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shiftingparadise · 2 years ago

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I absolutely adore your levi x novle reader!!! Would it be okay to ask for another part where reader is pregnant with baby n 2 and Nowa is scared that they won't love him the same? Don't feel pressured! 💗

Aaah, thank you so much :3 I really hope you like this one too 🤍✨

Hope you guys have had a great day and that life's treating everyone well. Enjoy reading!

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‘I don’t want a little sister or brother!’, ‘Nowa-‘.

You hated this, to see him upset like this. It wasn’t what you expected, nor did Levi, but this wasn’t planned. You… getting pregnant again. You were just as shocked as Nowa when you found out.

‘No, I don’t want to be a brother. I barely spend time with you, you won’t even bother to look at me anymore’.

Tears were streaming down his cheeks, his sad eyes fixed on Levi.

‘You know I try to spend as much time as possible with you and your mom’, Levi slowly put down his fork, his appetite was gone anyway. ‘It’s not enough!’. ‘Nowa’, you widened your eyes when he pushed his chair back. A tantrum of a 12-year-old was something you’d rather avoid. ‘Don’t start to defend him! It’s like we don’t exist!’.

If it was possible, you would’ve heard Levi’s heart break into pieces. It was written all over his face. The way his crescent-shaped eyes were hanging low, his hands balled into fists… This wasn’t fair. He did his best, he tried to be there for Nowa, as much as possible. He would give it all up in a second if the Corps didn’t need him so badly.

‘Enough Nowa. I can’t believe you're being this selfish. Your father and I have done everything we could to raise you right, to give you a good life. Why do you think your father works so much? He wants you to grow up in a world without war’.

Your whole body was shaking. This was the first time you got angry with him. You never raised your voice, you never punished him for something, but you’ve had enough.

Levi didn’t respond, seeing you like this was something new to him. You ignored the surprised look in his eyes, waiting patiently for Nowa to respond.

He didn’t, however. He just looked at you with a betrayed look in his eyes before storming off.

‘N-nowa wait!’, you quickly stood up, wanting to follow him. ‘Let’s give him some space’, Levi’s soft hand wrapped around your wrist, holding you back, ‘He’ll come around. Sit down, you can’t get worked up over something like this’. ‘Like this? You don’t think it’s important for him to be excited?’. ‘What did you expect?’, Levi slowly stood up, a tired look in his eyes, ‘He’ll come around, don’t worry. I’m going to my offi-‘.

Not again. You wouldn’t let this happen again.

‘The last thing I need right now is for my husband to distance himself again’, you smiled before wrapping your arms around his waist, nestling your head against his chest, ‘Nowa is just scared, don’t let it get to you’. ‘It seems like he’s always angry with me’, Levi let his cheek rest on the top of your head, his arm tightly wrapped around you. ‘He’s just scared, that’s all… I’m scared too’. ‘Scared? What for?’, Levi immediately pushed you away from him, concerning eyes gliding to your stomach, ‘I’ll protect us, I won’t let anyone touch yo-‘.

You couldn’t help but let out a small giggle, leaving Levi confused.

‘What? Why are you laughing like that?’, an annoyed sigh left his lungs. ‘You’re so cute when you’re being protective’. ‘Tch’, he rolled his eyes, not bothering to answer you, ‘I’m going to Hange, let me know if you need anything’.

---

‘He still doesn’t talk to me’, a lump in your throat. It’s been days since your little outburst, but Nowa didn’t even look at you, no matter what you said. ‘So that’s why he came to my office today’, a soft smile on Levi’s face, ‘He normally hates it there, but today he was fairly talkative’. ‘See?’, you closed the book that was resting on your lap, ‘He hates me!’. ‘He’s just as stubborn as you are, it’ll pass, and then you can be the favorite parent again’.

Levi softly wiped the tears from your cheeks before placing a swift kiss on the tip of your nose.

‘Let me enjoy this for as long as it lasts’. ‘Stop smirking like that!’, you playfully pushed him away, ‘She’ll probably cling onto you like a little monkey’. You placed your hand on your stomach, ‘Girls always like their dad more than their mom. She’ll probably idolize you or something’.

‘S-she?’, Levi’s eyes went round in surprise, his lips slightly parted.

‘Hm, I’m almost certain we’re having a little girl’.

Levi hoped with all his heart that it would be a girl. He loved Nowa, but something deep down inside him always wanted a daughter. He always imagined how amazing it would be to have a little you run around. She’d probably have your big and curious eyes; she would carry the same kindness in her heart as you …

‘I can’t wait to see Nowa hold her. If he’s anything like me, he’ll be far too protective over his little sister’, Levi chuckled, gently placing his hand on your stomach.

---

‘Where’s your mom?’, Levi frowned at Nowa, who was eagerly flipping through the pages of his book. ‘Hange told me they were going to the market’. ‘Want to surprise her today?’, Levi slowly stood up from his desk, studying the expression on Nowa’s face. ‘No’, Nowa frowned, his lips pressed together.

Ah. Levi knew that expression like the back of his hand. Too stubborn. He was just too stubborn to back down.

‘She misses you, you know that, right?’. ‘She was the one who yelled at me’. ‘Because you’, Levi paused to stroke through his son’s hair, ‘Were acting like a brat. Besides, you need a haircut’.

‘S-sorry for yelling at you. I guess I can spend some more time with you in your office’.

Just like her. He’s just like her. The way he can’t look me in the eyes, the way his arms are folded, his little nose slightly wrinkled…

‘Come on, let’s get your mom some flowers’, Levi signaled Nowa to follow him, ‘We’ll talk about it along the way’.

---

‘Levi, have you seen Nowa? He isn’t with the cadets’, you sighed while hanging your wet coat on the wall, not bothering to look across the room. ‘I’m soaked. I didn’t expect it to rain so much today’.

Levi took a sip from his tea, a content smile on his face, ‘Go on, show your mom what you got’.

‘H-huh?’, you widened your eyes when you saw Nowa walking towards you. ‘Sorry I behaved like a brat’, a stubborn expression on your son’s face, ‘I got you these’.

Nowa reluctantly held out the flowers he got you, his head turned towards the wall next to him.

‘A brat?’, you smiled while looking at Levi who shrugged his shoulders in response, a smug look on his face while he sipped from his tea. ‘Asked your dad to help with your apology?’.

‘M-Maybe’.

‘Come here’, you opened your arms, waiting for the familiar feeling of his embrace. ‘I was never mad at you, Nowa. I was hurt, but that doesn’t justify the fact that I yelled at you. I’m sorry’.

Nowa didn’t respond, but the way he nestled his head against your stomach, his hands tugging at the back of your shirt… You knew he wasn’t mad anymore.

‘I-I just don't want you to love me any less when the baby is born’. You frowned when you heard him sob against you. ‘Oh Nowa’, you frowned while looking at Levi, hoping he was going to say something to calm him down.

Naturally, you couldn’t count on your husband. Feelings weren’t exactly his forte. So, he just sipped some more from his tea while pretending to read his newspaper.

‘We’re not going to love you any less, are you crazy?’, you gently stroked the back of his head, ‘We’ll still read together, your dad will still take you to his garden… Nothing’s going to change, except that over time, someone else will be joining us’. ‘Promise?’. ‘Promise’, you smiled while holding him tighter, ‘No one’s going to take your place, Nowa’.

---

‘Want to hold her?’, you looked at your son who seemed too stunned to speak or move, his eyes fixed on Levi. ‘Hm’, he nodded with wide eyes. ‘Careful, okay?’, you whispered when Levi handed her to him.

Levi would lie if he said he didn’t have to hold back tears when he saw her in his Nowa’s arms. The way his son softened his eyes once he held his little sister, the way he held out his finger for her to grab… He thought his life was complete when Nowa was born, but he was wrong. This. This was it. His son holding his sister as if it is the most important thing in the world. He knew Nowa would protect her, no matter what, he could see it in his eyes. No matter how scared he was that he needed to share his parents' love, no matter how much he vowed to hate his sibling … All that fear and anger disappeared when he held her, Levi could see it in his son’s eyes.

‘So tiny’, Nowa whispered, ‘S-she looks like you, Mama’. ‘Told you’, Levi smiled while sitting down on the bed next to you. ‘My looks, but your character’, you stared at the ceiling, ‘She barely sleeps, just like you’.

‘Tch’.

Levi chuckled at your remark. It was true, Nowa never had any difficulties with sleeping. He slept through everything, like you… But she was something else. Ever since she was born, she barely slept. Often driving the two of you crazy.

‘H-huh?’, Nowa widened his eyes when his little sister started to cry, ‘H-here Mama’.

Nowa slowly stood up, wanting to give her to you.

‘Don’t bother’, you sighed, ‘Give her to your dad. He’s the only one that can stop her from crying’. ‘Just like you…’, Levi gently took her away from Nowa, ‘Only stopped crying when your mom held you’.

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marveladdictt · 3 years ago

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Hi bell!!! I have a little request and I've been wanting to write something like this for a while, but I haven't really gotten to it so here I am ksgkls. These are a couple prompts I wrote while making a prompt list lol: "What am I to you?" "Everything." "Bullshit." and "If it means anything, I love you." "No, no, you don't." Preferably Tom!! Hope you have fun writing <33

Meaningless I love you

AAAH TYSM FOR THE REQUEST LOVE! THIS IS MY FIRST SUPER ANGSTY FIC SO I APOLOGIES IN ADVANCE <33

Paring: Tom Holland X Reader

Summary: The love You and Tom share has lost its spark. You try to push past it, but the longer you ignore the problem, the more it hurts. Until it all comes crashing down.

Warnings: Swearing, Angstt, Heartbreak, Break up, Bad writing

(I know this gif is Peter not Tom, but just go with it)

Here you were, crying in your bed, once again, because of your boyfriend. You remembered when he was the one wiping your tears, but now he was the cause of them. You and Tom had had yet another argument. You don’t even remember what it was about, at this point, the two of you could find anything to fight over. You wanted to fix things, but he’d left to do interviews that were in LA. You wanted your Tom back, whoever this cold man was that walked in and out of your life causing you unnecessary grief was not your Tom. He was not the man who cuddled you at night and laughed with you by day. What had happened to the two of you? What ever it was you were determined to fix it.

It had been a week since your fight and Tom hadn’t texted you once, granted you didn’t text him, but he would usually be over it by now. You decided to put together a fancy dinner for when he got back tonight. Hopefully you could put all the fights aside and just be lovers again, you wanted to show him how much you cared. Walking over to the stove you dropped the pasta into the boiling water and stirred it around. Once you had finished cooking everything you went out to the garden to grab some roses and put them in a vase. Serving the food onto two plates you added the final touches. You lighted the candles and straightened the tablecloth before sitting down to wait for Tom.

An hour had passed, and Tom still wasn’t here. You decided to just start dinner without him since you were starved.

It had been two hours since Tom was supposed to be back, and you were getting really worried. You decided to call him, but he didn’t pick up. Checking your phone, you went on Instagram and frustration immediately filled you when you saw Tom on Harrisons story, drunk and having fun with his mates. While you were at home, miserably waiting for him with a half-eaten dinner that took you hours to cook. The fancy dress and lingerie you wore for him now disgusted you. Walking over to the candles you aggressively blew each one out before popping the cork on the champagne filling the glass to the brim before taking a big sip.

When Tom finally arrived home you were fuming. He was obviously trying to be quiet but failing miserably as he stumbled through the house. You felt like an overprotective dad as you suddenly flicked on the lights and stood behind him. Tom abruptly turned around, eyes widening slightly, although he ostensibly relaxed once he realized it was you.

“What are you doing up Love, shouldn’t you be in bed?” He slurred, clearly drunk. He tried to walk up to you and engulf you in a bear hug, but you snapped your arm forward stopping his advances.

“What the fuck Holland?” He backed off at the sound of your angry voice immediately sobering up.

“What?” He questioned.

“What do you mean ‘what?’” You mocked.

“You said you’d be home by 6:30.” You gestured to your phone,

“It’s 11.” Tom shook his head in frustration.

“I’m sorry Babe but I didn’t think you’d mind. It’s no big deal.” He brushed off. You scoffed at that, rolling your eyes. Toms face reddened at your response, especially since he was tired and still had alcohol in his system.

“What’s wrong with that?” He snapped, voice raising. Which just made you madder.

“What’s wrong with it, Thomas is that you could have told me, I was worried sick for hours only to see a photo of you out partying?” You yelled.

“Look I’m sorry for worrying you, but I thought you were still mad at me; you didn’t text me all week and didn’t meet me at the airport like you usually do, so I assumed you wouldn’t want to see me anyway.”

“You could have texted to tell me!” You exclaimed, throwing your arms in the air.

“Look I don’t want to do this right now; I’ve just had a huge week going from interview to interview only to come home and be yelled at for no good reason! Is it too much to ask for my girlfriend to actually be happy to see me and put somewhat of an effort into our relationship instead of being a brat?” You visibly deflated at his words, you were putting in an effort, tonight proves as much. And for Tom to just not notice any of it-

“I have been putting in an effort, more than you have.” You said quietly.

“How?” Tom countered, his voice level the opposite of yours.

“Turn around.” Tom threw you a questioning look as he glances behind him. He did a double take, seeing all the blown-out candles that looked as if they had been burning for a while, the half-eaten pasta dish, the rose petals. Turning back to you he actually took in your appearance for the first time tonight and realized that you were in his favorite black dress. Guilt hit him like a brick, so hard that he almost physically stumbled. He couldn’t bring himself to look at your devastated eyes. You had done all of this for him and he didn’t even show up, and then he treated you like garbage. He hated himself, sure things had been rocky between the two of you, but you had been trying, and he had the nerve to accuse you of not caring.

“Darling I- I”

“You what Tom.” You snapped having run out of patients. He couldn’t find the right words as his mouth opened and shut. He swallowed hard and finally found the courage to look at you, his heart dropping when he saw the silent tears streaming down your face, causing his to finally fall.

“Baby,” He whispered sadly. Tom wanted nothing more than to run up and hug you until he squeezed the sadness out of you. But he couldn’t, he didn’t even deserve to go near you. Well that’s what he thought. The silence was deafening, and time seemed to stand still as two people who had known each other since before they could talk stood there like strangers. Struggling to even hold eye contact. Your sharp voice finally sliced through the silence like a knife.

“What am I to you?”

“Everything.” Stated Tom without hesitation.

“Bullshit” You responded just as affirmatively. You sighed, your anger subduing to be replaced by sadness when you finally understood what was happening, what has needed to happen for a while now. It was as if Tom could read what you were thinking because he suddenly reached out and grabbed onto your hands desperately.

“No. No, no Darling please no. Common don’t think like that, we can get through this. We always get through it.” He said squeezing your hands gently for emphasis. You shook your head gazing into his distressed eyes, a look of defeat on yours.

“All couples have their rough patches,” He tried,

“It’s just a fight, we don’t need to do anything rash.” You tore your hands away from his, stepping back and glaring at him.

“It’s not just a fight Tom. It’s all the fights, every single one of them. We can’t keep doing this!” You calmed down when you saw the complete despair in his eyes.

“I-I’ll quit my acting career, I won’t go away, I’ll give you the love you deserve please just-” He trailed off sobbing. You let out a breath walking over to him. As much as you wanted to scream and cry and break down you knew this may be the last time you see this amazing human and if it was, you wanted to say everything you had to. Besides, someone needed to be the sane one. This time it was you that held onto his hands, gently bringing them into your own soft ones. He looked up at you in surprise.

“Tommy, this was bound to happen, in fact, it probably should have happened a long time ago. It pains me to say this, but we don’t work anymore. You’ve stopped putting in an effort in a-and I guess so did I for a while there. But Tom you shouldn’t have to quit the thing that makes you happiest to be with me, the fact that you were even thinking that shows how much this isn’t working. We deserve someone who can love us with their heart, body, and sole, but right now we can’t do that for each other. And that's ok. Maybe one day, when we've both taken some time for ourselves things could be different. Maybe this doesn’t have to be goodbye forever. But right now our love just doesn’t have that spark it used to. I realize that now. I th-” You swallowed, voice wavering.

“I think we’ve known that for a while now, we just didn’t want to admit it.”

“No, no that’s not true, maybe we fell out of love for a bit there, but we can find it again Y/N. What we have here. Its true love, its love we’ll never be able to feel for another person.” You could feel your hard shell starting to crack but you needed to stay strong.

“This isn’t love Tom. Don’t you see?” You whispered desperately, trying to get him to see your point. You knew you could just walk out of here without an explanation, but you want Tom to understand. You want him to see that this is the best for the both of you.

“This is toxicity, this is not wanting change, not accepting change.” He just shook his head in return as he came to terms with everything.

“I still love you if it means anything.” Looking at you now, at how strong your trying to be for Tom, it’s breaking him. God he had been such a dick. And now that he’s finally seeing it, it might be too late. He started to feel sick, his stomach dropping to his feet.

“No, no you don’t. At least not the way you used to.” You were starting to get defensive, knowing that if you let your guard down now, you’d just go crawling back to him.

“You can’t tell me how to feel Y/N, I do, I do love you. More than I thought a person was capable of. How I managed to take you for granted I have no idea.”

“Stop.”

“You’re my everything, -”

“Tom stop.”

“You are the only one I can ever feel this way about, -”

“S-Stop it, please.” He was making this so much harder than it needed to be. He was making you question everything.

“I love you Y/N L/N, there is nothing you can do or say that will change that. Hell, there’s nothing I can do or say to change that.”

“No stop it!” You yelled surprising the both of you.

“Stop saying that word because its starting to sound like nails on a chalk board for me.” Tom took in a sharp breath. That broke Toms heart, you could see it in his face.

“That phrase used to mean something to us Tom, it used to light me up with joy every time I heard you say it.” You sniffled brushing your hair out of your face as you remembered one of your happiest moments.

“I remember the first time I heard you say ‘I love you,’ god I felt like the luckiest girl in the world. To be loved by such an amazing person. And every time we said it I’d feel that same excitement, those same butterflies making me feel like a teenager again. There used to be so much meaning, and history behind those three words Tom. What happened?” You finally met his bloodshot eyes.

“When did those words lose their meaning to you? Because they never lost their meaning to me. But it seemed like a chore whenever you said them to me, if you said them to me at all. And now, now you finally mean it, you’re finally saying all the things I wish you’d said a week ago. But its only because you’re losing me.” Tom opened his mouth to object, but you cut him off.

“Look me in the eyes and tell me that if it wasn’t under these circumstances you would still be saying I love you like you just did.” Tom wanted to say yes, he wanted to more than anything. So much so that it was burning his throat not saying it. But you were right, of course now that he sees his mistakes he would never let you go another day thinking like that. But if you hadn’t had this argument, if you’d just gone to bed instead. Things would have gone on the exact same, day in, day out.

You could see that Tom was understanding and the corners of your mouth lifted. It was weird, who knew a smile could hold so much pain. Walking over to him you placed a hand on his soaked cheek. He just shook his head sadly, his Adams apple bobbing.

“What about the dinner? Y-You wouldn’t have done that if you thought- if you thought everything was over,” He said hopefully, although there was nothing but defeat in his voice.

“Tommy,” You started, voice thick with tears that he could hear.

“Please, you know how much you mean to me, so you know how hard this is. But deep down you know that this is for the best. I mean, this dinner,” You trailed off gesturing to the sad looking table,

“It was grasping at straws. I’m begging you Tom, don’t make this harder, don’t hurt me anymore.” The moment that sentence left your lips Tom knew he had to let you go. He couldn’t bare the thought that he was hurting you.

You stood there for a second longer before you turned around and started to shakily walk away. You made it as far as the door before realization really hit you that this may be the last time you see Tom. And if it was, you wanted to hold him one more time, just one more. Before you had time to re-think it you turned back around and bolted to Tom.

Immediately, as if it was a reflex he opened his arms and embraced you. Breathing in your sweet sent and scrunching your silky hair. You buried your face in his neck while he put his on top of your head. His cheek being squished by your hair. He was trying to memories every detail of this hug. At first when you ran back to him he let himself think that maybe, just maybe it wasn’t over. Allowing himself a flicker of hope. But the moment he hugged you he knew it was inevitable, the hug was so different from your usual hugs. It felt so… final. Probably because it was.

You pulled away and looked deep into his soft brown orbs making sure to catch every detail of them. There was a moment of understanding between the two of you. An unspoken conversation, but you could tell exactly what you were saying to each other while you rested your forehead on his.

Goodbye Tommy Goodbye my Love

With that you left, out the door and out of his life. Maybe forever. But you knew in your gut that you could never find a love like Toms, and he felt the same. Did you just make the worst decision of your life, or did you just save it? The moment the door shut you both simultaneously broke down, letting out everything since you didn’t have to try to be strong for the other anymore.

But just as no one could make you feel the way Tom could. No one could break you like he can.

A/N: I’m thinking of doing a part two where Tom and Y/N get back together? It just feels super sad to leave it like thisss; I wrote this note at the end to avoid spoilers.

#tom holland x you #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x reader #tom holland #angst #break up #heart break #tom holland angst #Meaningless I love you #peter parker #marveladdictt writing

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spikeface · 3 years ago

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mercury glass

Written for @teenwolf-meta meta week, Day 7: Parallels

Do you ever think about how season 5 had each of the main crew confront themselves in a cloudy mirror?

How they see someone who is their opposite? What they fear they are?

Someone only the pack can save them from?

Because I do.

we can't all be perfect / and I don't know how to fix it

Theo Raeken & Scott McCall

The Big One. The driving force of season 5. Might as well write they're foils for each other in smoky ink all over Beacon Hills so we don't forget. Scott is a werewolf, a True Alpha, someone who brings out the best in everyone in his pack. Theo is a chimera, an ordinary evil, obsessed with bringing out the darkest parks of Scott's pack—before he destroys his own.

Scott takes pain to help people. Theo takes pain to destroy them!

Scott works for a good doctor, Theo for an evil trio of them!

Theo is a killer and Scott is murdered!

Theo resurrects a pack and Scott resurrects himself!

Theo is an atheist and Scott once sacrificed himself to a dead tree god! Gah!

But it doesn't stop there. They were both wheezing little kids in Beacon Hills, once upon a time. They both got snapped up in a war that wasn't theirs. And they both, in this season, crack under the weight of their own expectations. After years with the Doctors, Theo is hopelessly obsessed with perfection, and petrified of failure. But so, in his way, is Scott. After years of scraping by through sheer force of will, and especially after the Berserker episode, Scott expects the impossible of himself as tragically as Theo wants the impossible for himself.

Theo claims that he wants a pack, but what he really thinks he wants is power. He needs a success on the level of becoming a True Alpha: to become a true chimera, an impossible dream, stealing Scott's pack and power through his own personal alchemy of manipulation and murder. When that fails, he turns to Deucalion, the Alpha closely connected to Scott's own rise, and becomes obsessed with stealing power the way a Demon Wolf might. In the end, he cannibalizes his own pack, and winds up alone.

Scott, meanwhile, has a pack, but becomes increasingly convinced that he can't rely on them—that it all comes down to him, and that he can't afford any mistakes. In one of the most heartbreaking moments in the build up to his death, Scott sits on the floor of his closet, holding the leash of a dead dog he couldn't save.

"Something's different, with me and my friends," he explains to his mother. "With all of us. Something's changed... I think it's because of me. And I don't know how to fix it" (5x08).

This season is flooded with enemies from every corner, but between Theo's manipulations, his friends' silences, and his own, Scott is convinced that everything is all his fault. That he has to fix it. That no one else can help him. That he’s destined to fail.

Both Scott and Theo think they're alone. They're lonely.

And in the end, they both have a pack.

But where Theo destroys his, Scott returns from the dead driven to get his pack back. He rescues Lydia, helps Malia defeat Corinne, faces Theo, escapes the Doctors, saves Mason, and kills the Beast by turning to his greatest strength: his ability to connect with people, to make not just friends but friends of his old enemies, and allies in times of need.

you don't really know who i am, do you? / good

Donovan Donati & Stiles Stilinski

These two make me froth. There's plenty to be said about Donovan as the Stiles-oriented counterpart to Theo—another retconned chimera from the past with a personal connection to one of the crew, and a vendetta against the pack—but his parallels with Stiles are even more absorbing. Both of them are cops' kids, protective of their fathers (who were partners! Aaah!). Both of them are so angry this season. Both of them are Theo's targets. But where Stiles struggles with it, Donovan crumbles. He goes where Theo tells him. He lashes out at Stiles for his father's injuries even though Stiles had nothing to do with them. The wendigo aspects of Donovan even recall the nogitsune—its needle teeth, its endless hunger. Donovan isn't going to kill Stiles. He's just going to eat him.

The mindfuck of it all is just so good. Stiles is convinced he's like Donovan, and you can see how the possibility might eat at him. Didn't he taunt Donovan at the sheriff's station, he could tell himself, the way Donovan taunted him at the library? Didn't he enjoy Donovan's death the way Donovan would have enjoyed his?

Wouldn't he do anything if something were to happen to his father?

I think what really gets me, though, is the silence of it all. Donovan is so loud. From the very beginning, he can't shut up, even when it costs him years in prison. "You don't really know who I am, do you, Stiles?" he asks Stiles in the library, before telling him as much as he can. He talks the entire time he stalks Stiles (5x05).

No wonder the Doctors made him a chimera that was all mouths.

Stiles, meanwhile, one of the chattiest members of the pack, turns to silence. It starts in the stark moments after Donovan's death, and only gets worse as Stiles tries to keep this secret that wouldn't be a problem at all if he could just tell someone. But he can't! And in the end, that pushes him to the moment where he comes closest to actually being like Donovan, when he lashes out at someone because his father was hurt, even though that person wasn't actually responsible—because of Theo's machinations.

And then, ultimately, Stiles moves past it. Where Donovan was hopelessly stuck in the past and his own fury, totally alone, Stiles finally opens up, lets the past go, and turns to his pack.

i'm taking back what you stole from me / i want my family back

Corinne & Malia Tate

This one is so much! Corinne is so fun because she's the only one who actively tries to recruit her opposite to the dark side. Donovan just wants to destroy Stiles, and only as a way to get back at the Sheriff. Theo spends a lot of time trying to get the rest of the pack to embrace their dark side, and to tear Scott down, but seems to recognize—and resent, and admire—that it would be fruitless to try to corrupt him.

Corinne, on the other hand, is intrigued by the idea of making Malia like she is. She resents the whole fact of her birth, convinced that Malia "stole" from her by being born (5x20). She's been trying to find and kill her for a while now, but when she chats with a furious Malia in "A Credible Threat" (5x17), she turns speculative.

"What if there's a compromise?" she asks. "What if you come with me? We can try to solve our little predicament, and maybe I start calling you 'daughter.'"

Malia, of course, refuses. "I'm going to kill you."

"You're definitely my daughter," Corinne replies dryly—and ominously. Corinne's response implies that even if Malia chooses to kill Corinne instead of coming with her, it's still the same in terms of becoming like her. Being her daughter.

Malia isn't, of course. She refuses to kill her mother. But what kills me is that the key to Malia's victory over her mother is, essentially, doing to her what her mother had planned to do. The claws of Belasko allow her to take her mother's power, just as Corinne had been planning to do to her. Malia, however, takes Corinne's power without killing her, a feat she manages with the help of her pack, who get her Belasko's claws.

my voice is like a bomb going off / they're all going to die

Meredith Walker & Lydia Martin

If Corinne wants Malia to be like her, Meredith is the most devoted to making sure her opposite is nothing like her.

By the time season 5 rolls around, Meredith has already been more or less established as a kind of tragic version of Lydia. She believes supernatural creatures are monsters—even herself—while Lydia has by then come to see that not all monsters do monstrous things (4x10). Meredith's arc in season 4 ends with her realizing that, for all of her good intentions, she's done terrible things. When we see her again in season 5, she's a lot more clear-eyed. Although she's a pretty terrifying presence in Lydia's mindscape at first, she assures Lydia that she's only there to help Lydia escape—and make sure she doesn't turn out like her.

In "The Sword and the Spirit" (5x14), Meredith tries to help Lydia break the glass of her prison at Eichen House. Frustrated by her failures, Lydia begs Meredith to just tell her how she managed to do it herself. Meredith, however, is petrified of that possibility. For her, using her banshee scream has always been about losing control:

MEREDITH: My way got people hurt… Some days, it was quiet for me. Other days, all I could hear was screaming. People dying.

LYDIA: What people?

MEREDITH: Everyone. Everywhere. I was in chemistry class when it happened. I had my hands over my ears. The teacher was trying to figure out what was wrong. I took my hands, and I started hitting the desk... until I couldn't take it anymore, and I just screamed. All the windows shattered. I saw kids with glass in their arms, in their faces. Some of them had blood coming out of their ears. They said it was an explosion caused by chemicals, but everyone knew it was me… Find a better way, Lydia. My voice is like a bomb going off.

And what I love about Lydia's arc is that, in the end, the bomb of her voice actually goes off. And it's nuclear! Valack amplifies her banshee powers to a terrifying extreme, making the threat of her voice even bigger than Meredith's had been. When Lydia does finally give in and scream, it's about her losing control over the voices in her head, just as Meredith did.

The only reason Lydia doesn't kill everyone is because Jordan Parrish, with the pack's help, gets to Lydia in time to throw himself on the bomb of her voice. Even so, she still kills Valack. She makes windows shatter. She makes Stiles' ears bleed. Everyone knows it's her. The difference between Meredith and Lydia is not in their attitude; they're both kind people, trying to help. It's not in the nature of their powers; if anything, Lydia's voice becomes the greater threat this season. The difference is that Lydia has a pack. They rescued her from Eichen, contain the danger of her voice, and refuse to leave her even when she makes their ears bleed. Meredith's explosion was probably what got her sent to Eichen House. Lydia's is the price paid to get her out of Eichen House, just to have her back.

Ultimately, Lydia's control over her own voice will be central to saving Mason, and the pack's victory over the Beast. Lydia does find a better way. But it only happens after the worst has already occurred, the true catastrophe of it averted because Lydia can rely on her pack.

and when I am done killing, everyone will know / i am the messenger of death

Sebastian Valet & Kira Yukimura

I'm certain this one wasn’t intended by the canon at all, but I don't care! It's there in the text and the writers are fools and cowards. Kira is at odds with her kitsune nature this season, which appears almost as a separate entity from her, one she's not even really aware of for much of the season.

Does that give her an interesting parallel with Mason and the Beast? Yes. Yes, it does.

But I'm not gonna talk about that right now. Right now is for Bad Guys.

I wanna compare Kira & the kitsune with Sebastian Valet & the Beast. Both the kitsune and the Beast loom large this season. The kitsune is bigger than Scott has ever seen, and intent on chaos and destruction in a way that chillingly recalls the nogitsune. The Beast is even bigger than the kitsune spirit, a killing machine the likes of which no one has ever seen before.

And what's even more interesting to me is that both the kitsune and the Beast are obsessed with being known. The Beast's human identity was lost to damnatio memoriae, but the legend of the Beast has been passed down for centuries. Valet is obsessed with everyone knowing who he is and what he's done: "I am the famous and feared Beast of Gévaudan! And when I'm done killing, everyone will know. I will have done such horrors that all of history will remember my name!" (5x18)

Meanwhile, the kitsune grows larger, more insistently visible. Even more shockingly, it begins to speak—Japanese, a language Kira doesn't even know, as if the two were separate entities. It announces itself when it tries to execute Lucas. It speaks while Kira is asleep. It wants everyone to know that it is "the messenger of death" (5x06).

The big difference between Kira and Valet—well, you know, besides all of the other ways they're different—is their relationship with the beast inside them. Valet has totally embraced his inner beast, to the point that he claims he is the Beast, even though the Beast's name and Valet's are treated as separate entities—one erased from history, the other living on. Valet represents the ultimate indulgence in one's own violent id.

Kira, meanwhile, wrestles with her kitsune through the entire season. She suspects something is wrong and asks Scott about it. She struggles to control her powers. She goes to the desert and she fights monsters and she risks pain and ultimately sacrifices almost everything, just to try to figure out how to make peace with the kitsune again.

Sidenote: This is also why I think it would have made so much more sense for Kira's big victory to be over the Doctors instead of Theo. Theo causes plenty of damage to her and her pack, but it's the Doctors who are directly responsible for the chaos of her kitsune spirit and powers. Even more insultingly, they do it with barely a second thought. Kira isn't a potential host for the Beast, the way the chimeras are. She's just a stepping stone to getting to Valack in Eichen. She's a footnote in their history.

How fitting it would have been for their end to have come not from the Perfect Evil they spent three hundred years obsessively trying to raise, but the girl they thought they'd destroyed in mere minutes?

I think it would have been a nice message, is all.

Since, however, I am forced to deal with the absolute insult that is Kira's fragmented arc in 5b, I want to focus on the way that her biggest victories come when she hasn't actually resolved her conflict with the kitsune yet. There's still a huge threat of the kitsune or her powers taking over throughout the entirety of season 5, but the pack still wants Kira with them. All of them, in the end, have faith in her—in who she really is. Kira, instead of the kitsune.

This, in turn, is part of what helps Kira have more faith in herself, one of her biggest concerns in 5b. By the end, just before her victorious return to Beacon Hills, Kira declares her faith in herself and her pack: "I'm coming back to help, I promise. Because you're right, Scott... if anyone's going to save Mason, it's you. It's us" (5x20). When Kira finally returns and banishes Theo to the dreamscape, it's the closest she comes to being like the kitsune; she is literally acting as a messenger for the dead. But here, it's a moment of triumph! She's in total control! It's not the kitsune but Kira who is the messenger.

And she's got the whole pack behind her.

Teen Wolf is very interested in distorted mirrors, and as with almost everything else this season, s5 is when they go bananas with it. This plurality, however, is also a way they explore what it means to face the most terrifying version of yourself. Theo, Donovan, Corinne, Meredith, and the Beast all offer dark reflections for members of Scott’s pack, but each forms a unique relationship with their respective opposite. Victory over them looks different for each member of the crew, with one major common thread—they all do it as part of a pack.

#scott mccall #stiles stilinski #malia tate #lydia martin #kira yukimura #teen wolf #teen wolf meta #twmetaweek2022

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seacollectsrivers · 3 years ago

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EPISODE TEN i am worried

"Wherever you go, there you are" hhhh

MARY!! HELL YEAH

Ok wait quick prediction: so stede has let his imagination run a bit wild, fuelled both by his own guilt over how he left/how poor of a husband he was, AND the words of others (esp Badminton). he THINKS he has truly betrayed Mary and she has lead an awful life. Meanwhile Mary has THRIVED. and she's a lesbian.

oooh of course and she has reported him dead!! so she's a widow, and not an abandoned wife.

daughter in breeches!!

She's an artist!!

im just. AURGH. Stede could've lived his best life and left her with hers :(

oh fucking hell im gonna hate this episode. not in a "i hate this episode bad writing >:(" way im just. AAAH i don't want conflict.

i'm gonna strangle stede

is he like. self fulfilling the image he had of them. with the distance between them and stuff. and his kids wholly bored of him.

idk if you can be salty about doug here stede

I LOVE STEDE i do i'm just. very angry at him rn fhjghdkjs

"under the weather" man's HEARTBROKEN

JIM THEY'RE BACK

i love olu SO much

YESS. YESS. I LOVE THEM. GET IT JIM.

Stede is actually impressed! good!

HI HELLO HEAD FULL Mary chooses to go by the Widow Bonnet, there's an air of mystery! it's like a pirate name! but blackbeard doesn't want his name anymore and the Gentleman Pirate never stuck!! he's jealous!!

oh no Ed,,,,,

blanket fort stopppp

is he wearing one of Stede's robes :((

Therapist Lucius is one of my favourite things

if Ed cries i'll shoot Stede

LIFE BEGINS AGAIN but that's what he was gonna do with STEDE i'm EMO

will this be the birth of an even worse blackbeard oh no

i wanna make clear that i think i do understand the choices Stede made here. i'm also. angy. no talky.

GO OFF MARY THANK YOU

KJSDHFDKJH OLU COVERING HIMSELF UP. THE SOCK. DKHFDGK

I love Olu and Jim i love them SO much

Has Ed and Izzy had a lil talk about the whole uh. English Navy thing.

Ed is going like. beyond Stede and into hippie.

uh ohhhh planting some murder seeeeeeds

stop making stories out of your life

oh lord oh no

because like. now it REALLY seems like a whim. he's now seen and accepted by his peers in the upper classes, and now the whole piracy thing is really just! a rich man's little adventure in slumming it!

"he's absolutely lovely :)" -> "charles vane was my friend"

YEAH DUDE YOU HAVE A BIT OF STUFF TO UNPACK. A BIT OF TRAUMA.

Oh Stede :(

AAAAAH IZZY.

with the GLOVED HAND.

AND THE LIGHTHOUSE BEHIND IZZY.

JESUS the names. ok. ok. ok. ok.

oh is Stede drunk. oh no.

i mean this is kinda interesting. Heartbroken Ed is trying to do something wholesome and bring the crew in, heartbroken Stede is being self destructive and bringing his family down.

YOU FORGIVE HER?? okay, now, Stede. Buddy.

UH OH

JDFGJ his point of contention is the METHOD there's the Stede i love

BRO,,,, if they fake his death in a mirror to Blackbeards original plan??????

fuck offff with the flashbacks aaaaaah 😭😭😭

i love them when they're friends aww MARY you ledge

stop it stop it stop it he lets go of his HEART STOP

ED. FOR FUCK'S SAKE. NOT LUCIUS.

Does. Does this count as killing on purpose.

Wait did i not fucking call this earlier in the episode. The birth of a worse Blackbeard. I DID.

another MIRROR absolutely awful.

uh oh izzy…….

oh jesus

Bad new lads: i don't think i can fix Izzy after all.

THE BOOKS stoppppp

Pete. Won't be happy about this. Neither will Fang i can't imagine.

Yeah i can't fix izzy.

oh my god kdhjk "no that was doug! :)" i do love this hahaha

I KNEW IT THEY'RE DOING BLACKBEARDS PLAN. FUCK. RITUAL SUBSTITUTION OR WHATEVER.

the fucking. the leopard is named NED. ED. NEDWARD. i'm DYING here.

Pete :((((

WHERE'S JIM FUCKHEAD.

they cannot be this dumb. god love em.

the cabin's so empty now :(

he's a WORSE goth than when we first met him jesus fucked.

FRENCHIE :(

i cannot believe. he is about to use the Art of Fuckery to execute Blackbeard's corpse plan. on himself. to RETURN to Blackbeard.

he called him Bonnet :(

CANNIBALISM AGAIN

I'M SO EMO NO TALKY

#ofmd #ofmd spoilers #our flag means death spoilers #ofmd bloggin

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ketsuyuki-hibana-typed · 5 years ago

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Excuse me what.

Maeda, you fucking owe me Ohagi for this pervert writing. This really looks like some ecchi shits going on. But we all know that Sanemi is also drunk on that respect women juice.

As you can see or know, there are no bras used by women in Taishou Era unless those who live in big city like Tokyo (after Western influences). They used some sort of bandages to cover their breast.

You know what's coming.

Shinazugawa Sanemi x Pillar! s/o (NSFWish Warning: Explicit words)

After some incident, you are injured and Sanemi brought you to small village for temporary treatments. He couldn't reach out Kakushi because your crows and Sanemi's are both injured.

Like always, when you woke up, Sanemi will scold you with loud voice and the person who treat you, were too afraid to make him calm down.

"Sanemi, lower your voice. It's not just us here."

Both of you planned to leave in the morning, considering the demons were hiding and it's great opportunity to take a breath.

"It's a new type demon which attacked you yesterday. We had to go back to headquarters as fast as we can and report this to Oyakata-sama."

"You could leave me, I'll catch up."

"No. I won't. Beside, you are the one who recklessly encountered that demon. You should be the one who report it to Oyakata-sama."

Sanemi, the thick bull-headed, will never say that he didn't want to leave because the male villagers were eyeing on you.

When you got better, you asked about your swords and uniform.

Your sword was fine but your uniform is another story. It torn up and was really in havoc. You saw it with your own eyes. With all of these shreds on your uniform and the pants, it's miracle you still alive until now. You couldn't distinguish between mere fabrics or Demon Slayer Uniform.

Which is really bad.

This village was poor. You wanted to buy their clothes, and that's the problem. The women here only have one or two kimono at the moment. But luckily, there was one girl who let you buy her kimono. It's pink and not really in good shape but at least you could wear it. Of course, you willingly to pay her.

"What you are talking about? Buying their kimono? How did you defend yourself from the demons' scratches?" Sanemi scoffed. He pulled something from his bag. "I got one spare."

"You do? Is it yours?"

"No, Maeda gave me. I don't know why but that woman just shoved this too me. 'In emergency case for (y/n)', she said."

"But still, I need kimono to disguise myself. We are going to across the town. My haori was ripped too."

The morning comes, and you get ready for your trip back to headquarters. You started with your clothings. You wrapped around the bandages, covering your breast.

Sansmi already gave you the uniform, so you just grabbed it out from the table, and started to wear it.

"...it's not pants? This is a skirt?" You frowned. "Whatever."

Sanemi was waiting outside the room, crossing his arms while sitting on the engawa.

"Hey, are you done?!" He shouted to you, impatient.

"Wait a minute."

You maybe sounded calm but you literally sweating over the uniform you wear.

The skirt was short. It's not even reaching under knees, and only covered half of your thighs. But more importantly,

"Hmmnngghhh!!!"

You tried your best to button your upper front uniform. You held your breath, deflated your chest. You pulled the button, and reached the hole on the other side.

But you make it worst. The button snapped from its place and fell down onto the floor. Your peevish head became angry and tried with another buttons.

Until there are no buttons left. It all fell down and you just stared at them in defeat.

For fuck sake, (y/n), you're so fucking dumb

"IT'S USELESS!!" You stood with your knees and palm, feeling super tired from just an attempt to button your front. How should I cover my chest when the battle start?! Maeda you siiiiiick!! If you really wanted to help me, then at least make the bigger size. I'm not Sanemi or Mitsuri!!

"Hey, what are you complaining about?! If you didn't out in 1 minute, I'll leave you!"

"Wa- Wait! Aaah..." There are no time left to fix the buttons, so you just let it be showing your bandaged cleavage and wear your kimono as double.

It's actually worst than Mitsuri. Mitsuri's still buttoned her highest and lowest part of the uniform. But you? All of the buttons didn't compromise to your luck today. It showed more skins than you thought.

Maeda, curse you.

You opened the door. Sanemi was so mad the irk mark on his forehead appeared.

"I- I'm sorry. Hahaha...." You felt so uncomfortable under your kimono, but you did your best to hid it.

"Tsk. Nevermind. Come on, we're losing time."

You leave the village along with Sanemi. Your crows resting on your shoulder. You patted its little head.

Of course, it didn't always go well like you predicted.

When night comes, the same type of that demon attacking both of you again. You still put your kimono on. It limited your movements.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! WHY DID YOU KEEP YOUR KIMONO?!" Sanemi shouted towards you, still busy dodging the attacks.

'I will just being a burden if-'

You gripped your sword, panicking. Should I? Should I put out my kimono?

"AAAHHHH SCREW IT!!" You put off your kimono, throwing it out to nowhere.

He stopped for a moment, mouth opened.

The demon slapped him out, make him flew away and hit the tree.

"Wha- WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR UNIFORM?!" He screamed.

"Huh?!!! I don't know, it didn't fit to me!!"

You finally revealed your front-opened button bandaged cleavage, and your short skirt. You kept your distance while shouting 'Quick, it will attack again!' to Sanemi.

"WHAT THE FUCK?! THE FRONT BUTTON?!" He propped his feet on the ground.

"I broke them all!!" You spinned around, almost got clawed but it managed to reach your bandage.

It ripped out.

Ah shit, here we go again.

"I HATE THIS AAHHHH!!!" You screamed in embarrassment, starting to think that this demon is a pervert.

Sanemi tried to not too distracted by your chest, attacking from the other direction. But he can't, he simply can't.

"THE ENEMY IS IN FRONT OF YOU SANEMI, NOT ON MY CHEST!"

"SHIT, I KNOW!"

You crunched your knees to the ground, making brake motion so your body wasn't bounce back.

But that's not the only who visibly bouncing right now.

"Sanemi, we should destroy the middle core first." You panted. He couldn't focus, he couldn't focus at all while looking at your bare breast, making up down motion. "Hey, Sanemi!!"

"FUCK!" He jumped first. "Cover your chest!"

"Wait, it doesn't have to do with my chest?!"

He didn't know what to do anymore, it was like BOOM. His mind couldn't be clear, he can't concentrate on his next move.

The demon was easily swinging its claw and spinning its hand around. It resulted with Sanemi injured on his forehead while you got crossed wounds on your chest.

"(y/n)!!!"

"Don't mind me!!" You landed on the tree, panted for a while before jumped again towards that demon.

"Breath of Wind, second form!"

"Third form!" It finally worked out, it's finally annihilated.

You huffed, gasped for more air. You put your hand on your chest, fresh blood from the cuts was flowing out.

"It seems that the injury wasn't that deep." Sanemi approached you. He wiped the red liquid on his temple carelessly. "Why don't you say that the uniform didn't fit for you?"

"We're in hurry, remember?"

"So, you walked around the town... With that."

"Look, I don't want this, but I have no choice, okay? Besides- Ow."

The sharp pain came again, you held your wounded chest.

"Nevermind that, come here. I'll stop the bleeding."

He found an abandoned post in that forest. Ordering you to sit down, he started to prepare the emergency treatment.

It's not just a mere flush, his face was burning when he sutured your breasts. Focus, Sanemi, you're the one who offering her help, are you?

"What are you blushing at? We've done 'that' for many-"

"Shut up! It's different!"

Well, it's actually embarrassing though, you bite your lips, averting your eyes to somewhere else.

"Nnh..."

"Hey, don't let out weird sound."

"It hurts..."

"Hold it." He tried, tried so hard to keep focusing on your wounds. His heart throbbed, it was like asking him to let it out from his ribcage.

He had to admit that you looked enthralling in this shape, torn uniform, some scars on your skins that never make him bothered, you shivering under his gentle touch while trying to maintain your preposition.

It's all perfect that he had to hush his bulge under his pants to calm down.

"Done." He stood up. You opened your eyes, letting out relieved breathe. "Could you walk? Or should we stay here for awhile? If it's still hurt, I could bring you to Butterfly Estate."

"No, you're injured too. Let's rest here together."

It's your turn to take care of his wounds. He sat down on the wooden board. Your knees propped you up, making creak sound on that board. You kneeled in front of him, wiping the blood out of his temple. You disentangled the bandage on your hand, starting to wrapped his injuries on the head.

Didn't realize that Sanemi kept staring on your chest, really close to his face. Your breast was jiggling lightly, following your movements while busy bandaging him.

Hold it, hold it, Sanemi. Not now.

His half-lidded eyes were hazy. Unconsciously, he moved his head towards, kissing your wounded chest.

You jolted a bit and looked down, the sting pain and his soft lips were mixed on your skin, making tingling sensation.

"Sa- Sanemi? Ow..."

"You're lucky that it's not poisoned." He hugged your under breast, still kissing your tender skin lightly.

"I- I guess." You made ribbon shape like on his head, pushed him slowly with your hands on his shoulder. "I- I think we should inform the Kakushi, about... The uniform and maybe better treatments. My crow has healed and could fly again."

"Right." You send message thorough your crow and after some flapping test, your crow flew away from your place.

Sanemi put his haori and uniform off, he's only wearing the white shirt now.

"Get some rest." You nodded, laying down and sleep sideways. He covered your with his uniform and your lower part with his haori. "I'll guard this area."

"With this thin clothes, you'll get cold." You pulled his shirt, shyly. "Would you mind sharing?"

"What sharing?"

You guided his hand, made him sleeping beside you. You lifted his uniform and covering both of you.

"Now, this is fair." You hide under his chin, putting your face in front of his chest. "We could share warmth together."

"I didn't mean to sleep. Who will prot- "

"Morning will come soon anyway. Just 1 hour rest."

"Argh, fine!" He pushed your back head, bringing him closer to his chest. He put his chin under your head, hiding his red flush because he could feel your breast against his bare chest.

Both of you eventually fell asleep while hugging each otherz with legs slipped into each other.

"Hey, wake up." After some time, he slowly shook your body. You rubbed your eyes and propped your weight with your elbow. "Here's the new change."

"Hm? Where did you get this?"

"Maeda came here."

"She did? Where is-"

"Yeah. Don't worry about her. Now, change. Quick."

"O-Okay." You started to put off your rotten uniform in front of him.

"You even didn't mind to say 'Turned around.' to me." He said that but still not averted his eyes off from your slow movements.

"Why? You always saw me naked after all."

"Ugh, just change."

No matter how many times he looked at it, that gorgeous body of yours will be always be his weakness.

Omake:

"Guys, did you see Maeda?"

"No."

"Nope."

"I wonder where is- wait, who is that floating on the river."

#kimetsu no yaiba imagines #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kimetsu no yaiba sanemi #kimetsu anime #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #kny imagines #kimetsu no yaiba scenarios #kimetsu no yaiba headcanons #kny headcanons #kny sanemi #shinazugawa sanemi x s/o #sanemi shinazugawa #sanemi shinazugawa x reader #shinazugawa sanemi x reader #shinazugawa sanemi #sanemi reader #demon slayer sanemi #sanemi x reader

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lilithsgayadoptednephew · 4 years ago

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Holy Hands

Fandoms: Shall We Date?: Obey Me! Not Rated Graphic Depictions Of Violence F/M, Other Complete Work

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Chapter 31

Luke didn't rise again.

Michael rounded on the defenseless humans before him, diving towards them before the brothers had time to notice. MC reacted on instinct, throwing Acacia to the ground and out of harm's way before shoving the approaching angel with their palm. Hoping to draw his attention away from their sister.

As they stretched their hand towards the enraged Angel, it was not their palm that made contact, but a large golden shield.

Honestly, where would they be without Lilith's bow?

Michaels approach was stunned by the defense, but he continued undeterred. Moving past MC completely to grab their frightened sister off the ground. The boys had caught on by now that they were under attack and swarmed threateningly around Micheal.

"Put her down" MC growled. For a moment it was easy to forget they were a human with how they sounded.

"Now you stay back MC, I don't want you getting hurt." He said sweetly.

"That's new," They spat.

"Well it occurred to me…" he wrapped his hands tighter around Acacia's wrists to keep her secure as he spoke. The brothers didn't dare move while she was being threatened. "Of course you'd be predisposed to sin, you've been amongst the source of it for over a year. I just need to give you the forgiveness you've been missing." He leaned down as if talking to a child. "I can fix your wayward mind, my Lamb. I can take you away from these terrible influences and remind you of your inherent innocence."

They stared wide eyed as he finished his explanation. With his relentless pursuit of the brothers they should've figured it out sooner. Michael was obsessed.

"Let the girl go, this is between us." Lucifer called out in hopes of drawing Michaels attention away from the humans.

Acacia sensed the distraction of her captor and raised her knee up. Stomping with all her weight right on Micheal's foot.

"Aaah!" He pulled back but only held her wrists tighter. "Insolent snake! That's enough." The angry man dragged the fighting human over the railing. Gasps and cry's sounded from the surrounding people, all of which considered Acacia family.

All of which had seen the consequences of that drop.

Holding the railing with one hand he held the squirming girl over the ledge with his other. She hyperventilated at the sight of the water churning below. The melting snow was no longer contributing to the water level and it had lowered considerably. Below her was not the water Lucifer had fallen in weeks earlier, but the harsh rocks exposed by the lowered tide.

She was too scared to even scream.

Any other words Lucifer had died on his tongue. He just stared and sympathized too closely with the look of animalistic panic in Acacias eyes as she looked down.

"You will all do as I say or the human falls!" He called to the small crowd. There was deathly silence. The wind whistled as it blew quickly over the concrete of the bridge. Acacia's wrist started to ache and her shoulder felt like it was pulled taffy, but she tried her best not to move. If she fell now it would be the death of her.

MC locked eyes with their sister. They slowed their breathing and relaxed their muscles, Acacia had to see they had this under control. Even if they didn't. They gripped their shield firmly and gave their sister a small smile. She calmed a little too, assured that MC would figure something out.

Lucifer didn't care much for Acacia, that was no secret. But she was MCs sister. He saw from the corner of his eye how MC consciously tried to reassure her without words. How they were racking their brain for a way out while trying to look like they already had one. It was too familiar, and he had to respect it. Lucifer turned his attention to Michael. He had stooped to threatening a human to get his way. And he did it in such an odd way. Dangling her over the bridge, and he didn't use his wings...where were they?

Mammon was distressed . He'd only just figured it out with Acacia! And she was...was… oh God why didn't he have his wings in case he dropped her? Mammon's wings weren't large enough to support his weight in flight, what if Michael slipped? What if he broke her arm dangling her like that? What if something happened and he couldn't save her and he never saw her smile or heard her snort-laugh again and he was stuck alone in an empty world with no one to–

Acacia saw MC was calm, but Mammon was visibly losing his shit. They all were at a standstill.

"I want everyone on their knees" Michael demanded. With no other option the boys lowered themselves to the ground. Months ago there would've been a bit more protest, but being human had humbled them all. MC stayed standing, hoping Michael wouldn't notice as they inched closer.

That's right... I'm just a silly human. I can't think for myself or speak against you. I can't act. Focus your attention on the boys, Michael. They are the threat, not little old me.

Acacia let out a small whine. MC looked to her and saw tears forming in her eyes. Her skin was tearing where Michael held her wrist. Blood trickled lazily down her arm and she stared at it with pain in her eyes. Her face going white. MC broke into a sprint.

They practically flew to the railing before there was time to react. There was no choice. With one hand they shoved their shield in Micheal's face, knocking him aside. The shield flew from their grip and went with him. With the other hand they grabbed Acacia by the collar of her nice leather jacket and threw her towards safety. MC felt relief for a brief moment as their sister grabbed the railing with shaky hands.

They let out a sigh as they fell, too late noticing they had no hands left to save themself.

0Time stopped.

Lucifer was formulating a bargain with Michael in his head as he saw MC make a mad dash over the edge. He wanted to run, to fly, to save them . To protect them like he promised himself he would, but he couldn't move. He looked at the drop he'd suffered mere weeks before and he froze.

He knew he'd never get over it in time.

Now they were falling, time was practically meaningless as his senses took in every excruciating detail of what was happening. Forcing life into slow motion. MC fell, they didn't even seem to care they were going to…

Lucifer's heart beat in his ears as he turned to Micheal. The angel's eyes were almost as frightened as he felt. He'd known Micheal for a long time, and that was Michael's greatest weapon against him. Now it would be their solace. they could read each other like a simple story book. The terrified eyes turned to his and there was a wordless agreement.

0Michael watched as his human fell in their sisters stead. They fell so slowly it felt like an eternity he couldn't move. They'd never be forgiven if they perished now. They'd never realize and repent and finally be his. His stomach dropped with them as they fell, his feelings he tried to deny forcing their way past his throat and behind his teeth. He couldn't save them. He had no wings.

His eyes locked with Lucifer's and his own thoughts were mirrored. It had been millennia since they'd read each other so quickly, but the response was instantaneous. Muscle memory.

Save them

Lucifer practically begged, but Micheal shook his head almost imperceptibly. The demon instantly put it together. Micheal didn't have his wings, he didn't know why but it didn't matter. All that mattered was MC was falling. And he had to do something fast, something that he'd never live down.

"I don't–" Michael started to explain, but he didn't need to finish telling Lucifer about his wings. His response was like stone.

"Take mine"

0MC only fell for a few moments, their eyes screwed shut. They didn't want to see themself hit the rocks.

Acacia was safe

Micheal had no leverage

They were ok with this.

But it wasn't rocks that greeted them as their heartstopping fall was interrupted. It was the giving jolt of landing in someone's arms. They didn't process this at first. Then there was a single wonderful moment where they thought...they naively believed perhaps Lucifer had saved them.

Then they opened their eyes, and nearly screamed as they saw themself in the arms of the enemy.

Micheal was a little unsteady on wings that weren't his own. Lucifer's were darker, stronger, and there were 4 instead of 6. He'd lost a pair when he fell and it never occurred to Michael just what a difference it made. He couldn't imagine what a strong flyer Lucifer must've been with 6.

Landing on the bridge he didn't release MC right away. They didn't like that apparently because they pried themself out of his arms upon touching down and stood away from him. Eyes staring in abject terror and an arm in front of Acacia.

He looked at the scene before him, now that the humans were safe the Brothers circled like a pack of jackals. All except Lucifer who was content to watch his brothers as he stood almost imperceptibly between Michael and MC. His wings returned to him and made him look much larger, matching the accusing glare he leveled the angel with.

What...what had he done? He knew MC had affected him in a way that made him weaker but…

The fear for their safety. The willingness to abandon his mission to save them. Agreeing with Lucifer. He'd fallen farther that he thought.

His mind reeled and his feelings twisted in his throat like a mass of writhing snakes. He had to leave. Not only could he not face all seven of them without leverage, but he couldn't do anything with his mind and morals in such a frenzy. He cast one backward glance at MC, they looked at him like a rabbit would a wolf, and the knife in his gut twisted farther.

They were more confused than he'd realized. He had to save them from this, and he made a silent promise that he would.

With that in his mind, he fled.

#obey me!#obey me fanfic #Holy Hands

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Hey! I just found this blog, and it's super cute! All your writing is so great! I hope you don't mind me requesting? Sorry if I'm bothering you, but could I ask for scenarios/headcanons with Leo, Hinata, Natsume, and Chiaki taking their childish s/o to a Matsuri? Or if you don't know enough about Matsuris then just something cute like watching fireworks or lighting sparklers will do! Thank you! And you don't need to rush on this, since it seems you have alot :v

watch me rush on this anyway lmao i’d better post that while it’s stillsummer !!! aaah a matsuri request !!!! fortunately I knew enough about it towrite these ! I hope you’ll enjoy them ♥ natsume ended up a tiny bit longer than the others bc he a thot - mod mademoiselle

Leo :

The summer festival was packed fullwith people, tonight ! You were hesitantly walking amongst the crowd, reachingon your tiptoes to try and see if your boyfriend was here. Unfortunately, he’snot exactly the tallest, so he doesn’t stand out in crowds… that is, unless hestarts shouting.

“Heeeeeyyy ! Over heeeere !” Ah, that was definitely Leo’s voice ! You turned around, and here hewas, grinning widely at you. Not paying mind to the people still going about,you rushed in your boyfriend’s arms, giggling happily. He was laughing too,even carrying you to the best of his ability. You were surprised to see he waswearing a yukata, and it suited him really well ! The garment reallycomplimented his skinny frame. He took in your own figure with a wide smile.

“Whoooaa, you’re wearing a yukata too ! It’s so cute !” he exclaimed, and yousmiled, a bit relieved to hear he liked it.

“Thanks, yours looks really good too !” He grinned at the compliment, his hand naturally finding yours andsqueezing it tight. That’s what you loved about your boyfriend : he tended toact on impulse ! That just made his every action so much more genuine.

“Ruka-tan helped me put it on, since I’m so bad at it!” Leo laughed loudly, prompting a few people to turnand watch him in amusement. He seemed to be in an even better mood than usual !The colorful and enthusiastic atmosphere of the festival probably had a part inthis… but before you had the time to ponder about that, he was already pullingyour hand and pointing at a stall in the distance.

“Whoa, not so fast, Leo !” Youwere struggling to match his pace, but this just made it so much funnier. Leodidn’t slow down anyway, just drawing his tongue at you before going evenfaster. Your wooden sandals were making it pretty hard to run, at least withoutstumbling. Leo was excitedly blabbering, visibly not noticing your struggles.

“Hurry hurry, there’s a game I wanna play ! I betyou’ve never tried it, too !” He stopped in front of a stallwhere children were lining up, eyes twinkling with impatience. To be honest,his enthusiasm was extremely contagious and you found yourself smiling widelytoo.

When it was finally your turn, Leorushed to the stand owner to pay for the game. It seemed to be about catchingfish with a scoop… Goldfish were swimming calmly in the water, their long finsundulating in the ripples. Leo was focusing already, squatting down to observethe fish at eye-level. His tongue was slightly drawing from his mouth in hisconcentration, and that sight made you giggle.

“Whaaat ? You making fun of me ? I bet you suck atthis though, even more than me !” He tried to scoop one of thegoldfish out of the water, but it swam away immediately. With an impatient little groan, hetried again, and once more the fish went to hide at his brusque movements.

“Hey, you’re doing it too fast ! Look, the fish areafraid. Let me try !” You tried to take the scoop out ofyour boyfriend’s hand, but he wouldn’t let you, eyebrows furrowed.

“Aah, don’t steal my scoop ! It’s mine, I paid for it!” You huffed your cheeks in protest, but he wouldn’tbudge and you eventually gave up, groaning. Leo’s triumphant smile was soonwashed away by concentration again as he tried scooping out one of the fish, onlyto fail again.

“I told you, you’re too fast, but you wouldn’tlisten.” You were pouting, much to Leo’s dismay.

“Hey, don’t be angry at me ! You’re not angry, right?” You didn’t answer, looking away. The stand ownerlaughed, shaking his head, and Leo tried to meet your gaze, to no avail.

“Of course I’m not angry.” Youturned a bit towards your boyfriend’s worried face, but your lips were stillcontorted in a small pout.

“Thank god ! Here, I’ll let you try. I bet you can’tdo it anyway !” Leo handed you the scoop, and you grinned at him,kissing his cheek before looking the fish over.

“I think you have to go for it more slowly”, you whispered, gently approaching one of the fish with the scoop. Assoon as you were getting close to it, you scooped it out of the water, andLeo’s eyes widened… only for it to fall in the water. The scoop was made ofpaper, and it softly tore right under the fish you’d managed to catch.

“Ah, that’s not fair ! You were so close !” Leo was pouting, and you smiled, taking your wallet. Once you’d given afew more coins to the stand owner, you had a brand-new scoop and were trying tocatch the fish again. That is, until Leo suddenly started flailing about.

“Not that one, not that one !” He’d suddenly screamed way too close to your ear, and you jumped a bitin surprise, causing the fish to swim away quickly.

“Hey, don’t scare me like that, Leo ! See, the fishare afraid again now.” Leo quickly pecked your cheek inapology, then pointed to a bright orange fish with a white tail.

“Try to catch this one ! I want it.”

“Why ? I think the white one is cuter”, you retorted, watching your favorite fish leisurely swim with theothers. Leo grinned at you, leaning his head on your shoulder.

“Because it has cute eyes. They remind me of yours !” You just stared blankly at the huge, empty eyes of the fish. Was thatsupposed to be a compliment… ?

“Uh, thanks, I guess ? But I don’t know, it reminds meof you, actually. It’s the same color as your hair !” Leo gasped at your comment, nodding furiously.

“Ah, you’re right ! Then I’m going to call him Leo theSecond !” Well, at least he has an interesting naming sense.

“Wait until I catch him first”, you laughed. You tried to focus on the one fish Leo wanted, when hesuddenly grabbed your face with two hands and loudly smooched you. You wereleft blinking in surprise, cheeks slightly pink.

“It’s a good luck charm ! Now scoop Leo the Secondout, I really wanna bring him home !” Leo wassmiling widely, the colorful lights from the paper lanterns reflecting in hiseyes. He looked absolutely gorgeous, and you suddenly realized you’d beenstaring at him in awe for a moment. With a sheepish little nod, you got readyto try scooping the fish again. You approached it as slowly as you could,hoping the paper wouldn’t break this time… and you successfully scooped it outof the water, proudly showing it to the owner. Leo laughed brightly, clappingas the owner gently put the fish in a small plastic bag filled with water.

“Be careful, alright ? Treat him well.” You took the bag from the stand owner with a smile, then handed itover to your boyfriend, whose eyes widened slightly in surprise.

“Eh, why are you giving it to me… ? You won it, soit’s yours !” he chirped, giving you the bag again. You shook yourhead, teasingly pecking Leo’s lips.

“You’re the one who really wanted it. It’s all yours !Let’s say it’s a gift from me.” Leo stared at you incredulously, notsure if he should believe you. He then shyly took the bag, cheeks tinted pink.

“Thank you… It’s the first time someone ever—” He suddenly stopped, mouth hanging open. You briefly wondered why, butthen you heard them. The fireworks. Leo gasped, and you could swear his facehad literally lightened up in just a second.

“Aah, it’s the fireworks show ! We can’t miss it !!Come on, hurry up, I wanna get a nice spot !” And heleft running, tugging on your hand to get you to move. You laughed, trying yourbest to match his pace without stumbling.

“Don’t run so fast ! What if you harm the fish ?” He just sent a boyish grin your way as a response, but actually sloweddown a bit.

“I won’t, promise ! You gave it to me, after all. It’skinda like we’re its parents !” You stopped in your tracks,blushing a bit. Parents, huh… ? You couldn’t help but imagine, maybe… you andLeo, older but even happier, with kids of your own…

“Come on, you’re soooo slow ! Hurry or we’re gonnamiss it all !!” You hadno time to dawdle on these thoughts any longer : as usual, Leo was pulling onyour hand and laughing brightly. But there was no way you’d ever get tired ofit.

Hinata :

You were nervously fiddling withyour yukata’s sash, sitting on a bench. You weren’t usually so nervous, buttonight, the festival was crowded. People were looking at you, and youself-consciously fixed your hair. You just hoped you didn’t look too weird…

Your boyfriend was just a little bitlate, but as you suddenly spotted him amongst the crowd you understood why. Hewas with his twin brother and some of his classmates, joking around. As soon ashis eyes met yours, he waved at them and happily trotted to you.

“Sorry I’m late ! Yuta-kun had some trouble with hisyukata, and I couldn’t leave him looking ridiculous, you know ?” He winked at you, then gently helped you get up. Only then did he fullytake in the view, and he grinned, blushing a bit.

“Ah, you’re wearing a yukata too !It looks really nice on you~” He regretfully took his eyes awayfrom you, but took your hand with a mischievous grin. You looked around a bitand saw some other couples holding hands, so you decided to throw yourembarrassment by the window and intertwine your fingers together.

“Is it fine that you’re with me rather than with yourfriends ?” you asked, and he fervently nodded, squeezing yourfingers briefly.

“It’s a date, so of course yes ! I don’t wanna be withanyone else tonight, you know~” He wiggled his eyebrowssuggestively, making you giggle. Hinata looked positively delighted at thesound.

“Well that’s good, because I didn’t plan to give youaway to anyone else”, you airily answered, prompting yourboyfriend to smile. That was obviously the answer he’d been expecting.

You looked around a bit, unfamiliarwith the stalls and games of the festival. Hinata was quick to catch on,smirking teasingly.

“You’ve never come here before, right ?” he asked, and you nodded. “Then,does it make tonight your ‘first time’ ?” He sent a pointed look your way,eyes twinkling with amusement. You drew your tongue at him, making him chuckle.

“It’s just a joke, a joke~ Well anyway, hope you’rehungry, because tonight’s schedule revolves around sweets !” He looked so happy at that prospect, and you found his excited smile tobe contagious.

“Sounds good ! What’s first ?” He just pointed at an endless line of food stalls with a huge grin.Before you knew it, you were queueing alongside him, while he happily ordered abit of everything, from most of the stalls. Did he… intend to eat all of that ?

Soon enough, you were seated at atable near the main street, lit up by paper lanterns. Hinata went to get papernapkins and gave half of them to you with a little smile. “Believe me, you’re gonna get cream or chocolate all over your chin atsome point.” You could only stare at the impressive number of plates andcups filled with various desserts, your stomach grumbling in hunger.

“Yeah, looks that way… Ah, can I try that ?” you asked, pointing towards what looked like a fish-shaped waffle.Taiyaki, right ? Hinata nodded happily, handing you the treat.

“Just eat whatever you want ! There’s more than enoughfor two~” And he was right : even after sampling a bit ofeverything, there was still a lot more. But Hinata was certainly not planningto stop there.

“Come on, aaah~” Youhappily opened your mouth when he prompted you to, letting him spoon-feed you icecream. It was delicious, too ! Hinata looked pleased you liked it, taking aspoonful of it to try it too.

“Ah, wait”, youinterrupted, “I have to spoon-feed youtoo, right~ ?” He grinned, handing you the spoon and exaggeratedly openinghis mouth, prompting you to giggle. He didn’t look like he liked the icream though, andyou curiously titled your head sideways.

“I thought it was amazing, but you don’t seem to… ?” He shook your head at your question, even grimacing a bit.

“Nah, actually I think it’s not sweet enough.” But it was just perfect to you ? He grinned devilishly as he added : “But I know something that will make itmuch, much sweeter.” Before you had the time to answer anything, he leaneda bit and gently kissed your still-parted lips. You could only close your eyesand melt into the kiss as he deepened it, his hands finding your own. His lipswere warm and tasted of strawberry ice cream… You were surprised when hesuddenly pulled back, cheeks pink but smiling.

“There, much better, right ?” You just blinked, still dazed from the kiss, and he laughed, adding : “Man, I’ve always wanted to do that ! Sorryif it was cheesy.” He winked, prompting you to smile.

“I wouldn’t mind if you did stuff like that moreoften, though !” You stood up, throwing away the napkins and emptycontainers with your boyfriend’s help, before he gently guided you amongst thecrowd again. His hand was softly squeezing yours again, and it felt so nice tobe connected to him…

“I have something else in store for you~ I hope you’renot afraid of fire ?” You answered his question with asmall frown. You hoped he wasn’t planning anything dangerous…

“It depends, I guess ? Why ? Don’t tell me—” He cut you off with a laugh, gently stroking the back of your hand withhis thumb in a soothing motion.

“Hey, do you really think of me as someone sodangerous ? Naah, it’s nothing like that !” Hestopped in front of a stall, which seemed to sell…

“Sparklers ?” youasked, and he nodded happily. He definitely seemed to know a lot about them,asking for specific ones and happily going through the bag once he was donewith his purchase.

“Yep ! I’ve been playing with them a lot~ I remember,when I was little, Yuta-kun was really afraid of them for some reason ! I’dchase after him with sparklers and say ‘Yuta-kun, I’m going to burn you alive’…! Ah, fun times.” Well, at least hewas having fun…

“You know, Hinata, I think I’m starting to grasp whyYuta always runs away from you.” You smiled at your boyfriend, wholaughed loudly before playfully elbowing you.

“Don’t say that ! It’s just that he’s shy aboutshowing his love for me~ Anyway, help me find a nice, secluded little cornerplease ! Wouldn’t want to accidentally burn anyone alive, for real this time~” You giggled and started looking for a quiet place where you could gowith him, and eventually you found a perfect spot.

As you were holding the bag open andexamining its contents carefully, Hinata took one of the sparklers and expertlylit it up. You reflexively took a few steps back, but he was laughing, waving thecolored light around.

“Don’t be afraid, it’s not dangerous or anything !Look, it’s so pretty.” He lit up another one and wasforming intricate shapes and patterns by moving them fast. You couldn’t tearyour eyes away from him.

“You’re right ! It’s really beautiful”, you whispered. He grinned before gently handing you one of hissparklers. You hesitantly took it, but soon got used to it and started to playaround with it just like Hinata did. Whenever one of the sparklers would gooff, Hinata would light up a new one. Some of them sent bright sparkles flyingabout, while some were best to move around fast, and your boyfriend knew whatevery single one of them was just perfect for !

“Hey, hey, look !” Hinatacalled out, and you turned your head his way. He was forming a heart out ofbright light, grinning happily. You smiled, trying it out too to see if youcould do it.

“I can do it too ! I really wish I could take somepictures though…” Hinata shook his head at your comment, whichsurprised you for a moment.

“No need for pictures ! Just carve tonight into yourmemories~ Y’know, I’m going to remember you for my entire life !” Maybe he was just joking around, as he usually was, but for some reasonyou profusely blushed at that thought. If he was serious… then it would be oneof the prettiest things you were ever told. Not noticing your sudden shyness,Hinata was still playing around with the sparklers.

“Look, look, I’m writing your name ! And mine too !H…. I…. N… Oh wait, we should totally carve them in a tree somewhere !” He suddenly stopped moving his sparklers around, looking for a suitabletree nearby.

“I don’t have anything you could use for that though”,you answered. Hinata nodded dejectedly, visiblydisappointed at the thought he wouldn’t get to carve your initials here foreveryone to see.

“Maybe that’s better for the trees anyway… Well,sometimes I want everyone to know about us, but I probably don’t need to~” You thought his face looked just a bit more serious for a moment, butmaybe it was just the weak lighting of the sparklers…

He lit up another sparkler, and youcould briefly distinguish his face in more detail. He was looking at you, asmall smile on his lips, so uncharacteristically different of his usual grin.

“I mean”, he added, “why should I need everyone knowing ? As long as you do, I’m happy.”

You smiled bashfully at his words,watching your last sparkler go off. Hinata’s went off too, and suddenly it wasjust the two of you, holding hands and kissing, with just the stars knowing.But it was more than enough.

Chiaki :

Everyone was so fired up tonight !It made you smile, your heart thumping loudly in your chest. You lovedfestivals, and you were so happy your boyfriend invited you to a datethere ! Besides, it seemed like he’d love the festival too.

… Right. It seemed. You couldn’tfind him anywhere, and even though you tried to call him, he never picked uphis phone. Well, knowing him, he must have gotten pulled into something andyou’d run into him soon enough. You took your time strolling peacefully in thefestival, stopping by at stalls for a moment, buying delicious-looking food andenjoying it quietly. While it wasn’t bad to relax once in a while, you kind ofmissed the boisterous excitement your boyfriend would bring anywhere just by beingthere.

As you thought, it’s a lot lessfunny without Chiaki, right… ?

You were contemplating buying someapple candy when something else that was bright red suddenly caught yourattention. On the next stall were displayed a variety of masks to be worn witha yukata. You smiled as you looked one of them over. It was a tokusatsu hero’smask, red and all ! Once more, you were reminded of your boyfriend. You didn’thesitate one second and bought it, thinking you’d give it to Chiaki once you’dfind him.

As you were strolling down theendless line of stalls, you suddenly heard the distant sound of singing anddrums. The people who were walking about as you were had stopped, lining upalong the stalls. Was there a procession of some sort over there ? You tried tostand on tip-toe, but you couldn’t see much. The crowd seemed enthusiasticthough, whispering happily as the sound drew closer and closer.

Eventually, the procession came by.It was preceded by singing women in traditional attire, and you watched thempass by with wide eyes. The sight was so impressive ! Then came men carrying amikoshi, those portable shrines. They were chanting proudly, even though theylooked exhausted. That shrine certainly looked heavy… And then came the taikodrummers, led by… none other than Chiaki ?

Wait, was that Chiaki ? Yeah,actually, no doubt about that ! He was leading up the drummers proudly, joiningin the chants once in a while. When his eyes met yours, he gave you a brightsmile, full of enthusiasm and energy, before he went away with the rest of theprocession.

As soon as the procession had ended,he immediately rushed to you. Before you could say anything, he swooped you ina rib-crushing bear hug, even spinning you around.

“Chiaki ! I’m so happy you’re here !” You hugged him tight too, secretly relieved he didn’t just forget yourdate.

“About that… I’m awfully sorry ! I’m so late, this isunforgivable… ! I was held back by the procession, as you can see… They weremissing a drummer, and I couldn’t just leave them be !” He gave you an apologetic smile, to which you answered with one of yourown.

“It’s fine ! I’m just really, really glad you’rehere…” He gently stroked your hair, a small frown on hislips, seemingly not reassured by your comment.

“But still, I made you wait… I shall be all yours fromnow on ! You can make me do whatever you please— what is that ?” You were handing him a paper bag, inside of which was the mask you’dbought for him earlier. Your mischievous smile made him grin happily in histurn, and before you knew it, he’d opened it.

“It’s a gift I bought for you ! Do you like it ?” He was admiring the mask reverently, touching it with the utmost care,as if he were afraid to break it.

“It’s… absolutely perfect ! Well, anything from you isperfect anyway, but ! This is… !” He stopped a moment, clearly at aloss for words, then he put it on the side of his head with a smile. He wastrying his best to look composed, but his fingers were slightly trembling. Youeven had to help him, your fingers brushing against him and making him smileeven more. Once it was on, he leaned down to gently peck at your lips. Itlasted only a few seconds, but his cheeks were already red.

“T-The fireworks should start shortly, so I suggest wego and try to find a nice spot to watch them !” Younodded, and he looked a bit relieved. He didn’t even tense up too much when youtook his hand, instead stealing a glance at you and starting to smileuncontrollably when he noticed how happy you looked.

The locals seemed to know Chiaki, asa lot of people would smile to him or wave as he passed them by, and it madeyou acutely aware of how much people were looking at you too. They were mostlysmiling, their eyes falling on your jointed hands. Chiaki was still blushing,but bravely smiled back, even squeezing your fingers tighter. How cute…

You stopped on the way to buy somesweets, and as you were done, a sound suddenly caught your attention. Was that…crying ? More accurately, a child was crying. He looked like he was about threeor four years old, sobbing uncontrollably between two stalls. Chiakiimmediately spotted him and rushed to him, kneeling in front of him.

“Are you okay ? Did you get lost… ?” The child nodded, sniffing loudly. You quickly looked for a tissue, andhelped the poor little boy wipe away his tears. Chiaki sent you a worried gaze,then looked back to the child. He was visibly conflicted. Finally, he took ashaky breath.

“Do you mind if…” Youinterrupted him, smiling gently.

“Of course not ! Let’s help him find his parents.” Chiaki looked immensely relieved, and smiled shakily at you before hegently swooped up the boy in his arms. He seemed like he was used to it !

“Don’t cry, young boy ! We will help you find yourparents again ! I’m a hero, you know, so it’s nothing unusual for me !” The boy had calmed down a bit, and was staring at your boyfriend withwide eyes.

“You’re a… real hero ?” Chiakinodded fervently, before shooting you a meaningful look and adding in a boomingvoice :

“We’re both heroes, actually !”

“That’s true !” youchirped, nodding proudly. The child looked half-impressed, half-overjoyed atthe thought of meeting heroes, and Chiaki skillfully kept going, captivatinghis single-member audience fully.

“So you shouldn’t worry, alright ? We will definitelyfind your parents !” He kept reassuring the boy, addingin funny stories of his past hardships as a hero and soon enough, the child waslaughing in his arms, having completely forgotten about his parents. You justlooked at him with a happy smile. Chiaki seemed to be having a lot of fun too…

A sudden noise made you jump insurprise. That’s right, the fireworks… ! Chiaki immediately turned your way,panicked.

“I forgot, but we were supposed to go see the fire—”

“Hey, it’s alright ! I really don’t mind. Shouldn’t wemove away from them actually ? Isn’t the boy afraid of them ?” You and Chiaki looked over to the child, still cozily snug in Chiaki’sarms… and he was peacefully asleep against his chest, even drooling a bit overhim. You smiled at the sight, and Chiaki got a bit closer to your ear towhisper :

“Then let’s just stay here and watch ! We can stillsee them from here, look !” He was right : it was pretty crowdedhere, but at least you had a nice view of the night sky. The fireworks weregorgeous… You were so absorbed in your contemplation that you were surprisedwhen Chiaki shyly put his free arm around your waist, and you leaned your headagainst his shoulder. The night was so calm and peaceful…

“Oh my, isn’t your little boy a darling ?” A kind-looking old lady standing near you smiled at you, and Chiakisent you an embarrassed little smile. You felt your cheeks heat up a bit andshakily raised your voice.

“Oh, actually, this is—”

“He is, isn’t he ?” Chiakihad suddenly cut you off, and for a moment, you completely lost track of yourthoughts. Did he just… agree with her ? His cheeks were getting increasinglyredder, but he was smiling happily at the child snuggled up in his arms, like afather would.

“How nice, to be young and in love !” The old lady laughed and raised her head to admire the night sky again.You sneaked a glance at your boyfriend, who did exactly the same thing, and thetwo of you just exchanged a happy, if flustered smile.

Sure, you’d find the boy’s parentssoon enough but… maybe you could enjoy your evening for just a little bitlonger, beforehand. It’s okay to be a little bit selfish sometimes, right… ?

Natsume :

You were absorbed in yourcontemplation of the colorful paper lanterns lighting up the streets, notreally paying attention to the people going about. It was a warm and pleasantsummer evening, buzzing with excitement. Children were running about andlaughing, people were chatting… but Natsume looked strangely serene, when youran up to him.

“Natsume !” You jumped in his arms,hugging him tight. He chuckled and held you briefly, eyes twinkling withamusement.

“Did you really miss me that much ?I’m touched, little kitten.” You couldn’t help but smile when you noticed hereally had a dissonant air of calm about him, almost as if the overexcitedatmosphere wasn’t contagious to him. He casually slipped an arm around yourwaist, strolling lazily between the stalls and examining your every reaction.If you knew him any less than you did, you’d think he was used to festivals orjust very casual about them…

… but Natsume’s probably the one personyou know best. His eyes were constantly darting all over the place, and hiseyebrows were just a tiny bit furrowed. He never came here. It’s his first time,and as much as he was trying to guide you in the stall-lined streets, he justended up following the other people strolling about. You couldn’t help but feellike teasing him…

“Feels weird to finally get out ofyour room, huh ? How’s the outside world ?” He smirked in response, bringingyou a bit closer to him.

“I can still go back home, you know.”He said that in a light, teasing tone, but you wondered if he wasn’thalf-serious… You couldn’t help but sneak a glance at him, when he was notlooking. He did wear a yukata and was carrying a folding fan in his free hand,but he looked over-cautious. To you, it was painfully obvious he wasn’t feelingat ease here. Maybe he’s really the indoor-type…

His eyes widened subtly for just asecond when you gently took his hand, softly removing it from your waist tohold it in yours instead. The pressure of your fingers against his was warm andgentle, just enough to remind him you were there, with him.

“It’s all good, Natsume, I’m here”,you smiled to him. He immediately answered back with a smirk of his own, butyou did sense his confusion just moments ago.

“I do hope it is. I came here foryou, you know.” His golden eyes reflected the colorful lights from the paperlanterns, and for a moment you were lost deep inside them. They didn’t look nearly asteasing as they usually did and were instead much softer… Was that gratitude ?

Too soon, the usual Natsume was backthough, whispering snarky comments to make you laugh. You didn’t exactlydislike this Natsume, but… you also were curious about the one you caughtglimpses of, sometimes. The quieter, more emotional Natsume that hid behind hisusual witty façade. Today, you faintly felt his presence, as your boyfriendgently squeezed your fingers in his from time to time. A particularly insistentsqueeze brought you back to the real world, as he nodded towards a stall.

“If it isn’t thatone plushie you really wanted last time…” You gasped, suddenlyremembering it. This small cat plushie ! You’d seen it in a crane game lastweek ! Neither you nor Natsume could win it though, so you had to give it up…

“Ah, you’re right ! I still want itthough ! Come on, Natsume, win it for me… !” You were practically bouncing inexcitement, gripping your boyfriend’s hand tighter, and he chuckled. He didlove your childish side…

“Aren’t you a lucky one, kitten.Shooting games are one of my specialties.” You laughed at his comment, as he wasgetting his wallet and paying the stand owner.

“What isn’t ? You’re always so good ateverything you try”, you retorted teasingly. He smiled in response, but itlacked the usual slyness he had most of the time.

“I wish, kitten.” Another glimpse ofhis hidden self, but it disappeared with just a blink. The usual, smirkingNatsume was back, studying attentively the display with his air gun in hand.

“You’d better focus real hard,Natsume ! I really want this plushie, you know ?” He chuckled in response,already aiming. His eyes were calmly roaming about, catching every detail, and he looked sofocused already…

“You can count on me. I’m not goingto let it slip me right by another time.” And with that, he shot. You gaspedloudly : he really was good ! The targets fell one after the other, and he onlymissed one, although you could tell he was pretty annoyed at it. Once he wasdone, he gave the gun back to the owner with a smirk while you rushed to hughim tight.

“Hey, you’re so good ! I thought itwas just a bluff !” He shook his head at your comment, amused.

“I don’t make it a habit to backdown when it’s for you, you know.” Your attention was quickly caught by thestand owner, who was smiling at you.

“You definitely earned one of theprizes from here ! Which one do you want ?” Ah, he was showing the display inwhich the plushie you wanted was ! You pointed at it immediately.

“This kitty here, please !” Theowner took it from the display and handed it to you, and you couldn’t refrain ahappy little laugh. Natsume chuckled when you jumped in his arms, hugginghim so tight you might leave bruises.

“Thankyouthankyouthankyou ! Youreally did it ! Aaah, I’m so happy !” Natsume was about to tease you for beingso childish, but you kissed him right then and there, effectively making himshut up for the first time since you started dating him. He quickly got a hangof himself though, and broke the kiss soon enough.

“People are waiting, kitten. If youwant to do that sort of things, you’d better find a quiet place before.” Youcould tell he was serious though, so you quickly gripped his hand with a blush.Right now, there was nothing you wanted more than being alone with yourboyfriend…

Soon enough, you and Natsume hadfound a quiet little corner, not far from the nearby river. You were out ofbreath from all the kissing, but he wouldn’t stop, gently pushing you against atree and nibbling at your neck. He looked unusually serious today… There was noteasing, no smirks and no chuckles. He was just quietly longing for your warmth,eyes half-lidded as he kissed you over and over again. That is, until henoticed you were looking pointedly away.

“Could it be that you’re notsatisfied yet, kitten ? You’re distracted.” You blushed a bit but drew yourtongue at him in response, prompting him to kiss you a bit more roughly thistime.

“No, actually, I was looking at theriver… It’s really pretty, with all those lanterns.” Intrigued, he shot a lookat the river and his eyes widened a bit at the sight. Square lanterns weredrifting on the water, lit up by candles. It seemed like people were lightingthem up further away before putting them on the water… Your boyfriend’s lipsparted for a moment, but quickly closed.

“It is.” It was all he couldeventually say, surprising you a little. Was he moved by the beauty of thesight ? That thought made you smile lovingly, and suddenly, you had an idea.

“Do you want to go and light up alantern too ? These people must be getting them from somewhere”, you remarked,and he looked a bit surprised but nodded slowly.

“If you wouldn’t mind, then… By allmeans.” When you took his hand to guide him to the riverbank, it was grippingyours almost shyly, prompting you to giggle. It’s like you caught anotherglimpse of the quieter and shier Natsume…

You and your boyfriend got each alantern, and you were kneeling on the grass bed before the river, a sharpie inhand. “Looks like we have to write a wish inside before we light them up”, youcommented, lost in your thoughts.

What could you write… ? It’s prettyhard to come with a wish on the spot. Natsume looked just as deep in thoughtsas you were, then slowly started to write. You tried to sneak a glance, but heprotectively hid his lantern under his arms. When he realized it, he smirkedlightly, leaving you to chuckle. Secretive, isn’t he ?

Once you were done with your ownlantern, you lit up the candle inside. Natsume soon did the same, and the twoof you gently placed the lanterns on the rippling water. You were worried itwould just sink, but it floated instead, softly illuminating the river as itwent further away. You just sat there, watching as the lanterns drifted away,carried by the water. Your boyfriend looked so absorbed in his thoughts thatyou had to gently squeeze his hand for him to get back on earth.

“Come on, Natsume, our clothes aregoing to get dirty. Let’s move !” He nodded, helping you up. He did try to makea few sarcastic comments, as you were going back to the colorful andenthusiastic atmosphere of the festival, but you faintly felt he was feelingcontemplative tonight. He looked a bit more withdrawn than usual, too… Which is whyyou were surprised when he suddenly hugged you from behind, just before you gotback to the main area of the festival.

“Can I ask what you wished for ?” Hewhispered near your ear, making you shiver. You tried looking at him, but hehid his face in your neck, gently biting it as an excuse. Oh, but he wouldn’tfool you…

“It’s a secret ! If I tell you, itwon’t get true, you know~” You felt his lips curl into a small smile againstyour skin, but he didn’t insist. He seemed to be taking this whole wish thingvery seriously, which was uncharacteristic of him… “Well, I can tell youit’s something related to you though”, you added as an afterthought. You didn’treally say what exactly you wished for, so it shouldn’t count, right ?

Natsume just stayed silent a moment,arms unmoving around your shoulders. You closed your eyes, lettingyourself be swept by the moment. When your boyfriend finally answered, hisvoice was quieter than usual.

“I’m glad.” He kissed your neck onelast time, then your cheek, and finally the corners of your mouth. You turnedyour head sideway, trying to kiss him too, but he denied you with a littlechuckle. Now that you could see his face, his eyes were brighter than usual andlooked so much softer…

Before you could look at him formuch longer, he suddenly kissed you. Usually, he’s all teeth and tongue, buttoday he was oh so gentle. His hand even slowly cupped your cheek, stroking itsoftly with his thumb. You closed your eyes and melted into the kiss, losingtrack of time. It felt just right… Warm, safe and right.

When Natsume softly broke the kiss,you hugged him tight. You could faintly hear his heartbeat under his skin… andin the absolute silence surrounding you, the words he whispered in your earsounded so much louder.

“I don’t really believe in wishes, but Ithink mine just came true.”

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