#and now all of a sudden she's yelling at me and blaming me for shit

[lone-is-papyrus]

I'm going to lose my mind. My roomie started drama and then got pissed at me for the drama she started?!? I just?!? I'm fucking exhausted

[ghostfacd]

KISS AND MAKE UP ; CORIOLANUS SNOW

summary: when coriolanus and you argue over the sudden closeness between him and lucy gray, all hell breaks loose. but he’s reminded that in the end, it’s you who he chooses, and it’s you that will stay.

warnings: reader and coryo have a toxic relationship (are we surprised?), mentions of cheating (no actual cheating involved), fighting and yelling, some ooc!coryo, descriptions may be inaccurate ‘cause i read the book like 2 years ago 😭

“I hate you!” You scream, thrashing in Coriolanus’s threshold. “Let go! Let go!”

“Oh stop making a scene, will you?” He growls out, not appreciating your lack of awareness of the eyes that were currently watching. “She’s fine, she’s fine.” He reassures the staring orbs of eyes, “stop it now, Y/N.”

His tone makes you shiver, and you stop trying to kick yourself out of his grip. He smiles contently at this, finally letting you go, but not before shoving his hands into yours. “See, wasn’t that easy?”

“Oh fuck you.” You say, but both you and Coriolanus know that you’ll be back at square one by tonight, kissing and telling him that you love him.

“Thought I'd have to drag you away and shut you up." He mutters, clearly unimpressed with the way you acted earlier. “Maybe get your shit together, L/N.”

“I would if you’d just act like a decent boyfriend for once!” You say, throwing your arms out in the air. “You know what? I don’t care; I don’t care what you do—go get close to your tribute! Go fuck up our relationship for all I care!”

You yank your arm away from his, stomping inside of the Academy with a scowl plastered on your face. Sejanus is only a few steps behind the two of you, and was going to open his mouth to say something when Coriolanus places his index finger in front of him.

“Don’t.” The boy says. “She’s just being dramatic.” He fixes his uniform, a lavish shade of red, as it was crinkled from the way you had tried to escape his hold earlier.

The next time he sees Lucy Gray, he thinks of your little upset pout and face, your yelling ringing in his ear.

Go fuck up our relationship for all I care!

“Are you alright?” Lucy Gray was cautious around Coriolanus, he was unpredictable, and scarily cunning. She had no idea what was even one of the million thoughts that ran through his mind

“I’m.. fine.” Coriolanus says, giving her a meek smile that almost makes her feel sick. Although she had to admit he was fairly handsome and she had somewhat fell for his charm and face, he still scared her regardless.

“Coryo.” Your voice makes Lucy Gray and Coriolanus both look up. You look like a looming dark figure compared to her, towering over. “We should talk later.”

And Lucy Gray watches as Coriolanus’s once emotionless face turns into a sly grin. He nods, not saying much, which was something Lucy Gray had came to learned these past few days after he had first met and given her a rose.

“Snow always falls on top.” Coriolanus whispers underneath his breath, and Lucy Gray doesn’t question it, only continuing what they had been doing earlier.

When the two of you were walking out of the Academy, you placed your hand in Coriolanus’s. It had gotten colder than it had in the morning, and you were freezing under your uniform.

He carefully caresses your hand, looking up to watch as snow slowly fell from the sky.

“So, you’re gonna tell me what you wanted to earlier?” He asks, still looking at the sky.

“I’m sorry Coryo,” you reply meekly, feeling small under his frame. “For causing a scene earlier. I was upset.”

“Upset at me getting close to Lucy Gray?” He questions, now finally glancing down at you.

“Yes! But you can’t blame me Coryo, you don’t see me getting close with my tribute.”

Coriolanus rolls his eyes, the blue orbs bore into yours. “What did I tell you? I would never cheat on you, silly girl. I’m not a monster.”

If only he knew.

You look down, embarrassed that you two were even having this conversation in the first place.

“I know you wouldn’t, which is why I’m apologizing in the first place.”

The two of you stop abruptly, your eyes reaching his despite the obvious height difference.

“I love you, okay?” Coriolanus breathes out, you can even see his breath, the temperature dropping even lower than it was before.

And although you don’t know the extent to which exactly the words coming out of his mouth are even true, you still go on your tippy toes, shivering as you give your boyfriend a kiss on the lips.

“There’s my smiling girl,” he says as he watches your eyes twinkle. “Now let’s go, I have some ideas of ways to warm you up.”

That night, snow truly, did fall on top.

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

For the first time since they saved the world, since Steve carried Eddie out of hell, and their bat bites had healed, Eddie was finally hanging out with Steve without impending doom hanging over their heads. Robin was also there as she didn't want to miss Steve cooking, and Eddie didn't blame her.

"Holy fucking shit!" Eddie yelled, slamming down his fork. "Fucking marry me."

Steve blinked at him, blushing, and his mouth fell open. He quickly closed it and smiled.

"Okay!"

"Oh! I'll go get the book!" Robin exclaimed, clapping her hands as she ran off.

"Book?" Eddie asked. "What? What's going on?"

Robin soon came back with a large white binder with a lock on it. She slammed it on the table and pulled out a key from under her shirt, unlocking it.

"This is Steve’s wedding book. As his best man, I hold the key," Robin said.

"Wait, hold on, that wasn't a real - ," Eddie started to say.

"Ooh, some of these were definitely written before me. That's definitely Baby Steve’s handwriting. . . Ooh, I can just imagine little Stevie putting a white sheet over his perfect hair," Robin said. "So, Spring, Fall, Summer, or Winter?"

"I was thinking Fall-ish," Steve said. "Near the end of August, maybe in September. Not too cold, not too hot."

Robin closed her eyes and held a pen in the air. Where did the pen come from?

"August 30th! I feel it! Perfect day!" Robin exclaimed.

"Wait, just a goddamn minute! What are you doing?!" Eddie shrieked.

"Planning your wedding to Steve, duh," Robin said, rolling her eyes. "Now, Steve, are you sure about the groom?"

"Yeah," Steve said, grinning. "He's funny, very cute, and good with kids. Yeah, I'll take him."

"You like men?!" Eddie asked.

"Duh, babe, keep up. He's already told you this," Robin said.

"Fucking when?!" Eddie asked.

"In the hospital," Steve replied.

"When I was on painkillers?!" He asked.

"You still want Dustin to be the flower girl?" Robin asked Eddie.

"Oh, shit, that actually would be hilarious- no, nope, no way! This isn't happening!" Eddie yelled.

"Did you ask Steve to marry you?" Robin asked.

"Well, yes, but - "

"Did he say yes?"

"Again, yes, however - "

"Then you're engaged. Congratulations," Robin said.

"Ooh, we have enough money in the budget for weddings 2, 5, and 8!" Steve explained, looking over her shoulder.

"When I said that Steve should marry me, I wasn't -," Eddie said.

"Can you think of a reason why you shouldn't marry Steve?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I don't even know if I like men! I like women!" Eddie shrieked, running his hands over his face.

"You said something different in the hospital," Steve said.

"You mean, when I was on painkillers?!" He asked. "You're fucking with me. You guys are fucking with me."

"Babe, you seem stressed out by all this wedding planning," Steve said, taking his hand.

"I am VERY stressed out," Eddie said.

"Just let me and Robin handle it. I have been planning my wedding since I was like five, and trust me, I have never been a fan of big weddings, so it's going to be low-key and tasteful," Steve said, squeezing his hand.

"This is illegal," Eddie said weakly and in disbelief.

"Yeah, like none of us have ever done anything illegal," Steve rolled his eyes. "A marriage is more than just a piece of paper. Besides, I don't want the government at my wedding anyway."

"Fuck, yeah, me neither," Eddie said, shaking his head. "This is crazy!"

"Look, Eddie, I know this is sudden, and I know how scary it is to deal with all of this as well as speed running through a sexuality crisis. It's been a couple of months, but there were days where I sat by your bedside, hoping you would wake up, and when you did, I realized that I wanted to wake up next to you every morning," Steve said softly, rubbing his thumb. "I want to hear every single rant, even the ones where you're being as asshole. I love you, and if you really don't want to do this, then I'll back down."

Eddie looked into Steve’s hazel eyes, swallowing thickly as he imagined being married to him and waking up with him every day. He already knew that Steve could handle how chaotic he could be, how much he loved the kids despite his loud protests, and he remembered all the talks about their asshole fathers who basically abandoned them. Eddie remembered waking up in the hospital and seeing Steve’s relieved red rimmed eyes. He knew without a doubt that Steve was a partner that he could depend on.

"Okay! I've decided that I'm just going to let this happen!" Eddie said, throwing up his hand. "But I can't be domesticated! I refuse!"

"Wouldn't have it any other way," Steve grinned.

"Also, during one of the dances, we're playing Metallica!" He yelled.

"Done!"

Steve leaned over the table and kissed Eddie, who didn't waste a second kissing him back. Yeah, he liked it, and he wasn't ever going to kiss anyone else. On some level, he had known that as soon as he had slammed Steve against the wall of that boathouse.

"Oh my God! I'm marrying Steve Harrington!"

TWO DAYS LATER. . .

Eddie was sprawled out on the couch in his brand new living room when Wayne came in, back from his fishing trip. Eddie frowned as he tried to remember what he was supposed to be doing.

"So, how'd the dinner with Steve go?" Wayne asked.

"Well, the food was so good that I asked Steve to marry me, and he said yes," Eddie said. "It's on August 30th, save the date."

"You're hilarious, son," Wayne said, rolling his eyes. "You should be a comedian."

Suddenly, Steve burst out of the kitchen, looking flustered.

"Okay, I decided to be the bigger person here. I'm going to invite my parents to the wedding," Steve said. "If they don't come, they don't come. Hopper's already agreed to walk me down the aisle. Oh, hey, Wayne. I hope you don't mind, I wanted to cook for my fiancé and my future father in law. How was the fishing trip?"

Wayne stared at him, blinking at Steve and then at Eddie. Wayne sighed, shaking his head.

"Not a goddamn bite. Waste of a trip," Wayne said.

"Damn," Steve said and looked at the kitchen. "I have to check on the food. Sorry. I want to hear more about it!"

"Smells good, son!" Wayne yelled and plopped down on the couch next to Eddie.

"You accepted that pretty quickly," Eddie said.

"You can't do better than Steve. He went to hell and back for you. He never left your side. . .he loves you, and I can't ask for a better partner for my boy. . .speaking of why aren't you in there helping your fella?" Wayne asked.

"He kicked me out," Eddie pouted.

"You almost took my head off with a skillet!" Steve exclaimed.

"I nearly took him out, and he still wants to be with me," Eddie sighed happily and tucked his head into Wayne's shoulder. "By the way, when you walk me down the aisle, you can't let me fall, you know how I am."

"I would never let you fall."

Eddie smiled. Despite everything that happened, that's still happening. . .Eddie was happy, and he was getting married to the most wonderful guy in the entire world. Suddenly, Eddie sat up.

"Oh, no," Eddie said.

"What?"

"We told Dustin and the kids, but I didn't think to tell Ronnie," Eddie gasped.

"You mean, your best friend since you were eight?" Wayne asked.

"Yeah, I am in deep - "

Suddenly, the front door slammed open, and Ronnie Ecker stood there in all her long-legged glory.

"You're getting married to Steve Harrington?!" She asked. "And I had to hear about it from a 12 year old?!"

"He's 14, actually," Eddie said casually. "How was the trip from New York?"

Eddie suddenly remembered the thing Robin had reminded him to do: don't forget to tell your platonic soulmate.

[igotanidea]

A biker and a bicycler

requested by @blooming4u : reader x Jason meeting for the first time.

AKA; what happens when it rains and someone causes a little water fountain out of the puddle.

***

“HEY! WATCH WHERE YOU GOING!!”

The sudden screeching of the motorcycle wheels on the asphalt quickly made her realize that yelling at this driver might have been a bad idea.

The driver getting off the bike and striding towards her without taking off his helmet only fueled that suspicion further.

Him standing way too close, as if waiting for her to apologize made her ….

Even angrier.

The hell was he thinking?!

Speeding on the street in the rain, not giving a shit about the cyclists?! Hello?!

Not taking a second to get his head out of his ass to maybe consider that there were puddles everywhere and fucking driving too close can fucking cause someone to get all wet?!

Oh hell no, she was not backing down from this!

“You were saying something, princess?” a muffled voice, came from behind the motorcycle helmet

“Damn right I was!” she exclaimed, pointing at her drenched jeans and bicycle. “See what you did?!”

“You sure that was me?” the guy chuckled, but due to that stupid thing on his stupid head it sounded more like Lord Vader joking around. “There are plenty other people who could have done it? How do I know you are not trying to trick me into taking responsibility?”

“Huh? What—” that little speech surely took her aback. A little though, since she quickly recovered. “Are you a lawyer now?”

“Far from it, believe me! But still, I’m going to need proof to that, princess. Otherwise, I might think you are doing shit like this on purpose, cause I caught your attention. You know, if you want to ask me out, you can just ask without all those charades.” His face was still hidden, but Y/N could swear he was smirking.

“Excuse me?!”

“Oh, I guessed right? Didn’t I?”

“Ok, let’s assume for a second that you are. That I am doing it to catch the attention of random guy-”

“Hey, no judgment, there are worse deviations.” He cut her off, raising hands up in mock surrender.

“Oh yeah, right. I am that desperate” Y/N rolled her eyes in response “but clearly you got some serious issues yourself. If we do go out, are you going to stay in that helmet? Ugly much?”

“Oh, sunshine—”

“Do not call me sunshine, idiot.”

“Feisty much?” he retorted

“You ruined my jeans.” She deadpanned.

“Poor girlie.” He mocked “who rides a bike in a rain either way?”

“I’m sorry I can’t see you having a sliding roof over your bike.”

“I got a helmet though. And you don’t. Feisty and reckless.”

“Yeah, true. You got a helmet, wonder why you’re hiding under it? Kinda rude to talk to a girl like that.”

“Well if you put it that way.”

“The hell does that mean--?”

Before she could scoff further or even finish the question he took off the helmet, revealing his face. And well, um, he didn’t look ugly at all.

Quite the opposite, actually, not that she was going to admit it out loud.

The guy, whose name she still didn’t know tried to smooth out frizzy hair, but ended up only ruffling them more.

“Do you need a mirror?” she mocked, raising her eyebrows.

“Nah, not really, the admiration in your eyes is enough for me” he grinned.

“You know I’m starting to hate you.”

“Oh no! You cannot hate me before you know my name!” despite herself Y/N couldn’t hold back an  amused snort at his joke and grin. “I’m Jason.”

“Y/N.”

“So Y/N. Since apparently I ruined your jeans how about I take you for a coffee to make it up?”

“Really? A second ago you were-“

“Yeah, yeah, traumatic past, let’s not get back to it. Seriously, my treat.”

“Um… why?” it wasn’t like she was just going to go out with a stranger. Not that type of girl even if the guy was handsome. Blame the bad teenage rom-coms that made her see herself as the object of mockery, rather then possible love interest.

“Why not?” he shrugged “seriously, what do you have to lose?”

“Sanity and a sense of humor in your presence?”

“Ouch! Rough! I’m hurt!”

“And I;m not sorry.”

“Okay then, now you got a reason to grab a coffee with me.”

“And what may that be?”

“Remorse?”

“Who’s desperate now?” she smirked, shaking head and following him to a café. If nothing more, she was at least going to wait the rain in a warm place. And if the company turned out bad? Well – she would get a reason to put her sarcasm and irony to the test, cause something was telling her, that this Jason guy would be a worthy opponent on the matter.

[loaksbitch]

imagine how the sully boys would react to your sudden death right after you both fought or had an argument? — i don’t know why i wrote this but i had to write the pain i’m going through.

warnings — mention of death, numb feelings, losing mate, blood mention, lmk if i have to add anything.

“i’m so sorry” — jake sully

jake would instantly know something is wrong, that something has definitely happened to you. he would fly his ikran to where his friends had called him through the neck microphone, worry settling in him.

right the moment he lands to the ground, the na’vi’s that were covering your body opened a way for him. jake doesn’t say anything, looking at their eyes and questioning what was wrong. they only gave him a sad gaze, avoiding his eyes.

he could feel his knees weakening as he kept getting closer and closer. his heart raced, mind drifting to ugly thoughts.

jake let a small whimper out when your body came to view. he swallowed the pain on his throat, blinking the tears away. you’re laying on the floor, eyes closed and your sister next to you, holding onto your lifeless hand and crying.

she would look up to his standing figure, shaking her head and crying more. jake locked eyes with her before returning his gaze back to you. he was slow when he kneeled next to your body.

your lips were dry, no life in your face like there was minutes before you two argued and left him. jake bites on his inner cheek, pushing the threatening sob down to the pit of his chest.

the world shut down, the only source of light was your body in his mind. “baby.” he says, voice cracking and ears folding to his hair. you didn't answer him and it was breaking him. “c’mon, open your eyes.” he would brush his hand on the cold skin of your cheek.

“they shot her, they shot her when she was trying to save us.” your sister cried more.

jake told you not to do anything, at least not until he gave you an order but you were always stubborn. you always said no to things he told you not to do, you were the opposite.

jake closes his eyes, sneaking his arm under your head and pulling you to his body. he just wants to be close to you. he doesn’t say anything, the na’vi people watching him in concern when he just silently hugs you close to him.

you’re dead now, you’re no longer with him.

if only you heard him, if only you stopped being a stubborn brat and followed his orders. he still remembers how he yelled at you, telling you nothing you do will be worthy.

you just wanted him to know you can protect the people. your people.

jake softly cries, tears free from his eyes. “i’m sorry.” he would cry, holding you close like you’re the only oxygen he needed. “i’m so sorry, baby.” he cries. jake was never going to forgive himself after this. no, he just can’t live happily knowing he was somehow the reason that led you to your death.

“i’m sorry.” he would whisper as he kept crying.

“she’s not answering me” — neteyam sully

you died protecting him.

neteyam won’t ever stop taking the blame, not when you died taking a bullet for him. everything was in a slow mo, you screaming his name and throwing yourself on top of him.

he felt your body fall on top of him, tumbling him down to the floor. he cursed under his breath, arms wrapped on your waist to prevent you from getting hurt. “shit.” from the corner of his eyes, he can see his brother shooting the enemies and killing them all at once.

once everything was silent, neteyam held onto your back, about to get you up but he was met with a warm liquid smearing over his fingers.

he brings his hand up to see blood all over his hand and instant panic hits him. “princess?” he tries to shake you but you’re not budging. he was fast to roll you over, him on top of you and calling your name.

you’re not answering and it was eating him alive.

“don’t play with me, pretty girl, c’mon.” he taps on your cheek, looking down to see the hole the bullet created from your side to your stomach. neteyam can sense lo’ak walking close to him and gasping when he sees the mess.

“lo’ak, she's not answering me.” the panic and pain was visible in neteyam’s voice. your eyes are closed, not breathing, it was driving your mate crazy. “LO’AK! SHE’S NOT OPENING HER EYES?!” he was in pain, cradling your face to his large hands and humming.

“c’mon baby, lo-look at me.” his breath hitches, tears blurring his vision. “please, eywa, no.” it was in a blink of an eye when he lost you, when neteyam lost you to a fucking bullet.

he doesn’t care how he was looking maniac in front of his family that got here now. he can’t live without you, it’s hard without you. nothing was worth it without you and you’re just gone like that.

neteyam won’t be able to live one moment with you no longer next to him. he can’t and won’t accept the fact you died protecting him.

“i can’t lose you.” — lo’ak sully.

lo’ak knew the trouble he causes would make him pay consequences and he knew dragging you into his problems would cost him high prices.

he doesn’t even know how things turned dark so fast, how the sound of you giggling while you two hide in the bush from the skypeople shifted to where you’re now fighting for your life and whimpering in pain.

“hang on baby, we’re almost there.” he holds you close, trying to sit you straight and help you lean on his chest while he flies you both with his ikran.

the skypeople found you two and tried to get you, but lo’ak was fast enough to get you both out of there but what he didn’t know was you had been shot on your chest while he kept dragging you by your hand.

“lo’ak, i can’t breath.” your loincloth was soaked with your own blood. lo’ak let a cry out, pressing his hand to your chest and commanding his ikran to hurry. “no, try to breath, i can’t lose you.”

he knew he was going to lose you, he knows you’re gonna die sooner or later but lo’ak was in denial. your vision was blurry but you know you’re not far from the village now. but the sad thing was you know you don’t have much time.

you’re barely conscious when the ikran lands on the camp. lo’ak sliding down before bringing you down and securing his arms under your knee and back. you cough, metalic taste on your tongue. “lo’ak…” he heard you whisper but he only shushed you, telling you not to waste your energy.

“SOMEONE HELP! MY MATE IS DYING?!” you can hear him cry, your head lolling to his chest. he knew you didn't have much time, the blood you lost was too much and was smearing on both of your bodies, your vision suddenly turned white, something pulling you down in force.

lo’ak watches the na’vi’s gasp in shock, your weight now heavy on his hold. he was scared to look down, his heart in pain when he didn't feel you breathing. lo’ak sucks a deep breath and looks at you, taking your relaxed features.

his knees were weak, he was now kneeling and placing you on the ground. “no,” he silently whispers. lo’ak glances at your chest and it’s not moving, you’re not breathing and something in him breaks. “no, no, no.” you’re gone too soon.

his bloody large palm pressing on chest, trying to get your life back. “you just can’t leave, wake up.” he cries, shaking his head. lo’ak brings your blood smeared and lifeless hand to his cheek, trying to feel your warmth but nothing was there.

“open your eyes fr’me, look at me.” he hates how the people are watching him in sympathy, his mother’s voice getting closer. your eyes are open, staring on nothing when you’re being cradled to his arm. your blood was all over his face, hand, chest.

no one knows what happened, you two were laughing when you left for a flying date but now lo’ak is back with a lifeless body of a person who he saw his future with.

lo’ak keeps crying, having your body close to him and hissing when the na’vi’s try to take you away. he knew his actions will have consequences but on eywa he never thought you were the price he was costing.

are we feeling okay? i need thoughts on this cause i can’t be the only one suffering now teehee ;D — like + reblogs are super appreciated!

i love each and every one of you sm! ** mwah

[empressdede]

Disrespectful .

Chapter five

Nora and Sienna were both over the attitude that took over the life of London. She was angry at everyone in the world and she had nobody to blame but herself.

They’d already crossed those lines so what was the point of having morals now? It was a question she asked herself everyday. She regrets telling him that they should’ve ended it because she hasn’t had a good day since.

She blames Roman. It was his fault. She was fine until he came and ruined her. He gave her an itch she couldn’t scratch and it was driving her insane. Her sex toys could only do so much. And James…. James couldn’t even scratch the surface of her sexual desires anymore. Before, James was enough; he got the job done.

But after having a taste of what Roman gave her, why would she settle for just getting the job done?

The worst part is, it was her who cut off their secret rendezvous and she didn’t know how to deal with the cards she dealt herself and since she couldn’t get her fix, she released her frustration with almost everyone around her: Nora, Sienna, James and it was even worse for everyone at work since she buried herself at work for a distraction.

At first, Nora thought it that her little sister’s attitude was going to pass after a couple of days but its been going on almost three months now and Nora didn’t know how long she could take it anymore.

London wasn’t the only one who blamed Roman; Nora and Sienna did too. It became very evident to the two of them that whatever those two had going on was taking a toll on London. So both girls were taking matters into their own hands. Nora and Sienna were determined to make them cross each other’s paths once again.

Who was it really hurting that they desired each other sexually? What their partners don’t know won’t kill ‘em right? And after those words left Sienna’s mouth, the girls knew exactly what they had to do.

Which brings them to now: Nora sitting in her car in front of London’s house going over the plan with Sienna over the phone.

“I’m sorry Sienna, I just don’t think three days is enough days. You don’t think you can push it to two weeks?”

Sienna scoffed, “Girl how the fuck do you expect me to distract Tiara for two weeks? The best I could do is a week and even that is pushing it. And plus, you’re worrying about the wrong thing, go try to get her to agree to the trip first and we’ll talk longevity later.” Sienna suggested.

Nora laughed because she already came to her decision for the both of them, “If the best you can do is a week then I’m gonna tell her it’s a week trip because a little weekend trip ain’t gon do shit. So Figure out what to do with Tiara cause I’m ending this angry streak by the end of the this week.”

Sienna agreed and after they hung up, Nora got out of her car to walk to London’s door. She didn’t know what to expect when she got there but when she knocked on the door, she wasn’t really expecting to hear an argument behind the door.

Damn. London was hellbent on letting everyone feel her wrath.

When James opened the door, Nora took pity on the tired look on his face. But she only kind’ve felt bad for James in this situation; there wasn’t really much she could do when it came to those two anyways. She still flashed him a smile when he opened the door wider for her because unbeknownst to him, she was about to fix this problem.

“I’m sorry Nora, Now really isn’t a good time.” James tried but Nora held her hand in the air to silence him, she came here on her own mission and she wasn’t going to let James close the door in her face.

"Nonsense; seems like the perfect time to me. Where’s my sister?" She questioned but London let herself e known by her yelling.

"And just what the fuck am I supposed to do when you leave James? You knew I was going to take my vacation with you and now all of a sudden they need you of all people to go to an open house?"

Nora flashed him another smile before entering into the house to find her sister in the living room. "Well what’s going on in here?" Nora asked, raising an eyebrow at the mess that was in the living room with clothes being thrown all over the place.

"She’s upset because she wants to take a vacation but I can’t. I haven’t sold any property in five months, I don’t want to pass up on the opportunity to bring home some money - I’m sorry."

“It would’ve been different James, if you had no idea of my plans, but you fuckin knew!” London argues, dismissing his attempt to apologize.

“Babe I can’t just drop everything just because you want me to.”

“So you don’t wanna go out with me even though you make your own schedule?”

James let out another sigh and walks away from the living room, this argument was going nowhere and he was tired. London scoffed as she watched James walk away, ignoring her question. She couldn’t believe this was even an argument.

“Talk about a coincidence.” Nora states with a smirk on her face.

The statement caused London to turn around and face her sister, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Girl what the hell are you talking about?”

“Girl, I literally came here to ask if you wanted to take a sisters trip to Houston. Just you and me playing catch up, ya know?” Nora explains and shrugs at her sister. “What better time than now huh?”

“And since when you been thinking of this?” London questions.

“ I seen how stressed out you’ve been lately and I want to help you, I hate seeing you so stressed out. Plus…” she steps closer to her little sister and lowers her voice so she wouldn’t be heard. “I know you don’t really want to spend an entire week with James right now, so let’s just go and enjoy ourselves okay?”

It really didn’t take a lot of convincing on Nora’s end to get London to agree to go out. As horrible as it was to admit, her sister was right… She really didn’t want to go anywhere with James; but he’s been claiming how weird she’s been with him, and she wanted to do to something to make up for her bad mood swings. She couldn’t help it though, she needed an outlet to let out her frustrations.

She’s more than thankful for her sister coming to the rescue. Hopefully this trip could get her mind off you know who.

Unbeknownst to London, Nora was quick to send out a text to Sienna to let her know that the plan was going as planned so far.

we’re good on our end, Get started on your end.

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Roman was confused when he got a random call from Khalid asking him to get away for a while. It wasn’t like him to isolate himself, but he can only guess him and Sienna were into it because Tiara had told him that Sienna had invited her out to New York for some kind of fashion week.

He originally decline, but Tiara convince him to go; stating that Khalid just needed a friend, the same way Sienna needed a friend. So here he was, in Houston, Texas, at a Ritz hotel, wondering what in the world could Sienna have done to make Khalid supposedly so angry.

“So what made you run away?” Roman asked during their game of call of duty.

Khalid raised an eyebrow at the random question. “Huh?”

“How come you’re in Texas and Sienna’s in New York? What made y’all run 1500 miles away from each other?” Roman asked again.

Oh. Right. Khalid almost forgot his wife sent him here on a mission.

“How do you know she’s in New York? I thought she was back home.” Khalid questioned, tilting his head to the side in confusion.

“Tiara caught a flight to New York a couple hours before I flew out myself, She’s the one who told me they were going to New York. Anyways, you didn’t answer my question; what made you run away? Why are we in Texas instead of Florida?.” Roman questioned him again for the third time.

Khalid wondered if he presented Roman’s own problems, if he would catch on. “I’m in Texas because I need space to think about our relationship. I don’t wanna hear any speeches or anything but… I cheated on Sienna and I think she knows.”

Khalid paused the game and turn to face Roman to continue spewing out bullshit. “I don’t know what to do now.”

Roman nodded his head because he understood - sometimes life doesn’t happen the way you expect it to. “Unfortunately, I know how you feel.” Roman reveals and Khalid raises his eyebrow in faux shock.

“You cheated on Tiara?”

“Something like that. I’ll take my faults, it’s wrong because I’m married but there’s nothing wrong with exploring for a bit; as long as you find your way back home. At least that’s what I did.” Roman confessed.

“If you could go back in time and take it back, would you?” Khalid questioned and the heavy silence that took over the room really answered his question but Khalid wanted Roman to really get it off his chest. “It’s just between you and me bro… do you regret it?”

“No.” Roman finally answers, but the look in his eyes is very distant, almost as if he was lost in thought. “I know I don’t sound like a committed husband but if I had the chance to do it again with the person who I did it with; I would.”

Khalid let out a hum and nodded his head to let Roman know he was listening. And he was, that confession was all he needed to move forward with his wife’s plans.

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London, let herself relax in the hotel bed, a soft sigh escaping her lips as the silence of the room helped her feel so relax. If only her mind was as quiet as the room; her mind going to the one man who couldn’t escape her thoughts matter how hard she tried.

She hasn’t seen him since that last dinner because she knew she wasn’t going to be able to stand on business. London was a prideful woman, she was never going to admit how much she regret her decision on cutting him off.

Why the fuck do you keep thinking about him anyway? This has to stop. It’s what she’s been telling herself for these past couple of months and she still couldn’t do it.

She finds herself missing him in the weirdest times. If she’s in a boring meeting, she’ll reminisce on the time where he text her to keep her entertained. If she went out to to eat, she missed his endless compliments or even the risky freaky shit he would pull with her, like fingering her under the table when the waitress came back to ask if everything was okay. She especially missed the sex… damn did she miss the sex.

Roman took his time to learn her body, he found out what she liked and he even introduced her to new things that she found herself loving. Sex with Roman was always exciting; especially when he would fuck her in places where she usually wouldn’t let herself do those kinds of activities: in her office, backseat of his car with or without his chauffeur… almost one time in the locker room - Roman never cared. If he desired her, he was going to to have her and she missed the feeling.

Missed feeling desirable, missed the funny moments between the two of them… she missed her friendship with Roman. He was her friend first and she missed her friend.

“Okay girl; I’m over this little rut that you’ve been having. It’s time for us to go out and shake some ass, Let’s go!” Nora exclaimed when she busted into London’s room.

“What the fuck do I look like going to the club to shake some ass as a married woman?” London questioned with a confused look on her face.

Nora scoffed and rolled her eyes, “When did being married mean you can’t be outside and shake some ass?”

London let out a tire sigh, “I just wanna relax. Maybe call a masseuse to give us a massage. I’m away from home and I’d really like to enjoy it.”

“You’d really enjoy it if you stop fighting me and go out with me.” Nora retorted and London sat up and squinted her eyes in suspicion at her older sister.

“What you got up yo sleeve Nora?” She questioned, getting straight to the point.

Nora exhaled and walked towards her sister to take a seat on the bed. “London, I know you won’t talk about what’s bothering you and I respect that; can you just respect that it hurts me to see you like that? I’ve been taking care of you for the longest, I always know when you need a break, why don’t you just let me help you?”

Albeit everything she was saying was true, Nora knew she had to lay it on thick for London to agree to go out with her. London’s eyes scan Nora’s face and took in her expression, the sadden look in her sister’s eyes is what made her drop her shoulders in defeat.

“Fine. But if I’m not enjoying myself after an hour; I’m leaving.”

Nora flashed her blinding smile, nodding her head to agree with her conditions “Great! I’ll go get ready and you can meet me downstairs okay?” She didn’t even let London respond as she rushed out of the room in excitement. London, huffed as she let herself flop backwards onto the bed, she just hope she doesn’t regret this.

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After London finished getting dressed for her night out with her sister; she stood in front of the mirror touching up on her make up as she thought about ways she could convince her sister to let her come home early.

Her phone going off, snapped her out of her thoughts and she turned to see who was calling: Nora. “Hello?”

“Hey, did you leave your room yet?”

“No, I’m about to leave though; I’m coming downstairs right now.” London explained.

“Before you come downstairs, can you go to my room and grab me a pair of sandals? I forgot to grab it.”

“Why can’t you just go and grab it?” London asked in annoyance.

“London, you’re already upstairs; can you just please?” Nora begged and London let’s out a groan before agreeing.

“Great, my room is on the fifth floor, room 26. I think housekeeping is still cleaning the mess I made so just knock okay?” And without any other explanation Nora hung up the phone.

She’s been so demanding since we got here, I thought she wanted me to have a good time? London thought to herself. The entire elevator ride to the floor above hers she thought about what the fuck was going on with Nora in the first place.

The last time Nora took London on a sister trip, it was to break the news that she was getting a divorce. What type of bad news did she have to break to me now? She wondered. Her mind was running through all the possibilities of what could have her sister acting so weird while she off the elevator to look for room 26.

She let out a small huff because she was drawing a blank, she’ll just have to ask her sister why the fuck she was acting to weird when she got downstairs. She knocked on the door and waited for housekeeping to open the door.

Didn’t she give me her keycard? London asked herself, she remembers them giving each other keycard when they got here. Before London could give look in her clutch to search for the hotel keycard, the door finally opened and when she looked up she felt all the breath in her lungs leave her body.

“Roman?” She breathed out in disbelief. Her mind had to be playing tricks on her.

Roman himself froze as he stared at the woman in front of him. There’s no way she was standing in front of him right now. “London… what-“ he trailed off because he really didn’t know what to say.

It’s been almost three months since they last seen each other, the feeling of shock is what keeping them frozen in their spot.

“What are you doing here?” London finally asks, her mind racing because seeing him did nothing but resurface those feelings she was reminiscing about earlier. Did he have a show here? She questioned. That could be the only reason he’s here right?

“Khalid brought me here. Him and Sienna are going through it.” He answered.

Nora set me up, she brought me out here and set this whole thing up.

Everything was making sense, because even if Khalid and Sienna were going through it, Khalid wouldn’t have left Florida. They set her up, and her body was yearning to just touch him.

“You know they set us up right?” He states, and yeah. If she was going to be pushed in this direction anyways, she didn’t give a damn about the consequences anymore.

“Are we going to take advantage of the opportunity?” London asked softly and it wasn’t something the two had to really think about. They’ve denied themselves what they really wanted for long enough, and if their friends were going to push them into each other’s arms, who were they to fight what everyone else thought they needed too.

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Roman and London lost themselves in each other like they usually did, but the feeling wasn’t the same as it was before.

What was so different about tonight?

There was something more profound than lust and sexual tension lingering in the air between them. When Roman pulled her into the room, their lips immediately push against the other and instead of the fast kissing they were used to, it was slow…sensual.

When they broke apart they stared into each other’s eyes. The lines of their friendship was blurred with the unexplainable feeling they were feeling for each other in the moment, they couldn’t pinpoint what that feeling was exactly.

But it’s what made London grab his neck and pull him back down to her. Their lips brushed against one another’s and the hesitation made London pull away but Roman made the choice to close the gap between them. London’s helpless moan slipped from her lips and she melted into the embrace, pushing her body against him as if to make them one.

The taste of him was intoxicating, it was one of the things she missed about him.

Roman led the two to his bed, and London made herself comfortable in his lap. Her hands caressing his shoulders and eventually moved her hands over his strong arms as their lips smothered each others again.

Chills ran through her body when he trailed his hands up her thigh to grip onto her ass, that’s when she knew this was real. She’d fall victim to daydreaming - especially when her and James were trying to get into it but she’d always come back to reality. But this… this was reality. James never touched her like that.

His hands were roaming her body as if taking in this moment would be her last. Her body was vulnerable to his touch, and she could hear her heart beat drum in her ears.

The sweet feeling of his warm body mixed with the throbbing between her legs radiated more than a positive feeling of intense pleasure of her brain. She didn’t know if it was possible to feel the way she felt at the moment: fuzzy at the brain, and warm at the heart.

They didn’t want to rush the moment, especially since it was something her sister wanted to bless them with. Upon seeing her outfit, he fell into their old routine.

“You look like an Angel.” He softly murmured in her ear before he started undressing her. “Most beautiful thing on Earth and It’s all for me isn’t it?”

And there it was, that feeling she was missing rushing back into her lungs almost as she deeply inhaled his words, that feeling of wanting to feel desirable. That feeling from earlier returned but it wasn’t a feeling she could identify at the moment so she focused on the feelings she could.

At the impulse decision of the moment, their bare bodies touched each other’s. As soon as Roman was submerged within her, she swallowed up some of his thick inches with pride and contentment. Undoubtably, her eyes flickered to the back of her head, her lips separated, and her back arched off the bed and pressed to his chest. Being so close to him, was enough to send her body into a frenzy of different emotions. Not only because it felt so good, but because it was him. Because it was Roman.

There’s synchronized movements were coupled. London’s fingernails, digging into his back and the sound of her soft moans only seasoned the moment for the both of them. She pulled his head between the crook of her neck and let her heavy pants fill his ear.

At her own allowance, she caught a sweaty grip onto his arms and extended her legs wider to pull him in deeper than before. She wanted all of it, all of him. She wasn’t holding back on taking anything he was willing to give her; she’s gone long enough without it.

Their lips met again, and while he sucked on her tongue, she let out whimpers of pleasure into the air. Roman had to give himself a silent, prep talk to encourage himself not to cum too fast, it’s been a while since he’s been in her and her wetness was driving him crazy.

He knew what she wanted without her, having to ask for it. The passionate quickening of his strokes, promoted her to tango, her legs around his torso. Her arms in case themselves around his neck; she held onto him for dear life. Her cries of pure delight escalated be on guidance. He fucked her soul into oblivion like he’s done before. She would have never imagined herself calling out God’s name, but she did just that, screeching to the heavens, while she let that dick dominate her cloudy mind and rock her entire existence into a temporary state of belief.

Without any separation between them, they painted all of their essence all over the bed. Roman could feel her in every pulsing vein in his body until he’d consumed all that was left of her.

They were both so lost in the moment that it didn’t register to either of them that a condom was initiated and neither of them seemed to care when Roman groaned into her ear and emptied himself in her. It only made London tighten her legs around his body and keep him trapped in between her legs and she welcomed the feeling of his fluids filling her up.

Never again. She wasn’t letting Roman leave her ever again. If this was wrong, she never wanted to be right. Ever.

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NUMBER ONE GIRL

14. does it ever get lonely? (written)

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"How are we feeling?" Asks Jisung from behind you.

"Like an idiot." Minho has been complaining for the last hour and a half and in all honesty you can't exactly blame him. All the excitement that you felt about performing the song you wrote with Hyunjin vanished as soon as you saw Somi in the same stage you are about to perform.

The worst part is that she's actually a good singer. She chose to cover one of Ed Sheeran's cheesy songs and she nailed it. Her emotions were almost palpable and, for some unknown reason, that makes you feel upset.

You look at Hyunjin and realize he might be feeling just as upset, and maybe even more. His face remains expressionless, but his eyes are almost screaming and begging for this to be over. Throughout the last few days, you have finally seen the real Hyunjin; not his flirty and playful persona, but the sensitive and childish soul that he never seems to let out.

"Come on, move your asses." Minho's voice catches your attention and just then you realize that you're already in front of the mic. He smiles at you. Have you seen him smile before? You're not sure.

Your heart's beating like crazy. You can´t quite tell what you're feeling right now, but it doesn't really matter; you just want to keep feeling like this. And the lyrics just come out naturally; "Found you when your heart was broke..."

The colorful lights, the crowd cheering, your friends singing along; it was like living some kind of dream in which you're like the famous rockstar. People were filming and taking pictures of you on stage and, admittedly, it was funny being on the other side of the camera; you felt exposed but authentic in a way you've never felt before.

Felix is supposed to be in charge of taking photos for the school's magazine and the promotions for the festival, but he seems to be way too entertained staring at Yeji to pay attention to the show. You can't help but smile at the sudden thought that life could never get better than this.

Just when the song was about to end you notice a familiar face in the crowd. The mysterious guy you saw at the cub a few nights ago is smiling at you and you can't help but feel embarrassed about the sudden attention. His friends notice the eye contact and they start teasing him, or that's what you think after seeing 'mysterious guy' yelling at them and laughing.

Finally, the song ends and the guys engulf you in a sweaty hug. Even Minho hugs you and looks as if he's enjoying himself, you've never seen him this alive before, and, just for a moment, you feel like the very first time you saw him in Karina's class: hypnotized. His eyes. His smile. His lips. Everything about him is hypnotizing right now.

And then it hits you... The hug ends and you all go back to your friends. You can hear them cheer and mention something about celebrating but your mind is elsewhere. You don't know why, but you feel scared, and it makes you feel anxious, but that's something you'll worry about after a drink, maybe two.

notes:

hyunjin and yn have a lot of fun together and they definitely decided to get together before the performance just to shit talk their exes

yunjin and chan changed their plans to be there for their friends (and they couldn't find the restaurant they were supposed to go so)

yeonjun is definitely being weird for very stupid reasons

noooow I'm so sorry for taking so long but the plot is finally plotting so i hope you enjoy the ride 🤙🏻

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Seven minutes of heaven with Zosan. 💚💛[suggestive and probably ooc]

“Goddamn it, Nami, let us out!” Zoro yells.

“As much as I hate to agree with this ogre, I would prefer not to be in here, my sweet Nami-swan!”

“Nope!” They hear from the other side of the door, “I’m not opening this closet until you two sort out whatever the hell is going on with you!”

“Whatever the hell is— hey! What are you getting at here?”

“That’s for you to figure out,” she answers simply. “Now I have business I need to take care of, I’ll be back later!”

“Wait, Nami-swan!! Don’t leave!!” Sanji calls desperately. They hear footsteps that get quieter and quieter until they’re left in silence.

Sanji curses. “Damn it! Why would she lock me in here with you of all people?”

“What, you hate me that much?”

Sanji blinks. “Well, I—“

He’s surprised to hear that Zoro’s breathing has grown heavy. He lets out a bitter chuckle, “Yeah. Cause you just can’t stand me, right? Everything about me pisses you off. You’d much prefer if one of the girls were here instead, wouldn’t you? Because being alone with me is just your worst nightmare. Does that sound right?”

His voice sounds pained by the end. Sanji surely didn’t expect this kind of response from him. “Shit, Marimo, no, that’s not…”

“Don’t lie to me,” his voice is dangerous.

“I’m not lying! I just… don’t know how to act around you,” he admits. Zoro’s breath hitches, but Sanji continues.

“Sometimes everything will be fine and then other times I want to rip your head off. Sometimes I think I hate you but other times I enjoy your company, and it’s all so confusing! But… you’re still my crew mate, and I want to be able to get along with you,” he sighs, “you… matter to me, alright?”

He tries to find Zoro’s eyes in the dim lighting, and when he does there’s something there he doesn’t recognize.

“Zoro?”

“…I’m sorry.”

“Wha-“

His question is cut off by strong lips on his own. He gasps into the kiss, but his body seems to take over his mind and he kisses back desperately. By the time they break apart they’re both gasping for air.

Neither of them can find the words to break the silence that follows. Sanji’s mind is spinning and he feels a little sick. His body had moved on its own, before he had any time to decide what he wanted to do. He definitely hadn’t expected Zoro to kiss him all of a sudden. Now, the swordsman can’t even look at him. Sanji feels his heart clench seeing how regretful he looks. But Sanji, surprising even himself, finds that he doesn’t feel regret at all.

“Hey, Marimo—“

“I’m sorry I kissed you,” Zoro suddenly says.

Sanji sighs gently and gives a small smile. “I’m not.”

Zoro whips his head up to look at him in shock. “You’re… you’re not?”

“I kissed you back, didn’t I?” He says it like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. And in a way, it was. His body had made the decision his brain was always too afraid to make. He always pushed down the fleeting thoughts of Zoro that would plague his mind from time to time. He would blame it on tiredness or feverishness. But he couldn’t run away from those feelings anymore, and he kind of didn’t want to.

He feels for Zoro’s hand in the dark and squeezes it gently. Zoro squeezes back. Sanji brings their hands up to Zoro’s face and cups it as he leans in. Their lips meet again, this time without a shred of doubt from either party. The kiss deepens and they let their hands wander, feeling each other and making note of the new sensations. Sanji can’t help the soft moan that escapes him when Zoro slides a hand up the back of his shirt, and he’s pleased to hear one in return when he tugs at Zoro’s hair.

The air between them begins to feel hot and constricting, their breaths quickening and the shuffle of fabric becoming more erratic and—

And then they are enveloped in light, caught like a deer in headlights as they both freeze in horror. They turn their heads slowly and are met by an unimpressed look from their orange-haired navigator.

“Knew it.”

[goldenempyrean]

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Cheesy Movies And Chicken Soup

〚 Notes - Sorry this is kinda short, I just wanted to get it posted :D Enjoy :D 〛

〚 Pairing - Kate Bishop x Reader 〛

〚 Summary - Kate comes home to find the door unlocked and a certain someone home from work early. 〛

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The first thing that caught her attention was the door being unlocked. Kate cursed at herself mentally, she was sure she’d locked it before she left, she was so sure! 

Oh god… What if someone had broken in- it’d be all her fault! What if- her racing thoughts were stopped on their tracks at a sudden sound. She wasn’t entirely sure what she’d heard but it wasn’t the sound of robbers ransacking the place that was for sure. 

Kate cautiously stepped inside, her heart pounding in her chest as she rooted around in her rucksack before pulling out a pencil case and holding it defensively in front of herself before creeping further inside. 

She approached the living room. She stayed round the corner for a moment, plotting a plan on what to do. After a few seconds of decision, she decided it would be best to take whatever it was by surprise and so she jumped around the corner, swinging the pencil case in front of her with a yell just as- 

“Hh-hihtshhoo!” You sneezed as you sat in the small armchair of the room, neatly snuggled beneath a blanket, “God... gross- Katie?!” You gasped, seeing your girlfriend’s eyes widen in surprise as she stared back at you blankly. 

Kate's initial fear turned into utter surprise as she gazed at you, still holding the pencil case defensively. "Oh my God, Y/N!” She exclaimed, dropping the pencil case, “You scared the shit out of me! Jesus!” She spilled out, sighing in relief. 

It was impossible to hold back the laugh that came next. You sat chaotically, albeit very raspily, laughing as the archer recovered herself. 

“I thought someone broke in!” Kate explained squeakily as she tried not to laugh herself. 

You gestured to the pencil case on the floor, “And what were you going to do, scribble me to death?” 

“I had no bow! I left it at the compound! It was either this or throwing my paperwork at you.” 

You laughed again but someone caught in your throat, and you sent yourself in a fit of no-great-sounding coughing, a sound which caused Kate to frown at you in concern, laughter forgotten as she came to your side and began rubbing her hand on your back 

“That doesn’t sound good. You didn’t sound like that this morning, this why you’re home early?” She asked before heading to the kitchen to fetch some water which she brought back to you. 

“Manager let me go early,” You explained with a sniffly, quickly turning your head when she leaned so that she had ended up kissing your cheek instead of your lips, “Don't come too close, you don't wanna catch this.” You added before you hid your face behind your oversized sweater sleeves and sneezed twice into it. 

“Babe, we’ve been sharing the same bed for the past week. If I’m gonna catch it then I probably already have.” She shrugged, “There's no way I’m not spending the rest of our day cuddling you. Your little germs don't scare me.” The archer booped the end of your nose, just to exaggerate her point leading your feverish cheeks to blush a little deeper at her affection. 

“You're too good for me," you whispered, leaning into her, "But if you catch this, don't blame me when you end up just as sniffly and miserable as I am." 

She chuckled softly, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "I'll take my chances," she replied, her voice filled with warmth and affection, “Now, how does a night of cheesy movies and chicken soup sound?” 

You couldn't help but smile weakly at her suggestion as you changed seats to lay beside her on the longer sofa, “That honestly sounds perfect.” 

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Shinyu x Reader

{School Au}

Synopsis: You, an average student suddenly bumped into one of the most popular boy in the school.

Warning: A few curse words, fluff??

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‘Damn it where’s my notebook?’ You thought to yourself as you’re rummaging your locker. You’re just an average student, with small circle of friends and average scores, not involved in any of the school drama. You’d like think that you’re living a peaceful life in school….besides the assignments and studies that the teacher gives you. It’s their job though so you can’t really blame them.

Finally after looking at your locker for a while, you finally found your notebook. You grabbed it and closed your locker, immediately walking away to go to your class. You didn’t expect to bumped into something after stepping away from the locker though, which results with you accidentally dropping your book. You looked up to see that you didn’t bump into something but someone. And you certainly didn’t expect to be face-to-face with the most popular boy in the whole school, Shinyu.

“Ah..sorry, I didn’t see you there.” You apologized, slightly bowing to him and then going to reach for your book on the floor but he beats you to it. He bended down and grabbed the book, lightly patted your book to remove the dust.

“I’m sorry too, I shouldn’t have stood that close to you.” He replied sheepishly, holding the book out for you. You take the book from his hands and look at his face. You never really paid attention to a lot of people that’s not close with you, but you didn’t expect that this school has such a handsome boy wandering around.

‘Holy shit I’ve been blessed to see such a pretty face.’ You thought to yourself, snapping out of it when you notice him tilting his head at you.

“Oh uh it’s fine. So…I’m just gonna go now…bye.” You nervously said, walking away from him after waving him goodbye. You almost missed it, but you noticed him waving back at you as you keep walking further away from him.

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“YOU BUMPED INTO WHO?” Your friend yelled, making you kicked her leg lightly and shushed her.

“Keep it down will you?! I didn’t even realize that he was there. It’s not like I bumped into him on purpose.” You explained yourself. Your friend laughed and calmed down.

“But seriously, that’s so unexpected. What are the chances that you’d bump into him of all people? If you ask me I think this is fate.” She said. You raised an eyebrow, not understanding wha she’s trying to say. “Aish, I mean he could be your potential boyfriend.”

Your eyes widen, face heating up as you try to deny her statement. “What are you talking about? Many people bump into someone, are you saying that they’ll end up together?” She laughed again, clearly enjoying teasing you.

“I’m kidding. Sigh I really want that to happen to me too y’know? I want to bump into handsome people too. Maybe someone like Youngjae? He seems so mature and charming.” F/n sighed dreamily. You can’t help but rolled your eyes at your friend while laughing.

Youngjae is also from the same group as Shinyu. Their group consist of six people, Shinyu as the reliable one, Dohoon as the playful one, Youngjae as the responsible one, Hanjin known as the nicest boy, Jihoon being the social butterfly of the group, and Kyungmin who is very energetic.

“Ok stop daydreaming now, the teacher is here already.” You snapped her out of her daydream as the teacher walk inside the classroom to start the lesson.

*****

“Finally it’s break time. I’m starving.” F/n said, stretching her arms.

“Yeah let’s hurry before the line gets too long.” You then run to the canteen and buy lunch. You walk toward an empty table and start eating while talking to each other. All of a sudden, everyone around starts to look at the same direction and whispering to each other. You and F/n also got curious and try to look at what everyone is looking at.

There you can see Shinyu and his friends walking to the canteen. Their effects are no joke, even their mere presence can make people stop and admire them. Your friend shot you a teasing look, with you just shaking your head and continue eating. You heard footsteps coming towards your direction but you shrug it off, thinking someone is just passing by, until you hear someone clear their throat.

“Ahem…excuse me. There’s no empty table left so can we sit with you guys?” Someone asked. You and your friend look at the newcomers, suprised to see Shinyu and the others in front of you. F/n stutters for a bit before she managed to say yes. Now, you’re sitting between Shinyu and Hanjin with F/n in front of you between Youngjae and Jihoon. Kyungmin sits next to Shinyu while Dohoon sits next to Youngjae.

“Thank you for letting us sit here. Otherwise, we might have to sit on the floor instead. Jihoon joked, looking at you and F/n. You laughed, saying it’s no problem. As you guys eat, you can’t help but notice how Shinyu sometimes looks at you. You hope it’s not because of earlier.

“Hey aren’t you the girl from earlier?”

Well shit.

“Wait this is the girl that bumped into you earlier? Waahh hyung no wonder you can’t stop talking about h-“ Shinyu immediately covers Kyungmin’s mouth, desperately trying to keep him from continuing his line. Luckily you didn’t quite catch what he just said, but your friend sure did, giving you a mischievous look.

“Don’t listen to what he’s saying. Anyways I’m sorry again for earlier.” He said, seemingly still thinking about what happened. You shake your head while giving him a reassuring smile.

“It’s fine. It was just an accident, I also wasn’t looking where I was going.” You said. “And here I was thinking you’d forget about it by now.” You joked. He hides his face from you, maybe still embarrassed about it? You’re not sure.

“Hahaha hyung, your ears are red. Relax, it happens to anyone don’t let it bother you that much.” Dohoon said. They then eat and make a joke every now and then, and they sometimes include you and F/n too. It seems that they are already comfortable with you guys.

Youngjae, as responsible as ever, looks at his phone and reminded you all, “It’s almost time for the next class. We need to go now if we don’t want to be late.” You all cleaned the table and about to go to your separate ways to your own classroom. Unfortunately, F/n suddenly feels sick and has to go to the infirmary. You offered to accompany her but she insisted that she can go alone. Youngjae offered to go to the infirmary with her although she refused at first, he also insisted and ended up going together.

Shinyu walked up to you hesitantly, looking anywhere but you. “Uh…do you want me to walk you to your class? You know, since your friend seems to be sick and won’t be able to come to class with you.” He offered. You wanted to refused at first, really don’t want to bother him, but Hanjin suddenly popped out.

“Just let him walk you to class, otherwise he’s going to be sulking for the rest of the day.” Shinyu turned to Hanjin and playfully hit him. You can’t help but find the situation cute. You decided to take his offer and now you’re walking together to your class. It was a little awkward because none of you were talking so you were about to open a conversation when he once again beats you to it.

“I just realized that I never got your name. May I know your name please?” He asked. You looked at him, realizing that you know him but he obviously doesn’t know you since you’re not as well known as him.

“Oh my name is Y/n.” You introduced yourself. He nodded and proceeds to ask more questions about you, with you answering and also asking something about him in return. It doesn’t take long for you guys to reach your classroom. You turned to him to let him know that this is your class.

“Alright, I’ll see you around then.” He started to walk away but stopped abruptly. You looked at him confused when he turned to you again. He walked up to you again and he looks nervous.

“Um…Can I…can I have your number? It’s fine if you don’t because we technically just got to know each other today and-“ before he can continue to ramble you held out your hand to him. He looks at your hand and then at you in confusion until it clicked and he hurriedly went to grab his phone from his pocket. He gave you his phone and you put your number in his contacts. You returned his phone to him and he looks at his screen.

“Thank you. I’ll add you to our group chat later. Oh and you can give me your friend’s phone number too so I can also add her to the group chat. Anyways I think I should go now. I’ll see you later, bye.” He then ran off to his class.

*****

You look at F/n worriedly.

“Are you sure you’re ok now?” You asked, wanted to make sure she’s really ok.

“Yes I’m fine now. But you know I actually feel thankful that I felt sick because I get to walk with Youngjae together. Oh and he stayed in the infirmary until he absolutely sure I’ll be fine, isn’t that sweet?” She gushed, clearly not over her little interaction with Youngjae. Though you can’t blame her, anyone who’s in the same shoes as her would feel flustered at least.

A ‘ding’ comes from your phone. You checked to see that someone added to you a group chat.

???

Hyung who did you add just now?

???

It’s Y/n

???

Was that the girl that you walked to her classroom?

???

Yeah that’s her

You

Is this Shinyu’s group chat??

???

Yepp

Helloo I’m Kyungmin

???

This is Youngjae

???

Hanjin here

???

I’m Jihoon!!

???

And I’m Shinyu

Wait where’s Dohoon?

???

Sorry, I was still talking with someone

Wait let me scroll up for a sec

“Oh right F/n do you mind if I give your number to-“. you were cut off by another ‘ding’ to find that Youngjae added her to the group chat.

“Waahh he actually added me. Why are you looking at me like that?” She asked you.

“You also gave your number to him?” You asked. F/n laughed sheepishly as she nodded.

“But hey you also gave Shinyu your number too right? I’m not the only one.” She said. You looked back at your screen, reading the chats after adding all of their numbers.

Dohoon

Alright I’m done reading

Y/n and F/n, welcome to our group chat

Hanjin

Warning, we’re very active in this group chat

Kyungmin

But at least we’re fun :D

You

Lol it’s fine

Me and F/n always text each other too

F/n

I can vouch for that

Jihoon

Nicee

Anyways guys, can anyone help me with my homework?

Hanjin

We have homework?

Kyungmin

If it’s math I can help😊

But you have to treat me lunch in exchange😏

Youngjae

Our maknae is actually bargaining

He’s growing up so fast

Dohoon

Ikr🥲

Kyungmin

What

Jihoon

Deal!!

Just help me please🥺

Hanjin

I also need help!!

Let’s do it together

“Wow they’re actually really fun.” F/n said. You can’t help but agree with her. After texting with the boys and laughing at some of their responses, you and F/n grabbed your bags and leave the classroom as school is over already. F/n left first since she needed to go somewhere after school with her family while you need to put your stuff in your locker first. You were just done putting away your stuff when someone tapped your shoulder. You looked to see Shinyu, who is now smiling at you shyly.

“Hi, is your friend not with you?” He asked, looking around to see if he can spot F/n.

“No she left already. I needed to put my stuff in the locker first before leaving.” You answered him, closing the locker.

“I see…um…” he tries to say something but seems hesitant. You wait patiently for him, wondering what he wants to talk about. After taking a deep breath, he looks at you again with a slightly red face.

“Can I walk you home?”

You blinked, processing what he just said. After it clicked, you replied, “Huh? I mean I don’t want to bother you. You must be tired after school so-“

He cuts you off, “It’s fine. I’m fine with it, I don’t mind. I want to walk you home, you’re not bothering me. You know, I’ll be worried if you’re walking home alone. But you don’t have to say yes-I’m not forcing you to let me walk you home. I understand-“ this time you’re the one who cut him off.

“Haha alright. You can walk me home, thank you.” You accepted his request. He seems giddy, though he tries to hide it by suppressing his smile.

While you’re on the way to your house, you noticed how he subtly moved you to the safer side of the road and slowed down his steps to match yours. This makes you feel warm, appreciating his efforts to make you comfortable. As you walk, you continued your conversation from earlier and get to know each other better. For example, you now know that he has siblings and he’s the youngest, his hobby is drawing, etc. Eventually you reach your house, not even aware that you’ve walked so far already.

“This is my house. Thank you for walking me home Shinyu.” You thanked him again. “Be sure to text me once you’re home ok? Be safe.”

“I will. I’ll get going then. See you tomorrow Y/n.” He said, giving you a little wave before walking to his house. You waited a little bit until you can’t see him anymore before going inside your house. When you stepped inside, you find your mother looking at you with a teasing smile.

“So…who’s the boy?” She asked. You give her a deadpanned look.

“What? I can tell that he’s a nice boy, not to mention cute too. Is he your boyfriend?”

“Mom. Please don’t start with this.” You whined.

After you take a shower and changed into a more comfortable clothes, you noticed a notification popped out on your screen. You checked to see it’s from Shinyu, texting you that he’s home already. You smiled, texting him back and told him to rest. You texted each other for a long time until it’s time for you to sleep.

You

I have to sleep soon

Shinyu

Alright, it’s getting late anyways

Don’t stay up too late and get enough sleep

You don’t want to be sleepy for school tomorrow

You

Yes sir🫡

I’ll be off then

Goodnight Shinyu :)

Shinyu

Goodnight :)

Sleep well

You giggled, looking back at his texts. You really enjoy talking with Shinyu. Even though you only started talking to him today, you already feel comfortable around him.

*****

Ever since that day, you always talk to Shinyu and the others. You and F/n often secure seats at your table for them to join you guys in the canteen. You feel like you’re getting closer to them day by day and start to hang out with them even outside of school. Just a week ago, you and F/n were invited to go to the arcade by the boys. You played many games and be competitive with them, constantly challenging each other. It was really fun, but that day you have a certain moment that keeps replaying in your head.

*flashback*

You were waiting for F/n and Dohoon to finish their match in a basketball game when your eyes caught sight of a cute keychain in a claw machine.

“Do you want the keychain?” A voice suddenly said, startling you. Shinyu was beside you, looking at you and the keychain.

“Well it’s cute, but I’m not good at claw machines. Besides, usually these kind of games are rigged right?” You said. He hummed, and then proceeds to enter a coin to the machine.

“Wha-you don’t have to-“ you stopped whatever you wanted to say as you watch him play and successfully grabbed the keychain with the claw. It dropped the keychain to the hole and he grabs it, giving it to you.

“This is the one that you wanted right?” He asked, worried that he got the wrong one. It doesn’t really matter to him, he can just play it again until he gets what you wanted. You look at him in disbelief before laughing.

“Yeah that’s the one. Thank you for getting this for me.” You thanked him.

“No problem. Oh I think they’re done already. Want to go over there now?”

“HAHA I WIN!”

“WAIT I DEMAND A REMATCH!!”

*flashback ended*

You giggled, feeling your heart flutter at the fond memory. You’ve realized that you have feelings for Shinyu for a while now. You don’t know when you started to like him, maybe it’s when he helped you with your studies in the library with him patiently explaining the lessons to you. Or when he invited you to see them dance as they’re in a dance club and you could see the passion in him when he danced. Or maybe that one time when he asked your opinion about his self written rap. After months of getting to know him, you’ve known him not as a popular boy in school but as a shy but reliable guy who can be really competitive in games, as someone who really enjoys dancing, singing and rapping, and as someone who also has a playful and clumsy side. He’s caring towards those who he feels close to, always making sure they’re ok.

But of course, because he’s popular, many people are jealous of your interactions with him.

*****

You were minding your own business when suddenly someone grabbed your hair and slammed you into the wall. You winced in pain, looking at the girls in front of you.

“You bitch. How dare you hang around Shinyu?” One of them sneered and hit you.

“Who even are you? You’re a nobody, and he’s the most popular boy in this school. Do you really think that you’re worth even be in the same place as him?” Another girl said, laughing at you.

You looked around to see students gathering around, but no one bothers to help you. Either they’re too scared or they also agree with the girls. You screamed in pain when one of them kicked you.

“HEY WE’RE OVER HERE! ARE YOU REALLY THAT STUPID TO UNDERSTAND US?” She yelled.

“Don’t ever come near him again or else-“

“WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!” A loud voice yelled, making everyone freeze and look towards the source of the voice. You were suprised to see Shinyu, even more so when you noticed how angry he looks right now as he makes his way towards you and the girls.

“S-Shinyu. We were just-“ one of them tried to say something when he cuts her off.

“Do you think I’m blind? Clearly you’re bullying her and for what? For being friends with me? I can decide who I want to be friends with and you can’t change that. Now if you don’t apologize to her right now I’m going to report you to the teachers.” He threatened, glaring at the girls. You have to admit he looks intimidating right now. He then kneels down to you to check for any injuries, glaring at the girls when he hears no apology. They flinched, immediately said sorry and ran away. He then proceeds to give every student who gathers around them a disappointed look.

“You all are no better. Why are you just watching when someone is being hurt? I hope you all are disappointed in yourselves. Shame on you all for allowing this kind of behavior to happen.” They all look guilty as they start to walk away. After that, he gives you his attention again.

“Are you ok? I’m sorry for not being here earlier. Let’s get you to the infirmary.” He said softly, suddenly lifting you up bridal style. You yelped in surprised, arms immediately warped around his neck.

“S-Shinyu-I can walk by my own-“ you tried to get him to put you down but he refused. After arriving at the infirmary, the nurse was nowhere to be seen, so he puts you on the infirmary bed gently and takes it upon himself to help with your injuries.

None of you are saying anything as he treats your wounds until you decided to speak.

“I’m sorry for troubling you. I didn’t expect-“

“Don’t apologize.” He suddenly said. You looked at him. His eyebrows are furrowed and he looks troubled.

“Don’t ever apologize for this. This is not your fault. You don’t need to feel guilty about this.” He takes a deep breath before continuing.

“If anything, I’m sorry for letting this happen to you. I didn’t realize that by being close with you would mean that a lot of people would dislike you to the point of hurting you. If I had known I would’ve-“

“Shinyu.” He stopped himself after hearing you talk.

“You said that this is not my fault, then this is not your fault either. You wouldn’t have known something like this would happen. So what? Does that mean you regret befriending me? Are you regretting the fact that we’ve become so close now?”

“Of course not!” He denied. “I would never regret being friends with you. I would never regret letting myself be close with you. In fact, I’m really thankful for the day you bumped into me.” Now this makes your eyes widen. He then continued, “If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have ever met you. I wouldn’t be talking with you, hanging out with you, I wouldn’t-“. he stopped talking, debating whether he should continue or not.

“I wouldn’t be able to fall inlove with you.”

You gasped, clearly didn’t expect him to confess. This whole time you thought he only saw you as a friend but thinking back at it now, there are times where he acts like someone who doesn't just think of you as a friend.

“Shinyu…” you started, hands finding their way to his and hold them.

“I’m also inlove with you.” You confessed. He shots his head up to look at you. A minute has passed, and then two, then he starts blushing to the point where he almost looks like a tomato.

“W-what? Wait..you like me back? I- hang on I need to process this.” He pulled his hands from your hands to hide his face. You laughed at his reaction, trying to pry his hands away from his face.

“Shinyu don’t get shy on me now. You look really cute right now.” His face gets even more red as he tries to say something but failed.

“So…you really like me back?” He asked, finally mustered up the courage to look at you. You give him a smile as you nodded.

“Does that mean…we’re dating then? Are you my girlfriend now? Do you want to be my girlfriend? Can I be your boyfriend?” You hold yourself back from squishing his cheeks.

“Yes I’ll be your girlfriend as long as you’ll be my boyfriend.”

“YES! I’ll be your boyfriend!” He said, grabbing one of your hand and kissed it, making you blush in return.

“Woah weren’t you shy just a few seconds ago? How are you acting so bold now?”

“I mean…I am your boyfriend now right?” He said, smirking at your reaction.

*****

“So…you guys are together now?” F/n asked, looking at you and Shinyu who are holding hands.

“Yeah we’re in a relationship now.” You said. F/n and the rest of the boys gaped at the both of you. After that, they started cheering.

“YEESSS I KNEW THEY WOULD END UP TOGETHER!”

“Y/N YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WE HAVE TO GO THROUGH! NO OFFENSE WE LIKE YOU AND ALL BUT HE WON’T STOP TALKING ABOUT YOU-“

“HEY WHY ARE YOU BRINGING THAT UP?”

Shinyu went towards the boys and playfully banter with them. Meanwhile, you walk over to F/n.

“So…when are you going to confess to Youngjae?” You asked her.

“Ssshhh. You don’t get to say that after months of pining for each other. How did you not notice how he practically gave you heart eyes?”

You rolled your eyes at her, smacking her shoulder lightly. Shinyu then make his way to you after F/n walks over to the boys to discuss probably more list of him being a simp towards you and hugged you.

“Hmm?? Why the sudden hug?” You asked, returning the hug, not complaining and instead enjoying the warmth he gives off. He then tightens the hug, not wanting to let go.

“Mm, I just really like you.”

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[boo8008]

Three Months - Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto x Fem!Reader

Prologue | Chapter 01: Quadriller | Chapter 02: Mince

Notes: Its been one year since The Bear's soft open, and with everything running smoothly, Carmen's lost in his thoughts, until the final table of the night is seated.

Warnings: angst | fluff | ghosting mention | mentions of suicide | language | mental health | pining | unrequited love????? | substances (alc & weed) | overdose | yelling | grief | descriptions of panic attacks| eventual smut

Notes: This is my first time really writing so let me know what you think, I'm probably gonna do more just for me. If there's something I should add/remove from the tags please let me know. I hope you enjoy :)

A year after their soft open, The Bear is like a well oiled machine, working perfectly as Richie calls out the orders and their corresponding tables. Carmen’s on auto pilot as he works, doing his best to not think about where he was this time last year: breaking down in the walk-in and subsequently breaking up with Claire. If you can even call it a break up, he still isn't sure if they were actually dating. 

He’s pulled from his thoughts as Fak enters again announcing the final table of the night was just seated. Almost from memory Richie calls out your name and party of one, doing more than trowing Carm from his thoughts; practically gut-punching him through the thick metal wall of the walk-in with memories of New York, not the asshole of an executive chef he worked for but of the calm and blissful three months he had from December to February with you. 

Before his life got uprooted. 

Before The Beef. 

Before Mikey…

He’s brought back as Richie yells at him before he looks up at him, looking at his face.

“Cousin, you good?”

“I’m fine.”

“You don't look fine, chef.”

“I’m fine.” Carmen insists again.

Richie rolls his eyes as he returns to calling out orders for a moment.

“You look like your gonna throw up,” Sydney mutters.

“I’m fucking fine, Jesus fuck,” Carmen snaps. Stoping his task as he looks up to Sydney then Richie, whose still scribbling something down.

“Take five chef.” Richie says, still not looking up.

“Richie, I said-”

“It wasn't a request Carm.” Richie finally looks up at him, ever sense that test night a year ago, and when Richie started wearing suits, hes been more final in his input. Telling and suggesting and researching rather than just complaining. Fuck he even learned to do more prep properly to help out on the busier nights. Why Richie even stayed after that night he isn’t sure, the shit he said was fucked. He wouldn't have blamed him, Syd, or anyone else for walking out on him if they did. 

“Syd take over for Carm, Tina for Syd, and Alex for Tina; Carm needs a sec.” If the uniformed call of “Yes Chef” from the kitchen doesn't do it, the sudden movement of the kitchen to function without him more than solidifies it. Carmen’s taking five wether he wants to or not.

Not wanting a repeat of a year ago, Carm takes to the office instead, seeing Sugar seated at the desk looking at paperwork, all shes been relegated to now that shes just had little Mikey. A name Carmen was surprisingly happy to approve of when Pete brought it up to the two of them, asking if it was okay. Nat had nearly bawled her eyes out thanks to the combination of pregnancy hormones and the normal grasp she had on her emotions compared to Carmen.

“You look like your gonna throw up,” she says, glancing up from the papers before her. A half hearted fuck off is all she gets in responce as Carmen flops back on the soft leather couch in the office. She tosses him the pepto before she turns to sign something.

“You wanna talk about why Richie kicked you off?” she asks, her back still turned.

“It’s nothing,” he says before taking a swig of the pink liquid as he sits up and faces her.  

“It’s not nothing if you look like that.”

“Like what?”

“Like that,” she says turning and gesturing vaguely at him. “Like you just found out Santa isn’t real or some-fucking-thing.” Carmen shakes his head avoiding her gaze and looking out the door with a huff. Crossing his arms trying to end the conversation. It wasn't that he never wanted to talk about it, he did. He just didn't have the time. 

The last time he had told any one about you, he had talked to Mikey about how awkwardly ended things with you. Mikey told him not to be a jagoff after hearing his rant. That was almost a week before he died. It became easier to not think about you because it always led to thoughts of Mikey. How Carm should have known or should have talked to him more about how he was, how the beef was doing, how ma and Natilie were, if there was anything Michael wanted to get off his chest or was stressed about or something other than Carmen's girl problems.

Then Carm had to worry about selling his apartment in New York, quitting his job, getting an apartment here and moving, running The Beef, which was its own massive undertaking, turning it into The Bear and worrying about Claire, dishes, codes, tests, money that was likely tied to the mob via Uncle Jimmy, chefs, the building, new hires, the test night and the the dreaded walk-in he had to thank for letting him rant until he talked out of his ass and fucked up his personal life even more.

“Fine whatever avoid it if you want but thats not going to make it any better,” Nat huffed out, rolling her eyes as she turned. Carmen knew she was right, but that didn't make it any easier. But if the Al-Anon meetings had taught him anything it was that talking about it did actually help. 

He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, leg bouncing with the nerves of from trying to find the words he wanted to say.

“When I was in New York,” he started, already feeling a nervous sweat breakout on his face, back, and hands. “There was this girl…”

[im-ovulating]

⚠️IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT⚠️

Hey, guys... so I've been writing on here for the last 2 years (almost 3) and while I have loved every second of it I can't do it anymore.

I can't....

...keep Pirate! Bakugo to myself any longer...

Imagine you're running, through shabby alleys and past the cess pools your town calls taverns, weaving through the crowded pathways; a couple of men are chasing you, their angry shouts getting mixed with the hustle of the busy streets. You turn your head to risk a glance at your pursuers- shit, they're closer than you thought.

Just as you turn your head back and go to put once last push into your gait, you slam into something big and solid. The sudden arm in your way clotheslines you and sends you scrambling for anything to keep you upright. Not that you need to- the same arm that sent you reeling now has the front of your shirt, hauling you upright.

"Oi!-" The arm's owner barks out, just to be interrupted by the men chasing you.

"Thank you! This little bitch stole our coin," the shorter of the pair turns his yellowed snarl to your form, still held in the strangers steel-like grip.

"I stole nothing!" You growl back, desperately trying to free yourself. Your nails dig into your captor's wrist, but he remains unfazed.

You finally see his face when he turns to you. His eyes bore into your own as he stares you down. "D'ja take their shit?"

His messy blonde hair casts a scary loom over the top half of his face, almost making his blood reds glow. "I didn't steal anything..." you grunt out, trying to yank yourself free.

"So, you're a thief AND a lia-" The taller accuser snarks.

"Enough," the man holding you says, deadly calm. "She said she didn't steal it, so go."

The men raise their voices, yelling their injustices. The second man makes a swipe at you, trying to tug you away from your newfound savior. In a flash, the man yanks you behind him and clocks him in the jaw, felling him.

The other evidently decides that there are more important things to squabble over because he leaves his companion in the dust, clutching his face.

"Leave." The blonde growls, towering over the guy's pathetic form.

Neither of you moves as he scrambles away, stumbling over himself as he rounds a corner.

Your eyes widen. "Wha-"

Once gone, he turns to look at you. "Where is it?"

"-Don't play games with me. Where is it?"

You huff as you reach into your bra and pull out to coin purse. "How'd you know?"

"Only the guilty run. Now hand it over."

Eyeing his outstretched hand, you contemplate how far you could get if you ran. When he cocks his eyebrow, you relent, handing the bag over. You've done enough running today to last you a lifetime.

"What are you? An undercover constable?"

His face twists into an ugly snarl, "Opposite end o' the spectrum, doll." You watch as he counts out the gold, pocketing a few coins and tossing the bag back to you.

"Don't look at me like that- Pirates don't work for free."

-

Now imagine that each time he comes to port, you end up running into each other. Sometimes figuratively, other times literally (you're very prone to be chased through the streets - it's definitely NEVER your fault, though...).

You've seen him beat people up for looking at him the wrong way, so the confusion never fades about why he decided to help you all those months ago. You've asked, of course, but all you get is a noncommittal grunt or a large palm pushing you away by the face as he trudges past you.

Eventually, the "coincidental" visits turn into gifts- nothing huge, just little trinkets that "I've no use for the damned thing, thought cha might, though..."

Dont ask. I've had this in my drafts for almost 3 years, so I figured I'd just post it, lmao. If there's any grammar mistakes/spelling errors, blame 17 year old me, I didn't proofread this - I just added that first bit🙃

[babygirlgarrus7]

Dust and Echos

(not my gif, belongs to @north2445 )

A/N: I watched the trailer and WOW i can NOT believe our husband is back! So I am excited to write this fic!

Ikora has asked you to come and meet her and another to discuss the next mission. Little did you know it would be an echo from the past.

Warnings: angst (TONS of it), fluff, and swearing

Masterlist

Destiny List

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You were called to go to meet her to brief you on your next mission. Your Ghost kept going on and on about how the readings of this planet was off, which you took note of also. It was way too odd to not notice the wavelengths.

However, it isn’t the most odd. You have battled many different enemies and how the Light is becoming more and more difficult, powerful, confusing. When fighting the Witch Queen, it wavered you a bit, having to fight the enemies that you never thought of them being able to do the things you could. Even blacking the light for dark uses. You couldn’t say anything sense you can wield it yourself.

Then almost having the second collapse happen to some lunatic that the witch warned you about. The return of the Witness, which led you to a planet called Neomuna a cyberpunk feel of the city, working along with others that called themselves the Cloud Striders. It almost succeeded by one of the pyramids that come about, which wasn’t the first time that you have seen these pyramids.

You have seen it all so it didn’t surprise you about the odd readings. When arriving the planet it was sunny, green, mountains. It was beautiful, until you saw in the distance a purple pyramid shape floating in the air. You bit your lip. “That isn’t good.” Your ghost commented looking over at you.

“Yeah.” You muttered nodding your head, steering your ship to the location.

When approaching you saw Ikora standing in a mouth of a cave, you pulled up having your ghost transport yourself out, landing on the ground. She smiled before showing some nervousness. “Hello Guardian,” She said walking towards the edge. “Glad you can make it.”

“Of course.” You said standing next to you.

“We don’t know what this is,” She said facing the purple mist. “I want you to figure out what it is, you will be having some help of course.” That’s when you heard footsteps. Before you turned to face the footsteps Ikora turned to you. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier. It was sudden. I was surprised as well.”

You were confused until you turned around. Your heart stopped, you wanted to throw up, you wanted to cry, yell. Cayde. Your ghost looked over at you then Cayde, he wasn’t different looking besides the light blue glow around his eyes and mouth.

“Oh no. There’s nothing I can…I’m sorry.”

His chest had a hole in it. He looked like shit, usually you would give him shit. Tell him that he would need to get some make up to slap on. This time you couldn’t muster a noise, words, nothing. Panic. Pure panic.

“Listen y/n…this ain’t on you.”

You were there when Cayde blamed himself about Andal, you watched him become bitter for a bit. He was also not happy about the fact that he made a bet to be on the Vanguard if Andal died. However, it was because he went and fought Taniks without him. Now this is you, you were going to be like him. Bitter. You can’t loose him.

“We can fix this, we just have to get Sundance pieces. Just please please stay with me.”

You remembered when you saw him after the Tower was taken over on Nessus, you ran to him and hugged him tight. Him chuckling and calling you his dove, due to you being beautiful and at the time innocent. Inside joke. Him tell you to stay with him, up until he knew that we had to meet Zavala and Ikora to fight.

“We will take the Reef by storm.”

Both you and Cayde laughed lowly when dancing on top of the tower, you both heard the towns below play some melodies, after bringing back the Traveller from the Red War. That’s when Cayde told you he loved you. Actually loved you.

“I refuse to bury any more friends.”

You carried him, he should have been heavy but it wasn’t. Your emotions were off, you couldn’t think. Just fuzz. When returning, the cries, gasps it was too much to place him on the bed, covering him with the satin cloth that had the Vanguard symbol.

“Uldren Sov is mine.”

And he was, died from your own hands, with his gun. Ironic. You held the gun looking at Uldren before pulling the trigger. After you did, you stood there for a while, watching the smoke slowly leaving the barrel. Thinking how the smoke was suppose to be your anger and guilt leaving it. But it wasn’t. He wasn’t here.

He is here. You tried to think of you were stuck in the pyramids. One of them. Maybe this is a nightmare, the Queen is torturing, she had to. It’s a spell. A lie. He is dead. He stopped inches away from you. Inches. You could reach out and touch him.

“I will leave you two at it.” Ikora spoke softly before walking up on the ridge.

Cayde carefully looked over you, barely remembering who you are. He knew the feeling when looking at you, knowing you are a Guardian that was under his command. However you were the one he loves. Loves. He didn’t know what to say, didn’t know how to explain.

“You’re dead.” You whispered your helmet barely making the words out.

Cayde chuckled. “I’m kind of hard to kill, you should know that y/n.”

Your ghost floated to him. “Is it really you?” You knew your ghost was making a quick scan before looking shocked. “It’s him.”

Cayde moved around to come to you, you tensed up as he came into your space. He grabbed your chin with his index and thumb. Having you look up at him. “I have been begging the Traveler to come see you again. Pretty sure I annoyed the hell out of it,” You felt the tears prick your eyes. You could feel him. Actually feel him. You focused on how his hand went to your hip and the other cup the side of your cheek. You didn’t even realize how long he was standing there waiting for you to answer. “It’s my hair isn’t it?”

You chuckled and looked down grabbing his hand from your cheek. “I missed you so much.” You voice cracked as you looked back up at him. “You died and I…” You couldn’t finish as memories came back and forth between his death and now.

“I know. I’m so sorry. I wish I could have been here. To be with you. To get out of the damn tower.” Cayde chuckled placing his head on your forehead. “I don’t know how I am here but I am now. We can do this together dove.”

You smiled holding him closer.

[luminouslywriting]

Hello. I’m a fan of your writing! Loving Ruth and Mastermind so far. Also I’m loving all this Brady content!!

Ok so I had a thought, what if one day while Brady is yelling or not yelling but talking a bit strictly with someone (a bit like he was with Crosby) and his girlfriend witnesses is and find herself a bit turned on by this. So the second the other mrs walk away she’s grabbing Brady and dragging him somewhere private to have her way with him. And he think oh maybe she wants to talk me down or give me a moment to calm down but 😧 oh she trying to take of my clothes. And while he’s worried about someone walking in, he doesn’t have the strength to stop kissing her.

Nonny, thank you so much!! I’m glad you’re enjoying Mastermind so much :) I would love to do this one for you! My requests and asks are open and I’m working on crafting a masterlist at the moment! More below the cut and cut for length:

-I can’t say that I blame you for feeling a little hot under the collar when it comes to John Brady and his sassy and firm attitude. I get it. -That being said, I think it comes down to the fact that he's not necessarily mean to people as much as he is firm and stubborn about certain things

-So if you see him getting fired up and passionate about something, it's a rare display of emotion from the usually stoic John Brady

-I think that the first time that it happens, he's completely taken aback and shocked at the way you respond to that

-In fact, he might even think that you're pulling him into the storage room to scold him about how he needs to be nicer (and that was his way of being nice haha)

-But the minute your hands start going through his hair, all words just kinda falter and he's suddenly like the internet explorer icon and not a single brain cell is present

-All attempts at being discreet? Out the door

-He's a little baffled, not gonna lie

-But you're out here getting very handsy in this very small supply closet and what's a guy to do?

-The answer is to shut up and kiss his girlfriend back, obviously

-I don't think it goes so far as sex, but I definitely think that someone's getting pleasured in that closet (whether it be him or you, now it depends on the situation)

-Speaking of the situations:

-There are times when he acts super authoritative in front of you because he WANTS to get a rise out of you. What a cheeky bastard.

-He knows EXACTLY why your thighs are clenched together and why you can't take your eyes off of him and so this is going to result in a very fun little rendezvous together because you're just oh so needy and he can't leave you high and (not very dry haha)

-But there are other times when he's completely taken off guard, but nonetheless pleased by your sudden bursts of affection

-He's definitely walked out of that closet with a set of panties in his pocket before

-And if he comes back to the men looking particularly pleased with himself, he's going to get hassled about it from Bucky (because of course Bucky knows, there's no way that he wouldn't know), and a fair amount of teasing would go on

-And because you're such an affectionate menace, he definitely walks out of there with several hickies on his neck

-And at one point, Bucky does call him out on it

"Your girl know that those are considered damage to United States property?" -Bucky, with a shit-eating grin

*Cue the look of panic bc Brady was absolutely unaware he had any visible hickies and now he's mortified*

[themainreactor]

“The Embodiment Of Luck Is Quite Stiff To Be Lucky, Don’t You Think?”

In which, the group's knight in shining armor has arrived… In the form of a rather uptight and quiet samurai. Though you have potential and you're strong, you're not really used to being around such chaotic people in your everyday life. Maybe this little mission would help you find out more about yourself, you needed a life and some friends anyway.

Tanjiro couldn't stop smiling, even with the chaos at the moment. Whether from his injuries or the two and a half year quest of finding the demon responsible for his family's death, he felt that there would finally be progress.

It was great news that a samurai would be joining this sudden group of people that kinda just grouped up for no reason, after all, samurai were very strong and disciplined people. The older woman was seeing a lot of pain and bad luck in the future, so she sent word for a lucky acquaintance she knew, aka, the samurai.

At the moment, Tanjiro was just standing in the doorway, Inosuke was trying to shove his boar mask onto Zenitsu to get some sort of scared reaction, all the while, Nezuko just ran around the two of them. Inosuke's laugh was a borderline sneeze, Zenitsu didn't have to scream so loud and Nezuko didn't have to run around and cause more trouble. Tanjiro swears they were all asleep when the older woman called him to talk about the samurai.

"Hey guys, that's enough." Tanjiro states as he grabs Zenitsu by the collar of his shirt to drag him back into his bed.

"Whatever! He needs to learn to stop screaming!" Inosuke responds with another laugh as he shoves his boar mask back onto his head. Tanjiro only sighs as Zenitsu starts yelling in protest to Inosuke.

"Oh by the way you two, someone will be joining us." He continues as he stares at the two fighting companions. Both Inosuke and Zenitsu just continue on bickering and Tanjiro looks at his sister who has already retreated back into her box with a quiet sigh.

"Someone will be joining us... On our missions?" He continues, staring at the two with an almost sarcastic smile... He was gonna lose his shit.

"You two! Let me say something!"

"Why are you yelling?!" Zenitsu almost screams out, startled by the sudden change of Tanjiro's voice.

"Because I'm trying to talk to you guys."

"... Oh... Well, what is it?"

"We're getting someone new in our group." Tanjiro smiles again at the thought of a new companion and possible friend, though you can't blame him, he had never met a samurai before.

The reactions that he earned from Zenitsu and Inosuke scared him. Zenitsu gains an almost rictus smile and Inosuke starts cackling and rolling around.

"Are we stealing them!?" Inosuke yells, pulling off his boar mask and somehow jumping off of the ground bed and onto the wooden floor.

"New or used?" Zenitsu asks, his smile getting a bit bigger as he also stands up.

Clearly they were both excited, which was a good thing but Tanjiro was baffled. What type of questions were those? And why were they being asked? New or used? Stealing them? What did it even mean?! He couldn't even respond as he pushed the palm of his hand into his forehead, then began looking up with a confused face as if he was asking the ceiling for help.

"Great... Wonderful responses, both of you." Tanjiro sighed out, clearly being sarcastic as he finally decided to lay down and go to bed.

So that's how you showed up the next week, being called from an important mission to do a 'favor' for that old lady in your old neighborhood... How... Interesting.

"Uh... I'm... "

You started, looking upon the elder woman with concern in your face. Why was this being asked of you? You didn't even know what a demon slayer was until just right now when the woman told you.

"Come again?" Y/N asks the woman, gaining a pleasant smile from her.

"I want you to join these three demon slayers, as a way to ward off bad luck. Plus, it will do you some good." The woman responded with a smile, her eyes closed as she lightly took your hand in hers.

"Lucky things happen to me, yes, however I don't think that means I will ward off demons or somehow bring good luck to the others-"

"Well how do you know that? It will be a favor for me if you join them."

"I'm sure but I may just slow them down, I don't know how to kill demons."

"I'm sure, but fear not the obstacles in your path, I believe that joining them will bring them peace and bring you some clarity."

You sighed, slightly annoyed with the request of this lady. She seemed so persistent but you knew that you would listen to her anyway since you had always learned to respect your elders and her being such a kind lady was also a bonus.

"Just meet them before you say no... Okay? As a favor for me." The woman interrupts, letting go of your hand before walking off, expecting you to follow.

"Alright then."

You followed her as she stood in front of the three that were arguing about something. One had some sort of scar on his face and he was carrying a box on his back, that one was probably Tanjiro like the woman told you. Another one had yellow hair, that was probably Zenitsu and one was shirtless with a boar mask which was probably Inosuke.

Once the woman got their attention, they all looked at you as if they were analyzing. They thought you looked like you would kill them if they did something you deemed outta pocket. Something you weren't expecting was for the one with the boar mask to suddenly try to attack you, which made you refrain snapping his throat as a first instinct.

"FIGHT ME!" He yelled, swinging at you as you dodged, Tanjiro and Zenitsu tried to catch him before he actually harmed you but it wasn't really working.

"Stop it! That's not okay! They're here to help!" Zenitsu screams out, getting scared when Inosuke lands a punch directly to your stomach. You had a strong core though so it was all good.

"Inosuke you're making us look bad! I'm so sorry!" Tanjiro apologizes as he finally grabs onto Inosuke, only for him do a flip out of Tanjiro's grasp.

You just decide to restrain Inosuke, catching his other punch as he runs back up to you and grabbing both of his arms to pull them behind his back. Of course, Inosuke thrashed around and protested, but he couldn't get out of your grasp which made Zenitsu a bit nervous to even introduce himself to you.

You knew that joining this group of people would probably make the old lady happy but you still felt like this was a very bad idea.

"Well... Will you be joining them?" The woman asked with the purest smile in the world, still putting you on the spot. You didn't answer for a bit as you finally let go of Inosuke.

Guess you were doing a side mission.

"... Yes, I will go with them."

"Good."

Tanjiro smiled, not able to contain his excitement while Zenitsu sighed in relief. Inosuke just sulked like a child since you were a lot stronger than he anticipated.

"Well, were heading out then... Thank you for everything." Tanjiro commented, bowing his head in a polite manner to the elder woman along with Zenitsu. Inosuke however didn't do so, until you forced his head down with your hand and bowed your own head.

"Hey! Let me go!" He yelled, trying to grab onto your hand and push it away but to no avail.

"I'll bestow good luck upon you." The woman commented, ignoring the thrashing from the demon slayer next to you.

"We appreciate it." Tanjiro states, making you raise an eyebrow. He seemed to be very thankful for everything, his parents must have raised him well. As the three of you turn around, the woman does her thing and freaks out Inosuke in the process.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!"

You were gonna knock him out if he didn't stop.

"AHH! STOP THAT YOU IDIOT!" Zenitsu yells, getting in front of the woman while Tanjiro and you grab a hold of Inoskue.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!?" Inosuke yells, making you sigh as he thrashes around some more.

"It's ceremonial! Were going on a journey! And making sparks is for luck!"

Tanjiro was surprised when you threw Inosuke over your shoulder so that the four of you could leave. Though he appreciated it to some extent.

"Let Go Of Me!"

"Oh quiet." Zenitsu mutters out.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!? AND IT DOESN"T EVEN MATTER! PUT ME DOWN!"

"Inosuke, you deserve it!" Tanjiro yells as he walks alongside you and Zenitsu. The three of you walk out of the courtyard and you decide to place Inosuke down, ignoring the growling that his covered face was emitting. The woman follows behind and you wonder if this is really a good idea or not.

"Always live your lives in a fashion where you are able to hold your heads up high. I wish you luck in battle."

Huh, you remember the first time she said that to you when you left this place to be an apprentice a few years back. Maybe it was a sign that you were going to be gone for a while. You watch as the three start running off, you give the old lady another bow of your head before running off with them.

...

"So... Name's Zenitsu Agatsuma."

"Inosuke Hashibira! And don't you forget it!"

"My name is Tanjiro Kamado, what's your name?"

"Y/N L/N."

As the four of you run, engaging in small talk, the only thing you can think of is how slow they were running. If this was the next generation of the so called demon slayers, everyone was screwed.

"Heads up high? Luck in battle? What does that mean?" Inosuke asks to no one in particular.

"To be honest it is a bit difficult to explain. To hold your head high... I guess it means whatever hand you're given in this life, you're able to conduct yourself in a way that's honorable so that you're never ashamed."

Well, too late for that, you were always ashamed, even for other people.

"And wishing us luck in battle just means that she's praying for our safety." Tanjiro adds on, smiling as he looks back at Inosuke.

"Well, what about the hand you're given? We have two already, why should we be ashamed?"

That... Was actually a really good point.

""Well I guess-"

"What does it mean to conduct yourself honorably anyway? Why is that old hag praying for our safety in the first place?"

Old hag... This dude was wild. Literally. All you did was stare at Inosuke with a critical expression before looking at Tanjiro as if to silently ask him whether or not the boar was always like this.

"She has nothing to do with us! So what's her game huh!? Maybe she should worry about her own hand!"

You were goons give Inosuke a beat down sooner or later. Suddenly Tanjiro sped up, going past you in an effort to do... Something. You didn't really know.

"Is this a race!? I won't let you win!" Inosuke yells as he runs past Zenitzu.

"Wait for us you guys!" Zenitzu yells as he tries to catch up with them, you running just as fast as him so he didn't feel alone. Man this was chaos at it's finest wasn't it? You were actually kind of enjoying it.

"Does everyone act like this?" You ask with a small smile, gaining Zenitsu's attention briefly before he focuses on catching up.

"Yeah! Reckless too!"

...

"Do you like being a Samurai?" Tanjiro asks, wanting to make sure you didn't feel left out. You were so calm and quiet that he could almost forget you were there.

"Um... I don't know." You reply, furrowing your eyebrows in thought since you had never had someone ask you a question like that.

"What do you mean by that?" Zenitsu asks, confused by the strange response. How would you not know whether you liked being a Samurai or not?

"I mean just that, I don't know. I haven't thought about it... I don't like it nor do I dislike it... So I guess It's just something I am."

A dull response, Tanjiro could smell a scent of confusion, as if being asked that question was something foreign to you. Tanjiro didn't like it, it made him feel almost sad but it also made him feel like it was a good decision that you came. That way he could be a companion that you could talk to if you needed it.

"Well I don't care! I just want to know how strong you are! Cause I'm the king of the mountain so called samurai! And whatever you do, I can do too! Fight me!" Inosuke yells.

"I will not fight you Inosuke."

"Yes you will! Manjiro! Tell the samurai to fight me!"

"That's not my name Inosuke! And you need to stop!"

"Everyone, we need to pause here!" Zenitsu suddenly yells, gaining your attention. He looked so serious for some reason, but he must have had some sort of skill in doing so. Because how serious can you really look when you're sitting in a fetal position on the ground?

"Zenitsu, what's wrong?" Tanjiro asks.

"I'm nervous okay?! Now that we're nearing our destination, I'm getting scared!"

"Why the hell is he sitting like that?" Inosuke asks you, placing his hands on his hips.

"I have no clue." You reply, scratching the back of your head in thought.

"It's pretty weird if you ask me." Inosuke states in a surprisingly calm manner.

"Well... Nobody asked you did they?" You comment, turning to face the boar masked guy with a small smile and gaining a growl from him.

"WHO ARE YOU TO TALK TO ME ABOUT WEIRD!? You can't tell me you're not getting any spooky vibes from that mountain?!" Zenitsu yells out in a distraught manner, confusing you as to why he was a demon slayer when he wasn't mentally prepared for going up a slightly spooky mountain.

"Well... If it is spooky... I guess we'll just have be careful." You start, turning back to Zenitsu with an unbothered expression.

"Even so, we can't exactly just wait here."

"I told you this guy was an odd duck."

"I AM NOT AN ODD DUCK! I"M COMPLETELY NORMAL! IT'S YOU GUYS THAT ARE THE STRANGE ONES!"

"I'm hungry."

You said that out loud didn't you? And now Tanjiro and Zenitsu were staring at you like you were the weird one. Tanjiro turned his attention back to the mountain with an unreadable expression. It made you a bit concerned that he seemed so stressed out about the said mountain that was making Zenitsu cry.

"Tanjiro, Is there something wrong?" Zenitsu asks, not moving from his spot in any way.

"What is this smell?" Tanjiro asks to himself before booking it, running off to get closer to the mountain. Smell? What smell? This had to be the most dysfunctional group of people you had ever been with.

"Tanjiro! Hey! Wait up! Don't leave me here by myself! Who knows what'll happen!" Zenitsu cries out, still not making any move whatsoever to get up. Until of course you grab his hand and drag him along with you and the rest. When everyone does stop, it's because there is what appears to be another injured demon slayer in front.

"Are you okay?" You ask the person, slowly walking up to him to make sure you didn't scare him.

"Help me... Please help me."

"Are you alright!? What happened?" Tanjiro questions as he runs behind you to the boy. For some reason, you had this feeling, like Zenitsu was right about the mountain.

"Don't worry, we'll help you." You reply, lightly grabbing his shoulder before something seemed to pull him and throw him back towards the mountain.

"AH! THEY WERE ATTACHED TO ME TOO! PLEASE DON'T LET ME DIE HERE!!"

You were startled to say the least, you had never seen anything like this in anything you've ever done.

"I'm going in."

"Um... Come again?" You quietly asked Tanjiro as if he was crazy, looking at him with a confused expression.

"I'll hit it first."

"You'll hit what first?" You question Inosuke as you stand up, still not getting an answer from anyone.

"You stay behind me, trembling like a scared little animal. This is making me hungry."

Ah, so there was more than just you here that was hungry, good, you felt less strange.

"Why's he such a showoff?" Zenitsu asked, turning his attention towards you.

"I have no clue."

"HAHAHAHAHA! LET'S GO!"

As Tanjiro and Inosuke started running off, you started off to follow them only to realize that you had left Zenitsu behind. You run back to grab him just noticing how scared he was. It would be a miracle if he could even stand with how much he was shaking. So you just take a seat next to him and wait for him to stop. Tanjiro and Inosuke could wait.

"Don't worry, I'll stay with you until you're ready to go. We'll catch up with them."

"... O-okay."

And for quite some tims, the two of you just stayed there, gazing upon the mountain. Although, you were a bit annoyed since it was taking too long and you wanted to help the others.

"I know I said I'd stay, but you're wallowing in self pity and it won't help you y'know."

"W-what!? Why are you even saying that?! I didn't say anything!"

"You didn't have to say anything."

You turn your head away from Zenitsu and look at the mountain again. There was an urge in you, telling you to run away but you wanted to help however you possibly could. Suddenly there was some chirping and you turned around to see a small little brown bird, chirping right next to Zenistu.

"Cute, maybe it's a sign that we'll be safe." You start, smiling at Zenitsu only to earn a shake of his head as he picked up the bird.

"You don't have a care in the world do you? All our human problems, you have no idea." He talks to the bird, as if it can understand him in some way. Apparently the bird took that personal as it made the decision to snap at Zenitsu's hand which caused Zenitsu to yell out in pain.

"You think you're being cute right now!? Well you're really not! I don't like this side of you one tiny bit!" Zenitsu yells, crying at the same time. You guess Zenitsu and this bird knew each other personally. Slowly you grab the flying bird, lightly petting it's head so that it would be less irritated before giving it to Zenitsu.

"Why can't you take some notes from Nezuko huh!? She's adorable and she's a demon!"

You listened to the conversation, faintly remembering that there was in fact a demon sister in Tanjiro's box, hopefully that wouldn't be a problem. But you and Zenitsu would have to leave soon so that you could help them. You would be angry with yourself if they died because you stayed behind.

"AHHH!"

"Ahh what?" You asked him, slightly surprised at the scream he let out.

"I just realized that he took Nezuko with him!"

"... I'm... Sorry?"

"Oh no! My Nezuko!"

And with that, Zenitsu almost immediately takes off running towards the mountain, yelling about the demon while freaking you out even more. Wasn't he just crying because he didn't want to go up the mountain?

"What is wrong with you? You're running into a godforsaken forest on a mountain for a girl?!" You yell out to him, running right after him with a frustrated expression clearly etched on your face. At least this was one way to get him with everyone else. So with that, you and Zenitsu ran up the mountain for a while, taking way too long as Zenitsu had to stop and catch his breath from time to time.

"N-n-nezu-ko, W-where are you?"

"Are you serious?" You ask him, gaining a weirded out expression with how he was acting. He was acting like the demon wouldn't be able to protect herself and somehow this scared demon slayer was going to save her? Like, how? That's when Zenitsu just falls to the ground and starts crying, whining about Nezuko and the rest of his friends. Honestly, it made you and your so called good luck kinda useless.

You felt something prick the back of your neck and immediately you smacked at it, moving your hand to see that it was a small spider. That was annoying and it didn't look like any normal species. The small sparrow lands on top of Zenitsu, you barely paying attention to the conversation he was having with the bird since the two of you might die. Finally Zenitsu stands up once you lightly grab his hand, only to shriek when a group of birds all fly away at once.

"What... Was that?"

"I don't know Zenitsu... But we'll be okay."

"Y'know this is starting to make me really mad. We're gonna find Nezuko and say goodbye to this creepy forest."

"... Okay." You yawn out, slowly following him while still keeping an eye out for whatever might happen.

"Ouch!"

"What is it?"

"Something pricked me!"

"Oh... Me too actually, What was it? Was it a spide-"

"We can't find Tanjiro or Inosuke anywhere! Where did they go!? Great! Now what?! Something really stinks around here too! Gross!"

"You didn't answer my question, was-"

"I think I'm gonna cry and the sound of these spiders running around is creepy! I'm sure their just doing their best to survive the same as me but still!"

"Why are you complaining so much? This-"

"BE QUIET! STOP MOVING AROUND!" Zenitsu yells, turning around when he hears some shuffling. As soon as you turn around also and lay eyes on a spider with a bald human head, you decided that you may be done with life itself.

"WHAT AM I EVEN LOOKING AT?!" Zenitsu yells, grabbing onto the back of your collar and trying to run away from it. Who knows, maybe it was a new species?

"WHY DID THAT SPIDER HAVE A HUMAN FACE ON IT?! WHAT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW!? WHAT IS HAPPENING?!

"I don't know Zenitsu, don't worry, we'll be fin-"

"PLEASE BE A DREAM! PLEASE BE A DREAM! PLEASE BE A DREAM! IF I WAKE UP RIGHT NOW I PROMISE TO WORK HARDER!! IF I WAKE-"

Zenitsu was clearly having and existential crisis at the moment and all you could do was run, grabbing his hand so he would follow you. You finally stop running, realizing that you and Zenitsu chose the wrong place to run into. Right in front of you, it was literally a spiderweb, with strange looking people stuck to it and a house hung up in the air.

"AHHH!"

You wanted to yell at Zenitsu to stop screaming but you can't, especially when you see a much bigger spider who no doubt made the spiderweb with the floating house and all the people. In fact, it was huge, almost six times the size of the one that you saw on the floor that Zenitsu was screaming at. This was some scandalous mischief that was taking place, and you wanted no part of it whatsoever.

"You better not start talking to us! I don't want to hear it from you!" Zenitsu yells at the spider demon, his little bird hiding in his yellow haori. Almost immediately after that he runs away, deciding that he wasn't going to try and bring you with him. You were the samurai after all.

"Where are you going Zenitsu?"

"There's no point in running away! You've already lost the bat-"

"Shut up, no one was talking to you" You blatantly remark, quickly running towards it to behead the spider before catching up to Zenitsu. However, you didn't have a nirichin sword which would definitely be a problem, you had to remember, you weren't a demon slayer so you had to be careful, it was uncharted territory.

"I told you I don't want you talking to us! I don't want to hear it so stop talking! You give me the creeps alright?!"

"Don't run off like that Zenitsu, we're a team."

"I know! I'm just scared Y/N!"

You turn around to see that the head of the spider demon had already grown most of his body back, laughing as he starts monologuing about the bite that Zenitsu and you had gotten on his hand and your neck and how dangerous it was. That must have been the prick you and him had gotten from before but that also meant that all those small human spiders were actually people and not demons, which meant that you couldn't kill them.

"Damnit." You mumble to yourself, glaring at the big ass spider. You notice Zenitsu start running and you follow him, Zenitsu climbing up one of the trees while you jump off of another. You grab onto one of the spider mutants legsand stab it in the back in hopes to immobile it. You knew Zenitsu wasn't going to be any help, however, you were sure you and him could still survive.

"Oww!! Damnit! You're a problem! Too bad you can't kill me with that sword! You can only try to hurt me! How laughable!" The demon taunts, quickly tossing the sword away and getting the web stuck around you... Well... Attacking him was definitely a bad idea.

"I'm doing everything I possibly can right now! I wish I could be braver but I'm not! I still have to be turned into one of those horrid creatures!?"

"Zenitsu!" You yell to him, smiling and briefly getting his attention.

"You'll be okay! Just hold on!"

Huh, that smile, it reminds Zenitsu of someone. He can't remember who it was but... It was a nice smile.

You try your best to get out of the webs and when you see that Zenitsu actually passed out from fear, you grab onto the big spider so that it can't get him. Even thought others might, you wouldn't want the big one near him.

"Agh! Let me go! You're so annoying! You can't even kill me so give up!"

He tightens the web around you to the point where you know it's gonna bruise but that didn't seem to be enough for the spider, like he was expecting a different result.

"What the hell?! Why aren't you dead?! That's so stupid! It's supposed to cut you! You're an annoying threat and brother won't be happy with that!!"

Quickly he moves the web in some way, but not after hitting you in the head with one of his legs. Next thing you know, the spider doesn't want you anywhere near him, in fact, he wants you as far away from the area as possible and you're flying through the air like you're some sort of missile.

"Crap, crap, crap! Zenitsu hold on!" You call out, still tied together by the web before finally hitting your back against one of the trees and landing on the ground with a thud. Damn that hurt, you may have actually broken a rib, or your back. You actually shouldn't have survived that throw since it was from such a far distance, your luck was really not logical.

You rustle with the threads, for some reason, not really being able to do anything. And you didn't have your sword, the big spider had it so that was even more of a headache. You growl for a moment in frustration before finally letting out a yell and putting all your strength into breaking the web. When you snap it, you quickly stand up and try to wipe it off before you realize that you're lightheaded and that you might pass out.

"Oh my, you must be a fighter huh? Although you don't look too good."

You feel a hand wrap around your waist before you fall and slowly help you up, it makes you a bit uncomfortable that whoever it was, was so gentle. When you look behind you, it's a woman who looks like she is also a demon slayer... Nice.

"You don't look like one of us... Hm." She starts, and just leaves it at that before smiling.

"It seems that you've been poisoned, I think this will be able to help you."

She takes a brown box out of her haori and then comes closer, she takes what looks to be some sort of strange syringe out of the box and you're not too sure if you should trust her, which she seems to be fully aware of so she's very slow.

"What's your name?" You warily ask her, carefully watching her movement as she takes your shoulder and pushes the small and thin needle into your arm.

"Shinobu Kocho, I am the insect Hashira, some call me the pharmacist Hashira."

You didn't really know what that meant, nor did you really care, however pharmacist stuck out to you and you needed her to get to Zenitsu too along with the other humans that had been turned into spiders.

"You have to help Zenitsu, he's the same way. He has yellow hair and a triangle-patterned haori, He's in that direction." You quickly state, watching as the woman looks at you with a strange expression before nodding her head.

"Alright then, just stay here and rest so that you'll be okay."

You nodded your head as she quickly jumps off like some sort of rabbit. You never really did stuff like that, it was kinda strange that you had never really thought about jumping places. You start to sit down, only to feel guilty and stand up again. You felt like you still needed to find everyone and hopefully that pharmacist woman would be able to help Zenitsu and possible those other spider people.

You started running around the forest area, noting your surroundings along with the many other dead demon slayers while trying to figure out where to go. You could have just waited like the woman said, but you should be fine since you didn't hear anything that would mean that someone was in trouble.

Scratch that, you did hear trouble.

You hear a shriek, but it isn't human, it sounds like some sort of monster, or demon or whatever. But that was nothing compared to what you were about to see. You look up towards the sky to see something fly past, which seemed pretty high. Was it a bird? What would by flying at that speed through the air at night? You strain your eyes harder and all you can see is green... And a brown box... It was Tanjiro... Tanjiro?! What the hell was he doing in the sky!? How was he flying!? He ain't even got wings!

"Tanjiro!" You yell out to him, your voice becoming hoarse before you hear that shriek again from a nearby demon, except it sounded closer.

"Oh Crap!" Someone yelled out, gaining your attention even though you were now frazzled from what you just saw. It sounded like a human and... It sounded like... Inosuke!

"Inosuke!?" You scream, trying to gain some sort of response before coughing. It seems your throat was definitely not happy with you yelling so much, or maybe it was from the poison. There was silence, then a louder shriek from the same demon. Then a louder shriek... Oh no.

"I'm here!" Inosuke yells back, gaining your attention as you run to try and find where he is.

"Where?!"

"Over here!"

When you bump into him, you're surprised and had to stop yourself from almost running into the demon that was chasing after Inosuke. Oh crap, it might as well have been bigfoot with how big it was.

"... What is that?" You question Inosuke, quickly running alongside him whilst dodging a punch from the guy. This was pretty scary and you didn't want to be here at all, it was tiring that you couldn't do anything but run.

"A demon you idiot!"

The both of you run for a while, getting far enough before you grab ahold of Inosuke's arm and pull him behind a tree next to you. Clearly this was a big problem, you had just been recently poisoned and then cured by some random lady and you had no sword now. Inosuke looked really injured and if he kept on bleeding like that, he could probably die. What did him and Tanjiro go through while you were waiting for Zenitsu to calm down?

"How are we going to kill it?"

"I don't kn-" You cover Inosuke's mouth through his boar mask before slowly removing it and placing your finger on your mouth, silently telling him to be quiet.

"This isn't good!" Inosuke whisper yells, freaking out when he sees the demon track the two of them.

"Inosuke." You start, gaining his attention and giving him a small smile.

"It is going to be okay, we won't die alright?"

He doesn't respond, instead he just looks at you before turning his head away, almost like he was being bashful or giddy, you weren't sure.

"Damnit, hiding away like a woodland creature, how pathetic is that? I gotta find a way to turn things around. How do you cut someone who's sword proofed anyway?"

"He's sword proofed? How-"

"What should we do? What can we do?" Inosuke whispers out, having an existential crisis just like Zenitsu was before.

"What's the way for me to get in there and hurt it? Think, think, think!"

"Inosuke! Look out!" You yell, pushing him out of the way and running before the demon could grab either one of you.

"This is bad! This is really bad! We have to survive until Tanpiro gets back! Somehow!"

"Calm down Inosuke! We can figure this out! You shouldn't be thinking things like that! We'll-"

That's when Inosuke abruptly stopped running, freaking you out when he grabbed your shoulders.

"Inosuke?!"

"You're right! Why the hell am I thinking things like that?!"

What is even going on? This had to be some sort of fever dream right? Especially since Inosuke started running towards the danger, Like, why?

"I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS!"

You yawn a bit, quickly following him just in case he needed help. Once you see him jump and slam one of his swords into the demons arm, you slide under the demon and grab ahold of the other arm so that the demon wouldn't be able to attack Inosuke.

"I must have gotten infected by Tantiro's germs!"

"... Who?" You ask, struggling but succeeding in holding onto the arm as Inosuke hits his sword into the demons skin.

"I can't let my guard down again! Using my head?! That kinda thing isn't like me at all! Agh!!!" Inosuke declares with a yell, finally cutting through the arm. He jumps next to your side and surprisingly hands you one of his jigsaw like swords in a very kind manner.

"You see? It was as simple as that, if you can't cut something with a sword, all you gotta do is pound on it with another sword, so don't look down on me cause I'm not weak samurai! Plus, It's just our luck that we've got the tools for the job! HAHAH! I am untouchable!"

All you do is nod your head in response to what he was saying, all the while, trying your best not to laugh. You tighten your hold on the sword, preparing yourself to be attacked by the demon... Only for it to do a one eighty and run the opposite direction.

"WHAT?!" You yell in bafflement, not comprehending that the demon would even try to run away. After all, the other spider demon you encountered didn't run, it just threw you. So you decide to run after it, harshly throwing the sword at it so that the sword stuck itself into the demons back.

"Are you running away on me samurai!? You and that demon better come back here damnit! I will win!" Inosuke yells, following the demon when you start running after it.

"Win what?! And my name is Y/N!"

"I'm stronger than you, and I'll prove just that!"

"Were not competing Inos-" You stop once you realize that you don't actually know where the demon went.

"Whatever! Where the hell did that abomination go off to anyway!?"

"I don't know..." You reply, stopping when you feel Inosuke bump into you and fall on his knees. You looked at him, worried since you got to see just how severe his wounds were.

"Inosuke... Are you okay?"

"It's just a scratch, it doesn't hurt at all! It doesn't hurt and it's not a problem!"

You stay quiet as he stands up, but you note that even though he gave you that answer, it seemed like he was convincing himself of that. You would have to try and bandage up his wounds after the both of you killed the demon.

"I've had enough of this, it's time for us to sniff him out for good."

"Agreed." Was all you said, watching as Inosuke does his weird sniff growl thing, that was until you heard a clank and saw the sword that you had thrown into the demon. Wait, he wasn't in the tree was he? Was that demon for real?

"So there you are! You dumb playing bafoon! How high did you climb?! Bastard! You're gonna force me to try and use my head again huh?! I don't think so! I-"

"Shut up." Was all you said as you watched the demon, slowly picking up the dropped sword while you were at it. You were hearing some sort of sound emit from the demon, you didn't like it.

"Huh!? What did you say to me?! He's trembling with fear and dread at the mere sight of us so what's the big deal huh!"

"Shut up! Listen." You repeat, louder this time as you continue to watch the demon, not happy that it looks like it isn't trembling with fear, more like it's convolsing or even shedding. It sounded like sandpaper grating against a rock.

"What on Gods green earth?" You mumble to yourself, slowly backing away and still keeping an eye on the demon. It screeches and the skin falls off, letting out a much shinier and bigger version of him. It really did shed, how inconvenient.

"What the hell?! Did it just shed it's skin?!"

"Yep... That's what it looks like."

And now, the new and improved demon jumps down from the tree, landing directly in front of the two of you and you have no clue what to do. You can feel Inosuke shaking next to you and you were probably shaking as well. But when you notice that Inosuke dropped his hand that was holding his sword up, you felt like you had to do everything in your power to make sure he would be okay.

"I'm gonna die... This is the end."

"No."

Inosuke looks at you, not understanding why you suddenly said that.

"Inosuke... You are not gonna die!"

He just stares at you, not liking that you seem to be someone who cares about him. Why? He's barely known you, yet you almost acted like you cared about him.

"Well then... No way am I gonna lose to you samurai! My name is Inosuke Hashibira, of the demon slayer corp!"

"Hell yeah!" You yell, hyping him up. You stood your ground, pointing the sword that he lended you towards the demon alongside him.

"Give me the worst you've got you dirt bag!"

As excited as you were for him, you weren't sure he should have said that, especially since now he was flying through the air and hitting trees from one swing from the demon.

"Inosuke!" You yell, dodging a punch but still being affected by the wind and flying back with him.

When you do land, you run to dodge another attack. Inosuke on the other hand, uses his sword to cut it's neck, only for the sword to snap.

You try to catch Inosuke before he falls but the demon punches your stomach, making you hit a tree and cracking the base of it. You groan in pain, watching the demon grab Inosuke by the head. It's so strange, you don't remember the last time you had been so mad at something that didn't even care about you.

"I'll make sure you can never hurt my family again!" The demon growls out to Inosuke when he thrusts his sword in the demons chest as a last attempt. The demon immediately screeches when you suddenly appear, using the sword in your hand to get the demons throat. You only get it halfway through before it stopped, but you could care less, as long as you hurt him, it was okay.

"I'll make sure you never live again." You reply in a dark voice, actually scaring the demon as you put your feet on his shoulders and apply more pressure to it's neck. The demon drops Inosuke, grabbing your body instead in hopes to stop you. Unfortunately your hands were slipping and the demon was slowly but surely pulling you off, you almost sliced his entire neck off before the demon finally threw you, hitting a tree once again.

"Inosuke." You groan as the demon gets too close to him, and you can't move because of the hit you just took to your back. This wasn't fair... You didn't want him to die and you couldn't help him. You already knew you were internally bleeding and you probably had bruises everywhere.

"God... Please don't let him die." Was all you could pray out, trying to crawl your way over to him even though you knew you couldn't help. You would need someone to actually help you stand up to be of any use.

Oh... The demon suddenly doesn't have an arm. Good thing someone was faster than you, it seemed like. You look at the man who had suddenly showed up out of nowhere and silently analyze him, he seemed to be just some calm dude with a mismatched haori. He also seemed to be a demon slayer, and clearly, much stronger than the demon.

You saw the demon run to the man one moment and the next, the demon was cut from the neck, forearms, legs, and waist. How did that happen so quickly? You were fast but not that fast, at least you don't think so.

"Are you okay?" You ask, gaining Inosuke's attention as you try to stand up next to him, all tired and annoyed with life at the moment.

"Yeah..."

"Do you know that man?"

"No... Not at all."

So the two of you just stare at him, admiration apparent as he puts his sword in it's holster before looking back at the two of you with a rather blank stare. Finally you can stand up, a grunt escaping your voice since your back sucked right now.

"Thank you Sir, for helping us." You start, bowing your head in respect and unfortunately being far too weak to do so as you actually fall face first onto the ground... That was embarrassing.

"Ow." You mumble as you weakly push yourself back up with your hands and sit on your knees before using Inosuke's body to stand up again, which, probably wasn't a good thing.

The man nods his head in your direction, seemingly acknowledging your bow before just turning around and walking off.

"Hold on a second! Fight me Mr. Mismatched outfit! You beat a member of the twelve Kizuki! And now, right here, I'm gonna beat you! If I can manage that, that'll make me the most powerful of all!"

Wow... So he just wants to fight everyone new that he meets huh?

"... Twelve Kizuki? And stop that, he saved us. You can't fight him because you want to." You hoarsely state, lightly smacking his hand in an attempt to scold the wild boar but still keeping in account that he was severely injured.

"I have a better idea, go train more."

That's... kinda harsh and his voice sounded soft and stern at the same time. It almost scared you. But also, when are they supposed to train? Their all in the middle of some strange demon mountain attack.

"What'd you say to me!?"

"That wasn't one of the twelve Kizuki, could you not even tell that?" The man blatantly ask, slowly pulling out a bunch of rope from his haori... Why... Why did this dude have so much rope?

"Of course I could tell! For your information, it was Tanjiro who was saying it was one of them! I was just repeating what he said to me earlier! I know that amateur couldn't have been one of those guys."

"So you're blaming Tanjiro now?" You asks with a judgemental stare as you grab the sword that Inosuke lended to you. Your body hurt so much, but you weren't yet willing to give up. You wanted to make sure both Zenitsu and Tanjiro were okay, along with anyone else that needed help.

Wait... When did that dude tie up Inosuke to the tree?

"Hey, don't do that to me! Get back here!" He yells at the mismatched guy, trying to break free from the rope.

"If you are not aware of the state that you're body is in, then you shouldn't be fighting at all."

"What type of bull crap is that!?"

"He's right though, are you good?" You ask Inosuke, looking up at him as you start to see him thrash around.

"Stop asking me stuff like that! You're not any better! You got purple lines all over your body and you got thrown around a lot!"

"What are you talking about? I'm not hurt... Oh." You look down on your arms and hands to see the blue and slightly purple bruised lines you had on your arms with small scratches here and there. That was probably from when the demon spider got you stuck in the web and tightened them too tight. That meant you probably had them everywhere, and you had definitely destroyed the inside of your body.

Suddenly you feel two arms grabbing your midsection and you couldn't tell whether you liked it or not.

"Um sir, what are you doing?"

"I'm tying you up as well."

"Hold on, I can still help." You comment, trying to get out of his grasp even though you knew the man was right.

"No you can't, you are too injured to do anything."

"Yes I can, wait, let me go! What'll happen anyway? Why don't I have a say in what happens to me?"

You were kind of a hypocrite weren't you?

"I will not let you go or do anything of the sort, you will wait here until the Kakashi come by to assis-"

"No, no, no, nope, I don't want to be tied up! I can still help!" You keep protesting as you feel some rope replace where his hands were. That was until you slipped under it, falling and catching yourself before hitting the floor and pushing off with your hands under him.

"What the?" Was all he could say as he looked at the extra rope he had and then you running off with the sword. Absolute parkour master, a bit too calm for that title but oh well.

"Hey you idiot samurai! Come back! Don't leave me here!" Inosuke yells, growling and trying his best to get out of the wraps

"Sorry! I'll come back!" You breathlessly yell, running away since you knew you still needed to make sure that Zenitsu was okay, and Tanjiro. You haven't seen him all night. You would be so frustrated if they had died and you weren't there to at least try to help them. You guess you took this favor a bit too seriously from the old lady, at least you had a sword to use.

"A samurai?" The man asks the boar covered demon slayer as he looks to where you ran off.

"Yeah, they're a really cool samurai too! A luck samurai! Definitely stronger than you!"

Giyu already knew that wasn't the case, even so, he was slightly intrigued. Why were you here and what was with the boar dude calling you lucky? He let his guard down and you somehow escaped, however tracking you wouldn't be all that hard since you were slow, probably from the injuries.

"Luck samurai huh?" Giyu comments as he picks up the rope and walks off, following the direction that you ran into, not in any hurry though.

"WHAT'D YOU SAY?!"

"I said whatever."

"HUH!? I CAN'T HERE YOU! YOUR VOICE IS TOO SOFT AND YOU'RE WALKING TOO FAST!! I SAID HOLD YOUR HORSES! UNTIE THESE ROPES RIGHT NOW!! GET! ME!! DOWN!!!"

...

"Agh!" You yell out, grabbing your shoulder in pain as you run into someone who was running in the opposite direction. You didn't realize that your shoulder was bleeding.

Nor did you realize that you bumped into a demon who was carrying her own head, crying and trying to run away from someone, or something.

"Hey, wait just a moment." You call the demon, grabbing onto her head and pulling it out of the hands of the decapitated body.

"Wait! Please spare me! I beg you! I have to make my brother proud!"

You almost gave in from the sudden begging since it was something you weren't expecting, however if she was really dangerous, you have a feeling she would have killed you.

"It's okay, I won't kill you... Just tell me something and I'll let you go."

"... Okay."

"Have you seen a boy with a checkered haori and a scar on his forehead?"

She hesitated, already knowing that this kind person might die if they stumbled upon her brother, but she might aloo die if she didn't answer... It's too bad, she feared her brother more.

"Where I was running from, that's where you'll find him."

"Got it." Was all you said as you grabbed the head and set it on its body the right way.

"Thank you."

You just nodded your head towards the woman, however there was something so strange about the fact that she was just running away, as if she was scared in some way.

As quickly as you can be while also being quiet is how fast you were going, following the voices of two people, one of them you recognized was Tanjiro but you didn't know who the other one was. Guess you were about to find out.

"It's alright."

Well clearly it's not, though you don't know what the two are talking about just yet. And why does the demon sound so calm and almost kind, it was unnerving.

"You don't need to worry, I'm stronger than you. I will create a bond with her, one made out of terror. She'll know what happens when I'm defied."

Makes sense, people make bonds like that all the time, but it never a happy bond as far as you know. Slowly, you walk out into the clearing, quiet enough that both Tanjiro and the demon hadn't noticed you just yet. If you could get close enough behind the demon, you could behead him without being seen.

"I've had enough of you spouting this nonsense! Using fear to keep someone shackled to you isn't the bond of a family! And until you are able to figure that out, you'll never get what it is that you desire!" Tanjiro yells, pointing his broken sword at the demon before he notices you and has to restrain from reacting.

"So irritating, would you mind not shouting?"

'Wow, what a snobby demon' you thought.

"It's clear we don't agree."

"I'll never hand Nezuko to you."

"Very well, I'll just kill you."

"Not if I manage to cut your head off first."

"Now that's the spirit, I would love to see you try it. Let's see if you can take down a being like me, one of the twelve Kizuki."

Tanjiro tightens the grip on his sword, scared but still trying to stay as strong as possible. He watched you, nervous about your injuries and trying his best not to let any hints to the demon that you were behind him, hopefully you were strong enough to defeat a demon like that.

You on the other hand weren't really ready to fight one of the twelve Kizuki, you had just heard about them like ten minutes agoand not any time before. Just how strong were they?

"That stealy look in your eyes, I don't like it-"

"Well he's only got one pair of eyes doesn't he?" You ask out loud, immediately realizing your mistake and slamming the sword you had into the demons neck before he could let out some strange thread from his fingers. The face he made when he turned around was gross, as if he was disgusted with the fact that you thought you could kill him.

The sword went about halfway through his neck and it was quite annoying, it was like the neck had cheat codes to physics. Damn... You really thought you were about to get a stealth kill. You talk out loud way too much when you shouldn't. You cleared your throat, looking at Tanjiro and clearly feeling embarrassed before you look at the demon before you. Tanjiro was ready at any moment to run up and help, but he wasn't afraid to admit that he was kinda scared.

"Just... Who do you think you are? This has nothing to do with you so answer me, who are you?"

"Sorry to offend you... I'm not any one of consequence though." You state, still in a rather strange position. You had dodged the threads that he had thrown on you so you were in a weird sort of leaning back lunge, still holding onto the sword.

"I asked you a question, who are you?!"

"... Y/N... I am a samurai."

"... Samurai? I've never heard of such a thing. The audacity you have to lie to me, you're a demon slayer are you not?"

"Nope, just a samurai."

"What are you and this demon slayer plotting?"

"Well, good sir... To kill you I believe." You comment again with a small smile, almost immediately regretting it when he looks at you as if you were a threat to his democracy... Well communism would be a better was to describe it.

"Yeah? Don't tell me that you think you'll be able to defeat me?!"

The demon hits you in the stomach, hard enough that you fly back into a tree for like the third time, your poor back. However you took the sword with you so that was good for later. Next thing you know, strings are moving and Nezuko is flying. Is that Nezuko? It would make sense since you could tell that she was also a demon and Tanjiro's box was gone.

"That's annoying." You groan out, dodging the strings before landing onto the ground next to Tanjiro.

"Nezuko!" Tanjiro yells, watching as his sister lands in the other demons hands.

"Then it's settled, I'll be taking her. You understand your role now. You give her to me and disappear, the so called samurai has no role but to die, what a waste."

"Nothing is settled, she's staying with her brother." You remark, holding onto your sword and tensing up. This would definitely be difficult and you were already really tired from the previous fights and injuries. It would be a miracle if you could actually do anything.

"Damn it." Tanjiro whispers, his arms shaking as if he was scared, but it wasn't fear, it was anger, you would even go as far as to say rage.

"Calm down, you've been fighting a lot and you're injured."

"Calm down... Why do I need to calm down?"

"Because, I'm your good luck samurai so you don't have to worry as much. I'll make sure you and Nezuko don't die." You respond, pointing to yourself with a small smile. Tanjiro just looks at you for a moment, still frustrated at what was going on. He felt almost touched by your words but there was no way he wasn't going to worry as much.

"Okay."

"Good, le-"

"Let her go!" Tanjiro interrupts you, trying to get close to the demon. Since his sword was broken, it was going to be harder, however you're pretty sure that you can withstand the threads if you needed to since the big spider demon couldn't cut you with them before.

"Okay then.. Let her go!" You yell as loud as Tanjiro had before joining him.

"Did I not tell you that I'd spare your life in return for your obedience? In fact, I'll spare both you and the samurai if that's better."

"I'll spare my own life thank you very much! Nezuko, fight back with us!" You yell towards her, having a suspicious feeling that you and Tanjiro weren't going to get anywhere close to the demon at this rate. Nezuko almost immediately scratches the other's face and you found a way to get closer since it shocked him for a moment.

You get close enough to land another hit on his throat, this time only cutting the skin before you have to jump over an attack and go back. Wait, where the hell did Nezuko go? She was literally just there. You look up when you see some blood fall from higher up and when you do, you see Nezuko tied up by the threads, almost in the same situation that you were in with the man spider demon from before. You growled when you looked back at the demon, the threads didn't cut you before but it was cutting through her, it was probably really painful for her.

"Quiet down, this won't be enough to kill her, she's a demon. But it does appear that I'll have to teach her a lesson, I'm going to let her bleed for a while, if she can't learn to be obedient, I'll just leave her till daybreak, and then let her-" You stop the monologuing by throwing the sword, somehow, by some sort of luck, impaling it directly in his arm. Sooner or later he was just gonna kill you from how pissed off you were making him.

"How dare you?" The demon growled at you, pulling the sword out and throwing it on the ground beneath him. Damn, you shouldn't have thrown it, cause now you didn't have a weapon.

"I won't allow it! Let her go!!"

"Please, what idiotic people you are, so-"

"You like to hear yourself talk huh? As far as I'm concerned I could care less what you feel or what you're family problems are." You respond, frustrated at this demon already as you try to grab your sword so you could cut him but having to dodge more attacks. Tanjiro keeps running, slipping when the threads hit the ground around him. You on the other hand grab onto a cut down tree trunk, which was annoyingly heavy. You kinda feel bad for using Tanjiro as a sudden decoy but oh well.

"Now-" The demon starts, only to be stopped by a literal tree trunk hitting the back of his head. He groaned and quickly turned around to get a sword to his neck, going through until half way once again. Why couldn't you cut through this guys neck?! You were so persistent it was making him angry. You couldn't even let him talk.

"Stop it! You're so annoying! I can kill you y'know that?" He yells, throwing his threads around you only for you to dodge.

"Yeah, I suspected." You reply, trying to keep a straight face since you knew damn well that you were ruffling his feathers.

"Hm... I may be mistaken here, but the two of you think that if you actually get close enough, you can chop my head off completely don't you?

You watch as the demon approaches Tanjiro, you stepping right next to him so that you could protect him just in case, after all, he was bleeding a lot.

"Well... Then here, give it a shot."

And with that permission from the demon, both you and Tanjiro swing at the same time, having to fight two on one and still get your asses beat somehow. You get kicked to the floor and for a moment you can't actually get up.

Tanjiro finally gets a hit on the demon's neck, somehow not being able to cut through. That scared him, why didn't it cut through? Yours was able to cut through the skin at least. His attack didn't even do any damage. That's when the demon knees Tanjiro in the stomach and quite frankly, you wanted this demon to just croak and die already.

"Didn't I tell you, you have no chance against me, the both of-" Once again you interrupted him, actually grabbing his midsection before pulling him off the ground and slamming his head down in the dirt. It was so quick that he couldn't react and it was oh so inconvenient.

"QUIT IT! I'LL KILL YOU!" He screams out, flipping over and sending a bunch of spider web like threads your way.

"Y/N!" Tanjiro yells, suddenly scared that you might die from the hands of that demon, then he would really be angry. You couldn't dodge the attack so for a split second, you were actually just going to accept your fate. However, as luck would have it, apparently your skin is rough enough from training that it actually broke the web as soon as it touched you, shattered it into a bunch of different pieces.

"... Ow, that hurt."

The demon, Tanjiro and Nezuko were all surprised to see this. It was probably because it wasn't the same as the actual webs that were holding Nezuko but it looked like you had just taken it unaffected. How strong were you that an attack like that didn't kill you?

"... What type of witchcraft is this?" The demon mumbled, looking frazzled before vigorously shaking his head and making another web to hit you again. You didn't stay for that one though, you immediately moved out of the way whether you would break it or not.

"Ah... You're stronger than most, I'll give you credit for that... However, it won't help you defeat me."

"Um... What do you mean by that?" You ask the demon, gaining a small but evil smile from him.

"Well, just imagine how much stronger you could be, if you became a demon?"

Tanjiro couldn't believe his ears, He recruiting you. Oh no. You were definitely strong but there was no way that you would accept that right?

"Wait, you can become a demon? So you guys aren't naturally reoccurring, you're all just human hybrids?"

"... Sure... But that's not the point. Join me, become a demon with the twelve Kizuki and Lord Muzan. He'll be happy to have someone as strong as you become a demon."

Lord Muzan, the hell was that? Not someone you knew that's for sure.

"Absolutely not."

"Are you really sure? If you-"

"Shut up, I said no."

"Pardon?"

"No. N, O, bro. Be quiet, I don't want to hear your pale face trying to offer my humanity away. I'm fine right here."

"The audacity! You're vulgar insulting will get you killed!!" And with that you dodge just a few more attacks, grabbing a rock after you flip away and just throw it at him, hitting his chest. You don't know why you do the things you do to annoy others, after all, it's exhausting sometimes.

"Are you okay?" You quietly ask Tanjiro as you help him stand, completely ignoring the monologue that the demon was having about how strong his neck and threads were, however he was still looking at you, almost concerned that you were even near. You were a threat.

"Yeah..."

You watch as Nezuko starts straining from the webs and you quickly shake your head, quietly trying to tell her that that's a bad idea, cause there's a demon there that plans on kidnapping her.

"You're noisy, if you don't quiet down," He starts, tightening the threads around Nezuko before you throw another rock at him, doing literally nothing. He glares at you, clearly done with your bullshit, not like that's gonna stop him from punishing Nezuko.

Nezuko screams and all you want to do is find some way to help her, but your feet won't allow you to move at the moment.

"No! Stop that!" Tanjiro yells as he stands up.

"As of today, I'm her elder brother and I command that she cease that noise."

You lightly placed your hand on Tanjiro's shoulder in hopes to calm him down since he was seething with anger, however, you still had to be an ass and poke the bear did you not?

"You mean as of tonight? Y'know... Cause it's not morning and... You're a demon?"

He looks at you with a disgusted expression and you just have to laugh inside so that you don't die because for some reason, you really like screwing around with this demon.

"Come on." You mumble to Tanjiro, standing up with your sword after patting his shoulder. You were just as ready to fight and end this because clearly, you were already done, especially after he harmed Nezuko.

You and Tanjiro start fighting again, tired but angry enough that you both could still fight. You were kinda tired of this demon and you were sure that Tanjiro just wanted his sister back. Tanjiro actually cut the threads at one point and it made you think that there was actually a chance. Did he have some sort of water decoration with is attack too? Nice!

"Cool! Can I try!" You yell out, wanting to do the same.

"Yeah?!"

Quickly you run up to a couple of them, spinning around and trying to copy Tanjiro's breathing style before succeeding in cutting the threads. You may have still fallen on your face almost immediately after but you smiled in triumph nonetheless

"Aw, you two don't think these threads are at maximum strength do you?"

Oh no, what did he mean by that, and why were his hands getting red?!

Before you can even make a snarky remark or some sort of response, he makes some sort of enclosed red web around you and Tanjiro, it felt stronger than the rest and you weren't sure if either of you could survive this one.

"You two can die now, I have no use for you anymore, farewell."

There was nowhere for you to go. As soon as the threads started to touch you, they immediately broke skin, shredding your hands and arms that you had put in front of you to try and slow it down. Thank goodness Tanjiro found a way out somehow, cause it now looked like he had some sort of fire decoration. You'd have to figure out where he bought it from.

"Hahaha!" You laugh as you start jumping through the threads, being extra careful since these red ones could actually cut you. You could definitely feel the adrenaline of the fight going through you and you hoped that it stayed, at least until the fight is over. You focus on your breathing as much as possible, not being able to do anything that looked like cool fire or water but keeping up which was good. You were even able to cut a few of those threads with the sword, making you feel almost accomplished.

"Tanjiro, there's an opening!" You yell, being able to slide behind the demon, evading the threads and the sudden fire explosion that Nezuko make even though she was still stuck.

You flip around, pushing your sword on the opposite side of where Tanjiro's was. This was good, this meant that he couldn't escape.

"THE BOND BETWEEN NEZUKO AND I CANNOT BE SEVERED! NOT BY ANYONE!!"

You push as hard as you can, helping Tanjiro to finally cut off the demons head. The head drops back, going directly behind you and it's only when Tanjiro falls to the ground that you actually move, slowly looking around in post, I'm 'bout to die energy.

"Tanjiro... Are you okay?" You ask him, not daring to take a step yet since you would probably fall face first to the ground like before.

"Y-yeah." He mumbles, trying to stand back up.

When you do finally take a step, it's because Nezuko was starting to fall and running to go grab her was probably not the best idea. Especially since when you caught her, you immediately fell on your knees and heard a loud crack. Ow. What bone was that?

"Nezuko, we won, we did it!" He yells, trying to crawl his way over. You look down at Nezuko to see her breathing which meant that she was still alive, so you put her down and scooted yourself closer to Tanjiro to try and grab his hand.

Oh. Shit. Lord have mercy on your soul cause there was no damn way. You watched as the demons body slowly stood up and you didn't know what to do. You cut his head off with Tanjiro, so how was he even alive? You grab onto Tanjiro's hand, trying to drag him but even with your sitting position, you were too weak to move him fast enough. Not only that, Tanjiro could smell immediately when the demon stood up, the scent of blood getting stronger and not smelling like ash in any way.

"You two thought you defeated me, how sad for you. Did your delusion bring your a brief moment of joy? I cut my head off myself using my own threads before you two were able to do the job yourselves."

You were suddenly so heartbroken, right after being so happy that you survived with them. Now this was round two wasn't it? There was no way any of you would survive.

"Enough struggling, I'll kill both you, the samurai and your sister. I haven't been this incensed in a long time."

No, you weren't going to let that happen, even if you died in the process. You weren't going to let Tanjiro or Nezuko die. Though you couldn't deny that you felt terrible dragging Tanjiro farther away from the demon like some frightened prey. Tanjiro could barely get himself to crawl because of how tired he was.

"I wonder why you weren't burned to cinders in that explosion earlier? Me and my threads were the only thing set ablaze and I don't know if it relates to your sisters power. It has enraged me all the same."

"You're just sulking like a child, it's not like we killed you." You growl at the demon with a bit of sarcasm added. You don't know if this is a second wind that you felt like you could still move or if it's just luck, but you were as mad as him. You wanted that demon dead.

"I will carve you up without regret! Blood demon art, murderous eye basket!"

Eye basket? What type of blood demon art would be called that? And why was it even called blood demon art? Gross.

A whole bunch of the red threads pop up from under the ground, surrounding both you and Tanjiro and already you were committed to make sure Tanjiro wouldn't die. Maybe other demon slayers would come and help if you could stall this, you were able to do it before even though it put tiny cuts all over your hands.

"You'll get tired." You seeth, glaring at the demon with an intensity you didn't even know you had. You had to mentally prepare yourself for the pain you would feel, if no one came while you were holding off the threads, it would be able to actually cut through your body over time.

Right as you got hit by some of the strings, you almost yelled in pain. Though you were actually stopping it and the demon had to add even more pressure to push you down, you were bleeding from all the tiny cuts you gained from them. You cried out, frustrated that you weren't willing because at this rate, your hands were going to be ruined. All you could really do is put your body over Tanjiro's and pray that he and his sister would survive this.

Speaking of the devil, this is the second time you've prayed and the same guy showed up.

That guy just cut up all those webs at once. Now you owed him twice for saving your life, and you were jealous.

"Tanjiro... Somebody's here."

"Is it Zenitsu?"

"No... I don't know who he is." You reply with a saddened voice. You knew you should be happy but you didn't understand why you felt like crying. Maybe from relief, you don't know.

"You two did a good job holding out until I got back. Leave the rest to me."

You don't care to watch how he defeats this demon, you don't want to know, you never want to see the face of that demon again. Nor did you care about all the insults that he was throwing out about everyone being insects.

"Blood demon art, spiraling rotation!"

"Total concentration, eleventh form, dead calm."

"Eleventh form!?" Tanjiro yells out, apparently surprised by that even though it didn't mean anything to you. And just like that, an attack is evaded by the quiet man with no hesitation. Cutting off the head of the demon like it was nothing.

Slowly you stand up, holding out your hand so that Tanjiro could as well. You walk over to where Nezuko was, only to collapse and just lay there. Tanjiro does the exact same thing, holding his sister and then placing his hand on your back in a show of thankfulness.

"You're bleeding a lot." Tanjiro comments, looking at you with some worry. He wasn't sure what to do, especially now that you looked at least ten times worse from when the fight first started.

"Don't worry." Was all you said, watching the demons body walk towards the two of you before finally falling. You would be fine, you were sure, plus, you felt so numb that the pain wasn't getting to you. You probably damaged your senses when it comes to feeling things because you're pretty sure you can't even feel anything at all.

For some reason, when the body hits the ground, you feel a sudden feeling of dread in your heart. You don't know how to explain it because you should be happy that the demon was dead, and you were, but maybe because you felt pity for him. It was almost like you could see a small part of yourself in him and the way he acted. Maybe he thought that fear was the best way to keep people around him because no one else would stay with him. Who knows.

"I hope... That he had a good family when he was still a human." You mumble, getting Tanjiro's attention with what you said. The way you said it, was small and simple but meant so much, especially for a demon like that. You wished him well, even though he was your enemy and had no hesitation in trying to kill you. Tanjiro felt admiration for you, that and the fact that he could smell a scent of sadness coming from the demon, so Tanjiro understood.

He gently placed his hand on the bodies back and you watched, it was a kind gesture and you felt that maybe it would comfort the demon through death, even if he logically didn't deserve. You looked at his head, watching most of it already disintegrate and you sighed, at least it was over now.

Then Mr stoic and quiet guy had to come and ruin it, stepping on the clothes that the former demon was wearing when he was alive. You just sit up on your knees grabbing your sword and being careful to move since your entire body was damaged in some way.

"Don't waste your sympathy, it was a demon. The fact that it looked like a child makes no difference. It lived for decades, terrorizing our people." The man explains, still making you feel uneasy that he had to step on the clothes.

"If it's for the sake of avenging those who were killed, to make sure there are no more victims, I won't hesitate to bring down my blade on any demon's neck. But when it comes to those who felt despair and regret from their actions they took as a demon, I will never disrespect them!"

You lightly pat Tanjiro's back, hoping to calm him down since he started yelling. This must have been very important to him, as it was also kind of important to you. You would have cared more about it if you didn't feel so lightheaded and almost drunk.

"Because at one time or another, they were human, no different from me. So please don't step on his remains!"

You watch in-between Tanjiro and the man, barely paying attention to the staring contest they were having when you heard something move in the bushes. You turned to look and you saw nothing and you can't tell if the sound is in your head or real.

"There not hideous monsters at all, instead demons are hopeless creatures. Tragic creatures."

It's quiet for a moment and then you here it again, not liking it one bit as you wait some more. You wanted whatever you were hearing to leave or to come out already. As long as you weren't going crazy, you think you'll be fine. Nothing is said between anyone for quite some time, then you spoke because you felt uncomfortable with everything at the moment.

"Listen." You mumble, breaking the tension as the two stay quiet and keep their guard up. You wait and mere seconds later, a woman jumps out of the bushes to attack. You don't know who the target it but you hit your sword against hers, standing up way too fast for your own good when you suddenly feel like you might throw up. It seems that you were right about the noise and the man seemed to know that too, or maybe he knew who the woman was.

"Oh my." The woman comments, quickly flipping around and landing on her feet. You didn't know if she was expecting this or not but hopefully she wasn't mad. Oh wait, that was the woman who helped you with the poisoning earlier.

She went to attack again and you couldn't move fast enough, however it was good that the man was willing to help.

"Why would you get in my way Tomioka? And after you told me we could never be friends with demons."

Ah, that was the man's name, well now you knew.

"I have to say, this kind of thing, is exactly why no one likes you."

You look at the woman for a bit before looking at the man. He didn't look like no one liked him, he probably had a friend or maybe a lover, or at least some sort of parental figure in his life, if not now, at some point in his life right?

"Now then Tomioka, would you please move?" The woman starts, aiming her sword in the general area of where you were, your sword also aiming her way even though it was clear she didn't see you as a threat.

"I don't... I don't think I'm disliked."

You almost laughed a bit which turned into a cough, completely surprised that he was actually worried about that. That and the fact that someone should have told him he was disliked if no one liked him.

"Oh dear, I do apologize. You're only just hearing about this now then? I'm sorry, I didn't mean for you to find out this way."

There was another amount of silence that was laughable. Maybe it was because you were delirious that this conversation seemed funny to you, however it was definitely odd that's for sure.

"Boy?"

"Yes ma'am?!" Tanjiro replies, feeling on edge with the conversation that was taking place.

"What you're protecting there is actually a demon, so please move away before you get hurt."

You glare at the woman and back up, ready to protect the two still, even if your body disagreed with you. Now you completely understand why Zenitsu ran into the mountain for Nezuko, she's precious and helps as much as she can and you also want to make sure Tanjiro is okay because they've both worked so hard to survive.

"No, you're mistaken! Well, you're not mistaken, but she's my little sister, and that's why-"

"Oh my, is that really true?" The woman starts, covering her mouth and probably feeling bad for the predicament that he and his sister were in. Though you still weren't sure that you entirely trusted her... She would make a nice acquaintance.

"You poor thing. In that case, so she won't suffer, I'll use a gentle toxin in order to kill her."

She'll what?! Kinda crazy much?! And she didn't even stutter at all! What the hell?!

"Wait a moment." The woman adds on, looking at you with a strange glare before snapping your fingers.

"I helped you earlier tonight when you got poisoned, didn't I tell you to stay put so that you could rest? So how come you're here and far more injured than before? It's not good for your health and you aren't a demon slayer either right? So what's your connection with this?"

"I'm sure I also insisted on the same thing, you are too injured." Tomioka adds on just because he can, him and his annoyingly stoic self. You don't answer for a while, trying to clear the fog that was clogging your thought process. What was even worse though was that as soon as you tried to speak, a sudden gush of blood came out from your mouth and the next thing you know, you're choking and coughing on blood, probably from the internal bleeding. How embarrassing.

"... Y/N." Was all that Tanjiro could speak out, suddenly feeling guilty as he watches you throw up blood before you finally cough it all up and just try your best to breathe. He feels bad that you're this injured just by helping protect him and his sister, you really are good luck for them but he also wanted you to be okay.

"Oh no, that's not good at all. At this rate, you're recovery time will increase dramatically if you don't rest and you could actually die. I've never seen someone so beat up and somehow still standing, it's really okay to rest y'know? It's not good to lie to yourself and your body."

"Can you move at all? Even if it's difficult you need to go, take your sister and run." Tomioka states, not moving in the slightest since it seemed that Tomioka was preventing the other lady from attacking.

"Tomioka, thank you. I appreciate this!"

You look at Tanjiro for a moment, giving him a small nod since you decided that you would catch up with them soon. Hopefully you weren't going to croak and die because you felt like you could barely stand, let alone hold your sword up.

"Did you... Just break the rules of the corp?" She asks Tomioka, smiling even though it was clearly fake with the question. You don't move but instead hold your ground, you know that if she were to attack Tomioka, you were too weak to do anything and if she attacked you, you were probably dead.

"That's not good Tomioka and... Y/N? That's what the boy called you right? Really, I insist that you rest. My name is Kocho Shinobu, the insect Hashira... Do you know what a Hashira is?"

You just stare at the woman for quite some time, thinking that it's strange that she introduced herself again to you when she did it before. You just shake your head in response since you didn't want to speak all that much.

"I see, well in the demon slayer corp there are rankings, a Hashira is the highest rank for a demon slayer. The reason why we get higher in ranks is because we kill more demons, which in turn saves more lives. That's how you know someone has worked hard to protect others. So I'm sure you understand why I said that I would kill the boys sister. Because sooner or later, she will eat someone, so even though you're not a demon slayer, you should also not protect her."

You look at the woman with the same dull stare, not moving because of how dizzy you feel. Even Tomioka is a little worried about you being all broken and bloodied right next to him. If you had just let him tie you, you would have been a whole lot better off. You were just lucky that you had survived this long.

"I appreciate... That you helped me... But... I don't trust you."

"That's... Understandable actually." She smiles, moving her sword down to her side so that you weren't scared.

"I won't hold that against you. However, even if you protect her, we will still kill her. If not me, someone else. That's just the way we are in the demon slayer corp. Or the way we're supposed to be at least." She states, adding the last part specifically for Tomioka. But she smiles at you, seemingly amused by you and your choice of words. It seemed gentle, even though you couldn't tell if it was real or not.

You slowly nodded your head before deciding that it was time to move, turning around and running in the direction that Tanjiro and Nezuko went. You were good at running long periods of time and really fast when you weren't bleeding out of every orphisis of your body. But you were so you were definitely struggling right now.

Suddenly you trip and by some miracle, you land in a neatly placed pile of leaves, so thick that it didn't even feel like you hit the ground. So when you stand up, you feel a bit better, especially when you spot Tanjiro running with Nezuko still in his arms. You never really believed that you were such a a lucky person like everyone else believed you to be, but somehow things are going better than they should. You should have died at least five times over now, and the fact that you're more hyper aware of that is helping you be more cautious.

You immediately stop running when you see a shadow pass over you and when you look up, you see, well, basically a mini version of Shinobu, it was almost infuriating. She was really telling the truth when she said sooner or later they would kill Nezuko. How annoying. Well, not as long as you were alive.

"Tanjiro! Look out!" You yell, jumping down from a ledge that you were nearing that let you drop down to the same level that he was in, only to land wrong on your feet and fall to the ground with a thud. Tanjiro looked at you, only having a few seconds to react which didn't do him any good anyway. The girl jumped onto his back, getting him to drop his sister and fall into the ground.

The girl was quick, jumping off of Tanjiro's back to get to his sister, before he grabbed her haori and pulled her back away.

"Get out of here Nezuko! Run away as fast as you can! Don't get caught no matter what, hurry!"

You barely stood up from your fall, probably crying from how much pain your were feeling before. That was when you saw the girl kick Tanjiro on the top of his head to knock him out. As she jumped off of him, you immediately ran in the direction that Nezuko went, after all, she wasn't going to kill Tanjiro since they were both demon slayers.

You catch up to Nezuko, possibly scaring her since Tanjiro did tell her not to get caught. So you just follow her, watching Nezuko's back until the girl shows up. You and the girl's swords clash, surprising the girl since when she saw you yell to the boy and since you looked like you were in bad shape, she probably didn't think that you would help at all.

"I'm going to have to ask you to move." The girl states in a strangely monotone voice, like she didn't care whether you would listen or not.

"... Move? Nah... I will knock you out." You reply, glaring at the girl as you basically begin sword fighting with her, giving Nezuko enough time to get pretty far.

She tries to overpower you with the sword but it seems that you have better arm strength, so for her, kicking you is a much quicker option. Now you were behind and you weren't sure if you could even catch up, you felt like you might die on the spot.

When the girl raises her sword to kill Nezuko, she just shrinks all of a sudden, giving you just enough time to catch up and help defend. You and the girl keep fighting, you block her swings while she finds a way to kick or push you out of the way. If you weren't so injured, you would be able to keep up with her and fight easily, however you were in such pain, and you were so slow that you were just barely stopping her when she got close to Nezuko.

"CAW! CAW! ORDERS FROM THE MASTER!"

You see the girl suddenly jump back a few feet, noticing the crow that was flying around the three of them. Thank goodness because she had just backed you and Nezuko into a corner.

"TANJIRO, DRESSED IN A CHECKERED HAORI WITH A SCAR ON HIS FOREHEAD, NEZUKO, A DEMON GIRL WITH A BAMBOO MUZZLE, ARE TO BE TAKEN BACK TO HEADQUARTERS!"

You hear the crow but are too tired to raise your head to try to look at it, so instead you just look down at Nezuko since she's so much smaller than before. You weren't sure if you should talk to her in some way, or make sure she's okay, she looked okay.

"Are you Nezuko?" The girl asked, leaning down to be at the same eye level with her. Nezuko just nodded, not making any noise or movement other than that.

"Alright then, follow me." Was all she said as she started to walk off gaining a weird sound and a shake from Nezuko's head. Suddenly she walked closer to you and grabbed onto your leg since she was so small, and you wondered what she was trying to say. Maybe she wanted you to come with her, so you started to walk with her on your leg, following the other girl who was unbothered by it.

Soon, the three of you walk right back to where Tanjiro's body is, the box only a few steps away. The girl just stood while you slowly walked over to open the box.

"I assume you're with them?"

"... Yes, I am." You reply to the girl, waiting for something else to happen since you still haven't felt fully safe yet.

"Alright, you can come." Was all the girl said, walking off and not waiting for you to choose to follow or not. You looked between the box and then Nezuko who still hadn't gotten into it. You didn't want to just leave Tanjiro behind, however, you wouldn't be able to carry him even if you tried. You were too injured so you wouldn't be able to handle his weight, but you could handle Nezuko's in her box on your back.

"Nezuko... Do you mind... If I carry you?" You ask, pointing inside of the box since you would be the one carrying her on your back instead of her brother. She looked at you for a second before nodding and started fitting into the box, but not before lightly placing one of her hands on top of your head. You guess she wanted to give you a little head pat, or maybe she was saying thank you, you don't know.

Once she fully fits, you close the door of the box, struggling but succeeding to stand once you get the straps onto your back. You're pretty sure that after this, you'll probably retire from being a samurai ever again. However, you were definitely calming down from before, so you were feeling more pain but at least you could feel all of your limbs now. You follow the girl, walking down different paths before getting to an even bigger clearing with a bunch of people in fully covered black clothes with only their eyes showing. It was interesting and they seemed to be helping everyone that was injured.

"Stay here, they'll help you down the mountain." The girl comments with a small smile, politely bowing her head before walking away to go help with something else. Now it was just you and Nezuko in a box on your back. You stood for a moment, just watching all of the people move around before you actually decided to sit.

It was only then that you had noticed that you were basically back where you started, back in the place where the big spider was before. That meant the Zenitsu was probably around here somewhere but you couldn't bear to even stand up after you sat back down, you probably should have stayed standing. After a bit, a few of them come to you, immediately grabbing disinfectants and wraps for your cuts and some ice for your bruises from a box that kept it cool.

You even doze off a bit, every once in a while thanking the people that were helping you since you knew that they were pretty busy. When they take the box with Nezuko off of your back, you decide not to worry about it since they all seemed like nice people. One of them was even insisting on carrying you on some sort of bed that four people hold but you decide that you'll walk wherever they're going and rest when they get there. Since you could still stand, you didn't want them to carry you.

So off you all go into the early morning, the sun just now shining on an entire line of Kakashi and injured people that you're following. Unfortunately you were getting just a bit too far behind and it was rather annoying to keep up with them since your feet hurt so much. Apparently that's not too much of a problem when you got two Hashira that suddenly appear behind you. Guess they were taking their sweet time too.

"Oh, there you are. I would think that the others would have wrapped you up and kept you in one of the moving beds, why are you walking?"

You turn around to see both Shinobu and Tomioka behind you and once again, you find yourself not being able to speak for some time which made you feel embarrassed again.

"I wanted to walk... Because I still can."

"Oh dear, you only think that because of the adrenaline that's still going through your body. I can just tell by looking at you that you've broken your left kneecap, your right wrist and four ribs, there's also internal bleeding and much outward bruising. Not to mention all the cuts all over your body, your hands are severely cut up too."

You look at the woman, surprised even though it doesn't really show it in your face. Maybe you should have taken one of those beds, you just didn't like the idea of being carried when you could still walk.

"... Ah."

"... "Ah", That's all you can say? You're a strange one aren't you? Not that I mind since you seem to be pretty strong. What are you?"

"... I am a samurai."

"Really? How interesting. That makes a lot more sense as to why you're still walking, samurai are trained quite differently, trained to the death almost. So you have a lot of endurance with pain huh?"

You just nod your head, not really paying attention as you just walked along the path the Kakashi were using.

"Tomioka, would you do me a favor and carry Y/N? I genuinely think that this is a really close instance to death Y/N is experiencing with all of the blood loss."

"Alright." Tomioka responds, walking just a tad bit faster before gently grabbing your hand.

"Hm?" You feel him pick you up from under your shoulders and start to carry you. You were too weak to even try to move so it's not like you could do anything about it.

"Don't worry Y/N, I think that if you sleep at least a little on the way back, you'll feel better. Not only that, maybe you can help us with some questions we have. Is that alright with you?"

You look at Shinobu, nodding your head before closing your eyes from how exhausted you were. Guess that old lady was right about you gaining some clarity from this.

You weren't going to continue being a samurai, you weren't cut out for it if fighting demons was how the rest of you life was gonna be.

Based on @yu-huuuu incorrect demon slayer quote that they made. Thank you for allowing me to write this and sorry it took so long. I lied making this a lot, even though it's oh so so very long! Like thirty minutes long! I had so much fun though so I hope you enjoy.

[eashmo]

Bloodlust part 6

-Touch Her, I Dare You-

Warnings: angst and violence

A/n: picture by me. i rewrote this so many times its unreal.

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Slowly opening my eyes, i groaned in pain. my left eye felt swollen. my right eye, instantly mapping out the entire space. I was now in a chair, arms now bound behind me. The room looks like the attic of the creel house. 

“Shit.” I breathed out,  the house is on the other side of the town. 

"Welcome back, y/l/n." Jason says as he appears in my field of vision.

"What do you want, Carver?"

"I want you to suffer." he teases the tip of the knife against my cheek

"Suffers for what? Jason, if you don't let me out, i'll..."

"You'll what?" he laughs. "You're weak and useless."

i narrowed my eyes, growling.

"You know nothing about me, how about you untie me and fight me, unless you're afraid that a girl will kick your ass" i thrashed and tried to fight my way out of the tight rope, rubbing my wrist raw to the point they were bleeding.

i spit in his face. "You bitch!" he yells , slapping my face. grunting from impact, and then faced him.

"The only bitch I see here is you!" i hissed, despite my pain. "You're going to regret Kidnapping me."

"Shut your mouth!" Jason voice boomed. He slapped me harder. how much can someone withstand getting slapped? panting the pain was starting to get overwhelming. my vision was getting spotty again. he huffed and paced around me.

~B-Baby, can you hear me...I-i need you~ i hoped Eddie could hear me. my head lulled forward.

Jason gripped my hair, forcing me to look at him. this is starting to get annoying

“ Is that all you got, Carver?..... i've walked through hell and back before.... so try harder, " i was provoking him.

“i said Shut up you bitch.” He stabs me in the thigh and to make matters worse he also punches me in the stomach. I made a muffed scream. causing me to look down as i grit my teeth in pain.

~please baby, can you hear me?~ 

“Rise your fucking head and look at me freak.”

I didn’t raise my head. That only led to my chin being grabbed and yanked up. I winced.

“I don't know why Chrissy was your best friend. You are white trash filth”

“She was my best friend because she didn't care about status and being the queen of high school. Something that you will never understood" I sneered, this caused him to grip my chin tighter. 

"If only you knew something was torturing her within her mind, you could have saved her." i spat. i didn't even know until it was too late. Memories of her filled my mind. i'm sorry, Chrissy, i couldn't save you.

*small flash back*

Chrissy wanted to hang out with us after the game because she didn't feel like being with Jason and his drunk teammates. everything was fine until she started acting skiddish, and then all of a sudden, she was unresponsive and levitating, Eddie and I witnessed her life being taken. we ran, and since it happened at his trailer, he got the full blame.

*end of flash back*

"Your boyfriend killed her with his satanic powers"

i started laughing. "Eddie is innocent, that man couldn't hurt a fly," but now, he is going to kill you for touching me, I thought to myself.

“ You know what.... If you are so desperate of getting rid of Hawkins filth, why are you taking so long?” I teased him. His hands instantly gripped my throat. He flings me down. The impact made me gasp. He cut the rope around my waist that was attached to the chair. i rolled over and kicked him in the shin. When he fell, i kicked him in the jaw. he looked at me fury in his eyes as spit blood to the floor.

"shit."

"oh you're going to regret that bitch" he stalks over to me, i try to squirm away but he reached me and started to drag me across the attic by my feet.

~Eddie!~ I screamed in my thoughts. 

*Eddie pov*

there was something wrong. She was 2 hours late from her schedule shift. was she still working? or did she say she was doing something after work? suddenly heard her voice in my head

~B-baby, can you hear me?... i-i need you.~

~please baby, can you hear me.~

~Eddie!~ the fear in her voice sent a chill down my spin. i needed to find her. grabbing the walkie, i needed answers.

"Henderson, do you copy? it's Kas over." i used my new codename for the first time.

"i copy Kas, whats up." Dustin says.

"we have a code red, i think y/n is in trouble."

"WHAT?!"

"Just get everyone at our house now!" i screamed in the walkie.

everyone showed up at lightning speed.

"What happened? how do you know she's in trouble?" Robin says.

"The mind link she sounded in pain and afraid"

"Jesus Christ. she could be anywhere." Steve says.

"i can feel that she is still in this world, at least." i quickly say.

this sort of relaxed everyone. but Lucas looked terrified.

"um- i hope i'm wrong about this." he says.

"wrong about what, Sinclair?" i questioned.

"I- i think Jason kidnapped her."

"WHAT?!, i thought that Psychotic fucker was dead." i started to pace around the room.

"i wish that was true, but he was sent to prison when He got caught trying to kill me in the creel house. he got out this morning because of his fathers money."

"i'm going to kill him!" i yelled and threw a vase against the wall.

" Eddie, be calm, y/n needs you, we will find her." Nancy cautiously grabbed my arm, trying to calm me down.

" No, Wheeler, this is my fault since he thinks i just disappeared on her. she is the closest thing to linking her to her best friend murder. and since she's dating "a cult leader," he's going to hurt her more." i was getting more stressed. until i heard one word from her mind.

~creel!~

"i know where she is." i said as I threw the front door open, running full speed. when i got closer, i could smell blood..... her blood.

*Y/N POV*

I was being dragged towards the stairs. I managed to get free from his grip and raced down the stairs, almost making it the foyer. When he tackled me down. i couldn't brace myself from the impact to the floor. i began to cry from fear and pain.

~creel!~ i screamed, attempting to contact Eddie once more.

“you're not going anywhere.” He brings the knife to my throat. He raises it above his head and plunges it towards me, but before it made contact, he was ripped away from me. I can hear snarling and a familiar voice “touch her again. I dare you.” 

Jason was struggling against Eddie's grip on his neck.

“What the fuck.” Jason struggled to breath out when he noticed Eddie's fangs and crimson eyes.

"i told you my favorite monster has fangs." i mocked him.

Jason stabs Eddie in the side, which causes him to let go of him. Eddie started to laugh. Jason ran the short distance towards me and picked me up using me as a human shield, the knife at throat . This made Eddie freeze instantly. he growls, showing off his fangs.

“Stay away from us, freak. Your little slut is going to die first, then you.”

~be ready~ i say to him looking straight into his crimson eyes.

“I wouldn't provoke him more than you already have, you royally pissed him off by hurting me" I say as i whipped my head back connecting with his nose. i felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. Everything had been moving so fast before and now the time seemed too slow as i look down at my stomach. The knife was impaled in your stomach. Blood dripped down my skin, a dark red seeped onto my shirt. i fell to the floor.

I felt the air shift from Eddie moving so fast, and then a blood curdling scream was heard, and then there was silence, I looked up to see Jason splattering blood everywhere from his throat being ripped out. By Eddie's mouth.

His mouth was dripping with blood. He slowly moved his tongue across his teeth, savoring the copper taste. What blood he didn't savor dripped onto the space of bare chest between his leather and denim jacket.

Eddie rushed to me, Slicing the tight rope that bound my hands with his sharp nails that instantly grew out his normal dull nails. Once he removed the rope, he retracted them.

~ You came~ I didn't want to speak. I was too tired from experiencing abuse for hours.

“You called.” he said as he picked me up bridal style.

“Sorry for taking so long.” guilt riddled his voice.

~ It's ok baby, you're here now.~ I reached for his face and smiled when his head sank into my hand.

"Please, let's go home." I croaked.

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