

“god, i just wish i could tell her how beautiful she is like i used to.”

nancy, nancy, nancy, nancy, nancy.

it was almost all he could ever talk about these days. she hated how much she came to loathe the girl who had never really done anything to her personally, who had no idea of her affection for her best friend. of course, she could never say no when steve asked her to come over, and although she hated every time nancy’s name fell from his lips, she came right over with no hesitation.

“fuck, nancy, right there, baby..”

her eyelids snapped open, and she gazed up at steve as he hovered over her, his own lids closed in ecstasy as he pounded his hips into hers. she recalled feeling everything and nothing all at once, as if she was caught in a wave, unable to claw her way back to the surface. she remembered feeling numb— since when did he begin to imagine her as someone else entirely in their moments together?

“steve, stop,” she murmured, her voice hardly above a whisper, too quiet for him to hear over the sound of skin assaulting skin. a string of curses tumbled from steve’s lips as his cock twitched inside of her, but she couldn’t even bring herself to relish the pleasure anymore— she wanted nothing more than to leave, to get away from him. “steve, i said stop!” she spoke much louder and clearer this time, and his eyelids snapped open when she pushed her palms against his chest, his cock sliding out of her as his body plopped on the mattress beside her.

“shit, did i hurt you?” he questioned as her chest heaved, tears stinging the rims of her sockets as she tried to gain back her composure, to ease the pounding of her heart in her chest and the ringing in her ears. it wasn’t until steve placed a gentle hand on her shoulder that she she back to her senses, and her body tensed beneath his touch, causing him to remove his hand almost instantly. “hey, hey, did i do anything—“

“i just— i just need to go,” she interrupted, practically scrambling off of his bed as she began a frantic search for her clothes where they had been scattered all across the room, swift to redress herself. steve simply watched from his bed, a wrinkle in his brow as he sat there, dumbfounded. “do you.. do you need me to drive you home? is everything alright? do you need any—“

“i’m fine,” she managed to emit as she threw on the remainder of her clothes, tossing her bag over her shoulder before making haste towards his bedroom door. she knew steve was calling after her— but she didn’t even care.

because everything was clear to her now.

at first, steve may have only proposed the idea of their arrangement as a way to relieve his stress, to feel close and connected to someone when he needed that connection the most. but somewhere down the road, as he became more and more obsessed with getting nancy wheeler back, he found a new way to look at their arrangement. he may not have been able to have nancy wheeler physically, but at least, with someone else, he could pretend.

the idea made her absolutely sick to her stomach.

all these years of being second after nancy wheeler, never once did it bother her this much until now. it felt as though someone had reached inside of her chest to rip her heart straight out of it— never did she ever believe that steve harrington would be the one to hold her heart in his hands.

nor did she ever believe that steve harrington would be the one to crush her, and leave her to bleed.

the walk back to her home felt longer than usual, but when she did eventually get there, she made a beeline for her room, ignoring her parents as they sat in the living room.

she couldn’t catch her breath. she threw her bag down on the floor beside her door, kicked her shoes off of her feet, and sunk down onto her mattress. the tears wouldn’t stop flowing from there, her sobs wracked her body as her fingertips did their best to wipe the evidence away from her face, only to come to no avail.

why was it so hard to let go of him? why couldn’t she find anyone else to fall in love with, why couldn’t she just forget about steve harrington?

no matter how hard she tried, it would always be him— he’d always be the one she thought about, the one she dreamt about, the one she yearned for.

why hadn’t she gone for him all those years ago? if only she had had the courage to tell him how she felt before high school, before he met nancy wheeler, before nancy turned his entire life— and coincidentally, her’s— upside down. maybe then she wouldn’t be feeling the pain she felt now, maybe then, things would have been different for the better.

she clutched the pillow where her head laid, tears streaming down the side of her face and pooling on the plush below. she wasn’t sure when her eyelids finally began to droop, nor when she seemed to slip into the realms of unconsciousness..

“i just don’t understand. she just.. left. and she left in like.. a hurry, too. she didn’t even talk to me.”

steve scanned robin’s face as she listened to his reminiscing of last night’s events, his eyes darting from the road beyond and back over to where she sat. she narrowed her eyes as she turned to look over at him, her eyebrows raised to her hairline. “what?”

steve’s own brow wrinkled and he pouted, “robin! i’m asking you for advice here, since you know,” he gestured towards her with an outstretched palm, “you’re a girl and all.” robin couldn’t suppress her laugh at this, balling her fist and giving him a soft punch to the shoulder. “dude, why’d you say it like that?”

“robin! can we focus?”

“god, steve, please don’t tell me you’re actually that dumb?”

steve blinked, puffing his cheeks out, his brows furrowed in downright confusion. “what are you—“

“steve! she’s in love with you!”

steve blinked again, his foot on the pedal suddenly feeling heavier than usual, the engine of his car revving as they sped up. he suddenly found it hard to breathe as he recalled the night before, the moments leading up to her leaving. in his confused state the night before, he couldn’t seem to recall what had set her off, not until this very moment..

“goddammit,” he muttered beneath his breath. “i said nancy’s name while we were..”

“oh my god! oh my god, you are so screwed.”

his eyelids narrowed over at robin as he turned into the school’s parking lot, swerving to the front entrance where he always dropped her off. he put his car into park and slammed his forehead down onto the steering wheel, his cheeks crimsoning with heat.

how did he not see it before? how could he not have seen the way she looked at him every time he talked about nancy, how could he not have seen how she didn’t hesitate to drop everything for him, how she didn’t even hesitate to agree to their arrangement?

the signs were all there in front of him, as clear as crystal, and he still didn’t realize what was happening until it was far too late. he lifted his head and turned towards his best friend in the passenger’s seat, his lips falling agape with the intention of saying something, but words fell short when he caught a glimpse of the girl he knew all too well trudging her way towards the school’s entrance, hugging her books to her chest.

“steve,” robin said in warning once she realized who he was looking at, his hands subconsciously slipping down to the buckle of his seatbelt. he pressed the pad of his thumb down onto the red button and tugged on the handle of his door, slipping out of the car before slamming the door shut behind him. he ignored robin’s protests as he jogged over to where she was, her name slipping from his lips. her muscles visibly tensed underneath her blouse when she heard his voice, but before she could slip inside of the school, his hand locked around her upper arm, tugging her back.

“steve, please, leave me alone,” she murmured, her eyes cowering away from him and all the other people giving them glances. “please, i need to talk to you,” steve whispered, his irises murky with something she couldn’t name, his brows furrowed in sorrow. “i’m sorry. i think i get it now, you—“

“steve, just stop it,” she hissed this time, snatching her arm away from his grip, adjusting her bag back up onto her shoulder. he called her name again, her jaw tensing and her expression hardening. “you don’t get it, do you hear me? you don’t know how i felt, watching you drive yourself insane over nancy when she already has someone else. you don’t understand what it’s like to feel second to someone else when they haven’t been there like i have, steve. so don’t try and bullshit me and say that you understand, okay?”

steve was silent. his heart was pounding— how could he have been so blind?

she blinked the glossiness away from her vision, pinching her bottom lip with her teeth. “i don’t feel like talking about this right now, okay? just, please, leave me alone.”

and that was that. she pivoted around on her heel and pushed her way inside the school, steve’s lips falling agape, words he wished to say sitting on the tip of tongue but never emitting. robin came up behind him, circling around him to give him a look. “i tried to tell you it wouldn’t go well,” she said. “just give her space. i think you really hurt her, steve.”

robin gave his bicep a soft squeeze before she, too, left him to enter the school, and steve stuffed his hands into his pockets, practically shuffling his feet all the way to his car.

after sliding back into the driver’s seat, he slammed the car door closed as hard as he could, unable to bring himself to care about anything breaking. he leaned back into his seat and ran his fingers through the hair atop his head, his heart thumping so hard inside of his chest that he could hear the beating in his eardrums.

his mind wandered through all the years he’d spent hung up on nancy wheeler, all the years that he’d wasted trying to find a way back to her, only for every single one of his attempts to come to no avail. all those years she’d spent watching him chase after nancy wheeler, when she, herself, wanted nothing more than him.

how could he have been so stupid?

it was like she had said earlier, she was always, always there for him, through thick and thin. she was right there with him to support him at every basketball game, at every swim meet, she even supported him and was there to comfort him every time he’d get into it with his father. she was there before nancy, at the beginning of nancy, at the end of nancy, and even now, she was still there trying to pick up the pieces of himself nancy wheeler had managed to break.

how had he never seen that she was right there all along?

something inside of him felt like it had changed, like all the gears had shifted, as if all the puzzle pieces had suddenly fallen back together perfectly. she was the one holding him together, not nancy, like he had initially thought. she was the only one he had ever fully opened himself up to, and he took all of it for granted, even used her body as his escape, as his stress reliever.

how could he have been so shitty to her?

and even then, she was still there, willing to give herself to him as long as it meant he felt alright.

and that was something he could never replace.

so how could he ever even begin to express how sorry he was?

“robin, i know what you’re doing. and i really don’t want to go to family video right now.”

it had been a few days since she had last seen steve in front of hawkins high, and she wasn’t sure how to feel. a part of her hated to be away from him for so long, for they had hardly even gone a day without seeing each other since middle school. she longed to be with him again, even if things would never be the same again.

she wanted steve harrington back.

the other part of her hesitated, afraid of the pain she knew she’d feel if she saw him again. she was afraid of change, because it was inevitable that it’d happen, and she couldn’t shake the idea that it wouldn’t be for the better.

“come on, it’s been days. you’ll have to talk to him eventually,” robin nudged her with her elbow, and she sighed.

“i know but.. i just— i don’t—“

“for christ’s sake, please! just go so i don’t have to hear the dingus whine and cry about you anymore!” robin groaned, “believe it or not, but he’s extremely sorry. so just get your ass over to family video because he said he has something for you and i told him i wouldn’t tell you anything about it but you’re clearly not gonna budge so i’m breaking a pinky promise right now and—“ robin paused to catch her breath, shaking her head as she squeezed her eyelids shut, trying to find the right words she wanted to say. “just.. go. i think it’ll be worth it, for both of you. please?”

she blinked as robin gazed at her expectantly, her irises glimmering with desperation. she couldn’t help but crack a smile at the idea that steve was this desperate to make things right with her, and that even robin herself wanted her to go. so, she gathered air into her lungs and pressed her lips together, nodding her head.

robin let go of breath she hadn’t even realized she’d been holding in, pulling her in for a brief squeeze. “thank you. now get over there, he’s waiting and even though he’s a bit of a dingus, i don’t wanna make him feel too stupid.”

she smiled and released a small laugh as she gathered her things, rising from her chair, blinking away the tears brimming her sockets. “thank you, robin.”

she drove to family video in silence, and as she pulled into the parking lot, she swore she could see steve running around inside, most likely noticing her car and panicking. she braved a soft smile at the idea as she turned the car off, taking one, last deep breath before sliding out of her car, and making her way to the entrance.

her hands subconsciously soothed down the wrinkles of her sundress and her fingers ran through her hair before she pushed open the door, ambling into the lobby where steve was, leaning over the counter on his elbows, gazing over at where she stood.

“hey,” he barely managed out, coughing behind his fist as he stood up straight, adjusting the family video vest whilst he made his way around the counter. “hi,” she replied, and it came out as more of a squeak, and she squeezed her eyelids shut in mortification. “so, uh,” steve began, rocking back and forth on his heels, his hands behind his back, seemingly holding onto something. he must’ve noticed she was curious about what he was holding, for he swiftly outstretched his arms towards her, nearly swatting her in the face with the bouquet of beautiful pink flowers. he puffed his cheeks out, his skin scarlet and burning, and she smiled— this was the awkward steve harrington she used to know. “i.. got you these. they’re a little.. crumpled. must’ve been the car ride.”

“oh, steve,” she murmured, taking ahold of the stems and bringing them to her chest, the petals tickling the tip of her nose as she hid her smile away. “they’re beautiful.”

steve stuffed his hands into jean pockets, pressing his lips together as he scanned his brain for anything, anything at all that he could say. there was so much he could and truly did want to say, but words simply just didn’t come easy. would words even be enough to express how sorry he was for hurting her so badly?

“i.. i got you something else,” he chose to say instead, and she followed with her eyes as he made his way back behind the counter, disappearing when he squatted down to grab something she couldn’t possibly imagine. he took this time to take a deep breath, squeezing his eyelids shut before snapping them back open and rising from the ground, making his way back over to where she stood.

has she always looked this beautiful doing absolutely nothing?

did his palms always seem to grow clammy when he was around her?

did he always seem to feel tongue-tied whenever he tried to speak to her?

did his heart always beat this fast around her?

he wasn’t sure, but all he knew to do in this moment was to go for it, the small scrapbook he had spent the past few sleepless nights working on now resting in the palms of her hands. his breath hitched as she stared down at it, wondering if maybe it was a mistake after all to give this to her, if it was a mistake even calling her here at all.

she glanced back up at him, her irises glossed over with something somewhere between sadness and happiness, her eyebrows knit together as she flipped to the first page.

it was unlike anything she’d ever been given before.

polaroids that she and steve had taken together, some that she hadn’t even remembered taking, had been glued on every single page, steve’s handwriting in black ink on every one of them as well. sweet little captions underneath every photo, small letters on every other page, all in steve’s slightly sloppy yet somewhat neat handwriting. she could feel the sting of salt brim her eyelids, and it wasn’t long before droplets fell to the scrapbook below, and steve’s brow furrowed, her name tumbling from his lips in a whisper.

“nooo, no, no, please don’t cry, i don’t want you to cry anymore over me—“

“steve.”

“—because i am honestly such a shitty person and—“

“steve.”

“—and you deserve so much better and—“

“steve.”

she cut him off by nudging his side, a smile peeking through the cracks of her tears like a ray of sunlight. she hugged the flowers and the book close to her chest as if she couldn’t bear to let them go as she let her forehead fall against his shoulder. “i’m crying because i’m happy, steve.”

she could feel the rise and fall of his chest, and although he was hesitant, his arms did eventually wrap themselves around her shoulders, drawing her closer into his warmth. “i’m so, so sorry that i didn’t see,” he mumbled into her hair, his lips peppering kisses to the crown of her head. “i can’t— i can’t believe i took what was right in front of me for granted.”

“but.. what about nancy?”

her smile wavered when she remembered how in love steve had been with nancy wheeler until seemingly this point, and she felt small all of a sudden— did he really have an epiphany or did he just feel guilty?

she wasn’t certain if her eyes told what she felt, but if they did, then steve caught it. he cradled either of her cheeks in his palms, and her heart beat against her chest once again at how close he was. this felt different than anything she’d ever felt before, different than when they had sex with no strings attached. something had changed within steve harrington, and right now, as she stared into his irises, falling further down the depths of brown, she could see it as much as he could feel it.

“i don’t wanna spend any more time talking or even thinking about her right,” he murmured, and he was closer than ever now, his lips a ghost over hers. “she’s already taken so much of yours.”

her lips were sealed with his, and she just about lost her grip on the bouquet and the scrapbook as she rested her knuckles against his elbows, losing herself in the kiss she’d only been dreaming of for years on end. he kissed her with fervor, and she kissed him back with just as much. her heart was feral now in her chest, and she could only hope that she wouldn’t be pinched, in fear that this was all just a dream after all.

but it wasn’t.

she was real, steve was real, steve kissing her was real— it was all real.

their lips never once broke apart as steve walked her back until she could feel the edge of the counter against the small of her back, and she gasped, using her knuckles against his chest to push him away. heat surged to her cheeks as she panted, air slowly finding its way back into her lungs. scarlet seeped through steve’s cheeks, and his teeth pinched his bottom lip, his hand slithering around the back of his neck as if he were trying to find an itch to scratch.

“as happy as i am right now, i still should remind you that you’re at work right now..”

“..yeah, yeah, i know,” steve winced, the corners of his lips twitching as he tittered, drawing her in once again for a peck, her lips tingling with the memory of his when he pulled away. “i.. i can pick you up after work? and i’ll take you out on a real date, one you deserved to go on a long time ago.”

she was hardly strong enough to bite back her smile, “yeah. yeah, i’d like that.”

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what are your favourite toh dynamics?

AGHGHGHHHHH OKAY, SO- this is mostly gonna be me talking abt hunter dynamics cuz kxjsjks i'm predictable, that's where my brainrot lies, but boy. i love toh dynamics so much

my probably Favorite favorite dynamics are hunter & flapjack and hunter & luz.

like, flapjack being hunter's first ever friend, the first instance of someone caring abt him genuinely and unconditionally, the first step to him breaking free from belos... the fact that he brought so much love and joy into hunter's life.

hunter had always had so much love in his heart, he loved his "uncle", but he'd never known what being loved was supposed to feel like; he thought love was conditional, and angry outbursts were just a normal part of it. but then flapjack came into his life and showed hunter what it felt like to love and BE LOVED BACK. he helped him open up, helped him find ppl who'd care abt him, helped him realize that whatever belos felt towards him…. wasn't love, that being loved wasn't supposed to feel like how he felt near belos; but that being loved was supposed to feel GOOD and WARM. (hunter being near tears because flapjack offered him a half of his berry instead of getting angry and lashing out at him like he'd predicted he would, since that's what he was always used to..... not comprehending this amount of kindness was even a possibility UGHHHGH)

they genuinely cared abt/for each other so much. flapjack was with hunter every step of the way, he supported him ALWAYS and he helped him and was such a big comfort in the scariest and most uncertain moments of hunter's life; like, this little magical bird loved his boy like no one else in the entire world. he was always by hunter's side and always indulging that boy's dumb ideas kxjsjk ughhh... the way flapjack didn't even hesitate to sacrifice his own life so that his boy could live, and even though he's gone, a part of his soul will always live inside of hunter. and hunter also cared abt flapjack so much, that was his BEST FRIEND. the apple of his eye!!!! the way belos almost crushing flapjack was the only thing that managed to give hunter enough strength and motivation to break through belos' possession and take back control of his own body. the way hunter always made sure that flapjack had the best care he could possibly have offered him, he loved him and still DOES... and always will. just!!!! gah. hunter and flapjack...

now, hunter and luz's dynamic is also just...... SOOOO SO interesting and full of SO many little nuances. how much it progresses, how much they go through together, how much they change. the fact that they started off on the wrong foot, on "opposite sites", but even then luz didn't consider hunter an enemy- they bickered a lot and luz didn't hold back from calling hunter out but ever since hunting palismen she saw him as hunter, not just the golden guard; and then as time progressed, they slowly grew to care abt each other and became some of the most important ppl in each other's lives.

thinking abt hollow mind, how traumatic of an event it was and how that mutual shared trauma that only they can understand affected and strengthened their bond. how luz gradually went from being angry/irritated at hunter for defending belos to being more protective of him and worried for his safety when she saw what his and belos' relationship REALLY looked like, that this situation wasn't safe for hunter, that he needed help, that he needed to be away from belos asap. her offering him to stay at the owl house, assuring him that everything was going to be okay as he was being pulled underground..... GOD. hunter immediately switching from calling luz "human" to her name after finding out the truth.

thinking abt their secret-keeping deal and how it rly wasn't healthy for them at ALL because they kept comforting each other from their VERY similar perspectives/stances, which just further locked in their mentality of "haha yeah they'll hate both of us when they find out our secrets!" during their stay in the human realm. how they were ensuring each other's fears by relating to each other; like a circle. but nevertheless, they still cared about each other and have only grown to care about each other even more throughout the few months and, ah!!!! them becoming so comfortable in each other's presence to the point where they allowed themselves to be vulnerable and voice their fears and worries around each other. luz calling hunter family and hunter truly letting his emotions out and letting himself cry next to another person for the first time in, like… EVER…….. HHHGHGHGHHH !!!!!

there's just so many factors to their dynamic, i love it so much....

but just in general, i love all the different relationships hunter has with everyone so much. emerald trio and all the distinctive dynamics within it... GAHHHHH hunter and gus, hunter and willow, willow and gus; they're all so unique and independently interesting and built upon, which makes the whole trio just WORK, so naturally. they're best friends, they're the trio ever, they care abt each other... ugh. LOVE THEM. you don't understand how much emerald trio brainrot i've got, they torment me on a daily basis.

hunter and gus... labyrinth brothers... they've got such fun, supportive friendship. both treated as "prodigies" of sort, both knowing what it's like to feel naive or used. both just wanting the best for one another. nerds (affectionate), i love them sm...

huntlow, how well they fit together and how supportive they are of one another... they just work so well because they're truly equals, their relationship is full of understanding and respect, but also comfort, and silliness. they're silly! and fun! and they get each other, and comfort/protect each other when the other truly needs it, just- ughhgh the bi4pan couple ever...... they're so good.

gus and willow, how they were each other's first ever friend (willow was gus' first genuine friend and gus was willow's first friend ever since amity suddenly broke it off with her)... how they've been inseparable since they met and know each other so well.

emerald trio, man

i love the potential of hunter and amity's dynamic as well; he may not be as close with her as he is with other members of hexsquad but there's stuff that they just get abt each other's home/family situations. them having this... playful/bickery dynamic at times but still being able to have serious, comforting conversations abt things they both relate to when they need to >>>> (also no, they wouldn't genuinely hate each other, and amity wouldn't ever threaten hunter or hold a grudge cuz of what happened at eclipse lake, like some ppl seem to think; that's not what their canon interactions or personalities suggest to us at all)

hunter and vee's dynamic also had SOOOO much potential, i will forever mourn that we didn't get to see it on-screen cuz of the shortening. ugh... the complex nature of hunter having been the golden guard and vee also having had a very traumatizing past related to the emperor's coven. her being distrustful of hunter at first, being uneasy in his presence; hunter also feeling guilty solely cuz of his past involvement in the emperor's coven and staying away from vee himself, in order not to make her more uncomfortable. then, slowly, gradually, them becoming friends... hunter assuring vee he isn't going to hurt her; vee noticing that some of hunter's behaviors are worrying (like maybe him flinching when camila raises her hand a little too fast near him, or him saying sth deeply disturbing that he considers normal, etc etc); them talking... vee finding out what hunter's life at the emperor's coven was actually like, what his relationship with belos was like. them realizing they actually have a lot in common, that they were both mistreated by belos, both his victims. getting to know each other and being supportive of each other's experiences. i could even imagine that hunter could tell vee that he's a grimwalker at some point, before ttt, making her the second person to know. if she expressed sth abt being one of the few last remaining basilisks or belos' experiment, or a species brought back from the dead, hunter would want to show that he sympathizes by relating to her, cuz that's how he shows he cares and understands. and the thing that relates him to this the most is his grimwalker identity. and so they could talk abt it too, maybe... (and the stakes here wouldn't be as high as sharing his secret to willow and gus was to hunter, since he was truly afraid of being rejected there; he thought he'd lose his best friends forever if they knew the truth abt him)

hunter and darius' dynamic..... gah. there's so much complexity and nuance here, so much potential to explore their past as well as future. with darius taking hunter in, there's definitely a LOT they must've worked on during those first few months. there's this specific trauma that has come from their stay in the coven, the specific ways in which this hostile environment had affected their behaviours and the way they both acted... that's definitely not sth that was just automatically dealt with, they had to work through that.

we know darius cared abt and respected his mentor a lot, so much to the point where he thought hunter wasn't worthy to be the next golden guard and was taking that feeling out on him, thinking he didn't deserve to inherit such important title after the previous GG's death; didn't rly respect or care abt hunter until any sport in a storm. i feel like darius definitely had a lot of guilt abt the way he treated hunter in the past, so moving forward he really tried his best, especially since hunter's had this deep need to impress him and make him proud and all. he wanted that kid to have a good life and to stay safe. we know their relationship has progressed throughout the rest of season 2, with the implication of them growing closer and spending more time together, but even as of watching & dreaming, it all definitely wasn't just sunshine and rainbows + darius rly didn't have much experience in being a parent. but he tried his best, darius (and eberwolf) definitely did everything in their power so that hunter could have the best possible environment to live in, and eventually they've worked through this complicated past and post-coven habits, and made their living space a comfortable home... made sure to always be supportive to hunter, to accomodate his needs, made sure he isn't overworking himself or trying to "earn" the right to live with them; made sure that he's flourishing and taking care of himself and being a kid. made sure he feels loved and safe and sleeps well and hgghh yeah....... also, thinking abt darius and hunter sharing that experience of grief, abt darius teaching hunter how to sew, abt how darius sent hunter on that mission to "keep luz safe" to keep him away from the danger of the day of unity... man!!!! (i do wish we'd seen their relationship progress and develop on-screen more though, rather than in the background/through subtext... but h)

hunter and camila's relationship is also... SO precious to me. the fact that during their first meeting, she made sure to let him know he doesn't have to be overly respectful to her, that they're on an equal ground; he kneeled and she told him to never do that again. hunter's stay at camila's was the first time he was under long-term care of an adult who truly cared abt his well-being. lots of it was probably so confusing to him, cuz of how different it was from his relationship dynamic with belos, and it was definitely trial-and-error in many instances, and it was a while until these more healthy habits started to feel more natural to hunter, but it also made him feel loved. apprecciated. safe. i just know camila was always just... so patient with hunter. never raised a hand at him, made sure he'd never fear her, didn't let him overwork himself... she taught him how to use a sewing machine, told him all abt wolves. she definitely picked up on some of hunter's behaviours and deduced what it meant regarding his family past, and tried her best to make him feel comfortable. just!!!!! the fact that this was the first time where hunter truly felt cared for, where he lived in safe conditions..... GAHghghhhh (thinks abt the scrapped ttt credits idea featuring hunter helping camila out at her vet clinic. so normal abt it... i love winning... brainrot lvl 2000. man...)

there are so many more hunter dynamics that exist in my head...... hunter and raine, them being able to bond abt their (very traumatic) possession experience and their post-possession scars; raine being one of the very few ppl who seemed to have been nice to hunter in the coven, rather than cruel or dismissive of him. the fact that hunter (and dell) canonically helped fix raine's palisman after their battle with belos. GAHHHGHH...

hunter and the clawthornes; the fact that he works with dell, gwendolyn and the bat queen, that he canonically has been mentored by them!!! the fact that he and the clawthornes are in a way related but haven't discovered it yet, but are going to discover it eventually (love to imagine eda and lilith's reactions cuz this is like, comedy material). he works with them, he spends there so much time... i just know they've grown to be fond of that boy, he's like their unofficial grandson.

hunter and king, and their identity-related arcs. finding out you've been lied to your whole life and that you're the last representant of an extinct/legendary species, after thinking you were sth else all these years.... man! also the fact that king wrote one of hunter's favorite books xksjjsk AND hunter's whole...... religious trauma thing with "titan has big plans for you" versus king being an actual titan. AND the fact that king saw the uncountable piles of bones and skeletons of hunter's "family", the other golden guards, grimwalkers. do you see the vision-

even hunter and the collector! the fact that since the collector didn't understand death, they thought belos murdering all the grimwalkers and then making new ones was him just playing and then "fixing" the grimwalker, rather than actually KILLING a whole bunch of people. the collector realizing this... hunter having mixed feelings knowing how they didn't see grimwalkers (him included) as people and feeling bitter remembering how they spoke abt him with belos in the memory he'd seen in hollow mind, but also knowing they were belos' victim too, and it wasn't entirely their fault; that they know better now. sympathizing with that... the fact that both hunter and the collector have a traumatic, abusive past with belos; they were both manipulated and mistreated by him, used for his own selfish goals. it all coming together to just two kids with a complicated past who've gone through terrible things, trying to heal… hhgh

and soooo many more! i love lumity, i love raeda, i love the collector and king's friendship, the owl trio, luz and camila's dynamic, i hate-love belos and hunter's relationship cuz i love how it's written but Uggh. GOD. PAIN.... but it's written so very well. philip and caleb's dynamic is too, it's so interesting. and more! there are just so, so many good, interesting dynamics in toh, i could brainrot abt them forever...... man.

#meant to write this short and concisely but kxjsjskskk um #i rly had to stop myself from talking abt all of these more LMAO but i love them all sm..... thoughts many. head full #hunter toh #my toh talk #nicole answers #Anonymous

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gauloiseblue · 25 days

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The Garden

Since that day, he's been seeing her more often. Sometimes on his way to the town, or running into her at the market. Maybe that's the perk of being a neighbor

He also runs more often with Liv—Olivia as he becomes a regular at her bakery

She's already a chatty girl from the start, but after knowing he didn't think of (name) as a bad person, it seemed to increase twofold

She talks a lot about her; what she's like when she first moved, her story about the bakery, how it took 3 years before they became friends, and how she taught her how to make sourdough, because she seemed to have fun making them

There's also heavier stories about her, when the rumors were affecting their friendship, and how long it took her to take down the wall she built, until they could talk like they used to. Though it's no longer there, she did feel like she has changed, and she couldn't do anything about it

One day, the subject of the talk comes to the shop when she's talking to him, and ends up giving her an earful, telling her she shouldn't bother a buyer. But he quickly says he doesn't mind, which earns him a dirty look from her

He wants to believe her, and that his neighbor is simply misunderstood. But he's a rational man, and he'd like to see her from many perspectives before truly believes in her words

The second person who believes her as a good person is Mr. Harris. He talks quite a deal of her, whenever he picks up fresh milk from him

"She's too nice sometimes, it's almost like I'm taking advantage of her kindness."

He tells him the story of the bull, and how he didn't have enough money to buy it from the auction, and he told her about it when she asked him whether he wanted to join the auction or not. Which, to his surprise, she delivered the bull the next day, saying she likes him, but can't possibly keep him, so she gave the bull to him.

He then proceeds to tell him how she loves the cows in his farm, and that he let her named one of the baby cows. He also gave her his products for free, and that he'd share anything his friends gave him to her

There's a lot of people, especially kids who like her. But when it comes to kids, they only like her because she's like a lady santa claus

She'd scold them if they ask for money, or anything for the purpose of showing off. If they genuinely want it, she'll give it to them without many question

But what amuses him, is how they ask for it. They're very straightforward, they'll just ask her if she's really a santa claus, and mention the thing they want. If their answer satisfy her, she'll buy it for them, if not, she'll close the door

The way they told him about her is like telling a legend

As for the adults, they usually thought that she's kind, just reserved

He keeps track of the info, and tries to piece them together. He told himself he's not trying to figure her out, he's just trying to understand her. Though deep in his heart, he knew he said it to justified his actions

Months have passed, and he begins to see a clearer picture. It's likely that her job is related to arts, possibly an artist herself, or a curator, judging by her preference, and how much money she had earned

He also guessed about her status from the lack of a ring in her finger. She might’ve been married at some point, but not anymore. There also aren't many men in the village who take interest in her, even if they do, they won't really do anything about it. Country men avoid scandals like city boys avoiding responsibility

That's what he thought, until he finally saw the gardener

He met him one day, after finishing his morning jog. He saw a young man working on the flowering trees around her garden, and he decided to say hi

He's very attractive, and his eyes still possess a childlike innocence. He almost looks like a small pup, which seems like the complete opposite of her

They talk for a while, before they turn their head towards the door, which is opened before the owner of the garden steps out. She seems surprised to see him talking with the boy, but she welcomes him nevertheless

He didn't miss to see the boy's eye lights up at the sight of her

"Have you had breakfast?" She asked him, and he shook his head, "Do join us, then"

He never really eat after exercise, but he can't resist the offer for a cup of tea

They all settle in the dining room, which has a pretty wine cellar, and extensive collections of liquors. He takes one of them to examine it

"You like to drink?"

"Not really." She replied, "Most of them are just for collection."

"That's a shame," He hums, "It's a good whiskey."

"You may take it if you want."

He turns his head in surprise, "What?"

"Well, you said it's a good whiskey." She looks at him after setting the table

He shakes his head, "It is, but I don’t drink anymore."

She mutters a small 'oh', before taking a seat. The young man follows afterwards before he does

Today's menu seems to include poached eggs and spinach, with yellow sauce on top. The boy quickly digs in, as well as talking about the garden's condition, and anything that crossed his mind

She only gives short answers to all of his babbles, almost as if she's putting a barrier between them. It's even more striking as she mostly keeps her conversation with him, leaving the boy out subtly.

Once the boy finishes, he excuses himself to work for a little bit before going to him. After he leaves the room, he turns his attention to her

"He likes you."

She then groans, "I know, it's giving me headaches."

"Why'd you keep him around, then?"

"It's not like I have a choice."

She begins to tell him about his situation, from the start until now. He likes flowers, but his family didn't have enough space for his hobby, for a reason that they're farmers, and an acre of land can produce a bag's worth of potatoes, so they couldn't really afford wasting it. One day, when he walked on this road, he saw her house with withering trees and decided to knock on the door.

"Of course I couldn't refuse him, I wanted to see the flowers, but I didn't know how." She sighs, "He didn't want to receive any payment from me, so I told him he could buy anything he needed. That's the least thing I can do for him."

"When did you realize he has something for you?" He asked

"I'm not sure." She bit her lips, "I did have my suspicion early on, but after his visits became more frequent for no other reason than meeting me, I knew I was right."

"You gonna do something about it?"

"Maybe. But I wouldn't wish to burn the garden just to push him out of my life." She mused, "He had taken care of them for so long, it'd be cruel of me if I took it away from him."

He rubs his chin as he thinks, "Perhaps you can hire a real gardener to replace him?"

"I'll think about it." She leans back on her chair, "It's a shame, though. It's nice to have him around."

"Then don't do anything about it. Let it happen."

She laughs as she catches what he means, "I don't think it's appropriate for me to do."

She talks about his desire to go to a business school, so he could expand the business once he takes over. But his parents can't really afford it, so he decided not to pursue it. She then encouraged him to apply for a scholarship, and helped him to get it, which was a success. Now he's in the 2nd years

"No wonder he likes you." He commented

"He shouldn't be." She frowns, "I'm almost the same age as her mother, he shouldn't have any feelings towards me."

"Well, that's because you don't look like one."

She lets out a small laugh, "I'm flattered, thank you."

They talk for a bit, before he excuses himself. On the way out of her garden, he finds the boy working on the potted plants, before they both hear a song softly plays from one of the windows

The boy smiles as he tugs on the withered leaves, and all of the sudden, a single thought strikes him

He doesn't love the garden. He loves the owner

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The Promise of Eternity (Part 7)

Author: @astarionslittlejuicebox

Imagine: The reader helped Astarion ascend and became his spawn. After saving the world from the Elder brain and it’s destruction, the reader and Astarion set out to take on the world together. While he promised to never forget the gifts the reader has given him, Astarion has seemed to have changed his attitude towards the reader in the last century…. After someone breaks one of Astarion’s rules, how will this affect the reader’s fate?

Pairing: Astarion x F!Reader

Trigger warnings: potential for minor spoilers, suggestive themes, language, mentions of death, mentions of blood, abusive relationship, mention of slavery

Word Count: 1390

Imagine Series

Side Notes:

This imagine series takes place 200 years after the events of Baldur’s Gate 3. Everything you read in here is a story from my mind outside of the original BG3 character Astarion.

In this imagine series, Astarion is a bit more unemotionally unavailable, and this series will follow the decisions and consequences of that change. This is not canonically accepted and it is just an idea I’ve had in my head! (I do believe Astarion might truly care for the reader after Ascension, but that is open to individual interpretation.)

In this series, TAV is mildly based on my first character I played in BG3; she is a drow and I will make references to her in her background and knowledge as well. I do apologize that it is not 100% your own imagine, but the name for TAV is up to you as well as anything else that I can think of leaving to you, the reader, to decide.

I appreciate everyone who reads the imagines and this series, and I hope you enjoy the story!

TAV POV

The cream sand felt warm under my bare feet as I walked along the coast of the emerald sea. Sand shifted and swallowed my small feet as I stepped lightly across the long stretch of the empty beach. Small impressions of my footsteps were the only clue to my presence interrupting the otherwise serene landscape. At the end of the beach, where sand fully met the water, there was a cluster of bushes that stood unkept and free of the gardener’s touch. Beyond those bushes was a small rock cave, hidden and safe from prying eyes. Once I was hidden away from the sun’s rays and the world, I dropped concentration on the invisibilty spell I had cast whilst I was walking in the castle. I followed the short tunnel to an open area in the cave, where I finally felt safe from anyone and everyone. I let out a sigh of pure relief as the items I had left in the cave still appeared untouched. The small clearing in the cave had small candles of various colors standing about the room; some of the candles were more used than others, but they were all currently unlit. Soft velvet pillows were still laid about on the floor, and a small table with a little shrine to Mystra stood shyly in front of the western wall. I lit some of the candles before I set my satchel down next to a velvet pillow in the center of the cave. Taking a seat on the pillow, I crossed my legs and closed my eyes.

One of things I had learned once I left the Underdark was that wizards needed to be of clear mind and body when using or performing certain spells. While I thought I was in the best mental state I could be in, something in the back of my mind was nagging at me that I needed to figure something really important out before I could properly perform the spell. I clasped my hands together as I took a deep breath. I stilled my mind and found myself staring at my reflection in a large mirror that occupied the length of the large open room. I stared at the ruby-red eyes that I had not seen truly reflected back at me for over two centuries, and I studied them. They seemed to have dulled either from a lack of sleep or a lack of compassion from those dearest to her. My (TAV’s hair color) hadn’t grown since I became a vampire spawn and my face hardly looked a day over two hundred years old.

“It’s been a while since you’ve sought me.” My reflection spoke with a somber tone. “I was beginning to think you had forgotten how to reach me.” I felt my lips pull downwards into a frown.

“I do apologize. I had not needed to clear my mind in a while.” The sad tone to my voice made my reflection frown.

“You may not have felt the need to clear your mind, but you have needed my console on a most pressing matter.” I felt my eyebrow lift on its own accord. “You have been ignoring this matter for far too long.” Her words brought confusion into my mind. “Do not tell me that you have given up any and all hope for Astarion?”

“It is hard to hold onto hope for someone to change their pattern of behavior that they’ve decided to use for a hundred years.” My eyes rolled in their socket at my mirror-self. “I am losing hope that something will change with him, yes.” The drow’s head in the mirror shook itself in disappointment at me.

“Think about something for a moment, will you, (TAV’s name)? When did Astarion’s behavior change?” I pondered the question I was asked as I thought about the night where everything changed between Astation and myself.

It had been during a spring rain storm when our butler, Ilvisar, knocked on our bedchamber door in the late hours of the evening. He informed Astarion of a drenched visitor standing on our doorstep, but Astarion had waved a dismissive hand towards the elf butler. Ilvisar had informed us that the visitor was adamant about speaking with the lord of the house. Reluctantly, Astarion and I followed the butler to the front door, where a blonde tiefling stood with her back facing us and water dripping onto the hardwood floors. I remember Astarion opening his mouth to say something, but when she made eye contact with him, all he said was, “What is a gorgeous creature like you doing out in the rain?” From that moment forward, wherever Astarion went she followed. My eyebrows furrowed again as I recalled the events from that fateful night.

“How long has it been since the tiefling has come into your life?” A perfectly sculpted eyebrow rose on the drow in the mirror’s face.

“She’s been in our life for…” My next words came out of my mouth slowly. “...at least a century.” Something about that statement felt off. Tieflings live, age, and mature at the same rate as humans, and have a life expectancy of at least a century, while some can live up to a hundred fifty years of age. However, the tiefling has shown no signs of aging since the day she arrived.

“It’s quite a curiosity that she hasn’t seemed to age at all in the last century.” The drow in the mirror studied my face as I let her statement simmer in my mind. “She still has a beating heart and breathes oxygen in her lungs.”

“Curious indeed. She is certainly not a spawn nor a vampire.” I admitted aloud, but I thought about something else. “Astarion has come to see me twice in the past couple of days.”

“Indeed he has. Tell me, during those visits, have you seen a glimmer of your lover in his eyes?” The reflection cocked her head to the side in a questioning way. “Have you not seen how he looks at you whenever the tiefling is not present?” Her last question brought my attention back to her as brief moments where Astarion smiled at me or seemed to notice my presence occurred whenever the tiefling wasn’t around, but those moments were few and far between for the tiefling hardly left the vampire’s side. The drow in the mirror was right, something was off about the tiefling. A knowing smile came upon the drow’s face in the reflection.

“She’s not a tiefling.” I spoke aloud, and the reflection slowly clapped her hands.

“Finally, you used your brain cells.” The reflection said with relief evident in her voice. “Now, you need to figure out what she actually is, and how she is managing to control our little star. If you figure that out, we may be able to get him back.” I gave the reflection a nod before I closed my eyes again. When I opened my eyes, I was back in the rock cave staring at the small stone statue of Mystra. Looking around the small cave, I had an idea.

I found a small rock and etched the circle and symbols from the book into the ground. Next, I found four pillar candles to place in each of the four corners. I grabbed the only red candle in the room and sat it in the middle of the circle. Following the steps written in the midnight blue book, I took a seat in the center of the circle and lit the final candle. Closing my eyes, I visualized outside of the house the night of the tiefling’s arrival and recited the chant. I felt a gush of heavy wind swirl around me before I felt myself hovering in the air.

I was floating above the ground in the pouring rain during the late evening hours. Looking to my right, I found the entrance of our castle standing proudly in the darkness. My favorite flowers were standing strongly in the flowerbeds by the steps to the front door--a sight I hadn’t seen in the century since the tiefling’s arrival. My eyes widened with excitement as I realized that the spell had finally worked, and I was about to get some answers about the mysterious tiefling living as an imposter in my house.

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ggukkiedae · 18 days

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NCT 127 : THE LOST BOYS

Episode 1: Mark tells how he became a K-pop idol. Haechan talks about his supportive mother. Hannah talks about what made her who she is today.

content warning: subtle indication of hannah’s abusive dad

(dialogues written in italics are spoken in english. this only includes hannah’s parts, not the whole documentary. some lines are either taken directly from the boys on the docu or altered slightly)

in the beginning there’s a clip of her sitting after mark

then a clip of her doing a deep breath after mark’s “okay, i’m ready”

after mark trying to answer what does neo culture technology mean, it shows her

she snorts

HANNAH: “You really wanna know?”

when discussing 2018 it shows her after doyoung who discussed the albums they release

HANNAH: “It was a whole new vibe from what i was used to with dream”

after haechan talking about how covid affected them, she was shown

HANNAH: “It felt like everything stopped. I remember hearing the news, looking at Mark and Hyuck, and just wondering about what would happen”

in the la airport clip, it shows jaehyun helping her push a baggage cart while greeting the people cheering for them before cutting to hannah in an interview

HANNAH: “It was honestly really strange to experience that again”

NCT 127 WILL SPEAK OF THEIR CHILDHOODS FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER.

HANNAH: “The start of this, all of this, goes way back to childhood”

NCT 127 RECLAIM THEIR LOST CHILDHOODS THROUGH PERFORMANCE ART

a clip of her walking is shown amidst the montage

NCT 127, WHO DEBUTED EIGHT YEARS AGO, REFLECT ON THEIR PRESENT THROUGH THE TEN MEMBERS’ PASTS AND DREAMS

CHAPTER 1 “EVERY [CHILD] HAD ADVENTURES TO TELL” - FROM THE NOVEL PETER PAN

‘NEO CITY - The Link’ CONCERT REHEARSAL

through the montage while johnny, yuta, and haechan spoke, there are clips of the group rehearsing with her smiling at the members and hyping them up

TAEYONG: "But…"

after the clip of mark looking tired there’s a clip of hannah walking to the side and closing her eyes like she was struggling to keep them open

JAEHYUN: "Mark, Haechan, and Hannah must be having a hard time"

‘AY-YO’ MUSIC VIDEO SHOOT

there are clips focused on her, haechan, and mark in the midst of filming

JUNGWOO: "Mark, Haechan, and Hannah shift between NCT Dream and 127"

JOHNNY: "The three of them have a lot on their schedule. I can see that they’re struggling to keep up with it. But I can see that they want to do it. I’m proud of them."

after the shot of haechan sitting on the floor, it shows hannah and taeyong, the leader’s back to the camera while hannah nods and says something to him

he pulls her to him, letting her close her eyes and lean her weight against him

MARK’S STORY

after johnny, jungwoo, and doyoung speak about mark working hard, it’s her

HANNAH: "I don’t think I’ve ever seen anybody spend more time perfecting what he learned and what he wants to do than Mark does"

after mark goes through the doors towards the end of his part, he looks up and straight into the camera and hannah’s voice is heard “I look up to Mark.”

cut to her in the interview

HANNAH: “I’ve never told him this, but the way he gives everything thrown at him no matter what unit or task he gets, he gives his everything every single time. He works really hard, and that’s something I admire about him… I really hope he doesn’t watch this.”

HAECHAN’S STORY

after taeil talking about haechan being affectionate, it shows a clip of haechan pulling hannah next to him on he couch

HANNAH: "From the very first second we met, he just knew how to make me feel better. He’s the type of person who can lift your mood and make you feel better, all while being someone you can rely on"

after mark, doyoung, yuta, taeyong, and johnny spoke about haechan towards the end of his part, it showed her

HANNAH: “Hyuck… he’ll always do well. He’s naturally smart, gifted, kind, and I couldn’t be happier to call him my twin flame. I believe in him, and he’ll always have me in his corner cheering him on and supporting him.”

after he talks about to what he wants in his future, a door appears

it zooms into the door then shows real life haechan

he lies back down where he previously was

haechan closes his eyes and turns to his left

once the scene cuts mid-turn, it shows hannah in his place turning to her left, pulling a blanket up to her chin

HANNAH’S STORY

there’s a close up of footsteps, making hannah stir in her sleep

her eyebrows knit together and she mumbles “go away. please.”

it cuts to her in her interview

HANNAH: "Becoming a trainee was probably one of the best things that ever happened to me. I remember wishing I could fly away and escape to somewhere I could be happy."

clips of her laughing with her members appeared while she continued to speak

HANNAH: "I got that. Funnily enough, I did struggle a bit with the opportunity I was given. I just wasn’t used to the environment I was suddenly placed in"

JOHNNY: "I’m pretty sure Hannah was terrified of me when we first met" *laughs*

it shows clips:

hannah tucking herself to johnny’s side

johnny resting his arm around her or messing around with her by carrying her in his arms like she were a baby

JOHNNY: "But it was the first time I really felt that instinct of “I have to look after this kid”. She’s practically been my kid since then"

TAEIL: "So many people thought she was cold at first, but Hannah is actually a very loving person"

JUNGWOO: "As a trainee, I always thought she was intimidating"

there are clips shown:

her distributing their takeout

her helping Doyoung with his mic pack

a mini compilation of her standing next to Jungwoo in his first few appearances as part of 127

JUNGWOO: "But being added into NCT, and to 127 specifically, would have been a lot harder for me to adjust to if I didn’t have her with me."

TAEYONG: "It’s interesting because, while Mark and Haechan have always seemed like kids to me, Haeeun, our Hannah, always had an air of maturity to her"

there are clips played while taeyong continued speaking:

her giving comments while monitoring their dance

her seriously watching their performance director explain things

her cooking for the members

TAEYONG: "When she first joined us, she almost seemed to adapt the parent role she has in Dream to us." *laughs* "It was a whole two years before we got her to promise to act more like a maknae, and it only happened when she was an adult"

it cut back to the black room where footsteps echoed instead of a ticking clock

hannah curled into herself

a young voice speaks, but only like he was yelling from the distance “are you okay? what made you like this?”

there’s a close up of hannah’s eyes opening

she jolted upwards, but the scene cuts mid-jolt to show a young girl in her place sitting up in panic, a big white cloth with shadows showing a room as her background

“i don’t like to remember my childhood. at least, not the parts back in my house in england.”

the sound of a door opening made little hannah turn in fear, but she relaxed when a female figure entered the room

the shadow interacted with the young girl’s shadow, stroking the younger’s hair in a calming manner

“but the parts i do like to remember, it was my mom. she treated me with all the love she had, and made sure i had the chance to do what i love”

the camera zoomed in on the girl’s shadow then back out to show her in a gymnastics leotard and sweats

“as soon as i could run, mom signed me up for gymnastics. i went almost every day because i loved being able to do such big movements like that. i entered cheerleading programs for kids as well, learning to be a flyer. then, i came across the studio beside our gym and saw people dancing”

first, the girl did a few cartwheels

the next moment, she picked up pompoms and did a few cheer poses

she then put on a jacket and “walked”

her shadow came in contact with the shadow of a dance studio building, and she stopped

the shadows shifted to look like the girl was standing in front of a window while shadows inside danced

“i decided to add dance to my usual activities. i did all this just to stay out of the house”

it showed the girl doing a quick open style dance before the shadows went crazy

she looked scared

then the shadows stopped in the form of a house and there was silence

she “walked” forward, and the house zoomed in until the front door opened

she froze upon the sight of the shadows of her parents fighting

“the house was either completely silent or really loud. only the extremes. my father wasn’t the best person, but he used to promise me he’d protect me from getting hurt. i trusted him wholeheartedly. that didn’t last forever.”

“i didn’t know for how long it was going on, but his real personality eventually reached me”

it showed the shadows, the father looking like he was angry while the mother looked like she was trying to calm him down

the shadow of the father pushed the shadow of the mother down then turned to the little girl

his shadow got bigger as if he was walking closer to her, footsteps echoing as the only sound until his shadow covered the whole screen, engulfing her own shadow and making the screen go black

“we moved away as soon as we could after that, and mom legally left him, but we didn’t have the proper means to earn anymore.”

the screen was black as she said that before it cut to the shadow of golden gate bridge

the young girl was now hand in hand with an actual woman as they met up with another shadow

“we moved to san francisco to stay with mom’s sister since she offered to help us. i didn’t want to burden my mom since i felt she was healing"

"so i learned to do things on my own. at ten years old i started taking myself to my classes, cooking myself food, doing chores, and whatnot”

the scene cut to show the young girl doing whatever hannah was saying in her narration before the scene changed to the young girl dancing

“i was twelve when i realized i wanted to help earn money for mom. i did it in the best way i could think of as a kid. dancing on the streets”

a close up of a shadow of a man walked towards her, bending down to talk to her shadow

“a man approached me. he asked for directions to a hotel. in my minimal knowledge of korean, i brought him there, trying to keep up with his conversation.”

as the young girl walked with the shadow, it slowly zoomed out to reveal taeyong playing the part of this man

“then, he gave me the chance to audition to be an idol. i knew being an idol could earn well enough to help mom live the life she deserves, so i accepted”

the camera zooms in to the little girl’s hand shaking taeyong’s hand

it zooms out now to hannah dressed in simple shorts and a sweater with the background now pink

“it was hard, you know? mastering korean, learning vocals and rap, and mastering dance while focusing on trying to earn that way."

"not to mention, it was hard to trust people after someone who is supposed to love you and your mom endlessly broke your trust”

hannah sat on the floor and leaned against the pink background

she looked up as a shadow appeared on the side

it zoomed in to the shadow then zoomed out to reveal johnny smiling at her

“but youngho oppa found me. he became my friend, encouraged me, supported me, helped me, and took care of me.”

johnny held his hand out for her

she took it and let him pull her up

then the pink background fell to the ground, showing the rest of 127 waiting for her

“he opened my world to enjoying life as performer rather than just focusing on practicality and introduced me to the people who i’d eventually learn to fully trust with my life and my love alongside my mom”

johnny pulled her over to the other 127 members, where haechan immediately attached himself to her in a hug and the others showed her affection in different ways as well

JAEHYUN: “I think ever since debut, Hannah has only ever glowed brighter.”

DOYOUNG: “She didn’t realize it, but she was made to be taken care of.”

there are clips playing:

jungwoo feeding her

johnny tying her hair up for her

jaehyun throwing her over his shoulder while they laughed

DOYOUNG: “I’m really glad she let us in enough to help her see that she doesn’t have to be so grown up all the time.”

HAECHAN: “Our Haeeunie has so much on her plate, but she’s realizing she doesn’t have to be alone.”

there are clips shown:

mark helping her in the recording studio

doyoung taking plastic bags from her

haechan pulling her closer to him in the midst of a crowded airport

HAECHAN: “I’m making sure she’s never going to have to feel like she has to do everything on her own and that she’ll never feel the hurt of broken promises ever again. We all are.”

MARK: “She’s my little sister, you know? We’ve been through practically everything together. Dream, 127, U, SuperM, hell even variety shows!”

clips are shown:

young her and mark on set for chewing gum

her and mark on tour with 127

them filming in dubai for jopping

various split-second cuts of her and mark on variety shows they were sent on together

MARK: “I’ve seen how much she’s grown, and it makes me pretty happy to witness her allowing herself to live her youth freely. If anything, she’s gonna have to stick with me forever, because I love having her as my little sister. It just wouldn’t be the same without her... Please don't show this to her.”

it cuts back to the 127 members surrounding hannah, smiles on their faces as they walk away

HANNAH: "It's a little strange. You can say I arrived in 127 ready to mother the members and take care of everyone and myself. Instead, they took care of me and taught me to be a kid again. I'm in my early twenties, and they still treat me like I'm a young teen. It's nice to know I can trust my life and my self in their hands, though."

hannah looks back and makes eye contact with the little boy who initially asked her what made her that way in the beginning

the little boy nodded at her then took the hand of the little girl next to him

the little girl waved at hannah telling her “you don’t have to grow up yet. you’re not on your own”

hannah waved back as the little boy and little girl walked towards a door

mark called out to her, making her look at him holding his hand out to her. she took his hand and looked back at the kids

they went through the door and into a cartoon world as mark’s narration about his dream when he was younger started, like the little cartoon boy was telling the little cartoon girl a story

while he was narrating, the two cartoon kids grew into adults

cartoon mark wrote:

WHAT IS NCT 127'S DREAM GOAL?

cartoon hannah touched the writing

HANNAH: “To live a life and a career that we’ll be proud of for a long time. Just act our age and do the best we can with each other by our sides”

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Jeffrey Dahmer and the relationship with animals

Unlike other serial killers, Jeffrey Dahmer never found interest on harming or torturing animals. In fact, abusing animals since childhood it’s an important factor which may link to future violence towards humans. However, hurting animals wasn’t under Jeffrey Dahmer’s radar.

“We’d go out and play in the fields, run around, she was a good dog to have.” -Jeffrey Dahmer

Childhood:

Since he was a kid he showed interest in animals, having a goldfish and a turtle as pets at only 18-months-old. The mother, Joyce, remembered those moments with affection, affirming the kind relationship his boy had with the animals: “Jeff was so very gentle with the turtle”.

He also had a cat, Buffy, during the time the family was living at Pammel Court. Unfortunately, due to the father’s job, The Dahmers had to move in Bath, Ohio, and they had to be sell Buffy. It was at that time, at age 7, that Dahmer was given a puppy to help distract him from the recent move. He named the puppy Frisky, she was a lovely black and white dog, and Jeffrey was very close to her.

Also around that time Jeffrey’s brother, David , was born. He loved his brother, yet he loved his dog more, as Joyce recalled: “…More adjusting for Jeff, but he loves Davy and is good to him. Frisky comes first in his heart, though. They really romp and play”. Jeffrey spent time playing and running out the camps with the dog.

Jeffrey Dahmer and a cat, possibly Buffy

Around age two or three, a curious fact had happened. His father was riding his bicycle with Jeffrey seated on the handlebars, when Jeffrey spotted what looked like a ball of dust (in the eyes of Lionel). Curious and pointing at it, Jeffrey encouraged the father to come closer, when Lionel noticed it was a baby nighthawk which had fallen from the nest. With Jeffrey’s urging, Lionel took the little bird at home and raised it with Jeffrey on his side. At the beginning they nursed it feeding it a mixture of milk and corn syrup, to switch with solid food later once the bird became strong enough. It almost became a pet, and a name was given: “Dusty”. “It was almost like a pet. It would come back when you called it, eat out of your hand and stuff like that.” Joyce said. When the bird grew and became stronger, it was ready to be released. It was Lionel who cradled it and took it outside, and when he opened the hand the bird flew away. It was a delightful moment, and all the three members of the family were happy.

Around age seven or eight instead, the first violent act of the child showed up. Jeffrey developed a certain fondness for the assistant teacher at school, and so he decided to give her a present. It was an innocent child gesture, a naive gift, but significant for little Jeffrey. He caught a bowl of tadpoles in a stream nearby a school where the family was used to go, to give them to the teacher as a sign of affection. Unfortunately after some time he would’ve found out the bowl was given to his friend Lee. He felt betrayed and as a sign of revenge he sneaked into Lee’s house garage (where the tadpoles were kept) and killed the animals pouring motor oil into their water.

“It stood about as tall as this table, short fur, looked like a Doberman, real friendly dog. My dog was chasing it into the street and this car came by and both dogs were together, right next to each other, and that car slammed into the big dog and just missed mine by that much. Boy, did I feel lucky.”

Dahmer remembering an episode with Frisky and the dog of his neighbours

Adolescence:

During adolescence he focused on his single hobby, started years before. At first he began watching and starring animals, such as snakes, toads, crabs, turtles, fish and wild rabbits. When living in Bath, Ohio, Jeffrey spent a great amount of time in a hut next to the house, collecting rests of animals. There was a skeletons collection, with the rests of squirrels, birds and chipmunks, and there was a jars collection with insects inside in formaldehyde. He even had a graveyard outside where he buried the dead animals.

However, his interest grew more and more, and it evolved in road-kills interest: he picked up dead animals in the streets, which were invested by cars, bringing them home. He was interested on the “mechanics” of the inside, and he wanted to know how it “worked”. He cut them open down the front, exposing the innards. Still, none of the animals were alive during the process, as he picked up dead creatures specifically. He usually found foxes, opossums, cats, raccoons and dogs. One of the dogs he found was very large, and after he brought it home as his usual, he waited for the skin to rot off to collect the bones later then. Another one was a Beagle, and after examining the insides, he grabbed the skull of the creature, putting it on a pole. Curiously, another time again, a chilling fact occurred, when he kidnapped a dog of a neighbour with the intent of killing it. He didn’t find the courage to do so after watching at the dog, and so he freed it. There’s also been one time in school where he stole the feral pig from the biology laboratory, taking it home and once in the garage, he removed the skin and flesh and kept the skull of the pig.

When in highschool, Jeffrey Dahmer shared a friendship with a certain Jeff Six, another student of the Revere High School. The friendship wasn’t deep at all, and it required no specific commitment. It was with him that Jeffrey spent some time in his car. Unfortunately, Six had a weird sadistic habit which Jeffrey didn’t like at all. While on the road, if a dog was spotted, Six would speed up to hit the animal. “His big thrill was to find a dog that was walking in the road and speed up real fast and hit it. It just amazed me. In one day he went through four dogs. How many dogs just walked into the road in front of him . . . He’d speed up real fast and just tick them off.” Dahmer said subsequently. One time in particular marked Dahmer quite a lot, when Six hit a little puppy, and when the latter looked back and Dahmer noticed his terrified eyes, he insisted to stop the car so he could go away, sickened by these acts.

The dog’s skull on a pole

Jeffrey Dahmer never killed an animal himself. It is frequently the case that people who grow into multiple murderers have evolved from sadistic children, and cruelty to animals in childhood is a common characteristic shared among them. Dahmer’s case is different in this regard as in most others. He displayed no cruelty, and was not interested in watching an animal suffer or react to pain.

- The Shrine of Jeffrey Dahmer

Adult life:

When living with his grandmother in West Allis, Wisconsin, he took care of the grandma’s cat, Jody, who liked. Jeffrey expressed his love for cats even with his neighbours, Vernell and Pamela Bass, when he saw their cat on their apartment. “He was very impressed when he saw our cat walk out of the bedroom picking her up and saying he liked cats a lot.” Vernell explained. Douglas Jackson, downstairs neighbor, also stated he was used to see Dahmer in the backyard smoking cigarettes or drinking beers surrounded by cats, which followed him wherever he went.

As he moved in his own apartment in Milwaukee, Apt 213 at 924 North 25th Street, he allowed himself to get a fish tank. It was a 30-gallon aquarium bought from The Fish Factory, a fish shop where he would usually wander around admiring the variety of fishes there, from their colours to their shapes. He was so fascinated indeed, so much that when he got caught they found books about fish care in his apartment. “It was nice, with African cichlids and tiger barbs in it and live plants, it was a beautifully kept fish tank, very clean . . . I used to like to just sit there and watch them swim around, basically. I used to enjoy the planning of the set-up, the filtration, read about how to keep the nitrate and ammonia down to safe levels and just the whole spectrum of fish-keeping interested me.” Dahmer said. He was so enthusiastic about trigger fish and puffer fish as well. He reminded the time when he saw the puffer fish in the store with enthusiasm: “I once saw some puffer fish in the store. It’s a round fish, and the only ones I ever saw with both eyes in front, like a person’s eyes, and they would come right up to the front of the glass and their eyes would be crystal blue, like a person’s, real cute.”. This was a very precious hobby for Dahmer, and after his arrest he would recall his aquarium moments with nostalgia, missing them.

Jeffrey and Jody at grandmother’s house in 1990.

“The cat's doing fine. She always wants to be brushed."

Jeff nodded.

"You know how she likes that."

"Yeah."

"She's always trying to be brushed," I said. "Remember how you used to do it?"

He stared at me silently.

- Excerpt From A Father's Story

Sources: The Shrine of Jeffrey Dahmer - Brian Masters; A Father’s Story - Lionel Dahmer; Across The Hall - Vernell Bass; Step into My Parlor - Edward Baumann; My Friend Dahmer - Derf Backderf

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hutaoscoffinn · 1 year

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*slides you a gay twenty* Could I get some headcanons with Rika when we’re the champion of the Paldea region, I can only imagine how she would flirt and tease us when no one is watching. Thank you for your work man. 🫡

BLESSED I LOVE THIS SO GODDAMN MUCH AHH. Teasing and flirty Rika is the way to the future good LORD

Warnings: fluffy, teasing Rika bc shes a LITTLE SHIT, flirty Rika, this was really cute, suggestive as hell at the end shEESH, sly Rika, MC! GN! Reader, Rika is a simp what can I say, SPOILERS FOR THE END OF SCARLET AND VIOLET

Character: Rika of the elite 4

Requests: OPEN

congrats on becoming the champion of Paldea and conquering not only Geeta’s pokemon, but also Rika’s heart

I am a firm believer of the fact that Rika would have started developing a crush on you as you meet throughout your journey

Cmon she goes to the top of the MOUNTAIN to go see the MC shes so GAY

So safe to say she already had some feelings

When you kicked her ass in battle???

Boy oh boy she was about to fall over and swoon for you

But of course Rika manages to keep her cool as she usually does but its safe to say it’s getting rather hard for her to hold back her affections towards you

It comes to a boiling point after you defeat Geeta and officially claim your title of champion

Rika is the first to congratulate you and sees you outside with Geeta when Nemona comes running up to you to challenge you to a battle

After your rival yells for you to meet her in Mesagoza for a battle, Rika offers to be the one to escort you there with a cheeky grin on her face

Her excuse is that she wants to watch the newest champion duke it out with another champion

And while she isn’t lying, she also simply wants to be alone with you

In my opinion Rika’s flirting is incredibly sly and she won’t become super obvious unless you are incredibly oblivious or if you start to reciprocate her affections

So as she walks you to the city, she offers you her arm

“What? I don’t want our newest champion to fall behind or trip on anything on the way to the city.”

As you walk Rika begins to ask you details about your journey despite knowing a lot of those answers

Hassel cant keep his mouth shut about you since he’s extremely proud so Rika got a lot of information through him

She definitely prodded him for information as well so Hassel became the first person to learn about her crush

Hes been waiting for this moment on GOD

Rika wants to know every last detail

Which gym did you challenge first?

What was the first pokemon you caught?

What region did you move to Paldea from?

What is your favourite pokemon type?

It’s almost like your interview again but a hell of a lot more casual and laid back

When you get to Mesagoza, Nemona notices your fingers intertwined with Rika’s

Because somehow you went from holding Rika’s arm to holding her hand

Which definitely wasnt Rika’s fault

Oh it so was

Nemona was the second to learn of Rika’s crush on you, especially as Rika squeezed you hand before letting you go and battle your rival

Despite the fierceness of your battle, Rika’s gaze on you was hard to miss as she seemed far more interested in you compared to the actual pokemon that were battling

Poppy kept tugging on Rika’s hand and shirt, asking why she wasn’t paying attention to the battle

When Poppy noticed exactly who Rika’s gaze was on she almost shouted to you to let you know that good ol’ Rika was staring

Rika had to cover her mouth and promise to buy her icecream for a week so the kid wouldn’t say anything

And so Poppy was the 3rd to know about Rika’s not so little crush on you

After your battle with Nemona concluded Rika walked up to you with a slight smirk

In her head she was panicking, her palms were sweaty inside her gloves and she was trying to keep the flush from her face

But, she managed to keep her cool and congratulate you on your win

She takes your hand, looking your in the eyes as she bends down, pressing a sweet kiss to the back of it as she winks at you

Your face grows hot as you look at Rika, silent

Thankfully, you don’t have to speak up and she does the talking for you and all you have to do is say yes

“Well then, since our lovely champion Nemona got to steal your time with a battle. Would you mind if I got to steal you away for a romantic dinner, my treat of course.”

And that was how you found yourself dining with Rika, and maybe even tangled in the sheets of her bed at the end of the night

Safe to say, your first date with the ground type elite 4 trainer was successful

Reblogs are always appreciated <3

#coffinn.writes #coffinn.requests #elite four rika #pokemon rika headcanon #elite four rika x reader #rika x reader #rika x reader fluff #pokemon rika x reader #rika headcanons #elite 4 rika x reader #elite 4 rika #rika x reader headcanons #rika x you #rika is so fucking HOT #when I tell you I love this woman #s h e am I rite

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onirique-amaranth · 1 year

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HEYYYY SO I've got a request not sure if it's open or not just ignore it if not! Don't really wanna bother you but I thought you could write this since I love your writing really! So may I request a blind male reader x genshin boys. Just a simple request really, a reminder FEEL FREE TO IGNORE!! or maybe you could also add spicy things they would do. IT IS UP TO YOU!! HAPPY late late NEW YEAR TO YOU, MY DEAR!!

⎮Blinding Love⎮

⏤ Characters: Aether⎮Diluc⎮Gorou⎮Kaeya

⏤ Including: mention of injuries, minor possessive behaviour, soft nsfw, mention of heat

⏤ 3.200 words

♣︎ Aether

✷ You were born with congenital blindness. Your vision has always been poor and growing up with this particular trait, you learned how to live without being affected by it.

✷ Living in Mondstadt was rather easy to go around, the alleys were clean and taken care of properly most of the time, and despite the few sets of stairs leading to the Church that was your only problem, the rest was fine. You didn't need anyone's help as you were doing just fine on your own, though you would let Amber or Barbara guide you sometimes, knowing it was reassuring them.

✷ Being born in the city of freedom and living there since forever, people knew about your disability and would be kind enough to not stand in your way, some of them sometimes telling you when a land degradation has been noticed or anything that could be problematic.

✷ In other words, you were living just fine there. With your friends, and family by your side, you weren't less happy than anyone else because of your blindness.

✷ When Aether showed up to Mondstadt for the first time, you didn't get the opportunity to meet, and it didn't really matter. You only grew curious about him when you heard about his won battle against Dvalin. But it was rather awkward to ask about him randomly, so you didn't try to.

✷ Meanwhile, you caught Aether's interest as he often saw you with Amber, Kaeya or Barbara, but never coming towards him or greeting him. Though, you were just unaware that the presence in your back was him, and not just a passer-by.

✷ He discovered that you were blind by accident, as Paimon flew into your back while she wasn't paying attention, and Kaeya scolded her for it. Aether felt extremely embarrassed by his and Paimon's mistake, and also for thinking that you were rude for ignoring them.

✷ To make up for his misconception, which you weren't even aware of, he started to accompany you everywhere. It became quickly annoying, as he was treating you like a baby, even though you could take care of yourself perfectly fine. At some point, it really started to get on your nerves and politely told him what you were thinking.

✷ He made efforts to understand you more, and slowly, you became much closer. Before he left again to find his sister, he promised to come back as regularly as he could, and he did. Only holding your hand when the ground was damaged or telling you if someone was coming your way rapidly, he was always paying attention for the both of you.

✷ After a few months, he finally asked you out. Now being officially boyfriends, he suggested taking you with him on his journey, uncaring if it could slow him down in the search for his sister, he just wanted to spend more time with you. Undeniably, it has been the best days of his life, sharing everything and helping you discover Teyvat.

✷ On a more spicy note, despite being blind, you were the one with the more temper and confidence, and so, would take most of the decisions or verbally defend Aether. Your hearing was extremely sensitive, which was extremely useful to avoid a surprise attack, which saved you many times.

✷ In bed, it was the same case, with your strong confidence, you would either be a top or a power bottom. Knowing Aether's body by heart, you didn't need your eyes at all to drive him insane, and he was always quick to submit to you. He never cared about giving all the control to you, as he knew he would be rewarded with a mind-blowing orgasm.

✷ By the end of the night, Aether would often end up chained to the bed, enduring the overwhelming pleasure until you were satisfied. The way your hands touch him, and your lips collided with his, was enough to show him how much you loved or cared for him.

✷ No one could give him as much love and pleasure as you were, and that's why he will always protect you from everything. Keeping you by his side was his priority, even if it meant threatening someone through his actions instead of his words, so you couldn't catch on.

♣︎ Diluc

✷ You were born with a rare condition, which was to be completely blind. You couldn't see or detect light at all, the world has always been pure darkness for you.

✷ After living in Liyue all your life, you chose to sojourn in Mondstadt for an unknown amount of time. Your condition remained a secret for most, if not all the citizens of Mondstadt. With your brother by your side all the time, he was the only one who knew about it, and would guide you everywhere.

✷ Even though you hated needing him most of the time, you couldn't do anything without his assistance, so you swallowed your pride and accept the harsh reality. The only place where you didn't need help was your house, as you knew every corner of it, and as long as no one touch anything, you could live just fine.

✷ You met Diluc while walking in the street, with your brother by your side. As you were strolling around, listening to him describing verbally the city as well as he could, a man bumped into you, almost making you fall.

✷ Your brother didn't have the time to react when the man was grabbed strongly by the shoulder and forced to apologize, the Master of the Dawn Winery not allowing such rudeness in front of him.

✷ He was a bit confused about why you weren't looking at him or in his direction, until it clicked, understanding why you had always your brother holding you or whispering things in your ear. As newcomers were rapidly known around the city, gossips were inevitable, and he was rather surprised that you managed to keep this condition hidden from everyone.

✷ As the good man that he was, he never spoke about it to anyone. And to who would he say it anyway?-

✷ Curious, he would often check on you during his free time, or send gifts from the Winery, as you avoid crowded places like the Tavern. Diluc isn't good with feelings or expressing himself, so it took him a long time before directly interacting with you.

✷ Slowly but surely, he took your brother's place as your guide whenever he was free, walking around the city with you and even bringing you to the Winery. The time you spent together was extremely precious, and he even mentioned you to Kaeya a few times when he was drunk, sharing something with him for the first time in years.

✷ Diluc loved to write letters, but since you couldn't read them, he gave up. Until, he learned about braille, and finally, he gathers the courage to write you a letter expressing his deeper feelings, knowing almost nobody expects you could read it.

✷ With the help of your brother, who didn't question the content of the letter, wrote a reply. Which was positive, as the same afternoon, Diluc was knocking at your door with a bouquet of flowers. You shared the softest kiss of your life, both your first one, as it was your first and last romantic relationship.

✷ Since then, you moved to the Winery with him, the maids taking care of most things for you. Absolutely adore you for bringing a smile to Diluc's face, and they became your closest confidants. You even convinced Diluc to introduce you to Kaeya, wanting to know more about his past, and consciously making them grow closer again, during the diner you invited Kaeya to every Sunday.

✷ With a good amount of money, Diluc paid to make the city more accessible for everyone, wanting you to be able to live in the easiest and most comfortable way.

✷ Diluc was extremely soft and conscientious with you, always making sure that you were alright with being touched or kissed. Your first time together was delicate and full of love, slow as you were both inexperienced, and your only goal was to show how much you cared about the other.

✷ As time went on, it didn't change much. Diluc was always focused on pleasing you, hearing your moans and praises, as it was enough for him to cum. He was devoted to you, set on serving you until his last breath. He was yours, and all your wishes will always be granted, whatever they were.

✷ Making love wasn't one of your priorities, as most touches were gentle and without any second thoughts. Still, when it does happen that one of you is particularly needy, the other is always here to dedicate himself.

✷ Diluc was the one who often ended up on his knee for you, mouth wide open as he gave you mind-numbing pleasure until all your worries washed away and only your love for him was remaining.

✷ You are the gentlest and most in love couple, already engaged, and that would do anything for the other.

♣︎ Gorou

✷ You became partially blind during the war, and you started suffering from blurry vision, eye pain and high sensitivity to light. Enabling you to continue fighting for the resistance.

✷ Gorou has always been a close friend of yours, even before the start of the war. When he became general of the Watatsumi Army, you followed him without thinking, wanting to support and protect your friend.

✷ During one of the numerous battles that took place, you went there under Gorou's command, jumping into the fight. It lasted for some long days, enduring a few minor injuries, but nothing important enough to make you leave the battlefield. Until an enemy took you by surprise and inflicted you with a wound that will never heal.

✷ You were transported out of the battlefield as soon as possible, but it was a lost cause. The damages done to your head and eyes were irreparable, and you had to accept that your life would never be the same again.

✷ Maybe it was shame or guilt, but you weren't able to face Gorou until the end of the war.

✷ You did your best to avoid him, and get busy in one way or another, even if you weren't physically able to go out yet. The light was causing you a violent headache, and you couldn't stay with your eyes open for too long. That's why you wore bandages around your head for some long days until it wasn't as painful.

✷ Successfully never crossing paths with Gorou, you felt yourself get better. Unfortunately, your luck couldn't do miracles for so long, as you get woken up by someone knocking at your door, and you open it without thinking. To your surprise, it wasn't one of the doctors that was standing there, but Gorou as you heard him stop breathing for a few seconds, whispering your name in shock.

✷ He went to find you, so he could announce the news himself, that the war was over. And instead, he found his closest friend with a bandaged head and grey eyes, void of emotions or profoundness.

✷ Just as shocked as him, you slammed the door shut, not knowing how to deal with this guilt except hiding away. Despite Gorou knocking at the door, and calling your name, you never opened the door, sitting on the ground in silence.

✷ He learned the truth from one of the men that were in your battalion, explaining what happened exactly and the extent of your injuries. Due to the sudden horrible information, Gorou had trouble processing the truth, blaming himself for your pain.

✷ After a long conversation with Kokomi, he concluded that he couldn't let your friendship end this way, and rushed to talk to you, even if he had to beg for hours until you open the door. But you gave up after a few minutes and witnessed a teary Gorou, that was apologizing over and over. This afternoon was filled with tears and pain, finally opening up to one another.

✷ Since then, Gorou was at your side day and night, doing everything that you couldn't do, checking on your injuries and making sure everything was fine. He strongly refused to leave your side, even when you went back home, as he begged until you accepted to let him sleep in your guest room.

✷ Maybe it was the constant closeness, or Gorou's need to protect you. But he ended up sleeping in your bed at one point, and then, using your clothes, hugging you suddenly, caressing your face the same way a lover would. And finally, on a drunken night, he kissed you, deeply and lovingly.

✷ You never talked about this night, you were close enough to understand the meaning of it. Accepting easily the change of relationship and status, now introducing the other as a boyfriend instead of a friend. It happened so easily, that you never questioned it. Gorou soon moved in with you, and stayed by your side, despite your ability to fully take care of yourself.

✷ After months of living together and sleeping on the same bed, everything happened naturally. One second, you were both kissing, your hands cradling his face and his griping your neck, and then, you were both naked, with Gorou moaning under you. Nails digging into your back and creating dark marks, not letting you go until you both fell asleep in each other's arms.

✷ Rapidly, you noticed how Gorou was constantly needy, holding onto you and begging for a bit of attention. This behaviour was even worse when he was in heat, tempting you in the lewdest way to get you to destroy his body. So many nights were spent with Gorou's legs on your shoulders as you pound into him, filling him up to the brim.

✷ Gorou and you became inseparable, one was never seen without the other. Everyone was aware of how possessive and protective he was of you, no one daring to get too close or for too long. If his behaviour wasn't enough to tell that you were off limits, the numerous marks left on you were an even clearer message.

✷ Now, he was determined to keep you safe, protect you and love you. Becoming blind wasn't even a big deal anymore, as he was always by your side to do everything you weren't able to. Losing your eyes, you gained a devoted lover.

♣︎ Kaeya

✷ You became partially blind partly because of Khaenri'ah. Just like the few descendants and survivors of the ultimate destruction, you earned something from it, as it affected either your face or eyes. For you, it was your eyes only, which always reminded you of where you were from.

✷ Unlike a certain Cavalry Captain of the Knights of Favonius, this star in both your eyes caused your blindness. Forced to hide those rare and considered dangerous traits, you would wear a blindfold, telling curious people that you got badly injured in a fight and refusing to show the damages. And usually, it would make everyone uncomfortable enough to drop the topic.

✷ Travelling from city to city, you discovered the world without a set goal, only wishing to feel free and happy. You stayed for a little while at Snezhnaya, passed by Natlan and Fontaine rather quickly, and fell in love with Sumeru. Until you had to leave, travelling through Inazuma and Liyue, to finally reach Mondstadt.

✷ There, you met with someone who seemed weirdly familiar, something about him drawing you closer.

✷ Sitting at the bar alone, you stood out because of your different kinds of clothes and blindfold, catching the eyes of some curious adventurers or even some knights' attention that were taking a break. You could easily feel the numerous eyes staring at you, not even trying to hide it.

✷ Drinking one glass after another, the bartender kept a close eye on you, softly tapping his fingertips beside the glass to tell you where he put it. The kind gesture brought a smile to your face, thanking him for being so observant, as he dismissed the appreciation, and put it on doing his job well.

✷ As you discussed with the bartender, you failed to notice the man sitting down next to you, only the sudden annoyed tone of your new acquaintance made you realize the unknown presence. Slowly turning your head towards them, acting as if you could see them, you offered to pay for their drink.

✷ The offer was met with a deep laugh, and the man's right hand, who introduced himself as Kaeya, was placed on your thigh. You could sense his inquiring eyes on you as he asked more about your journey, soft grip tightening when you mentioned your studies and the pride of humankind.

✷ You both drink until getting slowly sick of the taste, and in his kindness, Kaeya suggested helping you walk back home. Even though you were perfectly able to walk alone, using your geo vision to feel through the ground if someone was near or walking towards you. You kept quiet, and let him guide you, thanking him after sensing him walk away silently.

✷ For the following days, you would learn more about the city and its surroundings during the day, and drink with Kaeya every evening until the middle of the night. You were still wary of each other, but you found an unknown comfort while talking to him, sharing harmless information that wouldn't put you in a difficult position.

✷ One night, after Kaeya guided you back home, you went to take a shower immediately, hating the smell of alcohol sticking to you, overwhelming your senses. Perhaps it was the remannings of alcohol that numbed your brain, but you opened the door without thinking, blessing the familiar man with a full view of your bare torso and uncovered eyes.

✷ Everything happened too quickly, his hands were on your shoulders and then the door was slammed shut, his lips pressed against yours as he asked where your bedroom was. Your first night shared together was on impulse, just a sudden urge to possess the other.

✷ There was no explanation for it, no reason to act this way, as it just happened. Embracing the other, pouring out all your frustrations as moans and groans filled up the silence of the room. Growing more frantic, rough and lustful, you lost yourselves in the pleasure of enlaced bodies and minds.

✷ Sooner or later, the eyepatch was discarded, and your eyes ended up wide open, the rushed pace came to a stop. His hands cradled your face, confused, but understanding words were exchanged, and you proposed to talk about it when you'll both sober.

✷ The next day, hidden by the blanket, Kaeya was holding onto you tightly, memories rushing back to him. It was as if he found another piece of himself, something or someone that he lost a long time ago. With hushed words, you promised to keep it a secret, so this shared history could remain a safe haven.

✷ And until now, your paths never diverged from the other, staying close and not letting anything stop you. Accepting your future, as long as you remained together, Kaeya endured his fate.

✷ Your relationship was never defined, but everyone's opinion was the same, you were soulmates who finally found their promised one.

⏤ Thank you for reading! I wish you a great day.

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