#sigh. once again the whole 'i don't wanna do more than two each' thing is coming back to bite me.

[egophiliac]

was gonna wait 'til I'd done all the poms, but it's been a day, so have Vil with a Salazzle 🍎

#art #twisted wonderland #poketwst #what are they plotting? you don't want to know. #sigh. once again the whole 'i don't wanna do more than two each' thing is coming back to bite me. #salazzle was the immediate obvious one and then there were like two or three others i was really torn between #(milotic is the other obvious-seeming choice but there were others i felt fit more in different ways and...yeah) #then i remembered i don't actually have to draw more than one pokemon so here we are #with the ✨QUEENS✨ #(me drawing salazzle's weird little feethands: heheheheh)

[bbrissonn]

being in a long distance relationship with moldy and all he wants is a hug because he's just been feeling homesick recently so you go suprise him and he cries because he's just so relived to have his girl in his arms

long distance relationship trope hold such a special place in my heart-- warnings: couple of swear words, not proofread under the cut !

"i miss you." nick whispered as his eyes stared at the celling of the hotel room he was currently in, his phone resting against the side of his face. The team was currently in a road trip in madison, meaning he was even further from you than he already was in michigan.

you and nick had known each other since you were kid, but were never really friends until your senior year of high school. It was a weird start to your friendship considering nick had spent half the year in your hometown and the other in chicago. eventually, a year later, the boy asked you out when he came back from chicago. You were set to enter your second year of university and nick his first at michigan.

the distance was hard at first, considering the two of had barely even spent time together has a couple before he had to leave. but you made it work, calling each other whenever you could, always texting or sending snaps about your day to the other. you were all nick could talk about in michigan, it was constantly "y/n this, y/n that" and his teammates were growing tired of it.

Luca had been the one to reach out to you, asking if you would be down to come visit in michigan for a while. the two of you had spoken on a couple of occasions back home, followed each other on instagram, but other than knowing he played hockey and his brother was adam, you didn't know much about him. but once you and nick started dating, the two of you eventually started a friendship of your own.

"i miss you too, baby. we'll see each other soon, i promise." you whispered back. nick whined at your words, you had been saying those words for two months now and you two had yet to see each other.

"how soon?"

"i don't know, nicky. i've been really busy with school, but as soon as i can, i'll be driving down. i promise." you lied through your teeth. the truth was, you were heading down to michigan early the next morning, ready to welcome your boyfriend home when the team would fly back in the next morning.

luca had planned the whole thing out. he was gonna force your boyfriend over to his house, where you would be waiting in the living room after luca gave you the location of their spare key. everything was going to be perfect, nick would finally start talking about something other than you, and you'd both get to see each other again. it was a win for everyone.

only the next day when nick followed by a couple of the guys walked into luca's shared home with some of their teammates, the living room was empty. nick was set on just heading back to his dorm and sleeping their sweep off, but luca had forced him to come over, promising him a surprise.

"surprise my ass." nick mumbled as he started at the empty house. luca, along with the guys who were aware of what was supposed to happen, all looked at each other with wide eyes. the fantilli boy hadn't heard from you since you left that morning, but he didn't think much of it, telling himself you were busy driving. but now he was starting to get worried.

"uhm... gimme a minute, dude." the boy said before walking out of the house, calling your number right away.

"hi!" you answered, and right away luca could tell something was wrong.

"what's going on, y/n/n? where are you?"

"there was a slight problem at the border. but it's all good now, i'll be there in like twenty minutes."

"problem at the border?" luca asked, his voice filled with worry.

"it's nothing don't worry. i'm all good, entered the country legally. just a little more broken than before." you mumbled the last part, making luca let out a sigh.

"do i even wanna know?"

"no. listen, i'm almost there, okay? just keep nick busy, please."

"hurry."

"i will, i will!" you said before hanging up the phone and focusing back on the road, nervously biting your lip. when luca walked back into the house, all the guys were sitting on the couches, and their eyes immediately went to the fantilli boy.

"so, there was a slight... technical issue if you will. but, don't worry, your surprise is on the way." the defenseman explained with an awkward smile on his face.

"this better be good, bro." nick mumbled to himself before looking back at the TV screen, a random game playing. twenty minutes later on the dot, a loud knock echoed through the house, making all of the boys groan.

"moldy, you go!" luca urged, knowing it was you since you has just texted him you had arrived. the boy in question let out a groan at his request.

"it's your house, dude."

"it's your surprise so get up and open the damn door." he urged again, making nick roll his eyes. he looked down at his phone one last time, still not texts from you, and then got up with a sigh. nick wasn't sure what to expect when he opened the door, especially considering all the guys who were there were now standing behind him with smirks on their faces and their phones out. but he sure as hell didn't expect to be met with your sweet adorable face.

"hi, baby." you spoke with a wide grin as your eyes opened. nick's jaw dropped to the floor, his eyes lighting up as he briefly looked over at his best friend, who wore a proud smile. nick then waisted no time shoving himself into your arms, his face landing in your neck.

"hi." he whispered breathlessly, tickling your neck slightly making a giggle leave your mouth.

"surprise!"

"what the fuck." the boy gasped with a wide smile as the two of you pulled away, but kept your arms wrapped around the others.

"sorry 'm late. had a little problem at the border." you mumbled, nick pressing a deep kiss to your lips once you were done.

"you're here now, 'ts all that matters, baby."

"nicky, baby, are you cryin'?" you asked, giggling slightly as nick's head once again found it's way to your neck. he nodded slightly against your body as tears fell on your neck.

"'m so glad you're here, love."

#bri writes #nick moldenhauer #nick moldenhauer blurb #nick moldenhauer imagine #nick moldenhauer x reader #nick moldenhauer fluff #umich hockey #umich hockey imagine #umich hockey blurb #umich boys <3

[ghouljams]

I love all of the AUs you have going or are beiginning to introduce, but I think your fae au has wormed its way beneath my skin too deeply to remove. I love how you combine horror and romance. Truly appeals to my monster fucker heart.

I have so many questions about fae!König's Liebling! Have they always been able to see too much or did something cause it? How did it come about that they took over the shop that the fae so clearly love? (and why did the actual owner never return? could they see things too?)

Also this line make's me want to sink my teeth into König right back:

"When were you born? He hoped it was a warm month. He wanted to sink his teeth into you, taste you through the flowers that conceal your scent from him."  

The idea that the month someone is born has an impact on their being is fantastic!

I love this ask, I want to sink my teeth into this ask and shake like a dog. But instead I'm kicking my feet and giggling about it like a damn schoolgirl.

I love dropping pieces of small magic into the fae au, I don't think I've done more with the birth months thing, but it feels very... definitive to Liebling's being in that moment. König thinks in fae terms and in his mind her Fiesty personality reads like a warm weather fae. So he makes an assumption.

For the rest of your questions I'm going to write a little Liebling pre-König fic. Because I do love her and don't wanna just infodump.

You've been working at the shop for almost a year now. It's good work, easy work, within walking distance of your flat. Most importantly it pays well. Really well. Like you're not really sure the owner is even taking a cut of the profits well.

You like it! Except that it always feels like half the people in the shop are just vibing and admiring the flowers. You're not sure what's up with that, but the owner doesn't seem to mind so you don't ask questions. You're paid well enough you're happy to just let it be.

Except today. Today questions are about all you have.

"I didn't even know you were engaged," you frown watching Tock(the owner) pull boxes off the shelves in the back. He's digging through them frantically and hardly bothering to clean up as he goes.

"I wasn’t," he says, pulling a string of shells out of the box. He taps each one and listens for a moment before nodding and throwing it in his suitcase.

"But you're going on your honeymoon..." You say slowly hoping that he understands how those two ideas can't really coexist.

"I am," he sigh, dreamy eyed as he pulls what you think is a vibrator free of the box. You avert your eyes, and hope it wasn't used in the store.

"Seems like a bit of a leap in relationship status, that's all I'm saying."

"You humans are so finicky about that stuff," Tock waves your comment off, vibrator still in hand, you've noticed he's saying humans a lot today. He didn't do that before. "Too many emotions all at once, that's why you're never going to find anyone."

Ouch.

"Would you stop waving that thing around?" You drag your hand down your face. Tock stares at the vibeator and shoves it into his bag, zipping the whole thing closed immediately after. Apparently finished packing.

"Alright, I'm all done here. I've got your name on the store records and you've got keys. I shouldn't be gone too long, but you know the wild. Am I forgetting anything?

"Your brain?" You try, starting to worry your boss might have actually gone insane, "what are you even talking about? I'm not on the store records."

"Yes you are." Tock tips his head to the side, "I put you on them, I certainly can't manage this place on my honeymoon. Don't really care to manage it again either."

"I say again what are you talking about?"

Tock snaps his fingers, apparently remembering whatever he'd been asking you about. "Severence, duh." He takes a step towards you, you take a step back, "I really owe you a bigger debt than this but I don't think you'll ever collect so..."

He grabs your head and leans down so quick you barely have time to squeeze your eyes shut before he kisses one then the other. Something cold drips into them, or around them, you've never felt anything like this it's hard to describe the feeling of your eyeballs being dunked in ice water and pulled out just as quickly.

You blink them open as Tock pulls away, trying to make the post squeeze vision fuzziness go away. It feels like some sort of curtain has been dropped over, or no. More like a veil has been lifted, one you never would have known about if you hadn't seen it for yourself. Tock stands in front of you, haloed by fluff and two very prominent feathery antennae.

"Boon granted!" He says letting you try not to lose your shit. "Alright shop rules, very important to abide by them so everyone else does too, don't give out your name, no please and thank yous, be polite, Yada Yada, I went through all of this in training.

"Wait, what did you-"

"Be a good girl while I'm gone, I'll miss you! Maybe!" Tock tugs the door to the shop open and you're hit with a gust of wind, the scenery behind the door looks painterly and gorgeous, it's definitely not the shop. You don't even manage your own goodbye before he's out the door and closing it behind him.

When you panic rush to open the door it'd just the shop again. Your regulars mill about, plucking at flowers and enjoying the atmosphere. All of them turn to stare at you. All of them look monstrous. Far flung from you boss's fluff and softness. You slam the door shut on your ensuing panic attack.

You absolutely cannot do this.

#oc: Liebling #oc: Tock #and then she does run the shop because she needs the job #and the panic of lost income outweighs the monster panic #but yeah liebling is fae touched #she isnt happy about it but like König said its just her eyes #nothing special about her otherwise aside from her uncanny resilience in the face of the absurd #no one is less happy about owning a business than Liebling is

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Expecting -P.G

Also known as Gender Reveal (4)!

Summary: You are extending your family

"I would love to give you another kid and give Lena a baby sibling" He smiled

"Are you up for practicing now?" You laugh

"Gotta finish drying these dishes first"

"None of that" Pablo shook his head "That's already done, we gotta give our babygirl the sibling she wants and the boy I'm hoping for"

You couldn't help but remember once more that night of two months ago where Pablo and you decided to try to have another baby. Doing it more than usual, Pablo persuading both of you and his parents to take care of Helena some nights and both of you trying to make zero sound if she was asleep in her room, but you couldn't help it, you and Pablo were also excited to become parents once more.

Your leg was bouncing as you were waiting with him on your bathroom, the test result. You had already done three within the time and all of them had the same result.

"It's time" Pablo said as the timer clicked "You want to?" You nodded standing up and grabbing the stick.

Sighing, you looked at him sadly. "Not pregnant" appeared on the digital screen

He sighed too and grabbed it from you "It's okay" He said "We can keep trying, we are in no rush"

"I want my baby" You said whinning lightly

Ever since he told you that, you couldn't help but think of a baby Pablo, you wanted your babyboy and knowing the fact that Pablo had his little princess but also wanted that boy of his, so badly, so that he could play war with and have "Dad-son" talks about anything made your desire of having him increase

"And you will have it, amor" He kissed your lips sweetly "We had to try several months for Helena, she was hard to get" You smiled softly

"I know" You sighed melting into his arms "I just-" You cut yourself looking straight into his eyes "I don't know why I'm being so pushy about this"

"Talk to me, amor" You sighed shaking your head

"I don't really know, Pabs. I just- I get the feeling we did it, I start craving weird stuffs randomly, I cry about anything these past days and I thought we had it, for that thing" You look at the test in his hands "to say I'm not pregnant and it kinda brings me down. Like... I made myself believe I am four times but I'm not" You laughed shaking your head "I don't know, Pabs. I can't explain it"

"I want it too, amor. I wanna see you with our baby in your beautiful tummy once again, I wanna be able to sing and talk to it, I want Helena to do it too, I want her to see the wonders her mom can do" You smile softly as he kissed your nose "I want to massage your swollen ankles and try to keep up with those mood swings" You laugh this time for real as he leans in to kiss your cheek "It will eventually come, mi amor. We just gotta wait and keep trying" He pulls a stray of your hair behind your ear "Remember what the Doctora said to us when we wanted Helena?"

"Don't stress, take it slow and it'll come" You whisper

"Don't stress, take it slow and it'll come" He nodded "Let's just follow her steps once more, yeah?" You nod feeling better

"You're right" You say moving to grab his chin and plant a kiss on his lips

"¡Mami! ¡Papi! Look what I just did!" Helena's voice sounded around the house as you smiled at each other, Pablo leaned in once more and opened the door for you to step out "¡Mami! ¡Papi!"

"Coming, ladybug!"

Three months have passed from that and you did were trying but taking it slow, you eventually realized that Pablo was right and baby two will come whenever it had to, you stopped, somehow, preassuring yourself into get pregnant at once and just enjoyed the alone time with your husband like you have done your whole time together and your time as a family too.

"¿Amor?" Pablo asked you as you did your after shower routine, you hum letting him know to keep on talking "Are your breast feeling sore?" His question had you stopping your movements

"No, why?"

"They definitely look bigger than before"

"They grew when I gave birth to Helena, amor"

"Well I know that, but they are a bit bigger than before" You touched your breasts and shaked your head

"I'm not feeling anything, Pabs" You smiled "I think you just want to touch them, isn't it?" He laughed shaking his head

"As much as I love to, I'm being serious, nena" You shook your head

"Let's go to sleep, casanova"

It had been two weeks after that little chat when Pablo looked at you confused as you cutted a pickle in half, picked a slice of jam and honey to put it in the pickle

"What?" You asked with your mouth full, he shook his head "I was craving some"

"And all together?" You nod

"Mom, can I have a bit?"

"You don't like pickles"

"I meant a bit of honey, mami" You chuckled

"¡Oh!" You turned to grab some bread and suddenly stopped

"Nena, you're okay?" Pablo's worried voice came to you and soon he was next to you "Are you okay?" He replied as you closed your eyes feeling everything around you spin

"Yeah, I just- everything's spinning"

"Sit down, amor" He said making you sit

"Momma, ¿Estas bien?" You nod still eyes closed

"I'm good, mi vida. I'm just a bit dizzy" You smiled at her

You looked at Pablo once more, who was looking at you with his eyebrows furrowed, you sighed knowing what it mean, we'll talk it later.

"How are you feeling?" He asked as soon as he got inside your shared bedroom after putting Helena to sleep

"Everything's fine, mi amor" You said looking up from your book

"No, not everything's fine. I see you, mi vida. Something's wrong with you" He said "You have body changes, you look more radiant, you have been sleeping more and have weird cravings... Don't you think-?" You shook your head getting what he meant

"No, amor. I'm not"

"Are you sure?" You nod slowly "Do a test" He asked

"Pabs-" He cut you off

"For me, please" He pleaded as you sighed getting up from the bed and going to the bathroom.

You pulled out a test and did your thing, after washing your hands, you got out watching him sit in your bedside, you got behind him and hugged him.

"Three minutes, mi vida" You whispered, he nodded checking his phone

When the phone rang, you got up with Pablo hot on your heels.

"Don't feel bad if it's negative" Pablo said grabbing your hand

"I won't. I'm happy with how we are right now but yes, I'll be happy too if we are pregnant" He smiled and kissed your lips, both of you grabbed the stick and pulled it up

Pregnant.

You, excited, shook your head and felt tears up your eyes, Pablo laughed with his arms around you.

"Bebé" You said holding onto his arms around your waist "We did it! We are pregnant, mi niño" He kissed your cheek and picked you up twirling you both around

"When Helena finds out" He trailed off with a smile

"She's gonna be so happy" You completed feeling Pablo kiss your lips

And indeed, she was.

"OHMYGOD, OHMYGOD, OHMYGOD!" She had repeated jumping around the whole place "I'm having a baby sibling!" She yelled excited, she had left her ice cream cup when Pablo told her the news.

Can you believe it? She had left her ice cream forgotten as she started making up plans on what was she gonna do with her sister or brother, both of you, smiled at each other and looked at her paying attention to every single one of her plans, often making a contribution in her little plans.

Helena was often touching your belly, kissing it and talking to it, following her dad's steps, sometimes you catched her falling asleep there, smiling widely and Pablo watched you two, his heart almost exploding from happiness.

Two months had gone by and you were three months in, your tummy still flat, Pablo had done a doctor's appointment two days after and you learned you were 4 weeks into it when you were trying on how to tell your family. That same week you were hosting, your monthly family get together and decided to still not say anything because you still had not a good way to inform the newest addition to your little family.

You had said to Helena to not say a thing yet, since you were going to make a surprise, she had loved the idea.

"¡Hola!" You said coming outside with Helena, to greet your in-laws, your family and your friends

"You are looking gorgeous, Y/N" Belén said smiling as you blushed

"Thank you, señorita. You are certainly not left behind"

"What about me?" Your mom joked as you hugged her tightly

"You already know it, señorita. I wanna look like you when I get older" You kissed your mom's cheek repeatedly

"I want a hug from my mamá Y/M/N too" Helena asked pulling her hands up to your mother

"Come here, mi cielito" Your mom, smiled pulling her up to her waist

"Y/N, Pablo's being annoying!" Alejandro, his childhood friend yelled as you turned around smiling

"So? You deal with it!" You said winning a round of laughter

You fell into a nice chat, Pablo's dad and yours were in charge to do the grill, you, your mom's (Belén and yours) and Aurora finished the salad and drinks. Helena and Aurora's babygirl, Amanda, were playing around inside the house.

"Let me help you with that, mi vida" Pablo said watching you with the drinks when the door rang

"I'll go then" He nodded pecking your lips

"¡Pedro González!" You exclaimed as he laughed

"Sorry for being late, Y/N Y/L/N Páez" He said laughing and hugging you "Had to drive Fer because his car broke down"

"Don't you worry, cariño. Everything's good, we're in the back"

You walked whilst chatting with him and eventually you both came out where the get together was, Pedro started greeting everyone and called for Helena.

"¡Lena!" He called her as she turned around quickly, her face lighted up. She was a sucker for her uncle/godfather Pepi and uncle/godfather Pepi was a sucker for her

"¡Tio Pepi, tio Pepi!" She ran to him as he lifted her up kissing her cheeks

"How are you?"

"I'm good, tio" She smiled "Guess what?" He nodded telling her to keep going "I'm gonna be a big sister!"

Everyone in the backyard stopped what they were doing and listened to Helena, when she realized she had messed up, she looked at Pablo and then to you, with her big brown eyes a bit sad

"I'm sorry" She said as you shook your head smiling

"Guess it's out now" You said

"We're expecting!" Pablo yelled smiling as everyone got crazy hugging you both

"Momma, I'm sorry" Helena said coming up to you as you lifted her up, enjoying it before you couldn't because of your belly

"It's okay, mi amor" You smiled brushing her wavy hair out of her face, Pablo looked at you both hugging you both, three, better said

"I think this was the greatest way to reveal it, ladybug" Helena smiled

"But still we gotta teach you how to keep secrets better" You said causing Helena to hide in your neck smiling and Pablo to laugh kissing your head

"Yes, we do"

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Taglist: @gaviypedrisbride @stuckinaf4nfiction @elijahslover @azzpenswrld

#M. is writing #fc barcelona #fc barca #pablo gavi #gavi #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi icons #pablo gavi fanfic #pablo gavi one shot #pablo gavi imagine #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi x you #pablo gavi blurb #pablo gavi angst #pablo gavi fluff #gavi x reader #gavi x you #gavi x yn #gavi imagine #gavi icons #gavi fluff #gavi angst #gavi blurb #gavi smut #pablo gavi smut #this doesn't contain smut but still for the tags :) #pablo martin páez gavira #football players #gavi x reader smut #pablo gavi x reader smut

[scarlettriot]

SHE LIT A FIRE • PT 7.5

Pairing: Dad!Kirishima x F!Reader

Contains: Fluff, Aged Up Characters & lots of kisses

Warnings: Swearing, make outs, tooth rotting fluff, I don't wanna tag smut because it really isn't but still Minors and Ageless Blogs DNI just to be on the safe side.

Summary: You and Kiri make this the longest five minutes ever.

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Father’s Day Special

Tag List: Will Be In The Comments. If you'd like to be added, message me or comment.

A/N: Hey everyone. I know any update to this fic is long over due and this really isn't much at all but I wanted to give you all something! I hope you enjoy this little snack and that it can hold you over until chapter eight is finished up. I also didn't proof read this so I'm sorry if there are errors...

Word Count: 900ish

It’s a little funny how easy it can be for two people to lose all sense of time. How five minutes quickly becomes ten, pretty soon fifteen, and before either of them can process it, twenty whole minutes have slipped by. You weren’t quite sure how you ended up on the sofa, or when exactly Eijiro pulled you into his lap with the hem of your dress bunching up so you could straddle his thighs with ease. At some point you freed his hair from the tie he had it back in, and he let you slip each button on his dress shirt free too until it hung loose on his wide frame.

You both knew you were tempting fate, living on borrowed time, he should have left by now and gotten home but each time one of you pulled away, the other came crashing back like two magnets that couldn’t be pulled apart. Hands roamed like they were searching for something and yet, they didn’t venture too far. It seemed there were some lines you both knew just couldn’t be crossed this evening despite the wetness that formed between your thighs and the way his cock hardened between his. 

“I don’t wanna go…” He confessed against your neck in between needy kisses. His words were thick and laced with desire that you felt deep in your core. 

You tugged enough on his roots to make him lift his head. “Your parents didn’t plan for a sleepover,” you reminded him softly with a tender kiss to his lips and followed it up with a couple more along his stubbled jawline. “And I’m sure they’ll be worried about you if you’re not home soon.” 

Your palms were pressed against his chest and you chuckled as you felt the sigh before it actually left him. “Yeah, you’re right.” But that didn’t stop him from going in for yet another searing kiss that left you whimpering into his mouth. Each one the two of you shared left you longing for each other even more than before, unsure how that was even possible.

“You know if Remi was at their place–”

“I know you’d stay, Eiji.”

It meant the world to you just to hear him say it though. If he didn’t have obligations that he loved and took so very seriously, you knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he’d stay with you all night long. Doing whatever you wanted. Not pressing you for a single thing you weren’t ready for. You just knew that was the kind of guy he was. 

“Good,” He murmured, “as long as you know.”

His hands trailed down your body, thumbs grazing your breasts ever so slightly on the way down to your plush hips where he squeezed affectionately, pulling you flush against him for another deep kiss before lifting you up again. 

It had to be now, no matter how much the two of you didn’t want this night to end. “Call me when you’re home safe.” You said as you walked hand in hand to the door and this time when you rose to kiss him it was fully intentional and right on his lips that turned up into a lovable dopey grin when you pulled away. 

“Always, sweets. Oh– turn around f’me would ya?” 

You spun in front of him and his fingers found that zipper once again. He pulled it down nice and slow so you heard each of the teeth coming apart. He kissed your spine as the fabric split in two and stopped just above your tailbone, “so fuckin’ hard t’leave you.” He groaned and turned you back around for a final goodnight kiss that left you breathless and pinned against your doorway. “I’ll call ya soon.” 

“You better! Drive safe!” You called as he walked down the hallway and he waited until your door closed and he heard the lock slide home before calling the elevator. 

As he waited for it to arrive he still wore that child-like grin. And in the metal of the elevator doors, he could see blush still pooled in his cheeks and ran down the column of his neck. 

He swore he could still taste you on his tongue and feel your softness against his palms, gods, he was never gonna forget a single thing about you or about this night. In the seconds that passed waiting for the elevator he found himself dreaming up future dates and nights out with you. Events that were coming up like the gala… maybe Remi could stay with his parents that night–

The downward arrow lit up and a bell chimed the elevator's arrival dragging him from various day dreams but when the doors slid open, Eijiro realized the small space wasn’t completely empty. One man stood inside. Black slacks and shiny shoes, dress shirt still on but he was missing his jacket and tie, and his red eyes under messy blonde hair looked appropriately exhausted when they met Eijiro’s. 

Katsuki’s brows knitted together when he saw just who was waiting on the other side of the doors. “What’re you still doin’ here? You guys left hours ago– oh.” Understanding washed over his best friends  face as he noticed a look of happiness on the man’s face that was so rare he wasn’t sure he’d ever seen it before. “Heh. It’s about fuckin' time.” 

#mha #bnha #Kirishima #kirishima x reader #kirishima x y/n #Kirishima Fluff #Kirishima fic #red daddy riot #best red rock shark ♥️🦈 #only literally #scar’s writing again 📕

[mina-saiyat]

Twice Interactive Story Part 1204

Set Me Free (Mina)

The following days, you stay at Myoui's mansion, as both Mr. Myoui say want to know more about you, you just spend most of your time with them, sometime even Mrs. Myoui and Kai. However, you do not have a chance to talk with Mina alone, you could just occasionally meet her while having dinner.

You texted Jihyo and Momo in your free time, sharing your frustration, but all they could do is comforting you.

'So how do you think? Staying in Japan with Mina?' Miss Myoui asks when you are walking with her in the garden. 'What you tell me is not going to be an official answer. Papa is not here.'

"I don't know." You respond. "I can't exactly leave Korea, I still have to take care of my sister. That and I just started the construction of my new home. But I also don't want to be away from Mina." You sigh. "Decisions like these are always more troublesome when you have people you love. I don't want to risk losing Mina, but I can't abandon everything. It's a decision I still have to think about."

'You can bring your sisters with you. They are welcome. And you don't need to worry about the living problem, we can arrange a house for you easily. The only thing we are asking for is that you need to end the relationships with all other women. The press are always stalking our family, it is a shame that if the press knows Mina's fiancé is having mistresses. Society will blame Mina of not taking care of you rather than blaming you as a cheater. Do you understand?'

'I know you miss Mina, but we are not avoiding you two to meet each other. We just want you to make the decision first. We don't have much time left, the prince needs to get married soon, we need to let the royalty know Mina doesn't want to marry him, they have waited for Mina since her graduation.'

'Once you promised to move to Japan, we can get everything done. I want you to be with Mina too, after our chats these days, I know how much you love her. '

"I want to talk to Mina first. I just need a little time with her to clear my head, and then I'll make my decision." You respond. You think about what Mina's mom said for a second. "Wait, if I don't agree to stay here, then she'll marry the prince?"

‘Maybe, but most likely.’ Mrs. Myoui does not give you a direct answer. ‘I will just advice you to make the decision sooner, it is nonsense that you just being a coward and staying here forever. Mina is not here, because she is at office now, she is already starting to participate in the business, so she won’t really have much time spare for you. But we will be going to the golf course tomorrow for a meeting with our long time business partner, I think you can join us perhaps.’

‘You can have a little bit of time to spend along with Mina, but couldn’t be too long, although the prince is not coming to the golf course with us, I heard he is asking Mina out afterwards. It’s up to you though, Kai will help you for other things if you will be there tomorrow.’

You are nervous about the meeting, but you need to go for Mina, you wanna talk to her, you haven't talked to her again since the first day you arrived here. You change in more comfortable dressing and head for the golf court.

It seems whole Myoui's family is here. You try to stand closer with Mina, but Kai stands between you two, not allowing you to be too close with her.

You secretly step closer and closer towards Mina, Kai finally gives up and steps forward, covering you and Mina from others. You secretly hold her hand when no one notices. Her body jerks at the moment you touch her, she gives you a bright smile and holds back your hand.

You only release her hand when the customer comes to say hi to Mina and Kai, they bow to their grandpa's old friend, you just follow them without saying anything. You try to not being so obvious in the group that you, you are just waiting for your turn.

You try not to be obvious, but you take every opportunity to be close to Mina and hold her hand. You try to eye an opportunity to speak to Mina alone, but see just how difficult it'll be. You bide my time until you get my chance.

You cheer in your heart everytime when Mina hits the ball, you are not expecting she has some talents on golf, perhaps the education she received makes her got the skills of the aristocratic sports. You feel you still have a lots need to know of Mina.

The sun is too hot, so they call a break and moving to a little house nearby to get some rest. You get some water for Mina, but you could not find her. When you are looking around the house, Kai pats your shoulder and whispers, ‘It’s the time now, go! You don’t have much time. Go to the forest.’ You run out immediately, and see Mina is walking to the little forest in the golf course. You slowly follow her and see her stops under the tree.

You take Mina's hand and turn her around when you see the coast is clear. "Mina, I told you I didn't want any surprises before we came here. Why didn't you tell me?" You ask her, wanting to know why she kept things hidden from me.

'I don't want you to worry anything at the beginning.' Mina hugs you tightly. 'If you know from the beginning, would you still be happy when you are with me? I wanna spend all the time happily with you.'

You pat her head and kiss her forehead. 'We will figure a way out, Mina. I won't leave you alone here.'

'I love you, boss.' Mina puts her hands around your neck and kiss you. Your tongue invading her mouth easily, making her moan lightly. You break the kiss when you feel you are out of breath.

'I just can't stop thinking about you these days. It's not feeling right when there is only me in the office. Now I know why you are so happy when I enter your room everytime...'

'Can I have a selfish request? Can you stay in Japan for me? I love you.' Mina says as she leans to kiss you again.

"Mina... I love you too, but you know what the deal is. I can't just leave everything behind. The house between me and Jihyo is being built. Dahyun is all alone in your house. I want to be with you, I don't want to see you married to anyone else." You hold Mina against my chest. "Isn't there anything else we can do? Can't your parents set up a division in Korea or something?" You look to the ground. "I guess I'm being pretty selfish, aren't I?" You make Mina look at you and rub her cheeks. "I don't want to leave you alone. I don't want to see you married to some prince. But I also don't want to live in Japan. If there's anything I want, it's to be with you, Mina." You send your lips crashing into hers and stay connected until you run out of breath.

‘I am sorry, but I can’t… I can’t keep asking my family for anything.’ Mina purses her lips. ‘Originally My parents do not allow me to study in Korea, they want me to study business in Japan, so I can work in Myoui’s earlier. But I like the culture of Korea so much, so I insisted and keep asking them to let me go.’ Mina remembering her past. ‘After convinced Grandpa, they are finally willing to allow me to study abroad, but they want me to back right after my graduation.’

‘But I didn’t, I even did not study business in university, I study Dance, the thing I like instead. I only can come to Korea after begging them for many times, so I cannot act spoiled anymore, I don’t want to do anything that will hurt them anymore. It’s time for me to take my responsibility now…’ Mina caresses your cheek again.

‘I don’t know when we can meet again after today… Can you love me for the last time? I want you to remember me forever… Even when you are doing it with Jihyo or Sana…’ Mina puts your hand on her chest and pushes you toward the tree. Her lips capture your lips before you could respond. You hand slowly going down from her waist to her ass, slightly squeezing it, another hand grabbing her tits outside of her polo shirt.

"Mina, I'm not leaving you behind. I'll find a way to take you home with me." You say before you start to kiss her neck and sneak your hands under her shirt. You play with her breasts before pushing her away slightly so you can see all of her. "I love you, Mina," you say before you kiss her and hold her tightly.

Your hands keep exploring Mina's body when you are making out. Mina puts her arms on your neck, pulling you closer to her likes she wants to melt in your body. You hand move down to her fat ass, squeezing her fiercely. Mina moans as she feels the pain, but it just makes you more turned on.

'Umm...' You turn around and pin Mina on the tree before keep kissing her. Mina's legs smoothly cross on your back when her back is lying on the tree, just hugging you like a koala.

Your cock rubbing her clit when you two's body moves. You break the kiss and move down your lips. You kiss around her neck and collar, leaving hickeys at the place that her polo shirts can't hide about it.

'No...' Mina moans lightly, but she keeps pressing your head towards her neck. 'Mina, you are mine. Even if they want to divide us, I will let them know you are mine. I love you, Mina.' You slur the words when your lips still attach to Mina's skin, biting and licking it occasionally.

'I love you too.' Mina yells as she is approaching her orgasm. You can feel her skirt is already wet by her nectar. You hold your lips on her and mark another hickey until you feel her juice splashes all over her skirt.

Your thrusts speed up as you try to reach your own orgasm. Your hands dig into her soft ass when you rub her clit with your cock. "You're mine, Mina. I love you. “You moan as I splash all your cum on her skirt. You stare into Mina's eyes, as you hold her down.

You put Mina down and kiss her again. You two hep each other withdraw from the clothes. You hold her hands above her head and tell her to turn around. You get yourself closer to her, start from smelling the scent from her hair, and leave hickeys on her neck again. You all the way down to her back, her waist and her ass.

Mina can't stop moaning from the sensation that your lips tease her. You keep going down until you kneel behind her. You lightly spank her ass cheek and pull them away from each other. Mina knows what you want to do next, and her body jerks.

'No, it's so dirty... I just came... And I am too sweaty after the golf... No...'

'It's fine, Mina, I love you.' You say as you start eating her out.

'Umm... you are so bad, Oppa! Ah!' Mina starts moan again when your tongue enter her pussy.

Hearing Mina calls you Oppa for the first time makes you more excited, you increase the pace of your tongue and squeeze her ass harder. 'Didn't my Minari say she wants to have sex now?' You tease her a little bit.

'I am so sensitive now... No...' Mina's legs are shaking from the intense pleasure, feeling Mina is struggling to stand. You stop your mouth and stand up. You turn her around again and kiss her. 'Do you like how you taste like? I love it very much.'

After the kiss, you go for her tits. You lick her cleavage for a little bit before starting to suck her pink nipple, Mina releases a satisfied moan immediately. Her tits are the place that you seldom take care of her today. The itchy feel from her breast is finally satisfied. 'Ummm... I wanna give some milk to you...'

You stop suckling on her tits, playing with them as you get by Mina's ear. "Why don't I put a baby in you then?" You whisper before blowing cool air into her ear. You move one hand down to Mina's pussy playing with her lips while You wait for her answer.

Mina cums again when she hears you want to pump a baby in her. 'Ah... I wanna have a baby with you too... but I can't... Our kid will be the future Emperor... I can't do that...If other knows I must die...'

'Stop worrying about the future, I won't back home without you. And you will only say you are going to die when you cum...' You look right into her eyes and kiss her again. 'Do you wanna be a mommy? Answer me now...' You cock rubs her clits, seducing her to Answer the answer you want.

Mina is addicted in the ocean of your eye, 'Minari wants to be a mommy, for you only...' You are triggered and you just push all of your cock in her pussy. Her pussy is totally wet from the foreplay before, cummed several times already but still without a cock in her pussy makes her nearly go crazy, her walls become so hot and tight, seducing you to go deeper every time you thrust. 'Breed me... leave a baby for me before you leave...' Mina moans while you are busying on marking hickeys again, this time on her tits.

You thrust slowly, plunging your cock deep into her womb. "I told you. I'm not leaving without Mina, I'm going to put a baby in you, and we're going to be a big happy family." You say to her while you push yourself deeper. You grab Mina's ass and lift her up, dropping her down on your cock quickly. "I love you, Mina. I'm going to make sure you're bred with my baby." You start thrusting quickly and feel her walls tighten around your cock as you continue to speak about getting her pregnant. You both feel your cock start twitching inside of her, but you hold on just a little bit longer. You smash your lips against Mina's. "I love you!" You moan as you bury your cock inside her and start to flood her womb with your baby batter.

You two cum at the same time, when your cum flood her womb, her juices splashes all over your cock. Mina drops a cheerful tear when she feels your cum enter her womb, her whole body jerks and she release a long and satisfied moan. You kiss her eye and wipe away her tears, ‘I love you, Mina, I don’t want to see you cry.’

Mina’s legs still locking you from withdrawing her body, the suction from her womb also makes you want to stay inside her forever. The rhythmic squeeze from her walls is milking you constantly, forcing you to cum more in her womb, your cum keep filling her womb until it is full, you legs start to shake as you feel you are draining by her. You fall down on the grass and hold her on your body, you caress her sweaty back, trying to remember the smooth sensation that you may never feel again.

‘I wish you can hear our son calling you daddy in person, I want he to know his dad is such a good person, and how much his daddy loves his mother… Please don’t forget me… I don’t know will we see again after I moved into the palace…’ Mina leans and bites your lips, until she can taste your blood.

"I'm not leaving you alone here, Mina." You caress her back, moving from the top to the small of her back. "You're coming with me, so stop talking like we won't be together. We'll raise our baby together." You wipe away Mina's tears before kissing her again. "Mina Myoui, I love you."

You and Mina cuddle for a little longer before getting up, you two help each other dress up and tidy up. You fix Mina’s hair and wipe away the sweat on her forehead. ‘It’s time to go, we are staying here too long.’ Mina looks at her neck worriedly, ‘Even the clothes can’t hide the hickeys… They must know…’ She whispers.

‘I want them to know, everyone one of them, that you are my woman.’ You say while you plant another hickey on her neck. ‘There is nothing can separate us.’ You hold her cheeks and force her to look at you. ‘Every thing will be fine, I promise.’ You hold her hand and back to the house with her.

You see Kai is keep walking around the house impatiently, until he sees you two are coming. He runs towards you two, ‘Damn, what take you two so long. The prince has arrived long time ago… Wait, Mina?’

The hickeys on her neck and the disheveled hints Kai that what you two just did. ‘What the hack did you two done? The prince has probably known, he leaves with a hurry some moment before. You are putting yourself on fire, Mina. Do you know what you are doing?’

"We love each other. Mina and I are staying together. Isn't that right, Mina?" You say as you look over to her.

Kai sighs and guides you two back to the house, the whole house was shocked when seeing Mina, her dad stares at you and say, ‘I think we need to talk, Mr. Y/N. What you have just do to my daughter is impolite and inappropriate. We will do it when we back home tonight.’ He turns around to Mina speak some Japanese that you could not understand, Mina looks at you with a surprised face, but before she could say anything, you have been dragged out of the house.

You don’t know what happened but you could just leave at the moment. You was brought back to the mansion. You were told to stayed at the room until both Mr. Myoui are back.

You just keep walking in the room nervously, you are not sure why Mina is so surprised after hearing what his dad said. ‘The prince said he will not marry Mina, are you happy now?’ You hear Mr. Myoui says when he enters the room with his dad.

‘Really? Mina is free now?’ You now realize why Mina is so surprised.

‘There are so many ways to do it, why you are doing it at the worst way. Do you know what you have done will seriously damage Myoui’s and Mina’s image? And how dare you tarnish my daughter’s body?’

"How dare I? You're the one forcing your children to live lives they don't want. And for what? For the sake of the Myoui name. Get off your high horse. Kai wants to be a professional baseball player, and I think he can be one but no. You tell him to join the business for 'the sake of the family.' Do you think Mina wants to marry the prince? We love each other. Mina doesn't want to marry the prince, she doesn't want to join the business. She's only willing to because of you and your family. Because that's the kind of woman Mina is. She's a kind and loving woman who is willing to give up her dreams for her family. But you only seem to see her as a tool to keep the Myoui's status. Don't even try to deny it. You said the other day Mina would have a choice, but the way you're acting now shows that would've been a lie. The way Mina talked today shows it would've been a lie with the amount of times she insinuated she would have to be with the prince." You take a breath and continue. "I love Mina. I want her to be happy. We're happy together, so I did no such things as tarnish her body. I did no such thing."

‘What do you know? Don’t pretend you know a lot about us. We never wanted Mina to marry the prince since we know you are dating, we are just using it as a excuse to make you two could stay at Japan, but you have used the worst way to solve it. If we hate you, you won’t even have the chance to come to Japan if we don’t want to. At the end you are the one that Mina choose. We never give Mina the choice, we give the choice to you, to stay in Japan with Mina or back to Korea without her.’

‘Yes, we didn’t told Mina about it. What would she do if she knows it already. If you know her so well, you know what she would do.’Mr. Myoui sighs. ‘But I don’t expect she have done this. She knows the royale would not adopt a female that have relationships with other men before, so she planned today. I just never thought of you two have sex already.’

‘I am afraid that it is meaningless to say anymore, I just need you to promise, you will protect Mina for life, and if you dare to cheat on her… You will know the price of it.’ Mr. Myoui looks at the ground instead of looking at you.

"I will," You respond. "For the record, though not telling Mina did help lead to this outcome. The way Mina talked to me... she sounded ready to give up her life for the family."

'Working in Myoui's doesn't mean she need to give up her life, she can still what she wanna do when she is free, just like us, I can still be a doctor and Kai can still play baseball. It's not really busy if she stays in Japan. All she needs to do is just attend meeting with the board.'

'She will be much busier if you two work in Korea, Myoui's has not entered the Korean market. Everything needs to start from zero if we start a business there... And Mina is inexperienced, and I am not sure if she can take this responsibility. We need to explain to the board why we will give so much capital for Mina to start up the Korean Division. '

You never thought that Mina's family had already planned so far for Mina's career, but at least they have considered letting Mina back to Korea with you.

"Well, Mina wouldn't have to do it alone. I can bring along most of the people from the department I work in. Most would join us" you say. "I got promoted pretty quickly in my work so I can always help guide Mina."

‘You are not guiding Mina, you are doing it with her. From now on, you are a part of Myoui’s as you are going to be Mina’s fiancé. You should head back to Korea first, Mina will back later as soon we finish the board meeting. You are welcome to bring your whole team to Myoui’s, we will pay for everything. You can now go to find Mina, but you are not sleeping at her room. Goodnight, son.’ Mina’s dad leaves you alone in the room, you rush to Mina’s room immediately.

Mina is playing with Ray, and she can’t hide the delights in her eyes. You hug her from behind tightly, ‘We will be together forever. Mina, I am so happy.’ ‘Yes, boss. I love you, but I heard I am your boss now.’ Mina smirks.

"Yes, you are my little penguin." You kiss the back of her head. "I'll be working to get everyone at our department to join us at the new company while you stay here." You turn Mina around and kiss her. "I'm so glad we can be together."

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[mvrtaiswriting]

This is a REALLY specific request so you dont have to do ir if u dont wanna but im curious how this would play out:

The monster trio fall in love with male!reader and get together in the time skip and when the straw hats finally meet again they find out that their s/o is Nami’s ex(reader is also over nami) and they broke up bc nami didn’t want the reader to be put in danger bc of arlong or something(idk if I spelled it right)

And if you could could you make nami still have a little feelings for reader and monster trio find out?

Ty and have a lovely day 😖💝

Monster trio's s/o is Nami's ex.

hi, thanks for requesting this?? this was so fun to write and it took such a tooth-rotting turn towards the end? I'm sorry if those are not quite like what you were expecting but as you can imagine it is quite hard to make multi-characters work longer than this. Regardless, I hope these are okay, I hope you enjoy them as much as I did! hope you have a fab day too <33

intended for m!reader but it's mostly gender neutral :)

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Luffy is not bothered by your past, everyone has one. But how could he predict that your past involved Nami? He finds the situation rather funny, and does not take it too seriously at first - he laughs about it, and grows even fonder of your relationship. He rants about how the two of you were meant to be together, and he adores the fact that you once loved one of his dearest crew mates. Once Luffy realises Nami might be uncomfortable for it, he makes sure all the three of you can talk about it and force you to cheer with a shot of sake.

"We both love you so much!"

Luffy squeaked, wrapping his stretching arms around you and Nami, forcing the three of you in a suffocating embrace.

"Platonically, of course." He giggled again.

It would take a while for Nami to adjust to this new situation, realising how much the relationship between the two of you has changed. Observing the two of you simply loving each other makes Nami realise there's nothing to fear now. You would always hold a very special place in her heart, she would always worry for you - but now, you were in the safest hands she knew. No one could protect you better than her captain, and at the end of the day, platonic or not, love is making sure the person you love is safe.

Zoro can't hide the fact that he is a bit bothered by your past relationship with Nami. He was never a man of many words, so he would never confront you or Nami about it. But he grumbles, and rants, and sighs whenever feels she stares at you for so long. He doesn't like how awkward this whole situation feels - he just wants to be left alone, loving you in private. Nami is the first one to make a move, sneaking in the nest crows to join you and Zoro. When you finally talk about it, your shoulders feel ten times lighter - after all this time, of course there was still some kind of love between you and Nami; there would always be a special bond between the two of you, but nothing more. The love you felt for Zoro was unconditional, fearless, a ready-to-risk-it-all kind of thing - it was the type of love only soulmates can share, and it would never compare for the affection and respect you held for Nami.

"Please don't let him die." Nami said, holding Zoro's hands into hers, her voice breaking just thinking about the idea of you getting hurt.

"You're in the hands of the greatest swordsman.. have some trust!"

Sanji finds it funny, it almost feels like a compliment to him. There is a tiny voice inside his head that feeds his ego, that realises how Nami really lost the treasure of all treasures. He truly felt like the luckiest man alive.

At fist, Sanji has the bad habit to tease Nami about it. He mentions how she really fumbled the bag, bragging about how proud he is of you. When he finally gets a reaction however, it was not like he expected. He had underestimate the importance your previous relationship with Nami had for her, he overlooked the reasons why you broke up - surely, he wasn't expecting it to be an open wound after all this time.

Once Sanji finally manages to apologise to Nami, he offers a listening ear to his fellow crew mate. Nami's reasons were more than valid and he would lie if he didn't admit he was just as scared as she was. Sanji loved you more than anything else and would sacrifice his life in an heartbeat to save you, the sole idea of you being in dangers feels like a dagger being planted directly into his heart.

"I love you."

Sanji whispers, slowly wrapping his arms around your torso, engulfing you into a tight embrace. Your shoulders are now lying against his chest, his cologne and the stinging smell of smoke inebriating your senses. He stays like that for a while, peppering your cheeks with kisses and just enjoying the moment. You were safe in his arms, giggling if his beard tickled your skin. Silently, he swore to himself he would do anything to protect that magical smile of yours.

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[lost-walmartbag]

Kyle Broflovski x reader part 2

Warning: Swearing, all characters are over 18

Background: You and Kyle talk during your morning coffee and talk for a bit. Suddenly Kyle asks you out on a date.

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So it's a date?

It'd been a while since you saw Kyle. You appreciated what he did for you but knew it was probably best you two didn't interact with each other anymore. You sat down drinking your coffee for the day.

You quietly read 'Hamlet' which was much more interesting than you had anticipated so you were completely enthralled with the book. So it wasn't a shock that when Kyle sat down in front of you causing you to spill some coffee on yourself from the surprise of the sound.

"Oh fuck." You mutter trying to wipe off the coffee. You look up about to shout at who startled you.

You saw Kyle sitting there franticly trying to pass you napkins. "Shit I'm so sorry."

You smile a bit when you realize it was him. You put your book down and sigh.

"Don't worry about it didn't like this shirt anyway." You joke. "It's nice to see you again."

"Yeah, it's definitely been a while. Sorry about that phycology has been kicking my ass." He says with a chuckle.

"Tell me about it." You mutter sipping what was left of your coffee.

"But how have you been? Beat up anyone else since we last saw each other?" He jokes.

"Hmm not that I can remember but I have been tempted." You say with a laugh

Kyle smiles softly seeing how comfortable and open you are. He looks over your shoulder seeing Stan give him a thumbs up from a nearby table.

"People just got a lot going on and take it out on the wrong people," You start about to say more before an alarm on your phone goes off. "Sorry story for another time I guess. Gotta head to class."

You get up and gather your things. Kyle looks back at Stan and panics a bit not knowing what to do. Stan mouths 'Ask her out' and Kyle nods. He grabs your wrist gently making you look at him.

"W-wait. Um, do you wanna hang out sometime?" He asks blushing softly.

"Oh my god yes of course. I really have not gotten out at all since I started school here." You say handing him your unlocked phone.

He quickly puts in his number and you smile as he hands it back to you. You send him a text containing a green heart and smile brightly at him.

"Now you have my number. I don't have classes on Tuesdays and Sundays so let me know when you're free." You say

"Tuesdays work perfectly actually." He says with a smile.

"Great then it's a date." You say brushing his arm before walking out.

Kyle smiles watching you until you're out of view. He lets out a sigh. Stan walks over and sits in the seat you were once in.

"Can I go now?" Stan asked

"Dude she said it was a date!" Kyle said excitingly.

"Yeah, good for you dude. Make sure you don't do anything wrong or you'll end up like that dude." Stan laughed as he points at your ex-boyfriend who had a black eye.

"I think I got this," Kyle says confidently but as he thought about it more he couldn't help but have a bad feeling.

I mean he met you pulling you away from beating up your ex if this date didn't go well he feared he would actually end up the same. His hands got sweaty thinking about it but he still couldn't help but feel excited.

"I got this."

A/N: Hey guys hope you liked it and just want to thank you all so much, barely started posting 3 days ago after literally not knowing a thing about Tumblr and I already have almost 200 likes and some reposts. May not be a whole lot to some but it means the world to me. Check out some of my other stories if you need some more in-between posts! Thank you sm for reading love you all 🩷

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[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #90

I'm not really sure what to write to you about today. I think I might have overextended myself in recent days, and once more I'm finding that my brain feels like soup. The sense of not really belonging in this place is hitting me kinda hard today, I guess. Suppose you would know a lot about what that's like.

Truth is, I struggle often enough with the way I perceive the world around me. I do it weirdly (much like how I do literally everything else... sigh...). I'm not gonna bother to articulate how, though; I doubt you'd be interested anyway. Fact remains that there ain't a whole lot of folks I can talk to about it; even if I could, most wouldn't understand, so why bother. Suppose it is what it is though; no sense in bellyaching. I just wish that it was a thing that could be measured, recorded, corroborated. Something that could be rationalized, explained, made logical. My mind tends to despise uncertainties; it likes everything to be concretized and nailed down.

…Ah well.

Like yesterday, today was busy, and also painful, thanks to Physical Therapy. There's weird stuff going on with the right side of my jaw, and the muscles holding it together needed to be mashed up with metal implements. I guess I'm gonna need braces sooner rather than later, because I really needed braces as a kid, but I didn't get 'em, and now my bite is all messed up, which means now my jaw is all messed up, and having the jaw messed up pulls on the neck, which then pulls on the ribs, and my ribs being weird is why I've been dealing with limited ability to use my right arm for the last almost two years to begin with, but I hesitate to get it fixed because braces cost a LOT of money, and I think most insurances won't cover the cost of it this late in life, so… it's a mess.

My whole existence is kind of a mess in a variety of respects, and… ya know. Sometimes I'm not sure why I bother persisting when all of it seems kind of like a farce; I live in a defective body on a dying planet where everyone is so traumatized that lots of 'em believe that killing each other is the answer to all their problems. Sometimes I just... don't wanna. Waking up in the morning in a world where there is no ethical way to maintain the integrity of my physical vessel seems like a chore.

…But then I remember that there are people who like having me around, even if I can't understand why most of the time. So I gotta believe that something good might come of my derping around on this mossy wet rock hurtling through space, even if I don't yet know what it is.

You ever get the feeling like there's something you're supposed to be doing, but you have no idea what it is, and you're running out of time? Feels like that almost constantly for me. If you know what that's like and know how to deal with it, lemme know, willya? I could use some pointers.

In the meantime… there's some stuff I've been meaning to learn how to do. I'm not gonna tell you what it is just yet, because it would ruin the surprise. But I hope the results will be good, if I can stop being intimidated long enough to get the gumption.

Anyway… Sephiroth. My brain continues to be soup. I think if I keep going, I'm just gonna keep rambling. I'm tired, but… I wanted to write anyway, because you're worth others' effort, even when they're feeling weird. But it's time to stop for today, because I'm having trouble staying on topic and stringing cohesive ideas together.

Please stay safe out there, okay? I don't wanna endure your absence, just like the folks who love me don't wanna endure mine. So let's both keep trying our best to keep our chins up and our eyes on the horizon, okay?

I'll leave you with this today:

I know you're not a little girl, so maybe you can think "little one" instead. Please take the overall message to heart. Please do your best to remain kind and gentle, no matter what tries to come along and break you.

I'll write again soon.

Your friend, Lumine

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[thinkofmehoney]

"Smell that, it's wet grass and smoke in my hair."

Chapter one

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Summary: the Sully family moves to another city after Neytiri gets a new job there as an Archery teacher. In consequence, the kids go to a new high-school where they meet new people and also face people from their past, and basically just live their lives as teenagers.

Pairings: Neteyam x Ao'nung, Lo'ak x Tsireya, Kiri x Rotxo

Notes: I'm indecisive so I didn't know if I wanted this to be a Human Au or just a Na'vi fic, so you can imagine them as humans or Na'vi! it's up to you! I tried not to describe their appearance too much to make this easier, but I'll use human and Na'vi images for the chapters.

Also, I chose the title because it's a lyric from Townie by Mitski, and it makes me think so much about being a teenager so I think it's appropriate.

Includes: kind of Slice of Life?, High-school au, Neteyam, Ao'nung and Rotxo are 18, Lo'ak, Tsireya, and Kiri are 17, Modern au, enemies to lovers, ex's to friends to lovers, daddy issues, bullying, crushes, hurt/comfort. I'll be updating the tags once I write more!

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It was early in the morning when Jake was driving his kids to their new school. They just moved to their new house after Neytiri got a new job as an archery teacher, they decided it was better to move than to have Neytiri traveling everyday, they also saw it as an opportunity to buy a bigger house where they would live more comfortably as the big family they were.

Neteyam glanced at Lo'ak's phone and saw that he was looking at old pictures of Tsireya and him, Neteyam couldn't help but feel worried about his little brother's situation, even though he thought Tsireya had good reasons to break up, but it also wasn't something they couldn't work up.

"Do you still miss her?" Neteyam looked at his brother's face who couldn't stop looking longingly at his ex girlfriend's picture.

"Of course bro, I miss her more than anything"

"and have you talked to her lately?" Lo'ak sighed.

"Nah, I don't think she wants to talk to me."

"I mean, if you ask me, I think she would wanna hear about you, so she'll know that you care about her, like, that's the whole thing about your break up." Lo'ak sighed, putting his phone down.

"I don't know bro, I still feel kinda embarrassed, I was so clueless and thought everything was just fine between us."

"Okay but… Now that we live in the same city as Reya, what would you do if you run into her?" Lo'ak laughed at that scenario, because it was an impossible thing, he thought.

"Bro this is a big city, what are the odds of me running into her." Neteyam stared silently at him, confused.

"Is that actually a joke?"

"what do you mean?" Now Lo'ak was even more confused than his brother.

"Lo'ak, are you being for real?"

"About what?! please don't play with me right now I swear."

"Bro we are attending to the same school as her, and you are both on the same grade" Neteyam felt like he was explaining to a toddler that two plus two is four. "Are you telling me you didn't know that?" Judging by Lo'ak's wide eyes, no, he didn't knew that.

Lo'ak unbuckled his seatbelt, being his dramatic self. "Dad stop the car." Jake looked at him through the rear view mirror.

"Lo'ak don't start, put your seatbelt back on or i'm gonna crash into a tree."

Lo'ak's face was pale as he looked at Neteyam once again "Why wouldn't you tell me about this shit?!"

"Cause' I thought you knew what was your girlfriend's school smartass! that's why she broke up with you, you don't even know something so basi-" Before he could finish, Lo'ak grabbed his hair in a fist.

"Take that back!" Now, Neteyam was trying to push his brother back.

"Get off of me!" At this point, they were both pulling their hair and pushing each other's faces.

"Hey, hey!" Jake suddenly stopped the car, making both of them stop immediately and look at their father with frightened faces "You two are way too grown to be fighting like this, specially you, Neteyam" the mentioned boy's ears laid flat against his head. "Now, both of you, get out of the car and walk to school, let's see if you keep misbehaving like this when you arrive."

The brothers looked at their father with wide eyes, but soon they just looked down and said "Yes, sir" as they opened the door and got out. They weren't far from the school, they could see it from where they were standing, but it was embarrassing that they got kicked out of the car because of their little fight

the walk to school was silent and the tension was palpable, Lo'ak felt guilty and he could also feel Neteyam's anger irradiate from him like fire, but once they got to the entrance, the older brother patted the younger's head.

"If you need anything just text me, okay?" He may be angry because of the scolding they got because of their little argument, but he was still worried about Lo'ak and his situation.

Lo'ak walked fast into school because he didn't wanna run into that particular someone, meanwhile, Neteyam wasn't in any hurry so he just walked like a normal person.

Until he saw Kiri surrounded by a group of guys laughing at her.

After an eventful car ride to school with her beloved family, Kiri arrives to school before her brothers, of course.

"Have a nice day baby" Jake watches her get out of the car with her green backpack "If someone bothers you don't hesitate to ask your brothers for help, okay?" She nodded.

"Alright dad, see ya!"

As she's walking towards the entrance, she spots some beautiful flowerpots with big leaves covering them. She didn't knew yet, but that was part of he gardening club. At the entrance, if you walk a few steps to the side of the building, you will find a narrow but long greenhouse with some vegetables growing inside that the students sowed themselves. outside theres two white benches in between flowers, cactuses and other beautiful plants that are well cared for by the students.

She strongly believes in talking to plants and giving them positive energy to grow stronger and beautiful, she also finds it really therapeutic talking to them, and the best part is that they'll never judge her

Unlike some other skxawnks.

"Look!" She hears a masculine voice getting closer, along with some giggles. "Is she talking to a plant? you gotta be kidding me" It was some Metkayina boys that were getting closer.

"she's a freak, man" Kiri looked at them with furrowed brows and they could tell that she wasn't Metkayina. "And she's not from here... She must be from the forest."

Kiri rolls her eyes and sighs annoyed as she tries to leave the garden, when the tallest boy gets in her way. He had braided hair and a bun along with some loose curls. His blue eyes were so blue they were almost clear, and Kiri always thought blue eyes looked terrifying.

"Hey, chill." He laughs mockingly "I doubt we interrupted an important conversation here, Forest girl"

"Please just, leave me alone" Kiri tries to get out of this situation but the guys just kept walking around her like vultures, making her dizzy.

When Neteyam arrives, is almost like a sixth sense activates on his brain. He gets closer to the laughter, where the garden is, he doesn't understand what's going on until he hears his sister's voice. He walks at a fast pace and throws his backpack to the ground once he arrives to this circle formed around his younger sister.

He sees the taller boy standing in front of his sister, preventing her from leaving while the other boys around them just laugh. By grabbing the taller boy's shoulder, he turns him around, finding a stunned look in his face.

Neteyam didn't even need to raise his voice to be intimidating, his eyes were just enough to feel your blood getting colder.

"Leave her alone," His voice sounded almost like a growl, Ao'nung felt goosebumps. "Now."

Koro, Ao'nung's friend, was quick to talk back, "Who the fuck do you think you-" But Ao'nung stopped him right away.

Looking at him up and down with a smirk, he raised both of his hands in surrender, letting the darker skinned boy know he was done annoying Kiri.

The girl walked towards her brother just wanting to leave the scene, but Neteyam and Ao'nung held eye contact for a few more seconds until the siblings turned around and left.

Ao'nung's friends looked at him confused, while he just kept looking at Neteyam's back, feeling just as confused as them.

"Who's that?"

Once they were far enough, Neteyam quickly stopped to check on his little sister, he scanned her up and down with his eyes and held her head in both of his hands to talk to her.

"Are you alright? Did they hurt you?" Kiri avoided eye contact.

"I'm fine, It's just... I don't wanna talk about it right now." The bell rang indicating their classes were starting, the hallway appeared to be busier at every second.

"If anybody bothers you again just call me and I'll rip their throats off with my teeth, alright?" Kiri smiled, Neteyam shuffled her hair and then they parted ways.

The first period was over, the Sully brothers didn't knew anyone yet other than Tsireya, so they were spending their free time at the school gym, not doing anything in particular, just chatting.

"Do you think that if I talked to her we could start dating again?" Neteyam sighed, actually getting tired of the Tsireya situation.

"I mean, you could at least try instead of asking me that same question over and over." Neteyam rolled his eyes.

"Yeah but what if-" before Lo'ak could finish that sentence, a guy came up to them with a basketball in his hands.

"Hey, we need two more players, are you guys up to?" Neteyam smiled and took the basketball in his hands as he walked away with the boy.

"C'mon Lo!" Neteyam shouted.

"Alright, alright!" Lo'ak followed his brother even though right now he just wanted to keep talking about his situation.

Lucky for them, they both played basketball since they were kids when their dad taught them. Neteyam even won some trophies when he was younger, which made his father really proud. On the other hand, Lo'ak wanted to be as good as his brother at basketball and make his father proud too, but he just couldn't, was it because Neteyam was taller? maybe he was faster? or maybe he just jumped higher? he didn't knew for certain, and that sometimes made him feel impotent.

They were getting into their positions when Neteyam noticed something, or more specifically, someone, on the other team. It was the guy that was making fun of Kiri earlier.

When they made eye contact neither of them looked away, Neteyam looked at him with a frown and Ao'nung at first had a surprised look on his face which soon switched into a smug grin.

When the game started, Ao'nung was baffled at how fast Neteyam was, they weren't even playing an actual game, this was just for fun, but the boy seemed so immersed in the game, like a professional player. Everyone noticed how good Neteyam was and how in sync him and Lo'ak were, probably because they played the sport together for years.

The bell rang just in time when their game ended, it wasn't a surprise that Neteyam's team won, everyone congratulated him, he was the new kid and he already was a sensation amongst their classmates, which made Lo'ak feel a bit left out.

"Yo Neteyam, are you joining the basketball team?" a boy from Neteyam's team asked while walking next to him

Neteyam found himself surrounded by people talking to him about how amazing he was at basketball and that he should definitely join the school's team.

"That's amazing son! Do you know when are the tryouts?"

The day was finally over, they were having dinner when Jake asked Neteyam about his day. He knew if he told his dad about the whole basketball thing he would be so proud, and he was, his eyes looked brighter when he heard the news.

"I think they start next week, they also play basket in between classes so maybe I'll practice with them but i'm not sure." He was moving his food with a fork while he spoke, Jake looked at him with a confused frown.

"What do you mean you're not sure? you have to do it! So they'll know you're motivated." He raised his voice unconsciously.

"Jake" Neytiri said as a warning, she knew her husband gets a little carried away when it's about his son playing sports, and Neteyam was such a people pleaser he would do whatever it would take to never disappoint his parents. So if Jake told Neteyam that he had to train 24/7 until he passed out, his son will most certainly do it.

"i'll go to the tryouts too dad." Lo'ak said looking at his father, who looked at him a little less excited.

"That's good, son, but you have to keep your grades up if you wanna be on a team, alright?" Lo'ak sighed and looked down at his plate, expecting a happier reaction from his dad.

"Yes, sir."

"Speaking of joining things" Kiri spoke, trying to ease the tension in the table. "I joined the gardening club, the "tryout" was being good at science so I just signed in." she joked.

"That's great darling" Neytiri smiled "You'll meet a lot of smart people like you then." Kiri laughed softly.

"I hope so, at least I won't be joining a sports team, everyone there is crazy." Lo'ak and Neteyam pretended to be offended.

"At least I won't be surrounded by nerds" Lo'ak talked back playfully, but Kiri looked at Neteyam.

"You'll be surrounded by hot athletic boys that's why you'll join the team" her older brother looked at her with wide eyes and his mouth full of food as he spoke.

"Why are you attacking me! I didn't even said anything!" bits of food fell out of his mouth, Neytiri put a napkin on his mouth, trying not to laugh.

"Teyam that's disgusting! behave on the table!"

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[purplecoffee13]

Mr. Sunshine - part 2

Part 1 & Series Masterlist & General Masterlist

Summary: “You start tutoring Harry, the two of you grow closer, and you get more and more confused with the way you feel about him.”

Wc: 4K

Tropes: grumpy!MC x sunshine!H

Warnings: none. Just Harry being a cutie and bantering with Y/N

"Wait... which one do metanarratives belong to again?"

"Lyotard!"

"Oi, chill out, sunshine! You're giving me too much information at the same time. Everything and everyone is beginning to look the same to me." Harry sighs, leaning back in his seat.

You and him had been going over different literary theories for the past few weeks. You felt it was necessary for him to be able to explain each theory at the top of his head, both for his upcoming re-sit as for his own benefit. It'd make it easier to identify said theories in the reading material you got from the course.

Your jaw clenched at his nickname for you. He had been using it ever since the first session. You knew he did it to annoy you, and it was most definitely sarcastic. If anything, you should call him sunshine. He is quite literally Mr. Sunshine. Always smiling, always happy and never put down by the weight of the world.

Asshole.

"The Postmodern Condition quite literally revolves around metanarratives. Or well, its skepticism towards it." You explain to him what feels like the thousandth time.

You aren't exactly annoyed with repetition; you knew what you were getting yourself into. You are simply frustrated with the fact that it seems like Harry doesn't want to remember what he's studying. You know he's smart, and you know he can memorize things quite quickly, but these literary theories seem to be kicking him in the butt.

You, however, have found that with enough nagging and fed up glares he puts in the work you know he's capable of. He likes your stern attitude, maybe it motivates him better, you think.

Harry has been loving your tutoring hours, and he never wants it to end. He loves postmodernism and post-structuralism, and knows more about the subjects than the professor of your course, but he made sure not to tell you. It would just be two more things for you to explain to him, and an opportunity for more tutoring sessions to attend.

He knows that you have been trying to be nice, and he sees that you've been enjoying helping him. Those soft sides of you, though they didn't come out often, were like seeing rays of sunshine through a cloud. But he loved your storm, and frankly, he was getting a bit freaked out at how non aggressive you were being towards him. So he found other ways to get on your nerves, and boy did it work.

"Right, right... I'm hungry, wanna eat something?" Harry changes the subject once again. He has been unwilling to study this whole session. It seems like this week he has lost all motivation and it is irritating you to no end. He almost has all the necessary theories down, but it appears as if he doesn't want to remember them.

"No! We aren't done yet. C'mon, you literally almost got it." You growl, the frustration dripping from your voice. Arms crossed, you stare at him and watch as he leans forward to you with a deviant smirk on his face.

"Get food with me and I promise I'll be a good student." He tries to bargain.

"I don't know why you're trying to bribe me with your obedience. These tutoring sessions are beneficial to you, not me." You cross your arms, leaning back into your seat. You are exhausted from all the studying too, but you know that if he just puts his mind to it, it won't take longer than ten minutes for Harry to have everything memorized. But of course, he needs to take the difficult route...

"How do you feel about burgers? I'm not really in the mood for pizza tonight." Harry ignores you and takes his phone out of his pocket.

"Harry!" You groan, throwing your head back in frustration.

"Fine, sunshine, if you really want pizza we'll go to Alessandro's." He sounds like a defeated child, and despite the migraines Harry caused you, a smile grew on your face.

"I hate you." You simply say, fighting the corners of your lip from tugging up.

"You love me. It's okay, you can admit it. I love you too, you know?" Harry just grins at you. Your jaw is clenched and you roll your eyes, and he celebrates before you even say the word, because he's learned everything about your body language when it comes to his. Rolling your eyes means he's won you over.

When Harry closes his books and starts packing up, you frown. "What do you think you're doing? We're going right back to studying after dinner."

"I know." He shrugs, continuing to put away his stuff.

"Then why are you putting your books in your bag?"

"Because we're going out to eat." Harry says, getting up and putting on his jacket. Not once does he meet your eye. His casual tone has you dumbfounded.

"I thought you were ordering pizza." You squint your eyes at him, trying to get him to stay. Why did he insist on all the hassle anyway?

"You don't want pizza." He replies in a calm tone as he begins packing up your books for you. You look up at him, your glance shooting down to the necklace that dangles below his face as he leans over you. His scent takes over your entire nose, and you feel yourself get a little distracted from it. Just for a second, though. You are quick to regain your senses.

"Don't tell me what I feel." You growl at him. Harry doesn't do anything but chuckle at your — to him — weak attempt at shoving him away. Not today, he thinks. Not ever.

"When we got pizza two weeks ago, you said you can only have it every few months, otherwise you'll get sick of it." Harry says, and you feel you ears go red. You had said that. And he had remembered it.

What a weirdo.

After a few moments of silence, you decided to speak up. After all, he was being nice and all, so you figured you owed him a reply at the very least.

"Where is this stupid hamburger place anyway?"

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"I can't believe you still haven't had enough." You say, eyes wide as you watch Harry completely demolish what's left on your plate after you gave up on clearing it.

He ate so much, which wasn't particularly weird for a guy built like him. He needed the food, it was fuel to him and he had mentioned that he hadn't eaten a lot today. Still, you find yourself fascinated at just how much he manages to eat.

"Oi, stop shaming me."

"I'm not shaming, just observing." You shrug, letting your gaze fall into the rest of the diner where Harry drove the both of you tonight. It was a bit old fashioned, had some of that 50's retro feel to it. Reminded you of Grease. You loved that movie.

You find two of the waitresses giggling and staring at Harry while whispering things to each other. When they catch your gaze, their eyes widen for a second, before they both turn their back to you and get back to work. Weird.

"What are you glaring at?" Harry asks before taking a drink from his coke. You eyes shoot back to his. You hadn't realized you were glaring. No wonder the girls didn't dare hold your eyes.

"I'm not glaring, this is just my face." You give him a sarcastic smile, fiddling with the straw of your drink. Harry, sipping on that drink of his, still manages to conjure somewhat of a smile which he happily throws at you. You feel yourself envy him for it. That lightness he carries with him, the way he uncomplicates things with the light of his smile. It's unfair, and yet there is no way in which you could ever be mad at him for it.

"Can I ask you a question?" You say it before you can stop yourself. This so isn't you, why would you ask permission to ask him a question? What has gotten into you?

"Yes, they're real." Harry strokes a finger over his mouth and pulls it into a naughty smile.

"Harry..." you urge.

"You can ask me anything, sunshine." He assures you before taking the last piece of your hamburger in his mouth, and you ignore how your cheeks warm up at the way he says your name.

"How are you always so... happy?" You tilt your head a bit as you ask the question. You wait until Harry has swallowed his food and took another gulp of his drink before finally saying something.

"I regularly get laid."

Your eyes widen in horror. Of course you wouldn't get anything close to a serious answer from him. That's what irritated you about him. It wasn't the part where insinuating that he was sleeping with other people bothered you, it was the part where he took everything as a joke. Yeah, that was the part that annoyed you the most. Harry starts laughing at your shocked face.

"What? It's true." He chuckles. "It's way easier to have a positive outlook on life if you aren't sexually frustrated."

It stays quiet between the two of you. It is a moment in which you pretend you do not find his answer funny, and where he pretends he doesn't know you do actually find it funny.

"Can I ask you a question?" Harry asks, and you nod, hoping the subject will be changed now. That vulnerable moment of yours didn't unravel the way you hoped it would. Nothing ever unravels the way you think it will around Harry.

"How come I've never seen you at a party?"

You shrug. "Maybe you haven't looked hard enough."

"I have." Harry doesn't miss a beat with responding to you. "You're never there. You hate people that much?"

"I don't hate people." You suddenly feel defensive. You never quite mind having people think of you as a the boring silent girl or the buzz killer, but Harry just confronting you with it hits harder than it should. Maybe it's because he's saying it, or maybe it's because of your past experiences. Either way, it's bothering you.

"Then what is it?" He keeps pushing.

"None of your goddamn business." You snap at him; your standard method to keep people as far away as you can. But Harry shakes his head, making a disapproving noise.

"Nope. I answered your question, you answer mine. An eye for an eye, my friend." He argues casually. Silence befalls the two of you as you ponder on how to answer that. You half expected him to throw out some profanities and leave, like you think the average person would have done if they had been snapped at like that, so now you're at a loss for words.

"I don't like to drink."

"That's why you don't go to parties?"Harry frowns in a way where you know he doesn't fully believe you. You ignore it, and shrug you shoulders.

"I guess, yeah." You slowly nod, quite satisfied with your answer of choice. It's partly honest and believable, although Harry doesn't quite seem to.

"You don't have to stop yourself from going to a party just because you don't like to drink." Harry tilts his head.

"Yeah, thanks for the advice." You attempt to smile at him but it your mouth just twists very awkwardly and so you shoot your head down. You get up from the booth, and gather your stuff.

"I'm gonna go the bathroom, and then we're going to continue studying." You say, not even waiting for an answer before you walk away.

When you come back, Harry is already waiting by the door with his coat on. You frown and try to walk past him to the table, where you see some cash laying. But Harry grabs your arm and pulls you towards him before you can pass him. You look up at him with big eyes; you're caught off guard by his touch.

He opens the door for you and puts a hand the small of your back, leading you back to the car. He doesn't take it off of you, even though you're already outside.

"How much was it?"

"It's taken care of."

"How much was it?"

"Consider it a payment for your tutoring services." Harry says as he opens the car door for you.

"Harry!" You cross your arms, scowling at him. He chuckles at your angry demeanor. He chuckles! You couldn't believe him, he thought your anger was funny?! "You pay me in coffee. Just let me pay you back."

"It's really okay, Y/N. I was the one who wanted to go out to eat, I was happy to pay." He says, keeping his eyes on you as he takes a hold of your crossed arms and pushed you into the passenger seat. For some reason, you let him. And he knows you are letting him do this, and it makes the grin on his face grow even more. "Feet in."

You hesitantly follow his orders, but your crossed arms and scowl remain. Your eyes widen when Harry grabs your seatbelt and leans over you to buckle it. You want to be mad at the way he's handling you like a toddler, but then again you are acting like that out of some form of defiance to him paying for you. But it's mostly the smell of his perfume that washes any anger or resentment you might have towards him away. You stare breathlessly at the few curls that hangs before his face and you realize you haven't ever seen anyone this beautiful.

Harry doesn't look at you when he pulls away, or as he closes your door and walks to the drivers' seat. He doesn't even glance at you when he's buckling his own seatbelt or starting the car. But you do. You stare at him like a freak. When the car starts you get thrown out of your trance, and you realize... fuck. You need to get laid.

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You:

Hey

Harry:

Hey sunshine

You:

you reply fast

Harry:

only if it's important ;)

You:

🙄… I wanted to say thanks for the dinner again. I hope it wasn't too expensive.

Harry:

it was my pleasure sunshine. And it wasn't :)

You:

are you sure? I mean the prices of these food joints keep getting higher and higher

Harry:

I'm not going to let you pay your part.

You:

come on! why not? I don't want to feel like I owe you anything

Harry:

I owe you more than you owe me. You're the one tutoring me.

You:

still...

Harry:

dinner is on me. End of discussion.

besides, a gentleman always pays on the first date.

You stare at your screen, wide eyes. How does he always know how to shut you up?

Harry:

that's what I thought. Goodnight sunshine xx

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"I think you got it." You sigh, leaned back in your seat as you look at Harry, who is sitting across from you. His eyebrows knit together, and he shakes his head.

"I don't know..."

"Harry, you're going to ace this re-sit. I promise, you know more about literary theories than I did when I made the test, and I got an A." You assure him.

Ever since your shared dinner, Harry insisted on meeting up three times a week instead of two. Sometimes he would even plead for four, and since you had quite literally no friends and thus no social life, you agreed. It was kind of pathetic, but you had begun to realize that you might have just become a loner out of habit, not because you necessarily love being on your own more than being around people.

It had dwelled on you, that thought. The idea that you maybe had been a people person after all, but that no one wanted to hang out with you, which made you grumpy and hurt and caused you to push people away. But you knew that it wasn't a thought, it was a realization. You had pushed the happiness of other people's company away because what happened in the past had scared you too much.

Harry looks at you, unsure. You don't like seeing him this insecure, even though you know it's just his nerves for the re-sit on Friday. Over the weeks you have gained this need to see him happy, which has confused you to the very max. But you can't help it, it doesn't look right when he's anything but cheery.

"How about you go over your notes, find your weak points, and memorize the fuck out of those. And then I'll go over everything with your on Friday morning." You offer, and he nods, grabbing the papers and starting to wade through them. His face is bundled up into a serious, concentrated frown. His concentration face is the closest you think you're ever going to be to seeing his angry face.

You sit in silence for the next five minutes as you wait for him to highlight all the points he wants some more clarification on. You drink the last of your caramel macchiato and get up to throw it away. Harry's eyes shoot up towards you, and he sits up a little straighter. You have noticed over the past two months that Harry is very observant of your every move.

A couple more minutes go by in which he silently studies the papers in his hands and you're cleaning up the mess you both have made on the desk. The amount of books and notes and scribbles have gone into these months of tutoring is insane. Besides your uni work, this is the most effort you've ever put into something, or better said someone. But it was worth it. You're staring at him and you think yes, yes it was worth it.

If there's anything that you have learned from your limited time with him, it's that he might just be the only one whose annoying features don't annoy you.

You thought that maybe your introverted character was just you shutting out anyone who would dare to come to close, and maybe it was, partly at least, but you had realized that there was a reason you didn't talk to a lot of people. They were insufferable!

You had tried, after your dinner with Harry, to be more social in class. Maybe even 'get laid' as Harry had so eloquently described. At the end of the day, he was kind of right. And you thought that maybe you just had some kind of stick up your ass that needed to be removed.

But you soon realized that it wasn't all you. People were annoying. So, in the end you only got a bit closer to your roommate. She was cool, and like Harry, her presence didn't make you want to rip your hair out.

You know, though, that with Harry it's different. It's extra comforting and extra calming, but you aren't quite ready to admit that to yourself. It's best to ignore it, especially because after these tutoring sessions, the contact between you and him would have to come from his own free will. And you didn't think you were fun enough for him to stay friend with voluntarily.

"Okay." Harry sighs, leaning back as he threw the paper on the table. He's so tired; his eyes are a bit red. He really needs to sleep.

"Don't look so freaked out, you're fine." You spew out the most encouraging thing your brain can come up with. Inspirational speeches have never really been your forte, so to say.

Harry doesn't say anything, just nods and packs his bag. You feel a pit in your stomach. He looks kind of sad. Did you just cause that?

In a state of panic, you fiddle with your opened bag, and an un-eaten Twix bar you bought earlier today catches your eye. You never ate it because you forgot, and now you're not hungry anymore. You take it out of your bag and put it on his side of the table.

Harry, who was organizing his own stuff, frowns at the candy bar laid in front of him, and his eyes slowly trail up to you. You just stare at him, almost a scared look on his face, as you keep your mouth shut and pray he will understand the message.

"Did you just give me a candy bar?" He questions the obvious. You nod, which seems to make him more confused. "Why?"

You shrug your shoulders, and start packing up more of your stuff. Your jaw clenches and upon feeling your cheeks heat up, you reach out to snatch the candy bar away from him. "You know what, never mind—"

But Harry grabs your wrist before you can take a hold of the candy bar, and he takes the Twix with his other hand, putting it in his bag. He gives you a playful smirk as he leans forward, your hand brushing against his shirt.

"Thank you, sunshine."

He knew what the Twix bar meant, he knew you were trying to console him in your own odd way. He just wanted to put you on the spot. You scowl at him, but don't say anything.

"So, I had a question." Harry says after letting go of your wrist and continuing to fill up his bag with his studying materials. You hum a in a bored tone, a bit frustrated with him at the way he just teased you.

"My friends are throwing a party on Saturday, and I thought you might like to come with me."

Your mouth is still tightly shut, but the glare you send his way is enough of an answer. No.

"What do you say, hmm? I promise it'll be fun." He wiggles his eyebrows. Your glare shoots from his eyebrows back to his eyes. You don't know if that was supposed to make the offer enticing, because if anything it made you want to go even less.

"No."

"Ah, c'mon! Why not?"

"I don't drink." You throw the argument from last time back on the table.

"We'll stay sober together. We'll just drink soda or whatever."

"No."

"Why not?"

"I told you, I don't drink." You say, and get up from your seat, walking away.

"And I told you, we can stay sober. You don't need alcohol to have fun." Harry shrugs, stumbling out of his seat to catch up with you.

"I know that." You grumble.

"Then what's the problem? Why don't you want to go?"

You're waiting until you snap at him. Tell that he needs to mind his own business and quit pushing you because he's not your friend or even anything close to that. That just because you sit and help him in exchange for coffee means that he is entitled to know anything about you.

But you can't. Because it isn't true. So even though there's a part inside of you that tells you to scream at him, you take a deep breath instead. You turn to him, and look into his green eyes. You don't stare at them often enough.

"Because I don't want to drink."

"But I just said—"

"At all."

Harry tilts his head at your confession. You hold your breath until he finally speak up again.

"At all?"

"At all."

You look at him expectantly, but an answer never comes from Harry. Instead, he simply nods and resumes to walking. Slightly dazed, it takes a few seconds for your feet to get with the program and start moving too.

The rest of the way to your place, he says absolutely nothing...

#harry styles #fanfic #writing #blurb #fanfiction #harry #one direction #mini series

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𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐

Part 2 to this post, this time with the ghoulettes! Hopefully you guys enjoy it as much as the first part :) I don't know if Sunshine is an air ghoul or has a different element, so to be safe I've not made any reference to her having an element just in case I get it wrong. Once again, there's no smut but it is a little suggestive so minors DNI please I don't have the energy for boundary crossing tonight.

Also fun fact tumblr fucking didn't automatically save this while I was writing like it does other fics and when I went to post it they logged me out so I had to remember everything I wrote and rewrite it again. In tears rewriting it rn so sorry if it's shit quality I'm working on fury and questionable memory recall.

𝐂𝐮𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐮𝐬

The air ghoul smiled as she leaned back against the glass of the greenhouse exterior, leaning into your grip on her chin. Cumulus had been well aware that you'd developed feelings for her - feelings which she reciprocated - and had been waiting for you to make the first move. Nothing would have upset her more than accidentally making you uncomfortable if you weren't ready for a relationship or didn't want to act upon your feelings. But, now that you had made the first move and pushed her up against the glass exterior of the greenhouse, she was relieved that she hadn't accidentally misinterpreted your flirtatious interactions.

"You call my eyes pretty," she said, "yet yours are the prettiest eyes in the whole ministry, sweet thing."

You rolled your eyes but grinned. "Yeah, but you're the one with glowy green eyes. How can I compete with that? Mine don't even have a little tiny bit of luminescence or glow to them."

Cumulus tilted her head at you. "Now that's not a fair comparison to make, is it? Would you compare a tangerine and a tomato? We're both different species."

"Are you... are you calling me fruity?" you replied in amusement, eyebrow raised.

The air ghoul chuckled then pulled you in for a kiss, the two of you sighing into one another as you allowed the moment to take you. The gentle breeze tickled your skin and brought with it the delicate scent of Primo's flowers. Birdsong travelled through the air towards her, and Cumulus felt her soul soar.

"Mm," you hummed as you both parted, panting to catch your breath. "You taste like cinnamon. Has Mountain been baking again?"

The air ghoul nodded excitedly. "Oh Sathanas, yes! We made cookies for you and the rest of the ghouls if you'd like some. Swiss tried to help and almost burned the kitchen down when Sodo decided to join in, but we managed to make a pretty decent batch."

Excitedly, you stepped away from her and began to tug on her hand. "Well, let's go! I wanna taste exactly what you both made for me!"

𝐂𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐬

Cirrus decided to ignore the dissonant clashing of her keytar as you pushed her up against the wall of the practice room, a smirk on her face as she stared into your eyes. Admittedly, she hadn't expected you to burst into the room in the middle of her practicing the Mummy Dust solo ready for the next tour, but she wasn't complaining either. She could never complain when someone so delectable took charge like that.

"Well well, if it isn't my favourite sibling of sin," she purred, leaning into your touch. "What brings you to my humble little corner of the abbey? Are you so unable to resist me that you couldn't wait for me to finish? How scandalous of you."

The air ghoul felt a rush of excitement and satisfaction at the way you huffed at her. There was little else that got her blood racing than your back and forth flirting, treading closer and closer each time to just saying fuck it and having each other there and then.

Cirrus pouted mockingly at you. "Aw, what's wrong? Is big bad Cirrus being a meany and teasing you? You make the cutest expressions, you know. So cute I could just... eat you up."

"Bold of you to assume you'd get to eat me up at all. Who says I wouldn't be the one doing the eating?" Your tone had bite to it, but it was all in good fun. You both enjoyed riling each other up like this. It was as exhilarating to Cirrus as getting caught up in the whipping winds of a storm.

Effortlessly shrugging off the keytar and placing it on the floor, she yanked you into a clumsy kiss by the front of your shirt, teeth clacking as you both fought for control. Fighting for power was her favourite part of her bedroom antics, but nobody fought back like you did. Nobody challenged her in the same way. She was so used to entrancing and enrapturing crowds, adoring fans all too willing to do anything she wanted. You provided her with the excitement that they would never dare to.

And fuck did she love it.

You bit her bottom lip as you pulled away, hard enough that if Cirrus were a human her lip would've been bleeding. Just that hint of pain was enough for her to decide to let you win. For now.

"Why don't you take me back to your room and show me what you've got then, sugar?"

𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞

"Oh my," Sunshine gasped out, palms pressed against the door leading to the bathroom as you pushed her up against it. She was acutely aware of the fact that this wasn't a completely private setting or scenario, aware that a ghoul could walk in at any moment and catch you both. Maybe if this had been a few weeks ago, she would have ran away all flustered. However, something in the newest ghoul had changed. You had changed her and brought out something she didn't realise she had within her: confidence.

"Has anyone ever told you your eyes are like the sun?" you asked, your gaze fixed on hers. "Because you light up my world."

She giggled and felt her face heat up. "Yes, actually. You have. Every time we hang out. Do you not get bored of saying it?"

Do you not get bored of me?

Sunshine tried to hide it the moment the seed of doubt entered her mind, but she knew she'd failed when your expression changed from playful to thoughtful.

"Never." Your noses bumped as you rested your forehead against hers. "I'll never get bored of saying it, and I'll never get bored of you. I promise."

Your words quickly chased away her moment of uncertainty. She was getting better at believing in herself. You wouldn't seek her out if you weren't interested in her, nor would you lie to her just for her benefit. She knew that you spoke the truth and that provided a sense of comfort and security she'd longed for ever since she was summoned.

Not wanting you to see her tear up, the ghoul pulled you into a hug and held onto you tightly as you both leaned up against the door. She felt your arms wrap around her and squeeze you, rocking ever so slightly. Your scent filled her senses and allowed her to melt into you.

"Thank you," she whispered, wet rolling down her cheeks and dampening her eyelashes. If you knew she was crying you didn't mention it.

"I speak only the truth," you told her, not daring to pull back. You were perfectly content to stay like this for a while if that was what she needed. "The ministry wouldn't be the same without you. You bring so much light and joy to this place and you don't even realise it. The ghouls are happier with you around. You make their lives better. You make my life better."

Sunshine didn't reply. Instead, she sniffled and buried her face in your neck as you both continued to hold one another.

#a little spicy #cumulus ghoulette #cirrus ghoulette #sunshine ghoulette #cumulus x reader #cumulus x gn!reader #cirrus x reader #cirrus x gn!reader #sunshine x reader #sunshine x gn!reader #the band ghost #fanfic #my fanfic #mine

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I just get the impression that Akechi is Reverie's Mean Bitch Boyfriend and everyone in the Thieves is baffled that they are going out because what the fuck does Reverie see in this guy. And all the girls are like "ooooooh. Okay."

But Akechi just speaks to Reverie on another level. So much of Reverie's life is being contained and not causing too much trouble because his probation thing, but Akechi is like a total fucking asshole and responds best when Reverie is an asshole right back, and like. Man. I get it. I really get it lmao.

Its easy to imagine Reverie hanging out with the gang and saying something just a little too Fucking Mean and they're like "did you have lunch with Akechi" and he's like ".... Oh. Yeah. Whoops. Sorry, I'll dial it back."

MEANWHILE out lil sister is having a hard time. Like, man, not to diminish the pain anyone went through because Maruki's deal, but Yusuke and Futaba and Haru in particular have it really goddamn rough and it's painful.

I love every moment that the game lets you be understanding and empathetic with Futaba.

This moment in particular should be stamped on the brain of everyone who has mental illness. Futaba tries to tell Reverie he should be mad at her, because she's angry with herself and wants to sublimate that emotion onto others. She wants him to be mad at her because then it's almost easier to deal with all of this happening. It's a situation where kindness almost hurts more than the reprimand, but kindness is still what's needed.

persona 5 royal where has this writing been!!!!!! i'm yelling

Anyway, Futaba pops her final persona. Glow down. I want A Dark Planet Lit By Daft Punk again. 8C It's fine, it's not terrible, the reference is neat, but also sigh.

I do like the Technomancy vibe of Futaba. The framing of her work that way is neat.

Next up is my man Yusuke and okay, one: Yusuke's winter outfit is FLY AS HELL, look at that. Look at how gorgeous that jacket is, with the ink bottle teal and the bold buttons and the skinny jeans. Amazing, truly.

Two, this room makes me want to scream. There is a cardboard box of fruit that makes me think he walked through a park and just picked stuff to eat and then decided it was all too photogenic so its set aside for a still life. The supplies on the floor, the canvases blocking his fucking storage space, this is all just pitch fucking perfect.

Love that he's a prospit dream honestly.

I'll be real, going to every Thief and having them apologize to Reverie for falling for Maruki's trick is a little bit blah, but the extra details for each is fun. The moment when Yusuke is so ashamed he won't even look at Reverie is nice and heartfelt.

funny how when i talk to futaba the game always gives me the exact options i wanna say but never with yusuke

sigh

oh my dear fucking god

i mean. wow. i don't really see Yusuke's soul in the Pimpdaddy Maestro of the Techno Goth Club?

This one is even more baffling than the Susano-o persona for him, so I'm just. Yeah. OKay.

To be clear: This design is amazing, I love it, I LOVE THE SHOES, LOOK AT THOSE FUCKING SHOES. but wow. Yusuke huh. Okay. I miss Goemon.

that said he gets Heat Riser But For The Whole Party and wow holy shit that's so powerful

Ryuji time. Once again the game gives me the option I want.

Listen. I am mad at how not gay this game is. If Ryuji was the only gay option, I'd still go stag. Or date Haru. (man i shoulda dated Haru)

anyway Ryuji's is particularly blah but the only amusing moment is when he decides his punishment is to do standing squats until Reverie says he can stop

opens mouth

shuts mouth

Nah I'll save my thoughts on Ryuji for later.

anyway Ryuji's persona has joined the 1% i guess bc he's on a yacht now.

That or he won a free boat ride for three. Where is T-Pain.

Haru confirmed for Prospit, as if there was any doubt.

Her room makes me nervous tbh, like, I feel like I'm in a southern furniture showroom. Did HGTV do this, Haru?

LOVE THIS SENTIMENT. I love that when kindness is offered she is flat out like "Thank you but that's not what I need right now." That's powerful tbh, I love it.

HARU GETS TO SAY THE THESIS OF THE PLOTLINE OUT LOUD.

So fucking what if you put a band aid on everyone's fucking problems? New problems will arise. Do you intend to delete each and every one?

This shit reminds me of rich and powerful people who are born into it and haven't experienced hardship for the majority of their lives, so when something mildly inconvenient happens, they treat it like a federal fucking issue because they have no skills to handle anything.

Maruki's plan is to basically eviscerate everyone's personal growth in perpetuity. Like, as you walk around Shibuya and stuff, you do actually overhear people concerned about all this happiness and the lack of contrasts.

I mean, I'm a depressed poor sick queer who grew up in a trailer park. There are moments in my past that define me and they are Not Good moments. I would still not take Maruki's deal.

Maruki needed to meet Toranosuke honestly and talk about societal reform. You know Tora is one of those "what if we gave addicts places to live for free and created a UBI" people.

GLOW DOWN. There was nowhere to go but down when you have the literal best persona in the main cast. But also that Life Wall is amazing.

I overwrote Psy Amp for it. I am dedicated to my build on Haru. She walks up and its time for the Gun Show. I wish she got Akechi's Riot Gun skill, you have NO idea. She'd tear shit UP and give Myriad Truths a run for its money.

anyway here is Futaba and Ann petting Morgana. shout out to Akechi all the way in the back trying to ignore everyone.

ANYWAY we're at the end of this post and I'm gonna complain about Ryuji, feel free to peace out.

So Persona really likes having the one party member who is kind of stupid. Just... not book smart and always doing poorly in class and always missing out on vital information. It's good joke fodder, I get it.

In P4, that was Kanji and Chie, and in P3 it was Junpei. I respect and love these characters, and I have been banging my head against why I just! I just hate Ryuji! I really do! I have never disliked a persona character this much yet!

And I think the thing about Kanji and Junpei and the other Kinda Dumb characters is that they have low book smarts but they are often the most empathetic and emotionally intelligent characters in the game. Kanji was the fucking HEART of the party from the moment he joined onward, was always coming out and says profound shit, was the one who stepped up and was like "hey lets let Naoto and their shadow hash it out, we can handle the fight and this is going to help them." He was the kindest person in the party.

And Junpei, I still think that was some apex of writing, the time when Junpei was like "hey, I apologize for this thing I did to you, it was disrespectful and I'll do better." And his connection to Chidori was the rocket strapped to his arc. He was emotional and kind and he fucked up several times and he apologized for it.

Ryuji just. LACKS THAT ENTIRELY. He doesn't have that. He's not the emotional heart of the team, he struggles to be empathetic, he upsets people and gets off scott-free without an apology. He's treated like the Best Friend and its so completely unearned. I would not tell Ryuji shit about me because I have no confidence in him being cool. He is Yosuke Hanamura without the rebound, it's Joker Mode all the time.

The ball was so thoroughly dropped with Ryuji I'm kinda baffled, because Atlus is usually good at the Token Best Friend guy and making him one of the more complex characters in each game.

Maybe its because Joker himself is such a strong character that Ryuji doesn't need to act as the stand-in protagonist like Junpei and Yosuke did. Or, maybe it's because functionally Morgana fills Ryuji's role in the party instead so those emotionally intelligent moments are given to Morgana instead.

It's weird and frustrating and I am annoyed at Ryuji both in a Watsonian sense and a Doylist sense.

Okay that's enough hateration holleration in this dancery, lets do the Palace.

#p5 #persona liveblog

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ARC-V Month Day 26: Action Magic - Crossover

Oho? What's this? Our cast has been given an entirely new script!! Such curious mixes can create infinite possibilities, each more intriguing than the last. Show us how you're crossing over ARC-V with other media, and let's dive into a whole new world today!

Crossover day, woohoo! This one's been a fun time to work on, firstly because I'm six feet deep into a newfound hyperfixation on Honkai: Star Rail, and secondly because the concept gave me enough inspiration to actually write something new, for the first time in... *checks notes* ... one year and a half!

(Oh God)

In any case, Iter Exitium: On Harbingers and Pathstriders is up on ArchiveofOurOwn, but also available to view right below the cut. With that out of the way, I hope you enjoy the read!

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Listen:

You are in a daze right now.

___________

The day is Monday, the 26th of the month. A short, cheerful chime resounds through your room, and the lock screen of your phone shows the time to be 4:01 A.M.

You pick up the phone from its spot on the ground beside yourself, squinting against the bright light of the screen as it buzzes a second time, signifying an incoming message. Curious, you decide to take a look and see who it is that has enough free time to message you at such an hour.

The contact name that appears before you is... ah. Not quite a surprise, but not someone you expected to be up at this time, either.

"The Simulated Universe has been updated once again."

"Meet me in the office for testing when you return to the Space Station."

The messages are short and straight to the point, in typical Akaba Reiji fashion. You let out a cross between a sigh and a yawn, mark the contact as unread for good measure, and shut the phone before settling back down in your small cot.

Little luminescent stars of various colors fill your vision as you gaze up at the ceiling -your first choice of decoration in what was once a plain, empty room- and slowly but surely, as the hum of your thoughts begins to quiet down, and the Stellaron's pulse settles into a steady rhythm, the gentle tug of sleep pulls you down, down, down.

___________

You do not know who you are, why you're here, or what you're going to do next.

___________

The day is Monday, the 26th of the month. When Yuzu -the other amnesiac two doors down the hall, who proclaimed herself your friend after knowing you for exactly five minutes- barges into your room to wake you up with a paper fan to the head, she says it's already 9:30 A.M.

You scramble out of the room immediately after, plastering an easygoing smile as you jog down to the parlor car, saluting Conductor Classikuriboh as you pass by them. Navigator Youko greets you at the breakfast table with a wave and a plate of honey-drizzled pancakes, and it takes everything in you to not hug her on the spot.

(Sometimes you catch yourself thinking that the Navigator and her husband would make good parents in the future. You have no idea where this specific thought comes from -you don't know the first thing about parents, after all- but the statement rings true to you all the same.

Yuzu joins shortly after, all sweet words and innocent smiles, as if she hadn't just smacked you out of bed a short while ago. Conversations start up and veer off, delving into topics of cooking, music, the IPC's newsletter and many others besides, and when breakfast is finished, you look at the empty plates and an idea springs to life in your mind.

"Hey, wanna bet if I can balance these on one finger all the way to the kitchen?"

The suggestion is immediately shut down by an even stronger swing of Yuzu's fan, and you could swear it leaves a little bump on the side of your head this time. You let out a dramatic sniff when no one offers their sympathy and condolences; Yuzu just stares at you like she's judging an idiot (that's probably exactly what she's thinking), while Youko shrugs neutrally and disappears down the hallway.

"Traitors, the lot of you." You huff, voice cracking under the pretense of mock hurt. "And here I thought the Astral Express was a kind and welcoming family..."

"We are kind and welcoming, you're just not using the one braincell you have." Yuzu fires in retort, moving to pick up Classikuriboh and shoving them in his face. "Seriously, Yuuya? You want the Conductor picking up all those glass shards after you?"

Oh, she did not just pull the Conductor card.

As if on cue, Classikuriboh lets out a series of loud squeaks, wiggling out of Yuzu's grip and shooting the pinkette their nastiest glare. They pull up a small tablet and type in an impassioned message, then place it on the table for everyone to see.

"Hey!" The message reads, as indignant as the little furball who wrote it. "Classikuriboh can handle broken glass and stupid passengers just fine, but Classikuriboh refuses to be manhandled like this! Put some respect on Classikuriboh's name and let me clean the couch in peace!"

Yuzu blinks in disbelief, head swivelling slowly between you and the Conductor. You barely manage to suppress a smug grin as she gives Classikuriboh an apologetic bow of her head-

... Hey, wait a minute.

"Did you just call me stupid?!" You yell after the Conductor, who goes right back to cleaning the couch like nothing happened at all. "Rude!"

Truly, you had no one to support you in this cruel world. Hmph, so be it! You'll just leave them and stay at the Station for the day- see how they'll manage without your entertaining antics.

You whip out the phone and check the messages, then send a "Sure, I'll see you there!" to the young Genius's invitation-

"You're going to the Space Station?"

-and were it not for the fact that you're still seated in a chair, Yuzu's intrusion would have surely sent you jumping five feet in the air. As it stands, all you do is flinch and turn to her with your best face of utter betrayal, to which the pinkette just rolls her eyes.

"Don't look at me like that, it's not my fault you're so easy to distract." She turns over her own chair to face yours and moves from behind you to sit down. "Anyway, what's this about seeing Akaba? Does he want your help again? Is he pestering you to test his little game? You know you can just block him, right?"

"Sheesh, Yuzu, slow down! It's no problem, really. I don't mind helping him out with the Simulated Universe- I mean, it's actually pretty fun, and I get to contribute to a cool scientific endeavor while I'm at it. Seems like a pretty good deal to me!"

"Well, if you say so..."

"I do!" You grin at her, hoping it comes off as reassuring. "Besides, there's nothing entertaining on the Express when we're restocking supplies, and I really don't want to just lounge around and do nothing all day."

"You could always help Yuuto with sorting the archives-" Yuzu begins, only to be immediately cut off by the frantic waving of your hands.

"Oh nononononono- nope, nuh-uh, no way. I don't know how he's fine with staring at books and words for hours on end, but I would spotaneously combust if I so much as give it a try!"

Yuzu stares at you. You stare right back in desperate defiance.

She rolls her eyes again. "Fine, fine, go out and touch grass or whatever it is you do for fun. Just don't stay out for too long, okay?"

"Yes, mom!" You salute with a sunshine smile, and dash off not a moment later for fear of a third encounter with the paper fan of death. The last thing you hear before exiting the parlor car is "we're not bailing you out if you do anything stupid!"

Fair enough, fair enough.

___________

None of that matters.

___________

The day is Monday, the 26th of the month. The clock at Akaba Reiji's office reads 11:13 P.M the moment you enter the Simulated Universe.

Just like the last few times, the simulation begins with a fizzle of purple, and then the world around you begins to take shape. The plain walls of the Leo Space Station appear before you, and in a matter of minutes, you find yourself standing in the supply zone, just a couple meters away from a small Antibaryon.

"All systems are stable and fully functional." Akaba's voice drones from his post. "You may start the test run now, Trailblazer."

Nodding, you will your trusty bat into existence and approach the spherical machine, resolved to swiftly put the little thing out of its misery. This run is supposed to be for testing a new feature called Blessings, where you acquire one each time you defeat one of the enemies scattered around the map- an easy enough task, considering the many times you've gone up against said enemies by now.

The Antibaryon retreats into the void after a single strike to its core, and the four Baryons you encounter right after are defeated just as easily, though they take a little longer due to their number and the way they keep bouncing out of range. And so, a few minor battles won, occurences and events gone through, and a bunch of random Blessings obtained later, you reach the first stage of Elite enemies, featuring a centaur-like Voidranger... uh, was that the Trampler or the Reaver, again?

Well, it doesn't really matter, anyway. A hit to the ranger's back takes it by surprise, and from there on it's a game of dodging energy beams and distracting the enemy with Imaginary summons of various shapes, until you manage to charge up a strong enough strike to its weakest point, ending the battle in one fell swoop.

You allow yourself a moment to breathe as the Voidranger disintegrates into particles of data, and your own band of cartoonish animals vanishes in a shower of sparks soon after. One last sweep of the stage confirms it as fully cleared, and so, with a confident smile, you step into the portal leading to the next stage...

... and promptly freeze when your feet touch nothing on the other end.

Hold on, what?

Thousands of small lights twinkle as far as your eyes can see, a few opaque orbs and a smattering of dark rocks dotting the horizon alongside them. Stars, planets and asteroids, you notice after a beat- it seems that the new domain is themed after outer space.

... Wait.

No.

That can't be right.

The only time you were abruptly thrown into space was the very first testing session, the one where you came into contact with... an Aeon...

The realization hits you alongside a sudden wave of heat and wind, forcing you to shield your face against the burning sensation. What the hell was that?

Try as you might, you can't even begin to look for an answer. A buzz of static starts in your ears, mingling with the acute rush of scorching air, the harsh crack of rocks breaking, the discordant boom of stars dying-

It is a symphony of ruin all around you; a glimpse into pure and utter annihilation, brought by a force unknown and unseen-

Except, you know exactly who's behind this.

You've drawn their gaze before, after all.

A blinding flash, a literal supernova, heralds the arrival of death incarnate themself. Eyes of molten gold lock onto stunned red, bearing down on you with the weight of a thousand suns-

It is burning.

You are burning.

You cannot look away.

This is Destruction, you find yourself thinking, as the fabric of reality fractures into numerous shards. Your gaze holds the Aeon's against your will, even when the edges of your vision fade into the dark.

This is Destruction, a voice that is not yours whispers, low yet clear above the din of everything, as the universe itself collapses before your eyes, as the Aeon turns their back on you with a sigh.

This is your destiny, in each and every life.

The light around you dims down like a candle, and all sound tapers off into a low hum. You tip your head back and close your eyes...

Then everything goes white, and all is quiet

___________

....However, what you do know is this.

___________

The day is Monday, the 26th of the month. When you come to once again...

... you do not know what time it is.

"Hm, you've regained consciousness. Can you hear me?"

You blink your eyes open at the voice, and sure enough, the pristine space that is the 83rd Genius's office greets you in all its plain glory, its owner leaning on the wall beside your sitting form. Right; you were at the Station to test out Akaba's newest update to the Simulated Universe, and then-

"Something... something went wrong back there." You mutter, pushing yourself up. "You said nothing about an Aeon showing up, so what happened, exactly?"

"I'm afraid the answer to that is still inconclusive." Akaba says, smooth and level, if not for the minute tremble that tails the end of each word, outing his otherwise well-hidden shock. "Nanook's appearance was not expected at all in such an early stage, and even stranger is that their behavior does not quite line up with the expected parameters, which is a curious anomaly in and of itself."

You shake off the ensuing flash of recollection -ruin, death, destruction- and blink, confused. "Eh? How so?"

"A fact you may be unaware of is that, while some Aeons are willing to communicate with others, some are actively averse to any form of contact, and may react negatively to being seeked out. The Destruction falls under the latter category, according to all past records, and forcing you out of the simulation corresponds with that trait... but the issue at hand is the fact that they weren't seeked out- it was the opposite that happened."

Akaba's gaze slips past yours, downwards, and you place a hand over your chest in response. The Stellaron pulses within your form where a human's heart should be- quiet and dormant, yet a constant reminder of what you are, of the danger your mere existence poses, and the reason you stand here to begin with.

"You think it has something to do with all of this." It is not a question, because it needs not be such. You both know the answer very well.

Akaba nods in lieu of saying yes, anyway. "A relatively likely possibility, but one that must be studied in further detail and from several angles before being taken for granted."

"Huh, so you'll need me for more tests soon? Should I expect another message from you, then? Or maybe a phone call?"

"Only if you're still interested in carrying on with our agreement. Remember: you help me gather data to refine the Simulated Universe, and I will help you answer all questions about yourself to the best of my ability."

You smile. It comes out a little sharper than you'd have liked. "I guess there's only one choice to be made, in this case. Well, I'll see you in the next patch update then- for now, good sir, I bid you adieu!"

Not bothering to wait for a reply that wouldn't come, you push yourself off the wall and towards the office door. Just before you pass through, you glance at the little clock lodged at the far corner of the room, and per the message the ornate arrows read, it is now 2:08 P.M.

As the door closes behind you, you allow yourself one more moment to reflect on all you've seen and heard.

This is Destruction. This is your destiny, in each and every life.

The words puzzle you, and perhaps they'd be alarming to someone else, but right now, pondering them gives you no such worries.

Who's to say anything about your fate, anyway? It is a fickle thing; a tapestry woven through one's choices and actions at each turn of life, unpredicatble and impossible to determine...

And as far as you're concerned, yours is only just starting. After all, the one voice that managed to pierce past the fog of your memories had left you with two things to know:

___________

One: Your name is Yuuya.

Two: Your destiny is yours alone to write.

#arcvmonth2023 #arcvmonth #yugioh #yugioh arc v #yuya sakaki #sakaki yuya #fanfic #fanfic prompt #pink's silly aus #pink's fanfics

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

92. "Cutting their hair for them" with Ingo & Akari?

(101 ways to say i love you with actions) (still taking!)

(why have we talked so much about. these twos hair in particular. whats that about. i mean i guess it was only once or twice each but still weird that it happened once or twice)

Akari had stopped bothering with the hairclips she'd arrived with a while ago. And she'd certainly never given much thought to style or cutting. Which weren't things that anyone had paid much attention to originally, but watching her struggle with the comb for the third week in a row, it now seemed rather relevant.

Finally she gave up on a particularly difficult knot, and looked over to Ingo, holding the comb out. "Help?"

He moved over and took it from her, and started working on the detangling process. He hoped he wouldn't have to get the scissors out again.

"This would likely not be so difficult if you performed more regular maintenance," he pointed out. She rarely bothered attacking it more than once a week, if that.

"I know, but it—ow—it's such a pain," she groused.

"Yes, well, again. If you did it more regularly..."

She hissed and did her best to twist away when he yanked at the knot again, one or two of the comb's teeth now firmly stuck.

"If having long hair is truly so arduous," he suggested, not really seriously, "you could always have it cut short."

"Huh," Akari said, sounding genuinely thoughtful. "I guess I could."

After some more very careful plying, he managed to get the comb out and the knot mostly undone. She tilted her head back to stare up at him. "You could do that, right?"

Oh, no. He withdrew his hands and held them up, somewhat defensively. "I was thinking more along the lines of, on our next visit to Jubilife–"

"Yeah, they probably won't do it because I'm not a member," she dismissed. Which, that was fair, that was how things typically went with most of Jubilife. "And that'll be like weeks. I wanna do it now."

"This is a very sudden decision," he tried to reason. "I do not believe I am entirely qualified–"

"You cut your own hair! And shave! All the time!" she pointed out, indignant.

"That- that is vastly different," he argued back. For one thing, Akari's hair was much thicker, and probably wouldn't take nearly as kindly to just being lopped off in one big chunk. Especially considering she typically wore it down, rather than tucked underneath a hat like his was.

But then she leaned on his arm, and headbutted his shoulder, and stared up at him and said "Please?" and he realized that he was never going to win this argument.

"Warden Arezu is proficient at cutting hair, I believe," he proposed instead.

"Yeah, but I don't trust her."

"And you trust me?"

The response was immediate. "Yup."

He sighed. "That seems rather like a mistake."

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They did it the next day, outside, behind the stand of trees that made for some shelter from the wind. Akari sat on the ground, legs folded and with an old blanket wrapped around her shoulders, and Ingo sat behind her, still feeling wholly uncertain about the whole thing.

He'd recovered the clips she'd abandoned. He wasn't yet entirely sure what his plan for them was, but they couldn't hurt to have on hand.

"If this turns out poorly," he said again.

"Who's gonna care? We're all the way out here, it's not like I see that many people," she pointed out.

"Warden Melli will be very upset with me, I imagine."

She stuck her tongue out. "Who cares. He's always mad about something."

So he started cutting.

At one point, several months ago, she'd had bangs, and now those had grown out into the uneven bits that were constantly falling in her face. For the sake of consistency, he chose to standardize closer to them, aiming for around chin length. The rest of her hair was, despite both of their best efforts, still a tangled mess, which tamped down most of the reservations he'd had about cutting it all off.

The first part was easy—just one or two big arcing cuts that took a good foot or two with them. Then it was a matter of cleaning that up, which was significantly harder, and cost several more inches in compromises. Akari was a very good model, at least—she leaned into his hands, but mostly sat still, just happy to have an excuse to hang out so close.

Once her hair looked somewhat passable, he set the scissors aside, and picked up the clips and comb instead. Any knots that had survived his aggressive cutting were now much easier to tease apart, and he actually got it all hanging mostly flat again. Then the formerly-bangs were picked up in even halves and pulled to the sides, pinned far back enough that her ears were uncovered and the hair tucked just behind them framed her face.

"There," he said, trying to sound decisive when he pulled away.

She squirmed and looked back. "Oh, you're done already?"

Well, head-on, it was inarguable that she did look significantly better than she had this morning. That was a low bar, but at least he'd managed to clear it. He nodded back. "Go see what you think."

They had one small mirror that he'd also taken outside for this task. She retrieved it, and then spent several seconds just... staring. Then she tilted her head, and he heard her make a small oh! sound, and watched her reach up to run her fingers through the framing part.

She set the mirror down, and when she looked back at him, she had tufts of black hair curling around her neck, and that grin on her face that could outshine the sun.

"I love it!" she declared.

He let out a breath of relief.

#the nemesis speaks #the nemesis answers #anonymous #swift writes #HMM i should probably have a tag for this au now that i've posted 3 pieces and some asks for it #eehhhh i'll think of one later #pladoption au

[running-freee]

I Need You Ch. 1

Austin!ElvisxOC Word count: 1.3k Prompt: Beverly Sherman is a young girl who had a military family that was forced to move all over the country. When her Father is sent to Germany for work, her and her family follows along. There she meets Elvis Presley who takes a liking to her. From there the rest is history. TW: none A/N: This is my first ever published fic and I have a lot planned for it. Obviously the story sounds familiar because the OC is based off of Priscilla and her life. Just wanted to have fun coming up with a version of the story we all know! If there are any errors or anything lmk! Have fun reading! I’m having such a fun time writing this y’all… don't even knowwww

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Ch 1. A lot of Living to Do

“Hurry up Bev, I don’t wanna be late for the bus again!” My little brother Johnny yelled from the front door of our small German apartment. For a 10 year old he was very on top of things.

“Johnny give me two more seconds!” I screamed back as I grabbed the books that were shuffled across my desk from the night before. Just as I was about to meet my anxious little brother at the front door my mother stopped me.

“Beverly, please tell your brother not to leave his mittens at school again today and don’t forget about tonight! I’ll most likely need your help with the fruit cake before we leave!” She exclaimed from the kitchen. “I’ll try my best, mother!”

I followed Johnny into the crisp winter air of Germany. My family had moved here in the summer last year as my father was in the military, Air Force to be exact. We would relocate often, mainly to other parts of the U.S. but this was new to us. Moving to an entirely different country. Luckily, we lived in an apartment complex that was filled with other people exactly like us, military families. Most of the children went to the same school that we did as well. It was a school designed for American children to go to that had a family member in the military.

It wasn’t all that bad here, just a little lonely at times. I found it more difficult to make friends as I got older. As soon as we got comfortable in whatever city we settled into, it was time to move again. I feared making friends once I got to Germany. We had lived in Texas before coming to Germany for two whole years and I had made friends there in El Paso. Next thing I knew I had to move halfway across the globe for High School and leave my friends behind. I did have a small handful of friends in Germany but never got closer than seeing them at school or running into them at the apartment complex. I mainly stuck to my studies at home. I was really into music and had my prized record collection that I had brought over from the states.

I would sit in my room for hours listening to my records. I would sit in bed and even in class at school and fantasize about my life after I finished High school. I dreamed of going to a college back in the U.S. and meeting a nice boy there. We would settle down in suburbia and live a long life filled with kids and grandkids running around. When I thought about it, I was really only about 3 years closer to my dream than I realized. Winter break of my 9th grade had just passed which meant summer was inching closer even if it was still freezing in the middle of February.

I sighed thinking about my little life plan. It was the one thing getting me through the long days at school and the boring classes. Especially the German lessons.

The bell rang signifying the end of the school day. I stood up grabbing my coat and placing it around my arms and shoulders. I hurried out to find Johnny to remind him of our mothers orders.

“Beverly, wait up!”

I turned to find Judy Moore, one of the girls I was fairly close friends with running towards me. Her father was also friends with my father. We only lived about three doors down from each other so being friends was natural for us.

“Hi Judy!” I smiled at her as she finally caught up to me, catching her breath.

“Are you going to the dinner party as well tonight?” The party. Of course, I almost forgot.

My fathers coworkers took turns hosting dinner parties once a month as a chance for the wives and children to dress up and mingle in a different setting than their own homes. It also gave a chance for the husbands to show off their families to each other.

Sometimes, if Judy and I were lucky, some of the younger lieutenants and soldiers would show up to these dinner parties. It would give them a chance to get out of the base and network with their peers as well as the Officers above them.

For Judy and I, it was a chance to sit together and giggle, gawking at the men almost 10 years your senior.

It was nice to see real men and not just the boys from school. I would go home and fall asleep thinking of my fantasy of getting married but this time a handsome soldier was the man that would come home to me in our beautiful house full of kids running around.

“I’m going, I have to help my mom. I guess she’s bringing a fruit cake.” Judy scrunched her nose in disgust. I giggled.

“Great! I’ll see you there then, I heard a new batch of soldiers are coming tonight as well.” Judy said as we inched closer to the bus. We giggled together in excitement of seeing the young soldiers that had come fresh off the base.

“I can’t wait! Hopefully one of them will snatch me up and take me out of my misery.” I say half joking. Judy just laughed agreeing with me.

“See you tonight then! Wear something…sexy!” She said in a mocking drawl as she laughed at her own joke.

“No promises!”

I walked onto the bus and found Johnny sliding next to him on the seat. As soon as the bus arrived at our apartment complex I rushed inside to find my mother in the kitchen with a fully baked fruit cake.

“Hi sweetie! This doesn’t look too bad now does it?” She was pleased with herself and her baking masterpiece. “Now I need the two of you to get ready and once your father is home we can head out to Officer Jackson's house.”

Officer Jackson’s house was about 45 minutes away from our apartment. His family lived in a lavish town home. Something I wish my family could have instead of this crammed little space. I went to my room and got ready wearing a nice dark blue dress. The next thing I knew my mother was calling out for me and Johnny to make our way to the car.

The car ride was boring, just filled with my parents talking about my fathers day at work. The radio was playing faintly in the background and my brother was trying to annoy me as he usually did. I let out a sigh as we parked near the house, getting out to fix my blue dress. My hair was curled into a near updo as per my mothers request to make us seem like a respectful family.

Stepping foot into the house, my nose was filled with the smell of food and cigar smoke. I saw the crowd of people seated talking amongst themselves as music our parents listened to filled the room. Some were drinking and laughing as they talked about their stories of traveling like any military family.

“Bev!” I saw Judy running towards me with a smile that reached all the way to her eyes “You need to come with me right now!” she said as she caught her breath from running.

I turned to my parents for approval and my father nodded. That was all Judy needed before she took a hold of my arm and pulled me into a side family room.

“I have someone here I want you to meet!”

I gave her a confused look to see the room crowded with young men in uniform and girls who were making conversation with them.

Next thing I know Judy is pulling me through the crowd as she yelled “excuse me, sorry”

A young man is seated on the couch talking to another man next to him.

“Mr. Presley, I'd like you to meet my friend Beverly Sherman.”

#austin butler x reader #elvis presley #elvis film #austin butler elvis #original character #fanfic #i need you