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cvnt4him · 7 months ago

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Neighbors.

Week 1: new neighbor.

A loud knock at your front door woke you up out of your sleep. You choked on the huge amount of air that invaded your lungs when you inhaled, stumbling on your feet trying to go check the door. Your hair was a mess and you were stressed which is why you simply wanted to sleep your life away.

You open the door and look around to see no one there but a basket present on your door step. You him and pick it up, there were muffins and all kinds of baked goods inside with a little note on top and the cutest bow to tie it all together

Hi! I'm moving in next door and hope we can become good neighbors. #215 izuku midoriya.

For real? My guy couldn't have just spoken to you once he seen you? He had to be a good fucking guy? You sigh and shrug before closing the door and setting the baked goods down on your kitchen counter and heading back to bed, you'll be damned if you were gonna let some shitty neighbor ruin your one off day.

The baked goods had never gotten touched, they just sat as a decorative piece on your kitchen counter. You planned on throwing them out but the little bow was just too cute to give away, how frilly and pink it was. It was like the person who gave it to your knew exactly what you liked.

You sigh looking at them, they hadn't gone bad yet you could eat one if you wanted. You stare at them for a while before realizing, your supposed new neighbor gave you these so how come you've never seen them?

You groan and shake the thought away, you had to head to work and you don't have time to be worrying about some random loser. You grab your jacket before heading out of your house, locking the door behind you. You sigh while clutching your purse on your arm and stuffing your keys inside when you bumped into someone.

"are you fucking kidding me?!"

"oh gosh.. I am so so sorry! are you alright?"

You fell to the ground with a groan barking insults up to the person who had the disrespectful nerve to knock you down. You open your eyes and look up at the strong bulky man in front of you, it was early and the lights outside of your apartment complex were still on so you couldn't exactly see his face. You couldn't exactly tell if his hair was black or not.

He offers you a hand to get up with which you hesitantly take, you just insulted and yelled at this innocent sexy man.. he must hate you! Which is just your luck, a strong sexy man is practically thrown at you by God and you insult him. God you're really good at making people leave.

"I truly am sorry. I should've been watching where i was going."

The man spoke to you again holding your hand in his still as he held perfect eye contact with you, trying to be professional and apologize for his wronging. You couldn't even speak from how beautiful he was now that you could see his face, his freckled chubby cheeks and his worried eyes leering down at you to assure you're alright.

"I.. I.. uhm, yes I am okay, thank you. I'm sorry too, I suppose it's not all your fault i played a part as well huh. Haha..."

You chuckle nervously trying not to embarrass yourself, there was a sexy man in front of you, you seriously cannot blow this. He offers you a light hum with a tilt to his head and a polite smile before speaking.

"I'm your new neighbor! I left you a basket of baked goods from the local bakery about a week ago, sorry I haven't had the time to actually speak to you, im awfully busy!"

Holy hell. He was your new neighbor? The guy who left the basket? Now you have another reason to save and not eat them. You stammer on your words with wide eyes trying to find something good to say as to not embarrass yourself.

"oh that was you? Hah yeah! I devoured those instantly! Thank you so much, you're so sweet! Id love to talk to you more if you'd have me y'know i wouldn't want to like-- bombard you with my presence or anything like you're a god I shouldn't even-- not that i think you're a god-- you know what im just going to stop talking."

You sigh heavily and mumble a low "for fucks sake.." under your breath. Could you be anymore embarrassing? You feel as if you could die from humiliation. The way his eyes widen from the way you ramble on and on about him being a god is so devastatingly humiliating, if the earth were listening you'd ask her to swallow you whole.

The man simply looks at you with a blank expression and wide eyes for a second before giggling above you. Your eyes shoot up to him, had you not just embarrassed yourself? Do you still have a chance?!

"I wouldn't say I'm a god, haha! You definitely aren't the first to say that anyways you have nothing to worry about."

He could tell you felt embarrassed by the way you squeezed your eyes shut and balled your fists, he didn't want you to feel embarrassed over something small! He got compliments of such all the time, some are even worse than that so he considered it high praise anyways.

You two just sat there staring at each other for a minute in your eyes it was the most awkward thing in the world. To him it was just fun between friends, the fact he considered you friends despite meeting this once is wild.

He looked down at you with those melancholy emerald green eyes, you could see the whole world in them. They were so big and bright and held nothing but love and kindness in them.. you would drown in them if given the chance.. the things you'd do to--

"oh! Gosh, I've gotta go! Uhm.. I hope to see you soon?"

"uh, yes! Yes, of course. We'll be seeing each other very soon."

You say confidently before pausing to realize how creepy your sentence sounded. He lifted an eyebrow at your words before brushing it off with a nervous chuckle and a wave goodbye before he jumped away, yellow cape billowing in the wind as he did so. You watched him live with a sigh, he was so hot yet so sweet you couldn't believe this guy was living next to you. Well to be fair these were rather pricey apartments so you could imagine him wanting to be somewhere that's very elegant. Your apartments were pretty beautiful. You sigh and shake everything out of your head and begin heading to work.

You sat at your desk staring out the window. There was nothing to be done at the office today and you were just there mindlessly drifting in a space you didn't want to be in. A knock at your office door took you by surprise, you were startled and whipped your head around to see your supervisor. God you hated this guy, he never knew how to take a hint. He always helplessly flirted and did outdated and annoying pick up lines on you, you didn't want him to feel bad about himself so you always laughed or played like it was good. Unfortunately today you just didn't have it in you to entertain him.

"hey, y/n! How are you today, sweetheart?"

Ugh. What a pig. He could not be serious right now. 'sweetheart' ? disgusting. He was truly working your nerves and he'd hardly even spoken to you. You sigh heavily before fixing your posture and leading your throat.

"I'm here."

"cool cool. So uh, I was wondering if you maybe wanted to go out for drinks with me and a couple of the guys? Since y'know you helped us back those new investors? You're really great at what you do and you're so smart and--"

He started going on and on and on about how cool and smart and sophisticated you are. It was all bologna, he didn't give a shit about you or how smart you were. He just wanted to get into your pants and it was heavily obvious. So much so that you didn't have time to entertain this type of energy.

"look, I don't think so. Not tonight atleast, I mean I have a thing and--"

"please? You don't want to let me down so you? I'd hate to have to put in a bad word in front of our boss.. so could you just come?? For me?"

This motherfucking cunt. He was really gonna blackmail you into having drinks with a bunch of men who thought you didn't belong there? Just because you were a woman? You could not believe this was the hill you were dying on.

"fine.."

You let out lowly and defeated. You were successfully manipulated by some sleazy putz. You could only pray to God this schmuck keeps his word and doesn't say anything bad about you.

"atta girl."

He says with a smirk before walking off eyeing you through your office window. You were sick to your stomach at the thought of whatever was going on inside of his mind.

You sat between a couple of guys who all laughed loudly and looked at the game, they had a few too many drinks and were pretty drunk. You hated being around this kind of energy, it was uncomfortable but if you were going to run that empire one day you needed to be in with the crowd. You had another swig of your drink and chuckled nervously at the lame joke.

"and then I said; you'd have to let it from my cold dead hands!"

"mmm- couldn't have said it better myself, sir."

You say lowly raising your glass along with the other men at the table. They all laugh and silence then fills the table. You gulp down and look around to see them all looking at you. You felt so uncomfortable and nervous and so out of place. You'd never been this socially awkward in your life.

You couldn't figure out why they'd all looked at you like that. Until you looked down to see one of your buttons on your blouse was unbuttoned it showed the top of your boobs perfectly. You hadn't felt it unbutton so you had no idea that it was. You cleared your throat and covered yourself with your jacket before everyone looked away and fell into weak conversation about whatever came to mind.

Being the only woman sucked. This was your life and you hated it. However this put food on the table and got you away from your family so. If this is what it took you figured you could suffer a little while longer until you took this business off from under them. They were all old and uninformed with the new world we're all coming into, you however were prepared so the second you get these investors to recognize you were the real talent and brains behind this empire they'd hand it right to you. You'll be rich.

"I'm going to head out everyone. Have a goodnight."

You bow before walking out of the bar. You couldn't get out fast enough. You exited the building with a breath of fresh air. Being in there with all of those men was suffocating. You couldn't wait to read in the comfort of your own home.

"wait! Y/n! Where are you going? I thought you were gonna hang out with us?"

"i did. For 3 hours straight. I've had far too many drinks and I feel nauseous and it's raining quite hard. I'd like to go home."

You bowed slightly bidding him a good night one last time before trying to leave. He balled his fists and got rather angry with your words. He grabbed you by your wrists and yanked you into his chest, he held you closely with an angry face. His grip on your body and wrist tightened and you could smell the disgusting scent of the alcohol on his breath. It was nauseating.

"where the hell are you going. I told you to stay. You said you were.. were going to hang out with us. You don't want me to tell the boss about how you've been slacking, do you?"

You were terrified, he was drunk and being very rough with you. His grip continued to tighten around your wrist hurting you, you groan and try to push him away before he punches you. His rings bust your lip. You fall to the ground clutching your face in pain. You didn't want to appear weak.. so why had tears started falling down your face? Why couldn't they stop coming down.

"oh.. sh- shit y/n.. I'm so so sorry I didn't.. didn't mean to do that. You- you made me!"

He spoke trying to justify his actions, slurring on his words and hiccuping in between. You sniffled trying to get up holding onto the wall for a clutch. You could not believe this just happened. You were just assaulted by your supervisor. Someone in much higher power than you. You weren't dumb, you knew and were sure that if you even attempted to tell your boss to find a way to turn it around on you. There were few women working in that business and you were in a higher department than them all. You were just going to have to suck this up and push through it.

The man clears his throat and just looks down at you, he tries to help you up but you refuse. You push his arm away and simply get up on your own. You sniffle before spitting the blood that invaded your mouth onto the ground and walked away. You tried to hurriedly get across the street before the cars started moving again. The man called out for you telling you to wait but was stopped by the cars instantly zooming through the wet street.

You finally made it to your apartment wet, shaking, bleeding and in tears. This was something you never imagined would happen to you. You couldn't believe you'd just been assaulted and there was nothing you could do about it. You were helpless to help yourself. You rummage through your to try and find your keys you end up dropping your bag and breaking down. You fell to your knees and covered your face in your hands everything slipped out of your bag and the fact it fell made you even angrier. It was hard to find your keys and now everything was splayed out on the ground.

You were too busy having a mental breakdown to hear the heavy footsteps thudding behind you.

"y/n... Are you okay?"

You gasped lightly and whipped your head around to see the #1 hero himself. Standing above you before kneeling down to help you gather your things. You just look at him with wide puffy red eyes as he gathers your things and puts it all back into your purse for you. He stands and offers you a hand, you just look at him with a shaky breath before hesitantly taking it. He pulls you up into him and your face came flush with his chest.

You stayed there for a lot longer than intended before pulling back and clearing your throat. You sniffle and wipe your face with your hands before grabbing your back and fetching your keys from the ground. You turn back to him with a half assed smile that he seen right through.

"I'm perfectly fine, deku! Thank you for your concern!"

You say before trying to turn around to unlock your door. Before he grabs you by your shoulders and turns you to face him. He looked so concerned he couldn't help but gaso once he seen your lip.

"what happened to your lip."

"nothing-"

"y/n."

God.. the way he used your name against you was just too much. You didn't know if you wanted to cry or kiss him. You go down before fixing your hair and looking down to the ground.

"got into a fight with my coworker."

"are you sure that's it?"

"yes."

He didn't believe you. He seen right through your bullshit. He was rather stubborn as well he was going to stop pestering until you told him.

"I'm serious, y/n. What happened."

"nothing."

His eyes squinted before he pushed your door open and walked you inside. Was this motherfucker seriously just waltzing inside of your house like he owned the damn place?

"what are you--"

"hush. Where's your first aid kit."

"in the bathroo-- are you seriously about to rummage through my shit!?"

You yell as he walked away the second you got out where the kit was hidden. This guy was. A hero sure but why was he acting like your boyfriend. Or your dad. It was weird. Kinda hot but weird.

He came back with the kit and sat you down in your dining room chair, he set the first aid kit on the table opened it and grabbed what he needed. He had an alcohol wipe and he tly dabbed at you cut lip, you winced and closed your eyes from the slight burn of the cold wipe.

He finished cleaning you up and closed the kit and disposed of what he used.

"there you are, all fixed. Now are you going to tell me what happened or do I have to cook you dinner as well."

Yes please!

"no thank you. I'm fine."

"alrihht so tell me what happened."

"oh no I want I'm fine with not telling you what happened, I'll take the dinner thanks."

You say with a wink that makes a slight blush fall onto his cheeks. He sighs and heads into your kitchen, you chuckle to yourself and watch him go as you see the baked goods he gave you about a week ago. You told him that you are them all! Fuck he's gonna know you lied.

He stopped halfway into your kitchen before slowly turning to face you with a suck to his teeth. He hums and puts his hands. On his hips, fuck he looked so sassy and good like that..

"what happened to eating all of those baked goods?"

"i threw them all up..?"

"uh-huh."

He rolled his eyes with a smirk before opening them and grabbing you a muffin, he felt that you needed to eat and in actuality he was far too tired to cook. He doesn't know why he insisted on cooking for you as if he intended on cooking for himself.

"here. Eat up."

You look at it then up to him, you take it peeling the wrapper off then taking a bite. It was actually pretty good.

"thanks.. but what happened to cooking for me, eh, big boy?"

He gets quite flustered at the name a slight shade of pink dusting his cheeks before he clears his throat.

"just eat the damn muffin."

You chuckle and finish it as he takes your scraps and disposes of them for you. He was quite a gentleman. You didn't expect anything less from a hero after all.

He ended up staying for a little while longer, the two of you trailing off into random things you could talk about. Like jobs and favorite snacks and things you like to do in your free time. Just all sorts of random things. The current topic was what he moved here.

"well.. I just moved agencies and needed to be closer to it. I have a lot of locations but this is the one that needed my attention most and they basically just sent me here. This is only temporary."

Fuck. Temporary? You hadn't wanted this to be temporary you wanted it to last a lifetime. You feel like you know him and he knows you, like you're soulmates. You try not to show how down you are due to what he's just shared to you and respond with a slight hum. He noticed however, he was very good at reading people.

"something wrong?"

"no.. nothing at all."

He hums knowing you're lying. Something tells him that this is going to be your relationship for the rest of the time that he's here. Deku didn't really think when he acted, he grabbed you by chin and craned your face up to look at him. He had a stern face while he leered down at you, his Babyface looking so adorable the way he tried to be serious with you.

You were surprised by this and looked up at him with wide eyes. God he was so attractive and it's like he was so comfortable with you. Or maybe he did this with all of his fans, or people he just knew. Maybe he was a natural flirt, was he flirting? God what's going on.

He could tell you were deep in thought and that bothered him. He intended on making you feel better and yet you still seemed to be down. He didn't know what to do. Yet the only thing you could seem to think about was trying not to kiss him. You felt like you were moving closer to him and you were, he was too deep in his own mind to realize how much closer the two of you were getting.

With no thought in mind you gently grabbed his cheek with your hand and kissed his lips. His eyes widened at what was happening, he was so shocked that you had kissed him but hadn't wanted to pull away. You sighed into the kiss before pulling away, your breath slightly taken away. You kept your eyes closed because you could only imagine the heartbreak you were about to experience. You were sure he was going to let you down gently of course because he's just that kind of guy, but either way heartbreak is heartbreak.

It was silent but only for a moment before he cleared his throat causing you to look up at him and lick your lips before looking away quickly. You sniffle and turn your head to look at the ground biting the inside of your cheek. The silence was unbearable and you felt like killing yourself.

Deku didn't know how to react, he was mostly just speechless he didn't intend to give off that kind of vibe to you.. he just wanted to be a friendly neighbor.

"so uhm I'm gonna head out, if you're sure you're alright?"

He says standing and turning to you before heading towards the door. You were too nervous to speak so you just nodded aggressively before he hummed and walked out closing the door behind himself.

You could not believe you just kissed the number 1 hero.

AN: I feel like this is gonna flop bc it isn't smut n I'm mostly known for that but like I enjoyed making this and can't wait to make a pt2 it might take a while bc well...... Yeah. But uhm. Yeah!

#cvnts-post #mha #mha x reader #boku no hero academia #deku x reader #izuku x reader #izuku is so girlie pop #midoriya izuku x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya #midoriya x reader #midoriya #izuku #midoriya izuku #deku

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curtsycream · 11 months ago

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Baxter Radic Blurb

Finally finished season two of surviving summer and I love Bax’s character. He also deserved better so I’m giving him better. I’m giving him you babes <3

“How about that one?”

Looking down at his hand he looked over the tattoo she was pointing at. The slim reddish pink lollipop tattoo with small font along the white stick. Smiling at her he shook his head, “it’s just something small…I’ve always had it.”

Her eyes narrowed as she shook her head in return. “You didn’t have it before you left Queensland.”

Baxter bit back the chance to tease her for being so observant with his body. He held back as he tried to think about something to say to distract her. Nothing came to mind and he knew she wouldn’t buy into a lie.

“It’s new, got it my first week here,” he finally admitted to her.

The Queensland surfer smiled at him, “I’m loving this honesty streak. I’m guessing that Summer girl really got through to you, huh?”

“It wasn’t Summer,” he mumbled.

She craned her head back to look up at him in her seated position. “Then—then who? Or what? You’ve never been so open before,” she trailed off.

“Maybe, I don’t need to explain myself.”

She frowned grabbing his hand, “don’t do that. You always pull back when things feel tough for you. I’m sick of it, why can’t you just tell me the reason? Are you worried I’ll laugh or something? You know me better than—“

“It’s not that!” He exclaimed looking down at her. Running his free hand through his pink hair he shakes his head. “I know you wouldn’t do that, you’re too nice for that. Too nice for me,” he whispered.

��Don’t say that, you’re an amazing guy Bax…not many are like you. You don’t have to tell me about the tattoo just please don’t shut me out. It’s like ever since you moved to Shorehaven you’ve been reluctant to even message me.”

The way in which she was pouring her heart out to him left a sour taste in his mouth. Sitting beside him was the girl he grew to like quite a lot before having to leave. Tweaking his ear with his fingers he looks anywhere but at her. “I—it’s not your fault. I just thought if I avoided you it would make things easier.”

“Make what easier?”

“The fact that I like you and even if I were to tell you I’d find a way to fuck it up like I do everything else.”

The confession made the air around them feel heavy. It wasn’t like him to openly admit his feelings. But then again he had changed since moving away from Queensland. “Bax. Actually listen to me, I want you to know that what happened wasn’t your fault. You were drunk, we were all raging and someone dared you to do it. What you did wasn’t the reason you all had to leave, you know this. I don’t blame you and neither do the others. You’re a great guy,” she spoke calmly as she still held onto his hand.

Looking at her he let out a sigh, “I know that but it still feels like I had a part to play. Even if it wasn’t my fault I still fucked up. The second I got here I messed things up for my new team. I just think I’m causing myself problems.”

“You only think that because you’re so used to taking the blame. I promise you, you’re not at fault and it may take you a while to believe that. But trust me I’ll never blame you for things I know you didn’t mean to do.”

Leaning forward slightly his forehead rests against hers. His bright blue eyes searching her eyes for a hint of falsity. He found none but still he inquired, “promise?”

Raising his pinky he holds it out for her, keeping her forehead to his she locks hers around his. “I promise.”

Moving away from her he smiles keeping his pinky hooked with hers.

“Oh and Bax, I like you.”

#x reader #fluff #surviving summer #baxter radic #Baxter x reader #bax x reader #Baxter Radic x reader #Baxter Blurb #netflix original

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marshmallowprotection · 7 months ago

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Saeran and Saeyoung Birthday Art Analysis 2024!

I don't know if anybody grasps how insane it is to have an image of Unknown and MC in a romantic light. Do you know how many of us clamored for one of those in 2016? The fans are finally getting what they've been asking for all along!

You would think that they would have more images together because he's an antagonist and there are so many endings where you fall into his clutches, but they just don't exist. If we're speaking strictly about the game itself, there were only two images before last night where Unknown and MC were in the same frame.

Zen's Route and the Christmas DLC.

The only other photo we have apart from these two in game is the one from the Secret Ending where SE Saeran is next to MC. I do not count it even though Unknown and SE Saeran are the same person.

Because we use the names SE Saeran and Unknown in the fandom to distinguish between them��where they are in regards to the timeline is relative to white hair versus red hair, you know. I knew we didn't have many pictures with him, but when I went back to double check myself, I was put in a position where I felt floored.

All these years, and these are the only pictures we have in the game of Unknown and MC? I don't know why I briefly thought there might have been more than that.

I am so happy regardless of the quantity because the quality of the picture we received last night was beyond my expectation. I didn't think we were going to get separate pictures. I think most, if not all of us, assumed the boys would be together and there would be no sign of MC. That's the way it's been for the past 2 years, after all.

In favor of doing less art, they decided to put the brothers together instead of separating them. I can't fault them for that because it has to take a long time to do art for them! It's a surprise when we're able to get more than one, though!

I think the thing that stood out to me almost right away was the use of purple. Now, Ray, Suit Saeran, and GE Saeran are depicted with the color pink. But, do you know who was depicted with only purple before that? Unknown.

I know this may not be something the newer fans are familiar with, but, in all of the merchandise that used to be created for Unknown, his accent color was a deep purple. I can give you a few examples to look at. I knew this was Unknown when I looked at it, but the fact the artist went out of their way to use purple told me they knew what they were doing.

I like seeing him with purple because it's an homage to the beginning and he's been watching us from the start. To be completely honest, I liked the idea that the Saeran hearts would be his purple. I was all too surprised when they gave him a magenta color, which is a blend of a nice pink and purple.

It makes sense for his character in Another Story, but when I think about Unknown and SE Saeran, I can't detach them from purple. I'm certainly not complaining, purple is my favorite color. These ribbons are close to my favorite shade of purple, which is lilac, so it's lighter than his traditional purple, but close enough to make my heart swell.

Actually, I know what you guys were waiting for. You came into this post to ask me questions about flowers and by God, I'm going to tell you guys about flowers. So, I'm going to lay down the flowers that are depicted in the photo and you guys are going to listen to it.

The flowers that are in MC's hair could go one way or the other. I'm going to present both options and leave it up to you to decide. They could be camellias or peach blossoms. Visually, they do share some similarities but in a photo like this where artistic choices have been made for minimalism, it's hard to figure it out one way or the other.

Pink Camellias.

Pink camellias can symbolize longing, especially for someone who is missed. They can be given to friends or romantic partners in both platonic and romantic relationships. For example, they can be a good choice for someone in a long distance relationship.

Peach Blossom.

In Chinese culture, it is believed that its delicate and pink petals have the power to cleanse the spirit and attract good luck and fortune. The blossoms are often used in traditional Japanese art and poetry to symbolize the transience of life and the importance of cherishing every moment. In addition, peach blossom flowers are also associated with the spring season, which represents new beginnings and growth.

Okay, the rest of these I'm sure of and don't think I'm wagering a wrong guess.

Red Roses.

Red roses are a classic symbol of love, passion, romance, and devotion. Red roses have been used as a way to express love for centuries, even when verbal expression was considered inappropriate. During the Victorian era, lovers used the language of flowers, or floriography, to send secret messages.

The shade of red can also have different meanings: Bright red: Symbolizes passion, love, and desire Dark red: Represents deep emotions, longing, and devotion

Red Alstroemerias.

Red alstroemeria, also known as the Peruvian lily, can symbolize love, passion, romance, and intense feelings. It can also be a way to say "I love you" without using red roses. The alstroemeria flower is the flower of total happiness. It symbolizes the sheer pleasure of being together, in friendship, as well as in love.

Pink Roses.

Pink roses can symbolize sweetness, femininity, appreciation, and admiration. They can also represent grace, gentleness, and joy. Pink roses are a delightful way to express gratitude for someone, for any type of relationship, romantic or not. Lighter hues of pink reference joy in relationships. This can symbolize the beginning of a new relationship with blossoming feelings towards one another, or simply the beginning of a great friendship.

Unknown falling in love with somebody is something that happened slowly, not all at once. You need to respect his boundaries. It is beyond important to help him feel like he's his own person, to allow him the opportunity to look in the mirror and not feel sick at the person he sees. You help him realize there's more to life than what he gave up on, and he can dream of a better world. He's grateful to have known you.

He adores and admires you but he can't always say it. It's hard to say he loves you. It's hard to say those specific words. It puts him in a vulnerable place. It takes him time to say it because no matter how much he tells himself that you won't hurt him when he confesses his vulnerability, there's always a fear in the back of his head.

That fear never goes away even if he wants it to. He doesn't want to think that way, though. He doesn't want to be afraid, either. But, that is one of the reasons why it takes so long to get close to him in the first place. You need to break down his walls and he needs to let you break them down to begin with. You need to show him that he isn't being forced to trust or even like you. You only want him to trust you because he wants to.

You want him to have self-autonomy.

You sit together at first, then you start holding hands little by little, and it builds from that point. You steal glances at each other, you smile, you laugh, and he sighs, not because he's annoyed, but rather because, he's happy. He's happy to see you smile and by God, he's so happy he can smile after a lifetime of apathy. He doesn't need to kiss you to show you he loves you... and even if he takes forever to say the three little words, you almost don't even need to say it.

That's how good you are at being able to communicate with each other silently.

There's something very deeply beautiful about Unknown or even SE Saeran holding hands with you. It's the way I've always imagined him to express his affection.

Even if he can't say it, he can show it.

I'm going to cover this in this post because I've talked about it all day at this point. I'm aware of the AI accusations for Saeyoung's artwork in particular. Please read this post I made about the subject since it needs to be spoken about in some capacity. I'm aware of people who have already reached out to Cheritz for clarity, so we're going to have to wait and see what they have to say about the matter.

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I can't say if AI was used one way or the other in the image. I can say I understand why people believe that portion of the image was created with AI. I think the artist was forced to go on a time crunch to get out the image out by this Thursday no matter what.

As far as we know, there's only one artist doing all this art. Counting the four images released last night, that makes a total of five images for the month of June. That is a lot of artwork for anyone to do, much less to complete in a month. July is also the anniversary, which leads me to believe that this artist probably was told they needed to get the art done for this month so they could get started on that image since anniversary art has almost always had a lot of characters.

This is PURE SPECULATION but it's possible that the time crunch and deadline they're on had Cheritz make them use AI to touch up or even finish the image they drew to meet the deadline; And, if it wasn't AI, there's also REASON TO SPECULATE, that they rushed the artist to get it out even if they made mistakes.

Because, I noticed one error in the Unknown artwork that could be an artist mistake, one that a lot of artists make. That's the fact that one of the water ripples is just above the frosting on the cake? I swear I've done things like that before. I'll have the layer in the wrong place and I won't notice until I post it. I hate it when that happens, but, hey it's a mistake a lot of artists make accidentally.

I don't want to believe that Cheritz would use AI in Mystic Messenger art because they said they wouldn't but words are just words. They're not powerful when Cheritz used AI in the past without so much as a second thought. Once you break that trust it is damn near impossible to win that trust back. I can't blame people for speculating when they see something off in an image. But, I hate that it's come to this and it isn't fair to anyone.

[Another Rant about AI]

I hate that the current environment has people on edge. I hate that people have to prove themselves. I hate that people can't trust each other. I hate that we have to deal with art theft. I hate that we have to see artists suffer. I hate that art theft nearly killed this fandom in the first place and THAT art theft is not only art being reposted without credit now, it's art being STOLEN and USED TO TRAIN AI.

I hate that Cheritz even remotely thought it was okay to use AI in the SSUM. I hate that people look at what could possibly be a byproduct of an artist being rushed to meet a direct deadline no matter what is seen as AI. I hate the possibility that AI was actually used in the art to get it done, no matter how much AI was used, whether it just be for a cake, or the entire image itself.

I hate that art is being fed to soulless algorithms for some heartless people to churn out bullshit because they don't want to learn how to draw and they don't want to pay actual artists what they're worth.

Because no matter what, AI or not, it hurts me to know that AI itself caused this conversation to begin in the first place. Even if there's no AI involved, like I said, rushing an artist to meet a deadline isn't it. We could've waited another week. All you had to do was say, "We need a little more time! Sorry folks!"

Transparency is what makes a world of difference for people.

Cheritz broke the trust of their fans by using AI in the first place, and once you break someone's trust, they might never trust you again. It's painful but it's true. So, AI or not in the birthday artwork, the reason I have to say something about this at all is because they used AI in the SSUM and now the smallest error in a drawing makes people want to speculate and tear the image apart to find out if it's AI or not.

It hurts me because I look forward every year to being able to write and analyze the artwork we've given. I love being able to find details that show me the artist really put their heart into it. That's something AI can't do. It can make a concept all day long, it can even make the art look "pretty", but it's making it with our stolen artwork and that's what makes it soulless.

It stole the hearts of wonderful artists and their hard work to create an amalgamation of "self-gratifying" bullshit by people who just don't care about the time and effort that goes into creative pursuits. I don't want to sit here and talk about how much I hate AI, I want to sit here and write about how much I love Mystic Messenger and what it has done for me and my life. But, I can't avoid the elephant in room when I talk about this art because the less we talk about what's happening, the more of a damn problem it is.

Until we see some clarity from Cheritz, we won't know one way or the other about the mistakes in the artwork. I want to believe the artist in this situation was rushed to meet the deadline and that lead to some mistakes slipping through the cracks. If that's not the case, then I will have to come back to this post and edit it to say, "Wow, they used AI for sure. It's no longer speculative."

I'm disappointed either way that we have to live this way.

I just don't like having to live in a world where we have no real choice but to analyze and speculate for AI all the damn time. The world is a bad enough place as it is at times, even if we all try our best to find a sense of good in it, and I'm so exhausted. So, hang tight, hopefully it is just a mistake of the artist being rushed to meet the deadline. That is my hope. It may be a naive and childish hope, but I'm so tired and I just don't want to hear them say they used AI again.

We'll see.

Moving on because I want to talk about what I noticed in the cake that didn't set me off.

So, I'm going to break your hearts in a matter of seconds. Prepare yourself for this one. So, in the birthday illustration from two years ago, Saeran and Saeyoung have a cake with both strawberries and blueberries.

That look on Saeran's face seems to imply the cake was a surprise to him. Saeyoung is winking as he looks at the cake, which tells me he's recently figured out his brother likes strawberries and blueberries on his cake. When I was analyzing that photo two years ago, I suspected that maybe Saeyoung liked blueberries.

But, that went against the core headcanon I've had for years about Saeyoung loving cherries. I've shaped a lot of his interest around his love of cherries in my mind, so to see him with a cherry cake stands out as an important reference and a brief moment for me to say that I got it right, hehehe! It makes sense, Dr. Pepper has cherry flavor in it.

But, do you notice something else interesting about that cherry cake? It's from Saeran! That tells me he wants his brother to have something that he enjoys for his birthday instead of always doing something for him instead. He needs to stop diminishing his own needs in favor of Saeran's.

Which, if anybody was going to make a point of telling him to think more of himself, I think the only person he would listen to would be his brother and to some extent, his MC. That man never thinks about what he wants. He would rather take the clothes off of his back every time if it means somebody else gets to be warm even if it makes him cold.

You know what, MC appreciation moment because I love the dress MC is wearing. It feels in style for them because it looks a lot like the dress from the proposal scene!

Did you guys know that there are flowers on the cake? You have to let your eyes look beyond the cherries! Right there! Did you know those flowers are also depicted in two other places in the game?

One place is in the common gallery where we see the bookmark that V tried to give Ray, and the other place we see is a birthday image from a few years ago with Saeyoung and MC, where they're wearing a set of matching rings. They are the same flower depicted time and time again to represent Saeyoung, well, outside of baby's breath. His Christmas CG was a baby's breath bouquet, after all!

Those flowers are geraniums.

Red geraniums are representative of a wish for good health. They are often gifted as a house-warming present to ward off negative energy from approaching your loved ones.

If you ask me, these are the perfect flowers to represent Saeyoung.

Who is he if not someone who has wanted to gift peace and protection to his brother? That's his dream, but I think in many ways, it's important he learns how to accept that he is also deserving of happiness and protection. Saeran wants his brother to be happy and healthy, too. It isn't fair for only Saeran to know peace and prosperity.

Saeyoung is just as worthy.

I think it's important to point out that the apartment drawn in this picture is not Rika's apartment. This is what her apartment looks like and we've got two angles to work with.

And this is the background in the new image. There is nothing similar about these backgrounds whatsoever!

Why is it significant? Well, I ask you to think about it a little bit harder than that. The bunker is the place he created to protect himself from all the monsters and demons that could ever think of hurting him and his family. He would never leave that bunker willingly unless he knew his family would be safe without a shadow of a doubt.

So, given the fact that he is in an apartment that's not Rika's—that means they've moved out of the bunker and they have a cute little apartment in the city.

An apartment where he doesn't have to feel like he has to live underground. He gets to see the sky, the clouds, the sun, the moon, buildings, people, and the rest of the world. He gets to have the world at his fingertips.

Can you believe that? Can you believe that this man whose face is a depiction of what it means to be paranoid in the dictionary is living in an apartment without fear? I can hardly believe it because I've always thought of him to be somebody who is terrified of what comes next.

I can't blame him for feeling that way because all of the monsters and demons he's afraid of are real. They're not something he cooked up in his head. They are real people who can hurt everyone he loves. So, for him to be in this apartment tells me that there is no longer a reason to be afraid.

His father and anyone from the agency who might come after him must be taken care of now. He doesn't have to be afraid and it means he gets to build the kind of life he wants to live. Better yet, he gets to have a normal life and it's a life worth living.

The cake is from his twin brother. I know I already talked about this earlier in the post, but I feel like it's an important distinction to bring it up here.

The only reason why he would have a cake delivery from his brother is if he wasn't with his brother on their birthday. I know, I know, I can already hear a lot of you trying to tell me that the boys shouldn't be separated. I don't think they should be separated either, but I do think this means SE Saeran gets to live separately from Saeyoung and MC.

I think that's the healthiest outcome after he's had time to heal and there's no more demons threatening their livelihoods.

He wouldn't want to live with his brother but that doesn't mean he wouldn't want to see his brother. That's why his sending a cake to his twin brother is such a big deal. Sure, they might have a celebration for their birthday together, but it's ultimately okay to have individual celebrations, too.

It's okay to enjoy the day by yourself.

Saeyoung is undoubtedly guilty of smothering his brother in this timeline. Many of us understand why he does it, and if you would like to read more about why he tries so hard in the first place, [I should point you in the direction of this post I wrote not too long ago about parentification.]

We know why he wants to do everything he can to make sure his brother stays alive and gets to experience life for what it is. But we also know that his methods aren't always the healthiest. He does the best with what he has but that doesn't make it okay, you know? His smothering of Saeran is... well, we know why he does it, but it doesn't make it the right choice.

His willingness to let his brother live alone is a huge step not only for his paranoia but in working to heal the relationship between them after everything that happened in the Secret Ending and Saeyoung's Route.

I don't think they would live far apart from each other, but I do think there would be enough distance so they could breathe. They need to be able to be individuals just as much as they need to be a family in my opinion. See, this is one timeline where I think it would be for the best if they didn't live together.

I want them to live together post-RAE. But, the only reason why I can see that working is because they're in a different position and it's easier for them to talk about their issues in a constructive way. You can't have that in the SE, per se. It's not tainted forever but it's not easy for either one of them to come to terms with everything.

I know things are going to get better for them in the future, but it's never going to be the way it was when they were kids. It couldn't even be like that in the RAE. There's just a different and unique sense of loss in the Secret Ending that isn't present in the RAE. It's not a bad thing, it's just different and that can be hard to stomach for a lot of people, I know.

Different lives, different choices, and different experiences led to different paths.

But, you know what gives me hope?

The fact that Unknown (or, who we could presume to be SE Saeran after dying his hair back to white) is wearing a cross. There is no real reason whatsoever for him to be wearing a cross. He's not the type to love church. Side eye at Mint Eye for being also being a byproduct of Rika's religious trauma.

He is not the religious type. I don't know for sure if he believes in God, but I know he believes in something, not sure what exactly, because he doesn't want to believe in nothing. I can't see him wearing a cross as it isn't something that brings him peace. But you know who it does brings peace to? His older brother, Saeyoung.

So, if you ask me, I think his brother gave him the cross because that was a way to make sure his brother was always protected.

"Could you wear this for me? It's okay if you don't want to wear it, I just... I want you to hang onto this for me while we're living apart. I... want you to have a piece of me with you. I know that's asking a lot of you... Something to always remind you that I'm thinking of you and that I never stopped thinking of you. This kept me safe and even if it's not the same magic for you— I want you to know you this is a part of me that is undeniable. You'll never have to doubt yourself. You'll have a piece of Saeyoung-hyung with you this time while we're separated. Not forever... we can see each other whenever we want now."

Because Saeran had no proof his brother existed outside of his own memories until Mint Eye gave him the chance to peek into the RFA servers.

Even if it's silly, Saeyoung wants his brother to have a piece of his soul to keep him safe. Saeran being ultimately willing to wear a cross is a big deal, and being willing to wear the same cross his brother has worn for years is an even larger deal. Saeyoung believes in that cross.

The cross kept him safe and he clutched onto it tightly when he prayed for Saeran's happiness.

That cross is filled with years of Saeyoung's belief and hope for a happy tomorrow.

It's just as much proof of as the images on the floppy disc are. The church is what helped Saeyoung find a way to help himself and his brother, and even if it didn't work out the way he planned, that still means something to him.

Saeran's wearing something his brother gave him to keep him safe and he's not mad about it. He didn't steal that cross, either. It's not a show of power to mock Saeyoung. The image that is reflected at the top of this post is not one where we are meant to be at the cusp of an elixir bathtub.

It's a staged photo shoot.

It's one where Saeran is looking at the camera.

His face doesn't seem like the typical one you'd expect for someone rotting away in Mint Eye. He seems more at peace. If that is the case, then it makes sense that he's wearing something of his brother's to give him peace of mind. It's a token he took not because he wanted his brother not to smother him—but because it's something he took as he finally understood that his brother just wanted to protect him even if he hasn't always done it the way Saeran might have liked.

After all, it's not Saeyoung's fault that Rika and V failed.

Something something, these bracelets remind me of shackles after the chains have been broken. Unknown is no longer bound in chains. He's free. What more could anyone want for him? In conclusion, I will say that I love him very much and I'm going to keep staring at him for a while to feel better after this long day. Oh, wait, I have one more left in me.

MC'S DRESS LOOKS LIKE A BIG FLOWER AND UNKNOWN IS THE CENTER PIECE.

#character analysis #mod kait #mysme #mysticmessenger #saeran choi #saeyoung choi

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marnerparty · 2 years ago

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go blue pt. 2

Part 2 by popular demand!

Luke Hughes x McCarthy!reader

*for those who do not know, JJ McCarthy is the quarterback for Michigan’s football team, so yn will be his sister!

part 1 here!

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ynssecretaccount last Friday night …

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rutgermcgroarty didn’t we talk about this partying thing???

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rutgermcgroarty about what happened last time …

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ynssecretaccount REMEMBER WHAT!?

lhughes_06 you adopted a penguin in Antarctica

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lhughes_06 literally 5 days ago 😐

biznasty I knew I shouldn’t have supplied the pink Whitney 🤦🏼‍♀️

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markestapa he held my hair back once too 🥰

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ynmccarthy wondering how he puts up w/ my shenanigans

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yns#1fan how’s your penguin

lhughes_06 😧

rutgermcgroarty 😧

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jjmccarthy trust me, you’re better off living your own life

mackie.samo little Lukey is a man now

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jjmccarthy wow regretting decisions?

ynssecretaccount happens every once in awhile

lhughes_06 Mrs. Hughes???

ynssecretaccount I don’t deserve to call her Ellen anymore 😔

jackhughes wow she actually may be upset

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_quinnhughes actually, I told her you didn’t drink at all and she believes me

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_quinnhughes you’re my sister now, it’s what an older brother does

ynssecretaccount 🥹🥺😮🤧

rutgermcgroarty I’m crying

jamie.drysdale hi yn

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jamie.drysdale I’m sick and Trevor can’t take care of me

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trevorzegras 😐

jackhughes where is the golf cart trevor??????

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_quinnhughes oh fucking hell

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jamie.drysdale why would you do this to me

jamie.drysdale but also everybody needs a little yn time

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yns#1fan hope Jamie’s feeling better!

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_quinnhughes someone break out their FBI skills

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biznasty ???

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luca.fantilli caught

trevorzegras thanks a lot for the help. I really needed it. Jamie is exhausting

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jackhughes 🤨

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lhughes_06 long story short we bought a house together and are currently in the process of moving in

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mackie.samo 🤷🏼‍♀️

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lhughes_06 5.1.23: the day I manned up & made sure I could have you forever :)

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ynmccarthy I’m so ready to be your wife ❤️‍🔥

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_quinnhughes officially time to get me a sister

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ynmccarthy well yeah, I still love you! just shocked in the best way :)

colecaufield you can go now 🤢

user1 she is so happy

umichhockey congrats to future Mr. & Mrs. Hughes!

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jjmccarthy awww lil sis! I couldn’t be happier :)

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lhughes_06 🫡

yourbestfriend congrats my yn!!

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lhughes_06 I only told 3 people that they would be there. so which one of you is it

rutgermgroarty not me

adamfantilli not me

mackie.samo not me

ynmccarthy why do you do this

jamie.drysdale you got yourself a good one! be nice to her or else. and also congrats :)

lhughes_06 🫶🏻

jjmccarthy also luke, what does this mean for us? how could you do this!?

lhughes_06 I know and I’m sorry. it was really difficult, you have to understand

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lhughes_06 yn doesn’t have to know …

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jjmccarthy go away for a minute

trevorzegras baby Hughes so longer a baby! congrats yn and Luke!!

lhughes_06 thank you Z!

ynmccarthy love you Trev 🫶🏻

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ynmccarthy meet beau :)

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nhl the cutest new addition to the Hughes fam!

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trevorzegras you finally got your Doberman!

ynmccarthy it took a lot of convincing

lhughes_06 when have I ever said no to you?

jackhughes literally never she’s so dramatic

_quinnhughes she’s not responding because she knows we’re right

ynmccarthy no comment

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lhughes_06 are kids in the near future??

ynmccarthy do you think they are??

lhughes_06 I think this is a conversation to have not in Instagram comments

user1 who’s cuter, Beau or Luke?

mackie.samo beau

rutgermcgroarty beau

jackhughes beau

ynmccarthy beau

lhughes_06 wow thank you guys so much

adamfantilli will you guys just get married already ?

ynmccarthy who says we aren’t …

adamfantilli don’t even joke

_quinnhughes ????? you guys JUST got engaged

lhughes_06 we like to move fast

jackhughes did you fucking get eloped

ynmccarthy 🤷🏼‍♀️

biznasty kids these days, buying puppies together, trying to get married quick. just slow down. Luke will still be there in the morning

ynmccarthy wow, that’s actually amazing advice

biznasty well, I wanted to end it with “he’s still gonna be there because nobody else wanted him” but I decided against it

ynmccarthy wouldn’t be a Paul Bissonnette quote without a smart ass comment

biznasty says you

ynmccarthy 🖕🏻

#nhl #hockey #hockey imagine #instagram edit #instagram imagine #luke hughes #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes imagine #michigan hockey

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brainddeadd · 3 months ago

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Joking about trying choking in the bedroom with Matthew Knies and him being the one to be choked. Only for him to get flustered and realize oh fuck I DO want you to choke me. With #65 (“who would have thought that this is something you’d be into”) from the smut prompt list

Choking

warnings: smut

The atmosphere in the bedroom was charged with laughter and playful banter, the remnants of your earlier conversation lingering in the air. You were sprawled on the bed, scrolling through your phone, when Matthew plopped down beside you, a grin lighting up his face.

“What are you looking at?” he asked, peering over your shoulder. You quickly turned your phone away, a mischievous smile creeping onto your lips.

“Just some interesting… ideas for the bedroom,” you replied, your voice teasing as you set the phone aside.

Matthew raised an eyebrow, leaning closer. “Oh? Like what? You have my attention.”

You bit your lip, suppressing a laugh. “Well, I came across something that made me think of you… choking.” You let the word hang in the air, watching his reaction.

His eyes widened slightly, a hint of surprise flickering across his features. “Choking? Like… me choking you, or you choking me?”

“Honestly, I was thinking more along the lines of me choking you,” you said, a playful smirk tugging at your lips. “Who would have thought that sweet little Matthew Knies would be into that?”

He looked at you, flustered, his cheeks turning a faint shade of pink. “Wait, seriously? You’re joking, right?”

You leaned in closer, lowering your voice to a sultry whisper. “Why not? You might like it. I mean, it’s all about trust, right?” You winked at him, watching as he struggled to process your words.

“Um, I mean…” Matthew stammered, scratching the back of his neck, a nervous chuckle escaping him. “I never really thought about it like that. But… oh fuck, I think I might actually want you to choke me.”

You burst into laughter, the sound bright and infectious. “Wow, who knew my sweet, innocent boyfriend had a wild side?”

“Hey!” he protested, his flustered demeanor only making him cuter. “I’m not innocent. I just… I didn’t realize it was something I could enjoy.”

You leaned back against the pillows, still chuckling. “Well, now you know! Just think about it—I'll take charge, and you’ll love it.”

Matthew shook his head, a smile breaking through his embarrassment. “You’re really trying to turn me into some kind of submissive, huh?”

“Maybe I am! But only because I know how much you secretly love it,” you teased, nudging him playfully. “Besides, it could be fun.”

He considered your words for a moment, a grin spreading across his face. “Alright, fine. But if I end up liking it too much, it’s your fault!”

“Deal!” you said, feeling a thrill at the thought of exploring this new side of your dynamic together.

As the playful banter continued, Matthew looked at you with a mix of admiration and intrigue, realizing that this unexpected conversation had only deepened your connection.

The evening was thick with a charged energy, the kind that buzzed between you and Matthew as you both lay in bed, the soft glow of the bedside lamp casting a warm light around the room. After your earlier conversation, both of you were giddy with anticipation.

Matthew shifted beside you, running a hand through his hair, looking both nervous and excited. “So, uh, how do we… start?” he asked, glancing at you with an amused yet anxious smile.

You turned to face him, your heart racing at the thought of what was about to unfold. “Just relax. Trust me, okay?”

He nodded, his expression serious yet playful, as you took a moment to gauge his comfort. “If it’s too much, just tap my arm or something, alright?”

“Got it. I trust you,” he replied, a hint of determination in his eyes.

You shifted closer, your fingers trailing lightly along his jawline, savoring the warmth of his skin. “Let’s start slow. Just a little pressure, nothing crazy.”

With a gentle touch, you placed your hand around his neck, your fingers resting lightly against his skin. Matthew’s breath hitched slightly, his eyes widening as he processed the sensation. “Okay, that feels… different,” he admitted, a hint of nervous laughter in his voice.

“Good different or bad different?” you asked, a teasing smile playing on your lips.

“Definitely good. Just… don’t squeeze too hard,” he replied, a playful glint in his eyes.

“Promise,” you said, squeezing gently, enough to create a sense of restraint without crossing any lines. You watched his face for any signs of discomfort, but instead, he seemed to lean into it, a low groan escaping his lips.

“See? Not so bad, right?” you murmured, leaning in closer, your lips brushing against his as you maintained the pressure.

“Yeah, it’s actually really nice,” he admitted, his cheeks flushed. “Just… keep going.”

Encouraged, you tightened your grip slightly, feeling the pulse of his heartbeat under your fingers. You watched as his eyes fluttered closed, a mix of exhilaration and submission washing over him. “Just breathe, Matthew. I’ve got you,” you whispered, your voice low and soothing.

A soft whimper escaped his lips, and you couldn’t help but smile at how responsive he was to you. “You’re really into this, huh?” you teased, your thumb gently stroking the side of his neck.

He opened his eyes, looking at you with a mixture of vulnerability and desire. “Who knew I’d like being choked so much?” he said, breathless. “I just didn’t expect it to feel this… good.”

“Are you okay? I mean, really?” you checked, your heart racing from the thrill of the moment.

“More than okay,” he replied, his voice steadying as he locked eyes with you. “I trust you completely. Just… don’t stop.”

Feeling empowered, you leaned in, your lips brushing against his ear as you whispered, “You’re doing so well, Matty.”

With a soft smile, you pressed a light kiss on his lips before applying a bit more pressure, just enough to elicit a soft gasp from him. His hands found their way to your waist, gripping you tightly, grounding himself as he surrendered to the experience.

“Fuck,” he breathed, his voice a mixture of disbelief and pleasure. “This is so intense.”

You leaned back, studying his face. “You like it, don’t you?”

He nodded, a shy smile breaking through his earlier hesitation. “Yeah, I do. Who would’ve thought I’d be into this?”

You chuckled softly, feeling triumphant. “See? I told you it could be fun.”

“Definitely more than I expected,” he replied, leaning in for another kiss, his lips soft yet fervent against yours. “You’re amazing.”

You smiled against his lips, feeling a surge of affection for him. “Just remember, I’m always here to help you explore.”

As the kiss deepened, you felt a rush of excitement at this new layer of intimacy between you. The boundaries had shifted, and with them, a newfound trust blossomed, enhancing the connection you both shared.

#matthew knies x reader #matthew knies imagines #matthew knies fanfic #° braindead writes

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maarriiii · 2 years ago

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Cupcakes & Gargoyles | Jason Todd

A/N: I’m so tired yall

Pairing(s): Jason Todd x female!reader, Red Hood x female!reader

Warning(s): None

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Jason leaned back on his hands, watching the night sky of Gotham city with his favorite companion. The stone gargoyle beside him aged with time since the last time he perched on this particular building. The weather and the lack of maintenance had taken its toll on the statue, proven by the chipped and broken pieces on its legs and wings. Jason put his left hand on its head, patting it like the lifeless statue was actually a living and breathing creature. He leaned back again, lifting a bottle of liquor to his lips, and continue staring at the sky with his best friend in silence. Until a pair of footsteps emerged behind him.

"Starting the party without me, Hood? I'm hurt." y/n stood in the shadows, her all black attire making it feel like she was just a voice floating in the air. She knew she wouldn't be able to surprised him—the only time that y/n did was when they were kids—but she still stayed in the shadows, marveling how his hair moved when a sudden gush of wind breeze through. Jason looked peaceful, even if she can't see the expression on his face. His body language told her enough.

"It's not my fault you're late," Jason replied, still not facing her.

"I'll have you know I had to pick up something before I get here. We can't have a party without a cake now, can't we?"

At the mention of cake, Jason turned around at the same time y/n emerged from the shadow. She had let down her hood, letting her hair flow gently in the wind. Her domino mask was nowhere in sight, showing off her entrancing eyes twinkling with delight. The lower part of her face was also visible and Jason could see her amused smile at the sight of his blank stare. And finally, a small rectangular pink box was on her hands which he was staring daggers at.

"I thought I told you to not get me anything." Jason sighed.

"I know, but I want to anyway." y/n sat beside him, her legs dangling in the air. "You know you can't stop me from doing anything I want."

"Yeah, and if I remember correctly, you got shot because of that stubbornness."

y/n scoffed. "I only got shot because you didn't trust my judgement. I had the situation completely under control."

"Oh, I'm sorry for saving my partner from a lunatic shooting an assault rifle. I promise I won't do it again," he remarked, sarcasm lacing his words.

"God, you're lucky I love you." y/n shook her head. "Where you get the beer?"

Jason pretended to ignore her whisper and turned his attention to the unopened beer bottle next to his half empty one. He told y/n how during his travel to the building where his favorite gargoyle was, he caught sight of a robbery happening at a convenience store. Jason swooped in before the two robbers could do any damage, knock them unconscious and contacted Oracle to send a couple of police officers his way. The owner of said store, an elderly looking man that reminded him of Alfred, expressed his gratitude by asking Jason—or Red Hood to be exact—to take whatever he wanted, free of charge. He refused, of course, but the man was very persistent and in the end, he brought with him two bottles of beer, a pack of cigarettes and a handful of Reese's peanut butter cups.

"That's very nice of him," y/n said, after hearing the story. "You still have some of those peanut butter cups?"

Jason rummaged through his jacket pocket and handed her the candy. "Here. I know you like them, that's why I took it."

"Aww, you're so sweet."

Instead of immediately satisfying her sweet tooth, y/n put the candies on her utility belt and rummaged through the many pouch of the object for something she so desperately needed. Jason heard her mumbling and curses before finally facing him again, a satisfied smile on her lips, and a lighter and one candle on her hand. She opened the pink box between them—that Jason almost forgot was there—and revealed the half a dozen cupcakes with red frosting that matches the color of his helmet. Jason watched as she took one cupcake, stick the candle and use the lighter to light it. The warm glow illuminated both of their features.

"Happy birthday, Jaybird. Make a wish." y/n lift the cupcake closer to him.

"And if I don't want to?" His smile grew wider when she gave him a blank look.

"Then, I'll push you off this damn building."

"Jeez, y/n, that's how you treat the birthday boy?"

"Only if the birthday boy is a red helmet wearing vigilante that's been brought back to life. Now, blow the candle and make a wish."

Jason rolled his eyes before turning his body to fully face her figure. He looked at her for a moment, saving every detail of her face inside his mind as if the wind was going to take her away from him. He looked into her eyes, the eyes that watched him as if he painted the sky and hung the stars. He watched her lips, the same one that whispered sweet nothings to his ears and kissed every inch of his skin with so much love and affection. He watched her. The person that stood by him in every step of the way. The person who always watches his back as they soared through the night. The person who knocks some senses into his head when he was being a stubborn ass. The Batgirl to his Robin. His partner. His best friend. His everything. When Jason finally closed his eyes and blow the candle, he didn't make any wish. All he could ever wish for was sitting right in front of him.

"You didn't have to do this, but thanks."

"It's fine, Jay, really." y/n smiled. "Besides, there's no way in hell I'm gonna miss the opportunity to celebrate your birthday."

"What if I'm out of town?" Jason playfully asked, eating the cupcake.

"You say that like I can't track you down."

"What if I'm off world?"

"Then, I'll ask Kory to help me." She countered. "Face it, Jay. You're stuck with me."

Jason smiled at her. "I think I'll be alright with that."

#dc #dc comics #jason todd #red hood #jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jason todd x female!reader #red hood x female!reader

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dragon-creates · 1 year ago

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Never Grow Up

Funnybunny Week Day Seven: Free Day . Just when Pomni and Jax didn't think their lives could get any happier, their daughter was born.

And thus concludes funnybunny week! I hope you guys had just as much fun as I did and I loved hearing all of your support and feedback. I wanted to end this week off with a bang, and what better way to do that than with a fankid. Once again thank you all for your support and enjoy! <3

Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up Don't you ever grow up Just stay this little

Pomni was pretty sure she was sweaty and gross right now, yet Jax continued to look at her as if she were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. The two were cuddled up on the jester’s bed after the most exhausting day of their lives. Was Pomni sore and tired? Yes. But it was all worth it for the bundle of joy in her arms.

A little baby bunny with brown fur squirmed in her mother’s arms as she slept, wrapped in a soft pink blanket that Gangle had gifted them. “She’s perfect,” Pomni whispered.

“You did it poms,” Jax smiled, his eyes wet as he stared at his two favorite girls, “You created the world’s cutest baby.”

“She is the world’s cutest baby, isn’t she?” Pomni marveled the new-born, the kit making little squeaks in her sleep. “I never believed that I could deserve this.”

Jax turned to look at his significant other, his brows furrowing with concern, “Deserve what?”

Pomni took a breath, readying herself for what she was about to say, “That I deserved to be this happy.”

Jax’s let out a trembled sigh, holding onto the jester tighter, “Oh sweetie. Why did you think that?”

“I-I don’t know. It’s silly, looking back on it. But I always felt like me getting trapped in the circus was me getting punished for something bad I did in my past life,” Pomni admitted, “I believed that I had to be a horrible person to end up here, that I deserved to be here if that was the case, that it was my fault. It took me so long to unlearn that and decide that I wanted to be happy, that I wanted to fall in love with you. And now, here we are and I’m the happiest I’ve ever been-mmmph!”

She was interrupted by Jax pressing his lips against hers, his fingers massaging her hair. She sighed into the kiss, letting herself be and feel loved by the man willing to hand her the entire world if she asked. “You deserve so much and more,” he said once he pulled away, “You’ve been by my side from the day we met. You didn’t put up with any of my shit - you even punched me in the face so hard I nearly blacked out, all because I tried to tickle you.”

“I didn’t see you sneak up!” she whined, “And I said I was sorry.”

“I know and I forgave you,” Jax chuckled, his face softening suddenly, “It was also how I fell in love with you.”

Pomni’s mouth fell slightly agape. No matter how much she thought she wouldn’t be affected by Jax’s words, he still found ways to surprise her. But she didn’t mind, not one bit. “I think that’s how I feel in love with you too…you being a hopeless sap for me,” she giggled.

Jax scoffed in mock offense, “Okay, thanks for that little lady. Already setting such an example for our daughter.”

“Pot calling the kettle black!” The jester snickered, “As if you haven’t already come up with how to raise her into a menace to society.”

“Speaking of our little menace, she’s gonna need a name,” Jax pointed out, “Unless we call her menace.”

“Absolutely not,” Pomni deadpanned.

“Fair enough,” Jax shrugged, smirking slightly.

Pomni rolled her eyes, smiling fondly, “Actually, I was thinking Rayne?”

“Rayne,” Jax thought about it for a moment, looking down at his daughter and stroking her cheek with his thumb. “It’s got a nice ring to it. But if you don’t mind me asking, why Rayne?”

Pomni shifted, she had a feeling this would come up, “Well, because in latin it means…queen.”

Jax froze, his head lifting back up as he looked back at Pomni, tears filling his eyes, “Queen?”

“I knew how much of a mother Queenie was to you before she…” Pomni shook her head, refusing to let herself trail off. “I thought that this name could honor her, to show that she’s not truly gone.”

Jax sniffed, a wet laugh escaping from his mouth as he pressed his forehead to hers, “I love you. I really, really love you. You know that, right?”

Pomni felt her own happy tears escaping as well, “I had a feeling. So, Rayne it is?”

“Yeah,” Jax nodded, “Rayne it is.”

There was a tiny sneeze coming from below at the mention of her new name, as though she were confirming who she was. “Hey little Rayne,” Pomni cooed as Jax’s grin threatened to split his face, “Are you waking up?”

The small bunny’s eyes blinked open, revealing one red and one blue pupil respectively with yellow sclera surrounding them. “Sweetie look,” Jax couldn’t believe what he was seeing, somehow grinning harder, “She takes after you.”

“And you,” Pomni added, leaning into him, “She really is perfect.”

“Just like her mother,” Jax pressed a kiss to her hair.

“I’m still gross,” Pomni grimaced.

“Nope, you’re still beautiful,” Jax wrapped his arms around his new family, “Nothing can change that.”

Pomni snuggled closer with Rayne, feeling sleep starting to wash over her. The same could be said for Jax and Rayne, the two sharing an identical yawn as their eyes drifted shut.

“Welcome to the world Rayne,” Pomni whispered one last time, sleep catching up to her as she joined her child and partner in the dream world.

Truly, this was happiness. And they wouldn’t trade it for anything else.

#funnybunny #funnybunny week #funnybunny week 2024 #pomnijax #jax x pomni #pomni x jax #jax #pomni #tadc #the amazing digital circus #my writing #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 #dragon rambles

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empressyu123 · 9 months ago

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The love you give

it’s you… (part 2)

Chouji: Hello you unpolished gem

Speechless, Ego continues to stare blankly in shock

Ego: it’s you… it’s really you, Ai.

Chouji: also! *Smiling with his eyes closed* i’d rather you called me Chouji instead. at least for now~

as Chouji talked Isagi stood on the sidelines, as he watched which he couldn’t help but think-

Isagi: ? (what is this kdrama moment i’m seeing?)

Anri: *whispering* hey isagi?

Isagi turns to meet Anri’s eyes

Anri: Is your brother really the Ai Chouji?

Isagi: yea?

Anri: as in the man who single handily took down teams of skilled players using minimum effort? the legendary Prideful Empress?!

Isagi: *smiles confidently* yep that’s the one

Ego: I-

Chouji: so?~

there was a pause, Ego then turned his head to look at the two bystanders who flinched at the jester.

Ego: Anri, Isagi get out for a bit.

Anri: Wait-

Ego: i’ll forgive you both just get out.

Anri: we’ll be in the staff lounge.

Without question Anri escorts the young striker out but before they could leave, Isagi looks to Chouji and Ego which is when he met his brother’s gaze.

Isagi: …

then receiving all the information he needed, he then proceeds to walk out the door, the door then closed behind them.

after they were out of the room Chouji turns to Ego smiling but now with change in his attitude,

Chouji: well then,

Ego breaths in

Chouji: shall we start discussing then?

Once Isagi and Anri were outside they both let out a breath which they’ve held for too long.

Trying to lighten the mood Anri speaks up,

Anri: shall we go then?

as they walked in silence Isagi asked Anri

Isagi you think my brother is going to be okay?

Anri: considering how Ego acted… maybe…

Anri then decided to start asking about his brother since this still was all new to her,

Anri: so your brother… seemed to know Ego quite well,

Isagi: yea, he does… didn’t expect him to actually know him at all…

Anri: he never told you?

Isagi: i don’t think he even knew he was here

Anri: oh really, you never told him?

Isagi: welllll- i did, like half an hour ago…

Anri: …?

Isagi: I didn’t want to bother him with all the details, besides he’s quite busy most of the time, do get me wrong he’s an amazing brother, he makes the time to talk and spend time with me and everything it’s just my fault for never telling him about it but i also guess we ever got to a right moment to discuss about it?

Anri: if you don’t mind me asking, what does he work as?

Isagi: he, works at as a teacher,

Anri: oh? what subject?

As they continued to discuss a thought popped in. Anri decides to be brave and shoots the question that had been running in her mind

Anri: so, Isagi, i was just wondering…

Isagi: ?

Anri: You told us that Chouji was your eldest brother, if you don’t mind me asking how many siblings do you have?

Isagi: 3 brothers 3 sisters,

Anri: SIX SIBLINGS?!

isagi laughs slightly yea, crazy huh?

Anri: why does it not say on your data base, why isn’t there anything about your siblings?

Isagi: oh, that’s because we don’t live together and we weren’t all adopted by the same people,

Anri: ah, (wait. Adopted?)… you’re adopted?

Isagi: yea?

Anri: …(how do you say this so casually?!)

as they continued to walk and chat about his family they finally had reached the room and then proceeded to open the door and out flung a person

“Isagi!”

Isagi heard the voices of 2 and was soon jumped on by a familiar figure.

Isagi: Bachira, Otoya!? what are you doing here?-

Bachira: Iiiisaaagiiii! that roach won’t leave us alone!!!

the bee haired boy pointed at the tanned blonde with pink tips who was smiling sinisterly at them

Shidou: you’re really hurting my feelings there wasp… hi blueberry!

Isgai: … Shidou?

Otoya: Isagi please do something!!!

Anri: ummm?

Isagi: hahaha… (Aniki, please hurry the fuck up)

with Ego and Chouji, they were having a staring contest, so far Ego was winning.

It went on for at least 10 more minutes before Chouji spoke up and broke the silence,

Chouji: well then, what should we start with?

Ego could only stare at his old friend as he continued on

Chouji: my relations to our dearest hero isagi yoichi, where i’ve been all these years, or could it be?

he walks up to him and stroked his chin, staring at him with his heterochromia eyes, smiling

Chouji: the reason i left you?

Ego remained silent, which causes Chouji to tilt his head to the side and hums

Ego: would, you want tea or water?

Chouji: … eh?

next thing Chouji knew he was sitting facing Ego having tea,

Ego: have you been doing okay lately?

Chouji: i’ve… been better?

Ego: oh good… I was worried, are you and Isagi Yoichi going anywhere after this?

Chouji: well we’re going to go to my place for a bit, you know the little house further down the mountain?

Ego: yea i haven’t forgotten (how could I?)

Chouji took a sip of his tea, buying time for a minute to say something,

Chouji: …it’s amazing how much you’ve changed,

Ego: yea well i have you to thank for that,

Chouji brows raised in confusion as

Ego had flashbacks to when they were 17 again, how even though Chouji was a maniac on the field, off the field he was like a completely different person, a person who was kind, thoughtful and patient, almost saintly, Ego would say that Isagi Yoichi, if not for his left eye, was the spitting image of him when he was younger.

When Ego bullied in front of Chouji for the first time, after someone insulted Ego for being a loner (not knowing he was friends with Chouji).

Well… let’s just say he never came to harm him again in any shape or form,

it didn’t stop there, like the times when some got his order wrong on purpose, Chouji would walk up to the counter then slammed the table, smiling menacingly saying

“he said no fucking pickles.”

“you got his order wrong”

because he was to scared to do so,

the proudest moments he remembered were when he finally got the courage to stand up and actually insult his bully after he made fun of Chouji behind his back and then the next day-

Ego: do you remember that guy that would make fun of me during first period?

Chouji: hmm? oh! i remember, yea how that guy asked you to just jump off a bridge, then you said-

Ego: “better idea, how about i climb up your ego and jump to your IQ?”

Chouji: *smiling happily* i was so proud of you,

they both chuckled,

Ego: I remember how we accidentally set fire to the teachers desk, you asked if i was sure this is a good idea? and i said

Chouji: *smiling* “Don’t worry it’ll be fine”it was not fine, we had to face so much lecturing and had pay for the desk, that desk was not cheap remember,

Ego: I know, I know,

they bursted out laughing,

they both remembered it all like it was just yesterday…

on or off the field, it was no different. It was Jinpachi and Chouji against anyone who stood in their way.

They hung out so much that people had called them “the JiJi’s”the guys who laughed at the opposite team and makes fun of their tactics.

Being the biggest threat to the opposing teams and the biggest troublemakers in college, but also being the most respected people in both worlds

It was most would consider perfect,

but then again

“perfection doesn’t last forever”

Ego: *tired smile* i even took after your terrible habit of cussing at people

Chouji: hey! I told you i wasn’t going to be here every moment of your life and if you were gonna my friend, you were gonna have to learn to cuss a little.

paused.

Ego: (“I’m not going to be here every moment of your life…” that’s right he did say that…)

Then Ego thought to himself for a bit as if he was trying to find the right way to say it to him and it seemed that Chouji caught on as he had quirked his brow,

Chouji: (oh?) spit it out.

Ego: ?

Chouji: I know there’s something you wanna say so just say it dear,

Ego: … would you like to come tomorrow again?

Chouji: *his smile froze and his eyes widen* ?

Ego: well… it’s been a while and i would like us to catch up and it’s almost the end of the day so, would you come tomorrow again?

Chouji: … this was far from the reaction that i expected from you,

Ego: really?

Chouji: i was really expecting rage, bargaining, cries and even the silent treatment… I didn’t think you would still look at me, let alone speak to me again,

Ego: sorry to disappoint your expectations then, *sips his beverage*

Chouji: *muttering* you really have matured a lot,

Ego: *mood brightens* well- it’s all thanks to your let-

Chouji: *turns his gaze quickly towards the door* there’s someone coming,

there was a knock on the door and then suddenly a large figure walked in and then followed another, Ego quickly changed back to his usual stoic manner

Ego: Lavinho, Loki what do you want?

Loki hands over a tablet to Ego and then explains

Loki: just an update on the player’s data-

Lavinho: yooo do you have any alcohol here?

Loki could only sigh apologetically for Ego as the loud tanned man talked.

Ego: *annoyed* no. if that’s all you wanted then you could’ve gone to the staff lounge.

Lavinho: *now whining* but your area is closer, besides~ you have plenty of booze here!

Ego: get out. i have a guest here.

Ego gestures towards Chouji who smiles sweetly at them. The both couldn’t help but stare

Lavinho: (who is this beauty i see…?)

Loki: (he really does look unique… in a good way,)

Just as Ego was about to tell them to go again, Lavinho walks towards Chouji takes his hand he brings his it up to his face then drops a kiss on the back of it.

Lavinho: Oye, señor perfecto, ¿qué es algo bueno como tú en un lugar como este?

translation- hey mister perfect, what’s a fine thing like you doing in a place like this?

Ego slapped the had away then clicked his tough

Ego: don’t be so disrespectful of our guest here.

Lavinho: oh? *smirks* i thought i was!

Loki: not to be rude and interrupt but we can argue right now.

he takes out a case of translators,

Loki: why are you talking to him when he doesn’t have the ear piece, he can’t understand you

Loki hands the translators to Chouji, which he takes politely but before he puts them in he turns to Lavinho,

Chouji: … *he’s eyes narrow and then smirks* I’m here for my brother, thanks for asking handsome

Ego, Loki & Lavinho: !

Lavinho: (oh? oh! it’s that guy from earlier!) h-

Ego: Chouji. you can’t just say stuff like that to strangers!

Loki: Oh, c'est toi ! Alors Isagi Yoichi, c'est ton frère? (oops i spoke in French)

translation- oh it’s you! so Isagi Yoichi’s you’re brother?

Chouji: that’s right, you saw me earlier in the monitors? my~ the security here is impressive!

Loki & Lavinho: !

Chouji: *laughs, then puts in the ear pieces* now then i think i’ve kept my dear brother waiting long enough, the young lady said that they’d be in the staff lounge right? *turns to Ego* if you don’t mind, where is that exactly?

Loki: we’re going there actually, I can take you there if you want,

Chouji: *smiling fondly* thank you dear, that’s very kind of you! no wonder Yoichi speaks so highly of you,

Loki: (oh? he talks about me…) he does?

Chouji: definitely~ … wanna hear the stories?

Loki: well… *smiles* if you’re offering,

Chouji: *laughs* well, for starters, he thinks you’re handsome,

Loki: *blushes and raises his brow* he thinks i’m handsome?

Chouji: particularly your eyes, he finds them pretty~

Loki: *a small smile forms on his face* … i see,

Lavinho: hey don’t leave me out of it! wait up, señor perfecto!

as soon as they walked off Ego took a moment to sigh tiredly and to twiddle with his neck tie when he immediately realised.

Ego: Fuck he didn’t answer my question!

back with Isagi,

Bachira and Otoya were hugging his arms hiding behind him like baby koalas.

Of course once they had calmed down a bit Isagi asked.

Isagi: so are you going to tell me why you’re here?

Shidou: I came cuz of Loki but got lost~

Anri: okay that Shidou… but what about you two?

Bachira: Well~ Lavinho was helping out with the party and wanted some help so we came and tagged along!

Lavinho: that’s a damn lie

Otoya & Bachira: !?

like magic, Lavinho walked in with Ego who looked far from pleased, a face that could kill anyone if it could.

Lavinho: I wanted to grab a beer and it just so happens that the way to the drinks area was near here, but since Ego’s office was closer i went there, these two voluntarily decided to come with me for some reason.

…

Anri: -so, why are you here?

Bachira: well! we, um well…

Otoya: Bachira wanted to see if Isagi had a girlfriend so we went to go see if it was true.

everyone: (… ah.)

Shidou ohhh~?

Bachira: *betrayed gasps as he lets go of isagi* NOT ONLY ARE YOU A SNITCH, YOU’RE A BITCH!

Otoya: *processes to rap his arms around Isagi and sticks his tough out* every man for himself.

as Bachira was about to make witty comeback when Ego cuts in

Ego: and you never thought to ask him instead?

there was quiet

Bachira & Otoya: … oh, ye-ah, (oops)

Ego: you’re here because you got impatient. isn’t it?

guilty~

Shidou: *laughs* wow! jealously doesn’t look good on you two!~

Bachira & Otoya *glares at Shidou*

Anri patted Isagi’s back empathetically as Isagi’s eye twitched when looking at the two, so done,

he just wanting to go spend time with his brother, was that really so hard?

Isagi: (will this crush phase end?)

me: not anytime soon,

Isagi: (feels like Gods doing this for his own entertainment…)

Me: oop! yea i did do that, teehee~

little did he realise that his beloved brother was standing at the sidelines with Loki having just arrived but managed to hear from “you we’re impatient” part.

Chouji: pfft-

muffling a giggle but failing miserably. Chouji quickly turned his head and covered his mouth and to turn away from this funny site.

Unfortunately, thanks to Isagi’s hearing, he notices and then turns to glare at him, ignoring Loki who was standing beside him.

Isagi: (don’t just laugh help me!)

Chouji: *coughs then regains his composure*

everyone turns to face the man

Chouji: nice to meet you! you must be Yoichi’s friends, my name is Chouji i’ve heard a lot about you guys~

Lavinho: Chouji? *he grins boyishly* quite fitting, you really live up to your name mariposa~

Ego: *grits* shut up Lavinho stop flirting with the guest.

Chouji who’s still looking at the two japanese players not noticing the bickering behind him

Chouji: are you alright?

The 3 looked at Chouji, not looking away and blinked twice.

Bachira: you’re not a girl.

Chouji smiled at him with wide eyes there was silence.

Chouji: eh?

Isagi: Bachira!

Otoya: still very pretty though, friend, boyfriend?

Isagi: brother.

even longer silence

Bachira, Shidou, Otoya: ! *panics except Shidou* sorry future brother in law/ no way!/ sir…

everyone except the brothers look at Bachira and Shidou with strange expressions.

Shidou of course who ignores the stares walks up to isagi and raps an arm around his shoulder and says

Shidou: brother huh? you look a copy of him, he looks like you but in the future!

Isagi: wait really?

Shidou: yea! *he then gets real close to his ear* you look just as beautiful, but with a more adorable features~

Isagi: *rolls his eyes then pushes his face away from him*

Shidou: haha! just like a cat! so cute~

Isagi: thanks for the compliment Shidou but please refrain my personal space-

Shidou held his hands up and backs away but not before giving him a quick kiss on the cheek,

Chouji: oh?

Isagi: *face reddens* hey!

before immediately getting swatted away by Bachira’s kick.

Otoya protectively shields Isagi with his body as he also wiped his cheek with his sleeve,

Bachira: that’s sexual harassment!

Shidou: Oh, YOU WANNA FIGHT, WASP?

Bachira: bring it cockroach!

As the players start bickering leaving the poor Anri, to stop what could only be called an insect war, well try to. the older bluenette turns to the younger one

Chouji: i have to say Yoi, the type range of guys you attract is amazing,

Isagi: *muttering so his brother could only hear* look. i love you Aniki, but please.shut up and help.

Chouji shrugs, he then goes towards the two boys.

Chouji: you two should probably stop now,

Bachira obeyed and immediately stops, Chouji then turns to Shidou and spoke to him gently,

Everyone watched how Chouji managed to stop them (even watch when Chouji scolded them), Anri turns to Isagi and whispers

Anri: i’ve never seen anyone be able to calm Shidou down like that! well other than you and… Ego

(if the electrician counts.)

Isagi: my brother has that sort of charm to do so, the whole reason how i can do it is because he taught me everything,

Loki: so in other words

Isagi: he’s like a “crazy person whisperer,”

Anri: … is your brother looking for a job?

Isagi: *chuckles* no, but i’ll tell him that ask that, it’ll make him happy to hear.

the french striker, couldn’t help but be taken in by his sweet smile,

then is quiet for a while as he glances at Blue Lock’s poster boy as he contemplates on whether he should tease him about the stories he’s been told.

Loki: (why not?)

in the end he made his decision, might as well give it a go, what’s the harm of trying?

Loki: so, i’ve heard a few stories from Chouji about you

Isagi: *too tired to care at this point to look at his direction* yea?

Loki: …you think my eyes are pretty?

Isagi: *nostalgically answers* yea they look like stars, shine so beautiful the city lights can’t compete.

Loki: *blushes at his blunt answer from the pretty bluenette* o-oh… *coughs* i see(AHHHHH!)

he looked so composed but unfortunately he brain couldn’t do the same as he was screaming fireworks in the inside.

Isagi: ! *fully processed what he said and is now as red as a tomato* (shit!) i am so sorry-

Chouji: *who was still listening in laughs softly, without anyone noticing, except for Isagi*

Isagi: *still bright red he decides to take matters in his own hands* Let’s go now!

Chouji: Oh, but couldn’t we just stay a little longer?~

Isagi: let’s go. NOW!

Chouji: yes, yes,- whow!

Isagi then started pulling him out of the entrance,

Isagi: Ego, i’m going to lead my brother out now, bye!

that caught everyone’s attention

Lavinho & Bachira: Wait!-

Isagi: nope!

And just like that they were off,

As the two brothers rush out into the hallway Ego who catches up to them grasp Chouji’s hand.

Chouji & Isagi: !

Ego: don’t forget, *pants* my offer is still available.

Whilst smiling, he turns his head away

Chouji: sure, why not?

then drags isagi with him out,

Ego and Isagi: Wait really?/ huh?

from a far, a person watched them as they exited out the door and a voice so tiny could be heard from his lips

“Cho?”

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ladyathenawisdom · 2 years ago

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Don't Let Me Down ♔♕ pt. 4

Warnings: Past Trauma, Eventual Smut, Mature Themes, Violence, Language, Dark Themes Kinda, betrayal, cheating.

@talkingsperm @urmyhopeeee

..........

Supervillain stared at her.

She looked so peaceful, so innocent and kind. But he knew it was a lie, he had heard of her extraordinary powers. It was why his father had picked her.

This marriage was being forced on her as much as it was being forced on him. He didn't want to marry anyone, he was better off alone without someone to stop him. Much less a hero.

Plus, he didn't need some type of weakness.

He was in the comfort of his limo, the young hero laid on the other side of the seat. She was out of it, being injected with something that will knock someone out for 72 hours. The heroes were smart to create something like that.

They were heading to the airport so they can leave for Venezuela. His stepmother and people had probably all heard the news, along with the rest of the world. Amazing, he thought sarcastically.

He picked up his tablet where Hero's information was set up, he read through all of it.

It was impressive. She was impressive.

She was brought to the Organization when she was 3 by Superhero mysteriously. Her powers were like no other, on top of that, she could control people if she trained hard enough.

She had the potential to become the most powerful women in the world. And yet, the industry were probably holding her back.

He glanced towards her, noting her chestnut colored hair and pink lips. He narrows his eyes at her, he could tell she was also an innocent in this, seeing as she was forced to marry him. He wouldn't blame her.

But he wanted too, even though it wasn't her fault.

His father was an idiot. What good would this do? Nothing. The hero industry was stupid, really stupid and idiotic. The level of selfishness they had was beyond any villains selfishness. Atleast Villains actually did what they wanted too, the heroes only wanted fame, glory and money.

He looks up when he sees them approaching the airport. He puts the iPad down, looking at Hero.

.....

Hero blinks, feeling a headache coming on. A groan escapes, her hand going to her head. She slowly sits up, ignoring the stiffness of her back and neck.

"About time you woke up,"

Hero jumps, squealing. She turns towards the side to see......

Supervillain staring at her, his face emotionless.

She swallows hard, trembling slightly. This couldn't be possible, she couldn't be in front of history's most ruthless killer. The last thing she remembers is...being tranquilized by Superhero.

Supervillain tilts his head, watching as many emotions pass through the little hero's face. Confusion, pain, sadness, betrayal and fear.

Hero hesitatinly look at Supervillain, her hands shaking. "Where am I?" She asks, surprised that her voice didn't waver.

Supervillain walks away from the her. "You are on my private jet and we are on our way to Venezuela, in case your wondering, Superhero darted you." He tells her with a shrug.

Hero only stares at him.

Reality of everything set in. Superhero had really just given her away, like a mare. Like she was something to be bought over. Like an object or thing. He had given her to the villains.

All because she was the best, but she didn't think so. The only good thing about her was her powers, that's probably why he picked her. Why give her away? Because of her powers.

All because of her damn powers.

She should have run away.

Supervillain leans back against the side bar, his eyes still on her. "If your gonna run or try to stop this marriage, don't. I've already tried," he grumbles.

"Mastermind..." Hero trails off.

"He's still with Superhero and the others. He needs to clear a few things, maybe get another hero." Supervillain shrugs.

"Than why pick me?" Hero frowns.

"Why not pick you?" Supervillain raised an eyebrow. "I didn't pick you, my father and Superhero did."

Hero looks away, crossing her arms. She trembles, shivering. "Is there no way out of this?" She asks quietly.

"I'm afraid not," Supervillain rolls his eyes. "I tried to stop it, but they are hellbent on this marriage. Consent or not." He scowls, glaring out the window.

"Why would you agree?"

Supervillain scoffs. "You think I agreed to this? I didn't. Mastermind is making me do this, little Hero. I don't have a fucking choice in this," he scowls, glancing at her with his cold eyes.

Hero flinches.

"I've accepted this as a business proposal, nothing else. It's about time you probably do too." Supervillain says. "It there was a way to stop this, I would. However, the hard drive is really...valuable." He trails off.

"Your not gonna give them the real one." Hero realizes, "Your gonna give them a copy."

Supervillain turns to her, a smirk growing on his lips. "Superhero was right, you are intelligent. You must be the first hero I have met who isn't dumb and only out for glory."

Hero narrows her eyes at him, clenching her fists.

Supervillain eyes her, looking a bit impressed. "And your not scared unlike some people..." he hums. "Superhero also said you could think like a villain to catch the villains and criminals, I'm wondering if it's true or not."

Hero clenches her jaw.

"Because to be honest. I don't see it," He moves closer towards her. "I wonder, how did you figure it out?"

"I'm not stupid." Hero says, almost quietly. "When Mastermind first proposed the idea I had an inkling of what might happen. Your villains, your not loyal to anyone but yourselves. Plus, trading a hard drive that may just help you win this stupid war?" She raised an eyebrow. "You guys aren't stupid to give it away for one measly hero."

Supervillain stares at her.

Hero gets up, standing in front of him. Her eyes were like a raging fire as she glared at him. "I'm not marrying you, it's not gonna happen." She hissed.

Supervillain continues staring at her.

"Did you hear me?" Her angry eyes were lit like a forest fire, delving deeper in the woods to destroy everything. "This is not gonna happen."

Supervillain smirks.

"What? What are you so smug about?" Hero crosses her arms over her chest, glaring at him.

Supervillain moves closer towards her, causing her to falter slightly. "You must be the first person in the world, other then my father..." he hums, looking her up and down. "...to threaten me and look at me like that."

Hero pauses, breathing heavily.

He walks around her in a circle, humming and eyeing her like a predator does to his prey. "I kinda like it. You have fire," he states, stopping behind her.

He leans in to whisper in her ear. "I love fire." He states.

Hero swallows hard, digging her nails into her palms. She hates this, she hates this so much. "It's not happening," She grits out.

Supervillain snorts, walking away from her. "Yeah. Of course not." He rolls his eyes. "Sweetheart, we don't have a choice."

"But your Supervillain, can't you stoo this?" Hero frowns.

Supervillain shoots her a look, a ironic smile on his face. "I appreciate the fact that you think I'm powerful. But refusing my Father? Yeah, no thank you."

Hero frowns, hugging herself. She's never felt so alone then she has now.

"Besides. It's not we like each other, and it's not like we'll fall in love or something." Supervillain snorts. "We'll just stay out of each other's business. You'll be moving in my Villa for about 3 months and then we have to go back to the Hero Industry for the engagement and the wedding."

Hero lisens keenly, feeling numb. This wasn't supposed to happen. She was supposed to be with...with...Other Hero.

No.

He had cheated on her. With Vigilante of all people, she wasn't even that special! Sure, she had been competing with Hero for best heroic skills and beauty (Which Hero won, both of them) but that doesn't explain why he cheated on her.

She pauses. She remembers his earlier statements. Did he really mean all those hurtful words? Did he really just give her up so he cane number one? What would Sidekick? What would he do without her?

"Then you'll move in with me in my villa," Supervillain starts explaining. "We'll live there with the rest of my family. But don't worry, we won't have to see each other at all." He sighs. "You'll meet my stepmother seeing as you already met Mastermind. You'll meet my half siblings and my little sister."

Hero stays silent.

"Now, let me make one thing clear." Supervillain starts in a low tone. "This is only a marriage of inconvenience, and I'm sure you agree." He looks at her.

Hero nods once.

"Good. Because just like the deal, this marriage is not important." Supervillain scoffs. "And despite what Mastermind wants, it's not happening." He was choosing to not directly say something about the...grandchildren.

Hero agreed. No way, no how. It's not happening. It's never happening. She wanted to ask why he called Masterminds by his name but she wasn't that stupid.

This was still Supervillain. The most dangerous criminal in the world. She wasn't gonna take her chance.

"Now." Supervillain sighs, going to take a seat near the window. "Do you need anything?"

Hero shakes her head, opting to not use her voice.

"Alright. You might wanna sleep for a while." He tell her. "The flight will take a few more hours."

Hero nods silently.

Well, it seems as if her life was beginning to take form. And not in a good way.

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violetsareblue-selfships · 1 year ago

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Training

Ship: Ayaka x April | Word Count: 682 | Warnings/Tags: fluffy, self-indulgent ^.<

A/N: ehe i nearly forgot i was gonna post this today oopsies but here we are! a little fluffy ficlet for her birthday~ I hope you all enjoy it!!

Ayaka grips her book tighter and resolutely directs her face down towards the pages. She starts to read, but several paragraphs later, she realizes she's not retaining any of the story.

She lets out a little huff and raises her head again, her eyes falling on the source of her distraction. How is she meant to focus on her reading when April's in the same room looking so freaking attractive?

It's her own fault. She can admit that much at least. It was her idea to read while April worked on her training. She just didn't expect it to be this hard to focus with the other girl exercising like this.

If this had been Thoma or her brother or really anyone else, she's sure that she would have no trouble reading her book. She's done that before, actually. It's one of the only times she can spend time with her brother with how busy he is. Though, to be honest, she's also usually working on her sword technique at the same time he is so there's not a chance for her to read like this.

The next move of April's involves her flipping her polearm over the back of her hand and catching it again, the sight of which sends a little jolt to Ayaka's heart. How? How does someone look that good doing something so simple??

And the sounds!! Ayaka hates to admit it but that's the main reason she can't focus. Not with April letting out small grunts and noises of exertion like this.

Necessary noises for this type of exercise, Ayaka's fully aware, but they're causing her face to heat up nonetheless. They remind her too much of… other fantasies of hers.

April sighs softly and de-summons her weapon before beginning to stretch. Ayaka barely holds back a squeak at the idea she might be caught and stares down at her book again. Still, she can't keep herself from sneaking little glances as April stretches.

She thinks she actually does squeak this time when April uses her vision to douse her hair in water, letting out a contented sigh as the water cools her off. April glances over at the sound, a small smirk quirking her lips.

"See something you like, princess?" She teases, giggling as Ayaka starts to stammer and looks down at her book again.

April shakes her head and goes over to the pitcher of ice water that was prepared earlier, pouring herself a glass and downing it. Then she goes over to sit by Ayaka's side.

Ayaka is still looking away, so she jolts a little in surprise when April's fingers gently nudge her chin up. Her face flushes anew at April's eyes so close to hers and April smiles warmly at her.

"Why are you so embarrassed, love? I knew when I invited you here that you'd end up watching… There's nothing wrong with it." April says softly.

"I know. I just didn't expect it to be so…" Ayaka trails off, several words coming to mind but none of them being good enough.

April laughs softly, seeming to know what she means. "It's different, huh?" Ayaka nods the best she can with April's fingers still holding her face up. "Of course, it is. Watching your partner exercise is different than watching anyone else."

"Wait… Is that why… before, when you watched me and Ayato spar…?" Ayaka trails off, both of them knowing what situation she's referring to. April's cheeks slowly turn pink and she laughs a bit sheepishly.

"Yes. That's why I got so flustered back then." April admits and Ayaka hums softly. "I couldn't help it. You look so pretty wielding a sword, my dear."

Ayaka blushes again but she giggles at the compliment. April smiles and leans closer to kiss her softly. "Now, come on. I seem to recall you wanting to have a picnic today?"

"Oh, right!" Ayaka perks up. April giggles and stands up, reaching for Ayaka's hand and helping her to her feet. The two smile and walk back into the estate, looking forward to their upcoming date.

#self shipping #self ship #self insert fic #self insert fanfiction #self ship fic #self insert #si x canon #canon x si #canon x self insert #self insert x canon #sakura blossoms 💖🌸#my writing

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amethystjewel01 · 3 months ago

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Couldn't get this out of my head so I decided to write a very important lore bit for Ramtrio

Warning about character death, some gore, and angst with comfort

It was finally over, after everything they went through. Yuu and AJ could finally go home! Sure Yuu knew that she would miss everyone a lot, and so would AJ, but she rather would be home after the constant headache being here caused her.

So why...why did that cat have to go berserk? She knew the reason, he didn't want to be alone. She knew that very well, as she felt alone before bonding with Grim, AJ, and everyone else.

"We have to do something besides that!" AJ yelled. "We can't just kill him!"

"He's beyond the point of returning!" One of the dorm heads screamed, Yuu couldn't remember which one at this point.

"He's not in control of himself! We just have to snap him out of it!" The argument continued, with AJ being adamant on dealing with the beast like the two had for the previous incidents. But the exact words weren't remembered. She barely could remember much of the events at all actually.

Except when just before the final blow was to be shot, all she could see was pink hair flowing in the harsh wind. All she could hear was the round of roaring at first and then...the disgusting sound of flesh being ripped opened.

Yuu's head was spinning as she watched the beast suddenly stop and stare at the person below them, a sudden conscious now realizing their actions. But she didn't care about that, all she cared was a chest appeared before her as a pair of arms wrapped around her, preventing her from looking further.

She didn't get to hear their last words, nor anyone's yells of calming as she tried to rip herself out of the male's arms. Her throat felt hoarse as, not realizing she was screaming their name, screaming for them to hear and wake up. More arms wrapped around her in attempts of comfort, but she barely registered as she her world crashed down around her.

They're dead, that cat...that monster killed them. Why? Why couldn't they just go home? Why did another incident had to happen just right before they had a chance? Why them? Why did it have to be this way?

Why?

WHY?!

"Yuuki!"

Her eyes open in fright, sitting up at an alarming speed. She groans when her head harshly bumps into another, causing both to rub their heads in pain.

"Yuuki? Are you okay? You were having another nightmare." Yuuna softly spoke, not wishing to alarm her further. But at that moment all she could see was the other version of them, the one they had to watch-

She quickly jumps to wrap her arms around them, sobbing into their chest as the horrible memories flooded her mind. She didn't speak a word of what she saw, even when Yuuna tried to coax it out of her. She could never begin to explain it, not to them. She felt fur brush against her arm and jumped when she met the innocent unknowing eyes of Grim, her body freezing.

"Hey, hey. It's okay, it's just Grim." Yuuna whispered, keeping a hand in her hair as they comforted her. "He was getting worried too."

"Of course! Can't have one of my servants be distress!" He spoke. She wanted to kick him and shut him up, but she knew Yuuna wouldn't approve. Though...the small warmth his flaming gave was a bit comforting.

"Grim, why don't you purr a bit? Cat purrs are supposed to be therapeutic."

"Hah?!"

"Shh! Not so loud, just...come on." They tried, stilling keeping their hands busy to comfort Yuuki. Who now was beginning to relax and make sense of their surroundings.

"Hmph, fine!" As the cat forced his way into her lap, Yuuki willed herself to not immediately push him away. As he became comfortable, a low rumble resounded from his throat. She did have to admit it was soothing, but it also unnerved her because of the memory.

She knew it wasn't his fault, she knew and yet she couldn't help herself but want to hate the creature. And really did wanted to...but also couldn't, not after so much she's gone through with him. He was...he was her friend. He was there for the both of them and even disappeared once he went back to normal from guilt of what happened. But...

"Hey, Yuuki. Doing better?" Yuuna asked quietly, snapping her out of her thoughts. She nodded, not able to get any words out. They smiled softly, before guiding the three of them to rest on her bed. "I'll stay with you tonight, that way you won't get anymore nightmares!"

She...would like that, a lot. It would feel like back then, when they shared the dorm leader's room. When they first started to get accustomed to this world. Even if the changes from rewinding events made things different...it was still them, it was still her friends.

Wrapping her arms around Grim, Yuuki let out a small smile of contentment as she felt the warmth of her dormmates.

#twst #twisted wonderland #ramtrio #twst oc #twst yuu

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thefisherqueen · 5 months ago

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Sherlock Holmes: The hound of the Baskervilles chapter X1 - The man on the tor

Another day, another chapter!

The extract from my private diary which forms the last chapter has brought my narrative up to the 18th of October, a time when these strange events began to move swiftly towards their terrible conclusion. Terrible conclusion? I should emotionally prepare myself for tragedy? Oh damn, I was having such a fun time with all those spooky vibes. Guess I should have expected that at some time actual horror would set in

The first impression left by Mrs. Lyons was one of extreme beauty. Her eyes and hair were of the same rich hazel colour, and her cheeks, though considerably freckled, were flushed with the exquisite bloom of the brunette, the dainty pink which lurks at the heart of the sulphur rose. Admiration was, I repeat, the first impression. But the second was criticism. There was something subtly wrong with the face, some coarseness of expression, some hardness, perhaps, of eye, some looseness of lip which marred its perfect beauty. And these 'failings' in her beauty are an indicator of some failings to her character or morality, I suppose? Don't like that type of storytelling at all. But let's see how this continues before I'm judging the hell out of Doyle

“You knew him, did you not?” “I have already said that I owe a great deal to his kindness. If I am able to support myself it is largely due to the interest which he took in my unhappy situation.” “Did you correspond with him?” The lady looked quickly up with an angry gleam in her hazel eyes. “What is the object of these questions?” she asked sharply. Oh she is fierce, I like her! Come on lady, give Watson a hard time! It's his own fault for not planning what he would say

“The object is to avoid a public scandal. It is better that I should ask them here than that the matter should pass outside our control.” She was silent and her face was still very pale. At last she looked up with something reckless and defiant in her manner. “Well, I'll answer,” she said. “What are your questions?” Watson is damn lucky she's going along with this, considering that he has no actual proof whatsoever to start a scandal

“But if you saw him so seldom and wrote so seldom, how did he know enough about your affairs to be able to help you, as you say that he has done?” She met my difficulty with the utmost readiness. “There were several gentlemen who knew my sad history and united to help me. One was Mr. Stapleton, a neighbour and intimate friend of Sir Charles's. He was exceedingly kind, and it was through him that Sir Charles learned about my affairs.” Another good thing we learn about Stapleton. It really is hard to suspect that man of being up to no good “Did you ever write to Sir Charles asking him to meet you?” I continued. Mrs. Lyons flushed with anger again. “Really, sir, this is a very extraordinary question.” “I am sorry, madam, but I must repeat it.” “Then I answer, certainly not.” “Not on the very day of Sir Charles's death?” Watson's not doing bad in his role as interregator at all

“But why at such an hour?” “Because I had only just learned that he was going to London next day and might be away for months. There were reasons why I could not get there earlier.” “But why a rendezvous in the garden instead of a visit to the house?” “Do you think a woman could go alone at that hour to a bachelor's house?” She has a point here. Doyle is doing wonderful again at adressing the difficulties in women's position “My life has been one incessant persecution from a husband whom I abhor. The law is upon his side, and every day I am faced by the possibility that he may force me to live with him. At the time that I wrote this letter to Sir Charles I had learned that there was a prospect of my regaining my freedom if certain expenses could be met. It meant everything to me—peace of mind, happiness, self-respect—everything. I knew Sir Charles's generosity, and I thought that if he heard the story from my own lips he would help me.” “Then how is it that you did not go?” “Because I received help in the interval from another source.” Holy shit - I thought her husband had just abandoned her, not that he was stalking her. Do we have our main villain here, then? If her husband had somehow learnt about Charles Baskerville's willingness to help his wife get a divorce - that is a proper motive for murder. The question remains: from what other source did she get help?

If this man were inside it I should find out from his own lips, at the point of my revolver if necessary, who he was and why he had dogged us so long. He might slip away from us in the crowd of Regent Street, but it would puzzle him to do so upon the lonely moor. On the other hand, if I should find the hut and its tenant should not be within it I must remain there, however long the vigil, until he returned. Holmes had missed him in London. It would indeed be a triumph for me if I could run him to earth, where my master had failed. Watson's sole motivation: approval of his Holmes (by the way, Watson's making a rather large assumption here that this man and the man in London are the same. I still have a suspicion that the mysterious man on the moor is Holmes himself. It such a Him thing to do, and all the facts so far fit)

Here was luck indeed! And yet I suppressed all appearance of interest. A child! Barrymore had said that our unknown was supplied by a boy. It was on his track, and not upon the convict's, that Frankland had stumbled. If I could get his knowledge it might save me a long and weary hunt. But incredulity and indifference were evidently my strongest cards. “I should say that it was much more likely that it was the son of one of the moorland shepherds taking out his father's dinner.” The least appearance of opposition struck fire out of the old autocrat. His eyes looked malignantly at me, and his gray whiskers bristled like those of an angry cat. Watson finally discovers his acting talent! The key to unlock is in getting people angry xD

I meekly answered that I had spoken without knowing all the facts. My submission pleased him and led him to further confidences. No so surprising: that mr. 'here to be used' and 'he's my master' Watson is good at being submissive But down beneath me in a cleft of the hills there was a circle of the old stone huts, and in the middle of them there was one which retained sufficient roof to act as a screen against the weather. My heart leaped within me as I saw it. This must be the burrow where the stranger lurked. At last my foot was on the threshold of his hiding place—his secret was within my grasp. *is just as excited as Watson is* “It is a lovely evening, my dear Watson,” said a well-known voice. “I really think that you will be more comfortable outside than in.” It IS Holmes!!!! I knew it!!!! Welcome back, my silly detective, missed you :)

#letters from watson #sherlock holmes #the hound of the baskervilles #the man on the tor

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Never Good Enough

Hali x Aymeric

Immediately following “Misunderstandings”; Hali runs away from Fortemps Manor in a panic after hearing Artoirel and Aymeric’s conversation about her, and she is compelled to write her feelings out in her diary.

1,105 Words

Content Warning: Description of a panic attack and its symptoms

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As her heart pounded so hard in her chest that she could hear her heartbeat in her ears, and with Ishgard tumbling and twisting around her, Hali ran a few fulms to the Fortemps Manor’s gazebo before she collapsed onto the nearest wooden bench.

The familiar yet unforgiving icy winds of Coerthas blew around her body, making the act of trying to catch her breath damn near impossible. Hali knew that this wasn’t the best spot to calm herself down from her panic, as Aymeric could leave the Manor and walk right past her at any moment, and allowing him to see her in this condition was not an option. No, she had to go somewhere where he wouldn’t find her, but where?

Her first thought was Camp Cloudtop, as the Sea of Clouds had some of the most beautiful sights she had ever witnessed, but Lady Laniaitte and the Rose Knights were sure to find her there and ask too many questions. Her mind soon drifted to the Churning Mists, where she marveled at the stunning ruins of the once great civilization where man and dragon lived in peace for centuries, but the moogles of Moghome would certainly see her and that would be a headache she didn’t need on top of everything else. No, it had to be elsewhere…

Then it came to her. The perfect spot. The one place in Eorzea that reminded her of home. Hali placed a hand over her chest, as if to steady her frantically beating heart, and she channeled the teleportation magick.

As soon as she arrived, she opened her eyes and her breath began to slow immediately. The ruins of the long abandoned Sharlayan colony in the Dravanian Hinterlands, now known as Idyllshire, was always a welcome sight to her. The familiar marble facades of the buildings, the green mollusk shell all aglow in the starlit sky, the sound of water flowing from the nearby fountains, it all soothed her aching soul just a bit, yet it was enough to pull herself together and wipe away the tears from her wet cheeks.

With a deep sigh, Hali picked her head up and walked towards her destination. Crossing the Aetheryte plaza, passing by the stalls of the goblin merchants, she strode the thoroughfare with purpose, not making eye contact with a single soul. Only the welcoming embrace of solitude could comfort her now.

The pink-haired lalafellin woman grabbed small handfuls of the fabric of her astrologian robes as she hopped down the marble staircase towards an empty courtyard behind the merchants’ stalls where there was nothing but a sea of flowers and an inviting stone fountain at the center.

Hali smiled momentarily as she breathed in the scent of wildflowers and misty air, and she sat on the edge of the fountain, her feet dangling just a couple of fulms shy of the water’s edge.

The mist rising from the falling waters gently tickled her face as she pulled out a small pink moogle adorned notebook and matching pink feather quill from her adventuring bag.

With quill held tight in her slightly shaky hand, Hali began to write out all of her thoughts and feelings in the moment.

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Aymeric,

How dare you? How dare you be so unbelievably kind, and understanding, and so very sweet to me? You actually made me believe that I was special to you, that you perhaps had feelings for me, and that we might’ve been more than friends. But I was such an idiot, so blinded by love that I had forgotten just why I had fallen for you in the first place: that you are kind to everyone you meet. That is just who you are. How could I ever fault you for that?

No, it’s me. It’s my mistake. I should never have been so curious to overhear what you truly think of me. I should’ve just went straight to my room in blissful ignorance. But no, I now know that we will never be more than friends. You said it yourself; good friends, nothing more.

But what about Artoirel? He said you were distancing yourself from me… what did he mean by that? Am I annoying you and you are way too polite to ever say so? Have I pushed myself on you when you didn’t want me around?

No, that doesn’t make sense… does it? I mean, I was told by Captain Whitecape that you were calling out for me in the infirmary, that you needed me by your side. And then the private dinner… you invited me, that wasn’t my idea. And you seemed so happy then, and I could’ve sworn that you had something important to say to me.

There’s only one answer: I’m the problem here. No one’s ever loved me like that before, why should you feel any differently than all the rest? How could you ever want someone like me? I’m so godsdamned short that I barely come up to your hips, I am fat in the stomach and legs, but flat in the chest, so I don’t have the curves in the right places. I’m a complete outsider to everything Ishgardian, and I’m not even a great warrior. I am the healer in the back flinging cards while barely keeping up with the true warriors on the battlefield. How can the leader of the greatest military force in Eorzea ever bother to even consider me as a potential love interest? When I lay out all the facts, it all sounds completely absurd, doesn’t it?

I should just give up. I need to let you go. I’ll never be good enough for you. And you have your own life to live in Ishgard. Go find a good, upstanding partner from the home that you love so much, someone who can be your equal. I can name about a dozen people right off the top my head that would jump at the chance to be with you.

So why do I still want to run right into your arms and tell you that I love you and I want you to choose me? Gods, I’m just completely hopeless after all. Maybe I need to hear it from you directly. To tell me to my face that you don’t love me. So go on, Aymeric. Tell me. Or I’ll be waiting around for the rest of my life for you. In the meantime, I’m going to try to wipe away my tears long enough to pretend that I don’t love you, so I can preserve some tiny speck of dignity at least.

~ Hali

#ffxiv fanfiction #my writing #aymeric x wol #wol x aymeric #hali aloke #oc: drops of jupiter #hali x aymeric #ship: hold me closer #cw: panic attack #sorry it took so long in between installments #I hope the next one won’t take as long since the dialogue is half written #anyways hope you enjoy

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