#<- frows up. sorry forgive me

[leerentouls]

the good life

A brief snapeshot of Angel's life on Sanctuary.

i just wanted to write something and i have ideas but ough... writing's hard 3 and also im sick rn. rip. also! shocker, but i'm writing during the day...??!?!?!?! usually it's at like. 3 in the morning LOL also shoutout to MoodiestMags love the Rise to Grace series o7 <3 cw for mention of suicide

there's some stuff i wanted to mention in this ficlet - like the difference/similarity between Lilith + Angel wrt eridium addiction, and Moxxi and/or Roland at all (or a bit more) - but alas :'3 maybe in another ficlet or so

"Hey Angel, pass me that wrench?"

"Sure."

Angel's half-there in the moment, delving deep into code for additional defences for Sanctuary, but she still grabs the tool Gaige asks for and waves it in the other girl's direction.

"Thanks."

"Yep."

Six months and still Angel doesn't feel totally comfortable here. Mostly, but then, occasionally, she'd catch a glimpse of someone looking at her. Hyperion's Siren, she'd heard from one of the residents, and she'd never wanted to rid herself of her own face as much as she did then. She understands it, and it was more out of surprise then condemnation, but...

Then there was Lilith. And Mordecai and Brick. And Tiny Tina. And- to be honest... everyone. Everyone. Every Vault Hunter, every resident, everyone who knew of Handsome Jack-

But it's not like they go out of their way to make her feel unwelcome. Anymore.

Angel backs out of the code, closing her eyes and pinching the bridge of her nose. Progress has been made, she reminds herself; people don't quite regard her with such revulsion or contempt anymore (but they remember), and people talk to her, whether resident or Crimson Raider.

(She almost wishes Tim was here. She feels bad about that. She could fix it, if she just talks about it.)

DT beeps, and Angel hears Gaige shift out from where she was fixing up. She knows what's next; it's familiar now.

"You OK, Angel?"

"Yeah," she replies, rote. "Overthinking. You know."

She flinches when Gaige reaches out to rub her shoulder in comfort. A flinch, or trying to shrug her off, Angel could call it either-or, and for whatever reason: her father's ghost hangs over her shoulder like when he would try to calm or restrain her, and that's why she's flinching or rejecting this comfort, or perhaps because she doesn't deserve it, at least not yet. It's been a hard and steep hill to climb in such a short time.

Gaige isn't to be deterred, so wraps an arm around Angel's shoulders fully, pulling her into an awkward side hug. Angel acquiesces.

(She thinks of Tim's face in the shuttle.)

"You wanna come with me next time?"

"Vault Hunting?"

"Yeah! Or just hunting."

"Oh! Yeah, actually, I'd like to get out for a bit, whenever you go next."

(Her voice, cool: He's on his way to kidnap your Siren, sir.)

"Cool," Gaige says, grinning and playfully punching Angel's shoulder. The Siren fakes a pained groan. They both re-settle into the groove: code and machinery, side-by-side. Angel keeps a half a mind fantasizing about Vault Hunting for the pure joy of treasure-hunting, rather than as a means of exerting control over a planet's people. They're not even here of their own will, usually: prisoners or children of them, or deserted here. It's not their fault. Ah, c'mon now, back to the joy of hunting for fun.

(At the precise point where Handsome Jack could only deal with so many interferences at once, so he had Tim posted on the Jackpot. He'd live - for a time, at least.)

It'd be cool to see everyone in action while also being on the same playing field, instead of watching from "above". There again, Angel would be too busy keeping up to actually watch them. But it'd be cool all the same - being part of the team (so long as she doesn't fuck anything up, or not too badly), and proving her worth.

... Or just proving her potential as a Vault Hunter. Angel nods to herself; yes, potential. Maya said that her worth is more than what she can do for other people, that she is inherently worth being respected as another person. That was nice.

(He'd even outlive Handsome Jack.)

... Maybe... maybe after this next outing, whenever that is, she might mention Tim and the Jackpot. Moxxi'd be interested, she thinks.

(But not her.)

It's not a bad life here. She hopes to make it up to Tim.

[its-tortle]

Hi! 💕 34 for the spotify wrapped ficlets? 🥰

hi riley! this is such a cute song and was definitiely fun to write 💗 thank you!

Sat in a pub on the Heath, first kiss, first Friday in June You asked what I tell my friends, said, "It's a glowing review" Baby, nothing much has changed, I guess your buzzcut, it grew But I'm still the girl with the blush, giving a glowing review

The little bell above the door rings as Bucky enters the cafe, and he checks his phone for the time. Only fifteen minutes late, he thinks. That’s still forgivable. He scans the tables that are busy with other Sunday-brunchers, and then spots his friends in the back left corner.

With a smile, he makes his way over to them. “Hey, guys.”

“Good morning,” Wanda greets. “You’re late.”

“And you’re wearing yesterday’s shirt,” Natasha adds.

Bucky frows and lets out an incredulous huff of a laugh. “What? You didn’t even see me yesterday.”

“Yeah, but you are very active on your Instagram story.” Natasha gives him a smug little smile as he sits down across from her.

“That,” he says with a pointed look in her direction, “is stalker behavior. And why am I being interrogated so early in the morning?”

“It’s after ten,” Wanda laughs.

Clint frowns at her. “That’s early.”

Bucky leans across the table to high five him. 

The girls roll their eyes, but say nothing for a moment as they all take a minute to look at the menu. Bucky knows what he wants, really. He’s been getting the blueberry waffles here since they first started coming.

Instead he looks around the bright, colorful space and lets the June sun fall on his face through the window and let’s himself think about last night, and this morning. He’s smiling into his hand before he knows it.

“Okay, Bucky,” Natasha interrupts his daydream. “Your grace period is over.”

“That was the grace period?”

Natasha doesn't respond. “Spill. I assume the date went well since you didn’t go home last night?”

And Bucky really isn’t good at being subtle. He can feel his lips straining to hold back a grin as soon as she asks.

“Oh my god,” Clint remarks. “He’s whipped.”

“Shut up,” Bucky says pointedly. “I am not whipped. But, um. Yeah. It went really well.”

His friend all just look at him with pointed stares like he’s not off the hook yet. Bucky lets out a long breath, and then gives in.

He tells them about how he had really only been going on the tinder date because his therapist said he needed to get out more, and also because the guy was gorgeous on his pictures, but how that had had nothing on him in real life. He told them that Steve was nice, and funny, and seemed genuinely interested in the world and in Bucky. They had gotten burritos for dinner and then gone for drinks and talked until the bar closed at 3 AM. Nothing had happened, he explained with a pointed look, but Steve’s place was much closer and Bucky was really tired so Steve had offered his place up.

“He’s a gentleman,” Bucky tells them. “He offered to sleep on the couch, for fuck’s sake.”

Wanda barks out a surprised, happy little laugh. Clint snorts.

“He didn’t though?” Natasha asks with a gracefully raised eyebrow.

Bucky feels himself blush, even though he knows its ridiculous. “No. I wanted to cuddle.”

Wanda laughs in earnest then, and the others join in with chuckles of their own. It’s not mean, though, not at all, and Bucky feels a laugh bubble out of his own throat at the joy he feels reverberate around the table.

“A glowing review, then?” Wanda asks, still grinning.

Bucky nods. His cheeks are warm.

“We’re happy for you, Bucky.”

--

This time, he’s almost thirty minutes late. The bell above the door still rings out in the same jingle, and Bucky still finds his friends at the same table in the back corner by the window.

He goes to them swiftly, still slightly out of breath from his power walk from the subway stop. “Hey,” he greets. “Sorry I’m late.”

Wanda rolls her eyes good-naturedly. “We’re used to it.”

Natasha checks her watch. “This is a pretty significant one, though. Have a good morning?”

Her voice is teasing and suggestive, and Bucky off-handledly gives he the finger. “Shut up.”

“That’s a yes,” she says, and Bucky wants to wipe that smug look right off her face.

Bucky still orders the blueberry waffles and a large coffee, and Clint still gets a giant strawberry milkshake. Wanda wants the fresh orange juice. The whole thing feels very familiar, like stepping into a timeless scene of unchanging comfort. Bucky basks in it.

But he’s also grinning again, thinking about Steve and how he had looked that morning, with sleepy eyes and messy golden hair, and how he had kissed Bucky goodbye with an easy, familiar ‘see you tonight’. 

Bucky hears his name suddenly, and looks up to find Natasha giving him an amused look.

“What?” he asks dumbly.

Her amused smile widens. “We were wondering if you’re free Friday. They’re playing that Scorcese movie at the Spectacle.”

“The mafia one?”

Natasha nods.

Bucky thinks for a moment. “I’ll have to see. It’s mine and Steve anniversary, but I’ll ask.”

“Not it’s not,” Wanda says quickly, and Bucky shoots her a questioning gaze. “You got together at my birthday party on the 16th, I remember.”

Bucky lets out an incredulous huff. “You guys know way too much about this relationship,” he comments. “But, yeah, sure, that’s when we made it official. But we just say the first Friday in June.”

The others nod. They must also be remembering the way Bucky came in almost a year ago, fifteen minutes late and in yesterday’s shirt.

“It’s still going well, then?” Wanda asks.

Bucky feels himself grin and blush before he’s even opened his mouth. “Yeah. Really well. I- He’s just wonderful.”

Natasha laughs. “Oh my god. Truly nothing has changed.”

“His weird haircut grew out,” Clint points out.

And before Bucky can protest that it was cute, Wanda chimes in. “But Bucky’s still sitting at brunch with a blush, giving a glowing review.”

Bucky’s blush deepens. He remembers all those months ago, when Steve had worried about what Bucky told his friends. He really needn’t have.

[twiggyart6]

collecting short funny things to write under fanart of characters you really love

please feel free to add more thank you :3

(this is long as shit be prepared)

ough

looking at them

my friend :)

mwehehe

augh

I can't believe this

brain blasted

what a little freak

do you even care

be so fucking for real

your kidding

what a weirdo

a wonderous creature

consider this

from my personal collection

what the

I'm so normal

I'm not normal

why are they like that

evil swag

TEEHEE

I'm gonna frow up

yeah this is pretty cool

pretty fucked up dog

have you seen this?

my beautiful princess

I'm ill

oh good heavens!

my son. he has every disease

this shit aint nothin to me man

I laurve them

yoink

just a little bit. as a treat

tell them to stop

me when I GET you

MY GUY

the psychic worm (wohwohwohwohw)

good lord

cuteness aggression towards them

what the fuck ever

im feeling something

sigh

me when the

GRRAAAHH

im fucking serious

love it when they appear

its becoming unhealthy

go white boy go!

your never gonna believe this

worst guy ive ever seen

their just so ... drawable

sorry guys

i saw it in a dream

she is very gorgeous to me!

i see them when i close my eyes

my little scrungle

be so fucking for real

i can do whatever i want

bitch

yeah

my baby girl

my little kitty meow meow

they've done something to me

i gotta get outa here

yep

my favorite white man

dude!?

full of joy a whimsy

going cray cray!

well....

erm

heyy gurl wasup

she is beuty she is grace

aaaaanything could happen

just like me fr

its time

yahoo!

divine retribution

yay!!

so was foretold in the prophecy

their so ... woah

yessir

god. fucking. damn.

they understand me

you are not immune to propaganda

Explodes character with mind

Forgive me

I would tell them my most depraved thoughts

for the win!

my treasure my beloved

awesome

oh yeah woo yeah

thats it thats the post

this above all else

-INHALE-

had to get it out of my system

you absolute baby buffoon

but make it epic

dont question it

gay baby jail

mwah <3

i want to make them into bread

no guys you don't get it

i got nervous

every fuckin time man

[puts face in hands and groans loudly]

no way

DONT DO THIS TO MEEEEE

take a deep breath

stupid little bow wow

cringeposting once again

abandon society, embrace insanity

god has let me draw another day

had to do it

changed my brain chemistry

so the thing is-

im going to make you so girlfail

pathetic wet cat

guys.

their neat idk

or something like that

ATTENTION!!

i have the disease and its terminal

shrimply amazing!

hits you with the beam

smile :)

send help

oh hi didn't see you there

no i will not elaborate

the creature is demonic in nature

i think there's something wrong with them

i think there's something wrong with me

its fine

woah woah woah

do you even realize what you've done

very cool

do you see my vision

whatever the fuck this is called

the strugler

interesting..

oh i got you dont worry

nobody move

character on the brain always and forever

#1 hater

funny you should say that

nature is healing

imagine a guy. now imagine them again

ooo mama

get drawn idiot

get obsessed over idiot

if only they were real

post this character instantly

your honor i need them

ive got some notes

A juicy morsel

I want to push them down the stairs

They wouldn’t dare

(Eyes wide and mouth frothing) yeah!

my beautiful wife <3

[lxvenderhxzehv]

"Yeah of course, it's not that far if walk and I have to stop at the supply shop" he mentioned with a shrugg. It was a complete lie, he'd never step foot in that shop again. And he put his hands up in defence "sorry, I didn't mean anything by it." He shrugged "You'll have to forgive me I'm not used to talking to as many people as there are here..." he nodded and began walk. He glanced at her with furrowed frows faking curiousity. "you wouldn't happen to be related to Chris Winters here would you"

She should be embarrassed considering how long she has been here. However Callie had no problem speaking up and if she was lost, ask for directions. she was grateful the person that she had stopped was able to confirm she was going in the right direction. "thank you." she stated with a small smile. "you sure?" she didn't want to impose nor be a bother. raising a brow "a pretty thing?" she tilted her head almost wondering if that implied something behind his words. "Callie Winters." she stated with a nod "please, lead the way."

[blu-joons]

When You Support Him At A Show Despite Him Leaving On An Argument ~ BTS Reaction

Jin:

His eyes widened in surprise as he walked into his dressing room to see you sat on the sofa, staring across at him with a blank expression on your face. “Y-you came?” He stuttered, stunned that you’d come across the city for the show.

“I couldn’t stay at home and miss out, regardless of how we left things,” you sighed, watching on as Jin took a seat beside you, “I’m still annoyed at you, but I know I would have regretted staying at home a lot more than being here.”

Jin’s head nodded, offering you a small smile as a token of his appreciation. “I’m sorry for yelling at you earlier, I was stressed and nervous, and it’s no excuse, but I hope that you can forgive me for being such an idiot.”

“I understand,” you assured him, resting your hand against his chest, “I know you’re busy, even if I’m not the one that you should be taking all of that out on.”

“You’re definitely not the one that I should be taking it out on,” Jin agreed, resting his hand over yours, “but it really means a lot that you still came, I was convinced that you wouldn’t be here tonight.”

You chuckled softly across at him, “I can tell by the look on your face, I’ve not seen you look that surprised to see me in a very long time.”

“It was a nice surprise, the best surprise that I’ve had in a long time.”

Yoongi:

The atmosphere was awkward as soon as the two of you found yourselves in the same room, neither able to quite figure out what to say to one another. “What made you come?” Yoongi then suddenly asked with no expression to his voice.

“Jimin rang me to make sure that I was coming, and I realised that I couldn’t let them down,” you informed him, “and a small part of me hoped that you’d still want me here, even if you didn’t leave on the best terms.”

His head slowly nodded as the two of you began to settle around one another. “Of course, I wanted you hear, it makes me sad to know that you even considered for a second not coming tonight because of this morning.”

“I wasn’t going to come because I thought it was what you wanted,” you argued, “never because I didn’t want to come, I was going to do it for your sake.”

“If you were doing this for my sake, then I’m glad you came,” he agreed, “I don’t think I could have faced going up on that stage tonight knowing that you weren’t there to support me, it just wouldn’t have been the same.”

Your eyes slowly turned up to look across at him, “seeing as we’ve both got what we want in that case, can we think about moving past this?”

“Absolutely, that’s the best thing that you’ve said to me all day.”

Hoseok:

Your eyes fell to the floor as soon as you saw Hobi walking towards you, panic in his face as he made sure that it was really you in front of him. “I didn’t think you’d come,” he sighed, nervously resting his hands against your arms.

“Trust me, I wasn’t going to come, but then I realised that staying at home would only make things worse,” you replied, shaking your head gently, “as much as I hate what you said, I’d hate myself for missing out on all of this.”

A soft sigh came from Hobi, followed by an apology. “I can’t justify what I said to you earlier, but I can promise you that I’m sorry, and that I didn’t mean what I said, I was just getting stressed, you know what I’m like.”

“I do know what you’re like,” you assured him, “which is why it came as such a surprise to hear you shout like that, you’ve never been like that before to me.”

“I know,” he agreed, hanging his head low in embarrassment, “I can’t expect us to move on like nothing has happened straight away, but I hope being here might explain to you what’s been stressing me so much.”

Your eyes looked around at the huge setup for the show that night, “I’ve got to say, it looks impressive. Has all of this come from your mind?”

“Every last bit, the creativity never stops in my imagination Y/N.”

Namjoon:

You followed behind Jungkook as he led you to where Namjoon was, letting you in despite Namjoon’s request to be left alone. “I swear one of you is about to…Y/N?” He frowned, surprised to see you stood before him.

“One of them is about to what?” You pushed, encouraging him to finish his sentence, “feel your wrath in the same way that I did this morning? Get pushed away because all they’re trying to do is care for you?”

Namjoon’s head shook as he stood up and closed the door behind him, “of course, I wouldn’t do that to them, and I should never have done that to you either. I’ve had time to think being here, and I was a fool Y/N.”

“You’re not wrong,” you agreed, pushing gently against his arm, “you’ve got to stop closing off from those around you who care about you Namjoon.”

“I know I do,” he smiled, admitting to his own faults, “this tour is so important, it’s all I can think about. Rather than accept help, I just keep thinking that I can do it all on my own, but the truth is, that I can’t.”

You stepped forwards, taking a hold of his hand, “asking for help isn’t a bad thing, there’s plenty of people around you who want to help, including me.”

“I know, and I promise that I won’t keep pushing you away anymore.”

Jimin:

Arms flew around you as soon as Jimin caught sight of you, squeezing you tightly against his chest. “I’m sorry,” he repeatedly whispered into your ear, closing his eyes and inhaling a deep breath to try and comfort himself.

“It’s alright,” you whispered, moving your arms to wrap around him too. “What’s gotten into you?” You questioned, eventually managing to wriggle out of Jimin’s grip so that the two of you could sand face to face.

His expression was full of panic as he studied you closely, “I didn’t think you’d show up, not after the way things were left when I left home. I thought you’d wait until I got home, and maybe throw me out or something.”

“I would never do that,” you laughed, “the argument was a petty, stupid thing, it’s not worth missing out on a show just for the sake of something so stupid.”

“I’m still so sorry,” he assured you once again, cupping his hands to either side of your face, “when the show is done tonight, I’ll make sure to prove to you just how sorry I am for saying the things that I said.”

Your head shook at his flustered state, “Jimin, I’m telling you that things are alright, I just want to enjoy your show tonight, and smile again.”

“I’ll make sure you have the best time; don’t you worry about a thing.”

Taehyung:

The moment his eyes met yours, he felt his heart stop, shocked to see that you had made the effort to fly over and see the boys on the road. “I didn’t think you’d come,” Taehyung whispered as he made his way over to you.

“I thought it would be my best chance to see you,” you admitted, letting go of a sigh, “I couldn’t stay at home any longer with the way things were, I hoped coming out here would give us the chance to clear the air, properly.”

Immediately, Taehyung’s head nodded, desperate to do the same with you. “I’ve been a wreck on this tour knowing that we’ve not been speaking, ask any of the boys, even they can tell that something’s wrong.”

“I think we both said things that we regret,” you suggested, as he agreed with you, “and I think we both have realised that arguing and tour don’t go together.”

“I’ve never hated being on the road more than I have this time around,” he admitted, “it’s been killing me trying to decide whether I should call or not, the last thing I wanted to do was annoy you more.”

Your head shook as you lightly laughed, “I was the exact same with you, I thought if I called whilst you were busy, you’d only hate me more.”

“I could never hate you, you’re the best thing that I’ve got.”

Jungkook:

He raced through the arena as soon as he heard a mention of your name, stopping in the doorway as he noticed you stood talking to Hobi backstage for their rehearsal. “Y/N?” He questioned, feeling his heart pound as your eyes looked around.

“Hi,” you nervously smiled, waving goodbye to Hobi as he suggested giving the two of you a moment alone. “The show looks good,” you anxiously complimented, not quite sure of what you wanted to say to him after so long.

He nodded proudly as your eyes looked anywhere else but across to him. “I wasn’t expecting you to show up, I thought that coming to a show was the last thing you’d want to do, I’ve not even text you, I’ve been terrible.”

“I’m not just here for you,” you quickly assured him, “I’m here to support my friends as well, we’ve still got plenty that we need to talk about just yet.”

“I know,” he whimpered, slightly fearful of what was to come, “and I know that I’ve got a lot of making up to do, but knowing that you came here to support me, or us, is something that I’m very grateful for.”

Your head nodded, weakly smiling at him, “like I said, I’m here to support all of you, I couldn’t let the boys down, and you as well.”

“I’m the one that’s let people down, you’ve done nothing.”

---

Masterlist

[yanderemommabean]

A Yiga attacks you, drawing blood. A mighty roar sounds in the distance, and not even a minute later, a feral Sidon emerges from the water, enraged and ready to kill. With a few well-placed snaps of his powerful jaws, Sidon has ripped the Yiga to shreds. When you get back to the Domain, Sidon is livid with you, berating you for trying to run away.

Tears run down your face uncontrollably as the Zora prince begins screaming at you, angry and ballistic as his stance makes you feel small and pathetic. You honestly weren’t trying to do anything! All of this started because of a misunderstanding and he won’t even take a second to listen to you!

Words are stuck in your throat as he sighs and turns around, too angry to look at you. You’re always starting trouble! Always ignoring his warnings! Why is it so hard for you to listen?!

“Sidon please I wasn’t-“

“I don’t want to hear it!”

“If you would just listen to me-“

“I SAID I DONT WANT TO HEAR IT!” He snaps, eyes turned to slits as he glared at you, mouth formed into a snarl “I don’t want to hear another word from you. You’ve deliberately disobeyed me and nearly gotten yourself killed! Unless the next words from you are an apology you can keep quiet for the rest of the day”.

You clench your fists, his words hurting and making you feel like a child being scolded. “If I knew you would treat me like a fucking child I would’ve let the Yiga kill me. I’m so tired of you acting like I can’t take care of myself. Fine. You want silence? Have it”.

Dramatic theatrics always pissed you off, and Sidon having the gall and audacity to act like he was scolding you out of love was asinine and grating on your nerves. Perhaps you should have been the one shredded by his teeth, at least then he’d actually do you a favor.

Not being allowed to go anywhere, be allowed to do anything, or even be allowed to speak your mind was absolute hell! You’re so fucking tired of it! If he wants to play games and be emotional then you can too.

Childish? Yeah but nothing about this situation was mature or on a level of calm and collected.

Hours go by, and you’re examining the bruises left by the attack as you sit by the waterfall. Another Zora guard is by your side, and he seems to want to say something but only nervously rocks on his feet as you stare down at the waters below.

“...He’s just looking out for you...you know?”.

You make a noise, looking up at the pale green Zora as he clears his throat and looks away. “The prince. He’s not doing it in the best way but...he just really cares about you and your well-being”.

You shake your head, not believing a word the fish said. “He’s got a funny way of showing it. That’s for fuckin’ sure” you bite out, looking up where the prince was pacing back and forth in the throne room. He still seemed livid and feral, but there was a hint of remorse behind those usually kind eyes.

With a sigh, the guard nods his head, toying with the shaft of his spear “The prince has had many hardships that he had no control over. You’re the closest person he’s been able to have in centuries. He doesn’t want to lose someone important again. I know he goes about it in a strange way, but you must know it comes from a good place”.

Sure. A good place. Right.

What’s so good about being treated like an incompetent child? Or being blamed for something you had zero control over? No, Sidon is just being cruel and controlling. Nothing sweet about it.

The Zora could tell you were hard set on brooding and frowing. Understandable given your circumstances. However he felt the need to try and cheer you up, even if just a little.

“Perhaps now that things have calmed down...you two could try to talk again? I’m sure even if you have choice words to say, it’s better than giving him the silent treatment”.

“HE’S THE ONE WHO WANTED ONE!” You spit, splashing the water slightly with the gesture you made with your hands. You huff, seeing the look on the guards face and turning to face the waterfalls again. “He won’t listen anyway. He’s mad at me and I’m tired of him. He only cares about how he feels, not about how I feel”.

“That’s not true, my pearl” a familiar, deep voice replied. You stiffen, turning to face the larger, more colorful Zora. Even now his eyes still held anger, but not for you. No he was angry with himself for letting his emotions take over, allowing instinct to muddle what he was truly trying to say.

He hurt you, and he can’t forgive himself. He swore to protect you and all he has done is smother the light you used to shine.

“...” you say nothing, turning back around and trying your best to stay silent. Crossing your arms over your chest, you shrug your shoulders as the only attempt at communication. Sidon nibbles his lips as he plays with his fingers nervously, debating on how to apologize and approach you.

He too stayed silent, giving a head tilt towards the guard to leave his post. Once the other left, he sat down in the waters beside you, drumming his fingers on the floor as his lips pout in thought. The sky was turning into a beautiful twilight, and the moons light casting upon you only made you look even more stunning. He could see the bruises made on you, and his chest ached knowing you were hurt.

You had defensive signs all over you. Signs that you didn’t go with the Yiga warrior willingly. Marks that proved you were scared and needing his protection and all he offered in return was anger and blame.

“...I’m sorry...” he said softly, eyes lowered “I...I thought you and the yiga...I...well-“

You cut him off, not looking in his direction as you finish what he was struggling to say “You assumed I was teaming with the enemy. I know” you bitterly state, fingers clenching your elbows as your arms were folded over, cradling yourself as a form of comfort. “Shows how much you trust me....”you weakly added, voice cracking.

Guilt was bubbling inside of him. He’s known you for so long yet he let his insecurities taint his image of you. And look where that’s gotten him! Your warmth was dying out because he can’t seem to realize that you aren’t like the others. Sidon knows you aren’t fragile and that you’ll always be by his side, but time and time again he ignores these facts over his emotion.

It goes silent again, the crickets chirping in the distance being the only noise for a while as he watches your face glimmer in the starlight. Amazing and breath taking as ever. His hand reaches over towards you, gently laying ontop of your own, his fingers intertwining with yours.

“I can’t take back what I did. But I can say that it’s eating me alive and that I hate how it even left my mouth. And...I want you to know I do care about you. I know I’m controlling and intense and unreasonable...and the fact you haven’t tried to kill me yet is amazing “ he jokes, smiling when he sees the little bit of amusement etched into your face.

You squeeze his hand and give half a smirk “well...you make up for it when you let me get away with stealing snacks from the store...so I’d say it’s even”.

Both of you share a soft laugh, and you swing your feet over the falls as you clear your throat. “I-I know you’re just worried about me but...Sidon, I’m not some fragile toy. I’m not some bad guy either. I wouldn’t ever do anything dangerous and despicable like join the Yiga...or leave you”.

Sidon lowers his head, pressing it against Yours as he holds your clasped hands to his chest. “I know...I know and I’m such a fool for thinking otherwise. I’ll make this up to you darling, anyway you want! Just say the word and it’s yours!”.

You gently kiss his cheek, and give a soft breath in thought. “Anything?”.

He nods in affirmation “Anything.”

You grunt, standing up to maneuver onto his lap “Well...for now just hold me. I’ll think of something extravagant later. Deal?”.

He laughs, holding you closer and nodding his head “Deal”.

-Mommabean (was this ok???)

[lovinqmunson]

Cheating (Pt.1)

 straykids x reader fanfic(a mini sieres)                      

       Summary: You had a very good relationship with you’re boyfriend but until one day you found him cheeting on you with you’re sister. But you loved you’re sister you didn’t want her to see you get mad since you have really bad anger issues but you couldn’t hold it in anymore. But it has been years since you caught you’re boyfriend cheeting on you. And of course you havent been talking to him, you’ve been ignoring his calls, texts. But things started to get weird, there has been gifts being sent at your door every single day so you thought it was you’re Ex  still trying to get you back so everytime you kept getting those gifts you threw them away. But you still kept getting gifts, it kept pissing you off so you had no choice but to call your Ex but as soon as you called him he didn’t answer so you left a voice mail. Saying that you don’t want to b receiving gifts from him anymore.And yet he still hasn’t called you back. 

   Trigger warning: Anger issues, toxicety, mental health issues (If any of these are your trigger warnings. You have been warned or do not read this) 

      It was the middle of the day, you were driving up to you’re boyfriends house to suprise him since you’ve been gone being an influencer and going to all of these abandoned places but you finally made it home.

 You pulled up to your boyfriends house. You were so excited to see him because all you guys did while you were gone was facetime and that bored you so much. 

 You got out of your car and quietly opened the front door, smiling ear to ear. You looked in the living room but he wasn’t there. You looked confused, shrugging your shoulders and walked over to his bedroom. 

  You heard some voices inside but you guessed it was just him messing around, playing his video games. So you just opened the door...

 But as soon as you opened the door you were just standing there completely frozen. Your heart automatically dropped, eyes fulled with horror. You couldn’t help but feel so hateful. 

 Your face had all of the emotions of hate you could describe. 

 You found you’re SISTER!... YOUR SISTER! WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND

 You clenched your fists, grutting your teeth. 

    “Y-Y/N! I-I p-promise it’s not what you think!,” Your boyfriend rationalized, his face full of guilt as he shakenly got up with only his shirt off and his boxers on. 

You’re sister was looking at you with feelings of guilt as well, She stood up as quickly as she could before you could even do anything. 

 She quickly pit her shirt on as well. 

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  You were still standing there in horror. You had so much anger you couldn’t let it out and scare them so you slammed the door as loud as you can making some of the things in his room shake because of how hard you slammed the door. 

  You started running out of the house when you heard your boyfriend yelling your name. But he finally caught up to you, stopping you at your tracks. 

 “Y/N I’m so sorry!” He said, even though you knew he probably meant it you weren’t facing him so you’re whole back was facing him. 

  Your eyes were uncunditionally red, tears running down your cheeks trying to not to make so much noise as you did so. 

 You saw a couple of guys walking on the other side of the house when they stopped walking.

  “Y/N! Hello?!” Your boyfriend kept yelling your name. But all you could do but stare at those guys over there, your eyes still filled with tears. 

  The guys were frowing and whispering to each other. 

 You took a deep breath, closing your eyes and quickly whiped your tears slowly turned around to face him. You finally snapped, letting all of your anger out on him. 

  “I FINALLY CAME HOME TO SEE YOU CHEETING ON ME WITH MY SISTER?!!! HOW CAN I EVER FORGIVE YOU FOR THAT!!” You hollard screaming at the top of your lungs as loud as you could. 

 You didn’t even care if anyone heard you at this point... You were exhausted you had so much anger right now. 

   “Y/n I know I shouldn’t have done that, she kept beggging me so I thought might as well so she wouldn’t stop annoying me. I thought you werent going to be home today?” Your boyfriend tried explaining as honestly as he could when you saw your sister come out of the house. 

  You were still looking at your boyfriend in utter disgust. “SO YOU DID IT ANYWAY?!” You hollard back. You didn’t even want to look at your sister right now. 

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    Your boyfriend ha so much guilt right now and you could even tell but you were still angry. You started pacing around back and forth, breathing heavily. 

  Your sister came up to you trying to calm you down, knowing you were having a panic attack.  “Y/N Please calm down!” Your sister said anxiously. 

 But you couldn’t hear her, everything was sounding like a beeping noise and your vision was getting blurry. 

  You started feeling week, losing your balance. You have no idea where you were walking when you felt arms around you. 

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  You started to slowly open your eyes. For a moment you didn’t know were you were so you hesitantly stood up, looking around. You noticed you were inside some house.

 Laying on the couch. You saw some of the guys you saw earlier sitting in the living room with you but you noticed your sister nor your boyfriend was there. 

 As soon as you got up you felt rlly dizzy. “Woah, take it easy you should lay back down.” One of the guys said getting up as he gently laid you back down. 

  “Seungmin can you get her some water please,” The guy said as he sat down at the other end of the couch. 

 Seungmin nodded and walked into the kitchen. 

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      “Who are you guys? were am I?” You asked, making a confused look. “You passed out earlier on your boyfriends driveway. But we told them they’ve already caused you enough so we took you to our house,” The guy with freckles said in his deep australian voice which you really liked. 

  You nodded slowly. “Oh okay, I’m sorry for all of that...I-” You started apologizing and explained why you were acting that way but he stopped you. “No no no, you have no reason to apologize. They are the one who need to apologize. And I get it, I’ve delt with the same so I understand,” He continued, smiling as he spoke. 

  You looked over at the guy with vibrant blue hair sitting on the chair playing on his phone. You tilted your head at him but then turned to face another guy with dark long hair. his left leg crossed on top of his right, he glanced right back at you with a welcoming smile. 

  You bowed slightly knowing you didn’t have the feeling of smiling at the moment. 

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    “Oh these are my friends, That’s Hyunjin, and the one over there playing on his phone is Chan but you can call him Chris too. I’m Felix.” He said. You nodded again. “I’m Y/n, nice to meet you.” You told him, shaking his hand as you slowly sat up. 

  You are starting to feel a bit better. Another guy with black hair that had a face of a puppy which you thought looked really adorble walked in and gave you a glass of water, smiling with a small bow. 

  “Thanks,” You said as you took a sip of the ice cold water that had later refreshed you.  “The others are just doing there thing, but I’ll introduce you to them later.” Felix said while looking at you. 

  You nodded and continued to drink your water. “We have dance practice Felix,” Chan recalled to him, finally looking up from his phone. But instead of looking at Felix when he had spoke he glanced at you the whole time which you did as well. 

  You cleared your throat and stood up, putting your glass on the table that was in the middle of the room. “I should get back to my house,” You finally said, trying not to look at Chan but looked at Felix. 

  Felix smiled softly and nodded. He stood up from his chair, guestering his hand as he began to talk. “I shall walk you out the door then,” Felix said generously. 

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  You couldn’t help but smile this time. “Hey, theres the smile.” Felix said jokingly as he smiled as well. You didn’t say anything but continued walking out.

 “Oh let me come with you guys!” Chan said as he quickly got up when you and Felix were about to head outside. 

  Felix chuckled as he glanced over at Chan. “Come on then,” Felix said opening the door for you which you thought it was a bit too charming, you liked it. 

  “Thank you guys for taking me here, I really appreciate it. How can I ever repay you?” You started to say as you walked out on the drive way. 

  Felix and Chan were walking as well but they both stopped. “Oh no no, you don’t need to thank us. We’re just glad that you are okay. But if you ever need anything you can call me?” Felix said but in a sort of questioning tone. He grabbed out his phone. 

  You looked at him hesitantly with your head tilted but quickly shook your head. You grabbed his phone from his hand and put your phone number in. 

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   That was the day you met your bestfriend and maybe finally the love of your life but who knows maybe you’ll just finally get out of this mess and actually have the life you want. 

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     A/N:  Hello everyone!! I am finally making my one fanfic series. I had a really awesome idea so I hope you guys like this first part! please let me know if I had any spelling errors as well. 

[bunnyywritings]

Hii! May I ask hcs with shinsou todoroki bakugou and kaminari with a korean s/o and she is able to speak lots of languages, please? I know korean, english, japanese and portuguese, for example! Thank you so much

reaction to fem!s/o who is multilingual

[a/n: I-oh my goodness that’s so impressive!! Thank you for the request anon! sorry for the wait 😣here you go! -yours truly, bunnyy  ps. bro the only other language I speak is spanish...being multilingual seems awesome}

hitoshi shinso 

☆ He would definitely ask you to “teach” him a few phrases but has absolutely no intention of actually learning

☆ like he just wants to hear you speak as much of any language you can

☆ because of his quirk, I think he has like a thing for someone with a nice voice so he just loves to hear you talk

☆ he’d bother you to help him with his english homework A LOT, especially if you’re fluent because you have such a high grade in that class

☆ I think I take that first statement back, he’d definitely want to learn any phrases you want to teach him to help strengthen his quirk

☆ he’d learn a few cheesy phrases just to surprise you with them and catch you off guard

☆ he’d be a sucker for your native tongue though

☆ he loves hearing you talk to a relative on the phone because he gets to hear how your voice naturally gets a little deeper, the way the syllables drip off of your tongue like honey and the little sound effects that come with it

☆ there was a time when the two of you were on a date and a foreigner came up to you with hopeful eyes and asked if you had spoken any english, his eyes filled with pride as he watched you effortlessly give them directions or help them translate something

☆ as you waved at them and wished them luck, you felt his gaze on you

“Toshi? What is it? Do I have something on my face?” you had slipped back into japanese so easily. You were confused when a small smile grew on his lips.

☆ “Nah, I just have the most talented girlfriend. That’s all.” His words made you blush profusely. “I really am proud of you, you know that?”

☆ “Of course I know Toshi.” You wrapped your arms around his neck, his instinctively wrapping around your waist and pulled you closer. “What’s gotten into you?”

☆ “Nothing, but I think there may be a problem.” You frowned at his words. “You’ve put me under your spell. I’m so in love with you.” Your eyes widened as he confessed his love in your native tongue. Dialect and pronunciation were perfect.

☆ “Well, you’re not the only one because I love you too.”

☆ the two of you shared a kiss then and there, even if he wasn’t a big fan of PDA

☆ he just had to kiss you or he might die

shoto todoroki

❆ transferring to UA and being a foreigner was weird

❆ everyone was drowning you in questions, asking about your quirk, why you moved, where you came from, it was just too much but you instantly noticed Todoroki

❆ not because he was quiet but while everyone (minus bakugou) was bombarding you with questions, he was unapologetically staring at you, his sharp bi-colored eyes sent shivers down your spine

❆ but instead of looking away, you stared back with the same intensity because he was strikingly handsome

❆ he thought the same about you, from the moment you walked into class and introduced yourself, he was entranced by your beauty

❆ he could tell that japanese was most definitely not your native language, he was impressed with how well you passed as a japanese native

❆ as time went on, he came to appreciate you as a person

❆ the way you held yourself to a certain standard without coming off as stuck up or your selfless nature when it came to your fellow classmates

❆ he remembers one time that he woke up at 2am to go get a glass of water when he saw you by the couch and he noticed the two slumped figures on both couches. Mina on one and Denki on the other

❆ you hadn’t noticed hid so he watched as you carefully lifted Mina’s head and slipped a pillow under it before making sure she was covered properly with a blanket, doing the same with Kaminari before muttering something to yourself in another language and going back to your room

❆ he frowned, what did you say and what language was it in? shrugging, he got his water and went back to sleep

❆ surprise surprise, it was you that confessed to him halfway through the year

❆ he was surprised but confessed his feelings as well before insisting on taking you on a proper date with full intention to max out his dad’s credit card

❆ one saturday, the two of you were in your room studying when you got a phone call. You apologized before going to answer and his eyes widened when he heard you speak, it wasn’t japanese

❆ he was enthralled by how it sounded spilling from your lips, the words were foreign to him but he couldn’t help but listen in

❆ “What was that?” he asked once you hung up, you explained that it was your mom and that was your native tongue, you then explained to him the different languages you could speak in

❆ I think he’d only ask you to help him learn english and maybe your native tongue

❆ “Why would you wanna learn that, Sho?” You asked as you were sat in his lap and brushed his bangs from his forehead

❆ “Well when I meet your parents, I would want to make a good first impression.”

❆ his words shocked you, he wasn’t really one to joke about things like that

❆ “You want to learn for when you meet my parents?”

❆ “Well of course I do but if you don’t want me to meet them, then that’s alright.”

❆ “You’re so sweet Sho, of course I’ll teach you.” You peppered his face with kisses, enjoying the way his cheeks slowly turned pink

❆ “I think you missed a spot, princess?”

❆ “Oh really, where?” He took you by surprise when he grabbed you chin softly between his fingers and tilted your head down.

❆ “Right here.” he planted a sweet kiss on your lips, smiling into the kiss as he felt the warmth of your hands on his cheeks

❆ your parents meet him and they love him

katsuki bakugou

☀ baby would be very confused when he hears you speak something other than japanese

☀  he heard you speak to All Might once in fluent english and he just stood there, eyes moving quickly between the two of you as he tried to keep up with what was going on

☀ he’d 100% get competitive and try to learn another language to 1-up you but it doesn’t work and he’d get all pouty

☀ “Why didn’t you ask me to teach you something? You know I wouldn’t mind.”

☀ he came up to you once and insulted you in portuguese, it was an accident though...he definitely learned that duolingo and google translate were definitely NOT good tools to learning a new language

☀ “Suki, why would you say that to me?” he frowned at the tears in your eyes

☀ ”Wait...what did I say?”

☀ “You basically told me that my face was uglier than a rats ass.” he panicked even more when the tears rolled down your cheeks. He cupped your face and kissed the tears away

☀ “I’m sorry, I was trying to say that you are the most gorgeous woman I’ve met.” You’re not really sure how he got that phrase but the guilt in his voice definitely told you that it wasn’t on purpose so you forgave him...on a condition

☀ “I’ll forgive you if you cuddle me for the rest of the day.” you had never seen this boy move so fast. He tackled you to the bed and wrapped you up on his arms

☀ during this cuddle time, he’d press kisses on whatever skin he could reach, murmuring an apology each time

☀ while you were in his arms, you taught him a phrase that he could easily say

☀ “You got it? Or do you need me to say it again?” You asked as you looked up at him, he had a scowl of concentration creasing his forehead

☀ “I think I’ve got it...” He muttered. There was a small silence before he took a deep breath

☀ “Y-You are sw-sweeter than h-honey...”

☀ “There you go!” You smiled proudly, it was such a corny phrase and not one he’d ever say in japanese too

☀ “So what did I just say?”

☀ “You said I was sweeter than honey? Is that true Suki? Am I sweeter than honey?”

☀ “Well babe, why don’t we find out?” He slyly brought you down for a kiss, lips dancing slowly and sensually against each other’s

☀ “Mmm you are sweeter than honey, so sweet it’s intoxicating.” His voice rumbled deeply against you as he brought you in for ‘another taste.’

☀ definitely would ask you to teach him all the curse words so he could curse people out without them being able to understand

☀ 1000/10 a good idea because hearing him curse in something other than japanese was hot

denki kaminari

ϟ you would definitely end up doing his english homework for his sometimes

ϟ when he heard you and Momo speak in korean denki.exe stopped working

ϟ he was completely obsessed with hearing you speak a foreign language

ϟ he’s a very proud boyfriend, he would brag about you to ANYONE who would listen and even if they didn’t want to...they did

ϟ he loves it when you call him pet names in your native language

ϟ he’d learn how to say silly things or lame jokes in your language when you’re having a bad day, the pronunciation was terrible but you still understood what he was trying to say and it would never fail to make you laugh

ϟ he admired you so much, the way you selflessly went out of your way to help someone or to translate something for a classmate during english class, it made his heart thump in his chest

ϟ he’d secretly enlist Momo to help him learn your native language

ϟ bless that girl for having the patience because it took MONTHS for him to be semi fluent

ϟ you noticed whrn you were talking to a family memeber on the phone, you had let him stay in the room because you thought he couldn’t understand you but when you said something about how you wish you could punch Mineta in the throat he couldn’t help but stifle a laugh

ϟ you heard him but because he was looking at his phone, you thought he was just laughing at something on there

ϟ you finally figured it out when he sent you a meme that was in your native language

ϟ when you saw it, you snorted but the amusement quickly turned into confusion when you saw the profile name

ϟ you made your way to Denki’s room and you could hear him chuckling away on the other side of the door, you knocked before he said to come in and you frowned in confusion

ϟ “Did you really just send that to me?”

ϟ “Yeah...why?” His smile dropped. “Was it not funny?”

ϟ “It was but how did you know it was?”

ϟ “Because I watched it? Geez baby, what kind of question is that?” he shrugged nonchalantly but that definitely made you more suspicious.

ϟ “You know, don’t you?” You narrowed you eyes as you asked him in your mother tongue

ϟ “I don’t know, maybe I do...or maybe I don’t?” He responded almost perfectly.

ϟ you were completely shocked

ϟ “What? Wh-when did you even-?” You couldn’t even form a sentence. “Why?”

ϟ “I wanted to impress you, sunshine.” He responded flawlessly once again.

ϟ “You’re the best, Kami. You know that?”

ϟ “Yeah, I know but it definitely doesn’t hurt to be reminded.” his goofy grin made your heart do somersaults

ϟ “I love you Kami, you’re so silly.” You nuzzled your nose against his in an eskimo kiss

ϟ “I love you too pretty girl, you’re just amazing.”

ϟ i have a soft spot for this idiot :(

[ask-the-riders]

War's Confession

War can't keep what she'd done a secret any longer. She needed to tell Pest. She just hoped beyond hope that he would forgive her...

((So uhhh,, yeah. Here ya go. This is super angsty, and although it does end on a good note, please be warned: there are so many different emotions going on here that it's a complete train wreck and I nearly got emotional while working on it))

War took a deep breath, her figure beginning to glitch and fizzle the smallest bit as she squeezed her eyes shut. Frowing in concern, Pestilence took a step closer to her, his voice soft, "War, is everything ok?... What's on your mind?" The female rider hesitated, her soul pounding in her ribs as she tried to gather her thoughts; She had to tell him. It couldn't wait any longer, he needed to know the truth, and he needed to know it now.

Opening her eyes and shifting her nervous gaze upward to his faze, she spoke slowly, "Pest, I need to tell you something. It's really important, so please..." Almost immediately noticing the fear in her eyes, her soulmate nodded, very gently wrapping an arm around her waist and pressing a soft kiss to her temple, "Alright, sweetheart... I'm here now. What's wrong?..." Flinching at the contact, War's glitching seemed to grow worse, "I... I did something bad. Really, really bad."

Pest's frown deepened and he kept his hold on her loose, just in case she ever wanted to step away and get some space, "What'd you do?... I don't think it could possibly be that bad, babe." War fell silent, her glitching very gradually worsening further. She hesitated, her sockets wide as her breathing quickened, the rise and fall of her chest matching it. For a few seconds, she merely looked up at him with that same fearful expression, before she slowly shook her head, mumbling, "I'm... I'm so sorry, Pest, I didn't know."

Her soulmate continued frowning, his voice just as soft as before, "War?... What's gotten into you?" The glitch began to tremble, blue tinted tears pricking at her sockets. Brow bones knit in concern, he reached out to delicately wipe away the tears, but she flinched back away from him, more tears rolling down her face and transforming into threads. She leaned against the wall to sturdy herself, lifting both hands to hide her face as she began to sob.

Approaching her again, he gently shushed her, his touch as delicate as possible as he gripped her wrists, starting to tug them away from her face. Although she refused to meet his gaze, he leaned closer, his teeth pressing another light kiss to her forehead as he murmured, "Come on, War... What's going on? You're starting to scare me a little..." Beginning to glitch wildly, War sobbed harder, hesitating a moment before she choked out, "Please don't hate me, Pest. Please don't hate me or leave. I love you so much, so please don't leave me."

Her soulmate nodded, "I'm not going anywhere, ok?... There's not a force in any of our lifetimes that could keep me away from you." Slowly forcing herself to look him in the eyes, she drew in a shaky breath, finally cracking and blurting out her confession, "Y-Your AU, your home, your brother... I was there when it was all destroyed. I helped do that. I didn't know you lived there. I was just doing what I was told to, and he would've hurt me again if I said no."

Releasing one of her wrists, Pestilence very gently touched her face, and despite what she'd just said, he sighed deeply and then proceeded to smile at her. It was a warm smile, one that met his gaze, and she whimpered, unsure what was happening. As he delicately began to stroke her cheekbone with his thumb, he mumbled, "I know."

War's sockets grew even wider and she placed a hand over his as if trying to keep it in place and prevent him from leaving. How could he have known? There was no way... It didn't make any sense to her. Her shock became confusion, and already predicting her next question, Pest released her other wrist, sliding his hand up to lace their fingers together, "I've known for a while now, to be completely honest. Like... since the first time we met. Y'know... In that genocide AU, where I stepped in to protect you."

The glitch continued to stare at him with wide sockets, "I-I... How did you know?... How'd you know it was me?" Pestilence playfully arched a brow bone at her and hummed softly, "Sweetheart... Did you really think I wouldn't recognize my own soulmate?" War was baffled, and clearly at a loss, "And you're... You don't hate me for that?" He made a soft sound of confirmation, "I don't hate you, War. I'll admit, when I recognized you, I was angry. I wanted to hurt you. Then I got closer, and I felt that soulmate connection we have. I was confused and I hated it. For a long time, I was angry and spiteful, but I kept coming back to watch you and I saw the exact moment you realized you wanted to stop hurting others. I saw all the changes you went through and all the growing you've done since then, and as I got to see you progress, all my anger and hate started to slowly fade."

He paused, gently pulling his soulmate into a hug before continuing, "While I still mourn for all the people and things I lost, I've come to accept the situation. I know I can't change it. I don't hate you because of that... I promise. I forgive you, War." The glitch momentarily tensed, visibly shocked as more tears threatened to spill out from her sockets, "What?... Why are you forgiving me?... I'm bad... a bad, bad person. You should HATE me Pest. You shouldn't care about me, you shouldn't trust me, and you shouldn't love me. If you killed me right now, I wouldn't blame you for it. I would understand."

Frowning, Pestilence shook his head, "I'm not gonna kill you, War. Come on, don't be saying shit like that. I love you. I want you alive and happy, I wanna see you smile and I wanna keep waking up beside you. I wanna be with you 'til the end of time, and if you would have me, I'd love nothing more than to maybe make a little family with you, someday." Blue tinted tears began to slowly roll down her face once more and she sniffled, her body still heavily glitching, "You're really sure about that?... You'd really wanna spend an eternity with the person who aided in the destruction of everything and everyone you've ever cared for? You really... You would really want a family with someone like that? You can't be serious..."

Pestilence furrowed his brow bones, his soul manifesting outside his chest for her to see. Maintaining eye contact with her, he nodded, "I'm very serious. I love you with every fiber of my being, and there's nobody I'd rather spend my life with. You're my soulmate... Someday, I'd like to call you my wife. 'The mother of my children' too, even, if you'd be ok with that." War watched his soul closely as he finished speaking, and when she saw none of the telltale signs of deceitfulness, she broke, suddenly clinging onto his hoodie. As she buried her face in his shoulder and began to sob again, he sighed, wrapping his arms around her and holding her close to himself.

Gently caressing the back of her head, he softly shushed her, "Shhh... I got you, War. Everything's alright... I love you, ok? And please, don't you ever question that."

[zuffer-weird-girl]

What if kai s/o 's brother is a model ? But he is really handsome and even guys admit this and kai feels threaten😂But since he was away for years didn't see his sister nor her children (kai&kin) but one day the handsome bro come back and met s/o.. so their meeting was kind of dramatic and has sort of flirting vibes(him saying his sis become more pretty etc). How everyone would react ? Kai and the kids seeing a really handsome stranger hugging mommy?If you don't take request ignore this please.

"You two put that bag of chocolate right back where you found it." You scolded, pointing at the sneaky little brats that were your Kaito and Kin.

Last time you just went to look at the price of the bread and those defiants almost filled the cart with cookies and other sweets.

"But mommy!" The kids protested while you only arched a eyebrow, Chisaki scoffing while placing some cartoons of juice inside of it.

"Brats listen to your mother for once." He scolded while you turned your back for one second before you catched with a gasp his try of whispering "Go. Place that cherry thing back before she notices."

"TRAITOR!" you jumped on his back with a false irritated yelp while your kids laughed, Chisaki growling while returning to recuperate his balance.

You giggle while Chisaki grabbed onto your waist from behind and gently layed you on the ground, before sending you a hearted glare, definitely one of his devilish smirks behind his mask.

"Right..." you sighed in hopeless, knowing that you always give in to him and your kids "One and only. The maximun."

"YES!" Kaito high fived gently his sister's tiny hand as you saw Chisaki placing one of his favorite sweets back to the cart.

"Then you complain about them being brats." You sighed with a smile while pushing the cart, walking alonsides your husband as the kids prefered to guide the way thorigh the small grocery store.

"But they are. I just merely demanddd that they picked that pantry." He lowered his head a bit to whisper lowly on your ear "Although I have always my favorite sweet by my side."

You yelped with a blush before leaving the cart on his hands as you went to the fruits section, leaving a smirking Chisaki behind while Kaito picked up his tired sister.

Baby didn't liked walking too much.

"Kaito unhand your sister. You might drop her." Kai scolded as he pried the little girl from his son arms to put her on the seat of the cart instead.

"I wasn't!"

"You tried mailing her to Madascar, Alaska and even Germany once. So dropping her would also go to your historic young man." He arched one eyebrow while his son glared back at him but with a pout instead.

"Da! Da!" He felt his daughter weakly tugging on his tie to catch his attention.

"What?"

The girl pointed with a worried yet annoyed look at the front with a frow on her forehead "Mama!"

Chisaki lifted his gaze a bit while his son grabbed onto his dad's pants while both boys darkened their gazr at seing what was in front of them a bunch of meters away.

You were holding some apples before a rather charming young man came up to you and picked your hand while bowing like one gentkeman of his daughter's stupid movies.

The worst? You gasped with a smile and hugged him tightly in response, the man wrapping his hands around your waist as he lifted you up a bit to twirl around with a bright smile.

"Can I hurt him? I want to hurt him." Kaito mumbled while Kin furrowed even more her eyebrows, bottom lip formed trembling on a pout.

"Don't need to. Since I am the oen ending this sick's existence." He growled before shoving the cart in your direction.

"Well you did change a lot (Y/n)." He placed his hand on his chin with a smirk with one eyebrow lifted up in amusement "More prettier than ever."

"Such a charmer aren't you?" You giggled while he patted your head "Too much qork so you couldn't see me more huh?"

"Forgive me. I would actually love such a-"

"MOMMY!" Kaito's voice ranged as he latched himself on your waist, nuzzling a bit on you before sending one of the Chisaki's most famous death glare at the man in front of him.

He merely smiled back, only widening his eyes at bit in shock before looking at you in awe.

"My, dont tell you-"

"Yep." You smiled widely before feeling two pair of golden eyes glaring daggers from behind you.

Kin was making grabby hands at you, and when you picked her up she poked her tongue out at the man.

"Well, two in a roll? The girl totally has your attitude." You gasped in false offense.

"Excuse me?!" He chuckled while you giggled back, feeling your son and daughter hold on you getting tighter while another, yet much bigger, hand circling around your waist.

"Mind explaining what do you want with my wife?" Chisaki growled while you rolled your eyes at that.

Again...

"Get away from my mom. Filth." You called your son's name while he only scoffed and hugged you tighter, still glaring at the man.

"This is what happens when I don't stay much huh?" He smiled before looking at Chisaki, bowing a bit before rubbing the back of his neck "Im sorry, you're (Y/n)'s husband whose she doesn't stop talking about?"

Chisaki merely lifted his eyebrow, scowling at the man while you sended him a look.

"Im her older brother." He laughed "I am always outside of the country so o guess we never git the chance of meeting each other."

"He works as a model and is quite famous out there." You say it after, noticing how his hold on you had lessened A BIT while your childs just made the 'O' face.

"I have one more uncle?" Kaito asked while looking up at you, your brother chuckled even more before crouching down to the kid's level.

"Yep. Nice to see your mommy is always protected by your daddy and you little dude." He made a fist which Kaito only stared at it before hesitantly bumping his little fist on his.

Kin cooed at her uncle, you giggled when you heard something about her muettering how he was pretty and your brother immediately got up, holding his arms in direction of Kin while looking at you and Chisaki for permission.

"No way in-" "Sure." You laughed a bit at Chisaki's death glare while you handed a excited Kin to your brother's arms, but yet Kaito still remained glued to your side as he stared in a certain awe at his other uncle.

"I want him gone." Your husband muttered in anger while you made a horror face at him.

"Kai he is my brother!" You whisper shouted while he scoffed like a brat and crossed his arms, glaring daggers at the man.

"Showing without warning. What a damn brother he is."

Oh god he was jealous of your brother now... come on!

[mindofharry]

Ok a bit unusual but hear me out H is a sergeant or whatever and confesses his love to a cadet (y/n 😏 ofc) and she loves him back but is afraid so she declines. H gets mad and makes her work more than the others and even gives her less time to eat. One day she collapses bc of dehydration malnourishment and bc she is underweight and h just breaks down and cares for her until she is healthy again and she confesses that she loves him too. I understand it might be a bit too much ❤️

omg :( pls forgive me, lmaooo i know nothing about the military or police or anything!!! feedback is welcome as always 🥺🥺🥺 it’s short and not edited !!

harry loves y/n.

he loved y/n l/n. with all of his heart. he loves the way you make everyone laugh when they’re upset or always find away to help around campus when she’s free. he loves how hard she works and how smart she is. harry loves her black shiny hair and dark brown skin. he loves her blue eyes and painted nails.

he also loves the way she tastes. she tastes like strawberries, always so sweet. he loves how her brown skin glistens in the sun or when they sneak out side and the moon hits her face just right. he loves how she would cuddle him every night to help him sleep.

harry couldn’t help but love y/n. she was everything he wanted. he most definitely didn’t deserve her - but maybe, if he counted all his stars write, she would be his and he would be hers. there was only one problem. he was her sergeant and she was his cadet. and although it wasn’t uncommon for people in the same work to get together, harry could never convince her. harry could tell how much y/n loved him. but she was so scared, and harry couldn’t understand why. it wasn’t like it wasn’t allowed. they just couldn’t go around kissing all the time - and it might be a bit complicated for the first couple of weeks but they would work through it. it would be worth it. well at least to harry.

they both lay on harry’s bed. harry’s head in her chest, y/n weaving her fingers through his curley hair. y/n was content. laying there, just the two of them. she knew it wouldn’t be like this forever. but she hoped they could hold onto this peace for a little while longer.

“i love you” harry whispered into y/n’s chest. her hands froze in his hair. her eyes widened and mouth opened to speak but nothing came out. “i love you, y/n l/n. tell me you love me too. say it” he whispered looking up at a gobsmacked y/n.

y/n felt like her world was coming down on her. of course she loved harry. she loved everything about that man. his hair. his eyes. his kindness. but she just couldn’t say it - she wanted to so bad. but she couldn’t. she worked so hard to get where she was. and as selfish as that sounds - she isn’t going to let a relationship ruin it. no matter how much she loves harry styles.

“i.... i harry” she whimpered sitting up. she could see harry frowing sitting up infront of her. “do you not love me?” he asked and y/n say there quiet messing with her fingers. harry let a sigh racking his fingers through his messy hair. “of course i do haz. but i can’t. we can’t” she paused pointing her finger to him and then back to her “do this. we can’t” she finished and he closed his eyes breathing in. “so whatever this is, is over?” he asked and she reluctantly nodded. “because i said i love you?” he asked angrily and y/n groaned standing up putting her shoes on. “if we start dating and say the l word everything i have done and achieved will go to shit!” she exclaimed and harry’s eyebrows furrowed “so i’m not worth it? is that what your saying” he yelled and y/n closed her eyes tears threatening to spill out. “i don’t want to lose my job. i will NOT lose my job” she replied walking to his door and opening it. “i’ll see you tomorrow morning sergeant”

that night y/n cried herself to sleep, instantly regretting her choice. of course he was worth it. she just needed away to explain where she was coming from. she wanted to be with him, but she needed this job. she would have to compromise - and she was ok with that. she got up that morning feeling a little sick after last night, but she pulled through getting into her gear and pulling her curly hair back. y/n absolutely loves her hair, but training and an afro is not a good mix.

she arrived at training with all of the other cadets getting ready and preparing themselves for the work out - harry tends to push them, but y/n doesn’t mind. she likes the adrenaline and the rush.

harry arrived 2 minutes later and everyone stood in silence. “today training will be a bit different” he paused walking down infront of them. “you will be put into pairs. and the person i pick will be your sergeant. they will coach you, and help you with your training. you will do as they say. tomorrow we will swap around and do the same” he said looking directly at y/n. “there is equipment beside me you can use. please have mercy on your partner” he added everyone laughing a bit. he put people into groups and told the groups which was the sergeant and the basic rules of the day.

“l/n you’re with me”

two hours past and the training was done. the people in charge didn’t really go hard on the other people - just some drills and what have you, they were definitely taking advantage of not having to do any hard work.

but for y/n it was completely different. she was drenched in sweat and pushed to her limits. harry had made her stay behind letting the others leave early.

y/n felt sick. she felt like she would puke all over harry if she didn’t sit down. “i need to sit” she said stopping her running. harry shook his head “no. i didn’t say you could. keep going” he asked and y/n swallowed closing her eyes. she felt dizzy. she hadn’t eaten any breakfast as she was hoping to have a big lunch, but harry had other thoughts.

“i don’t feel so good” she said and harry rolled his eyes “come on, l/n. another lap” he said sternly and y/n looked around sighing before continuing her run.

before she knew it she was on the ground and everything went dark.

y/n woke up a few hours later in the nurses room, harry holding her hand. she still felt sick. she hadn’t eaten all day - and she was thirsty.

“baby, lay back i’ll get you some water” harry said putting a hand on her cheek. she nodded not wanting to speak much. after he got her a drink of water she sighed feeling a bit better. “i’m sorry, sweetheart” harry started but y/n shook her head “it was petty, but i understand why you did it” she said waving it off. “i’m sorry too.” she said looking over at harry. “you know i love you” she whispered and he smiled.

“yeah. i do”

[kiarcheo]

It’s All Coming Back to Me Now    8/?

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The last hurdle, I think.

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‘Cathy?’ Kat asks as they are enjoying a drink at their favourite coffee shop. ‘Do you need any help with your song?’ It seems to be taking a long time, even by her perfectionist standards.

Cathy just gives her a loaded look.

‘It doesn’t have to be me. Anne can help too.’

‘No!’ Cathy’s response comes out sharp. ‘Sorry. No.’ She repeats, softer but no less resolute.

‘You know it doesn’t need to perfect. Just a first draft.’

‘That’s not the problem.’

‘So there is a problem?’

Cathy doesn’t reply.

‘You can tell me anything.’

‘Can I?’ She sounds downcast.

‘Of course!’ Kat gives her an encouraging smile that turns into a frow when it is not reciprocated.

Cathy gives her another pondering, weighted stare, before quickly tapping on her phone and silently handing it to her.

Kat looks at the screen and starts reading what seems to be an article about Cathy and Elizabeth, if the title is to be believed.

‘Is it true?’ Kat asks, almost begging for a different answer that the one she knows she is going to get. Why else Cathy would have wanted her to read it?

She puts the phone on table at Cathy’s sharp nod, gingerly pushing it towards her.

‘I need...’ She stands up. ‘Yeah.’

Again, Cathy only nods, evading her eyes, head hung. Not an ounce of surprise, just resignation.

Kat walks home on autopilot. She hurls herself at Catalina as soon as she sees her, hugging her fiercely.

‘Hey,’ Catalina doesn’t hesitate one second to wrap her arms around her, ‘what happened?’ she was going to ask if she was okay, but that clearly isn’t the case.

Kat just hugs her tighter. Is this how Catalina feels knowing what happened to her?

‘Can I do anything?’ She feels Kat moving her head, she assumes she is shaking it since no words follow.  ‘Did something happen with Cathy?’

‘Just...can you hold me?’

‘Always and forever.’ Catalina cradles her even closer, burying her face into Kat's hair. ‘I’m never letting you go.’

They move to the couch, after a while, not relenting their hold on each other, Catalina patiently waiting as Kat cries silently, rubbing her back.

‘Feel better?’ She asks after she hears Kat starting to sniffle rather than crying.

‘No.’

‘Can I help?’ She asks again. It breaks her heart to see her girl like this.

‘Can I ask you something?’ Kat says after a while, voice hoarse and cracking, sitting up a bit. ‘I need you not to ask questions. Just give me your...advice? Opinion?’

‘That I can do.’ Catalina nods, tenderly wiping away tears from Kat's cheeks.

‘If someone you liked...did something bad-’

‘Is this about Cathy?’

‘Mamá!’ If not for the situation, it would have been funny the look Kat sends her that clearly says ‘what did I just tell you??’

‘Sorry. Go on.’

‘That’s it. Pretty much. What do you do if someone did...hurt people,’ she swallows, ‘in the past. But still.’

Silence stretches on. Catalina is never one to talk without thinking, even in normal circumstances. Kat knows it, so she leans back against her mother, waiting.

‘Okay.’ Catalina takes a breath, ordering her thoughts. ‘Without having context? First thing I’d want to know...why? Why did they do that? Did they want to? Did they enjoy it? Was it on purpose? Look. Take Anne. She hurt me. A lot. I hated her for a long time. Now I sort of understand why she did what she did. I realise that it was not all her fault. And I forgave her. Doesn’t mean I forget what she did. Or that it doesn’t still hurt. But I forgave her. Not to say that you need to do that.’ she squeezes Kat to stress the point. ‘But usually understanding helps. In one way or the other. Also knowing if the person changed. If they feel remorse. Guilt. If they know they did wrong and apologise.’

‘But what if they hurt others, not you?’

‘Well, you sort of hated Anne on my behalf, didn’t you? Without ever meeting her. And then we came back, and you got to know her and now you don’t. Hate her, I mean. You love her. Look.’ Catalina hesitates, thinking about the best way to word it. ‘Every case is different. But as general advice, I would tell you that having as much info as possible, about the situation, the circumstances, might help. It did help me with Anne.’

It’s with that in mind that Kat meets up with Cathy. ‘I have questions.’

‘Anything you want to know.’ Cathy breaths out. It’s already more than she deserves or expected.

 .

‘Why is Kat not here?’

‘She knows we’re meeting if that’s what you’re asking.’

Jane frowns. It is not what she was asking. But Cathy seems to be in a weird mood, dark face and sharp movements, so she doesn’t press.

‘I need to tell you something.’ Except she can’t bring herself to tell them, just like she couldn’t with Kat. So she hands all four of them a printed version of the article she had showed Kat.

‘How could you.’ Is all Anne can get out, silent tears of pain and rage trailing down her face, papers crumpled in her hands.

‘How can you look Kat in the eyes? Is that why she isn’t here?’

Cathy looks up from her hands at Anna, who is looking in her direction...but not at her, eyes focused just a bit to the left.

‘She is not here because there was no need to bring up bad memories again.’

‘You told her first.’ Catalina interrupts her.

‘Yes.’ Cathy confirms, forcing herself to look at Catalina’s disappointed face. ‘She was the one encouraging me to tell you.’

Silence.

‘I’m going to leave.’

All she gets is terse nods.

Catalina looks at the others. They are all shocked and speechless. She feels like it’s up to her to take the lead since she had...well, not an idea, since she would have never guessed in a million years that this was what had left Kat so shaken. Because she could have never imagined Cathy doing something like that. But she has an idea of what she can tell the others...

‘Did you know?’ Anne turns to Catalina as Anna and Jane leave.

‘Of course not!’

‘You sure? Had a speech ready, hadn’t you?’ she snarls. ‘And she is your goddaughter.’

‘Last I knew of her she was still married to her first husband.’ Not to mention that she died more than ten years before those upsetting events happened. ‘And we’re not that close. That would be Kat. And the speech? Is exactly what I told Kat.’ Catalina knows that Anne is not angry with her, she just needs an outlet. ‘I didn’t know what had happened. Kat had not wanted to say. Just asked what she should do if someone she liked had hurt people.’

‘She hurt Elizabeth.’ Anne mutters brokenly.

‘He hurt her.’ She feels like she needs to point out.

‘And she let him.’ she snaps.

‘Look. I’m not saying you need to forgive her. But I forgave you.’

‘That’s different.’

‘Why?’

‘She hurt my child.’

‘Because mine got away scot free, right?’ Catalina can’t help herself. ‘Ever thought that if I had stayed married, none of this,’ she gestures around with her hands, as to encompass everything, ‘would have happened?’

‘Are you saying this is all my fault?’

‘I. Did. Not. Say. That.’ she punctuates the words, wanting to make sure the message comes across. ‘Obviously, it was mostly overwhelmingly Henry’s fault. But for years I thought so. And then we talked. I learned your side of the story. Understood the whys and hows better. I now know that most of the hurt you caused me was not your intention. And while I’ll never forget it, I forgave you.’

[havingaverydrarryday]

Option 3 (a drarry fic)

Option 3

by HavingaVeryDrarryDay

Summary:

The Weasleys expect Harry to marry Ginny, but Harry and Draco are in love.

Draco's parents don't speak to him, and Wizarding folk hex him and spit as he passes by.

How can they make it work when everyone seems so set against them?

Or, the one where Harry and Draco run away.

Notes:

Please don’t let the intro scare you away, pretty much all of the Weasleys that appear in this fic are assholes to begin with, sorry about that.

Fortunately it’s only for a page or two and then you won’t see them much after that.

This is my story, and in my world it’s perfectly commonplace for someone to be ‘out’ and for non-heterosexual couples to be legally (as in recognized by law) married. I’m also messing about with some legalities and how long it actually takes to cut through the red tape in regards to certain things that will become apparent later on in the story, so no need to tell me that it doesn’t work that way. Just blame it on magic, okay?

This is all about Harry and Draco being happy together.

Oh, and the Option number thing will be explained.

NOT BETA READ

Taking Option 3

By HAVDD

Ron and Harry stepped though the Floo into the Burrow and stood for a moment, dusting the soot from their uniforms, just as they had done every Wednesday going on three years now. Even when they had disagreements they still visited Molly and Arthur each Wednesday unless away on assignment, though recently Harry only stayed long enough for a quick catch up and a cup of tea.

“You look as if you’ve been wanted to tell me something all day,” Ron commented.

Harry stopped patting at his robes and turned to look at his friend, “I’m going to ask Draco to marry me, and I would like you to stand up with me.”

“What?” Ron asked in reply sounding genuinely confused.

“Look, I know you don’t really like him, but I love him and I honestly can’t see myself with anyone else.”

“What about my sister?” Ron demanded, tossing his outer robes on a chair. “You’re breaking her heart by being with that ferret! It’s screwing everything up!”

“For the thousandth time, I am not in love with Ginny. I never was and I never will be. I’m in love with Draco and if he will have me I’m going to marry him, with or without you there.”

“You can’t be serious!” Ron bellowed but Harry held his ground.

“You need to stop now before we both do something we’ll regret,” he warned.

“What is going on in here?” Molly asked sternly, she suddenly appeared in the kitchen doorway still holding a large spoon, a smudge of flour on her cheek.

“Harry’s going to ask Malfoy to marry him, bleeding, fucking weasel!”

Molly’s expression immediately went from irritated to disappointed, “Oh Harry dear,” she said in an irritatingly pitying tone. “You’ve only just broken up with Ginny. Shouldn’t you wait a bit love, see if it’s really what you want? You know she’s just waiting for you to settle into yourself a bit.”

He closed his eyes and took a calming breath.

He had broken it off with Ginny over two and a half years earlier when he knew it wasn’t going to work out. He had seriously tried to make as go of it but, it wasn’t going to be what either of them wanted and he knew it almost from the start. He loved her, that much was true but he wasn’t in love with her. When he realized that that’s what was missing he had been honest with her and had told her the truth. That though he loved her, he never had been in love with her.

That went down a treat, and after she screamed herself raw she never spoke to him again.

He didn’t know what she had told her family, but for some reason they were all of the opinion that they were just on a break while Ginny trained with the Harpies, and that eventually they would come together again and get married.

He and Draco had run into each other a few months after the break up. Harry had just come back from an Auror training session when Malfoy turned up at Robard’s office to drop off a package from the apothecary he was working for. Draco had been sent to Azkaban straight out of Hogwarts where he was sentenced to six years but spent only five months. He then spent one month under house arrest before being entered into a sort of work release program which was how he came to be working for the Apothecary.

They spoke briefly and decided to just drop the rivalry and set a date for lunch to see if they could make a go at being friends.

They had gotten on quite well and started spending more time together.

Ron hated that Draco was suddenly coming round during their drink nights and complained about it quite loudly, so rather than tell Draco to stop joining them; Harry stopped coming instead.

They didn’t speak to each other at work about the budding relationship, but outside of work Harry had tried talking to Ron, to get support from his oldest friend, especially when it became clear that their relationship had finally shifted to proper dating, but Ron had adamantly refused to think of Draco as Harry’s boyfriend, so much so that both Ron and Hermione had tried to talk him out of it.

And now that Harry was seriously thinking about marriage, he had a sinking feeling that his adopted family was never going to accept Draco, or Harry as long as they stayed together.

He let out the breath loudly and fixed Ron and his mother with a level stare.

“I love him,” he said simply, “And I love you. But nothing short of Draco turning me down is going to stop me from marrying him. If you can’t accept him as my husband then I think it would be best if we just parted company now.”

“Don’t let him come between you and your family,” Molly tried.

“He isn’t, you are.” Harry said simply. “He loves me and he would never want me to lose you because of him. But if you force me to chose, you will lose.”

“But what about Ginny?” She tried once more.

“What about her?” Harry snapped. “We haven’t spoken in over two years, and that’s only if you consider her screaming at me a conversation.”

“It was Malfoy’s fault…” Ron tried and Harry exploded.

“Argh, Draco was still in Azkaban when Ginny and I broke up!” He shouted. “That’s it! When you’re ready to talk to me without blaming my boyfriend for everything you see wrong, you know where to find me. Until then I won’t be back.” He threw a handful of powder in the Floo and disappeared in a roar of green flame.

He stumbled out into the front parlor Grimmauld Place and a stalked angrily to the kitchen and started putting supper together. By the time the meal was ready to plate he was calmer. A quick glance at the clock told him that Draco would be home soon and an instant later the tell-tale whoosh of the Floo brought a smile to his lips.

“Ha…Harry.”

Harry dropped his plate on the bench and ran for the parlor.

Draco was ashen, his face dotted with sweat as he clutched the arm of one of the chairs.

“Fuck,” Harry gasped as he slid to a halt beside him. “Where’s your phial?”

“Robes,” Draco managed and Harry’s hands went to his pockets, pulling out the small phial he found in the breast pocket. He then unscrewed the lid, pulling the dropper free and slipped the glass tube into Draco’s mouth and squeezed the potion under his tongue.

They stood quietly as Harry ran his hand over the bowed back. After the other man’s breathing eased he helped him to the couch and then sat beside him.

“What happened?” Harry asked gently.

“Bartlett threw a stinging hex at me just as I stepped into the Floo. He was upset with me all day because I messed up an Owl order yesterday, or so he said.”

“In other words, he messed up and took it out on you again.”

Draco rubbed his aching chest and drew in a breath that suspiciously sounded like a sob, “I can’t do this Harry, I just can’t.”

“Love?”

“ I’m- I’m sorry.” Harry’s heart sank at Draco’s miserable expression. “I’m going to Shacklebolt in the morning to tell him that I’m taking Option 3.”

Harry took a shuddering breath of relief. Monumentally glad that wasn’t the ‘I’m breaking up with you’ that he had feared.

“Come here love,” he said gently trying to coax him closer.

“No we can’t,” Draco tried to pull away but Harry threw an arm around his shoulder. “You know what Option 3 means for me, for us.”

“Draco Malfoy, I love you. Don’t think for one moment that if the Ministry sent you away that I wouldn’t go with you.”

“But you have a life here.”

“You are my life,” Harry replied softly. “There will never be anyone I want more than you.”

He looked down at his hands which were knotted together in his lap, “So you’re fine with giving up everything just because I can’t stand my boss?”

“No,” he said truthfully. “I’m looking forward to sharing my life with you, and I’m all for you leaving your job to get away from that arsehole.”

His head whipped up, “But I’ll be a Muggle!”

“No you won’t. You’ll be a Wizard with a stronger magic restriction than you already have. At least until your probation is up. And don’t forget, I was raised as a Muggle so it doesn’t bother me at all to go back to some of that.”

“I’ll stick it out,” said Draco sounding depressed and laid his head on Harry’s shoulder. “I only have three more years of it. I just don’t want to go back tomorrow.”

“If you really want to stay here and work through Option 2 then I’ll support you but you’ll have to report Bartlett to Auror Cummings again. But remember that you don’t have too, that’s why you have Option 3.”

“I really do want to get away from it,” he sighed.

“Then don’t go back. Let’s quit our jobs, elope, and run away to wherever they send us and we can shag whenever and wherever we want.”

“You’re insane,” Draco said softly but he had a soft affectionate look on his face when he glanced up at him.

“I’m serious,” Harry said as he pulled away to look into his eyes. “After my conversation with Ron at the Burrow today realized that I can’t work with him anymore. He’s just never going to forgive me for breaking it off with Ginny.”

“You fought over me again?”

“No we fought over Ginny again; it didn’t really have anything to do with you.”

Draco frowned then tilted his head in question as a tiny smirk graced his lips, “You said elope.”

“I’ve wanted to marry you for ages; I’ve had the ring for ages. I was actually planning asking you this weekend, but now I’m thinking, why wait?”

The smile slowly spread wider across his face. “Okay Mr. Potter, sell me on it.”

“We go to apothecary and you quit, then we go to the Ministry and have Kingsley join us, and then I quit. You do the Option 3, and then we come back here and shag until Option 3 goes in effect.”

“What if they demand that I leave the community right away?”

“They won’t. They’ll still have to arrange the identity you’ll use, and where you have to go, and then set up your place in the Muggle community so you’ll have at least three days as they sort things out. Probably four because of the weekend, they’ll most likely wait until Monday to get you a Portkey.”

There had been a huge argument when Option 3 passed because it was potentially a very expensive folly that had only come about because of the overcrowding in the prison and the Wizarding community didn’t want the Death Eaters walking about, however and unsurprisingly so, no Death Eaters had wanted to have their magic sealed and live lives like the Muggles did and thus the allotted funds went mostly unused.

“A new life somewhere where no one knows who my father is or what I’ve done?”

“Somewhere where I’m not the ‘Savior of all Wizarding kind’ and my private business isn’t front page news.”

“Where I don’t get spat on because I’m dating you?” Draco added.

“No more howlers or cursed posts, or psychos sending us their used knickers and locks of hair by owl.”

“That actually sounds quite perfect,” Draco told him.

“Let’s go then!” Harry jumped up and pulled him to his feet.

“What! Right now?”

“Yes, right this minute.”

Draco still smiling and allowed Harry to pull him to his feet.

“Let me change first. I’m not getting married smelling like burnt bat guano from Bartlett’s Apothecary,” Draco said then gave Harry a quick kiss before heading off to his room to change.

While Draco was getting dressed Harry went back to the kitchen and set their meal under stasis charms so it would keep until they were ready to eat it, then he too went to his room to change out of his Auror robes.

The couple met in the front parlor some twenty minutes later and took turns Flooing to the Ministry of Magic.

TBC

[the-odd-one-in-space]

AnotherTale #7

*Warning!!!!!! Spoilers for UnderTale! You have been warned!!!!*

Things weren’t looking so good for me, I was moving from place to place in the underground from the cold snow covered snowdin that Wing Dings loved making jokes about how he couldn’t see me because of my hair. That guy was a grade-A comedian. I tired to stay in waterfall but the royal guard hung around there too often for it to be safe. I didn’t like hotland due to the fact that…….. Well…. my body may be able to move,talk,etc but….. there’s nothing it can do to stop the smell of rotten flesh. I’m just happy there’s no seeable rot on me. I like to still think I could pass for human, regardless if I smell pretty bad. Anyway digressing from body orders, I guess it would be more important to talk about the order to have me killed.

Asgore was doing his best to have the guard hunt me down. He placed laws saying if i was seen anywhere people where to alert a guard or if none are around they’re to fight me themselves. He believed that it was the human’s fault that …. the kids were dead. He saw me as another reason that they were dead. He was understandably upset about all this and took out the anger on the closest outlet. Me, and the people above. Wing Dings was doing his best to comfort him and get him to stop the maddest but nothing helped. My next few years in the underground were the worst of my life. I mean, I still had Wing dings, And he was doing  his best to help me. Ya know it was weird, for the next few years, it was like he raised me kinda. He was there for me, he took care of me……. I miss him so much, and the worst part is I’m one of the only few who CAN miss him. Sans was about 15 and working with Wing Dings and me on some small modifications to the core. There was an …… problem with the core(That I totally had nothing to do with, not like I had forgot to vent the core like I was asked to do by Wing Dings since i was living with him, and I had NEVER just went out drinking and lied to the person who put a lot on the line to help me). Me and  Wing were on a platform with no railing talking about how he was beginning to convince asgore to lay off me because I was part monster, when an alarm went off saying that the core was over heating. An area of the core  exploded, knocking us off. I was too scared, I frowe up and I saw Wing Dings slowly losing his grip. He asked for my help but I couldn’t. I couldn’t fall. I couldn’t……….. Sans screamed as Wing fell, and use his magic to bring me back up and pinned me against a wall. He keep yelling at me, asking me why I didn’t help. I couldn’t answer, needless to say the last ten years that sans knew me was the only reason he didn’t kill me there. I stayed away from snowdin after that, only going there every now and again to go to grillby’s. (Hey, when you’re an undead human\monster who lives in a world of monsters that want to kill you, then you can judge me on my drinking.) It didn’t help me in the long run, even now sans looks at me with those cold dark eyes. Telling me he blames me for what happened to our his father.I miss him, and what’s worse, I’m one of the only one’s that do miss him. Or I should say, CAN miss him. Even Asgore forgot about him, and how he almost got Asgore to stop hunting me down, and the hunt for all humans that fall down here. He showed that by killing the first child.

The first child was maybe 9-10, a boy wearing a dirty white shirt, a headband with muscles on it, And mittens he called tough gloves. I met him in the marsh in waterfall, he was a tough kid who had managed to get through the underground without hurting anyone too badly. He was just a kid that wanted to get home to his family and when I met him I helped as much as I could. I got the guard to get off his back by messing with a few of them, but I lost him in hotland. We splited up trying to get away from guards and….. He went straight to the barrier, more importantly he went to Asgore. I found out after I pinned a new guard , some fish looking guy, I almost considered killing him after hearing he helped chased the kid to asgore’s room. I couldn’t wouldn’t do it, I knocked him out and left him in a river. Just out of spite. It would be like that for a another 50 with the next two kid, both lost at the hands of the king. The fourth one coming ten years after #3. Things didn’t turn out the same, but I the extra Lv on my “stats” will tell why I think that.

It was a young man. He looked about 18-20 years old. He had an old cowboy hat, a silver revolver, and had blond hair. I met him in hotland, he had dust on his boots and his gun had steam off rising from the barrel. I walked out from behind a bush and stopped him to question him about if he had been attacked. His answer reminded me of way chara hated humans, and way I hated them too. “Some have, but that only because they’re dumb compared to the ones I had to hunt to find.” It took me a minute to understand what he meant. “So hey, how did you get here? You came here to hunt these freaks too?” I had to think of an answer, I felt ….. anger. I wasn’t sure why. What would had any of those monsters done to me? But… they didn’t do anything to me, a lot of them never tried to hurt me, or call me out to a guard. I quickly decided my plan, to make sure this jerk never back to the surface. “Yeah….. thought I can tell you- or rather lead you to a pretty good hunting spot. Wait here while I try to find my ….. hunting supplies.” I lied, feeling disgust with myself for even say those words in that context, I ran as fast as I could thought the core to Asgore’s throne. His first reaction was to have his guards kill me, but I managed to explain myself to him after I knocked out one of his guards and put a large dog in a headlock. He looked at me, clear confusion on his face. “Why would you tell us this? What do you want? Why would YOU a human-” I cut him off, speaking loud than basically yelling,”I’m not like that! You know I’m not like that! I’m not a freak! A killer! A HUMAN! I’m not the one who took away Asriel and Chara! I…. i….” I let the guard out of my grip, I felt the tears run down my face as I finally just…. got a chance to talk about things. In the last 40 years…. that’s something I’ve never gotten to do. Asgore just stared at me as I fell to the floor on my knees. “......Don’t you think I miss them too….. I think about them all the time…. I know you’re angry at the humans…. but why ME?.... do I remind you of them? Is that it?......”, Me and Asgore stood there in silence till he finally got up. Walked up to me, and put his hand on my shoulder. “Mas….. I apologize for my …. rude behavior. The fact that I have failed to see that you are not fully human, and that my hunt for you has been unjust, it upsets me. I’m so sorry for the pain i’ve caused you. I listened with some joy in my heart as he said this. I didn’t have to run anymore… I also realized what he meant by “Failed to see I was not fully human”. With Wing Dings gone, Asgore changed his reason for hunting me after his rage calmed. He believed me to be a human wizard. “So….. I don’t have to run away anymore? Am I safe?.....”

“Yes. Yes mas. In fact, for old times sake, and as a gift to show how sorry I am… how would you like to join my guard?”

I stopped to think about that, was I really ready to forgive him for the years of pain he put me thought? Hell no, but I was done running. I was too tired and too desperate to waste this chance.

“Sure, can I start now?” I said, forcing myself to smile with some difficulty. “Of course! Let’s go!” I later found out the reason for asgore’s mercy , but I can’t share that yet. Let’s just say asgore had someone he wanted me to meet. Anyway, because i’m running out of time for this entry, short version. I killed the guy. Not on purpose but more to protect a clumsy Asgore. Which brought my old 100 hp at lv 1, to 130 at level 2. Guess monsters level up differently. This did affect me later on but now's not the time, have someone to talk to that you're learn of soon. I’ll see you later. The end…

for now.

[zuffer-weird-girl]

"Is that all you can do?"

'What a pain...' he sighed mentally as his vision caught the many fighters and others gangs expending their money, seing bunch of incompetents to break their own bones... he met Rappa on one of those, but that didn't meant he was found of these things.

The opposite actually, he found it ridiculous. He was here to negociate with another rival gang, yearn more money for his plan on ruling the underground... for now.

He found the old man and nodded as a form of a greeting. Chrono and Nemoto on his side, as a company.

"I take that you're the young capoo of the Shie Hassaikai for now? When I was a bit younger, the other boss came in contact with-"

"I didn't came here for chatty talk, and I take that you didn't either." He said nonchantly as he raised his hand "What are you willing to give or vice versa for the union of the yakusa? Your finance and status will serve for a great help."

The man sighed and mentioned with his hand at one of his younger subbordinates to appear right besides him.

"We have a tradition. Take one of our man down or his life for that manner, and we start to collaborate." The boy seemed a bit nervous, and chisaki could only scoff arrogantly.

"Is that suppose to be a joke?" He asked in sarcasm before sighing "Very well. The time that ring is cleaned we both step and start."

The man nodded and took one seat as Chisaki merely checked his gloves... only to notice the boy that he is soon going to beat up talking with a... girl?

She seemed worried sick over him, and was almost on the verge of tears as the young man holded her shoulders and muttered something he couldn't catch it... oh well, it wasn't his business anyway.

Just when the place was cleaned he got up from his seat with a groan, as the boy gulped and looked at him woth a certain glare... pathetic.

"WAIT BOSS PLEASE!" he heard the same woman shouting and turned to see her almost kneeling on teh ground "You know his quirk! Please don't do this!"

"(L/n). You know our rules." The man sighed while the boy waved at her that it was alright... but she wasn't having it.

"I'll go instead of him! Please, I'm begging you boss." She lowered her head and the man really seemed in conflict before he sighed and looked at Chisaki.

"Is it alright for you Overhaul?"

"It doesn't matter. In any ways I will get what I want." He said simply and the girl thanked with a relieved sigh the old man before stepping on the place.

He stared at her numbly as she remained stable, not a hint of fear neither nervousness on her feautures.

"What's your deal?" He said nonchalantly before slidding one of his gloves slowly "Not going to attack?"

She smirked. She dared to smirk at him, and for some whatever reason, he felt his blood start to boil... not exactly only rage for see... but something else.

"You can start. I don't mind. You will use your quirk for this right?" She pointed at his hands while he only glared at her "Hm.. not one to talk... I see."

She started to run towards him and he simply raised his glove, killing her was going to be easy..

He barely brushed two of hiis fingers on her shoulder while dodging and her upper body had exploded... but what surprised him it was that she came back without his own power..

"The hell?" He muttered as he saw the female in front of him with wide eyes while touching her shoulder before looking at him with shock.

"You're strong." She muttered and he felt the anger start to come back.

He DIDN'T put her back together. What is the meaning of that.

Chrono arched an eyebrow at analyzing the situation as he bumped into the guy that was previously supposed to fight with Kai.

"You." He called and the man got shocked a bit "Who is her and what's her quirk?"

The guy remained silent before Hari sighed and told Nemoto to handle this.

"What's her quirk?"

"Regenaration. You can try many times to hurt her or kill her, it won't happen. She may probably never die due her power." The guy slapped his mouth in shock as Chrono hummed.

"That's why them..." Nemoto muttered before looking back at the scene.

Chisaki slammed his hand on the ground as he sended spikes towards your direction... yet you dodged them with such agility that even himself was getting drowsy by your movements.

"Do you pretend on simply dodging my attacks. If you can't lay a finger on me than this is all pointless-" he almost shouted as he sended a spike to pierce your chest with success... you spilled blood from your mouth before frowing and send him a ugly look.

"And talking wont help you either." You hissed before grabbing the spike and throwing your body out as you got on top of that thing, your chest already coming back together as Overhaul sended more and more attacks into your direction.

"So this is your illness?" He said almost casually as he created plataforms to cage you, attacks growing more and more stronger and faster as you blocked them with your arms as you yelped.

"I would say more like a curse but if you want to call it like that!" You shouted before jumping back on the ground and running towards him.

He arched an eyebrow at your words before dodging your attack on the last second... you were fast...

You jumped around here from feet to feet. He made a plataform again but you quickly jumped out of there and got back to attacking him.

You were starting to get on his nerves.

"Such a pest." He growled as he dodged one punch of yours.

Although what he didn't expect was for you to simply turn around and lend a heavy side punch with your other hand... making him even jolt back a little.

You widened your eyes in realization, the only sounds now on that place were Overhaul's grunt and your heart beat loud on your ears.. all of the people watching had gotten silent as the dead.

Why? Well... it was the first time ever they saw someone lending a punch, less even touching Chisaki without not being turned into a puddle of blood on the ground.

Your breath hitched in your throat when he looked at his hand after taking off his mask to not soak any blood of his on that... even despite being almost immortal, you felt for the first time in your life... fear for your life.... or was something else.

He wiped the blood away with his thumb, dropping the mask down at the floor as his wide and infuriated golden eyes pierced your soul, not even once blinking, making you even step back a little.

"This is it?" He suddenly spoke, eyes still wide open and frow on his forehead growing as he crouched down "Is that all you got?"

Suddenly you were left on the fucking air since he was almost destroying teh whole arena as his attacks keep coming, and when one time you had looked back you screamed in shock when you felt a bare hand grab on your arm harshly, almost even breaking as he brought you to the ground.

You were even trembling, wide eyes in shock as you stared up at him... this man gave you what you never felt...

"Pathetic." He slammed his free hand on your shoulders as he glared you down. Like a predator, ready to devour their prey "I have to acknowledge you in some way though." You winced at feeling your arm being almost dislocated by his harsh and deadly hold "You were the first person on a long time to lay a finger on me. Is that enough for you?"

You gagged a bit, your own blood dripping form your mouth as he was at the verge of breaking your arm.

"No is not. You are on this position after all..." his wide eys returned to their serious and stoic expression as always as he stared you numbly down "Such a disgusting way, isn't?"

Although, he started to question your sanity when you started to giggle, before simply giving him a smile, your red fluid still dripping from your plumpy lips.

"Thank you, Overhaul." You smirked at his confused expression before headbutting him with force, he even gasped and let go of your arm... letting you to hold them still.

"Fucking..." he winced as he brought his hand back form his forehead... the impact was so strong taht left both of your forehead bleeding out.

"You..." you panted as you looked at him "You are dangerous... but yet..." you sended him a smile, a pure smile that left his ribcage feeling all weird and tight "Thank you Overhaul, for showing me what pain and wish for living is like..."

He arched his eyebrows in surprise as he felt his man help him get up as the others from your own gang grabbed underneath your shoulders to lift you up as well.

"I am deeply sorry for that Overhaul. We will join you in trades of fixing what (L/n) did with-"

The rest was all mumbling to him, he simply couldn't take hiis curiosity neither eyes away from the man asking if you were okay and you simply smilling at them sweetly as the wound in your head healed slowly... your dislocated arm that he had doen moments ago coming back as nothing ever happened.

What. The hell. Were you?

"Forget the money." He suddenly spoke as he returned his gaze at the man "I want something else, and then we can discuss about the rest of the deal."

"Anything you wish." The man spoked serenely before he followed Chisaki's finger... only to look at you, cheerily talking with your own commurates before widening your eyes innocently at Overhaul's piercing gaze at you.

"I want this miss in trade of the Shie Hassaikai forgiveness." He muttered before lowering hsi hand down, glaring at you as you could only blink.

It seemed like you got yourself on a very dangerous area... judging by the dark brow haired male not much away from you not even blinking his nonchantly stare from you and the way your own commurates started to tremble in fear... you knew it you were in for a very wild ride.

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Kai and Kaito are worry about Y/N because her mom is coming to visit her grandchild. But Y/N remembers that it is their first time meeting her mother. Also Y/N's mom wants to meet Pops as well. Basically she wants to meet everyone. Y/N's mom looks like a 12 year old. (Probabaly of her quirk and it's anime.) Pop's spit his tea when he ask how old she is. (She is older than Pops.) Y/N's mom treats everyone like children because she is the oldest out of the everyone.

Anime dynamics are just... weird.

"First time meeting your mother and the brat is almost losing it." Chisaki stated numbly as he looked over at his son.

"Well you do have to consider that this is his only grandmother.... and he is meeting her with two years." You giggled at his arched eyebrow and unamused face. "I'm going to get her... or else she won't even pass the gates." You mumbled before you left the house.

"Daddy you're scared?" The kid asked nonchalantly while staaring up at his father.

"Why would I even be? Is just a woman." He scoffed in slight offense at hearing his son comment.

"Because you have a drop of sweat on your temple." The kid yelped and pouted at the quick flip his father gave on his forehead, the man himself grabbing a handkerchief shortly after to wipe that drop off.

He wasn't scared.

You entered minutes later with a... young woman by your side?

"Mom, this is my husband Kai Chisaki, he is the leader of the yakusa while this little boy over here is my precious son Kaito." The woman smiled serenely at both before bowing in respect.

"Is such a pleasure to meet the man who made my daughter so happy all these years, forgive me you both for not coming to the weeding." You quickly interrupted her to say that it wasn't a bother and that you knew how busy she was.

While both of your dark brow haired boys blinked in confusion, sharing a confused look before refurning to look at the woman in your side.. even the voice sounded... younger.

What the actual heck?

The woman crouched down to Kaito's eye level before gently grabbing his cheeks in both hands.

"Why, aren't you the prettiest little thing? Is so nice to meet you." She smiled while Kaito returned it with his tiny smirk.

Chrono and Mimic just happened to be walking on the same room and immediately noticed the unfamiliar presence.

"Yo who is the chick?" Mimic asked while pointing at your mother.

Chisaki darkned his eyes and went to send him a threatening glare if it wasn't for your mother's laugh.

"Oh please young man don't be such a flatter!"

"What the-? Young man?" Mimic mumbled, not believing that the brat in front of him was calling him such a thing.

"And you two kids must be..?" She asked, leaving a confused as fuck Kurono and Mimic.

Kids? KIDS?

"She is the (Y/n)'s mother, bunch of incompetents." Kai growled and scoffed at the way both of the mans eyes widened in shock.

"WhAT ThE AcTUaL FuCK?!" Kai covered his son's while glaring at Mimic... the man himself.winced at knowing he fucked up.

"No offense but you look like you're (Y/n)'s sister or similiar because..." Chrono looked up and down at her wity a frow "Yeah..."

The woman giggled with a hand lose to her chest while the other waved it in fdont of her.

"Oh please, no. I'm not that young. Quite opposite actually! All of you kids are such gentlemans."

"Mom now you're just milking it." You deadpanned at her before sighing at the wink she gave it to you.

Kaito let himself be his grandmother's guide through the house while you and Chisaki walked just a bit behind them.

"How can she call me a kid? I am a grow adult with a child already." He growled before glaring at your quite giggling figurine.

"Is just her way." You smiled up at him while he scoffed.

"With how many years did she gave birth to you? Nine?"

"Actually no. Rude." You pouted mockingly "She actually had me in a very delayed age to be honest... dont even know how I was born health to be honest."

"Because you're a angel." He muttered numbly, smirking behind his mask at your faint blush.

"What was that?" You asked with a smile before huffing at the 'I said nothing.' From your husband.

Then you and your son are the brats huh? Damn hypocrite.

One door swinged open and Kaito opened his big smile at seing the elder getting out.

"Grandpa!" Pops looked down with a smirk before noticing that not only his favorite little family was there but also in the company of a fresh new face.

"Who do I have the honor of meeting?" He asked while pointing at the woman and looking at both of you.

"My mom." "(Y/n)'s mother." "Grandma."

Pops and you mom laughed at the simultaneous answers before both introduced themselves to each other.

"Mother? Aren't you quite too young for being the mother of my daughter in law mrs?"

"Same goes to you. Such a gentleman young man you created. A bit cold, but a gentleman no less."

You stiffled a laugh at the notocing your husband's jaw clenching and his glare.

"You all interested on some tea? I need to know more about my daughter in law after all." You gulped, not liking one bit to know that now your husband was smirking devilish at the statement.

~

"So your son doesn't visit you often?"

"No. When he married that woman of his he simply decided to forgot that I existed and simply... vanished." She spoke sadly but with a smile no less.

Pops hummed while furrowing his eyebrows in disgust of such actions "I quite understand you. Something similiar happened with me and my idiot daughter..."

You and Chisaki shared glances before your husband scolded Kaito for almost dropping his box of juice in his and your lap.

"I am sorry for that. Lucky us that we at least have something to be proud of." She smiled at you and you returned it with your own.

"Surely. And your daughter was quite a blessing on this house. Not going to lie, I enjoy and appreciate her company." He poured more of the drink while Kaito grunted at not getting the plastic out of the straw for him to drink his own juice.

You giggled and genrly took it from his hand and handed to him shortly after the box with the staw already sticked on it.

"Thanks mama!"

"He could have drinked some tea due to his manners." Kai comented numbly while staring in disgust at the nox in his son's hand.

"Its black tea Chisaki. I bet Kaito would not be much fun of it anyway."

"Agreed." Kaito mumbled before closing his lip on the straw not bothering with his father's glare as he snuggled on his mother's lap with a smug look.

Even in the front of others... this brat will see at night, not going to stay to block him from his wife.

Pops and your mother entered on another chat, you and Kai making some comments here and there while Kaito just distracted himself with playing with your fingers while he sitted on your lap... the box of juice still on his hand.

"Ah right." Pops laughed sarcastically "Like you would know what those ages are, you're might be the mother of my daughter in law but that doesn't make you that old." He brought the tea to his mouth.

"Why wouldn't I know? I have 82 years old. I guess that I would know how times on that year were mister."

You almost laughed at the way your son and husband's jaw almost fell while Pops ended up spitting his tea on the carpet with a cough, avoiding on spilling the hot fdrink along with his saliva at anyone while the younger boy accidentaly let the box in his hands fall.

Luckily it was empty and closed...

Pops coughed a few more tines to regain his breath before one of Kaito's comment let you and your mother laughing, you in nervous embarrassment whiel your mother just found it funny.

"Wow you old!" Kai snapped our of his shocked state and pinched his son ear. "Ow!"

"Chisaki Kaito. Take what you said back this instant and apologize." Chisaki growled while his son pouted at him.

"Why, no need to apologize! The kid is not wrong." Your mother said gently while Kai's eye twitched.

"82 years huh?" Pops coughed one last time with a chuckle "Geez lady tell me your secret because you're way older than me and I'm looking like I am about to go to the grave."

You and Kai winced at that before both of you knocked discretly on the woodem cofee table...

"Don't say that Pops." Kai comented numbly, hidding his concern whiel lowering his mask to take a sip of his own cup.

"Listen to your son, you're still on good shape." Your mother comented while Pops scoffed.

"Says the woman who looks at the same or even younger than her own daughter."