#and i said yes. he said all too well (he was googling lol) i said which one. he said first one. i said 2012.
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Next thing you'll say is he doesn't have a tail
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EDIT: Just to keep things clear I didn't really think about bringing it up but not everyone's gonna click to see the first picture and might be confused. Alastor was stated to know only a little bit of broken French, the reasoning due to being from New Orleans. Speaking standard French is very much not a thing in New Orleans, so he would logically only know French-Creole. This is very different from the standard French language and a large misconception that people from New Orleans speak regular French. So yes, he does speak some French, just not as well as people make him nor would it, in theory, be the regular French that everyone makes him speak [but I wouldn't put it past the writers to not do that research but maybe I have too little faith in them]. I'm not from New Orleans, I visited it once so it's not like I'm an expert. But I HAVE looked into it and just bothering with one Google search will tell you it's not common and you'll even have a special term called "Louisiana French" pop up. With that all said, these were statements made on years past streams and could've been changed in the official series. However, as of right now, the official statement is that he speaks only a little broken French that should technically be French-Creole if they're going by and that he's from New Orleans to know that language. And again, I don't have a lot of faith in writers to do the research into it being Louisiana French rather than regular French, but now I'm rambling lol This is just a bit of context for this comic so people who were curious can understand it a bit more. And it's totally possible I got something wrong, so feel free to point it out when I do. I just like to dig into the nooks and crannies of information for things :3 2nd EDIT: Just for any future reblogs, I did get somethings incorrect in the above (not surprising), so here's some of the corrections I got:
@mangotangerine: "A tiny nitpick - it would likely be Louisiana Creole, which is one of the French-based Creole languages (Haitian Creole is prob the most well known as it has about 10-12 million speakers vs Louisiana Creole which has around 10,000 due to multiple factors but especially legislation in early 1920s outlawing it). Louisiana French is an umbrella term for the various French dialects/etc in the region (e.g., the dialect Cajun French)." (We actually had a whole conversation in the comments of this post and highly suggest looking down there in case you're interested in learning more!)
@alyssumflowers: "I am from New Orleans and a little bit of a language nerd. You're confusing some things here. Cajun French is a dialect of French. My great grandmother spoke it fluently, my grandfather in pieces.
Louisiana Creole is another language entirely. The word "creole" means mixed and a creole language is basically a mixture of two or more languages. Sort of, it's a linguistics thing. Anyways. Louisiana Creole has next to no speakers left and I've had a hard time trying to find somewhere or someone to learn it from because I really want to." (Always great to hear from someone who has more insider knowledge on the subject! So I wanted to give this it's share due as well, hope you can fine somewhere to learn it! /ᐠ > ˕ <マ ₊˚⊹♡ )
Thank you for the comments! My previous statement still stands about Al probably not speaking normal French, but I wanted these corrections still known and pointed out :3
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Fam,,,,, good day??? Don't wanna speak to soon its only 10:30 but ?????
#ok one. my manager asked me what music i like and ofc i said Taylor#so he turned on a taylor playlist#then dont blame me was playing and he was like 'i really like this one!! its a newer one right' and i said 'yeah like 2017'#and he went NO WAY YOU JUST KNEW EXACTLY WHAT YEAR IT CAME OUT. would you know the years of other ones 👀#and i said yes. he said all too well (he was googling lol) i said which one. he said first one. i said 2012.#he said ok now second one. i said 2021??? bc the last 3 years have run together so much it was actually a guess#he was like wow thats crazy#skdhsjdh#then he asked if ive seen her live or met her#ok and then!!! ive gotten a lot of cleaning done???? like pretty quickly?????#AND this morning a coworker asked me about my necklace and i told her that its ruby's quills#and her and another guy were like AWWWW THATS SO CUTE#AND the same one who asked. she brought her dog in and he likes me. i pet him a lot :)#PLEASE can today stay good#she was a baker girl
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Those Ghosts We Cannot Burn | Dabi x M!Reader
w/c: 1k cw: past trauma, canon-typical Todoroki family, mentions of child abuse, canon-typical violence, graphic language, difficult relationships #Eventual NSFW, bl, dunno who is top/bottom yet lol, hurt/comfort, angst, drama, reader is yakuza, reader and dabi have history, sorta enemies to lovers?? Notes: AAAAH short little snippet but I wanted to post anyway!! I need to get drafts out of my system or I'll go mad lmao...they're all just clogging up my google docs...it's so bad dude OTL so many WIPs
(ALL tags): @kamote-kuneho @tr4nnie @silvern1006
1. Hello, My Past
The bodies of his victims hissed and burned with a life only fire could leave in the path of destruction. Dabi knew it well–he was made the same way, after all. But they'd go on to simply disappear, their ashes fluttering away with the Autumn breeze while he continued to conquer his fate.
“Hey, you're the one they call ‘Dabi,’ right?”
The man in question paused, ears perking at that shitty, monotonous tone. Hah. It pissed him off. It made his heart hum, too. Weird.
“Who's askin'?” He drawled, tucking his hands in his pockets as he turned to face you with languid steps. When he caught sight of you in that alleyway, he almost remembered something, but couldn’t find the will to dwell on it.
“I am, on behalf of Shie Hassaikai,” you said, adjusting the cuffs of your jacket. “You've been torching our men, y’know?”
Dabi smiled. “And? You want an autograph or somethin’?”
You quirked a brow, looked him up and down, and scoffed. “You got a pen? Or, even know how to write in the first place? Don’t look the type.”
“Oi–”
“Anyway,” you continued, “You wouldn’t be willing to stop murdering ours while our respective leaders discuss their deal, hey?”
Dabi clicked his tongue. Annoying. “Their deal's got nothing to do with me.”
“Guess you're not as high up as they said, then.”
“You're a real pain in the ass, y'know?”
“It's kinda my job.”
“Maybe someone should relieve you from duty.”
A torrent of blue bloomed and crashed through the alley with the vicious hunger of a tsunami. Sparks exploded and flames lashed against stone and concrete, engulfing sky, earth, and all in-between with his show of firepower–a show he never grew tired of, one that never failed to remind him just what he lived for, what he–wait.
He squinted. What the hell?
A bright silhouette stood in the centre of the violent cleansing, wholly unmoved by the villain's flame. It wavered like a candle tousled by the night breeze, but it did not fade away with the light, nor with the wane of fire. And in the aftermath, once the alley fell quiet and dim once again, there it still stood, staring his way with a light that might rival a god's true form.
“You done?” You asked, voice crackling through a veil of blue.
Thousands of questions and thoughts rushed through his mind–what the hell was that? Who were you? What was your quirk? Why was your fire blue, too?--but he couldn't settle on one, not long enough to spit it out, anyway.
“I'll consider that a yes,” you decided. Your form re-materialized with a small flourish embers, and you breathed in deep.
Dabi tried not to let on how bothered he felt. “What the hell was that quirk?”
“Does it really matter?” You hummed, smiling. “The only thing you need to know is what you just saw–you can't get rid of me. Not with those flames of yours.”
“Hah. You sure about that, pretty boy?” His fingers twitched, eager to try his hand again. “I could crank the heat up for ya, see just how much you can handle.”
“Maybe another time,” you said, half-distracted as you checked your phone. “For now, remember what I said. Our bosses are trying to work together. Don't make this difficult.”
You turned halfway through your thought, showing Dabi your back without a care in the world. You must've really thought you couldn't be hurt by him. You must have really thought you were better than him. You must have.
But the sirens roaring toward the alley ruined his chance at demolishing you. He could take them on, but he'd rather not deal with the headache that'd follow–heaven knows he'd get reemed by some of the other villains for taking the PR crap too far.
Fucking prick, Dabi seethed silently. He'd have to kill you some other day.
–
“Touya,” you called, voice quiet.
The boy next to you, the one you squished into that single bed with whenever nightmares found him, stirred. Only your voice seemed to pull him free from the lull of dreams and nightmares, oddly.
“Yeah?” He whispered, clearing his throat, grimacing again at the scratchy stiffness to it.
“Once the doc helps you,” you started, sounding too serious for your age, “I think we should leave.”
“What?” Touya rubbed sleep from his eyes the best he could without tearing stitches and skin grafts apart. “What the hell is–”
Whatever else he had to say died in his throat when he caught a glimpse of you in the filtered moonlight; your calm, passive look of day had shifted come the night. Your face was kinder, exposing flickers of forbidden thoughts for none but one to see and soon forget, come the beckon of sleep.
“What the hell's your problem?” Touya breathed.
Your brows furrowed. “I don't want to be here,” you answered. “Have you even considered trying to go to your family? We could–”
“I did go back. Nothing's changed.” He smiled, bitter. “Those fucking sheep abandoned me already.”
“I won't abandon you,” you promised suddenly. “We can talk to them. Together. Come on, Touya–”
Touya laughed a pathetic, little sound. “Are you serious? They don't give a shit about me, they're not gonna give a shit about–do you think you're better than me? More special?”
Your eyes grew round. “Wh–I never said that.”
“But you think they'd listen to you, and not me,” he hissed, something igniting the hollow paths of his nerves and revving him back to life. “You think I'm not–”
You covered his mouth with a quick hand, and he held your wrist with a weak grip. “Shut up. You don't know what I think, so–so just shut up.”
I know what you think. And he was determined to prove you wrong, one way or another, even if he had to rip himself apart to do it--but you saw through him so easily. You always did; you always knew how to push his buttons then reset the system before he blew up.
And when you leaned in and kissed the back of your hand, the one still clasped over his mouth, he did indeed reset. Completely braindead once again, he was.
“Forget I said anything,” you huffed, turning your back to him and settling back in.
And Touya tried to forget, even though his mind buzzed and his heart thudded against his ribs. He tried, and he tried, and he tried.
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You should stay in my good graces
Written for Rowaelin Month, songfic day @rowaelinscourt
Sabrina Carpenter once said: “Break my heart and I swear I'm movin' on with your favorite athlete.”
Warnings: none I think? Some heavy petting but still safe for work lol
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Aelin Galathynius Seen At Football Game As Fans Continue To Wait For Album Release
“You do know he won’t want you for more than a night, right?” Lysandra asked while Aelin looked for Rowan Whitethorn at the afterparty with hawk-like precision.
“I hope so, yes,” she replied.
Aedion’s groan was loud even with the club’s music and hooting.
It shouldn’t be this hard to find the team captain at a game afterparty, but looking for someone she didn’t know in person wasn’t the best thing to do at crowded, massive, and poorly-lit nightclub.
Rowan Whitethorn. All she knew were his piercing green eyes that made her memorize his face even through a picture, and that he was a player in and out of the field. His reputation preceded him. The only thing Aelin could judge him was for how hot he is, though the media diagnosed him as an ‘incorrigible womanizer’ while experts called him the greatest football player of this generation.
And most importantly, her ex-boyfriend’s favorite active athlete.
“Are you sure you want to keep up with this?” Aedion asked, glancing between her and the crowd. “You weren’t even that into Chaol.”
Aelin sipped her margarita and shrugged. “This isn’t about my feelings towards him, it’s about his disrespect towards me.”
She knew her cousin well enough to know that he wasn’t comfortable leaving Aelin alone, half-drunk and mini-skirted at a bar filled with strangers, and Aedion knew her well enough to know she was carrying on with her plan anyway.
Lysandra proceeded to blabber about cultural differences between hot dogs from every country she’s been in with Aelin for this last tour, and Aedion ate it up with rapt attention. Aelin, however, looked around in a way her friend saw right through, feigning boredom to search for the one person she was here for tonight.
She couldn’t see everyone’s faces, but she could easily see how the crowd’s pattern shifted like the Red Sea parting for someone with a presence as strong as a team captain’s. Aelin saw people move and heads turn before seeing the man himself, and that’s how she found her target.
It was so easy to spot the difference between the moment he saw her from the moment he noticed her—a millisecond was enough to spot the blooming glint in the eyes of an archer who’s just found his prey.
The look of womanizer who’s just found a maneater in sheep’s clothing.
One, two—a slow smile—three, four. One polite tug and his gaze was drawn away, but she kept eye contact for long enough to get his attention.
“It’s done,” she told Lysandra and Aedion by the high bar table. Their reactions were much different—one excited, the other reluctant—but they knew it was their cue to leave.
Rowan knew where to find her, now all she had to do was wait. Aelin wasn’t so desperate she’d chase a man.
Her ex, Chaol, was never at these events to avoid his father—the CFO of one of the companies that sponsored the White Hawks—but that didn’t mean he didn’t love the sport. He watched every single game with Dorian, and Rowan Whitethorn’s autograph had a special spot in his hallway, among other framed signed jerseys from his favorite athletes.
Yes, Aelin googled every single one from that wall. The list wasn’t too big, and after crossing off every one that was dead or too old for her, the problematic ones, and the married ones… let’s say there was barely a list after what was supposed to be an initial selection, and she almost gave up on the plan. Aelin might be looking for someone to sleep with to get back at Chaol, but that didn’t mean she’d sleep with anyone just for the sake of revenge. Ew.
She got lucky that Chaol’s favorite athlete in their age group looked this cute.
One day, she’s going steady with her three-month long situationship; the next, her publicist calls her in the middle of a family dinner to tell her Chaol was caught looking way too cozy with another girl. They’d never discussed exclusivity in their relationship, so something they could’ve figured out in a conversation turned into something bigger because he was stupid enough to be photographed.
And if Aelin’s humiliation was public, Chaol’s payback would be too.
A hand on Aelin’s shoulder caught her attention—it was meant to only call her attention, but now the man kept a steady grasp on her that slid down to her elbow.
A pair of dark brown eyes assessed her with curiosity. “Aelin Galathynius,” he said, eyes now trailing down to the long stretch of exposed skin of her legs.
Aelin yanked her elbow back and was about to ask who this creep was, but didn’t get to it.
“Cairn.” She heard the name in a deep voice, but didn’t see his mouth move. A hand reached his shoulder from behind, and another man—the man she was looking for—stepped into their circle. He was even more magnetic up close.
“What.” Cairn said to his captain, terse.
“Coach wants to talk to you.”
“Is it about that foul?”
“Gotta ask him, man.”
Cairn gave Aelin one last look, then sighed and left off—resigned yet pissed.
Rowan took his time, alcohol-free beer in hand while he maintained a steady presence by her side. In that moment, Aelin decided that photoshop and celebrity takes did him no favors.
From the line between his brows the magazines smoothed out to that look he gave his teammate—not a disappointed-yet-resigned one with the politeness publicists groomed into public personas, but the look of a man who knew what he wanted, and wasn’t above bypassing his teammate in order to get it. The person she saw online was a polished version of the little part of the man she met now, and Aelin just happened to like him best rougher around the edges.
“Did he?” she said.
“Did he what?”
“Did Gavriel want to talk to him?”
Rowan smirked. Took a slow sip of his drink. “The thing about Coach Gav—if one of his players is there to listen, he always has an advice to give.”
He might as well have said ‘no’. Though he didn’t have to—even if Aelin wasn’t focused on taking Whitethorn to bed tonight, that Cairn person’s vibes were all off, she wouldn’t have given him any attention either way.
“I’m Rowan.”
“I know.” She giggled. “If I’m crashing a game afterparty, I should at least know the captain’s name.”
Not exactly crashing, since every man in her family was usually invited to this kind of sports thing, but this definitely wasn’t her scene.
“I think there’s a 50/50 chance you’re someone I should know,” he said with an apologetic expression.
She never found this offensive. When a good portion of the world was bombarded with Aelin’s name whether they want it or not, finding someone oblivious to her existence was somewhat refreshing.
“I’m Aelin.”
“Aelin,” he trailed with a faraway look in his eye. “Aelin, Aelin, Aelin…” The turning engines inside his head were clear as day until it clicked. “Aelin! From that Yulemas special, right?”
Aelin burst out laughing. She had been lucky enough throughout her career that none of her work could ever be called a ‘flop’, but that Yulemas special was the closest thing she had to it. The show was good enough and so was the viewership, but let’s say she did not sign up for another one the next year.
“What’s so funny?” He asked with a confused, but mostly amused look.
“You’re the first person I meet that knows me because of that Yulemas special, that’s all.”
Rowan ducked his chin, and Aelin was sure that blush on his cheek was just the strobe lights tricking her eyes. “I don’t really keep up with social media, or celebrity stuff… or anything that isn’t work, actually. But my cousins put that show on every Yulemas dinner.”
Aelin grinned. “That’s sweet.”
He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped himself because the song shifted to something even louder, and the crowd erupted in cheers. When it subsided, he leaned closer and said, “Can I take you to a booth upstairs?”
Aelin reared back to read his face. “Just a booth?” she asked with one brow quirked up.
“Just a private booth.”
A slow smirk danced on her lips. “Lead the way, then.”
Rowan pointed to the general direction they were going and trailed behind her, but his hand found her back and stayed there when he noticed the sets of eyes following Aelin around the club—marking his territory.
However, they came to an abrupt stop when one of his teammates quite literally ran their way.
“Rowie!” Moonbeam shouts, trying to get Rowan’s attention. “D’you have spare pants?”
The man stared, motionless. “What?”
His teammate turned around and pointed at the ripped seam on his bottom that exposed his underwear. “Got an extra pair or not?”
“How in hell did you—“
“It’s the DJ’s fault!”
Partying too hard, then. Aelin didn’t know Fenrys Moonbeam personally, but he was known to keep it as classy as a wannabe D-lister at their first Grammy afterparty—except he was a world-class athlete.
The man’s eyes widened when he finally noticed Aelin, and he pointed at his butt again and said, “Can you sew this for me?”
“Dude.” Rowan cut him off, eyes hard as steel.
“What?”
“Seriously?”
“What did I do?”
“That’s fucking sexist, man.”
Fenrys gaped. He looked between her and Rowan, then flailed his arms in an empty gesture, fumbling to articulate himself. “I didn’t just see a chick and ask her to sew, she went to fashion school!”
Rowan blinked, then sent her a confused look.
“I did,” Aelin said between giggles. “Find me a thread and needle and I’ll fix it.”
Fenrys went off with his new quest, and Rowan took her upstairs. When Aelin asked him about his friend finding them again, he just grumbled something about ‘the boyo’ always finding him whether Rowan wants it or not.
The private booths were much more comfortable—with softer music and table service, the atmosphere was quite different from the dance floor’s madness.
“I really need to write a new single if the Yulemas show and fashion school is what I’m being referenced for these days,” Aelin said after they were settled.
Rowan oh-so-smoothly sneaked his arm around her. “That’s what you’re doing now? Writing?”
“Writing feels like a too-strong word for what I’m doing now,” she said with a slight grimace. “Let’s say I’m torturing my piano while my manager sends me contacts to write it all for me and get the album out in time.”
He frowned. “Can you do that? Hire other people to write it for you, I mean.”
Aelin laughed—she didn’t mean to, it just tore out of her. He was so oblivious to her line of work, it was endearing.
Rowan just picked another one of his alcohol-free beer, not seeming to be offended about her reaction. “That’s also public knowledge I’m clueless about, isn’t it?”
Aelin bit her lower lip and gave him an amused look that hopefully was answer enough. Then held both hands up and said, “Look, all I know about football is that the ball goes in the goal, and I look cute in your team’s colors. Nothing else.” She tapped the side of her head. “Nada.”
“That can’t be true.” His face was an inch closer to hers now.
“Maybe I need some teaching,” she whispered, eyes trailing from his eyes to his lips.
This. This is where he slips. This is how Aelin finds the first red flag before he lured her into his lips. Because red flags are the trail of breadcrumbs she leaves to not lose herself in a man, and she needed them more than anything now that she was enjoying herself too much for a revenge plan. Please, big hot guy, please mansplain to me your favorite sport.
Instead, he held her neck—the goosebumps down her body were due to the cold temperature, she was sure—and murmured back, “But I doubt you want to learn now.”
Oh, shit. Before her mind even registered it, she held his cheek and tugged his lips into hers, the soft feel of his pillowy—
“Rowie!” They heard Fenrys before he was in their sight, kiss broken—half-kiss, actually. The man sighed when he found their booth and plopped on the seat next to Aelin, sandwiching her between the two players.
“Turns out management keeps an emergency sewing kit,” he said, baffled. “Can you believe it?”
“I really can’t,” Rowan grumbled.
“Now if you excuse me… Aelin, could you…?” Fenrys trailed, pointing at the wall.
She complied and stared at the wall until granted permission to look back. When she did, Fenrys held his pants with one hand and a towel around his hips with another.
She grabbed the piece of clothing and did a quick work of it. Her days of fashion school were long gone, but muscle memory got her on it like time wasn’t even a thing.
Rowan still looked a bit grumpy about Fenrys’ intrusion, but she didn’t blame him. They kinda got cockblocked, but Whitethorn’s was kinda doing it for her.
“How did you even know she went fashion school?” he asked.
It was public knowledge about her, but the kind not even the casual fans knew. And if Rowan was asking, his teammate must not be a die-hard fan.
Fenrys smirked at Aelin. “I memorize a few random facts about you to impress the ladies.”
Aelin chuckled and playfully rolled her eyes. She knew this move existed, but no one that used it had been so bold to say it to her face.
She handed the pair of pants back to Fenrys, and kept her eyes closed while he put it back on and blabbered something about his brother mocking him forever after this.
“I think we all will, Boyo,” Rowan said. “Now get lost.”
“Thanks, Aelin!” he said with a salute on his way out. “I’m streaming your next album so hard—it’ll be another #1!”
Aelin groaned and sagged back on her seat, but only Rowan was there to see it.
“Are you really triggered by any mention of your next album?”
She shrugged. “Nah, just being dramatic.” Aelin put her hands on his shoulders, slowly so she’d feel his pecs on her way up. “But I’d feel better if you didn’t speak at all.”
His lips met hers for another kiss, and it tore into her bloodstream like discovering a new favorite melody, his mouth on hers as he tilted her head to taste her better. Aelin ran her fingers through the short strands of his hair while Rowan tugged her body closer, ran his fingers over the exposed skin of her legs.
A miniskirt wasn’t the most practical attire, but it did prevent her from being stupid sometimes—if it wasn’t for the looming threat of accidentally flashing the whole VIP section of the club, Aelin would be in Rowan’s lap by now.
Rowan grabbed the hair by her nape to allow him space on her neck, and Aelin just shut her eyes closed to let that man and his wicked mouth draw every shiver he wanted out of her. With his hands on her body and his lips on her neck, she let her guard down and allowed him something she rarely gave other men—consent to play her like his favorite instrument, walls as down as her panties if this was his way of taking control.
His trail of kisses went upwards, from her collarbone to her ear. “I was thinking—“
“You’re really hot and all, but I don’t sneak into club bathrooms.”
The low rumble of his throat as he chuckled was so sinful Aelin felt it between her thighs. “I don’t drink Dom Pérignon in plastic cups, baby.” Rowan whispered, his breath fanning her ear in a maddening way. “And I like to savor it—let the taste linger on my tongue.”
All her thoughts vanished. Aelin only had half a mind to ask, “You drive?”
She’d come with Aedion, wherever he is now.
“Sure,” he said. “Let me just…” Rowan grabbed a napkin to remove the lipstick that was supposed to be kiss-proof—it did a better job than most, but it still smudge his cupid’s bow and bottom lip.
“That’s Pat McGrath, babe. You’ll need it surgically removed.”
Rowan frowned. “Pat McAfee?”
Their exit was quite different from when they entered the VIP section. Rowan’s possessive-yet-polite grasp on her fully left the latter part, greedily taking hold of her on their way out. He also brushed aside two teammates that sought him, likely afraid of being interrupted by them like Moonbeam did.
The valet was already outside with his car when Rowan noticed the paparazzi outside. He looked at them and back at Aelin, brows furrowed in thought.
“I usually just go,” he said, sounding unsure. “What do you usually— what do you want me to do?”
“I’m a big girl. Let’s do this.” Aelin squared her shoulders and quickly fixed her hair.
The flashes were a dizzying contrast to the club’s dark ambience, but Rowan kept her steady with one hand protectively on her back, trying and failing to shield her from the onslaught of cameras.
He opened the passenger door for her and ran to the driver’s side, and soon the madness faded out, leaving just the two of them and the soft music on the radio.
As the mood settled and the city lights became blurs around them, it dawned on Aelin that she was about to be unwrapped, bended and spread out by a man who was too dreamy for his own good—the worst kind in the long run.
What was she doing? Aelin wasn’t even the one-night stand type—she wasn’t used to long relationships either, but that wasn’t the point. The “incriminating” pictures of her with Rowan were taken and out soon, and Chaol—whose existence she completely forgot about—would be pissed already.
Aelin steadied herself for what she was about to do, red flag on the floor for him to pick up and wave once she did it.
“I have a counteroffer.”
“Do tell.”
“You drop me off at my apartment on Goldryn St, and I’ll see you around.”
If Rowan was pissed or offended, he didn’t show. Instead, he quickly studied her expression, a bit confused, but once her face didn’t waver, he gave his car screen a pointed look and asked her to type her address in the GPS.
Aelin did vow that she would never settle for anything less than a green flag collector, she didn’t know why it was so unsettling to see one live.
Not that she would settle anytime soon, it was just something that crossed her mind.
Even if she was willing to have a fling with Rowan, she didn’t regret turning him down tonight. If a man wasn’t willing to chase a girl he fancied, what was he chasing in life?
The car pulled up at the building’s entrance, empty except for the doorman by the glass doors. No paps in sight.
Rowan’s jaw fell. “This is too peaceful, even for a spare home.”
“That’s actually my dad’s apartment, for when he has a late work night and doesn’t feel like making the drive home.”
No doubt Aelin’s own home would be absolute mayhem after tonight, that’s why her dad left his safe haven at her disposal.
“Your dad…?”
“He’s in politics.”
Rowan’s face contorted into a grimace, earning him a laugh from her.
“But we don’t wanna ruin our goodbyes by talking politics, do we?” she said.
“Absolutely not.”
Rowan jumped from his seat and circled his car to open the passenger door for her and gave her a hand to help her stand up. Except he didn’t let go. He kept her hand gently yet firmly clutched to his and brought it to his lips, giving her knuckles a chivalrous kiss while his eyes looked borderline devilish.
“I’ll see you around?” he asked, repeating her exact words from the ‘counteroffer’.
She grinned. “I’ll see you around.”
Aelin walked the few steps to the building, but stopped before the front door and turned to take a glimpse of him. Rowan stayed leaned against his car, arms crossed while he waited for her to walk in.
She wiggled her fingers at him over her shoulder with a sweet smile and watched his serene grin turn sly.
Aelin saw right through his chivalry, the dangerous promise hidden beneath looking near transparent to her eyes.
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Haii can you do a hcs of the Greek brothers (Zeus included but it's fine if you don't want to) to their S/O who is a mortal from the modern era?? I rllyy like your writing especially the Apollo's one ^^
Ofc! I'm sorry for the long wait 🙇♀️ I've been eating and rotting in my bed for a while. I dont really know about what you are requesting, there's only very little description. So I'll try my best ^^
RoR Greek bros with modern mortal s/o
Zues
- Mf is old as hell, literally. He'd be asking you all sorts of crap and wonder about the technology you have. He already knows about it, but he does like to stare and wonder what you do all day in that little rectangular piece of technology.
- He also tries to find ways to make you immortal, cus duh, he really likes you. But I think he'd be interested in cute little farm games online when you show him the stuff that you can do on your phone.
- he asks you to buy him a gadget, which you do so. but man, he sucks ass at it. You find him trying to figure out how to use it. Holding it upside down, pressing on all sorts of buttons until you have to lend me some help.
- he's also fond of the slangs and way you talk. He often uses your words too. Like "Lmfao!" Or "LOL!!"
- he wants to learn more about modern society, and everything there is to learn about. Until he found out about google. Mf now keeps on asking the stupidest questions, and even calls his brother's on facetime, just to talk to them about the stupidest shit.
- he'd laugh so loud when it comes to you telling him jokes from your TikTok brainrots and all.
- you talk to him about all the newest things happening, and all. And drama. But I think he's more interested in learning new words.
Adamas
- yes he does use the slangs too. I bet he'd randomly gangsta talk outta nowhere and make the most out of pocket statements.
- give him some love, he's just having fun especially after all the stuff he went through.
- I know damn well he makes yo mama jokes, no matter how old that stuff be. He's older than you bro, he's been alive for a very long time. So you better teach him more to mama jokes.
- your fashion sense was interesting, he wanna dress cool too. So he's gonna force you to show him clothes that he'd like to wear, and he'd pick the edgiest ones. 😭
- he often gets annoyed at how you're always on your phone and not paying attention to him, which makes him wonder what's so good about it.
- you gave him a gadget, which he now likes to watch anime in, or sports probably. Basically anything interesting.
Hades
- he finds you very endearing, and loves you very much. He'd find a way to turn you immortal so that he can care for you forever.
- yes he installed wifi in his place so that you could stay happy, and do whatever the hell you do on your gadgets.
- Bet you bought a TV and watched anime there with him, or maybe TV series or shows. Could even be horror movies. He loves to cuddle up with you whenever you guys watch a horror movie, cus he knows that he'll be the one to protect you when you get scared or tired.
- when you gave him a gadget, he didn't know what to use it for, but you said that he could chat with other people no matter where they at. And even store photos of whatever he wanted.
- it truly amazed him how far humanity had evolved. Now he can just search up anything he had questions about, or facetime his brother's, or buy something for you.
- he likes to listen to songs he finds, and now he's never really bored like he used to be. Maybe gadgets weren't so bad. He knows how to limit himself, and that's why he tries to limit it fro you too. He doesn't want your eyes to hurt, and wants you to get rest.
- there's so many things he wants to learn from you. And how humans do their daily thing. It's amusing to watch.
Poseidon
- Bro he really loves you a lot, he just doesn't show it. But it definitely caught his attention seeing the odd way you talked or acted.
- when you introduced him to a gadget, he just shook it off, not wanting to get into pathetic little things like that, but you insisted. So now there he was.
- he really thought that humans were babied. The fact that they all gotten so lazy over the centuries gave him the ick.
- but he did find some helpful words to use whenever it came to describing stuff. But that's till doesn't help with anything. Like y'all have google, you don't need to waste your time studying when you can just do a quick search and boom, all the answers are there.
- you guys had online shopping, you didn't need to use your legs to do some work when you could just order online. And so much more. Humanity was babied. Everyone was pathetic in his eyes.
- but, you were an exception. Cus he liked you lots.
- I believe that over time, he'd catch himself talking like you, like "it gives me the ick." 💀
- he's such a bitch, but it's ok. Cus it's Poseidon.
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hi, i love your imagines so much, i wanted to request an imagine about vinnie using cheesy pick-up lines on his gf
YOU’RE SO CHEESY
gif felt fitting LOL hope you enjoy ! <3 (literally got these pickup lines from google LMAO)
pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!reader
warnings; vinnie using the most cheesiest pickup lines, cussing, just pure fluff <33
summary; vinnie uses cheesy pickup lines on you and you can’t help but laugh
“if you say one more of those damn pick-up lines on me vinnie, i swear to god-“ you were cut off by your boyfriends hand pressed against your mouth.
he smiled at you, and you knew right then and there you had made the awful decision to say yes to him asking if you wanted to hang out.
well, not awful, but you also didn’t know he’d be “rizzing you up” as he put it.
part of you thought it was adorable, but the other part wondered how the fuck he managed to get you as his girlfriend.
the two of you were now sat in his room, vinnie was in his gaming chair while you were on his bed with hera in your lap.
when you arrived at his house, he opened the door to let you in and you thought everything would go as it usually did, that was until about an hour later he had come downstairs and said, “thank god you came over, i was feelin’ a bit off today, but the minute i saw you, you turned me on.”
you couldn’t help but burst into laughter as vinnie wrapped his arms around you from behind and kissed your head. “you’re such a dork.” you told him once he turned your body around to face him.
ever since you got to his place, that’s all he’s been doing. trying to get you to take him seriously while he says the most cheesiest things.
“y/n come on, i’m being serious!” vinnie whines while he stands up.
he stretches his arms, making his t-shirt lift up and the tattoo on his lower stomach appears. you can’t help but blush, you decide to use his words against him.
“you know what?” you say, making your way over to your boyfriend. you wrap your arms around him, standing on your tip toes, he’s looking at you with pure love. “now that i think about it, i’m glad i came over too. i was definitely feeling a bit off, but you’ve turned me on.”
now it’s his turn to turn into a fit of laughter, he kisses you for a moment and then pulls back, pulling you into a hug.
✧∘* ೃ ⋆。˚.
you smile when you see vinnie come towards you. you were currently in his bathroom, getting ready to go out.
“what’s it like being the most beautiful person in this room?” he asks, wrapping his arms around you from behind and kissing your neck.
you smile at him from the mirror. “could ask you the same thing, pretty boy.” you tell him.
vinnie’s cheeks flush red at the compliment, it’s not the first time you’ve called him that, but it makes him flustered every time.
“hurry up princess, we’re gonna be late.” he tells you with a smack to your ass before walking away.
after hours of being out you were glad to be home. you went into the bathroom and took off your makeup and got unready for the night.
once you were done, you climbed into vinnie’s bed and snuggled with hera, waiting for vinnie to join you.
“damn babe did you get a sunburn?” vinnie asks as he walks into his room and looks at you, you shake your head. “oh so you’re always this hot?”
you throw the pillow at him, making him laugh as it hits him in the face and lands on the floor.
he grabs it and puts it back on the bed, walking to his closet.
“i was serious about those pickup lines, hacker!” you shout as he’s changing into something a bit more comfortable.
vinnie pokes his head out to look at you with a smile. “you know what you’d look good in?” he starts.
you laugh, rolling your eyes. “if you’re gonna say something like ‘my arms’ save it.”
vinnie huffs as he makes his way to his bed, climbing in and snuggling up to you. “damnit babe, you ruined it.”
you ruffle his hair and kiss his cheek. secretly loving all the cheesy but cute pickup lines he’s said today.
you decide to end the night by saying one yourself.
“i didn’t know what i wanted in a man until i met you.” you tell him with a big smile plastered on your face.
vinnie chuckles and kisses your cheek. the two of you lay down snuggled up next to each other, with hera in the middle.
“goodnight my gorgeous girl.”
“goodnight my pretty boy.”
hiiii i hope you liked this !! i really enjoyed writing it n honestly it was so cute <33 i had rewritten this 3574635 times cus i couldn’t figure out how i wanted it to go, but i like this version so i hope you did too !! thank you for the request !! <3333
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Their kids are so cute omg i'm gonna dir of adorableness
lewis: then die LMFAOO NO BUT FRR THANK UU IM GLAD U THINK SO🥹🥹💖💖💖all the love for them (esp lewis) gave me the idea to draw him deflecting all the attention so ty for giving me the excuse to post it....we luv our aloof distant boi🥰
its funny bc i was JUST talking about this recently, but i dont like pet names at all BAHAH, hence why seb and clora dont call each other anything, not even nicknames.... seb calls her the light/princess/a bird sometimes as playful and teasing jokes, but doesnt actually address her like that. and clora always calls sebastian by his full name as well, bc i was basing her dialogue/my writing off the game dialogue...bc for as close as anne and ominis are to seb, both of THEM call him sebastian in full, so maybe it was a victorian thing that nicknames werent really common? plus clora's so proper that it just feels like its in her personality to always call seb "sebastian"... i feel like if she ever DID call him "seb" he'd do a double take and be like ...HUH? who are you???......are you polyjuiced? LMAO. i do imagine seb calling clora "love" when they get older tho (not in hogwarts) bc i like how simple it is, and imagining him saying stuff like 'careful, love' makes me🫠🫠🫠🫠
aw TYY💖💖 honestly i didnt give the victorian setting TOO much thought, other than making clora more modest/not used to wearing trousers etc. like the actual victorian courting process was that youd ALWAYS be chaperoned by at least 1 other person and you wouldnt be able to kiss or anything, so the fact that our mcs are in a co-ed school with free reign already ruins that, so i wouldnt worry too much about it. a lot of it you can just wave off with the excuse that wizard society is more advanced than muggle society, which is true anyway LOL. i just kept the parts that i thought were fun/made it feel victorian ENOUGH but got rid of the stuff that was too annoying (one big example being the amount of clothing they wear....i said it in the notes for one of my chapters, but i wasnt about to make seb go through like 5 different layers just to touch cloras titty LMFAO) and no i didnt have 1 specific website i used, id just google "blank in victorian times" and look through all the articles and resources i could on that subject, and take little bits of it. SO YEA i wouldnt worry about it too much, just take what you want if you think it could enrich your story, and leave stuff out if its annoying to deal with BHAHA. and GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR WRITING!!💖💖
BAHAHA yeah sebs bark was defs bigger than his bite when it came to actually having kids/getting clora pregnant LOL. he defs loves the pregnancy part, but i feel like seeing her go through the actual labour was super hard on him/made him feel guilty bc he hates to see her in pain, let alone bc of HIM. not to mention that i imagine he would still work even once they have kids, so to leave clora with like 6 kids by herself isnt something he would have wanted to do LOL. once both lewis and celeste are in hogwarts tho i actually imagine seb and clora still doing curse breaking as well (albeit less dangerous jobs/not as far away) BUT YES having a third kid that looks like seb and is sassy like anne would be SO CUTEEE...a happy accident is a good idea too, tho i kinda like the idea of it being cloras idea.....like, she gets baby fever again now that the kids are kinda growing up and sebs like no i dont wanna put u through that again... but obvs seb wouldnt be able to resist if clora was begging seb to put a baby in her LMFAOOO its already as good as done at that point😇😇 AND THANK YOU, and im glad you liked it!!!🥹💖💖💖
@the-kcm-muggleborn AWWW ur right thats so pretty.....ty for showing me!!🥹and im glad it make you think of clora...SHE WOULD APPROVE OF THESE STUDIES👌⭐🌙
#ask#LMAO actually that pet name ask reminds me that i did have clora call seb 'sallow' after she glamoured herself to be a boy#and seb just kinda blanked and stared at her LMAO#now im laughing imagining clora calling sebastian 'seb' and 'sallow' for an entire day he'd lose his mind LMFAOO like who are you#pls stop#also it doesnt help that i dont rly like any variation of nicknames for the name clora LMAO#like clo?....ra??? lor?? i could do the classic just adding an s at the end to make it clors but that looks weird#i also feel like im the only person thats not crazy about 'darling' either idk......'love' is the only thing i REALLY like#it just feels elegant and mature and loving but also casual? in a way#i think its the casualness of love that makes it the only one i like...bc pet names as a whole are usually too embarrassing for me#but a quick 'love' added to a sentence is JUST the right amount for me🤌
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im so sorry this is incredibly random but if i dont write alenoah i WILL die but i cant think of anything to write. do u have any simple ideas. ignore if not
HI!!! tysm for your ask <3 i hope you can find something to write amongst all the ideas. These are a bunch of ideas have written down in my notes/google drive/tumblr posts and have not got gotten around to. I still might at some point in time but feel free to use them. I will still do my own take if I get the time/motivation. There's simply so many, why not share and inspire some fics :)
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General ideas:
Noah knows/learns spanish. Bonus points if Alejandro isn't aware until the perfect moment.
Alejandro thinks he can get away with flirting with Noah in spanish. Noah starts shit talking in spanish. Noah learns so he can hear all the little comments Alejandro keeps making under his breath. etc. so many possibilities.
Now that the show is over and Noah's off to college, he realizes he’s missing something in his life. Maybe it’s his friends, maybe it’s a lack of ever-looming danger, OR maybe it’s Alejandro. Who fucking knows. He’s too busy trying not to be in love with Alejandro to figure it out.
Their group project is failing, horribly. There’s one thing Noah knows for certain: Alejandro's to blame. At what point does slippery eel turn into a term of endearment?
They have never ever fallen asleep next to each other. Let alone in each other's arms. Never.
Time loop where Alejandro is stuck on the episode where Noah gets voted out and sticks himself to falling in love because he can’t let go of his pride long enough to simply let Noah stay in the game and move on.
Noah loses his contacts and starts wearing his glasses more often. Alejandro notices. Everyone notices Alejandro notices.
Alejandro and Noah team up to get their friends together (insert whatever ship you like) and end up together in the process/the other two were trying to do the same thing for them.
A commentary timeline on how Alejandro's charisma turn into exploitation, how Noah's patience turned into indifference, and how they parallel each other. (I've written a few hundred words for this one lol.)
Each thinks the other doesn't like them. Cut to third party POV that watches and witnesses them completely a mess for each other.
Noah, once voted out in I See London, learns about Alejandro's family. Who have been very vocal since the show started airing.
Exploration of how Alejandro tries really really hard. Yes, He's at the top of the class, but so is Noah. Noah who sleeps through classes and doesn't turn in homework and shows up late or simply not at all and is still right up there with him.
“I would kill to be like you. To just absorb all the information fed to me. If I were you I might actually- “(beat my brother) “Might actually what?” “I told you. I don’t want to talk about it, Noah.” - "Do you know how long I studied for that test? Hours. And you- You got a 96 with no effort at all." It was a 98. But this seems like a bad time to correct him.
Dialogue one-liners prompts i've written down:
"If we make it out of this alive, I'm going to kiss you."
“Why do I feel like I cant say no to you?”
"I know you don't actually care about me, but thank you for trying to pretend that you do." (Said by Noah is joking. Said by Alejandro is bitter.)
"You can't win against someone who has nothing to lose."(Alejandro OR Noah angst.)
Soulmate aus:
My big two: Telepathy/Mentally linked.(imagine this one as a wt rewrite omg) And Whatever you draw on yourself shows up on your soulmate. Matching tattoos.
First words on each other. (I've done this one already here. but feel free to do it as well!!)
Communicating through dreams. (If you know cardcaptor sakura; like that.)
General AUs:
Until dawn AU.
Gakuen Alice AU.
My Babysitters A Vampire AU. Zombie Apoc AU.
Harry Potter AU. Reality Dating Show AU.
Infinity Train AU!!!!!!
Veronica Mars AU!!!! (i wanna do this one ALOT noah is sooo veronica LMAO) OBLIGATORY IDEAS:
seven minutes in heaven.
wrong number.
trapped in a closet.
movie night. noah is sitting under alejandro and lol they are physically, platonically touching for awhile. (leads to finally getting together).
one gets injured, the other fixes them up in the nurses office :P.
short "prompt-ishs" i've started writing:
“What the hell is your problem, Alejandro?” And this time, the tone was so disgusted, so bitter, that something snapped, deep in Alejandro’s chest.
Fuck it.
“What’s my problem?” He asked, incredulous. “What’s my problem? You’ve got to be kidding me, Courtney. I almost died. I almost died, paralyzed and alone, and the only friend I thought I had didn’t give a single shit! The only person who cared was Noah, of all people. I quite literally come back to life and the only thing you can do is whine about your girlfriend problems.”
Courtney takes a step back.
“I was stuck in a robot for months, my legs barely work, my family moved on- actually, I don’t know if they ever actually even noticed,” He laughs, broken, “- and you have the audacity to ask me what my problem is?!”
Alejandro is over playing nice. He’s had enough.
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this one is a rivals team up to get out courtney blurb
little idea about Alejandro getting into zodiacs.
moments where alejandro questions why Noah is so attractive
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SEND MORE ASKS IF ANYONE HAS ANY QUESTIONS ON ANY OF THESE IDEAS!!! / IF THEY HAVE ANY IDEAS OR CONCEPTS TO ADD OR EXPAND ON :)))
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👉👈 do you have any more of the dubcon ( ;3c dubKON lol) tim//kon thing with the pining kon?
. . . I actually am not even sure what fic you're referencing so maaaaaybe I have written too many fics, lol.
But like, here's an excerpt from something that at least fits that definition?
Superboy fucking hates Gotham.
Well, not necessarily Gotham, but definitely the Riddler and probably Poison Ivy and, like . . . whoever the fuck else decided to set up a goddamn murder-box puzzle room and lock him in it with a drugged-out-of-his-mind Robin and the worst set of instructions ever.
And especially he hates the fact that apparently the whole damn mess was fucking livestreamed.
"This sucks," he mutters under his breath. Robin stares at him from the other side of the briefing table in the middle of the Batcave, because of course Superboy's first time in the Batcave would only happen because he'd fucked up. Like–of course it would.
"I sexually assaulted you in a supervillain deathtrap in front of the entire internet," Robin says very, very carefully. "And we only survived the experience because said deathtrap had faulty wiring. And that . . . 'sucks'?"
"I mean, very much so, yes," Superboy says. Honestly he's more annoyed about the deathtrap than anything else. Like, he tried really hard to solve that stupid puzzle of Riddler's and it's really annoying that he apparently got it wrong. Which–okay, he was pretty distracted at the time because drugged-up Robin had refused to settle for a handy and had basically bullied him into going down on him, but still. That asshole Riddler and his lame-ass bowler hat had been very fucking clear about how said drugs weren't gonna wear off without Robin getting off and how they'd had very limited time to solve his stupid puzzle in, so Superboy had just kinda tried to . . . multitask it, basically. He'd let out-of-his-mind Robin shove him down and fuck his mouth and just kept his hands on the floor so he could use his TTK a little easier and tried to solve the stupid puzzle with it, just in case Robin wasn't gonna snap out of it fast enough.
It'd very literally been a puzzle, for whatever reason–like one of those weird abstract-looking 3D ones–and probably would've been a lot easier to figure out if he'd actually been able to see it as opposed to having to rely on his TTK feeling it out while the whole thing was all wired up to the table on the opposite side of the deathtrap room, but apparently it hadn't even fucking mattered anyway because of whatever that one fucked up bit in the wiring had been. So like . . . Superboy basically violated a guy he barely knows and already had weird feelings about for no fucking reason whatsoever.
So yeah. This definitely sucks.
"I called you a whore," Robin says, his face absolutely expressionless. Superboy makes a face at him more to be contrary than anything else. "Multiple times. You asked me to stop yanking your hair so hard and I called you a mouthy bitch. And then I yanked your hair harder."
"I mean, I know, I was there," Superboy says, raising an eyebrow at him. And also, like, those are accurate assessments of his character, so . . .
"I made you get down on your knees and shoved my dick in your mouth," Robin stresses, his jaw going tight. "Which was livestreamed and is now on the internet. Where it will never go away. Ever. And anyone who feels like it can just go and google it."
"They probably shouldn't, I'm assuming that'd count as underage porn," Superboy says with a shrug. "At least, I'm not eighteen yet, dunno about you. Actually I'm like . . . two, max. Probably not even that. Although I dunno, I was sixteen-ish when I got out of Cadmus, maybe I do count as eighteen by now? Technically?"
Robin gets up and goes over to the trash can by the computer and throws up in it. Superboy . . . blinks.
"Uh," he says. "You okay, man?"
"No," Robin says. Then he throws up in the trash can again.
Awkward, Superboy thinks, trying not to wince.
#kon el#superboy#tim drake#dc robin#timkon#dubious consent#anonymous#not sfw#wip: the puzzle trap sex-room
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I only want you
this is chapter 9, the other chapters are on my page!
if you’re randomly stumbling upon this chapter, you might want to start the story from the beginning so you know all of the warnings and what’s going on lol. anyways, please excuse any spelling/grammar mistakes, i’ve been working like crazy recently and didn’t have a lot of time to reread. this chapter is kinda long lol
enjoy!
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it’s been a little over a month since satoru and i had sex. he took me out on a cute date the next day and i stayed at his house for another week before suguru took me back home. satoru sends me texts everyday and we facetime every night before we go to sleep. i miss him so much, not a second goes by when he doesn’t cross my mind.
“we should totally take a trip somewhere” nobara said as she sat down next to me. miwa wanted to try this new cafe that just opened, so she invited me, mai, momo, and nobara to come with her.
“where should we go?” mai asked her as she picked up her coffee
“i really want to go somewhere with a beach” nobara said, pulling out her phone to google places we could go
“there’s a beach about 30 minutes away from suguru’s school” i told her. she turned to me, a big smile on her face
“really?! we should go!” she said excitedly
“yeah, we should invite some people too” momo added
“that do sound like fun.. i’m down” miwa said
“okay great… should we get a hotel or an airbnb?” nobara asked everyone as she picked up her phone again
“we can stay at the hotel by the beach, my dad owns that one” i told her, pulling out my phone as well to look up everything that surrounds the beach
“oh yeah i forgot your dad owns hotels” mai said while laughing
“um… excuse me?” the girls and i turned our heads towards the person talking and we saw a guy who looked to be our age standing at the end of our table
“yes?” momo asked him
“i was wondering if i could get your number?” he asked as he turned his attention to me
“me?” i asked, pointing at myself to make sure he was speaking to me. he nodded his head as he began to get his phone out of his pocket
“oh.. i have a boyfriend” i told him. his smile slightly faded
“oh okay, so sorry to have bothered you!” he said as he turned around and left. i picked my phone back up and continued my search, trying to ignore the stares i was getting from my friends
“oh.. i have a boyfriend” maki mocked me, making her voice really high pitched
“i do not sound like that” i said and laughed
“so you’re dating gojo now and you didn’t tell me?” nobara asked. i sighed and put my phone down
“we’re not dating” i told them. they all did a loud dramatic gasp which made a few of the other people inside of the cafe turn and look at us
“could you guys NOT be embarrassing please? thank you” i said
“what do you mean you’re not dating him?!” nobara yelled, not caring if people looked at us
“i thought you said he took your virginity? wouldn’t he have asked you out after?” maki asked
“why did you tell that guy you had a boyfriend if you’re not dating anyone?” miwa asked
“why aren’t you two dating yet? you talk like everyday” momo added
“one at a time please, goodness” i said as i covered my face with my hands
“nobara… he hasn’t asked me out and idk if he will. i wasn’t expecting him to ask me out or anything after we had sex maki… even though i wish he did. now for your question miwa, i consider satoru as my boyfriend still. i don’t want to talk to any other guys… i don’t even have any interest in anyone other than satoru. lastly, yes momo we do talk everyday but i’m waiting for him to ask me out” i said, answering all of their questions
“i wonder why he hasn’t asked you out yet” nobara said
“maybe he’s scared?” mai asked nobara
“no, that can’t be it… scared isn’t even a word in gojo’s vocabulary” nobara said as she rubbed her hand over her chin, deep in thought
“maybe i should ask him out?” i asked them
“girl are you fucking kidding me?” nobara asked as she angrily slammed her hand down on the table
“no y/n, he needs to ask you out” mai said. i looked at momo and miwa and they were nodding their heads in agreement
“but why?” i asked
“would you get down on one knee and propose to a man?” nobara asked. i quickly shook my head no
“exactly” she said
“maybe he’s just waiting for the right chance to do it” miwa said. we all turned to look at her
“you’re actually probably right. he definitely gotta play it careful with y/n since he’s best friends with her brother” nobara said
“ooh i know, how about we invite satoru and suguru with us to the beach? it’s already on their side of town anyways” momo said
“that’s a good idea… have them invite some of their friends too” miwa excitedly said
“okay i’ll text suguru right now and ask if he would be down to come” i said as i went to suguru’s contact and began typing the message
“wait, when are we planning to do this?” i asked
“lets do it this weekend. we can leave on thursday and stay until like monday” nobara said. everyone all agreed to the time frame and i continued texting suguru.
“let’s make a group chat with everyone that’s going” mai said
“great idea” nobara said
—————————
“yeah, suguru told me about it earlier” satoru said on facetime
“so… do you want to come?” i asked nervously, scared that he wouldn’t want to come
“of course princess” he said, a smile making it’s way onto his face. i smiled, excited that he’s coming with us
“you look nice. who’s party are you going to again?” i asked him
“thank you baby.. and it’s haibara’s birthday party. it’s a surprise party though so we’re having it at suguru’s house” satoru said as he propped his phone up against something in his bathroom so i could watch him as he finished fixing his hair. he had on a white, long sleeved button up shirt and black pants
“you’re not wearing your glasses?” i asked him
“nah, i was going to but i’m going to be drinking tonight. i don’t want to accidentally break them like i did last time i got drunk” he said while laughing
“oh okay” i replied, smiling at him
“why?” he asked, taking one last look at himself in the mirror before he picked up his phone and looked at me
“just don’t want all the girls there looking at your pretty blue eyes. they’re so bright and pretty, it catches all the girl’s attention. not to mention that you’re going to be drinking too, so it’ll be easier for them to talk to you” i said, slightly going on a mini rant
“y/n-”
“and you’re really tall, your voice is nice and you have a nice body. your face is attractive and you have a super fun and easy going personality. it’s so easy to fall in love with you, the girls are going to be all over you, and i-“
“y/n” satoru said more sternly this time. i immediately stopped talking, realizing just how much i was ranting
“don’t be worried. i won’t do anything with anyone even if i’m drunk” he said while laughing
“i’m not worried!” i said, feeling embarrassed. satoru continued laughing at me as he exited his bathroom and walked into his room to grab something before he started walking downstairs
“is… is riko going to be there?” i asked, anxiously chewing on my bottom lip
“yeah” satoru said. it felt like my heart had fell into my stomach
“don’t worry y/n, i haven’t spoken to her since that night. i won’t do anything with her” he said
“last time you were drunk you slept with her though” i said quietly. satoru was silent for a little bit before he let out a sigh
“you’re right, but it’s different this time y/n. i don’t even feel the urge to sleep with anyone else anymore after being with you” he said seriously. i was happy at his words but i still couldn’t help the nervous feeling crawling up my spine
“okay, don’t let me ruin your night. go have fun. tell haibara i said happy birthday!” i said, trying to change the topic
“i’ll tell him. are you about to go to sleep?” satoru asked as he left out of his front door, making sure to lock it before he walked over to suguru’s condo, opening the door
“yeah, i don’t have anything else to do” i said
“you can text me if you get too lonely” he said
“is that y/n?” i heard suguru ask. he walked over to satoru and took the phone out of his hand
“wow, you talk to him more than you talk to me now” suguru said
“love youuuuu” i said, laughing at suguru’s “hurt” expression
“yeah yeah, love you too” he said as he playfully rolled his eyes
“oh yeah, my friends all said they’re down about going to the beach. i’ll text you tomorrow and give you all the details” he said
“okay sounds good…now put toru back on the phone” i told him
“ouch” he said, we both laughed as he handed satoru back his phone
“have fun, drink responsibly okay? i don’t care if you only live next door” i said
“okay princess” satoru said while laughing
“goodnight toru”
“goodnight babygirl” i hung up the phone and stared up at my ceiling. ‘what if riko makes a move on him?’ ‘what if she follows him into his house after and they end up having sex?’ ‘what if he ends up realizing he actually still loves her and he wants to get back with her?’ i asked myself, my mind racing and thinking of 100 different possible outcomes
“stop it y/n… he said nothing will happen, relax” i told myself as i took a deep breathe in and out. i was still too anxious to sleep so i decided to just scroll on instagram for a few hours until i got bored. after about 2 hours i decided to text satoru to see how to party was going
me: hey toru, how’s the party going?
toru<3: hey baby, i thought you were going to sleep?
toru <3: it’s really fun though, i’ve had about 3 shots, i’m pretty drunk right now
me: damn 3 shots? you’re usually pretty fucked up after 1 lol, and i couldn’t fall asleep.
toru<3: haibara said i have to get fucked up with them tonight, so i’m going all out
me: what liquor are you drinking?
i waited and waited but after an hour of satoru not responding, i figured he was having fun and was too drunk to respond, so i decided to actually go to sleep. i texted him ‘goodnight <3’ and put my phone on the charger, closing my eyes and finally going to sleep
———satoru’s pov————
“just one more shot gojo come on” mei mei said as he passed a shot towards me
“no i’ve had enough” i said, pushing the drink away from me. haibara was extremely drunk, he could barely stand up. he was sitting on the couch with shoko on his lap
“are they ever gonna date? or just keep hooking up for forever?” yuki asked as she walked over to where i was sitting with suguru
“they do fuck a lot, might as well just date at this point” suguru said. i closed my eyes and laid my head back against the couch
“my head is spinning” i said to no one in particular
“how many shots did you take man?” suguru asked me
“i lost count after the 4th one” i told him. he started laughing at me
“you really can’t handle your liquor” he said
“most normal people start to get pretty fucked up after 3 shots suguru” i said, opening my eyes and looking at him
“here, i got you some water” suguru and i both turned to my right and saw riko sit down next to me while holding a water bottle
“thanks” i said as i grabbed the water, opening it and drinking it
“have you been drinking?” yuki asked her
“i only had 2 shots” riko said to her
“so… how are you and y/n doing?” riko turned and asked me. suguru looked at me, also waiting for my response
“why?” i asked her, turning my attention to her
“just wondering… she’s a nice girl. i never got to apologize to her for making a move on you that night” she said. i didn’t respond, i closed my eyes and drunk some more water, trying to sober up a little
“did you have sex with her?” riko asked me
“riko, why are you so curious about what he’s doing with my sister?” suguru asked, making me open my eyes at his sudden outburst
“i can’t ask a simple question?” riko asked him, getting defensive
“it doesn’t concern you, you’re the one who cheated on him… remember that?” suguru sarcastically asked her, she didn’t say anything
“oh, don’t tell me you forgot about toji. the married man you decided to sleep with multiple times. how could you forget someone so important?” suguru said
“stop it” riko quietly said
“stop it? you want me to stop talking about it? why? is it because you’re ashamed of yourself for cheating on my best friend? or is it because you don’t want everyone knowing just how dirty you are?” suguru added. i sat up and grabbed his shoulder
“suguru” i said, knowing that the alcohol was making him more upset than he needed to be
“it’s alright” i told him
“babe let’s go get some fresh air okay?” yuki said to him
“my bad satoru” suguru said as he stood up with yuki
“don’t worry about it” i said to him. after he walked away with yuki i turned to look at riko and saw that she was crying. i stood up, almost falling over but catching myself at the last second. i walked over to haibara and shoko
“could y’all stop making out for a second? thanks” i said, laughing at them
“what do you want asshole?” shoko said, her eyes low and red, haibara could barely even open his eyes
“go to suguru’s guest room upstairs. you’re both in no condition to go home anyways” i told them before i started making my own way upstairs, i went to suguru’s room and walked in, falling onto his bed
“just need 5 quick minutes of sleep” i said to myself as i closed my eyes
“satoru” a quiet voice said to me. i quickly opened my eyes and saw riko standing in front of me
“what do you want?” i asked annoyed, sitting up and looking at her
“did you sleep with her?” she asked me. i let out an angry groan while running my fingers through my hair
“could you just answer the question please, i wa-“
“YES I FUCKED HER!!” i yelled at her, my frustration reaching it’s max. she flinched at me raising my voice
“so… are we really done?” she asked as she took a step closer to me
“ i’m too drunk for this bullshit right now riko. get out” i said
“you didn’t say no though” she said as she started to take her jacket off
“yes we’re done. we’ve been fucking done. i originally thought that we could maybe stay friends but you’ve proven to me that clearly that can’t happen” i said to her. she didn’t reply but instead started to pull her dress up
“what the fuck are you doing?” i asked as i stood up
“you can’t just forget about everything we had satoru” she said as she tried to pull her dress over her head. i quickly walked over to her and pulled it back down, glancing at suguru’s bedroom door that was wide open still
“riko you’re drunk, stop it. you’re embarrassing yourself right now” i told her
“satoru please” she said, tears falling from her eyes. i sighed and walked over to suguru’s door to leave
“do you love her?” riko asked me as she wrapped her arms around my waist, stopping me from leaving the room
“let go of me” i said to her
“do you love her satoru?” she asked me again
“yes i do” i answered as i snatched her hands off of me
“so leave me the fuck alone riko” i said as i turned and looked at her before turning back around and walking to the stairs. haibara and shoko were walking up the stairs while holding hands, suguru and yuki following behind them
“hey we were looking for you. we had to walk these two up here to make sure they didn’t fall down on their way to the guest room” yuki said to me while laughing
“i went to suguru’s room to try and rest but riko followed me in there” i told her
“what’s up with that chick? she’s like obsessed with you” suguru said as he walked up to me as the 4 of them all made it to the top of the stairs. i was about to respond to him but i was distracted by feeling something hit my back
“you’re so cruel satoru!” riko yelled as she picked up one of suguru’s mini hallway decorations and threw it at me.
“are you fucking crazy?!” shoko shouted at riko
“what’s your problem?!” yuki yelled, also mad. i turned around and saw riko begin to pick up a book this time to throw at me. yuki immediately rushed over to her and slapped her across her face
“i want you out, NOW!” yuki yelled at her
“b-but yuki i-“
“OUT NOW!” yuki yelled again, not letting riko talk. suguru, haibara and i stood there in shock as yuki and shoko forced riko down the stairs
“shoko, you go with haibara to the guest room, it’s still his birthday, he’s suppose to be enjoying his night. i’m going to wait with riko outside until her uber get’s here” yuki said. i picked up the item that riko threw at me and went back into suguru’s room, falling back on his bed and tossing the item somewhere on his floor
“i’m way too drunk for all of this” i said to myself as i kept my face buried in the covers
“since you’re drunk, i’ll let you slide just this once for throwing my shit around” suguru said as he picked up the item i threw on the floor and put it back where it was supposed to go. he then came back into the room and closed the door. i closed my eyes and tried to go to sleep
“oh shit!” i yelled, sitting up and searching for my phone in my pockets
“what?” suguru asked as he sat down on his bed
“i forgot to text y/n back” i said. i pulled my phone out of my pocket and turned it on to text her back, seeing i had 2 messages from her. i started to type out a response but my phone died in the middle of my message
“fuck! my phone died” i said out loud, angry with myself for forgetting to respond
“relax satoru give it to me, i’ll put it on my charger” suguru said as he held his hand out, waiting for me to pass him my phone. i passed it to him and laid back on his bed as he put it on the charger
“she said goodnight because i wasn’t responding.. she’s probably mad at me now” i said as i covered my face with both of my hands
“or she’s just tired” suguru said while laughing
“where’s your phone? let me call her really quick” i said as i looked at him
“no, let her sleep satoru, you can talk to her in the morning” he said
“and don’t fall asleep in here. yuki’s sleeping over tonight, it’s been a while since we’ve been alone so i got some pent up stress” he added
“i’m not gonna fall asleep in here, and please, spare me the details of your sex life with yuki” i told him while laughing
“you didn’t spare me when i had to hear you having sex with my little sister” he said
“you can never leave me y/n, you’re mine” suguru said, repeating my words from that night to tease me
“it’s true, she’s mine” i told him
“what do you mean by that?” he asked me
“i won’t let anyone else have her” i said as i sat up, now making eye contact with him
“so what… you love her? or are you just sleeping with her and texting her because you’re bored?” he asked me, his face extremely serious as he waited for my answer
“of course i love her suguru. i love her so much, i can’t stop thinking about her. i would never use her for her body” i told him honestly. he didn’t say anything
“suguru i promise i’ll take care of her, i won’t ever hurt her” i said
“i’ll protect her and love her until she gets sick of me. even when she gets sick of me, i still won’t let her leave me” i added
“well if she’s sick of you, then you need to leave her alone, you stalker” suguru said, a small smile on his face. i laughed at his response
“so are you two dating?” he asked me
“nah, i didn’t want to ask her out without talking to you first, since i already slept with her behind your back.. well before you caught us” i truthfully told him
“i trust you satoru. i trust you more than anyone else in this entire world. i just didn’t want you dating y/n because i knew that if something happened between the two of you, things would never be the same between the 3 of us again. plus she’s my sister… most guys wouldn’t want their best friend banging their little sister…. with that being said, i know that you will take good care of her and protect her. you’ll be there for her whenever i can’t, and i trust you with her” he told me
“so, are you saying it’s okay for me to ask her to be my girlfriend?” i asked him, a smile making it’s way onto my face
“yes…but satoru if you hurt her or make her cry i swear to god-“
“i won’t, i promise!” i said excitedly. suguru laughed at my excitement
“even if i didn’t want you two to date, there’s no way i could keep you two apart. plus she’s head over heels in love with you, there’s no talking her out of loving you….even though choso came close to claiming her” suguru said, the smile on my face instantly disappearing
“don’t remind me” i said. suguru let out a loud laugh as he held his stomach from laughing so hard
“honestly, that day changed me forever. i think seeing her in bed with choso made me realize that you’re definitely the better choice” suguru said once he finally stopped laughing
“it took THAT to make you realize?” i asked him, annoyed
“unfortunately yes”
——— back to y/n’s pov———
“i added suguru, satoru, nanami, haibara, shoko, yuki, mei mei, utahime, and choso to the group chat” i told nobara as i sat down next to her on the couch
“okay great, so that makes me, you, mai, momo, miwa, ino, inumaki, yuji, megumi, kokichi, suguru, gojo, nanami, haibara, shoko, yuki, mei mei, utahime, and choso…. so 19 people total right?” nobara asked me as she looked over all of the contacts in the group chat
“yeah, sounds right to me. i don’t think we forgot anybody” i said
“okay let me send a text to the group chat then” she said
Vacation group chat:
nobara: hello everyone! for all of the people who don’t have my number saved, i’m nobara. i was just sending a quick text to let everyone know that we’re planning on leaving thursday afternoon, around 2pm. we’re meeting up at y/n’s house and then we’ll leave from her house and go straight to the hotel
yuji: how many cars are we taking?
mai: we only need like 2 cars tbh
me: i’ll take my car
ino: i’ll bring mine also
suguru: so ya’ll don’t need me to drive out there and pick anyone up?
me: no it’s okay!
megumi: i call dibs on riding with y/n. ino and nobara are gonna drive me crazy with the couple shit
yuji: me too!
choso: damn lil bro.. you still single?
yuji: shut up choso
nobara: first of all, we’re not annoying
me: okay so i got megumi and yuji, anyone else?
momo: mai and i will come with you
me: okay so then in ino’s car it’ll be nobara, ino, miwa and kokichi?
miwa: yeah sounds good to me
satoru <3: y/n why don’t you just stay at my house?
me: the hotel has an indoor pool and spa that’s why toru lol
yuji: and a buffet!
suguru: it’s my dad’s hotel satoru
satoru <3: ohhhh okay i see. i’ll stay there too then
yuki: that’s a good idea, we should all stay there together
utahime: i’m down with that
meimei: so how do you want to do the rooms?
shoko: 2 to a room? or 4 to a room?
haibara: lets do 2
nanami: of course he wants 2…
suguru: alright alright, we can do 2 and 4, who want’s a room with 2 beds?
choso: i don’t need 2 beds, i’ll share a bed with y/n, right y/n? ;)
yuji: ok… what the actual fuck are you talking about right now choso
satoru <3: he obviously wants to die
me: this is getting no where lmao
yuki: lets do this. suguru and i will share a room, y/n and satoru will share a room, haibara and shoko, nobara and ino, and miwa and kokichi. mei mei, choso, utahime and nanami can have their own rooms. momo, mai, yuji, megumi and inumaki can decide if they want to share rooms or have their own room
megumi: wait, so when you say 2 to a room or 4 to a room, do you mean a single bed and 2 people? or 2 separate beds with one person each? orrrr do you mean 2 separate beds with 2 people in each bed??
kokichi: that question literally just made my head hurt
ino: same
satoru <3: 2 people in one bed, and for 4 people to a room it’ll be 2 people in each bed. but if you want 2 to a room but 2 separate beds, that’s fine too
me: the beds in the rooms we’re getting are all king sized. dad already said he has things ready, he just wants to know how many rooms we’ll be needing
momo: i’ll share a room with maki
megumi: i want my own room
inumaki: me too
yuji: but i wanted to share a room with you guys :(
inumaki: oops
yuji: fine i’ll have my own room
me: okay so that’s like 13 different rooms right?
satoru <3: yeah that’s 13 rooms princess
suguru: please stop, i’m literally about to throw up
yuki: shut up suguru lmao. okay then it’s settled, see you guys on thursday!
nobara: i’m so excited!
“okay girl. i’m gonna go home and start packing my stuff” i told nobara as i stood up and grabbed my purse
“already? it’s only tuesday” she said
“i like to be prepared. i want to just get it out of the way” i said, a smile coming to my face
“don’t forget to pack the new swimsuits we bought. i want to match with you and the girls” she said as she walked me out to my car
“i will, don’t worry. bye” i said as i gave her a hug
“bye, love you. text me when you get home”
“love you too, and i will”
——— trip day———
“should we stop for snacks first?” yuji asked me while putting his suitcase in the trunk of my car
“it’s only like an hour away” i told him
“ 2 hours actually” he said matter of factly
“if you really think you’re going to starve to death in that little bit of time, then yes we can stop for snacks” i said, laughing at yuji
“yay thank you y/n you’re the best” he said happily as he gave me a hug
“okay we’re all loaded and ready. what about you guys?” nobara asked me as she walked over to my car
“i’m all done. megumi, momo and mai are already in the car. we’re gonna stop at a store really quick to grab some snacks first through” i told her as i closed my trunk
“okay we’ll follow you there and grab a few things as well” ino said
“okay cool”
“wow this is a nice hotel!” mai said as she looked at the building
“i’ve never been to this hotel before so this is my first time here too” i told her as i started taking all of our bags out of the trunk
“satoru said that they’re parking already” i told everyone. they said okay and continued grabbing their belongings
“hi everyone!” we all turned around and saw yuki running towards us with a big smile on her face. she gave me a big hug before she turned to my friends
“nice to meet all of you! i’m yuki” she said to everyone except nobara, megumi and yuji, as they already know her
“nice to meet you!” they all said. a couple of seconds later, suguru came up to us with satoru and everyone else following behind him
“your bag is extremely heavy babe, what did you even pack in here?” suguru said to yuki as he carried both of their luggage
“all of my essentials” she said, giggling
“hey babygirl” satoru said as he came up to me. i immediately gave him a hug
“hi toru, i missed you so much” i said. he laughed and kissed me on the top of my head
“i missed you more”
“okay so lets introduce everyone” utahime said. i let go of satoru and faced everyone again
“you’ve all already met satoru, shoko and suguru. this is yuki, she’s suguru’s girlfriend. and then we have mei mei, utahime, nanami, choso and haibara” i said, introducing suguru’s friends to mine
“this is nobara, megumi, yuji, momo, mai, ino, miwa, kokichi, and inumaki” i said, making sure to introduce everyone to everybody
“yuji? so you’re choso’s little brother?” haibara asked yuji
“yeah, i know we don’t look alike” yuji said jokingly
“hey shoko!” i said to shoko as i gave her a hug
“okay let’s get inside! i’m excited to see the rooms” nobara said excitedly
“right! lets go” i said, agreeing with her. i turned around to pick up my luggage but saw that satoru was already holding it and standing by suguru talking about something. i turned back to nobara and saw that she also didn’t have her luggage as ino was holding it for her. we locked arms with each other and started walking towards the hotel. once we were inside of the hotel, we checked in and got our key cards
“i’ve never stayed in a suite room before” inumaki said as we got into the elevator
“really?” i asked him, shocked
“really. i’ve never really felt like spending the extra money for it” he said as he shrugged his shoulders
“understandable. but now you’re on vacation so enjoy the room!” i told him as i smiled. once we reached our floor we waited in the hallway for satoru and the others to come up, as all 19 of us couldn’t fit in the elevator with all of our bags and suitcases. once everyone was in the hallway, we began to look for our rooms
“our room number is 444” i told satoru as he walked behind me. he nodded his head okay and continued to follow me to the room
“wait.. are we going the right way?” i asked him as i stopped walking and looked at the key card again before looking at the doors next to where we were standing. satoru continued walking straight
“yes it’s this way” he said
“wait how do you know? have you been here before?” i asked him as i ran to catch up with him. he was silent for a few seconds before he spoke
“no. i’m looking at the room numbers” he said. i decided to stop asking questions and to follow him. once we made it down the end of the hallway we turned to the right and walked a few steps down the connecting hallway
“oh it’s right here toru!” i told him excitedly. he laughed at my reaction
“open the door then baby”
i quickly put the key card against the door scanner and waited until the door unlocked. once it was open i pushed the door open and walked in before stopping in my tracks
“toru… omg… i think they gave us the wrong room” i said, panicking
“why do you think that?” he asked. i pointed down at the floor
“look!” i said to him. on the floor was rose petals leading further into the room and there were candles lit following the roses
“it’s probably a marriage proposal toru” i said
“well let’s walk in first to make sure” he said as he lightly pushed me fully into the dark, candle lit room. i nodded my head okay and took a step before stopping again. satoru closed the door and put our suitcases down on the floor
“i want to record this to show the girls. i can’t believe they gave us the wrong room” i told satoru as i took out my phone, turning on the flash and starting to record. satoru only laughed at me, deciding to stay quiet
“i won’t touch anything, i just want to take a quick peak.. say hi to the camera toru” i said to him as i turned the camera around to show him
“hiii… actually i want to record too” he said as he took out his phone. he turned on his phone and pointed at me
“here we have y/n who’s recording someone else’s marriage proposal… say hi baby” satoru said while laughing
“hey y’all ” i said, laughing with him
“okay, start walking so we can see the room” satoru said. i turned back around and started following the rose petals, making sure to record everything
“this is so beautiful. i feel bad for looking” i said to satoru who just laughed. i continued to follow the roses into the huge suite. the roses led me to the huge king sized bed. there was roses on the bed and at least 20 heart shaped balloons floating around the bed. on the wall behind the bed there were balloons that read out the words ‘will you be my girlfriend?’. i walked up to the bed and looked closer. on the bed there were a bunch of different pictures of satoru and i from over the years, some of when we were still kids and even new ones from my graduation and me sleeping after he slept in my bed. there was a giant teddy bear that had my name stitched on it and a huge box of chocolate covered strawberries. tears were falling down my face as i looked at everything
“t-toru” i stuttered, trying to speak through my crying. satoru smiled at me as he put his phone down. he walked up to me and wrapped his arms around my waist
“i’ve never met someone like you in my entire life y/n. you’ve been there since the beginning. we’ve watched each other grow up, helped each other grow up. you mean so much to me y/n, i can’t live without you.. i tried and i almost lost my mind in the process. i love you so much… i’ve been in love with you for so long now, but i’ve been trying to swallow those feelings, i can’t keep them away anymore. i promise to love and cherish you forever and ever y/n, protect you and bring you nothing but happiness. you’re the girl i want to spend the rest of my life with, start a family with, and grow old and die with. would you please do me the honor of allowing me to be your boyfriend?” satoru said. i stared at his beautiful blue eyes, my mouth slightly open in disbelief. i feel like i’ve waited my entire life for this moment right here, i felt like i was dreaming
“yes satoru, of course i’ll be your girlfriend!” i said excitedly. he smiled at me before kissing me and spinning me around in a circle
“she said yes!” he yelled and started laughing. i opened my mouth to say something but didn’t get the chance to speak because our room door opened and all of our friends came rushing in cheering, even my parents came in
“what the… what’s going on?” i asked, laughing at them, still trying to wipe some of my tears off of my face
“congratulations y/n! i’m so happy for you!” shoko yelled as she hugged me
“wait.. so all of you guys knew? even mom and dad?” i asked, shocked. everyone laughed at me
“not everyone, satoru called me after you first told him about the trip. he wanted this room in particular because it was the biggest and has a nice view, and then he proceeded to talk about setting up a surprise proposal” my dad said
“and so i got involved! satoru and i started planning everything. i found every picture i’ve ever taken of you both and sent them all to him and made sure to keep you distracted enough so you wouldn’t suspect anything” my mom told me
“and then suguru, shoko, satoru and i all came here last night and prepared the room for you!”” yuki said to me as she ran up and gave me a hug
“satoru came back like an hour ago though to light all of the candles and to make sure everything looked perfect” suguru said, a smile on his face
“suguru just now told the rest of us like 10 minutes ago once we started walking towards our rooms” nobara said. my eyes started to water again
“you.. i… all of this for me?” i asked, turning to satoru again
“of course! you deserve the world y/n” he said as he kissed me on my forehead
“you’re going to have to go all out for your wedding proposal now after this” shoko said which made everyone start to laugh
“thank you all so much. i love all of you!” i said happily
“ i’m so happy for you little sis, you deserve it” suguru said as he walked over to me and gave me a hug. i hugged him back tightly. while we were hugging, a bright flash lit up the room. we turned around and saw our mom taking a picture of us
“aww look at our babies honey” my mom said to my dad, holding back tears herself
“well… while we have everybody here and happy… i have an announcement to make” yuki said. everyone turned to look at her as she walked over to suguru and grabbed his hand. they looked at all of us before suguru pulled a small photo out of his wallet and held it up for everyone to see
“i’m pregnant!” yuki said excitedly. nobara and i screamed at the top of our lungs as my mom started crying tears of joy
“OMG OMG REALLY?”
“CONGRATULATIONS!”
“I’M GOING TO BE AN AUNTIE!”
“I’M GOING TO BE A GRANDMA!”
“I’M GOING TO BE A GRANDAD!”
“I’M GOING TO BE A GOD DAD!”
“i’m the god mother of course” we all stopped yelling in excitement and laughed at shoko’s comment, as she was the only one who didn’t scream
“i never said you were the god dad satoru” suguru said to satoru while laughing
“bro, you told me before you told anyone else… i’m definitely the god dad” satoru replied
“wait you told him before me?” i asked suguru
“i was shocked and scared, i needed to talk to a guy” suguru said, still laughing
“and you!” i said, turning around to face yuki
“why didn’t you tell me?” i asked her
“i wanted to surprise you. shoko only knew because she was in the bathroom with me when i took the test” yuki said. i smiled and ran over to hug her
“i’m so happy for you yuki.. really” i said to her as she hugged me back. we all stayed in my hotel room for a little while longer before everyone decided to start heading out
“let’s all meet at the buffet around 6 for dinner… until then, everyone can do whatever” nobara said. everyone agreed and started leaving to their rooms
“okay honey, we’re going back home… enjoy your vacation” my mom said as she gave me and satoru a hug, my dad hugging us right after
“we will, thank you both again for everything. i love you” i said to them before they left. i turned back to satoru and jumped on him, giving him a passionate kiss
“i love you so much satoru gojo” he wrapped his arms around me and started giving me little kisses all around my face
“i love you more princess” he let go of my waist and walked over to the balcony window and opened the curtains
“now we can get some natural light in here, and you can look at the gifts i got you” he said as he walked over to the bed and sat down
“wait, stay right there, i want to take a picture of everything first” i told him as i took my phone out. i backed up as far as i needed to and took 3 different pictures just in case
“okay, your turn. go sit” satoru said as he stood up. i ran over to the bed and sat down. i grabbed the giant teddy bear and hugged it while i looked at satoru’s camera and posed. he kept snapping a bunch of photo’s
“okay toru that’s enough” i said giggling and covering my face
“you just look so good, i can’t help myself” he said, smiling as me as he sat down on the bed with me. i picked up one of the chocolate covered strawberries and fed one to satoru before eating one myself
“these taste really good, thank you so much toru” i said, grabbing another one. satoru just smiled at me, lifting his phone up and taking another picture of me
“stop it!” i said, laughing while trying to grab his phone
“okay okay that was the last one i promise!” he said as he put his phone on the dresser. i picked up the box of strawberries and placed them on the table we had in the room. i then walked back over to the bed and picked up the teddy bear and all of the pictures of satoru and i that was on the bed and placed it on the chair by the table
“you’re getting ready to take a nap or something?” satoru asked me. i didn’t respond to him, i sat down on the bed and looked at him, my eyes slowly trailing down his body before back at his eyes
“take your pants off” i told him. he looked at me, his face in complete shock before he erupted in a fit of laughter
“you’re so cute when you’re trying to be dominant” he said, still laughing
“just take them off” i whined, pulling on the strings of his grey sweats
“if you want them off, then take them off yourself” satoru suddenly said. i looked at him and saw that his once funny mood was gone and replaced by lust. he stared at me, waiting for my next move. i reached for the waistband of his sweats and pulled them down. satoru slightly lifted himself off of the bed so i could pull them down. once i had his sweats off and on the floor i looked at his underwear, his bulge becoming harder by the second
“i’ll let you be in control just this once babygirl” satoru said, a small smile on his face. i started to slowly massage his dick through his underwear. satoru let out a low moan and i turned my attention back on him. he had his eyes closed, his right hand running up and down my thigh in an encouraging way. i stopped my movements and stood up, quickly taking off my clothes. satoru sat up and watched me take my clothes off as he started touching himself
“take the rest of your clothes off” i told him. he listened this time, taking off his shirt and his underwear. i climbed on top of him and looked down at him
“you look so pretty right now y/n” he told me. i smiled and kissed him. he reached down and grabbed his dick, holding it tightly as he rubbed the tip against my pussy. the sudden contact made me moan
“fuck, you’re so wet” satoru groaned
“sit on my face” he said, letting go of his dick and placing his hands on my hips
“ i thought i was in control today?” i said playfully
“maybe next time princess” he said with a smirk
“sit on my face. now” he repeated. i hesitated, a bit nervous
“but i-“
“y/n” the tone of satoru’s voice made me realize he wasn’t about to listen to any excuses i was about to make. satoru moved down on the bed and i slowly crawled up until his head was in between my legs
“toru i’m nervous” i told him honestly
“nervous about what? i’m going to take good care of you don’t worry” he told me as he hooked each of his arms around my thighs so i couldn’t move
“but what if i lose my balance and fall, smothering you? you wouldn’t be able to brea-“ satoru ran his tongue in between my folds making my words get caught in my throat
“s-satoru!” i yelled out, one of my hands instinctively reaching for his hair while my other hand was pressed against the wall to hold myself up
“i got you baby, don’t worry” he said. he kissed my clit, his tongue coming out shortly after and circling it. after sucking on my clit for a little, he let go and ran this tongue up and down my pussy repeatedly
“satoru! satoru, i.. it feels….” i moaned, my words trailing off. he continued to eat me out. his tongue stopped at my hole and he looked up at me as he slowly pushed his tongue inside of me
“oh shitttt… fuck satoru” i closed my eyes tightly, satoru started tongue fucking me. i started to slightly lift myself up, grinding and moving against his tongue. i began to grind harder against him, letting go of the wall and putting both of my hands in his hair as i started grinding against his face, forgetting about trying not to smother him
“i’m about to cum toru!” i said. i opened my eyes and looked down at him to see him still looking at me. he didn’t say anything and instead allowed me to continue to ride his face. i came after a few more thrusts of his tongue. i tried to get off of satoru while i came but he held me down tightly and continued to push his tongue inside of me
“toru” i whined once it started to become too much for me. he finally let me go and i sat next to him on the bed and looked at him as i tried to catch my breathe
“that was fucking amazing. you looked so sexy” he told me as he smiled
“come here” i said, smiling back at him. satoru hovered on top of me and kissed me. i wrapped my legs around his waist and grabbed his dick, rubbing his tip against my clit. satoru moaned into our kiss. i lined him up with my entrance and tried to push him in but satoru broke the kiss and grabbed my hand
“what’s the matter?” i asked him
“i have to get the condom’s out of my suitcase first. i brought some just in case” he told me
“i don’t want to use any condoms” i said, speaking purely out of lust and desire
“y/n, that’s very irresponsible of you” satoru said, a small chuckle following after as he sat up
“seriously though, if you’re going to keep asking me to have sex with you without a condom then you have to be mentally prepared to become a mom y/n” he told me
“i am ready, i’ll have all of your kids toru” i said as i sat up next to him
“i’m serious y/n, you’re only 18… you haven’t even lived life yet. it would be different if you got pregnant on accident, but i would rather use protection than not use it for no reason” satoru said as he stood up and walked over to his suitcase. unzipping the front part and taking out a box of condoms. i looked down at the bed. he’s right, he’s absolutely right
“so… you don’t want to have a baby with me? that’s what you mean?” i asked him, my insecurities slowly coming back. i watched as satoru opened the condom and put it on himself
“y/n, that’s not what i’m saying. i’m just saying that there’s still many things i want to do with you and experience with you before we settle down and have a kid. because trust me… you’ll end up pregnant for sure. i was barely able to pull out the last time we had sex, it literally took everything in me to pull out of you” he said as he got back on top of me
“when i look at your face when i’m about to come, my mind goes ‘maybe one or two kids right now wouldn’t be so bad’ and i start to lose the strength to pull out” he added as he kissed my forehead. i smiled and pulled him down to kiss him on his lips
“are we good to continue?” he asked me
“yes toru please fuck me already” i said, laughing. he wasted no time, he slowly pushed his way into me. i held on to his arm, the feeling still hurting since we’ve only had sex once. once he was fully inside of me he didn’t give me a chance to get used to his size this time, he immediately pulled out before thrusting inside of me again
“toru!” i moaned out in pain and pleasure. his pace quickened. he wrapped his arms underneath my body and held onto me. i closed my eyes, my nails digging into satoru’s shoulders
“you feel even tighter than the last time” satoru said, he continued to thrust into me until he suddenly pulled out
“why’d you stop?” i asked him, now feeling empty without him inside of me
“turn around” he said. i shook my head no
“i want to be able to see your face while we fuck toru” i whined
“you’ll see my face still i promise… now turn around baby” satoru said, a smirk growing on his face. i gave in and turned around, getting on my hands and knees. satoru moved closer to me, his dick resting on the curve of my ass. he started gently rubbing on my ass, a low groan coming out of his mouth
“you look so sexy like this” he muttered. he straightened his posture and placed both of his hands on my back, gently pushing it down
“arch your back baby” he said, softly laughing at my inexperience
“stop, don’t laugh… I’m still learning” i said, also laughing
“it’s okay babygirl, i’ll teach you everything you need to know, no man other than me will ever see you like this anyway” he said as he lined his tip with my entrance, i spread my legs and tried to arch lower
“oh yeah? what if i want to experience having sex with another guy? i mean it’s only fair, you’ve had sex with other girls before” i said, trying to see what satoru would say. i waited for his response, but he stayed silent. my heart started to race, i was kidding, there’s no way he thinks i actually want to have sex with another guy. i opened my mouth to say something but right at that moment, satoru abruptly pushed himself into me. the force of his thrust jerked my entire body forward, if it wasn’t for the tight grip satoru had on my hips i would have lost my balance for sure
“w-wait satoru… fuck… it’s too much” i cried out. satoru was so deep that it brought tears to my eyes. he remained silent, speeding up his thrusts instead
“satoru! oh my gosh” i moaned , my eyes rolled to the back of my head. satoru let go of my hips and grabbed both of my arms. he pulled me up against his chest, holding both of my arms behind my back with one hand and his other hand wrapping around my neck
“take it back” he said in my ear, his hips continuing to snap against me. i slightly turned my head and looked at him
“w-what?” i asked, tears still running down my face and my mind slowly going blank from how deep he was in me
“you’re mine and only mine. only i can fuck you” he said, his eyes looking right into mine
“toru” i moaned, the whole situation turning me on even more. satoru let go of my arms and neck and placed his hands back on my hips as i fell forward, using my arms to support me. he started roughly thrusting into me
“shittt” he moaned out. his thrusts were too much for me to handle, i started slowly sliding down onto my stomach, each thrust pushing me down further and further until i was laying flat on my stomach, satoru didn’t stop his thrusts though
“s-satoru, i’m cu-“
“take it back” he said, his thrusts slowing down until he stopped moving
“i was just kidding satoru i swear”
“i don’t like when you play around like that” satoru said
“i only want to fuck you toru” i told him. he leaned down and buried his face in the side of my neck, his thrusts starting back up
“good, cause only i can fuck you like this” he said. he sat back up and picked his pace up, his hips now rolling into mine
“only i can make you feel like this, make you cry out in pleasure , make love to you” he continued, his hands pushing down against my hips. i kept my face against the pillows, screaming out at how deep he was in me
“and only you can make me feel like this” he said, his thrust starting to become slightly sloppy
“satoru!-“
“me too babygirl” he said. satoru thrusted into me a few more times before i came, a silent cry leaving my body as i tightly gripped onto the bed sheets
“fuck fuck fuckkkk” satoru moaned out as he came, his head thrown back and his dick still sliding in and out of me. once satoru came back down from his high, he carefully slid out of me and took off the condom, getting up and throwing it in the trash. i kept my face in the pillows, breathing heavily and trying to catch my breathe
“hey, are you okay?” satoru asked me as he laid down next to me, moving the pillows so he could see my face
“yeah i’m fine, that was just an intense orgasm” i told him, a smile making it’s way to my face. satoru pulled me closer to him and wrapped his arms around my body as he pulled the blankets over our bodies
“i love you so much y/n” he told me. i looked up at him and saw that he was already looking down at me
“my heart was beating so fast when i was asking you to be my girlfriend. i was so nervous” he said, a cute smile on his face
“i love you more satoru, thank you for making me your girlfriend, this is the best day of my life” i said. he smiled at me and gave me a kiss
we both fell asleep shortly after
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hello readers! i decided to give y’all one last smut before i ended the story. i’m thinking about doing one last final chapter, like a chapter based on a huge time skip before i completely end this story. anyways, i hope you all enjoyed this chapter.. thanks for reading, byeeee!
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A Whole New World
Remember how I said I was taking a break? Well that lasted for a day lol. This is a follow-up to my previous Jamil drabble. This was requested by @ghostercy. I hope that you enjoy!
Note: set during the Al'ab Nariya event, amiriti means princess in Arabic (I used Google Translate), FLUFF, lots of handholding, dance scene is inspired by Aladdin (2019). How many times did I watch "A Whole New World?" Yes
Word Count: 1187
Warning: not beta read, possible ooc characters, and a possibly badly written dance scene
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"How did you get Kalim's magic carpet?" Yuu asked while staring down below. Silk City reminded her of Christmas lights with all the lights and festivities happening. The light gave the carpet a beautiful glow as they weaved through the buildings. It was an amazing sight to see. It felt almost romantic witnessing it with Jamil, aka the guy she had a big crush on.
Not that he needed to know that. Yuu decided to focus on her trip instead. She was finally exploring something new, and she was alone with Jamil.
Jamil chuckled and placed a finger on his lips. "That's a secret for me to know," he teased, causing Yuu to huff in annoyance. "Why don't we go down there?" Jamil said while pointing down to a crowd.
"Lead the way," Yuu nodded, and Jamil maneuvered the carpet. He softly landed it on a random alleyway, got out, and held a hand to Yuu. The girl blushed at the sight. Jamil looked the way he did when he invited her to their adventure. "Like a prince…" she whispered.
Jamil raised an eyebrow, "What?"
Yuu let out a cough, her face red with embarrassment, "I mean, thank you." She placed her hand on his let stepped out.
Jamil silently thanked the carpet and watched it fly off to who knows where. He turned to the Prefect. Their hands were still connected, "You ready?"
Yuu nodded her head, prompting Jamil to navigate his way through the city. They landed far from the crowd Jamil pointed to earlier, but reaching it took little time. "Whoa…" Yuu's mouth opened in awe. Multiple pairs of people danced together in a circle around a water fountain. The women were in the outer circle, and the men were in the inner circle.
"There's a legend where a prince once danced with the princess during a party she hosted. She initially doubted him, but he moved so expertly that he impressed her."
"But I don't know the dance."
Jamil squeezed Yuu's hand for reassurance, "You did well earlier with everyone. Plus, you have me. Just mirror my movements, and don't forget to move your wrists."
Yuu took a breath and squeezed Jamil's hand back, "Well then. What are we waiting for? Impress me," she teased.
Jamil smirked. "As you wish, my princess." He said and quickly joined the crowd, with Yuu following. The two positioned themselves like everyone else and began to move. Despite Yuu doubting herself earlier, she kept her eyes on Jamil and followed his lead. The Prefect could not stop her smile from forming. She was having too much fun and did not want it to end.
Yuu spun around while Jamil bowed. Now watching the other women, Yuu grabbed the silks in her outfit and held them up, spreading the fabric like she had wings. It reminded her of the peacock design on Vil's throne in Pomefiore. She moved her body to do her dance before stopping to let Jamil do his own. The two continued exchanging dances until they both danced together. Yuu almost laughed at how easily the movements were, almost like Jamil was using his signature spell on her. The thing was, he wasn't. He danced alongside her and stared at her with an unrecognizable expression.
Yuu was too lost in her joy to realize the dance was done. The crowd clapping pulled her out of her dream world. Suddenly, an arm wrapped itself around her waist and pulled her away.
"You did well," Jamil's voice murmured next to her ear, and then she realized how close he was to her.
"Where are we going next?" Yuu managed to say and took a step away from Jamil's grasp. Her heart was going a mile a minute, and Jamil's charm was not helping it.
Jamil's eyebrows furrowed slightly. "Whenever you want. Are you hungry?" Right on cue, Yuu's stomach let out a loud growl. Jamil chuckled, "There's your answer." He gently grabbed Yuu's hand for the nth time that night and led her through a nearby market. The two had tried and retried a variety of Scalding Sands' food. Now they could have a bigger portion without worrying about a certain cat monster eating everything.
Yuu and Jamil continued exploring on foot up until now. The duo was flying on the magic carpet again.
"I will never get tired of this view," Yuu said while staring at the same romantic glow as before. She turned to Jamil with a smile. "Thank you for bringing me here. I had fun."
Jamil smiled. "Your adventure is not over just yet."
Yuu raised an eyebrow. "It's not?"
Jamil chuckled. "Do you trust me, princess?"
There was the same nickname again! Yuu was internally screaming. How can a guy with a handsome face like Jamil's call her that so casually? It's like he could read her mind and knew she liked him!
"I do," Yuu said, and suddenly the carpet was moving very fast. Yuu instinctively closed her eyes and held on the carpet for dear life.
"Don't close your eyes!" Jamil called out and gently placed a hand on Yuu's shoulder. She opened her eyes at his touch. "You're going to miss the view." He whispered. Yuu immediately turned to see it.
Gone were Silk City's lights, but the calm ocean was in its place. Yuu was so stunned by the sight that she didn't realize the carpet had slowed down.
"It's beautiful…." Yuu said, unaware of the grey eyes staring at her.
"It really is," Jamil added.
Yuu leaned forward and stared into the water. Her eyes widen in excitement at the familiar shape swimming below.
"Dolphins!" She turned to Jamil and grabbed his shoulder, "Dolphins are swimming below us!" She went back to her original spot and looked down at the animals.
Jamil only smiled as Yuu let her fingers graze the water. He found her excitement adorable.
"It amazes me just how beautiful Twisted Wonderland is. There are so many amazing cultures and lands. I want to see it all."
Jamil chuckled. "I want to do the same, but we must return to NRC tomorrow."
Yuu sat up and turned to Jamil. "Is there any place near here?"
Jamil nodded and pointed to the left, "If you fly here, you can reach the Sunset Savanna." He then pointed in the opposite direction. "If you fly here, then you will reach the Shaftlands."
"That would be nice to fly there." Yuu sighed.
"I can take you there one day if no one else does."
Yuu chuckled before leaning down, placing her head on Jamil's shoulder, and intertwining his hand with hers. "That doesn't matter. Anyone could take me anywhere, and I would still want to experience it with you. We can visit it as many times as we want."
Jamil smiled. "I would love that. I promise to make your dream a reality, amirti." He brought their joined hands up and kissed the back of Yuu's hand to seal their promise.
A promise that became more later on, such as going on an adventure as husband and wife.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twisted Wonderland and its characters. Those belong to Aniplex, Walt Disney Japan, and Yana Toboso.
©: This story belongs to bluesylveon2 2020-23. DO NOT modify, republish, or plagiarize my work.
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Why is it Always 1/8 of a Sex Thing?
Blitz and Striker fic is finally up! This is chapter 1, I'll probably do more chapters eventually but it takes a long time cause this is my first time writing fight scenes (hopefully all the googling paid off lol).
Story is set some time after "Oops" (season 2 episode 6) and before "Full Moon" (season 2 episode 8).
Warning: The following fic contains graphic violence, strong language, sexual themes (no explicit sex), as well as rampant messy sneezing... so yes, it's intended for mature audiences.
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When Blitz opened the door to the warehouse, he locked eyes with a certain cowboy who’d been lying in wait. Blitz’s amused smile met Striker’s menacing grin, and for a moment, neither spoke.
This certainly hadn’t been on Blitz’s agenda for today. No, he was just stopping by to pick up some bullets because IMP’s supplier in Wrath was “understaffed”. Whether that was a ruse or an unfortunate accident, Blitz was beginning to think Striker had something to do with it. Striker bared his teeth, but didn’t attack immediately.
He was savoring the moment, basking in the anticipation. Blitz had defeated him one too many times and he would not stand for this humiliation. This was going to be the end of this stupid fucking feeling of incompetence. Or was it? Until the fight started he was both winner and loser. And he needed to be only a winner. He pulled out his guns, and in an instant Blitz was mirroring the movement.
“You again?” Blitz laughed at the cowboy. “You’re wasting your time, we both know how this ends.” “You don’t know shit,” Striker taunted, lassoing the imp and pulling him closer. Blitz raised an eyebrow. “What, you’re gonna tell me I got it wrong and you’re actually here to make out with me?” Striker growled as Blitz wriggled free of the rope, but before Blitz managed to go anywhere, Striker dipped the point of his tail in some powdery substance and stuck that point up Blitz’s nose.
A split second of confusion flashed across Blitz’s face, quickly replaced with a smug smile. “Ooh, not a commonly chosen hole, I gotta give you points for creativity! But really, if you wanted inside my holes so bad, you coulda just asked!” “You won’t be laughing for much longer. I reckon that stuff should kick in about 3…” Blitz gripped his gun and looked around, no obvious signs of danger. “2…” He did a mental scan of his body, no obvious signs of poison. “1.” “Heh’tsschew!”
Striker smiled, and Blitz rolled his eyes. “Look, I love a good release as much as the next guy, but I’ve got places to be, so let’s wrap this up.” He pulled out his gun and aimed at Striker, but before he could pull the trigger his focus was thrown off. “Hit’schhhue!” The shot went wide, and frustration flashed across his face. Striker chuckled. “Now you’re getting it.” “If by it, you mean fucked in a new hole, then yeah! You know, they say a sneeze is 1/8 of an orgasm. Wanna find out?” He winked. Striker sighed. “Seriously? You’re gonna make this one a sex thing too?” Blitz laughed. “Come on, you should know by now,” he said, aiming his gun again. “I always make it a se… eh… eh’TSCHEW! I always make it a sex thing.” Another missed shot, but this time Blitz didn’t let his smile slip. “I’m 3/8ths of the way there! Aren’t you getting excited?”
“Just shut up and let me capture you already, bootlicker!” “Oh, you wanna add some more kinks in there huh? I hope you know that costs eh… eh… eh… extra,” he said, holding off long enough to actually hit Striker this time. It was only his non-dominant arm, which didn’t seem to deter him much. But still, that was at least closer to target. Wait a minute, what was that about capture?
Blitz felt the lasso pulling him closer again. He was about to try wriggling out when he suddenly had a better idea. “HEH’TSCHIEEEW!” Striker recoiled in disgust as Blitz drenched his face, providing Blitz the opportunity to escape. “What the fuck?” “What, don’t wanna get a little wet? I thought that was the point?” Blitz said, flashing a grin as he leaped away.
His escape was short-lived, however, as he soon found himself frozen in the throes of another sneeze. “Heh’heh’hetschue! Itschh! Hah’tschew! Hit’SHEW!” That was enough time for Striker to tie him up and drop his gun to the ground, so Blitz resorted to his usual methods. “Ohhhhhhhh! Oh God that feels so good! I guess it really is true!” Blitz writhed and moaned underneath the rope.
And honestly? It did kind of feel good. Not the sneezing, necessarily, though he didn’t hate it. But the thrill of the fight. One doesn’t get into the business of assassination without some appreciation for the adrenaline rush. And his opponent had given him a new toy to play with—a challenge. It seemed like a detriment right now, but was there a way he could use it to his advantage? This would be fun.
“I don’t think you’ve had enough,” Striker said, dipping his tail once again. Blitz did a spit take that had far too much actual spit (and snot) for Striker’s liking. Striker shook himself like a wet dog and poked the powder-coated tail into Blitz’s other nostril. Blitz gasped. “Deeper!” Striker pulled out with a glare. “Shut yer trap,” he drawled. “Make me,” Blitz replied, sticking out his tongue. “I already did,” Striker said, his arms crossed. “Heh’tschh! Heh’itschuu! Hah’TSCHIEEEW!” “Kind of hard to talk when you need your breath for something else,” Striker retorted, smirking.
“Ok, are you sure you’re not trying to flirt with me?” Blitz asked. “Cause you seem pretty determined to insert some innue… eh… eh’tschieu! Innuendo.” Striker sighed. “Flirt with you? I’d rather fuck a cactus.” “Ooh, you like it rough, huh?” Blitz was contorting himself in all sorts of positions, trying to find an angle that would let him get at the knife in his boot.
Striker rolled his eyes, which meant his focus was diverted just long enough for Blitz to get that knife out… except it wasn’t there. Fuck! When did he lose his knife? Had Striker somehow taken it when he was distracted? Was Blitz really losing his edge that badly? Ugh, he should have listened to Moxxie’s pitch for the kind of knife that was built into the boot instead of just a pocket. And with that reverie, Blitz had lost his opening. Striker began pummeling him.
One hit for every time Blitz had hurt him. One hit for every time Blitz had wounded his body, or his pride, or… just a lot of hits, okay? And some kicks too while he was at it. He wanted this man bruised and bloody, but just conscious enough to remember how he’d lost. To remember who really was superior. Those rich assholes and the ones who supported them needed to remember their fucking place. Blitz wasn’t worth the dirt he walked on.
Blitz groaned, his mood as dark as the new bruises that were forming. He was going to need a new escape route. As he took in Striker’s ferocious grin, he remembered that sharp teeth could be quite good at cutting things. After a few chomps on the (disturbingly mucus-covered) rope, he realized this wasn’t going to get him out any time soon. Especially given that he had to keep pausing to sneeze. No, he would have to be smarter about this.
“Hey, cowboy! You haven’t seen my knife, have you?” “Oh, you mean this knife?” Striker waved his tail, brandishing the knife with a smirk. “Yeah I’ve seen it alright.” “Thanks!” Blitz replied cheerily, slipping out of his now cut ropes. “What the hell?” “You must be in love with yourself, cause you sure are blind!” Blitz chuckled. He knew he could count on Striker’s ego to overlook the obvious consequences of holding a knife close enough for Blitz to press the rope against it.
No, this wasn’t happening. He was Striker, goddammit! Fearsome assassin and skilled cowboy and whatever other shit that annoying little band liked to sing about him. He didn’t make mistakes. And he wasn’t going to lose! Certainly not to a pathetic little pissbaby like Blitz.
Blitz reached for the knife, but Striker had already backed out of arm’s reach, continuing to put distance between them as he resumed shooting. Blitz picked up his gun in return. The same gun that was trembling with every hitching breath. Fuck. How the hell was he supposed to aim like this? He ducked down for another sneeze, which worked out rather conveniently as another shot from Striker sped through the air where his head had just been.
On second thought, maybe Blitz didn’t need to aim at all - he didn’t need all the shots to hit, just one of them. He tried shooting more rapidly this time. The bullets were coming close, but not close enough. And he still had to keep leaping out of the way and hoping his nose didn’t betray him and give his opponent an opening. That exact betrayal happened a moment later, keeping him frozen for just long enough for a bullet to graze Blitz’s shoulder before he was moving again. Another shot from Blitz missed, but this time it gave him an idea. The shot went just over the top of a crate, one of many in the room.
“If you were half as good at shooting as you were at sucking blue-blood dick, you’d be out of here by now!” Striker sneered. “Pathetic.” “Says the man who had to level the playing field by fu… uh’tschh! Fucking me in the nose,” Blitz retorted, sniffling. This stuff was really strong. “Also, did you just compliment my blowjob skills? Are you sure you’re not hitting on me?” Blitz asked, clambering up the shelves. Striker hissed and continued shooting, but Blitz had squeezed himself in behind a box that proved to be surprisingly bulletproof.
How were Millie and Moxxie getting on? Blitz wondered as he took shelter. He thought back to earlier in the day when he’d told them he was going to pick up the shipment. They’d offered to come with him, but Blitz had insisted it was his job alone as the boss. “Just… stay home and fuck or something,” he’d said. Millie gave Moxxie a look, and Moxxie melted, nodding silently. Blitz hoped they were having fun without him. He’d find a way out of this eventually. He didn’t need anybody else.
Striker grabbed the box with his lasso and pulled, but it was heavier than he’d anticipated and it didn’t quite fall. Taking advantage of this momentary lapse in judgement (and Blitz’s momentary lapse in symptoms), Blitz executed his carefully planned shot. The box may have been invulnerable to penetration, but it was still affected by the momentum of a shot at point-blank range. The box hurtled through the air with alarming speed. Striker was so shocked by the absolute absurdity of it that his reaction was just a hair too slow. He jumped back and narrowly avoided being bludgeoned, but his guns weren’t so lucky.
Blitz chuckled. “I was hoping to crush your body,” he said, leaping down to meet his opponent again, “but crushing your spirit’s not bad, either.” Striker scanned the warehouse. There had to be more guns nearby, if he could just get to a crate…
Sweet victory, with everything I do. With each step he repeated the mantra in his head, trying to make it stick. He was a winner, nothing else. He would succeed. He was almost to a crate and by god, he was going to get those fucking guns.
Just as he took his last step to the crate, Striker felt the slam of Blitz shoving him into the shelving units. The knife dropped out of his tail from the force of the impact and slid across the floor. It seemed grabbing another weapon wasn’t exactly a viable option right now. No, that would have been too easy. But a little challenge would make the victory sweeter, he liked it hard. “I’m sure you do,” Blitz replied. Wait, had he said that last bit out loud?
Any revulsion or embarrassment Striker might have felt was pushed aside by the overwhelming sensation of Blitz pressed against him, wrists clenching with each hitching breath. Striker prepared his head to dodge, in case Blitz tried the same trick again - the cowboy was definitely not looking for a repeat spray.
What he hadn’t expected was for Blitz’s head to pitch so far forward that his horns dug right into Striker’s chest. As he felt his blood mix with mucus, he was seriously beginning to regret his life choices. He cursed his weakness as the disgust kept him paralyzed long enough for Blitz to rake his claws over his arms.
After a long and slimy struggle, Striker finally managed to tear free. Tear was definitely the operative word. Those gashing wounds were nothing to sneeze at (not like that would stop his opponent, though). Much as he wanted to lunge into a counterattack, he needed a moment to lick his wounds. No, not lick - he shuddered at the thought of how that would taste. But he needed to stop the bleeding somehow.
His expression soured even further when he realized what he had to do. He needed to stop the bleeding, and there were limited options available. He flung off his jacket. Blitz gave a long whistle that was cut off abruptly by a vigorous series of sneezes. As the imp tried to clear the irritant from his system, Striker removed his shirt and wrapped it around the wound in his chest. That still left his bleeding arms, though.
“Taking a break, huh?” Blitz taunted. “I knew you wanted to fuck me!” Striker growled, partially in response and partially in dread of what he was about to do. He dropped his pants, and Blitz’s eyebrows rose so high it looked as though they would launch above his head. Was he actually…?
Striker split the pants and wrapped one leg around each arm. Walking out of here at the end of this was going to be awkward. But he had more important things to focus on right now. He ripped open the nearest box in search of a gun, but it was only bullets. And there was no telling how long the powder would last—in his tests it seemed to vary quite a bit from person to person. He’d need to act quickly.
Blitz made a run for his knife, but Striker had gotten a head start. The cowboy pinned him to the floor. That same cowboy who was half naked. “So, did you bring lube or what? Hit’schhew! Never mind, I’ve got enough for both of—” Blitz’s remark was interrupted as Striker’s teeth dug through his neck. He avoided the throat, though. As much as he’d love to kill that bastard, Striker reminded himself that Blitz was of far more use to him alive. And besides, wasn’t the real goal to make his enemy suffer? He would say he was trying to humiliate his opponent, but that was rather hard to do with someone as shameless as Blitz. Still, seeing him helplessly sneeze over and over again did give him a certain sadistic satisfaction.
Striker forced himself to remember that as helpless as Blitz might appear, he was still a skilled opponent. He felt the imp’s body threatening to break free and knew he needed to raise the stakes. Striker stopped playing with his prey and moved the knife to hover over Blitz’s neck. His claws were nearby, ready to stop any attempts at an escape.
Blitz froze, trying to quell the hitching breaths. If his head pitched forward with a sneeze, he would be done for. Surely Striker had realized that, which made this threat an even higher risk. Was Striker genuinely prepared to kill him for this? Something about it just wasn’t sitting right with Blitz. Of course the cowboy had good reason to hate him, but would he really gain more from Blitz’s death than any other outcome? And if not, then why would he take the risk? “Ooh, that’s some nice edge play we’re getting into now! Real kinky today, aren’t we?” He fluttered his eyelashes seductively, but his body took the cue and his breath caught as the tickle he’d been holding back returned with a vengeance. Not yet, please! He just needed to hold out a little longer until Striker got bored or otherwise decided to change tactics.
Striker kept unwavering eye contact with his enemy. Fuck the plan. Fuck the bargaining chip. He wanted this man gone. It would be so easy. He was clearly powerless to escape in his current state. So then why hadn’t he slit Blitz’s throat yet? Why did the very idea feel so hollow? He would be happy to wipe Blitz from existence. But something was missing. Ah, right, the suffering. Death just wasn’t humiliating enough. And the possibilities for capturing Blitz were quite attractive: he could think of at least one person who’d gladly put himself in harm’s way to get his little “Blitzy” back. So, it was settled then.
Just as Striker had made up his mind to let Blitz live, Blitz’s neck got distressingly close to the blade. He could hold back the sneeze no longer, but the result surprised both of them. Instead of a knife coated in blood, Striker was instead holding a knife coated in mucus. Blitz must have taken the time during the buildup to figure out how to aim even with this strange angle. Striker somehow resisted the urge to drop the knife in disgust, but it didn’t matter. The knife was so slippery as to be impossible to control. Blitz leapt up and bit Striker hard in the shoulder. Striker shuddered from the unholy mix as Blitz sneezed directly into the wound. “I hope you get something real nasty, you piece of shit!”
This was not the plan. Goddammit! This was not how this was supposed to go. Blitz should be fully incapacitated by now, or at the very least writhing in agony. Instead, he was making a mockery of Striker. Even in what should have been his most helpless moment, he was continuing to fight back, finding new ways to inflict pain and humiliation.
This was not the plan. Christ on a fucking stick! This was not how he’d wanted his day to go. Blitz should be back at IMP headquarters by now, getting ready to blow humans’ heads off, or at the very least putting the merchandise away. Instead, his nose was making a fool out of him. He wasn’t quite helpless just yet, but his stamina was waning. There was no way he could win a war of attrition in this state, and yet he was grasping at straws to land a decisive blow.
Striker responded with a bite to Blitz’s hand, a decision that filled his mouth with snot and his mind with regret. He spat it out and hissed. “Ooh, somebody’s enjoying the bodily fluids! I got another one I can add to the mix for ya,” Blitz said with a wink as Striker raised his fists. He tried not to dwell on how the effort of smiling was actively draining. Instead he looked for an irritated reaction from Striker, taking that as his opening to flee.
As Blitz raced to the door, his mind replayed the fight. Why the fuck had he been so stubborn? Sure he could hold his own in a typical fight but this wasn’t a typical fight. As much as he’d love to wipe Striker’s smug smile off of his face and take him permanently out of commission, he needed to remember his primary objective: getting the fuck out of here. After all, what good was getting revenge on the one who hurt his friends if Blitz couldn't be there with his friends? So he kept running and running and running… god, this warehouse was huge! He hadn’t even made it out of the room and he felt like his lungs were going to give out. Sure, he was athletic for work, but it’s a bit different when your lungs are constantly focused on taking gasping breaths and forcefully expelling over and over and over again. Eventually, he had to catch his breath.
In the relative silence of his labored breath, his dulled senses picked up on a persistent beeping. He thought back to Crimson’s warehouse with Fizz and his breaths became shallow as panic set in. The realization came too late, for the forklift had already made contact with a shelf. As everything came crashing down, Blitz had one last thought: this sneezing was really fucking annoying.
#snezbin hotel#no beta we die like my dignity#this took forever but i'm happy with it so hopefully you guys like it#but like also if you have constructive feedback i am open to it cause if i write more of this i want to do even better lol
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when i first shifted to my fantasy dr (part 1)
i shifted to this dr in the past and i made a google doc about it because i wanted to send it to my friends but now that i have this account i can share the experience with y’all too :)
i recently shifted there again and wanted to share that too but i thought it would be better to post this one first as it explains more about my dr.
i’ll just copy and paste the document but it says that it’s too long so i have to split it into two posts.
so here we go.
OKAY SO I don't know where to start because I'm still freaking out okay. first of all, to shift, I simply set the intention to wake up in that specific reality (which I called “fantasy reality” because I didn't know what other name to give it) and went to sleep without doing anything else except visualising some parts of my dr house. the next morning i felt something on my face like someone was holding my face in their hands which scared me because i went to sleep alone and usually no one wakes me up but then i remembered it could be mom since we had something to do that morning. only that it wasn’t mom- opening my eyes I was hella shocked, I can't even explain what I felt after seeing that I had neteyam in front of me (yes, I added him to the script of this reality too), after all these months of pure agony (and I'm not kidding) I was finally in front of him and him in front of me. i immediately tried not to act weird but it was super hard so after he asked me if i was sick i told him i had a very weird nightmare and i still had to recover. the fact is that in this reality where I shifted he is not a blue alien but a "human" version (not so much human because he's an elf) and god, he was beautiful, the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my life. at that point he seemed kind of worried about me because i was staring at him the whole time in silence trying to realize what had just happened so to avoid freaking him out more i told him i was so tired again and fuck, he laughed and then he fucking kissed me. to say that I exploded at that moment is an understatement, but let's overlook it. we got out of bed and started getting ready because, from what I understand, we had decided the night before that that morning we would go to my best friend's café (her name is auri and she is a fairy) and it was initially strange to realize that I had wings on my back (they are not so big anyway, that's why I didn't even feel them at first) and I immediately wondered how the fuck do I put a shirt on 🧍🏼but in the end I wore something all shredded. auri (one of my best friends) was so energetic, she never stopped talking but it didn't bother me. then my other friends yuri and will joined us (it’s will byers lol, i added him to the script after watching stranger things this summer). and will is a faun here 😭 he is truly a love, the sweetest and kindest person i know. I'm writing too much maybe I should cut it a bit, i’ll try to summarize from now. in the afternoon comes my favorite part: my work. in this reality I am half fairy half witch, which is a rare gene there (i scripted so because i wanted to be main character), in fact I am almost the only witch in the village apart from my mother and grandmother. so I went home to prepare a potion that someone had asked me for, they had to spray it on the garden that would make the crops grow well. meanwhile, while I was working on my table/altar, neteyam was working on a wonderful painting (that’s his job) which represented the image of the ocean at sunset with a ship in the centre. it was incredible, he was so talented. after i finished the potion i had another customer that day who ordered me a tarot reading so i went to her house (customers often come to my house but it is more usual for me to go to them). she was a young fairy and lived with her mother. as soon as I arrived they were both very kind and asked me if I wanted something to eat or drink before the reading, I said maybe later but they insisted so they made me sit down and gave me a slice of lemon cake (y’all it was so good) and some tea made by them.
(go to my next post for part 2 cause i can’t fit the entire text here for some reason)
#shifting realities#reality shifting#shifting#desired reality#success story#shifted#shifting stories
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soft giyuu - headcanon
character: Giyu Tomioka
reader: fem!reader
A/n: Hello hello readers! As said before, I decided to write Giyu this time :) Please note this is purely my thoughts on Giyu, you may or may not agree, but that's okay! The next post will most likely be next week on Friday.
Purely fluff and soft! kinda
warning: mention of periods. pads. curse words. in case u aren't comfy reading as such :3
Giyu. Oh, Giyu. Just imagine Giyu being so gentle with you. He's a gentleman fr. he knows how to treat you right. memorized all your favorite places. Giyu, who'll wake you up with kisses on your head, his arms wrapped tightly around you just to stay longer in bed with him. He adores everything about you, your features, your personality, and you as a person. Despite his cold appearance, he isn't the loudest at love but it's just perfect. Acts of service is def his love language. He knows you so well. He doesn't have to overlook to know something is wrong, he immediately knows. frankly, its almost scary. but he just wants to make sure you're alright. he tends to do the smallest things that makes your heart do flips. he likes to keep all the things you give, whether that be A ROCK. a bracelet? hes wearing it. a hair tie? hes using it. a note? hes keeping it. he doesn't know why, or how he's gotten so attached to you. There's something about you he can't get enough of. It's probably the way you treat him, like a normal human being. Not everyone can be so kind to Tomioka. You're just one of the few he can actually be himself. He's a listener than a talker. You guys can sit and talk for hours and he would honestly want more time to talk with you. He can never get tired of you. Giyu loves when you rest your head on his shoulders. He'll take your hand in his, holding it as he listens to your voice. All the stories you'll tell him. He doesn't open up as you thought, but he can still give you advice or even tell his own stories. He's your best friend, boyfriend, husband, Giyu is the whole package tbh.
definitely sees you as his future wife.
he wants to see you in a white dress, walking down the aisle as he promises to himself to protect you.
he wants a family with you, only just one tho lol.
one mini you or him, he doesn't mind.
tho if he really had to choose, he'd want a baby girl.
loves to stay up at night to have convos with you.
not much of a public affection type, but he'll hold your hand or wrap an arm around you.
he loves hugs from the waist.
trapping you in his arms is his playful side
he doesn't show his playful as much- but he's a tease.
his texts are quite boring and blunt.
"Ok love."
"When are you coming?"
"I got what you asked for. :)"
his msgs are obvi always capitalized and he'll use punctuation
yes i see giyu messaging like that, do you not?
Y/n and Giyu Conversations through text.
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y/n: hey baby, are we still going to kyojuros party? Giyu: Yes. y/n: alright. can you pick up pads for me at the store? *read 1:36pm* ... y/n: baby? Giyu: Yes, sorry. I'll get you pads. y/n: great :D see you soon!
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Giyu set his phone down his desk. He only needed 20-ish more minutes before he can clock out. He didn't respond to your message for a good 2 minutes because, what are pads? He looked around his surroundings, making sure no one was looking. With so, he went onto google to search 'pads.' He'll admit, you occasionally bring up being on your period every month but he didn't want to question the whole process so he left it at that. But now he had to go buy some.. pads? Oh his cheeks were clearly a light shade of pink, embarrassed he even had to search up such a thing. Nonetheless, he knew if he did this once it wouldn't be such nerve-racking. He'll know the next time.
"Oh Tomioka, DO NOT get those." a voice behind his ear scoffed, Giyu turned to see a smirk forming on his lips.
"What?" He questioned the other, "I said don't get those. The ones you're looking at are far too big. Look, it says overnight." Giyu turned his back at his phone and realized, 'fuck.'
"Well.. I don't know what size she is.."
A loud laugh left the other boy lips. "SIZE? You're joking Tomio. C'mon you been with y/n for how long and you still haven't bought her pads?" Giyus head shook, he quickly realized that this is something he should know. After all, he listens to you complain how uncomfortable it is sometimes. "No Sanemi. I have not. Care to help since you know so much?"
Sanemi shook his head with a wide grin at the foolish boy. "Nope. I would love to see you get this wrong."
Giyu rolled his eyes and turned the opposite side to continue scrolling, he just sighed. He only needed 10 more minutes and he can just make a quick stop at the store to buy you what you asked.
His shift was over, it was time. Time to buy pads.
Y/n: Hey baby, can you get the overnight ones too if you can? Giyu: Of course. See you soon.
He shoved his phone in his pocket, tugging at his tie in nervousness. He was infront of what seem to endless counts of pads. He read each one he can carefully. Soon enough, he found a pack he recalled he might've seen once at home. It was risky but he grabbed it. Along with the one he saw online, the overnight ones. 'It'll do.'
Giyu: On my way love. Y/n: I made dinner before we leave for tonight's party. :))
Giyu thumbs up the message and drove off back home. To you, where he can sigh in relief he managed to buy you pads. In hopes he didn't fuck up. Through the whole car ride, he swore he'd listen to you explain what the fuck pads, a period, everything! he cursed under his breath as he thought of what Sanemi told him earlier, "That damn asshole."
he comes home with a bag, placing it on the table and calling out your name.
you knew what you did. purposely sent him out to buy pads knowing he knew NOTHING of it.
while he was worried, you were clearly in excitement to see what he bought.
To your surprise- he bought both of what you use.
You hug and thank him, that was all he need to sigh a relief.
He managed to do it all himself without the help of his annoying coworker.
He plants a kiss on your head and whispers, "lets go get ready love."
With that, you both arrived at Kyojuros party. :)
divider: cafekitsune.
Thank you for reading my story! I thought this was such a silly idea and decided to write it lol
#giyuu tomioka#demon slayer#kny giyuu#giyu#giyuu x y/n#demon slayer giyuu#writing#headcanon#blog#kny#kny fanfic#kimetsu no yaiba#hashira#kny x reader#writers on tumblr#new beginnings#i hope you all enjoy!#this was too funny#demon slayer got me wrapped around its finger istg
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Let me help
tags: phantom x gn!reader, hurt/comfort kind of, maybe angst? idk wanted to write something short but it got a bit longer so anyway yea :D at first a I had no clue of what Quintessence ghouls were so I googled something and I hope I got the powers right, if not, then that's on me my bad lol
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He was in so much pain. The burning had begun so suddenly, and it wasn't stopping. Why was this happening?
"PHANTOM!" He could hear some distant yelling- who was that? The voice seemed so familiar, but strange in so many ways. The burning sensation was spreading all over him and his fingertips started to tingle. It was starting to consume him, to swallow him whole until- he was pulled down abruptly, falling on to the hard and cold stone floor.
"PHANTOM, oh god, oh nononono this isn't good this is so not good- why didn't anybody prepare me for this what is going on-" Phantom, he remembered his name suddenly, groaned in pain and rolled to his side to look at you, his angel, panicking beside him. He squinted, and studied your beautiful face for a moment.
"Now hold on a minute, what just happened? I only remember trying to walk to the gardens." You smiled at him tearily, and cupped his cheek. "I thought you were gonna rip yourself in half, you idiot." You sniffled, getting him up.
"Maybe next time don't try teleporting in such a weak state, you dummy."
Phantom looked confused for a second- oh yeah, he had barely slept 3 hours last night after coming home from the tour, and yes, he did try to teleport to the gardens where he said he would meet you.
"Ah, well, yeah, that coul be the reason for it," He winced in pain, now suddenly feeling the burns over his body. You frowned, and started to walk back to your rooms, holding him upright.
"You do actually know the consequense if you exhaust yourself and go around using your powers? It's not gonna be pretty, I've heard some stories of what happened to the other ghouls after exhausting themselves and trying to use their powers." You opened the door to your room, leading Phantom in to sit on your bed. He groaned in pain when he sat down, the pain only just now fully getting to him.
"I'm sorry doll, I just wanted to see you and I thought hey, why not teleport because I hadn't just seen you in what, 3 months-" Phantom started to ramble, but you shushed him while gently smiling. You cupped his cheek, and he sighed, leaning into your touch. You leaned down, and kissed his forehead, then his cheeks before looking at his eyes.
"I missed you too. But you just need to be a little more careful, okay? I don't want you to rip yourself in half, just because you're excited to see me, darling." Phantom smiled a bit sheepishly at that, and brought your face closer to kiss you gently. "I promise I won't try to teleport again when I'm so exhausted."
"Great! Now, off with the shirt pretty boy, gotta treat those burns." He laughed, and removed his shirt. You got some ointment, and gently started applying it. Phantom shivered at the contact, and you grinned. "Cold?"
He laughed, and replied. "A little." You hummed, and applied the ointment to the worst burns. Not that you needed to do a lot actually, Phantom usually healed pretty quickly even without help, but the worst burns would leave a scar if not treated.
After you had finished, you offered him a glass of water, which he gladly drank. He flopped back down on the bed, and you laid down beside him. Both of you were quiet, just listening to each other breathe. Phantom looked to be deep in though, and when you were about to ask what's up, he opened his mouth.
"Do you ever feel like you've just not found your place?" You propped yourself on your elbows to look at him.
"Well, not really no. Why?" He sighed, and kept looking at the ceiling.
"I just feel sometimes like I'm just wandering around, trying to find a place where I truly belong. Since my summoning I've tried so hard to fit in, and yeah, I have, but, I don't know why this feeling still follows me everywhere." Phantom turned to look at you, with an unsure expression on his face. You studied his face for a moment, before replying.
"You do know that what you're feeling is super okay?" He smiled and replied: "Yeah I know, it's just a bit weird sometimes since I'm relatively new around here." You took his hand, and rubbed it comfortingly.
"Yeah, but you know, I was at first very out of place here. I felt like I was just floating through everything, and not really finding a place or people that would help me be, yknow, me?" Phantom nodded, listening.
"At first, it was awful, since I'm not good with new people or with a new, weird situation. But after settling down, I started to find things that made the whole process more fun, like you and all the other ghouls.
So what I'm trying to say here, it can be tough to find your own place in the world, and the road there can be rocky and difficult, but you will find it. I'll be there to help you find your way." Phantom smiled at that, and gently brushed a hair out of your face.
"Thank you, angel." He whispered, before gently pressing his lips to yours.
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here it iis, I'm back and alive muahahaha writer's block - 0, saruman the silly - 1
wanted to write something a little comforting, and finished this on my phone lol so sorry for any mistakes, I'll check them later
anyway love you all and thanks for reading <3
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[NSB HEADCANONS] - carving pumpkins with ryan
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pov: it's almost halloween and ryan bought two pumpkins for you and him to carve together and do the best looking pumpkins ever :)
warnings: some swears here and there
type: fluff
member: ryan nguyen (azngami)
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so.. ryan was bored on a sunday afternoon
he was scrolling through his phone to cure his boredoom and saw an instagram post saying "buy pumpkins for halloween" (sorry i didn't had much inspiration for the add caption 💀😭)
ryan smiled and decided to go to the closest supermarket and brought two medium pumpkins for you and him
(More under the cut!)
he's just really creative
while you were doing your own things, ryan came into your room and smiled proudly of his projects that he wanted to do with you
"want to carve pumpkins with me?"
ofc, you said yes <3
and it immediately made him super happy
nguyen would have decorated the apartment with halloween decorations (i know ryan do not own an appartment since he's moving houses to houses with the boys, but let's say he have one with you lol) and spooky stuff around the differents room
i know ryan is a SIMP for christmas, but i also know he kinda like halloween (but not like he do for xmas haha)
ANYWAYS-
he would have put tablecloths or paper journals that you guys don't really use or read on your table to avoid a mess
this man brought even the little knife to do it perfectly
like.. this boy wanted to do this activity with you so bad
"i bet my pumpkins can be cuter than yours"
"lol, you wish"
"ooh y/n have some talk back? mmh i love it"
he smiled while saying that
"if you really think your chances to do an aesthetic and beautiful pumpkins are much higher than mine, then let's do a contest on our ig stories so the stars can vote. the loser have to do the dishes for the rest of the week and have to buy the other, snacks and drinks they want"
ryan love so much the stars
so you would agree to that challenge
and ofc, it would make him super happy
"alright, bet. we have 30 minutes to take all the inside out and we'll have 45 minutes to carve it. i'll put the timer"
"that's a serious challenge.."
"well yeah! if i have to carve pumpkins against my girlfriend, i better take it seriously. i would love to see you doing all the dishes and making me food" he said while laughing
he would definitively (try to) put pumpkin flesh on your face and on your nose
"sorry, it was too tempting"
he would laugh so much and take a lot of pictures
he love taking pictures with you
he love being loved by you <3
he would try his best to make you loose
"oh shit, yours is looking pretty sick.. mind if i add my little spice to it?"
"mind your little spice for later, i don't want to lose!"
"it'll make you win! you know how creative i am, right?"
"right.."
he would def carve something he found on pinterest or in google
' easy and funky carving pumpkins ideas '
" damn, these aren't easy! fuck that shit "
" i thought you were creative.."
"hey you, you know what, shut up, y/n!! mind your pumpkin!" he would say obvs laughing to make you know he's kidding
after that curving, he would be super proud of his pumpkin, but then... he would look at yours and be a bit jealous (just a little bit)
"woah.. y/n, you're really talented! it look fucking good and sick!! i love it!"
he tried his best
like literally
he wanted to win so so bad, but he know how great as an artist you are.. like, you could do whatever you want and it would still look sick and awesome
though, he would still be proud of his, he knew he wouldn't be able to win with your masterpiece
he would post a picture of both of your pumpkin and would add an instagram sticker with the choices (a poll lol) and would pray to win
he love seeing you winning because he can see you smile and can see how excited you are, but he still love winning times to times
after 30 minutes, he would check the results and see how he lost-
listen, he always thought you were a born artist, but he didn't know that his pumpkin was THAT bad looking?
ryan's pumpkin would probably look sick and super good, but you know.. the stars have choosen >:)
he was a bit sad, but at the same time, not really, because your smile when he told you, you won, was so worth it like?? his heart was filled with joy and happiness and excitment? ARGH THIS BOY LOVE YOUR SMILE SO MUCH
"i told you baby that i'll win"
he smirked
"yeah, yeah.. i guess, you're the real artist between us"
"don't say that, ry'! maybe you weren't born an artist but you're still good at dancing, at singing, at videos games.. ok, maybe not at smash, but still.."
"thank you baby.. HEY DID YOU SAY I WAS BAD AT SMASH?!"
"maybe, i did"
"alright, bet, you'll regret that, i'll beat your ass like i do every time when we play. you're going to be beat very easily"
then it turned into a videos games contest and let's say that even if you were trying your hardest, you lost.. sorry, not sorry
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