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tarotwithdanise · 1 year

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10 reasons why you should love yourself

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꒰⠀from left to right ; intuitively choose the pile your mind, heart and soul desire for. if you are having trouble choosing the right pile for you, here’s some tips you can do ; (1) take a deep breath (2) close your eyes (3) ask guidance from your guides (4) finally open your eyes and you can choose the right pile for you by the guidance you ask from your guides. if you are still having trouble by choosing the right pile for you let me know because i am willing to help and guide you.

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Pile one

You don't take bullsh*t from others.

Your opinion is way more matters for you rather than other people opinion of you now.

You are good at dancing.

You are highly connected to divine and spiritual realm.

You have a strong fighting spirit.

Cutting people off for you is like as if you were cutting a paper pad. Too easy.

You've got a brightest smile and pretty hands.

You prefer few friends rather than a bunch of friends who are just fake and plastic. Quality over quantity.

You always want to grow and learn from your mistakes.

You are brutally honest person.

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Pile two

You are good with arts, crafting, sewing, music or painting.

You are unique, feels like a weirdo from everyone else. (aquarius?)

You prefer old fashion rather than to keep up with the trends.

You have a peaceful and positive mindset.

You have a nice thighs.

You are passionate and hardworking about your work.

You always stay focus at your project, seems like you are perfectionist individual.

You are a great listener and advisor, probably someone who is there for everyone. A friend that can rely on with.

You are good at reading and observing people.

You are quite person but d*adly scary.

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Pile three

You love taking care of yourself, you prepare for your daily healthy foods and keep yourself hydrated everytime.

You are good at guiding other's, someone who can be a teacher, tarot reader or a leader itself.

You have a high respect for people especially for your parents.

Many people love you online or in real life.

You are grateful that God give and provide your everyday life. You are thankful that God has given you another chance to live again, to prove and improve yourself.

You love the sound of rain while reading your favorite book.

You like reading newspapers even though through online sites and watching documentaries.

The fears you are fearing before, you can deal with them now.

You are creative human, there's something new up and something incredible happening to your mind 24/7.

You finally learn how to say ‘no’ with those things and someone that you think won't serve you. You rather be hated for who you truly are rather than to be someone else who faked everything.

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Pile four

You are soft-hearted individual.

You have a sexy body.

You have this mindset - it's okay to cry then start to fight again for tomorrow and for your future.

You are determined and doesn't give up easily.

You know how to pampered yourself when you have money.

Even though you doesn't seems see yourself as a good leader atleast you always perceived yourself as great team player.

You know how to handle and organize your own time and things.

You think your ship doesn't yet come to the shore and so, you knew there's a lot of lessons for you to uncover in this lifetime.

You are someone who know themselves well, someone who knew that they have strengths, weakness, positive and negative traits about themselves. In short, you accept your own flaws.

You have a strong faith.

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Pile five

You are lucky and grateful about your life and about yourself.

You are kind to yourself and to others.

You are lovable individual, partner, son/daughter and best friend.

Type of person is not easy to get fooled and scammed.

You know how to discipline yourself about something or someone.

You can deal with your personal issues alone without the help of others. Maybe sometimes when you badly needed it.

You have this quote ‘loving yourself first before loving others’.

You know how to have fun and you know how to joke around with other people. You have a jolly and positive energy.

You have a perfect eyebrows?like even though you don't casually wear brows pencil.

You only have you in this world and you have your family.

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Pile six

You have unpredictable nature, that may lots of people wonder what were you thinking.

You are very secretive and mysterious individual.

You look good in every outfits and styles you wear.

You know how to forgive and forget others. But you don't give chances.

You have a great story and will, to share with people.

You have a beautiful and graceful ; soul, body and mind.

You know how to celebrate your own victory. You are happy in small things.

You are generous individual.

You usually have a good music and artist taste.

You know how to defend yourself in a bad situation.

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cozymoko · 1 year

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Tw EATING DISORDER

what would the sakamakis+tsukanamis do when they realize their s/o is developing an eating disorder?

S/O WITH EATING DISORDER — SAKAMAKI

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Pairing: Sakamaki Brothers x gn! reader

Format: Headcanons

WARNING(S): eating disorder, force feeding, insensitive comments

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SHU SAKAMAKI

Though not the most well-informed, he's far from being an idiot. He was already suspicious when you either faked eating during dinner or attempted to force the food down your throat. It was painfully evident. And when he found you bent over a toilet, retching out the remains, that was all the proof he needed.

Shu can't force you to do anything and he's aware of that, but he will still encourage you to do so. Frankly, he'd rather not have you starve to death due to your own stubbornness. Shu will follow you to hell and then bring you right back. He'll even try to play therapist and listen to what kick-started your god-awful eating habits.

“Haah, what a piece of work. You must really want to give me a heart attack, hm? Learn to rely on me, don't make me worry so much next time.”

REIJI SAKAMAKI

Out of all his brothers, Reiji will be the most understanding. Most of the Sakamaki has very limited knowledge involving the human body but he does not. After plunging his head in many books on the matter, that much should be clear. Thus it's likely you won't have too much trouble confining in him because of that.

There's no need for you to go hungry in any way while living in the manor. Despite how annoyed he may come off, Reiji is willing to go through all the potential solutions to lessen this burden on you. However, he does still remain the same in some aspects, threatening to punish you if you don't put forth some effort to eat.

“I've noticed your eating habits have become rather strange. Very well, I will create a new diet for you to regain your strength. It would be best that you follow it.”

AYATO SAKAMAKI

Unfortunately, he's pretty insensitive to things like this. He has no knowledge of mental health (though having plenty of his own) so Ayato won't try to act as he does. He'll probably say something terribly ignorant or even try to shove food down your throat, then turn around and wonder why you're so pissed at him.

It will take someone to smack some sense into him so he understands the severity of it. Even then he lacks the sentiments to truly comprehend what you're going through. But realistically, he'll probably push it off onto Reiji in the end. Of course, he cares, but such a "detailed" condition isn't his forte.

“Geez, just how long were you planning on keeping this from me? You belong to 'yours truly', and it'd be such a pain if you get any weaker. So rely on me, got it!”

KANATO SAKAMAKI

This is the last person I'd want to be stuck with in a situation like this. He's an absolute idiot on things like this, hands down. (I hate Kanato) In his mind, dolls don't have to eat so you must be perfectly fine, right? Expect you aren't a doll, nor a vampire at that so, of course, you need to eat.

As the days go by you grow noticbly weaker with no desire to do anything but wallow in your despair. Only then did he begin to take things seriously. The triplet has the most insufficient approach ever, it's not even comforting. Kanato will attempt to feed you and then get mad when you reject it. Despite his apparent concern, I highly doubt it'd make up for his thoughtlessness.

“You've grown so weak...Uu...why won't you talk to me? Uu...Don't you care for my feelings? I won't allow you to die on me; you can't leave me! I'll make sure of it!”

LAITO SAKAMAKI

He knows what an eating disorder is as Laito's been with his fair share of women. But that doesn't mean he's educated on the matter. Laito notices your standoffish demeanor right away, carefully eyeing you as he immediately puts two and two together. Yet, he won't act on it until he can find the root of your eating disorder. After all, we must start from the source~!

It'd be a shame if his favorite toy grew terribly ill so he offers to help you. Spending several hours arranging a new diet for you, feeding you small portions, and certainly boosting your confidence in the late hours of the night. Though he doesn't show it, Laito truly cares for your well-being and will do just about anything to ensure your recovery.

“You've been looking at your reflection for quite some time, little bitch. Have I not been tending to you enough~? Fufu, that won't do! Shall I fix that for you~?”

SUBARU SAKAMAKI

Once he found out about your eating disorder, Subaru loses it. His anger is in some way directed at you for not telling him; but also at himself for being so clueless about it. As you'd expect, his first course of action is intimidating you into eating, but a quiet whimper will stop him dead in his tracks. This calls for a different approach.

Subaru looks to Reiji for guidance, which comes as no shock. The vampire is in no place to be taking care of a human in any mental aspect, regardless of them being his lover. Even with this newfound information, it will do very little to decrease his snappiness towards you. But he's just worried and sure as hell doesn't wanna lose you!

“Don't push yourself too much, alright? Tch, 'worried?', it's not like that so shut up, damnit! I just...don't want you to leave me in the dark anymore...”

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cathyun · 1 year

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when you're upset

pairing: ot5 (separate) x reader genre: fluff, comfort wc: 0.9k warnings: food mentions, reader is upset summary: different ways on how they show their love for you on days when you're upset.

🦊 yeonjun !

Spoiling you.

Yeonjun is probably the type to spoil you and treat you like royalty. So the moment he found out you were feeling down, he'd drop everything he was doing, rushing to buy your comfort foods on the nearest store. You are his number one priority, you're on top of everything he does so he'd do anything in his power to cheer you up no matter how busy his schedule is. He'd also play a movie you adore and you'd both watch it while cuddling in your warm bed, with different types of food in front of you. By the end of the movie your head would be resting on his chest, listening to the sound of his beating heart, his hands gently playing with your hair. You probably fell asleep in that position too, mainly because you feel safe around him. He'd only admire at you, gaze filled with undying love matched with a smile that says a thousand words, before making himself comfortable and sleeping with you. You're bound to feel lighter sooner or later bc your favorite person is next to you. That's just the Yeonjun effect <3

🐰 soobin !

Holding you close.

As a leader, Soobin is really quick to notice even the smallest details, so it wasn't a surprise when he immediately found out that you're sad. He likes to show that he cares through his actions, so the first thing he would probably do is hold you close — not in the overbearing way though, he would always make sure that you were comfortable enough before initiating anything with you. When he noticed you weren't feeling great, he'd be testing the waters first before his hands would be all over you, gently rubbing your back and making you feel safe against his arms. He's the perfect person for cuddles, specially since he's tall. He doesn't pressure you to talk about what happened. Instead, he'd wait until you're ready to open up and he would glady offer advices or just listen to what you say in general — whatever you prefer, he's willing to do. Overall, he's the most bf ever and he loves you to the core :)

🐻 beomgyu !

Singing for you.

We all know that although Beomgyu is often loud and funny, he is also quiet and in tune with his emotions. Which is why, I think he would see through your facade and think of a way to cheer you up immediately. There's no better way to do that than singing for you. He thinks that he's no good with words and hopes he could deliver his concern through the song he'll sing. Both of you were probably in your bedroom, laying down, until he surprises you by standing up and taking his guitar. You sit in silence, listening and watching as he softly strums on his guitar. You'd notice how familiar it sounds like, it wasn't until he starts singing when you come to a realization that he's singing your favorite song. Every word is said with so much gentleness, and you just immediately know that this is his way of telling you that he's here for you. Always. Whether that would be through songs or words, he would always be there for you. You tackle him in a hug afterwards, making a mental note to give him many compliments about his singing voice later on ♡

🐿️ taehyun !

Taking care of you.

There are moments when you feel too upset, too drained, to do anything. It's usually moments like this that you can't take care of yourself, because even feeding yourself felt like a chore and not a routine to keep your body healthy. But it's also moments like this that you're glad to have your own Taehyun. Taehyun would notice this almost immediately, the way you barely get up from your bed and feeling tired from doing the most simple thing. No need to worry because he'd gladly help you with everything. Feel too depressed to feed yourself? He already did your grocery for you and is on his way to cook your favorite food. Feel too drained to bath yourself? He's now preparing a warm bath for you, he'd even help you shower if you really wanted — hands massaging your scalp and back gently, while you lean to his touch. Feel too tired to do anything? That's fine, too. He's willing to lay with you in silence if that's what you truly wanted. He's always one call away <3

🐧 hyuka !

Muttering sweet words to you.

Just like the rest of txt, Kai would notice almost immediately. He'd be so heartbroken at the sight of you being so down, which is why he is quick to come up with ways on how to make you feel better again. Whatever you were doing, as soon as he detects your mood, his hands would be cupping your face which succeeds in capturing your attention. You'd look at him in confusion, but he only looks back with fondness in his eyes. He'd suprise you again when he suddenly says, "It's okay to feel down." Then he pecks your lips, backs away and speaks again. "I'll always be here for you." Pecks you again, backs away and tells you another set of encouragement. "You can tell me anything and I'd be willing to listen." This repeats for another minute until you're giggling in the kiss and your eyes are shining with unshed tears. He smiles at the sight, warmth spreading through his chest. He continuously peppers your face with kisses and you bask yourself in his comforting gestures :(

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whatacaitastrophe · 3 months

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Is It Over Now - Chapter 11

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Chapter Song Inspiration: "I Wanna Be Yours" - Artic Monkeys

Chapter Warnings: Oral Sex, MxF sex, blood drinking, brief mention of past suicide attempt

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Chapter 11: Breathing in Your Dust

Fallon is furious. With Gale, yes, but even more so with herself.

First, she’s angry that she let Gale have even one dance with her at the ball, on what was supposed to be her night with Astarion. She should have asked him to explain right there in the library, to the both of them and then sent him on his way. Second, now that she knows where Gale has been, what he’s been doing ( who he’s been doing), she’s angry with herself for wasting two years of her life on that man. One year loving him so unconditionally, only for it to be thrown back in her face: and one year mourning their relationship and what could have been. She almost killed herself because of someone she meant so little to in the end.

More than any of that, she’s angry with herself for not hearing Astarion out. If she’d just given him a chance to explain, Fallon’s conversation with Gale would have been far shorter and then she and Astarion could have gone back to their evening. He withheld the entire truth from her, but the vampire’s intentions were good. She should have listened. Lastly, she’s angry with herself for kicking Astarion out of the suite. His comment stung, but Fallon knows her choice to speak to Gale alone (or even give him a chance at all) hurt Astarion just as much as his insinuation that she is a whore.

But even when Astarion was protecting his own heart by flinging precise insults in her direction, he’d told Fallon he would come back. He’d been willing to give her a night to cool off, and instead of walking away, she kicked him out.

Now she could only pray to gods she didn’t believe in that when she finds Astarion (if she finds him), he’ll let her apologize.

Fallon is a blur of chiffon as she flies down the stairs of The Elfsong living quarters towards the tavern. Maybe Devlon has seen Astarion, and maybe Astarion deigned to tell the barkeep where to find him, should anyone ask. Maybe—

Maybe Astarion is sitting at the bar with a sullen look on his face, nursing a goblet of wine with a half empty bottle to his left. Fallon stops in her tracks and stares for a moment in shock. Astarion came back. Even after the horrible things she said, the horrible things he said… he’s here.

He’s here, and Fallon is now more certain than ever that she does not deserve this man.

The sound of her heartbeat, or the scent of her must have revealed her presence to Astarion, because after a moment his body goes rigid as he stares into his goblet. When he looks up, his eyes immediately go to Fallon, she sees something there that Fallon isn’t sure she’s ever seen before.

Hope.

They may not have a mind connection through the tadpoles to speak to one another anymore but this time, without Gale there to cloud Astarion’s perception of the situation, it doesn’t matter. When Fallon stares back at him with an apologetic expression and a slight nod of her head, Astarion understands:

Fallon only needed to speak to Gale so she could send the wizard on his way.

Astarion shoots to his feet so quickly he almost knocks his barstool over, and in less than five paces, he’s standing in front of Fallon. Fallon opens her mouth to apologize to him verbally, but before she can say anything, Astarion’s mouth is pressed against her own in a deeply passionate kiss. Fallon throws her arms around his neck and kisses him back, trying to convey how sorry she is in the way she moves her mouth against his.

Somewhere in the tavern, somebody whistles, but Fallon barely hears it. The world dissolves around her and the only person she’s even remotely aware of is Astarion, and the way he grabs the backs of her thighs, bunching the skirts of her gown to pick her up and carry her out of the dining room. Fallon breathlessly pulls her lips away from his and looks at the man she’d fallen in love with as easily as breathing. “Astarion, I’m so sorry. I was horrible and cruel and you didn’t deserve any of it—“

Astarion stops walking halfway up the stairs and smirks at her. “Fallon, as much as I adore hearing you admit you were wrong, I’m a little busy at the moment making sure I don’t drop you.” He presses his mouth to hers again and continues climbing the stairs to the second floor.

“You can put me down, you know.” she mutters against his lips and he laughs softly.

“Now why would I do a thing like that when carrying you all the way back to our room is purely for the sake of letting everyone in this whole bloody place know that you are mine .” Fallon groans into his mouth as he kisses her again and they keep moving. Fallon has no idea how he’s even able to concentrate enough to get them back to the suit safely, never mind that he’s also doing it with his eyes mostly closed. Regardless of the how, it’s incredibly hot, and Fallon can already feel the heat pooling at the apex of her thighs when Astarion claims her as his, so she’s not really in a position to ask questions.

Once outside their suite, Astarion presses Fallon’s back against the wall and holds her there. He releases her mouth from his and turns his attention to her neck. “Whilst we’re muttering apologies,” he presses a singular kiss on her neck. “I’m sorry for what I insinuated about you and the wizard earlier. You didn’t deserve that, either.”

“I’m more than certain you will find a way to make it up to me.” Fallon hums. A soft moan leaves her mouth when she feels Astarion’s teeth scraping against her skin.

“Likewise, darling.” he nips at her neck teasingly and returns his attention to her mouth. Astarion opens the door with one hand easily once they start moving again, and he kicks the door shut with his foot once they’re inside. That’s as far into the room as the two of them make it before Fallon feels her back against the wall again.

Now that they are out of the public eye, all politeness (if one could even call kissing her passionately and carrying her through The Elfsong Tavern back to their bedroom “polite”) is thrown to the wind.

“I have been thinking about all the places in this suite I want to have you,” he groans into her mouth and biting down on her lip and tugs, then soothes the spot with his tongue. “To taste you. To make you mine ,” he growls the last word. “For days. ”

Fallon whimpers and shifts in his hold as she tries to press their bodies even closer together. “Just days?” she manages to tease. Astarion bites down on her bottom lip a little harder.

“Weeks, really, but especially after our little tete-a-tete on the couch a few nights ago,” Astarion gently releases Fallon from his grip, not letting go until her feet are steady on the floor. Once they are, he pushes her roughly back against the wall and pins her there with his arms on either side of her.

He leans down and presses a kiss just beneath her ear. “I’ve been thinking about the way you moaned my name and I wasn’t even trying that hard. It got me thinking… what kind of sounds will you make for me, how loudly will you scream my name, when I actually put in effort?”

His words send a shiver down Fallon’s spine and her knees wobble. Astarion grabs her hips to keep her steady and laughs against her skin, pressing another kiss beneath her ear. “Easy, darling, there will be plenty of opportunity for you to get on your knees for me this evening.”

Fallon would have moaned if she could remember how to speak, or even how to breathe. It’s been a long time since dirty talk did it for her this well . When the time comes and Astarion finally gives any other erogenous zone of her body attention, making her come is hardly going to be a difficult task, for she’s already halfway there on his words alone.

Her body has transitioned from wanting Astarion to needing him, and Fallon whimpers again. “Astarion, please.”

Astarion pulls away just enough to look at her, and he releases one of her hips, raising his hand and tucking his fingers under her chin, forcing Fallon to look at him. “Please what, darling?” he smirks, eyes hazy with lust for her.

“Touch me, bite me, fuck me, I don’t care but for the love of the gods please do something .” The tone she’d been aiming for was demanding but instead it comes out desperate, and Astarion grins.

“That’s my good girl.” He praises, kissing her deeply once more. Astarion’s hands are quick, and Fallon’s mind is so focused on the fact that he’s cupping her breasts and his fingers are toying with the edges of the fabric at her cleavage that she barely has a chance to realize what is happening before the sound of fabric ripping fills the room and air is hitting her bare skin. This man ripped open her gorgeous gown, that he paid for no less, without a second thought.

“The dress…” she mutters as they kiss.

“I’ll buy you another one.” Astarion declares, not at all bothered by the destruction he just caused. He pushes the fabric off of her shoulders and the shredded gown falls to the floor at their feet. Fallon is almost completely naked before him, with only a thin piece of lingerie covering her bottom half, and he steps back to look at her. “Gods, you’re beautiful.” he admires her breathlessly. It’s the first time Fallon has really had the chance to look at him, and she's incredibly pleased at the sight of Astarion’s stiff cock straining against his trousers.

Slowly, painfully so, Astarion takes a step towards her and sinks onto his knees before her. Fallon’s heart rate increases with anticipation, eyes unable to look away from Astarion’s as he slowly runs his hands over her legs. He taps the inside of her left knee, willing her to spread her legs for him, and he moves closer to her. Fallon does as she’s told, and and shudders as his hands continue their journey across her skin.

“If you could not rip those, I’m quite fond of them.” Fallon requests teasingly when Astarion’s hands reach her skimpy lingerie. Astarion kisses the inside of their thigh, and looks back to her mischievously. “I’ll buy you another pair.” he declares and the sound of tearing fabric once again fills the room, and the pile on the floor at her feet grows.

Fallon opens her mouth to say something to him, but her words are overpowered by the breathy gasp that spills out of her the moment Astarion’s thumb passes over her swollen clit. Her hips lift away from the wall as she chases the feeling, and Astarion has the audacity to laugh. “Patience, darling.”

“You laugh now, but we’ll see how you like it when you’re desperate for me to touch you.” Fallon quips.

Astarion kisses her inner thigh and spreads her legs further apart. “Is that a threat, darling, or a promise?”

“Yes.”

His laugh vibrates against her thigh as his mouth inches its way up her body. Once Astarion’s face is directly in front of her sex, his tongue lazily flicks across her clit, teasing her again and Fallon whines.

“Astarion, please .” She begs through gritted teeth.

Astarion looks up at her through his eyelashes, the grin on his face is near feral. “Good girl, Fallon.” He grabs her leg, throwing it over his shoulder, and he braces her hips against the wall. Fallon cries out loudly when she finally feels his practiced tongue against her clit, licking her with such precision that only someone with over two hundred years of cunniligus experience could achieve.

His fingers replace his tongue on her clit and his tongue moves inside of her and Fallon and her hips arch away from the wall again, desperate to feel Astarion deeper inside of her. She wants more, more, more, and it doesn’t even occur to her that she’s begging him for more audibly until she feels his amused laughter vibrating through her body. She’s desperate for him, for his touch, and Astarion delivers, lavishing her sex with attention until her legs start to shake. Fallon aimlessly grasps at the wall, trying to find something to hold on to, and she ends up just clawing at the wallpaper instead.

“Astarion, I— I need— I’m going to— please .” She tries to find the words to tell him how close she is, but the way he’s devouring her is so delicious that her IQ is rapidly dropping. The vampire doesn’t need to be told twice, and his tongue returns to her clit, lapping at it hungrily and he slides two fingers inside of her. The man between her legs has barely pumped his fingers in and out of her three times before the simmering volcano that is Fallon erupts, and she comes loudly, moaning her lover’s name. She’s dizzy from it, and quite honestly it’s a miracle Fallon didn’t collapse on the floor from the way her body shook.

When Astarion finally releases his hold on her, he sits back on his knees and looks up at Fallon proudly. His face shines with her slick, and he even has the audacity to lick his lips like Fallon is the best meal he’s ever had. It’s a gesture that has Fallon ready for him again in seconds.

“You,” she pants. “Have far too many clothes on.” Fallon holds out her hand to Astarion, an offer to help him up, yes, but she also needs him near her again. She needs her body against his. She needs his skin against her skin. As soon as he’s on his feet, Fallon is tugging at the doublet he’s wearing, clumsily unfastening the buttons in her haste to remove the offending clothing from Astarion’s body. His mouth finds hers again and they work together to rid him of his clothes, and Fallon smirks against his lips when she hears him sigh with relief as his cock springs free of its confines.

Immediately, Fallon wants to touch him— to feel the heavy weight of his cock in her hand, to make him writhe with pleasure in the way he’d done to her. She wants to taste his cock on her tongue as much as she needs to breathe.

Astarion, it seems, has other plans. Fallon squeaks when she is hoisted into the air once more, wrapping her legs around Astarion’s middle and holding on tightly. She can feel his hard length just beneath her backside now and wonders how easy it would be to just…shift her body so she sank down on his cock naturally.

When they stop again, it's in their bedroom. He stops right at the foot of the bed, and sets Fallon down once more. She reaches for his cock again, desperate to play, and Astarion tuts at her. “Not yet, darling. You’re going to come for me again first,” he instructs assertively. “Turn around.” Another jolt of electricity goes directly to her core as she does what she’s told and leans forward, bracing herself against the bed. Astarion fully invades her space once more, and she can feel the broad head of his cock teasing her entrance, and Fallon shudders with anticipation. “Astarion, please. Stop toying with me and fuck me. ”

That’s all her lover needs to hear, and he doesn’t wait a moment longer before pressing himself inside of her. They moan in tandem as Astarion pushes himself inside of her. The way he fills her is like Astarion is the missing piece that goes in the very center of the puzzle that is Fallon, and she’s finally found it after thinking the piece was gone and giving up on the puzzle all together. Astarion grabs her hips to steady the both of them before he finally begins moving inside of her. Astarion is clearly also beyond the point of teasing, for once he begins moving it’s hard, quick, and for several minutes, the only sounds in the room are from their mutual pleasure.

“You are…so fucking perfect.” He praises her, releasing one of her hips to reach forward and take a hold of her hair, using it as leverage to pull Fallon’s torso towards him. Her back is almost flush against his chest and the new angle Astarion is hitting inside of her makes sends a delicious shiver through Fallon’s body. He’s already dangerously close to pulling another orgasm from her, and she feels his teeth against the spot on her neck where it meets her shoulder, scraping her skin slightly, silently asking for permission. She nods her head furiously and whimpers, “Do it.” There’s no use in denying anymore that Astarion’s bite turns her on, not when she used to deny it to hide the fact that she was attracted to him at all. After all, he’s already buried deep inside her so that ship had said anyway.

Astarion groans appreciatively, and within seconds of the sharp pain hitting Fallon as Astarion’s teeth break her skin, she shatters a second time. He fucks her through it, and the rhythm of his hips gradually slows and his hands move to cup her breasts, kneading them and rolling her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers while he enjoys her neck. To her surprise, Fallon does not have to tell Astarion when she’s ready for him to pull away, for he does so on his own, removing his cock from inside of her in the process. She turns around to look at her lover and she tilts her head curiously.

“As delicious as you are, darling, I’m not done ruining you sexually yet. You being conscious whilst that occurs is extremely important.” He leans in to lick away the slow trickle of blood dripping down her neck, and Fallon smirks.

“Good, because I’m not done ruining you sexually yet, either.” Fallon kisses him and slips her hand between their bodies and wraps her warm hand around his wet cock, stroking him slowly. Astarion’s hips stutter at her touch. “It’s not a competition, darling.” Astarion hums against her lips and Fallon shakes her head.

“It is now,” She replies playfully, quickly kissing him one more time. Fallon lets go of his cock and steps away from Astarion. “Get on the bed. Please.”

Astarion’s eyes flicker with lust and he smirks as he realizes she’s not actually taking control of the situation at all. “Well, since you asked so nicely.” He croons and does as she requested.

Fallon wants Astarion to be in control, to make her wait or tell her no if she doesn’t ask for permission first. She wants him to tease her and tell her what to do and make her beg for it and praise her for doing as he says– because Fallon needs that as much as she wants to make sure Astarion always feels in control of his autonomy. If the day ever comes and he asks her to take control Fallon will happily oblige, but if that day never arrives she’ll also be perfectly satisfied.

Fallon waits until Astarion is fully settled on the mattress and she takes a moment to truly look at him. His body is an absolute crime, every inch and angle more beautiful than the last and it’s entirely unfair. It’s also the first time Fallon gets a good look at Astarion’s cock. Fallon could have guessed, having already felt it in her hand and inside of her, but it’s as beautiful and perfect as the rest of him, and she wouldn’t be embarrassed to admit that her mouth waters when she sees it.

Her eyes travel back up his body and the way he’s looking at her, with his arms folded and his hands resting under his head…it’s the hottest thing Fallon has ever seen. “Come here, darling.” Astarion beckons, and Fallon forces herself to take her time. To make a show of it. She crawls up the bed and settles herself on her knees at his waist. She leans forwards to press a sensual kiss to his lips and Astarion’s arms move out from under his head and he grabs her by the waist to pull Fallon into his lap. She lets him, but when the man beneath her tries to position her entrance above his cock, she shakes her head. “Not yet. I want to taste you first,” She tugs on his bottom lip with hers. “Can I do that for you? Please?”

Astarion pauses and pulls back far enough to look at Fallon. There’s a surprised look on his face. “I– I can’t remember the last time someone did that for me,” Astarion stares at Fallon in stunned silence a moment longer, then kisses her deeply once and looks at her again. “I know this will sound very cliche considering you just asked to suck my cock but…I just need you to know how desperately and utterly in love with you I am.”

A wide smile blooms on Fallon’s face at the words. Hearing Astarion tell her that he loves her…it’s better and sweeter coming from his mouth than it’s ever been from anybody else, and her heart might burst. “Good, because I am desperately and utterly in love with you, too,” she confirms and kisses him again. “Now let me show you.”

She kisses her way down his body from his neck to his hips, slowly, hoping that it properly conveys just how much she adores this man. When she comes face to face with his leaking cock, Fallon wraps a hand around the base and gives his shaft a tentative swipe with her tongue. Astarion twitches in her hand in response, and Fallon’s tongue runs over him again from base to tip, wrapping her mouth around him upon reaching his head. She can taste the now dry remnants of herself on his cock and a thrill goes through her body as she thinks about the way he was deep inside of her just minutes ago, and how he soon will be again. Fallon has no intention of letting Astarion climax in her mouth; not because it doesn’t appeal to her (it absolutely does), but because she wants, no, needs to feel him inside of her again before the night is over.

Astarion stifles a moan as she moves her mouth along his cock and his hand finds its way into her hair again. His grip is deliciously tight, and when she feels him begin to tentatively begin controlling the movements of her head himself, Fallon moans with approval, fully returning control to him as he fucks her mouth. He’s hesitant at first, whether it’s because he’s afraid hurting her, he’s afraid of coming too soon, or something else entirely, Fallon doesn’t know, but once Astarion finds his confidence, he fucks her mouth in the same way he’d fucked her from behind: rough, hard, and Fallon is more than prepared when she feels Astarion push her head down, down, down onto his cock. Astarion moans and his hips stutter. “Fuu- Fallon , your mouth is incredible , darling. I wish you could see how good you look, choking on my cock, love.”

He releases his hold on her head and Fallon’s mouth slides off his length as she gasps for air, replacing her mouth with her hand while she breathes. She’s ready to go back in, but Astarion grabs her forearm and pulls her back towards him. He kisses her feverishly, and flips Fallon onto her back so fast she barely has time to realize what’s happening before it’s done. Astarion quickly positions himself between her legs and, this time, there is no teasing, no pause after he fills her again. Just immediate, desperate thrusts as he fucks her. Astarion buries his face in her neck, and she feels the sting of his tongue as he licks the spot on her neck where he bit her earlier. She threads one hand through his white curls, and the other goes to his back, lovingly tracing the scars Astarion’s former master left on his body. Perhaps when they get to Asha, the coven may know of a way to rid Astarion of the damage.

Their collective moans and the sound of skin hitting skin fills the room as they move together and she wraps her legs around his middle, pushing him deeper inside of her. Fallon can feel herself teetering close to the edge of her third orgasm of the night. “Astarion– I’m so close .” she moans in warning. “I want– I want to go with you. Please .”

Astarion nods and lifts his head from her neck and presses his forehead to hers. His hips are pistons now, and the rhythm is nigh on erratic. “Say it again, darling. Tell me you love me.” He whispers, and it’s like a prayer.

“I love you, Astarion.” Fallon whispers back and lifts her mouth to kiss him passionately. Within seconds, Fallon stars burst in her vision and she feels herself clenching and pulsing around Astarion’s cock as she climaxes, with him close behind her. When Astarion finally lets go, it’s the most beautiful sound Fallon has ever heard; she didn’t think it was possible for someone to sound pretty when they came, but somehow Astarion manages it. She will forever be in awe of this man and hopelessly, irrevocably in love with him.

The world comes back into focus and their bodies and minds slow down. Astarion does not remove himself from her immediately– for a moment they just lay there, exchanging slow, easy kisses while they catch their breath. When Astarion does finally pull out, it’s only to reposition himself on his side next to Fallon, pulling her close and wrapping their legs back together intimately. He reaches up to her face and brushes a few stray pieces of her hair out of the way. “You’re the most breathtaking woman I’ve ever known.” He confesses and kisses the tip of her nose. Fallon smiles at him dreamily, and before she can stop herself, she’s yawning. Astarion chuckles softly, rolling into his back and taking Fallon with him so her head is on his chest. Fallon traces lazy circles on his skin and looks up at him. “I really am sorry– about earlier. I didn’t mean to upset you.”

Astarion looks down at her with a blank stare on his face, like he can’t quite remember what exactly it is she’s apologizing for. When the recognition finally hits, he scoffs and rolls his eyes playfully. “As you can see, it’s already forgotten, my love. I think we can call it even.” He takes her hand from his chest and kisses the palm of her hand, then her fingertips. “Not that I want to talk about the wizard right now, but I am deeply curious about what he had to say for himself.”

Fallon yawns again, wiggling her body to be as close to Astarion as possible, nevermind that there is no space of his left for her to invade. Her eyelids feel heavy, and she lets them close. “I’ll tell you tomorrow. Promise.” She mumbles, as she presses a gentle kiss to his chest and she pulls her hand out of his so she can drape her arm across his chest. “I love you ‘starion.”

The last thing Fallon remembers before drifting off to sleep is the feeling of a kiss being pressed to the top of her head, and Astarion whispers, “I love you too, Fallon.”

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lo-aksgf · 1 year

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sfw alphabet – lo’ak sully

pairings ; lo’ak sully x gn!metkeyina!reader

warnings ; not proofread :3

a- asking (Who’s the first person to confess and how does it happen?)

lo’ak confessed first, it was during an argument over how he thought you were inlove with his brother. which wasn’t true obviously considering you’re inlove with him

b- best memory (What is their most memorable memory you two share?)

when you were teaching him to hold his breath and he fell off a rock, pulling you down with him. both of you laughing

c- cuddles (What is their favourite cuddling position? Do they like physical touch?)

likes laying his head on your stomach, he listens to what’s going on in there💀, while he rubs circles on your thigh with with his hand.

d- domesticity (Are they the type to settle down with you? Are they willing to help with chores?)

lo’ak would love to start a family with you, but little lo’aks running around everywhere? omds. he would so settle down with you, also he wouldn’t let you do anything and i mean anything while your pregnant. he’d yours and his chores.

e- encouragement (Do they encourage you to achieve your goals? If so, how do they support you?)

he supports you no matter what, he encourages you do achieve your goals even if it’s something that’s strange. he loves u!!!

f- favourite thing(s) about you (What are their favourite personality traits/physical features about you?)

he loves your eyes, the way you have to look up at him when he talks to you. lo’ak could stare into them allll day.

g- goofiness (Do they like to make you laugh? How often do they joke around with you?)

this is lo’ak we’re talking about, he is always cracking jokes. majority of his jokes are really stupid but he always loves seeing the smile on your face and hearing your laugh

h- honesty (Would they lie to you? How much do they share with you?)

he can’t lie to you, if he had to lie to you it would be something really important.

i- impression (What was their first impression of you? Was it positive or negative?)

lowkey love at first sight, he was flabbergasted the minute he saw you!!

j- jealousy (Are they the type of person to get jealous? If so, how do they react to being jealous?)

very very jealous, hates when your within 6 feet of ao’nung. he’s just jealous of neteyam in general but you reassure him that you’d never leave him for someone else

k- kissing (Where do they like to kiss you? How frequently do they like to kiss?)

this boyyyyy, kisses you all the damn time. well not in front of his parents but in front of anywhere else yeah. he likes to kiss you on the lips, he also likes kissing your nose for some reason.

l- love language (What’s their love language?)

physical touch and words of affirmation, have y’all seen this kid?

m- marriage (Do they want to marry you eventually?)

yes, lo’ak would so marry you even as a teenager. obviously you guys had to wait until you were older.

n- nicknames (What do they call you? What do you call them?)

calls you corny nicknames but it’s cute, calls you baby a lot. tried to call you bub once but you shit his ass down. you don’t really call him any nicknames, you’ve called him pretty boy a couple times but he almost had a heart attack so you don’t do it often shshsh

o- openness (How much do they tell you about themselves? Do they reveal everything at once or gradually throughout the relationship?)

hides a lot of stuff, he opens up to your a bit later in the relationship. he tried to hide the fact he’s a outcast and an ‘disappointment’ but as soon as you reassured him he wasn’t he didn’t hide it from you

p- PDA (Are they affectionate in public or do they prefer to keep your kisses behind closed doors? Are they the type to brag about their SO?)

brags about you to ao’nung and his friends alllll the time, subtly also brags about you to neteyam 💀 neteyam genuinely gets annoyed but it sometimes because of how much lo’ak talks about you. lo’ak is very affectionate in public unless it’s like i said, in front of his parents.

q- quirk (A random skill they have that is beneficial to your relationship)

braiding. he braids your hair and puts beads to match his to kinda show off that your taken.. it doesn’t really make a lot of sense unless you and him are standing next to eachother

r- romance (Are they the romantic type? If so, how do they express their feelings?)

he tries to be romantic, ends up with you giggling at him but he does his best!! he doesn’t mind that you laugh at him though

s- security (How protective are they of you? If they are, how do they show this?)

holds your hand in public all the time, acts as if he’s your bodyguard or something

t- turn-offs (What traits do they find unattractive?)

couldn’t think of anything cause y’all are perfect the way you are ;))

u- understanding (Are they good at sympathising with your problems? Do they listen to you when you need to rant?)

he doesn’t know how to comfort you when you break down to him, he just sits there and listens to you and hugs you.

v- value (What do they value most about your relationship?)

you. he values you most!! well, he values that your so caring towards him. that you don’t see him as a disappointment like his dad does

w- wild card (A random headcanon about your relationship)

he tries to rizz you up all the time. acts as if your some random woman hes just met and tries to rizz you up, you think it’s so annoying

x- x-ray (How well are they able to read you?)

lo’ak can read you like a book, can just tell by your eyes if somethings up

y- yearning (How well do they cope when their SO isn’t with them?)

breaksdown, cries, screams, dies. jk, kinda? he can’t cope without you honestly

z- zappy (Are they fast-paced in a relationship? Or do they like to take things slow?)

he’s fast paced in the relationship, but no so fast that your rushing. if you guys flirted / hung out so much before you became official that it wouldn’t even feel like your just starting the relationship.

#avatar way of water #avatar #loak #lo’ak #avatar 2 #loak x reader #lo’ak x reader

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chronic-boogara · 2 years

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𝚂𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜: 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖

find part two here. i love writing head cannons for my slasher boys with my whole heart. i really look past every single red flag they have. anyways head cannons requests are open hehe (*￣3￣)╭

if you were wondering (which you probably were not) i seperated my head cannon list into my verbal slashers and my non verbals. just to make it a little more organized

jason vorhees

•is loyal to you till the end. he will protect you with his last breath.

•he will move mountains for you and that is not an exaggeration. anything you might want or need jason will go out of his way to get it

•you have no need to worry about feeling unsafe in his cabin. campers getting more than 10 feet of the place has become rare since your arrival. he keeps traps and sharp wire along the perimeter just to be safe

•since he’s not verbal he will spoil you with little gifts and trinkets he finds. after slaughtering a camper he will take their bag home to you and let you look through it

•he is very accepting. no matter what jason will love you, he sees past looks and certain qualities. he loves you for you

•very responsible(occasionally). this goes along with the safety thing but jason will make sure you eat and drink something every day. keeping you healthy is very important to him

michael myers

• now that you belong to shadow of haddonfeild you don’t have to worry about too much anymore. everyone is too scared of him to even look you in the eye. michael can and will hurt anyone he needs to if provoked

•he is willing to try anything. he has never experienced a real sense of affection so cuddling and hang holding is totally new to him. he will try new foods,activities and positions if you ask nicely. michael won’t like them all of course but he will try his best

•another gift giver!! he feels so proud when your face lights up in excitement. he almost always brings home stray animals or the pets of his victims expect a large animal population

•he’s a patient man. if he needs to wait for you to be ready for something romantically he has absolutely no problem with that.

•that being said he is not really the type to do relationships so please be patient with him. he is always trying his best to help you live a normal life somewhat

thomas hewitt

•is gentle and very understanding. thomas will always be there to take care of your emotional needs

•he will always be there to listen and be a shoulder to cry on if you need it. your needs are just as important to him as his

•he’s always willing to help. weather it’s chores or just opening a jar tommy is ready. he sees no point i. you doing all the work yourself when the both of you are capable of doing so together

•he can COOK! if you have the ingredients he can cook it. and he has fun doing it. if you aren’t into human meat he will make you something else so don’t you worry. and his pies? this man can bake

•don’t worry about blankets or jackets thomas will sew it for you. he’s very crafty with a needle and thread so any holes in your clothes will be fixed in a jiffy

bubba sawyer

•he’s a big ball of energy always willing to go on an adventure. he’s always moving or doing something. it’s very easy to get all your steps in with him

•he will spend as much time as possible with you. don’t you ever worry about bubba not being around enough. he’s always hanging around you , helping out with chores or just keeping you company

•after being teased by his brothers mercilessly he is always extra kind to you if he feels like he’s done something wrong. he will always admit when he’s wrong and will apologize (in his own way). he is very empathetic when it comes to you

•he cannot cook BUT he has a talent with animals. he will teach you about them and just overall get you used to them. this is plus because who doesn’t like hanging around some cows from time to time ?

vincent sinclair

•the best thing about vincent is his ability or remember things about you. his listening skills are unmatched. you’d puke mention something small like how much you loved a certain flower when you were a child and he will sculpt it and have it on your nightstand by night fall

•as we all know he is an artist at heart. all his gifts are home made. paintings , portraits, sketches , pottery etc. he enjoys using you as a muse when he has some down time. he’ll even teach you everything he knows.

•just like michael he is extremely patient. he loves you no matter what and no amount of waiting will ever change that.

•your safety is key! if bo brings a “guest” home he will allow you to hide out in one of the brothers rooms. the last thing he wants is for anything to happen to you. he keeps you away from the victims for the most part. he will never allow you to be hurt in any other way

•mental health is just as important as physical to vincent. don’t be afraid to talk your thoughts or how burnt out you are. he will understand. being the sweetheart he is vince will make sure you take your meds every day and “reward” you for it by giving you kisses

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elysiaaurea · 8 days

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Hunter

‘Serials' - a type of nutcracker with no ‘parasite’ in them. War machines who turned against their human creators, and were made for the sole purpose of killing. Paul, one of the handful of surviving models, demonstrates his prowess in this matter against the Eyeless Dogs - to the awe of his involuntary companion; one (un)fortunate employee (you).

Owner of oc: @sodabranch my beloved <3

Serials concept belongs to: @hashal-nutcracker my beloved <3

Warnings: Violence (against eyeless dogs), mild blood. Mild threat of death Word Count: 1485

You hold your breath as the dog closes in, willing your hands to stop trembling as 2 enormous rows of razor-sharp teeth swallow your vision. Back against the wall with no sign, shovel or shotgun, the very real threat of death has you clenching your teeth bitterly. A pang of regret hits you that you won’t be able to keep your promise to Paul. His words come to mind one more time.

"Your life is mine. Don't you dare die."

You apologise silently, suppressing the delirious chuckle threatening to spill out when you realise that in spite of everything he’s done — the belligerence and hate, almost killing you several times, the promise to do so in the future — that you would've liked to see him again.

Absurd.

The dog's pointed teeth are inches from scratching your visor, spit dribbling from its maw. It won't be long now. You squeeze your eyes together and try with all your might not to think of what the next few seconds of agony will feel like. Nothing, as it turns out, for nothing happens. You wait a few more seconds before cracking open an eye and see the dog has paused its advance. Why?

Thump

The sound of something dull hitting the sandy rock, somewhere from behind the dog, to the confusion of both of you. You'd crane your head to see what it was if you weren't afraid of being torn to shreds. The dog withdraws a bit as it turns its head, listening for the sound, giving you more room to exhale a breath you didn't realise you were holding.

THUMP

Louder this time. Closer perhaps? Your brows are furrowed as you play the sound in your mind once more. It's familiar, and your heart quickens when the answer comes to mind. Was it really?… As the dog growls and swings its head back around, for a brief second you see him, the spot of blue against the orange backdrop. Standing 30 feet away with eyes gleaming red, glaring at the dog with the sharpest, coldest expression you've seen on him since he threatened to take your life. He lifts his right leg up and stomps down.

THUMP

With that the dog roars, spins its whole body around and charges at him. You duck to avoid its tail as it hits the stone wall, and catch a glimpse of the action once the pebbles finish falling: He lists right and twists out of the way of the beast’s open mouth at the last second. He stops to face it as it rushes past, watching it bite down on air before rearing its head at the sound of his metal boots scraping against rock as he backs up. The screeching sound of metal sliding out of its sheath rings through the air as he draws his sword.

It dawns on you that you have never actually seen him fight. You mean, properly fight. The average employee was hardly any effort at all for him to kill, and none of the mansion’s monsters ever seemed to want to challenge him when they were around. An itch in your brain tells you that you are about to see why.

The eyeless dog charges him again as he crouches - and leaps.

He shoots up just as it snaps at him. Easily clearing the height of the dog, he tilts forward as he sails through the air in a smooth arc. And for a moment he’s suspended mid-air, hanging upside down just above the dog.

A gasp escapes your lips as you watch 400 pounds of metal and wire move with the grace that would put an acrobat to shame. His legs, arms and chest swivel together in one perfectly coordinated movement, cape and tassels swirling around him as his eyes — never once breaking line of sight of the creature — find their target. He kicks and flips himself upright again, tucking his legs in with weapon poised to strike as gravity takes him.

In the glow of the dying sunlight, the reflected shimmer makes the blade glow with fire as he plunges it into the beast’s skull.

The ground explodes upon his landing. The deafening howl that follows pierces through your suit. Instinctively, your hands come up to cover your ears, only to find themselves pressed pointlessly against the sides of your helmet. Thankfully, it stops and you force your eyes open to see the silhouette of the beast within the dust cloud thrash on the ground as it tries to throw him off. But Paul holds fast to the handle, boots planted firmly on its back as it lurches in circles, roaring turning into a groaning cry, each snap at him weakening; and as fruitless as the last.

After a few seconds, it staggers and drops: dead.

Mouth agape, you stare on as in one fluid motion, he wrenches his sword from its corpse, a trail of blood following his blade as he flicks it off. He turns, facing you while he regards the blood with a subtle look of disgust until he looks up.

His eyes meet yours and your heart stops. He pins you with an impassive stare and under that gaze you feel yourself simultaneously freeze and set on fire.

This was a predator. A being made specifically to kill your kind. He wants you dead. He stopped you from dying. He protected you. A machine that hates you just protected you.

The maelstrom of thoughts spins violently in your head as you try to process it all.

Mercifully, his eyes slide off of you to glare at 2 other dogs that appeared, likely drawn in by the commotion, tails raised and growling. You find that you can breathe again, watching enraptured as he hops off the corpse and meets the first with the same vicious elegance as before, spinning to the side when it charges and slicing off its front paw. It cries out in pain, and brings its other leg down at him, to which he promptly hacks off with a swing. The creature hobbles backward, emitting a sharp whine of fear you’ve never heard till now while Paul closes in. Your own mortal peril forgotten, its pathetic whimper makes you cringe with a twinge of sympathy. Ceaseless, Paul takes his chance and delivers a clean slash across its jugular, effectively silencing it to gargling blood, dying as the other did.

Then his head snaps to the last dog, who breaks out into a run. Pivoting on his heels, he bursts from the ground. It takes him all of 5 seconds to close the distance. A shiver creeps up your spine as he lifts his arm, unable to look away as you just barely see him sweep the blade across its hind ankles. It collapses and skids to a stop. Yowling, its front paws dig frantically against the rock while kicking out its legs, now-useless feet flopping behind it.

Paul advances — slowly.

Soon, it too, is dead.

Through it all a thought screams at you that you should not be finding this horrifying display of skill as beautiful as you did; yet you would be lying if you denied it. He scans the area once more, eyes stopping on your rigid form, having not moved from your spot since the slaughter started. He steps away from the corpse and stalks towards you, bloodied steel still in hand. And when he’s in front of you, you meet his gaze as before, not hiding the look of awe that bleeds from your widened eyes.

Aside from the splatters of blood not his own, he does not look worse for wear. You expect him to say something, gloat or be angry, but instead, he regards you through impassible narrow eyes and raises the point of the sword just under your chin. If you were to look away now you’d skewer yourself on it, yet you’re too stunned to really notice or care, mind still reeling from the fact that he saved you. In the few beats of silence, you can almost hear the cogs of his brain turning as he considers.

Finally, he speaks.

“Impressed?”

He asks, the hissing rattle of his metallic voice is tinged with what sounded like amusement.

“Very.”

You respond with a breathy whisper. Anything else would have been a bald-face lie and both of you knew it.

He snorts, eyes blink to green again. He lowers his sword and flicks the residue blood off before sheathing it; it’s your cue to breathe again. You gulp down the retrospective fear, suddenly aware of how exhausted you are. The adrenal high of it all must have worn off.

“Get back in the ship, unless you want to get eaten alive.”

He orders with a growl and saunters off towards the sun as it dips below the horizon.

Wordlessly, you follow.

#lethal company #eyeless dog #lethal company eyeless dogs #lethal company nutcracker #lethal company oc #lethal company writing #Oc who is both not my oc but also totally my oc??#we shared a single braincell between the 3 of us #mostly me and soda going feral #Hashal is still sane bless them #i was supposed to be working on my own oc story whoops #the brainrot is terminal #im so scared posting laijewnkqweoijq

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“you know you don’t have to be so stiff around me.”

kazuha looks up from his blade as you open the door to your bedroom. “your highness, with all due respect, what?”

you can’t help but laugh as you look back toward him. “you’re my guard,” you remind him.

he nods, “that i am.”

“so you don’t need to be so formal around me,” you smile. “we’re gonna be around each other constantly after all,” you wave off as you step into your room. but kazuha’s eyes widen when you turn back around at him, almost as if you’re asking him if he’s coming in.

“might as well get comfortable with each other.”

“okay,” he mumbles before stepping into your room, making sure to shut the door as he stands near the door frame.

you sigh as you drop onto your bed. “so, kaedehara tell me about yourself.”

“what?”

“where are you from? why are you here? heck, i don’t even know your full name yet,” you list off as you stare up at your ceiling.

“kazuha,” he tells you. “my name is kaedehara kazuha.”

your gaze flickers to him at his words, “well it is very nice to meet you kaedehara kazuha. i would introduce myself but you already kinda know who i am,” you tell him with a laugh.

it sounds like music to his ears.

but kazuha shakes his head at the thought.

“where are you from?” you question, now sitting up to face him.

“inazuma,” he mumbles. “the neighboring kingdom?”

you quirk a brow, “the islands? what are you doing here then?”

“i-”

he fled the city after the death of a friend and found himself back on the mainland where he used his old skills as a samurai to become a knight in the palace, and apparently, he had been such a good knight that he now became your royal guard.

but he wasn’t going to tell you that, yet.

so he lies, “just wandered here,” he shrugs, “i picked up some combat skills from home and that’s how i got the position of a guard.”

well, he half lies.

“really?” your eyes shine, and kazuha swears it sends a shock down his spine. “that sounds so cool, you should teach me some time, my parents would never let me learn how to fight.”

“would they allow me to teach you?”

“that doesn’t matter,” you wave off with a wide grin. “it’s good that i learn anyway, for self defense ya know?”

“right,” he nods, “self defense.”

“so,” you smile, “will you teach me?”

kazuha meets your bright eyes from the doorway, not missing the way you look towards him in anticipation, hoping that he’ll say yes.

and if you keep looking at him like that, he swears he’ll say yes to anything you ask for.

“as long as we don’t get in trouble for it,” he starts, “i’ll teach you.”

“thank you kazuha,” you cheer brightly, as you approach him. “i promise we won’t get caught,” you tell him before holding out your pinky.

kazuha blinks, “what are you doing?”

“making a promise,” you tell him. “here, hold out your pinky like i am.”

“okay,” kazuha mumbles as he mirrors your actions.

“okay,” you repeat, “and then you do this,” you say before linking your pinky with his. “now the promise is sealed.”

“interesting,” he hums.

“you’ve never made a promise before?”

“not like this, no.”

you can’t help the grin that forms on your face, “i have so much to teach you then if you’re willing to listen of course,” you meet his eyes, and he doesn’t miss the slight hesitation in them. “are you okay with that?”

and as he stares down at you, at your still interlocked pinkies, at the contagious grin on your face that he realized he wants to see forever, he can’t help the way his heart swells.

“of course i am, your highness.”

and he thinks he’ll be okay with that for the rest of his life.

okay okay i’ve got a couple ideas for a genshin royalty au and i’m so excited aaaahh

thanks for reading! reblogs/interaction are always appreciated <3

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin kazuha #kazuha x reader #kaedehara kazuha #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin kaedehara #genshin kaedahara kazuha #genshin fluff #genshin drabbles #kazuha #kazuha fluff #genshin x you #genshin fanfic #genshin x y/n #writing.txt

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levmada · 6 months

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You said something about Levi feeling grief at the fullest once he kills Zeke. KEEP GOING PLEASE, IM LISTENING

i love your character analysis, please don’t tease me like that🧎

i think you sent both of these maybe?? hopefully!!! and thank u :D

yess levi did go back by himself to retrieve erwin's skeletonized remains so that he could be laid to rest properly. though in all those other cases, that privildge couldn’t be afforded to him (for hange, isabel+farlan, and his old squad).

i'm thinking about hange's speech to mikasa during midnight sun about what being a scout entails.

"You understand, don't you? Everyone you meet will be parted from you one day. I know it's hard to accept. It's hard to stay sane living like that. It's painful. So painful. I know that. But even so, we need to keep moving forward."

that in mind, it's honestly staggering how levi never lost his mind or ever seemed to even waver despite every single death of a loved one or friend he's experienced - sometimes because of his own choices. the easiest explanation would be that levi simply doesn't feel much for his friends or loved ones - which of course is a joke.

so really, how does levi deal with so much loss?

1: most obviously throughout the series, levi is distanced emotionally - at varying degrees - from every single character in the series. he is never open about his feelings (although he’s earnest and unapologetic in expressing his ideals and convictions). instead he expresses his strong emotions in roundabout twists and turns that he tries to put in an objective lens.

like in his convo with eren after his squad died. levi simply told him that "no one knows how things will turn out" - to reassure eren that he shouldn't dwell on it. in fact what levi doesn't say also matters. he gives off no impression whatsoever that he resents eren or blames him.

levi is also quite liberal with thanks and praise, he's unapologetically himself, but you still couldn't describe him as even remotely the sort of person who wears their heart on their sleeve.

levi keeps himself emotionally distanced, and vigilant to the slightest sign of vulnerability (like eating around others) in order to protect himself from the inevitable pain of loss. as a result he has very few close emotional connections (although he has compassion for everyone).

2: i think that - similar to erwin and hange - levi believes that his dead are watching him from somewhere. except, different from them, he finds comfort in it more than judgment. all his life, either loss or willing abandonment has followed him, so it's really no wonder in my mind that he would believe in some sort of an afterlife to cushion the blow of so much loss. (i understand that an afterlife is confirmed in the manga, but before that, im sure levi believed in it regardless.)

he chooses to believe that his loved ones (but especially his comrades) are always watching him. the reality of that loss then doesn't feel as final, and he doesn't have to feel as much alone.

in fact i think that's where most of levi's strength comes from that he uses to move forward. it's his responsability to carry the hope and will that his comrades died for forward, but it's reassuring for him to believe that they're encouraging him even from death.

that said tho, levi is probably the furthest thing from religious.

3: we know that levi had his mother's dress fashioned into a shirt for a very long time in the underground, and (tho i think it's fan rumor that i just agree with) that he later had it fashioned into the cravat he wears. considering just how little he probably remembers about her in later adulthood, and the fact that she must've literally been his whole entire world when he was a kid, then it makes sense.

we don't know if he kept anything from kenny, although he might have the first knife he gave him. but really it'd be understandable if levi just didn't.

as for his comrades, it's canon that levi collects the wings of freedom patches from their jackets to hold onto. he did the same for petra before he generously gave it away to someone else who was grieving, and lied about who it belonged to to reassure them.

so i believe he has little knacks or keepsakes from people he loves - including stuff that we don't know about in canon.

4: otherwise the way levi deals with death is just... avoiding any and all emotional reminders as much as humanly possible. after erwin died, he never even spoke his name and just used 'he' whenever he spoke about him.

levi buries those negative feelings (especially regret) as deep and dark down as possible. if the pain he feels can't teach him anything (like he referred to in s1), then he's better off not letting himself feel it. in his mind it's probably an automatic coping mechanism to feel absolutely nothing about his griefs, because if he does, then the weight would try to break him.

so that said, he definitely dissociates a lot. i don't bet that his memory is very good either, if you want to get into the psychological side of things.

oh and i go much more in-depth about levi being forced to deal with all his grief at the fullest after zeke dies (specifically after the war ends) here!!!

#levi ackerman #aot levi ackerman #aot levi #levi aot #snk levi #snk levi ackerman #levi.thoughts

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the-infamous-coat-of-baron-zemo · 2 years

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My Heart Is A Safehouse For You | Part 2

Part 1 | Part 2

Santiago Garcia x Reader

Word Count: 1,697

Rating: T

Summary: Set prior to the events in the Triple Frontier universe. There is a 3 year contract to obtain intelligence and dismantle as many cartel related activities as possible - hopefully leading up to toppling one of the most prolific traffickers in Columbia. Can the reader help the team decipher the cartel’s next movements, and will they possibly lose their heart in the process?

Notes: Taking all the background liberties with this one. Littering everyone’s backstory we know from the film and pretending the guys banded back together for a 3 year contract mission, that paid them pretty decently and kept them relatively at low risk.

Not beta read or proofread.

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Of all the people to discuss your revelation about Santiago, Will wasn’t really at the top of the list. Quite frankly, none of the guys were someone you would talk to about something so personal. That being said, Will mostly kept to himself. Wasn’t one to go around gossiping with his friends, no matter how close he was with them. The strong and silent type. In that respect, out of all the guys - he would be the one person you felt you could trust to confide in.

“It stays between us?” you look up at him from your perch on the fence.

“I’ll take it to my grave,” Miller says, smirking slightly while resting a hand over his heart.

You chuckle at his remark, before giving in.

“I made a mistake,” you admit, sighing.

“Hard to believe that.”

“Okay smooth operator, it’s not like that. I had no control what so ever,” you playfully swipe at the arm closest in range. You gaze at Will, watching him take a drink from his beer before continuing, “I - kind of, fell in love.” Pausing momentarily, you grimace, “With Santiago.”

The expression on his face, coupled with the reaction of Will nearly choking on his beer, almost made you wish you could have snapped a photo and save it for posterity.

Eyes raising in surprise, Miller recovered long enough to eye you curiously, before turning to lean his arms against the fencing and look out into the field. Though he didn’t say anything right away, you could tell from the expression on his face, he was working out what you had revealed to him.

“It makes sense. I mean - of all the things I thought you might say, this definitely wasn’t one of them - but, I get it.”

“You do?” responding slowly, twisting to mimic his pose, arms resting on the fence.

You hear Will clear his throat, taking another pull from his drink, “I’m not so sure it’s one sided either. From the very first day we arrived, you and Pope - you’re relationship has always been different than with the rest of us. Not so much so that it would attract attention, but you’ve always gravitated toward one another.” Pausing to look at you, he continues “Looking back, maybe we all should have seen it sooner, but you two have a balance that I’ve rarely seen. Even with my own fiancé.”

Tilting your head, you glance up at him, brow furrowing.

“What? Come on. Don’t be silly. You and Meg are great together,” you parry back, grabbing his arm and looping yours through his in comfort. “And as far as Garcia is concerned, you forget he has a girlfriend.”

“Girlfriend. That’s not exactly the word I would use, but sure - let’s go with that for now,” Will laughs humorlessly.

“Will,” you drag his name out. “Listen, you and I can both agree that I’m not Garcia’s type.” You see Miller start to open his mouth to protest, but you stop him, “I’m super nerdy, spend all my day in books, run around doing a million different things to stay busy and keep to myself a lot,”

“Look. This is out of my area of expertise, so I’m not going to sit here and debate you on this. All I know, is from what I’ve observed. And what I see is that there is a lot that goes unsaid between the two of you, whether you’re both willing to admit it or not. I won’t pretend to know how Garcia feels. What I do know, is that in all the years I’ve known Pope, he’s never looked at anyone the way he looks at you.”

It was probably one of the longest conversation you’d ever had with Will alone. And at that moment, you really wanted to hug the man.

So you put down your bottle and did just that. Wrapping your arms around him, you muffle out into his shoulder, “Thank you.”

You feel Miller exhale as he reciprocated the hug.

“Try not to let that guy get into your head too much. You’ll figure out what to do,” he whispers into your hairline, brushing his lips against your temple lightly.

The hug was comforting and reassuring. Will really knew how to make someone feel calm, grounded. Your feelings didn’t seem quite so overwhelming anymore.

A not so subtle cough sounded from the side, interrupting your train of thought.

You pull away from Will, turning to glance in the direction of the noise.

“Hey Benny,” you smile, scrunching your nose and waving.

“Am I interrupting, or -,” the youngest Miller trails off, cautiousness in his tone.

“No,” you groan rolling your eyes.

“Dude,” the eldest Miller brother scolds, simultaneously to your reply.

“One hug and everything goes to hell in a handbasket,” you grumble so only Will can hear.

Will drops his eyes from his brother to grin down at you.

“Come on, let’s get inside before my brother makes a scene out of nothing,” Will mocks, his voice getting louder with each word.

You both grab your empty bottles and head inside. You push forward leaving the two Miller brothers behind, but not before poking Benny in the side.

“No interrogating. Your brother was just being a good friend.”

Benny holds his side in an exaggerating manner, “Oow, woman. Who’s been training you?”

You swivel around walking backwards, “Only learn from the best, Miller.” Winking at him, you turn back around and make your way towards the house once more.

Benny had been kind enough to teach you some self defense in your off time. You weren’t great, but you weren’t terrible either. So, your pokes are a little bit of an inside joke between the two of you.

You can hear the chuckles of both brothers. Opening the door, you hold it so Will and Benny can pass through. As they approach, you can hear Benny whispering questions to his brother, hand clamped around his shoulder. The oldest Miller simply looks exasperated at whatever his brother is saying. As they pass through the doorway, Will gives you a shake of his head at his brother. Benny, smiles at you, but makes a motion with his fingers from his eyes to you.

Oh great. What. Does he really think, you and Will are having some sort of torrid affair? Hopefully Will would set him straight. There was humor in his body language when he did it, but still. You didn’t want a shovel talk from Benny over a non-existent relationship with someone, who is, in your mind, already married.

Shaking your head, you close the door.

You turn to move further into the room ,but nearly bump into Garcia, not noticing he had been waiting by the door.

Clutching your chest, you inhale sharply to prevent yourself from making any startling noises.

“Garcia. Hi. I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there,” you say breathily.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you,” Pope says, holding his hands up placatingly.

“Ugh. You and Will both today. It’s fine. I should have been more observant.”

“Everything okay?” Garcia juts his head to the outside, crossing his arms on his chest.

Not ready to discuss the conversation you had with Will, you play it off light-heartedly, “Yeah. Nothing life threatening. I would tell you if it was something serious.”

Garcia scrutinizes your response, but his body language is much more lax. He steps closer to you, reaching a hand up to the top of your head.

You peer up at him confused, but when he brings his hand away you see he’s got a leaf. Must have fallen onto your head as you were walking under one of the trees outside.

“Can’t take you anywhere huh?”

Your jaw drops in mock outrage.

“Oh, it’s like that? See if I save you any flan after we eat dinner tonight. Maybe I’ll just give it all to Frankie,” rolling back on the balls of your feet, amused.

“M’sorry - I take it back. Please forgive me,” Garcia says playing along.

You both stare at each other a beat before erupting in laughter.

“Hey - you two coming to dinner or what?” Frankie yells from the kitchen.

“Yeah, Fish - we’re coming,” you shout back while smirking at Garcia. You brush past Garcia, but not before grabbing his wrist, “Come on Pope. Let’s see if you play your cards right and maybe you’ll get a slice of that flan.”

You release your hold on Garcia and twist your head back to grin at him. Walking towards the kitchen, you can hear the rest of the guys making idol chatter about the game that was just on.

Suddenly, two hands come up to wrap around either side of your hips. Santiago has snuck up from behind and is leaning into your side, mouth right up against your ear.

“I never back down from a challenge,” he murmurs to you, before removing his hands from you and striding ahead, disappearing without a second glance.

Sitting down around the table, your stomach starts growling. You didn’t realize how hungry you were until, you sat down and smelled all the delicious food. Frankie cooked tonight. so you know - it was going to be a good meal.

You join in on the conversation, not noticing Santiago sitting down beside you. He usually sits opposite from you. Not wanting to make a big deal out of it, you simply carry on as usual. As you all pass the food around the table, you take a dish from Will who catches your eyes and makes a darting motion towards Garcia.

You yank the plate from him, trying not to make a face at him - instead you simply shrug minutely.

Miller just gives you an unimpressed look.

You hold in an eye roll and pass the dish to Garcia after scooping some food onto your plate. Passing the dish over to him, you look over at Frankie, who is now staring at Will and you.

Jesus Christ.

This is going to be a long dinner.

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#santiago garcia #triple frontier #santiago garcia x reader #will miller #benny miller #frankie morales #tom davis #oscar isaac

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up-sideand-down · 1 year

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2 and 79 for your mash up 😁

Rules: Send me two (2) tropes from this list + a ship and I’ll describe how I’d combine them in the same story.

2. A Royal AU

79. Anger Born of worry

I didn't see a ship so I get to pick for you: Zack/Cloud!

Zack is well-liked guard in a small kingdom. He rises very quickly through the ranks, reaching a commander status faster than most. He and his fellow commanders are given a dire task. The Crown Princess has gone missing, just without a trace. The royal family doesn't want her disappearance known (since she is engaged and that would make her husband-to-be very pissed off), but she must be found and returned as soon as possible. Zack dives into the task. He's never actually admitted it...but he's always had a massive crush on the princess.

At first he really goes nowhere. No one is willing to say much about the Princess. Then he suddenly realizes that's it! The people who are the most silent really know where she is. He is slightly angry when Kunsel, his own second in command, is found to be someone who helped her Majesty disappear.

"She asked me to," Kunsel says, "I cannot say more. She swore me to secrecy, but she is alive and well. I promise you." Zack is shocked at that. She wasn't taken. She's...running away. He thinks about it. Rufus of the ShinRa's isn't exactly his favorite person either. Perhaps this was her way of trying to get out of a terrible marriage. Zack just asks if Kunsel can say where Zack should go next. Kunsel tells him to find a soldier named Cloud.

2. Zack finds Cloud to be a very hostile man. Cloud refuses to say a word about Princess Claudia regardless of the threats and bribes Zack offers. So Zack decides the best way to get Claudia to reveal herself is to try and nullify her engagement himself, going against his orders. That finally seems to get Cloud to open up. Cloud demands, in his angry way to go with Zack. They leave at the dead of night.

Despite himself and his misconceptions about Cloud, Zack warms up quickly on their journey. Cloud isn't as cold and cruel as he makes himself seem. Despite keeping his hood and helmet up Zack feels a deep friendship forming with Cloud. They both love underdog stories and hate injustice in any form. Cloud actual seems to have a beautiful and noble heart.

"Why did her Majesty ask you for help?" Zack asked, "how did she know?" Cloud seems sad.

"I can't tell you that," he says, "I really would if I could." Zack lets it go.

3. The ShinRas are less than pleased to see Zack and Cloud at their doorstep and even less pleased to hear what they are trying to do. Zack offers anything to keep his home safe, even his own life. The ShinRas seem satisfied with that. Cloud suddenly goes berzerk with rage refusing to let them have Zack.

"Cloud its okay, let me do this. It's what she would want," Zack says.

"No its not!" Cloud snarls. He finally takes off his helmet and hood and Zack's jaw drops.

"I am Cloud--I mean Princess Claudia," he says, "and after seeing how you've treated my bodyguard there is no way in hell I am marrying anyone from this family!"

4. Rufus ShinRa actually listens and breaks the engagement then and there, making up something about not wanting to marry an unconventional woman, especially one who can use a sword so well. As well as accepting a massive bribe from Cloud behind closed doors.

Zack pulls the full story from Cloud as they go back. Cloud had never once in his life felt like a princess, or a girl for that matter. His family thought it a phase and got him engaged. So he ran. He had found a witch in the slums of the capitol and gotten a spell that finally made him a body that matched how he felt inside. Kunsel found him though and agreed to keep him secret and hide him in the army itself

"I didn't know they would actually look for me," Cloud said, "I didn't know I caused so much trouble."

"You're not that much trouble," Zack said, "I know I for one would be happy to serve a Crown Prince."

"But your so much more princely than me," Cloud said, "you tried to fix everything I ruined."

"It was fun," Zack said. That finally gets Cloud to laugh.

In the end, a lot of the people agreed that Zack would make a fine prince and king when the 2nd engagement announcement came out.

#au #headcanon #zack fair #cloud strife #clack #trans!Cloud #royal fantasy #thanks for the prompts!

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thevoidisscreamingbackatyou · 10 months

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i am a fish inside a birdcage(my brother always sings me songs)

omg guys i wrote something

this started as a ventfic and eventually became 2k12!mikey and leo bonding DBKSBD

i love them your honor

tws: anxiety, dissociation, transphobia, su1cide, death, a kid gets kicked out

this is hurt/comfort i swear

Leo woke up suddenly, eyes wide and heart pouding erratically. She had no idea what was going on. Groaning, she dragged a hand over her face and tried to wake up, head still foggy despite her spiking heartrate.

"Today's a bad day, I suppose," she muttered as she slowly got out of bed, staring uncomprehendingly at the alarm clock next to her. It's flashing red numbers read 3:00 AM, three hours before she would usually wake up.

After staring at the number for some time and willing it to change, she gave up, realizing 3:01 AM was the best she was gonna get. Extra time to meditate? Extra time to meditate, she immediately decided, and slowly started her regular breathing exercises, automatically adjusting to her normal position.

While her siblings often ended up almost immediately in the mindscape, she loved to wait a few moments in the soft darkness behind her eyes, drinking up the peace while she had it. Her heartrate spiked again, and she groaned, her focus interrupted. Softly growling, so as not to wake up her siblings, she tried once more to get into the mindscape, but she just couldn't focus.

Leo gave up, sighing as her hyperactive body refused to listen to her tired brain. It was exhausting, constantly having her body fight itself, but everyone dealed with it, anyways. Whatever.

At least her soul was disconnected from her body now, just the way she liked it. No more anxiety for her. Quickly utilizing her constant exhaustion so that it'd seem like she just woke up to any outsiders, she walked to the kitchen, careful not to make noise. She was a ninja, after all.

Ohhhh no. The fridge. The enemy of night-time snacks. The normally peaceful turtle glared balefully at the creaky door hinges of the fridge, plotting on how to open it without waking any of her stupidly-light sleeping family up. Sighing, she decided it wasn't worth the trouble, not with her nerves already frayed. She sadly poured herself a glass of water and drank it to ease the nervous rock in the pit of her stomach.

Suddenly, she heard the telltale squeak of shoes against the floor and spun around, her current anxiety making her unable to think straight and ninja properly. She was faced with the sight of Mikey, holding up his hands nonthreateningly.

"Hey, it's just me, dude," he drawled softly, a look of intuitive curiosity on his face. Leo suspected he somehow already knew she was in a mood, which was weird but she supposed that was just Mikey.

"Hey, Mikey," she whispered, her voice slowly failing her. Ohhhh no, I'm going into that 'not talking' feeling, aren't I? She cleared her throat, trying to stop it from happening. She tried to ask Mikey why he was awake, but her brain stopped her, telling her, no no no, do NOT open your mouth, shhhhhh.

"You okay, dude?" he asked concernedly, and her chest constricted even more at the title, if that was possible. She'd never tried telling her siblings that she was…trans, not after that one kid she'd befriended. Oliver. He came out and got kicked out, died a week later from malnutrition, no matter how hard Leo had tried to keep him from dying.

He gave up.

Look, sure, Donnie had come out as nonbinary and everyone had accepted it, but he still went by 'he'. They just had another pronoun, there wasn't a complete opposite change. And besides, Leo was Leo, the perfect kid, the golden child, the leader. She couldn't just be trans.

Whatever. She'd zoned out, which was a weird feeling when she couldn't feel anything. Thankfully, it'd only been a few seconds, and Mikey was still waiting for her to respond expectantly, and oh Jupiter now she had to figure out how to get her mouth to work. Inwardly growling, she used the strings to open her mouth and forced out, "Yes, little brother, I'm completely fine. Are you ok? You're up very early."

Mikey shrugged and looked sad, immediately activating her body's older sister senses. "Had a nightmare," he mumbled, and she used her arm to gesture to the seat next to her, her expression softening, for once in tune with her soul.

He sat, and she guided her arm to be around him, trying not to break down at the sudden overwhelming sense of BAD she felt from the touch. Inwardly, she snapped at her brain, telling it to shut up so she could comfort her brother.

"What was it about?" she asked, trying to bring herself back to the real world without getting too close to the ground. It came out blunter than she intended, and she winced, but Mikey didn't seem offended.

"I…I thought I lost you. You know, that time you were in a coma? I thought you'd never wake up," he mumbled, clearly barely keeping his tears at bay. "A-and…." He burst into sobs, unable to say much more as he wailed into his older sister's chest.

She patted his head gently, her heart breaking in her body even as her soul watched, unresponsive. Softly, her body hummed lullabies to him, occasionally whispering, "I'm here."

And by the end of it, she realized, she actually was.

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Which muses are the most patient? The most impatient?

This is a very good question:

Tell you what I’ll create a little listen of patience starting from most patient to least patient:

1) Ivan:

He is King B, as the leader of this group of villains I feel like he needs too? From working with such difficult and tough personalties to waiting for the right moment to strike and take initiative….he definitely has conditioned himself to be patient for sure. He knows that with a right strategy and caution, he can get the upper hand. Although he acknowledges that sometimes there needs to be quick action, he doesn't like to jump into things because it leaves you in the open for anyone to take advantage.

2) Felicity:

She HAS TO BE PATIENT when it comes to dealing with the male members of the crowned divinity (which is basically the majority of them). Getting to where she is today was a challenge that required her to manipulate the playing field to her advantage, of course patience is included in the mix. Again, dealing with (and I quote) “Dumb baby men” really isn’t for the weak.

3) Royce:

He will wait days and months if it means to get his change to strike. Being insincere and calculative go hand in hand when it comes to Royce dealing with things, patience is part of the package for sure. He'll hear you out, get what you need, comfort you, give life advice and much more if it means getting what he wants--he also doesn't have to hurt anyone to do so.....unless he really really needs too.

4) Valentino:

He is the artist of the group, he knows that a craft takes time and dedication. The reason as to why he isn't higher on the list is because Valentino makes everything into a drama. Any inconvenience and Valentino is already trying to fix the problem without even truly knowing what is going on; He also mops and drowns in sorrows before doing anything else.

5) Mateo:

The concept of death is very important in Mateo's ideals. It is a level of acceptance that everyone eventually has to come to terms with. As Maleficus, the guide who helps lost souls find their way, he learned that every soul has different acceptance rates (although he doesn't actively do 'his job description'). When he was younger however, he certainly was VERY impatient. Growing older he mellowed down and realized that no matter how much he pushes forward, the 'game is rigged'. nevertheless, He does tend to loose his cool from time to time so that's why he isn't higher on the list.

6) Bhavani:

Little miss Sunshine is the embodiment of a storm. She can be explosive and excessive when she doesn't get her way or when you upset her. She doesn't mind waiting per say but she has her limits. Like the sun coming out to share its sunshine to the world: Their on a schedule. She isn't the most patient neither impatient. With people, she is a little more companionate and is willing to work with said person but stay too long under the storm your bound to get struck by lighting.

7) Hyun:

The Fire dragon, cousin of Ivan Bellemore, is a....lets say: a hot head. She is a woman that wants results as soon as possible. depending on what we talking about she isn't going to get nasty with it but if its something that she needs she might get a certain kind of way. She doesn't wait for others to do, if not she takes matters into her own hands.

8) Khari: The Fashion icon/Business man has places to go, things to do he CANNOT wait around and deal with certain scenarios that require time--NOPE, again we have stuff to do! He is very cutthroat, doesn't care who gets upset or hurt.

9) Apollo:

Your taking forever? You don't provide an adequate service? OOOOOFFFF WITH THEIR HEADS! Apollo can be a wonderlust sweetheart indeed, however, ever since the electroshock therapy his range of emotion changes quite rapidly. The King of Hearts keeps him at bay, but Apollo just cant help wanting his way--not YOUR way.

10) Quinton:

The Golden Golem has far too much energy to sit around and wait for things. He wants to see change quickly. There's a problem? No worries, fight it out and onward. He needs constant movement, he doesn't want to be in the same scenario for too long. War and battle is his go to for the simple reason that it gives results one way or another.

11) Zhongli:

This Trickster is deranged, he cannot handle patience. He needs to be tamed by the other royals because if not? Blood and guts will FLY left and right. The Concept of patience doesn't really come across due to the fact that whatever could be planned later could be done NOW.

#| Knowledge of the Crown |#anon thank you for the interst!#patience is key? no?

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Advice to Work on Yourself 💇🏽‍♂️in November 2022: Pisces

9 Pentacles - 5 Swords rev - King of Pentacles

Regarding: 8 Cups

You’ve left a situation & people behind for your own sake, because you’re not fighting with them, you don’t want anything to do with arguments or chaos, though there are obviously clear differences between you. Leaving people behind was probably an act of self care, you do have to worry about your own peace first, and 8 Cups shows you feeling you don’t have much choice in the matter. It’s been some time since whatever happened, and you are being encouraged to open the door again, and speak your truth. You may not have ever actually spoken up in the first place, you just walked away, tired of whatever situation or dynamic between people was happening. This is probably regarding a friend, 3 Cups describes what’s being healed. It could also be upcoming holidays that are giving you the opportunity to heal connections. Communication is key in doing this, yours. Speaking your truth about disappointment, sadness, feeling alone & unsupported. It’s not an easy thing to do, and with Queen of Swords here, you’re having to do this in a way that’s detached emotionally and focused on truth. Just getting it out. Or she’s someone you’re needing to talk to. This opens the door for a possible apology and reunion with people you’ve fallen out with, especially a King of Pentacles. Even in this detached state, a bit of vulnerability goes a long way. You share your truth, someone/s will share theirs, and there is hope for reconciliation & healing ❤️‍🩹

Animal Oracle: Emu 🐦

“This is a good time to go on a new adventure.”

Your sense of adventure is calling you. Can you hear it? Listen to your heart of hearts - the still small voice that whispers to you of holy and exotic places and if the pleasure of discovering the unfamiliar and novel, feeling confident and trusting in your instincts and intuition to guide you on your journey. Let this be a wandering pilgrimage, one where you can be appreciative of whatever circumstances you encounter and make the best of them. Have some idea of where and what you’ll be doing, but don’t be attached to the plan. Instead, be willing to adjust your itinerary as you are so guided.

Dismiss the voice that says “Yeah sounds good, but I can’t do that because…” This kind of thinking not only limits you by always keeping you in the illusion of comfort and safety, but also leads you to avoiding the real life drama that comes from stretching your comfort zone. You do not need to do so in a way that puts you in any real danger, as there are many options where risk is minimal, yet the thrill and excitement of exploration is still there. So heed the calling, and first believe that it’s possible for you to act on it. And don’t wait too long. Life is too short.

Artist Oracle: WASSILY KANDINSKY

- Transcend systems to find spirit.

- Hear music through sight.

- Begin with a dot.

Advice:

- Improve Your Listening, which came out reversed, which is odd…I assume your listening is fine, it’s your communication that needs work.

- Improve Your Posture

Charms:

Pink Cat 🐈 on Improve Your Listening rev shows non verbal communication. The High Priestess is silent, she knows the truth, uses her intuition and communicates with her eyes, mannerisms, interests, thoughts & feelings. You expect people to read your mind, and though it’s possible you have some sort of telepathy with the people around you (as Pisces often does, it’s impossible to “get” Pisces without some level of intuitive perception), it’s more of a gift of your own than something everyone has. Or can read. Therefore, you need to actually speak.

Unicorn 🦄 on The Star shows a bit of magic in healing, seeing the bright side, having faith and an optimistic outlook on your future, yourself, and whatever connection needs healing. It could be a wish come true, or something you didn’t think was possible but actually is.

#boujee kitchen table read #I forgot #sorry bout it #pisces tarot reading #advice to work on yourself #november 2022 #Pisces #tarot

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Stand by me

Chapter 1 • Chapter 2 • Chapter 3 • Chapter 4 • Chapter 5 • Chapter 6

Summary: Din Djarin, a young introvert Mandalorian, meets the golden boy Luke Skywalker on Naboo the last year of high school. He’s about to learn that love’s not easy when you are not willing to embrace your feelings.

Or 5 times Din comforts Luke after a break up, and 1 time Din shows him that he’s a keeper.

Pairing: Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker.

Characters: Din Djarin, Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa, Paz Vizsla, The Armorer, Anakin Skywalker, Padmè Amidala, Grogu, Cara Dune, Greef Karga, Biggs Darklighter, Boba Fett, Obi Wan Kenobi, Fennec Shand, Wedge Antilles, Han Solo, Omera, Winta, Mara Jade, Cobb Vanth, Moff Gideon, Sheev Palpatine.

Rating: Mature (rating will change)

Warnings: Minor Luke Skywalker/Cobb Vanth. Canon typical violence.

Tags: Canon Divergence AU, 5+1 Things, Meet-Cute, Miscommunication, Friends To Lovers, Mutual Pining, Slow Burn, Angst, Fluff, Bisexual Luke Skywalker, Demisexual Din Djarin, Protective Din Djarin, Top Din Djarin, Bottom Luke Skywalker, Coming Of Age, Possessive Behaviour (not from the main characters), Toxic Relationship (not between the pairing). Sassy Anakin Skywalker. Confused Din Djarin. Human Disaster Paz Vizsla. Adorable Baby Yoda.

Chapters: 5/6.

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Chapter 5: Mos Eisley

I don't care, go on and tear me apart - Coldplay

"You deserve all the happiness in the galaxy, cyar'ika." Din said resting his chin on Luke's shoulder. Luke turned around, keeping Din's arms around his waist, they were facing each other now.

Luke bored into his eyes and then he stared down "You make me feel like that teenager again." Din frowned. "The one that gave himself to you?" Din felt his heart thudding frantically against his ribs. "I'm still in that lake, Din. I have never swum away from you. I'm still there, waiting for you, frozen in time."

Din was holding his breath.

Din woke up, slowly rubbing sleep from his eyes, he propped himself up on his elbows only to find Luke standing in front of him.

"Let's go, Din. We need to go back to Mos Eisley."

Din cleared his throat, already missing the feeling of Luke's body against him. "How-How do you feel?" He asked genuinely concerned about his emotional state. Last thing he remembered was the sounds his Luke made while trying to hide he was still crying.

Luke avoided the question and walked away "We shouldn't waste our time, I'm waiting for you outside."

Din frowned confused as he jumped off the bunk.

They walked through the Mos Eisley's streets mingling with people, Luke with his hood on and Din in full beskar, they tried to go unnoticed, they failed. "Luke? Where are we going?"

Luke hushed him. Din kept walking beside him until the blonde man nodded at him and entered into the Mos Eisley Towers. Din grimaced wondering why Luke was taking him to a hotel. Luke asked for a room and paid for it, he tilted his head towards the corridors that went underground, Din followed him completely disoriented. "What are we doing here?" He asked him when Luke opened the door to the rented room.

Luke grabbed him by his arm and closed the door behind him. "Alright, last night I got some information about this Gideon guy. We need to sneak into room sixty-seven." Din shrugged. "There's gonna be a meeting there, at noon, someone that's working for Gideon is meeting some mercenaries."

"Kriff, Luke." Din sighed unconsciously brushing his holstered blaster with the tip of his fingers. "Good job."

"Are you ready?" Luke asked. Din nodded. "Follow me." Din knew for sure that he would follow Luke to the end of the galaxy and that he would kill anyone in order to keep Grogu safe.

Luke used the force to break into the room, he looked around while Din was closing the door. "Now look, we need to listen to these bastards and it's important they don't know we're here. You hear me Din?" Din was loving Luke's bossy behaviour. "No matter what you hear, no matter how much you want to shoot the shit out of them, we need them walking out of this room safe and sound and not noticing we were here."

"What you have in mind? Some Jedi trick?" Both chuckled.

Luke shook his head smiling, closing his eyes "No." He opened them staring into Din's visor "I was thinking of hiding." He said pointing at the closet.

Din flinched "There? Are you sure we'll fit in there?"

"Well, let's see." He said taking Din's hand and walking into the closet. "They're coming." He whispered.

The space wasn't big enough for both of them, still they closed the door while Luke was facing Din, resting his forearms against his chest plate, his thigh rubbing between Din's as he was trying to position himself inside the closet. He stared at Din's visor with eyes wide open, his face only inches apart, he shivered when Din rested both forearms at the sides of his head, encasing him. It was dark but Din could see him since he activated his helmet night vision. Luke looked so vulnerable, with his lips parted and his eyes closed now. Gorgeous. Din could only think about how much he loved this man. He was zoning out when Luke's breathing snapped him out of his thoughts. At the same moment the sound of the room's door opening took him off guard, Luke swallowed hard, Din was now very conscious of his surroundings. The voices the other side of the thin door catching his attention now.

"These are the coordinates, you bring this asset to us and you'll get your payment."

"No, advance fifty percent or there's no deal at all." A male voice retorted.

Din startled hearing that voice, earning him a low groan from Luke, the movement made him rub Luke's crotch with his thigh plate.

His angel was now panting and fogging his visor. Din was cursing himself staring at him, Luke's mouth hung open when Din tried to pull away but he only managed to rub Luke's crotch again, damn cramped closet.

"You think we're stupid? Won't pay you in advance."

"Then you should look for someone else. I'm out."

Luke's breathing started to sound louder. Din moved his hand and put it over Luke's mouth, trying to muffle the blonde man's heavy breathing, that made things worse.

Now Din was panting too, he was dying feeling Luke's warmth against his body, his lips twitching under his gloved hand, the sight of his pretty face and their thighs tangled, he couldn't control himself anymore. He removed his hand from Luke's mouth and put it on the back of his head, bringing their foreheads together. Somehow it soothed both of them, their breathing getting even.

Outside, silence.

"Din, they left." Luke said in a soft voice. That broke Din's reverie. He slowly pulled away from Luke. He came out of the closet first followed by Luke. "He didn't take the job."

Din cleared his throat "He didn't. Now listen, I know him." Luke frowned. "It was Fett." Luke's eyebrows arched in surprised.

"Indeed I am." Boba Fett said resting against the fresher's door. Din and Luke froze. "Din. Skywalker." He bowed his head.

"Boba..." Din took two steps forward, leaving Luke behind him in a protective way.

"It's a good thing I was wearing my helmet, I could hear you inside that closet." He arched his eyebrows, holding his helmet against his hip.

"You're working for Gideon?" Din asked and Luke came closer to him.

"Since I didn't take this job, no."

"Din let's talk somewhere else. Here's not safe." Luke said.

They returned to their rented room, Luke closed the door facing Boba.

"Tell us everything you know about the asset, and where they were meeting you, Fett." Luke demanded, Din could tell by the tension in his voice that he was a minute away from killing Boba.

"I'm sorry Jedi, I've barely seen the coordinates, they didn't hand them to me."

"And what about the asset?" Din insisted.

"It's a scientist, some dude called Doctor Pershing." Luke frowned. "What is it vod? What's going on?"

"They want the kid. And Luke." Din answered and Luke growled, obviously upset about the information he was offering Boba.

"The kid you told me about? Grogu?" Boba asked concerned, Din nodded. "Vod, I want to help."

"Then give us Gideon." Luke deadpanned.

"I don't know the man, I've never seen him, only his henchmen." Boba scratched his hair "Look Skywalker, I was only taking a job, I'm not a criminal."

"I know, Boba." Din said looking at Luke and slowly nodding. "We know that." Luke narrowed his eyes not convinced.

Boba left the room with the promise of being Din's eyes and ears through the galaxy.

"Do you trust him?" Luke asked when they were alone again.

"Yes."

Luke sighed nodding "Alright." He rested his hands on his hips, Din's eyes traveled up and down his body.

"A scientist? Why would they need a scientist?" Din asked.

"To clone Jedi." Luke sighed as Din gasped. "I told you everything was connected, now I understand, that's why they want me dead and Grogu alive."

Din's heart skipped a beat, Luke and Grogu were still in danger, his stomach clenched, for the first time since he lost his parents he felt real fear. "What-what do we do?"

"We need to go to Coruscant immediately, I need to tell this to the Jedi council. They, they will know how to proceed."

When they were heading towards the door, Luke turned around and frowned staring down.

"Luke?"

Luke tilted his head finding Din's eyes "Din, don't think I don't know what a keldabe kiss is."

Din flinched staring at the blonde's eyes swallowing through the lump in his throat.

"You kissed me, Din." He stared into Din's eyes with a sadness that hurt Din.

Din considered what Luke was saying and sighed feeling defeated. His heart was aching, he was torn between his yearning for Luke's love and the fact that Luke was dealing with the aftermath of another break-up.

"It was wrong, I'm sorry." He managed to say.

Luke shrugged slightly "Oh! So now that you couldn't get away with it you're getting cold feet. You kissed me, Mandalorian." He chuckled. Soothing Din's arm with his hand.

Din laughed nervously, his skin under Luke's touch burning. He was scared and desperate, but above all things he couldn't shake the thought of Luke and Mara Jade having sex, sleeping next to each other, it was obvious that Luke was trying to forget her and Din was conveniently in front of him right now.

"What am I? A rebound?" He said under his breath avoiding Luke's gaze.

Luke's face changed "What?" He looked serious. "Gosh, you're so clueless."

Din felt his pride hurt and the words came out from his mouth unbidden. "Yeah, Luke, you're right. I'm not good at this, unlike you I'm not jumping from bed to bed."

Oh no. No. No. No!

"I'm, I'm sorry Luke, I didn't mean it." He grabbed Luke's hand but the Jedi didn't move, didn't say a word. "Luke? Kriff! I'm an idiot! Please, say something."

The Jedi's eyes were cloudy and full of pain. "This is us now, apparently the only thing we do lately is fighting."

Luke's words felt like a knife through Din's heart. "I..." But his words were cut off by Luke leaving the bedroom. He walked down the corridor not waiting for Din and not covering himself with his hood. Din was following him putting his helmet on and hating himself. "Please, wait."

When Din was reaching out one hand to Luke, they stumbled upon a man. The stranger was raising his hands as in surrender "Boy, I'm sorry, it's on me, I was distracted." His lips curled up when he stared at Luke's face pointedly, "My, my... Wormie?"

Din shifted his gaze between Luke and the man, the stranger was taller than Luke, slender, with gray hair and carefully trimmed gray beard, and unfortunately he was very attractive. "Wormie?" Din asked but no one payed attention to him.

"Cobb Vanth? I can't believe it!" Luke gracefully put both hands on the stranger's shoulders. Actually he wasn't a stranger anymore, Kriff... Luke knows this guy?

"I can't believe it neither, you look so... Grown up. Look at you." He lifted Luke's chin with a curled index finger and Din was fuming behind the helmet. "You're not that little boy anymore, I like that." Luke blinked astonished while Din put a hand on Cobb's chest gently pulling him away from Luke.

"Cobb, is it?" Din asked and Vanth nodded with a blank expression looking at him right in the eye. "Don't touch him."

"Din! He's an old friend from my youngling days, I spent some time here light-training, cut it out!" Luke looked annoyed and Din felt miserable, he was burning his boats so fast and so ridiculously that he needed to walk away.

"I'm-I'm sorry. I'll wait for you outside." He said without even thinking and walked leaving Luke and the damn Cobb Vanth behind him.

"Who's that?" He heard the man asking.

"He's my best friend in the galaxy." Luke said and Din's heart clenched thinking about the awful things that he have been doing to him since his engagement party. Din didn't recognize himself, he was surely losing it.

When Luke joined him, he was searching for Din's eyes behind the visor, his angel was considerate enough to not mention the matter. But Din was feeling guilty and he needed to apologize again. "I didn't know he was your friend, I thought... I was trying to protect you, I guess." He shrugged "I'm sorry, Luke."

Luke blinked pressing his lips together "Sometimes you forget I'm a Jedi, don't you?" His smile wasn't there but his eyes were kind and loving in a way that caressed Din's aching soul.

Din softly chuckled "Yeah, you're right, I'm aware of the fact that you don't need protection at all."

"See you on Coruscant." Luke said and walked in the opposite direction, Din stood in place for a while, staring at his distant form.

For the next months Din traveled from planet to planet, sometimes Boba joined him, he was searching for Doctor Pershing and Gideon while providing his covert with credits and weapons. He returned to Coruscant to visit the child, but Luke wasn't on planet, always on mission. Nevertheless, Din holocommed Luke every week.

"Where were you Luke? I'm just leaving Coruscant." Din asked, eyes fixed on the blonde's face in the holo.

"I went to Tatooine." Luke looked down.

"Mos Eisley?" Din said arching his eyebrows.

"Mos Pelgo, actually." Luke scratched his hair pulling a face. Din knew for sure that his cyare was on something, it was clear he was seeing someone. One time Din could spot a love mark on Luke's neck, but the Jedi swiftly cover it with his hand. Din tried to act like he didn't notice it.

Din was tossing and turning in his bunk bed when the thought hit him, Luke was seeing that Cobb man. He grimaced and covered his face with both hands "Kriff, no..." Din couldn't help but think about Cobb sucking on Luke's skin, proud of the marks he left behind. "No, no, no." He shook his head as a lonely tear rolled down his cheek. He allowed himself crying, for the first time he was being honest, he didn't want Luke dating other people, he wanted to be his riduur, he wanted to wake up every morning next to Luke and raise warriors with him, he wanted it all and in reality, he had nothing.

The holocomm blinked. Din answered slightly worried, it was Leia's link. "Lei? Wha-?" He froze when he saw little Grogu sitting on her lap, baby was smiling and raising his little arms up, like he was trying to touch Din.

"Before you freak out, look at him, he's perfectly fine."

Fuck, no.

"What happened?"

"Another kidnap attempt. But everything's fine, Din. The kid didn't notice, my father killed the man before he could put a hand on Grogu." Leia stared at Din while Grogu chirped excited.

"Who was the guy?" Din asked through gritted teeth.

Leia snorted out a laugh "An amateur bounty hunter named Toro Calican."

Din stayed in silence.

"Din, I promise, nothing happened."

Din stared at Grogu feeling useless, he wanted to be there to hold him in his arms and protect him till the end of times. "I'm on my way, wait for me, I'm not far away." Leia nodded. "And what about Luke? Is he alright?" Din swallowed hard.

"I commed him before you, he was off planet. He's coming to Coruscant as we talk."

Grogu was peacefully sleeping in his tiny bed when Din crouched beside him and gently caressed his back, Leia smiled softly, standing next to them. "Grogu look who's here." She said with a sweet voice.

Grogu cracked an eye open and when he realized Din was there, the baby just jumped into Din's arms. He chuckled holding the baby, pressing his chin down to Grogu's fuzzy head. "I'm here ad'ika, I'm here."

Leia's eyes widened "Mandalorian, I know what that word means." She said smiling and huffing "It's natural, I guess, you're like a father to him, Din."

And he's like my son.

Din nodded at her with teary eyes.

"I leave you alone, see you later." She said before leaving the bedroom.

It was late at night when Din was wandering the temple hallways, stunned by the magnificent architecture when he caught a glimpse of a man dressed in black out of the corner of his eye. It was Luke.

Din rushed to meet him, Luke's face looked pale, his eyelids swollen and his eyes glassy. It was evident the blonde Jedi had been crying his eyes out. Din held a hand up, hesitating hovering over Luke's face, Luke closed his eyes, he sighed, Din took that as an invitation and then, he touched his cheek as Luke covered his hand with his own. "Luke?"

Luke opened his eyes and put his arms around his neck, hiding his face in the crook of Din's neck. He cried. Din cried too, soothing Luke's back with his hands.

Luke's apartment felt cold, the Jedi was standing in front of Din, they were in silence, Din looked around nervously as Luke drew in a sharp breath. "I have been being selfish, Din." He squeezed his eyes shut "I wasn't here for Grogu, I feel like I'm gonna explode." He sat down on the couch. "You were right, I am jumping from bed to bed."

Din sat next to him "Can we just forget about that?"

"No." Luke sniffed. "You don't understand, I was banging someone when that man tried to kidnap Grogu." He took a deep breath, Din's heart broke into million pieces. "I don't know me anymore, I was trying to feel something, but I can't. I can't!"

Din avoided looking at him.

"Everything went downhill since Mara told me the truth and now... I think I'm broken Din. I'm broken." He panted as tears rolled down his face.

Din held him tight "You're not broken cyare." He whispered.

"I was seeing Cobb Vanth, I came back to him every time I needed to feel that things weren't fucked up, but it didn't work, not even once." Luke pulled back to stare at Din's face. "When Leia commed me, Cobb was right next to me, and I took it out on him, I dumped him, I told him that it was over and he laughed at me saying that I would be back to him."

Din went silent.

"It was just sex and I need more, I need... I want to be happy for once." Luke's hands clutched feebly at Din's shoulders and then he stood up, like he was needing to stay away from Din. Din didn't care, he stood up after him and encircled his waist from behind, pressing flush against his back.

"You deserve all the happiness in the galaxy, cyar'ika." Din said resting his chin on Luke's shoulder. Luke turned around, keeping Din's arms around his waist, they were facing each other now.

Din was holding his breath.

Luke shook his head "Nevermind, I'm being selfish again. I need to ask you something."

"Yes..." Din said in a hoarse voice.

"Take Grogu with you." Luke said pulling apart from him.

"What?"

"Take him with you to a safe planet, away from here."

"Safe? Luke, this place is chock-full of Jedi Knights, there's no place safer than this." Din was leaning forward trying to meet those blue eyes.

"That's the thing, someone inside the order is helping Gideon." Luke explained. "We don't know who it is, but I can tell you this, I only trust my father, my uncle, my master and my sister."

"For kriff's sake, Luke." Din sighed. "Are you sure?" The Jedi nodded. "But the Jedi won't allow it."

"They won't know until it's too late."

"You're crazy, you know that? I can't protect Grogu like you can." Din rested his hands on his hips.

"Yes you can, that's why I'm asking you and no other person." Din nodded closing his eyes. "You won't contact me, you won't tell anyone your whereabouts, you get it? Grogu won't use the force, he's been instructed to hide his abilities, I'll reach him through the force when it's safe."

"How long?"

Luke avoided Din's gaze "I don't know."

Din was walking towards the Razor Crest with Grogu in his arms, he turned around to say goodbye to Luke.

Luke spoke before him "May the force be with you." He nodded.

Din opened his mouth and then closed it, he closed the distance between them. He was wearing his helmet but he didn't care, he pressed Luke's forehead against his own, when he pulled away he stared at Luke's eyes with his heart full of love "I love you, Luke." Luke's eyes widened, he was gaping. Din walked away, not looking at Luke not even once.

Leia came close to her twin, the binary suns shining next to each other under the artificial night of Coruscant. She rested her face on Luke's shoulder as the Razor Crest took off.

Luke couldn't help the tears while saying under his breath "I love you too, Din." Leia kissed his wet cheek. The sound of traffic breaking the spell.

#dinluke #dinluke fanfiction #din djarin #luke skywalker #grogu #stand by me fanfic #skydalorian

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