#��—rayray’s everything nice

[ichigomis]

loses you in the mall and goes to the information desk to have your name announced and paged. once you do get there he breathes the biggest sigh of relief because he's "finally found you". the staff thought he was looking for his kid.

BOKUTO, terushima, hoshiumi, KAGEYAMA, tendō, OIKAWA, komori

[multishipper-baby]

Horny thought of the night: what OCs would wear lingerie?

[ishibishie]

i said i would maybe do this two weeks ago but i'm on a steven loving high and i saw a stupid post that was basically brainless bashing and hate in his tag so i'm here to fix this with steven love and ramble about the baby boy with a........

27 RANDOM STEVEN HEADCANONS POST!

uh cw for mentioning dead parents ig. there's a lot of dead parent stuff here sorry

- steven is asexual and aromantic. he discovered this a bit "late" when he was about 20 years old. despite his high profile in hoenn, he isn't very open about his sexuality and has only come out to a handful of close friends, the first being wallace. it was also wallace who gave him the black ring he wears.

- steven is half galarian on his mother's side. he would often visit the region with her before she died, and steven has very fond memories of watching gym matches: those battles are what inspired him to become a pokemon trainer along with his mother having been one herself in galar before she moved to hoenn. his favorite place in galar is wyndon city and he loves finding any excuse to hop aboard the trains scattered throughout the region to see all the unique scenery pass by and collect rare new stones for his collection.

- he adores space and astronomy! when he can't sleep he'll go outside and look at the stars until he eventually dozes off. this also led him to look into the mythology behind the constellations he sees, and he's had a few passionate conversations with cynthia about pokemon mythology.

- when nervous, steven tends to bite his nails. this has led to many scoldings and impromptu manicure sessions from wallace!

- his biggest fear is ghost type pokemon as he hates thinking about the concept of death. he also dislikes very strong thunderstorms, and being left alone for long amounts of time.

- as a result of his pampered childhood, steven is a bit of an attention seeker. he tends to get fussy and impatient when nobody acknowledges or listens to him. there was an isolated incident of steven throwing a pebble he had in his pocket at someone to make them pay attention when he was at his limit.

- likewise, he absolutely hates getting dirty when he's not caving. a single blemish of dirt on his nice clothes will drive him mad. he hates being disorganized and is a bit of a clean freak.

- he's a big contest fanboy! if a day off and a contest line up on the same day, expect to see steven somewhere in the audience cheering the coordinators on.

- steven and his father have a rocky relationship ever since his mother died. steven always wanted to become a pokemon trainer like his mother, but his father wanted him to take over the devon corporation one day. this unwanted pressure from his father ultimately led to steven running away from home to pursue his dreams when he was 14. now, they're still on speaking terms, but that's not to say steven looks forward to and enjoys their conversations. things only got worse when steven came out to his father and was brushed off as "going through a phase". despite everything, steven one day wishes to reconcile with his father and hopes that they can be as close as they were before his mother died.

- the one thing steven regrets most is never saying goodbye to his mother. the last thing he told her was "see you tomorrow!" before she died the very next day

- he met wallace during the time he ran away from home. the two met in lilycove city, where wallace was practicing for a contest and steven happened to be in the city. steven was intrigued by wallace's skills and ability to charm him with his pokemon. the first thing steven said to wallace was a compliment about his pokemon and the two decided to spend the day hanging out. they've been best friends ever since, and steven tends to see wallace as the big brother he never had and his main source of advice.

- he loves to write, whether it's journalling or taking notes about the rare stones he finds. however, he uses the same notebook for everything so his journal entries are often bordered by crammed-in notes about rocks. good luck reading anything, though: he has very small and cursive handwriting.

- steven is a disaster in the kitchen. the only thing he can make without any risk of burning his house down is a cup of tea.

- he's a big nature lover! in contrast to his sheltered life as the son of the ceo of a big business, he enjoys looking at flower gardens and finds any chance he can to lay down on a grassy hill and let the world move by without a care.

- he enjoys classical music and can play the flute!

- due to how he grew up without many real friends as a kid, steven tends to act a bit childish in personal social situations. he'll simply say whatever's on his mind without thinking twice and randomly cut in whenever someone else is speaking. not to mention he's terrible at holding eye contact. more "professional" conversations are where he shines as his parents taught him everything about etiquette.

- steven is polite to a fault: he usually has trouble telling people no and doesn't like to intrude on other people's conversations even if he was invited to such a conversation. it can make normal small talk awkward for both parties.

- his favorite place in hoenn is sootopolis city. he adores being surrounded by history while chatting with wallace at a local cafe, not to mention taking in the beautiful scenery at night.

- clear, sunny days are his favorites. when he travels to a colder region and gets caught in a sudden snowfall, he likes to watch it snow as it's an extreme rarity in hoenn.

- he loves to read and often wears a pair of reading glasses when he finds the time to open a book.

- steven carries a few special items with him wherever he goes: these include his key stone, the first gym badge he ever earned, an old pocket knife that belonged to his mother, and his mother's galar gym challenge league card.

- he's great at various card games. it's best to cut your losses if you make a bet with steven and he pulls out a deck of cards!

- it's easy to tell if steven is lying: he'll always rock back on his heels and bite his lower lip when doing so. using this knowledge is limited however, as steven doesn't tend to lie very often.

- his favorite food is galarian curry, especially the kind his mother used to make. he also enjoys sampling the cuisine from other regions, especially kalos. when it's time for dessert, he'll never pass up: he's got a bit of a sweet tooth!

- steven is a very laid-back person and hardly anything can really upset him. he tends to laugh off any embarrassing blunders he makes and will sometimes make small quips and jokes at his own expense. however, saying anything bad about the devon corporation will cause him to go on a profane offense, a bit ironic considering his odd and shaky relationship with the company.

- steven wears his jacket everywhere he goes. he's always complaining about being cold and it baffles everyone how he can keep wearing his blazer even in the dead heat of hoenn's summers. since he's always freezing, you can often find him at home wrapped in the fluffiest blanket he owns near the fire.

- even though he's champion of hoenn, steven still feels like he's working towards his initial dream of making his mother proud. he really only sees his championship title as one of many steps he still wants to take to live the life and dreams his mother hoped he would achieve!

(i copy pasted this from my phone notes so if the format is screwy, sorry!)

EDIT 8-30-21: yes i lowkey made this post to combat the people who are bashing on steven for getting a mega evolving rayquaza and posting this hate on his tag. it's fine to not like steven or how zinnia didn't get the mega rayray but for the love of god DON'T post hate in steven's tag! the people checking his tag are people who like him and we really don't appreciate you mindlessly calling our baby boy a racist bitch because you're salty. i'm sure you wouldn't like it if i went into zinnia's tag and posted "haha suck it side character" so. don't be a bitch. be considerate, okay?

[ruination-fangs]

Tales of Asteria, Chapter 4 Raven’s Scenario: Strands of the Truth Stages 1-3

I am still doing this. very very slowly

Stage 1: Dreams of Empty Space

Scene 1:

In a throne room, a nameless man pledges his sword to the king and the people. The man who appears to be the king recognizes him as a knight and protector of the throne.

Suddenly he finds himself on a battlefield, panting.

Nameless Man: Dammit... Why is this happening... And just when we were finally able to stand together...! We couldn't stop any of it..! Enemy soldiers: There's a survivor! Surround him and kill him! Nameless Man: ...Fine. I'll end it myself. This stupid war... all of it... in exchange for this life. *Shing* Nameless Man: ...Wait for me just a little longer. I'll be there soon. Haaaaaah....!

Raven: That was... ???: What's with you? What happened? You always look so sullen, Raven. Raven: You're...

Raven wakes up, and realizes it was a dream - an odd dream he keeps having lately. The person on the throne isn't Lazarus, but he doesn't know who it is. He's never seen a war like that, either, but it feels strangely real - especially the voice at the end. He can't recall where he's heard it before, or whether it was recently or a long time ago. Thinking about it makes him tired.

He notices that it's raining now. He has to go out to work on a case, but he doesn't want to end up with a cold. He wishes he could just quit, though he knows he can't.

There's a knock at the door. Assuming it’s a customer, he welcomes the guest in.

???: I'd say I'm sorry to intrude... but you sure don't look busy in here. Raven: My apologies, we... Oh, it's you. Claw: ...Yeah. Long time no see, Raven.

Scene 2:

Raven remarks that it's rare to see Claw there, to which Claw replies he has little reason to visit. Even so, he tells Raven not to look so sullen. It's the same words from Raven's dream, and Raven visibly reacts. When Claw notices, Raven says he's just disappointed because he thought he finally had a customer. Claw suggests he's more like a colleague, even though Raven describes himself as just as lousy old shopkeeper - ostensibly.

As expected, Claw came to ask about a fugitive. He wants to know if Raven has heard anything about a supposed accomplice of the person they're after. Raven guesses he means the "cool beauty" who disrupted the recent festival, and wonders why Claw is asking, because he heard that the White Lions were already on the trail. Claw explains that they lost the criminal when she fell off a cliff in the Gahram Mountains, and somehow there was no trace of her to be found at the bottom. It's no longer a straightforward case, and they're seeking information about the accomplice because they need a new clue.

Unfortunately, Raven has nothing to offer, though he's doing all he can to look into it. Claw gets snippy about how Raven isn't as good as he thought he was then, but Raven just remarks that it's rare to see him so tired. Claw points out that not only do they have someone on the run, the prime minister's sister was kidnapped, and apparently a new criminal showed up in the city yesterday. They can't search for all of them at the same time.

Raven wishes him good luck; that's the White Lions' jurisdiction, after all, not his. Exasperated, Claw requests that Raven let him know if he finds anything, and Raven agrees. He has a responsibility in this case too. Claw also offers a reward of a good meal for good info, which catches Raven's attention. He thanks Raven before he leaves.

Once he's gone, Raven thinks on the fact that he'd like to help the White Lions, but, things being what they are, it's out of the question right now. He apologizes to Claw and goes outside, where it's still raining. He'd rather stay inside, but he has to hurry and find the "target" before the White Lions' investigation drives them into hiding.

Stage 2: Frightened Girl in a Rainy City

Scene 1:

A young girl runs down a city street in the pouring rain. Her doll-like companion is worried she'll catch a cold, and when she pauses, a woman approaches, concerned. The woman insists the girl come to her house and dry off, but before they get there, they're stopped by a knight asking what's going on. Seeing that the knight is with the White Lions, the doll tells the girl to run. She apologizes and takes off.

Elsewhere, an information broker tells Raven about a girl wandering around in the rain, sticking to the back alleys. When a knight tried to speak to her, she got scared and ran away. Raven thanks the informant and leaves.

This is the only useful information he's gotten from asking around. Still, having met Velvet, he's pretty sure she wouldn't have left the chancellor's sister in the city. He doesn't know what Lady Lazarus is up to, but he's good at simply following along with whatever happens.

With no time to waste and no other leads, he decides to investigate the back alleys the informant mentioned.

When he gets there, he sees White Lions here and there, probably keeping an eye out for the escaped criminal. Suddenly the little girl appears, and Raven realizes she's the one the informant was talking about.

Scene 2:

Raven wants to talk to the girl, but she won't let him close to her. When Raven reassures her that she doesn't have to be scared - he's surprisingly gentlemanly for an old man - the floating doll tells him not to touch her. Raven is surprised, but he's not intending to follow them or anything. He just wants to talk. Still, the doll insists he stay away.

Suddenly the girl starts gasping for breath and staggering around. She says she's okay, but she immediately collapses and cries for help. Exasperated, Raven decides it'll cause problems if she dies, and picks her up. The doll stays quiet. Raven mutters that there certainly does seem to be something going on here, and it's turned into quite a mess.

Stage 3: The Pair at the Anything Agency

Scene 1:

Raven watches the girl sleep on the couch in his quarters. She's really out of it, but she doesn't seem to be hurt, just completely exhausted. Suddenly she starts groaning in her sleep as if she's having a bad dream.

???: Lady Lazarus... why... I didn't see... anything...

Her sleeptalking alarms Raven, but at that moment a voice screams "divine punishment!!" and a young woman bursts in.

???: Rayray! I thought you were better than this! Raven: Ow ow ow... What are you doing back so suddenly, little Norma? What did I do? Norma: What did you do!? How could you bring such an innocent girl back here!?

Raven insists she's misunderstood and he's just trying to help the girl. Norma is upset, both about their lack of work recently, and how Raven is always so cryptic. She believed better of him, and demands an explanation.

When Raven can finally get a word in, he tells her that he found the girl in the alleys. She seemed to be lost, and it was a sad sight, watching her running around in the pouring rain. So the gentlemanly old man who just so happened to be there brought her to shelter. Norma is skeptical, both of his story and his assertion that he would never lie to her.

While they're arguing, Teepo wakes up, and Norma freaks out about the talking doll. Raven says he was surprised too at first, though he tabled the issue because he had bigger problems to deal with. Elize is awake too now, and is alarmed when Norma and Raven notice her.

Scene 2:

Elize is silent. Raven is glad she's awake, but he would prefer she speak up. Norma tells him to be quiet and let her handle things.

Norma: Hello! I'm Norma Beatty. This guy with the messy hair is Raven. This is our agency, The Office of Beatty and Beatty. Raven: "The Office of Beatty and Beatty"? I don't remember agreeing to that. Seriously, Beatty and Beatty? Those are both your- Norma: So, what happened to you? Would you mind telling me? Raven: Wh- Don't ignore me!

The girl haltingly tells them that she’s a student, but she was running away because she got caught up in something scary. Raven mentions that while she was sleeping, she was very restless and muttered something about Lady Lazarus. He'd be willing to chalk it up to delirium, but she seemed terrified.

Elize doesn't respond. Norma chides Raven because whatever happened might be hard for her to talk about, and Raven shuts up again.

When Norma asks again, the girl says that since she couldn't go home, she stayed in the city. She remembers feeling overwhelmed, but nothing after that is clear. Raven informs her that she collapsed right in front of him. He uses her noncommittal affirmative as proof that what he told Norma was true, though Norma remains unconvinced. In any case, she doesn't think the girl is lying.

She then asks for the girl's name. She introduces herself as Elize Lutus, and her friend is Teepo. Norma immediately calls them Lil E and Teepon, and Raven explains that she gives nicknames to everyone she meets.

Raven asks Elize what she wants to do now, but Norma stops him and scolds him for letting Elize stay in her soaking wet clothes for so long. Even though he couldn’t change them himself, he could have called her for help. She decides they need to get Elize's clothes fixed up first, and they can talk after.

She shoos Raven out, and then suggests that he might as well go get them something to eat. Elize must be starving, and also, she is too. Raven suspects that's her real motivation, but he grudgingly goes. Watching them, Elize and Teepo comment that they seem like nice people.

Some time later, Norma gives Elize her dried out clothes back and asks how she's feeling. Elize says she’s much better, and she's sorry for making them feed her and everything. Norma doesn't want her to worry about it; of course she would help someone in need. (Even though Raven was the one who bought the food, he mutters.)

Norma then asks what she's going to do now. Elize wants to go back to her hometown, the city of Almeria. But that's pretty far away, and Raven has heard that recently monsters have been appearing on the roads between towns, so it’s too dangerous for Elize, even with Teepo. 

Nevertheless, Elize doesn't want to stay in the city. Raven then slyly suggests that it would be another story if she had an escort, and Norma praises him for having a good idea for once. This is exactly the kind of thing their business is for, after all.

They explain to a confused Elize that they'll go with her. They can't just kick her out and leave her by herself. When Elize confesses that she has no money to pay them, Norma just says they couldn't possibly take anything from her. (They can always bill the household instead! Raven tells her not to act like it's free, then.)

Norma wants to leave right away, until Teepo complains that she's being kind of pushy. She amends that they'll leave once Elize is ready. Elize says she's fine; she wants to hurry, if they can. With everything decided, they head out.

Raven lingers behind, wondering what they'll find.

[madamslayyy]

Log Cabin And A Brewing Fire VIII

Pairing: Nebraska Williams (Trevante Rhodes) x Reader

Warnings: This is a SLOW BURN FIC. I’m going at what I believe is a realistic place via my perception. I know y’all want some steam but this is SLOW BURN. Please checkout my Masterlist for other works if you’re looking for a little raunchiness.

A/N: To everyone I trolled yesterday, April Fools! (Except it’s not April) I’m definitely finishing this series, just had to make y’all sweat a little bit 😂😘 If you haven’t caught up on the previous chapters, check them out here via MY MASTERLIST.

Also I usually put this at the bottom of the Chapter but I don’t think people actually read that so I’m putting it here, if you want to be tagged, THIS POST will tell you how. Please don’t come to my inbox asking or leaving it on the chapters because I always forget to check and I feel so guilty leaving people out when they ask or accidentally ignoring them.

Anyway I’ve rambled long enough, love y’all and hope y’all enjoy this.

~*~

“Training Day again, Mr. Williams?” Nebraska’s students whined.

“It’s either that or run laps.” He grinned.

“It’s too cold to run laps. And it’s snowing outside. Aren’t there like... child labor laws or something?” One of his students asked.

“Could always make you guys run laps inside until 12:00. You all prefer that?” Nebraska grinned at the chorus of “No’s” coming from his class.

“Alright, Training Day it is,” Nebraska put on the film and retreated to his office. Today was the last day of school before Thanksgivings break. It was the Tuesday before the holiday and the students were only required to attend a “Half” day before being dismissed at noon.

You actually had the entire week off for the holiday and were planning on going to see your Aunt and Uncle this week. Nebraska has insisted you go on alone and enjoy your time with your family but you had refused.

“I’ll only go if you’re going. No one should be alone during the holidays.”

In these last couple of weeks Nebraska thought he’d been doing a pretty good job distancing himself from you. The two of you no longer slept in the same bed together, he was careful not to get too close to you when the two of you had to be around each other and even then he kept that to a minimal. The two of you rarely ever saw eachother and he was trying to keep it that way.

You, on the other hand, had a different idea. It seemed like the more he retreated, the more you would seek him out. You were determined not to let things get weird between the two of you. Nebraska wasn’t sure if it was out of pity that you were still being so nice to him after his screw up but he knew it only served to further his guilt.

Nebraska used the hour or so he had left to grade papers and before he knew it, the bell rang at noon and his students began filing out the classroom. He walked out his office to stop the movie and put up the equipment. That was one thing he actually did love about teaching the JROTC students, they were typically pretty well behaved. Nebraska was also sure it was because the other coach, Colonel McNeal, even in his old age, had put the fear of god in these kids.

Nebraska was almost through with his stack of papers he’d been grading and decided to finish it out before leaving so that was one less thing to grade during the break.

“Knock Knock,” Tonya peeped her head in through the door before coming in fully and taking a seat.

“Ah I thought you’d be halfway to St. Mary’s by now,” Nebraska chuckled. St. Mary’s was the elementary school her sons attended.

“Well the boys’ father have them today and tomorrow but Mama gets Thanksgiving,” she grinned, showing all thirty two of her nearly perfect teeth.

“Always good to get a little peace and quiet before the holidays,” Nebraska nodded.

“Amen to that. Which actually brings me to my next point. I know you’re new in town and single and I would hate for a nice guy such as yourself to be alone for Thanksgiving. What do you say to coming to my house for Thanksgiving? You could even stop by the night before, help me do a little Pre-dinner Turkey stuffing,” Tonya offered cheekily and Nebraska knew exactly where she was going with this. Again.

“Thanks for the... um... generous offer T, but I won’t be alone for the holidays, I have Y/N,” Nebraska said trying to let her down as gently as possible.

“Y/N? I didn’t know you two were so.... close,” Tonya said, her smile faltering.

“Yeah we’re driving down to see her Uncle. He was... actually still is... my Lieutenant. Anyway we’re just gonna stay with them for the holiday,” Nebraska smiled but the atmosphere was awkward. It was awkward every time he had to reject her but she was persistent to say the least.

“I see. Well I’ll get out of your hair. Gotta get going to the store before all of the good Turkeys are gone,” she laughed dryly before exiting his office.

“Enjoy your break, T,” he called as she made her hasty getaway.

~*~

Nebraska awoke with a start. He glanced over from his position in the passengers seat to see you, your eyes in deep concentration of the road ahead. He yawned and your face relaxed a bit from its focused contortion as you were made aware of his wakefulness.

“Morning sleeping beauty,” you chuckled. Nebraska glanced at the clock in the car and it read 12:34.

“That late huh?” He said sitting up.

“Yeah but the plus side is we’ll be there in half an hour.”

“I was out for that long? Sheesh,” Nebraska scoffed.

“Well you had been at work all day. I was snoozing the whole time.” You said in that melodic voice of yours. How were you this chipper even in the dead of night?

~*~

The two of you continued on the road until finally making it to your Uncle and Aunt’s home. It was well after 1 a.m. so you and Nebraska did your best to sneak in quietly. You were grateful they still kept a spare key in a potted plant just in case someone ever got locked out.

You and Nebraska creeped upstairs and made it to your room, it seemed, without being detected.

“Sheesh, I’m exhausted,” you said stretching out on your bed. Nebraska came in afterwards, carrying your luggage and his because he was still ever the gentleman.

“There’s a-“ Nebraska’s sentence was cut off by your bedroom door swinging open to reveal your Uncle carrying a steel baseball bat, eyes alert.

“Uncle RayRay!!!” You squealed jumping up to hug the man.

“Do you all have any idea what time it is? We weren’t expecting you to get here until Wednesday,” he croaked. He had clearly just woken up.

“It is Wednesday. And we wanted to get ahead of the traffic,” you pointed out.

“Well you nearly gave Mabel a heart attack. Williams, good to see you, boy. Let me show you to your room,” He said indicating for Nebraska to follow him.

“You as well, sir” Nebraska said, following your Uncle, his luggage in hand.

You had never really thought about it but you’d always just assumed Nebraska would stay in the same room as you, just like at home. Then it dawned on you, your Uncle had no idea how bad Nebraska’s sleeping patterns were. You thought maybe you should mention it but there was no way he’d willingly allow you and Nebraska in the same bed without a marriage certificate between you two. He was old fashioned that way.

So you reluctantly just resigned to your bed alone, the exhaustion from driving sending you immediately into slumber before you even had a chance to unpack.

~*~

The next morning you came downstairs to none other than your Aunt’s amazing home cooked breakfast. She was hovering over the stove still making Breakfast while Nebraska and your Uncle were seated at the table, already eating.

“So nobody was gonna wake me up?” You yawned, taking your seat next to Nebraska.

“Figured you’d be out til dinner the way you sleep,” your Aunt said putting down your breakfast in front of you. French toast, sunny side up eggs and her special fried hash browns. Your mouth began to salivate just looking at it.

“Thank you MaeMae,” you said, digging in. Breakfast carried on peacibly but you kept glancing over at Nebraska. He seemed tired, and quiet. Well he was always quiet but a little more than usual. Maybe he was a little uncomfortable here. The last time he saw his General, he had put a bullet through his brain. He never told you the reason why because you two never talked about it but you’d bet Raynard knew. And that’s probably what made it so awkward.

“Alright now Y/N I got a list here for you of things I need done today. I need you to run by the store and pick up some...” Your Aunt Mabel began naming off the various ingredients she still needed for Thanksgiving tomorrow and the other chores she’d assigned you for today. Even though you were an adult, she still believed in putting you to work.

“There. That shouldn’t be too tough,” she said finishing the list of tasks and handing it to you, “Maybe you could take that quiet fella with you, he’s pretty big, he can help you carry some of that stuff.”

“Oh Nebraska probably doesn’t wanna be bothered running errands with me,” you said shrugging off the notion.

“Sure I do,” Nebraska was on the other side of the kitchen leaning against the counter. Both you and your Aunt jumped in surprise, neither of you having heard him even enter the room.

“Good lord boy, anybody ever told you about sneaking up on an old woman! About to give me a heart attack,” Mae said clutching her chest.

~*~

“Why do we need so many flowers, again?” Nebraska asked as he watched the florist load bundle after bundle of fresh cut flowers into your car.

“Mae takes any holiday when family comes over serious. One time she ordered over 20 preplanted trees for Arbor Day. Ended up giving them away as party favors as everyone left.” You said smiling at the memory.

“So it’ll be pretty packed tomorrow, huh?” Tre said watching the florist load the last bundle into the car.

“You have no idea.”

~*~

You couldn’t sleep. You’d tried everything from drinking tea to counting sheep but your body just couldn’t seem to fall into restful bliss without a certain burly figure wrapped around you.

You’d thought about going to see what he was doing, if he was still up but you refrained, not wanting to bother him.

He’d been... weird about things since the camping trip, even tried sleeping in his own bed again but you’d eventually broke him down by acting as if nothing had changed. That was a lie though, everything had changed. Where you merely acknowledged his attractiveness before, you now ached at the sight of him. The mere thought of his lips, so soft and inviting, was enough to send you into a frenzy. When his hand was on your stomach you could practically feel the strength beneath his fingers. You often thought of his strength and stamina. Fantasized about it actually. Fantasized about him getting rough with you, throwing you around before returning to his default sweet nature, making up for it in every possible way.

You were interrupted mid-daydream (or night dream since it was a little past 11p.m.) by a round of small knocks at the door followed by Nebraska peeking his head in.

“You still up?” He asked. You nodded and he came all the way in, closing the door behind him and leaning against it.

“Mind if I join you?” He asked and you felt that familiar shimmer in your stomach as your insides intertwined.

“Of course,” you said a bit breathlessly. He crawled in next you and it was actually a bit... awkward.

“I missed you,” you quipped, interrupting the silence. A goofy grin instantly broke out across Nebraska’s face, which he tried to hide via scratching the back of his head and looking away.

“I, uh, gotta admit I feel the same,” now it was your turn to be bashful.

“Why are we acting like we never see each? Like we didn’t just spend the last two whole days together?” You giggled and Nebraska smirked.

“I guess this is..... different, you know.... more... physical....” he was staring at your lips and you unconsciously bit your lip in response. That seemed to break his trance and he glanced up, a look of guilt marring his perfect features.

“I should probably-,” he said shifting away from you to stand up.

“Nebraska please, don’t...go,” your arm was now wrapped around his chest in an attempt to keep him from leaving. He was so warm, the curls of his chest hair tickling your fingers. His muscles were tense, you could feel them flex beneath you.

“I need you...” you whispered and that’s when the dam broke between the two of you. Nebraska pivoted in your arms, crashing his lips to your own. This wasn’t the same kind of kiss as in the woods. This was something completely different; something hungry and desperate. You could feel him still holding back so you decided to go all in, returning the smooch tenfold, both hands leaving their position at his torso to cup his face.

“Y/N...” he moaned, you felt like you might pass out. His hands latched themselves to your hips, pulling you into his lap. Your hands shifted from his jaw to his shoulders in order to steady yourself, pulling him even closer, meeting his eagerness with your own.

“Take thi- shit,” he moaned as you perched your full weight onto his lap, his already awakened member there to greet you.

“Too much? Am I too heavy?” You asked, beginning to rise from his lap only to have him pull you back down.

“No, you’re perfect babygirl. More than perfect,” he began kissing down your neck, his teeth grazing against the base of your neck hard enough to bruise.

You were melting beneath his touch. He was so quiet and reserved in his daily life so to be succumbed to his passion in such a raw and unfiltered way made your head swim. You never thought a man of his beauty, candor, and strength would look twice at someone like you yet here he was, your touch alone powerful enough to leave him a moaning, whimpering figure of lust beneath you. It gave you a surge of confidence you’d never quite experienced in the bedroom before.

“Take this off,” Nebraska said tugging at your night shirt. That’s when you remembered you weren’t wearing a bra. Meaning you’d be completely exposed to him, pooch, rolls and all.

“Hey, it’s just us here, okay?” He said pecking your lips when he sensed your hesitation.

“O-okay. Can you get the light?” You nodded towards the lamp on you side desk next to your bed.

“As long as I’ve been dreaming about this moment? No way, I gotta see you,” Nebraska said biting his lips, his eyes gazing over you with pure karnal lust. Your stomach fluttered.

You took your shirt off and he was immediately in awe. He gently took one soft mound in his hand, plopping your already hardened nipple into his mouth. Your nails dug into his shoulders as his tongue swirled around the sensitive flesh. Nebraska smirked at your obvious arousal, the vision of his pristine white teeth against your brown areola was almost a work of art.

When he began to go for the other nipple you pushed him back gently, crawling off his lap but he swiftly pulled you back on.

“Where are you going?

“Shhh... just relax,” you said and he finally let you go, allowing you to maneuver yourself between his legs, pulling his boxers down. His swollen member sprang free of the fabric and for a second you thought you might be hallucinating. He was certainly bigger than any man you’d ever been with, and his girth definitely looked more delectable, the pigment from his shaft to his head all one even color that matched the ebony complexion of his skin.

“You were hiding... all this... this whole time?” Your eyes were fixated on his throbbing length.

“Didn’t think you would care either way,” Nebraska said in a breathy voice. You gazed into his brown eyes in utter disbelief before returning to the task at hand.

You kissed your way up his thighs slowly to tease him, dragging your nails lightly along the sensitive area. His dick jumped in excitement.

He was already leaking precum, the head glistening with his essence. You gripped his base and feathered kisses up his shaft, teasing his head with your tongue. The second you took his tip fully into your mouth, he shuddered, gripping the bedsheets for dear life.

“Relax, Braska, let me take care of you,” you said in what you hoped was a ‘sultry’ voice. It had been a while since you’d gave a man head and you were racking your brain, trying to make sure there wasn’t anything you forgot with the inexperience of time.

You slurped him from base to tip, taking your time to get it extremely wet so your hand could pump him easily. You made sure to spit on it just for extra measure and you swore you saw Nebraska’s eyes roll into the back of his head.

You took him into your mouth and immediately hollowed your cheeks, sucking his over sensitive tip while pumping his base. You alternated between this motions and deep throating him as far as you could take him, making quite the show of gagging on his incredible length. You traveled down further, making sure to not to forget his scrotum, sucking one half and then the other while your hands handled the main attraction.

Where Nebraska was tembling before, he was a blubbering mess now, moaning your name along with a string of curse words as he chased his own pleasure. He took one hand and brought it to the back of your head, guiding you back to his swollen tip. You knew he couldn’t keep his orgasm at bay for much longer so you switched into full concentration mode, paying close attention to what would get him over that edge. His hand on the back of your head was gripping you so tight, you thought he might snatch your headscarf off.

“Shit, Y/N, don’t stop. Please, baby, right there, right there,” he begged and you made sure to adhere to him. Right as he was about to explode in your mouth, he grabbed himself and took it out, opting instead to nut on your face. You graciously accepted his release , the warm essence coating your face. You couldn’t help but giggle as he smeared some of it across your lips with his head, tapping the semi-firm member against them.

“Where’d you learn how to do that?” Nebraska asked out of breath. You shrugged as you got up to go wash your face.

You’d were in the middle of wiping off his ‘gift��� when he followed right after you, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.

“Nebraska, I gotta wash my face and brush my teeth,” you cooed, grabbing a clean face towel and your night routine face wash. Nebraska turned your head to the side, capturing your lips in one of the slowest, sloppiest kisses you’d ever experienced, emphasizing his tongues presence in your mouth as a ‘Thank You’. When Nebraska finally let your lips go he continued clinging to you, only unwrapping himself once so that he could clean off his own member.

Once the two of you were clean, you took to bed. Nebraska, in a position much similar to earlier, engulfed you in himself, peppering you with kisses until he fell asleep. You fell asleep soon after, still not a hundred percent sure if what had just transpired was real or a dream.

~*~

You woke up noticeably cold. And alone. You glanced over to the other side of the bed to find it empty. That wouldn’t be that unusual any other morning but then the events of last night came flooding back to you. You couldn’t believe how brazen you’d been with him last night and the embarrassment immediately came crushing in.

Also why wasn’t he here? There wasn’t a single sign he’d ever been here. Even back home it was unusual for Nebraska to just silently wake up and creep out like a thief in the night. He probably came to his senses about you last night, which is why he’d ran for the hills.

What more could he possibly want anyway? You’ve already sucked him off. He doesn’t need to entertain you anymore. He got what he came for.

You tried to shake the negative thoughts from your head as you hopped in the shower but they were incessant.

What if he was in a relationship with Tonya. You were so desperate for him last night, you hadn’t even thought to ask. What if you made him a cheater because you couldn’t control yourself around him and just had to jump at the chance to show him you could be a slut. What would he want with one of those anyway when he has a woman like Tonya waiting for him back home.

As you walked down stairs you saw Nebraska moving tables with your Aunt supervising. You couldn’t bare to make eye contact with either of them. It didn’t matter because Mabel heard you anyway

“Y/N! About time you woke up girl, I need you to run down to Annie Sinclair’s- you remember Miss Sinclair don’t you? I need you to runs down to her place and pick up the four Pecan Pies she was supposed to have delivered yesterday,” Mabel said scribbling down the address. You nodded and grabbed your keys, leaving without a word. You didn’t notice Nebraska’s intense eyes longingly look after you as you left.

~*~

By the time you returned back home with your Aunt’s pies, there were cars filling up the driveway and parked on the street out front.

You carried them in but the kitchen was full of different dishes, along with her cooking and you had no where to put them. You sat them down on the dining table and hoped that would suffice for now.

You wandered around looking for her, speaking to various extended family members. Almost everyone here was from her side of the family but they didn’t treat you any different.

“So how’s that museum going baby? What is it you do there again?” You great Aunt Lettie asked.

“Well actually I-“

“Y/N! Girl I been looking for you everywhere! Come on in here and help ya Auntie in the kitchen,” Mabel said thundering down the stairs. You said your condolences to Lettie then followed your Aunt into the kitchen.

You looked around as she began stirring something in a pot, “So what exactly was it that you needed help with?”

“Oh child, nothing. I just know how Lettie gets and she’ll talk your head off all day if you let her,” she chuckled, throwing on her Apron. You sighed in relief, sinking down in a chair for the first time in what felt like hours.

“Tired?” Mabel quipped.

“You have no idea,” you rubbed the side of your temples trying to alleviate a potential headache in its tracks.

“Maybe you wouldn’t be if you actually slept at night,” you felt your heart drop as your eyes flew open.

“Save it. I went to fetch that boy this morning so he could move some furniture around for me. Imagine my surprise to see not only his room empty but that he’d some how stumbled into yours. Better be glad it was me who drug him out of there and not your uncle.” She turned her attention away from stirring the pot to... well... stir the pot.

“There’s nothing going on between us... we just sleep next to each other. But we’re not... like that,” you averted your eyes. Wait, did she say she drug him out of your room this morning?

“Sell that tale to some other simpleton, I’ve seen the way you been eyeing that man. And more importantly, how he looks at you. That’s love, honey, clear as day,” Was it that obvious that your heart ached for him every time you were in a five feet radius of the man?

“I... I.... I didn’t mean for this to happen...”

“For what to happen? To fall for him harder than a piano with a paper parachute?” She didn’t need an answer, your face said it all. “Look, I don’t know exactly what you two got going on rattling around in those big, pretty heads of yours but what I do know is if there were ever two people who needed a little love, deserved a little love in their life, I’m looking at them.”

You felt like you could cry. You’d been so in denial about everything you felt for this man for so long that now faced with your own feelings, they almost threatened to overpower you.

“I- if he doesn’t feel the same, if this is one sided- I- I’ve never really felt this way about anyone before. If he rejects me, it’ll tear me apart. I can’t risk the heartache,”

“Child the world is full of heartache the same way it’s full of rejection. That’s just the nature of life. But one things for sure, nothing will ever come of the two of you skirting around each other like a pair of mice. You need to clear things up even if it doesn’t go according to your plan, which knowing you, you probably don’t even have one. Go talk to the man.” And that was that on her lecture. She turned around and resumed stirring whatever she was cooking on the stoveto, only glancing over her shoulder when she noticed you hadn’t moved.

“I meant now.”

~*~

“And that’s when I told him, ‘look, I don’t care if the god damn Marshal himself rides up on a golden chariot and declares the sanction with feathers flying straight out his ass, I’m not moving my platoon for nobody!’” The table Nebraska was currently sitting at burst into laughter and he cracked a smile to be polite but he didn’t have the slightest clue what the conversation was about. Didn’t really care to be honest. His mind was on one thing and one thing only, that thing of course being you.

It all still felt like a dream to him, he’d almost believe it was if he hadn’t woke up in your bed. Correction, somebody woke him up and it wasn’t you. One look at your Aunt’s face and he knew the jig was up.

“Come help me move some tables, big fella,” she said closing your door behind her. He pulled on his sweatpants which had still been discarded on the floor and followed behind her. He stopped quickly in his own room to grab a shirt. Thank god you’d had the mind to cover up after last night’s escapade. That would only make the situation look worse.

Nebraska was sure he was in for a lecture but the older woman continued on as if she’d seen nothing out of the ordinary, giving out various orders to get ready for the day. Preparation that was much needed by the way. In only a matter of hours the house was filled to the brim with more people than Nebraska could have possibly anticipated. But that was hardly a problem because that gave him ample opportunity to avoid you.

He didn’t know what was going through his mind last night but he had embarrassed himself beyond belief. Looking back, he wished he’d done so many things differently. He wished he had been man enough not to ejaculate so early. He wished he had took care of your pleasure first before obtaining his own. He wished he had thrown all the foreplay out the window and been inside you. When you came downstairs this morning and wouldn’t even look at him, he knew you regretted it. Of course you’d expected more out of him. He had expected more out of himself, but he promised himself if he ever got the opportunity for such intimacies with you again, he’d ravish you the way you deserved.

And oh did you deserve it and then some. The way your mouth had worked Nebraska last night, he could have died a happy man right then, right there. You sucked him off in a way he’d never been before, leaving him completely putty on your well-versed hands. You obviously must have had quite the experience in this area because you knew exactly what to do at every turn, getting him to his release faster than he could himself. Just the thought alone made him crave you, want to seek you out. It had been easier for him to deny his sexual urges for you when he had no point of reference but last night had only served to intensify his need to bed you. A need he’d probably never satisfy after his embrassing performance last night.

Nebraska realized he was completely lost to the conversation with the oldhead army men around him, friends of the Lieutenant no doubt, so he respectfully excused himself then went to head upstairs. He needed a moment to himself to collect his thoughts and stop obsessing over you. But it looked as if luck wasn’t on his side today.

As he began his ascension up the stairs you were coming down and suddenly, your eyes locked. You looked just as beautiful as ever, your mauve skirt and Jean button down accentuating your tempting chubby figure. His mind immediately went to the feel of your curves molding against his own physique, the memory of your delicious weight on his lap igniting a fire in him. He really needed to calm down.

“Hey...” you said in a voice he almost couldn’t hear.

“Hey,”

“Can, um, can we talk?” You asked tugging at the bottom of your skirt.

“Course,” Shit, Nebraska knew where this was going.

“Okay, um..... in here,” she tugged his arm and pulled him into the nearest bathroom, locking the door behind her.

“We need to talk about last night,” Nebraska’s blood went cold.

“I’m listening...”

“I didn’t mean to- That wasn’t my intention to- if you- I wasn’t trying to-“

“Save it, Y/N. Just forget it ever happened.” Nebraska couldn’t listen to this. He couldn’t hear how much you regret being with him. What easily was a night of utter perfection for him was nothing more than an impulsive mistake for you and that realization hurt too much to hear verbalized.

“Nebraska please just... let me talk. Even if you don’t care about what I have to say, at least let me say it. Please...,” your voice cracked and he could hear the tears you were fighting back in your voice. He thought about storming out to save himself from having to watch this breakdown but he knew him leaving would only cause you to burst into tears and he just couldn’t do that to you. So Nebraska resigned to leaning against the wall, arms folded across his chest, indicating to you that you had his full attention.

“Ok look. I- I don’t know the full nature of you and Tonya’s relationship but I’m not an idiot. I knew something was going on with you two but I still went after you anyway and I just want to apologize profusely for impeding on your relationship with her,” you took a breath, “but I feel I owe it to you, and to myself, to be honest about my... feelings the last few months. I- I’m not the most experienced with men. I often read into things way too much. I’m anxious to a fault. But either way, I somehow deluded myself into seeing your kindness and gentleman-like ways for something they weren’t. I- I began developing feeling for you when I shouldn’t have. And for that I apologize.... again.” You took another breath, swallowing this time.

“You’re a great guy. One of the best men I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. Last night... I don’t know what came over me. I’m usually not so aggressive, especially sexually, and I’m sorry for coming at you like some sort of deranged animal in heat. It wasn’t right and I promise you it’ll never happen again. I know all hope for the two of us being as close as we were is out the window. And I don’t blame you for that, by the way. It’s my fault and I take full responsibility. I just hope, that maybe, in time you’ll be able to forgive me and I can move on from feeling like this. I promise you I’ll get over it, I just need a little time but until then I was hoping we could at least remain friends. I know that’s a lot to ask but I don’t really think I could handle if things continued like this with you ignoring me completely. I know I’m probably being overly sensitive right now but it just... hurts....” you trailed off. Nebraska hadn’t said a word, his body frozen in that spot while his mind raced to process everything you’d just told him.

“Are you finished?” His voice was low, rugged.

“.... yeah, I guess I am,” he could hear the disappointment.

Nebraska walked up to you, cupping your jaw with hand as he captured your lips in his own. You eyes bulged out of your head in shock and for a second he though you were going to push him away.

“N-n-Nebraska I-“

“Shhhh. You got your chance to speak, now it’s my turn,” he returned to your lips, deepening the kiss. You moaned into his mouth as he lifted you onto the bathroom counter. His hands traveled under your skirt, gripping your thighs, undoubtedly his new favorite part of you. You let out a squeak of surprise when he suddenly pulled you flush against him.

“I’ve been agonizing over you since I met you. You think any man could be in proximity to all of this-“ he smacked your ass “and not want to break you in half? If you’re delusional then I’m in this fantasy right with you because I’ve been enamored with you for months. But you just seemed so disinterested I.... I couldn’t... I didn’t know...”

“Hey, it’s alright.” You cooed, cupping his face. He rest his forehead against your own, grateful for the intimacy.

“I just need you to know this isn’t one sided. You have nothing to apologize to me for, not now, not ever.” Nebraska wished he could say more. Wished he could articulate more coherently exactly how deep his feelings went for you. Wished he could express how you made him feel like he wasn’t such a monster, like he was worthy of his own personhood, even if he doubted it himself most times.

Nebraska opened his eyes to see you staring at his lips, the wanton look in your eyes making his cock throb. Yes he wanted to proclaim his undying love and affection for you but he also wanted to fuck you so good your pussy would need crutches the next day.

“C’mere,” he growled lowly and you almost bounced off the counter wrapping your arms around his neck to kiss him. He could appreciate his position of standing between your thighs however he knew realistically he couldn’t fuck you right here in the bathroom. Not with the house damn near filled to capacity. No, he’d have to show a little more restraint for your sake and his own.

“And, Y/N, about last night...,” Nebraska said breaking the kiss. You hummed in reply as you began trailing kisses down his neck.

“How did you expect to give head like that and not have a man fall in love with you?”

~*~

A/N: What y’all think? Told y’all I was gonna give y’all some action if you stuck with me 😘😘 I hope y’all liked this chapter because I actually worked harder on this one than any other chapter so far. As always please let me know what y’all think, it really helps me get ideas for the next chapter. 💕💕🥰

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[themysteryofwriting]

This really is the worst ending

TW: Unsympathetic Patton, multiple major character deaths, blood, Sayori like scene, string imagery, gore, depression, brainwashing, emotional manipulation, sympathetic Remus, sympathetic Deceit, murder, strangulation, eating disorder(kinda), stabbing, gaslighting

I know there’s a lot of triggers, please tell me if I missed anything

There were only a few people that knew the truth about Patton.  

Dee and Rachel both knew because of what he had done to the two of them.  They knew because of how he had tortured them.  If Dee hadn’t realized that Rachel was there after she had rescued him, she might still be there.  Still getting tortured into the ‘perfect little daughter’.

Roman, Remus, and Andy all knew because of the strings.  The strings that Dee had as well.  The strings keeping them from doing anything that Patton didn’t want them too when he was around.  

None of them knew why he hadn’t used the strings on Rachel but they still were all willing to protect her from anything that Patton might try to do to her.  

But the thing was, besides the five of them no one else knew.  Rachel was too scared of what Patton might do, when they asked her about it, she said that he told her if she said anything she’d hurt the others.  With one of Rachel’s traits being Protectiveness, there was no way she could let that happen.

It didn’t mean that the others didn’t know for lack of them trying.  But whenever they tried to say anything about what Patton had done, the strings tightened around their neck, making it impossible for them to say a word.

But they’d only tried to say something while Patton was with them.  So Dee approached Rachel with an idea.  What if they tried to say something when Patton wasn’t there.  He knew Thomas and the others wouldn’t believe them if it was only him but maybe if Rachel said something as well they would believe him.

Rachel was obviously hesitant. She remembered what Patton had told her.  Rachel had gotten really close to all of them after they saved her.  Dee hadn’t failed to notice that she had gotten especially close to Roman.  Not in a romantic way, as they were both aro, Ray actually being aroace, but as close as they could get with not dating.  He knew she was worried about what Patton might do to them.

But eventually, Rachel came around.  She knew it was the only way that they would believe the truth.  Rachel only agreed to it on the case that the others wouldn’t get involved.  That way if anyone got blamed it would be her and Dee.  No one else would get blamed.  At least that’s what Ray thought would happen.

And so the beginning of the end started.

“Thomas please you have to believe us,” Dee hissed after trying, again and again, to convince him of what Patton was doing.

“I just don’t understand why Patton would do any of that.  And besides, it’s not like there’s any reason Patton would do any of that,” Thomas sighed.

Virgil and Logan, as the only other sides who hadn’t been hurt by Patton, looked just as suspicious. “Listen, Ray, it’s not that I don’t trust you,” Virgil started calmly, not wanting to hurt his sister, “But Patton’s always been so kind, why would he hurt you?  Why would he hurt Ro?  Why would he hurt any of you?”

Rachel sunk into herself a little as Virgil said this.  “That’s a good question,” she muttered under her breath, having stopped looking at the others once they started questioning why Patton would do it.

Dee had finally gotten annoyed at the others.  They clearly weren’t believing either of them.  Heck, Virgil wasn’t even believing his own sister.  “Fine don’t believe us, summon Roman,” he hissed at them.

Thomas glanced at both Virgil and Logan, clearly wondering if he should.  Both of them nodded, figuring if this was some trick or something, the two of them would be able to figure it out the truth.  “Go ahead Thomas,” Logan said.

Thomas nodded and summoned Roman.  None of them were ready for what they saw.

The first thing Rachel noticed was the strings.  The extremely familiar-looking bright blue strings that were currently tied around what seemed like every appendage and Roman’s neck.  Rachel didn’t even realize what had happened until she was finally able to drag her eyes from the string. 

 She hadn’t noticed everyone had gone oddly quiet, especially considering how they had been talking earlier, but she didn’t realize exactly why.  Until she finally glanced up, past the strings.  Until she finally realized how exactly tight the string around Roman’s neck was.  Until she glanced up into Roman’s cold dead eyes and let out a blood-curdling scream so bad that Virgil had to come over to calm her down.

“T-this has got to be a joke right,” Thomas managed to stutter out.  “Roman’s not really-, the twins must be playing a trick on us or something.”

Thomas didn’t notice how horrified Dee looked, not able to turn away from the sight.  How Virgil was protecting his sister from the sight.  How Logan himself, the one who insists time and time again that he doesn’t have emotions, was crying.  Maybe if he had he would have realized before he summoned Remus.

But Thomas didn’t realize, so he summoned Remus.  And none of them could tell if Remus had been better off or worse off than his brother.  Remus popped up just like his brother and for a second everything looked fine.  Just for a second though.  Because less then a second later, Remus’s body fell over, showing all 23 knives sticking out of his back.  Not only had Remus literally been stabbed in the back, whoever had done it wanted to make sure he couldn’t come back.  Not like the others had been able to during the episode where he had messed with all of them.  Virgil quickly moved to cover his sister’s eyes but it was too late.

Rachel, who had stopped screaming but was finally started to calm down, started freaking out all over again.  She wasn’t screaming, but she was clearly working herself into a panic attack.  And nothing Virgil did could calm her down in the slightest.  At this rate, she might pass out from the panic.  If only that were the last thing to happen.

Virgil felt a side rush in quickly and glanced up to see Andy.  They were glancing around desperately, almost like they weird trying to get away from someone.  Before Virgil could even ask a question, He noticed them freeze and saw as a knife was stabbed through their heart.  Revealing a grinning Patton behind them.

The second Dee noticed Patton, he tried to sink out, to get away from him.  That wasn’t lost on anyone, including Thomas.  Who was completely lost on what was going on.  Especially now that he saw Patton kill someone.  “Pat,” he asked, confused. “What’s going on?”

“Just give me a second kiddo,” Patton said, in that sickeningly sweet voice that caused Rachel to start shaking in Virgil’s arms.  “I’m just dealing with some pests right now.”  As he said that the blue strings, one’s the looked eerily similar to the ones around Roman stopped Dee from sinking out.

This caused Rachel to start crying out.  “I’m sorry Patton,” she cried out, sobbing, “I’m sorry.  Please don’t hurt them.” Patton turned back to Rachel, and Virgil considering he was still holding her, and tutted.  “Oh Rayray, don’t you remember what I told you I would do if you ever said anything.  I’m just keeping my promise.  I wouldn’t have needed to do this if you hadn’t tattled on me.  After all, they were just delusions created in your pretty little head.”

Rachel sobbed as Patton turned back around to face Dee.  “Now as for you DeeDee, you’ve been telling some awful lies haven’t you?”

Dee struggled, trying to get out of the strings Patton had wrapped around him.  “Fuck you,” he managed to croak out.

Patton tutted again.  “You know if you had been nice, I might have given you a chance,” he said walking over and making Dee look at him.  The last thing Dee saw was Patton’s cruel smile. Before Patton yanked on his strings, easily killing Dee.  

It was then that Virgil made a decision while Patton was still distracted.  He picked up Ray and handed her to Logan.  “Get her out of here,” he said, glancing back to make sure that Patton wasn’t paying attention.

“But what about you,” Logan asked him, getting a good hold on Ray.  She was so light.

“Someone has to make sure he can’t get to you.  And my magic is a lot stronger than yours Lolo,” Virgil said.  “Now go.”

Logan nodded and bolted.  Rachel would probably yell at him once she was coherent of her surroundings again but one thing was clear.  From the way Patton had reacted, he wasn’t planning on killing Rachel.  Whatever Patton was planning for her was something much worse.  And Logan wouldn’t let that happen to her.  But where could they hide from him?  It took Logan a second before he realized.  Micheal’s dimension.  Patton shouldn’t be able to get to them there.  Logan quickly headed for Roman’s room, hoping he would get there before Virgil gave out.

Logan quickly made it to Roman’s room and closed the door, hopefully giving them some more time before Patton could get to them.  Still holding Rachel, who clearly wasn’t aware of her surroundings, Logan approached the mirror, hoping he could get to Micheal.  Fortunately for him, he didn’t even need to do that.  Micheal rose up, maybe to check on Roman, when he noticed Logan.

“Hey Logan, I came out to check on Roman, do you happen to know where he is,” Micheal asked.

At the mention of Roman, Rachel sobbed loudly.  Logan glanced back at her worried.  “He’s dead.  Patton killed him.  Heck the only other person who is still possibly alive is Virgil.  We need somewhere to hide.  Something tells me after Virgil…” Logan trailed off, not wanting to think of what Patton might do.  “After that, I think he’s going to come after Rachel.  We need somewhere to hide.”

Micheal thought about it a second before nodding.  “There’s no telling what he’ll do.  But once we’re safe, you better tell me what happened.”

“Of course,” Logan said nodding. “Grab my hand,” Micheal said, at Logan’s questioning look, he sighed and quickly explained.  “To get there, either Roman or I has to touch the mirror.  It’s the only way to get in.”

After the explanation, Logan nodded, grabbing Micheal’s hand, while making sure he still had a good grip on Rachel.  She could not be left behind.  Micheal touched the mirror and the three were transported back to Micheal’s dimension.

Logan looked around and it looked almost the same as their world and yet something seemed different.  Almost like they were seeing it from a different angle. 

“Patton shouldn’t be able to get in.  Like I said, only Roman and I can,” Micheal said.  “Now I believed you promised me an explanation.”

Logan gently put Rachel down.  Rachel had seemed to have gone numb, not reacting to anything.  Logan understood.  She had just lost everyone close to her.  And by the looks of it, she had lost them to her tormentor.

   “What exactly happened out there,” Micheal asked.  “You said that Roman died and Patton had killed him but something tells me there’s more to the story.”

“I don’t know everything, Rachel might but,” Logan trailed off, glancing over at Rachel, who hadn’t reacted at anything after he talked about Roman’s death. “I doubt she is in the right mindset to explain anything.”

Logan explained what had happened.  How Dee and Rachel had tried to tell them what Patton had done.  And how none of them had listened, believing it was just one of his lies that he had managed to get Rachel wrapped into it.  How Dee had told them to summon Roman and when they did, all they saw was Roman, hanging from strings that he clearly didn’t put there himself.  How they summoned Remus, thinking it might be a joke only to see him dead too.  How Patton killed everyone besides Virgil, Thomas, Rachel and himself, blaming everything on Rachel.

After Logan finished his story, Logan glanced up at Micheal. “I knew something was up with Patton, I didn’t realize it was this bad,” he sighed.  “But she should be fine as long as we’re able to keep Patton from Rachel.”

Just as Micheal said that they felt someone enter the dimension.  Logan stared up at the sky for a second in a ‘are you freaking kidding me’ look, before rushing over to Rachel.

Micheal and Logan moved to stand protectively in front of Rachel.  They could do nothing from stopping him from entering, the only thing they could do was protect her.  Which would have been so much easier if it hadn’t been for who Patton brought with him.

As Patton stepped in, he giggled a little.  “Well it seems they’re having a bit of a party aren’t they Virgey?”

Upon hearing the nickname, Rachel glanced up.  Was Virgil really okay?  Why hadn’t Patton hurt him?  She looked up and saw Virgil but something was wrong.  Virgil’s eyes weren’t blue.

“It definitely seems that way pop star,” Virgil said, and Rachel felt her heart sink in her chest.  Virgil hadn’t called Patton that in a while.  Adding that to Virgil’s blue eyes and Rachel was certain.  Patton had control of Virgil.

“V-virgil,” Rachel said quietly.  That was a mistake.  She immediately shrunk under the look that Virgil gave her.

“If you only you had kept your mouth shut Ray,” Virgil said cruelly, causing a sob to escape Rachel, “Then they wouldn’t all be dead.  This is all your fault.”

“The only person whose fault it is, is standing next to you,” Logan said.

“Pop star was only trying to teach Ray a lesson,” Virgil said without hesitating, causing Rachel to sob more.  He had turned her own brother against her.

“Now Lolo,” Patton said, pouting at him, “I don’t want to hurt you, I don’t want either of you.  Just give us Ray and we’ll be on our way.”

“And what exactly are you going to do to her,” Logan asked, glaring at Patton.

“Why I’m just making sure RayRay can be the best person she can be,” Patton said with an all too cheerful smile.  “Isn’t that right Princess.”

Rachel flinched but moved to get up.  At least if Patton had her, he wouldn’t hurt Lo or Micheal.  But before she could get up, Logan stopped her.

“We’re not letting you do anything to Rachel, Patton,” Logn said glaring at him before turning to Micheal.  “You take Virgil, I’ll take Patton.”  As he said this, Logan summoned his bow and pulled it apart.  Revealing two butterfly swords, which he used to lunge at Patton.

Micheal meanwhile summoned his scythe and moved to attack.

Patton and VIrgil summoned their weapons, a whip and a pair of twin daggers respectively, and moved to attack.

Rachel was frozen in fear, glancing between the two helping her, and the two fighting to take her.  She wanted to help them but that would put her closer to Patton, who if he got a grip on her would most certainly grab her.  Rachel found herself frozen in fear for what could happen.

Logan noticed and quickly called back to Rachel.  “Just stay there Rachel, we can take care of them.”  After getting a quick nod from Rachel, Logan turned back to the fight and immediately had to dodge a hit from Patton.

“You should know better than to have a conversation during a fight LoLo,” Patton said with a smile on his face.  A smile full of malice.  

Logan only smirked as he fought.  “I was still able to avoid your attack wasn’t I?”

“You won’t be able to avoid me forever LoLo,” Patton said.

“I don’t have to avoid you forever, I just have to avoid you until you get tired.  You can’t keep going forever, and something tells me you want Rachel alive.  So all I have to do is protect her until you get tired,” Logan said.

Patton continued fighting but was clearly thinking.  Patton knew he was probably about equal in strength with Logan, but Logan was better with strategy.  So how exactly would he beat Logan?  His eyes flickered to Rachel.  Didn’t Logan just say he was going to protect RayRay?  Maybe that’s how he get to him.  Patton waited until Logan had just dodged an attack than moved to attack Rachel instead.  Poor RayRay was so scared she wouldn’t be able to move in time.  And LoLo probably wouldn’t be able to hit him in time to stop the attack, which left one choice.

Logan noticed the attack about to hit Rachel and without hesitating, ran over and pushed Rachel at the way, only to get hit himself.  He dropped his weapons as Patton walked over and picked them up, putting them back in the bow configuration.

“You know, being protective isn’t really your style LoLo, if you hadn’t moved to protect RayRay, we would still be fighting,” Patton said, “By being protective, you gave me the advantage.”

Logan looked up at Patton with a look of defiance on his face.  “You can’t control Virgil forever.  One day he will break free and before you know it, he'll be long gone with Ray.” 

Patton only smiled as he pulled back on Logan’s bow and shot him through the head, more specifically where his brain would be.  Unfortunately for Rachel, she was in the splash zone.  She felt her body give out on her as she noticed the blood on her, dropping to the ground and just shaking.  Oh god.  Logan was dead.  His blood was all over her.

She was so distracted, so in her own head,that she didn’t even notice Patton approaching her.  At least not until he grabbed her wrist and started dragging her.  Even then she barely reacted, besides a look of fear in her eyes.  “Virgey, “ Patton called cheerfully, “I got RayRay.”

Micheal’s eyes widened as he tried lunged towards the two to attack Patton to get Ray free.  But Virgil stopped him, pushing him back.  “Coming pop star,” he called.

Micheal tried again but Patton pulled out his whip and used it to throw Micheal as far back as he could before leaving with Virgil and Rachel.  Patton paused for a second before pulling out what looked like a severed hand, something that Rachel later realized was Roman’s severed hand and pressed it to the mirror.  “Let’s hope this works,” he muttered before  trying something.

Rachel flinched as she heard Micheal scream.  She glanced in the mirror and noticed something weird.  It looked like the mirror was almost collapsing in on herself.  Even with the screams and the strange look of the mirror, Rachel didn’t realize what it meant until the mirror spit out two bodies.  Rachel couldn’t recognize either of them.  They were so torn up that she couldn’t tell who had been who.  Rachel felt herself crumple.  Everyone was dead.  Everyone she had ever cared about was gone.  

“Good looks like it worked,” Patton said cheerfully before dragging Rachel to the room he had kept her before, knowing Virgil would follow.  Rachel didn’t even react.  She just stared at the dead bodies of Logan and Micheal as he dragged her away.  

Patton hummed to himself as he finally got back to the room, chaining Rachel up so she wouldn’t try not to escape.  Not that she would escape anyways.  Everyone she cared about was either dead or under Patton’s control.  Wait but there was always Remy.  Maybe if she…

Before she could even finish the thought Patton hummed to himself.  “I bet you���re wondering what happened to Remy aren’t you Princess?”  

Rachel immediately flinched upon the nickname but glanced up in confusion.  

“Well I ran into them on the way to RoRo’s room,” Patton said calmly, “They somehow found out what I was planning to do.  I have no idea how unless you told them too.”

‘Dee must have told them’, Rachel realized, ‘That’s the only way that Remy would have found out.’

“They were trying to stop me from carrying out your punishment,” Patton pouted.

Rachel noticed Virgil glaring at her, causing her to avert her eyes from him.  

“Of course I had to do something,” Patton sighed, before his eyes lit up, clearly getting an idea.  “Why don’t I show you what happened to them.”

Patton made a motion and Remy popped up, face down in front of Rachel.  Rachel glanced up at Patton only to see him smiling.  Every alarm bell in her head was going off.  “Rem,” she asked quietly, her voice shaking.  

No response.

She shakily reached out for Remy,shaking him a little.  Upon doing that Remy flipped over and Rachel immediately puked.  His eyes.  Patton had gouged them out.  There was nothing left now but the empty sockets in Remy’s head.

“You know RayRay, this wouldn’t have happened if you hadn’t said anything,” Patton said, approaching Rachel after she finished puking and putting his hand under her chin to make her look at him.  “I only hurt them to teach you a lesson.”

“You shouldn’t have said anything Ray,” Virgil growled, “They all deserved to live more than you.” 

Rachel flinched at her brother’s words.  He was right.  It was all her fault.  All her fault.  She felt her breath begin to pick up as her thoughts began racing through her head.

Patton noticed and smiled and stepped away.  “I think poor RayRay’s been through enough punishment for today,” he said, knowing she wouldn’t be able to focus enough to feel anything anyways.

Virgil looked like he was about to protest but with a look of protest, he grumbled and left with Patton as Rachel’s panic increased.  She shouldn’t have listened to Dee.  If she had just kept quiet.  

Her panic kept building to the point where she couldn’t breathe until she heard.  “Geez Ray, I’m gone for a few hours and you’re already blaming yourself?”  SHe glanced up but all saw was a blur, she was still panicking too much.  “Okay Ray can you breathe with me,” the voice said and she nodded, calming down as she did so.  When she glanced up at the person again she saw…

“Dee?  But you died,” Rachel said in shock.

“I couldn’t let you be alone so I came back out of spite.  And apparently I wasn’t the only one with the idea,” he said softly.

“Deee, couldn’t you have let me reveal myself,” Roman said, appearing before his voice softened, “I couldn’t let Patton hurt you without any source of comfort.  That would have truly broken you.”

“And I wanted to be here to correct any fallacies Patton tried to convince you of.  As I’ve seen how easy it is to convince of things when you’re hurt,” Logan said, popping up next to Dee.  “And you don’t deserve to believe those things.”

“I’m just here cause it’s going to be boring without these jerks,” Micheal said.

“That’s not what you told me a few minutes ago,” Logan said with a smirk.

“You shut it Logic,” Micheal hissed.

Rachel felt someone else and turned to see Remy staring at his body.  “Well that sure is depressing.  I came here cause I figured it would be better and there’s my dead body,” Remy groaned.

“No wonder you were in the middle of a panic attack when I showed up,” Dee muttered.

“You know us dying isn’t your fault, right Ray,” Roman said, sitting next to her.  “Patton just used it as an excuse.  We were already crossing the line of what he wanted us to do.  You finally getting the courage to tell what had been done just gave Patton a reason.”

“That doesn’t change the fact that you’re all dead,” Rachel said, feeling herself cry.

And so the cycle began.  Rachel’s days spent with her getting hurt, both mentally and physically, by Patton and Virgil while the five ghosts glared at Patton and tried to break Virgil out from under his control.

They figured out pretty quickly that the only person who could see the five ghosts was Ray.  That didn’t keep Micheal and Remy from tormenting Patton as much as they could, always making sure it was something that Ray couldn’t have done from where she was so Patton couldn’t blame her for it.

Rachel’s nights were spent either passed out from exhaustion or with the ghosts trying to convince her that it wasn’t her fault.  

But as time went on, she believed them less and less.  If it wasn’t for Patton making her eat, even telling her that “she wasn’t allowed to die,”  she would have wasted away already.

Rachel had lost everything that day.  Her support, her brother, her friends, her free will, her happiness.  She didn’t want to be there anymore, even believing the ghosts was her mind trying to hallucinate some support for her.  

Rachel was truly broken.

[suffering-and-happy-about-it]

Bubble Shit (The Borderlands Series, Part 9.)

Series description: Not many people had the chance to see a vault or to mean anything in the world of Pandora. Will a hardly built relationship in the loneliness of the desert would have the potential to change anything in the world of anarchy and chaos - or will the friends try to murder each other?

Part Summary: Along with landing on Eden-6, you actually had to go through the plan to know how many people you recruted and how much of a chance you might stand.

Warnings: A lot of guns, violence, reader is a tough badass - not a vault hunter tho. They’re badass and don’t give a fuck. And Scooter is a dumb bitch, as always.

Word count: 2 K

Tagging: @notaliteraltoad​ @mayacaroni​ (maybe you’ll like the series and you’ll stick around, I just thought you might wanna get notified!)

Series master list:  H E R E

In every meaning of the phrase, it was sir Hammerlock to the rescue. It also turned out that sir Hammerlock was the one who Scooter had contacted and the one who was willing to go with you on the suicidal mission along with his lifetime partner, Wainwright Jakobs - who turned out to run the whole Jakobs company alter. Which was exciting you - you were just too furious to show any emotion.

"Thank for savin' our asses back there. I couldn't exactly handle the landin'." - Janey smiled at the duo driving the car while the rest of you sat in the trunk pressed on each other. It was rather uncomfortable for everyone, but everyone shut up so you wouldn't start another conflict.

"No problem, miss Springs. Wainwright and I knew about your planned arrival and as soon as you weren't on the spot on time, we knew something went wrong. Excuse us for arriving as late as we did, it wasn't the simplest task to find you in here." - Sir Hammerlock answered nonchalantly and you looked at that dude with a furrow. It wasn't that you hated him, but you were too angry to even say thank you. Scooter was pressed up to your side and you tried to scoop away to Rayray's side without a stroke of luck. That gross son of a bitch was just pressed to you and you could say that it makes him extremely happy.

"No problem, Hammylock! How had ya been? Ages since I saw ya for the last time!" - Scooter yelled directly to your ear and you were just ready to strangle him to death when the nearest chance comes by. That guy was just a pain in your ass.

"It was rather difficult, Scooter if I might say. I had a hard time accommodating here on Eden-6, but the fauna gives me much more choices than the Pandora's did!" - Hammerlock's big, rosy lips curled into a happy smile and you almost melted under the look he gave to Wainwright. These men were in love, there was no doubt about it. And you were with love at their idea of love.

"I have a new girlfriend, see?!" - Scooter yelled all over the car and suddenly, you two were the main interest of everyone. You were his what? He said what? Your patience was wearing thin and Scooter seemed to just make himself sure he'll piss you off as soon as he can. - "Ya have a similar arm, that's super cool!" - Athena was just as confused as you were along with everyone else in the car. Exactly since when you became his girlfriend? Did you miss that? Was he assuming this based on the fact you two held hands for about ten minutes? Was Scooter actually five? You moaned in distress and bit your lip.

"I see. Nice to meet you, miss! My friend's friends are my friends!" - Hammerlock turned at you with a smile and offered you a handshake. He had the metallic hand on the same side as you did - on his left. - "By any chance, are you two distantly related?" - Hammerlock asked with a furrowed face and you almost choked at the question once again.

"I haven't met this dude until two weeks ago. We're not even friends." - You yelled back at Hammerlock and he raised his eyebrows in wonder.

"I see, miss!" - He answered after a short while. - " You're stepping up your game, Scooter." - Hammerlock told the man beside you with a wink, whatever that meant. The rest of your way was almost awkwardly quiet since anyone knew why the hell Scooter would say that you two are in fact in a relationship. That dude seemed to be an actual five-year-old not having only severe brain damage, but showing a case of schizophrenia with seeing and feeling things that weren't based in reality at fucking all.

"This is some bubble shit." - You muttered out when you were getting off of Wainwright's car and almost hissed at when Scooter offered you his palm. No. Last time you held his hand, because you were scared to death, he figured out that you're dating.

But the amazement over Wainwright Jakobs' mansion was something that made you forget about everything as you tried to look at the house. Is was huge. Like fucking huge. You heard stories about this house being the foundation for every Jakobs rifle, revolver, shotgun, and stuff like that ever made. You loved to use the guns since you found yourself on Pandora’s surface, so this was like a beautiful dream.

"Are you shitting me?" - You looked at Athena and she gave an unknowing look back. - "This is the goddamn Jakobs mansion. Every Pandorian cowboy’s dream." - You whispered.

"That's true, miss. It's always nice to meet someone whos interest in my family's business... In a good way. And may I say, I haven't seen this shotgun for a long time." - Wainwright took the shotgun from your back and he skillfully flipped it between his fingers. - "I think that we don't make these for more than fifteen years. A true ancient one." - He put it back on your back.

"You-you’re... That Jakobs? Like that gunman Jakobs?" - You stuttered out, following him inside as Hammerlock offered everyone food and something to drink before a long meeting you were scheduled to have.  

"As far as I am concerned, I think I am. I can show you some of my wares and maybe give you a good-luck gun, how does that sound?" - Wainwright smiled at both you and Athena entering the meeting hall by his side. You almost suffocated. That Jakobs was willing to give you one of his guns as a gift? This adventure was slowly looking better and better.

"You won't be going with us?" - Athena asked when she saw you being on the verge of screaming, laughing, crying, smiling, and freaking out.

"No, unfortunately, I have a family business I have to keep my eyes on, but Hammy will be accompanying your little party. He already contacted a lot of people, so you don't have to be alarmed, ladies." - The man smiled, yet you barely got a word from what he said. You were still drooling and having heart-eyes because of the offer you got. A Jakobs’ gun will be given to you as a good-luck gift. Oh, dear Buttstalion, this was your best day.

It was kinda funny seeing Rayray and Blindy not being accustomed to such a luxury - any member of your party was, but in fact, you at least were living like normal people. These bandits were living in Ham’s Creek, one of the creepiest looking assholes you've ever had seen. Hammerlock offered you plates of fresh vegetables and fruits, which almost made you cry since it felt like centuries since you saw normal food for the last time. All you were eating on Pandora was Skag bacon and home-made bread, sometimes you didn't eat at all and drank vodka only. And they even had some normal water and juice. That house was heaven and you didn't want to leave. Ever.

"Now that we’re in safety and everyone's here, we might go through the plan Scooter and I had put together, shall we?"  - Sir Hammerlock smiled at everyone and adjusted the monocle with the broken glass he wore.

"We know that the distress call - if you wanna call it like that, came from Athenas. For those who might not know, this place was and is inhabited by sirens. So we knew that Maya is there possibly, which is why I didn't contact her for our cause - I'm sure she already knows what's heading their way." - He told you and suddenly, pictures of Athenas’ landscape appeared everywhere around you. It was a beautiful place - which you hummed to Athena while stuffing your face with slices of carrot.

"I tried my best with calling Brick, just as you said, Scooter, but he is off to his own business, I guess. Unfortunately, he won't be able to reach us. However, mister Mordecai had answered my call and he has only one condition - nothing shall happen to his new pet friend on our adventure." - Hammerlock smiled and when you saw pictures of these men, your breath got stuck for a moment. Youve only heard stories about Vault Hunters, since you were a child. But these men looked dangerous and unpleasant, especially Mordecai with his bottle of alcohol, just... Just like you were looking all the fucking time.

"I contacted miss Tina next, and I am courageous enough to say that she is more than thrilled to accompany us on our journey since she was screaming something including the world's bomb, mothersuckaz, and blowing up." - Another picture was showed to you and holy fucking christ, that girl looked insane. And that wasn’t meant to be a compliment. She looked nuts.

"Next on the list was mister Zer0, Marcus and Torgue, miss Gaige, mister Krieg, and mister Axton yet neither of them answered the call. And... The last one came to volunteer herself. This young lady’s name is Fiona and according to her words, she is a con-artist of sorts, as far as I was able to understand." - Hammerlock looked at Scooter. His eyes opened up and you didn't know what on Earth should be your response. You didn't know anyone from the names you've just heard.

"Naturally, I thought about the route we will have to take and to calm miss..." - He pointed your way since he hadn't even know your name. - "We won't be taking a flight by a rocket since our Fast Travel system is working just fine. We shall take a small detour to... Uh... Boom Town as it is called, to pick up Tina and mister Mordecai. Miss Fiona told me that she will meet us in Athenas. In my opinion, ten people, especially as dangerous as miss Tina, are enough to make a difference on the battlefield." - Hammerlock told each of you honestly. That sounded like a plan that someone thought about.

"And the attack, Hammerlock? How do we plan to do that?" - Athena next to you asked. Hammerlock nodded and pointed his finger at her, showing you other landscapes from Athenas.

"You had to notice that this terrain isn't exactly the most pleasant to have the surprise factor on our side. We talked with Scooter about this." - Hammerlock nodded and Scooter stood up.

"Janey and Pickle were using a thingy called Stingray on Elphis and I tell ya, man, that thingy is cool as hell. So, I thought about playin’ with the engine and gravity sensors a bit, makin’ it fly much higher than before! And we might need a machine to, ya know, even make us the damn car on that planet since I don't think it's connected to the network." - Scooter told Athena, and it could be heard that he's an expert in this area, and Janey jumped into the conversation with her engineering and mechanic talents.

"In that case, we have to do somethin’ about the core and the coverin’, mate, because I'm worried that this will be our biggest problem. Elphis didn't have atmosphere and Athenas do." - She said seriously and you looked at Wainwright with your heart-eyes again. Scooter nodded and both of them left the room to work on the machinery. Everything seemed to be too real for you. Just too real.

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A BE 2517 (CE 1974) Pra Somdej Wat Suwannaram, Ayutthaya Province with Pithee Chatura Pitta Pornchai at Wat Rattanachai (Wat Cheen) in BE 2518 (CE 1975). A holy powder Buddha amulet blessed by Pithee Chatura Pitta Pornchai Ceremony held at Wat Rattanachai, Ayutthaya Province. Such ceremony invited the power and presence of Four Great Heavenly Kings, "Chaturmahārāja", or "Chaturmahārājikādeva". They are four Buddhist gods (Vaiśravaṇa of the north direction, Virūḍhaka of the south direction, Dhṛtarāṣṭra of the east direction, and Virūpākṣa of the west direction), which originates from the Indian version of Lokapalas, each of whom watches over one cardinal direction of the world. The Kings and their retinues stand guard to protect Trāyastriṃśa from another attack by the Asuras, which once threatened to destroy the realm of the devas.

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Phitee Chatura-pit-pornchai at Wat Rattanachai was held on June 1, BE 2518 and was attained by 16 Guru Monks, namely;

1)LP Guay of Wat Kositaram,

2)LP Toh of Wat Pradoo-chimplee

3)LP Nor of Wat Klang Tarua

4)LP Pare of Wat Pikulthong

5)LP Seng of Wat Ganlayanamit

6)LP Tinn of Wat Pa Rayrai

7)LP Yai of Wat Sagae

8)LP Prink of Wat Bodh Ghong Tanuu

9)LP Odd of Wat Ban Chaang

10)LP Wai of Wat Bang Saai

11)LP Naai of Wat Ban Jaeng

12)Pra Racha Suwanna Sophon of Wat Panang Cheung

13)LP Chalerm of Wat Pra Yatigaram

14)LP Huan of Wat Putthaisawan

15)LP Prong of Wat Khun Tip

16)LP Somboon of Wat Tam Kao Boonnak

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The Four Heavenly Kings are four Buddhist gods, which originates from the Indian version of Lokapalas, each of whom watches over one cardinal direction of the world. The Kings and their retinues stand guard to protect Trāyastriṃśa from another attack by the Asuras, which once threatened to destroy the realm of the devas. In the ancient language Sanskrit they are called the "Chaturmahārāja", or "Chaturmahārājikādeva": "Four Great Heavenly Kings" which are:-

1)Vaiśravaṇa of the north direction, king of yakṣas. The Chief of the four kings and protector of the north. He who hears everything. The chief of the four kings and protector of the north. He is the ruler of rain, he is often associated with the ancient Indian God of wealth, Kubera.

2)Virūḍhaka of the south direction, king of kumbhāṇḍas. King of the south and one who causes good growth of roots. He is the ruler of the wind and the protector of the Dharma and the southern continent.

3)Dhṛtarāṣṭra of the east direction, king of gandharvas. King of the east and God of music. He is harmonious and compassionate and protects all beings. Uses his music to convert others to Buddhism.

4)Virūpākṣa of the west direction, king of nāgas. King of the west and one who sees all. As the eye in the sky, he sees people who do not believe in Buddhism and converts them. His ancient name means "he who has broad objectives".

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[ichigomis]

Can u please do another haikyuu boys as ur big brothers!!🥺🥺🥺♡

HAIKYUU BOYS AS YOUR OLDER BROTHER

with: bokuto, oikawa, iwaizumi, kenma

notes: hiya nonnieee! chose these boys hope ur okay with that!! —gn neutral

part one - part two - part three

❊ BOKUTO

though he’s your older brother he feels more like a baby and the youngest to you and the rest of the family

waking him up in the morning is a pain, you literally have to drag him out of bed while he complains and throws a fit

just imagine dragging a whole 6'1, 78.3 kg man out of bed every day

it's a whole headache please and as the youngest sibling, you're always tasked to do this smh

but once he’s up, he’s up and the house fills with his chatters and laughter. it's actually a good thing because every morning is just full of (his) energy so everyone's always awake

asks to take a bite off your food when he sees you in the cafeteria every time

and his bites aren't even bites please he eats the whole thing

his phone is always on full volume and he will not turn it down even when you tell him 🤦 he'll be on his phone full blast until you angirly tell him to

then he'll sulk about it for the whole day and you have to apologize

will ask you where you're going and what time you're coming home before you go out and when you ask him why he'll ramble on about how "as your older brother i should know where you're going because if anything happens to you i'm responisble..."

and you just give in and tell him to shut him up

is actually the absoulte sweetest !

so in touch with his emotions and will be there for you even through bad times

you two once spent the whole night binge watching tear jerker movies just to "let it all out"

❊ OIKAWA

an absolute headache of a brother

leaves his things all over the house, "borrows" your things without asking, and showers for SO LONG

his fangirls come to you for advice and ask for tips on how to make your brother like them and it's kinda funny?

sometimes, just for the heck of it, you give them false information :D

and they’d come to you crying over how they got rejected by your brother like??

you give him an earful about it at home and he buys you food to make up for it ,,

but it’s so annoying and you’re so sick of people calling you "tooru oikawa’s younger sibling"

you've always had a crush on iwaizumi ever since you were younger because i mean come on 🤧

and he (for some reason) knows about this and non-stop teases you about it whether iwaizumi's around or not

but be (kind of) warned he is very protective that sometimes you have to ask him to back off

a classmate walked you home one day and he literally waited for you outside the house and glared at your classmate (they ran off without a word lmao)

but he respects and trusts you SO MUCH, but not much the people around you

you two have a little friendly competition over who your nephew likes more (and he’s currently winning ugh)

loses his glasses everywhere?? and for some reason you’re the first person he always asks

❊ IWAIZUMI

fills your water bottle for you every morning and personally hands it to you before you both leave so you won’t forget it

you may have caught him posing and flexing his muscles in front of the mirror once or twice

and you use that as leverage daily

once had to clean the couch but you wouldn’t move so he lifted the whole damn thing with you on it 😭

once caught you sneaking out at night and covered for you

but mygod he gave you a whole hour lecture about it when you got home

that being said he waited for you to get home even if it meant losing his precious sleep

and he always does this! making sure your safety is priority

bought you pepper spray and taught you basic self-defense moves when you’d start coming home later (i just know he’s amazing at self-defense)

cannot cook to save his life, will barge into your room to ask you to make him something from the kitchen

loves eating healthy so when you cook him instant ramen, he won't stop complaining and lecturing you about its sodium content

you had to learn how to make quick healthy snacks to get him to shut up

is always looking out for you!!

once skipped school and practice when you came down with a fever and he cooked you soup (it wasn't that bad) and monitored you the whole day

❊ KENMA

orders food in the middle of the night and always buys you something even though you don’t ask for it

will buy you those in-game purchases you were talking to him about like you'd just see it in your account one day

locks himself in his room most of the time so you have to drag him out for dinner or anything

lets you hang out in his room whenever you want as long as you don't distract him

sometimes you'd just come in his room to rant about your day while he's busy doing whatever

one time he was feeling pretty bored and asked you if you had anything fun to do

you suggested that you could bleach his hair and he just agreed

thus his current style was born, everyone (including your parents) were pretty surprised

kuroo LOVES you so much and you love him waaaaah

you’d text kuroo to get your brother out the house when he hasn’t seen sunlight in days and he’d immediately be ringing your doorbell

your parents keep telling you how little kenma prayed to have a younger sibling when he was younger !!

he keeps denying this but it's true and he's honestly so thankful he has you as a younger sibling 🥺

because he has someone to dump his house chores to :D

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sleeps at the kitchen table just to accompany you on your late-night study session. he's beyond tired and his body is aching for sleep, but he just can't leave you alone. he doesn't have it in him to go to sleep when you're up and awake, struggling and studying alone. the least he could do is keep you company, though he knows he can't do much.

osamu, BOKUTO, sugawara, KUROO, komori, semi, AKAASHI, hinata, tanaka, SUNA, konoha

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would always (without fail) buy you and your mother flowers when he comes to visit. one time bought your father flowers too and now it's a whole thing

ushijima, OIKAWA, akaashi, kita, SUGAWARA, hirugami, YAMAGUCHI

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Furniture Shopping | Bokuto, Sakusa, Ushi

summary: wherein you go furniture shopping with them. just some domestic-ish fluff :’)

a/n: this is my first hc + post omm! would love to hear ur thoughts! also, I did not realize how long these are woops-

Bokuto

Baby is so excited you asked him to go with you!

As you go into the store, he boasts about his vast knowledge of shelves.

Honestly, what’s there to know but ok

He just looked them up the night before, he’s just really excited

You both head over to the area for the shelves and look through the displays

you already know what type of shelf you want to get (thank you pinterest) so there wasn’t much to think about

But baby boy thinks otherwise

“Are you sure about that? Is it earthquake-proof?” he questions the attendant who came to help you get the shelf you spotted.

“Um, yes sir. It actually depends more on the installation-”

“So you’re saying this shelf itself isn’t?” he probes and you just honestly want to leave him there and run to the cashier.

You shyly smile at the attendant, “It’s alright, I’ll get this one.” you say pointing at the cute, wooden, Ikea-type shelf.

“But yyy/nnnnn~ is it termite proof? Has it been sealed with a weather sealer?” Bokuto faces the attendant once again and asks.

“Yes sir, it’s been-”

“Aaaah, what type of wood is this again? I saw that Pine, Cherry, Koa, or Padauk are best for shelves.”

“It’s Cherry, sir.”

“Good, good. What about its upkeep? What do we need to do about its-”

“Ko?”

“upkeep? It’d be a hassle to just replace it a year later. And-”

“Kotaro.”

“Plus- mhm? Yeah y/n?”

You give him a small smile and look over to the attendant, “we’re getting this one.”

“Yes ma’am,” he says and quickly (too quickly, actually) heads out to get the stock of the shelf you’ve finally chosen.

Bokuto frowns at you and slumps his body in front of you, “Was I being too noisy?”

You let out a hearty laugh and hug your very soft boyfriend, “I never think you’re too loud, Ko.”

Bokuto shakes in your embrace and matches your laughter

he’s overly energetic and enthusiastic at times, but that’s the reason you love him!

“Though, I think you were scaring that attendant just a little bit.” you point out as you pull away from his embrace.

He puts a thoughtful hand on his chin, “Hmm… I don’t think so...”

The attendant comes back with your shelf and assists you to the counter. Just before leaving the both of you at the checkout, Bokuto beams at him with a hearty thanks.

And you swear you saw that poor attendant jump at Bokuto’s loud voice.

You stifle your laugh as you see Bokuto realize what you’ve pointed out earlier

Baby boy’s all like 0_0

Sakusa

Expect to get nothing done, and it’s not because he doesn’t cooperate, in fact he’s into it way too much.

You were looking for a couch for your new apartment with Omi.

Hand in hand with masks on you both walk through the aisles of couches.

With pure curiosity and by slight instinct, you smooth your hands over the fabrics.

This earns you a wince from him as he wiggles the hand sanitizer towards your hands. You oblige and let him spray some after touching each couch.

After coming full circle, you decide it’s time to actually go and pick one and get out of there.

It’s easy right? Just pick one that you like the most and you’re done.

Wrong.

“This one looks nice! Plus it’ll look really nice with my flooring.” you smile touching the soft white fabric of the three seater couch you’ve eyed.

“It’ll be a hassle to clean, plus the dirt’s gonna always be visible.” Omi shakes his head and narrows his eyes on the couch. Well, he is right about that.

You huff and make your way to the other couch you’ve spotted.

“Alright, well, this one! It’s brown suede, the dust won’t be obvious plus it’s pretty easy to clean.” you beam at Omi, fully confident of your choice.

“The upkeep of this is pretty hard, y/n. I’d give it a good 2-3 years then it won’t look the same.” he eyes the couch then looks away.

Why is this man so hard to please

Naw, he just has a lot of preferences and he wants only the best for you :’)

You pout but keep your spirits up, you’ve taken note of almost 3 other couches you think you liked.

So, you drag Omi to each of them but to your surprise not, he stiffly critiques each couch not holding back even when an attendant comes and helps you.

“It has to be easy to clean and look clean most of the time. Also, the cushions should be easy to take out, what if you get crumbs all over it and can’t clean them without professional help? It will just be a hassle and…”

You tune him out and slump down on one of the display couches.

Omi notices that you’ve stopped listening to him and hovers in front of you (you will never catch him sitting on one of those display couches, never.)

“Am I being too much?” he asks quietly.

You frown and shake your head, “No, Omi. It’s just that- what you’re saying is right and- but… I just really need a couch.”

Omi looks at you softly and reaches out his hand.

He’s aware of how he can be too invested in some things and go overboard sometimes, but he just really wants you to get the perfect couch that will last you long and be worth your money.

Plus he knows he’ll be doing most of the cleaning so an easy to clean couch would be amazing.

“Alright, how about we head to the next store and this time I won’t say anything first?” he proposes squeezing your hand.

You look up at him and shake your head, “Nope, tell me all your opinions. I need and want to hear them.”

Omi smiles beneath his mask and nods

“But if I don’t find anything today, I’m gonna need to force you to go out with me again,” you smirk up at him.

Ushi

Curtain shopping with Toshi!!

You and Toshi were doing your daily cleaning when your curtain got caught in the vacuum and ripped?? (idk if that can actually happen but idk how you rip a curtain unintentionally? anyway)

Both of you were pretty clueless about curtains, it’s a piece of pretty fabric which you hang on the window, that’s all.

Well, surprise the curtain aisle in the department store was far more complicated than you both thought.

There were different types of fabric: cotton, linen, faux silk, velvet. The fabrics also determined the weight, amount of light coming in, and other details you both didn’t account for.

Maybe you should have just had your curtain sewn back together?

You look through the curtains available and furrow your eyebrows.

You look over to your boyfriend and slightly smile at how he has the same confused look as you.

“So, which one do we get?” you ask him tracing your hands on the pretty details of a soft brown cotton curtain in front of you.

“Mmm… maybe something similar to the one we already had?” he half answers and half asks.

You nod and look through the displayed curtains and surely enough you find something similar to the one you have at home.

You carefully pull the fabric out and beam at Toshi who gives a satisfied nod.

He then calls over one of the attendants and asks for the curtain to be wrapped.

“Oh, in what length sir?” the attendant asks.

Toshi looks at you and you just stare back at him.

They come in different lengths?? You guys are so screwed

“Um…” Toshi mumbles when you don’t say anything.

He extends his arms up above him, “about this long” he says nonchalantly.

You let out a small snort and hold your laughter in as you look at him moving his hands back and forth to explain the height of the curtains you want.

he’s so cute please

You both walk out of the store in triumph, you got your curtains!!!

Back home, Toshi puts the curtains on the rod and places it carefully on your window.

“Hmmm….” you hum.

“Hmmm….” he hums back.

“It’s too long,”

time to rip it to the proper length now

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RAY I HAD AN IDEA AND I WAS WONDERING IF YOU COULD WRITE ABOUT IT PLEASE; HAIKYUU BOYS DATING SOMEONE WHO ✨SKATEBOARDS✨

suna rintarō

sneaks out after his training to catch you and your friends at the skateboard park. a proud little smirk adorns his features as he and the rest of the people in the park admire your own twist to the ollie. after you've had your time in the spotlight, he grabs a skateboard himself and joins you, just skating around and laughing as if you two were the only people in the park.

bokuto kōtarō

with his knee pads on, he begs you for the fifth time that night to teach him the trick you showed him the other day. you give in his little pout and instruct him on what his form should look like, and sure enough, he ends up groaning on the floor. he then decides to spend the rest of his night watching you, eyes sparkling with admiration and pure love, as you skate without a care in the world.

sakusa kiyoomi

his eyebrows furrow as he watches you fall on your butt for the third time that day. but all he can do is sigh as you shoot him a gleeful smile and a thumbs up. he patiently waits and watches you, a whole first aid kit beside him, as you skate around the park with your friends. you look back at him for a second and he sends you an ok sign. one day, you think to yourself, you will get this man on a skateboard.

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hii. may i request travelling with some hq guys as kuroo, meian and hirugami? thx and i hope you are doing well! <3

what travelling with them is like,

kuroo tetsurō

will be dragging you around everywhere, non-stop. most probably does not follow an itinerary because he likes to be “spontaneous” and takes you to the more less-visited spots without the crowds, and they’re all so worth it. despite him not having much of a plan, he most definitely did his research beforehand so he knows where to eat, how to get around the city, and even learned the basics of the country's language. overall super fun to be with if you’re more on the adventure and let’s-get-lost-around-this-unfamiliar-city type!!!

destination: istanbul, turkey

meian shūgo

would never admit it but he absolutely loves spoiling you with everything. he’ll “naturally” come up to one of the expensive shops at champs-élysées and go around shopping for you. when you nudge him softly and whisper about how “it’s too expensive” he’ll only shake his head and say “doesn’t matter, you deserve it.” probably also booked a really romantic dinner down at the seine where you two are clinking champagne glasses, watching the paris lights glisten on the water. very romantic, thinks everything through down to the little details, and is definitely not afraid to spend that cash for and on you.

destination: paris, france

hirugami sachirō

he’s lived around mountains all his life so he would definitely want to see the beach and the ocean with you. most probably planned out your whole trip down to the last minute. he just wants things to be perfect and for the both of you to make the most of your trip. though once you two get to the resort and see your beautiful beachfront room, all plans go out the door and you two just spend the day just basking about the sun and bathing in the waters. he mingles with the locals, tries the local food (and loves it), and overall just super fun to be with! never a dull moment but he also knows when to take it slow and just watch the sunset sink into the oceans with you.

destination: phuket, thailand

notes: please this is the first time i'm writing for meian and i just can't get the thought that he really does spoil you a lot out of my mind,, so enjoy my hc of him taking you around paris literally flashing his credit card around shops bye

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Hi 👉👈

Can I like make a request? For Omi? If you want, could it be fluff and after timeskip?

Whether you'll be able to do it or not, THANK YOU!

notes: okay so i had this in my drafts and your ask reminded me of it so here it is!!! i hope u like it <3 —fluff!

sakusa kiyoomi hates surprises.

be good or bad he tries to avoid them at all costs. surprises are something he can’t control, he hates the feeling of unknown outcomes and endings.

ever since he was a kid, he's avoided them the best he can. surprise quizzes, surprise birthday parties, surprise family trips. if he would somehow come up with some colorful excuse just to get himself out of those situations, and he would succeed almost every time.

but now he smiles, ever so softly, as you attack him with a back hug. he giggles as he sees you hiding behind the door, waiting for him to pass by. his face flushes as you show up unannounced in that pretty blue sweater he bought you. his heart races, and in a good way, as he gets a glimpse of you, waiting for him after practice.

sakusa kiyoomi hates surprises, but he can’t come to hate a certain surprise in his life and all the little surprises it brings — you.

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