#hope this doesn't come off as rude because i enjoyed getting to discuss it!

[adeadhorse]

thank you for answering my ask!! i was unsure whether to send because sharing concepts is a subjective, often personal thing, so thank you for being so receptive and kind!

yeah i definitely think making things dark for the sake of just being dark is overdone and unnecessary (cue Riverdale), but that if it touches on an undercurrent that already exists in a storyline or character trait then it could be worth exploring.

i always felt chase got away with way too much in regards to him harboring such a crush & at times obsession, with zoey, because as his behavior continued, it was like the whole friend group and PCA campus was aware except for her. it didn’t seem considerate or respectful to her, and obviously this was because Nickelodeon writers notoriously disregard female characters and the depth/range they can bring if given the chance, but i still would like there to be a certain consequence to chase parading around with his emotions about a girl who may have her own desires and thoughts on the matter, too. zoey didn’t know at all that he was going to such great lengths to be her best friend, paired with her, know her secrets, or just how she may feel in a romantic sense about him.

my idea is definitely grittier and sexier than the typical scenarios between chase and zoey, but i think it weaves together the objectification of women and girls in that dicey time of the early aughts, where things like this may’ve happened more frequently and the gossip would be quite juicy. if anyone could tap into that version, it’s you! you’ve got a great sense of reality, infused with just the right amount of dreamy, for the setting of each story you’ve created. this is merely a suggestion and it’s been so great getting to hear your thoughts on this! thank you

Thank you for the kind words and for sharing your concept with me - it can definitely be daunting! I'm always really happy to discuss different ideas and interpretations.

On that note, I apologise for how long this reply is.

I do actually fundamentally disagree with your reading on Chase's character and how he fits into the wider context of mid-2000s and wider Nickelodeon/Dan shows as a whole. Yes, Dan & co are absolutely not interested in Zoey's feelings, which is the main flaw of the show and is based both in misogyny and the fact that Jamie Lynn cannot act. Chase is, functionally, the main character which is why you are supposed to root for him and places Zoey in a kind of old-fashioned love interest role where you literally don't know her feelings until her big confession of love (or a very half-hearted "I love you too" in Trading Places and kiss in Chasing Zoey). Think a Jane Austen character like Mr Knightley or Captain Wentworth, or really any repressed English male, but in a shitty Nickelodeon show with dreadful fashion and an (un)healthy sprinkling of sexism.

That said, disinterest can still be disrespectful and it doesn't change that Chase is the problem here. I make it no secret that Chase is my favourite character and I'm biased, but specifically I like S3 Chase. In some ways that's when he's at his worst; certainly it's when he's most emotional because he's allowed to be angry at Zoey instead of just bearing the brunt of hers, but he's also just meaner to everyone. Plus he's older and he should know better (though if anyone genuinely believes that I think they should meet a sixteen-year-old). But it's the shift from S1 to S3 that I find so interesting. So to me a lot of your characterisation of Chase reads as him in S1, where he is much more of a baby Ross Geller type (or it reads as his character in that absolutely garbage 2015 short that I will not speak the name of and IS NOT CANON).

Saying that, even in the worst episodes (The Play, School Dance) Chase's actions aren't framed as being inherently good or acceptable, he is punished for them within the episodes: he gets sick and he pisses Zoey off and has to apologise. I want to emphasis this because contextually this is when The Notebook and yes, Friends, are having grown men unapologetically pull worse stunts and also because Dan's others shows also stop having this kind of moral framing after Season 1-2 of iCarly. Then you get to S2 and you have the (once again, not good) Time Capsule episode and Chase gets to keep his status as a "good" character because he does not go through with invading Zoey's privacy by watching her DVD, and by Spring Break-Up he doesn't even want to tell Zoey about his feelings. "Friendzoning" always comes up with this show and by now we should all know the sexist connotations of that word, but Chase is not put into the friendzone, he friendzones himself. Michael says "what if Zoey loves you back, then you'll be happy Chase forever," and Chase says, "it's not worth the risk," and then you write a 21,000 word fanfic about how Chase is never going to be happy because he has perpetual depression. The point is that, except for maybe the first few episodes of S1 (and it's explicitly encouraged by Logan in New Roomies), he thinks being best friends is enough.

I find it really interesting that you described him as "parading around with his emotions" because I tend to characterise him as being utterly mortified by said emotions. From memory, the above conversation in SBU starts by Michael doing the "people on Mars know you love Zoey" joke and Chase says he doesn't want everyone to know. I touched on it a bit in my aborted S4 AU but to me the public intrigue of their romance would have been a real challenge for both of them, and if you look at all their 'moments' all of them are private, compared to Quinn/Logan where their arc culminates in a public display of affection.

Again, you get to S3 and he actually is more unreadable - not completely, just less of an open book because his emotions aren't explicitly stated all the time. I think Dan thought he had actually written Chase a season-long arc (I'm not calling it that) because he starts off the season saying that he thinks the universe only wants him and Zoey to be friends (Chase's Girlfriend, also where he seems embarrassed by sending the text message in SBU), tries to publicly deny that he ever had a crush on her (Zoey's Tutor, where from his perspective ONLY Michael should know that he did because he never discussed it with Lola or Quinn), only gets minorly jealous (mainly Son of a Dean but even in episodes like Zoey's Tutor and Quarantine it's either played as being 'overprotective' or dropped relatively quickly), and actually pursues other girls, i.e. Rebecca and the girl he tries to flirt with in Favour Chain. This all then "culminates" into him actually coming to terms with and admitting that he's still in love with Zoey in Goodbye Zoey instead of denying it or ignoring it (and there's a whole thing here about how S3 is arguably when he actually is in love with her, because he's really started to see her as a person with flaws and not just a girl on a pedestal or an object of desire and lol). Even if you don't think that you still only really get glimpses of old Chase, rather than entire episodes dedicated to it (e.g. Chase and his desire to know Zoey's secret is not the villain in Zoey's Balloon, where it probably would have been in S1).

So where does this leave us other than with confirmation that I am certifiably insane? Well, this is fanfiction so still with me being insane, because as you can tell I have thought about this critique a lot. In my head, it is something Chase himself would have to reconcile with. I don't know if you've read if there's anyone in the sun (and fair enough if not because it's long and potentially triggering and lots of other things), but a lot of that is specifically about Chase still beating himself up for what he did as a shitty, hormonal, hyper-emotional (and, in my version) a clinically depressed teenager:

Chase starts to ask for her forgiveness. He tells her about trying to sabotage Logan so he wouldn’t kiss her during the play, about digging up the time capsule, why he stole her TekMate, how he thought about not coming back from England, that he’s sorry for his reaction when she kissed him. And Zoey doesn’t know all of it, can hardly even believe some of it

Zoey forgives him but she's also had the distance of a decade, so it could be interesting to to delve a bit deeper into her reactions like we saw in School Dance, The Election, SBU etc. It might not be something like objectification though, just because I always liked how Chase didn't really objectify her (with some exceptions). In general I think it's something that anything featuring the characters as grown-ups should, at least in the sense of showing that your characters have actually changed since they were fifteen, so naturally I have zero faith that the upcoming movie thing will do any of that.

#hope this doesn't come off as rude because i enjoyed getting to discuss it! #thanks for the ask again

[onskepa]

Yay requests are open!

What about a platonic Ronal x scientist? Yes they study the planet but ronal cannot help but like them because they respect the culture, her medical skills and only seems to find the silver lining in her stiff comments. Like come on human I am trying to make you leave through the power of rude and you just gave me a freidnship bracelet? Wtf I imagine tonowari just snickering every night as she complains about her new best friend

Hellooooooooo darling~!!

Yes! Another ronal fic! Thank you for requesting and I hope this cute fic will satisfy you and everyone else! Enjoy~!

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Irayo

“You are good to go, if anything goes wrong or if they are not very welcoming, just say the word and we will get you” the head director of the ocean na’vi program says. In front of him was the new girl. Determined and open minded to learn new things, and was given the ultimate task. 

Make the first human contact with the reef na’vi. 

Nodding in excitement, the new recruit gets into a canoe with her prepared items. Making sure she is set for sail, she looks at her comrades. “I will let you know everything. Hopefully, this can go well. If doctor Agustine has faith in us, we can't lose” she says with optimus in her voice. 

Saying her last farewell, she sets off to the Metkayina island. 

“This will be good, I can feel it!”

She arrives at the island, her eyes in awe as she gets closer to the shore. So many na’vi! They all stare at her, many in fear, others in curiosity, and many ready to fight her. Raising her hands, she gets out from her canoe and displays she is of no harm. 

“I come in peace, I bring no harm” the human girl announces in perfect, fluent na’vi. 

Many, from what she suspects are warriors, stare at her in surprise. 

“You are a sky demon! Leave or we will not be easy on you!” one of the warriors warned her. Another warrior follows after. 

“We heard what you did with the forest na’vi, leave! You only bring death and sorrow wherever you go”. 

The tension was building fast among the other people. Mothers protecting their children, might warriors standing in front of the weak. Any wrong move and she might end up dead. Which is a high factor. 

The crowd breaks as two significant looking na’vi walks through, from how they are dressed and the others willing to step aside, the human knew exactly who they were. 

And it gave her excitement. Already the first and she is seeing so much! 

The human was quick with the traditional na’vi greeting of “I see you”. In hopes that the tension can lessen if she displays their ways. 

The Tsahik and Olo’eyktan looked at her carefully. Observing her every move and detail. Small hint of disgust but also confusion as to why a human is here. 

“Hello, I bring no harm. I am here to learn your ways. Allow me to prove myself to you, perhaps you have heard of the dark stories of what the humans did to other na’vi, but I promise you that I only bring peace. Please, teach me your ways”. 

Ronal doesn't know what or how or even why. But after a lengthy discussion with Tonowari, they granted the human permission to enter their home. And learn their ways. As best a human can learn. While Tonowari was more loose on letting the human in, Ronal felt different, at first she came defensive and was always on alert should the human do something that seems bad under her eyes. 

But the human was aware where the line drew, only did what she was allowed to and dared not to push boundaries. Ronal wasn't making it any easier for the human. None whatsoever. In fact, Ronal planned to make things so difficult for the human that she would have no other choice but to leave. 

Now if only it worked that, and not Ronal making it harder for herself. 

 “Put more strength in your arms. It must be thinned out and easy to separate. Any thicker and it will be difficult to mix” Ronal instructed the human with a harsh tone. She was teaching the human how to make crushed, thin, dust-like green material. Very dry leaves that were thoroughly picked from their small forest.

The human woman smiled and obeyed, “alright tsahik”. Doing exactly what she is being told. That is the thing that irks ronal. The human doesn't fight back. She doesn't do anything! 

“A child can do a better job than you,” Ronal says with a snarky tone. The human just takes it, “I don't doubt it. This is more of their ways” the human replies with such calmness in her voice. Not a hint of anger, impatience, nothing. 

“Dont think this will be enough, there is still much more to grind down” Ronal says, as she places a lot more dried grass in the already big pile. The human stops for a few seconds to look at the bigger addition. Ronal smirks, surely this will be it? “Guess I better grind faster to finish all of these” the human says in glee and continues to grind. 

Ronal’s smirk left her lips, fine then. Tomorrow will be worse. 

Harsher insults, harsher training, harsher practice. Ronal threw everything at the human, but nothing breaks the human girl. And it infuriates her to the core. Why wasn't she fighting back? Why was she accepting everything? Why was she letting ronal belittle her? 

Ronal’s anger grew to where Tonowari had to enterfier. 

“Ronal, perhaps you are pushing her too far?” he asks her one day. Ronal scoffs as she does her small tasks in their home. “The human can bare it. Anything I give her, she accepts. That utter fool” she replies. Annoyance heavy on her tone. “She won't break so easily. Not made of sea glass” she continues. 

Tonowari sighs, walks up to her and places a hand on her shoulder. “Perhaps not, but your tolerance is thinner than these fibers. Perhaps by surprise, it will be you who will break first”. 

The human began to make and wear her na’vi like clothing to fit in more. And as she talked more with the other clan members, more began to welcome her with open arms and even into their homes. Adapting more into their culture and ways of life. They began to accept her. 

Ronal wasn't so ready to accept the human. 

Not yet at least. 

One night, after the communal dinner, Ronal took the human away from the noise and into a more quiet part of the small forest. Yet, along the way, the human not once asked where they were going. Never questioned ronal’s actions, her odd behavior. Nothing. 

When they arrived at a beautiful blue glowing waterfall, Ronal kept a bit of distance from the human. 

“Tell me human, why do you accept?” Ronal asks after a few minutes of silence. 

The human blinked once, “accept what tsahik?”. 

Hissing in frustration, Ronal turns to look at the human in anger. 

“Why do you accept everything?! I keep pushing you to do beyond what you physically can. Accept any insulting word I give you. Force you to do things clearly you are not very comfortable with. Why do you accept my harsh treatment towards you?” 

The human sees Ronal and sees how she truly feels. Taking a deep breath, relaxing her shoulders, the human does what she does best. 

Give her an honest smile. 

“You have every right to treat me that way. While I am not personally responsible for the thousands of killings of the na’vi, I still feel ashamed and guilty as if it were my own crimes. My kind has treated your kind terribly. So, I understand if you feel any anger or hatred towards me for simply being human. But I accept, I accept it all. If it means to be part of your world, your clan. I would gladly accept anything you throw at me. This is a dream come true for me. This planet, the life it holds. The environments, plants, animals, you. I love and respect everything about your world. All I desire is to learn how things are. From learning about Eywa to learning of the na’vi ways. My only desire is to learn. To have you personally teach me, it is a high luck I could never get anywhere else. So that is why I accept all that you give me. A price to pay for the things I can see and experience. So Tsahik, that is why I accept it. As my way to thank you” 

Ronal saw the human, looking deep into her eyes to detect any lies, but all she saw was the truth. 

“You fool…”

“Irayo, just in time for breakfast” Ronal welcomes her human friend. Irayo, that is what Ronal calls her ever since that night. It's been stuck to her ever since, not that she plans to defy the tsahik wishes. 

Irayo sits in the home of ronal and tonowari. Accepting the food, she begins to eat. But not soon after, she felt a little tug from her wrist. Looking down, Irayo sees little tsireya playfully tugging at her bracelet. Taking it off, she hands it to tsireya who tries to bite down on it. 

“Has tsireya began teething?” Irayo asks, ronal nods but gives a disapproving look.

“She will rip off the beads. You worked so hard to make it for us” Ronal says as she points to her own matching bracelet. Irayo laughs, “that is fine. It will give me an excuse to make better friendship brackets for us. I will even make another for cute little tsreiya” Irayo replies as she playfully pinches tsireya’s chubby cheeks, making the child squeal in delight. 

Tonowari sits down to join them. 

“Today irayo and I will attend to the elderly, tsireya will be under your care until noon” Ronal says to him. 

Tonowari nods, but couldn't help but smirk a bit. Leaning in, he whispers into Ronal’s ear. “Your friendship with irayo has improved greatly. I still remember when you called her many foolish names”. 

Ronal rolls her eyes and taps his forehead lightly. 

“I recall no such things. Irayo has been my good friend from the start”

Aaaaaaaaand that is all for this one! I hope you all enjoyed this fic! Until next time, see ya!

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Irayo = Thank you

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[harrystylesfan2686]

Jealous

Pairing: Rhysand x Reader

Summary:Rhsyand reacts to you giving Helion the attention he wants.

A/N: hehe First ask! I hope you like this!! @dragon-grisha-fae

Dialogue prompts Masterlist

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You were at the High Lords meeting with Rhysand. As a part of the Inner Circle, you are to be there and with the coldest persona as a mask of Night Court. Everyone else puts it on, not letting anyone see their actual personality, but not you. No. You are all happy and talking with everyone, still rude to the people who deserve it, but overall, no.

You feel Rhysand's glare at the back of your head while talking with Helion and ignore it. It's the ending of the meeting, several people have already left but you just couldn't leave without talking to Helion first. He is your actual High Lord after all. You having come from Day Court at his command as his emmesary to Nigh Court 'to straighten the bond between the two courts' as he said.

You were angry him at first, almost throwing a tantrum but refrained for for you dignity. You heard all about the cruelties of Night Court and were scared to go there, not that you would ever admit. You had especially requested to saty at Valaris if you had to, and rejected all the options that included going to the Court of Nightmares, which irritated Rhysand.

When you realized that you rather enjoyed the irritated and unhinged look on Rhysand, you made it your life mission to anger the hel out of him. It's not like he could throw you out, you were a important person.

So now, you go against every order he gives. Doesn't matter if he's your high lord, you'll still disobey him. It's how it's always been between the two of you. You never listen to anything he says and he keeps trying to get you to.

Helion and you laugh loudly at his joke, which gains you looks from the other people surrounding the room. You hear someone clear a throat behind you and turn to look at Rhysand who has a weird expression on his face."As sadden as I am to intrupt you two catching up, I'm afraid we have to go."

"Already, Rhysand?" Helion raises an eyebrow at the two of you and you sigh. Rhysand nods and you stay silent, glaring at him as he and Helion exchange goodbyes.

"Alright, then. Goodbye Y/N." Helion turns to you and you instanty beam at him with the brightest smile as he kisses your cheek. You then follow Rhysand to the rest of your group. You eye him from the conner of your eye because he's glaring ahead at nothing.

You try to think back of any moment that would've happened durning the meeting that upset him but can't think of anything. When you are all back at Velaris, in Rhysand's office, discussing notes of the conversations. You try to add something to the current topic and Rhysand scoffs, saying, "I didn't know you were paying attention while giggling with Helion all day."

You are caught off guard and can't do anything but stare at him in confusion for a second but gather yourself quickly and respond with a smirk, "Why? Are you jealous?"

He scoffs but thankfully stays silent for the rest of the evening. When the inner circle meeting is over and every body leaves except for you and him. You are sorting through some papers when you accidentally knock down the pen stand to the floor.

You sigh and bend to clean the mess you made at the same time you hear Rhysand say under his breath, "For gods' sake, can't you do anything properly." You freeze and wonder if he actually said it. You stand and turn to him,"What's gotten into you?" He doesn't even look at you as he says,"Whatever do you mean."

"You have been scoffing and huffing over day when I haven't even done anything to you." Your brows furrow in anger. He rolls his eyes.

"Rhysand!" You yell when he doesn't say anything.

"What?!" He finally looks at you.

"What is your problem?"

You watch him clench his jaw so hard, you think he'll break. After a minute of you keeping your eyes on one another in anger, he closes his eyes in annoyance and finally says,"You- smiled at him."

You blink.

He sighs again and stands up, taking a step toward you, he says in a lot calmer tone. "You smiled at him. You never smile at me." Your eyes widen in realisation.

"No way. You are actually jealous." You can't control the laugh that comes out of your mouth.

"I am not." His brows furrow in annoyance.

"You know I never thought I'd see the day, when you, the High Lord of Night Court would be jealous of Helion." You are still laughing. Rhysand frowns at you. "Not that I'm saying he isn't attractive, he is. A lot but-"

"Stop it." He snaps.

"Will you admit that you're jealous?" You smirk.

His lips curl up. Both of you breathing heavy, the only thing you can focus on right now is how close the two of you are to one another. How perfect he looks, flushed with anger and eyes dancing over your face. And then before you know it, Your lips are to his.

You don't know who started it, only that he feels oh so good in your arms as your hands roam over his body as if having their own mind. And before you realize what was going on, you're laying naked in his office, limbs tangled with each other and wondering what you'll do now.

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[frickinsleepdeprived]

Lemme get a fuckin uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh training hcs for reader n hashiras like if reader was a new hashira n they were bein trained

You fuckin uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh got it LOL hope you enjoy!

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Muichiro:

The second you became his tsuguko, he's been nothing but hard on you when it came to hand to hand combat

Like, dude might be a kid but he knows his shit. How else did he become a hashira after two months of being a demon slayer?

Any who, he actually offers constructive criticism, albeit it might come off a little harsh

But you quickly learned that this:

"Hey, panini head, you're supposed to angle your attack like this. Not this."

Actually is the way that he talks... yes, I headcanon that Muichiro is a Gordon Ramsey incarnate when it comes to advice, no I won't elaborate-

He doesn't hold back, not even for you

Like have you seen the way he fights?

Ya boi doesn't hold any mercy for battle

Overall, very good person to train under but be prepared to have to translate everything he says. His training isn't for the feign of heart

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Mitsuri:

Ol' girl is so fucking supportive, which makes sense since her trainer was Rengoku

She allows breaks when you need it, especially if you're particularly fatigued that day

However, like her other comrades, she won't hold back. Just to simulate what a real battle feels like

L o a d s of praise! But often gives constructive criticism when it's needed

"Wow! That was great, your form is perfect! But I have to say, you could probably focus on breathing just a tad more so that way you don't pass out in battle. Staying alive is important you know!"

Comes off like a big sister, definitely very uplifting and inspiring

Overall, if you become her tsuguko she will absolutely dote on you all the while giving you the skills to become a great hashira

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Obanai:

He had to learn really quick how to be nice

But he's a good trainer nonetheless, his criticisms might come off a little harsh, like Muichiro

Only this time he means for it to come off as rude, unlike Muichiro who doesn't know he's doing it

"Oi, your form sucks. Do it this way instead."

Yeeeaaaahhhhhh he's had multiple talks from the other hashira even from Ubuyashiki about treating you right

"So what're you saying? Treat them like my significant other?"

"Yeah basically, just without all the romance" - Tengen

But you never really minded his harsh demeanor in the first place, it helps you practice your bearings

When you guys are training together, it's no holds bard, full on battle simulation.

As in you actually have to try and kill him until he taps out

"OKAY TIME TIME JESUS CHRIST (Y/N)-"

The amount of times you've been to the butterfly mansion with Obanai

Shinobu is livid

Overall, just know that when you're training with Obanai, you'll have lots of scars from training alone. And you better have a very good perception of his criticism because he will be rude no matter what, even in his praise.

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Sanemi:

Mans can get bloodlusted very quickly, so you have to be careful what you challenge him to as his tsuguko

Like with Obanai, he will push you to the point where you might have to do some serious harm to satisfy him in training

"Really? That's all you got? Hit me with something stronger!"

His praise is a lot like Mitsuri's, but still a little critical with his suggestions

"Look, you're doing fantastic. However you might want to consider, oh I don't know, actually hitting your target next time? Ya know, like you're supposed to do."

Oftentimes you're the one that has to stop the training session because something is about to give out. Usually it's your legs from all the running and jumping

He's very brotherly though, usually he'd bring you tea or some food after training and discuss what you could do better or what you did well in

And those are moments that let you see his true colors, just a caring dude who puts up a tough front

Overall, very pushy and enthusiastic about your training, but you can't help but see him as a great friend and you couldn't be happier to be training under him

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Gyomei:

Gyomei is the polar opposite of you

He's calm, you're not LOL

Oftentimes you guys aren't even training, you're meditating. Mainly to keep your hot head out of your thoughts and focused on the task at hand

Like the other hashira, he won't hold back. But he will definitely be gentler with you if you are considerably smaller than him in stature

His criticisms are very gentle, almost to the point of being passive. But the message gets across nonetheless

"You did amazing, however, your technique could use a little work... how about we focus on that tomorrow?"

Definitely the fatherly type, always checking in on you before and after training and bringing you whatever you need

He sees you has his responsibility since you're under his training

Overall, very good to train under, but just be prepared to work hard regardless

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Shinobu:

Very gentle, but also a little terrifying

The only reason why is that although she's very motherly and doting, she's secretly very bloodlusted (Giyuu would know-)

However, that doesn't take away from her very very motherly nature. She always makes sure you're fit enough for battle or training

If you're injured, be prepared to be on bed rest for at least three days, even if it's a minor cut or scrape

"You're injured, you're not doing anything"

"But, Master Kocho I'm fine I promise-"

"No. Rest, now. Come back to training in three days."

Shinobu will provide all of the advice you need, be it for training or otherwise

She's definitely not going to hold back though, she'll try and kill you if it means getting the proper training in

"Great job (Y/N)! Though... you do look a little banged up, sorry!"

Yeah definitely gets carried away with it

But overall she does a great job and frankly there's no one else you'd trust to train you

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Giyuu:

You're concerned

The water hashira obviously knows what he's doing, but he hasn't had anyone under his training

So he's a little intimidated by the fact that he has someone else under his training, but that doesn't necessarily stop him

He offers a lot of room for you to work after throwing the basics at you, always making sure to correct and give pointers where it's needed

"Here, this is what I mean... does that make it a little more clear?"

A little condecending like Muichro but very uplifting like Mitsuri

His cynicism can worry you sometimes but you quickly realized that's just the way he is

However he does open up a little more, just to encourage you to be open about yourself and what you need from him

He's a lot like an older brother, definitely will take care of you during training

But like all the other hashiras, he doesn't hold back, but he's not like Obanai or Shinobu when it comes to the intensity

Overall, great person to have under their wing

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Rengoku:

So where do we start? Lol

Praise, and lots of it

"Excellent work (Y/N)!"

But will definitely point out what you need work on

"Your sword stance is perfect, but you do need to work on your aim a bit, nevertheless though you're still doing a fantastic job as always my tsuguko."

HEAD PATS FOR DAYS-

This man makes you feel appreciated and like your efforts are never in vain

He offers his council when you need it, allowing you to talk about anything and everything on your mind

More of a mentor if anything, he's always got something positive to say about almost any situation

Overall super cool to train with, Mitsuri would know, and now you will too!

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Tengen:

Mans isn't really concerned about form and skill

He's concerned about your flashiness on the battlefield LMAO

Okay but in all honesty, he's a former shinobi ninja and a hashira now

Need I say more?

You're definitely in good hands, his wives would more than likely help out too

He will give you accessories for your uniform that are completely impractical but hey at least they look good

"Master Uzui do I really need to wear this?"

"Yes, because I refuse to let you go into battle looking so plain and boring."

Aside from all of this though, he's very very helpful and offers a lot of advice even when it's not needed

"Okay so a couple of things; sword form is great, technique is phenomenal, however you gotta breathe (Y/N). Can't have you dying out there."

Like his other hashira comrades, he won't hold back but he's considerably more gentle only because he's knows his strength

Oh yeah and he gives hugs, like lots and lots of hugs

He just wants to make sure you're okay after every training session, not to mention now that you're his tsugoku he cares about you like a lot

Overall, he'll dote on you like he does with his wives but be prepared to be worked to the bone

...

This took so much brainpower now my head is mush lol but I hope you enjoyed! Let me know what you want to see next!

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #demon slayer headcanons #kny headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba headcanons

[catgirl-catboy]

sorry if this comes off as rude or in bad faith but i'm interested in hearing your reasons on why you dislike saiouma? again, not trying to be rude, i'm just interested since it's one of the big popular ships and i think you have interesting danganronpa takes

@crowssoul2 sent another ask with the same idea, so allow me to respond to them both here instead of trying to cut an essay in half.

Nah! You didn't seem rude at all! I am more than happy to overanalyze Danganronpa, since I love Danganronpa to death. I am just as happy to be asked what I thought they failed @ then to be asked what I liked. Hell, I'll even enjoy civil discussion about why you disagree with my takes. (except maybe my take on the great Chihiro discourse, since bystanders always get pissy at that one)

Also, to preface this, this is a ship and let ship blog. I'm glad all you Saiouma shippers are having fun. Also, I love all the ship art you make. If you enjoy what we got, this isn't a personal attack. Honestly, I wish I were one of you since there's so much more content that way.

I feel like I dislike Saiouma because their canon dynamic went against the themes of the work. Kokichi, as a character, represents lies, which is one of the major themes of Drv3. (The same way Makoto represents hope and Junko represents despair) This seems really obvious to say, but is important to my point. A characters relationship with Kokichi should mirror their relationship with lies.

A good example of this done right is Kaito. Listen, his writing irks me, but his relationship with Kokichi is one of my favorite things about him. (Still can't get behind Oumota bc of Kaito's personality, but that doesn't mean I dislike the foils OR the shippers)

Kaito pretends to hate lies, as heroes should. But his heroic personality is in fact, a lie he tells. Not out of malice, but because that's who he wants to be. (Think Kaito:Hero as Gundam:Dark God) He lies to protect people, and hide his illness. As a result, he's willing to work with Kokichi to... protect Maki, conceal his identity, (which includes hiding his illness) and from a certian POV, be a hero! It makes perfect sense.

Another good example of this is Maki. She hates Kokichi, because she hates lies. Her hatred of Kokichi is actually tied to him revealing one of her lies, a lie that was causing her quite a lot of stress. But... she also directly benefits from Kokichi. He saved her life. Unrelated tangent (sarcasm), what was revealed to be a lie in Ch6? Her feelings for Kaito. Let me rephrase that sentence: She hates LIES but she also directly benefits from them (her feelings for Kaito improving her mental health)

I wish that theme carried over into other characters the same way it did for those two. There are some other parallels I can draw (Ryoma liking Kokichi to an extent, Kirumi playing tag with him) but those two are the most obvious and explicit.

So its sad that characters with a complicated relationship with lies don't also have a complicated relationship with Kokichi, the embodiment of lies.

Himiko lives a lie. Lying is needed for her job. But her lies almost got her killed in chapter 2, and Tenko going along with her lie doesn't help. How does this reflect in her interactions with Kokichi? It doesn;t.

Kaede lied to us, the motherfucking audience. Honestly, thats arguably just as impressive as Kokichi ever pulled. What is her relationship with Kokichi? Kokichi acts sort of like a mentor figure to HER in the tunnels, and stands up against her. I like that, but give that plot beat to someone else. (Kaito makes the most sense, but give it to Tenko since I love her.)

Danganronpa itself is a lie, a work of fiction. And Tsumugi is obsessed with it.

In fact, this applies to the v3 casts dynamic with Kokichi as a whole. Almost everyone dislikes and distrusts Kokichi, despite the big reveal of being liars themselves. I'd write it as "everyone pretends to hate Kokichi (lies), but actually don't mind him that much. However, they think everyone else hates Kokichi so they go along with the group." to foreshadow the big reveal that they themselves are lies told by Tsumugi.

And Shuichi suffers from this the most.

Shuichi's Ch1 arc is summed up by "Shuichi learns to face the truth for the first time with that case, and stops averting his eyes." In other words, on the Truth vs Lies scale, Shuichi begins the series aligned with LIES.

The rest of the game shows Shuichi gradually becoming a paragon of Truth to go against Kokichi's lies- ONLY FOR IT TO BE REVEALED IN CH6 THAT HE HIMSELF IS A LIE.

That he is, a fictional character and a pawn in someone elses game. It then becomes a Schrodinger's cat on the alignment scale I mentioned earlier. Was Shuichi's journey to the Truth end of the scale fake or not?

The game settles upon a hesitant no at the end of it, (I disagree, since the games mechanics tell a different story) when Shuichi ventures out into the world with the other survivors to find the truth upon whats out there.

Thats a HECK of a complicated relationship with lies. It should equal a heck of a complicated relationship with Kokichi, right? WRONG.

The canon Saiouma dynamic is basically

"Kokichi likes and teases Saihara, while Shuichi is annoyed by Kokichi until his death, when he gradually begins to come around. Despite this, Kokichi (and the lie mechanic) is surprisingly helpful in trials"

(actually the localization changed this quite a bit, but I'm going off the English version since this is what I actually played. That being said, its a fascinating topic that you should look into if you're as obsessed as I am.)

While the fanon is more akin to:

"Shuichi gradually gets drawn in by Kokichi and learns to accept his quirks."

(maybe shippers will disagree with me about those dynamics, since again, not my cup of tea.)

Meanwhile a Saiouma dynamic I can get behind is:

"Shuichi is drawn in by Kokichi (lies), and feels a sort of magnetism to him. But he knows it isn't a good idea, and he knows it isn't right. Kokichi's feelings are unclear at first due to his nature, but it turns out he has a love-hate relationship with Shuichi (truth). He'll rely on him sometimes, but rebuff him at others with seemingly no logic from his end."

In other words, I'd do a semi-reversal of the canon dynamic.

NOTE: I am not saying I'm a writing genius or anything. Hindsight is 20/20, and I'm sure if Kodaka could magically remake his games he'd stomp my rewrite to the ground.

You asked why I dislike it, and that's my explanation. But please allow me to go a step further and speculate why things are this way.

At about the same time you sent me your ask, my good friend Crow sent me this:

"I don't like Saiouma because well Komahina is exactly what the black romance should be while Saiouma is just feels like another Shuichi ship. Do you get my point?

Shuichi and Hajime is entirely different characters while Komaeda and Kokichi different af too like, they can't hit the Komahina dynamic like they intended to do, this is why Saiouma is just another Shuichi ship while Komahina is THE SHIP.

If you want to do a homoerotic Shuichi ship who would be the next Komahina you shouldn't do that with Kokichi at all, maybe Rantaro? But Rantaro isnt work well too like there is no Komaeda for him to work the Komahina. Saiouma felt poorly executed idea of a black romance, if I need to be honest Oumaede would be more fitting for the Komahina dynamic despite Kaede is just pov character.

So yeah there is no Komahina in drv3 because they tried to play the same tropes with very different characters and very different stories, I even felt more interested in Saihoshi despite Ryoma only been around 2 chapters than Kokichi. That is the problem in here"

I felt like I can't answer one of these asks without referencing what I said in the other ask, so I just both answered them both together. (no hard feelings?)

In case you haven't read Homestuck (wise call, honestly) Black romance is basically non-sexual hatefucking. Usually, there's an undertone of mutual respect, but not always. Felt like that context was important.

Komeada and Kokichi ARE different characters. From a narrative standpoint, Komeada completely turns existing themes like Hope and Talent into complex issues in the Drverse, while in THH they were pretty black and white. Meanwhile, Kokichi's introduction is the introduction to the theme of truth vs lies.

In other words (Makoto is to Nagito (and later to Hajime and Izuru) as Kokichi is to Shuichi) The second takes the theme from the first, and massively expands on it! ...Despite Shuichi and Kokichi being in the same game.

Despite this, the reason people think they are similar is because Kokichi piggybacks too hard on Nagito and Komahina's success.

What does Nagito have in common with Togami, other than being an antagonistic force. Not much, actually! Togami fucked up a corpse while Nagito fucked up his own body, and that distinction is all that needs to be said I think.

Togami would look down upon Nagito if they ever met, and Nagito'd be into that.

What does Kokichi have in common with Nagito?

They want to make an unsolvable murder in which poison was involved and they got someone to kill them.

They both have a one sided crush on their protagonist, that the protagonist doesn't think exists. (Kokichi confessed, but perks of being a chronic liar)

They both are the MVP in almost every trial they are in, with one notable exception for each of them. Thats... kind of a lot, actually! I do think they are noticeably different characters, especially on a thematic level, but I can see why people notice that. I can also see why people would find that bad! Nagito was the star of Dr2, hands down. If you were one of the few people that isn't a total Nagito simp, then a very simmilar character getting screentime might be annoying since you have Nagito fatigue from the last game. and if you are a Nagito simp, then Kokichi will likely never be his own dude with so much in common. You'll see him as a lesser Nagito and want him back. I agree with Crow when he says "Saiouma just feels like another ship. I found it hard to articulate why I feel that paradoxically feels like a rip-off of another ship I liked, but also had no bite to it. And then it hit me. Until Chapter four, Kokichi never did anything that warranted Nagito levels of hatred. (of course, this is entirely subjective. I hate Kaito pretty much for being annoying and fitting into tropes I dislike without commenting on it. If you think this is enough to hate Kokichi, power to you!) By the end of chapter one of Dr2, Nagito:

Attempted to 1st degree murder a fan-favorite character, with a deliberately confusing and unsympathetic (at this point in time) motive to do so.

Goaded another character (that most fans hated, but still) into committing that murder FOR him. The only time we ever saw that level of insanity was Celeste, and Teruteru is no Hifumi in terms of gullibility. (Celeste had plot armor anyway.)

Sat back and monologues while everyone's ass was on the line. If Hajime and the others voted wrong, everyone would have died.

Showed NO remorse over any of it. Seemed to enjoy it.

This one is more meta but: he shows despair eyes, which previously were only seen on the big bad of the first game. Characters have every reason to hate the guy. Soda and Nekomaru were absolutely correct in taking him out, and I'd argue that you should maybe go father by putting him in a public area and gagging his mouth unless it's mealtime. Meanwhile, by chapter three, Kokichi has:

Stood up to Kaede in the tunnels, which most students agree was the right call.

Showed emotions over Rantaro's death, but due to his lying they can't be sure if they were genuine.

Was civil (if a bit wierd) to Kaede right before her execution.

Bullied Kiibo. Yes, bullying is- bad but look me in the eye and tell me its worse than murder. You can't.

Shared the motive videos in the insect meet and greet. This is the major strike against him, but its reasonable to assume he did this with good intentions.

While doing that, tortured them with bugs when it wasn't really needed for the plan to work.

(okay, this one didn't actually happen and I will die on this hill, but the main group thinks it did so I'm counting it) Tricked Gonta into helping with his plans.

Saved our asses in the second trial.

Saved our asses in the post-trial portion of chapter 2

Not joined a cult that was forming in our school. Also did not stop Gonta from joining the cult, which doesn't point to a pattern of controlling behavior from Shuichi's POV.

Was key in getting to Angie's body. Pun intended.

Helped out during the seance.

While arguably not the MVP in trial 3, he still contributed a great deal. Do those lists of crimes seem equal to you? It takes Kokichi 3 chapters to do something that is, at most, Hiyoko level. Maybe Byakuya level, but thats pushing it. Yet, the characters treat Nagito and Kokichi with about equal annoyance and disdain. The v3 cast, of course, doesn't know that Nagito exists. But we, the players, know. Its like we got prologue Nagito for almost four chapters, but prologue Nagito was also kind of a bitch? But also possibly well-meaning and OP as fuck. This concludes my analysis! Do you agree? Disagree? I'd love to hear thoughts.

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[stonesandswords]

Me: I am not comfortable with the entire concept of Jade as a symbol of writers that don’t understand how race impacts experience and think a lot of the way people discuss her is evidence of a very white fandom that thinks working in customer service is an excuse to be a jerk to someone that literally just asked politely for a table.

Also me, guiltily: The concept of Nate so longing for connection to someone that he’s delighted at someone sitting down to have some dessert with him and Jade being nice to someone who is clearly having a bad day is really sad and sweet.

Ugh!!!! I get this!!! Sorry if I kinda lost the plot with this answer. I was trying to be thoughtful and then got a bit carried away with my thoughts about the topic. But it's definitely a double-edged sword there, and I'd love to hear more of your thoughts about it!

On one hand, I’m so happy Nate finally feels seen, even just a little, for his completely wonderful but quirky, normal self. Like he was having a bad day, which seemed cumulative of a lot of things and really highlighted Nate's introvertedness and awkwardness as a person. He's come across Jade at her job a few different times now, that we've seen, at different stages of his career and social life. For so long, Nate has thought that social status was something he wanted to achieve and would finally gain him respect from people who aren't really his peers.

This scene made me think of when Nate and Keeley were having a conversation in Keeley's office at Richmond, talking about being rich and famous or whatnot, and Nate commented that he wouldn't mind the groupies, and Keeley laughed telling him that he wouldn't. Like Nate is getting all these high-status things he thought he wanted: a new fancy car from Rupert, invites to fancy events with other high-status folks, and dates with famous models and socialites.

Yet, despite this, Nate still set the date at A Taste of Athens (*Rebecca Welton voice* in Tooting!) simply because he likes it there! It's sentimental to him! His family has probably been going there for decades. It doesn't take much to impress Nate because he knows what he likes. I mean, look at how he still drove around his green mini cooper despite getting the manager job at West Ham.

It's just very interesting to see the difference between noticing the very simple and sentimental things that he clearly loves and enjoys, but not really realizing that that's just enough for him. Clearly, from what we've seen, what Nate craves most, is validation. He assumes living this high-profile, high-status life will give him that validation, but it's just not enough.

Because on the other hand, what we've seen from Nate's interactions with his parents and with Ted, what Nate truly craves is validation from the people who he admires, loves, and respects the most. He craves validation from people he looks up to, and I think that the scene with Jade and the baklava shows that, in comparison to Anastasia, Nate doesn't actually look up to or respect the people he's currently surrounded by. And honestly, I hope that Nate realizes this soon, for his own benefit.

But I agree there’s a lot to it about race and the general stereotype of customer service in general, throughout the whole show. Like Jade’s entire existence has been pretty … unreadable? Like we take a look at how the episode ended and I feel like I can retroactively be like “Oh I guess I can see maybe what the writers were trying to do here.” But realistically there’s not much continuity in how Jade seems to be presented during her job.

I can’t tell if her role is to try and humble Nate or something, but if so, why must it be a white hostess at a run-of-the-mill Greek restaurant in South London? Like she’s just so oddly rude to Nate, and listen I understand having an off day or long day, but she’s aloof and cold to Nate every time he comes in. IIRC, we don’t see her interact with any other customers enough to tell if she’s like this with all of them or just with Nate (I’m happy to stand corrected on this one). Even if it’s just Jade being unimpressed with Nate trying to flex his famous associations or his own high-profile job title, she doesn’t have to be so dismissive and get his name wrong on purpose (even when Nate continuously remembers hers and refers to her by her correct name), it’s bothersome for sure.

Also re: my point about Keeley being the one person to kind of hint to Nate that he wouldn’t like fame as much as he thinks he would? Like why is it that the two characters who ever really seem to side-eye Nate’s intentions are Keeley and Jade? Because that’s putting just as much pressure on them to get through to Nate as women, as it is on Nate as a man of color whose understanding of himself seems to be shifted onto the white women around him.

I’m hoping that this season sees Nate shaping up on his own, and having him remember the empathy of someone who was always kind of standoffish and unsympathetic toward him. That he can use this moment of kindness from Jade to reflect on his own relationships with others around him. Because in a way, the sharing of the baklava was the closest to an apology that we see Nate get from anyone in the series. I hope it was the fact that Jade overheard Nate talking the food and the restaurant up and totally altered her preconceived ideas of Nate, apologizing with a place of baklava.

#that was a long winded reply and i'm not sure if all of it was directly related to your ask haha oops #but thank you for pointing the Nate and Jade dynamic! #there's something about it that i can't tell if it's weird or compelling #ted lasso #nate shelley #ted lasso spoilers #ted lasso meta

[headoverheelsforramsey]

The Seal Of Zeal (2/3)

Book : Open Heart (set post book 3)

Pairing : Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Meera Bose)

Series Summary : Ethan Ramsey and Meera Bose do not back down from challenges. But what happens when they challenge each other?

Chapter Summary : Ethan and Meera find it difficult to schedule a date night because of the demands of their new roles, until Meera proposes a plan.

Category : Fluff

Warnings : None

Rating : General

Word Count : 1209

Trope : And they were in the Office...

A/N : Hello and welcome back everybody! I so wanted to post this last week but it got very hectic, so better late than never. This is also my early submission for @choicesmonthlychallengejune2022 day 9 : date. Hope you all enjoy this one as well. Happy Reading! ❤️

Catch up on part 1!

Meera got into the car almost half asleep and let out a long sigh. 

"You look like you had a rough night," Ethan said pulling out of the apartment garage. 

"Says the man who has dark circles deeper than the Grand Canyon." 

"Ouch! That was rude!" Ethan tried feigning offense but ultimately broke into a laugh. Meera joined in a few seconds later.

"I feel like I haven't laughed this much in forever," she said regaining her breath. 

"Yeah tell me about it. Everyday I open my eyes and dread going into work because I'll have to see the fake smiling faces of the board members, and paperwork keeps getting more and more everyday!" 

"Ahh! Paperwork. Is. Literally. The. Worst. I have reached the point where I can't bear the sight of my own signature. Is it possible? Can you be disgusted by your own signature?" 

"Hmm, I think it is," Ethan chuckled. 

"You know, this reminds me we haven't had a date night in ages." 

"Really? Didn't we check out that food carnival like last week?" 

"It's been three weeks to that old man." 

"Wow! Three weeks is a really long time. We should rectify that at the earliest tell me when you are free this week?" Ethan said pulling into the hospital driveway. 

"I am not on call Tuesday and I think I get off early Friday," Meera checked her calendar. 

"No, that doesn't work with me, I can move around somethings and get out on Saturday and maybe Thursday if I am lucky." Ethan checked his. "I'll see if I can reassign some of your cases so that you can get Saturday off." 

"Sorry, won't work, I have a consult at Mass Gen and they have been trying to have me over for weeks. Why don't You make things work for Friday." 

"I would if I could, but the CEO of this med-tech company will be in town only on Friday and the board wants me to have dinner with him." Ethan pinched the bridge of his nose getting out of the car. 

"Great so my boyfriend is now going on dates with some CEO?" Meera chuckled following suit. 

"Come on Meera, meet me halfway here." 

"Halfway? I am dealing with life or death here!" 

The couple walked into the busy hospital atrium. 

"Hey round with interns in five," Jackie shouted walking past Meera. 

"Will be there!" 

"Chief Ramsey someone from HR has been asking for you," Ethan's assistant Margaret walked upto him. 

"I'll see them in my office in ten." 

"Hey I have a new pro-Bono case for the DT I wanted to discuss with you," Harper said crossing the atrium to meet Meera. 

"Let's assemble the team after rounds, will go through it then." 

"Sir Mrs. Wilson's lawsuit has been settled we just need you to sign the paperwork." 

"That's great! Keep it ready for me in my office." 

"Meera I need a consult for a kid up in peds, you can't say no," Sienna said handing both of them coffee and cookies. 

"How can I when your cookie is my breakfast? I'll page you when I'm done with the DT." 

"You are the best," Sienna smiled curtly at them and dissappeared. 

"Medicure pharma wants to let you know that their offer stands if you change your mind." 

"Margaret let them know that Ethan Ramsey doesn't change his mind." 

Margaret nods running up the stairs. 

Ethan and Meera get into the elevator, and let out long sighs. 

"So you ready for your day?" Meera asks. 

"Doesn't leave me with a choice of not being ready," Ethan replies. 

"You know I was thinking why don't we add a little more fun into our day?" 

Ethan looked at his girlfriend puzzled. 

"Whoever finishes with their itenary and clocks out first can decide the day for the date night and the other has to make time for that." 

Ethan's blue eyes sparkled mischievously, "you are a freaking genius." 

"Well I know, thank you very much," Meera gave a little bow as the elevator stopped at her floor with the familiar beep. Ethan cupped her face and pressed his lips to her one last time before parting ways. 

Meera stepped out, "just so you know this genius brain is going to figure out all of her cases in no time and make you change your schedule." 

"We'll see about that," Ethan said just as the elevator doors closed. 

Meera walked toward her office with newfound motivation and joy. 

The day zoomed by. Meera's brain was working at its fullest. She went through rounds, met with the DT and completed Sienna' s consult in no time. She returned to her office and started with paperwork without stopping for coffee. She didn't need coffee when the adrenaline from her impending win was pulsating through her nerves. 

Soon the sun had set over the Boston horizon and Meera put her signature on the very last paper. She threw her hands in joy and looked at the time, it was half past eight and there was no way Ethan was done before her.

Without wasting a single minute Meera packed up her belongings and made her way to the elevator, doing a little happy dance to the elevator's music. Only to come up to an empty Chief's office. Ethan's assistant had informed her that he was almost done with the day's work when he got called into an emergency board meeting thirty minutes ago. This was maybe the first time Meera felt grateful for Bloom. He had ensured her win, but she missed being able to rub it in Ethan's face. 

She walked over to Ethan's empty desk, overflowing with paperwork. She looked at the framed picture of her in the dog park that was kept on one side of the table. This man was whipped, she thought. 

On the other side she noticed a huge white box with a leading pharmaceutical company's name on it. Filled with curiosity she opened it to reveal a huge spread of donuts. Being chief came with its perks, she chuckled. 

Her stomach growled, reminding that the adrenaline of the day made her forget to take a break for lunch. She picked up the box of donuts and walked over to the couch, making herself comfortable. 

A couple of hours later Ethan walked out of the conference room, head throbbing with pain. He looked down at his wrist watch taking quick steps towards the elevator. There was no way he was beating Meera now. 

Ethan walked into his office and was welcomed by a soft musical snoring. His eyes made a quick scan before finding the source, his girlfriend, asleep on the couch with an almost finished box of donuts laying on the ground. 

He smiled, she looked so peaceful and cute, but he couldn't help but click a few quick pictures which he knew Varma and Lahela would definitely appreciate. He nudged Meera awake. It took her a few seconds to break the trance before groggily saying, "I won, you lost." 

"I know," he replied, "but let's get you home first," he put down an endearing kiss on her forehead, already cooking up an excuse for the board on missing the dinner with the CEO.

Thank you so much if you have read till here, it means the world to me. Hope to see you go on other different adventures with me, Ethan and Meera, till then sending love and hugs your way! ❤️

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[theladyofbloodshed]

You're beautiful, and David Bowie would love your homage to him. Don't listen to that Cory twat. The only people who stoop to the level of insulting someone's appearance are those who have empty lives and no real points to make. These are the days they'll look back on this as an adult and cringe. They'll think of all the hate they spewed and hope no one remembers or finds out. They'll be so embarrassed. And they should be. The only thing they should have from you is your pity.

I hope you have a lovely day.

Thank you for your lovely message <3

It was just a fun little costume to try and get my kids to play a times table game where they have a rockstar avatar but some people just love to spend their days in misery.

I'll be honest, I am old enough that I've grown comfortable in my skin so the comment just bounced off. I spent many years unhappy with my looks but I have a body that's healthy and works. My worth doesn't come from my face. I've travelled lots of place, experienced amazing things, have a job I enjoy, have a partner who treats me like a princess, i have two degrees and i am happy. That has nothing to do with my appearance.

What upsets me is that there are people on here who are self-conscious or unhappy with their appearance and I don't want them to be afraid of making a comment about a fictional book because somebody is going to come and insult their appearance for not having the same views - I'll repeat it - about a fictional book. Those people really need to grow up and stop being so nasty. These characters aren't real but the topics discussed are. People have every right to dislike a character and should be allowed to express it without rude anons - who are too cowardly to show their blogs - berating them.

#asks

[heliosoll]

I'm kind of overthinking this a little so I just want to say one last thing.

Anon, I hope you know that I'm not mad at you. I would never judge someone for feeling that way and I hope that comes across in my answer. I do still think you should reconsider because hurting yourself will never be good. I don't think this is just a matter of personal opinion either. This is me not wanting to use my "platform" to tell people it's okay or unintentionally encourage that to happen.

After asking yourself those questions and truly thinking other options over, if you still decide you want to go that route, please script that it happens as quickly and painlessly as possible. I've seen people script things like heart attacks and even cancer, and that's just not okay. Scripting something that hurts will hurt. So please, reconsider, but do something painless if you genuinely think that's your best option. I'd also recommend scripting that people in your life will be able to move on in a healthy manner and remember and honor you in a good light. Again, I still do not think you should go through with that, but if you do, please do it in the least harmful way possible, for yourself and for others.

To anyone who read my response to the other person, I don't want to come off as a person who doesn't allow discussions or other opinions. I genuinely don't care if you have a different opinion than me, and I do like to hear about them and discuss other possibilities, especially if you're acting in good faith and not trying to be rude to me or my anons. However, when it comes down to someone encouraging another person to hurt themselves or other people, I will speak up against it. Again, I don't see this to be a simple matter of differing opinions. If someone comes to me and says they're considering killing their clone, I'm not going to let someone else tell them that it's okay to hurt themselves, even if that means shutting down their opinion.

I've said before that I try to be as nice as possible on here and I want this to be a safe space where people can be as genuine and honest as they want to be. I don't like shutting down others or "calling them out". But again, I'm not going to let anyone encourage others to harm themselves (before or after shifting). Shifting already gets a bad rep, it's already a community full of people struggling with mental illness, I'm not going to use this blog to further that.

I and so many other shifters have tried very hard to educate the shifting and loa community on respawning and I really don't need someone to completely twist my words, make this seem like a lighthearted opinion, and encourage someone to hurt their clone all at once. This is a matter of someone wanting their clone to die, not something like whether or not they should use a script.

I hope anyone who read that exchange and got upset is able to move on and enjoy their day. I for one will be leaving soon to hang out with some friends and then have a movie marathon at home 🥰

#death mention

[runnning-outof-time]

The Future, Reimagined | Tommy Shelby x Reader

PART 1 - So the Past is Not the Past

Request: yes by anonymous

Pairing: Tommy Shelby x Reader

Summary: (Y/N)'s made her decision and is set to get married. But when yet another roadblock turns up, possibly one that she's created, she finds that maybe she has to follow her heart this time.

Warnings: langauge

Word Count: 3493

A/N: here it is...part two of ‘So the Past is Not the Past’! I hope that it will end the way you wanted it to and that I continued to do the movie that it’s based off of justice. Enjoy! :)

Let me know if you’d like to be tagged in stories similar to this one!

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"Who are you going to choose, (Y/N)? Huh?" Andrew was starting to lose his patience as he stood in the doorway of the Garrison. (Y/N) had been silent for a few moments now, her head and heart playing a game of internal tug-of-war.

"I...I..." she stammered, unable to think of any other words.

"Are you going to choose me or this thankless gangster whose money is laundered and who probably has his share of whores on the side?" Andrew added more gasoline to the fire, and from the corner of her eye, she could see Tommy's jaw clench. "Don't think that all of London doesn't know how you've obtained your wealth, Mr. Shelby. One look into your surely phony export licenses will show that," Andrew turned his tirade onto the man who was getting to the end of his rope.

"Alright, stop, Andrew! Please, stop!" (Y/N) exclaimed, unable to hear anymore of his rude words, "I will marry you still, but Tommy doesn't deserve this, so please stop," she stressed her words as she glared at her fiancé, who looked pretty proud of himself at the moment. "I was in here because he was going to sign the divorce papers," she informed him then.

"Good. Fucking sign 'em," Andrew barked, nodding his head to the papers that he now saw on the counter.

"I'm sorry, Tommy," (Y/N) whispered as she turned to the other man who had a white-knuckle grip on the counter.

"Just tell me where I need to sign them," he snapped at her, his eyes on the papers. He immediately hated himself for doing that. He wasn't mad at her. He was mad at her asshole fiancé.

"Here..." she said, holding in the tears that weren't even supposed to be present as she pointed to an empty line, "...and here," she concluded, pointing to another spot on the paper. "Thank you, Tommy," she couldn't even meet his eyes as she spoke because she knew she'd start crying if she did.

"Congrats on your marriage," he told her, his words cold and void of emotion. She couldn't be mad at him for that though.

(Y/N) left her barstool then to move over to Andrew, who snatched the papers from her grasp the second she got to his side. He glanced over them before a grin formed on his face. "Now that this is sorted out, we will be married tomorrow...here, in Small Heath," he announced, making (Y/N)'s eyes widen.

"Tomorrow?! Here?!" she gasped out. Surely he was joking.

"Yes, (Y/N). Here, tomorrow. I'm not waiting a day more to make you my wife. We've drug this engagement out long enough," he told her, the firmness in his voice telling her that it wasn't up for discussion. "I'd invite you to the ceremony, Mr. Shelby, but that would mean that I'd actually have an interest in you and what you stand for," he looked over at the man who was trying so hard not to lose it at the moment. If (Y/N) wasn't in the room, Andrew would already be floating down the Cut by now.

(Y/N) sighed at her fiancé's childish behavior, knowing just from one look at Tommy that he was resisting the urge to beat the other man's face in. So she grabbed Andrew's arm and started to walk him to the doors, "come on, honey. We have many things to plan for our wedding tomorrow," she said as she urged him towards the doors. She couldn't bear to look at Tommy anymore, so she just kept her eyes fixed on the floor. Her plan had worked, and she and Andrew exited the Garrison for the car that was waiting outside of it.

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"Tomorrow? (Y/N), that doesn't give me nearly enough time to prepare," (Y/N)'s mother gasped as her eyes widened at the news she'd just received.

"I know. Andrew wants it that way and there's no stopping him. I swear he's like a man possessed making all of these arrangements. You'd think I'd be the one who should be doing them all," (Y/N) responded with a sigh as she moved around the remaining food on her plate with her fork.

"Where has he planned to have it?"

"In the park. He said that's the only place in this 'dirty city' worthy of a wedding of ours," she told her, using air quotations around 'dirty city' because they were his words, not hers.

"And you're sure he's good to you, sweetie?" her mother checked then, noticing the lack of enthusiasm in her daughter's voice.

"He is. He's really good to me. It's just that...I just didn't expect to be getting married tomorrow is all," she sighed as she slumped her shoulders. It was all too much for her to wrap her head around.

“Well I know that you will be a beautiful bride, nonetheless," her mother sent her a smile, one that (Y/N) only half-reciprocated before she stood and took her plate to the sink. "Go and get some rest now, sweetheart, you've a big day tomorrow," she said and (Y/N) nodded, moving to the stairs then. She indeed did have a big day ahead of her tomorrow...but she wasn't sure if she wanted it or not.

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She was wearing her dress and a hopefully believable smile on her face as she was driven to the park where her wedding was taking place. If anything, she wasn't overly thrilled at the moment because the wedding was sprung on her all of a sudden. It was like she didn't even have time to enjoy it because of everything she had to make sure was ready. But now it was time. The car came to a stop at the park's entrance, and as (Y/N) got out, she was able to see the grand set up that Andrew had orchestrated for their big day.

She took a deep breath as she began to walk into the center of it all, lining right up with the aisle that she was set to go down. She met up with her mother, who took hold of her arm happily and started to walk her to her awaiting fiancé. Andrew took (Y/N)'s hand with a smile as he brought her next to him so that they were standing across from each other now. The preacher began the service then, talking about the sacrament of marriage and all that it entailed. (Y/N) tried to calm her nerves and smile at the man who would be her husband in a matter of moments.

But someone yelling stopped the ceremony altogether. "This marriage cannot go on!" It was Andrew's lawyer, and he was walking down the aisle at a hasty pace.

Andrew let out a sigh and dropped (Y/N)'s hands so that he could turn to face the man who stopped right in front of them. "Why not now?" he asked impatiently.

"Because of (Y/N)'s divorce papers..."

"She had her bastard of an ex-husband sign them. I was there...I watched him do it," Andrew insisted, cutting Charles off before he could finish what he was saying.

"That's not the problem," Charles shook his head before he produced the papers in question, "(Y/N) hasn't signed them," he informed the annoyed man, pointing to a blank line where his fianceé's name should have been.

"What?! What do you mean she hasn't signed them?!" Andrew asked in complete shock, the gasps from the wedding's onlookers adding to the drama of the moment. (Y/N) kept her mouth shut and her expression neutral until her fiancé, who was now on the verge of fuming, turned to face her. "What does he mean you haven't signed them?" he asked her then, his voice deadly low.

"I didn't sign them because I can't go through with this," (Y/N) started, motioning to everything around her, "I can't go forward with this marriage, Andrew. I can't do this after you've talked badly about the city that I grew up in, and you've so carelessly disparaged the first man that I loved. Even after he signed those papers, you were still extremely rude to him, and I cannot be with you if that's how you're going to treat people…if that’s how you’re going to treat me one day," she said her words with brutal honesty, her eyes not leaving his once.

"So you're choosing him?" Andrew asked in shock.

"I am," (Y/N) nodded her head definitively.

"After you chose me yesterday? After you agreed to us being married today? After I spent all of this fucking money on a wedding that you wanted?!" he unleashed questions on her, his voice raising with each one he said.

"Yes, even after all of that. Because, truth be told, I didn't want this wedding to happen today, and I only chose you back there so that I could shut you up and get you out of Tommy's sight before he killed you!" (Y/N) spat right back at him, a smug smirk forming on her face as she took in his baffled expression.

"Go, (Y/N)," was all he said then.

"Excuse me?" she asked for him to repeat himself, although she was sure that she'd heard him correctly.

"Go. This is over because it is so clear that you don't want this marriage to go forward," he told her through gritted teeth.

"Ok. I'll leave. I'll leave knowing your true feelings. Thank you for our time together, Andrew," she told him, her voice calm as she stepped away from him and walked back down the aisle and away from the ceremony altogether.

She didn't even want to look back at the bewildered guests, or see her now ex-fiancé’s reaction to her words. She just wanted to get away from there knowing that she ended it amicably, even though there were some hurtful words said between the two of them. It didn't stop her from thanking him at the end...without him, she wouldn't have learned her true worth, or realized that the person she was truly supposed to be with was the one who had her heart all along.

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"Tommy?" she called into the empty stables as she tried her best to avoid the larger puddles on the ground. She didn't even know why she was doing that, the bottom of her dress was a mess already anyway. She didn't get a response, but instead heard the sounds of shuffling coming from the last stable in the line. So she cautiously approached it.

"(Y/N)?" Tommy asked in confusion as he looked over from the horse he was brushing to see her standing a few feet away from him. He'd come to Charlie's yard to think about everything that happened within the last twenty-four hours, but he never would have guessed that she would have found him there. "How did you find me?" he asked her the very question that was on his mind.

"You always came here when you needed to think. Said that the horses helped in clearing out your mind," she told him, a small smile on her face as she took a step closer to him.

"I thought you were supposed to be getting married," he said then as he focused back on the horse, his words coming out a bit more harshly than he intended them to.

"I was," (Y/N) nodded as a sigh left her lips, "but I didn't sign the divorce papers."

Tommy's eyes snapped over to her as he heard what she said. "You...you didn't?" he asked, dropping the brush onto the ground as he stood up.

"I didn't. I couldn't go forward with marrying Andrew. Not after I realized something the second I came back to Small Heath..." she trailed off, glancing down at the ground.

"What was that?" Tommy coaxed her to continue, stepping closer to her so that he could tuck his fingers under her chin and raise her eyes to meet his once more.

"That I still want to be married to you, Tommy Shelby," she told him, her eyes not straying from his as she spoke.

Tommy let out the breath he didn't even know he was holding in as a smile formed on his face. "Well I guess it's a good thing that I still want to be married to you, too, love."

(Y/N)'s eyebrows furrowed slightly as she reached up to drape her arms over his shoulders. "But you signed the divorce papers," she pointed out.

Tommy nodded slightly, his arms dropping to hook around her waist, pulling her even closer to him. "I signed them because I wanted you to be happy. That's all I ever wanted for you, and I'm sorry that I wasn't able to give that to you before."

"Well, Tommy...I am happy. I'm happy because I'm standing in your arms again, and I'm hoping that I can be in 'em for the rest of my life," she told him, a smile forming on her face as she spoke.

"I'd say that you're in luck then, Mrs. Shelby, because I'm not lettin' you leave 'em ever again," he said with a smile before he leaned down and pressed his lips firmly to hers, reuniting the two of them with a passionate kiss that swept (Y/N) off of her feet. It'd been so long since she last kissed him, but yet it still felt like second nature to her. "I believe I still owe you a first dance," Tommy then mumbled against her lips once he'd pulled away slightly.

"Here?" (Y/N) giggled, getting lost in his eyes. What he said was true. They didn't have the typical wedding. It was more like a signing of a marriage license at a courthouse in the midst of war, but they both wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

"Yes, here," Tommy nodded, pecking her lips once more before he stepped away from her so that he could take her hand and lead her out of the stables and to another section of the yard. "Curly!" he called out for his uncle's assistant.

"Yes, Tom? What can I get ya, Tom?" the man asked as he hurried over to where the couple was standing.

"Do you still have that gramophone?" he questioned, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Yes, yes, Tom, I do. Do you want me to go fetch it for you, yeah?" the other man answered eagerly.

"Yes, please do, Curly. Me wife and I would like to share a dance," Tommy responded with a smile as he glanced over at (Y/N).

"Ok, Tom. I'll make sure that the slow record is on it," Curly nodded profusely as he hurried away. Within seconds, he was returning with the record player in his hands. It only took him a few moments to set it up before he smiled at the couple and disappeared into the yard once more.

"Alright, Mrs. Shelby...do you want it fast or slow?" Tommy asked with a small grin as he moved over to the gramophone.

"Everything's happening so fast right now. Let's take this moment slow," she told him, a smile on her face as he dropped the needle before he moved over to her. He then took her into his arms, holding her securely against his chest as they began to slowly sway with the music. "I love you, Tommy," (Y/N) whispered after they'd been dancing in silence for a few moments.

"I love you, (Y/N)," he repeated the sentiment, smiling down at her, "we're going to have that family that you wanted. I'm making that promise to you right now, and I’m keeping it this time," he spoke with clear honesty in his words, making (Y/N)'s smile widen before she leaned upwards and matched her lips to his. She was sure of one thing as they danced around the empty yard like they used to when they were teenagers: she'd made the right choice.

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-Two and A Half Years Later-

"Shh, love, now remember, you need to be really quiet now. Mummy's sleeping and we want to surprise her," (Y/N) could hear Tommy's hushed voice coming from the doorway of their bedroom.

"Ok. I'll tip-toe over to the bed, daddy," Arabella Shelby, who had just turned two, attempted to whisper back to him. (Y/N) wanted to giggle at her daughter's efforts, but she also wanted it to seem like she was still asleep. So she laid still as she felt the child get onto the bed and literally bounce over to the side that she was sleeping on. "Happy Birthday, mummy!" the little girl then exclaimed, her small hands falling onto (Y/N)'s shoulder as her loud voice came right next to her ear.

"Oh my goodness, Bella!" (Y/N) tried to match her child's excitement as she rolled onto her back with a wide smile on her face. "What a beautiful way to be woken up," she grinned before bringing the little girl’s face down to cover it in sloppy kisses that had Arabella laughing loudly.

"Ok, mummy, stop, stop! Daddy has something for you," Arabella screeched out as she tried to wiggle away from her mother's attack. (Y/N) listened and let her go so that she could look over at Tommy, who had a tray of food in his hands and a smile on his face. "You two made me breakfast?" she gasped as she looked at the two lovingly.

"No, mummy, Edward made you breakfast. You know that daddy can't cook," Arabella stated in a matter-of-fact tone, making (Y/N) break out into laughter. Edward, of course, was the chef that the Shelby's had on staff at their country estate.

"Thanks, Bella. I can't believe me own daughter threw me under the bus like that," Tommy stated, trying hard to feign hurt, but the smile on his face gave away that he was joking.

"Everybody knows it though, daddy!" the child continued on with her tease fest, and even (Y/N) couldn't hold back her laughter anymore.

"That's it, missy..." Tommy started as he moved over to the dresser to set the tray on top of it before he came back over to the bed, "you're gonna get it now," he said with a grin as he attempted to grab her into his arms.

"Nooo! Mummy! Save me from daddy!" Arabella shrieked in between her giggles as she scrambled to crawl over her mother's chest.

"I've got you, Bella, just be careful of mummy's belly," (Y/N) reminded her of her ever-growing baby bump.

Arabella stopped her scrambling when (Y/N) spoke, and she immediately moved down to look at her mother's stomach, "I'm sorry, baby brother. I hope I didn't hurt you," she spoke as if she was talking to the baby. (Y/N)'s heart swelled, the child had taken to calling him 'baby brother' ever since Polly informed her that she'd be having a boy this time around.

"The baby's ok, love. You just need to be more careful around mummy now," Tommy assured the child who was pouting now.

"I will, daddy. I'll be the most carefullest now," she promised him, making both Tommy and (Y/N) laugh at her choice of words.

"Why don't you go and get the presents that we have for your mum?" Tommy suggested then, making Arabella excitedly hop off the bed and run out of the room.

"Presents? Tommy...you know you didn't have to get me anything. I told you two that just a few kisses from the both of you would be enough," (Y/N) jutted out her bottom lip as she spoke, running a hand down his cheek as she looked at him lovingly.

"I know, love, but you deserve it. Especially after everything that we've been through," he told her, and she knew that this was one that she was going to lose. But it still felt like she'd won as Tommy leaned over to kiss her.

"I wouldn't wanna go through it with anyone else," she breathed against his lips before kissing him again.

They finally pulled away when Arabella's footsteps were heard approaching the room. She eagerly jumped up onto the bed and thrusted the presents she'd brought with her into (Y/N)'s arms. (Y/N) couldn't help but smile as she opened them.

She never thought that her life would turn out like this when she made the trip back into Small Heath for Tommy to sign divorce papers a couple of years ago. But now that she had her family that she'd been dreaming of her entire life, she wouldn’t have changed it for the world.

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[minteyeddevil]

Hello! Can I request some hurt/comfort with an MC with the brothers+undateables(no Luke pls)? The MC is dating the demon and the MC's best friend comes to visit the Devildom... but the MC is kind of nervous bc their best friend likes to try to seduce away the MC's partners. The best friend is more attractive, more outgoing, more overtly sexual and loves the attention and the ego boost that comes with it. The MC doesn't say anything to their partner, but the friend starts the second they meet the

(Part 2 of MC with a seducing best friend) the friend starts trying to seduce the demons/angels/human the minute they meet them and since it's their partner's best friend the demon wants to get along! So poor MC thinks it's working, even though they hoped that JUST THIS ONCE it would be different... so some comfort from their partner is DEF needed. (Is this based on a real story... ha.. ha....) Also sorry it's so long. I hope you're doing well :)

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(MC, my sweet dear, you need better friends cause forget that noise! I'm sorry you had to deal with something like this, you don't deserve friends who do these things, anon! Let me see what I can do for you here❤️)

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As excited as MC felt for their best friend to be visiting, the nerves were still buzzing in their stomach. They knew how she could be; flirty, seductive, a slight bat of her lashes and she could have whatever and whoever she wanted. MC feared she would make moves on her boyfriend, and internally wished that this one time she would just...let her have this.

But the moment her friend arrived, she gave her boyfriend the once over, a sly grin spreading on her painted lips as she walked up, offering out her hand for him to shake it as she introduced herself, before even addressing MC's presence.

He took her hand and shook it, a smile also gracing his features. She let her hold on his hand linger, even laced there fingers together, and asked in the most sultry tone she could muster if he would be her guide and show her around the Devildom. She pressed her plump chest against his arm as well, trying to draw his attention away and distract him from MC.

This made their heart sink. Were they really about to lose him to this friend of theirs?

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Lucifer:

Immediately he was put off by this so-called friend. He forced his best smile for her as to not be rude, he knew how important she was to them; but when she grabbed his hand and laced her fingers with his, his kindness just drained from him. The smile slowly morphed into a scowl as he looked down at her, and the moment she pressed against his arm as she did, he pulled away, visibly brushing off his arm to show his disgust with her behavior.

He stepped closer to MC and placed his arm around their waist, pulling them into his side, indicating where his loyalty lied.

"I am sure MC would be a wonderful guide for you. You are here to visit them, are you not?"

There was so much venom in his words that even MC looked at him quizzically; but he gave them a genuine smile when he looked at them, leaning down to kiss them openly in front of their friend. He'd be damned before he let someone try and get between him and his love.

"I hope you enjoy your time with this...friend of yours, beloved. I have some work I must attend to. But you and I will need to discuss what real friendship is later."

He gave said friend a dark glare, leaving her dumbfounded by his actions; but he was going to make damn sure that MC never had to deal with her again.

Mammon:

He was extremely excited to be meeting one of MC's friends from the human world; from what he heard she was nearly a model there, just like he was in the Devildom. He also hoped maybe she would have some juicy gossip he could tease MC with as well. In his head, a friend of his MC was a friend of his.

What he did not expect, however, was this friend to eye him up like a meal and suddenly cling to him, chest pressed against his arm and fluttering her lashes at him as well. Huge. Ass. Flirt.

He flushed and pushed her off immediately, stepping behind MC as if she was some kind of witch trying to steal his soul. He practically growled at her, a sneer on his features when he addressed her again.

"Oi, don't be touchin' me like that! I ain't some kinda hunk of meat! Only one allowed to touch me is my MC, so dontcha do that again!" he warned, putting his arms possessively around MC.

He reluctantly agreed to follow MC around as they gave their friend a tour, but he was definitely going to find a way to convince MC to end that friendship. A person with zero respect for their friend's relationship was not friend material at all.

Leviathan:

Ugh. Another normie he was going to have to deal with. The only normie he even cared about was his MC, so the entire time he was internally complaining about not being able to hide in his room. He was polite of course, introducing himself to her and reluctantly shook her hand when she offered it; but the moment she squeezes his hand and presses against his arm, he freaks.

"D-Don't touch me like that! I don't even know you, what kind of human are you?! Be your guide!? N-No! MC! MC, let's go home! I don't like this normie!"

Makes it completely obvious he does not like how she is acting towards him and MC. He catches on to her flirting and he hates it with a passion.

When MC tries to apologize to their friend for his actions, he stops them and says they don't need to apologize, that she is the one who should for how she was acting towards the both of them.

Her stay there just ends up being an awkward mess sadly, and she ends up going home sooner than she planned. Levi will make sure she doesn't bother MC anymore.

Satan:

He is a complete gentleman to their friend, introducing himself with a smile on his face the entire time. He welcomes them to his home, being respectful as ever, until she presses herself against him, trying to speak seductively in his ear.

The smile on his face twitches slightly, and MC can feel the waves of anger slowly coming from him as he gently removes her grip on him, taking a few steps back to be next to MC.

"I will do my best to be cordial with you for the sake of MC, but you would be wise to not be so flirtatious with me in front of them. I do not take disrespect like this lightly. Please take this as a warning. Because next time I will not be as kind."

His green eyes seer into her own, and for a moment MC fears his demon form is going to take over; but he clears his throat and turns to face them, leaning forward to place a soft kiss to their lips.

"Forgive me, love, but I don't feel I will have the patience to deal with your friend. Do enjoy yourself with her, but I do not foresee her coming back here any time soon once she leaves."

Asmodeus:

He is bubbly as ever, excited to meet this so highly talked about friend! When he meets her, he happily shakes her hand, showering her in compliments on her looks and attire, but he stiffens slightly when she presses incredibly close to him suddenly, flirtatious words filling his ears.

Oh, what a bold human she is! He smirks and breaks into a fit of giggles, embracing her for a moment as he bats his own lashes at her in return.

"Oh my sweet darling, you don't stand a snowball's chance in hell with me.~"

He bursts into laughter at the dumbfounded look on her face, letting her go with a small push as he returns to his MC, wrapping himself around them and nuzzles their cheek.

"Ugh, my love, we need to help you work on your taste in friends. This one is definitely rotten. But I guess since she is here, we can show her around a bit. Maybe even help her get a better fashion sense."

Beelzebub:

He's standing next to MC, holding their hand as they wait for their friend to arrive. She comes walking up and waving, but gives Beel the most obvious once over, sauntering up to him and holding out her hand. He takes it and shakes it rather roughly when he introduces himself, but when she doesn't let go, he looks at her with confusion on his face. She presses closer to him, chest flush against his arm and he stiffens for a moment, before wiggling out of her grasp.

"Don't do that, it makes me uncomfortable. And it's rude to MC especially. They were looking forward to your visit, so don't be rude."

She apologizes but tries to win him over with a pouty lip and puppy eyes, but he simply ignores her, turing his attention on to MC.

"MC, I don't like her. Can we just go off together and get burgers or something?"

She gawks at his forwardness, but he refuses to give her the time of day anymore. Anyone who disrespects his MC like that will never have an ounce of his time.

Belphegor:

He was leaning on MC, his chin perched on top of their head/their shoulder as they were waiting for their friend to arrive. He was a little annoyed he was going to have another person to share their attention with; but he did look forward to hearing stories from the human world about MC that they wouldn't share with him. Could be a good form of bonding to get used to this friend.

When she finally arrived, he shifted from MC to greet her and introduce himself, but the way she squeezed his hand and pressed herself against him made him grimace instantly. Her sultry voice sounded like nails on a chalk board to him. Nope, he definitely did not like this person at all.

"Tch. Whatever. I guess it's nice to meet you, but I sure as hell don't like you."

MC got on his case, but he just frowned in response, telling them that she shouldn't openly flirt with him like that in front of them.

He made it his goal to make sure her stay with them was miserable, pulling pranks on her and not bothering to hide the fact it was him. Hopefully that would teach her to treat her friends and their relationships with more respect.

Diavolo:

He was extremely excited to be meet a close friend of MC's, and was genuinely hoping she would like and approve of him dating them, considering his status in the Devildom. The people most important to them were important to him as well, and he wanted to be as polite and respectful to her as he could.

But when she barely said a word to MC, only walking straight up to him and being openly flirtatious with him, his smile faltered. Was this really MC's best friend from the human world?

He recoiled from her touch instantly and stepped back, crossing his arms in annoyance at her behavior. "I welcome you to my realm, and you act as such? Do be mindful of who you are dealing with here. I don't take kindly to those who disrespect me and my own."

After telling her off, she changed her tune; you don't ever step on the toes of a demon who could have you burned to a crisp. He made sure she also treated MC better during her visit, though once she left, Dia made it a point to help MC find better friends.

Barbatos:

Ever the loyal butler, he is incredibly polite and cordial when MC's friend arrives with them at the castle, and he greets them with a bow. The friend giggles openly, offering her hand for Barbatos to shake, only to grip tightly and try to move in closer to him.

She makes a remark about how good looking he is as she tries to press against him, asking if he wouldn't mind showing her some of the 'fun' spots in the Devildom; but he immediately pulls away, placing his hands behind his back as he gives her the fakest smile. MC can sense his annoyance right away, but before they can offer an apology for their friend, he holds up a hand.

"No need, my dear. I can already tell how her visit here is going to go. We will make a schedule for her to visit places here in the Devildom, and she will have an escort. Oh, and young lady," he leans in ever so slightly, a sinister look to his eyes despite his smile, "attempt to touch me like that again in front of my beloved and you might just lose your hand."

Needless to say, her stay was not the most pleasant one; and Barbatos was going to make sure to show love to MC after discussing with them how to cut off that horrid friendship.

Simeon:

He was all smiles and politeness when he greeted MC's friend, happily shaking her hand when she introduced herself. He of course gave his name and also stated he was MC's boyfriend, a status he was very proud of; but he froze when she giggled and stepped closer, pressing her chest to his arm and asking him in the flirtiest way if he could give her a 'private tour'.

He forced the smile back on to his face, as he patted her hand, doing his best to stay polite as he declined her request.

"I am sure you would much prefer to spend your time with MC, since you are here to visit them. Isn't it rather inappropriate to act in such a manner in front of them as you are?"

He finally pulled away from her and took up MC's hand, placing a kiss to their knuckles before pulling them in for a tight hug. He gave the friendly one last judgmental glance before addressing MC.

"I apologize on behalf of your friend, my lamb. So that she does not continue to act in such a disrespectful manner, I will let you have your time with her alone. We can meet up later, alright?"

Solomon:

He was spending time with MC in the human world, actually staying at their home when their friend was coming over to visit and meet their infamous boyfriend. He was all smiles when she introduced herself, and he shook her hand, giving his name and proudly addressing himself as MC's boyfriend; but the moment she started getting flirty with him, he pulled a full stop.

"Sorry, that's not going to fly with me (Name). I don't appreciate you being flirty with me in front of my partner like this, so mind yourself," he leaned in menacingly, "or you'll find out why I'm so infamous."

She looked between him and MC, eyes wide at his threat; but MC just gave an awkward shrug, explaining that...that's just how he was...

He made sure to shower his attention on MC the entire time said friend was visiting, trying to make her feel uncomfortable for being so cruel to them. He even tried to pull a few pranks on her as well, emphasising just how much he did not like her.

Once she finally left, he had a talk with MC on how someone like that just couldn't be a real friend, and if she was going to continue be disrespectful, he would teach her a few of his tricks personally.

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Robyn

Rowaelin Month, Day Ten

A/N: I'd planned on posting them in order, but you get what you get. Idk when the other prompts will come tbf. I hope soon. Anyway, I managed to write over 6k words today and I'm pretty fucking proud.

This is just fluff over fluff, so yep enjoy!!

Word count: 3,047

Rowan was unbelievably late as he sped through the streets of Orynth.

So late that the school had called not only him, but also the front desk of the place where he worked when he hadn't answered the call on his personal phone. Sorscha, his assistant, had entered his office with an embarrassed smile on her lips, as if she didn't want to tell him that he had forgotten for the umpteenth time to pick up his daughter from school.

Lorcan had joined him, for some strange reason, but Rowan had stopped bothering when it came to his best friend. He'd been trying to figure out how he reasoned for years and had come to the conclusion that there was no logical sense in the actions of the man sitting next to him, who was currently singing at the top of his lungs to one of the songs on the Frozen CD - which much to the chagrin of both of them, had gotten stuck in his car radio months before, forcing them into hours of torture.

He would never deny that the songs were all quite catchy, but after the sixteenth time Rowan had had to listen to Let It Go at maximum volume, his positive opinion of the film had begun to waver.

As they pulled into the school parking lot, Rowan noticed with deep regret that the only cars still there were those of the teachers and school staff.

They both got out of the car, Rowan walking quickly towards the entrance while Lorcan dragged behind him.

He greeted the caretakers sitting at the entrance, who returned a big smile. A smile that grew even wider when his large, imposing friend entered a few moments later. He stopped to talk to the old ladies and Rowan walked down the corridor he knew led to Robyn's classroom.

He could hear muffled voices from inside the teachers' room on the left and the one he knew belonged to Miss Galathynius coming from the right. He looked out over the classroom, spotting the two people sitting at a desk.

As soon as his daughter saw him, her eyes widened and a huge smile flashed across her face.

No words. No "hello, daddy!" or "I missed you!" from the little girl.

Her teacher turned as she leapt out of her chair and ran towards him, hugging his legs and looking up at him. Rowan smiled at her in turn, running a hand over her hair that was shot in every direction.

"Hello, little bird," he murmured to her. The child's smile widened even more if that was possible.

The woman a few feet away from them pulled herself upright, crossing her arms over her chest and offering a sincere smile to the child, who hid behind his thighs.

Rowan was about to tell her that Robyn was shy with everyone like this, ready to defend his daughter's behaviour as he was used to doing in front of every adult, but he was beaten to the punch.

"It's good to see you, Mr Whitethorn," she said, extending a hand. Rowan shook it without hesitation. "Actually, I just wanted to write you a letter regarding Robyn," she continued, never taking her eyes off the little girl. "Nothing serious," she hastened to reassure him when Rowan grimaced, "quite the contrary. Robyn is remarkably good. One of the best in the class, though I shouldn't offer that information so bluntly."

Miss Galathynius winked at him, but he couldn't process what he'd just been told.

"Sorry, could you-"

The little hands clamped around his trousers tightened a fraction more and Rowan looked down, trying to figure out what was bothering his daughter, but then something happened that he hadn't even dared to dream about in recent times.

"You're here!"

The little girl broke off and ran away from him in less than the blink of an eye.

Rowan turned just in time to see Lorcan grab Robyn in mid-air, spinning her around as he brought her to his chest and showered her with kisses. The loud, incessant laughter that erupted from her seemed too much coming from that fragile little body, but he never tired of hearing it.

"Why hello baby!" said Lorcan laughing in turn, starting to tickle her until she begun to rebel and he was forced to let her slide to the floor. Robyn was still laughing at the top of her lungs and nearly fell to the ground as she squealed left and right, letting herself be pushed around by the closest thing to an uncle she had ever had.

When Rowan turned back to the woman, she was wide-eyed and her lips slightly parted as she watched the massive man dressed completely in black and the menacing face turn into a completely different person the second he had seen Robyn.

He chuckled, "I know, it's not every day you get to see a little girl be so comfortable with a brute like that."

Lorcan, who was listening to everything, looked him straight in the eye and without stopping smiling and playing with the little girl, mouthed to him to fuck off.

"Well, yeah. You caught me a little off guard." she confessed, still shocked to hear how Robyn was having a full conversation with Lorcan. They couldn't hear anything of what she was actually saying, but even just the fact she was talking to someone seemed to have Aelin unsettled.

She returned her attention to Rowan and let out a breath that sounded more like a giggle, "I've never heard her laugh before."

He nodded, blushing a little at the teacher's surprised but relieved tone.

"I'm sure the dean warned you about the problem she has," he said in a low voice. He grimaced at her poor choice of words, "I mean, not problem, but the difficulty she finds in interacting with people she doesn't know."

Liar, he told himself. Robyn hadn't spoken to anyone but him and Lorcan since the day Lyria had died. It wasn't a difficulty, but a response to the trauma that prevented her from speaking to anyone who wasn't part of her immediate family.

"I know, I know. We've been looking for solutions together." she informed him. "I give her a white board every morning. Come on, I'll show you." she turned to the desk they were sitting at earlier and raised the magnetic board, on which a few words were scribbled on. "I'll write here what she might need. Yes. No. I need to go to the bathroom. I'm thirsty. I'm hungry." she read, listing the various options. Rowan gaped. "We've only just started going over the alphabet for a second time, so she can't really read or write yet, as I imagine you know, but the little drawings next to each sentence help her."

She continued talking, but he couldn't quite follow.

The woman in front of him - aside from being breathtakingly beautiful - had done as much as she could to help her child with communication.

"Mr. Whitethorn-"

"Rowan. Please, call me Rowan." he said, clearing his throat once he realized how hoarse it sounded to his ears. Lorcan walked up to them at that point, still holding Robyn in his arms and positioned himself next to him, letting their shoulders touch in a comforting way.

"Call me Aelin, then," she smiled at them both. Then she made a small grimace, turning to Rowan, "I wanted to ask if it bothered you, that I sought a solution like that. Maybe I put her in distress, embarrassed her. I'm sorry if I gave you the impression that I wanted to solve this on my own. I really wanted to discuss it with you, with your husband too, to avoid misunderstandings. Maybe we could arrange a meeting."

He was about to tell her that she had given him the exact opposite of annoyance, that he had been more than pleased that she had helped Robyn this way, when her words finally registered.

Lorcan, beside him, had opened his mouth wide and his lips were slowly bending into a mischievous smile.

Rowan furrowed his brow, "I'm sorry, what?"

Aelin's smile seemed to falter. "A meeting? With you? To talk about how to handle the situation," then she shifted her gaze to Lorcan, "You're more than welcome to join as well. I didn't know Robyn had two dads, I apologise for assuming Robyn had a mum and dad. That was very rude of me-"

"I love this," Lorcan whispered, laughing in shock. He turned to Rowan with eyes that sparkled with amusement, "I would definitely be the top."

Rowan looked at him with an expression of complete shock on his face, "What the fuck are you talking about?"

Robyn gasped, opening her eyes wide and bringing a hand to her mouth, pointing then to Rowan's.

"Yeah, sorry, love. I shouldn't have said the bad word." he apologised, giving her a quick kiss on the forehead. He turned back to Miss Galathynius, "I'm sorry to have to disappoint you, but we're not married."

"No need to lie, sweetie. I'm sure Aelin," he gave her a knowing look, "doesn't mind at all about our relationship status."

Aelin nodded, "Well, yes. That doesn't change anything. Mr..." she turned to Lorcan, searching for a name.

"Salvaterre."

"Mr. Salvaterre can still attend. The fact that you are not yet married is no reason why you cannot both be present at the meeting. You don't have to worry, we are a very tolerant school and if anyone bothers you, you can come directly to me."

A sound of sheer glee escaped Lorcan.

Aelin continued, "I mean it. I was pleased to see both of you today. I was also pleased to see Robyn smiling so much." she concluded, looking the little one in the face.

Rowan took a deep breath, bracing himself, "No, I meant, we're not a couple. We're not gay. He's her uncle."

The woman's blonde eyebrows shot up and a second later she turned almost as red as the dress Robyn was wearing as Lorcan shook his head muttering something very much like 'you're no fun', which made Robyn giggle.

"Why did you even get off the car?" he asked him exasperated.

Lorcan shrugged, "Because I missed my little bean, you monster." he replied, clutching Robyn to his chest. The little girl clutched Lorcan's shirt in her chubby little hands and Rowan huffed, shaking his head.

Aelin brought her hands to her face, leaning against the desk behind her. She shook her head, her face still hidden, "Oh, god. I'm so sorry."

Lorcan let out a dry laugh, "Don't worry about it. It was fun while it lasted." then he turned to Rowan again, who was still trying to recover from the idea of being involved in a relationship with his friend, "You're really no fun."

"Yeah, no fun dad." repeated Robyn.

Silence fell over the class. Rowan looked at her with wide eyes and blinked once, twice. Robyn was staring at him with a sweet scowl that mimicked so much that of the man who was still holding her, but Rowan couldn't get over the fact that his daughter had spoken while Aelin was still beside them.

He was about to talk, noticing how Robyn had started squirming in Lorcan's arms, when there was a knock at the door.

They both turned, Aelin peering over Rowan's shoulder, and saw the figure of a petite girl with black hair and eyes standing in the doorway, watching them with her head slightly bent to the side. She had a tag on her t-shirt that was too colourful to belong to someone who didn't work in a school with children, so he guessed she was a teacher herself. Besides, Rowan felt like he'd seen her elsewhere. Probably every day when he picked Robyn up from school, he said to himself.

"I know you're not supposed to eavesdrop but I stopped by earlier and heard you were a couple of dads," she said by way of introduction. "I just wanted to reassure you that the school is an extremely safe place. I'm the one who did most of the interviews with the parents," that's where they had met then, "and one of the questions that is asked is just about the tolerance of the people who will be attending the school."

Aelin watched her, remaining silent the whole time and putting on an amused smile, nodded, "That's what I was telling them. How tolerant the school is. They make such a cute couple, don't you think, Elide?"

Rowan turned to her, arching an eyebrow, silently asking her what she was doing. The woman, as if she could truly understand what he was trying to convey to her, nodded her head towards Lorcan, who Rowan only then noticed was standing weirdly, his eyes fixed on the woman in the doorway.

He grinned, deciding to take his revenge right away. "Oh, yes. Thank you so much for the reassurance," Rowan began to play along as well. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Lorcan turn towards him, dropping Robyn to the floor, who made a disapproving noise at being dumped so suddenly. "We are happy to know that this school is a safe place for our daughter. And for us."

Elide offered him a blinding smile, "Good. I'm happy to hear that you are pleased so far. And I am happy that Aelin is the one who is taking your daughter's class. She's the best one here."

Rowan didn't know her yet, but he knew the thing Elide had just said could only be true.

"Well," she said again, giving them an apologetic smile, "I really must go now, but if you need anything, you can find all my contact details on the website. Have a nice day!"

Aelin and Rowan said their goodbyes, thanking her. Lorcan took a while to recover, but when he realised he was staring into empty space he ran towards the door, almost stepping on little Robyn, who was moved by Aelin.

"We are very much not gay, miss!" he shouted into the hallway. Aelin, now beside him and with a hand on Robyn's shoulder, cackled. With Lorcan's infinite luck, someone walked by just then and gave him a stern look. "Oh, shut up ma'am. I'm an ally. The best ally."

Rowan shook his head as Lorcan launched himself in pursuit of the poor teacher and burst out laughing when he heard him shout, "I'm not homophobic! I'm willing to suck someone's cock if I have to prove it to you!"

Aelin opened her mouth wide before bursting out laughing in turn.

Robyn, seeing both adults so happy, giggled too and Rowan bent down to pick her up. The little girl laid her full head of white-light hair on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

She was tired and Rowan really needed to get her home to sleep.

He glanced at Aelin and reduced his lips to a thin line, "I'm sorry about the commotion, I'll try not to bring him into the building again. Even if it means tying him to the seat."

The soft laugh she gave made something tighten in his chest. He frowned.

Aelin didn't seem to notice the effect she had on him, "Don't worry, Elide is crazy about fools like him. If he says the right things, we might start seeing each other outside of school too."

Rowan nodded, now too caught up in the thought of having to take Robyn home to focus on anything else.

They agreed on when to hold the parent-teacher meeting and then he grabbed Robyn's backpack, walking towards the exit.

He was thoughtless as he reached into his pocket for his keys and balanced everything else - including the girl - on his other arm, but when Robyn's hand brushed his cheek, he looked down and his eyes met their twins. Green against green.

"What is it?"

The little girl's voice never stopped making him smile. Each time was like the first time she had said dada.

"I really like her."

Rowan frowned, "Who?"

"Miss Aelin." she whispered, almost as if she was afraid they might hear her.

He smiled at her, "Yeah? You like her?"

"She's nice to me."

Rowan had to put her down as he opened the door and let her get into the back seats by herself.

"I'm glad she's treating you well, love," he let her know, buckling her in.

He hoped she'd tell him more about her new teacher, but like any kid her age, the topic of conversation couldn't last for more than four lines apiece, "Where's Uncle Lorcan?"

Rowan snorted, "No idea, little bird."

Robyn nodded, "Elide is pretty too."

And as if those words had summoned him, Lorcan appeared beside the car, making them both scream. He entered the car in a heartbeat and turned to his daughter, who was still settling into the seat. "Do you know Miss Lochan?"

But before she could answer him, Rowan had entered the car in turn and smacked the back of his head, which made the Robyn giggle, "You're not using my daughter as your wingman. Now stop it and buckle up."

Lorcan gave him a gentle push, before doing as he was told and for once he was happy he'd convinced him to do something.

Or at least, Rowan thought he had convinced him.

"What if I left you a note to deliver to Miss Lochan, Rob? Would you be up for it?"

Rowan knew, even without looking at her, that she was nodding emphatically.

Keeping his eyes on the road, he murmured, "Could you stop calling my daughter Rob, please? You'll give her an existential crisis."

Lorcan clicked his tongue against his palate, "Rowan, I'm not giving her a damn thing. We live in this new world, okay? Your daughter could be called Simon and still be a beautiful princess. Grow up and educate yourself before you talk shit."

"Aaaah!" shouted Robyn, "Bad word!"

Rowan sighed and shook his head, but still he was smiling.

This was his life. Had been for the past two years.

And he wouldn't change it for the world.

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[pandaluc]

Warm Weekends

In which after a busy week, you get to spend your weekend together with your Genshin lover

Characters included: Lisa, Diluc x g!n s/o reader

Warnings: mentions of drinking, did not proof-read

Lisa

8:30 am... You are woken by your girlfriend, Lisa, the very well-known librarian in Mondstadt. "Good morning cutie~" she tells you with a smile on her face. Just by that moment, you felt so lucky to have Lisa as your lover. You decided to spend a few minutes tugging yourself on her chest, your arms hugging her close to you. You cherish these moments a lot, and so does she. Her head on top of yours, sometimes kissing the crown of your head. One of her arms are rubbing your back, and the other playing with your hair which feels so soothing.

9:00 am... The both of you stand up, together fixing your bed. She would comb your hair, and you comb hers. Doing so, you shower each other with compliments as well as some flirting here and there.

9:15 am... You and your lover make your way to the kitchen and start to cook breakfast. Lisa is a vegetarian so the both of you decided to make Satisfying Salad to eat this morning. After cooking, you then will offer Lisa a seat on the table. "How romantic of you, dear". While eating, the both of you discuss about how your week was. After eating, you would wash the dishes while Lisa cleans the table up and store left-overs if there are any.

9:53 am... You then take a bath with Lisa. Nothing suggestive happens. The baths you do with her are simply sweet and relaxing - it makes the both of you feel at peace. She would wash your hair, you would help her soap her back. Both of you would compliment each other about your looks. You love taking baths with her because she makes you feel accepted, secure and safe. Baths with her are indeed fun. After taking a bath, the both of you will then brush your teeth, comb your hair, and put on clothes together. Sometimes, you get to choose what she wears for the day. Today, you decided to wear a couple shirt with her. It is rare after all to see Lisa in a simple, comfortable clothing

10:34 am... You and Lisa make your way to the library, not to do work in the weekend but rather to have a library date. The both of you love to read, and well, if you did not love to read before, she definitely influenced you to do so. While reading, you both would discuss about history and theories about Teyvat and Celestia. Both of you found it fun.

1:43 pm... After reading and contemplating about the world, both of you go to Sara's Good Hunter and order some food. For today's late lunch, you ate Vegetarian Abalone with her. Some people would stare at the both of you, not to creep the couple out or anything but rather because you two look so good and cute together. At first, you were uncomfortable with the stares. But later on, you got used to it and came to the realization that you are just indeed so lucky to have Lisa as your future wife.

2:39 pm... After eating, Lisa decided that the both of you could take a walk outside Mondstadt to perhaps reconnect with nature. You and Lisa then go outside Mondstadt to travel. The both of you would go pick up flowers to give each other, admire lakes or waterfalls and go on top of a mountain to do some sightseeing. While gathering Cecilias, and some big leaves and strings, you then make a boquet to give to your lover on a mountain peak as the sun sets. It is simple, yet romantic. Very romantic. Lisa then somewhat felt bad because she did not have such gift to give to you even if you assured her that it is alright. As a result, she simply took a Windwheel Aster, cut some part of the stem, and put it on your ear.

7:22 pm... You both went back to the comfort of your home, and made Radish Veggie Soup to eat as your dinner. You and Lisa were exhausted from your date. Even so, you wish that Lisa enjoyed the date as much as you did. While her wish was to spend more time with you like this, instead of being busy doing librarian things and helping the Acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius even if she is not part of the Knights.

8:13 pm... You both wash up, wore your pajamas and prepared yourselves to sleep. Hugging each other, and talking about your day as you and Lisa drift to sleep.

"Thank you for today, darling. I really appreciate it. If only we get to spend more times like this together... I hope we do so in the future before our time comes. I enjoy your company so much, dear. Thank you. Good night."

Diluc

7:30 am... You woke up before Diluc did, giving you a chance to admire his beautiful face. Him being at peace, not worrying about anything, made you happy. After all, you rarely get a chance to see him like this. You planned to cook him breakfast, and so tried to get out of bed to make your way to the kitchen...well, tried. Diluc is a light sleeper so no matter how careful you were, your lover woke up because of your motions. You apologized and told him to continue sleeping. You continued to get out of your bed but Diluc wrapped his arms tightly onto you, pulling you back to bed with him. "It's alright... but please stay on bed a bit longer with me."

8:30 am... You ended up sleeping with him for an hour longer. It was hard for you to resist his morning voice, and his peaceful look asking you to stay. After falling back to sleep, you then woke up just to see your boyfriend's loving eyes admiring you while his fingers stroking your hair. "Good morning, dear", he says. You can't help but gently smile, realizing how lucky you are today to be able to spend a morning with the love of your life.

8:40 am... After a few minutes of cuddling (just like the touch starved the both of you are), you then decide to start cooking as Diluc fixes your bed. You decided to cook a dish named "Pile 'em up". The maids in Dawn Winery told you that they could cook breakfast for you and Diluc instead. But you insisted that you can do the cooking for today. This dish you are cooking is a dish that Diluc recently taught you, and so apparently is Diluc's specialty. It was special for you. It had a very nice smell, therefore, your partner recognized the dish your cooking. He then went to the kitchen, and hugged you from behind. His eyes staring at the dish, satisfied at your work.

9:11 am... You and Diluc ate breakfast together while talking about work and basically asking each other's life so far. Diluc would tell you stories about his batman Darknight Hero duties while you compliment him about his determination and hard-work. Mornings like this are very appreciated by you and your lover. It's a shame that in most days, Diluc would be working while you are eating alone at this hour.

9:43 am... After eating, you both took a bath. Unlike Lisa, you and Diluc doesn't really take baths together. As we know, Diluc is quite a reserved person. Don't get him wrong, he would like to take a bath with you...but is afraid to ask you about it since he does not want you to be uncomfortable. Poor boy, taking a bath with him is also one of your desires.

10:22 am... You often finish taking a bath before Diluc does. What do you expect? A man like him won't allow himself to go out with a single slightest dirt in his being. While waiting for him to finish, you comb your hair and wear your clothes. And once Diluc finishes taking a bath, you make him sit on a chair in front of a mirror to comb his hair in which you can't help but think what shampoo and hair care does this man use.

10:53 am... It may be a weekend, but the world sadly does not stop time and duties for the both of you. Though Charles often handles Angel's Share, he was given a day-off by Diluc because of Charles' personal matters. Since it is quite rare to have a day where you and Diluc can be together, you decide to go help Diluc in his tavern. Diluc was opposed with this idea at first because drunkards can really be a hassle, but you pleaded way too much that your lover can't just refuse anymore... look at the power you hold. You and Diluc then walk to Angel's Share, people staring and some one (to be specific, Donna.) death glaring at you with tears. You didn't mind anyways. Having Diluc as your boyfriend is a huge flex after all.

11:20 am... The two of you arrive in the tavern, cleaning it before opening. You can't help but stare at Diluc as the both of you wipe the tables. Diluc notices, and exchanged glances with you. He slightly smiles and walk up to you, putting his arm on your back. Pulling you to a kiss on the forehead.

11:30 am... Angel's Share opens. Since it was still morning, only two people came. Whenever these two drunk people gets too close and touchy with you, Diluc would realize and see your face full of discomfort. Diluc would then glare at them, enough to scare them and stop.

12:40 pm... You and Diluc close the doors of Angel's Share for a lunch break. You go to Sara to order food, as Diluc stays in the tavern cleaning the mess the drunk people made. You come back to the tavern with food as you lock the door. The two of you, then, eat on the counter. Everything about Diluc is truly admirable, so you can't help stare at him as he eats. Lucky you, he thinks the same of you. He adores it so much when you eat, especially when you try to cut the meat and struggle.

1:21 pm... You unlock the doors in the tavern, and start to receive customers. It may be an afternoon, but it is a weekend and Diluc is planning to close the tavern earlier today. Diluc starts to mix up drinks, while you take customers' orders and clean tables. Customers that are rude won't be avoided, they are drunk after all. If they get too rude, especially to you, Diluc would make up an excuse to kick them out. While cleaning tables, you'd catch Diluc staring at you. Whenever Diluc realizes that you notice his stairs, he quickly looks down at the glass he is cleaning with a faint pink blush on his face. how cute. This is basically your date. It's not the often romantic dinner dates, but you still appreciate and have fun. Knowing more about Diluc's life is good after all. Besides, you get breaks from time to time so you still get to sit on one of the chairs near the counter and talk to Diluc, maybe even giving him a peck on the lips when you are being called by one of the customers.

6:31 pm... There was only one customer left. Before the night approaches and more people attempt to come in and drink, Diluc quickly kicks the customer out and lock the tavern doors. You help Diluc clean up the tavern. He is the type to give back hugs, so you often receive them as you wipe tables, him kissing the top of your head. After the whole clean-up, the both of you walk back to your lover's mansion.

7:13 pm... You and your boyfriend were greeted by the maids with a fancy dinner set on the dining table. You and Diluc freshen up first, and then together headed to the table. While eating, he'd ask about how was your day. He would also ask you if there were customers who were mean to you or attempted to flirt with you. He trusts you, but in the end, he doesn't want to see the love of his life in a not-so-good condition. He wants you to feel safe and secure around him, and he succeeds on doing so. He wants the best for you. He is always there for you. And he always makes you feel that.

7:49 pm... After eating, Diluc and you wash up before going to bed. You were glad because today, you are able to sleep early with Diluc. Not having to wait for him to come at 3am due to his darknight duties. After being washed up, the both of you lay in bed. It won't be considered as sleeping with Diluc if there are no cuddling sessions for lots of minutes. Asking about if you need or want anything, and if there is something you want to get rid off your chest...what a perfect man. Sometimes, he would be the big spoon. Sometimes, he would be the small spoon. The both of you take turns. After conversations and cuddles, you eventually fall asleep as Diluc watches you sleeping, kissing your forehead and saying...

"Good night darling. I promise to protect and cherish you all my life. Thank you for bringing light to my world. I love you."

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[beepboop358]

The new pics confirm multiple of swiftlynatalia's leaks...

hey anon,

These pics don't really confirm anything that wasn't already public knowledge or had been theorized or just flat out common sense. Like I've said from the begining, real leaks do happen, but we have no reason to blindly trust. I'm very excited to see the season and I hope it's good LOL. Also, I don't mean to be rude at all and I hope this doesn't come off that way, but I'd rather not get into a big discussion about SN right now because I just want to enjoy the content we got rather than argue.

hope you're well! xx

[nctworststuff]

2 Hearts 1 love; Chapter 1: Beginning

jPairing: Taeyong x fem!reader ft bestfriend!Yuta

Sub-genre: Angst, crack, College au

Sub-Warning: Breakup, cursing, doubt about love, mention of kill, mention of gun and knife, featuring of Yuta, coffe, cringe (?)

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

Words count: 1.4k

Summary: Already written in the paper that y/n and Taeyong are destined to be together. But there must be challenges and storylines that they have to go through

Sub-summary: The very beginning story that tell you about how you meet each other

Velvet say: This is an event for The TaeTae Day! I hope you guys love it! Sorry for any mistake!

Tagging: @supermwritersnet @jaehyunstories (send an inbox if you want to be added)

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"We breakup"

"If its all you want" Your voice are calm but anyways you slammed the table and stand up, let your untouched cup of coffe on the table spilled.

Your (ex) boyfriend shook that you not even show him any expression. You just act professional and your face just calm. Its because you know he cheated on you for a long time ago. You just pretend to blind your eyes with those pain. You tired of this.

"Y/n, please dont made any mess-"

"No one care about the messy I made. And you said you cheat on me right? Okay. Also yeah, have fun with your new girl" you said before shut the door, not forget to shove your shoulder with his.

He just stay still at his place, not even move. He pissed off a bit of what you said

”Such a rude lady”

You are tired of this. This is a... second time you're in this situation? But The fact that your ex cheating on you not hit you at all. You get used with it. Why you have to cry?

Plus it's not essential at all. You know he is not a right person for you from the beginning of your relationship. Okay, there's a scar a in your heart but it doesn't effecting you life at all

After the a few days you breakup with your ex, you just scroll the social media and do a thing that just wasting your time. You just want to spend your time with real and only y/l/n y/n. Thanks to your ex, because of him, you feel really doubt about love.

In the future, if you have a grandchild, you can imagine it about them asking you a love thing like "How grandma fall in love for the first?" Or "Who is grandma's first love" and something that related about the topic. Of course you would lying about the 'first love' question.

Because you dont want to tell a hurt thing behind a happier one. Let just blind them with those thing, so they know that love is somehow is a good thing but actually they finally know what is artifical love and true love when they go through it. And you would do the same thing with your future child

You shook your head

Okay maybe this is too FAR and this is too early to think

Until you get a call from someone,

"Hello" the familiar voice speak

"Hi Yuta. Whatsup?"

"Meet me, at usual place at 2.00"

”Sure”

"Why you suddenly decide to meet me? Usually you would busy on the weekdays like this" you stirring a coffe you received from a waiter at usual place. Usually, you hang out with him at here when holiday or when he want to discuss about assignment

"I already complete an assignment early which professor had give us plus I dont know what to do today. So I decide to hangout with you” he take a sip of hot espresso

"Nothing to talk about?" he ask you like he know that you're hiding something. You gulped

"What?" You act like nothing happened

"Spill the tea“ oh, he really know about it

"Well, yeah I just spend my time with my pho-“

"No. I was talking about you and him" he cut you off.

"You broke up with him right?" How he know about that? He doesn't supposed to know this

"How you know about that?"

"You forgot he is my friend" he replied

"Gee. Friend? I didn't know you are friend with him"

"Not really friend. Just my classmate"

"Im regret to date with him" you rolled your eyes. How you feel stupid at yourself for fall easily at the very beginning and you got nothing at the end.

"Thats why its called regret, y/n" He is right. Regret is a dissapointed over something that already past. And you date with your ex is the thing of a past.

"Dont talk about him. Im tired with that. I should kill him" If you have a knife or any gun in your hand, you just already kill him when you saw he cheated on you

”Unfortunately, its a crime”

”Yeah, I know”

"Dont worry. Maybe there is someone out there who are truly right for you" yeah, maybe.

"Who would it be?"

"Someone. Someone that is not me. Cuz Im not deserve you" yuta play with his finger

"Stop talking about love. Love is too early for me"

”But we are getting older, y/n" you know day by day you are getting older but if you still not believe with love you can get into the trouble

”I feel doubt about love" there is it. The feeling of doubt always running through your head

”Trust me, love is exist”

”I know but somehow its like fake for me”

”How about that red haired guy?”

”Who?”

”You dont know? He is a student at our college and also my classmate. He is quite attractive though but he rarely talk with peoples”

”I see. I dont know about him but why you suddenly talk about him?" Red haired guy? You love red. Sound interesting but you are not sure with that

"Just said if you are interested”

”Sorry but Im not that type to fall easily”

”Fine. But think twice when you meet him one day”

You keep thinking what Yuta said a few hours ago

"But think twice when you meet him one day"

It keep repeated in your mind.

You drink you strawberry milkshake with a straw while thinking back about it. Was he is really that attractive? Red hair sounds good to be honest.

You walking to the park and take a fresh air. Woah, how long you didn't do this thing?

While holding your drinks, you slowly walks to the brown wooded bench. You sit on it and enjoying the view of the park. You are too careless and didn't realize that you spilled someone drinks. When you finally notice it, you panicked and dont know how to deal with it

"What the fuck this cup of coffe doing at this bench?" You said at yourself. Who puts a cup full of coffe and leaves it alone? Is it funny and weird at the same time?

"WHAT THE- WHAT DID YOU DO!" You flinch when you hear the man wearing a black tshirt shout at you. He walking towards you. His face is red and thats mean he are very angry right now.

"What you do with my coffe?" oh no you are in the big trouble right now. There is a 7 billion peoles in this universe but why always you get into the problem?

"Im sorry! I didnt mean it! And who the fuck put their own things and leave it alones!" You raised your voice and rolled your eyes. Anyways, you have to face it

”Oh god! I leave it alone because I have to buy something. Cant you beware of something! I waited for this coffe a long time ago” tsk, how funny, you thought.

“I didnt notice it when I sit at here! Dont just blame on me”

"Did you use your eyes or your knees? Watch carefully! You didnt know how much I put effort on it" he rolled his eyes. His face was familiar for you

"Come on, its just a cup of coffe"

"if so, replace me with the same coffe with the coffe you spilled” he look at you with a daring eyes

”Fine. Its not a big problem at all”

“Here is your coffe, Ma’am” the barista said and handed it to to you

”Thanks. How much?”

”25 dolla (usd)” you cursed silently. How expensive. You can feel the guy’s smirking at your back as you took out your money

”Thank you, Ma’am. Hope you can come again”

The barista flashed a smile to you and you smiled back. You walk out from the coffe shop. You rolled your eyes when you meet your eyes with the guy. You handed the coffe to him. He just take it and walk away. That make you clench your fist and your jaw

”Can you at least say thank you?”

”No. How to say thank you?”

“Such a ungrateful man” you just spend your money just for his coffe and now he act like nothing happened

”Whatever. Meet you tomorrow“ he walk away and didnt even turn back to look at you. His action made you let a long sigh and something popped in your mind

What does he mean by meet me tomorrow? and his face somehow look familiar

Black tshirt

Attractive eyes

Red hair

Oh shit, he is the guy that Yuta talked about

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[theredsuzuran]

Muzan x reader ~ Lily

This is a song fanfiction on the song Lily by Alan Walker, k-391 and Emelie hollow. This story is inspired by the Japanese legend of yamato no orochi. I might do a second part as well. It's my first ever fanfiction so please excuse my mistakes.

Warning : mention of slight gore and blood

Enjoy

Lily was a little girl

Every decade on the night of full moon the first born female child of (L/n) clan are sent as bride to a powerful demon named Akai lurking on the mountain of Akakura which was believed to be inhabited by oni from ancient times. Your great grandfather and his then pregnant wife was attacked by that demon although on their constant begging and vows of servicing to the demon he spared their lives but on one condition that was they needed to send him one girl from their household every decade on this very full moon night. Your sisters and aunts, who you never get to see were presented to that oni. You being the oldest daughter of your family was nominated as the bride this year.

Afraid of the big wide world

When you first get to know about this, you were absolutely terrified and angry of the idea to be separated from your parents and siblings in order to serve your duty as a bride to that potentially harmful demon who you knew would devour you as you never saw any of your elder sisters or aunts come back therefore it was nothing but a human sacrifice in your judgment and being a child it horrified you, often causing nightmares of the said demon. From a very tender age you were brainwashed that the outside world was a dangerous place and it consists of unknown creatures lurking around the earth's surface with the sole purpose of causing grave harm to people. Being a child you were easily convinced but as you grew older your curiosity got the best of you as well as the urge for understanding the outside world became a necessity.

She grew up within her castle walls

Now and then she tried to run

And then on the night with the setting sun

She went in the woods away

So afraid, all alone.

As a child most of the time you were confined inside the four walls of your room, you were not allowed to go out unless required. There were servants who tended you day and night. It was necessary because the child for the sacrifice should be flawless in every aspect and most importantly healthy or else great catastrophe would fell upon your family. Sometimes you wish you were a sick person. That doesn't mean you didn't try to run away from home. Every now and then you tried escaping from your residence and one time during sunset you were successful in escaping, that was for the first time you went out from your house, you ran miles and miles away, bare foot. For the first time in life you were so far away from home you never imagined this day might come. The softness of the green grass beneath your feet, the fresh air lingering in the atmosphere made your heart giddy. As you stopped running for a while you encountered the sight of a city in which there were lots of people gathering around the street, both men, women and children of your age wearing lavish clothing and accessories, you have zero social interaction skills, servents being an exception even your parents also were not available all the time, on top of that you were timid and young, this overwhelming crowd of unknown people startled you which was honestly frightening but you were determined. Therefore you brush off your worries in order to explore the city, you were happened to be in the middle of a festival, which you seem to know since your servants who served under (L/n) family often talk about such festivals obviously they are not allowed to discuss such things infront of you but somehow you managed to eavesdrop and acquire information. Festivals are truly majestic, it was way better than the stories you have heard from the maids at your residence. It was colourful, lively, cheerful, loud nothing like the world you are used to see. There were various stalls consisting of items like jewelry, cloths that are being displayed on the street, on both sides of the road. The the smell of hot dishes like yakisoba, Takoyaki and ikayaki from different stalls hitting your nostrils making your mouth watery. As you were wandering around aimlessly, admiring the lighting and beauty of the festival, you bumped into a bunch of drunk men, you quickly turned away to apologize but a man with rough demeanor pulled your arm and started throwing curses at your way which definitely made you uncomfortable as you looked around to ask for help but none of them responded or came to your aid.

"look where you walking, brat!"

"I am sorry, please forgive me" you were not accustomed to such rude behavior as your maids and servants and even your family members were gentle towards you which was likely because you came from a very wealthy family. Which was quite visible by those men by the way you dressed, expensive (f/c) kimono wrapped around your figure made with the finest silk in the country and the gold hair pin tucked in your smooth (h/c) hair.

They warned her, don't go there

There's creatures who are hiding in the dark.

"What's with the hurry miss, join us for a bit?" With that said from the other guy, your eyes widened, you tried your best not to cry, they warned me your mind started to race with the worst case scenario as you started to remind your parents word about the outside world but you came back to your senses as they yanked you down the alley. Your heartbeat increasing rapidly, sweat covering your (s/c) countenance, your mind was going blank but you snapped out from your thoughts as you noticed the man's arm closed to your face without wasting any time you bit the man harshly causing him to drop your hand, taking advantage of that situation you ran towards the opposite direction earning screams and curses from behind. You didn't try looking back but you knew they were chasing you from behind. You stumble across the way as never in your life you ran so fast and somehow manage to get into the wood. Being exhausted and breathless you collapsed onto the ground. The sound of footsteps growing lounder as they were approaching you, tears stared to form up in your face am I going to die?

"Found you kitten" one of the drunkards chasing you commented, grabbing a handful of your (h/l)(h/c) hair roughly, lifting you up from the ground, then he took out a knife from his pocket and brought that near your neck in order to create a minor cut which begun bleeding instantly. You screamed in pain but no words came out from your mouth, you felt completely defeated and tired. There was no hope. You felt as if you were going to die but you didn't want to. Yet.

Then something came creeping

It told her, don't you worry just-

Suddenly rustling of leaves and bushes were heard from afar which caught you and the rest suprised.

"Who's there?" The man holding you shouted but complete silence was observed. This pissed off the man even more and he shouted angrily this time with more intensity.

"Come out or I will kill this girl in this instance" no sooner did the words left the man's mouth than he saw you were out of his sight and standing before him was a slender pale man in his late twenties having remarkable dark curly hair and plum red eyes contrasting his features sharply. He was holding you firmly but gently in his arm.

"How did you-"

You saw his eyes glowing under the moonlight pointing directly towards those men, his glare was deadly and menacing which could make anyone fall on their knees. One of the men began to charge towards you but his attempt went futile because the man holding you kicked the man with such immense strength that he went flying over the air and died a painful death crashing loudly against the ground snapping his neck in the process. The other man in feat of pure rage tried to punch that mysterious man but his head exploded due to the pressure of that raven hair blocking his attack. The other man who watched all of that fainted. It was a gruesome scene for you to witness but you tried your best not to cry because the man infront of you just saved your life.

"Thank you mister for saving my life, I thought I was going to die if it were not you I'd be dead, I appreciate your help" your voice still shaking, you lowered your head and then look up for the first time his red orbs met your (e/c) ones. The moonlight reflected through the branches of the trees made you see his face clearly, you have not interacted with men before except your father, siblings and uncles so being closed with a man this handsome made you a little nervous. You could feel your blood rush through your cheeks. Seeing you nervous made him chuckle slightly, he gently put you down on the ground from his arm.

Follow everywhere I go

"A young girl like you should not be roaming around in the woods late at night, there are a lot of people and creatures having full intent to hurt fragile beings like yourself" he spoke to you with his calm, monotonous voice.

"Yes you are right mister and I apologize for causing you trouble but I really needed to come out" you replied with a soft hum. Which made that man curious.

"Is that so? What's your name child?"

"My name is (y/n)(l/n), and yours?"

"Muzan kibutsuji"

A perfect chance for him to devour this girl which was driving him crazy because of the aroma she was emitting, he can take full advantage of this situation, there was no way in hell this girl could protect herself as minutes ago she was cowering with fear and misery, how pathetic he thought.

"I was meaning to say this for a long time now kibutsuji san you have the most beautiful pair of eyes, it's very unique, I am glad to meet you" the sudden compliment coming from you widened his eyes. He have been living for a thousand years now both humans and his underlings alike are scared of him even his demons admire and respect him out of fear. All of them knew how ruthless, manipulative, egoistic and deceitful this man is but this girl shows her genuine gratitude towards him even though she is vulnerable and exposed. What a clueless human he thought letting her guard down to none other but the dangerous Muzan kibutsuji. There was pure innocence in her voice and glowing admiration in her eyes, gleaming with positive energy which evoked strong emotions in all his seven hearts that were stoned ever since he abandoned his humanity.

"Its dangerous for you to go back alone let me escort you home" the demon replied which you gladly accepted. For now.

Muzan held your hand tightly as the two of you began to walk out from the forest and enter the town again, talking on the way, learning about each other.

"How old are you (y/n) chan?"

"I am 13 years old, kibutsuji san"

"Muzan will be fine, (y/n)"

"Sure Muzan!" You smiled enthusiastically, you enjoyed his company as you were not allowed to have friends it made your heart flutter with an unexpected feeling of warmth. You wanted to clinge on it. Never in your life you felt so secure and content.

Top over the mountains or valley low

"Say (y/n), why did you ran away from home?" Muzan asked

"I don't want to get sacrificed to the oni" you replied with sudden drop to your voice. Muzan stopped walking and looked down at you with concern written over his face, he didn't know why he was acting this way but there was this sudden urge to keep you safe, the thought of seeing you suffer made him somewhat sick to his stomach.

"What oni?" He asked this time holding your shoulders gently, he could say you were scare to talk about this but somehow you felt at ease around him which you never felt towards anyone, you started to trust him even though you just met him.

"There has been an old tradition in my family for generations, every decade on the night of full moon the first born female child of our family is sacrificed to the oni living on the mountain of akakura for last 50 years, I am next in line that's why I was running away, I am not ready to die" you replied almost sobbing

Give you everything you've been dreaming of

Just let me in

"Once I attain the age 18, I will too be send to the oni as his bride" tears came rolling down your cheek, the demon lord can sense your terror which you were trying to hide. What a pitiful creature, I shall be your savior he thought to himself.

"You are a brave girl, I admire your inner strength (y/n)" he cupped your face with his arms, caressing your features softly brushing away the tear drop forming in your eyes.

"I don't know for how long" you replied smiling a bit. appreciating his effort to soothe your anxiety.

Everything you want in gold, I'll be the magic story you've been told

Everything was good until you heard your name coming across the other end of the street, it was two of your servants and your uncle approaching both you and Muzan. The look in your face suddenly changed to that of a drastic one, the slight flush which covered your countenance few seconds ago was gone and was replaced with a pale look similar to that of muzan's. It was evident to the demon from your expressions that it was rather unpleasant for you even though they seem to know you and by judging the looks of your uncle, he figured you two are related.

"Where have you gone milady?" One of your maid came rushing towards you, but you hid behind muzan's back averting your gaze from the maiden and your uncle. As you could feel an intense glare coming from him. Thanks to your uncle you are in great trouble now.

"My name is (u/n)(L/n), this girl's uncle, I apologize on behalf of my niece for causing you trouble" the (h/c) hair man said to muzan.

"I am Tsukihiko kibutsuji, Do not worry about that and (y/n) didn't create any disturbance" it would be a bit suspicious to you that why muzan lied to your uncle about his real name if he didn't mention he was a demon earlier when you two were conversing and he needs to hide his identity in order to survive.

"Thank you so much for your help, (L/n) family will owe you for this" he bowed to muzan showing his gratitude towards him while glancing at you with the corner of his eyes.

"You here young lady, I hope you won't run away like this you could have just asked our servants or me if you really wanted to go out that badly, you have made your mother worried sick" the man cooed directing towards you.

𝚕𝚒es you thought You'd never let me go out, you are only behaving nicely because of muzan.

"(Y/n)" the soothing voice hit your ears and you looked up to see muzan "you must go back home, as your uncle stated they must be really worried, right?"

You felt really defeated but you decided to let go of him, he already saved you from a great disaster. It would be selfish of you to ask for more but you really hoped he'd help. Before you headed back you asked turning your head back at his direction.

And you'll be safe under my control

"We will still be friends right?" Muzan was taken aback friends? He thought a genuine smile appearing on his face. He nodded at you which made you sigh with relief and then you waved goodbye to him in the hope of seeing him again someday, your first friend.

"Yes (y/n), we will meet again"

Just let me in, ooh.

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