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kujiba · 1 month

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#⎯May the land conceal you, dear grace

୨୧ — ꒰ gn!reader | they/them prounouns | Sagau | cultish behavior

୨୧ — ꒰a/n; I made this at like 2 am so ik this is crappy

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Part one of two

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AN HUMAN BEING - walked through the corridors of their apartment with a bag full of groceries on their hands. They have just finished running errands and now can finally take a rest after a busy day.

Approaching their apartment door. They took out their keys and inserted it into the key hold, stepping foot into their apartment room. They then started to take off their shoes and placed them near the door.

Putting the groceries aside and sitting carefully on their bed; they layed their head onto the soft pillow to rest. Sighing heavily, they turned their body to the side and reached down in their bag to get their phone, they opened the familiar famous mascot in genshin impact and got greeted with a bright light from their screen

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The land of freedom lived up to it's name as ever, as the sounds of livelyness echoed through the place, a bard can be found in the town square playing melodies that blessed anyones ears who would hear it.

Laughs and joy can be found after stormterror's attack has been finally put to a stop by a famous traveler. The familiar blonde hair boy walked through the roads of freedom being greeted with smiles and commissions.

"Ad astra-"

"We'll take the rewards now, thanks!" a flying fairy next to the Traveler said to a woman standing beside the counter

The Traveler reached his arm out to claim the rewards from the woman, but then after he gotten his rewards. A familiar brunette greeted them from behind

"Hey traveler and paimon!"

The brunette said giving them the warmest smile

"Oh hey amber! What's up?"

The familiar brunettes name being revealed to be Amber gave a small smile at paimons words putting her hands onto her hips

"Hehe, Nothing much really. After stormterror's attacks was finally put to a stop. Mondstadt has been more peaceful lately! I was just about to head out to clear hilichurl camps till I noticed the two of you"

Paimon nodded at Amber's words "Thats great to hear! The Traveler and paimon really became a hot topic around mondstadt today too!" Paimon said smiling gleefully "The Traveler and Paimon don't have much to do for today, Mind if we join you amber?"

Amber nodded "Sure! I mean I totally could deal with the camps myself but with the two of you it would be much quicker!" Amber said giggling a bit "No time to lose! If you're ready let's go"

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While walking (more like jogging) to the hilihurl camps Paimon decided to open up a conversation with Amber about something she's been thinking off.

"Hey amber, now that paimon thinks about it.. Who is this ' grace' person? Paimons been hearing alot about them recently!"

Amber looked at them both confused stopping in the middle of the forest to put her index finger on her chin. "You don't know our grace? Huh, I was sure you'd atleast get some information on them considering you guys been staying here in mondstat for, Quite some time."

Paimon then putted both of her index fingers in a X position denying the accusation of amber; Amber sighed playfully before facing them again with a small smile, "I don't blame you, people have been trying to cover up our grace after the incident. And I can't expect much after you've all been so busy being the honorary knight and hero's of mondstat!"

Amber then pointed up one of her fingers looking side to side before facing them again like a tutor. "hehehe, Well our grace is a bestwoned God who created Teyvat!"

Paimons eyes widened open hearing such a God making her flip back a little; on the other hand, Aether suddenly got more interested in this Teyvats God; 'maybe they know something about his sister that might make them reunite'

"huwaah!? Now that's some powerful God right there!" paimon said together with facing the Traveler; "Now that paimon thinks of it, don't you think this God has knowledge about your sister? I mean they did create Teyvat so surely they know something about your missing sister!" Paimon then turned to amber to ask questions about this Teyvats god

"Anywho, Do you know other things about this God amber? Or the story of them?"

Amber smiled softly at paimon, furthermore explaining to them what the story of their grace was.

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Long ago when Teyvat was still in production, a ruler was made just for the producing nation; the God was perfect in Teyvats eyes. They were kind, powerful, beautiful. The archons worshipped their grace with all their love, blood, and tears.

They thought Teyvat was perfect for their grace, that they had everything that they ever wished for... So why......

Why did they disappear?

Filled with grief Teyvat slowly started to become chaos, and thus, the archon war started. All of Teyvat overthought it, some accepted it thinking their grace wanted Teyvat to be independent. Some thought they had done something crucially wrong to make their grace disappear. Long many wanted to forget but they couldn't. So they went to the option of worshiping, surely you will comeback? They will be better they promise! But that day never came...

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"Or at least that's what I know from what I read from books!"

Amber said putting both her hands on her hips and having a shining presence around her; Looking back, Aether started to piece together the background of Teyvats god. but it all led to a dead end.

The trio finally arrived at the hilihurl camps, amber was readying her bow and baron bunny while paimon just was at the sidelines for emotional support.

Aether meanwhile, was readying his sword when he felt a short voltage in his body the same feeling when he was always readying to fight; it was warm, like you're sleeping in the clouds with a fireplace near you to keep you warm. It felt so comforting; And in a blink of an eye the hilihurl camps were now gone.

Panting, Amber started to walk back where the duo was to check on them

"Wooh! Nothing out rider Amber can't handle!" Amber proudly exclaimed while Aether only looked at the grass.

He was so out of it that he started to lose focus on his surroundings but then another sudden jolt wakend him up.

He was cut off with his day dreaming when paimon was shaking him roughly to snap him out of it. "Hey.. Hey! Oh thank archons your caught out of your daze! Paimon thought you were possesed"

Paimon exclaimed putting both her hands on her hips looking like an angry mom; Aether rubbed the back of his neck apologetically "sorry.. paimon, I was just caught on something." Aether said looking at the sky thinking about the story amber said to them earlier whilst squinting his eyes.

"Teyvats God.."

"Hey wait a minute! There wasn't treasure at all here amber!"

"Whoops! Maybe I can treat you guys with some food at good hunters?"

"Hmph!"

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Looking at the final hilihurl that faded away onto your screen; you stretched your arms wide and exited out of the game, it's been 3 hours? Four? Doesn't matter. Putting your phone aside and readying yourself to bed; you failed to notice your phone lighting up and displaying the seven elements of Teyvat, all of them lighting up to their prestige colors.

Making a one final stretch to your arms before going back to bed, and tucking yourself in, slowly closing your eyes...

Fluttering your eyes a bit, you suddenly felt like you were falling. Just like those dreams you've had but the thing is; you didn't land. You kept falling with no end to the nightmare, you tried to move but your body didn't respond, as if you were paralyzed.. starting to feel hopeless, You closed your eyes waiting for it to end and just wake back up from your bed; That was until you felt something grab your throat and drag you to the deepest bottom.

You were panicking, Why was this happening to you!? You couldn't open your eyes too even see what was happening, Your breathing was running out, pressure from the hand that grabbed you started to hurt and sting, you felt closer and closer to the ground and that's when-

Warmth .. You felt warmth; you previously were falling to your eternal doom thinking there is no way out of the panic and dread in your body But now.. You felt...

Kinda itchy.

It feels like your getting softly stabbed by something like grass; slowly opening your eyes you found yourself in a grassy pit with a beautiful scenery, hearing something close by; you turned your head around too see a small anemo slime watching over you. The anemo slime just squirmed and fled away to another direction.

you put both of your hands onto your face, hands trembling and face looking petrified; "What kind of drugs did I ate..." refusing to believe this is real you started to desperately pinch your self, and to your horror. It hurted.

Still refusing to believe this is real even tho there are plenty of evidence this is infact happening. You Stood up dusting off the remaining dirt in your clothes; you were amazed by the beautiful scenery that was upon you, it felt so familiar...

you see not too far by, a woman dress up in adventurer clothing who was cooking something at a fireplace, curiosity took in and you start to walk to the lady planning to also ask her questions about this place, hoping she does have answers.

"Uhm.. Excuse me" you said lightly tapping the woman's shoulder to make her look at you

The woman turned around to you following, with a smile "Oh uhm yes hello! What is it that you need?"

Going like you planned you started to ask her questions about this place, over time you learned that her name was Lynn it felt familiar to you-... Wait a sec...

After she was done explaining you thanked her while Lynn also handed out some food onto you. Walking around the clear and vast area you quickly learned where you were at now.

You were at the city of freedom it's self..

#genshin #genshin impact #reincarnation #genshin impact x reader #reader insert #gender neutral reader #genshin impact sagau #genshin sagau #sagau #first post #genshin fanfic #god reader #genshin au #shit post

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wintersera · 9 months

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rockstar!winter x f!reader

notes: completely self indulgent as you will be able to tell from all the screaming- i’m blaming that clip… drove me insane LIKE ACTUALLY INSANE

cw: dom winter, sub reader (OMG SURPRISE), daddy kink, is calling reader a ‘whore’ degredation? it’s also not proofread i just wrote this on autopilot-

word count: 0.8/0.9k i forgot….

showing up to your girlfriends performance for the first time ever was going to be the death of you.

the lights were dim, loudness of the bass shaking your skeleton? you didn’t even know that could happen. it was a bit overwhelming for you because honestly... you weren’t even into rock that much even though your girlfriend is a rock genius.

it was definitely worth your time. seeing the spotlight shine on her while she plays with her guitar. and in all seriousness you didn’t really give a shit about the music AT ALL. your focus was completely on her fingers, the way she was tapping and strumming the strings had you in a trance, and oh my! you’re panties are soaked through.

you didn’t even last one second into the song thag was playing, all that was in your mind was her fingers, oh my god her hands, her fingers should be in me right now, i want her fing- yeah…

“baby you did so good on stage” running to the back of the stage. you just couldn’t wait anymore

“of course, you were there. i had to put on the best show for my girl” standing there with sweat dripping down her face. “did you like my guitar solo? dont tell my fans, but i practiced it just for you”. your girlfriend, minjeong, was so sweet. the main guitarist of the band aespa and the hottest person to ever cross this universe. whatever you did in your past life must be crazy to bless you with such a fine ass girlfriend.

“no one is in this room right?”

“what are you implying y/n?”

“oh nothing, i just wanted to say that you looked so hot on stage daddy” seducing her by slipping the string of your top down your shoulders.

not expecting that, she dropped everything she was holding right at that moment and cornered you. locking the door just in case one of her bandmates decide to waltz in. “oh don’t you dare start this now. not with those skimpy ass clothes you're wearing” now you knew wearing a mini skirt and a tight top would do you justice even tho your ass was so cold waiting outside the venue 😭, and well today you couldn't help being turned on, seeing your girlfriend work her guitar with her skillful fingers on that electric guitar had your pussy throbbing.

“turning me on after my performance, oh my baby is such a whore for me” hiking up your skirt to reveal you pretty much soaked thong “and you’re wearing a thong? all dolled up for me? you’re so kind” tugging the thong that rubbed your clit all in the right ways.

“a-anything for you daddy” god you turned her on so much. she just wanted to fuck your pussy so hard rn, and thats what she’s doing 🤭 pumping not one but three fingers into your sopping wet hole while she messily makes out with you, her tongue dominating over yours with ease. the noises you were making were anything but holy, thanking the interior designers for the very good choice of making the room sound proof because god, you are literally screaming out her name, moaning, groaning, literally all the noises are coming out of your slutty mouth. and if the noises coming from your mouth weren’t enough to show that she had you wrapped around her fingers (PUN NOT INTENDED) your wet pussy definitely showed. sticky, wet sounds were definitely escaping out of you. oh my god she was making you so unbelievably wet, your juices literally spilling all over the floor coating her hands and dripping everywhere on your legs.

AND SHES NOT FINISHED WITH YOU, breaking your kiss to make you face the wall and bend over so she can see your pussy in full view!!! her licking your lips before she fully makes out with it. licking and sucking so violently on your clit it makes you squirm and buck your hips into her face, while also shoving her fingers back into your pussy, slamming them into you without any mercy. it doesn’t really take that long to make you cum, with the whole build up during the concert you were pretty much standing there in awe on the verge of cumming JUST BY SEEING HER PERFORM?? she’s so rough with you but that's how daddy minjeong likes it anyways, seeing you turn into her personal sex doll and treating you as such as well, slapping your ass as you're bent over like a whore, repeating to you that she’s “your daddy”. she would open the door to show the entire crowd her lovely baby being finger fucked with a stupid slutty fucked out face, but she’s overprotective like that you know.

when you finally, cum it’s so violent yet so so so good. legs shaking, BODY SHAKING, you’re on the verge of blacking out as you’re hitting the walls screaming “daddy- ah, daddy m-minjeong your fingers feel so good” biting down on your lip as you feel the ecstasy course through your entire body.

of course once you’ve had the most craziest orgasm of your life, you fall to your knees.

picking you up she just smiles at you, kissing you on the lips then whispering in your ear “let’s continue this at home”

#wintersera #aespa smut #aespa x fem reader #aespa x fem reader smut #aespa winter smut #kim minjeong #fem! reader #kpop smut #girl group smut #gg x reader #kpop girl group smut #girl group x reader

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sadderdaazee · 5 months

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literature professor nanami has always hated overworking. always hated staying off the clock to mark papers. hated reading boring essays containing same boring memorized lines from the same boring books and same boring extracts.

but lately, marking has been fun. with your papers littered by his side, his cock in his hand as he strokes to the way you describe your affection for literature, the passion you imbue within your words brooks within his nerves heating his cock vigorously.

but he’d be too much of a pervert to admit that. to admit how his eyes stencil around every move you make in class, furtively wanting to see how sensitive that skin could get of yours. he wouldn’t admit how every word from your succulent lips pull his cock in a trance. or the way you write being his only material to ejaculate to while working overtime.

too much of a pervert to admit how fucking badly he wants to peel those fucking dresses you wear to classes to reveal just how bare you can get for him.

his thumb teases his angry tip thats furiously reddening at every thought you draw into his mind.

he wouldn’t mind begging for you. barking for you— but only if the walls of his profession and desires didn’t pull his mind taut of lust, he’d be bending you over this fucking table and plunging his big fat cock till his seed is washing into your uterus and spilling into your ovaries.

would be spanking that ass he’s been lusting over ever since you’ve been assigned to his classes. would be fingering you till all of his fingers could fit in your body, and feel just how loose you can get for him.

“fuck [name] what’re you doin’ t’me,” he moans, throwing his head back as his breathing adopts the pace of his heart.

fuck, and as his high warns him, he forgets how your papers are still laid out on his desk. just before the ropes of his cum shoot, he’s turning away, to the door that’s closed to release—

only to find you standing by the door.

hands buried in your panties, books held by your chest, bag loosely falling from your shoulder, head thrown back till the back of your head is pressing against the mahogany of the door.

he should be embarrassed. but God, would he be lying if he was. if shooting his cum at the sight of you wasn’t the most pleasurable things he’s done in a while. if watching his cum spill on the floor and watch the way you reach your own orgasm at the sight wasn’t the best thing his eyes have seen.

and maybe tonight, overworking might’ve just been the best blessing he’s received today.

insp: @arminsfavoritepookie

written for: @arminsfavoritepookie

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faiirybread · 6 months

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i know places ︴aa23

🌷 in which.. the fans aren’t happy, but they are!

pt1!

alex_albon just posted!

God bless America, God bless double points!🫡🇺🇸🦅raaaaahhh!!!!

tagged: danielricciardo, yukitsunoda, yourusernameofficial

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user1 YN?????

user2 great race today, you deserved those points!

user3 ARIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

user4 GET AWAY FROM HER

user5 MOM NO PLEASE

yourusernameofficial Amazing job today, it was awesome to watch! 💙💙

alex_albon Thank you so much!

user4 BRO GO FOR IT

user6 is yn dating him?

user5 we dont know, all the interactions between them is him liking her post and posting her stage on his story, her going to a race, and now this post

user6 ah ok

user7 NO WAY yourusernameofficial ARE YOU A GLUTEN FREE GIRLIE

yourusernameofficial Yes! I went gluten free because I kept getting muscle injuries, and it’s really helped! 💗

user7 YESSSS SHE IS ONE OF US I LOVE YOU YN

user8 STOP THEY WENT TO TRADER JOES TOGETHER???

user9 THATS WHAT IM SAYINGG LIKE THEY ARE TOGETHER

user10 RAHHH LAND OF THE FREE TO DATE YN YLN

user11 he isnt dating her you bitch.. get out of here

user10 RAHH CANT HEAR YOU OVER ALL THIS FREEDOM

user11 why would yn lower herself to him, she knows her worth and he isnt it.

user12 WHATS THAT SOUND?? THE SOUND OF LIBERATION FROM WACKASS KPOP STANS

f1gossip just posted!

recent photos released by korean news site dispatch of yn yln and alex!

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user1 YOUR JOKING

user2 most random couple

user3 yn.. how could you betray us like this 😔

user4 ALEX ALBON WITH THE RIZZZ

user5 wtf are you talking about? this isnt a good thing..

user4 lol what why

user5 yns whole career is on her fans, who shes betraying with this. ive been a fan since she was 16 and to see her grow up to be such a slut is really disappointing.. i wouldnt be surprised if her company terminates her contract

user4 bro wtf are you on about?? shes a fucking human being who is allowed to live and have friends and partners. calling yourself a fan of hers then saying shes a slut is just laughable. your a 40 year old man who became a fan of a 16 year old and cant bear to think that shes not a doll for you to play with. fucking creepy and disgusting.

user6 NUH UH NUH UH

user7 ok but ehy this guy?! yn could literally have anyone in f1 and she chose a guy who cant even win a race??

user8 dude poor alex he does not deserve the crazy kpop stans breathing down his neck

user9 wait theyre kinda cute 🤭

user10 NO THEYRE NOT

ynupdates just posted!

OFFICIAL STATEMENT FROM SM ENTERTAINMENT:

Hello, this is SM Entertainment. A series of photos were shared today of YN YLN. We cannot confirm or deny the rumors, and request that you give YN privacy and empathy in this time. Thank you.

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user1 what was the point of the statement if theyre not gonna confirm anything 😭

user2 sm this isnt kai and jennie.. williams racing is not gonna post a statement

user3 ok so….

user4 #DROPYN

user5 get tf outta here ‼️

user6 BOOOO

user7 this is how her company responds to alex getting this amount of hate??

user8 unfortunately its really common because of the industry standard that idils stay single/keep their relationships private so this is probably the most we’ll get from sm

user7 really? ive seen some companies do legal action, are they not doing that?

user8 not for alex, only for yn

user7 damn this is gonna be tough for alex then

user9 alex_albon pls see the light this is not worth it

user10 #DROPYN

alexalbon just posted a story!

user1 YES ALEX

user2 thank you for defending her!!

user3 just not a good idea to be around her..

user4 GET OUT GET OUT

yourusernameofficial just posted!

3 songs for the ones I love 💗

Slut!, Teenage Dream, and Mirrorball out now on all platforms 🌷

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📌alex_albon WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME ABOUT THESE

yourusernameofficial 🤭 🤭 luv ya babes

alex_albon I LOVE YOU TOO!!! I WILL ALWAYS MAKE IT WORTH IT!!

user1 TEENAGE DREAM IS SO 😭 😭 😭 IM SORRY WE MADE YOU FEEL LIKE THAT YN

user2 are you gonna cancel promos for these too?

alex_albon soz but promos are only for me 😝

user3 bad start dad…

alex_albon sorry kiddo had to say how it is

user4 MIRRORBALL 😭😭😭 YNNIE WERE SO SORRY

user5 slut! is so romantic?? alex how did you do it

pierregasly amazing songs!

yourusernameofficial thank you!!

user6 YN ARE WE GONNA GET MORE PADDOCK CONTENT

yourusernameofficial YES!!!! IM SO EXCITED

user6 OMG OMG OMG PLS ARE YOU GONNA BE IN THE GARAGE??

yourusernameofficial i cant say yet but ill deffo try and meet you guys there!!

user7 she seems so happy with him dude, she never used to respond to comments or anything

landonorris I WANT YOU TO KNOW IM YOUR MIRRORBALL ILL SHOW YOU EVERY VERSION OF YOURSELF TONIGHT

yourusernameofficial 🫶🫶🫶

user8 WE LOVE YOU YN!!!

user9 BLOSSOMS LETS STREAM THESE AND SHOW HER OUR LOVE!!

user10 FLOP #DROPYN

alex_albon waa waa waa 😹😹😹

charlesleclerc16 OUTSOLD 👏 👏 👏

yourusernameofficial thank you charles!!

#f1 x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 #f1 fic #alex albon #alex albon x y/n #alex albon x you #alex albon x reader #alex albon fic #alex albon imagine #📌myfics!

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rollup2theparty · 2 months

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—₊˚⊹♡ round & round! eunseok

❦ cold and aloof, it drives you nearly insane how difficult this man is to read. your blood boils at the thought of him, yet you seem to encounter his impeccable being in every spot of your mind. by some twist of fate, the two of you find yourselves trapped behind the locked doors after hours with nothing but fragile silence and a lot hanging at the tip of your tongue.

౨ৎ HIGHSCHOOL AU (fem!reader x s.eunseok)

⟡ enemies to lovers / mutual pining / forced proximity

⚠︎ minor angst / sfw

notes!! y/n is slightly embarrassing forgive me but she has it together i promise (NOT PROOFREAD YET)

cold and aloof, it drives you nearly insane how difficult this man is to read. from snoring through class or absent-mindedly staring out the classroom window, as the reigning rank 5 and class president you cant seem to figure out how this privileged jerk seems to not have a single care in the world despite being 4th from the bottom. his desks and lockers overflowed with snacks and flirty post it notes from his many admirers, and he doesn't seem to care. not like you were unpopular yourself, you never let the admiration get to your head but he? he's an inhospitable, cold blooded pain in the ass who conveniently has a face sculpted by the Gods. a face you find yourself thinking about a lot before you go to sleep (angrily, of course). he is a glass half empty person with a muted demeanor and you always thought of yourself as a person with a lot of love to give. really there is no better combination in the face of this earth. your hands are itchy with the urge to poke at him until his face explodes, or do basically anything to see him show emotions for once but your pride reprimands you to sit still.

the 6pm rush hour trip could give anyone a stroke, thats why you avoid it at all costs (its totally not because you know eunseok rides the 730pm bus after his basketball practice). your day starts and ends with his figure, a few seats in front of you on the 0119. how "unlucky" do you have to be to be stuck on the same commute to and from school daily? oh the disdain for his unchanging figure. every single day without fail, he sits next to a window with two wired earphones plugged in each ear, head off into space. a brawl could ensue and he would still be seated there, perfect unmoved. like being pulled in with a magnet, your pupils could never seem to wander elsewhere, even when foxy shy freshmen giggle as they hand out their phones in hopes of a connection. how can you erase this blurring unwanted regard when he haunts your every breath? your blood boils at the thought of him, yet you seem to encounter his impeccable being in every spot of your mind. sometimes you wished the bus would crash into a pole, maybe that'll stop you from thinking.

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friday mornings always caused your heart rate to fluctuate, it flutters with the thought of a weekend of glory ahead of you. but today its beating hard for a different reason. you scan each passenger a multitude of times, yet you can't see the sight of him. he's a no show. your brain scrambles for possible explanations, 'his parents gave him a ride? he got up late? he's home with a fever? gasp he's on his death bed?? no, he moved halfway across the country to be with his secret lover?? god no'. manually, you shut down your brain's intrusive notions and instead you force out a sigh of relief. yeah, maybe this is a blessing in disguise. the school festival was coming up and as a proud student council member, you had a lot to prepare for and everything would be made easier without a constant mind interference.

"attention, all students are expected to be dismissed by 530pm due to the forecast of tonight's upcoming thunderstorm, expect school doors to be locked by 6." the muffled voice over the intercom sends the classroom into a frenzy but everything other than your half done event proposal was mere white noise. your were ambitious by nature and by the work of some deity, today your mind was on focus mode, not even the clutter of joy behind you could get you to lift your head from the word file on your laptop. you were invincible, typing in the speed of light. you were at an intellectual high only to be washed down low with a light tap on your desk. breath halting, you were ready to give the coarse, senseless dimwit a good mouth beating until you lock eyes with his.

"y/n. im late, please hand this to our homeroom teacher." his voice departs from his lips in a monotone as he places his tardy slip on your desk.

"me?" you ask, almost hopeful.

"admin staff said to give it to the class president."

"oh! yes of course, i'll hand it to mr lee during recess, if thats okay with you. do you need anything-"

"thanks." frigidly, eunseok halts your ramble with a flat bread smile and a close up view of his back as he walks away.

no this isn't the first time he talked to you. he apologized once when he accidentally poked you with his umbrella at the bus stop, and another time when water bottle made you trip during recess. he remained reticent even when he bumped into your shoulder in the cafeteria, only offering a slight dip in his head as an apology. granted he doesn't actually speak to anyone beside his friend group, today marks the third.

oh you were in a constant bind, like a swing that tumbled from one side on another with the passing wind. do you like him? do you hate him? you two barely spoke, barely interacted but he called you by name. 'y/n'. oh you're aware you sound borderline delusional and psychotic but the ring of your name will forever be intimate. no one, not even your subject teachers or closest friends ever refer to you by 'y/n'. it had always been 'class president', nothing more nothing less. you've been crowned as the classroom's leader since elementary school, at this point there should be a ceremonial plague with your name engraved on it, thats how often you had the throne. people say the main thing that ties a human to their identity is their birth name, well this position is yours. you hear the title more than anything else, at one point you wonder if that should be what would be written on your headstone. so why does your name sound so natural when it rolls of his tongue?

your mind was balancing on a rather precarious tipping point when a reality check crashes onto you. every second you spend on this superficial distress is a second wasted. you were sitting there mouth agape, fighting a dilemma you didn't physically have, over some guy who barely acknowledged your existence when mid year examinations are soon and the school festival counts on your ability to drive it to success. you are a standalone piece, confident and able. a crush? unrequited love? some things are just so minuscule in this great world of troubles. you drag yourself back to earth by the hair and untangle your bundle of thoughts, you had to focus on what was important.

by lunch time, you were a changed man.

“hey, did mr lee get my slip?” he questioned as you crouch by your decorated locker at the far corner of the room. without missing a beat, you nod soullessly and wander back to your seat. but not before you look into his eyes. there was something more than an empty stare, yet you wasted no time jumping into conclusions. you could no longer drown yourself in an pool of wishful thinking

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not even a split second after the ring of the dismissal bell and you were out of your seat, making a bee line through the chorus and chaos of the narrow hallway. the pop up notice declaring your impending doom gave you adrenaline like no other. '5%', the glaring red battery symbol taunted you to break into a sprint. your campus was the size of a local mall but the only decent place with electrical sockets was the desolate east wing library. does this make any sense? absolutely not. even while bolting, you make time to write up a mental note to file an official complaint to the office.

you shut the unnecessarily heavy door behind you and in the nick of time you manage to breathe life back into your computer. with 30 minutes on the clock, you knew you could finish up the paper in 20, giving you a perfect 10 to pack up and leave before they lock up. your epiphany of plans is interrupted by a trickle of footsteps and the bump of a book to its spot on a bookshelf. you were never one to believe in ghosts but then and there your heart was tied up into a knot. maybe all the tales told by the bonfire last camp season finally got to you. your skittish hello echoed through the airtight room to no avail. would this be a life changing episode about your first ever encounter with a ghostly apparition? while it would make for a good application story, you silently beg with your life for any possible logical explanation.

from shelf to shelf, you tiptoe across with your breath held tight. 3/4 your way into the room, you manage to convince yourself it was nothing but the sound of the rumbling, worn out and abused air conditioner. yet you don't stop checking (for good measure). as the tip of your toes hits the floor of the final shelf, you feel the fear finally catch up to you, it was as if the room is closing in, you feel the motion in your gut as the world around you spins in a blur and like clockwork, the lights turn off. in an instant, the blurry pandemonium crashes into a black purgatory of nothingness.

a rock is now permanently lodged in your throat and you struggle to swallow the saliva that has run dry. you scream as if an invisible knife sliced your heart open and your mouth goes numb. the muscles holding up your limbs are forced to halt and you fall to your knees. you swear if anything else happens, you would melt together with the ground to form nothing but a puked up puddle of a mess. together with the prerequisite drizzle to the forewarned rain, a tap to your shoulder almost sent you running for the heavens.

"y/n?" there it was, again. the same word, the same intonation of voice. the arms that wrapped around your knees as you crouched fell back and you finally muster up the courage to look up.

this was all either a figment of your hallucination or that by some twist of fate, eunseok was standing over you. somehow, through a series of (un)fortunate events, you came to a quick conclusion that the latter was true. hesitantly, you pull yourself together and got up to your feet with the help of his offering hand. it seems that even in a situation like this, your heart can't help but flutter at thought of his touch. your dedication to a love life of abstinence down the drain just like that.

you only manage to mutter a subdued "thank you" before rushing to the door for some air. you've studied there enough times to know the door is a pull not a push, but no matter how hard you tug on the handle, the obnoxiously large gateway just wouldn't budge. your heart pounds against the safeguard of your chest as you feel the hot air of his steady breath on the crown of your head. he approaches your side only to be greeted with the same futile attempt over a shut door. they must have locked up early unbeknownst to the both of you when you lost your mind over a pseudo shadow encounter.

sometimes life throws out a wild card and traps you behind the locked doors of the school library after hours. no amount of knocking, yelling or pulling on the shut knob of the oak door could save you from this ticklish torture. with the gush of the pouring rain interfering with cell service, your sanguine shot at dialing any number on your phone also lets you down. you flounder to the ground with your back against the wall, your energy depleted and your hope ran slim.

"we'll have to wait until the morning staff clocks in in the morning." to your disbelief, he broke the fragile silence.

eunseok took the spot across from you with his back against a collection of encyclopedias. you briefly message your parents in hopes that the signal would come through when the shower starts to fade. out of his black nike heritage backpack, he pulls out two bottles of peach soda and an uneaten sandwich only to tear into halves, mindlessly offering you each a piece. does he not know how staggering each and every one of his moves make you?

"the gs25 egg sandwiches and this sparkling drink are my all time favorites, thank you" you chirp, in effort to kill the stuffy air.

"i know, i got it in the convenient store across from our station" he muttered, unthinking.

his brazen declaration made you choke, your esophagus begs to breathe as a piece of toast hinds its entrance. your brain instantaneously flashes back to the plastic bottle that would sit on the right corner of your desk after recess. you always assumed it was an underclassmen braving declaring their interest but now you've come to realize that you have never expressed your interest in it anywhere else other than during the long waits at your bus stop.

whatever bit of rationale left in you begs you to not get ahead of yourself. you, however, takes it as a green light to make conversation.

"hey, do you know what major you're choosing for college counseling?"

"child psychology." eunseok's answer startles you. you were guessing finance or accounting, something to match his logical disposition.

"but my grades are unsteady so im unsure." he says in passing.

"let me tutor you." you offer with vigor and he nods near automatically, you were almost sure you could see him fight a smile.

"we take the same bus home, we can review a bit on our way back. only if you would like to of course, i can come up with a learning plan."

he beats his reddish flush to speak, "can we start right now? we have time to kill." you softly tap the space next to you twice and he gets up before you even finish the first.

the two of you have never been in such close proximity of each other. you have always been in his orbit, but it was never enough to make contact. if eunseok was the unwavering earth and you were the persevering moon.

you learn that he's been there since free period, tasked to set up the new influx of books as a punishment for being tardy. you also learn that he couldn't make it on time because his white poodle, charlie, required immediate veterinarian attention after hurling all night. in the world filled with phony personalities and kids doomed to mediocrity, your heart fluttered at the thought of someone with genuine, authentic convictions. you revise literature devices and math formulas for hours, nonetheless his eyes never lost focus. your unimpeded voice brought him more clarity than any high paying academy ever could.

the storm reaches an all time high as the clock strikes midnight, you can't help but stretch out your limbs in exhaustion as your body dozes off to sleep. but who were you kidding? despite the physical need to shut your eyes, your brain could only beg to stay still.

a shift.

you could hear a soft shuffle but you wouldn't dare open your eyes. all you could do was sense his body moving closer to yours. his hands reaches out to delicately push your head to rest on his shoulders.

you hitch in breathing.

if only humans could communicate through telepathy, or you were mythically born with a divine skill to read minds. maybe then you would finally see how smitten he was all this time. only then would you know how he kicked his blanket, restless with apology when the point tip of his umbrella pricked your skin, or how he stopped bringing his litre tumbler, afraid you would fall, or how he fought his anxious silence only to miss the chance to express his sorry when his shoulder grazed yours in the dining hall. you were so preoccupied with thoughts of your own, you never noticed his nervous tick of biting the inner corners of cheek as he gives himself a peptalk to finally call out your name.

"thank you, for giving me a chance." his whispers only for himself to hear. despite your desires and inhibition, you reluctantly fall into a slumber, with a inkling feeling this conversation won't be your last.

by the time the sun makes it's daily appearance, his frosty demeanor fades and you awake to his blazer as a blanket for your knees and a newfound tenderness for one another.

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silverstzrs · 5 months

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♛"Playing pretend"-Gojo Satoru x reader♛

☆🌹Summary:Satoru comes up to you with an offer, an offer to act like his fake girlfriend infront of the public.

★🌹AU: Modern, no jujutsu, Satoru's rich.

☆🌹WARNINGS:None

★🌹Part I/?

☆🌹WC:2.6k

You are working at your usual 9 to 5 as a casiher, from the sun rising to the moon chasing behind you didnt get much freetime. You werent blessed with a good family background, so it meant you had to work harder to achive a portion of what some own. You sometimes ponder if one day you would obtain the chance to be someone crossing their legs watching TV in a million dollar mansion.

"Uhm excuse me?" a woman asked you, knocking you out of your fanastys back to reality as a cashier, you check the time, 5:10 pm your shift ending ten minutes ago,"can you help me find everything i need on this list?" she waves the list front of your face, the list looked to be 100 items long

"I am sorry ma'am, but my shift is over," you explained, but you were wondering why your co-worker is taking their shift late. Not really wanting to deal with a customer right now as your shift has ended, you try to ask her to wait for the arrival of your co-worker "can you wait for a few? The person taking the shift after will be arriving soon."

You hoped to see a face of understanding on the woman's face, but an annoyed expression was plastered over her face instead, "You are so rude!" she argued, throwing the list infront of you in entilement and stomping her feet, "I want to report to your manager!" god, this was the 3rd time today, you couldnt deal with this now.

You pressed a button behind the counter to call your manager for the third time today, your manager talked the woman into leaving. She faced towards you afterwards, her face has annoyed has ever, "This is the 3rd time today," she hissed at you, you held the hem of your skirt out of nevousity, the last time your manager was in a fimillar stance, she fired your ex co worker.

"My shift ended," you stated, you were still nevously holding the hem of your skirt, your co worker who was supposed to take the shift was late, she got a scolding too but not as bad as you now.

"Oh yeah? Alright then, your shift is over, forever, dont ever come back here again your fired" she screamed at you, you knew this was gonna happen, you didnt want to argue anymore so you stormed off in tears.

You sat at the bus stop, trying to call an uber. Tears rolling down your cheek has you processed the outcome of you jobless, your parents barely had enough to get a roof above your head, what about living expenses? You put down your phone with the thoughts, giving up on the idea to get an uber and walking instead to save a buck or two.

You wiped your tears, before picking yourself up physically and mentally to walk home, before someone appeared behind you calling out your name "Y/N!", that voice is a voice saved at the back of your hand, you turned around to see that it was your highschool bestfriend, Satoru Gojo.

Satoru has a rich family background, having monopolyed the industry, the Gojo's own 90% of the biggest brands throughout Japan. Due to him being the only son of the mastermind of it all, Mr Gojo, Satoru will be the heir to the family throne quite oppisite of you.

You looked down almost immediately, you didnt want to him to see your red and teary eyes. "Long time no see.." you wanted to end things short, your apartment was 3 blocks away and it was getting late, the brightness of the sun eaten by the darkness of the moon which makes it a trouble for you to get home.

"You dont need to hide what happened I was in the store," your eyes look up to him, he was wearing a white button-up with black jeans and his singnature sunglasses covering his eyes, he always liked wearing them even now he is wearing them at night. He also had two bodyguards 3 meters behind him, since birth he had a bounty on his head for the money, so it was reasonable for him to get bodyguards.

"Oh, thats embrassing, haha." You said, he had never worked a job like a cashier before, his father immediately made Satoru the head of all decisions in their business, he has millions if not billions in his hands. He was a goofy student in high school, often skipping class with his your shared group of friends along with you, he looks to be a changed man, professional and all.

"So do you need a job to replace yours?" He asked, maybe this was fate? Maybe getting fired from that job enabled you to get a higher paying job? You had good, no the best grades during high school, maybe it paid off? you questioned yourself, the sadness washed away with excitement.

"What job are you offering?" you questioned back to him, you were clearly interested, who wouldnt be? To have a chance to be hired in a huge company which your best friend owns. In addition, you got fired and you have to pay for food and bills somehow.

The moment Satoru heard those words, he replied "Lets not talk here shall we?" grabbed your hand and signaled his two buff body guards to follow him with the other, walking towards the coffee shop nearby. The sudden move made you shook, what was happening? Is he telling you to do something illegal? Why you?

When he reached the coffee shop, the waiter looked at him and greeted him with the most respect ever, "Welcome Sir Satoru," she bowed, you guessed his family owned a percentage of this business too. Satoru just nodded, walking towards a table with a seat for two, loosing the grip on your hand, sitting down making you do the same. His bodyguards were outside the coffee shop, probably instructed by Satoru.

"You are probably wondering why I took you here so suddenly Y/N" he started off, taking his sunglasses off to reveal his mesmerising blue eyes, looking right into yours. You were definately wondering why he would rather pull you here to talk about the job offer, and why he would tell his bodyguards to stand outside when their job is to protect Satoru. "I dont knos how to say this, but I have nevet given such a job before, I dont know how to start,"

What?? you got even more confused, your hands on your laps, eyes looking at his sunglasses he had placed down on the table.

After a minute, he thought of a good way to ask, he looked around, no one present to hear his words "My parents want me to marry someone I dont want, she's smart like you and my parents think she is ideal for me," he said, wait what does this have to do with a job offer? What job is he asking you to do right now? "I want you to be my fake girlfriend, so I dont need to marry her."

"What kind of job is that?" You replied, loosing interest until the thought of your parents not eating to put food on the table for you, you lost your job, you have close to no savings so you sighed "I'm poor, and my social class is zero. Why would they accept me?"

"We went to the same highschool, we were good friends and you are smart, probably the smartest in the whole of Japan" thats true, you got an award for having the best grades in the best university of Japan, "we have all the money in the world, my partner being broke is probably the least of their worries, they want someone to acompany me with the industry alike my mother. Plus due to our previous relationship, its more trust worthy"

Reasonable answers, it all depends on the pay for you now, "And the pay? I need the money" its the truth you do need it after you lost your job.

"20k usd a month" he said with a smirk, "it will rise by 2k every month" he added, now thats unpassable, he held out his hand out looking for a shake to finalize the deal. You shook his hand, anyone would accept in a heartbeat.

"Great～Y/N! heres my number, meet me in the Gojo HQ tomorrow to sign the contract" he said with a grin, maybe he hasnt changed much from his goofy persona afterall. You took his number and chuckled, you missed the good old days, when Satoru and Suguru would pull you to the acrade with the group, you find it annoying in the past, you find it memeriable now. "We'll talk about the infomation and instructions you have to follow tomorrow."

He reached his hand to hold yours, you stood up, and held his hand gently. The waiters bow down respecting him has he walks out, signaling his bodyguards to follow.

He bought you to his car, a white ferrari while his bodyguards walk into a BMW, opening the door for you letting you in, "Get in" he requested, you got into his ferrari "Where do you live? I will drop you home"

"Theres no need-"

"Well if i let you walk home, my bodyguards will be suspicous,"

Thats true, so you shut up "My address is xxxx,xxxxx,xx". You sat looking at the interior of the sport car, it is beautiful, the leathered seats looked luxury to you.

"You'll have to act whenever we are in the public," he stated, its glad you took acting classes, so you know how to act."And prepare your bags, your going to have to move in with me. next week" what? You cant just leave your parents so suddenly,

"You never said anything about moving in," you stated, his eyes not leaving the road, not saying anything until he was stopped at a red light, he looked at you,

"Wasnt it obvious?" he spoke, to you it wasnt, but whatever, you needed the money, you can explain to your parents, right? At least you hope so.

The very next day, you ate breakfast, just a hard boiled egg all you can afford right now. You got a text from Satoru to wear a formal dress, so you did, the only fancy dress you own, a navy blue dress paired with a black gucci belt given by Suguru on your birthday in highschool. You called an uber to get to the Gojo's HQ.

You stood outside the tall building, nervously, what waits ahead? its just faking but you cant help but be nervous. A young man with black messy hair in formal clothing opens the door to greet you, "Greetings Mrs Y/N, I am Megumi, Mr Satoru is awaiting your arrvial, please follow me." Megumi said.

You followed the young man, to a huge double door, double the height of you, Megumi opened the door, revealing a spacious room twice the size of your apartment, at the left side of the room, theres a desk which Satoru sat.

"You are dismissed Megumi," Satoru spoke, letting the young man leave, Megumi bowed and left closing the massive doors behind him. Satoru pointed a seat infront of the table, facing him, assuming he told you to sit, you sat on the seat.

He pulled out the contract and placed it facing you, "any questions regrading the job?" you read the paper breifly, there is some points that bother you:

Unable to tell anyone

In no cicrumstances can you break act in public

This contract is unbreakable unless both users sign the contract.

"Does anyone know about this?"

"No, and no one should."

"What if I accidentally break act?"

"No, you cant, it's stated in the contract." he said, you nodding has you grabbed a ball pen and signed the papers, "Great! On Monday you'll move in with me and appear in public with me like dinners" he said, giving you a key, to his house, "And we will go out once in a while, my parents will be suspious if we dont"

Monday arrives quicker than you had thought, Satoru driving you to his mansion, your bags at the back of his bugatti chiron, his eyes on the road "We have a dinner to attend tonight, the Geto's are celebrating their 25th anniversary." he said, his eyes not leaving the sight of the road.

You havent seen Suguru in a while, you missed how caring he is to you, in the past, you often think about him and his whereabouts. You hoped you would see him tonight.

"Try to behave, ok?"

You nod in response, but you do hate how he used the word behave, like a dog.

You arrive at his mansion it had a modern design, three stories with a huge door, theres a garage full of cars and more, the inside is more luxurious than the outside, a spacious area with beautiful interior desigining.

"Your room is on the third floor to the left" Satoru said, hanging his coat on the coat hanger and entering a room asuming its his bedroom. You followed his directions, going into a room thats as spacious as his office, huge door, a bow window, the view of the pretty lake outside, a kingsized bed with navy blue silky sheets with 5 different types of pillows, beside the bed, theres lamps and a makeup vanity. A door leading to a walk in wardrobe with new, fancy clothing, with a big mirror at the end.

It is amazing, in the walk in wardorbe, theres a box, you assumed it was yours, opening it you see a black dress with a slit at the left side, a black burberry bag, a pair of heels and a fur coat from chanel with a note."Wear this for the dinner" so you did.

Has gen z would say, you "slayed" the dress, it complimenting your every curve. The two of you arrive at the resturant, it was classy, it probably costed four digits for each table. The Gojo family sat on a table together, where you and Satoru sat. Suguru approached the two of you with a smile, "Y/N! Long time no see! How are you now?" You found it odd he didnt speak to Satoru in the slightest.

"Great!" you responded to him, with a laugh, "What about you? I heard you were gonna take over?" you ask, making small talk with him but your "Boyfriend" just took his phone out, and started to look at it, not paying any attention to you or Suguru.

"Ahhh, its stressful～" he says with his signature smirk, "its not easy you know." He said sarcastickly joking around like the past. You chuckle, highschool was a great time until the few of you seperated, due to your low class, you stopped contacting and lost all contact with them.

"Well, we still have a long time until we eat, so why dont we take a stroll?" he requested, holding his hand out. You took his hand, and looked back at Satoru, he shot you a look before looking away.

Suguru took you outside to the garden, it was late so the lights were open, it was pretty has the two of you walked on the rocky pathways, he looked around to check for people, facing you right after.

"I know about the fake dating between you and Satoru"

Tysm for reading this shitpost! Lmk if you want more! Tag list is open for whoever wants it lmao

-Pictures not mine-

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brainrotdotorg · 11 months

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on today's episode of "things from DE You may not have seen": harry gives the pigs a medal

YOU - "At ease, patrol officer Pigs, your heart is in the right place." (Bow.)

[Og] *102.THE PIGS - The catatonic woman doesn't understand -- probably even hear -- your kind words. She just *is*.

[Og] *298.AUTHORITY - It's a shame. Recognition from an actual police officer would probably mean a lot to her. Too bad she'll never know...

[Og] *40.YOU - She will *know*. (Hang the Setting Sun medal on her chest.)

[Og] *276.THE PIGS - "Mr. Morrand... Gareth, thank you. Thank you!" As the sharp end of the pin grazes the flesh, a blessed smile emerges. Then it expires, and like a shadow moving on the ground, all sentience fades again.

[Og] *319.ENCYCLOPEDIA - Mr. Morrand? Mr. Gareth Morrand, the former cop, turned Channel 8 crime show host? That Gareth Morrand from the radio?

ESPRIT DE CORPS - Morrand's from Traffic.

[Og] *104.RHETORIC - As in 'Traffic' police?

[Og] *195.PHYSICAL INSTRUMENT - It's all nancies up there in Traffic. I count zero balls.

[Og] *31.AUTHORITY - That... was the most honourable thing anyone has ever done, Harry.

im crying i didnt know you could do this,,,,, ohhhh my god,, first of all interesting little tidbit about gareth morrand thats fun,,,, haha all nancies in traffic..... but ooouuouorgrhgrgrhggh she gets a little bit of recognition and harry does something kind for her FUCK i didnt know you could give her the medal thats amazing!!! and authority says that what harry's done here is so honorable if hes an honor cop,, that actually heals all his morale too!! fuck! shit! im emotional!

#disco elysium #god jesus christ....... god damn.......#honor cop finally has a fucking win for once

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victoirey · 1 year

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okay i just … REALLY fell head over heels for your lo’ak fic. it was beautifully constructed, seriously. and i cant help but request…….

a lo’ak fic where the reader and him usually playfully argue with each other. intimate moments are rare bc they think it’s “corny” (they’re really just in love with each other smh) but THEN one night the reader gets a nightmare about lo’ak and when she wakes up lo’ak notices her distress so he comforts her. then cute intimate moment leads to a love confession!

tysm ily and i love ur writing

♡. "a pair of saps." —

synopsis / three moments where you and lo'ak almost *were* , and the one moment you came to be.

gn!avatar!reader | this is more ?? chopped up mini fics that turn into a big fic ?? insanity is a social construct. thank u for requesting, I will not live up to your expectations! nonetheless, have this. thank u for being patient, love. @mylovelo-ak @loaqi for u two !!

I kinda DID NOT follow this req at all. and I'm so sorry about that /srs because I forgot you were requesting something specific HFNNDD

inseparable.

that's what you & lo'ak were.

dark & light , mischievous & mature , chaotic & calm . thats what you two were. opposites. you were even opposites when it came to being told you two were opposites, as you agreed— while lo'ak dug for information to prove that you weren't. he always ended up agreeing in the end, only to disagree once more when it was brought up again. contrasting personalities will somehow lead to contrasting opinions— say, human condiments — you preferred mustard, he preferred ketchup. that led to many heated debates, naturally— you'd get into playful catfights too! the occasional spar session does more good than it's credited for.

you argued for the smallest things, ketchup or mustard , ilu or tsurak , whether earth's leader was batshit crazy or just a small little guy trying to control his stupid warhungry humans. whatever it was, you argued. today, you were arguing about love. love was special to you. to you, he was love. he was everything you wished for, and it's weird you found everything you wished for in a stupid guy who throws himself into the most dangerous situations, but still. you realized you loved him , and suddenly everything was ... so much more crazy. you saw him everywhere. it was crazy. you were seconds away from slamming your head into a wall because you were left without supervision for too long and you started rethinking all your life choices , most especially who you loved most out of every being on Pandora. lo'ak.

it was him who brought up the idea of love being technically, silly. it was him who brought up the idea of love being unspecial. thus, the argument began.

"you are being unbelievably dramatic right now , y/n." he stated, pointedly. you jutted your bottom lip out into a pout, "love is special, lo'ak! it's sacred! don't you want to be held for once in your life?" you retorted.

"I've been held many times."

"yeah. as a baby."

"not true! jackass!"

"how could you call me that? wow! I'm so offended right now. your dad taught you better. oh yeah, your dad and your mom? relationship goals. I don't know how you don't want someone to love after seeing how they treat eachother."

"excuse you! mom tried to kill my dad when they first met!"

"it's peak enemies to lovers!"

"oh my god y/n— okay, maybe I shouldn't have let norm give you those human books."

"you know nothing of the blessings they are."

"you call them blessings? they're not blessed... they're more dumped into lukewarm water that someone thought was holy that ended up being an overhydrated person's piss."

that earned him a slap to the shoulder.

"ow! what the hell?!"

"you are an idiot."

"don't you agree with me atleast a bit though?"

"when have I ever agreed with you?"

"if neteyam has, you probably have."

"that's because neteyam is stupid sometimes."

he gasped , feigning offense at your insult— and then he froze. for a bit. you can only imagine what he was thinking then, because it looked like he was frantically searching for a comeback in his empty mind. then, he snapped his fingers and came up with one— a poorly executed, poor in general one. "you love someone, huh? that's why you think love is sooo special?"

"you lost the argument the moment you snapped your fingers."

"y/nnn! come on! indulge me!"

you looked at him and sighed. part of you was ... impatient. you wanted his heart, and you'd get what you want.

the other part was cowardly. not now. not yet, it screamed.

it seemed you agreed with the former.

"I don't love anyone. love is special because it's special, lo'ak."

"damn, and I thought I'd get to hear a human school girl rant about love. what a waste."

"you insufferable—"

lo'ak was sad.

it was undeniable, really. you read him like a book. if he was one, he'd be your favorite. his deep frown and sore eyes really sent a message— he was crying, the poor boy. it hurt you more than usual. maybe it was because of your newfound love for him that caused this extreme softness, whatever it was— you hated it. you hated the sap you were becoming. he was seated on his marui overlooking the sea alone and usually you'd skip over to him and cheer him up by jabbing at his dad or something — but right now, you wanted to hold him. you wanted to comfort him how lovers would comfort eachother. except you weren't lovers, but if you were— which you wish you were— you wouldn't be so hesitant to comfort him.

you thought of the human saying.

"YOLO."

comfort him it is then.

your steps were slow as your feet led you to him. he let you. he let you, and that meant so much to you. lo'ak only looked at the ocean as you sat next to him, placing your feet into the ocean aswell. you stayed in awkward silence for a bit, but at this point— everything has been awkward. you don't know if he has a gut feeling you like him, and you hope he doesn't, because he'd be right, but you can hope. coughing into your fist, you weren't good at comforting usually. you were better at.. well... tough love.

"...you got yelled at."

"oh, you heard? wow, that's nice. what about it?"

ouch, okay, quick with the venom in his voice. ouch.

"you bonded with the tulkun. the outcast or so they say—"

" you're not listening— he's not an outcast!"

" he's not, yeah, I just said that, skxawng." you interrupted him— which earned a glare. wow, this is going so well. he turned his face away from you, opting for the cold shoulder instead of communicating his struggles. you sigh, once again, tired at how sappy you've been and how sappy you're going to be.

"I listen, you know?" you started. your fingers crawled to lo'aks, and in a moment of desperation to cheer him up and maybe have him fall inlove with you, you place your palm over the back of his hand. "I listen to you. I listen to your every word, lo'ak." you continued. "I will always listen. you may think no one ever does but I do. I listen, and I'll keep listening — I'll keep being here for you, for as long as you'll have me." you gulped. "it's because I love you."

you don't say I love you to eachother.

as he recovered from his initial surprise, he laughed.

you don't say I love you to eachother, so as he replies with how he loves you too— you wonder if he's misinterpreted it.

he did.

he leaned into your shoulder and he misinterpreted your love, and as he responded with an "I love you—" followed by a "you're a good friend."

you can't help but keep your mouth shut, to bite the scream you're about to scream as you're pierced in the heart.

you keep quiet.

"I met somebody." lo'ak told you, pretty eyes shining as he looked at you. he met a girl, you thought. he probably met a girl. wow, girls actually want to meet him?? gnarly. you had to hear about this. still, even in your eagerness, you couldn't help but worry. you couldn't help but think, like a jealous middle schooler, 'oh no! lo'ak hates me and will forget about me in favor of this new girl!' and yeah— maybe that was a bit immature of your mind to make you think, but as you blinked & put on a smile for lo'ak— you excuse your conscience. you're so mature, so mature.

"wow, people want to talk to you?"

yet you're always in for a bit of fun. & fun is seeing his brows furrow in annoyance.

"all people want to talk to me, y/n— but I was talking about tsireya!"

"you mean the pretty girl leagues ahead of you?"

"just shut up and hear me out--"

"getting a bit defensive there."

"stoOooop!–"

you laughed at his whining tone, if anything — you thought , 'this is a good way to distract myself from my crippling insecurities about whether or not I am good enough for lo'ak both as a friend and potential suitor.' yes, it was, atleast, your mood dulled as the thought returned. all lo'ak could do was refuse to notice, and continue ranting about tsireya.

"and- and her eyes, y/n! oh, they're like little oases! they're wonderful!" her eyes are blue, and yours are not. "her smile reminds me of what it's like halfway through the eclipses everyday. her laugh ... is heavenly , y/n. she is eywa sent." lo'ak finished. he sighed, dreamily — resting his elbow on his thigh and his cheek on his palm. you nodded, biting your cheek.

you didn't know he could be this poetic.

you didn't care to know, unless he was spouting porms about you.

"you are sooo sappy..." you mutter, coming off a little irritated. he pauses. "I'm sorry, is there a problem with sappy?" you quirk an eyebrow up, metaphorical walls surrounding you in an attempt to hide the fact you were... just not feeling it today. you couldn't argue with lo'ak right now. not seriously. "there's no problem with sappy—" "no, I'm pretty sure there is one." "there isn't." "somethings wrong, y/n." "nothings wrong, lo'ak." "I disagree. what's up?" "nothing." "I'm serious, y/n." "nothings wrong!" "then why the fuck do you look three seconds away from crying whenever I mention tsireya? is there some type of inferiority complex shit going on here?"

he really shut you up with that one.

you gulped, "you got overwhelming..."

"how'd I get overwhelming? I was like ten sentences in..."

"everything just... started weighing down on me."

"what's everything?"

your mouth goes dry, and for a moment, you reconsider confessing again, "I..." you start,

but you can't seem to go past that letter. not with the words you wanted to, atleast.

"I think I'm a bit stressed."

lo'ak understands you, in some way. he feels the same feelings you feel.

just not the type of feelings you want.

"i don't know what to do, mom." you overheard lo'ak mutter, head resting on neytiri's lap. it wasn't often he'd go to his mother for advice. it wasn't often he'd be this eager , but as neytiri ran her fingers through lo'aks hair— she let out a quiet snicker. "you worry too much , and for the wrong things, ma'itan." she says, her voice a quiet whisper. you stand behind the tree. part of you would retreat, and give them privacy — but ... well— a secret between two will turn into a secret between three. "I worry for reasonable things. what if they don't... love me as much as I love them?" lo'ak suggested– the idea having been stuck in his head for centuries and centuries over— throughout all his other lives. neytiri flicks his forehead, giving an answer she thought was obvious, "then they are foolish."

damn right they are.

lo'ak let's out a quiet laugh at his mother's response. you, however, start nodding aggressively. neytiri hears you, and yet she doesn't bat an eye. she instead chooses to coax lo'ak into talking more about his secret sweetheart. "you talk of them, and yet not about them. I know next to nothing about y/n, lo'ak. and I've seen you with them all your life." you can only gasp, unintentionally loudly, hide, & hope they don't hear you. luckily, lo'ak goes on a rant about you— and that really leaves your loud gasp as nothing but a gust of wind. he talks to his mother about you, laughing and smiling while doing so. "and they're — and they're just so... dreamy, mom! they're like, everything I have ever wanted in a woman! one time, I talked about them to them themselves — and I basically replaced their name with tsireya's— and it worked! I got to ramble about them! I got to ramble about them! they're so cute!"

oh my fuck. everything is falling into place now.

while you space out, a twig snaps. lo'ak snaps his head into your tree. cautiously, he takes up his weapon— ready to risk it all for his mother, who stays there — knowing you mean no harm. when he finally approaches your tree, he sees you. and the knife is discarded immediately.

"oh my fucking — y/n, I didn't know you were a stalker—"

"I didn't know you liked me that way too."

oh my fuck. oh shit. oh my fuck. oh crap. oh horse shit. ohno.nononononononononononononononon- NO. NO- why are you panicking? he likes you back! maybe you're panicking because his mom is right there? no! she's retreated back into her hammock! so why the fuck are you so nervous?

"oh my fuck wait , too?? you like me too?" lo'ak exclaims, near off the hinges. you nod, panicky & extremely scared. he pauses for a bit, seemingly registering that information in his slow head— then he jolts up— "oh shit! MOM! I GOT MYSELF A MATE!" he screams, in a tone so enthusiastic you'd think that he had just successfully hunted a sturmbeest. you near faint at how he had referred to you— "MATE?!" "MATE!" he replies to your call, or what he thought was your call, happily. for the next fifteen minutes, as you sit there flabbergasted having just bagged a wonderful boyfriend, lo'ak is hopping all around you. he giggles, he smiles, he twirls you around, and he professes his love to you, in your face, finally— and he does that multiple times. you seem to have settled in with the fact that you were , basically , his now. and he was yours.

blinded by excitement was what you were.

screaming your lungs out was what you did.

only when neteyam personally came out of the marui did you truly get a taste of what real screaming was— you two ended up being scolded for being too loud. which is weird as neteyam was louder than you were.

"I AM... ON MY LAST STRAW WITH YOU TWO—"

that scolding was definitely a scolding. it was mean. it was loud. it was also full of funny faces that neteyam unintentionally made. it was , still however, a scolding.

a scolding that you & lo'ak walked out of, hand in hand & eyes on eachother— a smile on your faces as you talked of what you'd do next.

just a pair of saps.

.......

ugh, you guys are so sappy.

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