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daegall · 2 years

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pairing: best friend!hyuck x reader

genre: fluff, crack, bff2l!AU

warnings: trespassing into an area

word count: 1.6k words (sheesh)

a/n: for my 1k event ! it might be a little messy and not as good as my other works, but that's because i've been re-writing and editing this for 3 days LOL

networks/taglist: @neoturtles @knet-bakery @ficscafe @kflixnet @k-radio @nct-writers + @soobin-chois @markhyuckselca @addictedtothesummernights <3

"Why exactly are we going through this route again?"

You genuinely don't have any idea what you're doing at 2 in the morning, trespassing into the public swimming pool pass open hours, but you suspect it 100% definitely has something to do with your best friend, who trudges along the edge of the pool.

Donghyuck clicks his tongue throwing you a look. It's a bit dirty, but at the same time it's slightly amused and fond. "I thought you were listening before! We're going to the convenience store because I am craving the fried chicken they have there and I thought you wanted ice cream!"

You indeed, did not hear that before you agreed to go on this little midnight trip with him, but he's right. You are craving ice cream.

You have two reasons why you weren't listening to Donghyuck before. The first, being the fact that the dumbass woke you up at the literal ass crack at night, mumbling stuff you couldn't process after waking up way too early. And the second, being that Lee Donghyuck looked way too cute while waking you up.

Messy hair, pouty lips, and with your favorite sweatshirt you would always borrow from him? Yeah, whatever he was saying was going in one ear and out the other.

"Why… why are we using this route though?"

"Because it's the fastest way there! If we just go through the back door like how we always sneak in, the convenience store is only just a block away."

The sounds of water, gravel beneath your feet, and Donghyuck's voice is almost enough for you to drop asleep right there, but the urge to eat that ice cream is keeping you awake. "Even then, why are we walking? Couldn't you just borrow Mark's car or something?"

A soft huff slips through Donghyuck's lips, before he sighs and chuckles sheepishly. "You really are forgetful when you're sleepy, aren't you?"

Your eyes trail back to Donghyuck, and they have a glint of mischief, and if you're not mistaken, he's kind of looking at you with fondness. It makes your insides churn and your heart flip at the little detail.

"Last time we went for a drive with it I crashed it into old man Kim's fence, remember? You were in the car with me,"

You do remember, you remember it very vividly. He had crashed because there was some ducks crossing the road, and didn't want to crash into them. You remember this so very vividly because, well, it was basically a crash. Also the fact that Donghyuck was asking you if you were okay every 10 seconds, was all over you checking each and every limb to make sure you were okay.

Oh yes, and the 5 brownies you baked the next day (recipe kindly given from Felix Lee, one of Chenle's best buds) as an apology to Mr. Kim.

"Right." You mumble. "Gotta admit though, it was pretty fun," Donghyuck can't help but agree, grinning at your words.

There's a silence after that, though it's not that quiet. The sound of crickets, the pebbles beneath your shoes, the swaying water in the pool, if anything it's the loudest silence you've ever witnessed.

A little detail perks up your attention, and that's the way Donghyuck's foot dangles over the water, the tip of his shoe just barely grazing at the water.

"Hey," You grab at his wrist. "be careful,"

At this, Donghyuck laughs for a moment, grinning at you, before he lightly brushes away your hand off his wrist and moves closer to the pool. He looks back at you, and as expected, you have a sour expression plastered on your face, as you reach back out to grab his hand once again.

"Jesus christ, Donghyuck! You're gonna fall!"

"What, like this?"

Your best friend proceeds to stick one of his legs up, both his arms squirming about in the air. He makes a shocked face, though you know it's completely masked, and a soft gasp slips from his lips.

"Hey!"

Before Donghyuck knows it, he's being dragged back away from the edge of the pool, and is met with your shocked expression. He doesn't miss the slight glint of amusement in your eyes, though. "That was way too close, I'm not saving your ass again if you actually fall, alright?"

And as expected, Donghyuck only cackles at yoru words, before walking back to the edge to repeat the same thing. "What, like this?" He continues moving his limbs around, as if he was falling down, his eyes staying on you as he continues his act.

"Hey! You two!"

A sudden voice pierces through the quiet atmosphere, and in an instant, Donghyuck tumbles into the pool. "SHIT!"

He quickly resurfaces, and is met with you, kneeling by the pool with your arm stuck out towards him. "YOU IDIOT!" Instantly, Donghyuck throws one of his arms up, tangling it with yours, after realizing the pool ladder was just too far away.

"PULL ME UP, PULL ME UP!"

"SHUT UP, I'M TRYING!"

The rattling of the gate opening to your side panics you even more, but looking at the slight grin on Donghyuck's face, it's not as scary as it seems.

It takes about 20 seconds, 2 of your arms, and Donghyuck's pathetic leg flailing for him to finally get out of the pool fully, and only just about 4 second for him to stand up and pull you up with him. The security guard catches up to you two for just a moment, and you're not sure how fast it takes for the two of you to escape him.

All you know is that you two are fucking crazy, Donghyuck is on the verge of slipping, and you need to be faster if you want to escape this guard.

Squeezing your eyes shut, your fingers around Donghyuck's tighten, as you push your legs to go faster albeit the cramp your feel coming. There's adrenaline pumping through your veins, along with fear, excitement, and so many other emotions you can't seem to name at the moment.

And even though you know the security guard had given up already the moment you ran through the gate, you're still running for your lives. Laughs slip through your lips, and at one point Donghyuck starts yelling about his wet clothes being so very uncomfortable.

The only worker on shift at the convenience store is mildly bothered by how your best friend is quite literally soaking from head to toe, but decides not to comment because that's just what you get for working the night shift.

And as planned, Donghyuck gets the fried chicken he craved, you get your ice cream, along with a few additions of a towel, and some clothes.

You're only a quarter done with your tub of ice cream when Donghyuck walks out the tiny bathroom stall in the corner of the store, a towel plopped on his head as he wipes a hand over his eyes.

He approaches you quietly, his wet sneakers hanging by his fingers, and hopes that he doesn't leave any more wet trails behind him. The chuckle that slips through your lips causes Donghyuck to snort as well, before he plops down in the seat next to you.

He leans down unexpectedly towards you with an open mouth, but despite that you instantly know what he wants. With a roll of your eyes, you scoop a spoonful of your ice cream, before feeding it to Donghyuck.

"Mmm," He hums, wiping at the corner of your lips. "cookies and cream, nice choice."

He knows for a fact that the reason you chose cookies and cream is because it's his favorite flavor, because he always knows your favorite will always be vanilla.

You place your tub of ice cream on the table, before you scoot closer to Donghyuck and reach over to the towel on his head. As he takes the first sip of the soda of his choice, you start to dry his hair for him, shaking the towel all over his hair.

The actions doesn't only have Donghyuck grinning and laughing, but you're snickering along softly, shaking a little harder when he attempts to stop you.

Alas, he takes your wrists in his hold, tearing your hands away from his head. "I think that's more than enough," He mumbles with a smile, his eyes shining brighter than you've ever seen them.

You're beaming as well, it's almost like Donghyuck can see the love swirling in your eyes, almost like you actually do love him when you twist your hands to entangle your fingers together softly.

And when he takes another glance into your eyes, he knows, he knows that you do love him. "Thanks for saving my ass,"

You can't stop the curling of your lips at this, and you definitely can't stop the small chuckle along with it. "You can thank me with a kiss,"

He knows you're joking, you know he knows you're joking, but something in him just really, really wants to kiss you right now.

Maybe it's because you look absolutely ethereal right now, or maybe it's his fever he knows is kicking in because of how soaked he is, or maybe, just maybe it's because he knows he's loved you for years already.

It only takes one second, one mere second for your whole friendship to be ruined. That one second chance that Donghyuck is already risking, just tugging you towards him with his breath already fanning at your lips.

And as your lips seal together, you know it's already destroyed. It's crumbling apart as you pull him closer, falling through your fingers as Donghyuck almost smiles against your lips.

But it's for a good cause. You know this as Donghyuck pulls away to ask for some more ice cream, you know this as he pecks at your cheek when you give him some more. It's gone, only for something far better to bloom right after.

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harringrovesuperior · 9 months

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Harringrove oneshot(fluff)

@urmomsdate

Steve’s pov: I woke up around 12 today, since we didn’t have school, and Billy was coming tonight, for movies! I smiled and hugged my pillow before getting up and getting dressed.

I walked downstairs and made myself some lunch?( or breakfast) with sandwich. When I finished eating, I took the trash out, since my parents are never home to do anything around the house.

I had around 5 hours before he would come over, so I started to clean around the house which took an hour. Cleaning the dishes, doing the laundry, mopping the floors.

I wanted the house to look nice, for him, for him to feel safe. I finished the cleaning, and went downstairs to watch a movie, which would take another 1-2 hours.

Billy’s pov: I didn’t sleep that much last night, but I woke up around 10. I had to make me and max breakfast, since Niel wasn’t home. But he never really does anything even if he is home.

I sighed and changed, did my hair and walked downstairs. “MAX COME DOWN STAIRS IM MAKING BREAKFAST.” I went to the fridge to find anything good to make. We had eggs, so omelets it is. I cooked up the eggs, hearing Max come downstairs and sat at the dinner table.

“Did someone push you off your bed? You look rough.” I smirked, getting the 2 plates. “Whatever..” she sighed.

After we ate our breakfast, I had to do the chores, which included: laundry, dishes, cleaning, trash. The usual. At this point, I’m the one paying the bills, Niel and Susan aren’t ever home, unless it’s late at night.

Niel wasn’t gonna come home, so I could sneak out to Steve’s and come back, and nothing would happen. Hopefully.

Steve’s pov:” it’s 3:45, so I had 2 more hours. Which is taking forever” I rolled my eyes and sighed, so I went to scoops to me up with robin, to hangout for an hour.

With Steve and Robin: “Steve Harrington!” I could hear robin shout at me as I was approaching scoops.

“Yes robin?”

“You’re late.”

“And?”

“Steve you fucker, I was waiting for like an hour!”

“Not my fault” I said before I stepped behind the counter.

“Well then, no free ice cream for you!”

“Oh come in rob!.” I said rather annoyed.

“Harrington.”

“Buckley.”

“ ok ok, let’s just sit, I have break for half an hour”

I nodded, not really paying attention

“Hello-? OI! Dingus??”

“What what?? I’m here Jesus Christ..”

“You seem off, you seem more cheerful?”

“Am I not cheerful ever?”

“Well no. Dingus usually you just look out of it.”

“Well maybe today is just a good day?.” I smiled, “today is very much of a good day” I thought to myself.

“Oh? Don’t tell me.. YOU HAVE A DATE WITH BILLY!(she’s the only one who knows, that isn’t Dustin)”

“Yes yes now shut up!” My face got red real quickly

“Awwww! Dingus has a date!”

“Robinnnnn!”

“Okok, when is he coming over?”

“5-5:30.”

“That’s in like what, an hour ish? Or 2?”

“Mhm” I nodded, I did miss him a lot, but it’s only a few hours until I got to see him again.

An hour has passed, I said bye to Robin, and drove home, 30 minutes left.

Billy’s pov: it was 5:00, I had 30 minutes till exactly when I would be at the door. So I changed into something more comfy.

I did my hair, it wasn’t much but it looked more fluffy? I walked downstairs in a good mood.

“Someone’s in a good mood? Seeing someone?” Max asked, with a small grin on her face. I nodded “Yep, someone indeed. I’ll be back later, don’t stay up too late.” “Yeah yeah i know.. who exactly are you going to see?” She asked with a smirk. “Steve. Don’t tell anyone about this you hear me? If Niel finds out about anything, I’ll be dead.” “Ok ok, now go!” She said smiling, trying to push me out the door.

I drove to Steve’s house, driving past the speed limit ofc, but didn’t get a ticket. I knocked on the door, and ofc Steve was the only one to open the door. Pretty boy’s smile.. it was the best smile anyone has ever seen.

Steve’s pov: I heard a knock on the door, and quickly walked up to open it. It ofc was no other than Billy. He had a smirk on his pretty face.

We sat on the couch, with blankets, and snacks, since it was movie night.

“You pick the movie?”

“Sure pretty boy, but don’t come at me if your scared afterwards”

“Ofc a scary movie” I thought to myself after I nodded.

In the end, it did happen, my arms around him, legs wrapped around his. It felt nice, just the 2 of us.

“Wanna cuddle?” I smiled, and turned off the tv

“Mhm”

I laid down on the couch, billy between my kegs, hugging me tight while I played with his hair.

With Nancy, Robin, Eddie:

Eddie:” why are we at Steve’s window again?”

Robin: “Nancy said Steve had been acting suspiciously lately and wanted to check”

Eddie: “then why are we here?”

Nancy: “backup?”

Robin:” whatever, let’s just see what he’s doing?”

They looked in his bedroom window first but didn’t see that he was there

Eddie: “he isn’t in his room”

Robin: “we can see that.”

Nancy: “let’s check the living room. He must be watching tv then?”

Robin:” yeah yeah ok.”

They checked the living room window, and opened it, going inside

Nancy: “let’s check inside? He might be on the couch?”

Robin:” why do you care so much, he’s probably fine”

Nancy:” I- I, it’s nothing! I just need to know he’s fine”

Eddie: “shhhh!”

They looked around quietly, and looked over at the couch, and saw something.. unexpected to them.

“Shhh shut it!” Eddie whisper shouted at Nancy and Robin , and pointed at the 2

“What the hell?” Nancy stared in disgust

“how long they been there for?” Robbin inched closer

Billy and Steve where cuddling on the couch

Billy was on top of Steve looking like a little baby and Steve had enveloped Billy in his arms squeezing him like a teddy bear

“I dont know man, maybe hours?”

“Well get them off each other the Billy freak the heck out if he notices” Nancy said a bit too loud

Loud enough to slightly wake Billy up, Eddie and Robin have Nancy a glare as Billy slowly push himself up struggling against Steve’s grip

A quite mhhhhmmmng came from him and Steve immediately pulled billy towards himself where they both fell asleep again

“We should leave nance”

Robin look at Nancys disgusted eyes

“no he’s the one that shouldn’t be here! What if he hurts Steve?” Nancy shouted

“Shhh”

Robin and Eddie gave her another glare, this time nancy woke them both up.

“Shud uuup mnghhhhh” Billy pinched his nose while Steve was slowly turning them to face each other still both hugging each other and Steve still squeezing the life out of Billy

“Yep we’re gonna leave”

They left, Nancy being pissed. They closed the window, and started walking away

Nancy: “seriously? What if he hurts Steve!”

Eddie: “ did you seriously not see what happened? If he wanted to he would have.”

Robin: “told you so.”

Nancy:” ugh! I’ll talk to Steve tomorrow about this! Maybe it was a mistake?”

Robin:” I highly doubt that, just let them be nance, they are perfectly fine.”

Eddie:” why do you care if anyone sleeps with Steve anyways? Didn’t you break up with him?”

Nancy: “t-that’s not the point. He usually tells me if anything like this is happening!”

Robin:” maybe he knew you would react like this.. that’s probably why he didn’t tell you”

Nancy:” right.. maybe we should have just left before waking Billy up multiple times”

Eddie: “right, so does anyone know where we are?”

Robin and Nancy start to laugh, and the 3 of them find their ways to their houses.

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good-guy-2006 · 4 years

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#me sneaking at 3:00 am for ice cream #ultraman #return of ultraman #sound on please

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cannibalizedyke · 3 years

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100 followers!!!

so i kind of already made a post about this but this is more explaining what i want to do

so there are four options: you can be shipped with a character, given some headcanons, i can write a short blurb for you with a prompt, or you can ask me a question.

characters:

harry potter

ron weasley

hermione granger

ginny weasley

neville longbottom

luna lovegood

fred weasley

george weasley

draco malfoy

cedric diggory

james potter

lily evans

sirius black

remus lupin

tom riddle

shipping guidelines:

please tell me the gender of the character, a little bit about yourself, your hogwarts house, and what you look for in a partner in an ask.

headcanon guidelines:

give me what you want the headcanons to be about, your pronouns, your hogwarts house, a bit of information about you, the characters you would like to be included, and your relationship with them.

blurb prompts and guidelines:

send me the number of the prompt and the category it is in, which character you would like it to be with, a bit about yourself, your pronouns, and your hogwarts house.

sibling prompts:

1. *after a big fight* “okay i don’t know if you’re still mad but there’s this really funny video - “ 2. *walks into room, stands there and says nothing for like ten seconds, and walks out, leaving the door open* 3. “i know i said i loved you but that was only cause i thought you were gonna die.” 4. “idiot is actually a term of endearment.” 5. “ah, fiddlesticks.” “hey, i know things are tense right now, but let’s watch the fucking language.” 6. “awkward sibling hug?” “awkward sibling hug.” 7. “please don’t tell mum/dad about this. i’ll give you five knuts-” 8. *at 3:00 am* “hey do you wanna get pancakes?” “it’s... 3:00 in the morning?” “denny’s never sleeps and neither do i.” 9. “you look just like your brother/sister!” “thanks, it’s always been my dream to look like a sack of rotting potatoes.” 10. “have you seen my *article of clothing*?” *wearing that exact thing* “...no.” 11. *actually getting along for once but get in trouble for being too loud* 12. “i ate the brownies in the fridge were those yours?” “yeah it’ll kick in soon.” “what’ll kick in? SERIOUSLY WHAT - “ 13. “stop it.” “i’m not touching you though.” “it’s still annoying - “ 14. *barely hits sibling* *sibling starts crying exaggeratedly to get parents attention* “wait no no no you’re fine it’s okay please don’t tell mum i’ll get you ice cream wait - “ 15. *blasts music at 3:00 am* “if i have to hear marina diamandis screaming about spoons chasing her one more time i will cut your fingers off - “ 16. constant “oh, you’re _____’s sibling.” 17. get along shirt 18. “i’m too short to reach it.” “need me to pick you up?” 19. “hello, child.” “...i’m seventeen now.” “still a child in my eyes, kiddo.” 20. “you’re not my mum/dad!” “yeah, but i’m your older sibling, and that’s basically the same thing.” 21. *trying to sneak into a movie using the trench coat thing* “this is not going to work.” “not if you don’t shut up!” 22. “i’m not a child anymore.” “well you’re still my baby sibling, so you are not going anywhere.” 23. “you like them!!!” “i do not!!!” 24. “i’m honestly really proud of [name].” “i heard that! are you going soft?” 25. *doing homework* “i have no idea how to do this.” “honestly, do you ever actually pay attention in class? it’s simple, let me show you.”

platonic prompts:

1. *singing karaoke* “you’re an awful singer.” “oh, please, like you could do it any better.” “watch me.” 2. “are you awake?” “i am now. thanks for that.” 3. *drawing each other* “whoa... that’s actually really good.” “and yours is rubbish.” “stick figure [name] is very offended by that statement.” 4. *teaching you how to play quidditch* “look!!! i threw the ball!!!” “the quaffle, and you missed the goalposts by like three feet.” 5. *at hogsmeade* “will you buy me this?” “get it yourself!” “early birthday present!” “your birthday isn’t for months!” 6. “i have come to babysit you.” “like you’re not the one who gets me into trouble.” 7. *watching a movie* “what is she holding?” “a cellphone.” “a what? muggles are so weird.” 8. “see? i told you my cookies were good.” “maybe, but the kitchen is a mess, so i’m taking off taste points anyway.” 9. “what do you have?” “...a kitten...” “where did you get it?” “she was in a box and her name is rue and i’m keeping her you have no say in the matter!” 10. “truth or dare?” “dare.” “i dare you to give me five galleons.” “no - “ “are you chicken?” “of course not here’s my money - “ 11. “will you look over my history of magic essay?” “i don’t have to, i already know that every word of it is wrong.” 12. *throws a pillow at their head* “you have chosen death.” 13. “look! a color changing ink bottle!” “we are here for school supplies and school supplies only. put it down.” “you’re no fun.” 14. “you’re doing this all wrong!” “no i’m not, look at the instructions.” “you idiot, they’re upside down!” 15. “why are you hiding from [name]???” “i stole their chocolate frogs and i’m genuinely terrified of their reaction when they find out.” 16. “where are we going?” “nowhere.” “then why are we in a car?” “because i like driving.” “that’s stupid.” “you’re stupid.” 17. *meeting for the first time* “you are such an idiot. i think you’re going to become my best friend.” 18. “i am NOT going to ask them out for you!” “but you’re my best friend!” “so???” “i’ll give you a galleon.” “fine.” 19. “you’re decorating the tree wrong!” “how do you decorate a tree wrong???” “you do it the way you’re doing it!” 20. “you eat like a pig.” “at least pigs are cute.” “more like a warthog then.” 21. “are we actually gonna talk?” “no shut up i’m trying to read.” 22. “okay but 18 is definitely the worst multiple of nine.” “i LIKE 18.“ “but it’s even!! even numbers are the worst.” “no ODD numbers are the worst they’re so pretentious.” “okay well even numbers are boring.” “you’re boring.” (that was an actual conversation i had with my friend) 23. “look, it’s gonna be okay. i know it’s hard right now, but you will get through this. i’m here for you.” 24. “you are ruining everything!” “all i did was get pink cups i don’t understand - “ 25. “watch watch the ball is gonna drop.” “muggles are so weird all this excitement over a ball dropping - “ “shut UP and WATCH.”

romantic fluff prompts:

1. *hits you in with knee while you’re in bed* “ow! you kneed me.” *half asleep* “yeah, i do need you.” 2. “you’ve been having nightmares? oh, baby, come on, you can sleep with me.” 3. “you are so unbelievably breathtaking right now.” 4. *with a stupid grin on their face* “i love it when you laugh.” 5. “aww, baby, it’s sweet that you tried to cook for me, but this is disgusting.” 6. “you like marina? oh yeah, i love her.” “really? what’s your favorite song by her?” “ummm... the one where... she sings...” 7. “are you tired?” “no, i wanna keep dancing with you.” 8. “if you try to tickle me one more time, i swear, you will not get another kiss for a week.” 9. “your voice is beautiful.” “you heard me???” “oh... yeah, sorry...” 10. “i don’t want to forget this moment.” 11. “the view is lovely.” *staring at you* “lovely indeed...” 12. “here’s a concept... me and you married.” 13. “happy birthday!” “my birthday isn’t for another month, babe.” 14. “here, take my sweater.” 15. “i’m fine, love, really.” “no, you’re not. i’m staying here to take care of you.” 16. “this is definitely going in the photo album.” 17. “it’s really nice here.” “be nicer if you took off your shirt.” “[NAME] - “ 18. “you’re such an idiot.” “but i’m your idiot.” 19. “wanna bet?” 20. “no, no you move your foot here - OW!” 21. “i brought you dinner.” 22. “will you watch a movie with me?” “no, muggles are weird.” “we can cuddle...” “okay, fine.” “yay!!!” 23. “i fall deeper in love with you every day.” 24. “you are really bad at this game.” “no i’m not! i’m just trying to let you win because i love you.” “sure.” 25. “i’ll carry you if you’re that tired.”

romantic angst prompts:

1. “this will be the last time you lie to me.” 2. “you know it’s not like that.” 3. “how could you think this wouldn’t hurt me?” 4. “you’re never going to be the same after this, are you?” 5. “i think it would’ve been better if we’d never met.” 6. “i can’t believe you would even think about leaving me like this.” 7. “you never loved me, did you?” 8. “it didn’t have to be like this, but now you’ve ruined everything.” 9. “i hope you’re happy.” 10. *crying* “if only you’d kept your mouth shut, then you’d still be here.” 11. “what did you want once this was all through? tell me!” 12. “now i have to deal with the consequences of your actions. thanks, it means a lot.” 13. “you could’ve-you could’ve stayed. you could’ve helped me fix things.” 14. “i knew you’d never change. you were too stubborn, too similar to me.” 15. “this isn’t going to be fixed. you’ve ruined this for good now.” 16. “i hope i’m not put in the same part of hell as you.” 17. “when are you going to hurt me again? today? tomorrow?” 18. “you’re back in my life and i want to die again.” 19. “you only ever brought me pain and i’m sick of it.” 20. “i hope you got what you wanted.” 21. “you made me miserable and i still loved you.” 22. “when you die, i’ll be the first to dance on your grave.” 23. “don’t underestimate me. i have more power than you could even comprehend.” 24. “we’re never going to have a happy ending. just remember that.” 25. “if you only knew what you’ve brought upon yourself.”

disclaimer: i did not come up with any of the angst prompts myself. i got them here.

question guidelines:

i will not answer any questions that require me to share any personal information about myself, so don’t even bother asking them. i also will not talk about politics, so don’t ask me something that relates to that either. anything else is welcome! thank you!

#harry potter x reader #ron weasley x reader #hermione granger x reader #ginny weasley x reader #neville longbottom x reader #luna lovegood x reader #fred weasley x reader #george weasley x reader #draco malfoy x reader #cedric diggory x reader #james potter x reader #lily evans x reader #sirius black x reader #remus lupin x reader #tom riddle x reader

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emy-loves-you · 3 years

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Wrong Numbers and Useless Gays (Chapter 7)

Happy Halloween!

Warning: Minor burns

Chapter 6 | Masterlist | Chapter 8

V- (8:04 AM) Happy first day of Halloween!

L- (8:05 AM) Virgil, it’s October 1st. Halloween isn’t for another 30 days.

V- (8:05 AM) We must be celebrating different holidays. Halloween lasts from October 1st to October 31st. For the entire month, you watch cheesy Halloween movies and decorate your home in black, purple, and orange. Spiders and bats become your daily esthetic. There are no exceptions to this rule.

P- (8:06 AM) I have arachnophobia and most of our decorations are green. Is that alright, Kiddo?

V- (8:06 AM) … There is one exception.

L- (8:07 AM) This is preposterous.

R- (8:07 AM) Calm down, Specs. Let our Dark and Stormy Knight have his holiday. We don’t want another incident of Pi Day, do we?

V- (8:08 AM) What happened on Pi Day?

P- (8:08 AM) Logan wanted to spend the day memorizing as many digits of Pi as possible. Roman told him that Pi day was only for baking pies. Logan decided to etch as many digits of pi as he could fit into the crust of a pie before baking it. Sadly, baking isn’t Lolo’s exPIEtise.

R- (8:09 AM) He almost burnt the house down. It was hilarious.

L- (8:09 AM) I will back down from this argument, if only to preserve my dignity. Since you decided to text us at 8 AM, I assume that you have plans to celebrate your “first day of Halloween?”

V- (8:10 AM) Yep. I’ve got my Scooby-Doo VHS tapes, an entire gallon of iced coffee, and enough decorations to cover every square inch of my house. Life is good.

R- (8:11 AM) Wait which tapes?

V- (8:11 AM) Zombie Island, Witch’s Ghost, Alien Invaders, and Cyber Chase. The 4 best Scooby-Doo movies to ever exist.

R- (8:12 AM) Now I REALLY wanna watch Scooby-Doo

V- (8:12 AM) What’s stopping you?

L- (8:12 AM) The desire to have a stable income

R- (8:13 AM) I’m starring as Van Helsing for our theatre’s production of Dracula. I’ve got rehearsals and performances almost every night.

V- (8:13 AM) Sorry. I’ll watch it in your stead.

R- (8:14 AM) Gee, how thoughtful of you

(October 8th)

L- (2:32 PM) Virgil, did you seriously buy MORE chocolates?

V- (2:32 PM) Do you like them?

L- (2:32 PM) That’s not the point.

L- (2:33 PM) This is the 7th set of sweets you’ve sent us in the past 8 weeks. First of all, this is extremely unhealthy. Second of all, how much money have you spent on these? Third of all, you tend to send chocolates specifically when you’re planning something that we disapprove of. So what, pray tell, are you planning this time?

V- (2:34 PM) Wow, I didn’t realize you were keeping track of that.

L- (2:34 PM) I keep track of everything. Quit ignoring the questions.

V- (2:35 PM) Okay. First of all, if they make you happy it doesn’t matter. Second of all, if it makes you happy it doesn’t matter. Third of all, if it makes you happy it doesn’t matter :)

L- (2:35 PM) …

V- (2:35 PM) Besides, you wouldn’t want me to STOP sending you sweets, would you?

L- (2:36 PM) … Curse you and your knowledge of my sweets addiction.

V- (2:36 PM) :)

(October 15th)

L- (5:47 PM) VIRGIL!

V- (5:48 PM) Hm?

L- (5:48 PM) DID YOU SERIOUSLY TP OUR HOUSE?!?!?

V- (5:49 PM) You have no proof

L- (5:50 PM) [*Photo Attachment*]

[The photo is of a door. There is a square of TP taped to the door, the words “VIRGIL WAS TOTALLY NOT HERE” written in sharpie]

V- (5:50 PM) See? I was totally not there.

V- (5:51 PM) And I sent you pre-apology chocolates, so you can’t get mad!

L- (5:52 PM) I CAN STILL GET MAD

V- (5:52 PM) NO YOU WON’T OR I’LL STOP GETTING YOU CHOCOLATES

L- (5:53 PM) YOU WOULDN’T

V- (5:53 PM) TRY ME BITCH

R- (5:55 PM) I don’t know WHAT you did, but Logan called me, screeched your name, and hung up. Keep up the good work, storm cloud ;)

(October 22nd)

V- (3:42 PM) Hey Pat?

P- (3:42 PM) What’s up, Kiddo?

V- (3:42 PM) You bake, right?

P- (3:43 PM) It would be very hard to run a bakery if I couldn’t, Kiddo!

V- (3:43 PM) True

V- (3:43 PM) So what do you do if your cookies catch on fire?

P- (3:43 PM) WHAT

V- (3:44 PM) [*Photo Attachment*]

[The photo is of an oven. The door is open, and inside is a tray of Pillsbury ghost sugar cookies. They are all on fire]

P- (3:44 PM) PUT IT OUT

V- (3:44 PM) HOW

P- (3:45 PM) DON’T YOU HAVE A FIRE EXTINGUISHER?!?!

V- (3:45 PM) WON’T THAT RUIN THE COOKIES?

P- (3:45 PM) THOSE COOKIES ARE GONERS. ACCEPT YOUR LOSS

V- (3:46 PM) [*Photo attachment*]

[The photo is of the same oven. The door is still open, yet the entire inside of the oven is covered in foam]

V- (3:46 PM) Now what?

P- (3:46 PM) First of all, turn off the oven.

V- (3:47 PM) Done

P- (3:47 PM) Okay. Now answer me this: HOW THE FUDGE DID YOU MANAGE TO CATCH PREMADE SUGAR COOKIES ON FIRE???

V- (3:48 PM) I DON’T KNOW! I JUST PUT THEM IN THE OVEN AND SUDDENLY THEY WERE ON FIRE

L- (3:48 PM) Are you alright, Virgil? Did you sustain any burns or other injuries?

P- (3:48 PM) HOLY STARS I SHOULD’VE ASKED! ARE YOU OKAY VIRGIL?

V- (3:49 PM) I’m fine. I burned my wrist but it’s not that bad.

L- (3:49 PM) Will you please send a picture of your injury?

V- (3:49 PM) [*Photo attachment*]

[The photo is of a left hand. The hand is long, slender, and pale. The nails are long and painted black with cat noses and whiskers. The person’s wrist has a minor burn wound, around the size of a golf ball]

L- (3:50 PM) You are correct, Virgil. It appears to be a minor burn, no need to contact the hospital. However, I would greatly appreciate it if you tend to your burn at your earliest convenience.

P- (3:50 PM) Go wrap up that burn, kiddo! Make sure you add burn cream, too!

P- (3:51 PM) AND OH MY GOSH I LOVE YOUR NAILS! They’re PAWsitively PURRfect!

L- (3:51 PM) Please stop

P- (3:52 PM) Alright. Wouldn’t wanna have a CATastrophe, would we?

L- (3:52 PM) Please. I beg of you.

V- (3:53 PM) Okay, all patched up. What do I do about my cookies?

L- (3:53 PM) Make sure your oven has fully cooled down before attempting to clean it.

P- (3:54 PM) AND DON’T DO THAT EVER AGAIN, MISTER!

P- (3:54 PM) You nearly gave me a heart attack!

V- (3:55 PM) Sorry, won’t happen again.

L- (3:55 PM) I assume that this means you will be buying post-apology sweets? I assure you that it is unnecessary, Virgil. Your health and safety are more important than confectionaries.

L- (3:57 PM) Virgil?

L- (3:57 PM) Please refrain from buying more sweets.

L- (3:58 PM) I’ve already gained 3.4 pounds alone from these “Gifts”

V- (3:58 PM) Too late, already bought them

P- (3:58 PM) You don’t have to, Kiddo!

P- (3:59 PM) And Lolo, don’t blame V on your weight gain. I know Ro’s not the only one sneaking whole jars of jelly from the cabinets at night.

L- (3:59 PM) Virgil, how much are you spending on these sweets?

V- (4:00 PM) Would it help if I said that I get a discount since I purchase chocolates almost weekly?

L- (4:00 PM) VIRGIL

V- (4:01 PM) :)

R- (6:58 PM) Why does all the interesting stuff happen while I’m at work?

V- (6:59 PM) Get wrecked Princey

R- (6:59 PM) :(

V- (7:00 PM) Don’t worry I got you sweets too

R- (7:00 PM) :)

(October 24th)

L- (2:32 PM) VIRGIL!

V- (2:33 PM) Did you get your sweets? Send me a pick! I didn’t get to see the end result

P- (2:33 PM) [*Photo Attachment*]

[The photo is of three vases, each of different colors. The light blue vase is filled with tulips made of white chocolate. There are also chocolate-covered straberry and a giant chocolate lollipop with the words “I appreciate you a chocoLOT!” The red vase is filled with milk chocolate roses and another chocolate lollipop that says “Good luck slaying Vampires!” The navy blue vase is the most elaborate (probably just to mess with Logan). It’s filled with dark chocolate tulips AND roses, with a whole jar of crofters nestled into the middle of the bouquet. It’s lollipop reads “Weight and Cost are just #s!”]

P- (2:34 PM) These are ADORABLE, Virgil!

L- (2:34 PM) How much did you spend on this, Virgil?

V- (2:34 PM) Did you not read your lollipop?

V- (2:35 PM) Don’t worry about it, I wouldn’t buy the chocolates if I couldn’t afford them :)

L- (2:35 PM) My digestive system can’t afford them.

V- (2:36 PM) Well I couldn’t give you pre-apology chocolates so I had to give you epic post-apology chocolates.

P- (2:37 PM) Well, I cannot wait to eat these! Seriously, I’ve already eaten half a tulip. And these vases will look so pretty holding ACTUAL flowers! Thank you so much, V! But remember, you don’t have to do this. We don’t need apology sweets!

V- (2:38 PM) I know, but it’s comforting to know that there’s at least ONE way I can interact with you guys beyond texting. I’m sorry that I’m still not comfortable talking face-to-face yet.

P- (2:38 PM) That’s completely fine, Kiddo! Take all the time you need. We’ll be here when you’re ready.

L- (2:39 PM) I agree.Though I still do not see the purpose of excessive spending on our behalf.

R- (2:39 PM) Well I find it extremely thoughtful, storm cloud. I would type an entire ballad of how caring and kind you are, but I must get back to work. I shall speak with you tonight, fair raven.

V- (2:40 PM) Thanks, guys. It means a lot to me.

(October 31st)

L- (10:17 AM) How are you feeling about your “final day of Halloween,” Virgil?

V- (10:18 AM) Incredibly depressed

P- (10:18 AM) Aww. Why’s that, Kiddo?

V- (10:19 AM) You guys know how I travel around with my friends, right?

V- (10:19 AM) Well apparently we have to travel out today. We won’t be back until tomorrow afternoon.

R- (10:20 AM) I’m deeply sorry, my precious stormcloud. If I may ask, why do you have to travel tonight?

V- (10:20 AM) My friends like to go to parties out of town, and I go to make sure they don’t get themselves killed.

P- (10:21 AM) I’m sorry you have to miss Halloween, Kiddo. I know how much you were looking forward to it.

V- (10:22 AM) I’m still gonna wear my costume. Just because I can’t celebrate at home doesn’t mean I can’t celebrate at all.

L- (10:22 AM) What costume have you decided to wear?

V- (10:23 AM) [*Photo attachment*]

[Photo is the bottom half of someone’s face. They’re smiling, with black lipstick and fake Vampire teeth. There’s red liquid running down their chin.]

P- (10:23 AM) That looks FANGtastic, Virgil!

L- (10:23 AM) I hope you have an amenable experience at the party, Virgil.

R- (10:24 AM) I agree! You look amazing and I hope you enjoy the party, storm cloud. Do not worry, I will watch The Nightmare Before Christmas in your stead!

V- (10:25 AM) Wow I feel so grateful

R- (10:25 AM) :)

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The Capture of Ryuk

Monday Morning:

A regular day for 15-year-old Ryuk in 1980, in Westville, he was serving at the bakery, Charlotte’s Home Sweets.

“Come on Ryuk! Business is coming low!” Mrs. Charlotte hollered from the front door of the bakery,

“Yes, Mrs. Charlotte!” Ryuk replies as he brushes off the sweat from his forehead. Legend says Mrs. Charlotte has been running the bakery since WW2, and she doesn’t even seem that old. Although her mood has never changed, you see Mrs. Charlotte’s husband was fighting WW2 but died in Hawaii when Mrs. And Mr. Charlotte were on vacation, she managed to escape, but Mr. Charlotte was right on the scene, and Mr. Charlotte died. But Mrs. Charlotte heard something strange in that scene, Mr. Charlotte’s last words were, “Aliens are here..” and aliens were of course make-believe in the WW2 occurred, so no one genuinely believed in aliens.

“Hi, Mr. Buck, what would you like to order?” Ryuk questions, as he has a coffee in one hand cinnamon rolls in another,

“Oh come on Ryuk! You know I love the regular!” Mr. Buck exclaimed as he pointed his smoking pipe to Ryuk. Mr. Buck’s smoking pipe was from his great grandfather.

“You know where this pipe came from?” Mr. Buck asked,

“N-no sir,” Ryuk stammered,

“A day in West Virginia, My great Grandad, was on his carriage with his two white horses, Philly and Emilly, he was having a normal day going to his work when he heeded something very glistening, he deemed it was a bird with a fragment of glass, but a tobacco pipe came falling’ from the sky, he called it the ‘holy pipe’”.

“Wow I didn’t know that, but could that glistening thing be aliens?” Ryuk questioned,

“No son, there is nothing such as aliens.” Mr. Buck frowned, gave him the money, and left the shop. Later that night, Ryuk came home and started arranging dinner, he seized out two eggs and started boiling them. Ryuk thought more profoundly about what could have been the glistening object in the sky, Ryuk smelt some burnt smells and black dust coating the kitchen, he instantly lowered the heat and poured the burnt egg on a plate, and threw himself on the sofa going into a deep sleep.

Tuesday 7:30 am:

“Knock! Knock! Ryuk! Are you there?!” The newspaper yelled. Ryuk heard some mumbling sounds, and then quickly got up and brushed his eye with his quite red fingers, and opened the door,

“Yes?” He squeaked tiredly,

“Newspaper!” The guy said, Ryuk took the newspaper from him, and locked the door with his lavish strength, he opened a window and then launched the newspaper outside.

8:45 am:

Ryuk locked his door and headed outside, to the bakery, to start his very hard-working job. Ryuk lost both his parents at the age of 5 months, he never really knew what happened to them.

“Oh good! Start by cleaning the dishes!” Mrs. Charlotte said in a somewhat polite way,

“Yes, Mam!” Ryuk answered with very little enthusiasm.

5:30 pm:

It was the end of the shift and Ryuk was heading home to go to bed.

“Hey look, it’s the kid who works at the bakery, what a poor idiot!” Easton giggled with his 2 other friends,

“Leave me alone,” Ryuk sighs and said in a very tired way,

“Oh is that so? Do you want some money, so you can have a bed?” Easton assured. Ryuk ignores them and starts heading home-

“Look, the orphan bakery nerd is running home!!!” Easton and his other mates laughed quite hard. That’s when Ryuk lost his mind took out his right arm and punched Easton in the right eye,

“Oww!! Fight that loser!” Easton said looking like he declared war, one of Easton’s friends tried to kick him but Ryuk grasped his leg and slammed him on the terrain. His other friend started to sneak behind him and strangled him. Ryuk was trying to get his muscular hands off his throat, and that’s when Easton spotted a rock and thrust it as hard as he could on Ryuk’s face, Ryuk went all black.

Wednesday 9:45 am:

“Honey, are you ok?!” A lady asked,

“Oh yeah, I am ok,” Ryuk guesses, as he sees dark blood on the ground and then touches his face,

“Honey, I think you should be at the hospital!” The lady said with fright,

“No, I am okay,” Ryuk smiles and runs to the bakery. As he was running one thing on his mind was, ‘are aliens real?’

“Oh my!! What happened?!?” Mrs. Charlotte asked, hoping for a long answer,

“I fell, there is nothing to worry about,” Ryuk said with a fake smile,

“Come to the kitchen!” Mrs. Charlotte demanded,

“I am serious, nothing happened!” Ryuk said with determination,

“Did those three hooligans beat you up again?” Mrs. Charlotte questions, as she gets the medkit out,

“Yeah,” Ryuk mumbles, Easton’s father was the richest in the town, he owned all the bakeries, Easton also went to school but Ryuk didn’t because he couldn’t afford it,

“I will tell you what, you can take some rest for this shift, and I will give you some money to go get some ice cream,” Mrs. Charlotte smiles, and puts the bandage beneath his left eye,

“Are you sure?” Ryuk asked, Mrs. Charlotte, nodded.

10:10 am:

Ryuk was at the library licking his ice cream and started playing alien games. There was a spaceship, and it would suck up many people from the beach. The game was indeed dull, to be truthful, but Ryuk was so interested that he never got bored, he played it on for hours and hours until it was lunch. Ryuk yawned and stretched his arms and legs and went to eat lunch. He loved eating lunch at McDonald’s, the cheapest restaurant in town but had the best tasting food.

Moments later:

“McDonald’s! What would you like to order Ryuk?” Mrs. Tucker asked, with a very pleasant smile as if she got a promotion,

“The Big Mac, thank you!” Ryuk said with the least excitement,

“That will be $3.15!” Mrs. Tucker said, Ryuk looked at his money and he had three dollars and twenty cents left, he gave 3 one-dollar bills, and 3 nickels. Mrs. Tucker’s regular consumer was Ryuk. Ryuk munched the big mac as if he was the hungriest person on Earth, he thought in his head are aliens even present? Would aliens take over the world? Is Mr. Buck’s smoking pipe from the aliens? And what does Mr. Charlotte’s last word supposed to even mean? All these thoughts were circling Ryuk’s head.

“Hey, Ryuk, are you ok?” Mrs. Tucker asserts,

“Yeah kind of,” Ryuk confirms,

“You look like you are in deep thought,” Mrs. Tucker said with concern, Ryuk takes a deep breath,

“I know you might think this is a stupid question but are aliens real?” Ryuk replies, with very limited expectation, for Mrs. Tucker to not say he’s stupid,

“My big brother was a Xenoarchaeologist, in Hawaii, while he was doing an experiment he passed away,” Mrs. Tucker cries,

“I am so sorry,” Ryuk stated,

“Before my brother’s death, he gave me this artifact which has a different language written on it and he said to return it to them,” Mrs. Tucker said with misery,

“It must mean that it’s from the aliens, right?” Ryuk asked,

“Yes, at least I think so,” Mrs. Tucker,

“I need to go, Mrs. Tucker, bye!” Ryuk conveys,

“Bye!” Mrs. Tucker responds with her half crying voice.

Thursday 9:00 am:

Ryuk was walking down the road until he saw multiple posters that say, ‘Your chance to go to Hawaii, state why you want to and can be the winner on August 5th in city hall at 2:45 pm’. This was Ryuk’s only chance to know what Mr. Charlotte’s last words meant.

Two months later:

It was Wednesday, 2:00 pm, Ryuk got in his best clothes, ate some bacon and eggs, and entered outside, but that’s when he ran into someone,

“Look who it is! The nerd of baking, I heard he is studying about aliens,” Easton giggles, and then the 3 of them start to laugh,

“I am studying about aliens, and they are just a different type of species,” Ryuk whispers putting his head,

“Oh is that right! This loser thinks aliens are real,” Easton blabbers,

“It is, you see I was playing this game in the library-” Ryuk said,

“I don’t CARE! Look, just stay out of my way, I am going to Hawaii and you are going to be a poor loser working in that bakery!” Easton yells,

“You have all that money and you can’t go to Hawaii?” Ryuk questions,

“Look, my dad thinks I have to earn money myself, and then spend it to go to Hawaii,” Easton said in a way that sounds like his dad is a villain. Ryuk nods and just heads to the city hall, but the city hall was very far away, about 30 mins, and Ryuk couldn’t walk 10 miles, he already wasted a good amount of time talking to Easton, he had to take the cab.

“Ryuk!! Are you going to the city hall?” A man said from a far distance approaches Ryuk with a taxi,

“MR. BUCK!! You saved my life, I was wondering how I would get to the city center, Thank you so much!” Ryuk answers with a large smile,

“No problem, always happy to help!” Mr. Buck replies. Ryuk opens the yellow smooth taxi door and gets in the cab, the seats were a printed design of circles and triangles.

2:40 pm:

Ryuk and Mr. Buck get out of the car and enter the City hall, there were rows of seats filled withs crowds of people, the soothing opera music made people dance around the massive building. Mr. Buck and Ryuk got the front row seats, everyone there looked like they wanted to go to Hawaii.

“Hello everyone! I am Atticus Wilson, which all of you probably know, and today we’re going to have participants give reasonable answers on why they want to go to Hawaii!” As Mr. Wilson states, the whole crowd cheers. Many participants go by until it was Easton’s turn,

“Easton!” Mr. Wilson yells,

“Coming Dad!” Easton replies,

“Okay,” Mr. Wilon responds, Easton sprints to the stairs and goes to the middle of the stage,

“I want to go to Hawaii because I want to enjoy life!” Easton assures.

“Next participant, Ryuk!” Mr. Wilson hollers,

“Oh LOOK it’s the loser!” Easton said as he runs down the stairs, Ryuk goes to the middle of the stage,

“I want to go to Hawaii, because of my love and interest in aliens, either mythical or true living species. I want to go and discover it by myself. I also want to know what Mr. Charlotte meant when saying his last words!” Ryuk said with a proud smile. The crowd starts clapping.

“Okay, that’s enough! The winner of-” Mr. Wilson doesn’t complete the sentence, but Easton runs to the stairs, knowing he would win,

“What the heck are you doing?!” Mr. Wilson said with a concerned face,

“Oh, I was just coming up here because I won!” Easton said proudly. The whole crowd seemed blank. Mr. Wilson quickly ignores,

“Sorry about that, the winner of this competition is Ryuk! Please come to the stage,” Mr. Wilson said with a smile. The crowd starts applauding,

“What?! THE LOSER BAKING NERD WON?!” Easton screams,

“Easton! YOU DO NOT call people that?!” Mr. Wilson yells back. Ryuk runs to the stage and goes to the middle.

“I loved your reason! Which is why I chose you as the winner!” Mr. Wilson said,

“But WHY?!” Easton hollers,

“Let me tell you why, when I was your age I also worked at the bakery, I did not have a rich dad,” Mr. Eastons said, the crowd gasps and so does Easton and Ryuk,

“So you were also a loser like Ryuk?!” Easton asked,

“No, and Ryuk is not a loser, I loved mythical creatures especially the Loch Ness Monster! And the mayor at my time had a contest to go to Scotland, I won and I went to Scotland to research the Loch Ness monster, and I saw this passion inside of Ryuk so that’s why I chose him!” Mr. WIlson confirms. Mr. Wilson gives the ticket to Ryuk,

“Thank you so much!” Ryuk said respectfully, Mr. Wilson smiles and nods.

4:00 pm:

“Well Ryuk, when is the flight?” Mrs. Charlotte asked,

“Its next week Monday,” Ryuk said with panic,

“I will tell you what you can have this whole week, off you’ve never been on an airplane, so get mentally prepared and do go pack your luggage,” Mrs. Charlotte smiles and pats Ryuk’s back,

“Thank you!” Ryuk said happily and walked away. As Ryuk was walking down the road he bumped into someone-

“Oh, I am so sorry!” Ryuk said with dismay

“Oh it's alright, wait you’re the winner from the City Hall today,” The girl who is 1 inch shorter than Ryuk and has freckles,

“Uhh yeah, who are you though?” Ryuk questions,

“I am Crystal! Nice to meet you!! You know there are two seats, so I was wondering if I could come?” Crystal said with cute dog eyes, her eyes were blue and her hair was golden,

“Wait, yeah um it does say two seats, so we just met, um,” Ryuk tries to deny but doesn’t know what’s the right choice,

“Oh yeah, I know we just met but come on!!!!! Please???” Crystal tries very hard to convince Ryuk,

“The flights on Monday, 6:45 am, sharp!” Ryuk with serious,

“Ok, I will come to pick you up with a cab, at 5:30 am,” Crystal said,

“Ok I will be ready by then, and my streets in Coronado drive 1142, my name is Ryuk,” Ryuk said with a happy smile,

“Bye! See you on Monday!” Crystal said with a superb amount of enthusiasm,

“Yup!” Ryuk replies.

Monday 5:20 am:

Ryuk got up from his bed, brushed his teeth, he was very sleepy, his eyelids were almost pouring like a liquid to his face, but that’s when he remembered what cartoons do when they are sleepy; he went to his kitchen, and opened one of the cabinets, he took out the toothpicks, and placed from his eyelid, to beneath his eye. His eye still had a scar when Easton threw the rock, but his pain was gone. Ryuk yawned, and poured some milk in his red transparent glass, he drank the milk as if it was his last meal, he took a banana and started munching on that too.

“Knock! Knock! Knock!” Ryuk ran to the door and opened it,

“Hi! The cab came a little earlier than planned,” Crystal said, with very little excitement,

“Oh ok! I am going to get the suitcase,” Ryuk said,

“Ok!” Crystal replies. Ryuk goes straight into a dark hallway and returns with a pleasant smile and a suitcase in his hand. Ryuk takes the red and ripped suitcase and places it in the trunk of the cab.

“All set!” Crystal announces,

“Yup!” Ryuk said as he was locking the door. He slides in the car, and closes the door,

“I am 13, and I am studying about alien stuff,” Crystal said,

“Oh, aliens are cool, but I am going to Hawaii, so I can solve a mystery,” Ryuk replies. Crystal nods and they both get comfortable to lay back.

6:00 am:

Crystal and Ryuk reach the airport, it was the biggest thing Ryuk had ever seen in his life,

“This is humongous, we’re gonna get lost in it,” Ryuk said with fright,

“Don’t worry silly, we won’t get lost, just look at the gate number,” Crystal remarks,

“27A,” Ryuk said with confusion,

“Oh ok! That means it must be this way,” Crystal points as she states. After following Crystal for a few moments, they ran into an elevator,

“We’re gonna need to use this,” Crystal said with excitement. They both go inside and Crystal presses a button, they go up, and they see a very large line, Crystal, walks straight into that line, and Ryuk follows her behind.

“Wait, why are we here?” Ryuk asked,

“Check-in line,” Crystal replies quickly. Crystal looked like she was very rich, all her cosmetics, made her look like her father worked for the president, even her suitcase,

“Ok!” Ryuk, blinks, and then Crystal was gone

“Crystal???!!” Ryuk yells, then a parade of people comes shoving him,

“Watch it, kid!!” A guy roars,

“Sorry,” Ryuk whimpers. And then he saw his luggage gone, he saw a man with a black cap, with his luggage running,

“HEY! Give it back!” Ryuk yells, with all his voice. He sprints, as swift as he can, and slams many people,

“Hey oww!” A woman shrieks,

“What a hooligan!” Another woman hollers. Ryuk saw a bike and hopped onto it. He chases the man for a few moments, until the man trips, and runs away,

“Finally!” Ryuk pants,

“You dummy, where were you?! I hate running you can get in trouble, in the airport realize?!” Crystal said, with terror,

“Sorry! Long story short, some guy stole my suitcase,” Ryuk said,

“I guess at least we’re not late,”

“Why don’t like you like running?” Ryuk asked,

“My mother died by running by running,” Crystal whispered,

“Ok, let’s do the check-in,” Crystal said with disbelief. Crystal approaches the women’s side, and Ryuk to the men’s side.

“Do you have any electronic devices son?” The officer asked with his shades on,

“No,” Ryuk confirms,

“Any jewelry? Liquid? Weapon? Sharp stuff? Or batteries,” The officer pulls, his shades down, and looks at Ryuk’s eye,

“No sir!” Ryuk said with confidence,

“Ok your good son, now I want you to stand like a tree, with your arms stretched,” Officer demands,

“Ok,” Ryuk replies. The officer gets an electronic gadget and touches Ryuk with it all over his body,

“You all good, son, now take your luggage and you can go,” The officer smiles, Ryuk goes straight and takes his luggage, and waits for Crystal.

“Ok so it’s 6:30, just 15 mins, before the flight, so we will go to gate 27A, and board there,” Crystal remarks. Ryuk nods as if he understood everything, which he didn’t.

A few moments later:

“Boarding flight, please come to the boarding station!” The lady on the speaker announced. The whole crowd, including Crystal and Ryuk, rushed and formed a line.

“Next person,” The Karen lady said impatiently,

“Hi! This is our ticket,” Crystal affirms, and hands the ticket to the lady,

“All set you can go!” The lady said Crystal and Ryuk enter a long hallway made out of the grey, rough carpet. Ryuk pulled his red suitcase with max strength because the suitcase was getting stuck on the carpet.

“Hi, this is Hawaiian Airlines Boeing 737, welcome in!” The kind flight attendant said, Crystal nodded and went inside the airplane.

“Who was that?” Ryuk whispers with a frown,

“The flight attendant, the person who cleans and makes the food of the airplane,” Crystal replies back.

“Seat 31C and 30B,” Ryuk announces,

“I will sit in 30B, and you can sit in 31C,” Crystal said. They walk until find 30,

“Ok you are right behind, and you get the window seat,” Crystal said as she lifted her suitcase, and put it on the top compartment, Ryuk did the same thing. Ryuk slides in his seat, and he sees an old woman coming in his direction.

“Hi, honey! Is this sit 31B?” The old lady asked,

“Y-yes, mam!” Ryuk stutters,

“Oh, goodie!” The old lady smiles. The lady gets slides in the middle seat. Then when Ryuk saw something glistening in the sky it might have been the sun, but it was moving.

“This is captain Bill, we will be taking off now, please put on your seat belts,” The radio announces. Ryuk puts his seatbelts on and prays that this will be very safe. The engine starts to rev, and then the airplane goes into its top-tier speed and Ryuk closes his eyes.

A few hours later:

The flight attendant had given his food, and Ryuk started to open it, it was beef tacos, he munched on it as quickly as possible so he fell asleep again, but he had swallowed it too, so he was probably not going to go to sleep again. Once Ryuk wakes up he cannot go back to sleep.

“Honey do you want a cookie, I baked it for my grandson,” The old lady said with kindness, and offers Ryuk a cookie,

“Thank you!” Ryuk said as he took one. He munched on the cookie, it was chocolate and strawberry, two of Ryuk’s favorite flavors. As Ryuk ate them, he thought that this lady must have had a very good experience baking cookies.

“This is awesome,” Ryuk said with astonishment,

“Well back in my day we used to have a lot of bakeries, and I used to work in one, my boss, taught me how to make the best cookies,” The old lady informs,

“Oh! That makes sense!” Ryuk confirms. Ryuk gets comfortable and closes his eyes.

“We have a slight problem, but there is nothing to worry about, stay cautious we might run into turbulence,” The captain remarked. Ryuk was afraid that they would crash or something, but it probably wasn’t going to happen. Ryuk got up from his seat and headed to the restroom. He opened the door and went in. There were no lights in it so he didn’t lock the door.

“We have a bigger problem, there is something in the sky that is visible, we are still trying to figure out what it is!” The captain yelled. Ryuk got out of the bathroom and sprinted to his seat. He puts on his seatbelt and starts to pray. Then he saw something very flashy, it came in quick, and it broke one of the wings of the plane, which exploded. He went black and then he heard the radio on the plane,

“MAYDAY! MAYDAY! BRACE FOR IMPACT!” The captain screamed, Ryuk looked out the window, he saw the plane going super fast into the water.

“Ryuk?!” Crystal screamed,

“Is this heaven?” Ryuk replied,

“NO! You are alive!” Crystal said with concern,

“It’s a miracle?” Ryuk said as he got up. He saw his hand bleeding wildly. Ryuk got up, and he looked at the island, it wasn’t big but it wasn’t small either,

“How are we supposed to get out of here?” Ryuk asked,

“I don’t know, maybe a boat or an airplane will come?” Crystal said with uncertainty.

“We have to survive here somehow, well first I am going to take some rest, I need to take all of this in,” Ryuk said while wiping his forehead. Crystal nods,

“I am going to check out the other side, to see if there are any other survivors,” Crystal declared. Ryuk lays down in the sand and closes his eyes.

A Few hours later:

Ryuk wakes up from the sound of the waves, he sees Crystal stargazing at the sky.

“Are there any survivors?” Ryuk questions,

“No, just us,” Crystal replies,

“What about food, will it last us days?” Ryuk asked with a positive attitude,

“Just 2 days,” Crystal replies,

“We’re kinda doomed,” Ryuk said tiredly. Ryuk goes to a large coconut tree and sees a big leaf on the ground, he takes the leaf and wraps it around his hand, and goes to bed.

Morning:

Ryuk yawns and gets up. He sees Crystal circling the trees in deep thought,

“We need to build a shelter, so we can be protected from the weather, there is a high chance of a storm coming in,” Crystal announced to Ryuk,

“Yeah! You're right, but we also need the materials. We can make the shelter out of bamboo,” Ryuk said,

“Your right I am going to go check if there are any materials that are floating in the ocean,” Crystal informs,

“Oh ok! Then I will look at the materials on the island,” Ryuk declared back. Crystal dives into the ocean and goes at full speed. Ryuk sees a ton of big leaves on the ground, and he got a good idea. He took one of the leaves and put sand in it. He also broke the leaf and a sticky goop came out, he put it in the leaves and wrapped it, this was his idea of a pillow. So he made two of these, for a pillow. Ryuk found big rocks. This can be a good idea to write something on the ground or protect from the weather. As Ryuk was done with it, he waited until Crystal came back.

“I am back, I got some supplies!” Crystal said with excitement,

“Nice!” Ryuk replies,

“I found a hatchet, some wet blankets, lots of pretzels and peanut packs, and lastly, a big shield, well not exactly a big shield, its the door to the airplane,” Crystal said happily

“Well, the hatchet will be very useful!” Ryuk decides,

“We can cut down the coconut tree and use the wood from it,” Crystal suggests,

“Yeah, I was thinking that too,” Ryuk said. Ryuk takes the hatchet and gives all his force at the coconut tree, but it didn’t do a dent,

“The problem is it would take a million tries, by that time it will be dull,” Crystal remarks,

“Your right but we’re gonna have to keep trying until we have successfully done it,” Ryuk said with confidence and keeps swinging,

“I got an idea!!” Crystal face glows up,

“What is it” Ryuk questions,

“Is there any rope,” Crystal asked,

goes fast, doing a lot of damage to the tree

“Yeah!” Ryuk said. Ryuk gave the rope to her, and Crystal tied it between two other trees, she took the hatchet and pulled it with rope like a catapult. The hatchet flew onto the tree, making a lot of marks on the tree. Ryuk and Crystal tried it over and over until they were exhausted,

“This might take us forever, and I am really hungry,” Crystal said with tiredness,

“Me too, we need to find food, I saw a bus with berries earlier, let’s eat the berries,” Ryuk said as he pointed in a direction. Crystal follows Ryuk until they reach a big thorny berry bush.

“Wow, that’s a lot of blueberries!” Crystal jumps in excitement

“Those aren’t blueberries, they are huckleberries,” Ryuk consults. When Ryuk was 8, he used to live with his uncles, until they died from a tragic accident, before that accident he used to go on the boy scouts team. From there he learned all about berries, now he practically could identify any berry in the world.

“I see!” Crystal said as she pulled one from the bush. She tastes it and makes a sour face,

“They are very sour, I guess we have to stick to the food that remains,” Ryuk said hopelessly. Crystal pulls out a bag and sees all kinds of food there. He first started eating the pretzels, they were very salty, he saw the old lady’s cookies and started thinking whether he was the chosen one to live. He saw Crystal devouring the cookies one by one.

“I am full Ryuk!” Ryuk declared,

“Me too,” Crystal replies while rubbing her stomach. They get the hatchet and start cutting the tree again.

“BANG!” The tree falls after numerous amount of tries,

“Finally!!” Ryuk yells and brushes the perspiration off his forehead. Ryuk chops the tree into pieces and uses some of the pieces to make a bed and the other to construct the shelter. He takes the rope, bamboo, and coconut tree pieces and ties them together to make a whole shed.

“Great we made a shed, to protect us from rainy weathers,” Ryuk said proudly,

“Ok now we got a place to sleep tonight, we’re gonna need blankets because it’s gonna start getting cold,” Crystal exclaimed,

“No problem we got these large leaves, we can use this as a blanket,” Ryuk replies,

“Yeah, that’ll work!” Crystal gives a quick response and smiles. It was the evening, Ryuk and Crystal started circling the island.

“There’s a lot of rocks, we can form a word from using these rocks, like ‘HELP’” Ryuk articulates,

“That’s a fantastic idea,” Crystal said with joy. Both of them take huge rocks and form the letters h, e, l, and p.

“Let’s hope someone can see this!” Crystal exclaimed. Ryuk nods and heads on to the food basket,

“There are 6 meals, it will help us for today’s dinner and tomorrow’s lunch and dinner combined,” Crystal declared,

“Oh that means, after that, we need to make our food,” Ryuk said with dismay. Crystal nods and walks away.

“What do you think the time is?” Ryuk questions, Crystal stops midway,

“Probably 7 pm or 6:30 pm,” Crystal said with uncertainty,

“Well then let’s have supper!” Ryuk exclaimed,

“I am not that hungry, you can eat,” Crystal remarked,

“Okay I guess, Ryuk said. He opens the transparent box and sees two cold tacos, he eats them like he never ate in his life. Ryuk finishes quickly and goes to the shelter,

“You sure you don’t want to eat? The food will get col-” Ryuk doesn’t finish his sentence when Crystal interrupts,

“THE FOODS NOT GONNA GET COLD OKAY? Look I JUST CAN’T TAKE ANY OF THIS!!” Crystal screams as she walks away. Ryuk goes to his bunk, lays down, and goes to sleep.

“Ahhh What a beautiful day,” Ryuk says as he stretches his arm and gets up from his hard bed. Sleeping that night was horrible, the bed was so hard Ryuk had a backache in the middle of the night. Ryuk looked beside and saw Crystal’s bed with a huge leaf on it. Crystal probably used that as a blanket.

“Look I am sorry about last night I just couldn’t believe it! Can you please forgive me?” Crystal asked,

“Yeah, sure!” Ryuk said politely when he steps on something smooth but hard, Ryuk looks down and sees a turtle,

“Ahhhh!” Ryuk yells,

“Silly it’s just a turtle!” Crystal laughed,

“Can we keep him?” Ryuk asked,

“Am I your mom? Yeah, we can keep him,” Crystal said with thrill,

“Let’s name him Roca,” Ryuk declared,

“Sure I guess, as long as she’s fine with it,” Crystal says with a pleasant smile. Ryuk can have Crystal play with Roca the whole day.

Another day passed, like nothing, and Roca was gone from his sandpit. Ryuk yawns,

“Where’s Roca?” Ryuk asked with solicitude. Crystal wakes up in an instant,

“Maybe he went for a walk or a swim?” Crystal guessed,

“Probably,” Ryuk remarked. Ryuk stared at Roca’s pit for a minute and went to the side of the island, there wasn’t any way they could brush their teeth, so Ryuk and Crystal used the salty water to rub it against their teeth. You might be also wondering by now, how are they drinking water? They are using the salty one till now.

“We can’t stick with the salty water, it’s toxic and it’s not like the salt is going away from our body,” Crystal declared,

“Your right,” Ryuk responded while wondering what can be another solution,

“How many coconuts are there?” Crystal asked,

“From the tree, we cut down, um a solid 50,” Ryuk said,

“Well, that’s awesome! That’s more than enough for us to last about 25 days,” Crystal yelped,

“Well, I think we should start by cutting the coconuts!” Ryuk exclaimed. He took the dull hatchet and kept on slicing the coconut with his one hand until it broke.

“Crack!” The coconut cracked,

“Okay I got one cracked, I need to do another,” Ryuk remarked,

“You can just do this instead,” Crystal said, as she placed the hatchet straight and then started banging the coconut on the hatchet,

“Crack!” The coconut cracked,

“See this took way less time,” Crystal discloses. Both of them start munching on the copra and then drinking the coconut water.

“Good breakfast!” Ryuk exclaimed. Ryuk took the last of his remaining rope, a long stick, and sharp rock, and combined it to make a spear.

“Now this can be good to catch fish!” Ryuk said as if he invented something new. Happiness wasn’t a critical mood in this situation, it is hope, belief, and determination. Ryuk’s clothes were all ripped and his hand was still healing. They knew that they were hopeless, but most importantly they had belief in themselves and each other. Ryuk ran to the ocean with his spear in one hand, after several tries he caught a fish,

“I CAUGHT ONE!” Ryuk yelled in astonishment,

“Just one?” Crystal said,

“Well, they are really fast,” Ryuk remarked,

“I am going to make a fire so we can cook the fish,” Crystal said,

“Okay I will try to catch more fish then,” Ryuk replied. Crystal finds a lot of extra wood from the other day and finds flint rocks and a little bit of steel from her pocket, it must have been the metal necklace she had been carrying, she rubbed the flint and the little bit of steel together for a pretty long time until the fire came out she placed it on the wood,

“I made a fire!!!” Crystal said,

“Nice, I am trying to find more fish,” Ryuk announces. As Ryuk goes back to the ocean he sees Roca with two large fish in her mouth,

“Roca got us fish!” Ryuk exclaimed,

“Thanks, Roca, we’ll cook one for you too!” Crystal affirmed. Crystal took the two fish from Roca’s mouth, she took two sticks and put them inside the fish.

“Now we can roast it over the fire like they’re a marshmallow,” Crystal exclaimed with happiness as if she got what she wanted for her birthday. Ryuk got his large leaves as a plate. After a long time, the fish was done, Crystal gave one fish to Ryuk, one to Roca, and one for herself.

“Roca's, it's really hot, so be careful!” Crystal said as if she was Roca’s mom. Roca did not listen to a single word to what Crystal said and she started munching like she never ate before,

“It needs a lot of things,” Ryuk affirmed,

“Yeah it does, but we don’t have any of the ingredients,” Crystal said hopelessly,

“One of the most important things that we need is a taste to this fish, maybe we should put some berries there,” Ryuk conveyed,

“We can, but the berries have a horrible taste,” Crystal affirmed,

“We can try it right?” Ryuk responded,

“Fine, we can try it at dinner, but if anything goes wrong it’s all your fault,” Crystal acknowledges.

Eight hours later or 9 pm:

Crystal went to the berry bush and plucked out 10 berries, This is not the best idea Crystal thought inside her head. Crystal loved reading, in school people called book addicts, and that’s why she can go deep in pretty much anything you can think of. Crystal walks over to the fire and starts setting the fish up.

“Hey on the bright side we get to experiment with things!” Ryuk exclaimed,

“I am not giving the ‘tasted’ to fish Roca,” Crystal replied,

“Fine,” Ryuk remarked, Ryuk walked away and went to the other side island, so he can gather leaves to make a plate, he plucked leaves off the tree, then he turned around saw Crystal,

“H-ow?! Did you come here so fast?” Ryuk stuttered with confusion,

“I used to run in my school, you know, like cross country and track and field,” Crystal said nervously. Ryuk nodded and walked away, Ryuk knew something was up. That day when he won the prize several people came to Ryuk as if he was a king and he can grant any wish, be he still doesn’t know why he chose Crystal.

“Ryuk food is ready!” Crystal chanted,

“I am coming,” Ryuk sprinted to the fire.

PART 2 WILL BE COMING SOON!

PART 2: “Okay let’s see how the fish tastes,” Crystal remarked. Ryuk took a huge bite of the fish and closed his eyes,

“This IS awesome!!” Ryuk replied,

“Seriously,” Crystal said as she takes a bite of the fish. Crystal was super surprised that the fish was going to taste that good.

“See I told you,” Ryuk smirked. Ryuk looked at the sky and saw something shiny,

“Do you see that?” Ryuk asked,

“See what?” Crystal back,

“This weird shiny object, probably a shooting sta-” Ryuk didn’t finish the sentence,

“We need to go, immediately!” Crystal bellowed. Crystal and Ryuk went behind a boulder, the “shooting star” was gone. Ryuk got up,

“It’s probably just a shiny, nothing to worry abo-” Ryuk doesn’t finish, and a huge piece of metal lands on the fire. Crystal pulls Ryuk behind the boulder. Then suddenly Ryuk remembers, what he saw in that flight,

“It might be aliens,” Ryuk said in uncertainty,

“You silly! It’s no time to joke around, I study about it, but science has shown that it isn’t real!” Crystal said with an annoying accent.

“BRFFF!” A deafening sound hits Ryuk’s ear hits.

“RYUK! WAKE UP!!” Crystal screamed into Ryuk’s ear. Ryuk got up started walking and then fell on the sand flat on his face.

“I am okay!” Ryuk confirms as he does a thumbs up,

Morning:

Ryuk yawned and woke up from his sand, which was very uncomfortable, probably the reason he had his backache. Ryuk brushes his with his sharp fingers and goes to the water. He takes a whole handful of water and throws it at his face.

“What the-” Ryuk exclaims, as he turns around. He saw a circular object with a bubble type on top,

“What is this?” Ryuk asks,

“I stayed up all night, you were sleeping this just floated from the beach,” Crystal said. She looked all fresh and kind of absurd.

“Could have been from the flight?” Ryuk questions,

“It isn’t when it hit the flight it was very much stable,” Crystal replies,

“Are we gonna try to on it?” Ryuk suggested,

“Just press this switch, and I think it turns on,” Crystal said with doubt,

“Okay, first we must be ready,” Ryuk said,

“We’re ready,” Crystal said in rush. Crystal pressed that big red button in heavy uncertainty, if the switch didn’t work she looked like would drown in a sea of grief. The bubble-type lid opened, and you could enter, both of them jumped in, and in a flash they teleported.

“Where are we?!” Ryuk panicked,

“Somewhere…” Crystal confirmed. They were surrounded by purple walls and two vents.

“Let’s go through the vents and see which one leads to what,” Ryuk remarked. Crystal nodded and pointed to the vent she wanted to go to,

“Let’s go through this one,” Crystal said as she pointed,

Both of them go through the vent for a long time, and then they heard some heavy whisperings, it was an unknown language for Ryuk. Ryuk deeply thought inside his head, it must have been aliens, as he was thinking “DHAM!”, Ryuk slammed on the ground with Crystal,

“AHHHH!” Ryuk screamed in fear,

“How did humans come here,” The unknown being object said, the voice sounded like a robot,

“We have stumbled upon your place, we are truly sorry, please mercy us,” Crystal said with a weak voice,

“Our leader will decide,” The being remarked. Then the alien said a secret code, where a really short person who looked two million years old pondered in,

“Cr-yst-al?!” The old man yelled,

“Dad!” Crystal remarked. Ryuk was dead confused,

“W-hat?” Ryuk stuttered. The old man led Crystal and Ryuk to a big room.

“You see this is my daughter, she actually a million-year-old, but she was born with three superpowers, one: she can time travel, this was a family gene we all could do it, and so was immortality which she also has, two: make herself look young, and lastly three: she can run really fast,” The old man said as he ran out of breath,

“Oh, so that explains everything!” Ryuk said with sweat dripping down his head.

“But there’s is a problem, a long time ago an emperor had two puzzle pieces that were very valuable, but he lost one of them, they were important because they make the alien city function, but one day a robber stole one of the pieces, which was never found again. And now we only have one more piece but we can’t seem to find it at all. People say that Xenoarchaelogist found it but he died afterward,” The old man spoke with all his energy,

“Wait you mean this?” Ryuk asks, as he looks in his pockets, and pulls out a black piece of plastic material and a purple light glowing on it,

“This? The light didn’t glow before,” Ryuk said,

“Oh my yes!!! This is the piece thank you so much, it glows, as you start getting closer and closer to the place,” The old man shined like a light bulb. The old man took the piece from Ryuk and he put it into a machine, which started getting brighter and brighter, and Ryuk woke up on the sand. All alone.

“Crystal?! Hello anyone?!” Ryuk panicked, as he saw a motorboat coming near him, he saw a group of men coming,

“Hola! Buenos dias, Como estas?” The man said in concern,

“I no comprehend Espanol,” Ryuk replied,

“Oh ok, where do you live,”

“I live in Westville, North America,” Ryuk said in a panic, thinking that they won’t understand,

“Okay, how long have been here? Have any family? Anyone else here?” The man asked,

“What’s the date? And no family and no one else is here” Ryuk asked as he thought about Crystal and where she disappeared,

“August 31st,” The man replied,

“21 days,” Ryuk said in disbelief.

“Okay, I need to take you to the nearest airport,” The man said, they both jumped on the boat and left the lonely island.

Two months later:

“Hi, Mrs. Charlotte long time no see,” Ryuk exclaimed,

“Oh my hello, how was your journey?” Mrs. Charlotte asked,

“Fantastic!” Ryuk replied,

“You know a girl named Crystal, she came to visit and see if you were there,” Mrs. Charlotte said as she was mopping the floor,

“Yes, do you know where she went,” Ryuk questioned in astonishment,

“Yes, she said something about meeting her on a specific island in Puerto Rico,” Mrs. Charlotte replied. Ryuk nodded and thought what will happen next is the question.

#aliens #1980s #mysterynovel #suspense

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No Second Chances

Part 3

Pairings: Dean Winchester x Reader, Sam Winchester x Reader, Castiel x Reader

Warnings: Eating Disorder, Anxiety, some angst,

Word Count: 1935

A/N: Hey guys, I’m so sorry this took so long, I got a bit emotional writing it and wanted to make sure I did the story justice. Thank you all for being patient. 🥰

Black Lives Matter

RIP George Floyd

You opened your eyes the next morning to an empty room, your Dad had cleared out his things and left you to get your rest. Glancing over at your alarm clock, you're surprised to see that it read 11:00 am; you had been asleep for almost twenty hours. Your muscles were stiff, and your back protested when you sat up, but you ignored the pain and stretched your arms high above your head. Now that you were awake, you couldn't ignore the need to pee, but going to the bathroom would alert your Dad to the fact that you were conscious. You argued with yourself for a few minutes, trying to hold off any serious discussion for as long as possible until you couldn't possibly hold it in any longer. You swung your legs out of bed and stood up, groaning as you stretched out all your stiff muscles.

Not yet fully prepared to talk to your Dad after you had woken up properly, you opened your door quietly, still hoping to sneak to the bathroom without bringing attention to yourself. As your door opened, your eyes were drawn to the figure on the floor opposite your room. Lying on his back, with his jacket bunched up underneath his head in place of a pillow; your Dad was fast asleep. You stayed in the doorway, forgetting your need to use the bathroom, unsure of whether you should wake him. He looked peaceful in his sleep, but you knew he couldn't be comfortable lying on the floor like that. After another minute of deep consideration, you decided it would be best to wake him up, knowing if he woke up on his own and you weren't in your room he would get worried.

"Are you going to stand there all day?" His quiet words stopped you from moving forward, and you jumped back in surprise. You met his now open eyes as he sat up from the floor with a groan. "I thought you were asleep, sorry." "I've been awake for a while, just thought I would wait for you lying down. It was more comfortable than sitting." You watched your Dad get up off the ground gracefully, sending you a soft smile, but you frown at his words. "Why are you waiting at all?" You turned your back on him, choosing to not wait for his reply and head to the bathroom. Your Dad followed you down the hall as replied. "Because it looks like I was right in thinking you would have gotten out of bed to go to the bathroom, then gone back to your room. I mean, that was your plan, wasn't it?" You turned around and gave him a short look, not appreciating his unique fatherly approach so soon after waking up. Stepping into the bathroom, you shut the door behind you, creating a barrier between you and your overbearing Dad, who it seemed was going to be watching you like a hawk today. You turned on the tap, and stared at your reflection, waiting for the water to warm. Deep purple bags sat under your eyes, and your hair was a wiry mess. After washing your hands, you cupped them under the stream to collect the water, throwing it on your face. You were drying off when Dean knocked on the door and opened it without waiting for a response. "You're taking too long". You spun around to face him, his head peeking through the opening. "Are you going to be like this all day?" You threw the towel onto the bench and pulled the door open completely, pushing past him. "I haven't decided yet." You shook your head at his reply and paused briefly in the hallway. Your Dad had been right in assuming you had planned to go back to bed after using the bathroom, but with him standing right next to you, that was no longer an option. Frustration bubbled in your chest at the lack of choice Dan was leaving you. Your Dad noticed your hesitation and placed a gentle hand on your back and began guiding you away from your bedroom. You glanced back at it wistfully but accepted that today was not a day to push buttons. You knew what the problem was, so focused on impressing your Dad and pleasing other people, that you failed to look after yourself. You weren't sure what was worse, the anger you Dad had shown you when you had snuck out, or the concern and disappointment you were convinced he was feeling now. You came to a stop in the library where Sam and Cas were sitting at the table surrounded by open lore books; both raised their heads to look at you, Sam smiling at you sadly. Surrounded by pity and distrust is not where you wanted to be, and you turned around to take shelter in your room. "(Y/N), don't. There are things we need to discuss." Your Dad stopped you from going anywhere, his hand firmly gripping your shoulder. "Stay here while I make you some breakfast." Your first instinct was to tell them that you weren't hungry, but you bit your tongue, knowing that wasn't going to fly. With a grunt, you sat down at the table next to Cas, trying to get as far away from Sam's pitying eyes as possible. You slouched down in your chair and crossed your arms over your chest, making it clear you weren't happy. "Did you sleep well?" Sam asked, doggy-earing the page he was reading before closing the book in front of him and turning all of his attention on you. "We had Cas put you under for a little longer to give you some extra rest", Sam spoke glancing at Cas. "Maybe a little too long, you were out for about twenty hours." "I know, I can count." You didn't mean to snap, but you were feeling trapped, Sam's rambling wasn't helping with the unrest you were experiencing. Sam raised his eyebrows at your outburst but didn't say anything, so you didn't apologise. You knew they were only trying to help, but the overprotective behaviour was pissing you off. You all sat in silence while waiting for Dean to return with your breakfast, Sam reopened his book and continued to study up on the monster of the week, Cas continued to watch you causing you to squirm in your seat. You knew he could see more than just your tired eyes and outward annoyance; he could see the pain in your muscles, the hunger in your stomach and the disregard in your heart. You watched as he stood up from his seat beside you and stretched his arm out towards you. You grabbed his wrist to stop him, his fingers only inches away from your forehead. "If you even think about knocking me out again, I'll kick you so hard you'll think you're human." You stared him down as he frowned at you. You had never spoken to Cas like that, and you had obviously taken him by surprise. "(Y/N), I was only going to heal your stiff muscles and see how you are after your sleep. If you don't want me to touch you, I won't." You nodded at him and let go of his wrist, closing your eyes as you leant back in your chair, permitting him to do his angel thing. You knew that it would have been childish not to do so, knowing he was only trying to help. Everyone was only trying to help, yet the more they wanted to help, the more you felt the need to push back. You savoured Castiel's warm power as it moved through you searching for something to fix, and when he pulled away from you, you quickly missed the contact. Opening your eyes, you were not surprised to see Sam watching with a curious look, and you rolled your eyes at his need to knowing everything. Footsteps broke you out of your angry thoughts, and Dean placed a plate piled with fried breakfast in front of you. Your eyebrows shot up at sight, and you glanced at your Dad in horror. "I can't eat all of this." The plate was full to the brim, a large portion of scrambled eggs took up almost half of the plate, the rest was taken up by bacon and three hashbrowns. "You don't have to, but you have to eat eggs and at least some of the bacon. I gave you more than you needed in case you decided you could fit it all in." He nudged the knife and fork closer to you then sat down on your other side, resting his feet on the chair next to Sam. You grudgingly scooped a forkful of eggs into your mouth, cursings your Dad's cooking ability. The honest truth was that you were hungry, and it was hard to deny that you didn't want to eat your favourite breakfast, but when you glanced up to see that they were all watching you closely your patience disappeared. Slamming the fork onto the table, you stood up to make yourself taller. "I'm sorry, but no, this isn't working for me. I'm going to my room." You pushed your chair out and turned away from the table, and smacked right into Cas' chest. "Stop, sit, eat, and listen." Your Dad's voice was firm, almost angry, and you cringed at the sudden escalation. You sat back down in your seat but left the food untouched, Sam and Dean's frown did not go unnoticed, and it made you feel momentarily victorious. Your Dad moved his feet off the table and leant forward in the way he always did when things were serious. "The attitude has to go. You'll never get better if you don't start accepting help. You have to believe that we love you for who you are, not who you think you have to be. You have to teach yourself to eat because you want to, not because you're hungry. And we are going to be with you every step of the way. I'm sorry that you're upset, but I can't stop what I'm doing, because then I would be helping you hurt yourself." Your Dad moved to sit on the table next to your breakfast; you turned your head away not wanting to make eye contact however he had different plans, lifting your chin up to look him in the eyes. "I need you to eat three meals a day, and I need you to realise why that's important. I'll also be cutting down some of your training; you don't need to run three times a day, yes, I noticed. We are going to watch movies together and eat ice cream; we're going to play board games and card games and be as lazy as we want. Cas said you need to gain fifteen kilos to reach a healthy weight, so that is what you're going to do." If it weren't for how softly he spoke and how much love he pushed into his words, you would have run away right then, but you knew he was right as much as you wished he was wrong. You glanced at Sam and Cas who had been observing you tentatively and at the concerned expression on their faces. You took a deep breath before looking back up at your Dad whose gaze never left you. "Alright." You picked up the fork you had previously discarded and started eating. You would do this for them. You would help them by helping yourself.

tags: @akshi8278

#SPN #spn fic #supernatural #supernatural family #supernatural fic #dean winchester #Sam Winchester #castiel #protective dean #dad dean #winchester daughter #anxiety #eating disoder recovery #healing #love

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ballads4deadstans · 4 years

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Let’s Go to Denny’s (Cazzie)

Show: Atypical

Pairing: Casey Gardner and Izzie

a/n: a little something no one actually requested ^^ this has literally been sitting in my drafts since October 2018. it needed to see the light of day

Casey sleepily wakes up at the sound of her ringtone. She moves her head in the direction of the noise and grasps at her phone, sliding the green button to answer whoever had the indecency to be calling this late at night.

“Hello?” Casey groggily answers the phone, letting her head fall back on her pillows while resting the phone on the side of her cheek.

“Hey, Newton, sorry to wake you,” Izzie’s voice is heard through the line, “but do you wanna go get some food? Like now-ish?”

“Like now-ish? It’s 2 am Iz, you’re crazy, goodbye,” Casey mumbles.

“Wait, no no no, Case, please,” Casey can practically hear the pout in Izzie’s voice.

“UGH, fine. But you’re paying. I’m on my way now,”

Casey hangs up the phone and frowns. She pulls on a pair of sweatpants, a random hoodie that was in her bed and whatever pair of shoes she could slip her feet into first. Casey carefully sneaks out of her room, walking past her parent’s room and to the stairs.

She is careful when grabbing the car keys and leaving out of the front door. Tonight, she was lucky that whoever had the car last had parked in the driveway. The tall girl holds one long breath as she unlocks the car door, opens it and then closes it again. She sighs as she sits in the seat and prepares to hold her breath again as she tries to find the courage to turn on the car and pull out of her driveway.

Fuck it. They all sleep like logs anyway.

Casey thinks as she pushes air out her mouth and starts the car, quickly backing out of the driveway and making her way towards Izzie’s house.

The drive to Izzie’s house wasn’t longer than 10 minutes. As Casey pulled up to Izzie’s house, she texted the darker haired girl to come outside. Pretty Soon after the text, Casey can see Izzie slowly closing the front door, locking it and then doing a slight jog to the Gardner’s car.

She notices that Izzie is wearing one of her hoodies.

“Wow Newton, I didn’t know you had it in you to steal the car,” Izzie says as she sits in the passenger seat and buckles her seatbelt.

“Haha, I’ll have you know, Izzie, that I am quite the rebel. I eat ice cream for breakfast on Saturday mornings!” Casey jabs back as she leaves Izzie’s house.

En route to the nearest Denny’s, Izzie plays with the radio stations as she and Casey shared small talk.

As they arrive, they walk in and are seated almost immediately as there was barely anyone there. The two girls bask in each other company as they sit across from each other at the booth the waitress sat them in.

They shared laughs and gossip together at the table over their epic full on 3:00 am breakfast.

As the girls finish their food, they pay and walk back to the Gardner's car. Neither girl had realized they were sitting in the booth together for almost 2 hrs.

“Hey, Case,” Izzie hesitantly starts, “I have a confession,”

“What’s up Iz?”

“My mom and I had a really bad argument last night. I really just needed to get out of the house,” Izzie confesses. “I’m so grateful you were willing to come out with me at such a late time.”

“Aw man, Izzie, of course I’d accompany you. I’m sorry you and your mom had an argument,” Casey reassures her friend. She reaches her right hand out and holds Izzie’s hand.

“I’m always here to make you smile,” Casey says with a goofy grin.

#atypical #casey gardner #izzie #izzie no last name #cazzie #fluff

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carlincalzone · 4 years

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×∆||• Toffee Dear starboy Ah •||∆×

Version by: @skyaoishipper101 (meh)

Original by: @Theniceststrawberry

~∆ Check her/him out in wattpad ∆~

Chapter 3: Safe heaven

Bzzt bzzt.

The forever annoying noise of Cobalt's phone

Buzzed obnoxiously under his pillow.

He let out a husky groan and stretched a limp hand under his pillow.

He clicked his phone on and squinted at the screen, Trying his best to ignore the buzzing crackle at his ears and black spots invading his vision.

'9:20 - math exams today'

Cobalt slammed his face back into the previous dent he'd formed in the pillow before forcefully pushing himself out of the warmth of his bed sheets.

He sluggishly hauled his body over to his drawers, Scanning all his clothes for his school uniform. His hands viciously tore at the different garments before grabbing the proper clothing.

His hands were quick to pull his shirt off and discard it as his fingers nimbly buttoned up his new one. Silk fabric was heavy in his hands as he tightly wrapped the tie around his neck and yanked it into a knot.

It took him less then five minutes to get dressed and style his hair into his everyday normal look, And look intidimadating enough to scare off those who wanting to be social with him, He hoped.

He didn't bother with his breakfast, Not even a snack to munch on. He was too stressed today.

Shajima was by his window as usual. Skillfully flicking up dark ruby colored strawberries and catching them in his mouth. For him this was a luxury. Simply blissful.

His morning schedule was a little like this:

6:30 - Awaken.

7:00 - Watch kittyboy get ready.

7:30 - Watch kittyboy leave.

7:40 - Get dressed.

8:00 - Parents leave house.

8:40 - Nap

9:40 - Eat strawberries.

His next plan was to make some deliciously sweet black forest ice cream cake but his cloud of thoughts was shattered by the splintering sound of a door being slammed.

Shajima turn his head to the window of the neighbouring house, Missing his strawberry which promptly bounced off his button nose.

Cobalt had arrived home and looked... Terrible.

His hair was a complete disaster, It mostly look like it had been grabbed or balled into a fist.

His clothes were entirely creased, His jean sy were very dusted up in the side. His tie was loosely hanging up over his broad shoulder and his top buttons were undone.

Sweat patterned his face, Red cheeks, It rolled in droplets down his neck.

Shajima dreamily gazed at him with a slight blush on his face. The only thing he could think of was how hot Cobalt looked in the whole disheveled style. But he had to push his silly fantasies aside and help his 'friend'.

He plucked of one of the seeds in a strawberry and aimed it at the window panes.

Cobalt lazily looked up at the window but just shook his head. He seemed almost very upset. The faintest trace of fear lingered on his lips.

Shajima lightly pushed open his own window.

"Kittyboy?" Shajima said with a worried tone in his voice. "I'm not in the mood, Shajy."

Cobalt remained quiet as he paced around the room. He kicked at his wooden bed posts and screamed into his pillow.

Shajima patiently sighed. He chewed on a sweet strawberry and blocked out cobalt's whining.

On the one day my outfit is perfect, But Handsomely Hot neighbour ignores me. Shajima said in his thoughts.

"Um. Coby. Quick question." Shajima said breaking the silence. "Shajy, I already told you I'm not in the mood." Cobalt answered, "Why are you home?" Shajima asked. "What?" Coby asked in confusement. "School ends later. Sure I'm homeschooled but It's only common sense."

Cobalt simmered slightly. Shajima knew he was right but he was ready to be Cobalt's problem solver?

"Coby. Why are you home?"

Cobalt inhaled a deep breath before leaning over his window ledge. His hands gripped the windowsill so tightly the the wood cracked off until his knuckles turned white.

"I had an phobia attack because of my classmate pranked me during my exam. Its not that too important, just my nerves fudging me over."

Shajima felt his face and stomach drop. Phobia attacks. He'd had a few and they were god very awful. Who'd have thought the cool, Handsomely hot non-socialable neighbour would have a phobia attack?

"Are you home alone, Coby?" Shajima worriedly asked, "Yes." Cobalt answered, "Do you want to come over?" Shajima asked again. "Thanks but no thanks. I'm unstable right now." Cobalt answered, "Then.. Do you want a strawberry?" Shajima asked again this time hoping his neighbour would agree.

Cobalt nodded as shajima tossed him a strawberry. Cobalt catched it and started gently nibbling the sleek red skin.

"Phobia huh?" Shajima said, "Don't get all smug, Shajy." Cobalt said, "I'm not. I just had an idea for our first voyage." Shajima said while just catching a strawberry with his mouth. "I told you I'm not going on illegal voyages." Cobalt said.

Shajima paused before adjusting his sakura flower crown. Cobalt was still shocked at how there weren't already bees buzzing around it.

"What if I told you it was legal." Shajima claimed, "Nope" Cobalt disagreeing. "Safe." Shajima claimed again, "Nope." Cobalt still disagreeing, "Away from all humanity?" Shajima claimed again hoping this time Cobalt would agree. "...maybe." Cobalt said.

Shajima beamed and clapped his hands joyously. Like a little kid.

"Great! Meet me back at these windows at 9:00." Shajima said. "9:00? Wait at night?!" Cobalt asked worriedly, "Yup! Wear something pretty for me." Shamjima suggested. "I will literally wear a trash bag with holes for my limbs." Cobalt said sarcasticly, "Please don't." Shajima said. "I'm just joking, hehe." Cobalt jokingly answered.

The two boys shook on it and turned to continue their personal duties.

~∆~∆~∆~

9 o' clock.

Cobalt settled on wearing a white polo shirt and black T-shirt underneath, and some black jeans. Nothing special, but he doesn't have a reason to dress extravagantly.

The brunet slid open his window to see a familiar boy pushing open his own.

Shajima was wearing blush pink polo shirt and a white shirt underneath it. His hair was rather considered to be messy and slightly damp. He didn't bothered with jewelry, but did had a single black choker.

He did notice cobalt immediately and waggled his fingers in a typically flirty manner.

"Good evening, kittyboy." Shajima greeted, "Evening, Shajy." Cobalt greeted back. "Ready for an adventure?" Shajima asked, "Sure." Cobalt answered.

Shajima swung his leg over the ledge and half twisted his body.

Cobalt awkwardly knelt by his window ledge. There was no way he'd risk his life to go on a midnight journey with practically a complete stranger.

Shajima swiftly dropped from the window and landed on a thick branch of a tree between there houses. An old chestnut tree that had been there for generations. He rotated his head to see the nervous wreck named Cobalt watching from a distance.

"Are you crazy?!" Cobalt said while his hands rested on his hips as he pulled of a baffled expression.

"Yes." Shajima was for once dead serious, His eyes glinting against the dark starry night atmosphere.

"I'm not jumping!" Cobalt claimed, "Please, Coby." Shajima begged. "Nope." Cobalt answered, "If you fall, I'll catch you." Shajima said.

Cobalt pondered the thought for a second before hesitantly clinging to the window frame.

Do I even trust shajima? Absolutely not. So why am I obeying him? This thoughts run around Cobalt's head.

One foot reached the stony wall of his house.

He looked back at Shajima, Both his eyes locked onto his every movement. Static and half by half. Shajima looked so different from this angle. He looked so-

Slip

Grab

Thud

Cobalt felt his body slam into a solid object. His hands was no longer gripping the window, But found its way to hold something else. Something warm. With fingers.

Wait.

Fingers?

Cobalt pulled himself back to see shajima smiling warmly at him. Both of them on the branch.

Teetering dangerously backwards, shajima wrapped a protective arm Cobalt's waist, Both holding hands with astonished expressions on their faces. Shajima seized the moment to pull Cobalt's waist closer and jump off from the branch, To the ground.

Once on the ground, Cobalt backed away and patted himself down; As if looking for any damage marks.

"Thanks." Cobalt thanked Shajima, "No problem, I had a feeling you'd suck at sneaking around." Shajima said.

Shajima didnt leave a second for his friend to protest in his defense before walking past the tree, And into the lane behind them.

Cobalt jogged to keep up and tugged the sleeves of his polo shirt.

"Where are we going?" Cobalt asked, "A place only I know of." Shajima answered. "Which is? Cobalt asked again, "Near. Now shut your mouth, boy." Shajima said.

Shajima took a sharp right towards a local forest.

A white metal sign scribed with metallic black lettering was nailed into the damp soil bordering the forest.

Blue moon wisteria forest

Cobalt followed like a curious toddler till he heard a distant noise.

A sound of pure serenity. Seems like running water. A nearby stream.

He'd never been in the woods so far before so he wouldn't know if they had a stream, But the woods didn't have a stream.

Shajima pushed aside a large pebbled path they'd been following, His eyes lighting up like a child on Christmas morning.

"We're here!"

Cobalt mimicked the action and pushed the lush foliage. His jaw as his head spun.

It was just like a painted scenery the water reflected the beautiful starry night sky, The water twinkled like the stars, There was a dock where you can tie a boat or catch some fish.

It was a lake.

Cobalt gasped as Shajima began pacing up to it, His hands tracing the corrugated stone prostrusions. Birds cawed from trees overhead.

Shajima eventually sat on near the edge of the dock and looked at the water, Letting his shoulders sink inwards and back onto the wooden dock.

Cobalt perched beside him, Both of his legs laying in the edge if the dock same as Shajima.

"Beautiful, right?" Shajima asked, "Yes, it is." Cobalt agreed. "I noticed this place the day me and my family moved into town." Shajima said, "You found this so soon?" Cobalt asked, "Of course. I thought it'd be a nice stargazing spot." Shajima claimed. "It's always the stars with you." Cobalt said, "Yup. I want to be one." Shajima said. "You are a star." Cobalt said while giving a glance at shajima.

Shajima giggled and hummed to himself. A song Cobalt has never heard.

Cobalt watched the fireflies glowing as they danced among the darkness. Time shifted as the clouds in the sky dissipated into a sheet of black.

"So. This is your new safe heaven?" Cobalt asked, "I guess so. It seems like it could be a new home." Shajima answered, "What about the house beside mine?" Cobalt asked again. "That's a house. Not a home. Home is where the heart is." Shajima said.

Shajima let out a shallow breath as he widely grinned up at the moon. Full and round, Like a pristine white plate.

"How about I share this new heaven?" Shajima said, "What do you mean?" Cobalt asked. "You said... You're unstable and... So am I." Shajima answered, "So?" Cobalt said, "you are the only other person to know about here. Let's make it our place." Shajima said.

Shajima stand up and somehow a scar peeked out from his shirt that Cobalt never noticed, He sooner held his hand and looked at Cobalt. Cobalt took the hand into his own. The Contact was icy but soon comforting.

"Yeah... Our place."

∆{stay tune for the next chapter guys TwT}∆

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bangtanscenariosblog · 5 years

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Masterlist (March 11th 2019)

Request me all the scenarios you want! :) ♥

Scenarios:

Fireworks - Rap Monster fluff.

I will color your sky - J-hope angst.

Let me love you - J-hope angst-fluffy-philosophical

Lose control - Jimin smut.

Love you to death - Jungkook fluff

Rewind - SUGA angst and philosophical.

Speak it up - Rap Monster angst and fluff

Stuck in his hurricane - Jimin hot and fluff.

This is what I wanted to tell you - V fluff.

You’re a work of art - Rap Monster angst and fluff.

You only love once - Jungkook fluff

Sequel scenarios:

Jin fluffy one: Follow me.

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

Jin historical-cultural-angst-fluff: Only one - Only one (sequel)

J-Hope and Jimin angst and fluff: Foolish Feelings. Part 1 - Part 2 coming soon

Requested scenarios:

A smile like his father’s - J-Hope angst- fluff

Braid your hair - V fluff

Can you smile - V angst and philosophical with Jimin as a second character.

Can you smile (alternative version) - V angst-philosophical-fluff (still with Jimin.)

Childish fights - Jungkook fluff

Did you know I meant it? - J-hope angt-fluff

Don’t change - Jimin angst-fluff-philosophical

Fake lies - Jin angst-super fluff-a bit philosophical

First - V fluffy smut

How much did you miss me? - SUGA fluff

I’ll be standing by your side - SUGA angst

I’ll protect you - Jimin angst

Imperfect life - Jin angst- super fluff

Insane driver - Jimin fluffi

Insecurities - SUGA angst- fluff

Jealousy consumes you - Jungkook angst-philosophical-fluff

Just once - SUGA fluff

Kid’s like love - V fluff

Light; take me away - V fluff- angst- philosophical

Morning kiss - V fluff

Mute - V smut

Not that lovable - SUGA angst - fluff - philosophical

Our passionate weakness - V fluff - angt -philosophical

Photographs - V angst-fluff

Rainy day - V fluff

Recall - Jin angst and fluffy in the end

Rude - Jimin angst- smut

Someday seems impossible - Jungkook fluff

Warm hugs - Jimin angst-fluff

Warm whispers - SUGA fluff-angst-philosophical-smut

You’re beautiful - V philosophical-angst-fluff

Song Requested scenarios:

How you got the girl - V angst (based on How you get the girl by Taylor Swift).

Slave to our hormones - V fluff (based on War Of Hormones by BTS).

So close yet so far - Jungkook angst- fluff (based on the For You mv by BTS).

Special scenarios:

I mean the opposite (Jimin’s 21st birthday)

Not ready yet (Jungkook’s 19th birthday)

New love (Rap Monster’s 22nd birthday)

Pray for humanity

Spiritualism (Halloween scenario)

Christmas Day (For Christmas)

Imatexts and quotes

Basically for the imatexts I have made, since they are pictures posts, you gotta “search on the blog”. Just search “imatexts” or “imatext” and if you scroll down, you’ll find all of them!

Their type of…

Kisses

Hugs

Reactions

Dating a gender fluid (without gifs)

Hurt during sex (NSFW)

You don’t want to marry them

You being feminine

You being ill

You’re a drummer and can do V’s voice

You’re more attractive than before

You’re drunk and cry at a party

Someone’s flirting with you

You being scared after seeing a scary movie

You don’t want him to meet your parents

You being dominant (NSFW)

Your hair being fluffy

Starting a dance battle between the members for you to judge

You sleeping with a plushie

You being embarrassed after two members had some skinship

You sneaking into their dorm

You both being horny (NSFW)

You being insecure about your weight

You doing too much sports

You cooking with their moms

A stranger kissing you

You accidentally facing their intimate part

You trying some clothes on in the fitting rooms

You singing for the first time

BTS asking you out to prom

Staying late at school (written)

You dodging their kisses

You having an origami collection

Other requests

Rap Monster’s type of girl

Which BTS member would date a black girl

Which BTS member would date a non-asian girl

Which BTS member would date a 00 or 01 liner

Which BTS member would date a 98 liner

Which BTS member would date a 97 liner

How would Jungkook date a short and loud girl

Here, you can find every single daily preference I have made from now on. I upload a preference everyday and I also take requests for them. If you wanna request me one, please tell me the member you’d like and the plot.

Here they are, enjoy reading!~♥

#1 Falling asleep in front of a movie

#2 Napping after work

#3 Playfully making your bed

#4 Ice cream date

#5 Woke up by a kiss

#6 Jealous Jin

#7 Babysitting help

#8 Midnight snacks

#9 Hot hugs

#10 Brain Dots

#11 After school surprise

# Cheering you up

#12 Periods cramps

#13 Stare game

#14 Hot chocolate kiss

#15 Jealous of your male best friend

#16 Scared of storms

#17 Scared of spiders

#18 Kiss cam

#19 Playing video games

#20 Horror movie

#21 Unexpected kiss

#22 Ordering pizze

#23 Study support

#24 Lunch date

#25 Introducing you to his friends

#26 Nail polish kisses

#27 Cinema date

#28 Chocolate bar

#29 Studying kisses

#30 Bowling date

#31 Vacation ride

#32 Cuddling day off

#33 Push ups

#34 Forbidden diet

#35 Changed homescreen

#36 Nap on his knees

#37 Waiting room

#38 Taking the underground

#39 Home after a tiring day

#40 Accidental skype confession

#41 Bless you

#42 After-shower routine

#43 Water bottle

#44 New hair cut

#45 Waking up on a Sunday morning

#46 Just dance

#47 Surprise visit after your shower

#48 Late night Skype

#49 Receiving your scholar books

#50 Changing contact name

#51 Going back home at night

#52 Music festival date

#53 Kisses; stress reliever

#54 Spending your birthday (and Jungkook’s birthday together) (Requested)

#55 Protecting you from the rain

#56 He randomly knows your name at school

#57 Exchanging glances in class

#58 Parrot

#59 Note into your locker

#60 No longer your seatmate

#61 Taking the bus after a long day

#62 Missing him to sleep

#63 Snapbacks

#64 Struggling to stay awake

#65 Basketball game with your boyfriend

#66 Falling asleep on a rainy night with your boyfriend

#67 Feeling low because of your look

#68 Staying up late to study

#69 Being cold so he warms you up

#70 Too lazy to get up to go to work so he gently wakes you up

#71 Missed the bus

#72 Having a good time with your boyfriend while watching a basketball match

#73 Shy bathing time

#74 Playfihting because of your wet hands

#75 Learning to us chopsticks

#76 Ill

#77 Restaurant date

#78 Running motivation

#79 Carry you to bed

#80 Finishing your homework earlier

#81 Can’t find your glasses

#82 Schoolmate staring at you

#83 Attempt to make you smile

#84 Sporty date

#85 “Perfect date”

#86 Studying pause

#87 Bike riding

#88 Legs tickling

#89 Airport meeting (Requested)

#90 “I don’t need make up” (Requested)

#91 Come over on a Saturday night (Requested)

#92 Bubble gums

#93 Lazy day in bed (Requested)

#94 Dancing with Namjoon

#95 Your best friend helping you to go through your heart break

#96 Surprise picking up (Requested)

#97 Late phone call and silly conversations

#98 Cheerful text

#99 Pregnant announce (Requested)

#100 Wedding propose (Requested)

#101 Cheating rumors (Requested)

#102 Taking a pic of you but you feel insecure

#103 Tying up his ties

#104 Jealous and protective when you leave the house

#105 Cold

#106 Mental breakdown

#107 Twisted ankle

#108 Cute when…

#109 Men in the street

#110 Drunk in love

#111 Jealous crush

#112 Emperor

#113 First date

#114 Craving for kisses

#115 Cheesy halloween

#116 Comforting boyfriend

#117 Drunk with stranger

#118 Break up

#119 We could (based on Do I wanna know by Arctic Monkeys).

#120 Master (NSFW).

#121 Shattered

#122 Just a lifetime

#123 Ditch class

#124 Confidence

#125 Meet again

#126 Pretty hot though

#127 Even more tomorrow

#128 What would you do?

#129 You like me, don’t you?

#130 Possessivity

#131 Your most prescious dream

#132 Be your last

#133 Not born to fight

#134 Feel the same

#135 Close enough

#136 Unexpected kiss

#137 Stress relieving session

#138 Run

#139 “You’re the one that’s annoying!”

#140 “I will think about it.”

#141 Cheater

#142 “I am not sick!”

#143 Uninspired

#144 Bakeries

#145 Christmas ice skating

#146 Sky is the limit

#147 Protective brother

#148 Torture

#149 Psychotic boyfriend

#150 Supportive father

#151 Routine

#152 Garlands

#153 Holidays

#154 Art teacher

#155 Revelation

#156 Awkward firt kiss

#157 Shamefuly attracted

#158 Hard to concentrate

#159 Serious when it comes to you

#160 Have a nice day

#161 Still can’t get enough

#162 Steamy atmosphere

#163 Plushie gift

#164 How much do you love me?

#165 Sexy teasing

#166 You so love hate him

#167 I don’t care what you think about your beauty

#168 Not as a friend anymore

#169 seems like I forgot this one, oops! Sorry x

#170 Couple silliness

#171 Surprise meeting

#172 Art project

#173 Play fighting

#174 Scared of love

#175 The little surprise

#176 Meeting family

#177 Love is a cycle…

#178 Garden of Eden

#179 Massage session

#180 Cart race

#181 Touch our dreams

#182 What’s your wish?

#bts #BTS request #bts scenarios #bts imagine #BTS drabbles #bts oneshot #bts fanfiction #bts reactions #bts preferences #bts master lists #bts masterpost #BTS Blog #bts writing

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ice-cream-beat · 5 years

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Title: Calling

Author: マサラ Circle: うたかた日和。

Series: Tales of Zestiria Main characters: Sorey, Alisha, Mikleo, Rose, Edna Ships: Sorey/Alisha; Mikleo/Alisha; Mikleo/Edna (these are the author’s listed ships, but they’re all super light and can be taken platonically)

Summary:

This one’s actually made up of five short stories! Separated by ships, basically, so I’ll also break up the summary accordingly.

Story #1: Calling

This is set right after Alisha first becomes Sorey’s Squire, as she finds herself too tired to sleep after all the excitement that’s happened. She gets up for a drink of water, reflecting on how eerily quiet the inn is, when she’s suddenly grabbed from behind and screams.

Skip ahead a couple minutes and Sorey’s laughing at having spooked her, but he quickly apologizes when she acts miffed and admits he didn’t think he’d scare her that badly. Alisha, being Alisha, feels ashamed as a knight for scaring so easily and admits as much, but Sorey admits that he likes seeing a different side of her--a side that’s more relaxed, a “normal girl” instead of the Dignified Princess behavior he’s used to. She gets a bit flustered and starts to say that she’s concerned about her dignity as a knight, but Sorey interrupts and tells her “It’s not about dignity--because I know that who you are as a knight and princess has no bearing on the Alisha I want to know as a normal girl.”

She’s surprised at being thought of as a “normal girl.” Sorey suggests that, even if it��s just in front of himself and the others, she might enjoy letting her guard down more often. He mentions that he previously had a similar serious mindset, and once said out loud that he needs “to act more like a Shepherd,” which only made Mikleo angry. Alisha’s amused by the thought since it’s easy to picture.

Sorey asks her what she thinks of Mikleo and Lailah, since she saw them for the first time today. She fawns over them quite a bit, saying they’re as beautiful as she imagined, like angels, just like the tales she heard as a child depicted them... She really goes on and on about it, lol. Even Sorey finally cuts her off (”That’s too much praise, Alisha”).

She asks if all seraphim are as lovely as those two, to which he says no and explains that Gramps is an old man. They start talking about Elysia and Alisha’s surprised to learn that there were a lot of seraphim whom she couldn’t see. As honored as she feels to have been to their village, she also feels guilty for disrespecting them with the way she “ignored” them at the time. Sorey assures her that his family took no offense, and then offers that they go there together again one day so she can meet them all properly, as his Squire.

“And this time, I can introduce you to Gramps!”

She says she’s afraid of being a nuisance, but he promises that he and Mikleo will vouch for her.

And then they promise to return together via another pinky-swear, right in my feels, thanks

Story #2: Dreaming Girl

Alisha confronts Sorey and admits that she’s been wanting to try on his Shepherd’s mantle just once. She apologizes for being so selfish, since it is his gift and all, but he of course agrees and tells her she can wear it as much as she wants. She’s excited and grateful and promises to clean it after she’s done, but he tells her not to worry about it.

She tries it on, asking if she looks like a Shepherd now, and he tells her she looks fantastic and that it suits her--but he also points out that it’s pretty baggy on her, and can’t help laughing at the way the back drags on the ground. When it makes her self-conscious, Sorey just points out that she’s small and dainty--which makes her more self-conscious, and she tries to argue that she does in fact have some muscle on her. Sorey humors her and asks to see, so she lets him feel her arms while the two of them sit on his bed (in an aside comment, he’s impressed by how toned her arms are lol).

Naturally, that’s right when Mikleo walks in. He of course gets the wrong idea and starts yelling at Sorey, Alisha tries to explain that this was all her fault, and Sorey finally realizes what he’s implying and everyone’s just yelling and embarrassed.

"You’ve got it wrong, Mikleo!”

Story #3: Show some more!

Mikleo and Alisha are in a library, wondering when Sorey and the others will return from shopping, when she catches a glimpse of his circlet through his bangs. He explains that he’s always worn it since he was little, and when she asks if it’s a memento, he admits he doesn’t know since Gramps never told him anything about it. He just knows it’s important, so he always keeps it close. Alisha likens it to her armor, and they both agree they would like to know the truth one day.

She wonders why he always hides it behind his bangs, especially since it’s so pretty, and Mikleo admits that, as a guy, he thinks he’d be laughed at for wearing something girly. (whispers also his blush is the cutest thing)

“Important or not, you don’t think I’d be laughed at for wearing something made for a woman?”

Alisha decides to try and cheer him up by asking to see it, but he refuses, and they go back and forth a bit until she finally pushes his hair back herself to look at it. There’s an awkward pause as they both blush now, with Alisha realizing how much she’s encroached on his personal space--although he’s puzzled as to why she’s embarrassed.

Story #4: 3:00 snack for you

Edna pokes Mikleo and tells him to go make her some snacks since he’s not doing anything else.

“That’s not how you use an umbrella!”

He yells at her for half a page, ultimately telling her to go make it herself, but she says it’s too much trouble and that her cooking efforts aren’t super great, anyway. That surprises Mikleo, who points out that she just admitted in a rather roundabout way that his cooking is good--which annoys her, and she barks at him not to keep a lady waiting. He gives in, but not before sarcastically addressing her in an obnoxiously formal manner, which gets him smacked again.

Cut to later and he sets a dessert in front of her. She’s surprised that he can make something other than ice cream (he tells her it’s bad to have cold snacks all the time) and that it’s marron glacé. Mikleo awkwardly explains that he figured he should make her favorite dish to be sure she would actually eat it. Edna admits that it was a (surprisingly) clever idea and tries it--and tells him that even though he has a ways to go before he can compare with Eizen’s cooking, it’s still really good.

Mikleo: “As honest as ever, huh.” Edna: “Aren’t we both?”

Story #5: Wonder

Alisha bursts into Rose’s room and asks if she’s seen a notebook anywhere. Rose gets curious and wonders why she’s so distressed over it, and teases her by asking if there might be a picture of the person she likes in there. (Alisha’s hilarious response is just “Oh, be quiet! It’s nothing like that!”)

Alisha leaves and runs into Sorey, who happened to pick the book up earlier. Before Alisha can feel too relieved, Rose pops up and takes it from him, wondering again what’s inside it and admitting that she knows that Alisha’s been writing in it every night. After some curious-but-respectful prodding from Sorey, Alisha finally admits that she’s been keeping a diary of the party’s journey, and that she thought it would be embarrassing if someone read it.

But Sorey is excited and proudly shows her his Celestial Record, which he’s also been using as a diary on their journey.

“Here’s mine, too!”

Rose proposes that instead of Alisha writing about everyone else on her own, they all pitch in on the writing effort and eventually exchange diaries. She starts thinking of good titles that would sell (”A Record of the Lord Shepherd and His Party”), and Sorey points out that she’s going to make Mikleo mad again. (the “again” made me laugh, ngl)

This cheers Alisha up and she thanks them both, saying she’s looking forward to seeing everyone’s diary after the journey’s over. Rose teases her some more, saying she’ll want to sneak peeks at her diary from now on; when Sorey says that he will, too, Alisha objects and confuses him, while Rose seems to catch on to something she isn’t saying.

Impressions:

I love this art style!! It’s so clean and pretty and expressive! And looks better than some of the official artwork if I’m being totally honest, lol. The stories are super cute, and even though it’s SorAli focused, I really like the screentime that other characters/relationships get. The way each ship is kept pretty light so you can take them as either shippy or platonic is pretty neat, too.

The first story is adorable with Sorey being his usual supportive self, + yassss more Elysia family talk, even if it makes me sad for several reasons :C

The second story is so cute I could die. It’s just so wholesome and precious and happy and I love?? these two?? so much??? I would take a bullet for their relationship it’s so pure

I wish the Mikleo/Alisha one had been longer!! I do have what few MikAli doujinshi exist, sans the lone R18 one which appears to have been lost to time, so I can’t really complain BUT STILL Also I am 110% accepting the headcanon that he hides his circlet because he’s embarrassed by it. (first impressions: he wore it openly as a kid because he didn’t realize/care it was “girly,” and then cared as a teenager because Awkward Years, and then got over it after meeting Muse 👀 )

The Mikleo/Edna one is cute! I don’t actively ship it, but I can get behind it, albeit more so as an epilogue thing. (I do have a few doujinshi for them, since they’re more back-and-forth tsundere humor than real “romance,” which I can definitely appreciate.) Otherwise their grudging friendship is ridiculously cute and I love it.

Sorey and Alisha stood out the most in the fifth story, imo. (ngl I am really hard-pressed in finding accurate fan depictions of Rose; I’ve seen some good ones in gen-based and Rose/Dezel doujinshi, but in Sorey/Alisha and even the few Sorey/Rose ones I’ve come across, she tends to be... ehhhnotsogood.) It was still a cute three-way friendship to show off, though! gimme those double Squire AUs pls

#jay reviews doujinshi #LONG ONE #tales of zestiria #sorali #nerd otp #mikali #abandon(ed) ship #sorey #alisha diphda #mikleo #edna #rose #mikuedo #lol idk the english version of this ship name #mikedna #??#doesn't flow as well rip

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SB: Busy and Unloved

A/N: This was purely inspired by @theresnomoregoodones tagging me in the pic below.

Warning: Sad Bun Bun :/

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Busy and Unloved

Bunme liked spending time with her baba and vice versa. This was a fact.

Sure, both the king and his princess loved spending time with their queen as well, but there was something so innocent and pure about father-daughter time.

Truly speaking, T’Challa cherished every second that he could spend with his baby girl, but sometimes, she didn’t understand that being a king, and a warrior, meant that his free time was limited.

He was ruling a kingdom, helping other nations throughout the world, while acting as an unofficial member of the Avengers, not to mention his personal obligations to close friends and family.

It was a lot at times, even for the Black Panther himself.

And as of lately, it was slightly stressful even with all of the people who worked for or with him. Many tasks required him personally.

There were a few situations where he could send a representative in his stead, like Nala, who was currently in the UN representing Wakanda while he stayed home and juggled everything else.

“And I was also thinking that we could-“ T’Challa stopped talking when he noticed that Erik was looking at the time. “What is it?”

“Bro, it’s 3:00.”

T’Challa remained unbothered. “Okay….”

He rolled his eyes. “Doesn’t baby girl get out of school at 3:00?”

T’Challa’s eyes widened as he stood from his desk. “Glory to Bast, how could I forget!”

“Your ass getting old,” Erik shrugged, watching as T’Challa struggled to quickly straighten up his desk.

T’Challa suddenly stopped when his Kimoyo beads went off. “Fuck!”

Erik furrowed his brows. His cousin rarely dropped F-bombs. “What is it?”

“I have a meeting with the prime minister of France in ten minutes.” The king sighed, ran his hands over his face, and closed his eyes. “Can y-“

“Oh hell no.” Erik easily rejected. This was the third day in a row that he’d forgotten to pick up Bunme, sending Okoye and Shuri on the previous two occasions. “I just closed up that case from the last time I went to her school.”

T’Challa opened his mouth then closed it. “What court case?”

Erik froze. “Huh?”

“What court case?” T’Challa repeated with the same volume. “N'Jadaka, what did you d-“

“Don’t even worry about all that, cuz. Look, I’mma go pick up baby girl for you, so don’t even sweat it.” Erik assured as he quickly gathered

his jacket and started to head out the door. “Good luck with the PM.”

—

Bunme was sitting in the principal’s office with her arms crossed and a pout on her face. She didn’t like being in that room. It always made her feel like she’d done something wrong.

“Princess Bunme,” the secretary spoke with a forced smile. “Perhaps we should call your aunt-“

“No.” Bunme quickly shut down. “My baba is coming.”

The woman frowned and rubbed her temples before walking back over to her desk.

She really needed a new job.

“Sup’ Lil bit,” Erik spoke with a big grin as he sauntered into the room ten minutes later.

“Bad Kitty!” Bunme’s face broke into a wide grin as she hopped off the seat and sprinted across the room, running into his arms as he bent down to greet her. “Where’s baba?”

Erik frowned, watching as she looked over his shoulder to search for her father.

“He-uh-he couldn’t make it, Bun.” He quietly informed, watching as her smile fell and was replaced with a frown.

“Why?” She said quietly, the disappointment all over her impressionable face. “He said he would.”

Erik really was starting to regret offering to get her, not because he didn’t want to, but because he feared the reaction that he was getting. He didn’t like seeing Bunme upset. It made him wanna punch somebody.

“He really wanted to, kid, but he forgot he had a really big meeting, and he just couldn’t leave.”

“Oh.” Her head dropped, and so did Erik’s stomach.

“But hey, he asked me to take you to get some ice cream after I pick you up, that sound fun?” Erik forced a wide grin, hoping that Bunme would reciprocate it.

“No thank you, Uncle Erik.” She sadly shook her head. “I just wanna go home.”

Erik’s shoulders fell. “Okay, lil’ bit.” He walked over and grabbed her book bag, walking the despondent little princess out the school.

He was going to kill T’Challa.

—

Nala had just finished sliding on her heels and was readying to walk out the door when her Kimoyo beads started to ring and flash. Walking over to the nightstand, a small smile fell on her face when she saw who was calling.

She answered without hesitation. “Hey ba-Bunme, what’s wrong?”

Th five-year-old sniffled and rubbed at her eyes. “Mommy.”

Nala’s heart started to race. “Bunme, what’s going on, sweetie?”

The little mutant hiccuped. “Baba doesn’t love me anymore.”

The queen fell onto the mattress as she stared at her daughter’s projection. “What? Baby, that is not true. What makes you say that?”

“I haven’t seen him in three days, and he-he doesn’t come get me from school no more.” Bunme continued to hiccup and sniffle as she talked to her mother who she wished was with her in Wakanda instead of far away.

“Oh, baby.” Nala’s heart broke as she listened to her daughter cry. “I’m so sorry. I know you feel sad, but I need you to believe and listen to me when I tell you that your daddy loves you soooooooooo much. We both do, and I’m sure he’s just been really really busy, honey. That’s all.”

“But I’m his intombazana yakho.” Bunme weakly argued. “Baba’s can’t forget their princess.”

At that, Nala’s soul trembled.

She was going to kill T’Challa.

—

T’Challa finally sauntered out of his office at close to 2AM. He was behind in a few things that absolutely had to get done asap. Consequently, he’d turned off his kimoyo beads and buried himself in his work.

He’d had dinner delivered there as he was scared that he’d not return if he left out the room.

The king was so exhausted that he walked straight into his room and headed into the shower as he always kept a change of clothes in the bathroom.

He let the warm water cascade down his drained body for a good fifteen minutes before washing himself, exiting, doing all his hygienes and whatnot before entering his bedroom. He walked over and hit the switch for the light only to jump back in surprise.

In the middle of his bed, clutching the blanket to her body, with her pet panther on the floor next to the bed, laid his daughter.

He hadn’t even heard her come in. Then again, judging by how heavy she was sleeping, he’d bet that she was already there when he walked in. He just didn’t notice her.

T’Challa then attempted to sneak on the bed next to her when he heard rustling. He watched her roll her neck, her eyes fluttering as she focused in on him.

“Baba.” She whispered tiredly.

“Shhhh,” he said quietly, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “Go back to sleep, Sam Isipho.”

“I can’t,” she murmured, sitting up in the bed as she rubbed at her eyes.

T’Challa frowned. “Why not, sweetheart?”

Her head fell, and she spoke with sadness. “Cause this is the only time you have to spend with me.”

His shoulder dropped as his brows scrunched together. “What?”

Her big brown eyes misted as she looked up at him. “I told mommy you don’t love me no more-“

“Bunme, don’t you ever say that.” T’Challa breathed, his hands going to lightly grab her shoulders. Just hearing those words leave her mouth caused his eyes water. “I love you more than life. You are my reason for living. I have nothing if I don’t have you.”

She sniffled as a tear fell. “So how come you don’t wanna see me anymore?”

The king’s heart was already heavy with the pain of having to listen to his daughter say that he didn’t love her. But hearing her say that second part, as he realized it at least been two or three days since he’d seen his firstborn, let alone spoke to her…..he was devastated.

T’Challa waited no time in pulling Bunme into his lap, tucking her head under his chin as he closed his eyes. “I am so sorry, sam isipho. I have been so busy with everything that I’ve neglected you, the one person who I need to be able to do what I do.” He felt slightly comforted by how she placed her tiny hand on his chest as he held her. “I promise that I will never again make you feel so sad, and I know that you are still upset, but do you think that you could try to forgive Baba?”

He looked down at her to see a small smile on her face as she lightly shook her head ‘yes.’

He smiled warmly and kissed both her cheeks, resting his forehead against hers for a second. “I tell you what. Why don’t you and I got to sleep now, and tomorrow, we can spend the whole day together?”

He was thrilled to watch her eyes light up before a small pout befell her face. “What about school, baba?”

He leaned closer to her. “I think missing one day won’t be too bad, do you?” She giggled and rapidly shook her head. “As long as we don’t tell your mommy.”

Bunme leaned over to look over at her pet, wagging her finger. “You heard baba, Little Kitty. We gotta keep a secret!”

T’Challa chuckled and pulled her back, sitting her next to him as he grabbed the blankets and dragged them over them.

Bunme yawned as she cuddled next to him. “Night Night, Baba.”

The king reached over to turn off the night and put his arm around her, ensuring that she was close and safe, making a promise to himself that he would never again allow her to feel so unloved.

Ever.

“Good night, my love.”

#fic: space between #SB Blurb #black panther imagine #black panther fanfiction #Daddy T'Challa #Erik #T'Nala #t'challa x reader #t'challa udaku

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