#Rekindle

[rekindlevn]

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Niko is getting the drinks ready for the festive times ahead? We wonder where the other boys are at?

We hope you all have had a wonderful year and keeping safe!

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"Given the chance, would you try again?"✨

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[holylulusworld]

Rekindle - Flufftober 2

Summary: Thor and you meet again.

Pairing: Chubby!Thor Odinson x Exgirlfriend!Reader

Square 13 filled for @avengersbingo (expired): Reunited

Square 15 filled for @marvelfluffbingo (expired): old flame

Square 6 filled for @anyfandomgoesbingo: Free Space

Warnings: Thor has low self-esteem, fluff, a tiny hint of naughtiness, mentions of past breakup, a hint of harassment towards chubby Thor

Rating: Mature

Trope: Reunion

Words: 1029

Kinktober vs Flufftober 2023

The wind blows a little harder today, but you still smile.

Fall finally arrived, and you are giddy like a child to collect leaves and visit the pumpkin patch.

The world changed once again. The world order was restored.  People came back, and everyone got a second chance.

Even if you are not the lucky one who got her true love back, you’re happy for the others having the chance to love each other again.

“Another one, please,” you dip your head as a familiar voice catches your attention. It comes from one of the seats outside your favorite bakery. “It’s delicious, ma’am.”

You step closer, eyes glued to the man ordering another slice of pumpkin pie. “Thor?” You blink a few times. He’s still as handsome as you remember, but he’s got a belly now.

A thick blonde beard frames his face, and he’s got long dreadlock-style blonde hair. He looks different, but his eyes are the same.

“It’s really you!” you smile widely and hug Thor before he can react. “It’s good to see you. How have you been?”

“Y/N?” He gasps as you won’t let go of him. “I-I’m good. Uh-I try to get in shape again and find a place where I belong.”

“Whoa, a lot is going on in your life.” You let go of Thor and smile at him. “I heard what happened to Asgard. I’m so sorry, Thor.”

“It’s…we found a new place. We’re about to build a new home for the survivors,” Thor drops his eyes to his belly. “I’m not the man you used to know, huh?”

“Why are you saying this?” You sit on the free chair at his table. “Did you change so much? I can still see the kind man I met five years ago.”

“You’re too kind to speak the truth. Look at me, dove. I’m fat and useless,” he sighs deeply. “I just can’t find a reason to…” Thor shakes his head. “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to bother you.”

“You didn’t bother me at all, Thor,” you reach out to touch his hand. “We all have ups and downs. You’ve lost so much. No one could endure such pain without losing hope. But I know you are strong enough to overcome all of this.”

“I lost more than hope,” he sheepishly admits. “There is nothing worth living for any longer. Most of my days I spend at the café, eating more food to fill the emptiness inside of me.”

“Thor, in front of me still sits the man sweeping me off of my feet,” you squeeze his hand. “If you want to have a slice of pie, I can keep you company. I wanted to have some tea and pumpkin pie too before I go to the pumpkin patch.”

“Pumpkin patch?” Thor’s eyes sparkle.

He remembers how you invited him to go to a pumpkin patch before your relationship fell apart. Thor had to leave to help Asgard and didn’t return for almost a year.

Jane Foster came back into the picture, and before he knew it, you broke up. You didn’t want to share his heart with another woman or spend years apart from the man you love.

“YES! They got the best pumpkins, or so I heard. I want to find the perfect pumpkins to decorate my store and home,” you hastily explain. “You know how I get when it comes to decoration.”

“I remember,” he flashes you a smile, making his cheeks dimple. Thor places one hand on his belly, sighing once again. He’s not the good-looking man you dated years ago in his opinion.

You smile at Thor as the waitress places the plate with the pie in front of him. She looks Thor up and down, judging him for ordering another slice of pie by dropping her eyes on his belly. The woman shakes her head before turning her attention toward someone yelling at her.

“I…you recognized me,” he whispers to not catch the waitress’s attention. “People these days don’t do this often.”

“Why wouldn’t I recognize you, Thor?” You frown deeply. “You’re still my Thor. Of course, I recognized you, dummy.” You grin.

“Y/N, you don’t have to pretend. I know how I look,” Thor mumbles. He dares not to meet your eyes; afraid he’ll see what he sees in most women's eyes these days. Rejection and disgust.

“Thor, you should know me better,” you get up from your chair to cup his face to look Thor deep in the eyes. “I always admired and loved the man you are, not how you looked. He’s still there, I can see him in your eyes. You lost your way for a moment, but you will find your footing and get back on your feet. And I like me a cozy belly to…”

“…to what?” He furrows his brows when you dip your head to whisper something far from innocent in his ear while you run your hand over his belly. Thor gulps hard, suddenly feeling hungry for something else than pie. “Oh—”

“If you are free, you could join me to choose the pumpkins for decoration and pie, and later, we can go for a walk and collect a few colorful leaves.”

“I’d like that,” Thor watches you sit back down, a content smile on his face. “How many pumpkins do you need?”

“Enough for two,” you return his smile, feeling your heart flutter when Thor grabs your hand to hold it like he used to do.

Maybe this is the chance you have been waiting for.

Thor is back in your life, and you’d be damned if you let him walk out on you ever again. You’ll give him something that he’s longing for.

A home and someone who’ll love him unconditionally…

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[pepeshiagent]

Warning: [PG-13] This story contains elements, language, and topics that are not suited for minors, and can be sensitive to you. Please read at your own discretion.

[ REKINDLE | ACT VI: Fulfilled Promise ]

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October 2, 2025. A month before Kasthan’s birthday.

It had started to rain that night.

Lucian and Theron had headed inside the manor and, as expected, Lucian still remembered each room and space, especially the master bedroom, his room. After Lucian had become the head of the family, the master bedroom became his.

“Do you have a pair of scissors?” Lucian asked as he made his way through the stairs and into the bedroom, with Theron following closely behind. Their steps light and quick, careful of the human that slept on the bedroom next door: Kasthan.

“I do.” Theron replied quietly, curious about Lucian’s request. Their minds were no longer tethered to each other, so Theron didn’t really know why Lucian would need a pair of scissors. “For what do you need them?”

“To cut my hair.”

“Why?” Theron was confused at this point.

“Because there’s a promise I need to fulfill, and I want to look good for you.” Lucian had stopped his tracks once they had reached the bedroom, and turned to face Theron. The look in his eyes said it all, catching Theron off guard and making his heart ache.

“Lucian…” 

“Wait here for me, okay?” He kissed Theron gently, and offered a soft smile as he made his way into the bathroom, locking the door behind him.

— ✦ — 

Theron thought Lucian was only going to cut his hair, not undress himself. Lucian just stared at him, with a clear intent and interest. It made Theron feel all sorts of things. 

“Everything all right?” Lucian asked, as if nothing was happening and he didn’t purposefully undress.

“You look… different.” Theron said, his gaze and voice betraying him. 

Lucian once more smiled softly. “By tomorrow my hair will have grown back, and I will look the same. Grim Reaper issues.”

— ✦ — 

“It has been too long, my love. Too long.”

“It has… hasn’t it?” Theron replied sadly, his gaze now fixed in Lucian’s own. “I grieved for you every day. Not a day went by in which I did not try to turn time around, just so I could see you again. Be by your side… again. Turns out… you were here all this time.”

Lucian listened to Theron carefully, and tried his best to understand how Theron was feeling. Life, unfortunately, had not been kind to the Grim Reaper, and his feelings had hardened. Making it difficult for him to navigate and understand them. And now, more than ever, he needed to try. For Theron.

He closed the gap between himself and Theron, their foreheads touching. 

“Allow me to repay you,” Lucian spoke, his hands holding Theron tight by the waist, not letting go, not wanting to let go, “for all the time you grieved and looked for me, and I was not by your side where I should’ve been. For not arriving on time to our wedding night. For failing to protect you from harm’s way.”

— ✦ — 

It was as if they were never apart from each other, as if they had confessed their love just yesterday. And today they were savoring each moment of it. Of that fervent, yet sweet love. They soon had found themselves lying on the bed. Their gazes not leaving each other’s at any moment. “Did you had dinner ready for me that night?” Lucian asked as he softly nuzzled Theron’s neck, inhaling his sweet scent. “Yes, as well as your favorite wine.” Theron replied sincerely. One of his hands had made its way to Lucian’s left cheek, making Lucian look him in the eyes once again. “I’m sorry you couldn’t enjoy either.” Lucian chuckled, his eyes showing a playfulness in them that Theron had yet to catch. “No need to be sorry. After all, we can go straight to the dessert now, can we?” For a second time in his life, Theron wanted the ground to swallow him whole. If Lucian was going to be this direct… then he better be prepared to receive a direct reply.

“Of course we can. After all, this “dessert” has never once been tasted. It has been patiently waiting for the right tester to come along.”

And to say that Lucian lost it that night would be an understatement. 

— ✦ — 

Early morning, Theron had woken up to Death’s shadow binded to him, as well as a wedding band on his finger.

Theron knew that Lucian had to leave that night to perform his duties as the Grim Reaper, so he decided to set his plans for the day aside and spend some quality time with him. The Magic Realm’s sages will have to wait longer than expected.

— ✦ — 

Theron listened to Lucian play the piano. Play his favorite piano song. He still played it as beautiful as before, and Theron found himself mesmerized by it. They both were at ease, cherishing each other’s company—

“Oh my god, you can’t be serious right now.” A gasping, third voice. “Last night I thought I heard something strange, and I wasn’t wrong at all!” Kasthan frowned at them from the door. “DID YOU SLEPT WITH THE GRIM REAPER LAST NIGHT?! THE ONE THAT I WARNED YOU OF?!”

“Kasthan, please tone down your voice.” Theron’s sensitive hearing hurt from hearing Kasthan speak so loud. It was unusual of Kasthan to react like this, but in his shoes, Theron would’ve done the same. After all, they were both wary of reapers. “I planned to introduce you to him formally—”

“I already know him. I already saw him before. You shouldn’t meddle with him, you should stay away from—” An invisible, yet vice hold, made its way to Kasthan, making him kneel on the floor.

“I don’t care what nonsense you want to say about me.” Lucian finally spoke, his voice firm. “But if you treat Theron, my husband, like this, don’t expect me to sit back and watch. If he hasn’t told you about me yet, it’s because he has his reasons.”

“H-Husband?”

— ✦ — 

Theron facepalmed himself, his thin patience wearing out.

He took both Kasthan and Lucian by the ears, making them wince from the pain inflicted. He had enough of their bickering.

“You will both clean the kitchen together, and make lunch together. And I don’t want to hear any excuses, nor see magic being used to speed up the process. I have to go to the Magic Realm for a moment, but when I come back, I expect to see lunch ready.”

If Kasthan hated Lucian before, and Lucian hated Kasthan, they now hated each other more than ever.

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[massivementalitynut]

My Late Night Delight Comm of Markus Thorn from @blue-berry-88

[afza147]

Ep5 Dear Hyeri(3)

Ending a short term rekindle

[goodvibesatpeace]

[dates-tears-bandageaids]

July 04. 2024

And here we are again 

Me sitting on an hotel floor, with my family by a pool, while I write how much I miss kissing you and touching you

Because of course we put our hands on each other, of course we whispered confessions into our mouths and said goodbye with a promise that things will be different now

They're not

Because I am once again, on a hotel floor, with my family by a pool, while I write how much I miss kissing and touching you

I won't write about the two nights we spent together, cause I still cherish them, and we both know I only write about pain, sadness and anger in here

So when that shoe drops

I'll be back 

[etreflowerbleue]

Restart

And so we’re here again

The silence lingering

The coldness settling in

I’ve said mine,

You’ve said yours

And I’ve said mine again

So it’s your turn

Tell them to me,

All that I did

I promise, I will listen

Yes, it’s your turn

I’m more concerned about your hurt,

Right now,

Much more than how I am feeling

And cause it’s your turn

My better part,

Tell them to me gently

And with your heart

And let’s agree on how to fix them

Then, restart.

--Flower Bleue

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[minthe-drawings]

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Your charismatic childhood best friend with an eye for fashion!📷 Childhood romances can stand the test of time, right?

[angelkwill]

Eternal Flame

The light is within—always was, is, and will be. Even if it’s just a small, flickering flame—
it just needs a little attention. Believe to receive;a re-kindling fire can inspire,making it blaze once again. -akw- ___©2024 Angel K WillBlog Photo by Rahul Pandit from PexelsLive Inspired, Love Well, Laugh OftenCheck out the bookstore; check out the art store

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Warning: [PG-13] This story contains elements, language, and topics that are not suited for minors, and can be sensitive to you. Please read at your own discretion.

[ REKINDLE | ACT I: The Grim Reaper Pays a Visit ]

October 1, 2025. 333 years since the Spellcaster Trials.

He had finished tormenting and pulling out the last soul connected to the Spellcaster Trials. Sending them to the void was nothing but vengeance from his part. Vengeance for everything that they did to his beloved, more than to him. He couldn’t care less about his past titles, power, or himself.

He thought about when he used to be alive, a good person, while making his way to Glimmerbrook. He no longer carried the goodness in him that he once did. Grief, hate, remorse, vengeance… all lived within him. All made him into what he is now: Death itself.

As Lucian emerged from the depths into the ruins of the Magic Realm’s entrance, he was taken aback. It had been more than a hundred years since the trials… and somehow the entrance to the Magic Realm was standing tall once again. He, of course, hasn’t been around Glimmerbrook since the day he died. Many things occurred between then and now… and he was always in the hunt for specific souls that had moved out of this magical place. 

As his Death Scythe touched the entrance, Lucian quickly realized that only people, beings, who had been granted permission could enter. It bothered him immensely, it made his anger grow. Theron must be turning in his grave right now, or so he thought. And he needed to deal with this, with whoever touched and rebuilt Theron’s precious creation. As he was about to strike one of the pillars, he felt someone else approaching and turned around to face them.

“Reapers aren’t welcome here, friend.”

A young man in his early 20’s. A spellcaster. Just what in the world had happened in Glimmerbrook while he was away? When did Glimmerbrook started being so accepting of… of… of all this!? 

Lucian stared at him, while slowly lowering his scythe. A warning. The boy stared back, his frown deepening and his guard up. For Lucian, it was easy to crawl into the boy’s insides, to drag his claws along the walls of his soul… only to discover their impenetrability. Something, someone powerful was shielding those walls. It was all Lucian needed to know before retreating into the depths. The Magic Realm’s entrance… the boy…

He was going to trace the boy’s steps and whereabouts… and find whoever did all of this… Whoever was shielding the boy, that must be it…

If only Lucian knew…

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FIBA Asia Cup Qualifiers: India faces Qatar hoping to rekindle campaign under new coach Flemming

The Indian men’s national basketball team will look to revive its FIBA Asia Cup 2025 qualifiers campaign when it faces Qatar in the Group E match at the Nehru Indoor Stadium here on Friday. India will come into the tie on the back of consecutive losses to Kazakhstan and Iran in the first two games of the qualifiers held in February. It will be head coach Scott Flemming’s first real test since…