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[azrielslightintheshadows]

Heyoo! Can i request az x reader where they're mates and vowed to each other that till death do them apart. But az started questioning if he would die for his mate ever since elain came into picture, bcos of the 3 brothers for 3 sisters thing. And reader sort of found out about az's feelings and wanted time off from each other. Then all of a sudden war broke out in the court and everything was crazy. Reader went out to look for az making sure he is safe when she saw an arrow shot towards him and reader took the hit for az. And az started to regret his doubt in thie relationship and begging for his mate's forgiveness. Major angst pls and the ending is up to you! Thank you and have a great day 💖

Scattered Vows.

Azriel x f!Reader

Warnings; way too much angst, mentions of death and battle. Mental illness.

Masterlist.

Part 2

Uhm my heart broke. I think you will need a tissue box.

You watched the door of your bedroom for what felt like hours. A sigh escaped your lips, and you pressed your head on your mate’s pillow, his scent so faint like he hadn’t slept in your bed for weeks. And he probably hadn’t, you couldn’t remember the last time he stayed in bed for more than three hours.

The city was bright and warm offering a perfect view from the hill you were currently standing on. Your friends’ eyes were filled with tears as they watched you and your mate standing in front of the priestess.

“What do you vow to each other?” She asked.

“I vow to be by your side, protecting you and loving you until my last breath.” Azriel’s eyes watered as he spoke, his scarred hands grabbed your own and he pressed a soft kiss on your skin.

“I vow to always support you and love you. To always shield you from any harm, heck I would even take an arrow for you.” You chuckled and Azriel smiled.

“May the Mother bless this union and let it bloom like the most precious flowers” the priestess shouted and started murmuring a prayer.

“I love you my angel” Azriel whispered.

“I love you” you whispered back as the tears streamed down your face.

You teared up at the memory. Those vows meant something right? Even though he reeked of jasmine when he came back, he loved you right?

You heard the door open, and your mate’s footsteps filled the silence, making you wipe your tears and sit up. He removed his boots to not wake you and you suppressed the urge to scoff, you slowly slipped out of bed and walked down the hall to find him.

He was standing at the middle of the kitchen watching the two cold plates on the table with a frown.

“You’re here” you noted, and he glanced at you.

“Please don’t start I’m not in the mood.” He huffed.

“Don’t start what Azriel? You stood me up AGAIN” you threw your hands in the air.

“Fine you want to do this now? Okay” he yelled, and you flinched.

Azriel had never raised his voice at you, it was one of the things you loved about him, how you could always talk things out without wrecking your vocal cords.

“Where were you?” You asked and stepped closer.

“I had to finish some reports” he replied and you stepped even closer making him back off, you quirked a brow knowing exactly why he did it and marched to him sniffing. Jasmine.

Your hands clenched into fists, and you growled “you were finishing off reports or Elain’s cunt?”

His eyes widened and he bared his teeth “don’t speak for her like that”.

Your heart broke into million pieces, every fear suddenly felt real and deep down you realized that the union bloomed like a beautiful flower, but in Elain’s garden.

“You’re defending her?” You gaped at him, your face pale.

“I can’t do this anymore y/n. Lately I’ve been thinking about everything and especially our vows…” he trailed off and you felt like his feet were stepping over the pieces of your heart, crushing them into even smaller fragments.

“Go on” you whispered and let the tears escape.

“I’ve been thinking about Cassian and Rhys…they are mated with two of the sisters and I wonder if I should be mated to the third one. Three brothers and three sisters.” He explained and his eyes watered.

“What?” You asked him.

“I just don’t feel like I want to protect you until my last breath…. Because I can’t protect both of you at the same time…” he avoided your eyes

“You want to protect her until your last breath” you whispered and he nodded.

“Okay, please pack your things and leave.” You continued.

“Don’t do this” he breathed “I’m so confused, I’m not even sure if this is what I want. I just spend time with her to see if I’m really interested or if it’s just a sick thought”

“You want me to stay with you until you decide which one you want?” You gasped at his nerve.

“I-i don’t know. Can we just take a break? I won’t touch her I promise I just need some time to think.” He pleaded.

You felt numb, and an adamant wall fell on your side of the bond, blocking him entirely.

You just wanted to be alone, you didn’t have any more power to argue. “Okay. Pack your things and leave and we will speak again when you make your decision.” You lied hoping it will get him out of the house as soon as possible.

“Thank you” he gave you a sad smile and walked into your bedroom. The small cottage you two had built a few months before the ceremony felt empty and dull now as every promise of love died slowly.

You covered your mouth with your palm to keep the sobs in as you clenched your eyes shut and let the tears flow. Azriel reached the door with a small bag thrown over his shoulder and glanced back at you. You turned your back on him and waited to hear the door shutting.

“I’ll be back” he promised and left.

When you couldn’t hear the beating sound of his wings anymore you let it all out, a heartbreaking scream wrecked your throat and you dropped on your knees. Every kiss, every touch, every promise pierced your skin and escaped to the darkness of the sky.

You remained on the kitchen floor for two days, letting every feeling out hoping that it would stop hurting so bad. You reached a point of numbness, where even your love for him was dull now, cursing at yourself for trusting him. He had your fragile heart in his hands, and he crushed it into mist, without a care, without a hint of regret. You pictured him in her arms and rage made your body tremble, you despised her even though it wasn’t her fault. She sure was a wicked female for leading on a mated male but then again why should she care? He was the one who should have said no.

A booming sound pulled you out of your thoughts and you felt the ground shaking making you furrow your eyebrows and peek out the window. Velaris' shield was gone, you couldn’t feel the magic anymore and winged creatures descended from the sky, slaughtering everyone in their path. The autumn court’s banners emerged from the mountains, with an army behind them. You gasped and quickly grabbed a dagger, running out of the cottage and winnowing to the main square, Feyre and Mor were there holding swords and shouting at people to hide.

“Where’s Azriel?” you shouted at Feyre.

“He….” She paused “He took Elain out of the city, he’ll be back in a few minutes.”

You shook your head, not letting your family’s betrayal cloud your senses. They knew and they supported them, like you never existed.

You ran towards the creatures letting all your feelings out as you sliced their necks, your vision clouding and the image of Azriel flying Elain to safety was the only thing you could see. You crouched and placed your hand on the ground screaming, your eyes became white, and your power flowed out of you, destroying creatures and buildings on its way. You gasped for air and glanced around you, Azriel had landed a few steps behind you, his eyes wide as he stared at you and what you did. You noticed a creature lurking in the corner with a bow in its hands, it grabbed an arrow and pointed it to your mate making your face pale.

“Az” you screamed and ran… ran like your life depended on it, the arrow was shot, Azriel whipped his head to the direction, and you jumped, using the remaining power to lunge yourself in front of him. Silence, deafening silence, a cry, pain, fear and darkness.

Azriel watched the arrow piercing your skin and the tip emerging from your back.

“I vow to always support you and love you. To always shield you from any harm, heck I would even take an arrow for you.” It rang in his mind.

“I would even take an arrow for you.” He cried out your name.

"I would even take an arrow for you.” “Stop” he ordered himself.

“I would even take an arrow for you.” He grabbed his head, his hands covering his ears.

“I would even take an arrow for you.” “No” he screamed and started hitting his head.

“I vow to be by your side, protecting you and loving you until my last breath.” He fell on his knees.

“Lately I’ve been thinking about everything and especially our vows… I just don’t feel like I want to protect you until my last breath…. Because I can’t protect both of you at the same time…”  Darkness.

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Azriel woke up with a groan, he was in his room in the house of wind. He glanced around and noticed Elain sitting on a chair by his bed, her hand holding his own.

He stirred a bit and pulled his hand back making her flinch and open her eyes.

“Az” she whispered and tried to pull him in her arms.

“No! Where is she?” he shouted.

Rhysand entered his room and nodded at Elain to get out.

“Rhys where is she?” Azriel raised his voice again.

“Calm down, you need to rest, your shadows almost strangled you to death” his brother spoke.

“What? Why?” he gaped.

Rhys sighed “I went into your mind while you were asleep, you ordered them to strangle you because you wanted the thoughts to go away”.

Azriel’s eyes watered “Where is she? I have to go to her, I have to apologize. I need to beg her not to leave me”.

“I’m sorry brother, you’ve been out for five days. We couldn’t wait any longer so we buried her at the garden of your cottage”

“No!” Azriel screamed “No no no”

“I vow to always support you and love you. To always shield you from any harm, heck I would even take an arrow for you.”  “NO” he screamed again as his body started seizing.

“Lately I’ve been thinking about everything and especially our vows… I just don’t feel like I want to protect you until my last breath…. Because I can’t protect both of you at the same time…”  “Make it stop, please make it stop” he cried out.

Rhysand quickly moved to his side and grabbed his head making him go to sleep again.

“I’m sorry brother” he whispered and glanced at Feyre who was standing at the door, tears were streaming down her face.

“It’s done” she informed him and let him in her mind.

“Are you sure you want to do this y/n?” She asked you.

“Yes, this is for the best. Just tell him I’m dead.” You replied.

“Okay, please take care of her.” She spoke.

“I will, I promise to give her a place in my court” Eris nodded.

“Thank you” Feyre replied, “for everything, we wouldn’t defeat Beron without you”.

“It was my pleasure” Eris smirked and grabbed your hand.

Feyre let a tear slip as she watched you disappearing with Eris.

“Do you think he will survive this?” She asked Rhysand.

“I doubt it.” He sighed and they walked out, closing the door and locking it.

Sorry <3

[deadpool15]

My girl

Watching her sit there and dance now, that was amazing. I mean, I love to see my girl dance, especially since I know it took her a lot of courage to battle someone like Kristen. She was known in the dance world, and when she went up their you could see it in everyone's eyes. Curiosity yet excitement, though no one wished to take one that level themselves, so when she stood up and looked at us, I knew at that moment I would be happy no matter what. Bada was always cheering us on throughout the entire competition she was on our side. Even when I told her I had a thing for her little sister Yaya. She was our youngest member on the BEBE crew, and now everyone saw the skill and wanted her to join, but she didn't. "You're an amazing dancer, Yaya, and you would be a great addition to the crew. When have I ever been wrong about something like this," we watched Bada sit there trying to compromise with her younger sister, who before today we had no idea she had. "You're my big sister. You're supposed to say that. Can you imagine what it will be like. At times like this, I'm grateful we don't look alike, I'll be known as the downgrade Lee sister."

After some time, we managed to get her on the crew, even getting her to become my girlfriend with the help of her older sister, of course. Getting her listening to the comments of our crew was tough, like we knew that everyone was gonna put on a facade for the show but like wow they were either very good at it or just shit talking for fun. Then, when we heard the comments about Yaya, all hell broke loose.

Biggy- So it seems we have more then a two international teams?

Nob- But she is on team BEBE, so probably just another one of Bada's lost cause of a student.

Redlic- Yes, I remember her she took one of my classes before she isn't the best. It was actually sad to watch.

Redy- She is Bada's younger sister, I remember seeing her when she was a lot younger during our Cupcakes era.

Halo- I would hate to be her. Imagine living in someone's shadow your entire life.

I looked over and was pissed how dare they say that about my fucking girl. She is more talented than any of these wannabes. "That's bullshit and they know it," we were all shocked by Badas' words. Never had she been so ill tempted to swear on camera. We sat down comforting Yaya. She has always been the sensitive type. "Hey, bubbs, don't listen to even of them, ok? You have more talent in your left thumb than they have in their entire bodies." I tell her, smiling while grabbing her body to bring her closer to me. The rest of the team starts nodding their heads, agreeing with me. Everyone else comes down with LADYBOUNCE glaring at us like we were supposed to be scared or gi e a shit.

Back to where we were, the dance battle with Kristen was normal, giving us your average thrill and suspense until it started getting sexual. Now I know how people think when they see Yaya, shit I think like that when I see her. Kristen was giving her the bedroom eyes, my fucking girl. Everyone was sealed once Yaya gained a burst of confidence and decided to throw her ass back against Kristen. Now, any other time one would say a great battler plays along with thie opponents, dancing with them to throw them off their game, it's something I've learned in freestyle. Now, when I see people do it, I praise them for having good battle techniques, but as soon as Kristen started angling her hips to catch some ass I was done. The battle was over. Well, there was, and it seemed like my mine had just begun.

Before I knew it Kristen started becoming closer, I mean Jam Republic as a whole was cool and buddies with us but none of them shared such a distinct interest in a short, ebony beautiful young lady that happened to me my fucking girl. Getting her number to hand out was cool, I'm not overly possessive, so I was fine with that. Going shopping and eating together was ok, but clubbing was just a fucking no no. This leads us to this moment. "Baby, I love you so much, ok. And I trust you wholeheartedly. But you're not going to club with Kristen." I say while holding her waist, causing her smile to drop and back up from me. "Why, not?" I truly do love my baby, but she was so oblivious that sometimes anyone could see that girl wanted her except of course herself. "Baby, she has been trying to get with you for months, and I know she is your friend, and you see her as one, but she definitely wants fuck you ok. Anyone can see it. Especially in that dress I mean I would wanna fuck you too." She smiled for a moment before remembering the situation and there it goes the argument had begin.

"You have always had some time against her from day one when she is just trying to be nice. She is my friend, and I don't say shit about any of your friends that you have out with when you wanna go dance and drink." I was sitting on the bed staring at her. She looked so beautiful in that dress, but it left nothing to the imagination. Her ass was literally hanging out, and it was hard to focus on the right things. "First of all, watch your mouth. You know I don't like the swearing, and second I don't exactly have anything against Kristen, I'm pretty sure she is a nice person when she isn't trying to get into other people's girlfriends pants baby," she rolls her eyes at me before sucking her teeth and then going to the bathroom. "OK, I'm being patient with your baby, and I completely understand you're upset. You got all pretty, and you can't go out, so how about we go do something, huh? Go on a date." I tell her to try to ease the attitude she is having now before I blow up on her. "First of all, fuck you. I'm not going anywhere with you, and second, I'm a grown ass woman. I can swear when I want to, especially when my girlfriend feels like being annoying, ok?" I clenched my jaw before yanking her towards me and shoving her on the bed. "Can't be fucking nice to you can I? You wanna go out and be pretty for your little friend ok. Let's make you look all pretty for her."

And that's how we ended up in this position, with her face down ass up as I shoved my strap into her back to back. I had pressed the record button on my phone a while ago, getting the idea of sending Kristen a little message to make shit clear. "Aww, come on, baby, your camera shy now. You usually love the camera. Love sha-aking your ass on people and all that stuff, don't you. Look at the fucking camera little girl." She glazes up through her lashes, looking so fucking ruined. Just how I like her. Eyes rolling to the back of her head after coming for the fourth time tonight. "Tired baby?" She moans out voice only able to produce moans at this point, she was all fucked out. But I had a point to prove. "How about you tell our little friend here who you belong to, baby?" I smirk, watching her start to scratch the pillows up again, gasping for her. Pushing into her slowly now while rubbing clit. Pussy all swollen, and dripping from the previous times she came. "Can you do it, baby, since you are so grown. Remember that?"

She started whining for me to go faster until I looked to up and seeing Kristen texted her. "Would you look at that baby, your little admirer misses you. I wonder where you are and why you're so busy." I make sure to thrust faster after each word. Her cries can be heard all the way outside the room. "S-soo.... s-sorry....pls." I smile at that, "Are you baby. Ready to be my little obedient girl again, aren't you. Just tell me who you belong to." She tries to hide in my neck away from the camera before yelling out. "M-Minah... Belong to Minah. All yours." I push myself up while grabbing her hips to thrust faster and play with her beautiful tits. I lean over, kissing her cheek before shoving my tongue in her mouth. "That's right, baby, my girl." By the time I was done with her, she forgot all about her plans with Kristen, we lay in bed cuddling while watching a movie, then I looked at the phone and sent the video to her, gotta make sure she understands. "All mine."

(Request by @itstherenaissance)

[cup1dt3a]

Hello, I saw that you were writing for Welcome home and was wondering (If you took requests for it) if you could possibly do a possessive/obsessive (if you want to do Yonder you can!) Wally Darling x reader where the reader has a bird, when weird things start to turn up and objects start to disappear- the comfort of their home grows sour- they end up questioning themselves on what is happening and that they may have a squatter or even a stalker/ intruder who enters the home when the are either away, at work or asleep till the bird starts screeching out "Darling" in the middle of the night and would freak the hell out when ever the reader has Wally or he gets anywhere close to the doll/ puppet?

(Browny points if Reader sees Wally as a comfort object/stuffy)

I thought it would be a cool lill thingy.

If not that is A OK! I only wish for you to be comfortable!

I LOVE THIE IDEA And birds <33 Tysm for the request! And don’t worry I am comfortable with this request tysm for asking either way. Also the bird is a parakeet but I just like the word budgie more! It sounds just sooo cute and fun to say! Hope you and everyone are having an amazing day/night

Warning ⚠️ angst, bad home life, panic attack description

( I might have gone a little overboard with this one so there are some warnings. I’m sorry but the angst gods told me to make ppl cry a river and I had to please them)

“ Aren’t you just sweet?” You cooed out to your little budgie Bean as they nuzzled your face.

“Sweet bird! Sweet bird!” She squawked in agreement.

She was a little green budgie you had recently gotten from the pet store after months of saving. Bean was your dream pet. As a child you would always beg your parents for a budgie and constantly tell them everything you knew about them. But finally after moving out you had finally gotten your dream bird. And they were most definitely worth the wait from how sweet they were. Just a little cuddle bug and sometimes a mischievous little thing. For they had made it a habit of stealing some of your things to make a nest. It was cute but you needed your things back for your work.

After a month of having bean things started to feel odd. Not odd as in pigs flying but as if you were being watched. You knew it wasn’t bean because you would leave her beside one of your windows to have some sunlight in your kitchen. You would move her little “ house” to your room during the day. But at night you would move it to the kitchen due to her squawking a lot. At first it confused you why she would constantly squawk at night, but you thought it was maybe because of some of your room decor scaring her. Once you moved her out of your room to the kitchen she had finally stopped. Poor baby scared of something in your room. You just wished you knew what it was.

You cuddled your Wally plush sighing as you stretched to go see what Bean was screeching about. Your budgie had been constantly almost every night yelling for you. It was concerning. At first you brushed it off as then just having separation anxiety but you were wrong. You needed sleep for work but your small bean came before that. As you went to the kitchen you hurriedly gently got them out of their cadge to comfort them. This wasn’t good. It’s a well known fact that birds could be scared to death. You might have to sadly get rid of Bean if this kept happening. You loved her but you didn’t want her to die because you couldn’t bear to part with her. You gently scratched the top of their head to soothe them.

You had brought them back in your room where Wally sat on top of your bed still. As soon as you got in there with Bean they started to freak out squawking “ Darling! Darling!”

Oh shit! They were scared of Wally. You placed them into their cadge before gently putting Wally away under your bed. They soon stopped calming down finally.

“ Poor baby. I’m sorry I didn’t notice.” You said to the bird.

You felt horrible for not noticing Beans distress over the puppet. How could you not have noticed for so long? Poor Bean.But you still wondered why they would freak out even when in the kitchen. Must be cats or something you thought as you cradled the tiny bird. Seeing them finally ok. Your tired brain had time to wonder what was bothering them in the kitchen later since it was late and you had a shift at 5 in the morning you needed the sleep. Yawning as you pet their fluffy green feathers for the last time before putting them to bed. You went to your own plopping face first onto the bed before snoring the night away. While a certain pair of eyes glared at the finally peaceful bird.

This isn’t going to well at all

“Yeah you know that Wally plush I have? Yeah turns out Bean was just very scared of it.” You told one of your friends as you gave in another order of food to the back.

“ I wouldn’t blame them! That thing is creepy and how long have you had it for again…oh yeah 12 years!” They announced while you rolled your eyes before walking off to your next table.

It’s only been 12 years plus Wally is in very good condition because you may or may not have studied a lot about how to keep plushes in good shape for years. But that doesn’t matter! Wally was just a toy you always had. It felt as if he was always there for you. Listening to your frustrations, rants, bottled up feelings, and even helped you go through the worst year of your life.

Wally was given to you when a friend of yours had noticed you’ve been on the brink of harming yourself for a while. Your home situation wasn’t that good. And they had become worried, so on they gave you Wally. And you just felt a bit of a connection with the doll. It could maybe be that his eyes always looked like they were at attention every time you needed just somebody and Wally turned into your somebody. Sure plushies didn’t work for everyone but Wally did for you so whatever.

As you brought another ticket to the kitchen you had noticed a familiar color of blue poking out of your bag. You rushed to it flipping the top over to see Wally still staring at you with his smile and wide eyes at full attention as always.

“ How did-“ you muttered before being caught off by your boss yelling “_____ keep it moving!”

You hurriedly nodded as put the plus as gently as you fastly could back into your bag. This was the second time you accidentally brought him to work with you. It might have been from habit of always carrying him around but you don’t know you your anxious brain would bring him. You were now scared of being him anywhere except around the comfort of your home. For the fear of losing him, getting him dirty, one of his stitches coming loose, or even one of the cute buttons on his blouse popping off.

You must have just been so rushed today from your lack of sleep and accidentally put him in your bag as you were moving it out from under your bed.

You failed to once again notice the hateful glare threatening your boss as they still had their little yellow head poked out the bag.

Finally after finishing your shift you were called to your bosses office. You dreaded being fired is he going to fire you? Is he sick of you bringing your plush to work by accident. You don’t get that distracted by Wally right? Right?

“ Do you know why I called you here?” She asked while her arms were crossed.

“ No ma’am…am I going to get fired?” You hesitantly asked.

“No _____ but. You need to stop bringing that thing to work! It’s been a distraction to you everytime! This is the second time I’ve had to give you a warning the next time I have to I’ll be letting you go. Do you understand?” She sneered clearly once again upset with your performance at work.

“Yes…Yes ma’am I promise next time to be sure they’re not in my bag before leaving for work.” You promised.

“Thank you _____. But don’t forget that I will fire you if you also continue to daze off during your shifts too.” She remarked as you nodded before turning your back to get out of there.

All the while this time the doll sent a silent threat to your boss. Mortifying her.

Finally home you started to feel as if something was off about it. As you went to see where Bean was they were fast asleep behind their little toy. Yu stared in awe at how cute they were before silently putting some food I. Their cadge when they wake up. Their water was still full and you cleaned it yesterday so they’ll be fine.

You headed off to your room know Bean will alert you when they awake. As you got to your room to try and find some of your pens you noticed they weren’t there anymore. It was odd because you hadn’t had a break to use them in a while so how are they suddenly gone? You then looked for your headphones nowhere to be seen. Even looking for just a hair brush no where to be seen. That’s odd very odd. You used your headphones and hairbrush this morning. How could they not be there. This was creepy. You then looked for one of your oversized shirts once again no where to be seen. All of them except your blue and rainbow one could be seen. You then headed to your bathroom. Toothbrush, perfume, and even retainers gone. What the fuck. What the actual fuck this doesn’t just happen no. Bean couldn’t have done this because they were in their bird house all day. And you knew how to unlock it so… Is there someone in your apartment?

No there can’t be the window is shut, every door still shut, your front door locked, and everything was still as neat as you left it. Do you have some kind of creepy stalker in your house? No no! This can’t be happening you might have just misplaced them? Right you are just forgetful! No one can be in here you live alone with Bean. What if that’s what’s been causing her to squeak out every night. Were they trying to alert you? No, if someone was in here they would have still be screaming out.

You felt too hesitant to go to bed. The lingering question if some stranger being in your house scare you to the bone. You cuddled your Wally plush close to you. Scared. Being full of all the dreadful thing someone could do while you slept. Or even the horrific idea of what they could do to you. Were you just paranoid? Is everything off and you misplaced them all. You didn’t know you were just scared. Tomorrow was your off day and you for once wished it wasn’t just not wanting to be in here right now but at the moment you had no where else to go. You couldn’t sell your house and clean it out because that would take months of work you didn’t have time for. You just wanted to sleep for one night with bean not disturbing you. Why must the world be so cruel with its ridiculous powerful anxiety prone ways of giving you a panic attack? Why does everything go wrong for you? You just wanted to live a good rest of whatever life you had once free from the old place you called home not worried about some stalker.

You held your breath trying to hear if anyone was there. Even as your eye’s watered you still tried to keep it in. But eventually after 5 hours of keeping your eyes open they eventually closed drained from work and too many all nighters.

You woke up with Wally’s head now onto oof yours in almost a hugging position. And a few loud squawks coming from the kitchen. It was 2 pm now. Geez you slept for that long. You hesitantly got up looking around to see anything misplaced. Thankfully nothing was gone or placed somewhere else. You went to the kitchen the atmosphere of your home still as sour as it was when you came in you had seen Bean happily fluttering around wanting you to hug him. Even going as far as to demand them.

“ Hug and Kiss! Pretty bird! Hug and kiss pretty bird!” They chanted making you chuckle.

This is what you needed just this little distraction. Maybe you were just paranoid now seeing your two shirts on the laundry machine. As you turned around with Bean placed o toy our finger to get some food your hopes once again came crashing down. After they seemed to look up a heart gaped apple now laid on your counter white a yellow note beside the now sticky knife.

“ A sweet for my sweet <3”

No no no no no! No! This isn’t happening! No this wasn’t! Why does everything just go wrong for you? You needed to get out of here now. As you hurriedly for yours and beans things you tried to open the door only for it to not budge. How could it lock from the outside the only way to unlock it was in here. You set Bean aside as they tilted their head in confusion. You then started to aggressively try to pry the door open. Even going as far as to beat on it. After an hour of doing this till your throat was sore you stopped.

You were now trapped with some sociopath. You started to hyperventilate sinking down to the floor crying. You didn’t know what to do! Your phone is gone. Because as you hurriedly got everything you noticed it wasn’t on your nightstand.

You felt helpless and trapped. Bean was event running low on food. You don’t want to be here. You just wanted some peace. You’re scared and overly anxious. You’re pretty sure you might have a panic strake from the rapid beating of your heart, the ache in your chest making it too tight to breathe and the endless flow of tears. As you shake out Bean worriedly plops on top of your head while you shaking figure tries to calm down.

“ Pretty bird! Wanna kiss? Mwah!” They squawked placing a gentle constant mwah with every kissing peck of theirs.

“ Oh pretty birds so sweet.” You cooed slightly calming down as the ache in your chest still left you gasping for air.

Just as you were starting to calm down a loud potter patter started to be heard across the floor.

“ Darling! Darling!” They panicked.

You went pale now knowing who your captor was as the familiar wide eyes and wide smile peered down onto you.

Tysm for reading! Hope you enjoyed! I’m almost done with some of my requests so hope you enjoyed this one. And whoever requested this hope it lived up to your standards! Anyways hope you all have a good day or it gets better!

Sincerely -Cup1dT3a 💌

[iknewyouweretroubletv]

track 8) florida!!!

I LOVE THIE SONG! it discusses disappearing from your hometown and going somewhere where nobody will know who you are, what wrongful things you did and forget any mistakes you made. it is about having a fresh start during a time where everything feels like shit. the song compares ‘florida’ to a drug that makes you forget and not exist for a while (“florida!!! Is one hell of a drug / can I use you up? / fuck me up florida”) which is what the narrator wants to do at this point of the story. I love the harsh drum beats every time taylor and florence sing the word florida, they also sound sooo good together

[nagirambles]

Rambling about Fairies - Manga Chapter 202

The two ship-based pairs in thie arc are actually... quite similar? The set up the upcoming couples, but other than that.

They both started off as enemies. Specifically, the S-class candidate in these teamups lost against their partners. Definitely people focus more on Gajevy and its problematic parts, but I feel it's not as emphasized how Evergreen turned Elfman into stone after curbstomping him in Fantasia. It's the same 'one sided defeat followed by being put on display/humiliated' situation.

I guess, sure, it was only a short fight and not nearly as bad as crucifying someone after marking her belly with the enemy's insignia, but like. I feel Elfgreen could have had an interestingly shaky development similar to Gajevy's powerful strides, if they didn't immediately focus on Tsundere and ganguro tropes. Not to say Gajevy was perfect or anything, they had their tremors, but like, Mashima knew where he was going with it.

Pointedly, Evergreen and Gajeel are both pushy and dominant, and Elfman and Levy are often just strung along their pace. (Especially in the case Evergreen fakes being engaged to Elfman to get past Mirajane.) Both of these pairs needed the help of their partners to get as far as they did on Tenrou. (Elfman definitely wouldn't have gotten past Mira if it wasn't for Evergreen being the crafty person she is, and well, Gajeel does literally save Levy.)

Elfman and Levy do pull their weight at times, but in the middle of the arc, they both break down crying because their partners are unconscious and they're mourning the fact they couldn't protect them better.

It's... a big thorough parallel, actually, I'm quite fascinated how far it goes. Maybe I'll follow them both along as we go through the arc's battles later on.

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Thie child he had with his human mate comes running up to him. "Daddy/Poppa/etc, I can do the same magic you can do now. Watch this!" The child summons a small bone attack for the first time. How does each skeleton react?

Undertale Sans - Uh. He didn't know that could happen. He has a dumb little smile on the face looking at these very small baby bones. That feels like forever since he trained Papyrus for the first time. Damn, are you that old already? His soul weirdly aches. He tells you he's proud of you but to maybe not show off this to their school friends before he can talk to your teacher. Also, he will start training you a little as his and Papyrus magic was absolutely wide and maybe your teacher would not appreciate you throwing a storm of bones around if you get angry.

Undertale Papyrus - He loses his jaw, then screams excitidly and makes you fly in his arms. Your head is spinning but you can't stop giggling. Papyrus is so proud he takes a photo of your bone and sends it to all his friends and his brother. Sans will have a talk in the evening to remind him how strong was his magic and to teach the kid to maybe canalise it as fast as they can.

Underswap Sans - Oh shit you can make magic. That was not supposed to happen. Blue is both impressed and terrified. What are you supposed to do when it's start happening? Baby humans manuals don't talk about this??? He might be freaking out now. He shakily tells his kid it's great while panic-texting his brother to ask what the hell he is supposed to do now.

Underswap Papyrus - He snatches his kid from the ground and chokes them in a tight hug. The kid is growling and struggling, but Honey doesn't let go, on the verge of crying. He needs comfort right now and you're the only one available for a hug. He's so proud of his kid but also a bit sad because it means you're growing up and that you're becoming more independent. He didn't even think about the fact humans are not supposed to do magic.

Underfell Sans - He crashes your bones with one of his. "no." You look at him, confused and a bit hurt, before becoming even more confused when it's very clear Red is holding himself from crying. He's not ready for you having magic yet. Stay baby. You are forbidden to grow up yet, he's not ready. Stop growing now.

Underfell Papyrus - About time! He wondered where the hell you were going to do your first attack, even if S/O said it's not possible since you're half human. As usual, he was right, because the terrible Papyrus is always right. He can finally start the training program he planned the day after your birth! He can't wait to show you how to kick Uncle Red ass. He's so proud.

Horrortale Sans - Tiny baby bones. They're so small. He forgot bones used to be this small in the beginning. He looks haunted, a bit nostalgic, but he's smiling. For once it's a good memory from the past. He brushes your hair and pats your head affectuously. Keep going like this and he's sure one of these days you're going to beat his bones. Not that it's really hard in the first place, but still.

Horrortale Papyrus - The plate of pastas he's holding flies on the ceiling and stays stuck there. Willow lets go the biggest swear he has ever said before putting his two hands in front of his mouth when he realises the kid is still here. Oops. The plate of pastas chooses this moment to fall back, right on his head, knocking him out. That was some intense moment for Willow. He's going to need a few minutes to think about that. He's definitely excited though. And he has a headache.

Swapfell Sans - He raises an eyebrow. You call that a bone? It can barely be called that. He sighs. He guesses he has to do everything in this house and teach you how to do it properly. What would the world do without him. He wants to show off so bad he fails his attack and blasts his own face. The kid can't stop laughing, and then says that maybe they should show him how it's done. Nox gasps, offended.

Swapfell Papyrus - He has flashbacks of Nox's training where he couldn't use his magic right and almost impaled him a dozen of times. Great. He can't wait to be almost impale again. He gives you a thumb up, but he's sweating so hard right now. Please don't be like his brother, he's begging you.

Fellswap Gold Sans - Is the kid challenging him? He can do that too. He creates a bone and throws it on the kid, knocking them out. ... Shit. He discretly goes back home and acts like nothing happened, just saying to his S/O the kid is napping in the sun. Worst dad of the century.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - The kid attacks him. Coffee was not ready and got knocked out in one hit. The kid is panicking, screaming his name. When Coffee wakes up and the kid asks what he thinks of his attack, he faints. Maybe... Maybe let's talk about this later. Coffee needs a moment to proceed the information.

[highwaytothedangerzone502]

Foxtrot Alpha Alpha - Chapter 1

Pairing: Hangman x Female OC

Word Count: 1868

Warnings: Bad home life

Summary: Hangman learned his lesson a long time ago to never show his true feelings when someone's words or actions hurt him. To do so showed weakness that could be exploited, and Seresin men couldn't show weakness. Of course, there was an exception to every rule, and Jake's always came in the form of women, three in particular: his mom, Juliette Kazansky, and the girl whose name he could no longer bring himself to speak. She was the girl that got away; she was his biggest 'what if' and his biggest regret; she would forever be the ghost that haunted his dreams. Jake believed that's where she'd stay, for he would surely never see her again after what he did.

Or so he thought.

Notes: Thie is the sequel to India Lima Yankee; I'm using the same callsign for the Female OC as in Ghost Story because I just really like it, but they are different characters; chapters in italics are flashbacks.

Chapter Songs: Run Here

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Hangman

From the outside looking in, the Seresin family had it all: a big house, a successful business that continued to grow, and the perfect family. Jake wished people saw the truth- the screaming matches behind closed doors, the tears that rolled down his mom's face afterward, the coldness of his dad, the impossible standards of perfection the Seresin patriarch expected of his kids.

No.

That he expected of Jake.

For some reason, one Jake had never been able to figure out, Michael Seresin always held his youngest son to the highest of standards, which Jake could never meet no matter how hard he tried. Getting an 'A' on a test wasn't enough. He needed that 'A-plus.' He didn't make varsity football his freshman year, which he had tried to explain that no freshman ever made varsity because of specific rules at the high school, but Michael Seresin wouldn't hear of it. Even when Jake became the first sophomore in his high school's history to join the varsity football team with a starting position as quarterback, it failed to satisfy his father. Natalie Seresin tried to atone for her husband's mistreatment, and Jake loved her for it, but he found himself avoiding his house as much as possible and hiding in his room whenever he did finally return, only coming down for meals.

His two older brothers- Nick and Matt- couldn't understand, nor did they try. They knew their father favored them and lorded it over Jake, rubbing it in viciously. They certainly took after their father. Jake ignored them, learning early on that if they failed to get a reaction out of him, they'd give up sooner on their taunting. It got better when they went off to college, but they always tried to start it up again when they returned home.

They were home now for the summer, working internships at the family business they would one day inherit. Michael Seresin expected Jake to follow in his footsteps as well, but Jake wanted nothing to do with it. He wanted out of that house, out of that town, and as much as he loved Texas, out of the state. Jake wanted to be as far away from his father as possible. He told his father he had no interest in joining the family business, which created a heated, nasty argument, ending with Michael calling Jake, and not for the first time, the greatest disappointment to ever pollute the Seresin family tree.

Jake left after that, going for a walk to clear his head and hide the tears that threatened to break free. Crying was a weakness, and 'true' Seresin men never showed weakness. He hated his life, and the second he could leave, he would. Where he'd go, he had no idea, but he'd figure it out.

As he walked through the woods, the shade of the trees providing some relief from the unrelenting heat and sun, the sound of a guitar caught Jake's attention. A melodic voice soon accompanied it, and unable to resist his rising curiosity, he followed the music. Carefully and silently approaching the location where it emanated from, Jake saw a familiar girl sitting on a blanket next to a small pond. She strummed on the guitar with skilled precision and sang the lyrics to what Jake now recognized as 'Run' by George Strait. He leaned against a tree, watching and listening, enjoying the show and impressed by her talent. The girl, wholly unaware of his presence, continued playing until the song ended. Then, deciding to announce himself rather than continue to stand there like a creep, Jake pushed himself off the tree and walked up to her, saying, "That was really good."

In the blink of an eye, she jumped up and swung her guitar at his head. Had Jake's reflexes kicked in a second later, he undoubtedly would be unconscious on the hard ground. He scrambled backward and out of strike range while she demanded, "What the hell?"

"Sorry! Sorry! I didn't mean to scare you!" Jake apologized, holding up his hands placatingly. "I heard you playing and came to check it out. You're the new girl at school. Annalise Blackwood, right?"

Recognition flickered in her eyes, and while she lowered her guitar, he still kept his distance. "Yeah. You're Jake Seresin."

"So you know me and still tried to knock me on my ass with a guitar?"

"The sun is directly behind you, so all I saw was a strange man approaching me," Annalise said indignantly. "What were you doing in the woods?"

"Wanted to go for a walk," Jake replied, twisting the truth. While he knew of Annalise, he didn't know her. He had no reason to trust her with the knowledge of his situation. "Why are you out here?"

"My sister has her new boyfriend over, I hate him, and I don't exactly have any friends here, so I came out here to practice my guitar."

"George Strait, right? 'Run'?"

"Yeah, it's my favorite song of his."

"You're really good," he praised sincerely. "How long have you known how to play guitar?"

Annalise sat on the blanket, gently resting the guitar next to her. "Since I was eight. My dad taught me, and I started teaching myself songs by ear."

"That's cool. I always wanted to learn how to play but never had the opportunity."

"How come?"

Jake shrugged, feigning nonchalance as he lied, "Sports and homework got in the way."

The truth was his dad wouldn't let him. Michael Seresin failed to see the value that learning a musical instrument provided. Jake couldn't come up with a plausible answer outside of the fact that he simply really wanted to learn, so his dad forbade him from learning.

"If you want to learn-" Annalise nodded at the guitar- "I can teach you."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah, but you'd have to come sit down with me."

Jake raised an eyebrow at her. "Are you going to try and whack me again?"

"No plans at the moment."

Biting back a smile, he strolled over and sat next to her. Annalise placed the guitar in his lap. For the next couple of hours, she taught him the basics of how to play. Being the perfectionist he was, it frustrated Jake that he didn't pick it up immediately, but Annalise assured him he was picking it up quickly. Her calmness managed to lower his frustration, and Jake forced himself to focus on everything she said rather than on his failings.

When the four-hour mark hit, Annalise said, "I think that's enough for today."

Although he wanted to continue, Jake agreed, realizing she probably wanted to get home. "Thanks for teaching me today."

"You're welcome. If you want to learn more, just let me know. It's fun to teach someone how to play."

"Would you like me to walk you home?"

His question appeared to take Annalise aback, judging by the surprised eyebrow raise. "Only if you want to. It's not far. Just like five minutes."

"That's fine. I don't mind." Jake had been taught by his mother that a gentleman always made sure that a girl got back to her place safely. He might've only met Annalise a few hours ago, but she would be no exception. Plus, it extended his time away from his own home, an extra bonus. He waited for her to pack her things and picked up the guitar to carry home for her. When she told him he didn't need to, Jake insisted he help. "It's the least I can do."

"Well, thank you," Annalise replied, smiling gratefully at him. The pair began strolling through the woods back to her house. "May I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"What were you really doing in the woods? No offense-" Annalise hesitated slightly before deciding to continue- "but I have a hard time believing someone like you simply wanted to go for a walk."

Jake bristled. "Why's that?"

"I don't know. It's just… you're the varsity quarterback. You're Mr. Popular. Surely you had friends to hang out with or football to practice?"

"I didn't. My friends are either out of town or working, and football practice doesn't start for a couple of weeks, so I have time to kill."

"I see. Sorry, you just didn't strike me as the time to take a nature walk in his spare time. That's all."

"I don't like being cooped up in the house. I like to be outside." What went unsaid was the fact he didn't want to be around his family. Desperate to move away from the subject, he asked, "I saw you had a book with you. What were you reading?"

"Oh, that. It's-" Annalise pulled out the massive book from her bag and handed it to him- "'The Complete Book of Fighters: An Illustrated Encyclopedia of Every Fighter Aircraft Built and Flown.' I want to become a naval aviator, so I'm learning everything I can about all things jets. Of course, some in here weren't used by the US or the Navy, but it's still so interesting! I've read it a couple of times already."

"Damn, you could get some reps with this thing!" Jake joked, reveling at the weight of the book. "Why the Navy? Why not the Air Force?"

"My mom works with the Navy a lot, and I always felt a calling toward it. The idea of being up in a fighter jet in the open sky is my dream."

Jake flipped through the book, fascinated by the drawings and pictures. "I'll have to check this out one day."

"You interested in jets?"

"I am now," he admitted, handing it back to her. They stopped at the gate to her backyard. "Well, thanks for the lesson today."

"Any time. If you want more, just let me know."

"I'd need your number for that." Jake pulled out his phone. A smile tugged on Annalise's lips as she rattled it off for him to enter. 

"Nice meeting you, Jake," she said, taking her guitar from him. "I'll see you around."

"Yeah, see you around."

Jake waited to ensure the gate shut securely behind Annalise before turning around and heading to his own home. He smiled to himself, happy to have had a bright spot on the day that had started so miserably. Annalise probably expected him to forget her because she saw him as 'Mr. Popular,' and they ran in very different social circles, but Jake had no intentions of today's meeting being a one-off. Annalise may have only taught him how to play guitar, but he'd felt a connection with her, one he couldn't place. Jake would wait until at least tomorrow to text her. He had to keep appearances up by not acting too desperate to see her again. At least, that's what Jake told himself. Ultimately, he texted her that night, asking to meet soon.

To his surprise, Annalise responded almost immediately, saying: Same spot tomorrow? 10 am?

Jake grinned and shot off an answer: See you then.

He turned on his alarm and set his phone down on the nightstand, and, for the first time in years, he fell asleep with a smile on his face.

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[felixcloud6288]

Higurashi: Festival Accompanying Chapter 32

The kids are playing tag while the adults are reenacting Mad Max.

Takano is beginning to scratch at herself.

The club members aren't even using their traps anymore.They've so thoroughly demoralized and scattered the Wild Dogs that they can take them out by popping out from behind the trees to scare them.

Okonogi, your bias is showing.

I'd love to see the conversation leading up to the club letting Hanyu engage in fear-tactics. Just a moment ago, she scared a guy by popping out from behind a tree and making barking noises, but now she's going full Oyashiro on these guys.

Like, when the club got their hands on some of the walkie-talkies, I imagine that Mion was trying to come up with a good scare and then Hanyu proposed the mountain god script with a full enactment.

I'd love to see the club members' faces watching this adorable little girl pull off a complete personality shift to play a murderous spirit.

And nobody comments when Rika casually says Hanyu is a deity.

Rika brought up the Gundam franchise. The original anime aired from 1979 to 1980 with a trio of compilation movies coming out in 1981 and 1982. I don't think we could call it a franchise at this point since the next Gundam series (Mobile Suit Zeta Gundam) came out in 1985.

By the way, Keiichi's voice actor in the visual novels and anime, Sōichirō Hoshi, also voices Kira Yamato, the protagonist of Gundam SEED. Depending on how things worked out, Rika's line about Keiichi playing a hero in Gundam might be either a coincidence or a shout-out.

Hoshi started voicing Keiichi in 2006 while Festival Accompanying's sound novel came out December 30, 2005. The anime began airing just over 3 months later. So it's quite possible that Ryukishi07 already knew Hoshi would voice Keiichi at that time and slipped the reference in.

Correction: Festival Accompanying came out in August 2006 while the anime started in April 2006. So that line is likely a very deliberate reference to the anime.

And if dealing with all these casualties and Takano's disregard for their well-being weren't bad enough, Okonogi now gets word that Tomitake has been freed.

He decides to contact "Cuckoo" in Tokyo. A cuckoo is a bird known for engaging in nest parasitism. It will lay its eggs in another bird's nest and then the newborn will push its other nestmates out of the nest and force the parents to take care of it.

The entire scene of Akasaka and Tomitake breaking through the blockade is such a b-movie action scene and I love it. They're shouting as they drive straight toward a rocket launcher, Kasai is providing sniper support, and then it ends with a car chase where Tomitake pulls out a rifle and starts shooting at the pursuing van.

It worth noting that Shion and Kasai are at the trash site.

I generally opt to ignore when someone says something in response to someone else when it's possible they're too far away to hear each other, but I just can't ignore this instance.

When the Wild Dogs start shooting at the car and are shocked their bullets bounce off, we cut to Shion responding to their words. But she's so far away from them that Kasai's shots hit thie rtargets before the sound of his shots do. There's no way she heard anything they're saying.

Okonogi ordered his men to give up their pursuit when Akasaka broke through the barricade and Tomitake nearly shot the pursuing driver. Unlike Takano, he knows when to give up and not risk lives for a lost cause.

I've made fun of the Wild Dogs general incompetence on several occasions and Tomitake brings it up this chapter.

I don't really have to beat you over the head repeatedly about how the Wild Dogs have lost multiple encounters against unarmed children and are horribly outpaced by professionals. Instead, I'll throw out a few final remarks about why the Wild Dogs are likely so incompetent when they enter any combat situation.

They are a security group for the Irie Institute. They are not expected to engage in any situations like what they've been doing for Operation Apocalypse. They are trained for espionage and detainment. They aren't meant to track people in a mountain range or get into gun fights or engage in high-speed chases. So of course they struggle against people who know how to do that.

And also, Tokyo has a protocol to take over the Irie Institute if Inspector Tomitake deems it necessary. One aspect of that takeover protocol is to send a different military group called the Watchdogs to subdue the Wild Dogs. If Tokyo was afraid of the possibility of someone from the Irie Institute going rogue, why would they provide a competent military team to the institute in the first place? Tokyo likely filled the Wild Dogs with greenhorns so it could be easily defeated if necessary.

After so many action-packed chapters, Tomitake manages to call for the Watchdogs to come in and take down the Wild Dogs. We get a moment to breathe, calm down, and soak in that it is almost over.

But now they and the story turn back to Hinamizawa where the final confrontation is about to happen.

NIPA BEAM!!

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[haikyuu-moments]

If you don't mind, can I ask something from Haikyuu? What do you think are Hinata and Kageyama’s greatest personality strengths and weaknesses? Why? What do you love about their dynamic? Sorry if you've answered these questions before.....

Also, If you don't mind me asking (again), can I also ask your top fav characters and fav moments from the series (Haikyuu)...? Thanks if you want to answer....

hello. thank you for the ask, and sorry if it was delayed. i saw it a few minutes ago.

so let me start with hinata's personality strengths. as we all know, hinata's love for volleyball is immense. but the major strength of his personality is that he is constantly striving to improve, pushing himself to the limit, and never giving up. even being shorter than the average player for his position, he can move quickly across the court and can be a defence nightmare for opponents. he does not shy away from accepting his limitations. like in that one game where he said to ennoshita, "i suck. i know." that takes a great amount of willpower. his personality weakness can be that he is impatient and can get frustrated easily, especially when things don't go his way or when progress feels slow. but he got exceptionally better as time passed.

now onto kageyama personality strengths. he possesses a mind for the game that surpasses most players. he has a clear vision for how the team should play and uses his strong voice to communicate his strategies and expectations. he shows an exceptional adaptability to situations and adjusts his strategies based on the flow of the game and his teammates' strengths. while his weakness lies in the blunt remarks that often borderline as rude. the lack of empathy can lead to resentment and hinder teamwork. but he overcame that all.

about kagehina dynamic, the thing i love the most about thie dynamic is their constant bickering and competition to push each other and improve at an incredible rate. they challenge each other's weaknesses and force them to adapt and evolve as players. kageyama respects hinata's determination and spirit, while hinata acknowledges kageyama's setting prowess. basically, their relationship is a rollercoaster of hilarious arguments, intense competition, and begrudging respect.

my fav characters. now, this is a very, very hard question. i love all of the haikyuu characters (apart from nohebi. idk, but i don't like their vibe). but let me put down the characters that are not main (talking about the whole karasuno, oikawa, kuroo, kenma, bokuto, miya atsumu) but they are my favourites

iwaizumi

akaashi

sakusa

kita-san

yaku

tendou

fav moments of haikyuu. can i list the whole series? haha. kidding. most memorable haikyuu moments for me were,

when karasuno team ate together crying after losing the game

yachi's confrontation with her mother

whole training camp arc

hinata's first successful recieve

karasuno vs. nekoma match

the whole timeskip, especially oikawa and hinata reunion (spoiler alert)

well, it seems like i have made this quite long 😅 nonetheless i appreciate it. hope you got the answers you were looking for.

[kse22chili]

We were all in trouble.

Suddenly, there was chaos everywhere. I could hear students screaming and yelling continuously, uselessly creating commotion. And he was at the center of the front area of the boarding school I attended at that time. He tilted his head up to the last floor, where my class was. And he knew that I was going to catch him staring at me because I was staring at him too.

That’s where I officially first met him.

Friday is a free day for my class, so like always I brought my tarots.

While reading Rhys’ cards for his week, we hear commotion from outside. We all stand up and everyone goes to check out of the window. I gather all my cards and try to tidy up the class. Me and Ophelia remove every single type of thing that would reveal the actions we were doing.

Rhys calls out at us and hisses “Guys! This is horrible. He has gotten here too. We need to find a way out. Now.”

Ophelia got pale in the face, and nervously started biting her nails. I look at them confused and say “What? Who are you talking about Rhys?”

“Leonidas, Leonidas Constantine. And his men. The Anileis Men.”

The Anileis Men. The Greek mysterious men that are considered the most ruthless men in Monaco, in fact they are serial killers that never reveal themselves to the world. Nobody knows who they are, physically. Just a few know. The dark sides of this world. Such as, mafia families, royal families and politicians. And you might be thinking, how did Rhys recognize them? First thing is that they all wear a ghost-like mask, and second clue is their way of making a scene in their own habitat, where you can clearly notice that they have come for the next victims or thie new mission. They appear out of nowhere, in a sunny day and trap you with your own feet. How's that possible? Beats me.

Now, the third thing is that Rhys personally knows him; he is my best friend, classmate and only son of the Irish mafia's king. So, that makes him a prince. He has told me that he first met Leonidas Constantine when he was five years old, at an important meeting that his father had to go to. Apparently, Ceallach (KEHL-akh, "war"), the king, had no choice but to bring his son with him because there was a war going back at home.

Actually, there's where I met Rhys too, now that I think of it. And yes. I saw Leonidas' real face there for the first time. He truly was ruthless; he had large scars on the sides of his mouth that could terrify a little girl like me that was hiding behind her dad's legs. He was so tall that everybody else looked short as hell in front of him, he could be like 1,98m (6.5ft). He was large and big like a God, the aura that surrounded him proved that that man was a fucking monster. While he was talking to my father, he averted his eyes at me. He stared at me like I was an angel that shouldn't belong in their world. And than he looked back at my father. Never met him again after that.

One thing you surely don't know is that my class and I belong to that dark side of the world. We are all children of dangerous and merciless men. Our parents, all friends and obviously in good terms, enrolled us all to this weird ass boarding school in the place where every single powerful men lives and where we were raised in, Monaco. I'm unfortunately not Monegasque. But I would have loved to. I was born in Dallas, TX. The only daughter and the only sister out of four brothers in the family of the American-Spanish mafia.

Turning back to the present time, I surprisingly look at Rhys' eyes, repeating those words in my head. Why has he come here?

I go to the window and look down at the area where the commotion is having action. There he is. He is at the center of the area, admiring the scene with his four most trusted men: Elias, Orion, Lysander and Zeno. They are all standing proudly, listenting to the screaming students all around them. They don't care about them. They have come here for someone. This is another mission to them.

All of a sudden, the tallest of them all raises his head and stares directly at me. I look at him and notice that those eyes are the same eyes that studied me when I first met him. He tilts his head at the side and nods at me. I furrow my eyebrows and he just shrugs his shoulder and raises a finger at me. For what? I'm not certain. But then, I get it. He has come here for me.

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[starlightwonders05]

I think I’m gonna start using tumbler to share my thoughts and progress as an artist so this will be the start of that. I’ve finally decided how to format my favorite story. I’ve been devoloping that story with my friends for two year now. And we settled on a comic format where its kinda like “everything is not as it seems” where it kinda starts off as sorta normal but i lowkey cant fully do that ofc because our story involves being in a purgatory. So I Geuss its more just like? I don’t really reveal everything at first but just set the tone that this place is kinda important? I started writing the script for the first page and surprisingly its like doing a very detailed roleplay. Honestly? Im more scared of drawing backgrounds then anything lol I’ve been tooo hyper focused on my human skill that I’ve neglected literally everything else lol.

I also am just very scared to be a content creator in general I’ve been putting it off for a very long time I wanted to start a lot younger but I wasn’t confident in my skills but now im confident in my skills im just not sure WHT to do im even confident i can still do something good with the eras where my skills are underdeveloped. I Geuss I’ve just put so much weight on trying to wait for the “right time” to do things and waiting until i get this or that or wait until thie happens. I’ve lowkey been stalling for like two years. I struggle with even taking care of myself on a daily basis so doing art on a daily basis is kinda like hard? I used to go through sketchbooks in like a month lols. But i just have less motivation i have more ideas then ever i just am tired and scared? I just Geus a part of me just deep down feels like.. what if i put myself out there and no one wants to read my story? And love my ocs? I’ve been working so hard on these things for years so what if i show it to the world and no one even cares? I would have wasted my time and just like..i wanna be an artist and i wanna be a creator that people can love i wanna be known for it and do big things because of it and i just deep down feel like its not gonna happen for me. Im not gonna get lucky. And my efforts are for nothing..

I’ve been SO inspired by things like Undertale black butler and just artist creators. I also feel like my efforts arent enough i hear stories of others posting when they are young and slowly getting recognition or just lucking out with connections and i feel like that kind of things wont happen to me. Im black and trans and I was severely neglected as a child. No one really encourged me. No one ever really believed in me. So I barely believed in myself. It took be until my mid teens to learn basic ass things. Because I was academically smart and could speak very intelligently no one believed i needed help. No one helped me. They told me that i was smart and can figure it out myself. That’s devasting to hear. When youre drowning and know that anyone else can do this. Everyone else is better than me. I may like doing art and am passionate about it but i know everyone else is better. They arent as scared. They were encourged. It sucks. Because this has been my life story and i can’t even be good at the one thing im passionate about doing. And I’ve put all my cards into art. I’ve sacrificed a lot. I’ve worked SO hard. But i feel like it’s not enough. I feel like it’s never gonna be enough. Im gonna end up one of those sad lonely people who were so passionate when they were young but gave it up cause it never worked out. And im scared of that. I WANT art to be my thing i want content creation to be my thing i really do but as the days pass it feels like im wasting my time. No ones ever gonna like my stuff. No ones ever gonna see me. No one cares. It feel so suffocating. Doing art has become a very heavy burden on my shoulders. Something that used to save me is now weighing me down. Im not good at anything else. I ahve no other choice. And im very afraid. I dont wanna will this into existence but there’s no denying my fears. They scream at me everyday. I cant help but listen? It try I’ve tried so hard to be positive to keep pushing but i jsut need to get all this off my chest. It’s hard. Im sorry this turned into something this wasn’t supposed to be but i suppose it’s good for me to let it out. No ones really listening anyways.

[monsterrae1]

Fic origin story

Tagged by the sweet @alyxmastershipper thank you bestie 🖤

What was your first fandom (reading and/or writing)?

Writing is pretty embarrassing ngl, I was like 11/12 and I wrote a self insert Jonas Brother's fanfic. As for reading, I think it's probably a tie between Stucky and Sterek.

What was the first story you ever wrote (even if it was never posted) and what made you decide to write it?

I did posted my cringy jonas brothers fic when i was 12, and to be honest, I just wanted to write, I kept day dreaming all these scenarios and then I started to put it on paper, and when i found out a friend did that too and she posted them online, i started wanting to share it. I always loved storytelling, and fanfic just seemed like it came hand and hand with a comminuty so that helped too.

What piece of advice would you give your younger fic-writing self?

To stop overthinking what others might think of my stories.

I never stopped writing, but i did stop posting for many many years because i was afraid that people just wouldn't care about stories that i loved, and it wasn't until Buddie that i decided to say fuck it, and post and to be honest, it has been great fun.

What's an early fandom interaction that stuck with you (be it a nice comment, a friend you made, a fic that got a lot of feedback etc.)?

So many comments live in my mind rent free, users who read all my fics and always leave love and in my head we're friends, and of course the actual community of friends i've made, and continue to make, over this past two years that i started being active in the fandom, I love having people to be unhinged about headcanons or stories we wanna write, and trade stories to get them done, its just been a lot of fun (most of the time) being in this fandom.

Post a sentence or two from an older fic and a sentence or two from a newer one (if you want).

I don't have my computer close rn, but I do have an old notebook where i used to brainstorm ideas for my first Buddie Fic that has never (and probably never will) see the light of day, so heres that:

Buck came to himself slowly, a hand strocking his hair lovingly and a heavy weight on his chest.

"Hey" His voice was still heavy and groggy "Did i fall asleep?" Eddie chuckled next to the couch where Buck had taken his afternoon nap.

"It's alright you been in overdrive all week, you needed the sleep" Buck hummed, he did felt tired from all the looking over his shoulder all week. Making sure he had a hand on Evie, he put the other on Eddie's chin, tilting his head forward to place a kiss to his lips.

"I'm sorry about that, how long were we out?"

"You, about three hours, thie one in your chest has been awake and watching you sleep for about 10 minutes, Chris is still out"

Buck kissed Eddie again, before turning back to Evie.

"Good to know you're as creepy as your dad"

Tagging if they want to do this: @peaceofficerdiaz @loveyourownsmiilee @bekkachaos @the-likesofus @spotsandsocks @shortsighted-owl @rogerzsteven @swiftiediaz @prettyboybuckley @buddierights @lostinabuddiehaze @elvensorceress @dickley-buddie @eddiediazisascorpio and who ever sees this and wants to do it!

[ceilingfan5]

2 3 18 29!!! :0

2. Do you plan each chapter ahead or write as you go?

OKAY so like. with chapter fics i usually start out with a garbage outline and then upgrade to a numbered outline, usually when it gets out of hand? the garbage outline is the like, general life and main beats of the fic, and then the numbered outline just sort of puts events and like, bits, or even some important dialogue vibes, in a way i can reference, but i cannot stress enough how like. dog shit rube goldberg my writing process is, i thought the cruise fic was going to be like 20 k. im serious. the marbles are traveling and where are they going on their little journeys? who knows but there sure are bells and whistles and funny little trick jokes

which is to say: yes. there is a "plan" and also the fic truly does just happen to me. i am less of a farmer and more of a truffle piggie. im gonna go find the stupidest possible thing for taako to say brb

3. Describe the creative process of writing a chapter/fic

i feel like the above says a lot already but legitimately like. if im vibing with an idea, i go off my few little bullet points and let the spirit take me? i write in order, i have a hard time doing things out of order, and it really does just happen as if you turn a page in a book and now instead of blank there is story there. or like. i imagine the story and then i make it happen, and usually especially let the dialogue take it where it wants to go! plinko baby

for a whole fic, i start with the spaghetti process, usually a prompt or au or setting, and then go "you know what would be so fucking funny" and escalate from there, usually with a friend i can bounce off of like thie or noodyl. and i make the garbage outline with a shitload of bullet points in a document with a stupid title. and then i just fling myself into the abyss and hope the words will catch me! trust fall <3 and when it gets too big to wrap around the initial outline, i make a Slightly more detailed one, and bounce some more ideas with friends. it helps to have someone who is as insane about your writing as you are <3 <3 <3 <3

18. Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles?

truly last fucking minute usually, altho like, revenge plus one was the working title i defaulted to after absolutely the most painful titling process ive ever been a part of. i've just been calling it cruise fic so long, it's kind of like the goose game in my head. Untitled Cruise Fic. i thought that would be confusing tho. maybe i should have had more guts. i love a good reference or a pun or even like, part of a line from the best bit, like sticker stars

29. What’s your revision or editing process like?

ailem is right, that's between me n god

[shibalen]

♡︎ 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒑 𝒇𝒐𝒓 @fallaciousjustice

i match you with . . .

𝑱𝑰𝑹𝑶 𝑲𝒀𝑶𝑲𝑨 !!

omg the coolest pair on the block, where can I get you guys' charisma??

Right from the get-go Jiro would love your sense of fashion + the sunglasses and gloves. She thinks they match your vibe perfectly. Paired with your confidence and honesty, you're as perfect as a human being can get.

Jiro herself is quite bold too which fits well with your values. There is freedom in having someone you can be 100% honest with and not worry about them taking it personally.

Both of you appreciate that in each other, so you have a lot of common ground. Get in the car, it's ride or die with you guys all the way!

I can imagine all the sass and sarcastic jokes you share would be top quality *mwah* not to mention relentlessly teasing each other and everybody else around you. I fear for the poor soul Denki who becomes your next target.

Your natural talent in problem-solving and unique perspectives intrigue her! She asks for your opinions whenever she has trouble understanding something and you never fail to give an eye-opening answer.

As a streak of contrast, however, Jiro is a very chill person, even coming off as indifferent, so your enthusiasm and the way you present youself is endearing to her. You're quick to change the atmosphere which leaves her amazed and wishing she at times could take a page from your book.

Though she carries herself with self-assurance, Jiro is sometimes reluctant to show her sensitive side. So, you help her be more confident and letting that part of her shine more often ♡︎

On the other hand, she saves you from awkward social situations when the cues might not reach you. She honestly thinks it's hilarious but it's also one of the things she likes about you. It's refreshing not to go with the flow every now and then after all.

She is also very good at putting your mind at ease if it happens to be running overdrive. May give you a gentle zap to remind you that your ideas are fine and there's no need to second-guess yourself.

You also match energies when it comes to being creative. Although Jiro focuses on music, she thinks it's super cool you're into creative writing and art and would gladly indulge in them with you. They might even inspire her in songwriting?

That said, she loves playing music together: you with the ukulele and she with her acoustic guitar. It would be for your ears only, your private little pastime. And if you're interested, she can teach you another instrument (secretly actually anticipating when you would ask—)

The good old height difference™ You can make fun of her for her shortness, just know its your kneecaps on the line and that she's not afraid to get you back with an equally mean joke.

Overall your dynamic has such style and charm! Beneath the playful teasing and chill vibes a solid bond of loyalty and mutual understanding ties you and Jiro together ♡

♡ 𝑴𝑬𝑬𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮

You were out doing some clothes shopping a few days before the UA entrance exam. You were quite confident you would get in, now all you needed were some new clothes to be ready for a refreshing beginning.

Out in the open markets there were many things that caught your attention, but one particular accessory stuck out: a silver bracelet that would go perfectly with a shirt you bought earlier.

Just as you reached for it, however, another hand did the same. You looked up to find a pair of obsidian eyes starting right back at you. After a moment of suprise, a playful, competitive smile lazily stretched across her face.

"Sorry but I think I was about to get it first."

"Are you sure about that?"

You regarded each other steadily, both knowing what it was like to compete over limited merchandise. The one who offers the most wins.

Yet once again you got interrupted as a passing stranger snatched the bracelet from right underneath your eyes and broke into a sprint. How very bold of that guy.

Neither you nor the girl were willing to let the thief get off easy it seemed, both of you chasing after them before making a quick job of capturing them with your quirks.

When you returned the bracelet to the stall, she said you should have it because you were quicker to react than she was. The sellsman even let you have it for free despite that you were willing to pay for it!

You didn't introduce yourselves back then but on the next day when you met again at the UA entrance exam it was almost the first thing you did. The coincidence was just too funny.

After the exams and getting into the academy you hung out a lot with Jiro, and she really enjoyed your company, especially since sometimes the rest of the class could really be over-the-top (¯∇¯٥)

A good relationship starting with a strong friendship ♡︎

♡︎ 𝑩𝑳𝑼𝑹𝑩𝑺

So many fun and creative dates! It's never a boring moment with you. Jiro especially enjoys taking you to concerts (only if your sensory issues allow it) and music shops. But also just chilling together playing songs or writing is perfectly fine with her cause you're both introverted.

At first she didn't understand much about hockey but after you invited her out to play one winter evening she got surprisingly into it!

Now she joins you when you go to watch games and gets super hyped (though she is shy in showing it you can see her excitement clear as day heheh). Also cheers you on whenever you yourself are playing ♡︎

Coffee shops!! Either for studying or just chill dates. Often the Bakusquad joins you even if you didn't necessarily invite them along.

Jiro: "I'd like my coffee how I like my soul."

You: "Two extra sugars and whipped cream, please."

She has all your favourite coffee orders memorised and surprises you with them every now and then! Also takes note of whenever you have your eye on a certain art supply or piece of clothing so she could get you some of them as gifts (´,,•ω•,,)

Horror movie nights is a regular thing on weekends: you bring the best movie and Jiro supplies the snacks.

It's funny to observe how she subconsciously scoots closer to you when a more intense scene is playing. If anyone else would ask if she's spooked she'd say no but since it's you she'll admit it (but only a little!)

Yet haunted houses (real or organised) are completely fine?? When you get excited to go to one it's always so fun watching you get into the eerie mood. Probably has tried to sneak up on you to to see your reaction ๛ก(ｰ̀ωｰ́ก)

Jiro thinks your eyes are the prettiest things she has ever seen. Of course she never pesters you to take off your sunglasses but if you happen to, don't be surprised if she stares at you for a moment too long.

Probably not a lot of pda between you but cuddles in private are the comfiest! Just randomly lounging on top of each other or tucked in the arms of each other while doing your own thing or maybe brainstorming for plots and music~

𑁍 𝑱𝑬𝑾𝑬𝑳𝑳𝑬𝑹𝒀 𝑩𝑶𝑿

— favourite memory with you

The time when you wrote your first song together and played it. It started out as something not as serious, since you only jokingly asked her one day what kind background music would fit a certain scene you wrote for a story. After not finding anything online, Jiro started thinking about it harder and began writing down melodies. Then you pitched in your own ideas and eventually you had a whole theme for your story :0 It kinda became your themesong as well. The sentation of having created something together was just so incredibly thrilling and deepened your relationship even further. It was also the first time Jiro admitted to herself she had a crush on you. Your brilliant smile, your harmonious laughter when you thanked her—yep, she had it down bad . . .

— favourite place to kiss you

Classic cheek kisses because there she can actually reach you and it's just very wholesome anyway ♡ Also the back of your hand when you don't have gloves on since it is so rare and she's kinda smug about being one of the few people to be able to hold your hands like this.

— favourite nicknames to call you by

Ever since your first meeting she thinks the nickname Justice does fit you quite well. It's very playful and familiar so she often uses it as a greeting or a way to get your attention. She also likes silly ones like different marvel hero names considering how popular you are and how quick you are to jump into action. Maybe 'babe' on some special occasions :))

♫︎ 𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑰𝑪 𝑩𝑶𝑿

— Rhinestone Eyes by Gorillaz

— Mariposa by peach tree rascals (acoustic)

— Supermassive Black Hole by Muse

— Death Bed by Powfu ft. beabadoobee

— How Deep Is Your Love by Reneé Dominique (cover)

♡ runner up: Bakugo Katsuki

note: Hi! Here we are, thank you for being patient with me <33 I read from your profile that you're not active here much anymore but I hope you still log in one day and see this. Hopefully you are doing well and taking care of yourself!!

[humanoidtyphoons]

i loooove how much from loguetown up to marineford the shadow of gol d roger casts itself on luffy, not that he's even trying to be roger, he just wants to meet the next pirate king!

i mean, i guess you can say before that, with shanks and buggy being pirate youths on roger's crew, and shanks bequeathing luffy the hat which once belonged to to roger, who gave it to shanks. but i'm not sure that luffy necessarily knows that, but that being said, luffy said shit about ace being gol d roger's son up until marineford, and was surprised that people thought that ace was dragon's son instead. he kept that secret!

but it's just. the way luffy meets people along the way who knew roger, starting from loguetown, where luffy was seconds from being beheaded, and he was going to die with a grin on his face, just like how roger did.

meeting crocus, a member of roger's crew, at twin cape lighthouse at reverse mountain

meeting kureha, who knew gold roger when he was known as gol d roger, on drum island

the poneglyphs, at alabasta, at skypeia, which roger uncovered the truth somehow, by being able to 'hear' them (thereby knowing the truth of the world and the weapons??? maybe???? that robin seeks to find)

ganfor knowing and befriending gol d roger from long ago, in skypeia

water 7, finding out about tom, shipmaker who built the oro jackson, and franky is his apprentice, the blueprints.

sabaody archipellago, meeting dark king silvers rayleigh, first mate of gol d roger

how everything culminates at marineford, in some respects, with ace, son of gol d roger, dying with a smile on face, like his father. he dies saving luffy, he dies deciding that he's happy to be born, and to be loved by so many. ace, who never wanted to be seen as roger's son, who didn't want to be pirate king once he met whitebeard. roger, who never wanted ace to be killed just because he was his son. how thie impacts garp, who takes ace in as his grandson.

whitebeard, ofc, somewhat tenuous friend of gol d roger, how he compares luffy and blackbeard and the 'will of d', and decides that blackbeard can't and isn't roger's successor, but he looks at luffy and thinks perhaps.

ofc silvers rayleigh recognizes that hat, but i like how he only says that luffy is worthy after the timeskip. he may have helped luffy train for a year and a half, but did he think he was worthy as roger's successor during that time?

like i don't think luffy is intentionally mirroring gol d roger's path, it's accidental, he follows the logpose which nami interprets, he goes offcourse bc other things get interesting, but i just love how things do line up. not every arc, not every island, is there proof of gol d roger's mark, bc luffy seeks his own adventure rather than retracing those footsteps, but it's neat how other paths align with gol d roger all the same. but it's been 20 years-ish since gol d roger died, and of course, people can't help but notice and compare luffy from now to roger from then.

anyway, i just like how the journey has been crafted, and i'm curious how that follows in the post-time skip arcs, bc i guess that i missed that shadow of gol d roger in fishman island/vegapunk/dressrosas/vinsmoke, bc there are other mysteries that have been yet to be answered. and this is the new world! what happens next is anyone's guess! (and those who read on past that point.)

anyway, something something, i just really love the first half of one piece and how it's constructed!