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princessmisery666 · 14 days ago

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The Full Seresin Service - Part 2 of 3

Series Summary: You and Jake have been dancing around each other for a while. The Dagger Squad set it up so that the dancing stops, but a case of miscommunication could ruin it all.

Summary: The rules are set, the deal is made, and the Full Seresin Service begins. Nothing could possibly go wrong. Right?

Warnings/Genres/Troupes: Fluff, flirting, teasing, smut, miscommunication.

W/C: 5.2k

Characters: Unnamed female reader (you/she/her), Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin, Natasha ‘Phoenix’ Trace, Javy ‘Coyote’ Machado.

Pairing: Hangman x Female Reader. Phoenix x Coyote.

Notes: Reader has a call sign.

Beta(s): @deanwinchesterswitch - thanks for saving the smut section 😄 // all mistakes are mine. Special shoutout to @writercole

Graphics: made by me on Canva.

Master Lists: Series // Top Gun Maverick // Main

I do not give consent for this or any other of my works to be reposted/reworked or translated on to any other account or platform.

You take your bottle of wine and a glass to the room. Your credit card will not thank you, but you don't care right now. You need to drown your sordid thoughts of Jake dropping that fluffy white towel and showing you what’s beneath it.

While juggling the bottle, a glass, your phone, and book, you manage to slip the keycard in and elbow the door handle down, using your butt to open the door and shuffle into the room.

“Oh crap,” Jake grumbles.

He grabs his T-shirt from the end of the bed, but it's too late. You’ve seen it all, and it doesn’t help that he cups himself, the fabric of the shirt perfectly shapes his cock. He has to be doing it on purpose.

“Sorry,” you say, but don't bother turning around now that he’s partly covered up.

“What are you doing back here?” It’s more of an accusation than a question. “I saw you in the bar.”

“I didn’t feel like reading after all,” you say, walking further into the room and placing the bottle on the nightstand. “What are you doing back here?”

“I lost concentration too,” he says, “came back to change, was gonna work up a sweat in the gym.”

“You brought gym gear?”

“Like you didn’t.”

Urgh. You hate that he knows that you did. You never planned to do a full workout. After all, you're on vacation, but you’d have done some light cardio at least.

You backtrack, annoyed at yourself that you're predictable or that he knows you're better than you like. “And I didn’t say I lost concentration. I’m not that easily swayed.”

He snorts a chuckle, “Could’ve fooled me.” His cocky smirk spreads wide. “You can’t keep your eyes on my face.”

Of course, your eyes betray you, drifting down to his crotch and back up again. “Well, that’s because I’m not blind, and I saw everything and can still see it ‘cause you're holding it like a…a…dick.” You realize your mistake and quickly try to correct it. “I don’t mean a dick like a cock. I mean, you’re a dick!”

Jake laughs, an actual stomach laugh, and you do not take to being laughed at lightly. You grab a pillow from the bed and launch it at him. Naturally, Jake, being Jake, catches it with one hand and replaces the tee with the pillow.

“Better?” he asks smugly. “Now you can’t see it.”

“Whatever,” you sneer.

“That’s not a yes.”

“Jake,” you scold. “You promised you wouldn’t annoy me. And you’ve already annoyed me by letting Javy and Natasha set this whole thing up, so just stop, please.”

“Wait? Set what up?”

“Don’t play dumb ‘cause I know you’re not.”

“Pretend I am.”

“The whole fuckin’ dagger squad set it up so we’d team up and win to send us here to…” Your arms flail around, searching for the word, but it doesn’t help, and you drop them, defeated. “I don’t even know what.”

Geez. You hate how flustered he makes you. When you are face to face and not in a cockpit, you always have to be careful about what you say. You're always conscious of how he can misconstrue something or turn it into innuendo.

“Cosmo, I swear I didn’t know anything about that.” he pleads for you to believe him. “Coyote gave me the ice cream clue, but honestly, at the time, I thought he was playing me.”

“It doesn’t matter,” you say softly. “We’re here now, so can we just do what we said we’d do and stay out of each other’s way.”

“I will, I promise,” he states. “But I really need you to know I had no hand in setting this up. Us teaming up or winning, or you walking in here and seeing me naked ‘cause that’s disgusting, creep-level shit, and I swear it’s purely coincidence. Coyote texted me about you, and I needed an outlet, so I was going to work out, I swear.”

“Fuck,” you huff, “Coyote and Phoenix strike again. She texted me, and I needed to stop thinking about it, so I came back here to drink away my…”

“Feelings.”

“Thoughts.” You correct with an incredulous look. “I don’t have feelings for or about you, Hangman.”

“That’s bullshit,” he states. “You avoid being alone with me ‘cause you don’t trust yourself.”

Shit. He really does know you better than you thought. But you're saved by the bell, or rather the knock on the door. You walk to answer it and hear Jake moving around. You hope he’s dressing to go to the gym.

You take the ice bucket from the concierge and thank him before closing the door. So as not to get another peek at Jake, you keep your head down as you make your way back to the wine on the nightstand. You pour a glass and put the bottle in the ice. If Jake weren’t there, you’d probably swig from the bottle. You need to be done with the conversation and Jake.

“I’ll leave you alone,” he says sincerely. “If you answer me one thing.”

You gulp half a glass of wine and wipe your mouth with the back of your hand. “What?”

“Why are you resisting this?”

“Honestly,” you sigh, turning to face him. He’s pulled on a pair of boxer briefs but nothing else. It makes it slightly easier to talk to him. “I’m not a true member of the Dagger squad. You all have this deep bond I’ll never be a part of. I had to earn my place, and sometimes, I’m still an outsider.”

“That’s not true,” Jake argues. “You’re one of us. None of us ever think otherwise.”

“Maybe,” you shrug with a half smile. “But you have a reputation, Hangman. You’re not exactly the stable relationship kind of guy. A couple of weeks with someone is the most you can manage. I know if I gave in to you, you’d get a ‘atta boy’ and proud slaps on the back, but me, I’d lose the respect of our friends.”

“You mean the friends who set this up?” he asks.

He has a point, and he knows it too. You're silent for too long, and he slowly makes his way around the bed to stand in front of you. “You want this as much as I do. We make a good team. Scrap that. We’re the best team in the air. I wanna know if that translates to the ground, too. There’s something between us that each of us is trying to ignore and clearly failing miserably.”

You laugh lightly because he’s right. “There’s nothing but lust between us, Jake,” you counter. “We want what we can’t have, the low-hanging forbidden fruit.”

“Ouch,” he laughs.

“Don’t pretend you're not an easy lay,” you jest.

The dig of his promiscuity doesn’t deter him. He steps closer, his eyes soft and his tone sincere. “Give me a chance,” he suggests. “A weekend pass. We’ll keep it between you and me. We’ll eat the forbidden fruit, and it’ll be our secret.” he winks. “No one has to know.”

He’s right. Again. No one would need to know, and they’d have no way of finding out. Sure, Hangman could be a douche and tell them, but what proof would he have?

He’s already wearing you down, so there’s no need for the extra, “I promise I’ll make it the best weekend of your life. No-holds-barred. Full Jake Seresin service,” but it’s nice to know he’s committed.

“You know I’m seeing someone. Klay, remember him?”

“Please, that fizzled out a week ago for you,” he jeers. “You’ve seen him a total of three times in the last five weeks. Two of those were drinks at the Hard Deck, and I gave you a ride home. If I know you as well as I think I do, you’ve got a text saved in your notes telling him you don’t want to see him again. You're just waiting for the right time.”

You really need to put some distance between your personal and professional life.

“I have two conditions,” you say.

He nods, smile already morphing to an air of smugness. “Anything.”

“Whatever does or does not happen, we remain professional. It doesn’t affect our work.”

“Done.”

“No one knows anything,” you say sternly. “They can guess and speculate, but nothing is ever confirmed.”

“Done.” he holds his hand out for you to shake, but you have other ideas. Stepping into his personal space, you deliver a gentle kiss to his lips.

His reaction is immediate. It’s a flurry of caressing, groping, and clothing being removed. A hand cradles the back of your head, and the other finds purchase on your hip. The press of his flesh against yours is electric, and you shiver as his tongue sweeps over your bottom lip.

Jake moans as you open up to him, deepening the kiss. His hand slips to your ass cheek as he slowly shuffles you both toward the bed, pink lips now suckling on your neck. You laugh as you both tumble onto the mattress when he misjudges the distance. He’s quick to follow as you shuffle toward the headboard, his mouth latching onto a breast, and his tongue swirls over the taut nipple.

“F- fuck,” you whimper as you arch into him.

Sharp teeth gently graze the nub, and he mumbles, “You have beautiful tits,” as he shifts to suck the neglected nipple into the damp heat of his mouth. Jake’s hands rest on your hips as he knees closer between your legs. A hand replaces his mouth, kneading your breast as he sits up. “I’ve wanted you like this for a long time.”

“Well, now that you’ve got me, what’s your plan?” you snark, eyes mere slits as you stare up at his pretty face. The smirk you typically want to smack from his smug features is now inexplicably sexy as he pops a brow.

“Well, I was thinking maybe a little begging…”

The hard pinch to your pebbled bud contrasts with the soft brush of fingers up your thigh, and your walls clench as goosebumps race across your flesh.

“Maybe a little screaming.” Jake leans forward and presses a hand into the pillow next to your head as the other splays over your stomach, thumb lightly brushing your clit.

You tilt your hips, seeking friction, and he chuckles, shifting his hand up and away from where you need him. Refusing to give him what he wants so easily, you bite your lip to keep the plea locked away.

“Now, now, none of that. I want to hear you.” Jake nips at your bottom lip, pulling it from between your teeth. At the same time, he slips two fingers into your already slick heat, causing you to jerk and moan loudly. “There we go.”

Not wanting to give him the upper hand – you silently chuckle at the unintentional pun – you reach down and encircle his dick with a gentle squeeze.

The steady pump of his fingers falters as he growls, “Shit!” But he grasps your wrist to halt any movement on your part. “Nope. Not yet.”

“Jake,” you whine, dragging out his name. “That’s not fair.”

“I haven’t heard any begging yet.” The pressure of his grip increases, and he pulls his fingers from inside you, slowly licking each one clean as he stares you down.

You hate to admit how easily he got you worked up, but your body betrays you. You’re right on the precipice, and you want him to send you over the edge in the best way. Loosening your hold on his throbbing dick, you whimper, “Please…”

“What was that?” He releases your wrist, capturing your hand and entwining your fingers as he pushes them into the pillow above your head. “Do you need something?”

The smug smile is back, and you have reverted to wanting to slap it off his face, but instead, you give in and plead, “Please… please… I want you to make me come,” while plotting your revenge.

“That’s better.”

He squeezes your hand and swiftly pushes his fingers back inside you as his thumb circles your clit.

Jake is as adept with his hands in the bedroom as he is in the cockpit of a fighter jet. Within moments, you’re screaming his name, your free hand gripping the back of his neck, your inner muscles contracting tightly around the fingers pressed against that sweet spot.

“Damn,” Jake groans, “that’s so hot. But we’re just getting started.”

Jake struts into the bathroom and presses himself to your back, resting his chin on your shoulder. He smiles at your reflection in the mirror while you set your toiletries out on the countertop. He lived up to his reputation, and after a few rounds of him making you come with his tongue, fingers, and cock you decide to shower to give you both some time to recover.

“You're getting all clean just for me to make you dirty again,” Jake smirks, kissing your shoulder and scrapping it away with his teeth.

“You can get me as dirty as you like,” you say, “but I need to shower.”

“Seems like a waste, but okay.” he shrugs and holds up the room service menu. “Do you want more wine or water?”

“Both,” you chuckle, “we’re gonna need to hydrate.”

“Copy that,” he says before smacking your ass and walking back into the room to put the order in.

You overindulge in the shower because the water pressure is impressive, and the waterfall showerhead is calming. You also need a minute, or ten, to get yourself in check. The sex is phenomenal, but Jake has surprised you. Shockingly, he’s respectful, attentive, and not as selfish as you expected. He constantly checked in to make sure you were okay, and that you liked what he was doing, and though he rarely needed it, he asked for direction.

You recognize this is dangerous ground to be walking on, but it’s only a weekend, two nights of surrendering to your desires, and then it’s over. You can do this.

There’s little point in dressing again. Jake is sure to have you naked and moaning again soon enough, so once you’ve showered, you opt for a t-shirt and clean underwear - you need to be somewhat presentable when room service arrives.

You're pulling the garment over your head as you leave the bathroom, but you freeze as soon as your head is free.

Jake is standing beside the prepared table, wearing nothing but a smile and a white towel slung over his arm. The dimmed lights and the candles dotted around the room create dancing shadows on the walls. The table is set for two - silver serving trays with large round lids hiding the delicious-smelling delights beneath them, and a bottle of wine is cooling in the ice bucket. A single rose in a slim vase adorns the center of the table, with a small gift-wrapped box set in front of it.

“Jake,” you gasp, unable to hide the shock.

His smile is full of charm and pride at the reaction. “I told you,” he says, walking closer, “full Seresin service.”

“I’m getting more naked butler vibes,” you jest, accepting his offered hand and letting him lead you to the table.

He laughs, pulling out your chair, “Same thing.” Quickly, he rushes around to his side, picking up the gift and handing it to you as he sits down. “I swear I picked this up before the whole setup and sex thing. It‘s meant as a thank you for letting me join you.”

Intrigue has you ripping off the fancy bow and paper with perhaps too much enthusiasm. It’s a bottle of your favorite perfume, thoughtful, expensive, and unexpected.

“You said it was your favorite back at the store,” Jake explains.

“Thank you.”

It’s a lovely gesture, and though you don’t want to think about it, you can’t help but wonder how many women have been charmed by the Full Seresin Service. He clearly knows what you want, the romance of it all, but come Monday morning, this will all be a distant memory.

The following day is a blur of sex. Jake doesn’t hold back, and you each teach the other a thing or two. He takes a shower around four and has some kind of epiphany while seemingly enjoying the fancy shower because he exits with a wide grin and a burst of enthusiasm.

“Do what you need to get ready for a fancy event,” he says.

“What?” you question, watching him pull on sweats. “I didn’t pack anything to wear to a fancy event, Jake.”

“Trust me,” he says, sitting on the chair and slipping his sneakers on. “Take a shower, do your make-up, leave the rest to me.”

“Where’re you going?”

He grabs his wallet and phone, swipes the room key from the top of the dresser, and gives you a swift kiss. “Trust me,” he says again, leaning back to look at you. “I won’t be long, you’ve got an hour.”

He’s true to his word, and less than an hour later, he returns carrying three shopping bags and a proud smile.

You’ve applied light make-up and styled your hair, “You look good.” Jake compliments. “Here,” he hands you the largest bag and one of the smaller ones. “Take them in the bathroom, but don’t come out until I tell you.”

He’s far too excited, but you don’t protest his instructions, intrigued by what the big surprise is.

In the bathroom, you pull the garment out of the bag - a long, bronze, cowl-neck chiffon dress. It’s beautiful and undoubtedly expensive because he’s already removed the tags. There are strappy heels to match in the other bag.

You slip the dress on over your head, careful not to touch your hair, and it instantly makes you feel sexy. The fabric is soft, and the color looks good on you.

“Ready when you are,” Jake calls.

After putting the shoes on, you take a few extra moments to check your reflection, twisting left and right. It’s not the kind of dress you can wear underwear with, and you shuffle your panties off. Now, the gesture of the dress makes a little more sense. You assume there’s something in it for Jake, too.

Jake gasps as soon as you step out. “Wow.” his mouth remains in the O shape while you twirl for him. “Damn, you look… wow.”

You look him up and down - black suit pants, formal shoes, his shirt and jacket are the same bronze color as your dress. He looks edible, but before the drool can escape your mouth, he’s in your space.

His arms wrap around your waist, pulling you in close to him. He nips your ear. “Maybe we forget the rest of the plan, and I’ll just fuck you in this dress instead.”

“I mean, that is the deal,” you laugh, scrapping your nails down the nape of his neck, “but I’m intrigued about the rest of the plan.”

“Come on,” he grins, taking your hand and leading you out of the room.

The room is filled with joy. Everyone is smiling and happy, people chatting and dancing, eating the canapes being served by the wait staff. Jake feels giddy. He has no other word for it and brushes it off as the atmosphere in the room, but he knows better. It’s you, or rather the two of you.

It feels right. Like the last puzzle piece falling into place after months of trying to figure out the complex picture.

Jake senses you’re nervous, eyes darting around the room, sipping your drink too often. “Relax,” he says, placing a reassuring hand on the small of your back.

“How can I?” you ask, “we’re gate crashing a wedding.”

“Act like you belong,” he advises, “We look like we belong. Stop worrying.” He catches a server as they pass, grabs two fresh glasses of champagne from the tray, and hands you one. “To the bride and groom.”

“Whoever they are,” you toast.

Jake keeps his hand on the small of your back as you each watch the celebration for a while. It’s not only to assure you he’s there but also to make sure anyone looking, and he’s seen a few men looking, knows that you're with him.

“So, Jake,” you start, wistful and light as you turn your back to the room and focus on him. “Is this your end goal? Marriage? Kids? The whole nine yards?”

“Definitely,” he nods, “someday.”

You can’t hide your expression, even though you try by taking a delicate sip of your drink.

He cocks his brow. “Why does that shock you?”

“It doesn’t, not really. You're a family guy. I’ve seen that on family days and heard you call your sister, but” you grimace around in an apologetic tone, “you don’t exactly pick the settling-down types.”

“Ha,” he laughs. “Okay, that’s fair.” He sobers a little, mind reeling at the list of exes he knows you're aware of to have made that conclusion.

“You tend to go for the jealous, insecure, toxic type,” you explain. “And that’s not to say you’re not as toxic sometimes, but there’s a pattern.”

He scoffs in offense. “Wait a second, when have I been the toxic one?”

“Laura.” You say without hesitation. “You let her believe you and me were screwing because you wanted to break up with her.”

“No, no, no,” Jake corrects, “you got that all wrong. I did break up with her and she assumed it was because of you. That’s not my fault.”

“Did you explicitly tell her we weren’t sleeping together?”

He shrugs, laughing around the rim of his glass. “No, ‘cause I was too busy trying to sleep with you.”

You shake your head, rolling your eyes. “And Nicole?”

“Okay, yeah, she was just a crazy person.”

“I know!” you remember. “She threw a bottle at me in the Hard Deck. If it weren't for Nat’s cat-like reflexes, I’d have a scar right now.”

“That was some kung-fu master shit she pulled. I think that’s what made Coyote fall for her.”

“Don’t change the subject, Lieutenant,” you say. “What about Kate? I had to pretend to be your pregnant wife to get her to leave you alone.”

“Point made, toxic, jealous, and insecure.” he agrees. “I guess I’m not ready to settle down yet, so I keep making bad decisions.”

“Well, what’s one more?” you wink.

His heart skips, and he feels a little sick. You’re not a bad decision. In fact, you're probably the only good decision, women-wise, he’s made since he was a teenager.

You're the take-back-home type of girl. The kind of woman he’d proudly introduce to his family. Though the predecessors who had the privilege didn’t work out, he feels if it were to end the same with you, you’d forever be the ex that his family continued to invite to family functions, and his mom would sigh and tell him he’d lost a good one every time she saw you.

“You are not jealous, insecure, or toxic, Cosmo,” Jake says.

“Exactly,” you laugh. “So clearly not your type.”

He doesn’t correct you, even though you are absolutely wrong. “What about you?” Jake asks. “You want the whole nine yards?”

“I guess, with the right guy.” You finish your drink and put the empty glass on the table. “Okay, if we’re doing this,” you say, “let's do it right. Mr Seresin, may I have this dance?”

He accepts your offered hand and leads you to the dance floor. A few people give you odd looks, trying to place who you are, but it’s easily ignored.

Jake’s raging boner after one and a half slow songs and perhaps too much winding and grinding for a public place is not so easily ignored. “Let’s get out of here,” you whisper, and he gladly takes you back to the room.

The sex after the wedding was mind-blowing. Jake doesn’t know how, but every time, it gets better. He feels the butterflies in his stomach every time you touch him, casual touches, a brush of his hand, a lazy sleep-hazed kiss.

It’s Sunday afternoon, the last night, and Jake knows without a doubt that he’s not ready to let this go. It’s not just about the sex, which is fucking - excuse the pun - amazing, but it’s the intimacy of it all too.

You're different. In the confines of the hotel room, you're freer, shameless, and adventurous, revealing secrets that only make him want you more. The pillow talk is deep and meaningful and, at other times, fun and light. Both make him want to talk to you as much as fuck you.

He lies on the bed, watching you pack your suitcase. The items you won’t need in the morning. “Urgh,” you groan, “I hate packing.”

“Me too.”

“I wish I was that last-minute kinda person,” you say, folding a clean t-shirt and placing it neatly in the suitcase. You haven’t had much use for the clothes you packed.

Jake cocks his brow at you in the mirror, “You are wasting precious fuckin’ time.”

“I know,” you say with an apologetic grimace. “The weekend pass expires at midnight. But I can’t not do this.”

He laughs lightly, shuffling off the bed, and saunters over, slipping his arms around your waist while you organize your things. “Worth the price of admission?”

“Absolutely.” You smirk at his reflection in the mirror. “Ten out of ten. Would highly recommend.”

“Repeat customer?” he asks, sucking in a breath and holding it while he waits for your answer. He can laugh it off as a joke if the reply is negative, but he hopes it’s positive.

“I’ll leave the money on the dresser,” you squirm out of his embrace, turning to kiss his lips quickly. “Gigolo Jake.”

“I’ve been called worse,” he admits, delivering a harder kiss to your cheek. “I’m gonna take a shower.”

The shower is running, but he’s not under the spray. Instead, he’s naked, sitting on the cold closed toilet lid, texting Coyote.

He’s breaking the rules. He knows he is, but he needs to talk it through with someone because what he’s feeling is new and confusing.

<Hangman: I need you to promise me this stays between us. Not even Phoenix can know.

>Coyote: What’d you do now bro?

<Hangman: Promise me.

>Coyote: Promise.

<Hangman: I slept with her.

>Coyote: So?

<Hangman: Repeatedly.

>Coyote: I’m confused. Was it bad or something?

<Hangman: No. It was…

He struggles to find the word, and his cock twitches while his memory replays the last twenty-four hours.

<Hangman: Phenomenal. I wanna do it again and again and again.

>Coyote: 🤣🤣🤣. Sorry to tell you but that’s what happens when you like someone Jake. You go back for more.

<Hangman: Not me.

>Coyote: Except now you feelin’ some type of way and you’re freaking out.

<Hangman: YES! What the hell man?! It was supposed to be a one-and-done!

>Coyote: Man, I'm the wrong person to ask. I never meant for Nat and me to be a thing but now I can’t imagine not being with her.

<Hangman: Not helping.

>Coyote: Sorry bro. It is what it is now. Embrace it.

<Hangman: Embrace it how?

>Coyote: You could start by telling her you actually like her. Do some of that Seresin Speciality romance stuff.

<Hangman: She has a tattoo low on her hip, a fighter jet in the night sky. I swear there’s a H in the stars. I can’t stop looking at it. It’s like it’s meant to be.

>Coyote: Wow, you sound like you’re way below the hard deck.

He’s not wrong. Jake’s flying below a level that isn’t safe, and he can either pull the ejection handle or do some pilot shit and finish the mission.

>Coyote: Phoenix says she’s all for grand gestures and actions speaking louder than words.

<Hangman: 🙄way to keep a promise.

>Coyote: She can read too dude. Sorry.

<Hangman: I forgot you have your text size big enough to read from the moon.

>Phoenix: 🤣 He does! Now quit stalling. Go tell Cosmo you like her.

<Hangman: I might have an idea or two for a grand gesture. Thanks for the tip.

>Coyote: Hey I’m not straining my eyes and having to wear glasses and not being able to fly.

It probably would have been easier to start a group chat.

Jake decides not to reply. He’s wasting water. Setting his phone on the countertop, he steps into the shower.

He’s not ready to say goodbye to the weekend and go back to reality, and grand gestures should happen somewhere nice and memorable. He needs to set things in motion.

“Cosmo,” he calls out.

“Yeah,” you yell back.

He doesn’t want to scream it at you, so he asks, “Come here, will ya?” while he lathers his hair with shampoo.

He sticks his head out of the shower as you enter the bathroom. You chuckle, smiling as you swipe soap suds off his brow before they trickle into his eye. It’s a sweet and delicate touch, but it sends his heart racing.

He clears his throat. “You’re not scheduled to work till Friday, right?” he asks, though it’s unnecessary because he’s always aware of your schedule.

“Yeah,” you sigh. The reminder brings a touch of reality to the room.

He feels a wave of nerves but ignores them, hearing Coyote’s voice in his head, ‘Embrace it.’ “How about we stay a couple more nights? I’ll upgrade you to the Premium Seresin Package.”

You chuckle and look a little sheepish when you reply. “Um….yeah, okay. But the same rules apply.”

“Yeah, obviously. I wouldn’t want…”

His phone chiming interrupts, and simultaneously, you both look at the message preview.

>Coyote: Go chase that flying jet and make her see stars…

“Really?!” you scoff. “Couldn’t even make it back to base before you go shooting your mouth off! What happened to ‘no one has to know’?”

“Cosmo, wait,” he calls as you leave, slamming the door. As quickly as he can, he rinses the shampoo from his hair. “Shit!” There is no towel hanging up, and he has no choice but to exit naked and dripping wet.

You shove your feet into your sneakers, carry-on slung over your shoulder, suitcase zipped and ready to go. “I can’t believe I fell for your bullshit!”

“It wasn’t bullshit,” Jake says, grabbing your wrist to try and get you to slow down.

“Don’t touch me.” You snatch your arm away. “I can’t believe I trusted you, Hangman. I should’ve known you’d hang me out to dry, too!” You sneer, and the disgust in your expression breaks him a little.

He ignores the jab of hurt that stabs through him, trying again. “Cosmo, I swear it’s not what you think.”

You grab your suitcase handle and march toward the door, but Jake is closer, and he steps in your path.

He pleads, “Please let me explain.”

“Move.”

He doesn’t, and instead of asking again, you shove into his shoulder and drag your suitcase behind you. The wheels hit his toes. “Fuck!” he yells, hopping around on one leg, clutching his injured foot before falling onto the bed. “Don’t leave, please, Cosmo.”

But it’s too late. You're out the door and gone.

Part 3 - Didn't Know Then What I Know Now

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@writercole / @xoxabs88xox / @dempy / @atarmychick007 / @genius2025

@kmc1989 / @alipap3 / @emorychase

#hangman x reader #jake seresin x reader #top gun maverick #fic #tgm #fluff #tgm fic #top gun maverick fanfiction #jake hangman seresin #coyote #phoenix

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harunayuuka2060 · 9 months ago

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MC's sister: *has trouble breathing and couldn't move a single muscle*

MC: Are you feeling any discomfort? *holding the sleeping Liora in their arms*

MC's father and brother: ...

MC's father: MC... Please stop this. I'm certain your sister didn't know-

MC: Of course. Since you raised her to be an idiot.

MC's father: ...

MC: Father, you must let me punish her.

MC: Because if not, then I will let the Kingscholars take care of her.

MC: And you know what will happen after that.

MC's brother: Fair enough.

MC's brother: Let's go, father.

MC's father: But-

MC's brother: They will let her live. Don't worry.

MC's father: ...Very well.

*The two of them left the room*

MC: ...

MC's sister: ...

MC: How lucky you are that Liora is a transcendental like me.

MC: If he wasn't and ended up being killed for your foolish act,

MC: I would break the promise I made to your mother and destroy your heart.

MC: Which I created myself.

MC's sister: *has an expression of fear*

MC: Don't do anything like this again. Are we clear?

MC's sister: *puts every bit of her strength to nod*

MC: Good.

Falena's wife: You must be feeling awful.

MC's former attendant: My apologies, master... I should've been more careful... *in tears*

MC: It's alright. I was careless myself.

Falena's wife: ...

Falena's wife: *could tell that they're still furious*

Falena's wife: Should we call Leona?

MC: ...

MC: Yes.

Falena's wife: *smiles*

Leona: *hugs MC*

MC: I didn't ask you to hug me.

Leona: You're angry. You need one.

MC: ...

MC: It's obvious that you have never been affectionate towards anyone, Leona.

Leona: I know, I know. It's my first time and I'm still learning.

MC: ...

MC: *hugs him back*

Leona: *rubs their back to comfort them*

MC: I have never been scared, Leona. *gripping the back of his shirt*

Leona: ...

MC: *who had never cried in their life, is now in tears*

Leona: *tightens the hug*

Leona: ...

MC's sister: I'm really sorry... I-I didn't know what I was thinking that time...

Leona: ...

Leona: Oh. So you're calling it an 'Oops' situation?

Leona: Lady! You tried to endanger my son's life!

MC's sister: *crying* I am really sorry...

Leona: ...

Leona: MC might've already punished you, but as Liora's father, I won't turn a blind eye to this.

Leona: *stood up from his seat* After leaving this place today, you will no longer hold noble status, and I prohibit you from entering the Royal Palace or coming anywhere near my son and my spouse.

Leona: If you choose to defy me, I will not hesitate to reduce you to nothing but sand.

Leona: *is on his way back to MC when he receives a call from Kalim*

Leona: *answers it* Hello-

Kalim: *crying* LEONAAA!!! IS IT TRUE SOMETHING ALMOST HAPPENED TO LIORA?!!

Jamil: *in the background* Calm down, Kalim.

Leona: *sigh* Yes. How did you know?

Kalim: Ruggie told us! *sniffles* How could anyone do that to a precious baby?!

Leona: ...

Leona: Kalim.

Kalim: Yeah? *sniffles*

Leona: You should pay us a visit. MC will appreciate having support from their friends right now.

Kalim: O-Of course! Jamil and I will be there first thing tomorrow morning!

Leona: Thanks. See you tomorrow. *ends the call*

Leona: *has arrived at their room and sees MC holding Liora protectively in their arms while sleeping against the bed frame*

Leona: ...

Leona: *decides to approach them quietly*

Leona: *sits next to them* *putting an arm around their shoulder and pulling them slightly towards him, causing them to lean over to his side*

Leona: ...

MC: Do not stare at me like that.

Leona: !!!

Leona: You're awake?

MC: Yes. I could feel your stare digging holes in me.

Leona: Well, sorry for waking you up.

MC: It's fine. I was hoping you would.

Leona: ...

Leona: *has a faint blush on his cheeks*

#twisted wonderland #twst mc #twst leona #twst baby liora #twst kalim #twst jamil #twst divorced au

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kezzanza · 3 months ago

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What type of boyfriend do you think jude would be?

A/N: first of all, i literally love this ask bc i think of this every 5 business days so thanks for making me put it in writing :)

Jude seems like the guy that would pick you up in a million dollar car, take you to your favorite high-end restaurant and ask you to be his with delicate chocolate lettering on a dessert.

But that's not really him.

The day he asks you to be exclusive, he calls you over to his place under the guise of helping him learn to cook. You both make a mess in his kitchen as you attempt to make your favorite meal—at his request, of course. You're laughing at the sauce all over his apron when he looks over at you—undeniable fondness in his eyes. It's not words written by a chef or spelled out in balloons when he asks. It's Jude's hands cradling your face, his voice softly saying your name and asking: "will you be mine?"

He kisses you when you say yes and you feel like crying—the tender moment scraping your heart raw. Your relationship starts with tears and somehow, that aspect never leaves.

Mostly, it's happy tears. You tear up whenever you watch Jude lift up a trophy, knowing how much hard work he put in. You tear up when he brings you to award ceremonies, his blinding smile meeting yours from the stage.

Sometimes, it’s simply tears of sadness. You fight over Instagram likes, tabloid headlines and models in his DMs. The argument only ending once you started crying, Jude stopping mid sentence to embrace you in his arms.

He hates seeing you cry, especially when it's because of him.

It takes a few weeks, but not you had both grown past that—Jude keeping his likes and follows clean, you doing your part to ignore the media.

Still, even now when you knew it was all fake, you hated seeing articles with Jude and random pretty faces paired off with him. But the media's presence in Jude's life is just one of those things you had accepted.

There are other things about Jude that you came to terms with. His competitiveness would always mix into your relationship in the form of jealousy. He wouldn't get angry but he hated the way men would drag their eyes all over you. You always assured Jude there's no man you wanted how deeply and intensely you wanted him. On nights he was particularly tense, you would laugh and tell him women were doing the same to him—just more subtly.

That would only make him frustrated, which was what you wanted, because it made Jude fiery. Passionate. He made love like he played football, which is to say with intensity, stamina, and unyielding focus. Every touch deliberate. Every movement full of energy. Leaving you breathless and exhilarated, as if you were in the final moments of a thrilling game.

Jude is charming, talented and good looking, but that was just the surface. In reality, he is one of the most complex people you know.

He wears thousand dollar designer but nothing made him happier than your homemade gifts—the pottery you made for your six month anniversary, the scarf you knitted for his birthday, the scrapbook you put together just cause. His attention to detail when it comes to you is second to none. You told him your favorite flower once months ago, now your shared apartment never lacks the pretty petals.

But the thing about him that never fails to amaze you is how much love he has to give to the world. A young fan would never be denied a signature. A grandma would always get a kiss on the cheek. No matter how busy or tired he was, he always made time for others.

There's nobody that knew this more than you.

When he is traveling between cities or stuck in traffic, he calls just to hear your voice. On rare free weekends, he whisks you away to charming little towns and quiet villas.

You ask him once, "Me or football?", and your voice is more sincere than the humorous tone you intended.

Jude looks at you with eyes dripping honey and says, "You, always you. The game is my passion, but you're my heart and my everything."

#jude bellingham #kesswrites #jude bellingham headcanons

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mikaela-the-slut-expert · 11 months ago

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The God of Song's

Second Ascension

Xie Lian x M!Reader x Hua Cheng

Alright listen y'all. I'm adding a previous part to my first glance series. BECAUSE I really want my timeline to follow the novel's timeline and most of the lines follow the novel as well. I want the story to focus on my OC so obviously it'll be his pov. Be patient with me y'all 😭

The whole point of the part is just to give Y/n some depth? To explain partially my OC's background and abilities. Like I had to put some foundation for the ready bro.

Dúshé means poison laced tongue

Mûguô means bitch or whore

Míngqín means song bird

if you see the name Mei Li, just read it as Y/n I tried replacing them all but I'm blind

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Y/n is a rarity. An unnatural beauty with white hair. A being who uses his siren like vocals and imitation against others. A majority of heaven officials are wary of him and are diligent on keeping their distance. The reason being, he dips between both realms.

Y/n is a ghost, who ascended and became a god. That's why most people don't like him. He's strange and shouldn't possibly exist. A ghost who became a god? That's an anomaly. What could be worse than that? An anomaly that has power.

He's a god of the upper court and yet he doesn't have his own palace. He rejected it choosing to make his own domain in the mortal realm. Just like a ghost would. His reason being? It's closer to Xie Lian. Y/n having so much power as a god and a ghost, with the ability to wipe out a nation leaves the other officials anxious. They'd prefer if he was banished from the Heavens. Which he was. Even then 6,000 temples stayed up in his favor.

They have many names for him: Y/n, God of Song, dúshé, general, and even the name mûguô was passed around for a while. Only Xie Lian uses the nickname, míngqín.

He used to be a general for XianLe and an imperial guard for Xie Lian. They grew up together, along with Feng Xin and eventually Mu Qing. But everyone knows the stories. Mu Qing stopped following Xie Lian after his banishment and never spoke a good word of him again.

Feng Xin and Y/n however stayed loyal. They grew up together, and were banished together. And yet Feng Xin and Y/n grew apart. Feng Xin and Xie Lian grew apart. Leaving y/n with Xie Lian alone. A banished ghost and a banished prince.

So their wishes came true, but not forever. When the bell in the Heavens starts to toll and shake everyone is expecting to see a newcomer. They must be powerful with how hard the bell rings, surely?

The official's hopes were diminished when they saw the familiar silhouette of Y/n and Xie Lian. He ascended a second time!? And Xie Lian he...he...he fucking ascended a third time?!

Y/n looks much different his face hides behind a veil now. Only his striking blue eyes can be seen. He stands by Xie Lian's side as the other officials whisper. None of them notice the bell fall... Or as someone's golden palace gets ruined.

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Y/n stands next to Xie Lian while Ling Wen talks about his highness getting first place, for once. Of course for nothing good. Something about banishment but at least Xie Lian got 100 merits for it.

Y/n gets lost in thought and starts paying attention to his two birds, Wèizhī. It's supposed to be one, conjoined name but the twin birds liked the name for both of them. Yes Y/n has birds. While other gods have families as swords, or ghosts have butterflies. Y/n has his birds. They're Oriental Magpies and they represent Y/n perfectly. Both of them imitate others, and both of them sing.

Y/n's attention is brought back when Ling Wen points at a 'bell'. He looks over to the civil god with an arched brow. "Ling Wen I know you're tired but there's no bell up there", he says with a shrug

"There was a bell there. When general Li and his highness ascended you both caused quite the turmoil. Causing the bell to fall on a passing by heavenly official" she explains.

She points in another direction, "Do you see that golden palace?" Xie Lian smiles, "Ah yes I can."

"It was put up to replace an official's golden palace that was damaged from your ascension" and Xie Lian's smile falls into a nervous one.

"So we've offended many officials from the moment we arrived?" Xie Lian confirms

"If you can make amends maybe not"Ling Wen

Y/n places a hand on his hip and cocks it to the side, "How do we make amends then?"

"Easy, just pay eight million eight hundred eight thousand merits" Ling Wen adds, "Of course I know you both don't have a tenth of that amount."

Y/n gawks behind his veil. He groans and Xie Lian grins. ,"Please allow us to think about what we should do" he heaves a long sigh.

The two of them walk to the side and Mei Li watches Xie Lian crouch down in distraught. " A-Lian I can pay for it, half of it was my fault after all" you frown patting his head.

"Ah no that's not necessary, I'll find a way. So please don't waste your merits on me, míngqín." Míngqín, a nickname Xie Lian made for you long ago. You love it. Yes you are a songbird, and you're his songbird.

Y/n glances away, he'll pay for it when he gets the chance. Right now he'll stay by Xie Lian's side. "Oh we should probably find the array for the upper court. I don't have the password anymore." Xie Lian brings his fingers to his temple and Y/n does the same.

They search through multiple arrays, some even bet on how long they'll stay this time. When they finally find it someone whispers, "So his highness and his general are back?"

Xie Lian brightens when they finally find the array he's looking for, "Yes I'm back!" Y/n cocks his hip and doesn't answer.

The heavenly official chuckles languidly, "his highness and general /n caused a tremendous force this time, yes?"

Xie Lian rubs the back of his neck, "Ah well it wasn't so bad." Y/n crosses his arms.

Another official cuts in, "It wasn't so bad for his highness, but my luck isn't as good" While Xie Lian looks very sorry, Y/n doesn't.

It seems Xie Lian doesn't know who they're talking to but Y/n knows it's Mu Qing. He cocks his hip and Xie Lian thinks to himself, that one day Y/n might pop his hip out if he keeps up. "This one heard that General Xuan Zhen flicked it and the bell split in half though? Surely it didn't cause the great general much pain?" Y/n hums in fake sympathy and checks his nails.

They're interrupted by another official. Y/n sighs at this.

"Who the fuck knocked down my palace?! SHOW YOURSELF!" Y/n covers his ears as he recognizes Feng Xin.

Feng Xin and Mu Qing start bickering about something, Y/n looks over to Xie Lian. To see if he's doing okay with the familiar faces.

Xie Lian laughs nervously, "it was my fault I apologize, I didn't mean for it to get out of hand"

Mu Qing replies sarcastically, "Oh what a coincidence."

This upsets Y/n, he crosses his arms and sets a glare on Mu Qing. "Are you implying we did it on purpose as an act of revenge? General Xuan Zhen I thought you knew by now the world simply does not revolve around you. I think you want to be a victim." He spits. He refuses to sit here while Mu Qing slanders Xie Lian's name. Off to the side he can other people whisper dúshé.

Mu Qing scoffs, but Xie Lian cuts in, "I will try my best to compensate you, I apologize"

Y/n glares at Mu Qing's spot. The man glares back but he falls silent and invisible.

Xie Lian and Y/n leave the array afterwards.

Y/n frowns and plays with a piece of his long hair. "This one is sorry A-Lian, I just couldn't stay quiet"

Xie Lian waves a hand and smiles, "It's alright no need to apologize."

Ling Wen has invited Xie Lian and Y/n to the great hall so that's where they go. Y/n watches over Xie Lian's shoulder reading the scroll she gave them. Apparently they can earn merits if they solve this "ghost groom" issue.

Y/n hums, "We can do it A-Lian we've experienced worse"

Xie Lian nods, but looks back at Y/n nervously. "Yes but I also can't use any spiritual devices", "Then maybe it's better to get the help of some deputy generals?" Ling Wen adds.

"That's why I'm here, I'll gladly do the work for you-"

"But I don't want you to do all the work for me, I'll feel bad, so for my sake let's get help from some middle officials?" Xie Lian smiles nervously, of course he doesn't want to push Y/n. He does so much for Xie Lian already.

Y/n cocks his hip, and glances to the side "I suppose, but who will really come help?"

Xie Lian laughs, "Ah you're right. Ling Wen I'm afraid no one will willingly come to my aid"

She waves a hand though, "I'll get you some help don't worry". Then she goes into the array, and asks who could send two martial officials to help the emperor.

It probably would have worked too, if Mu Qing hadn't ruined it, "I heard the emperor isn't in the north at the moment. This help must be for his highness right?"

Ling Wen sighs, "You're always in the array these days General Xuan Zhen, congratulations you seem to have plenty of time."

"My hand is wounded, I'm currently nursing the injury." Mu Qing replies coyly

"Oh? You poor thing I didn't know it took a bell to take you out General" Y/n adds smugly.

They all leave the array once it's obvious no one is coming to help.

"It's alright A-Lian I don't mind doing it" Y/n hums softly running his hand over Xie Lian's arm.

"Yes, we're used to being alone so we'll leave it as is" he sighs.

"May heaven Officials give their blessings" Ling Wen says.

"No paths are bound!" Xie Lian replies and leaves in a dashing manner. Y/n follows him with a sigh. He has to make sure Xie Lian doesn't fall out of heaven.

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Okay guys. So if y'all have read this and the first glance series please tell me if you like it 😭🙏.

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#hualian #hualian x reader #tgcf headcanon #hua cheng x reader #tgcf #tgcf x male reader #tgcf xie lian #xie lian x reader #xie lian #tgcf hualian #tgcf hua cheng #hua cheng #mu qing

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its-elioo · 5 months ago

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Incorrect quotes Part 3 (RnM fanfic related)

Part 1, Part 2

Knock Out: I just can’t believe you would do this to me.

Rarity: I’m sorry, I had no idea…

Knock Out: It’s called a betrayal of trust. Does that mean anything to you?

Rarity: Of course it does. I didn’t mean to hurt you-

Knock Out: You don’t just get me a gift out of nowhere and I have nothing prepared for you! Now I look like a big old jerk!

Sideswipe: If your leg gets cut off, would it hurt?

Rainbow: Duh!

Sideswipe: How tho?

Rainbow: Cause your leg got cut off, foo.

Sideswipe: Where you gonna feel the pain?

Rainbow: In your le-…

Sideswipe: Exactly, bruh.

Sideswipe: How you gonna feel the pain—

Both: If your leg is gone!

Steeljaw: It’s really cute that you’re gonna defeat me with the “power of friendship” and all but again I am the devil from the bible so—

Sunset: You mf, you didn’t let me finish!

Steeljaw: Uh-huh, go ahead.

Sunset: I have all this power in my hands—

Steeljaw: Dadadadada— shut up, shut up, stfu- I’m the- I don’t care. I DO NOT CARE.

Predaking: Your existence is irritating.

Fluttershy: How so?

Predaking: Your presence is annoying, but the thought of anything bad happening to you upsets me.

Reporter: Hello miss, did you witness anything strange in the area?

Rainbow: Wha- witness?

Reporter: Yes.

Rainbow: Is this camera on?

Reporter: Yeah, we’re live!

Rainbow, trying to distract her while Sideswipe is slowly sneaking away: Ohhoh- Oh nah, I ain’t seen nothing. Ha, I ain’t seen nothing. Matter of fact, I’m blind in my left eye. And 43% blind in my right eye, I don’t see much of nothing. A matter of fact I can’t even see you, sir!

Pinkie: And if I run and leap at Smokey, he will most certainly catch me in his arms. COMING IN!

Smokescreen: NO WAIT- I’M HOLDING ENERGO- [drops it on the ground and catches her]

Rainbow: Giraffes, they can fight.

Sideswipe: You’re more afraid of a giraffe than a gorilla?

Rainbow: Hell yeah, I’m more scared of a giraffe than a gorilla.

Sideswipe: Imagine you’re in a zoo, you mean to tell me you’d rather fall into the gorilla pit?!

Rainbow: Yes.

Rainbow: How tall am I?

Sideswipe: 5.7

Rainbow: How tall is a giraffe?

Sideswipe: Probably like 12ft.

Rainbow: Exactly.

Sideswipe: How strong are you? Very weak and fragile. How strong is a gorilla?

Rainbow: I could talk to a gorilla—

Sideswipe: You’re gonna TALK TO HIM?!

Ultra Magnus: I’m not going to lie, Optimus. I’m a little scared of your daughter.

Optimus: Sunset? She wouldn’t hurt a fly.

Ultra Magnus: Well, that’s reassuring--

Optimus: She would kill a man, however.

Rarity: Why are there little handprints all over the walls?!

Wheeljack, whispering: Why are there little handprints all over the walls?

The CMC: Because we have little hands.

Wheeljack: Because they have little hands.

Bumblebee: What am I doing wrong?

Sunset: You want me to answer as a therapist or your friend?

Bumblebee: Friend.

Sunset: Go see a therapist.

Applejack: What do ya think Wheeljack will do for his distraction?

Bulkhead: Who knows? He’ll probably throw a rock or make a noise that’s what I w-

(a big explosion appears behind them)

Bulkhead: …or he could do that.

Twilight: Can I be frank with you guys?

Grimlock: Sure! But I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help.

Pinkie: Can I still be Pinkie?

Smokescreen: Shh, let Frank speak.

Ratchet: We call that a traumatic event.

Ratchet, turning to Rainbow: Not a ‘bruh moment’.

Ratchet, turning to Sunset: Not a ‘major L’.

Ratchet, turning to Sideswipe: And DEFINITELY not an ‘oof LMAO’!

Sideswipe: Maybe you shouldn’t pick fights with people bigger than you.

Rainbow: Then I wouldn’t get to fight anyone.

Twilight: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, guys?

Ratchet and Arcee: No.

Fixit: I do!

Twilight: I know, Fixit.

Fixit: I’m sad…

Twilight: I know, Fixit.

Pinkie: Never stop wishing Smokey and all of your dreams will come true!

Smokescreen: [sarcastically] Even the scary ones?

Pinkie: [laughs]

Pinkie: [seriously] Yes.

Strongarm: Why are Rainbow and Sideswipe sitting with their backs to each other?

Twilight: They had a fight.

Strongarm: Then why are they holding hands?

Twilight: They get sad when they fight.

Sunset: Watcha doing?

Bumblebee: Looking for my will to live.

Fluttershy: [walks in]

Bumblebee: Ah, there it is.

Rainbow, listening to the radio: I really like Eminem.

Sideswipe: I prefer Skittles.

Rainbow: No, like the rapper.

Sideswipe: Why would you eat the wrapper??

Predaking: I only had Fluttershy for a day and a half.

Predaking: But if anything happened to her, I would kill everyone on this planet and then myself.

Fluttershy: PLEASE DON’T—

Rarity: You know, not every problem can be solved with a sword.

Wheeljack: That's why I carry two swords.

Pinkie: That’s one of my biggest fears. Like, if I ever woke up as a donut...

Smokescreen: You would eat yourself?

Pinkie: I wouldn’t even question it.

Bumblebee: What are you doing?

Fluttershy: Cooking pancakes for the squirrels outside.

Bumblebee: …why are you cooking for the squirrels outside?

Fluttershy: Because they don’t know how to.

Sunset: What is it called when you kill a friend?

Bumblebee: Homicide.

Twilight: Murder.

Sideswipe and Rainbow: Homiecide.

#transformers #tfp #mlp #equestria girls #transformers prime #eqg #crossover #robots in disguise #robots and magic #incorrect quotes #crossover au #crossover fanfic #fanfic #au #mlp fim #my little pony #my little pony friendship is magic #hasbro

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bundoesnotcompete · 4 months ago

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Jing Yuan x Reader is platonic. Intense Violence in this one. No one has a good time but only one person really dies. Reader gets turned into an Abundance Abomination. Edited errors on 11/2/24

The Alchemy Commission was overran with abundance beasts and the mara-struck. The betrayal of head alchemist Fang Zhu was leaving nothing but devastation in its wake. The Cloud Knights were barely holding a defensive line against the rampant beasts. Fang Zhu had done something to make them stronger, faster, more deadly. The cloud knights could not use anything that would cause mass destruction, there were still too many civilians alive in all the rubble. Jing Yuan had arrived with Jingliu to disaster on the defensive lines. Due to it being the only line against the abundance, she was quick to take control.

"Commander Xu, order the men to hold key choke points. Do not spread the knights out more then they are." Her direct command to the commander had him scrambling to fill them. After arriving to the command tent she was quick to turn to Jing Yuan. "I know you are worried about them, but you will listen to me when i say this. It will do you no good to run in there blind." Jing Yuan opened his mouth to defend himself but was cut off. "Do not take that as me doubting you. We need to get this line established first, maybe then we can send a scouting parties in there."

A young Jing Yuan nodded his head, "Yes, Shifu. What do I need to do?" Jingliu looked just past her student to see Baiheng and Dan Feng arriving.

"For now, help Commander Xu set the lines straight. Once that is done come back to the Command tent, we will dicuss any plans from there." Jing Yuan nodded and took off to where Commander Xu was barking orders. He just hoped his sibiling was able to get away from Fang Zhu. Jingliu stormed into the command tent, she had a bad feeling about this.

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Being paralyzed was an unpleasent experience. The sudden betrayal of you shifu had taken you by surprise. Any attempt to defend yourself was useless, the paralyzing agent had been in the drink she had given you this morning. It had started out a wonderful day. You had said your goodbyes to your brother and parents before heading to the alchemy commision. Then, your shifu had gotten you one of your favorite drinks before you both headed for the labs. Once you started feeling weak and off though, you had asked to go home, a request she denied. Instead, she had you sit in a nearby chair. She had gotten you a water and everything went worse from there.

The abundance traps she had laid out that morning were quick to turn civilians and knights alike into mindless beasts. When you had finally awoke from your roofied drink, it was too late to stop your shifu from her plans. Not only had she given you another dose of paralytics, but she had something else in mind for you. The Foxian lady turned to you from where she had been mixing something. She looked down at your prone form and gave a motherly smile. As she put her concoction into a syringe, you were unable to surpress your fear, tears quietly streaming down you face.

"Oh, let's not do that now. My dear student you know I wouldn't do anything to hurt you. Don't cry or be afraid." She held the large syringe in her hand gently as she knelt beside you. Her soft, gentle hands caressed your face, the motherly smile never leaving her face. The distint sounds of battle were faintly heard from in the building. "Now my dearest, this will pinch. Don't worry, this will transcend you into a higher being. I know your scared, but all will be well." You could do nothing as she shoved the syringe into your throat. Firey hot pain coursed through you body as she injected her mixture and you quietly choked on your screams. The tears only falling harder from your eyes as the pain intesified.

In only a few short moments the mixture had destroyed the paralytics and you body and you were finally able to scream and writhe in pain. Thick antlers seemed to sprout from you skull and thick flowers grew from them. It seemed like you could hear and feel everything happening outside as the abdundance forces' minds seemed to link with your own. As you instinctively clawed at you chest to stop the main source of pain, you began to claw yourself open. Thick claw like nails had grown on your hands and in a futile attempt to stop the pain, you made it worse. As the pain only grew worse, you body began give out. Black dots had quickly taken your vision as you passed out.

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When you finally awoke it seemed like you were in a daze. Lashing out and killing anything that was near you. Fear was quickly overwhelming you. Why hasn't anyone come for you? Why hadn't Jing Yuan come for you? In a rational state of mind, you would've known that your brother couldn't just run into a battlefield to save you. You were terrified, your body didn't seem like you're own and the echoing of thousands of beings only added to your fear. They were scared too. Thick branches and trees took over buildings as you continued to rampage through the area. Footsteps ran behind you and you jerked around to see a Foxian woman. She looked relieved.

"There you are, oh I was so worried about you my disciple." Fear was quickly turning to rage, your recent memories cutting through the fog in your mind. She would pay for her betrayal and for what she did to you. You let her approach you and hug you. When you had buried your face into her neck, you bit down. The unnatural strength coursing through your body allowed you to hold her place as she fought and began to gurgle. In an angered state you ripped through her throat and shredded her with your claws like you were nothing more than an animal. Two sets of footsteps appeared bebind you and you dropped you former teacher's lifeless corpse on the ground, refusing to hug her anymore.

"Fuck, that's bad." As you turned, you saw the forms of two women. A white haired woman and a purple haired foxian woman. Something was screaming danger in you mind. You knew these women, why were you in danger? Distracted in your thoughts, you failed to notice the foxian woman readying her bow. The arrow shot through your eye and you held it, letting out a cry that seemed be a mixture between elk and human. Tearing out the arrow, you launched yourself at the pair with inhuman speed. Not matter what they threw at you, you kept regenerating. No matter what limb was cut off or where arrows pierced, you body kept regenerating. Jing Yuan wasn't coming for you, you knew you needed to fight.

"They aren't slowing down Jingliu!" The fox lady grunted mid sentence as she dodged your attacks, "What are we going to do?"

Boiling water hit you hard and you cried again. Two more people had joined the fight.

"Keep them distracted, we have to contain them!" Dan Feng had shouted as he joined the fight, Yingxing helping people from the nearby rubble. "We will freeze them. If they cannot be destroyed then we will have contain them!" More water continued to pelt you. The pain was unimaginable as you continured to grow trees and branches fighting the group. A fight that was tiring you. A familar voice rang out throughout the court yard you were fighting in.

"You have to stop fighting! Come to me! Your brother always has your back!" Jing Yuan's voice shouted to you. You faltered in you attacks and steps at the sound. He was here! He was finally here to protect you like he always did!

"What are you doing?" Jingliu's authoritive tone drug you back into the battle.

"Just trust me! Come here, I can help you." You turned to your brother's voice. Making the split second decision, you ran to him. Dodging any attacks you could, you flung yourself into your brother arms and hugged him. Tears falling down your face as he hugged you back. "Okay maybe not so tight that hurts." You loosening your grip and sobbed into him. Smearing blood and tears all over his armor. "Its okay, I've got you. Your safe with me."

"You are lucky they aren't feral right now. Are you insane?!" Jingliu's tone was scolding as she ran to you and your brother. Exhaustion was quickly taking you.

"Please don't leave me. You just now came for me. I don't want you to leave. Please. Please. Please. I'm so scared. Everything won't stop hurting." You begged your brother as your eyes began to droop. Your shaking didn't slow down. Your brother looked at you, baby-fat making him seem more childlike than he was acting. He was saying something to you, but you couldn't hear it as you went unconscious.

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In what would later be dubbed as the Alchemical Outbreak of Abundance, you were unwillingly turned into a abomination. Being completely unkillable by any known standards, the Xianzhou Alliance agrees to put you into a coma-like state by filling your prison with gas sedatives. Though you would wake from time to time, you would remain largely docile. Unless guards provoked you, you would not attack most beings. Instead, the prison was slowly turned into a garden due to your abundence powers leaking. You found peace in the garden you were creating.

Jing Yuan was often called to visit if you were not being docile. Sometimes you got lucky and he would be there a few hours after you would wake. Those days were few and far between with his ever increasing duties. Unlike him, you did not have the opportunity to grow up and you were forever trapped in the body of a sixteen year old. If the Alliance allowed you to practice control over you abundance, prehaps you would be able to age yourself. The new form you found yourself in had shattered your mental state and you often found yourself willing sleeping if it meant not facing what you were.

Things had stagnated for hundreds of years until Jing Yuan had brought a young boy to your prison. The boy had very obviously been afraid of your appearence. Jing Yuan had introduced him as Yanqing, his retainer. After that, Jing Yuan's visits became rarer, but when he did visit, he brought Yanqing with him. You didn't mind Yanqing and enjoyed his child-like enthusiasm, even if he did seem like he couldn't decide on if he was a boy or a man with the way he behaved.

You hadn't woken in a long time when you felt it. Something was messing with the Arbor.

The soft song it typically sang had turned into deep irratation and anger within your mind. It was beginning to drive you mad. You needed out of this prison just so you could silenced whatever was messing with the arbor. It didn't take long before you finally decided to break free from your prison. The guards who tried to stop you were quickly killed in your attempt to escape. It was time to make your way to the arbor. You didn't care who you had to maim in order to get there. It would be worth the silence you would get in return.

#hsr #honkai star rail x reader #jing yuan x reader #honkai star rail #jing yuan

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riveramorylunar · 9 months ago

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Pairings: Nemuri Kayama x Blind Reader

Warnings: just pure fluff, height difference, age difference (Reader's 20 and Nemuri's 28)

Pet Names/Nicknames: Darling, sweetheart & Nemmie

Word Count: 3,040

Nemuri Kayama was a well-known Pro Hero, also known as the R-Rated Hero, Midnight. With her dark purple hair and striking blue eyes, she would often catch the attention of those around her. She was taller than most of the female Pro-heroes at 6 feet tall. She exuded confidence and strength, making her a fan favorite among the citizens of Japan. She was the number 5 hero but worked as a teacher at U.A. high. Despite her fame and success, there was one thing that Nemuri longed for, love.... She had been in several relationships before, but none of them seemed to work out. She was starting to lose hope of ever finding true love.

Y/N, a 20 year old girl, who has been blind since birth. She lived in a world where quirks were the norm. But for her it was all just darkness. She was able to control the element Earth and it's sub elements like metal, lava and seismic sense as her quirk. Seismic sense was the ability to detect vibrations from the ground. She had learned to deal with her disability even if some people thought it was weird. She had also learned how to use her quirk to help her. Due to her blindness when she was in her hero outfit she would always wear a blindfold.

Y/N was a huge fan of Nemuri even if she couldn't see her. Y/N always listened to Midnight's interviews on the TV. Every time she heard the woman's voice on the TV she'd smile. She knew just by her voice that she was a beautiful soul. So when she got the opportunity to join a tour at U.A. High she immediately took that offer. Although she wasn't able to see with her eyes she could feel with her hands and feet. That's why Y/N never wears shoes because it keeps her from using her Seismic sense.

She was standing in front of U.A. High the next day waiting for the other people who were joining the tour when she heard a loud voice. "You're Y/N correct" a man said and Y/N nodded before holding her hand out. She felt the man's hand grab her's before shaking it. "Pleasure to meet the Blind Bandit I'm All Might by the way" the man said and Y/N's eyes widened in shock.

"REALLY" Y/N shouted and All Might nodded before laughing. "Yes that's me" he said and Y/N smiled before letting go of his hand. "You're an amazing hero especially with a disability like yours" All Might said and Y/N giggles softly. "I mean my quirk helps me get around and thank you. It's nice to hear it coming from a hero who I look up to" Y/N said before she heard footsteps coming up behind her meaning the rest of the tour group is here. "Keep working hard Y/N" All Might whispered out before greeting the others.

Y/N followed the others but stayed behind a bit running her hands along the walls of the high school. All Might stops in front of a shut door. "This is the teachers lounge" he says before the door to the teacher's lounge opens. "Oh All might who are these people" a female voice said and Y/N stopped walking immediately as she recognized the voice from all the interviews she has listened to. "Oh Kayama these few are taking a tour of the school. Did you forget that was today?" All Might asked and Nemuri let out an angelic laugh. "Guess I did.... You don't mind if I tag along do you. There's nothing to do" Nemuri sighed out and Y/N heard All laugh. "Of course not Kayama" All Might said before walking again and the others followed except for Y/N who was just standing there causing Nemuri to look over at her.

"Oh who might you be" Nemuri asked as she walked up to Y/N. "Oh um it's uh Y/N" she said and Nemuri smiled before holding her hand out. "It's a pleasure to meet a cute girl like you the names Nemuri Kayama or better known as Midnight the R- Rated Hero." She said realizing that Y/N isn't shaking her hand before tilting her head to the side. She just smiles before putting her hand down. "So Y/N tell me are you a Hero" Nemuri asked as she began walking beside Y/N. "Yeah I just became one. I'm the hero Blind Bandit" Y/N said and Nemuri's eyes widened in shock before she looked over to see Y/N's eyes were white. "Oh!! You're her" Nemuri shouted out and Y/N nodded. "Well damn for a new Hero you've made a good impression so far. You're gonna be an amazing hero that kids look up to if they haven't already" Nemuri said causing Y/N to blush slightly. "Oh thanks, you're not too bad yourself. I mean you're one of the top heroes after all" Y/N says rambling on and Nemuri laughs at Y/N's rambling and blushing face.

"Come on I'll give you a better tour. You don't want to hear Toshinori keep talking about the history of how this building was built do you" Nemuri whispered out and Y/N giggled. "How will you make the tour better" Y/N said and Nemuri let out a chuckle before smirking. Well I can show you all the secret rooms this school has and even the best spots to look at the scenery" Nemuri said and Y/N thought of you. "Secret Rooms" Y/N asks and Nemuri stopped. "Yes I mean I need to get away from the students and teachers sometimes plus they're amazing" Nemuri said and Y/M hummed. "Okay count me in" Y/N said and Nemuri grinned in excitement. "Perfect come along" Nemuri said before taking Y/N's hand causing Y/N to blush.

Y/N followed Nemuri through the halls of the school as Nemuri showed her all of the secret places that she has found over the past years. "I hope you don't mind me asking but um if you're the number 5 hero why are you teaching at a school instead of going out in the field and fighting villains" Y/N asked as the two sat down in the cafeteria to grab a quick snack from lunch rush. "Well my quirk doesn't really give me much to fight with it only makes people fall asleep" Nemuri said as she took a bite of her food. "That would actually be a total advantage. If there's like a whole group of villains you could easily take them all out by making them pass out" Y/N said and Nemuri let out a hum. "I guess you're right never really thought of that" Nemuri sighed out before she looked at Y/N.

Nemuri was admiring Y/N's features especially her white eyes, freckles and her piercings. "You know you're really beautiful Y/N" Nemuri said and Y/N gulped down her food before choking as she blushed. "T-thanks.... So are you" Y/N muttered out after taking a sip of water. "How do you know, you can't see me" Nemuri says as she continues to watch Y/N. Y/N turned her head to look at Nemuri before smiling. "I don't have to see you to know that you have a beautiful and kind soul" Y/N says and Nemuri blushes slightly at that. "Well aren't you a charmer" Nemuri muttered out as she looked away and Y/N smiled. "I'm just stating the truth" Y/N said and Nemuri looked back at her and smiled softly.

As the two sat there Nemuri got a great idea. "So you know how Valentine's Day is coming up right" Nemuri asked and Y/N nodded her head. "Would you like to be my date for the Valentine's U.A. high party" Nemuri Kayama asked and Y/N's eyes widened in shock before she felt her face heat up. "Oh um w-why me" Y/N questioned and Nemuri giggled before smiling as she placed her hand on top of Y/N's. "Because I think you're absolutely adorable and I also want to get to know you more and like you said to me it's not about how beautiful someone is it's about their kind soul and personality, and I want to know more about your kind soul and personality along with what your favorite things are" Nemuri said and saw Y/N's face turn even more red causing her to smirk. "So what do you say Y/N" Nemuri said as she continued to look at Y/N. "Um sure I guess I'll go with you" Y/N muttered out and Nemuri smirked before squeezing Y/N's hand. "Perfect you won't regret it" Nemuri said before bringing Y/N's hand up to her lips and kissing it causing Y/N to blush even more.

"Should we go finish the tour" Nemuri said before standing up before Y/N nodded and stood up as well. As she turned around she almost tripped over the chair next to her and Nemuri caught her before giggling m "Careful darling, you okay" Nemuri said and Y/N nodded. "Y-yeah sometimes I forget to turn my quirk back on after sitting down and I sometimes run into things or almost trip over things when I stand back up" Y/N said as she smiled in embarrassment. "No need to be embarrassed sweetheart" Nemuri said while touching Y/N's shoulder while smiling.

Y/N was standing in front of U.A. High waiting nervously as she tugged on her tie while waiting for Nemuri to show up when someone stopped beside her. “You look amazing Y/N” Hizashi said before continuing. “Trying to impress a certain dark purple haired woman,” Hizashi teased,causing Y/N’s face to flush. “Oh Hizashi stop teasing her” Y/N heard Nemuri say before she smiled. “Well don't you look gorgeous darling but your tie is a little messed up” Nemuri said before stepping forward and grabbing Y/N’s tie before fixing it. Nemuri was wearing a dark long red dress that had a slit up to her thigh. After Nemuri fixed the tie she tugged on it a little causing a squeak to come out of Y/N’s lips before she saw Y/N’s face heat up. Nemuri chuckled before pulling away. “Shall we go in Darling” Nemuri said and Y/N nodded. Nemuri interlocked her arm with Y/N’s before heading to the school as Hizashi followed behind them.

Nemuri and Y/N entered the school and the students greeted them. Some stared at the two with widened eyes and opened mouths as the two walked by. Although Nemuri was enjoying the attention she only liked one person's attention and that's Y/N even though they just met a month ago. “I can feel their stares” Y/N muttered out and Nemuri giggled softly. “Well of course you can, they're staring at you because you look absolutely stunning in that suit, plus you wear it better than them” Nemuri said, causing Y/N’s face to flush. Nemuri let out a low chuckle before wrapping her arm around Y/N’s waist and pulling her closer.

The two walked into the huge gym and Nemuri greeted some of the other teachers while introducing Y/N to them. “It's a pleasure to finally meet you Y/N, Kayama would not stop talking about you for the past month” Higari said, teasing Nemuri causing both her's and Y/N’s face to flush. “Oh Y/N dear it's nice to see you again” Chiyo said and Y/N smiled. “I would say it's nice to see you again as well Recovery girl but you know I can't see” Y/N said causing Chiyo to laugh before smiling. “Oh dear you always know how to make me laugh let's catch up shall we, you need to tell me all about your little adventure around the world” Chiyo said before grabbing River's hand and dragging her away from Nemuri who just stared dumbfounded. “Looks like the old lady took your date” Hizashi said and Shota slapped him while Nemuri glared at him.

Nemuri watched Y/N and Recovery Girl from across the gym as she sipped on her glass of wine. Nemuri couldn't keep her eyes off of Y/N. Her laugh, her smile, her eyes and her overall beauty. Nemuri was captivated by all of it. Nemuri was still a bit hesitant because this was the first time she actually felt this type of way about someone and she didn't want to ruin it by going too fast. “Kayama, what are you thinking about” someone asked, causing Nemuri to snap out of it before looking over to her two best friends Hizashi and Shouta. “Oh nothing really, don't worry about it” Nemuri said and the two looked at each other before looking back at Nemuri. Hizashi wrapped his arm around Nemuri's shoulder and leaned in. “We know you're lying, come on, is it about Y/N” Hizashi said and Nemuri frowned. Shota titled his head before looking over towards Recovery girl and Y/N. “You're in love with her aren't you” Shota asked and Nemuri's eyes widened in shock as her face flushes. Hizashi smirked at that before squeezing Nemuri's shoulder. “You are” Hizashi shouted and Nemuri glared at him. “Shut up damn it” Nemuri scolded him and he rolled his eyes before letting go of her.

“Seriously though Kayama tell us the truth” Shota said as he leaned against the table. Nemuri sighed before she looked back over to where Y/N was smiling softly at whatever Recovery girl was saying. “Yeah I do, but it's only been a month since we've known each other” Nemuri said before drinking the rest of her wine. “So what it's love at first sight then, there's nothing wrong about that” Hizashi said and Shota rolled his eyes. “I don't think she's worried about that Hizashi” Shota said and Hizashi looked at him. “She's clearly nervous” Shota said and Nemuri gave him a death glare. “I am not” Nemuri growled out causing Shota to smirk. “Then go ask her to dance with you” Shota challenged and Nemuri huffed.

Nemuri made her way across the gym and over to Recovery Girl and Y/N. She stopped and smiled at Recovery Girl. “Sorry to interrupt you two but I'm stealing my date back* Nemuri said before grabbing Y/N’s hand and dragging her to the middle of the gym where others were dancing. “Nemuri what's going on” Y/N said and Nemuri stopped before turning around and looking down at Y/N. “Would you dance with me” Nemuri asked and Y/N frowned. “Nemmie I'm blind remember” Y/N said and Nemuri rolled her eyes before yanking Y/N forward and wrapping one of her arms around her waist. “Oh I remember” Nemuri said before grabbing Y/N’s hand with her free hand. “So what if you're blind, just let me guide you through the dance, I promise to go slow and not let you trip” Nemuri said and Y/N sighed before nodding her head. “Alright I trust you” Y/N said, causing Nemuri to smile widely. “Thank you darling” Nemuri said.

Nemuri had guided Y/N through the dance and the music. Y/N followed every dance step Nemuri was doing with her quirk. “See you're doing an amazing job, you don't need to see to dance sweetheart” Nemuri said as she spun Y/N around before pulling her back against her. “And you're also a really good dancer better than everyone else here” Nemuri continued as she whispered into Y/N’s ear causing Y/N to blush.

“Come on let's get some fresh air” Nemuri whispered to Y/N before grabbing her hand and leading Y/N out of the packed gym and through the halls of the school before outside. After the two stepped out the spring air hit them and Y/N shivered slightly. Nemuri sat down on the steps and helped Y/N sit down as well. “I wish you could see the sky, it's really beautiful tonight” Nemuri said and Y/N smiled as she tilted her head back slightly. “I bet it is but I know for a fact it's not as beautiful as you are” Y/N muttered out before her face flushed slightly. Nemuri blushed slightly as she looked away from Y/N. The two stayed silent for a couple minutes until Y/N spoke up. “Why did you choose me as your date to the Valentine's Party” Y/N asked and Nemuri looked over at her.

Nemuri sighed before stroking her hair through her long dark purple hair. “I guess I should just tell you now” Nemuri said and Y/N tilted her head. “Tell me what” Y/N asked and she heard Nemuri sigh, causing her to reach out to grab Nemuri's hand. “I like you Y/N….. wait no no I don't like you I love you” Nemuri blurted out and Y/N’s eyes widened in shock as her face flushed again but more this time. “W-what “ Y/N stuttered out and Nemuri leaned in closer and cupped Y/N’s face. “I love you Y/N, I've loved you since we first met. I've never felt this way about anyone but you're different in a good way of course. Just something about you had drawn me towards you and I can't seem to get you out of my head” Nemuri admitted and Y/N was shocked causing her to stay quiet. “You don't have to say anything back I just wanted to get it out” Nemuri said before Y/N snapped out of her shock before smiling softly. “I love you too Nemmie” Y/N said and Nemuri let out a sigh of relief. “C-can I kiss you” Nemuri asked and Y/N nodded her head. “Yes” Y/N said and Nemuri leaned in and closed the gap between them and kissing her.

Taglist: @livin4theeradicator, @gaylorvader

#nemuri kayama x reader #midnight x reader #Nemuri Kayama #Midnight #mha midnight #nemmie my beloved midnight💜☄️#BNHA #MHA

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angelicjungwon · 1 year ago

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yang jungwon - love at first sight

plot: you were out with a few friends, enjoying your time at a christmas market when you locked eyes with the most beautiful man you have ever seen. he never left your mind until a few years later you two meet again, same location, same time.

tw: kinda cute? mentions alcohol, enhypen screaming at a cute plushie, jungwon being nervous.

an: i try to always write genderneutral !

word count: 907

it was a cold winter evening, the sun was nowhere to be seen, it was foggy and snowing. the perfect day for a christmas market. you and your friends decided to meet up around 6 p.m., to get some christmasy snacks before going on a little shopping spree.

you were holding your cup of hot cocoa, sipping on it peacefully while looking around, ignoring the conversations going on, as you were too blinded by the beautiful lights and the wonderful smell of candy and baked goods.

however, as you were looking through the crowds, your eyes met the ones of a handsome boy who seemed to be appreciating the scenery as much as you did. he smiled at you, you smiled back but quickly turned away has you felt your face heating up.

you didn‘t expect someone as cute as him to flash you a smile, suddenly feeling insecure about your outfit and the way you looked in general.

you shyly looked back around, him mid conversation, turning his head to face you again before smiling once more.

he was extremely gorgeous and in that moment all you wished for was for him to walk over and ask you for your number…

but sadly he didn‘t.

you lost him in the crowds of people and didn‘t get the chance to see him again..

(4 years later)

same place, almost all friends from four years ago, just a few new ones you met once you started university.

some things have changed of course. your hair looked a little different, your style has changed a lot, since you got older and started becoming more yourself.

and let‘s not forget that most of your friends were now standing here with alcohol in their hands, however you stayed true to your hot cocoa.

your eyes were roaming around the market, trying to find a food place to get a snack, as you were extremely hungry after a long day at uni and work, but your eyes came to a stop when they met with a familiar persons eyes.

he was already staring at you, probably trying to figure out whether it was you he has seen a few years back or not.

he flashed you a smile and you smiled back, your heart was skipping a beat once you realised it was the boy you have seen a couple years ago. the one who didn‘t leave your head.

„oh, who are you staring at?“ your friend asked, trying to follow where your gaze was landing. „the boy… the one i told you about…“ you muttered back. she pushed you forward, telling you to finally walk over and talk to him before you regret it once again but before you could even make a move, a male voice interrupted you.

„hi, uhm… i hope i‘m not bothering.“ you turned around to whom this angelic voice belonged to. he was so soft spoken, it made your heart melt.

„oh uhm.. no worries, how may i help you?“ you asked, suddenly speaking in your customer service voice.

„is it possible that we‘ve met a couple of years ago? your face seems familiar.“ he asked politely, making you nod. „yes, i remember you as well.“ you chuckled, feeling your cheeks heat up. suddenly it didn‘t feel cold outside anymore.

„i was wondering if i could maybe have your number. i hope it doesn‘t sound too bold, i just couldn‘t get you out of my hea- actually that sounds super creepy but what i‘m trying to say is, that i think you‘re really uhm… cute? sorry i have never done this before.“ he stuttered, causing you to flash a big smile at him. you‘ve never met someone as adorable.

„sure. and no worry, you don‘t sound weird or creepy, you didn‘t leave my mind either. i was hoping to meet you again.“ you replied as you handed him your phone so he could text himself.

you could see him blush slightly as he typed a message before handing it back to you.

„are you from around here? maybe we could meet up tomorrow for lunch? or coffee?“ he asked, now a little more confident.

„i live a couple blocks away, 10 minute walk from here. and i would love to!“ you replied, making him smile. „wonderful. i moved here the other week, a few minutes from here as well. i‘ll text you later okay? i have to get back to babysit my friends and make sure they don‘t do anything embarrassing.“ he smiled, pointing over to his group of friends who were screaming at a random object they found at one of the little shops. „maybe a little too late for that.“ he added before facepalming himself. „anyways, it was nice meeting you… oh my god i forgot to ask for your name…“ you chuckled as he looked at you in shock. „it‘s (y/n)! i suppose yours is jungwon, right?“ you asked and he nodded. „how do you know?“ he seemed a little confused. you showed him the name he put in your contacts as he gave you his number. „you know what… i‘ll leave now before i embarrass myself more.“ you giggled as you waved him goodbye and turned back to your friends.

„THAT WAS SO CUTE HE WAS SO NERVOUS OH MY GOD“ your friend squealed before jumping up and down while holding your hands. „stop he can still hear you oh my god…“

#enhypen imagines #enhypen oneshots #jungwon #jungwon imagines #jungwon imagine #jungwon oneshots #jungwon oneshot #jungwon headcanons #jungwon fluff

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apomaro-mellow · 2 years ago

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Part Two of the Newly Wed Game

A/N: includes some slight homophobia via Mike in the first scene and has a bonus deleted scene at the end!

They managed to catch Mike before he blabbed anything and explained to him that at the time, they had not been a couple. Mike was skeptical.

“Dude, I swear. Eddie and I didn’t start being a thing until like, that night”, Steve said.

“Okay...”, Mike finally relented. He was sitting on Eddie’s couch while the older boys stood in front of him.

“So listen Mike”, Eddie started. “I probably don’t have to say this but it’s really important you keep this a secret.”

“What? Why? If anything, everyone should know. Half of us are wondering when you’re gonna get back with my sister and the other half are rooting for Robin. This is finally going to end the debate.”

“Mike, people can’t know about us”, Steve said.

He still looked confused and Eddie rubbed his face in his hands. “Us. As in two guys.”

“Oh. Oh! But you guys aren’t-I mean you aren’t like-You guys aren’t gay, you can’t be.”

They looked at him like he was an idiot but Mike was right. Gay people weren’t like Steve or Eddie they were...well, Mike never had to describe it but...bad. They were the people on the news, not people in his town. And certainly not people he knew.

“Mike Wheeler. Listen to me when I say this cause I’m only saying this once”, Eddie said. “I’m a queer. Have been, always will be. Steve is a pretty new development but if this is gonna be a problem for you-”

“It’s just-! A lot”, Mike said. “I never thought you....Either of you...” He looked down at his lap, suddenly contemplative. “It could be anyone, right?”

“Yes”, Steve said before smiling at Eddie. “But the people we trust can’t be just anyone.”

Mike rolled his eyes. “We’ve been keeping government secrets for years. I’m not about to blab about your love life.”

“Well apparently you have been!” Steve threw up his arms, still frustrated that people wanted him back with Nancy.

“Your secret’s safe with me”, Mike promised. “But can I ask one thing?”

Eddie was prepared for all sorts of salacious things to come out of Mike’s mouth about their sex lives but of course, the kid had to surprise him again.

“Why Steve?”

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True to his word, Mike kept the secret. He didn’t even act all that different around them, which was also great. What did shock them and the rest of the group was when he and El broke up.

“What are the odds”, Steve brought up one day while detangling Eddie’s hair. “That he tries to be gay because of you?”

“I think you’re overexaggerating Mike’s admiration of me.”

“Eddie, I’m starting to fear one day he’s gonna steal your skin.”

Mike had already been growing his hair out longer and longer. These days he was resembling Eddie more than Nancy or Holly.

“I think Mike might be as straight as they come, Steve.”

“Oh like you’re so good at telling.”

“I-!” Eddie paused. “....was blinded by denial. And you?”

Steve’s hands stopped moving and Eddie tilted his head back to look at him.

“I uh...yeah I didn’t really...think about it, I guess....”

“You didn’t think about it? About me being into dudes or not? And yet you were grinding in my lap in the back of my van?”

“I wasn’t grinding you!”, Steve blushed. Although it was certainly a moot point considering what they’d done since then. “I guess I just thought, I don’t know that even if you weren’t into guys, you’d be into me.

Eddie turned completely at that, the springs of his mattress squeaking with the movement. “Stevie, baby, sweetheart, darlin’.”

“Oh god.” Steve covered his face with his hands. Right now he was wishing it was as long as Eddie’s so he could hide in it.

“Did you think your hotness was so mighty that it could transcend sexuality~?”

“Dude, I know how it sounds but-!”

“God I gotta tell Rob. Wait ‘til she h-” Eddie stopped and began to sober up. Because he couldn’t tell Robin.

Steve uncovered his face. “Eddie...I gotta tell Robin about us. Is that okay?”

“I was gonna ask you the same thing. Is it okay with you?” From Eddie’s perspective, Steve had more to lose. He was already the town pariah.

“Robin is safe”, Steve said. “Remember when we were drugged up by the Russians? She confided in me that she’s a supporter.”

“Hell of a thing to confess.”

“Yeah, well we talked about stupid shit too.”

“So you’re telling Robin?”, Eddie brought it back to the subject.

Steve nodded. He couldn’t believe he’d gone this long without telling her. And she was sure to give him hell when she found out.

And as it turned out, Hell: Presented by Robin Buckley turned out to be a full blown rant about how Steve just completely bypassed his sexuality crisis and jumped right into dating his soulmate while she was still chronically single. Anytime Steve tried to pipe up for any sort of argument, she jabbed a finger in his face and he shut up right quick.

“I mean, I knew the odds of me kissing a girl before you again were slim to none, but I wasn’t betting on boy. Jesus, I always found a way out of it for plays but you just go and lay one on Eddie like it’s nothing!”

With a final breath, she flopped against Steve and laid her head on his lap, exhausted from speaking non-stop for half an hour. Eddie was sitting next to Steve on the couch in the Harrington home, but was quickly getting jealous of Robin’s position.

“So you guys are serious?”

Steve beamed at Eddie. “Like a concussion.”

“Well, confetti for you two”, Robin said, fluttering her hands between their faces to simulate confetti and to also be annoying.

After that, it was a slow trickle of people finding out. First Steve absolutely had to tell Dustin. “The kid’s like my brother. And we told Mike, the douchiest of the bunch. Dustin will light my ass on fire if I don’t tell him.”

Eddie had to tell Wayne. “He already knows about me and he definitely told me to lock you down somehow.”

“I gotta tell Lucas. He’s a Cubs fan and that makes us blood.”

“Jeff saw me through my crisis and he thinks I might be relapsing into pining for guys outta my league. I gotta let him know there’s nothing to worry about.”

“Erica’s the only one of the Russian task force who doesn’t know. And I think we can trust that girl with anything.”

“Argyle and I were smokin’ and shootin’ the shit and he’s got some hunches about Will and I think maybe we should talk to him?”

Call it trust or call it being so in love you couldn’t help talking about the other person. But eventually everyone of their friends knew.

“Alright”, Mike started as the group cleaned up their D&D things so that they could set the table. “Now that everyone knows, can we talk about how weird it is?”

“How weird what is?”, Lucas asked.

“Steve and Eddie.”

“What’s wrong with Steve and Eddie?”, Dustin and Erica said in unison.

“Not like that! Jesus!”

“There’s kinda no other way to take it, man”, Lucas said.

“Don’t mind him”, Steve said, entering the room. “I’m just not up to his impossibly high standards to be dating Eddie.” He rounded to table to where his boyfriend was sitting at the head and set an open beer next to him.

“Well Steve, you may have been the king, but I am still the master.”

Steve leaned in close and whispered something and it only took the slightest change in Eddie’s expression for the kids to start groaning.

“Steve should be dating someone like...like Chris Hinkman”, Mike said.

Steve stood up straight. “Hinkman? That suck up in your bio class? I don’t date minors.”

Eddie couldn’t help the smile at the fact that Steve knew exactly who they were talking about, despite it being a freshman who he couldn’t have possibly known. He was just that attentive. “No, you’re just into dirty old men.”

While eating dinner, Dustin, ever the shit-stirrer, couldn’t help stirring up shit.

“I’m kinda curious now. Who do you think knows more about Steve? Robin or Eddie?”

There was a jumbled chorus of ‘Robin’s and ‘Eddie’s and the two in question issued challenging looks to each other.

“I’d say we probably contain...different knowledge on Steve”, Eddie said diplomatically.

“Is that your way of saying sex?”, Dustin asked.

“There are children present!”, Robin gestured to Erica.

“Yeah and she’d like to keep her appetite.”

Steve waved his fork at Eddie and Robin. “These two are like my left hand and my right hand. I don’t think I could be without either of them.”

Dustin pouted. “And what am I? Chopped liver?”

“Liver’s pretty appropriate, actually.”

Dustin threw his hands up. “You know what, I’ll take it.”

The dinner continued as usual. But a seed had been planted. One that would take root and grow until the final game to end all games.

Deleted scene A/N: This is during the bedroom scene and is kind of a fluffier more humorous scene before I remembered I wanted it to turn to them telling Robin and being a lil more serious. But I couldn’t get this scene outta my mind so here ya go!

Eddie turned completely at that, the springs of his mattress squeaking with the movement. “Stevie, baby, sweetheart, darlin’.”

“Oh god.” Steve covered his face with his hands. Right now he was wishing it was as long as Eddie’s so he could hide in it.

“Did you think your hotness was so mighty that it could transcend sexuality~?”

“I told you I only flirted with people who are into me. I just....” Steve dropped his hands and smiled at him. “I just knew somehow.”

“Somehow?”, Eddie grinned.

Steve’s embarrassment turned to something else as he smirked.

“Yeah. Like how I know you like listening to music when plotting your nerdy campaigns.” Steve tucked some hair behind Eddie’s ear. “Or how you have a special spot you like being scratched”, he said while doling out attention to that special spot on Eddie’s scalp.

Playing it up, Eddie thumped his foot like a spoiled pet.

“I think I know a few special spots of yours too”, he said before pushing Steve down onto the bed.

Part 4 END

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yourpalmalika · 1 year ago

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fire god liu/lao bittersweet drabble

ao3 link

rus version

***

Liu Kang liked meditating under the cherry blossom. It brought back memories.

And who is better to enjoy the memories with than an old friend? The old friend.

Kung Lao sat beside him in the lotus pose, not fully immersed in the meditation. Once in a while, he would scratch his nose or frown, soft petals tickling his face.

That was okay. Liu Kang's focus wasn't on meditation, either.

Just how amazing that was? Millenia after creating the universe, his best friend was with him again. Of course, this Kung Lao wasn't exactly his, Liu Kang always kept that in mind, but he was just as cocky, just as brave and just as loyal. His Kung Lao would have been looking in a mirror if they ever met.

His nose scrunched the same way his Kung Lao's did, and their laugh was the same, and their smile. They got mad at the same things, excited about the same things. And they both had a dependable friend by their side. The only thing Liu Kang had hoped they wouldn't share is fate.

The wind swirled around the two. A piece of paper fell into Kung Lao's open palm. He jerked and looked at it, a bright smile immediately shining on his face.

"What is it, Kung Lao?" Liu Kang tilted his head.

"A note from Raiden." Kung Lao said, unwrapping it. "You know, me and cherry blossoms are great friends. The petals carry messages to me. That's how I know everything."

The monk shrugged, as if saying: "if you don't want to believe me, then don't". But Liu Kang did. He was the one who told the blossoms about him, after all.

Kung Lao looked at the note and laughed, throwing his head back. Most curious. Liu Kang had never seen such bright, red flush cover his Kung Lao's face. Or was he simply not paying attention?

"Good news?" he asked.

"Oh, the best news," Kung Lao smirked. "I have to go. Thank you for inviting me to meditate with you."

Kung Lao stood up, dusted off and bowed, putting his hands together. Liu Kang stood up too.

"What did he say?" Liu Kang asked again, without thinking.

"That's something only I can know," Kung Lao unwrapped the paper and showed it to the Fire God. On it were a dozen symbols written in ink, none of which Liu Kang could recognize. "Me and Raiden have a secret language, and have had one since childhood. You know, so Madam Bo couldn't read it. I don't know why I'm telling you this—"

Liu Kang took the paper from his hand and gasped.

"Yes. We had that too; Bo Rai Cho wouldn't stop scolding us for it…" the smile on Liu Kang's face kept growing wider. "Incredible. But… It's not the one you and I, him and I had, is it? I can't— I can't understand it at all…"

Kung Lao took the note back.

"Of course you can't — that's the whole point! Now, I really have to go."

He started backing away slowly, impatient.

"Again, it was an honour—"

"No!" Liu Kang laughed and grabbed his shoulder. "What does it say?"

Liu Kang was smiling, but it took him a moment to realise Kung Lao wasn't.

Then it hit him.

Liu Kang's fingers were squeezing Kung Lao's arm with force Raiden has never put onto him. It was not a brotherly, playful gesture; it was a godly demand to stay in place. Liu Kang's eyes were not mischievous black sparkles; they were blinding stars plucked out of the sky. Liu Kang was eternal. Kung Lao never was.

"Lord Liu Kang," somehow, hearing this title from his lips was the worst. He was no Lord with Kung Lao. He was Liu. He was a "jerk". He was an "idiot". Never a Lord.

"You are all-seeing, of course, so no offense," Kung Lao continued, a slight smirk playing on his lips again. "But there should be secrets even you cannot know, don't you agree?"

Liu Kang nodded, smiling despite the agony this newfound truth caused him. He let go of Kung Lao. He always had to.

The warrior tipped his hat and went away. The God watched him leave. Kung Lao jumped from stone to stone like a little lamb, crossing the tiny stream that surrounded their meditation spot.

Sakura petals fell on Liu Kang's shoulders.

***

totally forgot to post this here! originally planned to do so on my main @yourpalmalika , but i'll just repost since i have more mk followers here.

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igotanidea · 2 years ago

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Date gone wrong : Jason Todd x plus-size fem!reader part 2

part 1

Y/N rushed out of the cave and back into her room with the speed no one would even dare to suspect her of having. Tim could barely keep up with her and he was the Robin. Much more trained than her. The second the girl reached her bedroom she fell onto the soft sheets groaning in frustration and the pillow did little to muffle it.

“Y/N….” Tim approached her slowly, not having enough courage to sit beside

“You know Tim, sometimes I hate your brothers.”

“Tell me about it. Dick and Jason can be a pain in the ass each but when they are together….” Tim shook his head, understanding her perfectly “for what it’s worth I’m sorry I started this.”

“Don’t be silly, it’s not your fault at all.”

“So….. you’re not sad? You acted pretty shaken out there. I mean, there are still signs of tears on your face.”

“Please” she rolled her eyes and propped herself on the elbow to face the middle Wayne. “It was an act. I was really hoping this would stop them from reading. You did not hear it from me, but tears are sometimes woman’s last resort. Most man get bemused with the sight of it and give up whatever reason caused them. Of course I should have known this wouldn’t work for your brothers.”

“Probably. But you know, it’s ok to be hurt. There is nothing wrong with it.” Tim finally sat on the bed next to his friend.

“I know. And I was. But it was long time ago, you know. I came to terms with the fact that I’m not the girl who can be the object of interests. And it’s fine. Or maybe not. I mean there are worse and better days, but I’m handling them. I’d rather focus on how I act and behave and my character than reminiscent all the hard words from the past.”

“Some people in this family could really take example from you.”

“Hush!” Y/N smiled and put a hand over Tim’s mouth “the walls have ears, let’s not give away any names.”

“As you wish. You know, Y/N, I know first handed that being laughed at, mocked and pointed because of who you are sucks. But the world is full of assholes and …. “ he hesitated

“What?”

“I can’t believe I’m gonna say it” Tim rubbed his forehead “but in this case the “fuck them” attitude helps. You just do your thing and people who are really worth a place in your life will appear. “

“How’s Bernard doing, Tim?”

“I… um…. What?”

“Oh, you are blushing. That is just so cute.”

“I’m not…. This is not about…..”

“Hey, relax. I’m the last one who will tease you about it. You two are really good together and you deserve all the best in the world Tim. Don’t worry about me. I’m….. good with my life. Especially since I have a friend like you.” she looked straight into his face “Thank you, Tim. You never fail to make me feel better.”

“Likewise, Y/N” Tim smirked, a crazy plan already forming inside his head “and speaking of friends, Bernard has one friend that I think you would like to meet and…..”

“Oh, damn it!”

***

“Remind me again, why did I agree to this?”

“Cause you could not resist my proposition.”

“Sure, if you can even call it proposition.” she hissed “blind double date. I can’t believe it. It’s like going back in time.”

“This time it will be so much better, I promise.”

“I trust you with this, Tim. But I don’t really have high hopes. I told you, I’m not Miss America, just the girl next door and that is not…..”

“Hush! Stop it! You look amazing and are a wonderful person and if you can’t see it yourself I’m gonna help you get to the point where you respect yourself and …..”

“Tim?”

“Yes?”

“Did you notice that our friendship is mostly based on assuring each other that we have value outside of work and the things we do? It’s like we are constantly trying to prove each other we deserve good things.”

“The difference is, you were a bit more successful with that than me.”

“Just a bit?” Y/N raised an eyebrow in disbelief

“Let me return the favor, Y/N. Let me …. Oh, there they are.” The boy turned towards the direction of two man walking across the street towards them.

“Hello Tim.” Bernard came closer and smiled at his boyfriend “Y/N.”

“Hey Bernard. Nice to see you again.”

“Been too long, right? Tim is always so secretive when it comes to his family it seems like I’m being left out. “

“I’m sure he told you enough to get me inside this situation.”

“Right.” Bernard chucked “speaking of that I’d like you to meet Tyler, Y/N. Where is ……?”

“I’m here, I’m here. Sorry, got an emergency call at the hospital and just could not …..”

“Tyler is a doctor!” Bernard interrupted the explanation “he’s very devoted to his work but thankfully, still made it on time. Tyler, this is Y/N, the girl I told you about.”

“Hello, miss Y/N. It’s truly a pleasure to meet you.”

“Um…. Thank you?” that was new for her. She was rather used to being judged for her curves and outlook, but this one here seemed like a really nice guy, who saw more than just the way she looked like.

“Bernard told me you work in tech industry?”

“Not exactly. I have wide knowledge on the subject but I write a column about it for a newspaper rather than invent anything myself and …..”

“With her brain she could be the best pioneer in the state…..”

“Tim!” Y/N hissed trying to make his stop

“But she refused an offer from the Wayne Enterprises saying this would be bad for her objectivity….”

“Really?” Tyler eyed her carefully and she involuntarily blushed under his gaze “This must have taken a hell lot of guts. Saying no to Wayne? I would love to hear more.”

“Shall we then?” Bernard took Tim’s arm and lead the way to the café the four friends were supposed to spend the evening.

*** meanwhile, at the batcave Jason was sitting in front of the computer searching for the information that would be of use to him.

“What the hell are you doing?” Dick finally got to him, relieved his younger brother did not do anything stupid or crazy. Yet.

“I told you, I’m going to make it right.”

“By trawling Y/N’s bad dates from three years ago?!”

“Yes.”

“And then what? Beat them to death? Jason, come on, are you completely insane?!”

“They made a grave mistake of making her feel bad about herself. A one-time mistake.”

“I wonder why are you more bothered by it than she was. If I didn’t know you, I would say you care about ….”

“what? no.” Jay snorted “I just like a good fight that’s it. And it’s enough of a reason.”

“Since when do you need reason, Jaybrid?” Dick smirked and Jason finally turned from the screen to face his brother.

“Drop it, Dickhead.”

“Ok, fine, relax, I’m just saying that maybe there’s more to it then you think….”

“No girl would be disrespected if I can do anything about it! It’s not about Y/n! It’s about making sure that women in this fucking city can feel safe and not abused by some shitheads like those guys she met with. After I’m done with them, they would never say a bad word about any female ever!”

“Calm down, Jay. You don’t know about them. Maybe they have changed? Maybe there’s no need to get this violent and …..”

“I hate your attitude, Grayson. Take a look at this.” Jason pointed towards the screen “I managed to locate seven of the men she wrote about…..”

“What?! How!? Please don’t tell me you dragged Babs into this mess?”

“I joined voluntarily. “ familiar sound of wheelchair echoed through the cave and a few seconds later Barbara Gordon herself came into view “Hi, Dick.”

“I can’t believe it. “ Dick shook his head “This must me some crazy dream. You two working together?!”

“He has a point with this safety for woman rhetoric. Not every girl can protect herself like me or Steph or Cass of even Y/N. So if that means some men have to be taught a lesson I’m more than glad to participate. “

“I can’t…..”

“Ekhem.” Jason coughed impatiently cutting the exchange of words between Dick and Babs “As I was saying we managed to find some information about those guys. Seems like your arguments of their change and becoming better fails here, Dickhead. Just take a look yourself.

Dick sighed deeply and involuntarily raised his head to examine the findings.

“Wait. This is what you found?!”

Photos and extracts of newspaper titles were gleaming on the screen. Some of them coveting the subject of girls being used and dragged into brothels, some other about violent men beating their girlfriends, other about murder attempts.

“I don; think that is anything new in Gotham, but fine. I’ll help you.”

“No one asked you to, Grayson! Stay out of my way!”

“I can’t let you lose, Jay. You will wreak havoc on them.”

“That’s the whole point!”

“This is not….. Wait, what is it?”

A chime on the screen got the attention of three people and much to their surprise a picture of Y/N in a café with some guy popped in.

“Um, Babs? What filer did you use for your search?”

“Y/N’s name, obviously.” Barbara shrugged

“And is that why we are now watching her in a real-time during her date?”

“Most probably.”

“Over my dead body!” Jason hissed “I’m not letting her get hurt again.” and with such words he run out of the cave, in his civil clothes, not caring about anyone or anything else.

“It’s not about her, my ass” Dick smirked

“Aren’t you going to stop him? You were dead set on it a minute ago.”

“Yeah, but situation has changed. If he does something crazy or stupid Y/N will put him in his place better than I ever could. “

***

“…. And that was when all came running back apologizing for leaving the kettle on.” Tyler ended the joke and Bernard, Tim and Y/N laughed loudly.

For the last hour, he showed himself as a really caring, funny and nice guy with a hell lot of interest and intelligence beyond average. The way he was talking and asking questions about Y/N made her feel both surprised and valued as a person. He did everything to make her feel good and freely in his presence and she liked that. A lot.

“Told you it would be nice” Tim whispered to her, when Tyler excused himself to get some more beverages “It seems like you are warming up to him.”

“Shut it!” Y/N blushed a bit “he’s just so different from all the guys I know and it’s nice.”

“Guess you owe me thanks.” Tim grinned

“We’ll see about that.” She smiled back

“Not my place to judge, Y/N, but it’s been a while since I saw you this happy so….?”

“Are you two talking about me behind my back?” Tyler came back and laughed seeing Tim and Y/N whispering to each other like two gossiping friends in high school

“Obviously.” Y/N kept her cool “all the worst things. I mean, you are so kind and nice, there’s got to be some skeleton in your closet. “

“How about we get out of here so I can show it you?”

“Oh, aren’t you moving fast forward?” despite her best efforts Y/N could not hide the little tremble in her voice

“I’m just kidding, Y/n, relax. Sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable.”

“It’s ok. Just …. Something from the past getting on the surface and clouding my judgement.”

“I’ll be sure not to trigger anything.” Tyler gently touched her hand and her eyes grew wide. That was a sign for Tim to get into action.

“I’ll take you on that offer to get out of here. It’s getting late anyway and we should head home. Busy day tomorrow, right Y/N?”

“What?” she needed a second to get back to reality. “Sure, sure. Busy day. We need to get ready.”

“Very well then. I’ll walk you home, Y/n.” Tyler stood up and once again reached an arm towards her and walking her out the café.

“Aren’t you staying at the manor, tonight? We might need your help with something……” Tim’s voice became a bit concerned.

“ Mhm. Sure, I’ll stay at the manor. From your question I assume you already got us a lift?”

“I did. It should be here soon. We just need to get to the usual picking point.”

“Picking point?” Tyler frowned, a bit confused and Bernard, who was already used to the bats and friends; terminology laughed.

“It’s the place where their driver pick them from” he explained “easy as it is.”

“All right then. I suppose this is goodbye for now?”

“For now?” Y/N asked

“I had a really nice time with you tonight, Y/N. I would love to see you again if you want to….”

“That… that would be nice. I guess. “

“I would call you, but I think it would be best to give you freedom in this area” God, why was he so nice “after all, it’s woman’s choice to give man a chance.” Once again he reached to her hand and with the gentlest of touches brought it to her lips and brushed his lips over it. At this point Y/N was close to fainting but before she could say a single word yelling of her name came from the other side of the street.

“Y/L/N!”

“Holy shit, what the fuck is he doing here? Tim!?”

“I have no idea, Y/N. I’m sorry. I’ll take care of it.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Drake. He’s going to eat you alive!”

“Wait. Who is this guy?” Tyler instinctively came in front of Y/N, covering her with his body “should we run away?”

“The real question is who the fuck are you and what are you doing with Y/L/N?!”

“Jay…..” Y/n’s voice was so cold that it would froze anyone else at the spot. Anyone but Jason Todd.

“Not a word Y/n.”

“Look, dude. I have no idea who you are, but you cannot just talk to her like that!” Tyler became way to defensive for his own good.

“Oh, really?! SO it happens, I am one of the people that protect woman in this city from the scumbags like you!”

“JASON!”

“I told you to keep quiet, Y/N. We are going home, now.”

“You are not the boss of me!” she yelled “I can go out with whoever I want!”

“Is that why you keep me out of your family?” Bernard leaned over to Tim and whispered in his ear.

“Mhm” Tim run a hand through his hair “guys, please don’t make a scene on the street. We all have good intentions here so how about we all calm down, huh?”

“You calm down, Drake. This is none of your business.”

“Actually…..”

“Tim’s right. Enough is enough. I’m sorry Tyler, I’m sorry you had to meet Jason like this. Apparently he is not himself today.” Y/N turned around to look straight into Jace’s face with mix of pain and reproach. “I guess someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today.”

“It’s not your fault, Y/n. I’m just sorry you are being treated like this. Call me?”

“Sure. I’ll call you” she smiled and with a single nod and murderous glance at Jason Tyler walked away chased by Bernard who already said his goodbyes to Tim.

“You really are gonna call him ?” Jason raised an eyebrow.”

“Shut up. Just shut the fuck up Jason Todd.” Y/N’s hissed in the most calm voice she could “get into the car, we’ll talk at the manor.”

***

The way home was the most awkward one ever. There was unusual silence, tones of cold stares and palpable electricity running between Jason and Y/N. The second they reached the destination Tim run away from any possible fight between those two, but being found by Dick and Babs who expected explanations of what happened made his attempt futile.

At the same time Jason and Y/N barely made it to the living room when he started his anger fit.

“What the hell were you thinking!?” he yelled “didn’t you learn anything from the past? From all those guys who made you suffer and depreciated you?!”

“Jason.”

“What?! Why?! Why are you doing it again?! I hate seeing you sad, you know it! And this is how its going to end up!”

“Huh! Like you care at all.”

“I care about your sense of humor. Last time you were feeling under the dog I was stuck with Dick’s dad joke and it was a total disaster.”

“Of course, selfish as always.”

“Were you expecting anything else?”

“No. “

“Ditch this guy before he breaks you like everyone else before!”

“Fuck you, Jace! Tyler is a nice one, unlike many others I knew or…. know.” their gazes met and the fury and ice in her eyes made him shiver. Was that how she was seeing him? “And if it wasn’t for your interference I might actually have a chance with him. But now, he saw your worst side and maybe…. Maybe that will make him back off.”

“He’s not worth your time.”

“Then who is, Jace?! And why the hell are you interested in my love life all of a sudden? What is your problem, here? Tell me the truth.”

“I told you the truth!”

“Bullshit! You got a tell and I know you are hiding something! So what the fuck is this!”

“I want to protect you!”

“Pro…. Protect me?” she stuttered “from what?”

“The pain. The disappointment. All the bad feelings.”

“Jason” she sighed deeply, becoming calm “come here” Y/n patted a spot next to her on the couch “come on.” He approached her carefully “look at me. I don’t need you to protect me, all right? I’ve spend half of my life in a glass cage created by my parents. The walls of it being all the good intentions. Starting from you know nothing about life, you won’t make it on your own, we are trying to help you here, parents know better. Ugh! The worst thing was that I was listening and believing them for such a long time. It was years till I escaped and eradicated all the voiced inside my head, telling me that it would be better to run and hide. And I’ve lost so much during those years I was under the command. The realization of it still hurts me sometimes. ”

“Y/N….”

“Hush. Let me finish. I don’t want to go back there. Do you understand me?” he nodded “I can’t go back to hiding. And that is why I don’t need protection. I am perfectly capable of handling myself. “

“I just.. I just…..” Jace muttered

“I know.” Y/N smiled and squeezed his hand “ you want to be helpful. But that is not what I need from you, all right? I need your presence, your friendship, your bantering with me, your opinions and thoughts, but not this. I don’t want the aggressive, unhinged Jason. Can you promise me that?”

“I don’t think I can.” he looked down, unable to meet her honest gaze

“Good.” She chuckled

“What?” that was surprising.

“If you did promise me that, I would know you were dishonest. I know you are still fighting your demons, we all are and what you said just proved to me you are trying to be better but do not make empty promises. So thank you.”

“Oh, please. Don’t get all sappy on me. You know I hate that.”

‘So let go of my hand.” She pointed out raising their joined palms.

“Not yet.” He smirked “it’s the only way to keep you here and prevent you from calling that asshole”

“JASON PETER TODD!”

***

“How long do you think it will take them to realize?”

“given the way they communicate with each other might be years.”

“Don’t you think we should do something about it?”

“Do you have a death wish? If any of them finds out we were messing out with their lifes…..”

“I’m willing to take the risk. Come on, it will be fun.”

“You got very strange definition of the word, Grayson.”

“I knew I would lure you in, Timmy.”

“Don’t call me that!”

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soulrestinginstpetersburg · 1 month ago

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Why do you worship your god YHWH as the only one? This is a legitimate question? What good does it do for you? Everything your god has done for you shouldn't have anything to do with his status, or uniqueness. I've seen the power of gods alien to your own, from Hel (the goddess I'm closest to, though I do worship others), I've seen her stop animals from moving, protect the sick and wounded, and cause a blind preacher to see her and flee. And I've felt her love, felt her comfort (I probably wouldn't even identify as agender if it wasn't for her help). But because she is not your god you would call this demonic? And say my soul is bound for damnation? Why not admit the existence of other gods, and keep to your own if you wish. How can your relationship with your god even be safe if you can't leave for another? How can it be called anything but bigotry to deny another god's divinity while you worship one yourself?

I actually used to believe that when I was younger, especially when I was an atheist. I did think that every god is real and that after death everyone will end up in a way they believe they will according to their religion. By every god I mean the christian one, the muslim one, the hindu ones, the pagan ones, the budha etc. But that simply cant be, and I only realised that as I got closer to Christianity around two years ago. If I did recognise other gods over Jesus Christ, I would be commiting a sin against Him. And I commited many sins throught my life, my weak, dirty and sinful soul has done many wrongs, said many wrongs and thought many wrongs. But I wont say that all gods are real. Because Jesus Christ is the only true living God that died on the cross for the mankind and then ressurected the third day. I will never ever recognise other gods over Jesus Christ. I will never choose anyone else over Him, and I will never so firmly believe in any god but Him. And yes, because she is not my god it is demonic. It is against my beliefs and morals to say that its not. And I wont do that. It is demonic.

What good does it do to me? Oh only if you knew. The depression, the social anxiety, the eating problems and overall self image problems (this used to be an @ n @ blog in 2021-2022 btw) were literally eating me alive. And that was a time when I was an atheist, drowning myself in lgbtq labels, crystals and shifting methods. All of my mental health problems were gone the second I saw the relycts of St. king Milutin Nemanjić in Saint Nedjelja church in Sofia in Bulgaria, July 2022. And nothing, nothing filled me with such love, happiness and content as the Holy Spirit. Bawling my eyes out in church, attending services and liturgy, underlining verses from the Bible, reading about stories of various saints, admiring the iconography... Social anxiety is still there but under good control, depression is nowhere to be found and its much easier to look at myself in the mirror and not have fantasies about starvation. So yeah He does to me so much. In words I cant describe.

How can my relationship with my God even be safe if I cant leave for another? Isnt that the point? That I worship, believe and love my God, Lord Jesus Christ so much that I recognise Him as the truth that I dont want to and dont plan on leaving Him for any other god? I tried to do that and it led me nowhere. Why would I want to leave my God for another?

Okay so I translated the word bigotry to my native language and it translated to нетрепељивост (netrepeljivost), and when I looked up the word it said "a human feeling whose perception is subjective and which the observer cannot understand in any case". I get why you wouldnt understand my point of view, considering that you are a polytheist, of course you wouldnt get why I would recognise only one god as the true one and reject the divinity of others. I think thats kind of a point of monotheism. You are a polytheist and I am a monotheist, alright, of course we cant understand each others perceptions.

I think I answered to all your points. Im sorry if some of my sentences are weirdly formed, english is not my first language and I literally just woke up. So yeah, God bless and have a good day.

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Previous Parts: Part One and Part Two

After that Soobin was understandably a little quieter for the next few days but not for the reasons you all supposed. When you saw him staring off into space you presumed he was thinking about Grace. When he sighed randomly you figured it was because of his breakup. Then when you caught him watching you a few times you got nervous. "What if he's wondering why he chose to defend me over her?" you asked Yeonjun one day. Yeonjun sighed "I've noticed him staring at you too but that can't be the reason". "Why not?" you asked "I'm the reason they broke up so it makes sense he'd blame me". "No they broke up because Grace was a controlling toxic person not because of you! Plus Soobin knew what he was doing so there's no way he'd be mad at you". "I don't know..." you sighed "things definitely feel different between us and I'm worried this has wrecked everything". Yeonjun went to tell you that wasn't true when Soobin beat him to it. Soobin had gotten home early and overheard your conversation. He was upset his actions had worried you and hurried to set the record straight. "Y/n that's not true!" Soobin cried and both you and Yeonjun jumped. "It's not?" you asked "then why have you been acting so strange?". Soobin frowned "I just...I think everyone might be right, about us". You began to blush and Yeonjun excused himself from the room (but of course listened from the other side of the door and gathered the others). "You do...why?" you asked. Soobin paled nervously "don't you think they are?" he asked worried. You shook your head "I just want to know what's making you think this now. Is it because of your breakup with Grace?". Soobin nodded before seeing your reaction "well yes and no. Before I was always so blinded by trying to make my relationship work by any means possible that I never noticed the other things around me. So yes breaking up Grace made me think this because only after we broke up did I actually allow myself to consider what everyone had been saying about us for so long". You blinked "but Soobin you're vulnerable and emotional. If you never realised before then maybe there was a reason for that?". Soobin shook his head "not at all. Y/n I had a warped idea of what a romance was and I discredited our relationship because it didn't fit that fixation. The more I think about it the more I realise how much I missed all the signs and I haven't been able to stop seeing them. That's why I've been acting weird around you and staring...I just can't understand how I didn't realise you were the perfect girl for me this entire time". Soobin was looking at you with his wide eyes and there was so much hope and vulnerability there. You wanted desperately to accept this and live your fairytale ending but you were scared and this all felt a little too convenient. Soobin could see you were getting overwhelmed and paused "Y/n are you okay?". You nodded "I just...I'm struggling to believe this that's all. I've liked you for so long Soobin and you hurt me. When you stopped speaking to me because Grace asked you to I was so hurt and I know we've moved on from that now but I don't think I'm fully healed or ready to be hurt like that again". Soobin looked so upset and you could practically feel his sympathy for you drifting across the room. "Y/n I am so sorry" Soobin said "I know after what I did to you I don't deserve you but I'm sure about my feelings and promise I will strive to never cause you any harm or make you sad again. You can trust me". Yeonjun, Beomgyu and Huening Kai were all pressed up against the door trying to listen in while Taehyun shook his head at them. "I can't believe you're eavesdropping" he muttered before Yeonjun shushed him. "What did she just say?" Beomgyu asked and Huening Kai shook his head "she hasn't said anything since Soobin said he'd never hurt her again". "That was really sweet" Yeonjun said and they all agreed. "But why isn't she responding?" Beomgyu asked and they all shrugged. Suddenly the door opened and all three of them panicked. Yeonjun quickly spun around and pretended to be sitting on a nearby chair. Beomgyu and Huening Kai were right in the centre of the door but Beomgyu sacrificed Huening Kai, pushing him forward for balance and he managed to step away from the door. Huening Kai just fell flat on his face with a dolphin scream. "Huening!" Soobin cried and you both rushed to check if he was okay. You took in the situation and realised they'd all been listening in. "Really? All of you?" Soobin asked noticing and Yeonjun nodded "I know shame on them!". "We know you were listening too Yeonjun" you replied and he thought about denying it before sighing "fine but we're all just so invested and want to see you happy. You blushed and smiled at him "well hopefully that will be a reality soon" and with a smile to Soobin you walked out of the apartment. The boys all exploded asking what happened and Soobin blushed. "Well I've got a lot of trust to rebuild with Y/n and so we agreed not to jump straight into anything but we've got a date tomorrow night". The boys all screamed and Soobin smiled "I feel so excited and giddy! How did none of you tell me to go for y/n earlier?" he asked before assuring them he was joking "but seriously I am sorry I never listened. I was just so set on my relationship with Grace being perfect and when it wasn't I got embarrassed...but things are going to be different with Y/n I can just feel it" and all the boys had to agree. Soobin met you outside the restaurant for your date and actually gaped as he saw you walking towards him. He'd always thought you were pretty but there was just something about the realisation you were here for him that really sent that home. "Wow" he smiled when he saw you "you look beautiful" and you blushed "so do you...as always". Then it was Soobin’s turn to blush and led you into the restaurant. The date went as well as a first date possibly could go. The food was amazing, the atmosphere nice and friendly and the conversation flowed effortlessly. Soobin smiled more on this date with you than he had in his entire relationship with Grace and he was kicking himself for not asking you out sooner. Soobin invited you back to his for some coffee and dessert and you said yes. You walked together chatting and Soobin nervously grabbed your hand. You smiled and threaded your fingers through his making him blush. When you got in the members were nowhere to be found but the candles were lit and the living room was suspiciously welcoming. You opted for hot chocolates and sat down together to watch your favourite film. As the opening credits were rolling Soobin turned to you "Y/n I just have to apologise once more for not realising how perfect you are for me. This date has been amazing and made me realise how much I love being around you. I will always regret not asking you out sooner but I hope I can make up for lost time...if you'll let me". You smiled "this date was pretty great and I've never felt so comfortable or natural with a guy before. I can't wait to go on more with you Soobin" and he beamed. Soobin was so excited he went to hug you but accidentally kissed you. He froze "sorry I know you want to take it slow and I promise I didn't mean to do that" purposefully putting space between you and showing he was being respectful...but after so long waiting for him you didn't want him to be respectful. You just wanted him. "I want you to kiss me Soobin" you said and he looked at you surprised "you do? Because I'm happy waiting until you trust me". You shook your head "I trust you Soobin" and moved forwards. Soobin pulled you into his arms and needed no further persuasion. He kissed you softly at first but it quickly became more passionate until Soobin was a red mess. "I was such an idiot" Soobin said between kisses and you nodded "yeah you were" making him chuckle. "But I'm not anymore. I'm not letting anything come between us again" and you nodded "I believe you" and kissed him again. The following day when Soobin came into the kitchen all the boys gasped and watched him anxiously. "So..." Beomgyu said "how was your date with Y/n?". Soobin blushed unsure what to say when you rescued him. "Pretty good I'd say" you replied walking in to rest an arm on Soobin and the boys all cheered. "On the first date! Y/n I never knew you had it in you!" Yeonjun cried while the maknaes teased Soobin. Soobin was bright red and tried to assure them it wasn't what they were thinking but they weren't interested. They were just so happy you were together and Soobin gave up. He just put an arm around your waist and smiled. You all ate breakfast together and there was laughter and smiles all around. Nobody was brooding or uncomfortable, everyone wanted to be there and it was just effortlessly perfect. Soobin wished every morning could be like this and he realised with you around it likely would. Things were finally perfect.

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Liam Evans Main Story: Chapter 25 (Blind Love)

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Several seasons had passed with the scenery around me changing colours. Nothing changed about me, I was still spending time in the world of darkness as a fairytale writer.

Of course, Liam had always been by my side, smelling like vanilla.

There were days when I missed where I originally was before meeting Crown, but I never once regretted my decision to stay.

Even after you've made your choice, there will never be a definitive answer to what’s right or wrong.

There would surely be people who would point their fingers at me, criticising me for making the “wrong” choice.

But it doesn't matter to me.

This is what I want for myself.

…

In the basement surrounded by the smell of herbs, Roger read through my report.

Roger: This information is quite valuable. Well done, young lady.

Kate: I’m humbled.

Recently, I’ve been writing about not only Liam’s, but everyone’s curses.

It was said that people born with curses were destined to face a tragic death.

I knew that there was no way to change fate, but that doesn't mean we should just sit back and accept it without resistance.

(If there’s anything I can do, I’ll do it. Even if it’s something small.)

Roger: Come to think of it, Liam has been having less frequent episodes lately, hasn't he?

Kate: Yes, they’ve become significantly less frequent. Liam is still periodically satisfying his curiosity, but now he’s more careful when doing so.

Roger smiled in satisfaction, his facial expression seeming rather sadistic.

Roger: It’s not very good for a former doctor to make guesses based solely on speculation, but…

Roger: … Liam’s episodes may be caused by his strong survival instincts.

Kate: Survival instincts?

Roger: He engages in potentially life-threatening activities to feel alive.

Roger: It sounds rather contradictory, but it’s important for humans to feel alive.

Roger: Therefore, you should stay by his side, young lady.

Roger: Because right now, to Liam, you are the one who's making him feel alive.

Kate: … I’ll always be with him.

Roger: Well, if ever he gets tired of you, I’ll take care of you. You’re my favourite, you know?

Roger ruffled my hair with his large hand like he were petting a dog.

Kate: Wah…!

Roger: Haha, your hair’s all messed up now.

…

Standing behind the door to the basement, Liam could hear the conversation between Kate and Roger.

Liam: “You’re my favourite, you know?”

Liam frowned when he heard those words, feeling uneasy.

Liam: What if Roger takes Kate away from me? What should I do…

Liam: N-No, no. It’s a horrible thing to doubt Kate. … I’ll trust her and wait. … I’ll do my best.

Liam felt the strong urge to run downstairs and swear his unwavering allegiance to Kate, but he resisted it and sat down on a step of the stairs.

He looked like a pet cat waiting for his owner.

Liam: … Ahh, it’s raining.

The rain was a sign of an episode's onset. It always felt ice cold, but today it felt as gentle as the rain in springtime.

He heard the voice of his “other self” in his heart.

Hey, Liam. I haven't had many chances to appear lately, huh?

(... Yeah. It’s because I’ve been focusing on moving forward to tomorrow with Kate.)

Hm? Ahaha, you’re so selfish.

(Yeah. I’m sorry for always running away. But from now on, I won’t run away anymore. I want to live.)

Living is something that’s difficult for you. You know, there’s no telling what could happen to you tomorrow, right?

(... I know.)

(But even so… I still want to try my best. I’m good at that.)

… I’ll be watching you.

I’ll pay you a visit when you’re at the brink of death again. See you.

When Liam opened his eyes, the rain in his heart stopped…

Instead, he heard the sound of Kate’s footsteps as she came up from the basement.

…

The clicking sounds of the typewriter keys echoed through my quiet room.

The things I had witnessed and the stories I had written with these fingers were sometimes inhumane and unforgivable.

My fear and sorrow never faded away, sometimes I even felt scared of what tomorrow would bring me.

(But I want to keep moving towards it no matter what.)

(And I’ll reach my hand out to the man I love, because that’s what “I love you” means to me.)

Liam: … Kate?

Kate: Liam, you’re back. Good job on your rehearsals.

Liam: Thanks. Oh, I saw that the door was left ajar, so I came in without knocking—

Kate: I thought it was about time you came back, so I left it open on purpose.

Kate: So I can see your face as soon as you’re back, you know?

Liam: That’s an adorable reason. … I wanted to see you as soon as possible too.

I couldn't help but be captivated by Liam’s smile, gestures, and even every one of his beautiful eyelashes.

(... It’s like he’s always getting more and more attractive.)

Liam’s radiance knew no bounds, it was always captivating the hearts of everyone who looked at him.

It feels a little embarrassing when someone this attractive looks at me so passionately.

Liam: Kate, can you close your eyes?

Kate: Fufu, okay.

Even though my eyes were closed, I already knew what Liam was up to.

Liam: OK. You can open your eyes now.

A strong fragrance tickled my nose, and a pink modern rose was placed in my hand.

Kate: Wow, it’s beautiful… . Thank you, Liam.

Liam: Mm, you’re welcome.

Liam often bought me modern roses on ordinary days like this.

(Now that I think of it, I’ve never asked him about the reason.)

Kate: Why do you always buy me modern roses? This flower isn’t easy to obtain.

I recalled Victor once telling me that this type of rose was a rare breed made through hybridization.

Liam: Hmm— I wonder why?

(Ah, I know that look. He has this facial expression whenever he’s trying to hide something.)

I gently placed the rose on my desk and reached my hand to his side…

Kate: Take this!

I tickled him relentlessly.

Liam: Hey, s-stop…

When I chased Liam around the room as he tried to escape, we tumbled onto the bed and messed up the sheets.

Liam: Aha, AHAHA! Okay, I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you honestly…!

Liam: Hah… Kate… you really show no mercy.

Kate: Fufu, sorry. But I really do want to know the reason.

Liam laughed while laying on the bed.

Liam: Back when I was trying to buy you flowers for the first time, the florist told me about flower language.

Liam: She said that modern roses symbolise “gratitude”.

Kate: … Gratitude.

Liam: Mm, that's right. I’m grateful to have met you, for being able to spend time with you by your side, and to you for forgiving me for always sticking to you.

Liam: … Haha, it’ll be daylight by the time I’m done if I keep going, so let’s leave it as that…

Liam: Kate, I’m always grateful for everything about you.

Liam: Thank you for existing, Kate.

Those words, spoken so casually and without hesitation, carried the weight of the loneliness he had been putting up with all this time.

(Ever since Liam was born, no one has thanked him for existing.)

(Moreover, his life was always being trampled on by others and that hurt him.)

(And yet…)

– Flashback Start –

Liam: Your heart belongs to you, and only you. I hope that you’ll let me help you stay just the way you are.

(He was the protector of my heart.)

…

Liam: Everyone wants a shining star, and if it pleases them and means something to them…

Liam: I want to be that star. I don’t care if I’m just a fake.

(He struggled while trying to please everyone.)

…

Liam: Therefore, you’ll be alright, Kate. I hope you’ll always be someone who believes in tomorrow.

– Flashback End –

While continuing to live between life and death, Liam had a beautiful heart that cherished others.

Why does it have to be so difficult for him to live with a kind heart?

But still, even though there was nothing I could do to change that, I wanted to continue staying by Liam’s side and expressing my love for him.

Kate: … I should be the one thanking you.

His slightly tousled hair smelled like sweet vanilla today too.

Kate: Hey, Liam.

Kate: Thank you for being born. I’m very glad that I met you.

Liam: …

Liam: Ah…

Liam: … My heart beating so fast right now, I can feel it hammering against my chest.

Liam: Right now… I… I feel so alive.

Liam pulled me into his arms, as if he wanted me to listen to his heart beating.

His heart had a regular rhythm like it was taking care of a tiny animal.

Liam: Let me kiss you after you display that flower. Once I start touching you, I won’t be able to stop.

Liam: And… I want more than just a kiss. I want lots of kisses.

…

As our flushed skin and bodies came together, we laid down together on the sheets.

(Ah…)

Kate: Look outside, Liam! Isn’t that Betelgeuse?

Liam: Yeah, you’re right. Amazing, it's like it’s shouting at you to look at it.

The Betelgeuse shining brightly in the night sky reminded me of Liam.

They were both dazzling, beautiful, and made people want to reach their hands out towards them.

Liam: Did you know, Kate?

Liam: Betelgeuse is red because it’ll eventually explode and die.

Kate: Explode…?

Liam: Yup. It turns red as it burns brighter and brighter… and I heard from somewhere that its lifespan also gets shorter.

(... The end of the shiny red star in the sky.)

Liam: As the saying goes, curiosity kills the cat… I wonder what will be the cause of my death.

Liam was clearly referring to his inevitable tragic demise due to his curse.

But that was definitely not all he was referring to.

Having experienced a close call with death once, Liam understood how painfully fragile human life could be.

The longer someone lived, the more prevalent death felt to them.

(That would certainly be the same for me. Everyone’s life would come to an end someday.)

Liam: … You know, Kate. If I can choose how I die—

Liam lifted my body up in his arms—.

He then guided my hands to wrap them around his neck.

Through the contact with his skin, I could feel the steady beating of his heart that was a sign of life.

Liam: Please, if I can choose how I die… I want my life to end in your hands.

Kate: In my hands?

Liam: … Yes. I want to be put to sleep forever by your hands.

Liam: Only then, for the first time, I’ll feel glad to have been born.

I could tell from the look in his rose-coloured eyes that he was neither joking nor speaking figuratively, it was his genuine wish.

It sounded depressing for him to ask to be killed. But, to me, that was him wishing for himself to keep on living.

What Liam was trying to tell me was that he wanted me to stay with him and watch over him until the day fate puts an end to him.

(And so, I…)

I gently tightened my grip on his neck, just enough for him to still breathe.

Kate: … Okay. I’ll be the one to end your life with my own hands.

Kate: Therefore, please remain by my side until the very end.

Kate: Keep on reaching out to me, who will be waiting for you in your tomorrows.

Liam: … Of course. You are the only one I’ll look at.

Just like any other day in your life, the world is unkind to you today.

(But…)

In this neverending nightmare, I will continue to beg for your life.

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