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[ryonello]

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[saraloveslove]

A day has passed since Liam was buried to rest forever and I feel I have to express what I have in the depth of my heart.

We all agree that we all wished for a private funeral where only Liam's true people attended and where those people were free to be themselves, but this wasn't it. Maybe because Liam's family wanted a respectful public goodbye or, most likely, because they knew they couldn't avoid it (the fact syco's people was there made me question if the family had actually a say in keeping the ceremony totally private).

So, paps were allowed but with strict rules and the details weren't disclosed until the very last. They did everything necessary to keep the dignity of the ceremony. And they did it.

In this scenario, I want to point out at what the boys did: they discussed it prior and they decided to show there separately and to interact the less possibile. The fact that there were paps imposed them to wear their TM trenchcoats but they did it in silence, they maintained the lowest profile possible. They sacrified their grieve to not offer any kind of side to paps for taking pictures of the "reunion", knowing too well how disgusting outlets were waiting for nothing but that. They didn't give anyone any chance to make it about One Direction; they made it only about Liam. They gave him all the respect and dignity he deserved that they only could give him, because they only truly loved him. (Apart his family, of course). This was the biggest final act of love they could do for him, and they did.

Ohana means family, and family means nobody is left behind

Another mention goes to Cheryl and the way she protected Bear. They very likely had their private moment and she kept him away from paps, disgusting people and speculations. I could think what I think about her as a woman in regard of her "relationship" with Liam, but as a mother she has my whole true respect.

And last, to Karen and Geoff. As a parent myself, I cannot even image what kind of devastation has been living in their hearts for all this time; and yet, just because I am a mother, I can perfectly imagine that. I have never stopped thinking at them since that cursed day, and the dignity they showed is something I admire deeply. I don't think I would be able to, if I were in their shoes.

Karen, Geoff, Ruth, Nicola, Bear, Harry, Louis, Niall and Zayn: I hope you can feel our love, I hope you can feel our warm hug. You are not alone in the grief; we'll do our best to keep Liam's memory alive and teach the world what beautiful man he was, and we'll do our best to keep his legacy alive, avoiding his death was invain. Just show us the path, and we'll follow it.

And last, to Liam: you'll live forever ❤️

[megs-1800]

Forever & Always

Summary: You and Mason have been broken up for 6 months. When you rekindle at a party, can you put your past behind you and can you overcome all the obstacles in the way?

Pairing: Mason Mount x Reader

Word Count: 7.5k

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Swearing and Smut

I walk through my door and let the exhaustion hit me,  its been a week of hell at work and I am finally done for the weekend. I drag my feet through the hallway, and collapse as soon as I reach my bed. Hating myself for not leaving the heating on as its now ice throughout the flat on this winters night.

I tap my phone and see the time, its 9pm. I cannot believe I am getting home from work at this time. I was suppose to finish 4 hours ago but as usual everything is left to me. I haven’t even eaten dinner, I haven’t eaten all day at that. I fight with my head whether I want to make dinner or if I want to sleep. I finally agree that sleep it is, I force myself to get ready for bed as I insist on not sleeping with my makeup on. As I crawl into bed and put Netflix on, I can feel myself start to drift off that’s when my phone bings. As I tap the screen I see the text message from Paige “ Hiya Babes, I will pick you up from the train station at 11am. I cannot wait to see you!!!! I cannot wait to celebrate my birthday with you xx”. There goes my lie in, I thought, its like a 3 hour train journey to get to Manchester so nice early start for me, but quickly reply explaining that I cannot wait to see her too.

Paige is dating some kind of famous DJ, I met her at a party a couple of years ago. Her boyfriend Jason is close with the England squad so Mason always got invited to his events and parties. When Mason and I moved to Manchester, I got really close with Paige. Even since I moved back home after me and Mason broke up she was my biggest support and always stayed in touch. Due to this I agreed to come stay the weekend down at Manchester for her birthday. She is having a big birthday party that Jason is arranging. I just got to figure out how I am going to see Mason again.

We broke up 6 months ago, it absolutely shattered me. We had been dating for little over 2 years, it was a silly fight. We should of never broken up but both of us could not admit we were wrong. Mason let the stress of United get to him, and with all the injuries. I did my best to support him but he became massively distant. Due to my job, I wanted to separate my life with Mason, so people close to us knew about us but the media never knew. He always ensured to take photos of me with my face hidden. That’s when the media released that photo of Mason hugging some bird outside a nightclub. He always denied it, but where he was so distant I really thought it could be true. We had a massive argument about this and that’s when Mason accused me of cheating with one my colleagues that I had gotten close to. I tried to assure him I only wanted him and nothing more but I guess we just didn’t trust eachother. I can feel the tears in my eyes remembering that night, we both were screaming at eachother.

The next thing I know I am being woken up to my alarm, I quickly shower and get ready to leave. I can feel the cold air hit me as I walk out the train station. I quickly spot Paige standing next to her car waving at me. “y/n over here” I hear her shout, I quickly jog over to her and wrap her up. “Omg babes I have missed you so much. So tell me y/n/n whats new?”. I put my bags in the back and get in her car and we have a catch up. We go out for brunch and do a little shopping before her party. I found this dress whilst we were out, it was a tight black dress that stopped just below the bum. It was covered in lace which gave it a little detail, I never normally wear a dress like this but I wanted to impress tonight. As I walk out the changing room I can see Paige eyeing me up and down, “oh yasss y/n/n you gotta get that! You look fit as fuck. No one is going to be able to keep their hands or eyes off you.” I giggle at her reply, “well I do not want to outstage the birthday girl”. Paige shoots me a smile and rolls her eyes “as if anyone is going to ever outstage me” she laughs, I always loved her confidence.

We get ready, I pair my new black dress with a pair of red bottoms louis Vuitton’s that Mason got me when we first got together. I curled my hair and put on subtle make up. I never wore too much. Paige had a gold strappy maxi dress on covered in glitter, she had her hair curled also, she looked breathtaking. That’s when her boyfriend Jason walked through the door and stopped when he saw Paige “Damn look at you girl!!!!” and gives her a kiss. He then turns to me “you look lovely too y/n, thank you for coming” I give him a smile and thanked him for inviting me.

We turn up to the venue and people start filtering in, I feel very out of place as most of these women are famous or dating someone famous so they all look incredible. I quickly see one of Paige’s friend Jade who was her childhood friend which I get on well with so I quickly stand next to her and have drinks with her. I am scanning the room watching everyone coming, its nice to see Paige having such a good time. My eyes quickly stopped when I saw him, no he cannot be here. I cannot believe Mason is here. We quickly catch eyes and I now wish I could read minds, I am wondering what he is thinking?

Mason’s POV

I didn’t want to do go out, I have struggled to be social ever since me and y/n broke up, I do not know why I let my ego get in the way. I was just struggling with the move to Manchester and all the hate I was getting so I took it out on you. We were just constantly arguing, I never wanted to break up I just wanted the arguments to stop.

I am glad I came, it looks lively and good vibes throughout. Its Jason’s girlfriend Paige’s birthday and we all know Jason could throw a party. I am jamming with Dec and a couple of the other guys from the England squad. A lot of them came on their own without their girlfriends. Probably trying to pull I think I don’t get how they can have a perfect women at home and still trying to pull more. I could never of done that, I was always loyal. Me and y/n kept our relationship quiet as didn’t want the press to talk, I was trying to protect her in that way. But I would never even think of getting with another women, in my eyes y/n was always perfect. That’s what hurt me about that argument, we had a fight before I went out to the club you were feeling insecure and wanted me to stay home. Now all I wish is I stayed home, but I met Rachel in the club she was an agent of one the guys that I played with, nothing happened and we were just chatting about my move to Manchester. I went to walk her to her taxi and hugged her goodbye. I know it looked bad but nothing happened, I could swear on that.

My mind is taken out of my day dreaming as Dec is asking me questions trying to engage me in the conversation. I am laughing away trying my hardest to put myself into the conversation, that’s when I see her. My eyes meet her, I can feel my heart beating erratically. This cannot be real, am I imagining this?. That’s when you smile and put your head down and walk away towards the bar. I cannot believe you are here. I knew you are Paige were close when you were in Manchester but I wasn’t sure if you would stay in touch.

I keep watching you the whole night, I feel like a stalker. I can see peoples eyes on you too, I cannot blame them you look out of this world. The dress compliments your body perfectly and the way your hair curls around your face. Damn makes me realise what I have lost. I wonder if you have moved on? I wonder if you have slept with anyone since? I know I have slept with a couple of girls but that was just me trying rebound to get over you, but the thought of someone else being intimate like that with you makes me feel physically sick.

Dec turns my attention back to him “why don’t you just go talk to her instead of staring at her all night its getting creepy?”. I laugh at his comment, “I don’t even know what to say Dec, she looks so beautiful I don’t even know what to say”. I can see the pity in his eyes “Well maybe go over there and be like y/n I love youuuu so much and haven’t stopped talking about it since we broke uppppp so I think we should just start dating again”. Dec joked I laughed and rolled my eyes but I am really not in the mood for joking.  

With that I make my way over the bar, I can feel my heart beating in my chest which is getting faster the closer I get to you. You spot me and follow me with your eyes as I walk upto you. You look down all shy, but I can see the small smile creepy over your face. “What can I get you? The usual?” I offered trying to break the ice. “Sounds good thank you”.

I quickly wave the bartender over and order you a double vodka and lemonade and got myself the same, you quickly made a comment about it being a double but I hoped the alcohol will calm the nerves. You so amazing I do not know what to say. I am about to open my mouth to see if you wanna go somewhere a little more quiet to chat when this guy approaches.

He snakes an arm around your waist that makes you jump but I see you settled into his arms, obviously recognising who he is. He then looks at me, he was a colleague of yours, when we had our big fight when you accused me of cheating with that Rachel, I accused you of cheating with him. I knew he had a massive crush on you it was obvious by the way he spoke to you. What was he doing here?

“See I told you I would make it baby” he turns you around so you are facing him completely ignoring me. “Damn look at you! You look fucking sexy! I cannot wait to undress you later”.  He quickly pulls you in for a deep passionate kiss. I can see you pushing him away, you have never had a problem with PTA with me, you always loved me kissing and hugging you so I am assuming you are just not comfortable with the situation. I am not really impressed with his comment, yes I agree you look bloody incredible but I hate hearing others say that, it doesn’t sound right.

I am in shock, you are here with the guy you told me not to worry about. Did you cheat? Was I right. I quickly walked away from the situation, I cannot let myself get hurt again. It killed me when we broke up I cannot go through that again. I shoot you a smile, and I think I hear you say thank you for the drink but it was inaudible. I make my way back to the table with Dec and the boys. “That didn’t look good.” Dec tried to console me. “I just cannot believe she has actually moved on mate I guess I just loved her more then she loved me.” I sound defeated which I guess I am. One of the boys on the table I do not recognise butted in “Damn look at this peace of ass, what I wouldn’t give to get onto that”. I know he is referring to you, I shoot him a death look, I hate when people disrespect you like that. He isn’t wrong, you have got a sexy ass but you are so much more then that.

Your POV

I cannot believe Daniel is here, I didn’t even really invite him he took it the wrong way. Me and Daniel aren’t really together well not officially. He took me out for dinner, and we slept together and since then he thinks we are a couple. I am not ready for that, I am still no way over Mason yet. Seeing him there was what I needed, I need to speak to him, I need him to know how I feel. I made a comment to Daniel in the week about going to Paige’s birthday and how I was worried about seeing Mason. I was confiding in a friend and he took that as I needed him here apparently.

I quickly explain to Daniel that I need some air, and that I will be up soon. He is already socialising with others at that party so didn’t seem to bothered. I went outside and lit up a cigarette, I let my heart stop racing as I inhale the nicotine. As I take another large pull that’s when I see Mason emerge from the door, I suddenly start chocking. Mason laughs and passes me a bottle of water. “I have seen you have had quite a lot tonight so here, you will thank me for this in the morning.” I smile and thank him, I get butterflies in my stomach. Why does he have to be so nice.

He then turns to the cigarette in my hand, “you really shouldn’t be smoking that. It will kill you, you know.” I roll my eyes but quickly put the cigarette out. “Well I am not really your problem anymore Mase, so I wouldn’t worry.”

At that Mason looks annoyed, “yeah you are now that Daniel’s problem” he snapped. I can sense a little jealously in his voice. “Well I am a single girl Mason I can do what I want”. I can sense Mason’s demeanour change. “Yeah and apparently that means dating your co-workers that you told me not to worry about!”. Mason’s voice has now gotten raised and I can see some people outside listening to our conversation, I am not sure if they are press or not but Mason doesn’t seem to care.

“Whats that suppose to mean Mason?!” I am now starting to raise my voice to match Mason’s tone.  “How long have you been together?” Mason demanded. “If you are asking if I cheated on you Mason then no. We are not even together, we went out for one dinner, got way to drunk and slept together and now he thinks we are an item. We are not official Mason, but you know what I do not need to justify anything to you! You are the one who left as you couldn’t tell your ego you was wrong. So you know what go FUCK YOURSELF MOUNT!” which I shouted the last part and I stormed back inside leaving Mason in my tracks. I can see some camera’s flashing in the distance which may be paps which I know Mason will be really unimpressed with especially as we have just caused a scene.

As I stormed through the club, I spot Daniel. He is sitting there with a girl on each arm. I am not jealous not by a mile but I need to make a point with Mason. When he spots me he waves me over and introduces me to his new girls. Chances are he is going home with both of them later. He is a massive ladies man, I swore I would never sink so low to ever date a guy like Daniel that’s why I was so annoyed I agreed to dinner and allowed myself to get that drunk to sleep with him. I just wanted to get over Mason and I thought that would help but just seemed to make it worse. He acts like we are a couple at work and all that but will still go out with other girls at the weekend, its mad I know but we have no label so I cannot really moan.

“I need you”. I moan seductively into his ear. He looks confused at me and quickly explains to the girls he is with he will come and find them later and shoots them a wink. “Does that mean us is still on the table”. He looks me up and down like I am so kind of meat which makes me roll my eyes. That’s when he looks over my shoulder and sees me give Mason a look, “aww I got ya. Wanna make him jealous! I am all up for putting on a show!”. That I appreciate Daniel for, not many questions asked and he is always on board.

The rest of the night I spend dancing with Daniel, we are putting on a show all right. I can see so many eyes on us. Even Paige has mentioned that we need to get a room which makes me giggle. I am watching Mason the whole time, I have my back to Daniel as he guides my hips to the music grinding my ass into him but my eyes are locked with Mason. I can see the anger in his eyes, damn I am making him jealous. I can see him getting more and more worked up. I turn towards Daniel so we are facing eachother and we continue to dance as I can feel his hands on my ass as we deepen the kiss. I cannot see Mason’s face but I am assuming whatever I am doing is working, as I break the kiss with Daniel and turn around Mason is gone. I am guessing he cannot take the show any longer.

I whisper into Daniel’s ear that I am going to pop to the loo, as I am finished and walking back to the dance floor. I feel someone grab my waist and drag me to the side, I go to scream but I feel a had around my mouth and as I turn around I see its Mason. I quickly push him off of me. “What the hell are you doing? Do not touch me!” I shout, clearly the double vodka’s are kicking in as I do not know where I got this confidence from.

“What you want me to do just sit around all evening watching you dance with that guy, watching his hands all over you and not do anything. I know you were doing it to make me jealous, okay y/n you won! Now come on lets go home!” He comes closer to me and backs me into the wall so I am blocked in and have no where to go. I can feel his breathe on my neck which is giving me goosebumps. “Who said I was doing it to make you jealous?! I was just dancing with him, having fun?” I say cheekily, I know exactly what I was doing.

“Come on y/n/n, stop acting all innocent. I know that was all a show. You have had one too many too drink and acting all confident, okay its worked y/n I admit it now cut it out. We both know you are going to be coming home with me at the end at the night so why don’t we just cut it short and I will order a taxi now?”. At this we are stood face to face, I cannot deny him anymore, I grab the back of his neck and pull him in.

I can feel his tongue fighting for entrance which I give him, and we deepen the kiss. I can feel his hand on my bum as he pull himself closer to me. I can sense the urgentness of the kiss for us both, we needed eachother now.

Once we pull away for air, Mason is staring at you to say what is next? I explained that I needed to say goodbye to Paige and then I would meet him downstairs. Mason nodded and explained he needed to say goodbye to the boys. As I walk back into the party I see Daniel already moving onto another girl who he is dancing away at, I wave and mouth that I am leaving which he blows me a kiss and waves me goodbye. I eventually find Paige and explain that I am leaving, she forces out of me where I am going which she squeals with excitement and said for me to ring her in the morning and tell her everything which I agree.

Once downstairs I see Mason is already there, he explains that he has called a taxi but thinks it will be good if we get in separately to prevent further paps seeing anything. Once the taxi arrives he tells me to wait there and puts his jacket around my shoulders and says the taxi will do a lap round the block and then I can get in, “ring me if there is any issues. I mean anything y/n I will be like 5 mins”. I nod and the cold air is suddenly hitting me. I can feel the alcohol now having an effect on me.

Before I know it the taxi has done its lap and waiting outside for me. I quickly run and jump in the taxi hoping to warm up as I am now freezing. Once inside the taxi Mason and I cannot keep our hands off eachother, trying to remember eachothers bodies and we are fighting for air. We pull up outside Mason’s house before I knew it. I sense of anxiety suddenly rushes over me when I realise that it used to be our house.

I walk inside slowly and Mason can sense something is wrong, “whats up? You having second thoughts?” I shake my head as believe me the only thing I know right now is that I need Mason but it just feels weird being here. “I just cannot believe the last time we were both stood here together was that night. It just all feels a bit to real now”. I didn’t even know I was crying until Mason quickly wrapped his arms around me and used his thumb to wipe away my tears. “We don’t have to do anything you know. If you not comfortable, its fine honestly.”

I shake my head and give him a malicious smile, and attack his lips again. I know he needs me as much as I need him. We continue to remember eachothers bodies still standing in the entrance hall, we start to discard the clothing and Mason leads me up the stairs still not breaking the kiss. Before I know it we reached the bedroom and Mason throws me onto the bed and jumps on top, we continue to kiss and I can feel myself getting wet just by the anticipation of whats to come.

Mason starts to kiss down my body and puts my nipple in his mouth as he plays with the other one through his fingers. I try to supress the moan but I can’t. “Don’t be quiet baby, I wanna hear you.” Which makes me moan louder. He comes up and continues to kiss me, he bites my lip and then I go to his neck leaving a love bite as he continues to grind into me. I can feel how hard he is getting.

He reaches down to take my underwear off, and starts to play with my folds. He puts a finger slowly into me which makes me moan into his neck. “Damn someone is wet”. I can see the cocky smile on his face knowing the effect he has on me. “Well I cannot help what you do to me Mount”. Mason lines himself up with your core and places himself on top of you, as he slowly thrusts in the sudden change in size makes me whimper. “Fuck y/n that feels so good. I forgotten how fucking good that pussy feels”. He gives me a minute to adjust to his size and then starts to move, I cannot suppress the moans that are escaping my mouth and that is just encouraging him more. “Fuck Mason, harder please” I need him to destroy me tonight. Mason agrees with my demand and starts pounding me. “Go on baby cum for me, I know you want to. Come on I wanna feel that pussy cum all over this cock”.

The sound of Mason dirty talking me is edging me closer, Mason then hits the spot and I cannot contain it anymore and cum all over his dick. I am seeing stars trying to hold onto the duvet for dear life as I am coming down from high. “Uh right there y/n, fuck you are so perfect”. I feel his dick twitch as he reaches his high, luckily he pulls out just in time and cums all over my chest. He rolls over as we both lay there breathless. I am the first one to speak “fuck I forgot how good our sex is”.

Mason looks over at me and giggles knowing the affect he had on me, “I had to give you something, you looked breathtaking all night. I had to make you remember why you were mine”. I am giggling along with him still coming down with my high. We quickly run to the bathroom and get cleaned up. “You hungry baby girl?”

I nod agreeing, he looks at his phone and turns to me “Carlos’ is still open you fancy sharing a pizza. I think carbs will be good for you to soak up the alcohol.” The thought of Carlos’ makes me mouth water the pizza was my favourite. “Its like you read my mind Mount”. Mason began making the order on his phone.

As he is doing this I am lying in bed with one of his tops on scrolling through my feed, that’s when a news article catches my eye. Mason Mount Caught Arguing Outside Club With Mystery Women Just Days After His Date With Girlfriend VS Model Jennifer Green. My mouth drops, he has a girlfriend What The Fuck.

Mason can see that the atmosphere has suddenly become tense, “everything okay?” Mason asked. I don’t even know I am still in shock, I cannot believe it. I turn my phone around which Mason grabs a quick glance at the headline. He looks down “y/n I can explain its not what you think”. I am not even listening to what he is saying as I quickly see a pair of his joggers on the floor which I put on as I just need some clothes to leave as quick as I can. “There is nothing to say Mase, you used me to get what you want. Well you got it enough said, I just cannot believe I was that stupid”. I spat that last part defeated. I cannot believe I let Mason hurt me like that again. “Don’t call me Mason we are done”.

I can hear him shouting after me as I am walking out his house, but I just keep walking to make sure I do not give in. I cannot believe I let him get that close to me again.

The next couple of days have been back to normal, work has been non-stop stressful. Paige keeps messaging me asking what happened between me and Mason which I cannot bring myself to actually admit what happened so I just keep dodging the question. I blocked Masons number and on socials as he kept ringing and messaging me. I have been cheated on before and he knows that, how can he make me the other women? I feel awful I cannot believe he put me in the situation.

I am curled up on the sofa, it’s the first time in weeks I am actually home from work at a reasonable time. I am in my pyjamas all wrapped up in a blanket watching Netflix when I hear a knock at my door. I am so confused to who it can be here at this time. I quickly go to open it, shocked to see Mason standing there in the rain. I try to shut the door but he pushed the door preventing me from closing it. “Please y/n, I have drove nearly 3 hours. Standing in the rain, at least let me come in and explain myself please”. You give in as he has come a long way and its raining you do feel bad.

You walk him through the flat, so you are in the living room. “Do you want a drink or anything? I have your clothes that I went home in the other day if you wanna get changed out of the wet clothes?” As much as I am angry with him right now, I hate how much I care.

“I am alright, I am only wet from the run from the car. But I will take a cup of tea please.”  I nod and quickly make us both a cup of tea and settle on the sofa next to him.

“Thank you for letting me in, you blocked me on everything I have been trying to ring you. I need to explain myself it is not what you think.”

I roll my eyes, “what do you mean its not what I think. You have a girlfriend Mason and then let me sleep with you. You made me the other woman. You know I have been cheated on before, I know how it feels how could you make me do that! I hate you for that Mason” my voice is becoming a little raised and I am trying to focus on keeping it low. As I really do not want a fight right now.

“Please do not say you hate me y/n/n please. Honestly its not what you think just give me a chance to explain”. I can see the hurt in his voice so I let him continue. After all he did come a long way, “go on then Mase, explain”.

I can see the relief on my Mason’s face that I am letting him continue and not shutting him down, “thank you. Look we are not together, she isn’t my girlfriend.” I nod, but the problem is I have head that so many times before. “Have you been out with her?” Mason nods but stays silent, “have you slept with her?” He lowers his head like he is embarrassed and nods again, still remaining silent.

“Well then Mase, it seems like a bit of a relationship to me.” Mason is playing with the cup in his hands not making eye contact with me. I can see he is thinking of his next words carefully. “Y/n/n its not what you think, I was a mess after things ended I wasn’t doing anything promotion related I only left the house if it was training or games and even then my head wasn’t in it. Management thought it would be good idea if I was spotted with Jennifer. Her management team agreed thought it would be good publicity for her also to be spotted with a footballer. We spoke over the phone a little, it was nice to take my mind of you for a little if I am being honest. We went out on a couple of dates, which the paps were always called which we assumed were our management teams. It was all staged none of it was real”.

I am trying to process what Mason is saying, but something doesn’t add up. “Okay Mase, I understand the whole dating thing. So why did you sleep with her, there were no paps during that so no one would know so that didn’t need staging. So I guess that means you just wanted to have sex with her?”

I can see Mason knows I got him there, “I don’t know baby, honestly I don’t know. We went out for dinner and I don’t know it just happened. I thought of you the whole time though”. He says the last part softly. I can see he is not enjoying this conversation.

“Of course you did”. I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes. “How many people did you sleep with since we ended?” I asked, I can see he is taken back by this question, he is quick to respond with a snarky comment. “what kind of question is that? How many people did you sleep with?” he was becoming defensive.

I laughed at him “1.. I slept with one person Mase. Daniel, and that was after a bottle worth of vodka. I instantly regretted it in the morning. Your turn!” Mason looks down like he doesn’t want to answer. “5, I slept with five people. Including Jennifer. None of them compared to you though. Honestly y/n you are the best person I have ever had sex with, you are the only person I want to have sex with. Everytime I was them, I was imagining it was you.”

“Of course you did Mason, you are telling me you had a Victoria Secret model on top of you and you are sitting there imaging it was me. Fuck off Mase how gullible do you think I am?!”. Mason shuffles closer to me on the sofa and places his hand on my thigh. “Y/n you are the most sexiest women I have ever met and ever been with. Your body is incredible and you are just so beautiful inside and out. Believe me, you are the only women I want to have sex with again. You are the only one it means something with.”

I can feel the tears rolling down my face, I cannot help it. Mason looks at me sympathetically, and holds my head in his hand using his thumb to wipe away the tears as they roll down my face. He places a slow soft kiss to my lips, I kiss him back. He is like air to me, I just cannot help but breathe him in. “I know you have driven a long way Mase, but I need time. We were toxic Mason when we moved to Manchester, it all got way too much. That fight you just walked away as if I meant nothing, it was a silly fight it never should of happened but instead of staying and fighting for us you walked away like it was the easiest thing to do, like I meant nothing to you. Then to lead me on and everything and then to find out you got a girlfriend its not fair Mason. I deserve better than that.”

“I know you do y/n, you deserve so much better. I promise you, if you want to work on this again I will do so much better. I will be the guy you need me to be. I promise to always fight for us just please give me this chance.”

His words are good, but I just generally do not know where my head is at anymore. “So whats going to happen between you and that Jennifer”. He lets out a deep breathe “we are not together y/n/n I can ring her right now and prove it if you want? Honestly if you want me then I will tell my management team that we are back together and Jennifer will be out of my life I promise. Just please baby girl, I will beg if that’s what you want just please. I cannot be without you.”

My head is all over the place, I just do not know what to do. “I know you want an answer right now Mason but I cannot give you that. I am sorry you cannot ambush me and make such a life changing decision without taking the time to make a decision. So you need to give me time, but I promise I will think about it.”

“That’s all I wanted to hear thank you. I will leave you be. Just please consider us again. I love you more then anything y/n. Forever and always”. That was always our saying forever and always. We used to message eachother that all the time, after every fight that’s what we used to say when making up. It was our saying. I lean into Mason and kiss his lips, it’s a slow kiss but he deepens the kiss, trying to gain access with his tongue which I allow. I grab the back of his head pulling him closer, I can feel his hands on my hips. There is nothing more that I want right now then to continue but we can’t. If we do this it will make the decision even harder. I quickly pull away. “Sorry I got a little carried away, I just can’t help myself when I am around you”. He makes me blush.

Mason sees himself out, and places a small kiss to my lips. I just wish I knew what I need to do.

Masons POV

I haven’t heard from y/n since I went round that night, I messaged you once I was home and realised that you unblocked me, I thought that was progress but all the messages I sent to you, you read but never replied so maybe there wasn’t progress.

It was my birthday today, I woke up to a message you from you “Happy Birthday Gorgeous boy! Have the best day ever!! Get spoilt rotten”. I smile at this message out of everyone I wanted to speak to today it was you. I just wish I could see you. My family are down and me and Lewis are going golfing this morning then having dinner with my family later which will be nice. I am grateful for this, but part of me really hoped that I would see you.

We pull into the driveway as me and Lewis return home after our golf day. The house is silent and dark which is unusual as I know my family are there. Something is wrong I thought. As I open the door the lights suddenly flick on and everyone jumps out: SURPRISE!!! Everyone shouts. Bless them they have thrown me a surprise party. I am hugging everyone and thanking them for coming, it’s a mixture of friends and family and team mates. That’s when I see you. No it cannot be, am I seeing things.

I quickly walk over to you, you spot me coming up to you. You give me a big smile, “Surprise birthday boy!” I quickly embrace you in my arms to make sure you are real. “What are you doing here?” I am so confused as to what you are doing here and why didn’t you tell me you were coming.

“Your mum rang me.. she said you told her about everything that happened between us recently. She said ‘he wouldn’t want to pressure you but I know he would love to see you’, then she persuaded me saying they all wanted to see me and told me about a surprise party and you know I had to be a part of that.” I grab you by your waist and embrace you in my arms, I stand there a little longer then maybe we should just staring into your eyes. I place a kiss to your lips, I love how soft they are. “People are staring Mase”, I giggle “well let them stare” and I continue to kiss you. “come on I will introduce you”. I grab your hand and make my way around the party, I love holding your hand and talking to people with you, it feels like old times again it feels real.

People start to leave the party as its finishing, I haven’t left your side the whole time. I turn to you, “please tell me you are staying the night I cannot think of you being in Manchester and not falling asleep with you on my birthday”. You give me a smile, I can even see a sparkle in your eyes “of course I am Mase, I promised your family I would stay and spend your birthday with you so I do not break a promise. I am just going to run upstairs quickly and get changed into something more comfy I need to get out of these heals and dress”. I know how much you love your comfies, chances are you are probably going to come downstairs wearing something that belongs to me.

I find my family sitting in the front room, “Thank you” I say, they look at me confused but my mum catches on to what I am saying. “We have no idea what you are talking about” she is trying to play dumb. Lewis then buts in “you really think we wouldn’t hear about it for the rest of the year if we throw you a surprise party and didn’t invite her”. I give him a bro hug, I appreciate them all for this, I know it was a rocky start with them getting on board with y/n as she wasn’t famous they were worried that you were after my fame and money, but after they met you and got to know you they loved you, they knew you didn’t care about all that and just wanted me. My mum then speaks up “just do us a favour Mase, if she allows you back which if I were her I probably wouldn’t but we can all see how much she loves you. So if she does do not break her heart again, you always fight for that girl. You got a keeper there”. I thank my mum and quickly give her a hug as y/n walks in and we try to act normal but she can probably tell we are talking about her.

We spend the rest of the evening all curled up in the living room, having a couple of drinks and a laugh. You are curled up in my arms with your legs wrapped underneath you so you can be closer to me which I am not complaining. Everyone confirms they are going to go to bed and we discuss plans for tomorrow. “shall we go up?” I ask you. “I am actually really cold, I am going to run a bath, do you want to join me?” I smile as if there is any other answer to that question apart from yes, and I run up the stairs behind you.

I watch as you run the bath, and wrap your hair into a clip so it doesn’t get wet and watch you slowly underdress. Your body is unreal, I know you have never been the most confident but in my eyes you are the most perfect women. I slowly get into the bath, which you come and sit inbetween my legs. I am slowly running my hands up and down your arm which I can feel the goosebumps. “Well not that I am complaining sitting here like this with you, but you haven’t made a decision”. I hear you laugh as if I have just said the most silliest thing in the world. “Of course I am taking you back Mase its always been you, there will never be anyone else, its always you. Forever and always.” You turn your head to give me a kiss which I reciprocate. “Forever and always baby girl.”

“Hold on stay there” I reach out the bath and grab my phone. “Stay right there” I take a photo of you, your back is turned so no one can see anything apart from your bare back and your hair in a clip and your face is to the side so your whole face isn’t in it. “What are you doing?” I hear you ask confused. “Socials.. now that I am not single everyone needs to know. Don’t worry your face isn’t in it. Unless you want it in it, I have no problem telling the world you are mine”. I see you smile at this. “The photo is fine Mase, I like how it before I do not need all your crazy fan girls coming for me” which we both laughed at this. “I love you y/n” you turn to face me again “it will never be the amount that I love you”.

I added the photo to my socials with the caption “Best birthday present ever getting you back. #foreverandalways.”

[dilucdoter]

🍷⊹ ₊　Diluc x reader　⁺🍓

Lonliness. That was all that Diluc Ragnvindr currently felt as he sprinted back to the sanctuary of Dawn Winery — a place which he once was oh-so-happy to declare as his home. Alas, now as he approached, all he could feel was a sense of despair, of dread, fear and a heavy discontent in his chest. How could he return after abandoning his position all those years ago? How could he face Kaeya? Adelinde? How could he face his beloved [name]? He had abandoned them just as cruelly as he abandoned everyone else. Would they welcome him with open arms?

Would they forgive him? Would they let him back in? Simply imagining any of those scenarios not working out felt like his heart was being torn from his chest, stomped on harshly, and being tossed into a wall.

No. Diluc cannot afford to come across as vulnerable in any way infront of [name]. Not at all. He was meant to be their hero. Their saviour. Their knight. The one who he felt an extremely strong urge to keep safe, to love and hold. Steeling himself, he approached the Dawn Winery, knocking softly on the door, patiently waiting for a maid, or even better yet, [name] to greet him. An almost giddy feeling took hold of his heart as the doorknob turned. Well, the air may have well been forced out of hos body at the sight of the person on the other side of the door.

Stunned was all he felt. Utterly astonished.

“[name],” he breathed out; his voice shaking slightly. “You’re here?” Diluc couldn’t believe his eyes. His darling was right there. They were as gorgeous as he remembered. Their soft eyes. Their hair. Their perfect lips that he has rested his upon countless times. All of them were there.

“Gods, you’re as beautiful as you were all those years ago,” he whispered — his voice full of adoration and affection. Even after 4 years of separation, the affection Diluc felt for them had not wavered. Not even once. That so-called ‘careless’ promise (as Kaeya called it.) That Diluc made to [name] all of those years ago suddenly came flooding back: “I’m gonna love you forever, [name]!! We will be together forever!”

That is what his younger self declared ever so confidently as he squeezed [name] in a loving hug.

Now, Diluc couldn’t help but chuckle to himself at the memories — his eyes full of fondness and pure infatuation. “May I come in?” He asks, gazing at them, practically with stars in his eyes.

What was he doing? He was normally so quiet! What’s happening to him? Why was he acting like a lovesick puppydog at the sight of them? Why was he acting like a lovesick puppydog at the sight of them?

“Yes, ‘Luc. This IS your manor, after all.” Was what they replied with, sending a pure wave of relief, joy, and fondness through his body. Though he managed to conceal it, the faint tinge of red on his cheeks gave away his emotions, eliciting a gentle chuckle from the person before him, who stood aside to let him in. Which Diluc did not waste any time in doing, he was immediately walking inside, gently closing the door behind him. Now that he was face to face with them — a somewhat awkward tension passed between the two.

(pov switch — 2nd person.. Sorry! ;-;)

Clearing his throat, Diluc broke that silence.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Please let me explain.” He said, subtly asking permission to tell you absolutely everything, to which you nod.

“Yes, ‘Luc. Please. I was constantly worried sick about you. Not knowing if you were alive, if you were safe. I felt so lost.”

The fact you had felt such despair over him leaving made him sick.

“Please, forgive me.”

He murmured, his voice and bravado wavering, slowly crumbling away, revealing the vulnerable man beneath.

“I hadn’t any intention to make you feel such emotion over my leaving. At the time I was not thinking about anything but the loss of my father, and was blinded utterly by my hatred to the Fatui, to the knights, and to Eroch. But also to myself. After losing my father, the organisation I had dedicated myself to betraying me, and then later on losing my brother, it was all too much. So I left. I left to find answers. I left and I didn’t bother to consider how that may affect you. I didn’t- even consider your feelings. I’m.. I’m so sorry, [name]. I’m sorry for leaving. I’m so sorry for making you feel such despair, for making it seem like I was dead. I hope you know that nothing I did was intentional, nor did I mean to stray away from your side for this long. Believe me. I was so utterly desperate to hold you in my arms once more. I did not leave with intention to hurt you. Or anyone. I did what I thought was best, but it was not.”

He looked to you, analysing your reaction, watching your features, awaiting your reaction. Expecting nothing but anger.

But he wasn’t.

Instead of shutting him out, you brought him closer. Embracing him tightly, burying your face in his arms, murmuring comforting words, telling him it will all be okay.

It caused his resolve to shatter, and sobs leave his lips, encircling his arms gently around you — holding you close to his scarred body, his head falling against your shoulder, a long sigh of contentment leaving his lips, closing his eyes. He was extremely exhausted, and all he wanted was to sleep, but this time, he didn’t want to sleep alone. No. He wanted you by his side. He wanted to hold you. He wanted to keep you with him forever, just as he promised you all those years ago.

“[name]?” Diluc whispers, lifting his head up, looking at you with an adorable, sleepy expression, a slight pout on his lips.

“Yes?” You responded, stroking his hair gently, scratching his head softly, the lazy, loving gesture drawing another soft sigh from his lips. The pout diminished into a soft smile.

“I’ve missed this. I’ve missed you. So much.” He admits, an embarrassed expression on his lips, squishing you gently against his muscular chest, one large, gloved hand holding the back of your head.

“I’ve missed you too, Luc.” You responded. Diluc couldn’t wait any longer. Gently, ever so gently, he tips your head up — and for the first time in 4 years, rests his lips against yours. Instantly he was full of so many emotions. Love. Fear. A slight protectiveness, too.

Breaking away, Diluc rests his forehead against your own, and a sweet smile tugs at his lips, staring lovingly into his eyes.

“I love you. I love you so much.” He muttered gently, his lips mere inches from your own. ‘Please say you love me too.’ He thought, closing his eyes as he awaited your response.

“I love you too.” You say instantly, staring back at him, smiling gently.”

“You do?” He gasps, his expression showing he was clearly caught off guard by that. To which, you replied witn a nod.

“I do. I always have. That promise you made about us being together forever? I was always hoping that you mean it.”

“I do, Gods, do I mean it.” He chuckles lovingly, cupping your face lovingly.

“[name], I apologise once again for leaving, but may I ask you something?” He murmurs softly — his tone full of hope.

“You can! What’s bothering you, Luc?” You smile softly, staring at him.

“I want to ask you to be my partner. Seriously this time. None of this casualness our relationship as teenagers had. I want to be the best for you.”

Well. That certainly caught you off guard, but you certainly wanted the same.

“I want to be your partner too, Luc.”

He let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding, and looks into your eyes.

“May I kiss you once more, my dear?” Diluc asked, thumbs stroking your cheek sweetly.

“Yes.” You responded, and Diluc wastes no time in connecting your lips once more.

“I love you. So very much. I promise you, you will be the happiest person ever. I will make you as happy as you make me. If not happier.” He promised, lacing his hands with yours.

Smiling, you plant a kiss on his cheek.

“Welcome home, Diluc.”

“Home..” He said, sighing softly. “Thank you, my sweet.”

[sleaze4sleaze]

So. The rundown, and an explanation on why I kinda look not great in the photos lol

Long ass post warning

So, we get to the con, we're getting our barrings, wondering where the actor guests are and end up happening upon them in the back l've been vaguely nauseous all day. I see him and try so desperately not to dig my nails into my mom's hand after catching a glimpse of him. Nerves, excitement, little bit of awe because beautiful man hahah

Anyway, maybe three people in line counting us, we wait a second it gets to us and he's like "hey, l'm sorry I gotta do photo ops in like ten minutes I don’t want to rush you guys. But it’ll be like ten fifteen minutes and you guys can come back?” and mom and I are like no worries! He’s so courteous about it and it actually really eased my nerves a little

We walk around! We go back, he’s there and there’s one person there so I’m like okay! Great! I’m not the first one walkin’ up! So we wait a second I’m trying to get my shit together so I can speak coherently and somewhat confidently and not end up quiet like usual, it’s awful sometimes. Anyway! I do great! Normal human I don’t sound weird or however like an alien I feel (I cannot express how much I am not built to do shit like this). I gave him the drawing first thing and through it all was a blur but mom said he called it brilliant twice <3 I don’t doubt my skills but it is still, vulnerable. This one was never intended to be seen by him nor literally gifted to him, I poured a lot of reverence into it I probably wouldn’t have otherwise if I did it with the knowledge that he WOULD see it (difference between, ‘I want this to look nice because he’s going to see it’ and ‘I’m drawing beautiful man for myself :]’)

It’s photo time, I hand mom my bag and the lady at the table (most if not all the actor’s tables had a convention employee with them) took like ten photos. I initially tried to keep a respectful distance because like, I don’t know, I’m not gonna go in for a full side hug or whatever but immediately I get squeezed right into him. Good god. Not to be weird or crazy or whatever whatever but I will never forget how that felt. Or he feels. Or any of that. Yes he is as boney and solid as I imagined <3 but just that like ‘you’re real, and sweet’ is what’s getting me. and. Well, mom said it first but it is true with how firm of a squeeze I got, my future boyfriend has a touch to live up to 😤 (I do wish I was mostly joking, but I’m mostly serious). Truly, I scrunched up in surprise and it took a minute to even fully comprehend the fact I’ve been fully tucked into his shoulder. Gonna feel that hand on my arm forever! Not a bad squeeze! The perfect squeeze, to me .

He is genuinely so so lovely and I’m so glad I actually did this. And shoutout to my mom for being the reason I’m here. And for confirming afterwards to me that I did, in fact, not come off as nervous and excited as I actually was and that I handled it well (I was still clearly very happy to be here, obviously, just, chill about it) (I do not think I will handle any situation well ever)

I’m not proofreading any of this tonight I want to go finish typing up my. Journal. Before I pass out. But. I’m happy! I still have two more days, and I’m chill, excited to continue to have a great time with my mom and enjoy my first weekend away from the grandparents in. Two months

Art I gave him…��. I do love this one a lot. And!! In lieu of a ‘proper’ autograph (that was an accident but I truly don’t care) the 31 quote I am going to get tattooed on my arm as soon as I can <3 another reason I kinda had to gift him some art of mine… something of ‘me’ to give to him in return of something of his (handwriting) that will end up on me

I’ll cry about this at some point. I wanted to earlier but I was still at the con and I am such an ugly crier it’s awful. Honestly still surprised how emotional this all made me

[wito-chan-bla-bla]

Detection VII

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–Are you sure you want me around? You can still go to your parents' house alone or introduce me as your friend.

–I-I want... I want you to be there for me. And n-not just because I feel calmer… but also because my parents need to know that I put myself in the hands of a good human.

You giggle as you look at Kalego. You try to recover a little and calm down, but it's harder than you thought. You are standing in front of a familiar house. Your hands reach for a small button to inform the owners of the house of your arrival. Your body is about to move on its own, but it's not happening yet... because you're holding yourself together.

You feel a cool hand on your fingers and turn your head towards Kalego. He gently lifts your hand and brings it closer to the button. It expects, it doesn't do the action for you. But still, it gently pushes you toward what's about to happen.

However, you don't have time to do anything. In the hallway, a door suddenly lights up, and then a woman who has changed a lot in so many years appears on the threshold. But you'll always know it anyway. Your body acts on its own, you climb over the fence, as you did many times when you were a child, when you forgot your keys, and run straight into the arms of a woman. Mom.

You don't remember, and you probably won't ever remember, what you said to her... what she said to you. You will only keep forever that pleasant feeling in your chest, that sense of reunion and peace that you can feel when you return home.

Soon, your father shows up, and three people are hugging on the porch. Kalego stands behind the fence and smiles faintly. In his family, "tenderness" is not accepted. He barely hugged his older brother and parent often. They only exchanged a few words before hurrying off on their own business, rushing to fulfill their roles in the Underworld.

But now he looks at you and suddenly understands… that his life and his children would no longer be the same as he was. You will never be familiar with the rules of his family, and therefore you will give your loved ones the love they deserve.

If you agree to have children with Kalego, you will not look at them as "future Naberius". For you, they will just be children, the children of you and your husband.

The thought of this warms Kalego's heart involuntarily, pierces it with warmth stronger than any fire spell. Although outwardly it remains unchanged.

–(Y/N), oh, what are we? – your mother gasps. – It's already evening, it's cold outside! We need to get inside soon!..

–W-wait! I-I b-brought someone with me... he was the one who helped me escape from the people I was talking to you about! And h-he's my... lover.

Your parents start looking at Kalego, who bows respectfully to them. You don't hear their quiet conversation, you stare ahead at your favorite demon. Naberius can easily climb over the fence or even break it, but he stands patiently waiting to be let in... although you can see in his eyes that he doesn't want to leave you for long, even if you're with your family right now.

Eventually your father comes down the steps and opens the gate. Kalego nods gratefully to him and hurries over to you. Your father calls out to him, and the demon turns with a question. Your father says something to him, but for obvious reasons the dialogue cannot be carried out.

–Dad, he doesn't speak our language, – you hurry down the steps and stand next to Kalego. The demon immediately puts his arm around your waist. – Like I said, I was taken out of the country... and Kalego-kun helped me a lot. And then... we realized that we loved each other.

–(Y/N), are you sure you fell in love with him… not because he saved you? – your father puts his hands on your shoulders. – I'm not sure if this is a healthy relationship.…

–N-no, it's all right, Dad! I... W-we really love each other! And w-we confessed our feelings to each other... after I was saved. It's been long enough for me to get to know him better!

You put your arm around the demon's arm and rest your head on his shoulder. Your parents look at Kalego suspiciously, but they're too happy to see you to ask. They lead you and Kalego to their home, and Naberius begins to look around with interest.

–Maybe Kalego-san can take off his coat. And what about this hat? – your mother is looking at a demon who took off his shoes and was now putting his feet in his slippers.

–Uh... Kalego-kun, they're asking you to take off your coat... and your hat.

–Then I'll do it now.

–Ar-re you sure? It's... y-your tail and your horns can be seen!

–First of all, my horns merge with my hair, – your mother looks at Kalego's head in surprise, but doesn't comment. – Second, I wrapped my tail around my leg while I was waiting behind the fence. So nothing will be noticeable.

–T-thank you, Kalego-kun! I didn't want anyone to feel uncomfortable here… He's going to take it off, Mom! Where can I put my things?..

Sitting at the table in your own living room, you can't believe that you are at home again. Your own thoughts are cursing you. I should have come here earlier! I should have at least called them more often, not just sent them messages and photos! Suddenly, Kalego takes your hand under the table, and you flinch. From the outside, Naberius continues to simply look at the new house.

–You can't change the past, – he says calmly. – If I could, I'd hit my uncle a couple of times, – the demon winces. – That's not what you should be focusing on right now, – he says, nodding toward your parents, who are busy in the kitchen. – You wanted to help them, but they ordered you to sit still and not go anywhere. So you grew up in this environment?

–Well, not exactly… This house has changed a lot since I left to study... many of the paintings and plants weren't there before. Probably because I often hit them by accident, – you giggled. – This place has become like a home worthy of "old" people like my parents. I'm glad.

–Here we are! – your parents are looking out of the kitchen with food in their hands. – I'm not sure how much your tastes have changed over the years... but I hope you don't mind that we've made your favorite dish! You loved it when you were a kid...

–Oh, that's wonderful! – you cheerfully clap your hands. – Thank you very much! Hey, Kalego-kun, let me explain to you what dishes are made from what…

Food may be on the table, but no one reaches out to help themselves to something. Kalego waits for the older members of the family to start eating, while your parents look at you with hope and concern. You end up telling "your story" instead of eating.

You don't change much about the words you said earlier to your colleague. Your parents are looking at you with such panic, as if you are being abducted right in front of their eyes. You have to stop every few seconds and reassure them that you're fine, that you weren't tortured, that you weren't bullied. Maybe you could have come up with a different story, but you already told your parents something... and now you had to work with what you came up with.

As a result, you don't have time to tell your made-up story. Your parents just start crying, and all you can do is get up, walk over to them, and give them a hug. Kalego silently closes his eyes and turns away. He doesn't want to get involved in your family's business... and he doesn't really like it when other people cry.

You can only move away from your parents when the food is already cold. Kalego, who has been watching this in silence anyway, also serves napkins to the three people without a word. While you and your father blow your nose, your mother looks at the plates and sighs loudly.

–Everything has already cooled down… (Y/N), why didn't Kalego-san eat? Did he not like the food?..

–Uh… I don't know myself. Kalego-kun, why didn't you eat?!

–Because according to the rules, the first bite is made by the head of the family or the one who is older... and although I am older than everyone here put together, the age of your parents relative to the demonic calculus will be greater, – Naberius shrugs. – I can't stop following the manners and traditions of my world, even if I'm among humans right now.

You nod and quickly explain the situation. Your mother quickly starts saying that Kalego didn't have to do this, that your parents won't be offended if the demon starts eating before them. You barely have time to translate everything. As a result, Naberius just shakes his head and says that he will wait as long as necessary.

Thankfully, the warm food is still delicious, so you and your parents (and Kalego, of course) are enjoying something you haven't eaten in many, many years.

–It's a pity that Kalego-san can't tell us something about himself, – your father sighs when the meal is over and your mother goes to get tea. – I have a lot of questions for him. I can't leave my daughter to anyone!

–D-don't worry, Dad, Kalego-kun is very caring and good! – you smile and hug the demon. Naberius blunts for a few seconds, and then hugs you back, moving his chair closer to yours. His hands on your body are quite chaste. – He works as a teacher at a very prestigious school. He is also a great musician and has a large collection of cacti. He may seem very serious, but I don't get bored with him!

–Oh, he's a musician? Maybe he can play us something. My guitar is still in the hallway on the second floor.

–M-m-m, he mostly plays classical instruments… But I think he can give it a try. Hey Kalego-kun, do you want to try playing a human guitar?..

A few minutes later, you're giggling as you watch Naberius try to sort out human notes and a human guitar. Your father has to show you a few songs to make Kalego understand. But after that, the demon is unstoppable. You hear the tunes he played for you on the piano and violin, and you can't help but smile as you remember all the wonderful evenings you spent with Kalego.

–Wow, you're really good at this, – your mother says, clapping a few times. – Although it's definitely not the kind of music that suits our family.

–Are you still into rock? – you look around at the "calm and sweet" environment. – I thought you might have calmed down a little with your age.

–The fire in our blood will never be extinguished! – your father smiles and shows the symbol with two fingers. – But you definitely liked Kalego-san's music. It seems that you are very different from us after all, daughter.

–Yes, probably, – you grab a cup of tea and inhale the native aroma. – I know we talked about what happened after my "disappearance"… but I would like to know what I missed before I called you! I'm… I'm really sorry that I put too many things above my family. Mom, Dad… I'd just like to know how you're doing.

While you sit at the table with your parents and chat about everything, Kalego asks for permission to explore the house. You and your parents nod, not really hearing the question. The demon gets up and goes to look around.

Kalego doesn't really touch anything. He just watches. The cozy home is too different from his cold, big estate. There are pictures on the wall, bright colors, lots of different colors... the demon quietly climbs up the stairs, ignores the bedroom of the two older people and opens the door to the room... and immediately sighs.

A lot of posters with half-naked men (and even half-naked women) are hung on the walls. Kalego looks at them, their bright outfits, big smiles on their faces. They're full of energy. They have something that the demon doesn't have.

Kalego crosses his arms and sighs. He alone has more clothes on than all these people put together…

–K-Kalego-kun, what are you doing in my room?.. OH, T-THE DEMON KING!

You run up to Naberius and try to cover his eyes with your hands. When you don't succeed, you start trying to cover up the posters, but it was a stupid idea in the first place.

–I f-forgot the state I left my room in!" I thought my parents would take it all down!..

–M-m-m, don't worry. It's really my fault… I should have asked for permission first.

–I-it's fine, i-it's just... – you started taking down the posters and rolling them up. – Uh, it's a little disconcerting that you saw all this…

–Did you like all these people... when you were a teenager?

–Of course! I still like them! I love not only their music, but also their shows! They're all such interesting people! – you point to one of the half-dressed girls. – She used to be in a band, but now she's a solo singer! And these two men have their own agency. My tastes haven't changed much since I was a teenager, so I still enjoy the old performances of all these people!.. Well, at least I enjoyed it until I arrived in Hell... why?

–I was just thinking… I'm not like them, – Kalego looks around at the genuine smiles again. All these people seemed to enjoy what they were doing. – And I'm a little surprised that you ended up liking me.

–Well, I don't have a specific personality that you can't go beyond, – you giggle and continue to remove the posters. (You'll probably take them to Hell with you.) – I love "good men"! And you fit that type.

–Are you sure you know me well?

–Well, at least your "negative" sides are "positive" for me, – you smile slyly. – And you never did anything that really pissed me off. In the end, some things can be accepted... and with some, they just scream "no". Fortunately, there are no such "red flags" in your case.

–"Red flags"?..

–Um, it's a human phrase meaning…

Kalego stands with his arm around your shoulders and looks out the window. Children play in the backyard even at this late hour, having fun and having fun. You tell random stories that happened to you during your growing up. They're not very interesting, but the demon listens to them carefully anyway.

–It must be nice to wake up and see something like this... although it definitely needs thicker walls, – he sighs and touches his ears, the sharp tips of which are hidden in his hair.

–What did you see when you woke up?..

–M-m-m, mostly the face of another monster, since my uncle forgot to close the window in the hallway or some door again, – Kalego sighs. – And so… I saw the forest, the sky... nothing interesting.

You hug him tighter and press your cheek against his chest. You can hear the faint beat of his heart and smile faintly.

Suddenly, the stairs creak loudly, and you hear footsteps. After a few seconds, the door slowly opens and you turn your head to see your mother. The woman smiles faintly as she looks you and Kalego over, and cautiously steps into the room.

–Sorry to interrupt, – she says, looking over at the demon, who is trying to hide his slight embarrassment. – I was wondering... if both of you would stay the night... (Y/N), I... me and your dad would like to... have breakfast with you like before...

–Um, I... need to call my supervisor. We came here because of him. But I'll try to make it so... that we can spend some more time together.

In the next instant, loud screams are heard outside the window. Kalego almost groans in frustration and turns his head. Two demons and one boy rush down the road, happy.

You get out of the arms of Naberius (much to his regret) and run outside. You go out to the gate and shout, attracting the attention of the trio. Sullivan, with Iruma perched on his shoulders, makes a big circle, like an airplane, and stops almost in front of you.

–O-o-oh, there you are, (Y/N)! I felt an aura of boredom from here and knew you were with Kalego-kun!

–H-how did you spend your time? Iruma-kun?

–That was amazing! – the boy smiles and laughs at you. – I thought only the demon world was fun, but it wasn't! I didn't know… that there are so many interesting things in the human world...

–Oh, a familiar language at last! – your father is looking out of the house. – (Y/N)? Who is it?

–These are also people who helped me. And this is Iruma-kun, the boy I care about.

Your father makes eye contact with Iruma, Iruma looks back at him... and then they both smile. It seems that the charm of this boy knocks down absolutely everyone.

–You didn't say that there are so many interesting things in your world, – Opera appears in the zone of your vision. They don't have hats on, but they have small hairpins around their ears, like they're wearing some kind of jewelry. (It looks like they were fixed by Iruma, as they look a little crooked). – I found this beautiful stick for Kalego-kun, – they pick up a dog toy. – Do you think he'll like it?..

–Actually, we didn't want to interrupt your nice family conversation... but we have to.

–W-we're going home already... Sullivan-sama?

–Not really! – the demon-grandpa smiles broadly. – We decided to stay here until the end of the week! I want to learn many more things together with Iruma-kun! More shared memories! – he and Opera both raise their hands in the air at the same time. – So I want to warn you not to worry and keep in touch with your family.

–R-really? Sullivan-sama, thank you so much!..

–Don't thank me, but my grandson, – the demon tickles Iruma's leg. The boy laughs. – We'll be at a hotel nearby. I think Kalego-kun will be able to contact us if necessary. In the meantime... relax and have fun!

–Thank you! You too!

–So be it, – Opera puts the toy in his pocket. – I'll come to Kalego-kun`s soul a little later. Heh-heh-heh…

You wave to them with a big smile. After they disappear into the darkness of the street, you turn around and look at your parents. They're just as suspicious of seeing off the demons and the boy as your colleague was recently. Instead of any explanations, you rush to them to spend some more time with them... and let them know that you and Kalego-kun are staying the night.

–Can I sleep with Kalego-kun? – you are asking when a new day has come a long time ago. Your parents and you have been chatting for the past few hours, sipping tea that you remember tasting from your childhood. – I mean... he's myboyfriend, you two wouldn't be surprised if I shared a bed with him, would you?

–I don't mind, – your father looks at you with an innocent smile, and you already feel that something is wrong. – Except the couch we're sitting on now doesn't fold out. And the house doesn't have a double bed anymore. So you'll have to sleep in your room, and Kalego-san will sleep in the living room.

–You look tired, – the demon, who has been watching you all this time, puts the cup on the saucer and pats your cheek. – I hope you're talking about getting some sleep.

–Y-yes, you're right! And... you'll have to sleep on the couch, – you tap him on the shoulder.

–M-m-m... no.

–W-what do you mean?!

–I should sleep next to you. This is an unknown world to me, and I can't let you suffer from an unknown danger.

–It's a human world. I can't be attacked by a monster or anything like that here.

–Still, my instincts tell me to protect you, – he puts a hand on his chest. – Besides, I'm used to sleeping on the floor. A lot of times after training, I'd come home and just fall on the floor... because my uncle had stolen the carpet again to sell it somewhere, – he ground his teeth.

Your father and Kalego argue for a long time after that, you barely have time to translate their words. In the end, Naberius justifies everything by saying that sleeping on the floor is good for your back... and that the demon will never do anything nasty to you in your parents' house. Your father, who still doesn't fully trust Kalego, eventually gives up and lets the demon sleep next to you.

You walk into your room and feel the memories come rushing back to you. How many times have you come here when everyone else is already asleep, carefully make your way to the bed and fall asleep? Thoughts of hobbies that have occupied your entire day and half of the night take over for a second, and you don't immediately notice that Kalego has locked the door.

–M? What is it?

–It's naive to think I'm going to sleep on the floor when there's a bed, – he says, walking past you and pulling the curtains over the window.

–So what? Are you going to kick me out on the floor? – you're giggling.

–I would never do that, – Kalego says without humor. – As a last resort, you can always sleep on me. Fortunately, this is not the case.

He snaps his fingers and suddenly the bed is a double bed! You gasp in shock, then quickly nod. That's right, magic! While you're admiring, Kalego starts taking off his clothes. Before you know it, the demon is standing in the middle of your room in his underwear, his wings spread wide on all sides.

You cover your face with your hands and exhale convulsively. It's like one of your teenage fantasies! A beautiful demon appears in the middle of the night, looking with passionate eyes only at you!..

–I don't know what you're thinking, but I don't like it anymore.

–Y-you look amazing, Kalego-kun! – you giggle in embarrassment and look at him through your fingers. – I just didn't think you'd take off your clothes... almost completely... and in this situation.

–The clothes I'm wearing are very tight on my wings... it hurts.

–Let me kiss them to ease the pain, – you make soft kissing sounds.

–You're not a dog to heal this... but I'm practically, - he's suddenly next to you and kisses the top of your head. – But you can try if you want.

–Then get down! – you point to your bed. – I'll take care of you!

–Actually, I'd rather take care of you... but if that's what you want…

It lies down and spreads its wings in different directions. You sit on his lower back and bend over. You cover his neck with quick, light kisses, then move down and down to his shoulder blades. When you reach the beginning of the wings, Kalego flinches. You immediately tenderly kiss the dark skin that glistens in the barely penetrating moonlight.

You lovingly touch the wings, gently massage them with your fingers. Kalego exhales softly into the pillow, his gaze moving from one object in the room to the next. You giggle and suddenly attack his cheek with kisses.

The demon suddenly rolls over on his back, his hands on your waist.

–You said you wouldn't do anything inappropriate in my parents' house.

–I'm just making sure my favorite human doesn't fall over and hit its head. What are you talking about?

You lean in and place a quick kiss on his lips without breaking eye contact. Kalego has one hand on your waist, and he raises the other to stroke your cheek.

–Did you enjoy being in my world? – you ask softly, hearing his tail move slowly from side to side.

–Well, this place is much louder than many I've visited… I don't think I could have tried to enjoy it if it wasn't for you. Perhaps if I studied all of this better... together with you, I might be able to love your home world.

–I hope that someday humans and demons will be able to find common ground. I'm sorry you have to put up with the inconvenience, – you run your fingers over his wings.

You barely hide a scream when Kalego suddenly turns you on your side. You find yourself trapped in his wings and arms. Giggling, you snuggle closer to him and rest your head on his bare chest. His tail wraps around your leg.

–I'm so glad that I can finally give you a hug without any extra eyes.

–Me too…

You want to talk to him a little more. You want to know what things he liked the most, if he wants you to read to him the books he bought... but you're too tired for the day. As a result, you can only close your eyes and fall into a peaceful sleep.

Finally, you and your parents are reunited again.

*+*

–I thought the park would be quiet, but I was wrong.

You mumble vaguely and pull Kalego forward. Your parents are walking in front (since you forgot the road a little), with a basket and a blanket in their hands. (The demon tried to carry things, but after he was discovered sleeping peacefully on the floor with his clothes on, your parents didn't try to put pressure on him by allowing him to be close to you.) They decided to take the day off and spend it with you, especially since the weather is great.

You often went to this park as a child. The sight of familiar ducks makes you glow and yank Kalego to the side to look around the big lake. But before you can even take a step, a huge dog runs straight at you, barking loudly and opening its mouth with fangs!

It looks... familiar…

Suddenly, Kalego lifts you over his head as if you weigh nothing, and stares at the dog. He opens his own mouth and snarls, showing his fangs. The animal immediately sits down on the ground, its front paws sliding on the ground. The dog slows down and purses its ears before hurrying back to its owner, who also seems familiar to you…

This is your friend!

You wave your legs and Kalego lowers you to the ground. While he fights the dog with his eyes, you run towards the young man with happy cries. When the demon blinks and notices that you're gone, you're already hugging your old friend!

Kalego... freezes in place. He had expected this to happen. This is the city you grew up in. Of course, your old friends will be here! But still... still…

The demon feels an incredible desire to tear you away from this man. Hey, did you kiss him on the cheek?!.

–Kalego-kun, meet Atta! This is an old friend of mine! – you point to a man stroking and soothing his dog. – Atta, this is my boyfriend, Kalego-kun!

–Boyfriend? I thought you were only interested in work! – Atta pokes you in the shoulder. – But I'm glad to meet him! – he holds out his hand. – By the way, why are you talking to him in some strange language?..

–Kalego-kun, you have to shake his hand to say hello... – you turn to your friend. – He is from another country, he has a rather unusual accent, so it is unlikely that even the main native speakers will be able to understand him…

–I'm not going to shake hands with anyone I don't know. In addition, lower-ranked demons must first introduce themselves and bow down…

–He's not a demon, and we're not in a demon world, – you shrugged your shoulders. – Okay, if you don't want to do this, I won't force you. Hey, Atta, his family doesn't say hello to strangers like that. So just put your hand down.

–Weird, but okay… You like to collect strange things around you, (Y/N).

Kalego watches you and Atta walk together, chatting. The demon keeps repeating to himself that this is normal… you've seen him every day, and you probably won't ever see your friends again... and yet... and yet...

At the very least, he wants to put his arms around you and hold you close. Demons are selfish creatures. What else would you expect from someone who carries wolf blood?

Kalego sighs and decides to look around. Children running and playing, their parents sitting and chatting, couples enjoying a picnic... how loud it all is. However, suddenly the demon's eyes take in a wonderful view, and Naberius unwittingly takes a step forward.

Puppies... so many puppies!

Kalego feels Cerberion begging for freedom. His magic wants to come out and play too! The demon, against his will, unwittingly moves forward, towards small and cute creatures. In Hell, everything, even small animals, has claws and fangs so scary that they can frighten an adult. So Kalego's heart shivers a little when he sees someone so cute... even if snotty.

–(Y/N), – you quickly turn to him, – what is this?

–Oh, that? These are puppies! Little dogs! They don't look like the ones you might find in Hell, do they?

–Can I... look at them?

–Of course! If anything... here you are.

You leave your friend briefly to give Kalego a note. "I'm sorry, I don't understand your language. If necessary, I'll call my interpreter."

–Use this if someone talks to you. You can always come to me for help, – you get up on your toes and kiss him on the cheek. – I'll go and have a chat with my parents and Atta! If anything, his dog is very cute! You can pet her!

–I've already shown her who's dominant here. I don't think she'll be happy if I get my claws into her.

You look at his fingernails, giggle, and run away.

Kalego looks at a small aviary where silly puppies run around. Yes, dogs are raised differently in Hell... the demon looks at the people chatting next to the low portable fence and sits down next to one of the puppies. The little animal immediately yaps in interest and runs towards Naberius.

Kalego involuntarily sighs, remembering his communication with Cerberion. He had to beat his own magic to keep from dying from those sharp claws. Naberius cautiously holds out his hand, and the little creature hurries towards him on its small feet. Such a pathetic, weak creature... Kalego is looking at you.

In the human world, everyone is so weak... they are all so easy to kill.

Kalego flinches when a cold nose touches his fingers, and the next second, a warm tongue licks his palm. Naberius watches as the puppy wags its tail in a funny way and suddenly falls back, landing on the ground. It quickly gets up and hurries to lick the demon's fingers again.

They're all so small, so helpless… How did (Y/N) survive in Hell for so long? And what about Iruma? With bodies like theirs, they should have died from the first monster they saw.

–Hey, how do you like our puppies? They're pretty, aren't they?

Kalego turns his head and silently shows the piece of paper. The man who came up to him nods understandingly. He pulls out his phone and seems to want to write something, but for some reason stops his actions under the heavy gaze of the demon.

Kalego points to a nearby stick, and the man nods vaguely. The demon picks up a small object and looks at the puppies, who magically pay all their attention to him alone. Naberius raises his hand... and commands.

–Fetch.

Startled, the pups rush for the stick. Kalego sighs. I do not know if they quickly understood this command because of my incredible experience as a teacher... or because my order was pretty obvious.

–Wow, he's got talent! Did you see that?! Puppies actually brought him a stick!.. Mister, miste-e-er, I need your interpreter!..

You don't understand why you suddenly found yourself next to an aviary with puppies. But even more than that, you don't understand why you're explaining to their master that your demon can't train his little animals.

–H-how did you do that? These pups have never been trained in commands…

–It's hard not to listen to someone who is stronger, – Kalego gives you a hard look. – Plus, I literally grew up fighting a dog. I know how to get the right information to them… How are you? – he looks hard at Atta and your parents.

–Everything is fine! I didn't know Atta would become a fashion designer! He was a typical bully at school, and now he's such a sweet and pleasant young man… Hey, why are you growling?

–Demonic instincts, demonic instincts…

–O-o-oh, is someone jealous? – you're giggling viciously.

–Yes, – you even stumble from such straightforwardness. – In my grandfather's time, I could have just killed them all and taken them with me. What were the times like…

–You go to jail for murder here, Kalego-kun.

–Pf, as always, too many criminals are not professional.

You give him a silent pat on the shoulder.

You continue to enjoy a quiet day. Kalego is sitting next to you, his leg pressed against yours, which makes you feel his tail twitching every time you even interact with Atta. Fortunately, the demon is distracted by the dog, with whom he seems to be able to find a common language. They used to stare at each other at first, but now Kalego is playing with a big pile of fur with eyes and teeth.

Eventually, you return home, feeling Kalego staring at everyone with displeasure. It seems that your communication with Atta has greatly disturbed him. Luckily, in the end, your friend left safely with his dog and no one was injured.

Your parents said they would cook dinner, so you and Kalego decide to take a walk.

The demon likes the evening park much, much better. There are already a lot fewer people here, at least in certain parts where there are no lights... or signs... and it's very dark. But you're not afraid. Because Kalego holds your hand tightly and protects you. You enjoy the view of the moon in the sky, the sounds of nocturnal insects and the quacking of ducks that will soon be sleeping.

–Why do you look sad? Are you still mad that Atta kissed me on the cheek back then?

–D-don't remind me of that! How can he kiss someone else's woman like that?!

–Friends can kiss each other on the cheek, Kalego-kun…

–But not if they're friends of the opposite sex!...

–I see it differently, so no problem!.. And why would I need someone else when I have my own demon? – you grin and kiss his fingers.

Kalego looks at you strangely.

–I had to do it.

–Maybe I want to be in charge of this relationship…

Suddenly, the Kalego pushes you up against a tree, and you flinch. The demon smiles the way an incubus should. He leans down and breathes hot air into your lips.

–I prefer to follow tradition, my fair one. And I'm clearly stronger, so don't try to undermine my authority. As a demon, this really annoys me.

–Okay, okay, Kalego-kun, – you get up on your toes and try to kiss him, but he pulls away from you. – Did it really... hurt you?..

–No, I, – he pulls away from you and looks out at the lake. – I just thought... it's terribly sad that... you're... human.

He sighs and squeezes your hand, but still doesn't look at you.

–I don't mean that I wouldn't want you to be born someone else... at least I definitely get incredible pleasure when I just lick you, – you wince involuntarily and swallow in embarrassment. – I'm just saying... that you're very... weak. And you... people live so little.

Kalego shivers slightly and closes his eyes.

–I didn't think about it before, but... you're barely going to live a quarter of my life. After all, humans are mortal... and you will leave me... sooner than I would like.

He looks at you... and there's pain in his eyes. He takes your face in both hands and sighs so loudly that something starts to shake in your ears.

–I knew that before, but I just realized... how much I don't want to lose you, – he presses his nose to yours. – I'm sorry to spoil this moment, but... the human world has once again reminded me that... humans... are mortal. And I don't want you to leave me... and I don't think I can go on with my life if you do.

You reach out and hug his face back... and then squeeze his cheeks very hard. Kalego looks very funny when his lips suddenly become the same as a fish's. The next second, you pull his cheeks away with a loud groan.

–Kalego-kun, you really know how to spoil the mood! – you start poking him in the chest with your fingers. – But I know what you mean… I also... thought about it... and I decided that I would just ignore the passage of time! – you look him straight in the eye. – I will enjoy every second that I can spend with you! And I won't regret anything, even if I end up getting old and dying in your arms, and you don't change! Because... I want to spend my life with you, no matter how long that life lasts.

–Ah, you're so careless... – he sighs.

–I'm just trying to be positive... unlike someone, – you spread your hands to the side. – And, hey... I deserve a soothing kiss after what you said! Come to me!..

–Hey, a couple of tree huggers... you picked the wrong time for your snotty actions.

You turn your head and look at a small group of unsavory individuals. Your city... wasn't a safe place in your childhood. Nothing seems to change even after all these years…

–Who are they and what do they say? – Kalego slowly moves away from you.

–They're just local bullies. They'll probably want money or something… Come on, let's not waste time on them…

–Huh... do they think they can offend someone who is under my protection? – the demon is looking at people with bats and pipes. – How interesting…

–K-Kalego-kun, don't! You're going to kill them!..

–No one will see us here, will they? - the demon looks back at people who, not hearing your answer, start insulting you and coming at you threateningly. – Cerberion wanted to take a walk in this park from the very beginning…

Then you just close your eyes... because you don't want to see it. When you open your eyes, Kalego is standing with a book in the middle of the bodies lying around. He seems to be taking notes. W-well, at least all these people are alive... p-probably...

*+*

–Kalego-kun, I didn't expect this from you! How could you set us up like this?!

–Yes, Kalego-kun! As your senpai, I am very disappointed in you…

Kalego can only sit on his knees and endure the words of his superior and his senpai because they were telling... the truth. The demon wasn't supposed to use Cerberion, but he was so used to using his magic… And also, during the short battle, his hat had come off, so that his horns were visible in the light!..

But any danger that threatens his loved ones must be eliminated... hm-m…

–Hey, are you even listening to me, Kalego-kun?! – Sullivan leans forward and coughs in frustration. – Do I have to strip you of your bonus this month?

You're not going to give it away to me anyway…

–I was just thinking that (Y/N) is a human.

–That's news! – Opera pretends they're surprised.

–That's not what I'm talking about, – Kalego pinches the bridge of his nose. – I mean... she won't live very long... by demon standards. She'll be dead before I get old.…

The room is instantly filled with something heavy. The three demons look at each other. Suddenly, Sullivan stops being an egg and becomes the demon everyone fears.

–I've been... thinking about it, too, – he adjusts his glasses. – My Iruma-kun is worthy of becoming the most important demon, even though he is a human… But he still won't be able to live any longer than I do. As his grandfather, I have to do something.

–And you have... a plan?

The atmosphere becomes even heavier. Sullivan sighs heavily.

–I'm thinking about it... but it's too early to draw conclusions. I take it you're willing to do anything to spend as much time with (Y/N) as you can physically?

–Yes... Sullivan-sama.

Kalego's eyes are filled with determination. He sits down as if he has a deep respect for the demon in front of him. He is sitting on one knee, his hand pressed to his chest, looking straight into the eyes of his superior, waiting for orders.

Opera giggles and twitches their ears.

–O-o-oh, looks like we'll have to work together to extend the life span for Iruma-sama and (Y/N)~

–I can handle it... for the sake of... (Y/N), – Kalego says through gritted teeth.

Sullivan looks in surprise at the demon who is bowing respectfully in front of him. His dark eyes flash with determination. The older demon smiles.

–Well... I hope we do a great job together, Kalego-kun! For the good of my grandson and your (Y/N). I still want another great-grandson, and demon girls are so slow to grow up…

–Yes, I'll do anything, – his dark eyes sparkle, – for her sake.

*Bonus*

–By the way, Kalego-kun, for that matter… Can you check if humans and demons can have children?~ I noticed a very nice girl next to my grandson… Hey, where are you going? Kalego-kun?!.

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General thoughts on Hades 2? I'm also playing it in early access myself. I know it still needs some finishing and perfecting but I really enjoy it so far.

Oh do I have thoughts:

~Overall, I love it. Obviously it's a work in progress and things need to be fine tuned (coughArgentSkullcough) but the foundation is absolutely solid. I love the way they've adapted a lot of the original Hades mechanics in a way that feels familiar, but distinct and not a copy of the previous game. ~I adore Melinoe. If Zagreus is someone who I'd want to go out and have drinks with, Melinoe is someone I want to wrap in a blanket and give hot chocolate and hugs and soft animals and all the good things that make her happy. Because she deserves it, even (especially) if she thinks she doesn't. ~I was surprised by how sweet and chill Moros is and that makes me love him even more. ~Hestia and Hephaestus are my new BFFs (Boon Friends Forever). ~I cannot wait to see Narcissus' design. I'm kind of picturing a giant daffodil/human hybrid that's kind of creepy but also in keeping with proud Hades tradition unsettlingly hot. ~I have killed Chronos exactly one (1) time so far, and that is not enough. Smug-ass authoritarian "everything was better when I was in charge" bastard gonna pay for what he did to my Underworld family (especially Cerberus). ~That said, I'm curious to see where they're going with this story. The original Hades was all about healing--reuniting Hades and Persephone and repairing the breach with the Olympians. I kind of get that vibe from this one too, but at the same time I don't see a way forward that doesn't involve kicking Chronos to the curb and making sure he stays there. Then there's the question of the Olympians, who are definitely showing their dark side (the Apollo/Poseidon duo dialogue has them arguing over whether it's better curse disrespectful mortals with a plague or just send an earthquake to wipe them out, yikes). I hope Mel finds a way through to something better than Chronos' false Golden Age or the Olympian ego clusterfuck.

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I would like to apologize for the spam liking but I couldn’t help myself. Once I started reading the Lastochka series, I couldn’t stop until I read everything! I think that you single-handedly made me fall in love with Nikolai and I thank you for it!!

Like playing with Russian roulette, even Lady Fortuna's luck runs out.

This is hands down one of the best lines I’ve ever read anywhere! I was literally frothing at the mouth after reading it!

Nikolai screaming “SHE IS MY WIFE!!” will forever be seared into my brain.

"My brother in law."

"I am not your fucken brother in law."

"Yes you are."

"I didn't agree for you to be in my family. grabbing the glass of vodka Sergio offered to him, he sniffed it before taking a sip. " Steaming Jesus, this is some strong stuff.?

"Best Russian Vodka you can get out there".

"Hm. still a bit short compared to the best Scotch whisky." Soap remarked.

Awww, they’re bonding!!

"I am sure my Russian charm will win them over very quickly." Nikolai laughed.You rolled your eyes, his optimism and ego never cease to amaze you.

His charm will win me over any day.

The crack fics literally made me fall over laughing! Like she was more worried about her floors than marrying him. And the “don’t worry, I’m from Russia” taxi meme had me struggling to breathe. 😂😂😂

Also his nicknames for her…..if anyone calls me those I will marry them on the spot!!!

Your Russian was pretty spot on, coming from someone who is part Russian, so you have nothing to worry about on that end! Side note off of that: Anya is also one of my nicknames so it was fun to see it pop up in your story!

I cannot wait for the rest of your Lastochka-Raging Waves series and more Nikolai stuff from you!! Thank you so much for introducing me to this!!! 💕💕💕

First of all… let me give you a hug *hug hug hug* spam reads are always welcome here on this blog ( unless you are a bot lol )

Second.. * deep breath in *

@siilvan @nrdmssgs @gamergirlbones @roosterr @homicidal-slvt we have another victim for the club!!!

Welcome to Nikolai club, or we have another sub-branch, Slavic man club. * handing out brochures * here you will find Nikolai, Makarov, Yuri, and my secret love, Sobieslaw "Gromsko" Kościuszko

I am so happy I have another tick of approval from another Russian speaking person!!

Oh Nik and Soap has this love hate relationship with each other. Poor Mini is the one to keep the equilibrium, keeping the Russian Bear and Scottish Unicorn in check.

As for crack fics… dont ask me what I have in my brain as well when i started it lol. I have a lot of fun throwing crack ideas in, i just want to share my wacky ideas with you peeps out there 😝

Seriously when I started this series I didnt even think too much of it, until middle of it I started to notice there’s other Nik lovers out there slowly crawling out. And to you guys, thank you so much for the support!

Ill try my hardest to make Raging waves a decent series, even if it burns my brain and souls out…,

And again, thank you so much, you have no idea how happy I was waking up to this ask *hug again *

[expirydateofficial]

Expiry Date (Chikn Nuggit Infection AU Fanfic POV : Slushi)

Read Chapter 1 here

Read Chapter 2 here

Chapter 3 - Promise - Part 1/2

Read Chapter 3 Part 2/2 here

[Image ID: (Note : The original dialogue was coloured so y'know who was speaking, but that's kinda impossible here so I've added a few more sentences here and there, that way, you'll get to know who's talking!)

Milkshek resisted. "I won't leave you behind."

"It's ok. I'm a newt, I can climb this." Old Pea reassured.

Milkshek kneeled down and gently carressed his head with a kiss.

It's clear that I'm the tallest.

"Right, I guess I'll climb up and break the window, then I'll pull you in. " I explained.

It was hard to speak through that noxious fog of sweetness.

Milkshek climbed onto Old Pea.

I turned my head.

Big mistake. I saw the tangled mess of skin flopping in its own filth and fluids, inching closer and closer.

I swallowed my puke and climbed.

I pressed against the glass.

"Here goes nothing." I said to myself.

I bashed the window as hard as my body would let me with the rifle end. A mist of glass flew into the air, I felt them injected into all over my flesh, slipping under my closed eyelids. It burns like hell.

I pulled myself upwards and rolled into a sea of glass.

I felt them pull and tug against my flesh, like millions of paper cuts all over my body. Every movement dragged and pulled at the glass in my skin. I saw red everywhere. It was from me. I can barely keep my eyes open, but closing them makes the pain worse. It felt unreal, but I couldn't scream, not now.

I quickly sweeped the mist away and turned to pull Milkshek, a shard in my neck squirmed in my skin. Old Pea pushed her upwards.

"Babe!" Milkshek shouted.

The thing was way larger than I realised.

It was towering, still progressing at that ever mind numbing constant pace.

Old Pea was already by the window, his hands slipping around the window sill.

We each took both his hands and raised him in.

Milkshek pressed against a switch, light floods and blinds the room.

...

Milkshek stared and gasped.

"Slushi, you're bleeding!"

I looked down, red lined my fur and the ground below. I hadn't even realised the extent of my injury.

Old Pea laid down his backpack and took out a box.

"Hold still." He mumbled, pulling out a pair of tweezers and a bottle of iodine.

Wait, TWEEZERS???!!!! Shit!!

"WAIT! Do we really have to do this?" The words flowed out of my mouth in fumbled panic.

"The wound may get infected." Old Pea replied coldly.

"Slushi, please. Just bear with it, for a while, ok?" said Milkshek.

"Yeah! I can do that, Yeah!" I replied, forcing down my sense of fear.

I can feel my sweat building up in my fur.

"Yeah! Yeah!" I repeated, as if that will make me feel better somehow.

Old Pea turned on a lighter and placed his tweezers under the flame.

It kicked in, I can't breathe. The flame, its's heat, its taunting me. I swallowed as hard as I could. I wished that this moment would last forever, that the imevitable would not come.

I let out a scream.

"WAIT!!!"

I struggled to breathe. I kneeled over, I felt stings in my chest.

"Slushi." Milkshek sat next to me. "You can do this, I believe in you."

I cannot let my friends down.

I slowed down my breath and stared.

"I understand. Let's do this." I replied.

Old Pea nodded, and pulled at the first shard. I felt the shard being ripped off from its tight hug on my flesh. Suddenly, I felt a sharp stab as a cloth made contact. I gritted against my canines.

He moved on to the next one, the one in my neck.

My tears washed away the dust of glass in my eyes.

It felt like forever.

Pain increasing exponentially every time.

"Done." he signalled.

I moved, relief. Air carved in and out of my wounds. A few microshards still writhe in my skin but I felt much better.

"Thank you." I sighed.

I looked around. A bed, books, a computer, all pristine as if time had froze. A family potrait, three kids.

A charger laid on the desk.

"My phone." I realised.

I picked up and shoved it against my phone.

"IT FITS!" I screamed in excitement.

Milkshek gasped.

"Now I need to find a plug, plug, plug..." I scanned every object in the room. I saw it, under the desk. I let out my excitement and relief.

"PLUG!"

"Do any of you have your phones?" I turned to ask.

"Mine... was destroyed." Milkshek mumbled.

"I don't have one." Old Pea replied.

"Wait, you don't?" I turned on the switch, I felt my phone vibrate in response.

"He only uses a PC for streams." Milkshek answered.

A light emitted from my phone.

+99 missed calls.

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Read Chapter 3 Part 2/2 here

[zorkaya-moved]

@al-hazen

ABOUT: AL-HAYTHAM — LOVE.  I will worship you in every samsara, I will love you past death's embrace.

Love is... the only emotion I know that is pure within me, but even it can become tainted. My family, my beloved... My love for Al-Haytham has always been pure, I never allowed it to become tainted. His brash attitude, his intelligence, his view of the world as it is, his pain and his fears alongside his strengths and his charm. I saw so much and I fell in love more and more. Because he isn't perfect, he's a person with flaws and virtues. He is flawed, to some, far more than others, but... He said he loves me, he said he liked me when I stopped wearing the extravagant mask of an entertainer. He said he liked my truth, my reality, and my flaws. No one but my family saw that and accepted. No, stayed with me. He still kissed me, he still said my name, he still embraced me. My love is the purest emotion I'll ever experience, the only emotion I'll never let anyone sully, even him. This love will keep me strong against corruption. The memories of our lazy afternoons and our sarcastic exchanges... Everything we've done and gone through, I'll treasure forever. Huh? What if he still loves me? ... Ah, you're sweet, Traveler. If he does still love me, I hope he... No, I... He shouldn't. I won't be able to handle it. I'm afraid if he hugs me, I'll shatter. Why? Because then... everything just might've been for naught. I'm afraid if he as much as cups my face and say my name again like he did before, I... No, you don't need to know. It won't happen.

ABOUT: AL-HAYTHAM — FEAR.  I will worship you in every samsara, I will love you past death's embrace.

Al-Haytham has things he fears, events you'll never be able to understand or fathom. Hm? Oh, you mean my fears? You'll be surprised, but just the thought of him or my family being hurt causes something in me to tremble. The Abyssal Serpent tried to create his image in my head to control me, but I had to erase it. Because the 'real' Haytham was waiting outside, and if I were to allow the Serpent to take over my body and my mind, he'd be in danger. The image of him being hurt terrifies me. Losing him... Not being able to protect him... It scares me. But I'm not weak anymore; I'll keep him and my brothers safe. This time, for sure. I won't have anyone else die because I was too weak to protect them. Not again.

ABOUT: AL-HAYTHAM — GRIEF.  I will worship you in every samsara, I will love you past death's embrace.

I don't need your pity, Traveler. My decisions were made with a clear head. Even now, I know... I think it was the only choice. This world is not sweet, nor is it kind. Power and corruption lead countless nations and their progress. In this world, only the strongest can survive and get a chance at happiness without fearing their loved ones being taken away. But even then... Even now... I miss him, I miss those moments of warmth and intimacy. I miss him caressing my cheek, and I miss falling asleep next to him when he still reads his book. But those memories, they'll hold me in place a [myself]. Huh? Why am I tearing up? Know your place. To know is to suffer. To have the ability to pursue knowledge that can protect at the cost of your humanity and not use it? No, if I can break through and grant him and my brothers a future after Tsaritsa burns away the current world? Even my grief will act as a push forward. Because I cannot stop. Al-Haytham... probably wouldn't want to see me anymore. He even doubted my love for him. Even when everything he is remains the key to everything you want to learn. Haha... I wonder if he'll mourn those wonderful sunny days. But it's too much to ask, isn't it? Maybe it's better if he hates me. If he were to tell me that he wants to help me or that he still loves me... I might fall apart.

[novemberdevils]

I took a shower before puck drop so you will get only intermission thoughts for today.

Jack keeping his hotel is just like me to the unending hatred that my sister for me, NO BECAUSE first race ALWAYS STRESS ME THE FUCK OUT-im a Ferrari fan im always stressed, jack my dear stupid Ferrari driver nico is not playing a game he just figured out that you have a praise kink and he is obsessed with you, oh jack I will wait for you oh oh moment to realise I actually think about nico a lot not because he is my rival but it’s because I love him, jack feeling like everything is tight and everything fits wrong is the worst anxiety feelings ever so please nico give him a hug and tell him it’s from me, Formation laps are awful. Oh I know -throwback when I went to bring my phone and looked away for literally two seconds and charles was in the fucking wall-, OUR FIRST RACE IS ON!! And let me tell you the way I was STRESSING reading the commentary and when they fucking touched?? Oh I lost it had to put my phone down to breath because first corner is ALWAYS stressful, you have killed it with the Ferrari radio bit it was so good genuinely got me even more into the fic and it made me so much invested with everything.

Okay second period has started so we will be back in the second intermission! 

WHAT DO YOU THINK FERRARI’S CALL WILL BE IF SAINZ GETS UP TO SECOND? Please dont do this to me I Will Cry, ryan being tired of jack and it’s only the first race is something I will cherish because no one can annoy the race engineers like drives do it’s a talent they all share and race engineer just have to suffer through it, but anyway yes let them fight, A JACK WIN!!!!!!! YAYYYYYYY AND IT IS A FERRARI 1-2!!!!!!!!!! Thank you for writing this and making me happy over fake results, ah jack having the home race curse there always a Ferrari driver who has it but he has a hundred home races he is good, oh my jack my dear you are in LOVE; what do you mean he thinks about what might noco say and is thinking about the articles they might be writing about him like boy get a grip, AND thinking he hasnt earn it because he didnt get to fight him for his he win JACK WTF??? This Is Not Normal Behaviour, “You didn’t like getting an easy win?” Where is that twitter meme the “you like pancakes? So you must hate waffles”, anyways jack really went and said I want nico to race me so I can earn my win; my guy wtf? YOU PUT THE COOL DOWN ROOM I let a squeal when I read it.

Okay third period has started and im getting so sleepy from my shower so I will end my rambling thoughts here today and will be back later to continue.

ferrari fan stress is so real... i will confess i was always more of a red bull fan myself but i live with ferrari fans lmao so we were just fighting whenever the race was on. go red bull. that was the easy life when i was paying my highest attention to the sport... what a great season it was. when max won like 15 races or whatever it was. he is so crazy <- i promise i am not doing That breed of crazy in my fic

i cannot resist the jack hughes praise kink. i swear it writes itself. i had nothing to do with that. don't look at me!!!

ferrari's call will be Annoying as always. ferrari team orders sideplot goes crazy. the only thing jack and carlos can agree on is fuck that we are not listening to their nonsense. i love when teams give team orders and the drivers just say no (oscar piastri TAKE NOTES.)

jack will forever be fighting the idiots in the media... and he will also forever be fighting. Himself. home race curse is real but like cmon man you DO have three home races a season there's got to be SOME hope for your unlucky ass. no spoilers though. it is about to be his first home race though yippee!!!

cool down room is a necessity i do intend to do it for every single race for the entire fic

[thesillygoosetapes]

Sleepy Mornings

Word Count: 864

POV: First Person

Commission for: myself

Note: This is a yumeship! If you don’t like it simply scroll away! No one is forcing you to read this. Don’t expect this to be reader x character because it is not! It is self-insert x character, so when/if you read it don’t expect it to be for you! This is simply am example piece (and many more to come) to show off for my commissions. If you want to commission me here is my carrd; https://yumejoshicommissions.carrd.co

It was a serene morning on the Luofu, the bright sun shining brightly and the calm zephyr winds perfect for the forever spring that made up the artificial weather. Children were playing on the streets, and the adults were too busy shopping. The streets rumbled with this newfound excitement on this particular morning. Officials were patrolling the streets as people whizzed by, and the staff made sure that all the paperwork was started for the day and that all was well on the Luofu. Lastly, the seat of Divine Foresight was…empty?

Jing Yuan sleeps like a bear, which I cannot deny. When he sleeps, it’s like his entire body weight is on top of me, which, given the fact that when you’re asleep, you’re considered dead weight, makes sense. It’s like he weighs a ton when he’s sleeping; when he sleeps, he never lets me go. His huge arms wrapped around my frame as we cuddled next to each other in bed, our bodies flushed against each other. Not that I like getting up in the morning either, but on this particular day, I had to travel with the Astral Express to Penacony. He knew I wouldn’t return for a while, keeping me trapped in his cuddle cage. I sighed, looking around for any reprieve from the man.

It was like he could sense I was trying to get up, and he pulled me closer to his chest into a tight embrace; from this angle, I could feel his heartbeat through the thin layer of shirts we wore. (He never wears his gear to bed. What were you thinking, reader?) His hugs are warm like the sunshine he radiates and the softness of a lion (considering I’ve hugged Mimi many times, it’s like that.) On any other day, I would gladly oblige his morning routine of staying in and laying together in each other’s arms. I was tightly tucked under his chin, my arms wrapped around him, and Jing Yuan wrapped his arms tightly around me. However, there was something odd about his cuddles, like he was afraid to let me go.

That was the thing about Jing Yuan; he’s a clingy bastard. If he wakes up and I’m not there, he will go traipsing through the house, calling my name until I answer it. Sometimes, I’m working on my computer (something for the Luofu, like database analysis), and other times, I’m just in the kitchen making food for myself because I’m not the cook—Jing Yuan is. So when I don’t call out, he’s like a sad puppy, waiting there at the house or sulking in the seat of Divine Foresight until he sees me again. Sometimes Qingzu has to call me because she can’t handle the General sulking so much.

I huff, trying to get up, but then I hear a grumble from the sleeping Jing Yuan. Good, he’s waking up. I reach over for my phone, trying to gain any semblance of time to know whether or not I am late. Before I can fully reach over, Jing Yuan pulls me back, causing me to huff again. I love him, I swear I do, but Jing Yuan is going to be the death of me. If I don’t get up, I know Himeko will be on his ass before I can stop her.

“Jing Yuan…” I whisper to him. “You gotta let me go.”

“No,” he mumbled defiantly.

I sigh again. “I have work to do…and you do too!”

He opened one golden eye, still crusted from last night’s sleep, and his gray hair fell over his face. He was adorable like this in the morning, half asleep and all groggy. It was a sublime time to stay in and let the day pass us by. We cuddled each other as we talked about our weeks together, not that we were far apart in the first place. There was something about whispering sweet nothings to each other as we lay there in each other’s safety.

There was something warm about his hugs and cuddles—something akin to a drug, something that I couldn’t get enough of. On his good days, he’ll spray some body spray that smells of lavender and oranges, one of my favorite scents. I could bask in his embrace all day if he wore it. On other days, he smelled of musk and sweat, a scent I’ve gotten used to over time—a scent that makes me remember that he’s human.

“Jing Yuan, do you want Himeko to wake you or me?”

“Neither.”

“Stop being stubborn,” I say, raising my fingers to flick his forehead.

“A few more minutes…” he mumbled before pulling me back in. “Please?”

Damn it! He knows my weakness! I could never deny him when he says ‘please’ when he begs for it so sweetly in his morning voice. He tightens his embrace around me, but not too tight that I’m suffocating, taking a deep breath of my scent. My head is nestled under his chin, keeping me locked where I couldn’t move. I sigh in defeat, wrapping my arms around him and closing my eyes.

I guess I could say in for a few more minutes.

[96xie]

keeping myself afloat

the past 8 months have been absolutely terrible, honestly im waiting for this pain to go away. i have cried countless nights unlike before and i have begged god to relieve just a tiny bit of pain of mine. i dont want to be here anymore but i cant grant that wish because i dont want to cause sadness upon my loved ones.

i dont look like myself anymore, my eczema has gotten so much worse to the point where i cannot recognize myself. i grieve every. single. day. i look at my old photos and wish i can go back to what i deem as normal. i feel so sorry to my boyfriend and friends because i look so embarrassing. my skin is on fire, its itchy 25/8, wounds open and scab up and its a cycle. i hate this so much.

i am currently on medical leave (currently unemployed) but i dont think i have benefits therefore i cant keep my financials afloat: i barely have enough saved for my car and its insurance for a month. my return date is in a month and HONESTLY i dont think i can recover until then. my entire body is in physical and mental pain: it hurts to bend my hands, arms, legs, body, i cannot twist my neck, it hurts to open my mouth at times, its like im not living. im literally crying as i type. i probably have like ONE good day every two weeks and i just dont want to live like this anymore.

i am trying my best to keep myself sane. i am trying to play games that i once loved but its difficult because my face is so dry to the point where my eyelids get dry too and my eyesight becomes blurry. when i go out, i become so envious of everyone because they get to wear short sleeved shirts, short skirts and shorts, and i have to cover because of my scars and open wounds. my boyfriend still holds my hands, hugs me, kisses me, but deep inside im crying because i feel so embarrassed that he has to be seen with me. ilove him so much but i feel so burdened because he has to put up with me.

my body is so dry its like scrunched up, its entirely red, i cant stretch, my eyesight is constantly blurry, i have no eyebrows, its been 8 months and no sign of healing. i dont know why i have to go through this. i have always always always tried to remain hopeful but its no use. healing is not linear. i know this very well. but each day has become discouraging. i am physically, mentally, emotionally, and financially in a bad place.

i have visited my dermatologist and she has been extremely condescending each visit. i just want to get better except she has been prescribing the very medicine that has ruined me in the first place. she has no empathy and i teared up in the office because she has given me no hope.

it is the same for my mom, i wish she had been more emphatetic of my situation. yes she understands my situation, she knows very well. i am so grateful she feeds me healthy food and herbal teas but the constant yelling and berating, i feel like im trapped in my child-self. i just want her to tell me it will be ok.

i want to be ok. i want to feel better. i want to look the way i have been. i am pushing myself to stay alive each day but it is very much becoming difficult each day. i love my friends and boyfriend but i feel like my breaking point is near.

this is not a cry for help i promise you! just a place for me to vent.

if you have reached this far, thank you for reading! i am finding ways to keep my mind busy despite the difficulties. if you can spare few dollars towards my car insurance or car, i would be forever grateful! my v3nm0 is @/alexieemreen

i will try to live another day being hopeful!

[wewringmagicfromtheordinary]

#ha ha ha HA good luck convincing me that parker and eliot are not huggers #they're huggers all right #they're just picky huggers #they're huggers only in the correct circumstances with the right people #but YOU CANNOT TELL ME THEY DO NOT ENJOY THE FACT #that their boyfriend alec hardison was born with his hug dial permanently set to ten #that their boyfriend alec hardison is at any moment in time thinking about how much he wants to hug either or both of them #THEY ENJOY IT #ELIOT MIGHT GRUMBLE ABOUT IT #PARKER MIGHT WANT TO MAKE SURE EVERYONE KNOWS THAT SHE IS THE ONE WHO DETERMINES WHEN THE HUGS BEGIN AND END #but they fucking love that shit my friends. they love it. #look at this canon as fuck proof of life on this concept i mean come on #THAT HUG IN THE TOP RIGHT GIF #IS FROM THAT JOB WHERE THEY CLIMB THE MOUNTAIN #and hardison is like oh hi eliot i'm cold hold me and then they cut to aNOTHER conversation and it's not until the camera cuts back #LIKE THIRTY SECONDS LATER #that eliot remembers to shove him away #if eliot hadn't remembered that he's supposed to pretend he's not in love with these assholes #because they're like ~too good for a man of his darkness and shit~ #he would've hugged hardison all goddamn day #AND PARKER #FORGET IT #LOOK AT THE WAY SHE TUCKS HERSELF INTO HARDISON'S ARMS which like girl: i feel that #if my boyfriends looked like your boyfriends i'd be tucking myself up against them too #but like god she evolves from poking them in season one to pressing up against them in season two to THIS #because from people she trusts and knows won't try to trap her or keep her she's got many years of hugs to make up for #HUG THEM FOREVER HARDISON. FULFILL YOUR DEEP NEED FOR HUGS AND THEIR DEEP NEED FOR HUGS #USE THOSE ABSURDLY BEAUTIFUL LONG ARMS FOR THE PURPOSE THEY WERE ALWAYS DESTINED (x)

#i love all of these hugs#they hug so well#(okay but connor and i noticed the other day that parker and eliot only hug once the whole series?)#(we're pretty sure)#(after 12-step job)#(how did they not hug more?)#(c'mon you know parker probably just leaps at him without warning because she knows he'll catch her)#(she calls them spidermonkey hugs)#(and of course eliot pretends to be all grumpy and put out about them)#('dammit parker don't just jump on me gimme some warning!!!1!')#(but he always catches her and smiles after he growls and he hugs her back real tight)#wait what happened this got away from me (via lizznotliz​)

Parker and Eliot may not be huggers, but they have their exception. (Yes, it was just an excuse to have the OT3 hugs.)

[mangoisms]

MOSSSSSSS. I just caught up on frmb!

Miyuki and Eijun's relationship is SO cute in these chapters. The scene where they spot everyone in the crowd, giving them the boost they need to close the game out!!! And then the reunion with their family and friends!!! And Miyuki chooses that moment to confront reader about the costume contest!!! Lmao…

Miyuki's self-blame and shouldering of all the responsibility for the calls. It's SO him. I love that you've written reader as someone who is constantly reminding him that they're willing to help shoulder that too.

SPEAKING OF READER. There's SO MUCH relationship progression here omg! Miyuki mother hen-ing reader about their knee! The petulant "Eijun did it" with the hug??? The little touch of reader's neck??? Grabbing their hand??? Reader cleaning his face??? Miyuki coming around with reader's cane??? The paparazzi scene with Miyuki being SO considerate??? The hand-holding after??? MOSS. You're killing me.

“So, you can tell me you love me but you won’t drive my car?” PLEASE Miyuki I will do anything you ask of me. (This is not true, I will give him shit forever)

AND CHRIS. He plays such a small but stable background role in these chapters. After all of this wildness is over, I cannot WAIT to start writing that dang Chris fic, you're making me love him so hard, even as a side character.

I can't WAIT for more Halloween stuff! Eijun as a lil kitty T_T what a precious image. And Miyuki's self-consciousness about the Tombo glasses is SO endearing.

I know you always apologize for the gameplay parts in the notes but honestly I loved them lol. I love that you intersperse the action on the field with crowd/reader/friend reactions and conversation to break it up and make it feel alternately social and tense like a real game. PLUS like…they play baseball, there's obviously going to be some baseball! Just curious: are these gameplay sections based off of real games too?

Ugh sorry I keep meaning to read the frmb updates as they come out so I can lose my mind in your asks every week but instead I have written you this condensed wall of text lol

HIIII FROGGY finally getting around to actually answering this but just know i read it when i first got it and just :DDD <3333 so thank you so much

thank you!!! miyuki really is the person to shoulder all the blame, particularly as eijun’s catcher and then considering the stakes of the game and where they are at… he and eijun both have their moments of struggle throughout this whole thing handling the pressure of the playoffs. but reader is there to help! and their family and friends too!!! 

YUP we are still in the slow burn stages but things really are trucking along and start trucking along during these games!!!! especially their talks afterward!! it’s truly a persisting theme here and really does inform their actions and interactions with each other when playoffs finally end (as we can see with the paparazzi stuff but also miyuki very willing to tell her to call him by his first name before they got interrupted (which is on me sorry i couldn’t help myself we have a little more ways to go!) and then also miyuki being a little shit about reader telling him that she loves him HAHA)

WOOOOO happy to constantly push my chris agenda 😎 i just can’t help myself. i was like. i need a character to do all those things and be here. and who else can it be other than my number one daiya boy, the reason i got into it, mr. chris!!!! i, too, cannot wait to see what you will write!!!! (but as always take your time i will be happily here ❤️‍��❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹)

eijun really did look cute but he hated it because miyuki was being, yet again, a little shit about all of it LMAOOO. but it’s ok the glasses evened out the playing field HAHA

AHH thank you for saying that :’) genuinely so relieved to hear it. my thing was i lack that experience with Actual gameplay so i was kind of shooting in the dark and by the time we got to posting this stuff, i was like. Hm. maybe too much. and also at the risk of not being accurate? but you are right! it’s a baseball fic! also again very very glad to hear that you enjoyed it anyway!!! with that, no, the gameplay sections were not based off real games, other than a couple parallels with their game against the astros being 18 innings (but with the mariners winning this time 😎) i just made it up and hoped it was good KSDJFK

and it’s totally okay!!!!! take your time!! it’s honestly so nice of you to send in these asks at all and to read the fic too!!! no apology necessary froggy ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹🫶🫶 i don’t mind the length, just am very appreciative of any support at all! so thank you sm for all of this, it was so lovely 🫶🫶🫶

[ceilingfan5]

46 blupjeans obv

“Don’t have a one night stand with your coworker on the spaceship,” Barry says, in the gravest of tones, and everyone laughs. He continues reading, in a serious, steady voice, “And when you do,” everyone laughs again, “Don’t, under any circumstances, do it again.”

“And when you do do it again,” Barry sighs, “No matter what you do, you cannot fall in love with your coworker on the spaceship. You will see each other every day, because you both still have to do your jobs, and you will both have to pretend nothing is going on, and it will be harder than anything you’ve ever done before.”

Barry doesn’t glance up from his notes, his grip iron-tight.

“Because,” he says, a little softer, “You will want to tell the world about her. You will want to tell every world about her. You will want to run down the hallways screaming about even getting close to her, and you will try to cartwheel down the corridor, and you will break your wrist.”

Lup, who is already crying, gasps.

“You told me-!”

“I lied,” he says, still very seriously. Everyone gathered here today finds this very amusing. “When you fall in love with your coworker on the spaceship, you had better get over it quickly, because this ship’s doctor will ask you too many questions you won’t know how to answer, and it will be the worst conversation you ever did. But when you don’t get over it quickly, you should keep it to yourself, because she might not feel the same way, and that would be absolute torture.”

“Bear,” Lup says softly.

“But when you don’t keep it to yourself-” Barry’s hands are shaking. “You had better kiss her, and kiss her good, so she knows that it’s true. So she knows it’s okay to tell you she loves you too, and even though it seems too good to be true, you have to believe it, because it is the best thing that ever happened to you.”

Their wedding guests awww loud enough that the floor seems to vibrate.

“And when you realize it’s the best thing that’s ever going to happen to you, you had better propose, because you need to be with her forever, and if you’re too much of a coward to get it together and say the words, then she’ll find someone better to spend her life with.”

“Barry…”

“And when,” Barry clears his throat. “When you are too much of a coward to get it together and say the words, even though you’ve been holding onto that ring for seven months,”

“BARRY.”

Barry laughs. Everyone laughs.

“You had better accept her proposal, because she knows you better than you know yourself, and this is all you could ever hope for.”

“Barry, I swear-”

“And when you accept her proposal,” Barry continues, flipping to his final card, “You had better marry her exactly the way she wants to be married, and make it an absolute spectacle, and you had better celebrate every footstep she graces the dirt with. And when you marry her, you had better take it all in, because it’s going to be the best day of your life.”

Barry doesn’t bother to wipe the tears from his eyes.

“Lup,” he says, finally looking up from his cards. “I never could have counted myself this lucky. Can I be yours, forever and always?”

“Of course,” Lup chokes out, and hugs him tight enough he squeaks like a dog toy. “Fuck, Bear,” she manages. “I don’t have anything so, poetic. I worked on my vows for a month, and you know what I came up with?”

“What?” Barry smiles, so relieved the speech part is over that he could simply float out of the atmosphere.

Lup holds up her notecards, and drops the first one. They unfold to read, one letter on each card, HOT DAMN!

All of their wedding guests laugh.

“Merle,” Barry says, strained. “I want to have a wife.”

“Oh, right,” Merle says. “Do you, Sildar Hallwinter, wait, that can’t be right…”

“It is.”

“Take this incredible woman to be your wife forever and always?”

“I do. I do, I do.”

“And do you, Lup Taaco, take…Barry-”

“I do, do, do, do, do,” Lup sings, and she grabs Barry by the lapels and kisses him so hard everyone sees stars.