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formulawonu · 2 years

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seventeen & drunk conversations

prompt: how svt would be in drunk conversations

a/n: hi i'm back and got kinda carried away... tag yourselves i'm a combination of woozi and lee chan 🤠

seungcheol: "i love you i love you i love you" "SAY IT BACK WTH" gets all pouty dkxhsjhb would also attempt to talk to you seriously about whatever is going on with your life <//3 big believer of a drunk persons words are a sober persons thoughts

jeonghan: "ha i knew u were a lightweight" "bet u can't take one more shot" DEADASS what an enabler u both would already be drunk and he'd still be challenging u to drink more. the competitiveness just jumps out i guess???? but it would be a fun night. 50% chance of tears if the mood is right

joshua: stopppppp he'd be holding ur hand or leaning his head on ur shoulder i know u all saw that tipsy dingo live. he'd probably also just be muttering stuff under his breath or singing along to whatever song is in the background he is my king of sitting pretty wherever and whenever he'd also be making sure ur ok

junhui: im sorry this man is in a whole other different dimension. u would THINK ur talking to him then realize mid sentence that he is just.....not there... he would probably think he's having a conversation with u but actually it was all just happening in his head and he was really just staring into the distance zoned out irl fml

hoshi: "yo yo yo listen to me im not drunk i actually love you" "IM BEING SERIOUS IM NOT DRUNK I LOVE UR PRESENCE IN MY LIFE?!?!?!?!?" everyone knows hes drunk. even he knows hes drunk. does it matter? no. he would also actually try to have a deep n heartfelt conversation with u:( pls value the mans drunk words they actually mean a lot and come from the heart :/

wonwoo: ok depending on the vibe he either gets even more quiet or hes literally just laughing at everything im gonna cry diusfkghjfj,cm (sorry that was my bias talking) like if it's a drinking situation where deep conversations are happening he's probably really internalizing everything going on and paying attention to whoever is speaking so he really remembers the moment but if its a fun drinking time he's 100% laughing at whoever tf is acting up and throwing sum jokes in here and there:/ HES TRYING HIS BEST OKAY

woozi: yeaaaaaaaa we got our resident sentimental drunk here 🤠 like he's kinda like wonwoo in the sense that he's really basking in the moment and noticing every detail about what's happening and who he's with but he's really just... a soft guy when he's drunk i think he'd be the type to take out his phone in the middle of the night to just write about how he feels/drunk thoughts in his notes just so he could think abt it when he's sober or potentially get inspiration from it :( brings up nice past memories n all... LEE JIHOON I LOVE YOU

minghao: he's just giggling the entire time and maybe just a lil more snarky... "sorry? did u say something? i couldn't hear u over the shot i poured out for u that u didn't take" would also initiate several group toasts and takes pics of u/whoever he's with to capture the moment. becomes more vocal abt his feelings in general actually. would 10/10 want to get drunk with minghao

mingyu: hes a flirty drunk stop it rn. opens all ur bottles/cans for u and hands it back to u with a wink, takes shots for u, has his arm draped across ur seat.... HES JUST NATURALLY LIKE THAT OK PHYSICAL TOUCH IS HIS LOVE LANGUAGE :/ its just even more pronounced when hes intoxicated. asks u ever so often if ur ok if u need water :/ "i'll take the shot for u just remember u owe me something" MOVE!!!!!!!!! but he's v receptive of u and that translates in how caring he is... ugh what a man

seokmin: byeeeee hes also so touchy. hes showering u with kisses and hugs. "i actually LOVE you though!!!!!! return my love!!!!" ur in for a long night if u put him and hoshi together. im being serious good luck. but he's suddenly down to do anything now - cook a feast? go night swimming? karaoke? he's ur guy. would not stop letting u know how much he appreciates and loves u:/ romantic or not:/ if hes sweet sober hes even more drunk:(

seungkwan: omfg he nags at u so much "ANOTHER SHOT?? REALLY???" "WHY ARE U ASSUMING I WANT TO TAKE ANOTHER SHOT" then takes the shot anyway lmao he'd be easier to fool into doing smth stupid to make everyone laugh bec he just wants good vibes n good memories :/ and he's even more doting on whoever he's with like he would 100% get u water and u could trust him with anything. my dream wingman for real he would know how ur feeling and how the night is going without any words needed. he is ESSENTIAL

vernon: he's the one finishing all of the snacks on the table while everyone is talking. he is pure vibes. nodding his head to whatever music is playing in the background and listening to the conversations going on. inputs here and there but hes happier going with whatever vibe is of the night. great person to have beside u imo if u wanna go crazy he'll jump with u if u wanna sit down and talk he'll do that too. might even share a cig with u if the mood calls for it. vernon is on my night out dream team as well

dino: THE LIFE OF THE PARTY!!!! like he doesn't even ask to be it -- he just naturally draws attention and everyone loves playing with him jiskfdhrkd "guys ive literally been the only one taking shots this isnt fair" "WHAT DO U MEAN I LOST THE GAME I HAVENT PLAYED" but he just goes with it because he wants a good time. however as the night progresses and the group gets smaller n smaller he starts becoming serious lee chan and tries to heart to heart with whoever is there. :/ he has a lot of valuable thoughts to let out so whoever is with him pls LISTEN!

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cloned-eyes · 11 months

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pssst hey this isn't me asking for you to rush because art takes time and i'm so happy to wait, but uh... is there a chance for a cody version of that spicy, delicious crosshair art? i only ask because i want to prepare my will for when i pass away upon seeing it /pos

There is a big fat chance once I figure out what kind of mood I wanna capture. Fighting for my life rn

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enigmaart · 1 year

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@piixelpaint TADA!! ITS YOUR PRESENT!! FROM YOUR SECRET SANTA!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/43974463

I hope you enjoy!! Sorry that it's so late but I think you'll like this one!!

Edit: AO3 is down rn :') so you can just read it here:

"Rise", said the King.

Piixie put on their best pokerface and raised their head to the King.

"Knight Piixielus Paints-a-Lot, explain to me why your quest to capture the two dragons has failed to reach completion after two months."

Piixie avoided the King's gaze, and spoke calmly and evenly, "Your majesty, I'm troubled to tell you that I simply cannot find those troublesome 'dragons' you speak of, no matter how hard I look for these 'ginormous tracks' you speak of."

The King began to grow red in the face. His servants and squire beside him were beginning to get nervous. Ever since the Queen had died, the King had been in quite the temperamental mood. That is, until, he had come back one evening from a walk, in a very excited frenzy, claiming to have seen 'a dragon's foot!' somewhere in the forest.

There are tales told to children of two mighty dragons who live deep in the forest, so deep, once you wander too far, you may never be seen again unless guided by one of these dragons. The Sollios dragon is said to be the one who guides those who are good and righteous, and if they respect their forest rules, will lead them to treasures untold on the way home. The Lunengari dragon, on the other hand, is said to actively seek out those who disrespect the land and eat them alive.

In other stories, it is told that the dragons' hearts had healing properties, and if you were to tear out a heart and make it into a special serum, you could pour it over a corpse and bring it back to life! Only one person is said to have accomplished this goal, and there is speculation that they were a noble knight who used the heart to revive a true love lost to sickness, much like the King had lost his Queen to.

And so, the King, believing at once that the tales must've been true after seeing this supposed dragon's footprints, sent his most loyal troops out to find and capture these creatures and bring its heart before him and have his royal alchemists create the concoction that will bring back his wife.

Unfortunately, every knight he sends either comes back with no memory of ever having been in the forest that day, or just doesn't come out of the forest at all. Up until Piixie, that is.

Piixie is the King's best Knight, his most loyal and strong. Their family has served under the royal family for many generations, and for some reason, Piixie seemed to remember everything that went on in the forest. Unfortunately, they simply cannot find a trace of the dragons anywhere.

And for two months after they first went out dragon hunting and came back with nothing, each time the King telling them to 'look harder' and 'trudge deeper' the next time, they searched the deep and dark forest trying to find these legendary creatures, to no avail.

It seems, now, the King begins to grow impatient.

He snarls, "Don't speak to me like I'm some lunatic, squire, I AM CERTAIN OF MY DISCOVERIES. How on earth could you miss them?! They are as big as a boulder!"

'The same way lots of other people missed them for so long, what do you think?' Piixie thought. Though they dared not speak it aloud. Best knight or not, the punishments for disrespecting his majesty are put on public display, and Piixie had no desires of having themselves be disfigured in such ways in front of so many people.

Instead, they replied, "It would appear these are intelligent beasts. Perhaps after being caught off guard after so long of being nothing more than a myth, they are being more cautious! Covering their tracks and such. Do not fret your majesty, I will find your dragons, and I will tear one of their hearts out, with my bear hands if I must, and present it to you on your finest silver platter!"

The King looked thoughtful for a moment. 'Please', Piixie hoped,'please, accept my ass-kissing with that chickpea that is your mind!'

The King stopped looking thoughtful, and looked down upon Piixie with a resolute face.

"Alright," he sighed, "however long it takes you, you are my best, after all. Please, leave me to my throne for preparation for tonight's great feast."

"Yes, your majesty." Piixie bowed deeply and elegantly, the show of repsect practiced a many a times, and walked backwards out of the room until they were out of the King's line of sight.

When they walked out of earshot, they breathed a sigh of relief. Tonight would be a very important night, the great yearly feast of the kingdom. They'd made it known to the king much earlier that they'd be busy tonight, the excuse used being that they've been checking to "see the dragon's nightly patterns". He bought it, of course, but Piixie didn't think they could keep up their patterns this way. It wouldn't do to keep lying like they were, anyone slightly wiser would be trying much harder to catch them in their deceit, but so far there had been no other way, so what else was there to do but to trudge on?

Speaking of trudging on, Piixie made their way to the royal kitchen. There, the cooks (husband and wife, a very fat and happy couple) had been huddled together, whispering not-to-quietly next to a large boar, cooked medium rare at Piixie's peculiar request.

"Oh I wonder," said the wife cook, "whom does Knight Piixielus bring this here boar for?"

"It's certainly none of our business," replied the husband cook,"but I do declare it is strange they wanted us to prepare this boar in secret. Surely whomever this 'special person' may be is welcome under the King's court?"

Piixie cleared their throat to gain their attentions, and they quickly scrambled to gather themselves away from the big meat.

The wife cook said, "Oh dear, you're just in time! It's just finished cooling."

The husband added on, "Would you like us to help you carry this roasted boar to its destination?"

They unconsciously leaned in out of anticipation. 'Hah,' thought Piixie, 'such goofballs.'

"No thank you," they replied, " I can very much carry it myself. I appreciate your offer." The cooking couple tried not to let on their disappointment (they failed) and resoluted with Piixie. To show their lack of need for more strength (and, maybe, to show off just a little), Piixie grabbed the tray with one hand, and held it above their heads as they reached into their pocket.

"So, we agreed on 10 shillings for this exchange?" They asked.

The cooks looked thoughtful, then denied the payment much to Piixie's surprise.

"Please," they near begged, "just tell us something, anything, about this sweetheart you've had us prepare the boar for. The mystery kills us so!"

Piixie smiled, a small, knowing smile, and looked the couple in the eye and said, "well, for the first time in my life, I feel as though the world around me is full of so much wonder. That maybe, just maybe, there truly is a place of magic, and that they themselves have come from it to find fancy with poor, old me."

The cooks swooned, as expected, with the romantic words and left it alone. Though, it would probably not be for the last time.

They wished Piixie and their "sweetheart" a good feasting, and Piixie bade them farewell and set off to the front entrance to get on their horse. But before they left, they heard a small, "Oh, I remember when we were young and in love-" and chuckled at the two cooks' behavior. Such goofballs.

If only they knew.

Piixie made it outside and walked to where they had posted their horse and placed down the boar before hopping on the saddle themselves. After adjusting positions, they were satisfied with how the boar was placed in a way that would make it least likely to fall, but for precautionary measures, they brought some ropes and tied the boar to attach it to the saddle. Once they finished with that, they gently gave the horse a good squeeze with their calves to signal it to move, and once it began with a simple trot, it eventually ended up galloping away from the castle, and into the forest.

'Three miles two lefts, four miles three rights, then wait. Three miles two lefts, four miles three rights, then wait.' Piixie repeated this to themselves a many a times before, so as to not forget how to get to this part of the forest.

After the third right, they already begin to see the clearing of the meeting spot. After their last right, they enter a large treeless spot in the forest. They hop off of their horse, remove the roast, tie the horse to a tree, and walk towards the center of the clearing with the roast in hand.

And then they waited. For about 2-3 minutes, they stood at the center, looking out into the deep dark trees, waiting for something.

Until a rustle, and a faint red light in the trees makes them focus on one spot between two big oaks. Something's big paw, or claw, reveals itself with a calculated, elegant step and with the paw a head inches forward. A reptile like eye, now glowing a bright red, focused on Piixie like a cat watching a mouse. Slowly the whole body of a large, lizard like creature appeared from the shadows, a deep blueish-silver color of its scales reflecting the sunlight the treeless clearing provides.

"Hello Moon," Piixie cheerfully said, "nice to see you again!"

The large creature, long ago dubbed 'Moon', bowed its head to meet the Knight and snuggled against them.

Piixie giggled at the bold show of affection. "Okay, okay, I missed you too old friend! Shall we be off then?"

Moon sniffed gently at the roast, then stopped nuzzling them and backed away a little. He lowered himself into the ground, and spread his wings down in that similar stair-like way for Piixie to climb on.

Piixie smiles a bit more at the familiar sight, and climbs onto Moon's wing until they reach his back.

Snug and secured, they hang onto his neck and say, "I'm ready."

Slowly, Moon flaps his ginormous wings and begins to hover his body above the forest floor a bit. A bit longer then necessary in order to dust away his footprints. After successfully leaving the ground, he puts more force into his wings and takes off above the trees. As he emerges, his reflective scales begin to shimmer and his deep blue scales begin to lighten up until they match the sky itself. He lifts his wings to cover Piixie, and sets off in their journey to his home.

Piixie doesn't spare much gaze to what's beneath them, as there is not much to see that they haven't seen before these past two months, and instead focused on the gentle beats of Moon's wings as he smoothly flew above the forest. They closed their eyes, not to fall asleep, but simply to let themselves endorse in the peace the clouds bring.

Almost as soon as it started, after what could have been hours but felt like seconds, their journey ended when Piixie felt Moon's wings slowly come to a halt and they feel him slowing down in his glides. He lowers himself before a giant cave, a faint yellow glow coming from the inside. Piixie wakes themselves up from their trance and slides off his back with the boar in hand. They walk inside with Moon behind them, watching the entrance to make sure that no one has followed them.

As they trudge along inside the cave, the yellow light inside begins to grow brighter and brighter, until at last, at the end, they are greeted with Moon's roommate and brother, dubbed 'Sun'.

Sun was similar to Moon in many ways, except his scales being a yellowish-gold in comparison to Moon's blueish-silver. Both boys had these cat-like eyes and spiky backs, only Sun had an array of what can only be described as "frills" around his head, like the rays of the sun, hence his nickname. Moon, on the other hand, had a large spike on the back of his head that reached a bit down his neck, giving him the appearance of wearing a nightcap of sorts. His nickname was based more off his coloring of the night sky, and also to be a foil to his counterpart's. Piixie thought it was quite clever.

One glaringly obvious detail on Sun was his leg. It was severely wounded, courtesy of the first Knight sent by the King to find these dragons and tear out one of their hearts. This one caught Sunny off guard while he was hunting and stabbed him in a tendon, luckily avoiding any arteries. Moon found him and quickly took care of him and took precautions to make sure this never happened again.

At first, he simply ate or killed anyone who came into the forest, but Sun was so distraught by this that Moon tried to uphold his brother's morals. Eating only those who wished to cause harm and simply hypnotizing those who wandered too close to their home. This went on for some time until they met Piixie.

Piixie is considered a great knight, coming from a long, long bloodline of knights who served their time's kings for as long as they lived. It was in their blood, the villagers said. It simply was who they were destined to be.

Piixie, for one, couldn't care less about destiny. During their sword practices, they found themselves daydreaming about fighting ghouls and trolls instead. When out exploring the forest (in the patches of groves, mind you, not the real thing), they would imagine worlds beyond, with fairies and fae. Of course, growing up to be put into such a serious career, they had to abandon such beliefs for sake of being a stoic, down-to-earth leader perfectly suited to be the King's most prized knight. Though sometimes they still catch themselves wondering, looking out into the trees, almost as if hearing the trees themselves call out to them.

They had this feeling when the king ordered them to go out in the forest to hunt some 'dragons', as silly as the whole thing was. Really, an entire dragon? From tales older than the kingdom probably was? Laughable, really. If it was such an obvious footprint, how come no one else had found one like it centries ago? And that would imply there's another dragon too, given the tales really are true. So overall, Piixie felt the whole ordeal was a ridiculous coping mechanism of the king who refused to accept his wife's passing.

Though, it would be a lie if they said they didn't feel something when they rode inside the forest on their horse, like the trees were calling to them again like when they were younger, as if the darkness welcomed them as they trudged deeper into the dark woods.

They tried to ignore these feelings but...something was there with them-

(Flashback)

Piixie had broken out of a trance and looked around to find themselves in a large clearing. They had forgotten how far they traveled to get here, and began to fear that they were hopelessly lost when a snap of a branch had caught their attention.

"Hello?" They asked. "Who's there? Identify yourself, fiend!"

A rumble, deep and powerful, was their only answer. Piixie felt no fear of the local bears or wolves, but something about that growl, so guttural and, dare they say, serious, had them clutching onto their sword a bit tighter than they were trained to. Another growl, this time somehow coming off as, commanding.

It wants you to come closer...

Piixie realized they knew exactly what this thing wanted, and that terrified them into stupor. They wouldn't budge, and strangely enough, their horse had been quiet as well.

Until they heard another growl, with a little more force than the last, and their horse was walking toward whatever was hiding in the shadows.

"Stop!" Cried Piixie, for they had broken out of stupor and were finally panicking,"Don't go near that thing!! Stop you stupid horse!"

Either the horse didn't hear them, or was ignoring their shouts in favor of whatever was calling them closer to this creature. Some kind of hypnosis? But what animal has that?

Piixie hopped off of the horse's back and tried to stand in front of it. But to no avail, it simply pushed Piixie along with it, closer and closer to the thing hidden in the shadows. Piixie hated the thought of having to leave this horse behind - they had watched him grow up to be a strong stallion, and favored him the most out of all of their steeds, but they would have to abandon their horse if it didn't stop -

A pause has Piixie tripping up. A resounding rumble is heard so closely, yet sounds so softly murmured. Their horse has stopped walking, and is simply standing in place now. Before them some leaves rustle, and a large, blue claw reveals itself. Slowly, a horned silhouette of a head rises from the darkness and looks into Piixie's eyes with larger, redder, glowing ones. Piixie had been going to reach for their sword, but was locked into a staring contest with this beast, and was put in a trance almost immediately.

They stayed like that, staring at each other, into each other, for what felt like forever, but was only, in fact, just short of a minute. This thing, was looking for something in Piixie, and while they would never have guessed what would happen if it found what it was looking for, they later become glad that it hadn't NOT found it.

The staring contest ends when the beast finally blinks, and it's eyes stop their peculiar glow. The silhouette moves forward, and in the light of no trees, it's true face is revealed.

A dragon.

Piixie screams, and falls onto their back while looking up at the ginormous, lizard-like head. All training went straight out of the window now that they were facing something completely out of their range of experience. They scrambled backwards and tried to get up and run, but then something grabbed them by their neck and lifted them into the air.

Piixie was downright terrified at this point and started crying, "Help, HELP! RELEASE ME YOU WICKED BEAST!"

But their cries were left unheard, and they found themselves being lifted higher and higher above the ground. They realized quite quickly they were getting farther and farther from the ground, and figured it be best to stop struggling against this large creature of myth's jaws for fear it should choose to drop them.

They could hear the thing beating it's wings, until finally, they lifted so far and so quickly off the ground Piixie felt like their organs were doing somersaults inside of them. They just narrowly avoided throwing up. Piixie tried to look up at the dragon, but then they were on the move, flying high above the trees and the clouds to god knows where. Piixie tried once again to look up at the dragon, it wasn't very easy due to the position they were grabbed. They could only see about a small glimpse of its face and eye, but it was looking straight ahead. Piixie figured it best not to disturb the beast, so they took a look below them to see if they could recognize the landscape in case they had to travel back by foot.

And the view was just...wow. Piixie had never seen the world like this. Metaphorically speaking, because of their upbringing and status, it felt like everything and everyone was beneath them in a way. But now, soaring high through the air, the even great trees were like ants to them, in big clutters below dominating the landscape like colonies of ants devouring a small animal. Piixie felt, welcome, in the sky, if that makes any sense. It certainly doesn't to them now. But just perhaps...there's a reason the beast has chosen to take them?

As Piixie marvels over the world they fly above, the dragon begins to slow its beats. They look where they are headed and find out why. A cave. A very, VERY, large cave. 'That must be where it lives' thought Piixie. They were beginning to get closer and closer to the ground until finally they felt the beast land. It lowered it's head and opened its jaws wide enough for Piixie to slip out of its grip and land with a thump in their back.

"Ouch!" Cried Piixie, "a little warning next time, you foul thing!" The dragon was unperturbed by this display, and gently nudged Piixie foward into the cave. "Okay, okay, I'll go. But don't try anything! I've still got my sword ready, you monster."

Piixie felt they should have put up more of a fight, but they were also very curious as to what could be inside that gargantuan cave and why the dragon brought them here. Perhaps to eat them inside? But why go through all the trouble when it could have eaten them back in the forest? Questions swirl around in Piixie's head and leave a bitter taste in their mouth as they trudge deeper into the cave, their only light source being the glowing eyes of the beast behind them. The walk feels long and they begin to feel tired, but the dragon doesn't give sign that it's okay to stop moving. So they continue on, until they begin to see a bright light. The closer they walk, the bigger and brighter the light shined. They walked toward they light until they came across, low and behold, a second dragon. A brighter one, in comparison to it's counterpart, with a yellow color scheme.

It suddenly occured to Piixie - these were the dragons of the tales. The Sollios and Lunengari dragons were right here in front of them. Should they attempt to take one of their hearts? Well, no, there was a very simple answer to that question - god no. They were not only certain that a single dragon was big enough to simply stomp on them, but to take on two at once would most certainly result in death. But what now? Here they were, in a deep, dark cave, alone with two great dragons of legend, with only a sword to defend themselves. Would they disappear like so many others before them? Would the king send more knights to eventually fail?

As Piixie questions the future, they notice the yellow dragon's leg has a huge gash in it. They figure one of the knights who never returned must have done that to the creature. It doesn't look infected, but the wound looked like it's been half-hazardly healing for some time now. Piixie walked closer to it, but was stopped by growling from the blue dragon. It seemed to not want them getting close to its...friend? Brother? Roommate? Best to be determined later.

"It's okay," Piixie says softly, "I'm not going to hurt them." They were curious to look closer at the injured creature.

The yellow one huffed and looked over at the blue one. A series of guffaws and chortles emit from its chest and then finally a soft rumbling, perhaps even a purr. The blue dragon in turn responded with it's own series of noises, ranging from quick hisses to soft growls that lowered into a deep grumbling. The yellow one repeated it's previous sounds, only with a few more urgent hisses added in. Blue looks between Piixie and it's companion. It huffs lightly in the two's direction and walks past them to deeper into the cave. Not too far though, because Piixie can still see it's red eyes glowing in the dark, watching them from inside that corridor.

Piixie, still wary, walks cautiously over to the wounded dragon and kneels down to look over its injury. The urge to feel its scales was there, but common sense to not do anything stupid prevented them from actually making direct contact with it. Yellow hadn't made any moves since Blue had left, watching Piixie closely, almost curiously. It didn't look like it held any fear of them. Piixie couldn't say the feeling was mutual.

It gave a gentle purr in Piixie's direction, perhaps to ease their mind. All they thought was 'is it trying to soothe me, or lull me into a false sense of security?' Indeed, Piixie was at a loss of what to do.

Again, it purrs at Piixie and this time, uses one of its wings to brush over it's leg. It's then Piixie realizes what the dragon wants.

'It's asking for help' they thought.

"Alright, one moment."

Piixie removed their chest armor and ripped off their shirt underneath it. They then ask the dragon in a timid voice, "Um, excuse me, but I need for you to lift your leg a little." Then they feel a little stupid, how was this thing supposed to understand what Piixie wanted?

Surprisingly, yellow understood perfectly, for it lifted its leg just high enough where Piixie could toss it over the side and rewrap it around.

"Thank you." Piixie said.

Piixie wraps up the leg and sits back down before the creature. Yellow looks over its crudely made bandages before giving a satisfied huff, and a series of sounds in its companion's direction. Piixie had almost forgotten about the other dragon, who was now walking towards them with more familiarity than before.

"Okay, um, I did a good job, right?" Piixie asked, "Now what?"

Blue sniffs its friend's bandaged wound, huffs a little at it, then turns and huffs directly in Piixie's face.

"Acck!" They exclaim. While wiping off the moisture and exclaiming how gross that was, Blue had walked back to where it was standing previously in the dark. Only now, its scales and eyes were glowing much brighter, like Yellow's. It gestures Piixie with a flick of its tail.

Piixie's no idiot, it wants them to follow it. Deeper into the cave, away from civilization that they know, probably never to be seen again. But...

...maybe that's not what this is?

The stories go that the Sollios and Lunengari dragons only killed those who disrespected their forest and meant great harm. Piixie had, for the most part, been quite respectful of their surroundings for most of their life. But they came to kill these dragons. Surely these beasts could tell a knight's armor apart from normal people by now? So why would they be spared?

Piixie thought about their daydreams, and how they thought the world they took place in could never have existed. They thought about how they felt they never fit in with anyone in their kingdom, how it seemed that no matter what, there was something about them that would stay apart from the rest. They thought about the dragons' myths, and how they compared to the real things before them. They thought about their mad king, and his grief-fueled quest to cheat death.

Piixie thought about all of these things, and realized that maybe there was a reason for them never belonging. And maybe, just maybe, these dragons could hold the key to the answer they seek.

Piixie finally stands up and brushes down their pants. They walk cautiously toward Blue, until they hesitate at the last moment. If they do this, there could be no turning back. Whatever they find back here could potentially change their life forever. But when they look into Blue's eyes, those red, mysterious eyes that hold so many tales of old, Piixie's resolve is found.

"Okay," they go, "I'm ready. Let us go."

(Flashback ends)

It's been quite some time since all that, and Piixie wasn't lying, their life had changed quite a lot.

"Alright, time to eat!" Piixie shouted as they held the roast up high for their friends to eat. The boys were way ecstatic at being brought cooked food. Moon tried to lean and take a bite first but Piixie laughed and turned it away from him.

"Here," Piixie said. They ripped off the front two legs of the boar and the two back legs. "One of each, for both of you!"

Piixie tossed the boys their respective pieces of meat and they both gave huffs of approval, then softly growled for more. Piixie chuckled a bit and turned the roasted boar on its back and split open it's stomach in half. They tore the two sides completely apart and split the organs into even piles based on what the boys are particular to. They didn't bother to remove any fat or bones. The dragons will just swallow them whole and get mad when good food is wasted.

"Alright, so Moonie gets the livers, the pancreas, large intestines, and a lung, Sunny gets the kidneys, bladder, small intestines, and the other lung. And I don't feel to much like carving the head into two, so I'll just keep it for myself." They declared. The boys, while a little upset at the lack of brains being split, displayed themselves as satisfied as they dug into their respective piles.

"Good feastings to you Sun, and good feastings to you Moon!"

Piixie sat down and watched their friends gobble the piles of meat while also eyeing the parts they purposely left out of the pile. The head, and of course, the still heart of the animal.

Once the two brothers finished eating their share, they looked at Piixie with expectant glances. Piixie, already used to this part of their little routine, picks up the heart, and stands up. Moon and Sun get up from their crouching to follow behind. Sun still walked with a bit of a limp, but he managed to move around just fine. The boys heal quickly, as Piixie noted earlier in their friendship. They walk deeper into the cave with the boys not far behind them. They don't fear getting lost as much as they used to, so they lead the way today to a chamber as far into the cave as possible where no light apart from the ones the boys emit could ever be seen.

They walk until they see a stupendous structure in the center. But they know it is not a structure by now.

Piixie kneeled before the old skeleton, and lowered the heart of the roast before its skull. Piixie and the dragons all bowed their heads, a silent pay of respects to the fallen brethren before them.

The story tells of a knight taking a dragon's heart and using it to save his loved one from death's clutches. What it doesn't tell is the story of the dragon who loved that person all the much more than the knight could ever comprehend, who allowed the knight to rip out his heart to save the one person he came to love most. And by allowing them to eat his heart, would let him live on inside of them forever.

Piixie finally raises their head, and says, "Good feastings, greatest grandfather Eclipse."

As they say these words, a pulse inside of themselves vibrates through the whole room.

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chaos-is-my-lifeblood · 1 year

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I feel like Zuko would be such a fun character to stick in a time loop, just by virtue of *gestures at his whole personality*. He just... never gives up. And is, emotions-wise, an absolute mess. (at least, pre-switching-sides. which is the more fun version.)

There ofc is the angsty option of ‘Zuko captures Aang and takes him back and then NOPE NO HOME FOR YOU’, which now that I’ve written that is admittedly tempting for the purpose of making Zuko even more despairing -> more desperate -> brittle facade of angery over Emotional Mess. But also, I am in the mood for crack rn, so.

- Loop starts at North Pole, when Zuko’s monologuing at an unconscious Aang. Aang is also in the time loop, and actually Zuko does not like this whole time loop thing because now Aang is CONVINCED this is a message from the spirits that Zuko is important, somehow. Zuko now has status ‘kidnapping target’. Katara and Sokka are confused.

- Loop starts in Ba Sing Se. It is a perfectly ordinary day. It is a perfectly ordinary day. It is a perfectly ordinary day. Zuko is suffering because perfectly ordinary days are already boring enough, and now there isn’t even any variety?? And he can’t talk to Uncle about it, because Uncle would probably be happy, and- Well. There’s a feral Zuko loose in Ba Sing Se, whose already nonexistent self-preservation has dipped into the negatives. And this would be everyone else’s problem if time would work, damn it

- (oh whoops angst again my hand slipped-) Roguelike-style fic where Zuko has been captured and brought to the middle of enemy (Zhao or Northern WT or Dai Li or- well, there’s a lot of options, take your pick) territory. He manages to break out before fully secured, but he’s still surrounded by enemies, and he may be great at fighting but it only takes one mistake for him to be, ah, returned to the beginning of the time loop.

- Version of ^ that: Zuko on Azula’s ship (like after Invasion of the North, except Uncle isn’t there for whatever reason.) Probably lots of loops pass before Zuko even realizes it’s a trap, and ofc Azula also has to be in the time loop. So much sibling bonding/sibling psychological torture/attempted fratricide!! Could also be funny if the crew were also in the time loops so nobody even thinks it’s a loop at first. Eventual slice of life crew, Princess, and prisoner Prince if the crew does know.

- Zuko pissed off a spirit at some point during his banishment, and now he’s just... living the same few years over and over. Being 14 again sucks. Featuring Spirit Shenanigans, exploration, and whatever the hell Zuko’s psyche becomes after several years as a 14-16 year old.

#atla

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andypartridges · 2 years

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when u get this u have to put 5 songs 🎵 u actually listen to, publicly. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool)✨

ok i'm using this as an excuse to share 5 cleaners from venus songs bc they are truly all i've been listening to in the past month

i can't stop (holding on) - the song that got me into them earlier this year !! i was at a courtney barnett concert in march and the venue played this over the speakers while we were waiting for her to come on. i have never been so swiftly enamoured with a jangle pop song in my life

corridor of dreams - sad boy hours time !!!!!! the lyric 'i traveled 'round the world and i never really had a home / and the one thing i learned was i never want to be alone' makes me want to pass away and sue martin newell for emotional compensation

wivenhoe bells (ii) - idk how martin managed to capture the exact mood of walking down an english street on a sunday, but this is litch rally it. it feels like i'm back living with my grandma again. like this song feels so quintessentially english, and the cleaners from venus are already as aggressively british as they come

the jangling man - truly one of the most songs of all time. it is, as the name suggests, very jangly !! i have this song on repeat at all times and i think it is driving everyone within a 5km radius of me up the fucking wall

summer in a small town - i have never put more effort into sounding english than when i sing the line 'i'm not living here, honest!' from this song. i can't wait to actually listen to this in summer bc rn in australia it is the middle of winter and freezing

other faves bc idc have some more - drowning butterflies, ilya kuryakin looked at me, the mercury girl, clara bow

thank u for sending me this chain mail anon and giving me an excuse to be annoying about my interests <333

#answered #idk if i can be bothered to send this to ppl but pls come talk to me abt the cleaners from venus <3 #it's been a few months & im still getting into them but they are genuinely all i listen to anymore

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courtofmatchups · 1 year

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Hello!! I saw that your matchups were open, so may it be alright if I ask for one? You're free though to pass on this if you want to, no pressure ^ ^. But if you'll do my matchup, can I ask that you exclude Guy and Jasper as potential matchups? I am very uncomfortable about them because of their personalities. Thank you, and I hope this won't be too much for me to ask!!

My pronouns are she/her and I'm (although i'm still questioning, they're what I feel the most comfortable with rn) heteroromantic and aego + demisexual. My zodiac sign is also cancer and mbti is INFJ.

For my personality, when I'm around strangers or acquaintances, I'm pretty shy and awkward. I stay quiet most of time and have difficulty socializing because I tend to stick to the sidelines. But I've been told that when I do talk, I'm rather friendly. And sometimes, I've been approached by people on comfort and/or advice regardless if we're close or not. This happens because I've been described as kind and empathetic, which helps in these kinds of situations. However, it's hard getting to know me because I'm reserved and private. But once I do open up, I hesitate less to be more playful and doting. While I'm mellow and sweet most of the time, I will tease when I'm in the mood. On the downside though, I am a major overthinker and perfectionist. I also struggle with revealing my more negative emotions because I'm more used to dealing with them by myself.

For hobbies and interests, I love reading, listening to music, (especially musicals) playing games, and occasionally writing as well. My likes are books, cats, and music, while dislikes are horror, malicious deceit, and arrogance.

As for my love languages, it's mainly quality time and words of affirmation. Physical affection is the one I use the least because I'm not really touchy and I only do it around close friends or family. Strangers and acquaintances are an absolute no.

I'm really sorry if this was too long, I hope it wasn't too annoying to deal with. Thank you so much for doing my matchup, and take care!! I wish you good luck with all of your endeavors <33

It looks like you've captured the heart of

The Loyal Maladroit

Tino Maes

(AN: sorry this took so long. I had a lot of stuff going on 😳. Also, you not wanting to be paired with Guy or Jasper is SO based)

If there is anything this man loves about you it is your kindness. When you first met, Tino recognized how uncomfortable you looked when you first came to the Royal Academy of Concordia. A new school life is a daunting situation, but Tino was willing to go out of his way to help you out. At the time, it was simply out of the base-level kindness in his heart, but as he grew closer to you, he could see that you were getting more and more comfortable around him. He was relieved to know this, yes, but he also can't help but feel... Drawn to you? Lynt has told him that you were often willing to help your colleagues out if they asked you. Tino had the chance to see this for himself when his master went missing and you helped him out, after calming him down somewhat.

Tino loves that your love languages involve physical touch and words of affirmation. Any time you decide to show him physical affection, he will absolutely melt. He understands how uncomfortable you feel with giving that to people you don't deem close to you, and knowing that you feel comfortable around him is a wonderful privilege. He will turn the tables on you if you ever have a bad day, though. Tino would be heartbroken to know how badly your overthinking afflicts you, and there is nothing like your paramour holding you while reminding you of what a good job you've been doing

Speaking of which...

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Today was NOT your day. Too much had gone wrong in the past week, starting from a failed potion to your increasing dip in energy. The failed potion really did a number on your ego, and the thoughts racing in your head seemed like won't stop any time soon. With a heavy sigh, you plopped face down onto your bed. You lay there for a few minutes when you heard a knock at your door.

"(Anon) are you in here?"

That was Tino's voice.

"Come in"

"I noticed you seemed down, and I got worried for you. What troubles you so?"

Tino sure was perceptive, and you couldn't help but feel grateful. With a deep breath, you told him everything. As you finished, Tino wrapped his arms around you

"So this week has not been in your favour. You mustn't forget about all you've achieved. You are a wonderful student, and perhaps this is just a sign that you need some rest."

"Thank you"

"I'm glad I could be of service"

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#court of matchups #court of darkness #court of darkness x reader #tino maes #tino maes x reader

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shenashygans · 1 year

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THE SUNDAY CURRENTLY -11-

Good morning! It's still morning, right? How was your week? Lemme summarise mine. Because it's Sunday today!!! Another TSC by yours truly~

Writing

The Sunday Currently! Idk if this is really my 11th TSC post. I forgot? I promise to write longer than last week. But I can't promise that I will do it today :) So how was your week? Mine is.. meh. It's been pretty calm. Which is good!

Feeling

Cold! I was up (5th floor) and out (the podium) earlier to capture the sunrise. And Goddddd. What a view. What. A. View. Always worth the wait! But I think I was waiting for a good 10-mins out in the cold, morning air. It's fine. I got to see the sunrise for the first time this year. I always see it when it's up already kasi.

Loving

My beautiful sunrise & sunset shots! It became my morning & afternoon routine when I found out someone likes seeing them. But I mostly, those shots are for myself. It reminds me to be thankful that I get to see the sun every day. Oh, the litol things~

Wanting

To quit my job. I know, I know. I've been saying this a million times. But I want to quit, and find a new one here. I know, I know. I told myself that I will go home after quitting. But as a balisang Gemini.. idk idk. Let's just cross the bridge when we get there, I guess?

Needing

To have a general check-up. Suki na ako sa hospital last year. This year din ata siguro? Chzz. UAE's healthcare facilities are chef's kiss, but why am I still scared going there? Huhu. Too afraid on what they'd find wrong with me? Too scared to catch something when I visit there? Ahhh

Smelling

Myself. I'm wearing my Santal 33 dupe perfume. The spaghetti my colleague made for us. The burger my other colleague made for us. So I'm smelling mostly food rn :))

Wearing

My (not complete) uniform. And shorts. Maybe that's why I'm feeling cold?

Listening

To the sound of the leaf blower. It's too early to be this loud. The songs I've been listening to, well, the playlist are from Peej Radio and Ben&Ben Radio. I love discovering new/old songs/artists.

Wishing

To call someone and talk their ears off. But life is shitty, and you really can't get what you want. Wishing for more better days for me, the people around me, and the people I care about.

Hoping

That my immune system won't let me down this year. Almost done with the first month.. so far, so good. I hope (and I pray) that all will be healthy this 2023 🙏🏻

Thinking

On what to do on my day off? Should I just go to Dubai? Tapos uwi din agad. Nag-sayang lang ako ng oras 🤣 should I get a driver's license here? Saan naman ako kukuha ng pera? ChZz.

Reading

I'm still on a reading slump. Idk. I binged read Freida's books and stopped abruptly. Maybe this is my mind saying, "tama na kabaliwan muna" :))

Watching

Coco! Yes, I know. I've watched this too many times. I'm watching Weak Hero Class, too. Maybe, The Glory next or Reborn Rich. Depends on my mood. I'm still waiting on Hobi my love so sweet's docu on Disney+ next month! Time for me to download it hehehe

Eating

Mostly veggies, fish, seafoods, and fruits! It's because we're trying to eat healthy. Well, my roomie is trying to be healthy. Damay damay daw. But I'm eating istapeggy & burger right now. And it's delicious! We tried Pani Puri for the first time, too! SOBRANG SARAP DI KO MAEXPLAIN. I want more, that's for sure.

See? I can post naman weekly if I remember it. Have a great week ahead! See y'all next week ☺️

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straighttohellbuddy · 2 years

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I AM YET AGAIN COMING TO SCREAM HOW MUCH I LOVE HOUR WRITING SND HOW MUCH IT MAKES ME WANT TO CHOMP MY ARM OFF /POS. I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH AND THE LATEST FIC HAD ME BEAMING. ITS AHHHHHH just the sweet slice of life moments captured, the layout the introduction the kfjsjdjshdhebi love it and you okay. -🐈‍⬛

BLACK CAT I LOVE YOU WITH MY WHOLE HEART IVE MISSED POSTING FICS!! I'm very soft about that Wilbur fic, I enjoy how I've chosen to present all the moments so you can get the sense of how they're both pinning for each other in their own way, how the reader is growing more comfortable in their new life and how Wilbur is going out of his way to low-key prioritise the reader while still balancing his streams. And how their worlds come together in the last two vignettes in ways that make sense (reader feeling at home with Will and meeting Phil & Kristen / Will and reader announcing their relationship together on stream) . Ahhhh it's very soft and I'm in love.

But also I'm in a place rn where I'm able to properly do a bit of writing, and I'd like to try and post each day in October, or post an equivalent number of fics (or parts of fics) for all 31 days. So there's a Dream fic that was requested AGES ago that will be posted in the next few hours since I'm cleaning out my drafts. Hopefully another 3-4 in the next day or so. I know that's strange to go from nothing to an overabundance, but I'm vibing and I want to post while I'm feeling productive.

So I'm looking at my drafts, yes, but also I'll be going through my inbox for requests and I'm happy to take requests as well!!

But yeah sorry for rambling I'm just in a chattery writey mood!! Dream fic upcoming!!

#black cat anon #your local homosexual with no chill #we fell in love in october event

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simplyblonnd · 1 year

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August- James Potter

A/N: There will be a part 2 for sure but it will be more inspired by Betty.

Aummary: idk if you have listened to august by taylor swift you know what its about, if you havent go listen to it rn😤.

Warnings: angst, angst, mentions of sex, betrayal.

You woke up feeling restless after a sleepless night, tangled in sheets that made it impossible to get up. For days, a thought had been haunting you, and now you had finally decided to talk to James about it.

You made your way to the kitchen, the sheets draped around you like a dress. James was cooking pancakes and dancing to Abba. You leaned against the doorframe, trying to capture a mental image of him since you knew this would be one of the last times you would see him like this.

You and James had spent the entire summer together at his house while the rest of your gang went to different places for the season. Your parents couldn't afford to send you away, and James' parents had gone to Italy to be with some friends, leaving you both alone. Things happened and led to other things, and you ended up spending half of August in his bed, kissing, having sex, and making love. It was a summer to remember, but you wished it had happened under different circumstances.

"Rise and shine, darling," he greeted you, but you only nodded in response.

James noticed your strange mood and decided to inquire about it, something you wished he hadn't done.

"Hey, what's going on?" he asked, taking your hand. You couldn't take it anymore and pulled your hand away, standing up.

"How can you do this? How can you act so nonchalant about cheating on Betty for a whole month? We're going to see her next week, and you're just going to act like nothing ever happened?"

James was astonished. He knew that what he had been doing was wrong, but he didn’t know you cared about it that much. His state of shock quickly changed to anger. You were blaming him for something you were also involved in.

“Look, I know that what I've done is wrong, but how is it only my fault?! You were also involved if you remember last night's events,” he retorted.

“I know! And what, you think I don't regret it? That I don't regret anything we've done this summer? Of course, I do! I never wanted to betray Betty, but I did, and it's done! But at least I'm aware of it and I regret it. I don't think you do, you know!” You were screaming and crying now, gripping tightly to the sheets so they wouldn't slip off.

“Like when you kissed me that night in July, what I wanted to do was push you off and tell you to stop. But it's not easy to do that when you've been waiting for it your whole life for it to happen. And when you called me to meet you behind the mall the next day, I just didn't know what to do, so I went. And then all of this started."

The room fell silent as James and you both stood still, neither of you making a move. "I'm packing my stuff and going home. My parents are waiting for me," you finally spoke, breaking the silence.

Those were the last words James heard from you before seeing you at the pub in Hogsmeade where you had all decided to hang out before starting your last year at Hogwarts.

As you walked in, you saw everyone already there, sitting at a double table that was still too small to fit all of you, but none of you cared. You were finally reunited after not seeing each other for months.

"So, who's going to be the delightful one to invite me for a butterbeer?" Sirius said with a smug smile.

"No one, but us girls will order since we have so much to catch up on," Lily announced, silently stealing Padfoot's wallet, forcing Betty, Dorcas, Marlene, and you to go with her.

"So, what have you been up to this summer, y/n? We haven't heard from you at all?" Betty asked with the sweetest smile you had ever seen. You wanted to hate her, but she made it impossible.

Suddenly, all of the girls' eyes were on you, making it impossible for you to breathe. "Umm, yeah, not much. I hung out with James some days, but, like, yeah, not much, hehe," you said, noticing them giving you weird looks.

Just then, the bell rang, and a blonde-haired girl entered the store. Inez. She had been seeing Peter before school ended, and none of you expected them to still be together.

She was a bit annoying and nosy, but you and Betty were the only ones who could stand her. When she saw you, she marched towards your table.

"Hello, girls! How have you been? Must I say that all of you look amazing?" she said, trying to sound polite.

After ordering and taking the drinks, you all joined the boys at their table. Taking you sits you all started to talk about what you have done this summer, sharing stories and just having a good time, well, at least them. The air between you and James was as awkward as it could be. After a while it became too much so you decided to stand up and go to the bathroom.

As you stared at your reflection in the bathroom mirror, you couldn't help but notice the bags under your eyes. Had any of what you did this summer been worth it? The thought gnawed at you, but you pushed it aside, taking a deep breath to calm yourself. As you walked out of the bathroom, you suddenly bumped into James's frame, and before you could run, he pushed you back inside.

"Y/n, we need to talk," James said, his tone serious, but his eyes soft with exhaustion.

"James, no, we don't," you replied, backing away from him as he advanced. "We talked about this already. You need to talk with Betty, not me."

"But y/n, please, just hear me out," James pleaded. "I meant everything I said this summer, and I..."

"Hear you out? James, I gave everything I had to you this summer," you said, your voice shaking with emotion. "I canceled my plans if you called, I spent my days watching your back beneath sun. Do you even remember any of the conversations we had when I pulled up in my car to your house? I was nothing to you, just someone to pass the time. And it seems Betty is too. If you keep chasing both of us, you'll lose the one, and that's Betty, as much as it pains me to admit it. So please, just leave me."

With that, you walked to the door, holding back tears. When you opened it, Inez was there, and you were too overwhelmed to care if she had heard the conversation. You made up an excuse and left, not wanting to be in the same room as James any longer.

#James #Potter #James Potter #James Potter imagine #James imagine #Potter imagine #hogwarts #maurauders #August #Betty

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miguels-talons · 4 years

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may i present to you: a picture of myself that my friend took of me laying face first on the ground of a playground

#it captures my mood of life rn #i just wanna lay down and #yeah #wow i talk

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elzielii · 3 years

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coffee with milk 🤎🤍 https://www.instagram.com/p/CQzEP-mgJB9/?utm_medium=copy_link

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moxfirefly · 3 years

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I know I'm the most annoying thing in your life rn but please if and when you do leos one bed trope let it smut, I want honour boy unraveling 😫

Listen you are one of my favorite people on this planet, I adore you, I love seeing you in the inbox, please continue to do so, you make my day.

And you asked for it so you shall receive.

One bed trope but it gets s a u c y, with our blue boi.

Rated Explicit (18+ only)

Fifteen minutes ago he had been so confident about this.

As the night came to a close and everyone settled into bed, you had been left without a place to sleep. Leo had offered to share his bed, it had been such a normal nonchalant thing that rolled out of his mouth.

But as he sat in bed, pretending to read and not trying to bruise his cornea while you brushed out your locks, this had quickly turned into the worst idea ever. When you turned in your baggy sleep shirt, hair so shiny and perfect, maybe this wasn’t the worst idea. You climbed in next to him with a happy glimmer in your eyes, there was a small bottle of lotion in your hands, you had squeezed a dollop onto each legs and began to run it into your skin.

He followed the motion, he felt light headed.

Worst, best, what were words again?

“What are you reading?” You asked while massaging the lotion onto the soles of your feet.

Leo eyed his ignored book, had he been reading?

“Are you going to make fun of me?” He smiled when you laughed softly.

“I mean, is it something about some samurai man on a quest?” You raised a brow at him, hair cascading down your features. Leo wondered just what life was thinking about when it took its time to make you. The raise at the corner of your lips as you had him pegged so easily.

“A journey, a journey isn’t the same as a quest” He corrected, mock annoyance in his voice.

“Oh excuse me, wasn’t aware I was discussing with Don here” You lifted your hands, making a face that only made his cheeks hurt from how much he was smiling. Your sense of humor has been something that captured him, the sound of your laughter was one of the sweetest and most comforting noises he’d ever heard.

You pulled the covers over the two of you, Leo set his book aside and turned the small lamp off.

Another round of muffled laughter occurred when the two of you laid on your sides and faced one another, it was comically synchronized.

“Well, I think this is the part where we play some sleep over game” Leo smiled, hand at the back of his head to untie his mask. The blue tails flowed briefly before he set it safely on his night table. You instantly caught sight of the scar on his eye. Scars had never been a problem for you, but something about this one saddened you.

He could’ve lost his eye.

“You ever get scared when you use your katanas? I don’t trust myself with a butter knife” You tried to lighten the mood not wanting to linger on such thoughts. Blue eyes genuinely pondered your question, he shook his head. “Feels like second nature by now, an extension of my arms, I trust my hands” He extended an arm to emphasize his point, the muscle of his forearm a little hypnotic to you.

Leo watched your eyes run the length of his arm, tired little blinks making their way to his chest plates. He felt a little bit of pride oddly enough, he quite liked having your gaze on him. Indulging he watched your hair all tousled on his pillow, a makeshift halo with a scent that left him just a tad intoxicated. He found your hair to be one of his favorite things, how you could tie it intricate ways, let it fall freely just above your shoulders. He so badly wanted to thread his fingers through it.

He swallowed before timidly pinching a small lock, curling it around a digit.

You smiled.

“Wanna play with my hair? Helps me fall asleep faster anyways” It was an invitation to continue and Leo felt as if his whole body could scream with joy because if this little strand felt that soft, the rest must be even better. Turning away from him, you backed up a little ways more so he could tentatively run his palm over the back of your head. “Would you think it’s weird that I’m sort of… fascinated by hair?” It was above a whisper but the tinge of embarrassment was in his tone, you bit your lip.

“Why do you like it so much?” You asked with a content sigh when his fingertips found your scalp and scratched briefly before combing out the length with an innocent tug.

Your thighs clenched.

You backed up a little more than you expected.

Leo swallowed, your small frame so close him, your hair could tickle his snout if he ducked down just so.

“I don’t know, I just remember seeing it and liking it and…this is embarrassing but April’s hair smelled really good when I first met her” The two of you shared another quiet stifled laugh. He wanted so badly to bury his face in your hair to quiet his laughs, maybe wrap an arm around you and keep you close.

“I can’t blame you, April’s shampoo is amazing”

“Yours is better”

The words were out before he processed them and if he could’ve gotten red face he would’ve. You smirked triumphantly as his words, Leo thought he was good at hiding his feelings from you but you had a keen eye for this.

It didn’t hurt that his pretty blues often betrayed him the most.

“You like how my hair smells?” It was soft, no malice or disgust behind the question. You spoke it over your shoulder, felt the inhale that Leo took and sadly couldn’t see how he bit his lip when that scent invaded his nostrils.

“…I do, yeah” He swallowed, trying to clear insecurity from his throat.

You reached back and he was fully prepared to have you seize his movements on your locks but was more pleasantly shocked when you wrapped his arm around your waist and scooted back against his hard chest.

Oh.

Your back was-

Oh your rear can probably-

There was a six second delay where he felt he forgot how to even breath, you had snuck his arm further up to snuggle it but the feel of his scales had distracted you to run feathery touches on his forearm. He breathed a little hard, tried to steady himself but between a small strand flying and falling on his face and his forearm against your chest and your lips at the tips of his fingers-

Wait you were kissing his fingers.

“What else do you like about me, Leo?” You asked in the quiet of the room, hands playing with his own.

The gentle rise of your chest paled to his rapidly quickening one.

Did you know?

Your rear pressed just a little harder against his clothed crotch. The light teasing movement making him lick his too suddenly dry lips. “Tell me, Leonardo, what else do you like?” You asked the question against the palm of his had and the way his name bounced of your lips, god he was going to get hard. “Your skin, it’s beautiful… your lips, your hands…your thighs” He was breathless, the gentle rocking against him proving enough to make his mind turn into actual goo. You kissed his palm before pressing it against your clothed breast, assured him with a squeeze that he could touch.

“I trust your hands too” Oh fuck, oh fuck he gripped your breast and gently squeezed, even with a layer to hide them he could feel how soft it was. He felt your hand find the back of his head and urged him closer, closer to your hair where he greedily buried his snout and felt soft strands tickle his face.

“Can- can I feel you?” How was he out of breath, this was happening fast but god, you nodded and bunched up your shirt in the front for him touch your naked chest. He felt the delicate but hard pebbles of your nipples. How many times had he pictured this? How many times had he dreamt about this? Touched himself to the visual of you, the sounds of you?

Here he was flesh and blood, touching the skin he dreamt of marking. Feeling your rear rub against his hardening cock. Making little breathy noises when he pinched your skin and caressed it.

You felt him getting hard, wanted to taste him so badly. How’d you dreamt about this moment, wrecking him into a shivering and moaning mess.

“Leo…” You moaned his name.

You moaned his fucking name.

He nipped at your shoulder, the skin red where his teeth sunk in to bring yet another moan from you.

You could feel the length of him, hard and big, shit he was big and this was very unplanned. “Touch me…here” You guiding his hand to the front of your underwear which was already sopping, fuck you were this wet because of him?

“Are you sure? You want me?” His voice was strained but only because he felt you push harder against his aching cock.

You nodded and went a little wide eyed when he yanked your underwear down, you kicked the rest off with the sheet as well. Now Leo could see your bare rear working against him, feel his fingertips at your pubic bone and a shuddering breath you both let out when he pressed a finger into your folds. You quivered, you honest to god quivered and Leo wanted to put that into his memory box and revisit it forever. “Here, right here” You adjusted his hand, pressed his finger to your sensitive nub and rode his hand. “Oh fuck” That had been his breathy quiet reply, you grinned.

You touched his thigh’ grasped at the length of his shorts and motioned for him to pull them down with a hasty movement of your fingers. Temporarily losing his touch was awful but when he pushed his shorts as far as need be and felt his thick cock against your rear, it was worth the wait. “I don’t have any-“ What were words?! He had no patience for words, but he knew his size could be tricky. “In between my thighs, oh god Lee just slide yourself in between my thighs” He would give up an arm to see your face right about now, to have your repeat that and bore into his soul with ache and desire.

Leo did as instructed, the slick of your arousal providing a warm and wet barrier and when you closed your thighs around his member it took actual prayer for him to not cum undone. His palm stayed on your hip, keeping the friction just right, his other arm going a little numb at the contorted angle slid beneath you to keep you close to him.

He thrusted.

He left a colorful assortment of cuss words against your shoulder.

You couldn’t help but grin, feeling how desperate the energy was right now but how calculated his moves had become. Somewhat turning your head to see his features a little bit better, you rested a hand on his chin. “Move, it’s ok, move” You knew he wasn’t going to last long but that blissed out look was enough to encourage him to fall apart. He moved against you, the slick of your thighs, the precum that dribbled down them, your hand close to his lips…

Your eyes perfectly on his own.

Mouth open in a moan as the length of him caught your clit just right. The grip he had on your thigh was becoming a little tough but that was the least of anyone’s concerns right now. The bed could be heard moving and in the dead like quiet of the Lair you wondered if anybody had woken up and put two and two together.

Leo felt hot and sweaty, your skin was equally sweaty and flushed, it didn’t help that the shirt was still awkwardly bunched up at your chest but he loved catching glimpses of your chest when he rocked himself against you, nothing prepared him for how feral he could feel when he saw the tip of his cock disappear between your thighs. With a blissed out grin you whispered, “Good boy” and fell against the sheets unable to hold the angle and desperate to get off. His mouth hung in a silent moan, those words just hit him too hard.

Leo watched your fingers find your folds and start to rub at your nub. That did him in, his hips stuttered and god he wanted to watch you so badly. It took every resolve in him to not moan out loudly as he came, most of it shooting onto the sheets while the last few spurts dribbled down your thighs.

So much, it was so much.

“Oh fuck-“ You bit your lip and shook as your release overtook you, head thrown back against him, he watched you come apart in the most beautiful display he couldn’t of dreamt up himself. He felt the full body shiver, the shake of your thighs encasing his spent cock, the stiffness as you rode it all out. He held you through it all, let the waves of pleasure crash against his body.

He buried his face in the sweaty strands of your hair, hand hovering over your core and the warmth it radiated had him drunk.

You felt his hand caress you there, shy touches to oversensitive flesh. When you felt a finger rub a circle around your slick release, prod at your entrance teasingly, well you knew that the night hadn’t ended.

And you trusted his hands very much so.

#ask #supershiny raven #fanfic tropes #tmnt bayverse #tmnt leonardo x reader #leo tmnt #leonardo tmnt #tmnt leo #tmnt leonardo #leonardo x reader #tmnt leo x reader #leo x reader #Leonardo #Leo #ns*w

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strxwberrylemonxde · 2 years

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HQ Boys When You're On Your Period

Featuring: Ushijima, Tsukishima, Oikawa, Kenma

Genre: Comfort w/ a splash of crack

Warning: None

Word Count: 1.20k

A/N - Dear god this one took a bit to post. This one was a little self-indulgent but was so funny to write. This will be one of the last posts I make before I take like a one to two-week hiatus since final exams are coming up for me soon, so enjoy these little headcanons while I'm crying over studying for said exams! I'm still learning how to capture each character's personality so I'm so sorry if this is trash 💀

This man will give you the biggest and warmest cuddle session you have ever had in your entire life

Ushijima is just so l a r g e, there’s no way this man isn’t warm

Cuddling up to him will literally cure your period cramps

Like he’s just a walking heating pad at this point

In the beginning, I feel like, for the most part, he’s not really sure how to help

I don’t think he’s that dense that he doesn’t know what a period is, I think he has a general understanding of them but doesn’t understand how bad the symptoms can get

Like, you could be curled up on the bed, tears streaming down your face, a stabbing pain shooting through your uterus, and nausea and discomfort just ripping through you

And he’ll be standing on the side of the bed just patting your back awkwardly

But once you kind of explain to him how bad they can be, he kind of just starts to pick up on it

He may be a little dense at times, but he’s definitely a quick learner

He will ABSOLUTELY give you tummy rubs when your stomach is being a little baby-back [redacted]

Like I said earlier, he is just w a r m!! So his hand is bound to be warm too

Now take that, and imagine him humming to you to get you to fall asleep while he’s rubbing your tummy

After he lulls you to sleep, I feel like he’d leave some medicine and a glass of water for you to wake up to

He doesn’t want you to fall asleep or wake up in pain or discomfort

If you happen to stain the sheets, Ushijima will not bat an eye

He knows its normal so he’ll just gently wake you up, telling you that he prepared a warm shower/bath for you to clean yourself up in

And while you’re in the bathroom, he’ll change the sheets and get you a fresh pair of clothes for you, leaving them on the bed for you to find

If you feel embarrassed about staining the sheets, he’s not gonna understand why

“Embarrassed? Why? These things are normal, are they not?”

Sweet boy just wants to take care of his baby, and that’s what he’s gonna do

As much as he seems like he doesn’t care

He does

In my Tsukishima brain-rotted brain, deep down, I believe Tsukishima Kei hates seeing you in pain

Like wholeheartedly

I’m saying this with my entire chest rn, he hates seeing you like this

When he sees you curled up in the bed, fetal position, with your head tucked into your knees, on the inside his heart is slowly cracking

Of course, this kind of translates to “What’s up with you” in that kind of annoyed tone he always has

And when you kind of just grunt in response, he rolls his eyes and lays next to you

He’ll beckon you to lay closer to him and he will give you head scratches

If your period is giving you a headache, his head massages will ease you to sleep easily

And while you’re asleep? He’ll make or buy your favorite meal and buy some strawberry shortcake to share with you

He’ll let you sleep for a while before waking you up

He knows you feel like absolute trash, so letting you sleep in was the least he could do

“Hey sleepyhead, get up. I bought food”

If you’re dealing with mood swings, he knows how to calm you down

He could leave kisses on the top of your head

Or begrudgingly cuddle with you on the couch while watching your favorite movie

Either way, he’ll always find a way to defuse your mood swings

While his face and tone may say otherwise, his actions are sweet and tender, but of course, he’s not gonna admit that

Although Tsukki can be a little cold-hearted on the outside, his heart is always gonna be soft for you

He’s the most dramatic out of all of them

But he uses his dramatics as an excuse to take care of you

“I can’t have my poor Y/N suffer like this, it just breaks my poor little heart”

“You mean the same little heart that wanted to set Ushijima’s farm on fire?”

“😐😑😐”

Anything you need, Oikawa is out to get it

You need more pads? Tampons?

He’s out the house and to the store in 2 seconds flat

And you don’t even need to ask for snacks cus he’d buy them either way

He’ll buy you all of your favorite snacks and drinks without even having to be asked

He’s the type to spoil you on your period to make you feel better

Whatever you want, he’s there to provide it

This man looks like the biggest simp to the rest of his team

And he doesn’t even care because “my precious Y/N isn’t feeling well, I have to be a caring boyfriend and nurse them back to health”

Meanwhile, you’re literally on the sideline watching like 🧍‍♂️

I’m not joking when I say this man will treat you like glass

Maki definitely convinced him that people with periods shed their skin and he prepared everything for that to happen 💀

As funny as that was to you, you had to explain

Maki had to run 20 laps that day

His heart was in the right place though! He just wants his love to be as comfortable as possible during this time of the month

Kenma’s gonna find subtle ways to make you feel better

If you’re feeling nauseous, he will make you some tea and leave it on your nightstand for you

If your head starts to hurt, he’ll leave a few aspirin pills and some water

And if you’re laying in bed by yourself, he will crawl up next to you and lay with you, an arm draped over your body comfortably

If you so wished to, he will take a nap with you as well

He’s not gonna make a big deal out of it either

Out of all of them, I think Kenma is the one who knows what to do when you’re on your period

Like, he knows how your body functions in and out, like clockwork

Throughout your relationship, he’s been very perceptive of how you act and what your body does

And in turn, he knows the right ways to make you feel 10x better

At any point during your period, whether it be your lightest day or heaviest day, no matter what, Kenma will reserve a time where the two of you will just sit in bed and play games on his switch

If you aren’t feeling well, he’ll let you cuddle up to him and watch while he plays

He’ll give you a few kisses on your head or rub your back occasionally

And you guys will usually stay like this until you fall asleep

And if you’re up for a few games, he’ll use this time to keep an eye on you to make sure you’re alright

“Just relax against me, you’ll feel better soon. I promise”

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scott-mccall-the-hot-girl · 3 years

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my ultimate guide to thiam fic !!

( as a new teen wolf stan )

the classic post war, long ass (multi chapter) fic !!with great development that genuinely made me laugh out loud, they have the best friendship in this & i love it very much. ( like theo teaches liam to drive and i just *happy sobs* ) a fundamental in thiam fanfiction !! all stans have probably already read it but if you haven’t this is in fact a threat ,, go show this vv iconic story some love !!

Airplanes - Captainmintyfresh

Summary: After the Anuk-ite and the hunters are dealt with Liam needs a break. Cue Theo and a road trip that Liam should know better than to think will be peaceful.

Not Rated, No Archive Warnings Apply, Completed, 43/43 Chapters, Words: 236,875 (236k)

okay okay so this one is also post 6B !! but ,, now we introduce fighting monroe & the hunters again ,, so we get the boys & a new mission !! so if you like an intresting plot 11/10 would recommend !! just to be clear this ISN’T complete ,, if that turns you off i understand but definitely give this one a read !! it litterally have theo doing crossword puzzles & fighting zombies

Vacancy Signs - LovelyLittleGrim

Summary: Theo and Liam are in Manhattan negotiating a pack allyship when the zombie apocalypse breaks out. Now, the two of them have to find their way back to Beacon Hills without getting eaten by zombies or killing one another.

Rated: Explicit, Graphic Description of Violence, Not Completed, 15/17 Chapters, Words: 89,605 (89k)

Royalty AU !! I REPEAT ROYALTY AU !! a fantastic au where i stan their moms more than i stan them !! genuinely so good at the childhood rivals to lovers trope !! i’m genuinely obsessed with this one. has made me cry more than once ,, hurts in a good way <3 the ending is just *chefs kiss* also one of the tags is genuinely: # theo and liam make bad choices for over 130k straight !! if that doesn’t sound appealing i don’t know what does !!

Artificial Love - songbvrd

Summary: Prince Theo and Prince Liam are forced to spend every Summer together from age five onwards. They hate each other, and usually find ways to make each other miserable as much as possible in their six weeks together. But when they're reunited because of intended unions as adults, things change. They're both supposed to be married to noble women, but neither of them is as interested in anyone else as they are with their childhood rival.

Rated: Mature, No Archive Warnings Apply, Completed, Chapters: 32/32, Words: 172,935 (172k)

so if you are in the mood for a crack fic that’s not explicitally a crack fic this is for you !! okay so i’m really hit or miss with AU’s ,, sometimes i feel like they don’t quite capture the characters right but this story have the BEST dramatic liam i have ever seen in my life !! basically they all live in the same apartment building & it’s fantastic !! i saw this one floating around a lot but the summary didn’t really unrest me until i have it a shot !! so go read it rn !! also nolan & brett are genuinely fantastic and make me wheeze ,, LIKE ACTUALLY VERBALLY LAUGHING !! all i’m gonna say is that my fav characters are scott & the beetles but that won’t make actual sense until you read it !!

The Neighbors Song - TheodoreR

Summary: “I always hear you singing on your balcony every morning, but suddenly you’ve stopped?”

Or the one where Theo annoys Liam every morning with his awful singing until he doesn’t anymore and Liam is even more annoyed. Liam hates every single thing about his mornings -the fact that they happen in the morning alone is enough. The thing Liam hates the most about his mornings though is the terrible voice of the guy who lives below him. He can’t sing for shit and Liam tried to politely let him understand that by throwing flour and water on his balcony, and also by shouting it to him, you can’t sing for shit!, and then by writing it into a note he proceeded to attach to his door, but this Raeken guy just keeps doing it, every single morning, like a fucking rooster. Liam did nothing to deserve this. He probably didn’t do anything to deserve better either to be fair, he doesn’t expect to open his window and be welcomed by some angelic voice singing him good morning, he’d just be happy with nothing. Silence. That’s something Liam can appreciate in mornings. Just some bark from his dog and the sound of his misery and that’s it. But no, god forbid the new guy lets him have that.

Rated: Explicit, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Wanrings, Completed, 8/8 Chapters, Words: 42,814 (42k)

me: i’m not a big fan of AU’s ,, proceeds to talk about ANOTHER au… OKAY BUT THIS ONE !! it’s not complete but the author has been updating regularly ,, vv slow burn !! but in a REALLY intresting way !! i lOVE LIAM IN THIS SO MUCH ,, he is such a diaster of a person and it’s wonderful !! they have a great dynamic & i’m sucker for general puppy pack content ( and erica reyes being a badass ) !! also theo plays lacrosse in this & i really like it ahhhhh ,, also liam is just being an artic monkeys stan the whole time & theo is like *que confused repressed gay noises*

Inglorious Roommates - honeyscape

Summary: A roommate is defined as “a person with whom one shares a room.”

Theo would say a roommate was more along the lines of, “The person who's the bane of his existence. The weirdo that sleeps for days. The spaz that exercises at 3am. The guy with a revolving door of annoying friends. An insufferable human being that Theo has no control over living in his room.”

Example: Theo hates his roommate Liam.

okay okay i hate myself but i have another WIP for y’all !! this one is jUST FANTASTIC. i’m genuinely so upset it’s most likely not going to updated again *incoherent screaming ensues*. for this story ,, it’s very theo-centric bUT thats bc it ends right before liam becomes a concrete member of the story !! ANYWAY: basic plot = theo & acquiring not one but two children ,, so #dad theo but he is still crusty & homeless and i love him very much. it’s just so GOOD !! just read if you want to experience my fav theo coming out story & him etching high school musical

Look who's talking - Captainmintyfresh

Summary: Theo had been labeled many things in his life. Evil, failure, monster. He'd never thought Father would be one of those things but as he looked across the table to a six year old with blue smears of bubble gum icecream across her face trying to coax the first words out of her sister. Finger jabbing towards Theo's face as she repeated 'Daddy' again and again he couldn't bring himself to dispute the label.

(Theo accidentally adopts two young werewolves)

Not Rated, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings, Not Completed, Chapters: 16/?, Words: 48740 ( 48k )

so here me out: post-canon ( poetry like angst ) summer get away !! just the boys doing cute little domestic things together whilst pining !! theo’s guilt in this is just so powerful & aGjffkgkkfkvkdlv !! i think it’s so interesting to see how they interact in this one, it’s just very heart warming !! and it features one of my favorite niche teen wolf tropes of theo being great with like seven year old girls- it’s just so good ,, very much a wonderful little one shot that just makes your heart happy.

(next time i see you you'll show me) a hundred different ways to say the same things - cherrysprite

Summary: “...You deserve good things,” Liam says eventually. He makes sure not to look at Theo even though he can feel his eyes turn on him. Somehow he can already tell that Theo doesn’t believe him.

Liam instantly makes that the goal of this summer - making Theo believe him.

Rating: Teen and Up, No Archive Warnings Apply, Chapters: 1/1, Words: 28875 ( 28k )

okay so this next section of fic recs is a bit different !!

two of my favorite authors !! and a compilation of fics i’ve read by them both !!

for context: these two have written some genuinely gorgeous fics, like pure poetry, they explore the real gritty & scary side of our boys relationship in such a wonderful way. they’ve both used some of my favorite tropes & i love them very much !!

whenever i need something soothing but so genuinely intresting & enticing these are my go to !! ( also they both write a lot of good nolan angst & some vv good fics with hayden )

go check out:

eneiryu

as well as fallingforboys

here are some of my favorite fics by them ~

darling i want you here in my arms (kiss the pain away, i know you can) - fallingforboys

even before you touched me, i belonged to you (all you had to do was look at me) - fallingforboys

memories linger like tattoo scars (but your touch on my skin is just as permanent) - fallingforboys

skin, bones, a stolen heart, and an ugly creature lurking underneath -fallingforboys

i don't know how to breathe in the place i called home - fallingforboys

whisper your gossamer truths into the shadow, maybe you'll find the answers you're searching for - fallingforboys

between the mountains and the valley we built a monument to our regret - eneiryu

cracked the hinges of the cage and waited for you - eneiryu

okay and finally: since i am a self centered whore

my own fic: an rendition of the # elevator scene

it’s basically my version of post canon if we did get the kiss in the elevator. we got a classic liam pov in which he is has 12/10 for extreme bi diaster energy even whilst being shot at !! so go him ig…

Fuck Off, Fuck This & Fuck It! - nefelibata_peach

Summary: Liam thought to himself heart rate climbing, they were bound to be dead by morning. So he thought with everything but his brain and he kissed him.

Where Liam Dunbar is very confused, slightly traumatized, and just a bit scared but hey, aren't they all! Bad decisions ensue as two boys fight in a war they never did sign up for.

Rating: Teen and Up, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Chapters: 1/1, Words: 3558 ( 3k )

#this took me so long #please go read these or i’ll cry #fan fiction #fan fic recs #teen wolf fic recs #thiam fanfiction #thiam fic recs #thiam #theo raeken #liam dunbar #theo x liam #teen wolf fandom #teen wolf gay #teen wolf #ao3 #fuck you fuck this & fuck it #thiam fanfic rec #thiam fanfic #thiam is endgame

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roscgcld · 3 years

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NANAMI KENTO + GOJO SATORU || the one that got away

request: i'm literally in love with your fics- i was wondering if you could write a Nanami x reader x Gojo where Nanami and the reader were dating before he left Jujutsu Tech, but they break up when he leaves. When he comes back he realizes he's still in love with the reader but she's engaged to Gojo and there's just a bunch of angst and tension. Sorry ik that's a lot :') But ty!!

note: lowkey thought you wanted a nanami x reader x gojo and i was like ‘oh babes am so ready-’ until i rer-read your request lmao! but honestly this was a lot of fun to write. tbh, if i was reader I would choose nanami cause rn am a whole ass SIMP for the man that is nanmi kento cx but i hope i managed to capture what you wanted in this request babes!

pronouns: she/her

“Maybe we should take a break.”

Those six words were engrained into the mind of Nanami Kento for the rest of his life. Those six words were the words that tossed his world upside down - and every time those words came into mind, the imagine of your crying face comes with it.

You were so distraught, yet you put up a brave front as you gave him a shaky smile - something that he loves so much about you. That even though his explanation as to why you two should break up was childish, selfish even; you still go the extra mile to make sure that he knows you understand. That you understand why he wants to take a break so that he can focus on himself and his career.

“I understand, Nami...just know I love you, okay?”

Your simple words, coupled with your tearful eyes and watery smile made him want to take back the words as soon as possible. That he wants to just turn back time and just admit to himself that he was going to regret his decision. But at the same time, he doesn’t want to. If he did go back in time and stopped, he might end up breaking your heart again; if not with more bitterness and anger.

When he was young, he hated that he was a jujutsu sorcerer - hated how he has this responsibility over him that he never asked for. He just wanted to be free from the jujutsu world and never look back. You were different - you were so proud that you were a jujutsu sorcerer, always a beacon of light in the dark reality that is being a sorcerer. Somehow you made it bearable for him, and at one point he thought he can do it for the rest of his life. Until after the death of Haibara Yu, a classmate that the both of you call a dear friend.

It was at that moment that he snapped, and he knew he didn’t want to do this anymore.

Yet he couldn’t force himself to drag you away from something you love so dearly, something you see as your duty to protect. He knew that either way he was going to be selfish, and either way tears were going to be shed; so he chose the one that would hurt the least. However, now years down the line, he still thinks that maybe things could have worked out. There was no denying that he still loves you - even though he keeps in touch with his senior, Gojo Satoru, from time to time, he doesn’t ask about you.

From what he knows, you stayed back in Jujutsu Tech and became a teacher, but that is all he knows about you. He was too scared, too embarrassed to face you once more - because he knows better then to dream. Dream that the promise you promised to keep as teens was going to hold up now that the both of you were in your late twenties.

But there is no harm in dreaming, right?

Nanami checked his watch as he got off the train, making his way towards the bus station located right outside of the building. It was his first time back at the college after being away from it for a few years, since he had called Gojo the other day on asking about if there is an opening for him to return as a sorcerer.

Even though Gojo can be a huge pain in the ass to deal with, Nanami knew that if there was anyone who can confirm a space for him at work, it will be Gojo Satoru.

Walking out of the crowded station, he looked up just in time to see the white haired shaman waiting for him at the entrance; who grinned and waved when he saw his junior. “Nanami! I knew you were not going to be late.” Gojo called out to the man dressed in a fresh grey suit and blue shirt underneath; his spotted tie knotted around his neck. The bespectacled man just sighs tiredly and made his way towards his overly excited senior, scowling when the taller male draped an arm around his shoulders.

He opened his mouth to say something when he noticed the ring that was resting on Gojo’s left ring finger, causing him to raise a curious eyebrow as he allowed the older male to lead him along. “You got married?” He asks the taller male, who glances at his hand before he grins and shakes his head, flexing his hand a little to show off the simple band around his ring finger. “Nah, we just got engaged. We are planning for the wedding though.” He stated simple, to which Nanami glances over at his senior in surprise. “What? Thought that I was too good to be married off?”

“No, I am surprised that you somehow managed to find someone willing to chain themselves down with you.”

“How mean!” Gojo gasps before he shakes his head in amusement, playfully squeezing his junior who just scowls lightly. “For your information, we’ve been dating for the last 4 years. And we have both talked about marriage before, so I wasn’t blindly shooting into the dark when I proposed.” Gojo commented as the two of them made their way towards the taxi stand, where Ijichi greeted his two seniors with a soft bow; all three men getting into the car. “Still surprised they said yes.”

Gojo just pouts and whines at his junior, who just listened to him with his deadpan expression the entire way to the college. He was surprised that Gojo managed to come on time to pick him up, since he had expected for him to be late, and for him to have either taken the bus or hailed a taxi on his own. But he didn’t really mind; he’s used to handling Gojo’s childish personality, and he gets a free ride at the same time. So he doesn’t mind the brief ride with Gojo.

Soon they arrived at the wooded area where the college is located on, getting out of the car once Ijichi stops the car. Quietly Nanami got out of the car and squints his eyes a little at the sunlight that shone down on him, his eyes slowly focusing on the grand temple-like compound that is Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College. “Feels weird to be back?”

“A bit.” Nanami admitted to Gojo when he walked from the other side of the car to Nanami’s side, the man just chuckling before he gestures for him made his way through the gates and into the campus, immediately being hit with all the nostalgia of being a student once more. It felt like a light weight was being lifted off his shoulders as he soaks everything in, like the guilt of him leaving his duties as a sorcerer behind has been lifted.

The two men made their way deeper into the college just as someone called out to Gojo from behind, causing both men to pause as they turned to look back. Immediately Nanami felt his heart skip a beat when his eyes finally settled onto you, a warm smile gracing your features as you made your way towards the both of them. Nanami was so stuffed that he didn’t catch the way Gojo grins and opens his arms for you, watching the two of you embrace one another as a sinking feeling when he saw the delighted grin on your face.

The same grin that you used to give him after not seeing you for awhile.

Somehow Nanami managed to keep up an indifferent façade as you embraced your fiancée, pressing a soft kiss against his cheek in greeting whilst Gojo just nuzzles closer to you; in an attempt to milk all of the attention he can from you. “How needy.” You giggled at him before you turned to the man beside your fiancé with the intension of greeting him; only to freeze up when you realise who it was. “K-Kento?”

“Nice to see you again, Y/N.” Nanami greeted in his usual indifferent tone, trying to hide his heartbroken eyes beneath the shadow of his sunglasses as he tilted his head ever so slightly. “I guess some congratulations are to be said.” He stated simply before he gestures to your left ring finger, where a simple yet beautiful engagement ring rested on your finger. For some reason your heart sank as you awkwardly hid your hand behind your back, causing Gojo to raise an eyebrow as he glances between the both of you.

Was there something going on between the two of you?

“O-Oh, thanks.” You mumble out awkwardly, knowing immediately that Nanami was no longer in his usual indifferent mood. You can feel the slight hurt in his voice, one that causes your heart to break a little; bringing you back to the day you two broke up. How you promised to keep loving him until he was ready to return - yet here you are now, engaged to another man. It wasn’t like you fell out of love with him, you still love Nanami with all your heart, but that love had started to shift the years you two spend apart. And somehow, you started to fall for the white haired shaman known as Gojo Satoru.

But that doesn’t mean you didn’t feel any guilt for how evil you might seem to your ex for stringing him along like that. “I wasn’t expected to see you here.”

“I decided to come back.” Nanami stated simply with a shrug, glancing over at your quiet fiancé who blinks at him owlishly back at him. “Plus, Gojo here told me about a student of his by the name Itadori Yuji that I am supposed to take under my wing.” He continued, giving Gojo the chance to jump in as he smiles down at you, squeezing your shoulders gently. “That’s right! Kento-kun here said he wanted to come back! So his first job is to supervise Yuji-kun.”

“Oh.” You replied in a small tone, unsure of how to answer at all. But luckily Nanami stepped in before the awkward silence can drag on for long, pulling the sleeve of his jacket off his watch to check the time. “I don’t want to get in the way of your free time now, Y/N-san. I am going to go and rest up in my room before dinner is served.” He stated simply before bowing at the both of you, not meeting your eyes. “Excuse me.”

With that he turned to walk away, forcing himself to not look back at you as he made his way down the familiar hallways towards the dorms; the keys to the room he is to stay at for the time being clutched in his hand after he slipped it into his pocket. What was I thinking? He thought to himself as he continued his way down the empty hallway to the dormitories. Did I really think an amazing woman like that will wait for me?

He sighed to himself as he shakes his head a little, slipping his polished dress shoes off his feet before putting them on one of the free cubbies built into the wall; grabbing a pair of the guest slippers before he puts them on. “At least she managed to get engaged to Gojo. He’s definitely worthy of her love.” He mutters to himself, reminding himself to be happy that you found happiness. He doesn’t blame you for finding love once more - when he left this life behind, he also left you.

No call, no text, no attempt to reach out. Was he expected you to just fall into his arms once more? Pretend that nothing happened, and to go back to where you two once were? That thought alone caused him to let out a soft snort as he made his way towards the locked room, unlocking it with his keys. “Don’t be foolish, Kento. Be happy that she’s happy.” He mutters to himself as he entered his new room, closing the door behind him with a tired sigh.

“Guess you really were the one that got away.”

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