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hi babes i hope YOU MISSED MY SUPER DETAILED REQUESTS! so, for a long time now im craving for the “rut”, “heat”, “nest” and other a/b/o dynamics inserted on avatar universe, so i WAS HOPING:

could you pretty please write something about lo’ak and reader (a female na’vi) where they're best friends and both insanely in love w each other – reader already had her "cerimony" meaning she needs to find a partner soon, but lo'ak has been convincing readers parents to decline any mate offers because none of them is good enough for her. one day, reader's heat come and bsf lo’ak comes to the rescue? i need a cocky possessive lo’ak in my life and I KNOW you're the one whos gonna gimme !!!!!

lov u, drink water and stay safe <3

The Right Profile | Lo'ak x fem!Omaticaya! reader (a/b/o smut).

Happy Valentine's Day to all my readers! As always, requests are open. Minors DNI!

A.N= everyone needs to know that every time you send me a request my mind makes me put everything on standby until I get it done. Also, I have a major weakness for a/b/o and I've been dying for someone to send me a request like this, so yeah, your wish is my command. For anyone who wanted the new installment of Star-crossed instead of this, you can send your complaints to @punkrockrogers (I'm kidding, obviously).

Summary: exactly what's in the request but I found some juicy canon info about Lo'ak failing to tame an ikran on his first attempt and almost dying in the process, and you can bet I'm going to use that for this fic. So, our boi failed his driver's test therefore he does not get to smash. Both Lo'ak and reader are aged up (20 y/o). Title from the song 'The right profile' by the Clash. Quotes in this: one is from Avatar 2009 and the other is by Goethe.

T.W= this is going to be A LOT, if there ever were an Omegaverse phd course, I would be teaching that class, so if that stuff is not for you, scroll away now. NSFW: p. in v., a/b/o dynamics, mating cycles (heat, rut), marking, scent marking, knotting, breeding, also possessive!Lo'ak (our boi is a lil ooc in this, I don't condone this type of behavior in a relationship, it's all for the sake of the story, you know the drill, if this might be disturbing to you, again give this story a miss).

word count: 8k

Mini na'vi dictionary:

'evi= child (said affectionately by an elder)

Tsurokx= rest/sleep

yawne= beloved

syulang= flower

Ngaytxoa= forgive me

Oeya= my (possessive)

yìmkxa= banshee catcher

The Na'vi say that every person is born twice. The second time is when you earn your place among the people, forever.

"I do not wish to take part in the Uniltaron without you." Y/n had told Lo'ak, still distraught from the events of that day. His best friend had been the first of their group to manage to tame her ikran, of course, she had. And now she was set to take part in the Dream Hunt before finally taking her rightful place among the people along with the rest of Lo'ak's peers, while he was left behind.

He had failed and almost fallen to his death during his attempt, and now his parents were going to make him wait until he was 'truly ready' before he could try again. His father had thought it was somehow his business to step in and stop him from trying his second attempt at taming the banshee then and there. Lo'ak had never felt more embarrassed, especially because y/n had immediately dismounted from her ikran and run to his aid the second she'd seen the scene unfold before her eyes.

"You have already waited five years for me to complete my training..." Lo'ak dismissed her words. "And I won't be the reason you wait any longer..." Y/n had never said it out loud, but Lo'ak knew it was true. She'd been postponing her rite of passage so that they would have joined the clan together, and he couldn't deal with it anymore.

"But Lo'ak, I do not care about-"

"Well, you should care." He snapped at her, not really knowing where his anger was coming from. Sure, he'd just had what could have been described as the worst day of his life, but something and been simmering inside him all week. And now Lo'ak felt like he'd reached his limit. In a few hours, the young Na'vi male was going to discover that anger was only a prelude to his first rut. "Everything comes easy to you, but it's like you don't even notice! No one ever said we needed to be attached to the hip for the rest of our lives, so why don't you just get over it and do what's expected of you?"

The second he saw the heartbroken look on y/n's face, Lo'ak wanted to take it all back. He hadn't meant to say any of those things, of course he hadn't. She was his best friend, she was the woman he loved, yet he'd passed up his chances to ever be with her twice in a single day. He was petty and weak, unable to own up to his own shortcomings, and now he was taking it out on the only person in the world who would have never judged him for it.

"I see..." Y/n said, her voice laced with grief. For a single, stupid second Lo'ak had deluded himself into thinking she was about to say 'I see you', it was what he wanted to tell her. He'd been wanting to tell her for so long. "I have... been foolish. I thought that maybe you... that we..." Y/n wiped a tear away from her face, and stepped back from Lo'ak when he tried to reach out for her. "I do not need your pity." She hissed at him, feeling that Lo'ak had just rejected her. "You have made yourself understood."

With that, y/n disappeared from Lo'ak sight and into the darkness of the night. By the time Neteyam found him, Lo'ak was already in the throes of a terrible fever. His father and brother took him to a secluded place where he would have been safe, but couldn't do much for him besides that. Moat had said the rut hit Lo'ak so suddenly that he was beyond being helped with any sort of treatment. He had no mate, and neither did he have the right to choose one. Left alone to endure the most excruciating pain known to the Omaticaya people.

A lot could change in a week. Especially when it came to things taking a drastic turn for the worse. Lo'ak, who was still experiencing the occasional violent aftershock from the trauma he'd just finished enduring all by himself, was about to get accustomed to a whole new kind of pain.

"We seek your guidance, Tsahik." Y/n's parents had come to speak to his grandmother, while she was still in the process of checking he hadn't suffered any irreparable damage during his absence. "Our daughter, y/n, does not wish to wait for love to find her. She has invoked the old ways, asking us to choose a mate for her." Another violent fit wreaked havoc over Lo'ak's body, but this time he wasn't entirely sure it was due to the aftermath of his rut. Moat had told him the worst was now behind him. "Cease your whining, 'evi." She reprimanded him. "Only by regaining your strength will you find the way to be whole again." While that statement sounded overtly obvious to him, the look his grandmother gave him made him think she was trying to tell him something more.

"Forgive us, we have come at a bad time." Y/n's mother said, directing her sympathies to Lo'ak. They had always been kind toward him. "Your grandson is still injured, y/n has been heartbroken about it. We have prayed to Eywa every day for your swift recovery-"

"He has recovered." Moat cut her off. "And your daughter cannot force her childish whims on you. She is a woman, a warrior of this clan, she cannot hide behind her parents. We only arrange the marriages of future Tsahik and Olo'eyktan, for they are given gifts by Eywa herself to guide the people. The old ways have brought nothing but suffering, I remember the time when they were enforced all too well. They are only to be invoked in drastic situations, such as the event of a heat."

"We are grateful for your wisdom, Tsahik." Y/n father said. "But that is precisely what we fear... she is already showing signs. Every day our daughter grows weaker. We know she may not survive without a mate, and now it is too late for her to make her own choice."

"Fools." Moat almost spat. "Bring her to me at once-"

Lo'ak was on his feet and running out of the healing tent at once, no longer willing to listen to a single word of that conversation. Mating cycles were usually something that a couple faced together, but he and y/n had waited too long for their rite of passage. In that time they hadn't found the person who was truly right for them, so now y/n was going to force herself to be with someone or face her heat alone, along with the consequences that entailed. And it wasn't like Lo'ak could step up and ask her parents to marry her, he wasn't even part of the clan. Not only that, y/n also probably thought he wanted nothing to do with her.

He went looking for y/n everywhere. She wasn't in her tent, nor was she staying with her parents. Word was she'd gone hunting, and after a desperate search, Lo'ak ended up finding her in his own living quarters when he returned home in the early hours of the morning. As much as Lo'ak wanted to yell at y/n in frustration because he'd been worried sick over her, the sight of her sleeping peacefully quelled his anger. He knelt down to touch her forehead, and let out a breath of relief. Her body temperature hadn't drastically risen just yet.

Lo'ak took a look around and only then noticed y/n had rounded up the entirety of his possessions to surround herself with in her sleep. She had made a bed out of the skins and paintings which used to adorn the inside of his tent while holding on rather tightly to a piece of fabric he quickly recognized as one of his loincloths. He felt himself turn into a deep shade of blue in the face and attempted to gently tug the item out of her grip, but y/n growled menacingly in her sleep, immediately making Lo'ak give up on his intent. He did not wish to wake her. Not when it was clear she'd been so distressed, she'd felt the need to make herself a nest just to feel safe.

"Tsurokx, yawne..." Lo'ak wished her a good sleep, and went to tell her family she'd been found.

Her parents were thankful, and just because Lo'ak was not allowed to catch a single break, it turned out y/n parents trusted him so much they began to ask him his personal opinion on the skxawngs that had already shown up to ask them to be her mate. Lo'ak respected y/n's parents and knew they were only worried about their daughter, but he was running on zero hours of sleep, and the image of y/n curled up in a nest she'd made of his belongings was still too fresh in his mind, so he let his worst side get the better of him. He lied. Something so deeply human, his people did not even have a word for it.

"...I would not even consider Selkath, he is too arrogant to even see past himself..."

"Pantoran is weak, I would not trust him to provide for your daughter..."

"... I have known Skakoan to have used cruel words against y/n. She does not deserve her..."

The more he spoke, the more Lo'ak realized he was describing himself and the way he had treated y/n, not giving a true judgment of his peers. And her parents were trusting him with that information, even though he had absolutely no authority to be judging anyone. But there was no reason to worry, a fresh batch of idiots would have shown up to declare their 'love' soon enough, over and over again until eventually someone was found.

Lo'ak slept on the cold hard ground just outside his tent, barely getting an hour's sleep before the day began for the rest of the clan.

"Showing your worth to the clan, as usual, Su-ly?" A voice Lo'ak knew all too well asked, as he was 'accidentally' stepped on and woken up. Tholothian had never been too shy about disliking Lo'ak, and the feeling was entirely mutual. "Watch where you're going, Tho'lo." He growled as he stood up, certainly not in the mood to be taking anyone's crap. The other Na'vi was also standing entirely too close to the tent where y/n was currently resting, and Lo'ak was about the get real territorial real fast if the skxawng didn't back off. The low rumble in his throat was still there, and Lo'ak was making it very clear he was not to be messed with at that moment.

Tholothian, who thrived off humiliating the younger Sully brother in any way possible, had to take a step back. Lo'ak had been missing for an entire week, and now that he was back, he seemed to have doubled in size. He was taller, his shoulders wider, his once delicate-looking human hands bigger, and his muscles considerably more defined. And his entire demeanor also seemed... different, menacing almost. Never before would he have considered Lo'ak Sully competition, least of all a threat. So he decided to back off, for the time being at least.

What he wanted was y/n, and Lo'ak couldn't claim her. There was no pride in kicking someone down when they had already lost. Or was there? "I was just on my way to see, y/n..." Tholothian gloated, knowing it was a sore subject for Lo'ak. "You must have heard... she is searching for a mate..." The look on Lo'ak face darkened considerably, and it would have been a lie not to admit he was reaching for his dagger to challenge Tho'lo to a duel and see which of them could draw first blood, when y/n audibly called Lo'ak's name from inside the tent.

Tholothian paled considerably when he heard y/n call out to his rival and Lo'ak smirked, basking in the pride he felt at that moment. Y/n was probably waiting inside to give him an earful about disappearing for a week, but Tho'lo didn't know that. "Yeah, man. I heard." He sneered, his cocky attitude back in full swing. "I'd wish you luck, but I think it'd be fairer if I gave you a little advice instead..." Lo'ak lowered his voice and pointed his dagger in the direction of Tho'lo chest. "If you, or anyone of your friends, come sniffing after y/n again, just know you're going to have to get through me first." He snarled, showing a full set of teeth, before heading back inside to see y/n.

"Hey..."

"Hey? That's all you have to say?" At least she was still lucid enough to be mad at him, Lo'ak thought. There was still time. Y/n threw the first thing she could find at his head, but Lo'ak managed to dodge it. "Where were you?"

"I was sick." Lo'ak said, and cautiously sat down next to her. He didn't know how else to describe what he'd been through, without inadvertently bringing up her own situation.

"Sick?" Y/n asked, still not understanding why he'd been away from home if he'd been ill.

"I'm sorry I missed your ceremony." Lo'ak said truthfully, the regret clear in his voice, even though he'd just avoided her question. "And the dream hunt, and all of it... the reason why doesn't matter, I should have been there for you."

Y/n hugged her knees to her chest, her worry not subsiding at all. What could have been so bad, Lo'ak couldn't even tell her about it?

"So... you're going to be mated soon..." Lo'ak didn't even know why he said it, other than the fact he was always the one to break the silence and say the things others wouldn't. "Why are you making your parents choose for you?" He asked when she didn't respond. "Y/n you know that's stupid..."

"What? Now honoring our traditions is stupid?" Y/n snapped at him, barely leaving any distance between them. "Weren't you the one who said I acted like I didn't care? That I should start doing what's expected of me?" She threw his words back in his face and Lo'ak immediately understood how the entire insane idea of an arranged marriage had come to her in the first place. He'd made her feel less than worthy, like she wasn't grateful enough to be part of the people, and now she was trying to make up for it, even though it was never true in the first place.

"Y/n... I never should have said those words... I wasn't myself that day, you have to believe me..." Lo'ak implored her, but it wasn't enough to keep the tears from rushing down her face.

"Well, it doesn't matter now..." Y/n kept half the truth to herself. She'd childishly thought that Lo'ak would have tried to prevent her from her recklessness and chosen her himself. But clearly, it had been a fantasy. "Lo'ak, I know what's happening to me... and I'm scared, I don't know what's worse, facing it alone or...or..."

Lo'ak pulled y/n into his arms then, holding her close as he felt her tremble against his chest. "You won't have to face this on your own, and... and I'll make sure you'll be with someone worthy, who'll take good care of you..." His words were like daggers to her chest, because there was no one else she could ever want besides him, yet she understood Lo'ak was trying his best to comfort her. Y/n buried her face in the crook of Lo'ak's neck, breathing in his scent. It was a lot stronger now, and only at that point did she realize so many things about his appearance had changed.

There were two small glands, one on either side of his neck, where his scent seemed to be strongest, and she was suddenly overcome by the need to be covered in it. Y/n began to purr softly, rubbing her face against Lo'ak's neck, not really knowing what she was doing other than chasing after the feeling of comfort and protection that came along with dousing herself in Lo'ak pheromones. "What are you doing, y/n?" Her bestfriend asked, his voice sounding considerably deeper than it had been a few seconds ago. "Feels nice." Was the entirety of the explanation she gave him, without showing any intention of stopping. Not that Lo'ak wanted her too.

He suddenly understood why she'd come to his tent in the first place, and that was to seek out whatever still held his scent, to numb out any feverish symptoms her pre-heat was going to throw at her. Lo'ak knew they were treading a dangerous line, but he also knew he would have given anything to have felt any sort of comfort during his rut, and he couldn't bring himself to tear himself away from her. The type of contact y/n was craving at that moment was completely harmless, yet the idea that she needed to be marked with his scent so badly made a Lo'ak feel possessive in a way he hadn't even known was possible. "Yeah? Is that what's been stressing you out, baby?" He cooed, wrapping her braid around his hand and tugging it softly. "You just wanted to breathe in my scent, didn't you?"

Y/n whined at his touch and nodded feverishly at his words. "Y-yes... I missed you, and I didn't know where you were. I just knew you were hurt..." She rambled, but Lo'ak kissed her temple, trying to let her know that there was no need to worry about him. "I'm right here, I'm sorry I was away. I let you down. I should have been here to help you with your nest. Look at this, you did it all by yourself, huh? Good girl." Lo'ak praised her, letting out a deep-sounding purr to let y/n know how impressed he was with her. Y/n nodded, smiling as she basked in Lo'ak's praise. "I did it for you, I wanted to be here when you got back..."

Lo'ak had to remind himself all he was doing was for the sake of helping y/n deal with how increasingly hormonal and emotional she was about to become over the next few days, and nothing that was saying in that moment held any real meaning. Somebody else would get to take care of y/n, and somehow he'd ended up on the council of people who got to determine who that person was going to be. As long as he kept his own feelings out of it, there was no reason why y/n shouldn't have stayed with him.

"Thank you, baby..." Lo'ak whispered softly and brought her hand to his mouth, kissing her wrist. "I'm going out to get you something to eat now, do you want to come? Or do want to stay here?"

"No." Y/n wrapped herself around him like a vine. "Stay."

"Huh-uh, it's like that, is it?" Lo'ak chuckled, powerless against her death-grip. So he took the opportunity to have a lie down. Unlike y/n, he was missing several hours of sleep. "Well, I'm not going to argue with the woman who has me in a choke-hold... and sleeping will do you some good too..." He sighed, resting his arms around her middle. It didn't take long for Lo'ak to pass out completely.

When Lo'ak woke up, y/n seemed to have been long gone. Someone had also brought him some food and water while he'd been resting. Lo'ak hurriedly ate something, before heading out to look for y/n, but he didn't end up needing to look too far. Moat had been in the middle of examining y/n when Lo'ak showed up out of the blue.

"Ever heard of privacy? Get out of here, skxawng!" Y/n yelled at him, and Lo'ak immediately did as he was told. At least y/n seemed to be once again lucid and back to normal. For the time being. And now that he knew she was alright he really didn't have any other excuse to be around her, so he left.

Lo'ak finally found the time to get back to his training, something he now did in private. It was embarrassing to perpetually remind the rest of the clan of his failure, and he would not ask his father or brother for help. His mother however, was a lot more difficult to get away from. And she understood more than most. "My son, it is clear you are hurting... we have not seen you for days... "

"So? What good is showing my face when I have failed you?" Lo'ak turned away in shame. He did not need anyone to look out for him, not anymore.

"Stubborn! Just like your father." Neytiri hissed at him, bonking him on his head with her bow and not too gently either. "It is clear... that Eywa made you and y/n to be together. Do not treat me as if I do not see. I see you, my son."

Lo'ak broke down as soon as he heard those words. It was true, he had been pushing his family away, but simply because he hadn't thought himself capable of facing them. What would his mother think of the twisted game he'd gotten himself in? What kind of example was he setting for his younger sister? He didn't deserve to be around any of them until he somehow managed to make things right.

Neytiri hugged him, even though it was something they hadn't done in a long time. She had immediately known how strong and independent her youngest son was from a very early age, and she feared that it may have been the reason why, out of all of her children, he'd most often been left to his own devices while she and Jake were forced to tend to the others.

"You have not failed us, Lo'ak. But you must still fight for y/n... and I will help you."

The next few days went by in a blur. If he wasn't training with his mother to successfully pass the Iknimaya on his second try, he was making sure to steer away y/n's parents from any candidates they may have seriously been considering to be her mate without seeming too obvious. If a certain potential candidate began to seem like a real threat to Lo'ak, then he would personally seek them out to politely dissaude them himself.

"If you ever try to talk to y/n, ke-he, you ever even look in her direction or... you just as much as think of her again, I'm dragging you out of your tent while you sleep and leaving you out to die in the forest. And trust me, the viperwolves will finish whatever meat the Thanator doesn't tear off your bones first."

The Na'vi might have been dangerous, but they were a peaceful people. Humans had been the ones to bring war upon them. And Lo'ak had begun to realize just how much of a scary breed he was of the two things. He was now turning on his own kind, on the very same members of his clan, his brothers and sisters. He was cheating and lying to get his way, just like a human would. And the scariest part was, that realization was bothering him less and less as time went on. Y/n's heat was approaching fast, and as a consequence, he was getting more protective and territorial by the day.

While y/n had been able to keep her head in the beginning, only going through a few 'fever dreams', as Lo'ak liked to call them, in a single day and quickly recovering from them, it was now rare to come back and find her to be lucid rather than not. She had a few lulls, here and there, where it was once again possible to get her to have a coherent conversation, but those instances were now few and far in between. Lo'ak would have to seize those opportunities to take her out so she could have a walk, drink or eat something, and show her parents she was still alive. One night he'd even managed to take her all the way out to the ponds for a swim, something she'd always loved, but she was way past that point now.

Y/n slept most of the days off; the nights were the real problem. Due to her body temperature slowly increasing to the point where it was eventually going to be unbearable for her, y/n had taken to refusing to wear any sort of clothing. Which was particularly hard on Lo'ak, especially since her body was also changing in ways that weren't so subtle. As much as he tried not to look, it seemed as if both her breasts and her hips were filling out little by little each day. By that point, he was sure it was some specific torture that had been crafted for him especially, but it all came to pale into comparison when most nights were spent treating the aches of y/n's fever.

"You need to drink some water for me, baby..." Lo'ak would try to encourage her. "I promise you'll feel a lot better if you do..." Y/n was struggling, and Lo'ak was thankful for the fact that after making a bit of a fuss she would eventually listen to him. He couldn't think of a single other person who would've had the same amount of care and patience to make sure she was eating and drinking regularly throughout her heat, and there was hardly any time left before she was completely under the influence. A decision was going to be made whether he liked it or not.

The only problem was that now, he didn’t know if he was going to be able to stand aside when the time came for her to leave. The two of them had gotten somewhat... close during their time together. Close in a way that Lo'ak was certain didn't apply to being best friends. Y/n had suffered a great deal the night her scent glands came in, two on her neck, two on her inner thighs, and one on each of her wrists, and Lo'ak had almost mistaken the event for the beginning of her heat. The sweetness of her scent had him so out of his mind, and he would have torn himself away from her if she hadn't been holding on to him for dear life. "Don't go, Lo'ak, please..." y/n had begged him through choked sobs.

Lo'ak still didn't know if he'd made the right choice to stay, because of everything that happened afterward. He peppered y/n's skin with kisses as usual, trying to bring her comfort, only this time the need to taste and sink his teeth into her was almost uncontrollable. "Y/n, I don't think I should be here..." Lo'ak tried to say, having never felt so at war with himself. Y/n shook her head and caught his lips in a kiss, completely tearing down any ounce of doubt he may have still had. For the time being. The fact that she was promised to another suddenly didn't matter anymore, and the two of them were painfully aware y/n had been dripping with slick from the moment Lo'ak had pulled her into his arms. They were all over each other instantly, reaching desperately for one another in the dark. The sound y/n made when he breached her walls was the most beautiful thing Lo'ak had ever heard, and they fucked so desperately, he was almost ashamed of it afterward.

Almost.

"I told you, my sweet syulang..." He teased, regretfully having to pull out of her for the second time. "You're not ready to take my— a knot, I mean..." Lo'ak kissed her whines away, only taking a few more strokes before coating her belly will his warm seed. "But I want to try again, weakling..." Y/n huffed, having absolutely no mercy for her spent companion as she climbed on top of him. Lo'ak let out a groan and a laugh at the same time, pulling her in for a hug. "You have come so many times, I am literally covered in your slick... and since you're clearly in the right mind to give me attitude..." he pinched y/n's ass cheek and she yelped, slapping his chest. "You're more than capable to come with me for a swim and... help me clean up all this later..." Y/n had bit him in protest but eventually complied with his unreasonable demands.

In those moments with her, Lo'ak had felt so happy he'd almost forgotten what the future actually had in store for the two of them. Even though now he knew y/n so deeply, both at a mental and physical level, another would be the one to marry her. Another would the one to make a lifelong bond with her, mark her and mate with her.

'Sometimes I don't understand how another can love her, is allowed to love her, since I love her so completely myself, so intensely, so fully. I grasp nothing, know nothing, have nothing but her!' Kiri had once read out those words from one of her mother's old books, since the ability to read and write in English had always been important to his sister. At the time, Lo'ak had made fun of her, saying it was all a bunch of boring nonsense. Now, those words haunted him. Every day. And here he was now, acting in the worst of ways just to hold on to y/n for just a second longer, have every part of her until the was nothing left for anyone else to aspire to.

When he walked into the tent that night, y/n was sitting upright and wearing a large white T-shirt Lo'ak had stolen from the RDA supplies. Lo'ak was happy to see she was doing her best to eat some fruit, and the awkward smile she gave him made him understand she currently had her wits about her. "Moat came by... she said it will happen tomorrow... and she gave me... something to help with the pain. Medicine, I think. She told me... my mate will have to take me away. I can't stay here with the rest of the clan while it happens, it might be dangerous-"

Lo'ak shook his head, raising his hands as he tried not to laugh bitterly at the sadness of the situation. How could she talk about it so calmy?

"I don't want to know, okay?" He tried to say as calmly as he could, but she could hear the distaste in his mouth.

"If you can't even talk about it, then admit what I've known all along." Y/n managed to say in a weak voice. "Lo'ak, I see you... I see you... everything you're doing for me, because of me..."

Lo'ak's ears immediately turned down at the sound of the words he'd been waiting for y/n to say his entire life. His immediate instinct was to shut her out. Now that he wanted nothing more than to say those words back, he knew he was only going to make irreparable damage. He'd justified the fact they'd been having sex in secret because it wasn't uncommon for their people to do so, nor forbidden. The only problem of course was that he and y/n were painfully aware of being in love with someone who couldn't commit to them. They had chosen to live in the most blissful of lies until their time together was up.

Well, that time was now.

"Spend my heat with me." Y/n said, not even posing it as a question.

"I can't! How hasn't that gotten through to you yet?" He asked angrily, hating himself for the way she instinctively flinched at his words. Lo'ak got down on his knees, kneeling in front of her. "Ngaytxoa." He asked y/n for her forgiveness. "Oeya syulang, you deserve to be with someone who has shown enough strength and honor to be part of the people... If we'd only had more time, I... but you cannot face your heat alone, nor will I allow you to tie yourself to someone who is not worthy. Who may never be." Y/n had begun to cry at this point, and Lo'ak could feel that he'd been joining her soon. "An outcast. Someone like me."

Simply put, if Lo'ak had spent y/n's heat with her, got her pregnant, and then ended up dying on the Halleluja mountains on his second or third attempt at his Rite of passage, not to mention the unpredictableness of surviving the Dream Hunt as well, he would have committed the cruelest act of all: giving his mate false hope before leaving them behind forever, all for the sake of getting what he wanted.

"You are... impossible..." Y/n cried. "You say these words, therefore you must believe I deserve to be with someone I do not love when I have already chosen the man I belong to and he has chosen me... do you not understand that would kill me just as much as being alone would? I know you went through your rut alone, Lo'ak... I know you went through that pain and survived, Moat told me. I am willing to take that risk, and wait for you."

Lo'ak looked into her eyes then, and it seemed to y/n he was having a realization. Had she finally gotten through to him? She knew her chances of survival were slim, and she hadn't exactly prepared, but after finding out Lo'ak loved her as much as she did, he would sooner risk her life to be happy with him in the end than choose someone else.

Suddenly he was grabbing her face and kissing her, pulling away just as quickly. "I'll be back by morning... there's something... important I have to do." Lo'ak saw the look of distress on her face as he stood up. In many ways, I would have been their last night together, and he was leaving. "Trust me, syulang, I beg of you. Nga yawne lu oer."

"I love you, too."

And with that, he was gone from her sight.

As he climbed the path of vines and rocks leading to the banshee rookery, Lo'ak wondered if anyone had ever managed to reach the Halleluja mountains past the eclipse in the dead of night. If that person, whoever they may have been, had been so desperate to have made the attempt even though everyone around them had said they were not ready, because it was a question of life and death for them as much as it was for him. After the initial surprise of having made it to the top, he was immediately aware of a dozen pairs of yellow eyes blinking at him in the dark.

Lo'ak immediately whipped out the yìmkxa, swinging it around a little as he cautiously walked amongst the ikrans. "Didn't mean to spoil your beauty sleep..." He said, counting how many of them had already flown away at the sight of him. "There's just one of you I've come to settle the score with, some motherfucker who threw me off a cliff the other day-"

A very familiar hiss came from out of nowhere and Lo'ak now knew he was looking back at his banshee. "Long time no see bro, I sure hope I didn't ruin any late-night plans." The ikran lunged at him but Lo'ak knew exactly what to do this time, and moved without hesitancy, muzzling the creature's mouth with the yìmkxa. "Me? Oh you know, my girl is going through the worst experience of her life--- shit, stop that, man--- where was I? Oh right, I'm supposed to be back home with her, yet I'm out here, dancing around with you. Bet you can't wait to get inside this head, huh? Hope you enjoy all the angst, you mother-"

With a final struggle and a minor chunk taken out of his leg, Lo'ak was able to make the connection. The ikran, his ikran, immediately calmed down and let out a pained sound, that Lo'ak recognized as being directed at him.

"Yeah, well... no worries bro." He sighed from exhaustion and patted the banshee's neck. "Now let's get out of here, I don't have all goddammed night."

By the early hours of the morning, Lo'ak had returned aching from the fight with the ikran and still disoriented from the self-induced high he'd given himself with whatever concoctions he'd found in his grandmother's hut to make himself find his spirit animal. No matter what anybody said, he'd completed his rite of passage and now he was going to tell y/n they could be together. Y/n however, was not where he'd left her. Moat found him soon after, and after reprimanding him for stealing her supplies and acting so recklessly, she told him y/n's parents had chosen Tholothian to be her mate and they had left not even an hour prior to Lo'ak's arrival. The Na'vi, much to his grandmother's protests, immediately set off to find them.

With the sunlight by his side and the ability to fly over the forest, it didn't take long for Lo'ak to recognize Tho'lo's ikran resting on top of a branch and its rider wandering the forest below.

"I thought I told you to stay away from her." Lo'ak snarled, quickly dismounting from his ikran.

"Stay out of this, Sully. The fact that you did the bare minimum this time, doesn't get you a prize." Tho'lo took a threatening stance against him. Lo'ak immediately noticed his bow and dagger were missing, and that he had a large cut across his chest. "Y/n was left in my care and responsibility-"

"She attacked you." Lo'ak accused Tho'lo, charging at him with everything he had the very next second. "What did you do?" He roared with a murderous look in his eyes as he held his knife to his rival's throat. "What could you have possibly done to her to leave you stranded out here, huh?"

"What I have done? What have you done, Lo'ak?" Tho'lo accused him back, sounding all too calm for Lo'ak's liking. "She has clearly chosen you, I see that now. I had known you two were close, but I never thought it went beyond you recklessly amusing yourself with her. I never would have accepted her parents' decision if I had known-"

"The why. the fuck. did she attack you?" Lo'ak growled, actively losing his patience by the second.

"Because she's in a heat, you moron. She won't be with anyone who isn't you now that the two of you have clearly done everything except maybe name your future children...I just wish someone had warned me, so I wouldn't have to be here right now!" Lo'ak stepped back from Tho'lo then, realizing he had just been assuming the worst of someone who was meant to be his brother-in-arms. "She attacked me not two minutes after we were in flight. I thought she was going to kill my ikran so I got us all down to the ground. She escaped of course, but I still couldn't leave her out here... "

Lo'ak nodded, ashamed of all the grief his actions had caused. But he didn't even have time to dwell on it, or make things right with Tho'lo, because y/n was still out there, scared and alone.

"I'm sorry, brother-"

"I'll forgive you when you find her and bring her home in one piece." Tho'lo cut him off, calling his ikran and mounting it. "And I know you threatened others just as easily as you have just accused me. That's what separates you from the rest of the people, Sully. You reek of anger and distrust, toward yourself and others. You are selfish, just like the rest of the sky people. Whatever y/n sees in you... must be the true reason why I'm still willing to call you brother."

After a few minutes of frantic wandering, Lo'ak picked up y/n's scent and it didn't take him long to track her down. She'd hidden herself in a small cave behind the waterfall, a place they'd both discovered once when they were out hunting. The closer he got, the more overpowering the influence of her sweet pheromones became. As he climbed his way up to the cave, mindful of the water cascading above him, he knew she could sense his presence too because she began to call out his name. Lo'ak could hear the strain in her voice and ended up cutting his hands and feet several times on the rocks as he made his reckless endeavor all the way to the safe haven she'd chosen.

He looked up to see her looking down at him, and he made one last stupidly dangerous jump to get her away from the edge. "Where were you? You told me to wait, I waited for you but- you are hurt!" Y/n reached for him, she was shuddering violently and unable to keep herself from crying. Lo'ak knew exactly what kind of pain she was going through, and he had to dissuade her from fretting over his wounds.

"I know, I'm sorry Oeya syulang, I'm right here now. I'm with you..." Lo'ak kissed y/n, making quick work of getting rid of whatever fabric was left to separate them. He let out a guttural sound at the copious amount of slick that gushed out of y/n simply from his touch. "Lo'ak, it hurts..." Y/n begged him, holding onto Lo'ak so tight he was pretty sure she was going to end up rearranging his bones.

"I know baby, you're burning up..." He kissed her neck, feeling how scolding her skin was as she lowered herself onto his cock, taking him all the way with a desperate moan of relief. Y/n seized up around him and coated him with a second wave of slick, high on the feeling of finally having her mate buried deep inside of her. "Fuck--you really needed me bad, didn't you baby?" Lo'ak groaned, unable to even comprehend what was happening around him anymore. Y/n's cunt was impossibly tight and warm, and she was making a complete mess on his lap.

His mate nodded and began to ride him in earnest, her stamina never breaking for a second. Lo'ak was so in awe, he could barely keep up with her. Their moans and whines echoed off the walls of the cave, and Lo'ak knew y/n was desperate to get knotted. "You need to... relax syulang." He kissed her face when she began to whine in frustration. "Might have to fuck you a few more times before your body is ready for me, sweet thing..."

"But I want--" Y/n was beginning to sound completely unintelligible, but she never once stopped grinding down on Lo'ak, challenging herself to take in deeper and deeper every time. "Such a good girl, look at that..." Lo'ak praised her, earning a deep purr which he happily returned. "Gonna make you a proper nest... so my baby can be nice and comfortable while I mount her later, how does that sound?"

Y/n curled up against his chest at the idea, kissing him deeply and coming on his cock for the fourth time since they'd started (yes, he was keeping count), and without much warning Lo'ak began to feel the his knot forming inside of her. She gasped and began to frantically fuck herself back against it, giddy on the pleasure the foreign experience was giving her. Lo'ak gave a a few more harsh thrusts, until his knot finally popped deep inside y/n's walls, binding them together. "Fuck, baby you can't keep moving anymore..." He groaned, blissed out and slightly amused by y/n's attempts to bounce up on his knot while she was stuck on top of him.

Y/n wasn't particularly shy about being loud, but the sounds she made when Lo'ak finally began to breed her made him want to fuck her all over again right at that moment. "It's... it's so much..." She sobbed, overwhelmed by the constant stream of warm cum that was now pouring into her. Lo'ak wrapped his arm around her and made a second connection between them, bringing their cues together. Immediately he could feel how close she was to climaxing again, and he reched down between them to rub her small bundle of nerves while she was still split on his shaft. "Going to cum on my knot, baby...? You're been such a sweet girl, taking everything I have to give you... once I'm done breeding you, your belly's going to be so pretty and full---"

Y/n gave out another high pitched whine and came thanks to Lo'ak's expert fingers. He managed to lull her to sleep after that, while they were still tied together and in the process of mating. Lo'ak found his sleep to be rather light, keeping an eye open for his vulnerable mate and growling menacingly at any noise he heard coming from outside.

When his knot died down he left y/n to get some much needed rest and set out to get everything they needed to stay in the cave for the rest of the week. He knew that his scent was more than enough to let anyone and anything to stay the fuck away from the cave, and that y/n would have been safe. Even though he'd returned with food supplies and other creature comforts to make a worthy nest, y/n was not too forgiving of his absence and jumped his bones the second he came back. After she'd deemed herself sated, they made their nest together, but it was hard to do anything without eventually getting distracted.

Y/n's belly was beginning to stretch out a little already from their activities and Lo'ak was completely mesmerised by the sight of his cum slipping out of her. So much so he could help but hold her down and get a taste. "Lo'ak... w-want your knot again..." she mewled, tugging fiercely at his braids while he drank down the sickly sweet taste of her slick.

"Oeya syulang, I haven't eaten all day, you can't blame me for wanting a taste... " Lo'ak growled softly before sinking his teeth in the scent gland on her left inner thigh, making her cry out. He soothed the wound with his tongue, lapping up her blood. "Now, you're going to have to behave for me a little, or I'm going to eat you out until you're a sobbing mess... understood?"

Y/n was a lot more partial to taking a break to eat and drink something after that. Lo'ak was not surprised when she feel asleep again, and he curled up around her on the makeshift bed they'd made, holding her close to his chest. He immediately woke up when she began to cry next to him a few hours later, not even thinking twice about mounting her from behind as her kissed her shoulders and reassured her everything was alright.

Y/n was the one to link their queues this time, moaning softly as he began to move. "Still hurts if I'm not inside you, baby?" Lo'ak asked, genuinely worried that the heat was still painful even though y/n was no longer facing it alone. Y/n shook her head and tried to find the right words to express what she was feeling, Lo'ak kissed her temple reassuringly, stroking her tail to soothe her. "J-just now... I think... I think I'm ready..." It took a little while for Lo'ak to understand, but then he felt it through their bond. Y/n was at the peak of her heat, and his next load was sure to get her pregnant. "You're happy..." she said, Lo'ak still forgetting that she could probably feel his heart soaring at that moment.

"Yeah..." He laughed, a little choked up. "Course I'm happy... so fucking happy" Lo'ak placed a hand on y/n's lower belly, firmly holding her there as he picked up his pace, pounding into her deeper and deeper. Y/n bared her neck to him then, submitting and asking him to mark her as his own. "Nga yawne lu oer..." He whispered before sinking his teeth into her scent gland, tasting the blood and sweetness there. Y/n cried out his name, feeling their bond deepen even more and the desperate need to mark Lo'ak just the same.

Both of them felt the exact moment when life began to blossom between the two of them when they were lying in each other's arms some moments afterwards. They were holding each other close and tending to the deep marks they'd left on each other's bodies. Lo'ak spent the rest of the night whispering promises and soft nothings to y/n, and she quelled all his anxieties about his wrongdoings or the fact that his child might have inherited his human features.

After all, she'd never cared for the right profile anyway.

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rubin-therubix-loverofblorbos · 1 month

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CARMEN SANDIEGO INCORRECT QUOTES

Shadowsan: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Carmen's birthday invitations. Ivy: Well, what are they supposed to say? Shadowsan: "Carmen's birthday". Ivy: So, what do they say instead? Shadowsan: "Carmen’s bi". Ivy: Ivy: Works out either way.

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Player: I’ve never asked someone out. How do you even do it? Ivy: Oh, what I do is, I look them up and down and I say: “Hey… how you doin’?” Carmen, scoffing: Oh, please. Ivy, to Carmen: Hey, how you doin’? Carmen: Carmen: giggles and blushes

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Zack: That’s the longest worm I’ve ever seen. Player: That’s a snake.

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Ivy: I love them both, but how do I propose to two people? Shadowsan: Two different restaurants, one person at each restaurant. Twice the dessert, twice the applause. Ivy: Won’t people think it’s weird if there is a third person just sitting there, though? Shadowsan: I saw someone feed their pet peacock crème brûlée from their mouth at the French place on the corner last week: I think faux third-wheeling at an engagement is the least of your worries.

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Vlad: To be honest, I'm kinda pissed that I'm not asleep in bed next to the love of my life in a cottage with no obligations other than watering my vegetable garden.

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{I really need someone to clarify whether they're brothers or two deadpan Russians that Just Look Like That. Because they give such Gay Stone-Faced Lovers but idk. hm. [Looks at the To Steal Or Not To Steal Dip™️*] oh okay}

Boris: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night? Vlad: It was autocorrect. Boris: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me."? Vlad: Yes.

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Boris: I want to be with you for the rest of my life. Vlad: Damn, that sounds like a marriage proposal. Boris, getting down on one knee: That's 'cause it is.

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Boris: We should be partners. Vlad: You mean like, partners in crime? Boris: Yeah… that’s precisely what I meant.

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Dr. Bellum: There are 20 letters in the alphabet, right? Cleo: Nope, there's 26. Dr. Bellum: Ah, I must have forgotten U, R, A, Q, T. Cleo: Aww, that's cute, but you're still missing one. Dr. Bellum: You'll get the D later ;).

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Cleo: The stars are so beautiful… Dr. Bellum: They're just giant balls of gas. Cleo: You know what, if you're just going to ruin this, then- Dr. Bellum: And yet none of them are as huge as my love for you. Cleo: Oh…

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Chase: I just wanted to say that over the years, I have come to regard you as… people I met.

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Chase: What’s up? I’m back. Zack: I literally saw you die. You died. You were dead Chase: Death is a social construct.

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The squad's reaction to being told they're the chosen one Chase: I will not let you down. Ivy: Sounds fun. Zack: K. Julia: No, I'm fucking not. Carmen: Do I have to be? Shadowsan: Please god, I am so tired.

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Shadowsan: Wanna hear some dark humor. Ivy: Yeah, I love dark humor. Shadowsan: Alright. Shadowsan: Turns off the lights Shadowsan: Knock knock. Ivy: Turn the damn lights back on.

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Zack, washing the dishes: Who the fuck used this pan?? Zack: Wait. I the fuck used this pan… Ivy: It was you the fuck. Zack: It was I the fuck… Shadowsan: Who cooks rice in a pan? Ivy: They the fuck.

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Carmen: trying to buy a Father's Day card at Hallmark Carmen: Excuse me, do you have any that just say "You are my dad?" Associate: Well, I- Carmen: How about "You witnessed the murder of my actual dad?" Associate: No…Wait, wha- Carmen: You know what, I'll just get a blank one. Carmen: writes You are a father. This is a day. Here is a card.

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Shadowsan: What must it be like to live in your head? Are there happy ponies in there? It’s really something how utterly delusional your optimism is. If I didn’t hate you so much, I might even be impressed. Chase: Huzzah! I got a heavily qualified and slightly sarcastic compliment from Shadowsan!

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Ivy: Its hard to resist, I'm really sorry- I mean, considering your approach so far, you had us tied here for- what? Hours? And you haven’t even had us confirm what exactly we are! Chase: What are you then? Ivy: I'm a Virgo!

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Zack: I once tried to play a pirated copy of Garfield Kart, when Garfield jumped out of my PC! We are currently married with three beautiful children and a summer house in Lisbon.

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*The Dip from To Steal or Not to Steal {no seriously they slayed. Those little gay boys served every bit of cunt within the timespan of three and a half seconds}

ALSO, The Entire Video, which is fucking amazing. Masterpiece.

#rubin report #carmen sandiego #ivy carmen sandiego #zack carmen sandiego #shadowsan #vile faculty #dr bellum #countess cleo #professor maelstrom #chase devineaux #julia argent #the cleaners

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fritextramole · 1 month

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smacked in the face with a silver spoon

part 3 of a Jenny Humphrey playlist - best heard in order

tracklist and quotes under the cut

The Outsider ~ MARINA

I look myself in the face And whisper "I'm in the wrong place" Is there more to lose than gain If I go on my own again?

Meet Me in the Woods ~ Lord Huron

Say goodbye to who I was I ain't never been away so long Don't look back, them days are gone Follow me into the endless night

Handle With Care ~ The Traveling Wilburys

I've been uptight and it made a mess But I'll clean it up myself, I guess Oh, the sweet smell of success Handle me with care

I Was Neon ~ Julia Jacklin

I quite like the person that I am Am I gonna lose myself again?

Still Sane ~ Lorde

Only bad people live to see Their likeness set in stone What does that make me?

Devil Inside Me ~ Matt Berry

But I'd blow your mind, when I'm up high, to fall back down again Up high, to fall back down again Swing low, and look straight at me That's all I need now the Devil's inside me

t r a n s p a r e n t s o u l ~ WILLOW, Travis Barker

I don't fucking know if it's paradise or it's a trap Yeah, they're treating me like royalty, but is it kissin' ass?

And So It Went ~ The Pretty Reckless, Tom Morello

With all these eyes upon us, but no one seems to see That you and me are just the same as God meant it to be But you're much too close to me

Bad Man's World ~ Jenny Lewis

I will never forgive you For what you put us kids through Remember that night You tried to take your own life? When I found you You were a shade of blue And success is a state of mind With a little bit of follow through And then you failed at that too

Sinister Kid ~ The Black Keys

I got a tortured mind, and my blade is sharp A bad combination in the dark

Rip It Up ~ Jet

And if you ever break down, I’ll cut you up again On the bedroom wall, the stars look bright But they don’t belong in the city of light

Worldwide Torture ~ Jazmin Bean

I never come second place Always been a big disgrace Smell the fear‚ I know you see High achiever (Yeah, that's me)

Going to Hell ~ The Pretty Reckless

Father did you miss me? Don’t ask me where I’ve been You know I know, yes I’ve been told I redefine a sin

In Undertow ~ Alvvays

What's next for you and me? I'll take suggestions we toss and turn in undertow

Chaise Longue ~ Wet Lag

Hey, you, over there On the chaise longue, in your underwear What are you doing sitting down? You should be horizontal now

Starring Role ~ MARINA

Sometimes I ignore you, so I feel in control 'Cause really, I adore you and I can't leave you alone Fed up with the fantasies that cover what is wrong

R U Mine? ~ The Arctic Monkeys

And I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be And satisfaction feels like a distant memory

bellyache ~ Billie Eilish

Everything I do The way I wear my noose Like a necklace I wanna make 'em scared Like I could be anywhere Like I'm reckless

Bullet With Butterfly Wings ~ The Smashing Pumpkins

Now I'm naked Nothing but an animal But can you fake it For just one more show? And what do you want? I wanna change

You ~ Radiohead

I can see me drowning Caught in the fire You, me and everything Caught in the fire

RAGE ~ Samantha Margret

Rage is a funny place Full of loose hand grenades Where every hand is spades Violence in the open space Clear and bright as day So you can't hide away

Man in the Box ~ Alice in Chains

I'm the man in the box Buried in my shit Won't you come and save me?

Nobody Asked Me (If I Was Okay) ~ Sky Ferreira

Shaking your head while I try to explain You say you don't wanna hear me complain Just tryna get my point across You don't seem to care if I'm feeling lost

The Love Club ~ Lorde

I joined the club and it's all on There are fights for being my best friend And the girls get their claws out There's somethin' about hanging out with the wicked kids Take the pill, make it too real The other day I forgot my old address I'm sittin' pretty on the throne There's nothing more I want, except to be alone

Are You Hurting The One You Love? ~ Florence + The Machine

Are you hurting the one you love? You'd like to stay in heaven but the rules are too tough

#gg #ggplaylists #jenny humphrey #gossip girl #source: senamarais

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fandomwe1rd0 · 8 days

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Some Rick and Morty quotes that make me SOB

"I'm calling it...the adventure's over..."

"We can't leave now, Morty! I'm on fire!"

"Look I wanna leave now. You win the bet ok? Just get the portal gun and let's go home please! Please...I just want to go h-home..."

*Rick sees a beaten Mr. Jellybean leave the bathroom and realizes what that sick fuck did to his grandson*

"Listen Morty...I just won a bunch of shmeckles...how about we use 25 of them to pay Slippery Stair here for a ride, then we'll give the rest of the shmeckles to the villagers, huh?"

"R-really?"

"Sure Morty, yeah, a good adventure needs a good ending."

....

"Oh heros! We'd like to introduce you to our beloved king so that he may thank you personally!"

*Mr. Jellybean is on a throne, waving*

"U-uh no i-it's cool. Rick. Portal. Hurry."

~ Meeseeks and Destroy

"Morty, where's your collar? I'll fix it."

"I dropped it!"

"...." *Rick puts his time collar on Morty and Morty gets to safety*

"I'm okay with this. Be good Morty. Be better than me."

~ A Rickle in Time

"So let me get this straight...for the rest of your life no matter how much it hurts you, no matter how much it destroys our children's futures...we're going to do whatever Rick wants, whenever he wants?"

"Yes."

"Why!?"

"Because I don't want him to leave again you fucking asshole!"

.....

"I was thinking I'd go to the gloppy drop system...get some ice cream..."

"D-do you want me to come with? D-don't you need my brainwaves for camoflague or something?"

"I'll be ok...bye Morty."

"Rick...you're not leaving right?"

"Yes I am...to get ice cream."

"So you're coming back?"

"Morty, if you go to where there's a bunch of ice cream and don't come back, you haven't actually gotten ice cream, you just went to where ice cream is."

"Rick...I can handle it if you go...but you'll break Mom's heart...and I won't forgive you for that!"

"...Where's the car, Morty?"

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"Look...I'm doing what's right for the galaxy by calling you...so...if I come back to Earth...can my family have a normal life?"

"We only want Sanchez sir, your family will be fine."

~ The Wedding Squanchers

"Because he (Rick) doesn't care! Because no one is special to him Summer! Not even himself!"

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"C'mon girls the ice cream's gonna melt!"

*Diane and Beth get blown up by a bomb*

"No!"

~ Rickshank Redemption

"Morty, not that I give a shit but are you alright?"

"Jesus Chirst it hurts!"

"Relax! Quit your bitching! You're gonna be fine! Grandpa's here."

~ Rest and Ricklaxation

"Have fun with this toliet you get to use all by yourself now! Have fun while you sit there and think about how nobody wants to be around you, and how you ruin it all for yourself because you're a huge piece of shit! King shit on his throne of loniness. All hail his majesty! The saaadessst piece of garabage in the entire cosmos!"

~ The Old Man and The Seat

"Holy shit I'm a terrible father."

~ Star Mort Rickturn of Jerri

"What we had was toxic, don't you see? I'm a bad partner because I never made you a true partner. The crows made me see that. I thought they were a joke like you, but it turns out that they are more enlightened than any of us."

"Ok...so what's the undercut?"

"You're not hearing me Morty, I will never be the same because of these two crows. So I need to leave with the crows and see what more they can teach me."

"Oh. ....Oh."

~ Forgetting Sarick Mortshall

"You can come with me if you want, don't blame me if you don't."

"Ugh..from where I sit Morty, that's the best deal on the table...I-I don't have a real plan."

~ Rickmurai Jack

"If you don't care if you die, why do you care if I die?"

"Knock it off get outta here! You did this last season! You're like a suicide bomber!"

"Takes one to know one!"

"Well you get it from him (Rick Prime) not me!"

"I don't know him! You're my grandpa Rick! Rick and Morty 100 years!"

~ Solaricks

"I MADE you! I showed you infinity! And what did you do with it? Hang out with MY grandson!? Raise echos of MY daughter?! What's your life without me?"

"Let's find out."

"Admit it, you would've been me! I just walked into your garage before you walked into mine! But eventually you did! YOU LIVED IN MY HOUSE!"

~ Unmortricken

"Come on, we'll get through this!"

"I-I'm staying here..."

"No we're Rick and Morty. I'm not leaving without you."

"....What did you just say?"

"I said I'm not leaving without you! C'mon! You're irreplaceable!"

(Echoing) "Irreplaceable...Irreplaceable...Irreplaceable..."

"Oh god...I know what I'm afraid of...I'm afraid you'd never say that in real life! I'm afraid that if I jumped into a hole you wouldn't even bother jumping in after me! This entire thing has been about me! YOU'RE NOT EVEN IN THE HOLE ARE YOU!?"

~ Fear No Mort

#morty smith #rick sanchez #rick and morty #rick c137 #rick #and #morty

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froggywaffles · 9 months

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𝙰𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚊

𝙰𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚊; 𝙶𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐

How can you move forward when you keep regretting the past?

(Y/N) Mustang travels with the Elric brothers to find the philosophers stone to restore their bodies. And the discovery that her alchemy is more different than she originally believed

A/N: Lets ignore that this took me nearly a year to write ;-; lolzz i had to split this chapter in half because i lost half when my laptop broke so ill post the second half once i rewrite it :)) ANYWAY there is a playlist that goes with this which doesn't really go with this chapter but oh well https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0FApCCn34li62l168Sfk9w?si=441729291d964073 (if link doesn't work just search 'FROGGY' into spotify and click profiles u should find it) hope you enjoy

-Froggie :)

Masterlist

Word Count: 4,314

Summary: For the past four years, Ed, Al with the addition of (y/n) have combed the country for a rumored stone that could amplify the boys' alchemy and bring the Elric's bodies back to normal. A battle breaks out against the false prophet Cornello, who is using the science of alchemy and parading it as acts of God.

01 - The Sun God's Prophet Part One

The sun is shining brightly, the sand is scorching, and the air is thick. Sparrows flew toward the large fountain out front of the castle-like building that stood tall in the centre of Liore. The three teens sat not far from the large building at a small cafe bar, and the sound of mindless chatter from other cafe goers could be heard. An unknown voice plays over the radio sitting above Alphonse's head.

“Children of God who live upon this earth, have faith, and thou shalt be saved. The god of the sun, Leto, enlightens thy path. Behold, having descended from his throne, the lord shall save thee from thy sins. As the messenger of the sun God, I am your father”

“A radio broadcast of a sermon?” Al wondered aloud.

“A messenger of god?” Edward questioned as he ate another fry. “What’s that?”

“I think I ought to be the one saying ‘what’s that?’ about you.” The cafe owner asked the three while drying a cup with a towel. He had a thick moustache and wore a dark cap and a light-coloured apron. “So, what are you guys supposed to be? Street performers?”

Dropping his fork annoyed and with an eyebrow twitching, Ed spoke, “Okay pops, what part of us looks like street performers?”

“Well I don’t know ed, we’ve got a 6’3 suit of armour and shorty mcshortison-”

“I’m not short!” Edward retorted, saying it wouldn’t be a surprise if you could see steam coming out of his ears.

“My bad ‘fun-sized’” (y/n) laughed, making air quotes with her finger; Ed rolled his eyes and sighed, and Al giggled.

“If you're not street performers, what are you guys doing in these parts?” The cafe owner asked.

“Yeah, we’re just looking for something,” Ed said, placing his fork on the empty plate, “What’s with this broadcast anyway?"

“You haven’t heard of Father Cornello?” he answered, sounding almost offended.

"Father, who now?” (y/n) asked.

“Father Cornello! The messenger of the sun God! He’s the founder of Letoism. the one with

the ‘power of miracles. He’s this wonderful man who came to this city a couple of years ago

and showed us the way of God!” The man stood tall, hands on his hips. Other cafe goers

interjected about what a great man Father Cornello was.

“It’s incredible!”

“Definitely the power of God!”

Alphonse and (y/n) sat listening intently; Ed, on the other hand, was sitting and messing with

the straw in his cup, completely uninterested.

“You ain't listening, kid.” the cafe owner deadpanned.

“Nope. "I'm not interested in religion.” Ed said, looking the cafe owner straight in the eyes.

"Well, I'm stuffed; let’s beat it.” He said they were beginning to stand Al and (y/n) following

his lead.

“Thanks for the food-” (y/n) was cut off by a loud bang, caused by Al hitting the roof of the

cafe stand and knocking off their radio.

Al and (y/n) following his lead.

“AH!!- HEY!! Don’t cause any problems here! It’s all because you’re walking ‘round in that oversized tin can!” The man shouted leaning over the bar to see his broken radio.

“Sorry, sorry, we’ll fix it right up, don’t worry,” Ed said, waving his hand in apology.

Alphonse leaned over the assessing the damage, as (y/n) reached in her pocket for a stick

of chalk.

“Here,” she said, handing Al the chalk.

“Fix how?” the cafe owner asked, scratching his head.

“Just watch,” Edward answered, as Al finished drawing the transmutation around the broken

radio.

Alphonse went onto his knees, as a crowd of cafe goers surrounded the teens, he clapped

his hands together and pushed them onto the ground. Strikes of blue lightning grew from the

circle, engulfing the radio in blue hues. Looks of shock and amazement plastered the

cafe goers' faces. The blue light soon ceased, and Al rose to his feet.

The cafe owner stood in shock and said, “I’m stunned,” making Ed visibly smirk. “You can use the power of miracles too!” Ed’s smirk dropped almost immediately.

“You what?” "No, we are alchemists; my brother and I are kind of famous, you know?" Ed retorted angrily. "We are the Elric brothers!” Edward stood proudly as cafegoers realised who they were.

“The Elric brothers?!”

“I’ve heard of them before!”

"He's one of those national alchemists!" says the older one.

"Edward Elric, the full-metal alchemist!";

A crowd began to form around Alphonse, (y/n) noticed before Ed did, she tried to hold her laugh as the cafegoers began to praise Al. “So you’re that rumoured genius alchemist!”

"I see why you're called the Fullmetal Alchemist. You wear that suit of armour!"

Ed's proud expression faded, revealing a visible vein on his brow.

“Um, I'm not him,” Al said, waving his hands frantically.

“Huh?”.

“The shorty over there?”

That was it. Edward blew up. “WHO ARE YOU CALLING A SUPER SMALL SPECK”

“PFFFFFFT—a small speck” (y/n), she laughed, almost falling over. He turned toward the crowd of people, angrily ignoring (y/n), who was still giggling at his meltdown. “I am the Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward Elric!” He overemphasised the "I."

“And I’m his little brother, Alphonse,” Al added, rubbing his metal neck nervously. The crowd was taken aback by the revolution that Edward, a child, had started. (y/n) was kneeling to grab the now-fixed radio off the ground when a younger child from the crowd pointed at her and asked, “Who’s she then?”

“Me?” she questioned, pointing to herself now standing up with the radio in hand.

"Oh, that’s just (y/n)” Ed brushed it off.

“What do you mean by just (y/n)?” "You get to use your snazzy title, and I get "just" (y/n)," she chuckled. Before he could speak again, she shoved the radio in Ed’s face and

introduced herself. “I’m the carbon steel alchemist, (y/n) Mustang!” Edward was still

bewildered by how he ended up with the radio. Just as the three were about to leave and headed toward the massive building in the centre of Liore, an unknown girl running toward the cafe shouted to the owner, “Hello! It's a little bit lively today.” She wore a white dress and black sandals. She had tanned skin and dark eyes. She had two-toned hair; the front of her hair was pink and the back was dark brown. "Oh, hello, Rose," the moustached man said cheerfully. “Going to the church again?” He asked.

"Yeah, I need to make some offerings," she said, smiling as she held some items in her hands and turned to face the young alchemists.

“I don’t think I’ve met you before.” All three of them just stared at her.

“They say they’re alchemists; it seems they are looking for something.” The man spoke not

looking up from the glass he was polishing.

She smiled at the three of them, her hair floating in the breeze, and she had a tight hold on the bag she was holding. “I hope you find what you are looking for,” Rose began to walk away, but before going too far, she turned her head to look at them a final time and said, “May Leto protect you!”

“Huh?” Edward said this in confusion, turning towards the cafe owner again.

“That girl, she ain’t got no relatives, and top of that, her boyfriend died in a car accident earlier this year,” he said, putting down his now-polished glass.

“Yeah, you’d think she’d be sad, but she didn’t seem down.” A cafe patron butted in. “What saved her were the teachings of Cornello, the prophet of the sun god Leto! "He who gives everlasting life to the living and rebirth to the dead—the power of miracles proves that.”

Rebirth of the Dead (y/n) turned to face the Elrics, knowing it was too much of a coincidence to be anything else.

“Rebirth of the dead, huh?” Edward said sceptically, chewing on his straw, “Smells fishy.”

The three teens stood before the massive Cathedral like structure, the white paint covering the bricks cracked towards the ground. Pink Azalea flowers grew on the grass, many squashed from previously gathered crowds. They walked through the massive arches, onto pristine white quartz floors, in contrast to the large dark oak doors along the corridor; the further they walked the more white pristine statues and sculptures they came across; they reached another arch that led to the chapel of the building. The chapel's ceilings were high, beautiful quartz columns, and a biblical scene painted onto the ceiling in between the gorgeous stone supports. The room had rows upon rows of dark oak pews, a catwalk in the middle separated them. In the middle of the room was a statue of who they believed to be The Sun God Leto, the statue was kneeling on one knee with a staff firmly in its grip, on its left side was another statue of an angel holding a ring facing The Sun God Leto. And on its right was another angel holding a book. Behind the statues was a stained glass window made up of beautiful shades of yellow creating a sun. Near the statues were two doors, one on the right wall and one on the left. Edward, Alphonse and (y/n) stood before the statues, admiring the craftsmanship that went into creating such masterpieces, when a familiar face entered the chapel from the right side door. “Oh, You three again!” Rose said cheerfully as she walked into the chapel, all three of them turning to face her. “Are you guys going to join the church of Leto?”.

“Nah, religion isn’t our type a’ thing.” (y/n) spoke, waving off the idea, sitting down on one of the pews.

Rose sucked in a breath, like she was offended before she spoke again, “That’s not a real answer! If you can believe in God, you can live with hope and gratitude everyday. It’s wonderful!”. She pointed at Ed and shouted “If you have faith you’ll grow taller for sure!”.

Alphonse grabbed his brother before he attempted to launch himself at the poor girl, a vein popping on his forehead, “Brother! She’s not saying it to be mean.”. With a huff Edward sat on the pew next to (y/n), leaned his head back to look up at the ceiling. His arms resting upon the pew, one arm resting behind (y/n)’s head.

“Do you really believe that if you pray to God the dead will come back to life?”. The question hung heavy in the air, the silence was almost deafening. Rose seemed like someone had just asked her if fish can fly.

“Yes, yes I do.”

The tension in the air was suffocating, the difference in knowledge between the three teens and the young woman was obvious. (y/n) she may never know the full truth of what happened to the brothers but she had learnt one thing from the snippets they trusted her with, the dead should stay dead regardless of how much you long for them.

Edward tilted his head toward the ground releasing an understanding breath, “sheesh…How can you honestly believe these things?”.

He dug around in his pants’ pocket and pulled out a small leather book. His gloved hands flicked through his previously childish handwriting until he found the page he was looking for, and began to read from it.

“Water: 35 litres, Carbon: 20 kg, Ammonia: 4 litres, Lime:1.5 kg, Phosphorus: 800 g, Salt: 250 g, Saltpetre: 100 g, Sulphur 80 g, Fluoride 7.5 g, Iron 5 g, Silicon 3 g, and 15 other elements in small quantities…”.

Rose stood still as stone, the sun shining through the stained glass behind painting her in beautiful hues of amber, similar to an Ursinia, further highlighting her confused features.

“Huh?” she wondered aloud.

Still looking at the small book Ed spoke, “That’s the total chemical makeup of an average adult human body, modern science knows all of this, yet there has never been a single example of a successful human transmutation.” His gaze hardened, eyebrows pinching, the grip on his book tightening. A sight too common for a 14 year old boy. “It’s like there’s a missing ingredient..” Edward momentarily stopped, gazing at his brother, sadness laid between the gold and tangerine of his eyes, before turning back to the book in hand “Scientists have been trying to find it for hundreds of years, pouring tons of money into research and to this day they don’t even have a theory.” Rose stood still intently listening but clearly confused.

“Huh?”

“Come on Ed, she hasn’t got the slightest clue of what you’re talking about, speak human.” (y/n) face-palmed.

“What do you mean ‘speak human’?” He said frustratingly, eyebrows furrowed.

“Less science-y”

Edward rolled his eyes and turned his body to face Rose, “Basically, they say science is a lost cause, But I think It’s better than sitting around praying for something to happen.” Edward sat forward clasping his hands together, leaning his arms on his knees. Looking up at the statue of Leto, thinking to himself before speaking again, “It’s ironic that we scientists, who don’t believe in god, are in a sense the closest thing to him.”

There was a heavy silence, (y/n) sighed, leaning further back into the pew knowing where this might go. A look of anger and disgust covered Rose’s face as she walked in front of Ed, blocking the view of the statues, venom lacing her voice. “What pride, are you saying you’re god’s equal?”.

Father Cornello stood upon a stage, a statue of Leto stood tall behind him. The crowd in front of him roared in faith and hope. Petals of Violet and Magnolia rained from the sky, He grabbed a hold of a fallen magnolia, clapped it between his hands, a blue hue consuming them before he revealed it had now been turned into a sunflower. The three stood at the back of the crowd, Edward stood upon his suitcase to get a better look. (y/n) seemed less than bothered with the sight, too busy gazing into the faces in the crowd, studying their emotions. Not a single face in that crowd had a brow furrowed, a look of anguish, they all seemed so joyful and at peace with themselves. She felt almost bad for them, she told herself it was because they were believing a lie, or was it just plain old envy. Too caught up in her own thoughts she hadn’t noticed Rose had come over and had begun talking to the boys.

“I’d love to talk to his holiness! You think you could take us to him?” Ed said weirdly cheerful, leaving a very confused (y/n).

“I’ll explain on the way, don’t worry” Alphonse whispered in her ear.

They returned to the beautiful white walls of the church, the same dark oak doors welcoming them in as the guards led the group into an almost empty room. As soon as they entered something was off, the two guards by the door seemed to stiffen as they walked past, a cold look in their eyes before one spoke, “His holiness is very busy, so it's not easy to get an audience with him. You three are very lucky.”

“Don’t worry I won’t talk for too long.” Ed piped up, Alphonse turning back to listen to his brother, the four not registering the slam of the doors behind them. The guard who led them in suddenly stopped, a dark look flooded the man’s face as he reached into his jacket, “Yes, let’s end this quickly.” pulling a revolver from a concealed pocket, pointing it to the eye hole of Al’s armour, “Like this!”. The clang of the metal of the gun hitting the armoured boy was heard before a shot rang out, causing the head of the boy to hit the ground several feet way, horrified looks from the three others in the room as (y/n) and edward attempted to lunge forward to attack the man, fear rushed through their veins, as the two other guards restrained the two with their flagged staffs.

“Brother Cray! What are you doing?!” Rose exclaimed thinking he had just killed alphonse.

“Rose, these are heathens that are trying to entrap his holiness, they are evil.” The man retorted.

“What?! But his holiness would never allow you to do this…you.”

“But he did allow it!” Cray turned his attention to the two teens blocked by the staffs, “The words of his holiness are the words of god!”. He aimed the gun at Edward’s head, his stare unwavering, (y/n) was left shaking like a leaf. “This is the will of god!!”.

“Guess there are some really bad Gods out there” Alphonse spoke, his voice more echoey than usual. He grabbed the revolver out of Cray’s hand as he shrieked in fear and confusion “Wha-!?!?!”.

Edward quickly grabbed one of the staffed guards’ arm and shirt and began to shove him into the ground before (y/n) swiftly followed grunting out “a warning would’ve been nice Ed.” Both men landed onto the ground as Al’s metal fist collided with Cray’s face, all three men rendered unconscious.

“Wha…Wha…What is this!?” Rose shakily shrieked from behind the three, Ed knocked on Al’s armour revealing he was holo. “Nothing special,” he spoke.

“It’s exactly what it looks like” Alphonse said non shaltantly.

“Th… there’s nothing inside it’s empty!”

Al snapped his head back on before speaking again, “You might say, this is what happens when you commit the world’s greatest sin, when you trespass on God's domain… My big brother and I both.” Melancholy seeped in the room, it felt like every crack in the walls was just allowing it in.

“Well let’s just save that story for another time, heh.” Ed scratched his head, trying to relieve some tension in the room.

“Anyways, it seems Cornello is 100% ready to kill us.” (y/n) said, looking down at Cray’s unconscious body.

“Understatement.” Ed retorted.

Edward, (y/n) and Alphonse stood in front of a dark oak door, which supposedly led to Father Cornello’s ‘room’; there were two wax candles attached to the wall either side of the door. The wax was beginning to melt down the metal brace keeping them in place. A curved window sat above the door frame, the warm light from the room leaking through it. “Is this Cornello’s room? The one Rose told us about?” (y/n) questioned looking up at the door that was towering over them.

“Well there’s only one way to find out.” Edward said confidently, his hands cemented in his pockets. Then, the door slowly opened as if it was its own person, beckoning them into the room.

“Hmph. I guess that means ‘come in’”.

The room was quiet, the only sound that could be heard was footsteps and the flickering of the dim candles that sat on the columns that were laid out like a hallway to the stairs. The light was not bright enough to see the corners of the large room. There was a copper-like odour along with rotten eggs and burnt animal fat, flooding their sinuses. Cornello stood upon a staircase, a sinister smile painted on his wrinkled face. The large door slammed behind them, the echo bouncing off the tall walls.

“Did you come here to hear me preach?” Cornello asked the teens, trying to feign innocence, gripping the bannister and his cane tighter.

“Yeah, by all means teach us...” Ed scoffed, cockily staring him down, Alphonse and (y/n) stood either side of him also looking up at the older man.

“Like about how you use your lame alchemy to lie to your followers!”

“Please don’t confuse my miracles with alchemy.” His face still remained neutral but they could feel anger start to build up within the man. The teens looked completely unconvinced. “I have no reason to lie to you children, I do not use alchemy.”.

“It’s in the ring right?” Cornello seemed to freeze at Edward’s words.

“What’s in the ring?” The older man asked cautiously, not wanting to reveal his nerves.

“The philosopher's stone.”. The air was thick, words were hanging like chandeliers, every breath crystallising.

“Heh, the government gets their money out of you, don’t they?” his gaze was unwavering “I guess you saw through it all” He took a breath before exclaiming “Correct!” Cornello raised his hand as if he was cupping the air, showing off his ring, the red stone glistening in the warm light. “The philosopher's stone, the legendary amplifier of all alchemical processes!”

A look of determination and desperation seeped its way onto Edward’s features, “How long I’ve searched for that.”

“Ha, what’s with that jealous look in your eyes! What do you need the stone for? Money? Honour?” He stepped further towards the bannister. “What I really need is followers to give their lives for me, soon I’ll have enough people to take over the whole nation! Think about it, a frantic army with no fear of death!” Cornello stood cackling and the three teens looked between each other awkwardly.

“Yeah we don’t really care.” Edward said nonchalantly, “I’ll be blunt, just give us the stone and we’ll be quiet about the scam you're pulling.”

“Ha! Are you trying to bargain with me? My followers would never believe a word from the likes of you!”

“Well we didn’t expect anything less from your holiness, thank you, really for letting us hear that speech” (y/n) spoke sweetly, smiling hands clasped looking up toward Cornello. Alphonse was undoing his chest plate before she began again. “Yeah, they probably wouldn't give us the time of day, but! They’ll most likely listen to her.” Al’s chestplate fell to the floor with a thud and the chainmail hanging in the young boy's chest was moved to reveal a very disgusted Rose.

“What! Rose what are you-!?” Both of father Cornello’s hands gripped the bannister as he leaned forward.

Rose climbed out of Al, she was livid. She was screaming up at him, feeling betrayed “You weren’t going to bring him back!”

“Perhaps being a messenger of god was a lie, but there’s still a way to bring him back. This stone can do wonderful things, we can resurrect your lover.”

“Rose, don't listen!” Alphonse shouted, taking a step toward the girl.

“Be a good child and come here.” Cornello beckoned Rose

“If you go you won’t be able to come back!” Ed said loudly, anger lacing his words.

“Am I not the only one who can grant your wishes? Remember your beloved!”

His words were circling her head like murder of crows, though the light was dim it was hurting Rose’s eyes, this was too much pressure she knew what father Cornello had done was wrong, she knew it for a fact, he had lied to everyone. It felt as if poppy flowers were blooming in her head, she knew deep in her heart that she would give up her morals to see him again, even if it was just once. It’s not like the truth will do any good anyway, everyone looks up to Cornello, he is the light in their dark days and she knew that. Rose turned to look at the three once again, Edward looked angry, his brows furrowed, hands tightened into fists, lips sown into a line almost frowning, his shoulders loose and ready to fight when or if it come to it, his head is facing Rose yet his body was not, Ed’s back faced his brother and his chest faced his friend. Alphonse, though he had no facial expressions, was clearly tense, ready to attack at a moment's notice. And there was (y/n), her guard completely down, shoulders slumped, her gloved hands hanging by her sides and eyes full of worry. Her heart hurt for Rose, she was clearly in distress and there was nothing the teen girl could do to ease her pain, and it killed her, (y/n) took Rose’s pain as her own all she wanted was to help her.

“I’m sorry, you three.” Rose said not even turning to face them, her voice saddened. She walked towards Father Cornello with a heavy heart, as Rose reached the bottom of the stairs Cornello reached for a metal hatch on the wall.

The hatch swung open, banging against the wall, it revealed a lever. “Now I have to purge these terrorists that threaten the future of my religion!” Father Cornello shouted as he yanked the lever down, nearly pulling it out of the hatch, a menacing grin decorating his face. A wall on the left of the group crashes up, all three of them turn towards the noise in shock, to be met with a pitch black void, with nothing but two piercing yellow eyes staring back at them. The creature emerged, almost like it was stalking its prey, slowly coming into the dim light revealing itself.

“The philosopher’s stone is really amazing, it can create things like this.”

The creature fully stepped into the light, it was a grotesque mix of animals, the front half of it was a lion, it's mane matted, the bottom of the mane covered in saliva, it's backend legs were that of an enlarged eagle and the rest of its body was that of a crocodile scales coming forth from the fur of the lion.

Edward sighed, rolling his eyes he placed his hands together and slapped them against the ground. Blue lighting grew from the ground, his red jacket flowing in the breeze as he stood up straight, his bladed staff following him up. Father Cornello gripped the bannister in anger “Transmutation without an alchemy circle! I guess state alchemist isn't just a fancy name, but that won't be enough!”.

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spookytastemakercolor · 1 year

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PAPA HIRO GO BRRRRR-

Father! Hiro x Kid! Reader

Yes yes yes, another Danganronpa post. As with the previous two it is a request for someone who will remain Anonymous unless they wish not to be, also for the sake of me being able to make dad head cannons on someone in a different format than my last head cannons post. Anywho hopefully you enjoy!

Warnings: Mention of bullying, some cursing, general kid behavior, single dad Hiro, FLUFF, some angst

Yasuhiro Hagakure

First things first. THE MAN KNOWS MAGIC!

Growing up would be a mix of when you visit your grandparents and they have the DVD movies and having another child in the house

He is the peak of humor and nobody can tell me otherwise!

Before going to school he definitely dropped a few F-bombs, scratch that, A FUCK TON OF F-BOMBS!

Food would be whatever he managed to salvage from his attempt of cooking or he asks Teruteru for help

" U-Ummmmmm little magician? Why are you covered in glitter and holding a water balloon? " You standing there smiling menacingly " I just was playing with Aunty toko! Can you hold still daddy? "

Personal show? You got it! He will do the rabbit in the hat trick all the way down to making himself vanish

To be honest, this man was terrified at first because you were a whole level of chaos he had yet to see

He doesn't know how to handle your rough housing very well with the others (especially Neku and toko)

Don't play hide and seek without him knowing, he breaks down crying and had everyone search everywhere last time to find you in a kitchen cabinet

" I'M A TERRIBLE DAD! I LOST THEM AND DON'T KNOW WHERE THEIR AAAAAATTTTTT!!!!!! " * Ishimaru giving him his 100th tissue * " Don't worry Hiro! We'll find them! " * giggling from within a cabinet * " Wait. . . . . . . ."

He will teach you if you want and will try to let you not quit unless he sees how much you struggle, he'll let you have a break or try teaching you again once your older

Every Christmas he makes it seem like he has to do the reappearing act to get your presents because, and I Quote, " Santa always carries a bag filled with dissapearing dust so he can never be seen, that's how we never get photos of him! "

Everyone has to chime in with hiro because he needs SEVERE help, clueless father

He tries giving you the best life he can no matter what

Can't👏Cook👏For👏His👏Life👏

Playgrounds are your worst enemy because everyone always circles him since he likes doing shows in public

Carnivals are Hiro's worst enemy because everyone in the carnival death glare him, All because he knows abit more than you and took your crowd away for a few minutes!

Definitely has a photo album of you growing up and you interacting with everyone else.

Your mother is a touchy subject since she was " A woman I loved with my whole heart even though I shouldn't have. . . . . " he will tell you about her though! The good parts at least.

SCHOOL! That was a big debate he had with himself because he originally wanted to homeschool you

When he puts you into school he gives one of the most strangest pep talks that sounds like he was saying it to himself

" Daddy, why are you crying? " " I'm fine little magician! Your gonna be fine in school, and make so many friends! " * Que the awkward convo *

Yeah, man cried like a bitch when you left for school the first few weeks

When he finds out your being bullied? 👏 CALL AN AMBULANCE BEFORE HE ARRIVES!

He is more than willing to throw hands with the parents while their kid watches someone hand them their ass!

I know it's outlandish to say he would throw hands but it's his kid, how can he not!

Parent teacher night are a double sided coin, he can either be chill the whole night while getting told how amazing you're doing or will be biding his time until you get home for a explanation on your behavior.

100% Bribes teachers that are complete assholes to pass you or tell them about Fuyuhiko.

" I'm sorry but I'm NOT going to- " * Fuyuhiko walks in * " So how high should I raise it! "

You and the school will beg him to join any school event that happens because he's both funny and entertaining for the kids

Can't help with homework!

" Hey dad what's- " " when did they add letters!?!?!?!? "

He is all and all a really fun dad, 10/10 for the scoring!

I hope y'all enjoyed that! I know it's short but most of my already made Post's are so I'll try and make them longer in the future!

#danganronpa #yasuhiro hagakure #yasuhiro x reader #headcanons #dad headcanons #tw cursing #fluff #some angst #tw bullying #kid reader

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fkinavocado · 1 year

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Um, Hi. This is random and personal.

There's this guy, who's significantly older than me. I just turned 21, he's 12 years older than me, 33. Might seem too much, but we work in the same place, I'm both in cllge + workin in promising publishing company, the same with his (his position is higher). We don't work in the same legislation, room, but see each other often.

I mean, I liked him at 1st sight, but since I'm shy and avoid ppl at all costs, I never and never thought about askin out or flirt or anything and it just went on.

Welllllll, yesterday he approached me, he kinda compliments my dressing, hand writing, ideas, saying I'm so well-spoken + have different aura (the fvck means???) whenever he sees me. We're not besties but like friends I'd say ~ so yeah approached me, not exactly so but I quote : Well *myname*, I tried to ignore and continue our friendship and we work in the same field, are a bit far away in age, but I simply can't focus now, I really and really like you a lot and I'd really like if we could grab a cup of coffee or four in some time after work. No pressure, I know I sometimes can be pushy but I really like you and I wanna just be closer to you." [Something like this]

Like do u think we'd be something, he is really sweet? Can he be considered as ped0???? I think definitely not but wanna hear others' perspective on this. Is th age gap too much¿¿¿

I'm sorry I sound dumb, eng isn't my mother language.

hey hun. he's definitely not p*do dhjdjjdjsjsjs you're legal in all states lmao. and 33 is honestly not that big of a deal at all i mean guys this age are just now maturing i would say (finally ☠️). he'a not old enough to be your father by any means, i personally would not consider it too big of an age gap but honestly it depends a lot on your own level of maturity. thinking back at how i was when i was 21 i could've definitely dated a 30 year old guy. for some though it could be too big of an age gap. the way you asked me if he was p*do lol kinda makes me think you're uncomfortable with it and think it's too big. then again, you did notice him too so there's definitely attraction there i would say.

usually i would be all for any kind of age gap if all parties are over 25. but again, i don't know you or him, so i can't really make a fair assessment

what do you wanna do?

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Ok again saying this as someone unfamiliar with the characters and ‘main ships’ of the fandom.

im guessing saizou/Ryoma for #1? This is based off of their supports being the only ones ive read and and bc of a fan translation i saw once. I know saizou’s a guard so maybe his clan served the royal family and thats his hereditary position (to serve the royal family) (and maybe he hung out w/ Ryoma in his youth? based off of your quotes underneath) It also might be another retainer of Ryoma ’s, i think his female retainer is an ex of his? But im kinda flying off the assumption the ship is mlm based off the pics. Also that its Ryoma related cause its the first one lol

#2 is m/f im guessing, could also be Ryoma and his ex retainer (can u tell i do not know any female characters outside of the royal families) Anyway the aesthethic seems very angsty, id say its a battle couple but thats every fe couple 😅

#3 genuinely no ideas, but i think its f/f. I like the herb and lights motif, its cool and feels like a very coherent aesthetic. Your hint talks abt compulsory heterosexuality so one of the characters was probably involved in an arranged marriage once

#4 f/f definitely royal and nohr. Kinda surprising to me, i mean wedding rings? Soon to be married in the fic? Good for them i think

#5, f/f dont think its royal but i wouldnt be surprised if some noblewoman was involved (see. emblem wax letter). I know a tiny bit abt the retainers, i think severa might be involved in this one bc the quotes are so feisty? maybe not feisty but the manner of speaking is harsher and self conscious. Kinda lost pairing wise but #5’s hint makes me go “aww’ when i think about it

#6 m/f Hoshido guy, maybe nohr girl (<- gender guess)? Bc of the clothing style and piano. Also do not know what the hint is referring to but the hoshidan might be another ninja guy? I think the one im thinking of is related to saizou?

Notes: ok i almost definitely lost which one Corrin’s in. i think she’ll get a love interest in the fic but maybe not? I feel like if either Ryoma or corrin get a partner then that means the other will probably get one too. Silas feels like a romancable guy to me (only knowledge of him is that hes super loyal to Corrin) or felicia? I think theyre both her most loyals (not necessarily in a slash/Corrin way, but they probably showed up on the list) i dont think lilith will get a love interest, at least not now, i think she has some inner turmoil she has to fix first. sorry for the lengthy ask lol

This ask is in relation to the Blood-Splattered Child Ship Aesthetic Guessing Game.

The fact that you're unfamiliar honestly is just part of the fun! The main ships of Fates can vary, but honestly they're majorly the royals amongst themselves lol. And no worries about long asks, I absolutely love them.

FOR #1:

You are correct in your answer that Ryoma is involved with this pairing and that it is an m/m pairing. The game also mentions that Saizo's position as retainer actually does seem to be at least somewhat hereditary. His father, Saizo the Fourth, served Ryoma's father, King Sumeragi. So your assertion about that part of the game without knowing it is totally correct! We don't know for sure if Ryoma and Saizo spent a lot of time together as children, but I always sort of headcanon that they did. The other retainer you're thinking of is Kagero, who is actually not Ryoma's ex but Saizo's. The two of them dated for awhile, but could not reconcile differences over their jobs, so they broke up. Still, Kagero remains one of the most popular choices of partners for Ryoma, as it gives his son Shiro his “canon” hair colour and makes him a strong fighter.

Overall, I would say you're hotter than you are colder, but I wouldn't say you're boiling.

FOR #2:

You are correct in seeing this as an m/f pairing that is a total battle couple. Once again, you are correct in your assertion that the pairing contains Ryoma. Yeah... I'm going to be playing with his relationships a fair bit in Blood-Splattered Child. I mean, c'mon. Romantic relationships are one of the biggest areas for abandonment anxiety to crop up, so in pulling Ryoma through his journey, it just makes sense to toy with them a bit (I promise there's no annoying love triangles though). You are also correct that there is applicable angst to this couple, in fact I believe my planned set up for them to have one of their major romantic moments is just dripping in heartwrenching angsty goodness.

You're very close with this one, but it's not fully reflective of Kagero. The second character in question is a bit more in touch with her femininity, while still being a capable fighter.

FOR #3:

You're correct in your assertion that this pairing is f/f. These characters have somewhat contrasting yet linked together aesthetic motifs, which made their board kind of fun to come up with. Neither of the characters were ever actually involved in an arranged marriage, though. But thank you for your compliments on the aesthetic! I paid extra attention to this one.

FOR #4:

You're half-right on this one. You're right that it's royal, and it does involve Nohr... but the pairing is actually only half Nohrian. I won't say for sure what the other half is, but it could be Hoshidan, Vallite, Ice Tribe, Wind Tribe, or Flame Tribe.

For this one I will also note:

Sometimes you have to fake a relationship to get those pesky advisors off your back, right? Is this a pairing born truly from love, or just a farse? Or is it a farse that turns to love?

FOR #5:

You're right on the money when it comes to this one being F/F. The classes of the two characters involved are quite prominently represented on the board in some places if that gives you any more of a hint. The pairing doesn't quite involve Severa, but does involve a character who has a similarly distinct physical characteristic. It also remains, at minimum, an at least half royal pairing.

You're colder on this one, but that is totally okay!

FOR #6:

I'm glad you picked up on the clothing styles being relevant! Nohr is involved in this one for sure. The piano was picked specifically for that purpose, actually. While growing up in Nohr, it is said that Corrin actually learned to play the piano, so I thought it made sense to highlight as something distinctly "Nohrian". It is overall a Hoshido/Nohr pairing as you guessed, but it's actually not m/f. The character you were thinking of, though, is named Kaze (called Suzukaze in the Japanese version) and is Saizo's younger twin brother.

Per your comment about Corrin, you're right to be confused. I actually didn't end up including Corrin's, because I'm still working out what I'm going to do with it. Accounting for the way Revelation ends, Corrin's presence in the fic is one of sort of... impermanence? She will appear many times, both at the beginning part and later on, but she's much more bouncy than the cast of characters that live in Hoshido. So while I do have characters in mind for a pairing with her, I don't know how much spotlight they will get, so I opted not to put hers in. Don’t want to bait any excited fans, right?

That being said, Silas and Felicia are both wonderful guesses. Silas remains my first choice husband when I play Fates, so I've grown quite fond of their relationship. M/M or M/F, that pairing is just good stuff. As for Felicia, I think she might be my favourite FE character ever and I love her with all my heart, so she's also a great choice in connection to her relationship with Corrin. I actually recently started working on another playthrough of Birthright since it's been awhile, and you'll never guess who my wife is (it's her, she's adorable)!

Also, you're totally right about Lilith. There is some other stuff going on with her, so there's no time for smooches right now.

Thanks so much for taking the time to guess!! I was a little worried that no one was interested in giving it a shot (which would've been okay, but I would've felt silly about it), so I truly and deeply appreciate it! Have a good rest of your day.

#lavandulatower999 asks #miscellaneous blood-splattered child content

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6, 8, 14, 16, 23, 25, 39, 51, 56, 71

Ooh ty for the ask !! <3 This one is so fun, I'm excited :D Thank u for sending so many also !! Okay, I'm putting this one under a readmore because it's quite long lol.

6. Do you have your work beta'd? How important is this to your process?

Okay, I've actually only had one of my works beta'd and that was the recent one I posted, The Bridges We Burn. I wrote this one for an event in the THG server I'm in, and this story has... I'll just say, one of the gnarliest injuries I've ever written, so I really wanted some extra eyes on it to make sure it read as I wanted to and also tied in with the themes I was writing about. Oh, and making sense from a medical standpoint LOL (one of my betas for that fic has knowledge in that area hjvfh).

In general though, I'm my own beta. Maybe I'll look into getting one for my next fic, but we'll see !

8. Do you prefer the beginning, middle, or end of a story?

Oooh... Writing or reading..? Hm either way, I don't know.. I do love opening scenes though, both reading and writing. And also ending scenes... And the middle is.. well you could do anything there HBJDH. I do also love coming back to the start of a story after finishing writing or reading, it's refreshing almost. But. Yeah, I don't really have a good answer for this one. I just love stories ;-;

14. How do you write emotional scenes? Do you ever feel what the characters feel? Do you draw from personal experiences?

Mannn I looooove emotional scenes !!! I think... making myself feel what the characters are feeling is part of the process for me. Maybe that's one of the reasons I like writing so much...? I don't know ! Also re: personal experience, hm. That's a hard one.. I think I have like. Personal experiences that I can sometimes vaguely apply to scenes I'm writing, just as a reference for certain emotions, but it's never like. Explicitly copy-pasted from that. I've never watched a human being get brutally murdered in front of me, so I just have to get creative on that front LOL. (Uh context for anyone unfamiliar - I write hunger games fics bvdbfh)

16. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Share one of them?

Oh lord.. So Many. I have a list in my personal discord server, it's... a Lot. Some of the main ones, I guess... I have some drafts for the events of what happened for both of Venatrix's parents' Games, since they're both Victors (different years). I also have a sequel to True Vengeance planned. I'm planning to rewrite the Victory Tour fic for 168th Games. And I'm also planning an SYOT for the 175th Games, where the Quell twist is Victors choose the tributes. :D

23. Best writing advice for other writers?

God, I say this so often but. Write for yourself !!! If you're not obsessed with what you're writing, then no one else is going to be ! And I'm not saying it's a sin to want feedback or praise or comments or kudos for your writing. I simply mean that, since You're the one writing, you damn well better love it. Gonna end this response with a quote from Mary Shelley about her novel Frankenstein (which I just read ahah) that really resonates with me:

"And now, once again, I bid my hideous progeny go forth and prosper." <3

25. What fic do you wish you got more of a response on?

Oooh.. Hm, well, I'll never say no to more responses for True Vengeance LOL. But I think for the moment, I'll have to plug The Bridges We Burn since it's my most recent project. I did just post it, and all at once, so it makes sense that it hasn't gotten much traction outside of the discord server yet!

39. Share a snippet from a WIP

Oh god a wip.. I haven't. Written anything for TrV in ages, but I do have one chapter in the backlog. ...Oh this one is fun (:

Growing up, there had only been one instance in which Venatrix truly felt terrified of her father. Before any of them were permitted to start training, their parents decreed it necessary to watch the entirety of their respective Games. Eight years old, he’d taken her down to the basement of their home, alone, and turned on the screen. She’d been excited at first, to find out what exactly made her dad a hero. It melted away with the fire.

:D totally normal family events.

51. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Ahaha... Total: 467,503. For just THG: 448,413

56. What’s something about your writing that you pride yourself on?

Oooh.. I think I write fighting and action scenes well. I know that's something that people often have trouble with, but I've been told I do a good job with it. And I enjoy reading back what I write generally. I also think like... my writing is very visceral, and it has to be because that's how I feel the stories. Idk. If I feel it in my chest, that's generally a good thing. Does that make sense? No? Yes. Yes it does.

71. When it comes to more complicated narratives, how do you keep track of outlines, characters, development, timeline, ect.?

Oh god.. question of the century lmaoo.. The only real example I have of this is True Vengeance (the fic stands at 250k rn) and its. Honestly a horrible example HJBVHBVFH. "How do you keep track of outlines" well first off my outline for this fucking fic is 130 pages I am really not who you should be asking BHVDHBFV. It's literally unusable, but on the bright side, being 253k into the fic means I know the characters and story like the back of my hand pretty much so that's good.

The outline was basically my original dumping grounds for any thoughts about the story that I wanted to include. Yes, there is an outline within the outline. Yes, I had to go through and reorganize the entire outline at one point for anything to make sense.

But yeah, story wise, that's where I'd put all the little details and then major details that I wanted to include. Right now though.. In my current fic document, I have a few notes under the sections where the remaining chapters are gonna go. So when I go to write those chaps, I'll see my notes down there (that I migrated over from the outline) that I need to make sure I include as I write.

Timeline is pretty straightforward since the story is linear. But I did make like.. a concise outline of the timeline of what's happening in the Games themselves by day, which was very helpful. I also have notes for each character to track the injuries they get and when (the comments function in gdocs is v helpful for that, I use it Frequently).

The development I guess is just. Idk... that's the meat of the story. Being aware of like. Where Venatrix's mindset has been during each part of the story has been pretty important. Since I write very closely to her character, that's basically where I get like.. the tone, I guess? It's been especially important as we saw her, uh, mcfreaking lose it last chapter so. That was fun. Like, the characters are naturally gonna be in a v different place at the end of the story versus at the beginning, and being aware of the steps it took to get there is. Good.

Ven isn't the only pov char of the story, and even w the characters that don't get povs here (like Mariposa and Dagmara and Percy in the case of TrV), it's important to be aware of where they're at and make sure they have agency outside of the pov char's head. So... yeah my main recommendation is to write everything down. Just Everything. But.. also ideally in a manner that's organized enough where you can reliably use it as a reference. And if the story changes as you go despite your outline, that's fine too ! Good even - it often means the characters are developing wills of their own and wanting to take the reins, and most of the time, you should let them.

Thank you again anon for the questions !!! Hope you enjoyed my rambling LOL

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geges · 3 years

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I hope this isn't too rude or assuming, but I also wanted to know, if u had any favorite moments in any media u've liked that you're okay with sharing? (just asking since this also appears to be a fandom(??) / anime(??) blog and if u're ok with answering something really offtopic)

ANON I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU…. I WOULD LOVE TO INFODUMP ABT MY INTERESTS. PLS. sadly yes i’m mostly a fandom/interests blog, mostly cnovels and manhua, so this ask is pretty on-topic for my blog. obligatory disclaimer a lot of these things have Problems and Issues so this isn’t me saying i am an uncritical fan of the media this is just a list of scenes that make me incredibly hhghgnnneennn. some of them made me cry in the chicken feed aisle in a Tractor’s Supply once and im still upset abt that one. a lot of these have spoilers for various cnovels so i put it under a cut :)

additional warning that um. there's a lot of mentioned death/suicide. most of these are characters dying honestly

so, Media Of All Time favourite scenes:

(tgcf) legitimately every scene with qi rong im not joking i go crazy over him. notable mention of that scene in the Final Battle with gu zi……….. i’m insane

(liu yao) um. i don’t remember the main character’s name. but yeah him dying <3 jiayou! that one drives me insane i read it like once a week

(nan chan) mr human magikarp fucking dying and jin ling just….. losing it

(nan chan) jin ling’s subsequent imprisonment and isolation :)

(nan chan) JIN LING MURDER SPREE!!!!!!!

(huang jin tai) yan xiaohan getting drugged and immediately going to stab himself so that he doesn’t “betray” fu shen

(qian qiu) yan wushi hiding shen qiao in that buddha statue and running off to die

(teio) THE FUCKING EARTHWORM CRYING. GOD

(teio) everything with bai ruoyao. i love him im so homophobic

(mo du) fei du suffering for five entire books straight

(mo du) that scene near the end where he has to grasp the trigger handhold and his Immense Certified Trauma kicks in

(mo du) luo wenzhou NOT pokemon evolving into a big red flag the second he got one glimpse past fei du’s walls. Like that man saw Fei Du: Genuinely Unwell Extraordinaire, and not only did he not jab fd with a horse tranq, he just went and made the man dinner. what the fuck

(twwtadsl) the betrayal scene <3

(tsomd) sui zhou almost dying for tang fan like 2302984 times but notable mention of the First Time when he tried to die for tang fan in the fight against the tomb guardian

(missing sect leader) wei jiangyue going “I JUST CANT STAND IT WHEN HE’S NOT ALRIGHT……………..”

(missing sect leader) wei jiangyue making a bet with ye you that hinges the fate of the world or whatever and his terms for if he wins. instead of using the chance to ask for something large. he asks yy to just tell him something. anything at all. just tell him something

(missing sect leader) wei jiangyue telling ye you he will die for him to repent for his father’s mistake but hiding the fact that his willingness to die for yy comes from his love for him, not his guilt

(missing sect leader) that scene where yy reveals his identity and wjy realises that no matter what he has to leave yy alone and cannot even approach him again. and just sinking in shame and regret to spend his entire lifetime in pain from the fact that his presence causes yy pain

(missing sect leader) in front of the entire jianghu. wei jiangyue giving himself up to the threat of being brutally killed be ye you if it meant yy was given some sort of closure. jesus christ i don’t even like this book this much and yy/wjy isn’t even canon why do they have so much on this list

(tong qian kan shi) the insect cave scene <3

(tqks) xuanmin closing his eyes as he is put through incredible pain and torture, being literally killed, in order for xue xian to enact his revenge against the great priest

(tqks) the great priest forcing xx to recognize that his revenge will also kill xuanmin as collateral, xx not recognising xuanmin, and xuanmin just. closing his eyes and accepting his death

(tqks) xuanmin using his last dying action to dig out his own bones and bury them under the mountains to free xue xian.

(tqks) xuanmin making his way over to the unconscious xue xian, kneeling in front of him (really falling lmao), and dying while never looking away from his face :)

(tqks) xx regaining his memories, remembering xuanmin, and looking up to see xuanmin laying dead in his arms. then feeling fear for the first time in his life. man. man. ok

(qqgk) “MY DEAR, IF I LEFT MYSELF BY YOUR EAR, WOULD YOU BE ABLE TO HEAR ME? MAY WE MEET AGAIN IN A WORLD WHERE THE SMOKE IS GONE” THIS QUOTE MAKES ME INSANE. IM INSANE. JESUS CHRIST

(qqgk) the recurring imagery of snow. the snow. its about. it’s about. The devotion. oh god

(hsav) xiao yuan trying to die like. 6 times for yan heqing. also xya being tortured to save yhq. and then him trying to kill himself earlier . and then him killing himself for real later to make life easier for yhq

(tgcf) just. everything honestly. the “i am god” scene. the getting demolished by a ridiculous amount of swords scene.

(wushuang) cui buqu in the maze trying to die for feng xiao

(wushuang) feng xiao in the maze trying to die for cui buqu

(zhongji lanyin) su qing almost dying under the cave-in

(zhongji lanyin) hu bugui protecting su qing from the thorns

(谁动了我的骨灰坛) jiang xichu seeing chen man kill herself and not being able to do anything about it. literally the only scene i care abt from that book i ate that shit up

okay typing this out made me realise there is a very noticeable theme here. well. i really like tragedy so honestly i don't know know what i expected from this. if i re-read all my favourite books i would probably be able to give you a list of scenes i loved that have legitimate literary importance, value, and beauty, but sadly i have the memory of a goldfish and cannot remember most plots unless im Actively Looking At Them. so instead here is a list of scenes that are all candidates for making me cry during my next visit to a Tractor's Supply. thank you sm for the ask im in love with you

#ask #anon

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Ok sei hai its me ur fanboy Lawllll i am here to scream about recall my fav jungwon smau of all time

if yawll havent read the new chapter pls ignore me im gonna spoil and Go crazy

SO I WAS LITERALLY DUMBFOUNDED PRETTY FUCKING DUMBFOUNDED I WENT CRAZY READING THE SCENARIOS GO FROM ONE TO ANOTHER LIKE oh My god

jungwon bae i thought we had Something special. but at the same time i do feel bad for him like all the things he did for yn (Bff blame mrs yang u r CATCHING these fucking hands dont test me bitch) but also i totally get yn's pov since it all seems like a lie to her ... man the both of them went through so much it makes me Feel bad

i love the way u characterize them LIKE words not even anything can express how much u impress and shock me every chapter u write you literally outdo yourself everytime sei no joke

but tbh i dont even know why mrs yang wanted to do that in the first place like damn woman u . Couldve talked it out w out using violence ... Silly goofy mrs yang she really had to push it onto rei too oh my god the pressure... i Genuinely have no comment on yuri just wanted to say shes a crazy lonely psychotic bitch characterized well

please this is a wholeass essay im crying not me working harder on sei essays than the ones in school #fanboying fr

BUT anyway Right as i was saying u literally made me feel every!!!emotion!!! shock, sadness, pity I dont even know anymore sei ^&%*&^%* pls ur just amazing i literally Love everything about your writing and i hope to be as good as u someday

thank you so much for writing recall i cant believe its almost ending,, will miss this so much <3 thank you for writing such good work sei we appreciate it sososo much!! appreciating it to the point i be rereading the chapters before the new one 💢💢 i will miss me looking at ur page everyday when a new update is posted huehue

much love sei!!!

SAI I SAW YOUR REBLOG TAGS AND YOU'RE ACTUALLY GONNA MAKE ME CRY ILYSM 😭😭😭😭💖

But yess jungwon really out here fooling everyone :/// can't really blame him bc it was his mother's set up but at the same time the boy wanted to bring this whole ass fraud to the grave with him 💀 like boy didn't mind this shit ://// but yes, yn's pov is so valid bc what can she even believe now?? She just found out her whole as crush was fooling the quote school :( how does she know he's not fooling around with her too ;_;

UQFAHAG SAI NAURR THANK YOU FOR LOVING MY BS WRITING, I PROMISE I'LL DO BETTER IN THE FUTURE PLS BELIEVE ME QRAHAGA

But yeah Mrs. Yang really did that to rei :"(( like honestly I feel bad for her too bc what was she supposed to do?? I mean it's her father we're talking abt after all 😭 but yeah Yuri insane arc, Mrs. Yang jail arc 💀💀💀💀

Naurr I appreciate YOU SM LIKE 🥺🥺🥺 🥺 and It's finally the weekend tmr so I'm excited to read your won fic hohOho,,, I love the premise sm like??? IT SOUNDS SO GOOD⁉️⁉️🤩 but yess, recall is ending and I hope you'll enjoy it ❗ilyyy

#BFF ISTG YOU MAKE MY DAY #LIKE HELLO YOU'RE ACTUALLY THE SWEETEST⁉️⁉️⁉️#also if you see @/jaeyunluv reblogging your work tmr thats me HOHO #sai ☆#jungwonize asks ♡#mutuals ଘ(੭˃ᴗ˂)੭ #— recall 𐀔

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A/N: love, i didn't even HAVE a rules post when i got this ask. i found this little story buried in the little nooks and crannies in my very disorganized fanfiction google docs ahaha. this is going to be a series okay? i can't fit everything in one fic but i LOVE you're prompt :)

Since the moment he’d entered the apartment, you were interested.

Well... interested was an understatement.

A big one.

You had rushed to the door like you always did when your dad finally got home, ready to give the dark-haired teacher a huge hug, a kiss on his scruffy cheek, and a ‘Welcome back pops!’ but instead, you’d stopped in your tracks, greeting dying on your lips as the hottest boy you’d ever laid eyes on came through the door instead.

His lilac-tinted eyes locked onto yours before he had crossed the threshold and their hypnotic shade had you rooted to the spot until Aizawa gave you a scratchy kiss on the forehead and a light squeeze before introducing you to his quote on quote “... quote on quote apprentice, Hitoshi Shinso. I brought him so we could practice his aerial building travel.”

You nodded, suddenly shy. “U-Uh um c-cool.”

You smile slightly, giving him a thumbs-up, “I-I’ll start dinner. Anything you want?”

“Forget that,” Aizawa groaned, stretching his calf on the window sill, “Order a pizza. Shinso is staying.”

With that, he climbed out the window and up the fire escape to the roof.

Now you were alone with the indigo-haired, indigo-eyed boy. As you turned to grab your phone, you notice he had arms like that of a statue; bulky, yet toned biceps lead up to thick, broad shoulders that made you blush as you searched for a suitable pizza company to order from. He looked extremely tired; dark circles that could rival your father’s had carved themselves a home above his cheekbones.

You could see the defined chest and abdomen through his black tank top as he searched through his duffle bag for his gloves and capture weapon, not totally oblivious to the fact that you were completely zoned out and greedily drinking in his immense masculine beauty.

“Kiyoko’s.” He said, tugging a glove on.

“Wh-What?” You squeak, starting from your trance.

“Kiyoko’s pizza. It’s close by and they have a really good stuffed crust.” He murmured, tightening the straps on his boots.

“Oh.” You respond, tapping on the link and looking at their page, “I wouldn’t know. Pops never lets me order fast food. You want anything specific?”

“I’ll eat whatever, just no mushrooms. Those are literally the bane of my existence.” He responds flatly, rolling his neck and turning his head to the open window to hide his own rosy blush.

You were so fucking cute… how was someone so breathtaking related to Shota Aizawa of all people?

As soon as he hopped out onto the rusty fire escape, you followed and stuck your head out the window before they completely disappeared into the night, “Don’t fall.” You call up to them.

Aizawa peeks over the edge and Shinsou looks down at you.

“I won’t let him.” Your father chuckles, “We’ll be back in a few hours.”

You nod and smile, retreating back into the house and shutting the window. Then you grab your phone and disappear into your room to finish your homework.

Not twenty minutes later, you heard a thump and a frantic knocking on the window. Sensing the urgency, you shot up from your seat on the couch and rushed to open the window.

Aizawa squeezed into the room, Shinso’s limp body in his arms.

“Pops-?” “Quirk. Now.” He rasped, laying his student on the floor and tearing away the remainder of his blood-soaked shirt, revealing a deep cut extending from the curve of his right collarbone to the base of his sternum.

Blood poured from the wound and began to puddle on the floor under him.

You were frozen in place as your stomach twisted at the sight of it all.

“Y/N!”

“S-Sorry!” You whimper and quickly kneel down and place your hands a few inches over the wound and activate your quirk. You and your father watched as the wound sucked blood back into itself and the muscle and tissue fibers re-wove themselves together until all that remained was an almost invisible scar in its place.

All of that studying with Recovery Girl had definitely paid off.

You sat back on your heels, sighing with relief.

Aizawa lifted Shinsou out of his mess of blood on the floor and onto the couch. You watched as he checked the boy’s pulse, then also breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up at your trembling form and held his arms out and you let out a choked cry and fell into your father’s embrace.

“I’m proud of you.” He stated, stroking your head, “You did well under pressure and saved his life.”

He squeezed your hands.

“But how?” You whimpered, “That was really serious, what were you guys doing?”

“We were only a few buildings away. Shinso didn’t wrap his capture weapon well enough and it came loose. Something on the side of the building cut him open before I could get him.”

You sighed and looked at the boy’s face which had become even paler than before he lost blood.

“He needs to be warm.” You huff, standing up and retrieving a thick blanket from the closet and spreading it out over his shirtless body before sitting back down with your father.

“Did you order the pizza?” He asked softly, rubbing your back gently.

You were still trembling. It was hardly noticeable but he noted every little fidget you made with your hands and the hem of your big sweatshirt.

“Yeah I did. He told me to order from this place called ‘Kiyoko’s’. I didn’t think you’d mind something new.” You whispered, pushing some stray hair out of your face, orbs still trained on the motionless body before you.

“That’s good.” Aizawa agreed, “He’ll have something familiar to wake up to.”

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Hi, May! This is your bnha secret santa. <3 I wanted to try and get to know you better so I can make you something super lovely. I'm going based on the info you gave the admins, so I'm wondering... What are the aspects of Touya that you most enjoy? Any quotes, songs or specific lyrics that make you think of him? Or the Todoroki siblings as a whole (be it just Touya & Shoto, or all of them)? And for MiriTama, what made you feel appealed to them? I hope you're having a wonderful day! 🤗💗

HELLO DEAR SANTA!! its a plesure to meet see u akfjahsjkahs ahh thats is very lovely of uuu!! ill make it in topics so it doesnt get too confused:

touya: at first, it was the mystery; i like mysterious characters, the cool vibes and 'wth is going on their minds..... who is them... what is the deal with them' so, before the identity reveal, i liked that! i also love the fire element, its warm and powerful?! his design helped a lot too, the scars and his hands 😳 i know he's very messed up but nice aesthetic 😳 when the 'dabi is a todoroki' theory started getting more popular, i was super excited akgjshkgah i started paying more attention to the hints, and that chapter where he reveals his identity to hawks i was like OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS SOMETHING!!!!!!!!!! i remember thinking i would be pretty sad if he wasnt touya akghsjgh chapter 290 saved my life, i was so depressed that got me back to the fandom and to life :') his dramatic reveal!!!! it stills give me goosebumps!! i love the lov headcanons, how he is like a protective older brother to toga, how he cares about his mates, and the headcanon that he is a caring brother and cares about fuyumi, natsu and shouto, despite everything! i love some arts that shows he caming home and seeing his mom, hugging her... and also THIS FANART HERE!! so yeah, he had a very messed up childhood, so many expectations were on him, he has a lot of trauma and he turned out to be the way he is now... i want to see if he will get a redemption, or if he will succeed in his revenge, what will happen from now.

todoroki sibs: i love them, i love how fuyumi is trying to get her family back together, how she does her best to be there for them and still hopes for the best to happen; natsu and shouto's feelings are valid too, all of them suffered so much and they are reacting in different ways, but there is no right or wrong way to react (am i making any sense here?) i love the lesbian!fuyumi headcanon, protective older brother touya, touya and shouto fanon dynamics kajghaskjgha !!! they protect each other, they love each other, they will be there for each other, they will get their revenge on their father together.

miritama: ahhh childhood besties!! the way they care for each other is everything, how tamaki admires and genuine loves mirio, who is the sun to him!! and mirio called tamaki suneater 👀 tamaki blushing when he is around mirio in the flashbacks jkaghjksh also the 'you are better than you think you are' trope !!!! and opposites attract!!! kajghasjkh i love them sm i want them to be happy and hug a lot

this got bigger than i expected help, i hope i didnt scare u with my giant text akjghsjkgha i hope youre also having a great day!!! take care, dear santa! cant wait to meet u better

#boku no secret santa #answered #anonymous #miritama #touya todoroki

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love101imagines · 4 years

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Bad idea

request: Can u write a fic w Sinan, having a secret crush on Kerem's sister, so Eda, isik and Osman find a way to distract kerem to leave the two alone. your last imagine was very good, I loved it.

tag list: @peraltwolf @zaynlikfalls @wwafangirld

(a/n): these two hate each other so much, I found it hilarious and so ironic if Sinan ended up falling for Kerem’s younger sister, that would be like the tip of the iceberg and the rest just helped that mess to be created.

In a household where your mother expected you to be a dutiful and charming daughter and your father acted like an emotionless soldier, it wasn't a surprise that you were the only one for Kerem.

It was with small things, like patching him up after the many fights that you told him to stop or calming him down after your father's patronizing comments. And he would do the same whenever you would get frustrated with your mother for not hearing you or telling you to act more like a lady.

That was why you two were always for each other, hence the reason you were going to one of his classmates' house after he almost got expelled.

Truth be told, you had a lot of experience in that topic. After all, you had been expelled a few months before from an all-girls' school, making your parents send you to your brother's school.

While he knocked loudly on the door, you bit down on your lower lip to avoid laughing. "Can't believe you're getting expelled now."

He only rolled his eyes before going inside, bumping his shoulder against the boy who had opened the door. "Let's talk about whatever we need to talk."

While the other boy glared at him, you stepped inside. "I'm (Y/N), nice to meet you." You introduced yourself politely, wanting to make up for your brother so you two wouldn’t get kicked out.

That was the first time you had ever talked to Sinan. You had seen him a few times in the hallways, but since you weren't in the same year you didn't share any classes.

Before he could reply, his eyes looking up and down at you in a not so subtle way, another girl entered the house. "Move." She ordered him.

You only gave him a side smile before seating down, wanting to get everything over with so your brother wouldn't get expelled too.

That night you got to know the rest of your new friends. While Kerem found himself interested in Eda, you couldn't tell him that you found yourself staring at Sinan most times when nobody else noticed. You couldn’t tell him specially for how they seemed to dislike each other so much.

Sinan didn't do much to show that he cared, he mocked Kerem every now and then and you usually ended up being the one who calmed things down.

“There’s also this, “That’s how my father used to do it”.” Sinan continued with his rant after school while you tried to convince Işik to come to the rock concert.

“That one is about manners.” Kerem shot back.

Sinan, standing next to you, rolled his eyes. “No, I interpret it as, “I’m a moron. I don’t have my ideas”.”

“Dude, I swear...” Your brother started.

“Kerem.” You warned, standing in front of Sinan so your brother wouldn’t cause a fight.

“Calm down.” Osman tried, pulling him back slightly.

Once he calmed down, you took a sip of your ayran before you shrugged. “I don’t think you’re right.”

Sinan looked at you raising his brows, probably a bit surprised by your attitude. You weren’t annoyed by him, but you still wouldn’t allow him to act that way with the rest.

“Oh, yeah?” He asked emotionless while you bumped your shoulder into his in a teasing way.

“Yeah, well, we all got the same shit taught as kids.” You wiped your mouth with the back of your hand. “If you don’t have anything nice to say, then you shut the fuck up.” You quoted with a smug smile.

He scoffed. “So that’s your life motto.”

“Better than tearing people down.” You replied like it was obvious.

He swallowed hard, clearly confused about why you hadn’t gotten annoyed at him like the rest but still contradicted him with good arguments, different from Kerem. Or at least, that seemed to him. “Even if you have to lie to them?” He continued, trying to get another reaction from you.

“It’s not like being kind will kill you, unlike that hatred that you’re harboring.” You explained, finally making eye contact with him once you finished your lunch.

You two continued like that for a few seconds, the rest oblivious that you had stopped bickering. While you bit the inside of your cheek to avoid blushing, you felt something weird inside of you as you watched Sinan’s face softening, not as frustrated as before.

Before you could think anything about that, Kerem cleared his throat. “Yeah, don’t even think about it.”

“Kerem!” You complained while your brother only shook his head and pulled your arm to stand next to him.

“You’re not going to bother my little sister too.” He announced while you sighed exasperatedly.

You glanced at Sinan, his jaw slightly clenched as he looked away, cheeks slightly pink.

You already knew that if you had an older brother, things with boys would be hard. Having Kerem as an older brother only made things 10 times harder. He wouldn’t let any boy even glance in your direction because of how protective he was.

Not once in his life did he ever turn a blind eye in your direction, and any boy that ever made you a mean comment or made you cry, left with a black eye once he found out.

It didn’t exactly help that he absolutely hated Sinan and how he always mocked him acting like he was more intelligent.

But still, you didn’t have to worry much about it. You didn’t even have a crush on Sinan, you weren’t only hanging out with him to help Kerem avoid being expelled. That’s what you continued saying to yourself whenever your mind went back to the boy.

“You’re too young to go on dates.”

You scoffed, almost stopping in your tracks while Kerem only continued walking towards the school. “Are you kidding me? I’m turning seventeen in a few months, you’re only one year older.”

“But I’m older.” He replied like a fact.

“Yeah, well, I don’t care.” You said sarcastically, stopping at a red light, mentally cursing your parents for not giving you a ride to school, saying that you were old enough now. “Besides, when did I ever say anything about dating? I only told you that you don't need to watch out for me all the time.” You tried to change the topic of the discussion.

He rolled his eyes at you. “Don’t act dumb. I’ve seen how he looks at you.”

“He?” You asked furrowing your brows. “Who’s he?”

Kerem only clicked his tongue as you two stopped in front of the school building. Before he could even answer, Sinan arrived with Osman. You would have to ask him later about that.

“What’s up?” Eda greeted you.

While you fixed your tie a bit, you didn’t notice Eda nudging Osman and clearing her throat.

“Kerem, we um...we need you to...” The girl trailed off.

“To talk with Coach Altuna.” Osman added. “Yes, we need you to talk to him.”

Your brother only shrugged. “Fine.”

When he didn’t even move, Eda sighed. “Now, go.” She ordered him, grabbing his arm pulling him with her.

Before he left, he turned to you one last time. “We’ll finish talking later.

“Yeah, yeah.” You brushed him off, clearly not concerned.

While you leaned against the railings behind you, Işik fumbled with her hands. “I um, I have to speak with Miss Ayse.”

“And I have to make some calls.” Osman said.

It only took them two seconds to leave, leaving you and Sinan alone. You pursued your lips into a line, dropping your bag as you took a sharp breath.

“And then there were two.” You mumbled.

Sinan didn’t answer, only moving to stand next to you and leaning against the wall.

You raised a brow at him, subconsciously fumbling with your hands. “Aren’t you going to leave too?”

He swallowed, shaking his head before looking at the ground. However, he looked at you once you started talking again.

“They left you here with me because they don’t like me, right?”

“What?” He blurted out.

You didn’t notice his incredulous look, so you only continued with your rant. “It’s obvious, they must think I’m only Kerem’s annoying and clingy sister and only hang out with me because I’m new and I don’t know anybody. You don’t have to lie to me, I’m sure they pity me or something, that has to be the only reason they hang out with me.”

“That’s bullshit.” He interrupted you. You finally looked at him, your eyes meeting as he continued. “We aren’t an exclusive club or some shit like that, but you’re part of us.” He explained.

You remained silent for a while, a small smile appearing on your face because of what he had admitted. “Thanks.” You mumbled.

He only gave you another small smile before you picked up your bag and grabbed his arm. “What are you doing?”

“I say we skip school.” You thought out loud. “I’m sure they won’t come back and they already left us. Besides, you really want to class now? Last time you went to the infirmary to sleep.”

“Why shouldn’t I go and sleep now?” He asked even if he didn’t want to.

You smirked. “Because I’m more fun to hang out with. I’m the better sibling, you’ll like me, you’ll see.”

He sighed, slowly picking up his bag and jacket before following you while you grinned. “You’re a bit handful even if you’re younger, I can see why you were expelled.”

“Fuck off.”

Kerem was furious with everything. You tried to hide it pretty well, after all, it wasn’t like you two were dating. You were only friends who were slowly growing closer, just like any friendship.

But still, Kerem noticed every smile, every flirtatious push, every teasing comment that had another meaning, and how you two always stood close to each other.

It was the next days when things started being weird.

“Uf, I’m so hungry. Can we go and buy something to eat?” You asked leaving your umbrella on the ground.

You all had convinced Miss Burcu to work alongside Coach Kemal, and the plan seemed to be going smoothly, which made you proud.

Once you gave Sinan, who was standing next to you, your best puppy eyes to convince him, he nodded, a faint smile on his face that made you cheer on your inside.

“We’ll all go,” Kerem added, glaring at Sinan which made you sigh.

Still, while Işik shifted in uneasiness, she glanced at Eda to do something.

“Kerem, I need your help with something,” Eda said all of a sudden dropping her red umbrella on the floor.

As soon as Eda said that, your brother nodded. You only rolled your eyes with a small smile on your face, amused with how he was acting like a lost puppy.

“I have to see something about a few debts, sorry.” Osman announced before leaving as well, a not so subtle smirk on his face that made you furrow your brows.

Isik grinned. “Osman, I’ll come with you! I have to go to the library. We’ll be back in a while. You two go and have lunch. Bye!”

“See ya.” You mumbled still confused while stretching your arms.

You glanced at Sinan, the only one who didn’t even move an inch from his place. His hands still fumbled with the piece of white paper everybody had already left on the ground, his eyes looking everywhere but you.

You judged him with your elbow. “Hey, I’m starving.” You said with a soft smile as he finally looked at you.

He thought about it for a moment before leaving the paper on the ground and walking alongside you. “Fine, let’s eat.”

Once you two bought some döner kebab, you sat on a bench nearby school, your legs crossed and knees touching.

“Thanks for not being that much of a dick to Kerem the last days.” You mumbled, voice slightly muffled because of your food.

He shrugged like it wasn’t such a big deal. “Maybe you were right after all. The whole kindness thing.” He explained before taking a bite of his food.

You fake gasped. “Don’t tell me I managed to change your mind.”

He bumped his shoulder into yours while you only chuckled, taking a sip from your soda. Forgetting about everything, about your friends, your brother, and your classes, you only focused on the boy and the many shops in front of you.

“Why were you expelled?” He asked curiously. “From your former school, I mean.”

You doubted for a moment, your hands playing with the paper your food was wrapped in before you let out a breath.

“It was because of my grades.” You started slowly. “It was a very strict school and a lot of pressure so I didn’t do that well in tests. Truth be told, I wasn’t really expelled because my parents changed me before everything happened, but they had to pay a lot for me to be allowed here. Ugh, they were so mad that their daughter was such a dumbass.” You said sarcastically, slumping in your seat.

“I don’t think you’re dumb.” He said quietly. “I’m not saying you’re a genius, and high school grades don’t show our intelligence and only work for a system in which we’re classified into different...” He started with his rant a bit nervous to change the subject.

You sighed loudly. “Ah, Sinan, I like you but shut up.”

“What?” He blurted out with his eyes widened.

You didn’t even move to pick up your bag you had dropped on the ground, too shocked with what had just slipped out. Now, he had to be sure that you were absolutely dumb.

“Um, yeah...” You started awkwardly. “I...I like you.” You admitted, carefully reading his expression.

He raised his brows, a smile appearing on his face after a few seconds. “Really?”

“Yes, I do.” You repeated yourself, now a bit more confident.

You finally connected the dots on the many occasions the rest had dragged Kerem away, leaving the two of you alone. As his hand slipped in yours, you smiled at him before you remembered something.

“We can’t tell Kerem.” You said completely serious while he only furrowed his brows. “I mean it, he’s going to break your arm if he finds out. I promise I’ll tell him when the time’s right.”

After sighing, Sinan nodded. “Alright. He certainly won’t be happy that I’m with his little sister.”

You chuckled, playfully bumping your shoulders into his. “Slow down, you haven’t asked me yet to be your girlfriend.”

As he rolled his eyes and pushed you too, you smiled. Things would be hard with Kerem, but you would manage to convince him that you really liked Sinan. Or at least, that’s what you thought while you intertwined your fingers.

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