#MABY ITS JUST THE VOICES

[calic0critter]

HEAR ME OUT

Only foods with one ingredient (like a carrot ore a tomato)

AND only 2 a day

so in my theory I would eat like one apple and one avocado and that be it 4 the day . Andy anything else like pizza and shit got like 20 . (Things like dough would count as in flour+ salt usw...)

[asexual-levia-tan]

these two are the husbando finalists and!!!!!! the first guy is winning!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! how!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

mr singer of secrets you deserve so much better🥺 mabi fandom has such bad taste🥺

[kneelingshadowsalome]

Oh god, I was just giggling so hard at howdy anons ask and your reply about reader letting König wait (sending a smooch to you both ❤️😘). He really deserves to suffer a little like that lol! Just imagining this guy, who likes to see himself as so strong and dominant, especially towards woman, slowly but surely lose his fucking marbles... And all because of that sweet little lady, who has his horniness in a bloody choke hold - not even realising the power she has over him. He's never had to show this much restraint... And he does hold back because, he even more likes to see himself as a gentlemen towards his sweetie (one who will absolutely ruin and wreck her once she let's him off his leash and takes the muzzle off). Poor little Köni.

I can see him letting out this sexual frustration at training for example. He is working these punching bags like absolutely batshit crazy. Destroying gym equipment, because he goes in so hard and has just soooo much pent up energy after every little cuddling session with sweet reader and doesn't know what to do with hit (violently masturbating after being with her hardly helps...). The other operators at the base gym just side eying him and wondering, if he now reached the final state of madness and silently prepare for the explosion that will wipe out all life on earth...

Also: we are really branching out with the toxic König brand here. First the institute, now the book club. I'm loving the growth here. Maby we can establish some kind of co working space next at toxic König headquarters, so we all have a place where we can thirst efficiently and just pump these numbers up even more for Toxic König Inc. (TKI). I can see an involvement in the stock market by next quarter at this growth rate. Maby some Tupperware-esk door to door sales to get more people hooked on to toxic König? (ok, that sounds to much like a cult now...)

Haha this is so crazy, all I wanted was to make Ghost happy, get him laid, perhaps even get him married… but here I am, 6 months later, having this blog and wondering which content warnings to slap on another König post where we discuss his obsession with virgins and their mythical hymen blood 💕

He destroys the punching bag (RIP) and somehow manages to rip the pull up bar from the concrete wall. His deadlifts can be heard all the way to the mess – envious rookies would say König is doing it wrong, that it's a major error in execution, but the veterans know better... This crazy lunatic is simply having trouble with women (again).

But you know what would make König nearly faint?

When sweet innocent reader finally allows his hands roam a bit!

He's allowed to caress her waist as they cuddle, she even lets him bring his huge palm on her tits – it feels like the most erotic thing ever, just to paw those soft breasts over her shirt. And what happens next is that she rolls her hips – König holds his breath – she's actually pressing her ass against his cock. Of course they're still wearing clothes, but her movements are nothing short of sexual.

It makes his brain shut down completely, but soon he's panting in her ear, grinding his groin against the swell of her ass in rhythm with her movements. She doesn't stop him when his hand slowly, tentatively shifts down, then forces its way under the waistband of her pants – ach du Scheiße, it's finally happening… Can this be real?

His fingers slip under her underwear and arrive on her soft mound. He tries to shove his hand further down and into her folds but then – Scheiße – delicate fingers curl around his wrist and pick his hand up from paradise.

"Please… I'm just not ready yet," she explains gently, and the German curses in his mind are loud and foul as König tries to catch his breath and ignore the fact that his boxers are painfully tight and now stained and wet with precum.

"Let me lick your cunt," he offers with a hoarse voice while she's still holding him by the wrist, denying access to her. "Bitte... I just want to have a taste..."

Sweet reader goes tense and turns, looks at the soldier who has a funny accent and weird mannerisms, the soldier who was supposed to be a gentleman, with parted lips and eyes wide from shock.

"König, you can't say things like that…!"

[kingkennny10]

Lonely Day • Stenny x Reader

poly!stenny x reader, hurt/comfort? i be traumatizing stan, tw for blood! ive had this brewing for months now, i love stan and kenny so much :( also i dont proofread for shit so good luck readingggg >:]

You, Stan and Kenny have been together for around 2 years, you guys have been through so much together and are very close knit. It was barely a 2nd thought when you all decided that 4th of july would just be you 3 having an absolute blast. You guys couldn't afford much but you ended up getting 2 boxes of sparkle fountains and then 2 packs of the hand held sparklers.

The night started off amazing, you guys had a playlist full of songs that reminded you all of your relationship blasting from the porch. You guys had already set off the sparkle fountains and were now just chasing eachother with sparklers in hand. Stan almost caught up to Kenny when Ken suddenly dropped to the floor like a stone. You stopped dead in your tracks and Stan rushed to his lovers side tossing his sparkler down to the road. He pulled Kenny to his lap already shaking.

"Whats going on?" You asked shakily, fearing the worst. Stan shook his head and held up his now covered in blood hand.

"I-I'm not sure, s-so much blood." Stan was in a pure state of shot, eyes blone wide as he took in his partners bloodied form.

"BABE THE COPS! QUICK!" You shouted and ran to their sides. Stan didn't move for a second as tears ran down his face. You pulled Ken off of Stan and onto your lap checking his wound, he was shot by a stray bullet. You moved your hand to apply pressure on his wound. Kenny placed his hand over yours that was pressing the entry wound on his neck. He couldnt speak, when he tried all that came out was blood in a garbbled mess. Stan walked away sitting on the grass maby 5 feet away, you could faintly hear his shaky voice crying into the phone to the dispatcher.

Kenny didn't break eyecontact with you not once. He held tightly to your hand and slowly pulled it away wincing from the stinging pain. "Ken I swear to god if I dont see you tomorrow Im gonna break all your shit." You choked out over sobs. he ran his hand up your forearm leaving his blood over your matching tattoo. It was a spur of the moment idea to get the abreviated lyrics of your lovesong tattood on eachother. Once you realized where his hand was you noticed the song was playing from the speaker on the porch.

'and if you go, i wanna go with you. and if you die, i wanna die with you.'

You leaned your head down to press your foreheads together. "This is no time to be romantic Ken." He had a wide smile spred across his face, you held his hand again and kissed his bloody lips softly. Finally off the phone with dispatch Stan made his way over to the both of you and put his hand on yours and Kenny's.

"The ambulance is on its way Ken, don't fall asleep." Stan sobbed out. You lifted your head to press your forehead against Stans now. You shook your head slowly you hated seeing your other boyfriend like this, he didn't have the pleasure of knowing that you'd all would wake up in bed together tomorrow.

"They're not gonna make it baby, he's losing too much blood." You whispered to Stan. Realization his him that youre right, but he just couldn't give up. He shook his head against yours and tilted his head to look at his other partner. He moved his hand to put pressure onto Ken's wound making him wince in pain again, this time coughing up more blood.

"You'll make it Ken, please make it." Stan rested his head on Kenny's chest which lead him to place his hand on the back of Stans head. You watched as Kenny closed his eyes, you had one hand on each of them and tilted your head to look up at the stars. "I love you both so much, this can't be the end." You heard Stan's muffled voice below you begging for his boyfriend to make it through this. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you heard sirens in the distance.

Kenny was pronounced dead on arrival and you could only hold an comfort your lover as they took his body away in a black bag. Stan didn't stop shaking until you got into the shower together. The only thing giving you strength to keep it together was the hope you held that you'd both wake up in Ken's arms tomorrow morning. You guys sat in the shower for almost an hour holding eachother after washing away every trace of blood.

Once you both got dressed and ready to lay down you pressed play on the same playlist letting it play softly in the background. Stan was already in bed squeezing Kenny's pillow to his chest when you turned around. You waisted no time in joining him, holding him close and leaving kisses on the top of his head. Somehow you and Ken's song ended up looping and it's what you both fell asleep to that night.

The next afternoon you woke up to Kenny caressing your arm from the other side of Stan. "You didn't break anything did you?" He wispered to you with a shit eating grin scross his face. You glared at him and snuggled into stan.

"I might do it since you wanna be an ass." You whispered back. He let out a soft chuckle and leaned over Stan to kiss you on the lips.

"I love your music choice by the way." Kenny said while shifting to hold Stan to his chest. You rolled your eyes at his remark.

"Whatever, I shuffled the playlist but it started looping this." You said with a laugh. Kenny closed his eyes nuzzling his face into Stan's back.

"You love me!" Kenny said and reached his arm over so he was holding you aswell now.

"Can you guys argue quieter, I want to sleep more." Stan's raspy voice chimed in muffled by the pillow in his face.

"Shut up you love us." You said and poked his side. He jolted popping his head up to look at you.

"No I hate you both actually." He stated in an exaggerated matter of fact tone. Now it was Ken's turn to poke at his side.

"You can't lie you us babes." Kenny stated wrapping both his arms around Stan's waist. "I love you both soooo much." Now it was your turn to grab onto Stan, which led to him crashing back onto the bed.

"I also love you both." Stan spoke up muffled yet again by the pillows.

"Well, that means I love you both more!" You said muffled into Stan's side. No matter how many times something like this happens, the next morning ends up the same. Completely full of love for eachother, nothing can separate you guys. Not even death itself.

no one will understand how much i adore poly stenny x reader, they mean so much to me and thats why i have an entire apocolypse au dedicated to them in the mfn works. might post something mike makowski related soon >:) feeling EVIL and by that i mean, smut 😭

[trashedump]

keep fighting blooper reel

so for context, while i was working on my fic keep fighting, i had a separate document where i would write things as shittily as possible whenever i got stuck. so some of these quotes are from that document, others are things i wrote in the actual fic document whenever i got bored.

enjoy this series of outtakes, ordered by the chapter they occurred in! also warning for spoilers for my fic in case you care about that

chapter 1:

“i got dis” he [sylvain] sed. dis waz his fite 2 mak up 4 being dum

“r u stupd????” fliz yielded. “i wana fite 2 :((((”

“get every1 ot od her” slyman sed. “itz only 2 il be fin”

“k” flix sed al sad n wroeid nd shit. “u betr nut do sumthin stupd”

SYLVer the hedgehogAIN kisd him on da hed. “i wont. now g0”

chapter 2:

dmiarko waz taking 2 ingird

“r u alrite ignatz:

“she mey b sumwher in abys” billie eyleth [misspelling of byleth] sed.

chapter 4:

flix knu he had 2 finf a way 2 nut fitr 2 (DUNBAAAAAAN (HA HA HA HA HA NUMBERS)) gise @ once so he retreted but nut bcoz he had ben defeted. he snt 3 da ofer sid of da rum nd glen cam @ him bcoz rodric waz stil realing. felix navidaf blikd hiz sord agen nd kickd hkn in da bals lol. den he wnt 2 rodrig

fergalicious definition [abhorrent misspelling of felix] mad him go loco den bc he did rath strik ns da crest fargmnt aktivated.

he [felix] slamd da puml of da sord in glands [glenn's] fac nd glue gun [glenn] fel so den he stabf thru rodricks [rodrigue's] chest. dorime [rodrigue???] fel nd puld da sowrd ot of felony [felix] wich hurt a lot agen but he stortd 2 die on da grond.

"Sasuke— I mean Felix—"

"What the fuck did you just call me"

"Uhhhh nothing lol what are you talking about—"

"shurt the hell up I'm leaving you"

the bad ending

chapter 5:

“its alrite” dimi laffd  in a gofik way. dedu aslo noded behing him. “jst cum bak wen ur rechardgd. da rest of us wil kep tings runing wil ur away (hehe im forshadowing da mening of kep fiting her im so smrt im so intelelgint)”

haoi (THE LONG AWAITED SEQUEL TO YAOI WTF WTFFFFF)

insted of relying on demselvs evry2 had each oders bak. so dat wen dey had a momt of wekness dey cud stil surviv (an im so smart im so smart heheehehehheeheh).

“i hav a hrd tim beliving dats da cas” he refusd 2 bak don. “i cant help but fel im at falt, bcos i sed id talk 3 u mor aftr da war but den left u in da dust evry single day (the DUST? the DUST)”

"Wait, Didi."

"Yes?" He turned around. "What is it?"

"I should tell you...part of what I've been researching all this time." She started to hesitate, fidgeting with a string tied around her wrist. "It could be important, or...something."

Dimitri was listening intently. Hapi realized she actually wasn't sure why she thought this was important. It was almost as if the author was trying to foreshadow a future plot point.

"What was that?" the warlock called out. His voice was growing louder as he approached Felix's hiding place. "Is...is someone there? .....Must've been the wind."

"we're underground you dumb fuck"

"oh fuck you're right wait how do you know that"

"uhhhhhh shit"

*world explodes from fourth wall break*

i hate describing doors theres so many doors why are there so many doors why did i DO THIS

Felix looked. On the ceiling was a metal grate, most likely an air vent.

"Just like in among us"

flix nd sylvSONIC The Hedgehogain wr switchng it up a bit

chapter 6:

so day had escapd da untetical sience lab yey!!! but dey rwr in a cav. :(

fuor dase had pasd. dey wr stil stuk in da fuking cav.

On the fifth day, things changed. Shit hit fthe fuckign fan oh gsod

IT'S TIME FOR THE FUCKIN SCEEEEEEENE

"There is," he [Felix] said.

The revelation hit Sylvain like a medieval truck.

"I was gonna propose to you," he [Sylvain] said.

The words hit Felix like a medieval train.

chapter 7:

“abt da searc?” dey [byleth] sed nd dimi noded. dey cod always tel watz on his mind or maby dey j chos da rite dialog opton

“but aslo speking as a mrecenari” buyleth sed “i kno how tings can torn arond in an instnat. batls u tink r a lost cas switch in ur favor in da blink-182 of an eye. ppl uve logn snic had 2 left 4 ded hold on despit it al. so itx nut ovr until we kno it si. wer so fuking back”

“rite” dimi sed whil sheding a singl ter “wer so fuking bak”

“oh shti dat is prmosing” dimi sed “any sine of da duck nd marmalade” [duke and margrave]

dimiarko [dimitri] torned 2 bananapeel [byleth]

They were almost out of food. Every so often, that realization hit Felix like a medieval airplane.

"Okay," Sylvain conceded damn we out here conceding in this bitch

Felix hadn't said anything in a while—and, to be fair, neither had Sylvain, but it was his distant expression that worried Sylvain. He looked lost in thoughts all alone yoooooou are the oooooceans gray waaaaves destined to seek life beyond the shoooore just out of reeaaach yeeeet the watereeeerrs ever chaaaange flowing like time the path is yours to cliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimb

"Clearly," Lysithea grumbled. "I didn't expect the same for you."

"Yes, well, I couldn't rest now," Linhardt said. "There are monsters nearby."

chapter 8:

ok so dery etin gdiner nd itz rtlly harty bef stew lik harty stew in botw i tink dats a recispe in dat gaem

syl stripd don 2 naked nd tok of AL his cloths nd he had a rely long no we’re not going there. he tornd on da watr nd thot abt fliz but nut lik dat u prev. he had a flashbak 2 post rodrick [rodrigue] deth but forst he dint tink abt it yet he gut da sop nd began 2 wash al his skin

But maybe he’ll never be ready, a thought tugged at the back of his mind. Maybe he wants nothing to do with me. After all…I’m the one who did this to him.

The memories hit Sylvain like a medieval blimp.

chapter 9:

dimi codnt hodl bak as he stepd in2 da dorfram nd hugd him as tight as he cud. and den da crest of blaiddyd aktivatd nd he snapd sylvens fuking spine in half. just kiding dat dint hapen lol can u imagin

chapter 10:

“But I promise—for the rest of our days, I’ll do everything in my power to be the man you see in me. To fight by your side, no matter what.”

"Wow that was sappy as fuck lmao"

[quartetofstories]

So the recent spots updated fucks me up bad because I listen to music constantly. It's trying really hard to turn from a listening app into an ai powered tick tock dupe and the new home screen is sensory overload. The recommendations are garbage. Also I pay for premium, like part of the budget, so I don't have to deal with adds and the new "previews" are ads that autoplay over what im listening too.

Maby, I'm just old and unadaptive, but (I'm 23) I hate it. I have an older post where I explain better. But I contacted spotify when it happened, thinking I broke the app and they were unhelpful and basically said this is how it's going to be but they were listening to feed back to try to make improvements and to post in community to make sure voices are heard.

I've posted in community, listened for updates and wrote reviews in the appstore. The general response to the newest update is generally negative. Thousands of posts with nothing but negative reviews and issues people are having with the app. Spotifys response has been to double down, imply that people are using it wrong, insist that this update is the best way for people to discover new music and connect.

I'm tired, it's been like 2 months, longer for people who were forced to beta and every news update they give isn't an update, it's a regurgitation of they're original statement and ignores all feed back. I've been holding back, hoping and waiting to see what happens, but im tired. Im angry, its not just that I feel unheard and im not even really upset about the update anymore, its more that they can receive all this feed back and have such a tone deaf and ignorantly patronizing responce.

Its kinda sad. They took something I loved and twisted it so its unrecognizable. Tried to sell it back to me, and then are trying to push me into just accepting that they know best. Gross.

I canceled spotify premium. Even if they fix the original issues, their overall response, or lack of coherent response, is just like left a bad taste in my mouth. Why should I give them my money if they aren't going to make good on what I'm paying for, an ad free listening experience with playlists for me.

[soonparisblog]

Short Christmas Quotes: Enhance Your Holiday Cards with Merry Messages

'Tis the season were holiday cards exchange hands, hearts are full, and cheer is plentiful. Adding short Christmas quotes to your festive notes can take them to the next level, resonating with joy, warmth, and merriness. They can add a personal touch to a simple card and make your message stand out. Here are a few suggestions for short Christmas quotes that are sure to enhance your holiday cards and bring a smile to the receiver's face.

"Peace on earth will come to stay when we live Christmas every day." - Helen Steiner Rice "Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love!" - Hamilton Wright Mabie "May you never be too grown up to search the skies on Christmas Eve." - Unknown "Love the giver more than the gift." - Brigham Young "At Christmas, all roads lead home." - Marjorie Holmes "I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year." - Charles Dickens "Christmas isn't a season. It's a feeling." - Edna Ferber "The joy of brightening other lives becomes for us the magic of Christmas." - W.C. Jones "Christmas is not a date, but a state of mind." Mary Ellen Chase "May your family feel the love, peace, and joy that come with the spirit of Christmas." - Unknown "Christmas, my child, is love in action." - Dale Evans "Christmas is the gentlest, loveliest festival of the revolving year — and yet, for all that, when it speaks, its voice has strong authority." - W.J. Cameron "Christmas day is a day of joy and charity. May God make you very rich in both." - Phillips Brooks "Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful." - Norman Vincent Peale "Christmas is a time when you get homesick — even when you’re home." - Carol Nelson Adding even one of these short Christmas quotes to your holiday card this year can make it feel more special. They encapsulate the warmth of the season, the happiness it brings, and the love it instills. And remember, words penned in a card convey more than just a message, they leave a lasting imprint. So make it a heartwarming, thoughtful one this holiday season!

[that-fandom-godess]

The Lost Queen

Chapter III

I am woken by the sound of rustling around me. I lay as still as possible, hoping that whatever was close would leave and not notice me. Eventually there is nothing but the crickets chirping and I let out a sigh of relief. That was a mistake. A dark figure pushed open my curtain of leaves and looks right at me with its glowing eyes. I am far too scared to scream or look away from the thing. It looks like someone’s shadow but that can’t be possible, right? It just keeps staring at me, unmoving. “Who are you?” I ask in a quiet voice. “What do you want?” I jump when it sticks out its arm, asking me silently to grasp its hand. “You want me to hold your hand?” It nods once before becoming still once more.

            I figure ‘what the hell’ anywhere is better than here, right? I reach out and grab the shadow’s hand and am immediately pulled upwards into the night sky. I screamed as my eyes snapped shut. I’m not really scared of heights, but this was a bit too much. The temperature became colder against my skin as we flew higher and higher. I feel a change in the air and hear the sound of crashing waves below me. I open my eyes just enough to see an ocean beneath me. Just up ahead was an island. Where am I?

            ‘Shadow’ sets me down gently on a sandy beach. I nearly fell because my legs weren’t ready for the ground yet. I get my bearings and turn to shadow. “Thank you.” I say sincerely say to it. All it does is nod its head and fly off into the dark abyss above. I take a deep breath of the salty air and turn in a full circle taking in my new surroundings. I feel so tired from not getting a good night’s sleep and having a lack of nutrients in my body, so I decided to use a large, mossy rock overlooking the ocean around me as a bed. It might not be the most comfortable, but it is the closest thing to it. I fall asleep once again listening to the waves crash against the shore and watching the stars above me.

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            I awake to the sound of footsteps around me. Fear quickly takes ahold of me and I freeze, pretending to still be asleep. I realize quickly that it was not a good idea when I hear rock striking rock only a foot from my head. I bolt upwards to a sitting position and scoot as far away from the figures surrounding me. “It’s a girl!” One of them exclaims far too loud. The tallest one pulled down the hood covering his face and stepped forward, shifting the large club he was holding on his shoulder.

            “Pan won’t be happy.” He says kneeling down to my eye level. I study his face and make note of the large scars on it.

            “Mabie we just kill her and Pan won’t have to know.” One of the smaller ones said. My breath quickens and my body tenses even more.

            “That’s no way to treat our guest.” A voice comes from the tree line behind the group. They all move to the side to let whoever it was through. Even the tall one in front of me moved. As soon as my line of sight has been cleared, I see a boy with brown hair and familiar green eyes I can see from a distance – but that isn’t what caught my eye. What I couldn’t look away from was his confidence and authority he has over these boys who looked to be the same age as him.

            “You’re the boy from the other night who saved me.” I say looking into his eyes this time.

            “Mabie.” He stops at the edge of the rock. “I don’t really remember. I just recall a poor girl who ruined our fun.” I cast my eyes downward in a silent way of apologizing.

            “Where am I?”

            “Neverland.”

            My eyes come back up to meet his. “What?”

            “You’re in Neverland.” He turns away to the other boys. “Put her in a cage.”

The boys come and grab me. There is no way I could have a fighting chance to escape their grip. They drag me into the forest and I see a bamboo-ish like cage. I try to wiggle out of their grip, but they only hold onto my thin arms even tighter. I’m crammed in and the door is shut and locked. At this point tears are streaming down my face. I don’t understand why they are doing this to me.

Just when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, I am hauled ten feet in the air. Then the boys all ogle at me like I was back at Thorns. The green-eyed boy reappears and shoos the boys away. Now it’s just me and him. “Why are you doing this?” I ask between sobs.

“Because Neverland is only for boys.” He says very seriously. “How did you get here?”

I have to recall last night’s events before answering. “A dark shadow brought me.”

Suddenly my cage jerks violently to the side. “You shouldn’t lie to me.”

“I’m not!” I say desperately hoping he will believe me. The cage stops swinging abruptly causing my forehead to hit the bars. “Please believe me.” I start crying from the pain and fear of the situation.

“I don’t believe that my shadow would bring a girl here without my command. You will stay in there until you can be taken back”

“No, please!” I am sobbing at this point. Why would he do this? I can’t understand why he would lock me up for being a girl! He leaves while I’m trying to compose myself.

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            The day passes, and I’m still dangling in the air against my will. By the time night comes, my stomach is burning from hunger. I am so thirsty and sweaty from the summer heat. I can hear the boys whooping and hollering in the distance. I can hear the wild animals around me. I close my eyes from pure exhaustion. I’m probably going to starve to death before I can leave.

[the-thoughts-of-a-lonely-girl]

I don't get it...

They where nothing but kind. They looked after me and tried there best to stear me clear of trouble and where endlessly patient but there's...something.

I don't know why but something about them makes me feel sick. I hugged them and got to close, it wasn't there fault, there not a mind reader, but thay took that as me being okay with it. 'It' just being extra affectionate and touchy, nothing bad. Still, I didn't like it?

That soft, breathy voice they use to talk to me makes me want to bare my teeth and snarl. I don't get why.

That kind, gentle hand that they used to pat my head makes me want to smack them away. I don't get why.

Even those eyes, nothing but patient and attentive make me want to glawer and scowl and scold. I don't get why.

I really don't.

Maby it's not them at all, maby it's me? But then WHY?

Its such a strong feeling to. Right at the pit of my stomach, like I've swallowed rocks, and a sparking warning of danger itching behind my eyes and at the back of my throat.

In any case, I shan't be seeing them again. I have no idea what my body is warning me against but I've already taken a huge risk in my drunken state and I got lucky.

My gut it always right about these things. Also...maby I'll lay off the drink for a bit...

Still. It'll torment me for a while, I think. Such a knarled, twisted feeling over someone so sweet and kind.

I don't get it.

[hawkins-losers]

I’m not gonna let them take you from me | Billy Hargrove x Reader

Summary: You are in the passenger seat when Billy gets into the car accident in season 3 and save him from being taken/infected by the Mindflayer

Word count: 1k

Warning: mention of car accident and blood

Request: Hii(ㆁωㆁ), prompt with billy x Reader with 12, 20 and 47 maby? (idea reader trys to save billy and get hurt or so?) (‘’I’m fine.’’ - ‘’No, you’re not. You’re bleeding!’’ + “Please, don’t cry.'' + ‘‘I’m a mess, but I’m the mess that you wanted.’‘)

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Billy stirred from his brief passing out, blood dripping from a wound on his forehead. He tried to ignite his beloved car, but it wouldn't turn on. ‘’Shit.’’

He slammed the steering wheel in anger. His dad was going to be pissed.

Remembering he wasn't alone in the car, Billy turned to you. It was dark and there were no street lights outside so he couldn’t see very well. Add to that the hit on the head he just had from the accident. He wasn’t seeing clearly.

‘’Y/N, you okay?’’ he asked, checking on you in the passenger seat. Your unresponsiveness and closed eyes sent him into an immediate panic. ‘’Y/N? Babydoll, wake up.’’ He shook your arm - perhaps a little too roughly - and you groaned, slowly waking up.

You blinked a few times, then grabbed your forehead, feeling pain there. Your hand froze when you felt something wet. Blood. The impact of the accident had sent you forward and caused you to hit your head on the dashboard.

You couldn't remember too perfectly what happened, but something had flown in Billy's windshield while driving and smashed it, causing the car to swerve and lose control, sending you crashing into some trees on the side of the road.

There goes your late night swim at the lake…

Guilt filled Billy’s stomach, his blue eyes fixing the cut above your eyebrow and the blood dripping from it, hating himself for hurting you.

‘’I’m fine,’’ you said, knowing exactly where his mind was.

‘’No, you’re not. You’re bleeding!’’

You were tempted to tell him that’s what happens when you drive recklessly, but you shut your mouth.

A clock sound could be heard in the trees, followed by some movements, catching your and Billy’s attention. He glanced at you, silently asking if you heard that too. When you nodded, he opened his car door.

‘’Stay in the car.’’

‘’Wha- Billy! Where are you going?’’ You tried opening your door, but cursed when you saw it was stuck. ‘’Billy!’’

He glanced over his shoulder at you, bringing a finger to his lips to tell you to be quiet. ‘’Who’s there?’’ he called, his voice echoing in the dark.

More noise followed in the trees, making your skin crawl.

‘’I said, who’s the-’’

Before Billy could finish his sentence, something grabbed his feet and pulled him, causing him to go down. He screamed as he was dragged on the ground, clawing at the dirt and trying to anchor himself to something - anything.

Hearing his screams, you crawled over the gearshift and got out through the driver's side, not caring when you felt the bottom of your skirt rise up and flash your underwear. It’s not like any passing cars would see them, there was no one around.

‘’Billy!’’

You saw him getting dragged into the abandoned warehouse camouflaged among the trees and went after him. The place gave you the creeps, but the things you do for love, right? You weren’t going to let whatever was in those woods take Billy.

When you got in the warehouse, Billy was holding onto the metal panels of the basement stairs, still screaming while something was pulling him by his feet.

''Y/N, help!''

You didn't know how you got him out, how you saved him, but whatever was down there had abandoned its fight after you grabbed Billy's hand and showed resistance.

You had both crashed on the ground, completely worn out and out of breath.

‘’Where the fuck did you find that strength?’’ Billy asked between two short breaths, a hand over his chest as he recovered.

A soft, tired laugh left your lips. ‘’I…I don’t know.’’ Your skin was sweaty from the physical effort, making you grimace. ‘’What I know is that this thing is still down there and it’s gonna come back for us both if we don’t get out.’’

You and Billy made it back to the car - which was still not turning on, meaning you’ll have to walk home.

‘’Piece of shit car,’’ Billy grumbled, kicking the rear bumper and denting it.

You grabbed his shoulder to calm him. Taking his anger on his car wasn't going to fix it. ‘’Stop that. We'll get a towing tomorrow and take it to an auto-shop, okay? This is fixable.‘’ You wrapped your hand around Billy's arm and pulled him toward the road. ‘’Let's go. It's a long walk.‘’

After a few minutes, you began feeling the cold air of the night. It may be summer, but your sheer blouse and small skirt weren't ideal for a midnight walk back to town. Billy noticed and took off his jacket to put it over your shoulders. He didn't do gentlemanly things very often, but it was always nice.

‘’Thanks.‘’

You slipped your arms in the sleeves and noticed it had a rip on the lapel from when Billy got dragged. An immediate warmth covered you, combined with the smell of Billy's strong cologne and cigarettes.

It was 1am when you got to your house. You weren't allowed to have guests over at this hour, but you got Billy to your room and shut your door.

After the crazy night you had, you needed some time to relax and catch a breath.

‘’Look at you, you’re a mess,’’ you pointed out, seeing Billy in the light of your bedside lamp.

He had blood in his blond hair and his clothes filthy with dirt from being dragged into that warehouse. Another cut had been added to his face, right over his cheekbone. You probably didn’t look any cleaner.

Billy laughed, catching himself in your mirror. ‘‘Maybe, but I’m the mess that you wanted.’‘

You laughed at his words, but your laugh quickly turned into tears, which you hadn’t noticed were falling down your face.

“Hey… Please, don’t cry,'' you heard Billy say, pulling you close to him. He wiped your tears and wrapped you in his arms, silently holding you. ‘’Everything is over.’’

‘’I was so scared this thing was going to take you away.’’

To be honest, he had been scared too.

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[zeichenlily]

Ok, so if anyone wants to read about a princess falling in love with a witch, here you go:

When Ariana looked out of her window, up in the palace walls, she could see the stars. She could see the Moon, high and mighty, watching over the city and its citicens. Everything was so calm out here, like the world stood still. Even though she definetly knew, nothing stood still. The war still went on and her forced marrige to make peace was only hours away. But she had other plans. There were ways to make peace without taking her freedom away, marrying her to a man in his mid-20s. There were ways that weren't supposed to be illegal. What is exactly why she was going to run away. She looked away from the window, it was time to get ready. She opend her closet and took some brown pants, a white button-up and her riding boots. After she put that on, she grabbed the belt from under her bed. Her belt. She made it herself. She stole the leather from the saddle maker, took some spare bones to make buttons and used her embroidery skills to sew it all together. The little pocket on the side was just big enough for a small bottle and a knife. (Wich, apperantly, she stole from some knight) She was used to snitch, well, tecnically it was her kingdom so it wasn't really stealing... Then she took her bag, wich she packed a couple days ago, and looked in the mirror. She smiled, as she put her long, curly hair up into a bun. She was finally going to be free. The window was high but not higher than her favourite tree to climb. When she was on the roof, her heart rate started going up rapidly. She had to be fast, so she jumped down the first wall and imediatly hid. She had played this through a couple times now and if she can break out of here in a corset, she can break out of here like this. Another wall, some soldiers walked by, then finally, there were the woods. Sadly she coulden't stay, they were going to look here first. The woods were beautiful. Some little mushrooms in the ground and tendrils in the trees. But she didn't had time to admire the forest. So she kept walking in a fast tempo. She didn't exactly knew the way, but she studied the map all week. But the path started to loosen up and was gone compleatly after a couple hours. So she started wandering around, looking for a way. Soon later, there was a little light, in the middle of the woods. She wonderd, did she walk in a circle? Was that the city with its castle? But the city was bigger, brighter. She carefully took a step forward and looked between the trees. I was a little house, in the middle of the woods. She coulden't believe her eyes. Everyone she's ever known, would have told her not to go there, but It's not like she cared about what other people said that she should do... So she got closer, step by step. It was beautiful. Moss was growing on the wooden roof and every inch was covered in mushrooms. Ariana saw light burning in it and a shillouette moving inside. Shit. What should she do? Well, she could try to sneak around it and sleep on a tree, like it was planned. Or she could knock. No, that was too risky, she had to consider everything. Maby, whoever lived there, would bring her back to the castle as soon they'd figure out that Ariana was the Princess. But she hardly doubted that someone who lived in the woods, far off from society would want to have something to do with the royal family... She knocked. It wasn't like she had something to loose... the light immediately went off and Ariana heard the lock shut. "Uhh... Don't be afraid, I don't mean any harm." The lock clicked and the door slowly opend. Ariana saw a girl, around her age, carefully looking out of the door. "Who are you?", she asked, her voice shaking just a little bit. "Ariana, I- well, I'm kinda running away right now...", Ariana answerd. "Then we share a destiny, my name is Lucia", the girl replied, opening the door a bit more. Then in a second, her eyes went wide in shock. "Don't turn around.", she said. Arianas heart rate went up very fast and she felt the blood pumping through her veins. This could be a prank, but the fear on Lucia's face was real. Then, a crack.

Everything happend so fast, Arana couldn't process it quickly enough to understand. She heard heavy breathing, not human, Lucia grabbed her by the collar and the next thing she knew was that she was lying on the floor in the house. Lucia was holding the door shut, while something rambled against it. "What was that?", Ariana asked, full of fear. "Just a stray of wolves, but a big one.", Lucia said, out of breath. "I didn't knew there were wolves out here!", Ariana exclaimed, standing up to help Lucia keeping the door closed. Just then she took a closer look at Lucia. Her dark blonde hair was about shoulder length and the top half was tied back in a messy bun. She wore a old looking jacket over something that was neatly knitted out of tendrils. Her pants were way too short for autumn. But the belt that she wore. It was definetly selfmade and had lots of little pockets with bottles, knives, some mushrooms and erbs. The door was about to burst open, when Lucia screamed: "Please don't freak out!". Ariana wondered, what did she mean? Then, Lucia grabbed on of the wierd glowing mushrooms from her belt, opend the door and threw the mushroom out! She pressed the door shut as the mushroom exploded. What. the. Heck. The mushroom exploded. The mushroom. The *mushroom.* Ariana was yanked backwards and fell into the middle of the house. She pregged herself on her elbows as she looked up to Lucia. "What was that?!", she exclaimed, frightend and impressed at the same time. "Magic", Lucia answered, without hesitation. Ariana was so stunned at this point, she did not move. "Oh don't worry, I can fully control it.", the witch spoke, as she helped Ariana up. "What I- you- uhm... what?", was everything the princess could bring out and and didn't stop stating at the girl in front of her. "Deal, I tell you all about my magic and you tell me why you are running away, ok?", she smiled. That girl smiled right after using a mushroom to blow up a stray of wolves. "Deal. But please tell me the wolves are going to be ok.", Ariana answerd. "Promise.", Lucia chuckled.

[bipolarchick18]

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[rip-a-dip-dip-you-potato-chip]

Trade ya

based on this ask

TW//Slight violence and a mention of blood

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Macaque slipped back into the theatre after his little chat with the Monkey Kid.

Boy howdy, that kid had some explaining to do, to his companions. If only he could stick around and watch that mess unfold. But he had to retrieve his lamp.

Honestly, that was easier than he thought it would be.

Wich was concerning.

As Macaque walked over to the stage he paused for a moment, where was (y/n) is all this?

The Monkey King was off doing his own thing for a while, and he'd assumed his kid would be hanging around Mk and his friends, yet the amber-furred monkey wasn't with them when they had entered the theatre.

Did Mk literally forget one of his friends? damn, he was starting to become like the Hero...

despite everything that's happened between them since the whole 'I stole the Monkey Kings powers from Mk and broke his trust leaving him emotionally distressed' thing, he actually wanted to get to know his kid(and maybe convince them to join him)the week of stalking wasn't enough for him to say the least.

Disregarding the thought (though not entirely) he make is way back to the remains of the lap.

And with a little magic it was good an new!

Fuck ya!

As he admirered his handy work for s little longer and sound of clapping caught is attention. Wiping his head around he saw the wired guy in a pin strip suit form the play, if Macaque remembered correctly this was the guy that game my the *Skeleton Key.

"My my, that was such a magnificent performance!"

"Ha, ya well it's over, t-this was the last show actually"

Oh he did not like this for a single second. His fur was standing on there ends screaming for him to just leave.

Just as Macaque was about to use the shadows to escape, in a flash of icy blue light the guy was now behind him, and the next thing he know he was being picked up by the neck and for some reason couldn't, fucking move.

What the actual hell is happening???

"Lady Bone Demon would like a word with you~"

In the blink of an eye, the scenery changed form the damaged auditorium he'd rented out to and underground cave with mechanical parts and machines everywhere.

Just one wif of the musty roten air and he knew he was in the Spider Queens lair. But it looked different then it had been that last time he was there.

Then again it's been centuries since he was last there.

He was shortly let go by the insane suite wareing guy and rubbed his neck where it had been grabbed. And just like that the guy disappeared, leaving the Lady Bone Demon in his stead.

"Why greetings Macaque, its beet long since we last spoke"

" not long enough if you ask me"

The white haired lady let out a hum of acknowledgement as she circled the monkey.

...

"Soo any particular reason why you got one of your brain dead servents to get me?" Macaque questioned, pulling back a bit not wanting to be in her immediate range.

Up purely tactical.

"Ah, well it's come to my attention that you poses something of grate use to me" her icy gaze fixed on the lamp.

"Ya not happening" Macaque said flatly, he went though a lot to get his hands on this thing and he wasn't going to part with it so easily. Besides what ever the Lady Bone Demon was planning, would spell doom for the world as they know it.

Macaque my be a bad guy in some sense, maby even be considered an antihero-that was just more of an ass on a good day- but he wasn't one for wold domination.

In the past he just wanted to wreck heaven with his dear beloved friend befor his change of heart, not enslave mankind. They just wanted to prove there worth nothing more. But this bitch, na she was jack shit crazy. It took the combined forces of Demons and celestials alike to seal her away, himself being one of said demons.

"Ohh what a shame, looks like I'll be keeping this little one then"

In a puff of smoke (y/n) collapses on the foor to her, there fur slightly matted with blood and a visible gash on the left eye.

Similar to where his was-

It wasn't deep and wouldn't cause damage, but it still needed treatment.

Holy hell is this where (y/n) was all this time?

Macaques mind was going a mile a minute but he kept his poker face.

"And I sould care about some random kid because?"

"Oh~ Don't play dumb with me, Six Eared Macaque. You know exactly who this little one is" she started using her powers for lift the amber-furred monkey off the ground there one good (color) eye glosed over and hazy.

"After all this is your child"

"Hate to brake it to ya, but I don't have a kid"

"My sources say other wise"

Several screens descended for the walls and around them, all flicked to like to reveal footage of Macaque during his little stalking mission when he first planed to steal the Monkey Kings powers and found out about his long lost kid, and then some other footage of his watching them from the shadows.

Oh, oh no.

"I had my suspension on the Luner New Years, but your reaction solidify's my assumption"

Wha- shit his poker face slipped! Shiiiit

"So I'll ask again, the lamp or your child- they won't die persay, but I think the underground market would pay a hefty sum for one of such unique lineage"

His heart was beating faster than he thought possible, wait why would it be doing that! He shouldn't care! Should he?

Glancing between the lamp and (y/n)'s beaten form Macaque made a decision he might soon come to regret.

-

(Y/n) was having a good evening, well that was until the Spider Queens minions jumped them while on there way to the theater to meet up with the others(minus Sandy, what he had cats to take care of!)

When the first woke up it was in a dingy cell. And the next thing they knew the Spider Queen tried to get information about the Monkey Kings whereabouts.

"Ya right like the peach loving old man tells me anything! So if you could kindly let me on my marry way that would be fantastic"

You realy needed to know when to such your mouth or just give total bullshit information because Queeni had gotten pissed, and tried to beat the information out of you.

The Lady Bone Demon had to pry the spider off you. Saying you still had a use befor you blacking out.

-

When they woke for a second time everything was hazy, and there was muffled talking almost like they where under water.

Water was nice, you should learn to swim! It seems like fun! Maby you could get Mk or Mai to teach you.

After all the Monkey King was a shitty swimmer- wait no he was crap as under water fights, but wouldn't that require swimming as well-

Uh oh, was you being moved? Nooo das no gooood stop!

Ughhh why won't the muffin voices stop! And why can't I feel my eye!

E-y-e

Y E S spelles yes

E Y E S spells eyes how did that one guy get that confused, and you is moving again ST 0 p

Wait this was more comfy than before, is that red? Oh my moons it is! It's so soft!

And soft it was and you drifted to a more comfortable rest this time.

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The third and final time (y/n) woke, they weren't in a cell, or had a hazy mindset. Areas not that hazy, but this time it was more so due to medicine than pain.

In fact they lay on a plush mattress, with equally soft pillows and nice heavy blankets tossed other them.

As (y/n) sat up they winced in pain slightly.

Looking down they take notice of the bandages, and a slitting head- and there are bandages on your eye as well fucking perfect.

"Good to see your up" a voice greated. Wiping their head to the side, there stood Macaques with a slight concerned look on his face.

Wha- owowowowowowowow

Probably shouldn't be moving so fast as (y/n) winced in pain again.

As (y/n) tried to steady themselves again and think of a retort, and side of the bed diped and a hand was placed oh your forehead, whilst the other heaped your arm.

"What are you-" "checking to see if you're fever spiked " "I has a heaver?" "Fever, and yes it set is last night after a particularly nasty infection" "oh"

"Wait, why are you-"

"The Bone bitch had you, i-i couldn't just let her harm you any more than she already had"

"That's dumb, you're dumb"

Sigh

"Okay back to sleep with you"

"Where am I?" "One of my safe houses, now sleep"

Sleep but what if...

"I-its okay, it'll be okay I'll be here when you wake again"

(y/n) blinked at him.

"I promise" he said softly as he guided you back down to the pillow, he retucked you in and was about to leave when (y/n) caught his hand.

Well fuck

Uhhh, you know what he's had a long fucking day himself he needs some sleep too.

So discarding his scarf to the side, as well as some armor plating and his shoes, Macaque got into the bed himself and just used himself. As he made himself comfortable, back tuned away for his pup a single thought echoed in his head.

'Im a fucking dad now, geat'

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*Skelton Keys are said to open any door, plus the cannon key had a skull on it so why not?

UwU Anon you have no idea what this means, you have water my crops cleared my skin and my mind is sane!

I was originally planing to have this thing where the spider queen captured the reader/oc and used the robo parasight to make them a follower, but this, this is so much better sksksksksksk

I did most of this on mobile and my auto correct is bitchy 🙃

[blurrypetals]

All Your Perfects by Colleen Hoover - blurrypetals review

originally posted jul. 17, 2018 - ★★★★★

I am absolutely wrecked, wrung out, overwrought. Tears are running down my face and have been almost all night as I listened to this book. It's been three whole years and whole ton of books since I first discovered Colleen Hoover in 2015 when I read Ugly Love and, ever since then, I've been hooked on this puzzlingly unique brand of romance and heartache she produces. I always jokingly (kind of jokingly) refer to the twists and heartstring-pulls in her writing as the Colleen Hoover Gut Punch™ because, most of the time, when something big happens in her stories to her couples, it feels like you have, quite literally, been punched in the stomach and like the universe is laughing at you for expecting not to get punched in the solar plexus tonight, and so I start crying because I'm a big baby and yes, I'm a dummy for not being fully prepared to have my heart to get stomped on tonight. I genuinely thought I was ready for whatever Colleen Hoover could dish out after the complete and total pain train that was It Ends With Us. I thought I was prepared for this. I was wrong; I was not. The struggles in Graham's and Quinn's marriage really got under my skin, making me ache and sympathize with them almost immediately. The contrast between the "then" and "now" segments made the past simultaneously nostalgic and sweet as well as melancholy and blue. In particular, their issues with having people ask when they were going to have kids were some of the tougher parts to read, because I know that's a problem so many couples run into, whether they truly can't have children or simply choose not to. Everything was just too much. This book broke me in half over its knee. Go read it, it won't make you feel like you're witnessing your parents' divorce in excruciating detail, I promise. No, but really, go read it. It's incredible. It's a got all the things that makes Colleen Hoover one of my favorite authors and my all time favorite romance with a twist author. Unrelated addendum: This book was narrated by someone named Madeleine Maby and I'm at least 99% certain Madeleine Maby and Grace Grant (who narrated Tate's chapters for Ugly Love and has stolen my heart every time I've had the pleasure of listening to her voice) are the same person. I've made jokes before about how Shannon McManus (One of Us Is Lying, Lola and the Boy Next Door) and Callie Dalton (Walk the Edge, The Wall of Winnipeg and Me) are actually secretly the same person, but I would actually eat my hat if Grace Grant and Madeleine Maby are not the same person. My only plausible guess is, if they are the same person (which, as we've established, I've bet against my own digestive system they are one and the same) that, perhaps, it might be because Grant focuses more on smutty, predominantly romance-oriented things while Maby's catalog might focus more on romances that tackle tougher subjects and thus, a pen name, trying to create a brand for each of the names. I genuinely don't understand it if they are the same person, especially since, as we've established, Grace Grant and Madeleine Maby have both narrated for Colleen Hoover and, not just any old Colleen Hoover, but also the most sexually explicit books of Colleen's. If you have any information or proof that pertains to Grace Grant and Madeleine Maby being the exact same person, please let me know, because I can't find any evidence that would prove or disprove what I'm saying.

[theholyyuunoaduck]

Purpouse......every living thing has it but what is it thats what we all search for what we all crave

Perhaps life is just all of searching for that very thing that gives it meaning so what might be yours....hm?

Copper thats all that was registering towards his senses the taste

The smell full of copper yuu was suspended in the air by his friends possessed body being held by the throat beaten badly the remenants of his sword formed of salt began to crumble yet his hand gripped and gripped the handle of his blade as if it would somehow save everyone and everything the markings across his body from the curse began to receed

"Ah...i wish the sky was blue instead of this red shade" he would think to himself

"You know its rude to ignore the one you love when they ask you something" her voice or perhaps his voice reverberated in his ears the melodic tone of shigamas vocal cords ran through his brain sounding like the mix of the both of them

Go......to hell...

Hmm intresting

Shigama braught yuu's face closer to the body of the possessed girl with lilac hair her wings seemed to suspend them both in the air looking as if her lips were mere inches from his as her lips parted revealing her fangs

What makes you think this isnt hell already

Her lips curled around his exposed neck but stopped midway as her body shook ever so slightly as if there was a break sputtering towards a stop

H..haha...still trying to fight are you shinoa....just stay asleep for a while longer....it'll all be over soon

Yuu now!! A voice entered yuu's mind as if the words were always there the familiar voice of his demon called out to him they wouldn't receive this chance again and yuu knew it

There was no time for hesitation

No room to falter right now everything had been entrusted to him guren his freinds his family everyone was counting on him the entire world but most importantly shinoa was counting on him and he knew this as his blade peirced her heart before shi could regain control of the body he so longed for the perfect vessel as he would always call it

Gh! H-how dare you..! The angelic figure sputtered and coughed blood doing his best to pull away but yuu wouldnt let him get away they both began to fall together towards the fall however this was of no concern to yuichiro as he closed his eyes and took another deep breath within himself

The wind blew through his hair and the sweet scent of roses tickled his nostrils as he opened his eyes he no longer found himself within the world only humans new the plane of existence we could all see and feel now he was within her heart asuramaru had been right this was the only way to enter her heart the sensation falling did not leave him as he looked around the white cloudy noise that seemed to perfiate all around him he was now within the demons heart and his destination where the iron doors leading to the heart of another the source of the sickly sweet smell of petals dancing in the wind his wounds had healed and he felt as if there was nothing that could stop him however he knew this to be far from the truth

Youll only have a few minutes before the angel takes over yuu...and once you give me to shinoa

Ill be gone....right we already know the plan....lets just hope i can do this....

We will....

Right......yuu's eyes no longer held the depth of despair and emptiness his eyes gleamed with new found determination and purpose everyone was counting on him

She is counting on him his eyes began to turn a shade of darkness that would swallow the ocean themselves leaving the iris of them stained with honey a sweet flavor perhaps the only sweet thing that could be said about all day since the fight had begun as he passed through the gates that seemed unmovible before his sense of balance began to shift as if the earth within their hearts rotated and started pulling him up rather than gravity pulling him down and there he was the vestige of everything leading up to this moment all the suffering the pain the loss all of it culminated before his eyes the angel seemed to not have noticed but only a naive fool would beleive in those thoughts it was more accurate to say he did not acknowledged his existence as a threat chosing instead to keep his back turned consuming his long awaited prize blood trickling from his fangs as he panted and let go of the milky white skin of shinoa's neck perverted by the crimson wholes that gave evidence of shigama's testiment towards the word vampire

Shinoa was slumped over chained to pillars as if she was long gone but the world around them the deep red rather than the white skys would say other wise his senses were now more in tune due to the curse and the angel that the boy seemed to be comprised of his ears could catch it the faint yet evident beating of her heart so much of it had already been consumed by the demon a tenth maby even less had remained of the girl and this infuriated him to no end his teeth grinded his fists clenched as he stared down the monster before him the fight against time.....the fight to save her heart her very existence was about to begin and the odds had never been stacked higher against him and he knew this his breath hitched but from what he could not descern from fear? Fear of what? Fear of death? He had died before multiple times in fact no he did not fear death....there was only one word that could describe this feeling

Anger

Pure unfiltered rage thats all that clouded his mind the images playing freshly within his mind of shigamas pale lips against her neck the deep gnashes within his friends his father were they dead? He couldn't think of such things right now

He needed to focus

Thats right yuu focus your attention here...right now for this will be....your final death......the beautifull angel turned to look towards his creation

I will be God by the end of this ba-

He could not finish the words before yuu charged him focusing everything he had towards his speed pushing him farther and farther towards the open gates he had tried so long to open yet could never so much as budge them he was surely suprised by this development as he flapped his wings open hoping to stop the momentum of yuu's wings and physical strength that focused on the point of his neck it was obvious what his goal was remove him.from the heart of his beloved

GRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

The room filled with his anger his rage but it would not be enough as his heels began to screetch against the walls that were stained red signifying shinoa's humanity

ASURA-KANNON: THOUSAND BLADES

Yuu yelled at the top of his lungs with such force the taste of copper began to fill his mouth again

Thousands of blades appeared from nowhere and everywhere all of them fixed on a single point aimed and poised towards one objective

FORCE HIM OUT

Yuu yelled once again as the blades all flew towards the pair that seemed to slow in their stop every milla second that passed

Youre desperate.... He said calmly as the blades began hurdling towards him causing smoak to rise with each blade hitting him causing his body to take another screetching inch backwards towards the door

He was right yuu knew this all too well this wasnt a sign of strength being able to push shigama doji back this was an act of desperation forcing every muscle strand to strain and pop all in the vain effort to force him out as fast as he could before his body would give out

Klank the final blade hit the floor with the sound that seemed to echo once again deepening yuu's despair he gasped looking up as shigama slapped him across the face sending him huddling towards the spot where this all began rolling through the floor he gasped coming out of the ground panting the dust just begginging to settle

Fuck....

Mmm smart....but that was all instinct wasnt it yuichiro

Had you not blocked that attack when you had

The dust revealed yuichiro's mangled arm that seemed to be a simple cracker after dropping it from the empire state while the other was completely grinded to dust

Youd have lost your head.....

It was a good attempt dont get me wrong...futile as it may have been

Yuu began to wobble back to his feet the blade of salt begginging to form within his palm

Oh please...shigama crossed the distance between the both of them within the flash of a second split by the same blade that so desperately tried to sever his head and push him back a second ago

The explosion of the impact destroyed the pillars holding shinoa down crushing her body underneath the same pillars and sent yuichiros blade flying through the air slicing it and landing near her viscinity

Atop him was the angel that seemed to toy with him yuu's hands seemed to bearly hold hi head away from him

N-nghh!! His grunts where loud and strained he gasped as shi's needle like fangs punctured his neck like wet paper he gasped in pain and tugged at the hair of the beast his body began to go limp as he looked towards shinoa for what felt like would be the last time....how many times has he failed her in such a way..

Shi...shinoa..!....please..!

His hand outstretched towards the rubble and his blade

Shinoa...please was all that she could hear where was she was this a dream it sure felt like one weightless and without strength as if no matter how hard her fists would move itd feel as if something held her force back within a dream but she willed every finger every fiber of her being to reach towards the emerald blade so close to her if only she could reach out for it

Yuu's vision began to fade towards black perhaps this was finally the time to resign there would be no happy ending no hero saving the day after all he aways wasn't much of a hero the real hero to him had always been

Her

His eyes shot up as wide as they could possibly go to see the strands of lilac push against the winds of fate as his head rung from the blow and her battle cry she was doing it she peirced the blade through the monsters shoulder and pushed him towards his destination

HRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

She yelled at the top of her lungs pushing and pushing once again shigama flapped his majestic wings but this time in desperation

Shit!! Stop!

GRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

shi turned his head to witness the monester that yelled that same cry once again the angel he had created charged at the both of them and held tight to the appendages that begged to be let go in order to stop the flow of motion however

HAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

GRAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

They yelled in unison as they both with all their combined might threw the first outside the walls and quickly shut behind them the world no longer red but white they had succeded in the first step to victory the first shook in anger and looked towards his hands that trembled but not shierly of anger nor fear but from weakness having been ripped out of his hosts perfect body essentially split his power by half...the other half found its way towards their true owner as she puffed her chest with her trademark smirk

The balls on our side now...

Grr....dont be so cocky now..ive been in before and ill return once more

The both of them stood up panting staring down their assailent hearts quivering in anticipation at what would be undoubtedly their final confrontation as their eyes glossed over with determination and anger every emotion culminated in thousands of years burned within their eyes as they stood up slowly

I forgot who asked me to write what i would think about would be the ending of owari no seraph and i have to say sorry!! Dyslexia is a bitch!! If you remmember who you are please slap me for forgetting

Anyway to keep my stories fresh ill be posting it in peices

[it-never-lasts]

Able X Reader: It Never Lasts

Chapter 2

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The wind blew over the green pasture; ruffling the blades of grass as a flock of sheep continues to eat them. A little lamb swallows the grass he had in his mouth and walks over to the waters of the river. Once he arrived, he was met with a man sitting on a log. The man turned to the lamb and proceeded to stroke his soft head. He smiled and turned back towards the lake.

The sun was beginning to set. Able couldn't help but watch the colors of the sky reflect off the frigid waters. For the past three centuries, Able has been living here in Texas, taking care of the flock of sheep he found. When he found them, they were being attacked by two hungry coyotes. He managed to save those who were left and keep them protected from anyone who wishes to cause them harm again.

The lamb snuggled up next to him but was soon pushed away by a pig's snout. On Able's other side, there was a pig who was already snuggled up next to him and became angry as he sees a sheep trying to take away his napping spot.

The Sumerian chuckled and pet the pig. "Stop being so jealous, Pig. He just wishes to be next to me as well." Pig oinked at the lamb aggressively and proceeded to lay his head on his Master's lap. The lamb became startled and ran back to his mother. Able frowned and looked back at Pig. "Look what you did, Pig. You scared him. You have to stop being so aggressive to the young ones or else the father will come back for you again. And this time I will not be there to protect you." Pig ignored him and continued to lay his head on his lap, oinking happily. Able sighed and shook his head. He picked him up until they were eye to eye level. "When will you learn to behave?" Pig oinked once again and licked his master's nose. Able laughed and put him down.

The sun has set completely, causing Able to stand up and walk back towards his flock. Pig hurried behind him.

"Another day, another night." He said to himself as he headed towards the entrance of his cave.

Once there, he grabbed a few sticks and twigs that were collected earlier and threw them in the fire pit. He took out a dagger and grabbed a rock to begin the fire. After it was made, Able sat down and stared at the fire dancing around the burning ember. As he stared he couldn't help but think back on his past. He couldn't help but think about everything that happened to him.

Everyone he knew was gone. His only brother betrayed him. He was cursed and forced to live for eternity. For days on end, he felt nothing but loneliness. He had no one to talk to- well sort of. If you would count having self conversations with a pig and act like they were talking to you directly, then he did have someone to talk to. But other than that, he sort of wished he had someone to directly talk with. But there was no one who could. There was no one like him (Except for one but, he prefers to stay away from him).

Able knew for a fact that no one knew how to talk like him, so communication was futile. People can only be alone for so long. This just wasn't right.

His thoughts were interrupted by the lick on his right cheek made by his small, pink, companion. "Pig!" He tried to push him off but he continued to lick him. "Come on! That is enough!" he began to laugh. After struggling for a while, Able managed to lift Pig up into the air, watching as Pig's little legs swing and pattle. He smiled upon this and set him on his lap. Immediately, Pig tried to jump on him but he calmed him down by patting his head. Pig let out a snort and finally lay down to rest.

Able smiled again and began to stroke his head. "Thank you for cheering me up, dear friend." Pig snorted once again and continued to make himself comfortable.

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It was late. The stars shined brightly in the clear sky. Able stared at the bright moon in the sky. So many times he has seen it. So many times he has gotten sick of it. It's always the same thing. The moon is full, it shrinks to nothing, and then it fills to make the moon full again. The cycle will just always repeat itself. Everything just repeats itself. Morning comes, he puts the fire out, checks on the sheep, go out to get wood for a while, comes back, check the sheep again, wait till night, start the fire, keep watch for any danger, and so on and so on. The only excitement he ever gets is when a wild animal comes and he gets to chase it off. Or when he spots a human getting too close and goes out to murder them; but that's rare. Hardly any humans come this way.

Able frowned at the thought. When he first came to this land and saw the humans living here, he was excited to see other people who sort of looked like him. With their black hair and skin color, he thought that maybe they spoke his language. He confronted them to see if they did but..... Well, after figuring out that they didn't, he wasted no time in ending their lives.

Able smiled at that. Seeing others die and suffer gives him this joy that's almost unspeakable. Listening to their screams was like listening to a wonderful melody. It always brought a smile to his face.

Speaking of humans. It was strange to him that humans with white skin have begun to appear. Not as much as the other humans with darker skin, but still. His favorite part about killing the white humans, though, was the stuff they carried with them. He mostly becomes interested in the shiny, yellow rocks they carried with them. Able never saw a yellow rock before, so naturally, he became interested in them. Another thing that interested him was a contraption that carries water. It was a bit bigger than his hands and round. All he had to do was pop off the lid and fill it with water. He found it to look very useful and took it with him along with the yellow rocks; carrying them all in a well made bag that he also liked.

Though finding objects the humans carried were always very interesting, he never liked those small metal things that shoot other things at him. He was also disturbed by the loud noise it would always make. It was annoying and he hated it. Every white human he found always carried one. Besides, he almost lost an eye from finding out how it works. Luckily he dropped it on time and it shot at the sky. He didn't dare touch one of those again.

He didn't really worry about them, though. Like said before, hardly any humans come here.

Able sighs and brings his knees up to his chest. He rests his head on them and stares at the ground. He was tired. He didn't know why he was tired, he just was. Maybe it was the repeating cycle. Maby it's the constant thought of never fully dying. Or maybe it's the fact that he's hasn't fully slept since coming here. He found out that he didn't need sleep and used it as an advantage for protecting the sheep, but it still feels good and relaxing to sleep. He'll take a small nap occasionally in the mornings, but nothing more.

After a while of looking at the ground, he heard walking. He lifts his head to inspect the sleeping sheep to see if any of them woke up. He sprang up to his feet once he spotted a coyote in the distance. He took out a dagger and slowly crept up to the animal.

The coyote took small steps towards the Sumerian while emerging a deep growl from its throat. This confused Able since they usually pounce at the sight of him. Then it howled, and soon, more of them came out. Able frantically looked around him to count how many there were.

How could this be? Coyotes never travel in packs. They either come alone or with one other. This was the first time he has ever seen so many at once. Soon they all began to surround Able to prevent him from escaping. He put away his dagger and took out a bigger sword instead.

"So, you have gotten smart, have you not?" He pointed his sword at the one he presumed was the leader of this whole operation. "Well, I refuse to let such filthy creatures win this fight."

Without another moment to waste, they pounced.

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It was a long and hard battle. Only a few of the coyotes died while the others escaped injured. The cowards managed to escape uninjured and leave before Able could chase them out himself. there was a lot more of them than expected. It turned out that there were more of them hiding in the shadows, waiting until Able was distracted enough to go after the sheep. It worked and it was unfortunate to see that he lost a few of his sheep.

After the battle, able ended with a scarred body full of bites and claw scratches, but it was nothing. He could hardly fell the pain. He looked up to see dawn breaking and sighed. The sheep all scattered to avoid the danger but those unfortunate were left on the ground dead or suffering from their injuries. Able realized that he would have to put them down himself and frowned.

"I suppose this is what I deserve for complaining about not having enough excitement around here." He made his sword disappear and began to make his way towards his cave. "Pig. Are you there?" He called out but heard no response. This caused him to panic. "Pig!" Just then, a snort was heard from the collection of piled up yellow rocks he had on the far end of the cave. Able sighed in relief and walked towards the yellow rocks. He peered over to see his little, pink friend sleeping. "PIG!" The boom of Able's voice startled the pig from his slumber. He looked up to his master with drowsy eyes only to see a confused face. "Have... Have you been asleep this whole time?" Pig snorted, got up, and stretch his legs before going to Able. Able sighed before kneeling and pet Pig's head; smearing the blood of his hands on his head. "I am happy you are safe, my friend." A smile tugged at his lips. "Come now. We have work to do."

Able rose from the ground and made his way towards the entrance; Pig following beside him.

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