#everytime i t try to protect something it breaks anyway

[bending-sickle]

no but i am so fucking upset bros

[kormiato]

How Heisenberg react on other Lords around his s/o

let`s just say an obvious fact. Heisenberg is a possesive man. and he`s don`t get jealous. he`s get mad. he`s a selfish, he`s a showman. and we all know about it, okay? fight me if that`s not true, that`s a completely canon. so i wondered how he would react on a company near his s/o in form of other Lords. sorry that I wrote so small for Moreau, I just don`t know what to write. also maybe I`ll write something like that about the other Lords if you`ll like it. anyway, enjoy! <3

Lady Alcina Dimitrescu + Bela, Cassandra and Daniela Dimitrescu

Oh god, we all knows relationships of these two. They very, very tense. So Heisenberg will say absolutely no when you ask him if you can go to Alcina`s castle. Нe quickly gets annoyed at the very thought that you will go to the dwelling of that “bloodsucker bitch”. Of all the three Lords Alcina is the last person in list he wants you to go to.

But if you still go, be ready to see grumpy metall daddy. He`ll complain about it a lot. He`ll maybe even just pick you up near the gate of the factory and bring you back to his domain without any words. Don`t worry, he`s just got too jealous mad. But you`ll have to spend the rest of your day in factory, watching while Karl works. And you doesn`t complain about it, right?

If you have to spend your time at the factory, Heisenberg`ll be a showman but in three times harder than he usually is. He is making metall flying more often and does it right in front of you to show that he`s way much better than some damn bloodsucker in a castle. He can even take his shirt off because “it`s too fucking hot in here” and he can`t continue working like that. He`s doing a lot off a physical work just for you to see how strong he really is. 

I like headcanon about Karl like a cool uncle for Bela, Cassandra and Daniela and they three really love him. So maybe if it`s really warm outside and he`s in good mood, he`ll let you go for a little walk around the village with them. They really like you and their mother also seems to like you and your company around her and hers beloved daughters.

if in Karl`s opinion you`re staying with Alcina for too long his patience may break. In that case he`ll come to the castle himself to take you back to the factory. He just throws you on his shoulder carrying you out of the room where you was peacefully drinking tea and chatting with Alcina a moment ago. Alcina obviously will shout something after him about how brusque and rude he is but he`ll or wave a hand at her saying something like “yeah, yeah, as you say, Dimitrescu, but I`m taking what`s mine back, go find another toy for yourself, bitch.” or he will raise his hand up showing the middle finger making Lady D gasping indignantly.

You have to silently listen to his complains and angry curses address to Alcina all the way home. And if you`ll protest trying to protect Lady Dimitrescu, he`ll get more pissed. He`ll casually put you on your feet looking at you with pure fury in eyes. How dare you protect some super-sized vampire being when you have him? You`ll eventually have an argument about your words (he`s so dramatic I can`t). After that Karl just throw an angry “then go to your loved fucking Alcina! I`m going home!” and just will start leaving towards the factory. but even if he said that, he wants nothing more than you to follow him, he hope that you`ll follow him. and you do that everytime. you immidieatly follow him, grabbing his hand with a little smile on your face. He irritably repeat that you should go to the castle if you want so much, but he will not pull out his hand, just squeeze your hand a little tighter. you just smiles more at it feeling the warmth spreading in your chest and you say “yeah, as you say, Karl”.

Miss Donna Benevento + Angie

I also like headcanon about Donna`s good relationships with other Lords. So I think he`ll don`t mind you going to her house at all, but he`s dislikes Angie because he finds her annoying. So he still complain but less than if you`d go to the Dimitrescu castle. (he`ll always complain c`mon guys. he`s too possesive to let anyone else play with his toys ;) and you all know that.) He, still, let you go and don`t trying to prevent you from going. 

If you`ll want him to go with you, he`ll dismiss that, saying that he still have a lot of work in factory. But if you`re lucky and you got him out the factory, then Donna probably will be shy at first since Karl isn`t the frequent guest in hers house. But as you starts a conversation with her and Angie she seems more comfortable around Heisenberg and even offer a tea for you two. Heisenberg is calm around Donna, but might shout a little at Angie if she will piss him off too much. But he`s quickly apologize for it to Donna. Donna just nods at it continuing the conversation.

Of course Angie will making him have a tea party with her, you and Donna. And even if he don`t want to, he doesn`t seem to have an other option because you like that idea, he sees it by how your eyes starts sparkling a little. And considering that fact that you don't have a quiet life because of Miranda, he just can't refuse, wanting to make your life a little better, happier.

Imagine Angie braiding a lot of different hairpins in his hair while he grumbles about how stupid he`ll look like. And you just can`t help but smiles and giggles a little with Donna on a couch. And he think that if it didn`t make you happy he`d throw Angie in a wall with all strength. But as long as it let him see your smile he`ll be patience. 

One day you brought Heisenberg a little puppet of him from Donna. “Look! It was made by Donna. Cool, right? It`s look exactly like you!” At this words Karl just raised his eyebrow looking at the puppet in your hand skeptically. “Why the fuck did you brought it thing here?” “Because I liked it. And Donna let me take it, she said that she can make another one. Look how cute it is. Just like you. I`m gonna put it on a desk in our room.” after that words you go to your shared bedroom leaving Karl proceed what`ve you just said. You said that compliment that easy that he is just kinda turned off by that still don`t used to hear that in his address.

Lord Salvatore Moreau

If you say that you want to visit Moreau, Karl will be disgusted about it. He didn`t like talking with that fish man, he was disgusting person to spend time with. And he quite doesn`t want you to spend time with Sal. When you say that you want to go view some soap opera or show with Moreau, Heisenberg just like in other two situations will complain about how stinky this bastard is, that he lives practically in a swamp, that he`s vomits and he`s not good company. And if you`d say “then tell me who IS a good company for me” he`d immidiately answer “me of course, dollface.” and smirk at you.

He also a little woried that Moreau will hurt you accidently. But he definitely won`t say it out loud, no. Because of that he won`t be able to work properly. All will fall out of hands, he`ll be mad because of it and eventually will start destroying his failed soldat and growl in a fury. 

If you`ll come home in tears because of some drama film that you was watching with Sal, Karl automaticly will ask “who made you feel like this? if that was Moro, I swear, I`ll kill him and make a sushi roll out of that bastard.” and you`ll have to explain that the reason why you`re crying right now is that protagonists of some drama serial died in the end. After you said that to Heisenberg, he`ll just sigs and ruffle your hair gently.

When you back to the factory you started smell of mud and rotten water. Karl obviosly don`t like it so he`ll throw his coat over you and make you work in factory so you`ll smell like him and factory, your real and only home. He also will be more clingy than usually because of that. He will hug you longer and will always try to touch you somehow. When you two get to the bed he will cuddle you, hug from back tighter than usually. He will be like that until he`ll make sure that you don`t smell like Moreau but like him, like home.

[erule]

The frat party | t.h.

Title: The frat party

Pairing: Frat boy!Tom Holland x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1859

Warnings: OC Elizabeth (Lizzie), fake dating/relationship trope, language, fluff

Summary: Tom and the reader met at a frat party, but a year later they broke up because of some reason. Now, rumor has it that the reader is dating one of Tom’s friends and he gets jealous.

A/N: Hello hello, enjoy the new chapter! Sorry for the waiting, guys, but I hope that I made it up to you. Just let me know your thoughts about this chapter!

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Chapter 2

Rumor has it

“So, guys, rumor has it that…”

“Stop!” Tom exclaimed, interrupting Harrison. “Everytime you say that sentence, something hurts me and I really wanna miss that opportunity today. I’m already angry at myself because of what happened with Oliver,” he said, lighting a cigarette while sitting on the edge of his bed.

“Smoking makes you even more annoying than usual, Tom,” Harrison said. Tom sighed.

“Oliver makes me like that. He’s still flirting with Y/N, even if he should know by now that she’s mine. I mean, she will be mine again. My girl,” he said, with a soft smile on his face. “Ouch”.

“Still hurts?”

“Yeah, a bit,” Tom answered, brushing his bottom lip where Oliver hurt him.

Jacob suddenly opened the door, a big smile on his face. Tom and Harrison looked at him with suspicion.

“What happened, Jacob?” Harrison asked.

“So, rumor has it that…”

“Oh, fuck me,” Tom sighed, laying his back on the bed. Harrison chuckled.

“I was saying: rumor has it, that there will be a huge frat party at the end of the year to celebrate the older students like us, that will graduate soon and Lizzie asked me to come with her,” he said, happily.

“Lizzie as in Elizabeth? Y/N’s friend?” Tom asked and Jacob nodded.

“She looked a lot like Y/N last year, I thought they were twins. Now she has changed her hair color, at least,” Harrison said.

“The most important things is that she likes me!” Jacob exclaimed. “Be happy for me just once, guys. I deserve it”.

“You’re right Jacob, you do,” Tom said, giving him a pat on his back.

Somebody knocked at the door. Harrison went to open it and found someone who Tom would have been very glad to see. In fact, he jumped from the bed instantly, throwing the unlit cigarette in the trash.

“Hey darling, what are you doing here?”

You sighed, looking at him.

“I have an unseemly proposal for you and you can’t say no”.

“A fake relationship?”

After Tom had sent his friends away, you sat down on his bed in front of him to discuss about the details.

“Look, I didn’t want to do this, but Oliver’s still flirting with me and I have to cut this. He would leave me alone only if he’d see that we’re back together, I’m sure of it. Also, you literally proposed this to me last time, so… Wow, that’s really unpleasant. It must hurt,” you said suddenly, staring at his lip. You moved a hand to reach the wound, but then you stopped. You gazed at him. “Can I?”

Tom nodded. So you brushed it with your fingertip, thinking about how much it costed him to protect you even after your break up. How much it hurt. You swallowed, melancholy threatening to eat you alive. He had closed his eyes for a second. A very long second. Like you at the party. Maybe standing this close to him wasn’t a good idea.

“Y/N…”

“So, what do you think?” You asked, withdrawing your arm.

Tom shrugged.

“I agree,” he said.

“Just like that? You don’t want something in return?”

“As you said, I suggested it in the first place, so I totally agree with it,” he said. Then, he got dangerously close to you, so close that you thought he wanted to kiss you on the lips – and, in fact, he smirked –, but he didn’t. He left you a light kiss on your cheek instead, before whispering these words in your ear: “I’m gonna get you back, Y/N. One way or another,”

You ran away from there like a wolf was chasing you to eat you.

***

You were looking at Zendaya, hands clasped in prayer, begging her to help you. You and Tom had decided to go out as in a date in order to convince Oliver that the two of you were, in fact, back together. Lizzie was already somewhere with Jacob, so you had just Zendaya left to pick the outfit for the evening. She didn’t like that kind of stuff, mostly because because didn’t agree to your plan, but you were too desperate to let it go. She would have helped you at the end. Well, that was your hope anyway.

“Please, Z,” you basically begged her.

She rolled her eyes, arms crossed, but then she nodded. You tried to give her a kiss, but she moved away.

“You know what? This will be a dumb outfit for a dumb plan,” she said, while opening your closet.

“Z, I just…”

“You know why? Because the second, the second, Tom will try to kiss you, you’ll fall for it. Again”.

“I thought that he was your friend too,” you said, showing her a dress, but she shaked her head.

“He is, but I don’t know if he’s the right pick for you. I don’t condone what you did to him,” she said and you gulped, “but he’s not exactly an angel either. He ruined a lot of relationships even before he met you. That’s who he is,” she continued.

You sat on the edge of the bed, while she was looking for something that you could wear.

“Maybe he’s not like that anymore. People grow up, Z,” you said.

“Oh, yeah? Have you?” She asked you, turning around. You swallowed. “That’s what I thought. Don’t come to me when he’ll screw things up again. Or when you will” she stated, then she showed you the outfit. You looked at it with a sparkle in your eyes. “We have found it”.

You showered, wore the outfit and prepared in less than an hour. You were trying to wear your shoes, when Zendaya opened the door to Tom. He was wearing a white T-shirt with a red flannel on it and some ripped jeans. You waved at him, while grabbing your bag. You told Zendaya not to wait for you and then you smiled at Tom, ready to go.

“Are you still smoking?”

“Sometimes,” he answered. “Where’s Oliver tonight?”

“He posted on Instagram an hour ago, so I assume that he’s still with Jacob and Lizzie somewhere in the campus,” you said, looking at your phone.

“Well, so we have some time,” he said with a smirk. He took your hand and you felt shivers running down your spine.

“What are you doing, Tom?”

“Come on darling, if we have to pretend, then we have to make it believable. What’s worse than seeing the girl you like having fun with someone else?” He asked and you noticed a lightning passing through his eyes.

Then, without even realizing it, you found yourself running with Tom all over the campus. That alone made you laugh, because you felt like a little girl. If you had to describe Tom in one word, you would have said he was light. Not because it was always sunny, but because of the way it managed to get you out of the darkness you found yourself in sometimes. He pulled you out of the darkness and made you feel alive, everytime. He was the only one who could do it. Sometimes you wondered why you gave up on him, in fact. Because you had given up on the light, you, who often felt like a full moon in a dark and gloomy sky. He brought you in a part of the campus that seemed a minigolf. Maybe he and his friends had created it, since Tom loved playing golf very much. He gave you a golf club, urging you to try your hand at it.

“I’m not a good player, Tom,” you said, shaking your head.

“I’m still chasing you, right? So I wouldn’t say so,” he replied, leaving you speechless. “I was joking. Come on, let me show you,” he said.

It seemed so cliché, letting him touch you, teaching you to play, celebrate with him every victory of yours… You could have had it, a year ago. That. Tom. All yours. But you gave up on everything. It was your biggest mistake.

“Tom, it’s time. I think that we should go back. Oliver and the others could be coming to their rooms right now,” you said. Tom seemed a bit sad at your words, but only for a moment. It was hard to see an emotion flash on his face.

He nodded.

“Whatever you want, darling,” he said.

You wanted to say something else, but you closed your mouth before you could actually do it. The two of you came back and fortunately, you found Oliver with Lizzie and Jacob still hanging out. You caught Jacob attention and waved him, while Tom was smooth to hold your hand. You turned around in order to tell him something, but he was quick. One second later, her was kissing you and there was something in your stomach, like a knot, that slowly loosened its grip. You felt a weird sensation, a sort of relief. You could feel Oliver’s eyes trying to burn Tom’s skin, Jacob saying Let’s go and your blood boiling in your veins like lava.

When Tom broke the kiss, he ran his thumb over your lips, looking at them with a sort of melancholy. Fake relationships are a beautiful dream, but waking up is from them a nightmare.

“Tom…”

“I think that he got the message,” he said, taking a step back from you. He lit a cigarette, clenching his jaw.

“This is not a joke to me, Tom. It’s not something I’m doing just for him,” you said.

“No? Then explain what all of this is to me, darling,” he replied, throwing out some smoke like it was his anger.

“Yeah,” you said, but then you bit your inner cheek.

“What’s stopping you, Y/N? What are you hiding from me?” He asked, scanning your face. “Are you ashamed of something? Maybe it’s what you did, you know, the whole cheatingthing… or maybe it’s admitting that you still have feelings for me that brings you shame”.

“No, I’m not ashamed,” you said, determined.

“Then talk to me, darling. What’s happening?”

“I can’t tell you, Tom, I’m sorry,” you said, looking around. It was like you needed some air, even if you were outside. That secret didn’t make you breath anymore.

“What? That you liked throwing all away? That he didn’t make you feel like I did? That you weren’t done playing with me? Just tell me something, Y/N, anything would be better than this fucking silence,” he said, raising his voice.

“I didn’t cheat on you!” You yelled. Tom’s eyes grew wide. Everything around you two seemed now quiet, motionless. You covered your mouth with your hands, maybe to erase what you just said. “Fuck”.

Tom stared at you for a good couple of minutes. He looked at your tired and tearful eyes, perhaps thinking whether to believe you or not, then he did something unexpected: he put out his cigarette. He walked over to you, raking your face in his hands and looked into your eyes, this time more intensely. He looked tired and incredibly older.

“Now you’re gonna tell me everything, darling”.

[sweetpeasgirl]

A Northside, Southside Romance | Sweet Pea

Description: Sweet Pea goes to Pop’s when he wants to feel like a normal teenager. He orders a strawberry milkshake and curly fries. Tonight, with his order, he gets something unexpectedly sweet. He gets something he can’t want but does anyway. Tonight he gets y/n.

Word Count: 1.9k

Pairing: Sweet Pea x Female!Reader

Warnings: None

Tags: FLUFF

Sweet Pea walks down the dusky streets of Riverdale after dark. His head is ducked, his hands shoved deep into his pockets. He knows where he's going but that doesn't mean he wants anyone else to know. After all, Serpents don't drink milkshakes. How would it look if one of their toughest is seen drinking a strawberry one in the light of day?

The door to Pop's opens with a welcoming chime. To Sweet Pea's ears, though, it sounds more threatening than cheerful. That's the price of being in a gang; constantly glancing over your shoulder. There have been too many times where he's had some punk try to backstab him. Quite literally, to clarify.

Glancing around the old establishment, Sweet Pea grins to himself. Completely empty. Just how he had hoped it would be. Reaching into his back pocket, he pulls out his wallet. The old man waiting for him at the register is too familiar to not grin again. Sweet Pea, although he'd never admit it, has spent many long nights under this very roof talking to him.

"Sweet Pea? How’re ya’ doing kid!" Pop never fails to set his mind on ease.

The old man peers at him with concern but the smile never leaves his face.

"Rough day," Sweet Pea runs a hand through his dark brown hair, "just taking a lot of crap from all you northsiders lately."

Pop laughs- a big belly laugh- and writes down an order before Sweet Pea tells him what he wants. It's not like it would make a difference whether or not the tall Serpent had answered. He orders the same thing everytime; a strawberry milkshake and curly fries.

"You just need some good food, boy. Go sit down and I'll have someone bring it over when it's done."

Sweet Pea nods, pulling out a ten to pay with but the jolly old man just shoos him to an empty booth. Pop sees a lot more than he lets on. When a kid only has a ten in his wallet- and you live in a place where sometimes the only way to get yourself out of a problem is cash- you don't take the money. What's the loss? Eight-fifty and a home cooked meal? That’s worth it any day.

Sweet Pea, sitting down in the booth, lets his eyes wander all around the retro diner. He's always felt at home at Pop's, more so than in his own home. It's warm with that ‘you belong here’ kind of atmosphere. It's been his hideaway for some time now. Whenever he has a rough day he just sinks low into a booth and lets the world keep going without him for a little while.

Today had been no exception to that. Some arrogant northsider had been running around the southside with a can of red spray paint. Needless to say, the bruise forming under his eye is hard to miss. He wonders why Pop didn't mention it.

"Hey, Pop said these were yours," Sweet Pea's head snaps up at the sound of a sweet voice.

A young waitress, about his age, stands in front of him, a tray with a strawberry milkshake and curly fries in her hands. For a moment he's frozen, staring into the most beautiful eyes he has ever seen. They're wide and bright, nowhere near as afraid as most are when they see him. She has a huge smile on her face; like she's actually happy to be working the midnight shift on a Friday if only because she had wanted to see him.

He feels his shoulders relaxing and snaps himself out of his daze. She's just some stupid northsider. She hates him. He has to hate her. Yet, when she places the milkshake and fries on the table and turns to leave, his eyes never leave her retreating figure. He shakes his head when she disappears around the corner. A northsider and a southsider- a Serpent- would never happen. Especially not with him. Anything star crossed is just too much work for his already hellish life.

He goes to take a sip of his milkshake when he stops abruptly. There, on the whip cream, are two cherries and a piece of red licorice in the shape of a simple smile. What on earth? Sweet Pea can't tear his eyes from the ice cream in front of him, he tries but he can't stop the small grin that forms on his face. He knows the cute waitress from before had something to do with this.

Speaking of which, a musical giggle interrupts his staring competition with the ice cream. He quickly glances up in time to see her half hidden by the counter and a wall that leads to the kitchen. She has a hand over mouth to try to cover up the onslaught of laughs but it's half-hearted; she's genuinely pleased with herself for the little gift she left for him. His heart beats faster when he catches her eyes and she nods her head at him, a breathtaking smile on her face.

He doesn't know why he does it- nor does he know he's doing it until it's done- but he winks at her and mouths a thank you. Her cheeks flame with a blush and her doe eyes widen again before she scurries back into the kitchen. Picking up a fry, Sweet Pea just laughs to himself.

However, those, too, are quick to end. What is he doing? Flirting with a northern girl? That's not only a death sentence for himself but for her as well. But why would that even matter? He doesn't care about her. He'll never care about her. He can't care about her. He talks himself out of it, or at least he tries his hardest to. In the back of his mind, though, he can still see her eyes.

Sweet Pea runs another agitated hand through his hair, glancing out the window and into the night. Beyond the red glow of the diner the stars are shining brightly. Of course, that brings his mind back to the waitress. He sighs to himself, clenching his jaw as his heart thumps much too hard. Nothing is working; this is hopeless.

"Uh," the same melodic voice brings his attention to the same pretty girl who stands once more in front of his booth, "so I'm on my break and I was wondering if I could sit here. I wouldn't bother you or anything I just- this booth has the best view."

Sweet Pea raises an eyebrow at her request but nonetheless answers, "If you want."

"Thanks!"

With that the girl slides into the other side of the red leather booth and leans her head on the window. Sweet Pea watches with visible amusement as she starts tapping out a sporadic rhythm on the table top, wondering where her mind is at this very moment. His is on her, the spotlight now fully shining over the northsider. He can feel the smile coming back again but doesn't bother to hide it this time. Something about her makes him ready to do anything to make her laugh- or to even just make sure she keeps tapping to her own little beat- but he doesn't know why.

"Thank you for the milkshake. Made my night." The words are out of his lips before he can stop them, a light blush to accompany them on his cheeks.

Her head bounces up, the smile already on her lips, "you looked like you needed it. And I finally found where Pop hid the licorice from me!"

This time he laughs out right. He can't help it, the girl is too innocent and beautiful to not lose himself in the moment. He wants to deny the connection that he feels with her, and northside girl, but he can't anymore.

"Why'd he do that?"

She runs a hand over her face, yawning before answering, "because I had a bad habit of giving them to all the little kids who came in here. I couldn't help it! They were so dang cute!"

Sweet Pea watches as she leans her head on the window again, closing her eyes for a moment. She looks as tired as he feels, striking a protective nerve in him. Maybe that's why he pushes his fries towards her. He's not that hungry and he'd rather she ate something. She looks like she could use the energy.

She looks like she's about to protest but Sweet Pea cuts her off, "just eat them, baby."

Her eyes widen but she takes them anyway. In the silence, Sweet Pea takes the time to close his eyes and take a breath. His face is killing him and he knows his knuckles aren't looking much better. He's exhausted but it's not like going home will give him any solace. He has more responsibility there than anywhere else. He just wants to escape for a minute.

"Are you okay?" Her sweet voice- now laced with worry- washes over him.

Sweet Pea glances at the girl sitting across from him. Her eyes look concerned, trained on the purple bruise under his eye. She reaches over the table, her fingertips brushing her over the mark on his face. He holds his breath, his eyes never leaving her as she traces her soft fingers on his skin.

"I'm okay. It doesn't matter anyway." He gently grabs her hand, placing it back on the table.

He wanted her to keep her hand there- he really did- but she had to move it. She can’t get attached to him. He can’t let her.

"Yes it does," the waitress sneakily pulls the strawberry milk towards her, stealing a sip, "you're hurt and that matters to me."

Sweet Pea smiles as he watches her drink his milkshake. If it was anyone else they'd be missing a few fingers by now but he sees the way her eyes sparkle with humour and delight as she sneaks sips. It's adorable. He hates it. Well, he wants to hate it.

"You don't even know my name," he pops one of the cherries into his mouth, winking at her if only to see her burst into color again.

"That's an easy solution," she wiggles her way out of the booth and stands in front of him for the third time that night, much to his amusement, "hi, I'm y/n! What's your name?"

He leans back, stretching his arms across the back of the booth as he takes her in. A yellow Pop's t-shirt, a pair of yellow rubber boots, and two shining eyes. There's no way he can deny the way his heart beats faster looking at her wide smile. He reaches a large hand out, taking her smaller one and shaking it once.

"Sweet Pea. Just call me Sweet Pea."

She giggles and nods her head, causing butterflies to erupt in his chest. She glances to the clock on the wall and lets go of his hand quickly.

"Crap! I'm back on! Hey, I'll catch you around soon I hope. I work Fridays! Bye Sweets!"

He shakes his head, the mirth clear in his eyes, as she scrambles to get back behind the counter. With that he stands up, shooting her one last smile, before walking back into the darkness that abides in Riverdale. He'll deny it to anyone who asks but he knows he'll be back next Friday.

[ghostie-galaxi]

Ghost9 as Boyfriends

Junhyung

The serious boyfriend

Like I know the members have said he's no fun and not funny so I feel he also has a sense of maturity because of that

And then you come along being goofy and push him out of his seriousness

Like I can see you joking around with him a lot and having play arguments with him

Like he tries telling a joke and you don't react and he gets upset and tells you to react and y'all just have fun together

Like you'd be joking that he's too serious all the time and you'd push him to the point where he just picks you up and walks you to a bed or something and tickles you

He loves you though and could never stay mad at you, just sigh before kissing you or you kiss him in forgiveness for being mean lol

Although sometimes you get insecure that he gets annoyed and hates when you do that so eventually you ask him how he feels and he gets all soft and cuddly with you and tells you he's not mad at all

That's when he really drops his seriousness and turns into his playful puppy side where he'll holdsyou in his muscular arms while kissing and teasing you

He does have his romantic side with you and looks out and takes care of you

Will always be there to hold you if you're sad, and if he can't he's calling and talking to you enough to distract you from whatever is upsetting you, and will be there as soon as he can to be there for you because he never wants to see you cry, that's what really breaks him the most

And will turn into strong protective boyfriend mode can I just be in his arms already

Although don't be fooled, he get a total ego whenever he catches you staring at him

Like we know he's strong boi so if he catches you staring at him while he's working out he get so cocky and teases you about it

*insert flirty pick-up line along the lines of "like what you see?"*

Will literally try to make you as flustered as possible anytime he has the chance and it's fair game, since you tease him a lot too

But like can we imagine him catching you staring while he's shirtless or working out and says something like that and just comes over and holds you against him as your face is bright red like- or against a wall

But anyways, he's just a really caring and sweet boyfriend even though you two don't let each other breathe and will be there when you need him ❤️

Dongjun

Y'all are gonna do some weird shit

Like if him putting a strawberry on a shoe during Shin's b-day V-live something my sleep paralysis demon loves to remind me of at 3 am isn't bad enough, just imagine what y'all would do together

So if you're already weird, y'all are gonna have a ball and since he's the oldest the other member can't stop him

Even Junhyung has said he can't stop him because he's older

So y'all will just get judged harshly lol

But when you guys aren't doing that, he becomes a softy for you

Like once the awkwardness between you dies down, he's always taking care of you

If you're tired, he's putting your head on his shoulder and holding you

He would definitely be there for you to wipe your tears away and take care of you if you're sick

You also love embarrassing him though

Like when you try taking care of him he gets all flustered and shy

Which makes him smile awkwardly

But he's smile is precious so even if it's awkward you still get to see his adorable smile and you do literally anything just to see or make him smile

He always gets shy when you kiss his cheek so that's your favorite thing to do to make him smile

Speaking of which, I have this idea that he would hold your face anytime he kisses you, like no matter where it is

Like he cups your face with one hand everytime he goes to kiss your lips

He just wants to feel you close to him and will have his other arm around you when he kisses you

Y'all also have deep life conversations

Like he's definitely going to have late night conversations with you if neither of you can sleep and you're just talking in the dark of the bedroom, or over phone calls

So basically, y'all are weird, but you love each other and show affection whenever you can because he loves and cares about you

Shin

The playful boyfriend

Literally always wants to go do something with you

Even if it's just sitting in a park together while talking

But you both will have the best dates

Because he literally finds everything and anything he can just so he can be with you

All the way from amusement parks to star gazing together, y'all are doing it

But also isn't against just staying inside if you really don't want to or if you're both tired

Either way, he will be c o n s t a n t l y showing you affection

Hand holding, back hugging, cheek kisses, fixing your hair/moving out of your face, etc.

Like even if you're in public he doesn't care (unless you don't want him to ofc) he'll kiss you straight up

Cuz he loves you and he's not bothered by other people seeing him kiss his significant other

He's gonna show you he loves you whenever he wants to because he loves you 😤

Speaking of which he gets so pouty when you reject him

Like you playfully turn away and he turns whiny and ends up just showering you in kisses until you give in

Which then he's not stopping, he'll slow down, but doesn't stop

And probably takes you somewhere to cuddle after that so he can keep doing it for the next 20 minutes

Don't be mean lol

Unless you want to cuddled go death for a while

Which isn't a bad thing so like-

He loves cuddling you, and his favorite are comfort cuddles

Like yeah he loves just relaxing and cuddling you but when you sad or stressed or tired he loves cuddling as way to comfort you

Because to him, he likes knowing that you look to him for comfort and you feel comfortable enough to come to him for help and him just being there is what really helps you

Kinda just like a safety blanket that you run to when you need comfort

Cuz he gives good hugs and you love his hugs, and cuddles

Just being in his arms really is comforting and nice

So yeah, he love affection and tbh, is probably a bit clingy

But like, he's adorable and you love him so who care because you can't resist him and his charms ✨

So be prepared to just constantly give into him

Kangsung

The sweetest person you have ever met in your life like-

Likes he's always thinking about you and stuff for you to do together

And I mentioned in a different reaction that he literally will buy you tons of plushies just because they remind him of you

But the majority I see you guys being a very caring and casual relationship

Like you both just kinda grow comfortable together

Like you'll just reach over and hold his hand one day and then he'll come up and back hug you a different day and from then on you both just keep doing it

Like you both love each other and think this is just what normal couples do it's only a matter of who does it first

So not a whole lot of awkwardness unless it's stuff that he's not super familiar with doing cough periods cough

But he's not afraid to ask when he doesn't know something and will remember it the first time he's told for next time so he's always prepared

Ok that might be a lie, he might forgot and have to ask again but he'll get it eventually

And days like that when you're both just hanging out together because you don't want to do anything, y'all are gonna do a bunch of cute couples stuff

I can see y'all doing each other's makeup and playing with each other's hair, and you could teach him how to braid hair or something

Just chill dates like that

Which would include cafes, star gazing, book stores/libraries, walks through parks or nature trails, etc.

Just something simple that you can both relax and talk and have fun with each other

And are always filled with shy kisses

Like even though as your relationship progresses he still gets shy whenever he kisses you

So usually he'll do it when you're not looking and just quickly peck your cheek

And then he'll turn away really fast until you look at him, smile a little bit, and kiss his cheek back

To which he'll get all smiley and shy

Which makes you smile as well

Eventually though when you've been together for awhile his shy kisses will melt into comforting kisses

And they'll still be enjoyable to receive

Because comforting and relaxing is sign of comfortable love, not everything is going to remain with shyness and butterflies but rather turns in comfort and the feeling of home

Which is what you both love about to each other and plan to keep it that way forever

Junseong

The awkward boyfriend

Literally has no clue what to do and is super awkward about everything

Like even talking to you normally is hard for him still, let alone even skinship

But I promise you it does get better

Because eventually when he gets in the moment of just he loves being with you he'll just act out like suddenly hugging you or grabbing your hands excitedly

And after a few times of this happening he'll grow more comfortable with you, because you've assured him that it doesn't bother you

And he'll be able to have a more settled down caring relationship

Like he'll stop being the awkward ball of goop and just be able to relax around you

But if you're sad or going through something, he'll be able to fit the mood and won't be awkward about hugging you

Once he knows it's serious or you're struggling he'll do a complete 180° from his normal self and comfort you the best he can

Which is always followed up by finding ways to cheer you up

Like a movie night with food and lots of cuddles

And he'll kiss you a lot more too

He gives sweet and playful kisses

Like normally they'll just be quick pecks on the cheek and he'll face will turn bright red

But eventually when he kisses your lips he'll try to do it longer to savior the moment but he gets shy still and starts smiling into the kiss and then he'll pull back because he's laughing

And probably will be everytime unless you kiss him instead or if it's one of your calmer moments and you're both more relaxed

And then you'll have sweet, longer kisses

Also! I feel you would both be similar to Dongjun and you'll just be weird together

Like-

He's weird, so you both would just go around being weird together

And probably annoying everyone else with it

But there's something just endearing about him that you love

Even if it is a bit cheesy (hate using that word 😖) sometimes

But that's just his way of showing you he loves you, his weird goofy self

Or if you want something less goofy, have him sing with you

Like honestly, even if you can't sing, I could see him never laughing at you for it and would honestly probably help you so you can both sing together

That would probably be one of his favorite things to do with you

Because I feel like you would be the more normal one and he was kinda just be the airhead, but doing this gives him more of a serious tone because he would actually be knowledgeable about this

And you wouldn't mind at all having to sing with him

You both really just grow and learn with and from each other and it's something you would never forget

Prince

The quiet boyfriend

Honestly, I have this really nice imagine where you both just have these really nice quiet dates where he comes over to your house/apartment to get away from the others for a bit

And you both just sit quietly together while you read or paint if you're artistic and he probably draws too or something while playing this cute calm artists vibes playlist

And y'all just chill quietly together

Yeah, you do have days when you do talk to each other a lot and share ideas with each other

You both are just super comfortable in each other's presence that you don't really need to do a lot

And yeah there will be days when you go out together and do fun stuff

He does talk about how much he likes the Han river so you both would probably go there to relax and chat with each other

And really just get to connect more with each other

Further down the line, you'll both be more comfortable with and will mess with each other

Like he jokes around with you by being super bold about something, cuz man kinda savage ngl, and messes with you

Which then he laughs at you for getting all play-angry at him

And then back hugs you cuz you're mad and won't talk to him so he has to keep you near him to talk his way out of it

Which, he's adorable I swear his smile will be the death of me and you give into him pretty quickly

And his then kisses your cheek in forgiveness

Speaking of kissing, I said somewhere else his kisses would be the best look at his lips, I mean come on

He'd just have really comforting, soft kisses, but is low-key too awkward and shy to ever do it

Like you both would have to be completely alone together for him to even do it

Even if it's just a cheek kiss

But fr like, the first time you both kissed you feel in love with it and you're low-key sad that he's so awkward to do it more often

But as always, the more time you're together the more the awkwardness would fade and you would be more comfortable initiating kisses

Unless you do it first and make him kiss you lol

Honestly that's probably how you'd get back at him for messing with you is just to make him super flustered

Which again, he's adorable so like, why wouldn't just do it all the time?

And honestly, I don't really seem him as much of a touchy person so when he does actually get touchy with you it's always special

Like his cuddles would be the softest and hugs would always be comforting, even if he's a bit awkward with it

But you don't care because you love just being close to him and you savior every moment like this that you have with him

Woojin

Quiet boyfriend pt. 2

Maybe serious boyfriend as well but not as much as Junhyung

Like he's still adorable and will open up faster than Junhyung

Because I feel like he's the underrated cutie

Like he's adorable-

Literally just a teddy bear

Messes with you a little bit by acting all serious when he talks to you but if you're smiling and being cute he'll give in to your cuteness

A low-key cuddle monster

Like he loves hugging you (especially back hugs) and he does it often

Like if you're in the room together his arms are around you

Doesn't even matter if they others are around you, he doesn't care

Sweater paws

He'll also just randomly kiss your cheek too when he feels like it

And you'll probably have to watch and talk/listen to him talk about soccer games

Because he does that a lot

Mostly just to surprise you, cuz he thinks it's funny

Especially if you get flustered easily and he does it in front of the other members and you're faces gets all red

Which then causes him to get red faced and flustered and will bury his face in your shoulder

Doesn't regret it though lol

But does honestly prefer having these moments in private

And would definitely be a lot more cuddly when it's just you both together

Like idk, he doesn't seem like a touchy person to me but I also do think he just enjoys sitting together with you in his arms

And also probably takes care of you because he like, seems caring but not like motherly caring

Just wants to look out for you and make sure you're doing ok

Also probably wraps blankets around you all the time, cuz he's soft boi

And so are his kisses

He's so gentle my God

Like he doesn't even try to make you want to keep kissing him that's just how he kisses man

So honestly you'd just end up constantly kissing him

He doesn't mind though ☺️

Taeseung

Playful boyfriend pt. 2

And puppy boyfriend pt. 2 if Junhyung counts as being the first

Like he's always excited to go see you or see you in general

Like he's plans everything everytime to he goes to see you and brings a lot of stuff

Usually food cuz like, food✨-

And unlike Shin, I think you'd have more indoor dates than outdoor dates

Like with Shin and going out places he would rather have movie nights with you or do café dates

Still fun but not all out extravagant

And of course you will both be super cute together

He's tall and cuddly

So you know where this is going

And even if you're not the most petite person, he still has this way of making you feel tiny and cute

Like just imagine real quick-

He's just fucking cute, man

And will do cute things with you

He hugs you every time you kiss-

Like just wants to be as close as possible and shelter you with his tall frame and loves looking down on you lol

✨f o r e h e a d k i s s e s✨

And if you like reptiles too he loves having you over so you can play with them together

And will be personally offended if you don't have cuddle sessions together afterwards

How dare you not cuddle him >:(

You'd make up for it pretty quickly though if he gets angry pouty because of it because he's adorable

Literally just a big dork

You also know how on Twitter he normally does little Pokemon drawings and the posts them?

Yeah, he'd make you do them with him

Even if you suck at art, you're doing it

But if you're good at art, he always praises how good yours is and you compliment his as well because that's how y'alls relationship works

You support him and he supports you

As it should be

I don't even want to imagine him upset over something like that too

Or being upset at all really

Speaking of which if you're sad for whatever reason be prepared to be crushed by his hugs, I mean love. Well both really but ya know-

Would be upset with you so please take care of him as well

He cares about you so much-

Please love him ❤️

Jinwoo

Awkward boyfriend pt. 2

But also playful, caring, and sweet boyfriend

Like definitely just awkward since he's young and new to relationships so probably just doesn't know what to do at first

But the more time you both spend together the more time he has to know you better

So he'll ease off of being so questioning and making sure he's doing things right or making sure you're comfortable and what not

Well, I mean like if he's not sure of something and asks you 4,000 times, eventually he'll know what to do unless you tell him otherwise

So basically after y'all are comfortable around each other, he becomes the cutest thing ever

Like he l o v e s having you in his arms all the time

Or playfully messing with you

I can see y'all planning some prank on the other members and then you both playing innocent afterwards

And him just being a little shit sometimes lol

Playfully ignores you until you've whined enough that he gives in

And will still be a little shit if you try pulling the same tricks on him

Hangs onto you until you give up and notice him

But you also both do team up when it comes to messing with the other members

And then both get yelled at by an angry Junhyung

But y'all don't care because you had fun and this was worth it

And normally you'd be punished together so that just gave you an excuse to spend more time together

The only thing though that you can mess with him with is kissing him because he's ways to shy to get you back

Like if you just random kiss his cheek when he's messing with you he'll instantly turn red

Especially if you kiss his lips

He's not quite used to that yet but he'll get used to it

Until then, enjoy kissing his lips like that

Cuz again, look at his lips, how could you not want to kiss them repeatedly

He'd get used to it though and would melt into you imagine

Y'all are cute, end of story

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This post is a sort of collaboration with @golden-wingseos who is kindly letting me use their toxic traits post as a base for writing some Fluff! Check 'em out! Hope you enjoy.

Warnings: Albedo might be a OOC. This is my first attempt at more serious writing. And of course you should always remember that problems in a relationship might need more than a short talk.

Edit: request are open, if anyone reading this likes it feel free to request. Rules are pinned.

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Albedo: your heart is real

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-you knew Albedo's secret, you knew his feelings, you knew enough to know he didn't want to love you.

-yet he did.

-you also believed he shouldn't be chained to someone else's wishes, especially when it wouldn't bring him happiness.

You were sitting in Albedo's lap, your head on his shoulder as you gently played with his hair.

"I'm going to destroy monstadt you know," he said, like he always does in an attempt to push you away, "that includes the people"

"Then I'll just stop you." You reply calmly.

"Then I'll have to kill you."

"So then you won't destroy monstadt."

Albedo was confused, you usually told him you would stop him but you've never said he wouldn't do it to begin with.

Albedo grabbed your shoulders and made you look at him, "what does that mean? Why wouldn't I destroy monstadt?"

"Because you would have to kill me." You said smiling.

'That damn smile' he thought, "why would I not destroy monstadt, not fulfill my master's wish, just because you would need to die?"

"Because you love me."

Albedo pushed you off and got on top of you, holding a knife to your throat, "would someone who loved you so this?"

"Yes" you never stopped smiling at him.

"Exa-wait what?" Albedo was dumbfounded, not comprehending what you meant.

"You're trying to push me away," you grabbed his shaking hands and pushed them down, causing him to release the knife, "because you don't want to feel any remorse, because you don't want to hurt me."

"Who says-"

"And I know you don't want to destroy monstadt," you grabbed his head and brought him closer, "because you love it there."

"I'm not real, I'm just a tool my master made to carry out their dreams. Stop treating me like a person."

"But you are a person, and as a person you can choose what you want."

"Well I want monstadt destroyed!"

"Even if that meant killing me?"

Albedo was shocked, he never felt conflicted before. Not in following his master's wishes, but now? At your words? He doubted every desire he's had.

You placed his hand on his heart, "feel that?"

"That's my heart..."

"So your heart is real. Now tell me, what does a tool need with a heart?"

Albedo didn't answer.

"Your master might want to destroy monstadt, but who says they want you to? Why give a weapon a heart?"

You didn't give Albedo time to respond before you kissed him.

"Your heart is real. Just like your love for me."

Albedo sat up and pulled you back into his lap, "you're an anomaly you know that? No one else can make me feel this way." He looked into your eyes and put his hands on your cheeks, "I guess I can hold off on destroying monstadt, atleast until I conclude my research on you."

"Well, let's start experimenting."

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Hope that didn't suck.

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Diluc: you'll get hurt if you love me

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-Diluc has been avoiding you for a month now, he hasn't even gone out to do his darkknight hero duties.

-he's just locked himself away in his manor, ordering his servants to not let you in.

-Diluc, however, forgets that you met because you tried stealing from his house.

You were fed up with Diluc, he kept pushing you away and now he has CROSSED THE LINE! You're going to break into his room and make him explain why he's been avoiding you, it's been a year since you and him went on a date and now this? Something is seriously wrong.

You climbed up to the window sill and lock picked your way in, you walked over to Diluc's bed and sat down, waiting for him to return.

Diluc entered the door and, without looking, fell on his bed right next to you.

"You look tired, almost like you took the long way home just to avoid the route I take."

Diluc shot up and looked at you in shock.

You crossed you arms over your chest, "I want an explanation."

"(Y/n) what do you m-"

"You know full well! And don't call me (y/n)! You always call me 'dearest' or 'honey's, in fact you do a lot of things you seem to have forgotten about, like dinners, and tea times, and DATES!"

"Please I-"

"No! No running away, no excuses!" You grabbed his shoulders and turned him to you, "why the hell are you avoiding me!?"

Diluc looked up and saw you were crying. This isn't what he wanted, this is the opposite of what he wanted!

Diluc looked away, unable to face you, "Because I want you to hate me."

Your eyes widened, "w-what?"

"I want you to leave me, in a way that won't make you sad to leave me."

"Why!?"

"BECAUSE YOU'LL GET HURT IF YOU LOVE ME!"

You jumped at him and held him close, and yourself closer, "idiot."

"What?"

"I said," you managed between sobs, "your an idiot, Diluc. I knew full well what I was doing when I fell in love with you, and I did it anyway. What-what gi-gives you the right t-to abandon me now?"

Diluc was shocked to say the least, he didn't know what to say.

"I know how dangerous being near you is, how many enemies you have, how likely I am to die, but Diluc," you look up at him with tear stained eyes, "I won't be able to live another day, not without you in it."

Diluc pulled you onto his lap and held you, enveloping as much as he could.

"(Y/n)- honey, I'm sorry," he cried in your hair, "I'm so sorry, so very very sorry. I just wanted to protect you, I wouldn't be able to live with myself if you got hurt because of me."

"But you did hurt me, you hurt my heart."

"I know.. but please," he tilted you head so your eyes would meet his, "let me heal it."

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Kaeya: no more secrets

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I wrote this perfectly but the draft didn't save. If it's bad blame my rage.

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Another day without you.

Another day spent drinking.

Kaeya remembered that day clearly, more clearly than he wanted.

Kaeya was happily walking home to you.

He was always happy on the way home, but he was happiest when he saw your smile. Lately though you've been acting strangely, he was going to talk to you about it today.

"Honey I'm home-" he stopped, it was quiet.

You were never quiet.

He decided you were just out, so he waited.

And waited.

And wait-

"Where are you?"

Kaeya reached for his drink, but he couldn't find it.

"Eh Dilc, wers meh ferkin dernk!?"

Diluc sighed, "sober up."

Kaeya slammed his hands on the bar and grabbed Diluc by the collar, "WAH SHELD AH BEH SURBER!? WAHTS DA FEKEN PEINT IB TAY AIN ERE WID MEH!?"

Kaeya fell backwards and cried, "wad tay lev meh Dilc?"

Diluc sighed and walked around the bar to his brother, "sober up," he picked Kaeya up, "and I'll tell you."

Diluc carried Kaeya to the winery.

Next day

Kaeya woke up with a scream, "(Y/N) WAIT!"

He looked around and saw he was in an unfamiliar bedroom.

Diluc walked in with water and breakfast, "are you sober?"

Kaeya held his head, "I wish I wasn't."

"Well you'll want to be," Diluc set his brother's breakfast down on the nightstand, "I'm going to tell you how to get (y/n) back."

Kaeya jumped at his brother, knocking them both to the ground as he held the red head's throat, "WHERE ARE THEY?!"

Diluc calmly pushed Kaeya off, who was weak as hell right now, "calm down, you need you to understand why they left or they'll just leave you again."

Kaeya just laid there.

"Good. Now listen because this is something it took me a long time to realize too: communication is key to a relationship."

"What?"

"Did you ever tell (y/n) anything about your work? About your dealings in the dark? About your 'off the clock projects'?"

Kaeay didn't speak.

"I thought so. Kaeya you need to talk to them about your life, if you don't you'll just drive them away."

"BUT I ALREADY DID!" Kaeya shouted as he slammed his fist on the ground.

"True, but I can bring you to them. But you have to swear you'll tell them EVERYTHING."

Kaeya nodded.

Diluc and Kaeya took a trip to Liyue, to a remote village you were living in.

"They're in here. Remember Kaeya, no secrets."

You opened the door at Kaeya's knocking, before immediate closing it.

"Go away Kaeya."

"(Y/n) please, I want to make amends."

"How? Batting your eyelashes? A kiss on the cheek? Sex? Well? What have you come up with as a substitute to trust this time?"

"No. No substitute, no lies, none of that. I'm here to tell you the truth (y/n)."

You opened the door, "no more secrets?"

"No, darling, no more secrets."

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Childe: you give me strength

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Childe met you when you first joined the fatui, and from the first day he was smitten. You always strived to get better, never once did your lack if vision keep you from being powerful nor keep you from getting more powerful. You were his ideal person for him.

But you didn't feel like it.

You always worried, 'what if I lost? What if I can't get stronger? What if I'm weak?' Were constant thoughts going through your head. You knew Childe was greedy for power, how he wanted nothing but power, how he would do anything for it, and as far as you were aware he cut off anything that held him back.

Even you.

You pushed yourself to far everytime you trained, to the point you were getting weaker by how little time you took to recuperate. But you never realized nor did you let anyone know out fear for what Childe would do if he saw you being so insecure in yourself.

You realized you were getting weaker and weaker, and that scared you, scared you to the point you decided to take drastic measures.

You decided you would prove how strong you are.

With Childe

Childe sighed as he wrote yet another debt collection warrant, he was tired from the month long mission he just got back from and now he had to do this. He decided he would indulge himself and pamper you when he got home, after all nothing pleased him more than seeing your constantly stern face blush and smile as he showered you in gifts and affection. And while he wasn't exactly good at reading people in an emotional sense, even he could tell you were insecure about something so he wanted to talk to you about it, maybe even introduce you to his family.

He wad actually getting lost in happy thoughts when a collector ran in, "HARBINGER! I HAVE URGENT NEWS!"

Childe glared at him, "what is it, I was thinking about my snow flower!"

"IT'S ABOUT THEM SIR!"

Childe snapped the pen between his fingers and stoop, "what happened."

"Sir they-"

"WHAT HAPPENED!"

"SIR! (Y/N) HAS GONE OFF TO TRY AND SLAY A GEO REGISVINE!"

Childe immediately bolted over his desk and sped through the bank, out of the harbor, and across the country of Liyue at speeds lost would think belonged to Baal themself.

He got to the regisvine just in time to block an attack that would have killed you.

It took him mere seconds to completely demolish it.

Childe approached your crumpled form, you could barely move and your bones were probably all broken.

"Ch-chi-lde..." you got out before blacking out from pain.

Next day

You woke up, everything below your chin was in a caste and you felt about as bad as you looked.

"Let me through!" You heard the one voice you didn't want to hear right now.

"Sir please they have to r-"

"DID I FUCKING STUTTER!"

A doctor was flung through the door and Childe charges right at you.

'This is it,' you thought, closing your eyes, 'he's going to cast me away, like I always knew-'

Your thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of lips against your own, and a wet feeling against your cheeks.

You opened your eyes in time to see Childe pull away from you, "what were you thinking you idiot?"

You looked at Childe, dumbfounded.

"WHY DID YOU DO SOMETHING THAT STUPID!?"

"W-what?"

"Why did you try and kill a regisvine on your own?!"

You looked away.

"WHY (Y/N)!? WHY!?"

"Because I don't want you to leave me..."

Childe recoiled at that, what did you mean you didn't want him to leave you?

"Why in the world would I want to leave you? Your my snow flower."

"Yes but..." you didn't want to say it.

"Come on, snow flower," Childe put his fingers under your chin and gently made you meet his gaze, "you can tell me anything."

"You...you only care for power...and I could tell I was only getting weaker no matter how much I tried, I was....I was afraid....afraid you would leave me...."

"(Y/n)," Childe said lovingly, yet with obvious sadness, "please, I dont want power just for power's sake.... I'm so sorry that I seemed that way to you."

"But you always seem so...dedicated to getting power..."

"Yes, but power is simply a means to an end," Childe chuckles, "I have a family, with a lot of siblings, and I care about all of them. I do so much for them, and every bit of power: be it with more, status, or pure power they are what drives me to get it. I'll admit though that it has developed into a bit of a....addiction, I guess you could call it, to battle and by extension to getting stronger. I-I didn't realize how much I let that take over-"

"No!" You shout, "no! Don't apologize for that. That's why I love you: your drive for power, your willingness to never settle, everything you do you do for power. I don't care if it's because you like battle or you like your family, because I love it. I love you. And I don't want to hold you back, and because of that I didn't want to be so weak that you had to....dispose of me..."

Childe kneeled besides you, "(y/n). You never have to worry about holding me back. Remember what you said? Even if I do, granted in a much smaller part than I originally stated, want power to protect my family, it is also very true that I want power for nothing more than to have it. But you could never hold me back from that, in fact you give me strength, (y/n)."

You chuckled, "that's so cheesey Childe."

"Well it's true, and the only thing more true is this:" Childe leans towards you, "I. Love. You."

[honeybunnybeez]

Duuuude. Sfw alphabet for Eret or Bad??? Or even Fundy. All very underrated and I need see much content for them -⚰️

SFW alphabet:

C!BadBoyHalo:

♡Reader is Gender Neutral!

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Bad is pretty affectionate when it comes to you, almost never leaving your side if he can.

He's very affectionate physically and verbally, clinging to you and giving you kisses while calling you sickly sweet pet names and praising you. Despite what he's supposed to be, he's incredibly adorable and hard to resist.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

The friendship starts after you're introduced to him thanks to Skeppy, who you met first around the server and clicked well with. After getting to know you better and seeing you get along great with Skeppy, he easily accepts you as one of his close friends.

As a best friend he's kinda clingy, often wanting to see you and knowing what you're up to. He also likes to make sure you're okay and comes to visit you often, making sure no one messes with you.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Cuddles are his jam and given the opportunity you two would probably never leave the bed for the whole day. He doesn't have a set cuddling style, though one thing stays the same and it's that he wraps his arms around you pretty tight.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

He does seem like the type to want to settle down. It sounds like a very nice thing to do once everything in the server calms down, well, if it ever does calm down.

Domestic life wise, he's pretty decent at it! His best chore is cooking, he makes a pretty good meal when he cooks.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Depending on the situation and what led up to it, I think it'd end on good terms but he would get very emotional while doing so. He would be crying while apologizing and explaining why he feels like a romantic relationship wouldn't work as to not hurt you too severely. He still wants you to be in his life as his best friend though so you two do keep in close contact if you're okay with that.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

He is rather loyal and commited to the ones he loves so I think he would get married. Maybe after being together for 6 months or a year would be when he pops the question.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He is very physically and emotionally gentle with you, not wanting to hurt you in any way.

Sure he does tackle hug you in his human form but in his demon form with his tall height he makes sure to treat you like glass if he ever handles or holds you.

Emotionally he doesn't ever want to say mean things to you. He always apologizes profusely (almost crying himself) if you ever get truly upset with something he teased you about.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Loves hugs, the moment he sees you he's running up to give you a big old hug. Hug him back, please. Please, (y/n). Hug him back, he wants you to.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

He used to say it quite often back when you two were friends, so there's no exact way to tell when the I love you's started to be genuine.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Lord above, we've seen this man be jealous. He's super jealous when you start to spend more time with others. Can and will blow up your communicator asking you where you are and who you're with. Sometimes Skeppy joins in too half jokingly. If you're with Quackity you bet your ass you're getting dragged somewhere far away from the man.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Loves giving you surprise kisses and half expects you to return the gesture. ESKIMO KISSES! All the eskimo kisses, he loves them. He love giving and receiving eskimo kisses from you so much.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Oh he adores kids quite a bit. Innocent, active and still full of life, he thinks they're precious. Though he can't really handle the spoiled ones, the ones who scream and throw really bad tantrums when they don't get what they want in the supermarket.

I don't think he's capable of having his own kids with his partner (being a demon and all) but he'd like to adopt one or two if you're into that idea. He's had experience raising Sapnap (and he doesn't hate bad's guts as far as I remember) so he's sure he can handle it.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Before you wake up he likes to stare at your peaceful face while you rest. At first you did get a bit surprised when you wake up to see a pair of dimly glowing eyes staring back at you so closely. Now, you just instinctively reach out to give him morning kisses when you wake up.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

He holds you in his arms while you slowly drift off to sleep. Sometimes he hums a soft happy tune while playing with your hair as your eyes grow heavy.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Skeppy totally tells you a few of Bad's secrets before you two started dating, only very minor ones though. Other than that, he's a pretty open book and if there was a secret he has he spills pretty easily when you say his name in a dissapointed tone.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Unless you insult him or swear like a sailor on purpose to annoy him, he has a good bit of patience with you and your shenanigans. If you're best friends with Skeppy then you're bound to get into a little bit of trouble.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

He remembers things about you quite well. Such as what you like to eat, what your favourite ore is, your schedule, etc.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

He loves you and he loves his best friend Skeppy too. He enjoys every moment you guys are all together but his favourite moment was when you three all hung out with one another watching the sunset on the roof of your home. It was all so unsually calm during those few minutes. You 3 totally held hands, just saying.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

He knows you can hold your own but even so he does get pretty defensive when others try to threaten you. Will stab a person for you if they really hurt you, no hesitation.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

He puts in a lot of effort to make you and everyone happy! It doesn't always feel like a chore when he's trying to find something you like or helping you around here and there. Anniversaries with him are simple but they're very sweet and memorable.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Oh boy, his clinginess and jealousy does tend to be a bit of a problem. You have to remind him that you need personal time too. He always pouts when you say that and often times you do give in because of it. Though, if you really do need to be somewhere without him, promise to spend your next free day with him and he'll happily agree.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Not very concerned, he's aware that he looks a lot different than others but he doesn't think it matters when almost everyone in the server is a different kind of human or hybrid. Everyone's different and that's normal, he thinks.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Sure we know that Skeppy is his whole heart both metaphorically and literally in a sense, but he would be devastated if anything were to happen to you. He would feel like a part of him is missing and it would frustrate and upset him to no end knowing that the missing piece could never be found again.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

In his 9'6 form he will carry you around in his arms like a doll just to tease you. He think you look adorable as you whine and tell him that you aren't a toy to haul around.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

He wouldn't like someone who takes advantage of him or does things he doesn't like consistently on purpose. Like, teasing him is fine, he does that too, but don't do what he doesn't like on purpose everytime you see him. He just thinks that's disrespectful even if you were just teasing.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

When he sleep he's absolutely wrapped around you. Laying by your side, arms and legs wrapped around your torso and waist respectively. You are his pillow now and you're being held hostage until he's decided he's satisfied.

A/N: Hey ⚰! Thank you for the request! I have to admit it was a little hard not to make it reference poly!c!skephalo because of how often its referenced that Bad and Skeppy are close to one another. (Someone please give me an excuse to remake this with poly!c!skephalo-) Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed reading this!

(Requests are open and anon is on!)

[milkacchan]

Request for anon: If it's not too much to ask, can I have headcanons for omega Shouto with an alpha s/o? Nsfw or sfw is up to you! Love your writing, love! 💞💞💞

I've been waiting for this moment for fucking W E E K S

Thank you 😌

And this is gonna be HELLA long :)

SFW-

• Sof boy

• He's quiet and can have an intimidating demeanor but he's a baby and he WEAK for you

• I mean the first day he saw you, he felt something

• At first he thought you were another omega

• You were shorter than him and the smile you sported the first day had him fooled

• It wasn't long before he realized you were an Alpha

• You and a few of the other Alpha females of the class were particularly protective of the omega females

• specifically you and Mina

• It came as no surprise that you ended up in the Bakusquad later on

• You didnt exclude the few omega males either

• When he first meets you, like actually meets you, is when he realizes you're an Alpha, based on smell alone

• You smell like Sandlewood and Chai and he LOVES it

• It makes his knees weak

• and you're just so soft?

• Like you have that calm that good Alphas posses and you use it often

• And when you use it for him one day, because he was freaking out, he thinks he's gonna pass out

• It took him WEEKS to realize the pangs in his chest werent physical

• He liked you

• and he doesn't feel like waiting around so he courts you instead and when you look surprised he isnt sure what to feel

• And then regret and dread fill him and he wishes he could just be normal with social cues and interactions

• And you realize he's zoned out a little, shaking and it looks like he's going to cry and you use that stupid Alpha thing on him

• You coo softly and pull him into your chest, telling him it was okay

• And he feels like he's gonna die again but he loves it so much and he's SO relieved when you accept his courting

• When you hugged him he realizes just how touch starved he is

• Anyway that's hour the powercouple of 1-A began

• He's not a big fan of PDA but he's not opposed to holding your hand

• Or sometimes he's had a bad day or he's not feeling the best mentally and he won't care he just wants to be with you

• Will 100% walk into bakusquad hang out in the common room just to hide his face in your shoulder

• Or sit next to you quietly

• You'll wrap an arm around him and press a kiss to his temple while you continue your conversation with Sero and Denki

• Listen they think it's the CUTEST fucking thing

• Because it is. It really is.

• Bakugou pretends it grosses him out but it really doesnt

• He honestly thinks it's a lil cute too and mentally swears that if his BF dont treat him the way you treat yours he dont want him

• Yall will help eachother study

• Because he's good at math but you're good at english

• So it balances out

• And training. Lots of sparring.

• You're also the one to calm him down

• Todoroki tends to beat himself up a lot over his 'daftness'

• He doesn't always pick up on social cues or know how to keep a conversation

• And he hates that because he feels that sometimes it makes people feel uncomfortable and they're his friends and he doesnt want that

• So it'll get to him and sometimes if he over thinks it too much he'll start to panic

• You told him that whenever he felt like that, he came to see your it he called you

• He feels like it's a burden but when he see's the look of love in your eyes and the way you hold him and kiss his cheeks, he doesnt feel like that anymore

• He's so happy with you???

• and he loves you so much

• Y'all are just so disgusting

• Sappy as fuck but also the right level of completely roasting eachother

• It's nice:)

• He cooks for you no doubt

• You make him Soba when he's sad

• When you're sad he'll hold you against his chest and whisper in your ear to counter whatever you had just said

• If you ever feel mediocre it less than him he'll tell you why you're absolutely not less than him

• Ys fights aren't really super serious but it can still get a little heated, it never ends it break ups though

• It usually ends in taking a few hours to calm down (Todoroki refuses to let either of yall go to sleep angry with a problem unresolved) then talking it out and at least TRYING to come to a compromise

• Usually it's about wellbeing matters (overworking and being reckless and what not)

• Going full Alpha if someone fucks with him in battle 🤪

• Going full Alpha if you see him hurt on the field 🤪

• Snapping at Endeavor that one time 🤪

• Him going feral that one time you and Bakugou got SNATCHED 🤪

• Oops 🤪

• LISTEN

• You show him memes and Vines and junk and you teach him about them and one day he just makes a reference but he's completely deadpan about it and you're laughing so hard you fall out of your chair because HOLY SHIT

• He grins a lil

• His alpha laughed at his joke🥺

• S c e n t i n g

• Todoroki loves smelling like you

• He'll steal your hoodies (the oversized ones you have anyway)

• OR he'll have you scent some of his things because he's gonna smell like you dammit

• also gives you a box of your things that he's scented and you dont even mind because Todo smells so good and it's gonna make him happy so hell yeah

• For him Scenting can either be really calming or erotic

• To wind down he'll sit on your bed and you'll be on his lap, scenting him and it just makes him feel so calm

• Will fall asleep

• When he gets really comfortable with kissing he'll be constantly pecking your lips and kissing the nape of your neck when no ones is paying attention

• Once while you were on the couch with Bakusquad, he was walking by with dekusquad to go out and do whatever nerd shit they do

• And he stopped where you were, moved your hair to the side and pressed a soft kiss to the back of your neck and then just. Walked away.

• needless to say you short circuited

• and he does that often

NSFW-

• I once read about Sub/Bottom Todoroki and

• I can't stop thinking about it bc it lowkey works so well

• I feel like he'd be a switch though

• Like somedays he want to be wrecked by his Alpha

• But sometimes he wants to see you squirming and breathless underneath him

• He'd probably prefer to sub/bottom tho

• As I said before scenting can either be really calm for him or it can be erotic and like an immediate turn on for him

• So when it is like sexy time, and you're scenting, this man doesnt stand a chance

• He's whimpering and he's so hard it hurts

• He's got his neck bared for you and his face is read

• It smells like pure sex in the room, its really strong and you both LOVE it

• One time he gets hit by a heat inducing quirk

• And you help him with that because it so much worse than regular heat and you can tell its hurting him

• And he smells so fucking good

• Before he really lost all sense he managed to put a collar on you you couldn't mark him, your Alpha wasn't pleased with that

• Anyway Todoroki gets fucked into the mattress repeatedly, mewling and crying out and he's so fucking pleased with your hips rutting into his

• he feels so full and his omega is fucking KEENING because if the attention he's getting

• You're either leaning over him or you've got your hands on his waist

• He's never been more thankful for the stretching you've made him do so he wouldn't pull muscles

• After a week of the two of you going MIA, the two of you timidly return to 1A

• At some point the teachers (and endeavor) had found out.

• But what were they going to do? You two weren't on school grounds, you weren't breaking any rules

• Endeavor sure as hell isn't going to interfere

• I feel like even Endeavor would understand the gravity of the situation and that the only way to help his son was let him and his Alpha take care of it

• and as long as he's not officially marked by the end of it, he doesn't care

• Shouto does, however, have a shit ton of hickies and scratches and bruises. Everytime he looks at them his omega keens again and he loves it

• Like, Hickies on his jawline. Hickies on his arm and the back of his neck, on his thighs and stomach

• Bruises on his wrists and hips and thighs

• Like all this shit is visible

• He reassured you after you apologized profusely for like 2 hours that it was FINE and he LIKED it

• His class had a fuckin stroke

• especially Deku

• Bakusquad is lowkey impressed bc holy fuck YOU did that???

• 'You seemed so Vanilla'

• Lmao sikeee

• Todoroki learned a lot about what he liked during that

• He likes having his hair pulled

• He likes being praised and told how good he is

• He likes being DENIED what he wants until he's BEGGING for it in short and broken gasps, moans, and sobs.

• He likes Sharp and rough sex followed by something sweet and slow

• He probably wouldnt be on board with being degraded really, which is fine bc I cant imagine anyone who would want to degrade this boy

• From then on you do tend to help him with heats they just dont last as long

• He really likes grinding

• Just like all forms of it

• Making out? He's going to have you grinding on him while you're sitting on his lap

• He's horny and you're busy? He'll ride your thigh while you're doing work on the computer

• He felt like Domming today? He's going to grind himself on you while he's still got pants on.

• Laying in bed? He'll hump and grind against your thigh while you smile and kiss him.

• He just really loves it

• /Thourougly/ enjoys foreplay

• one of his favorite parts about sex

• When he doms- he starts out a little nervous unless he's in a mood but he'll quickly fall into it

• His voice is just so suited for being a Dom like wtf

• He'll lean down and whisper in your ear

• 10/10 dirty talk

• Uses his body as sex appeal to make you squirm

• will cuff you

• Will tie you up

• He'll not let you touch until your like really close

• He likes to see you come undone underneath him

• He thinks you're so pretty when you've got drool dribbling down your chin with your eyes lidded and face red

• He thinks your moans are the best

• I don't see him as being particularly loud in bed until he's actually a mess

• so it starts off as quiet groans and silent moans but as it goes on he'll get louder

• in heat though he's VERY loud

• Let's say you're in the middle, it depends on what's happening

• Y'all have the perfect balance of absolute filth and it's never boring :)

[itstittycitybaby]

Let’s Go wlw! (Lin Beifong x fem! reader)

 A/N: I promise this story is more serious than the title makes it out to be lmao. Re watching LOK and seeing Lin and her character makes me go awooga. This is my first LOK fic and I hope you guys enjoy it!

Warnings: some sad thoughts but it gets fluffy!

The light hurt. Its rays blinded you as you fell. The warmth kissed your skin but it sunk its teeth and that’s when it burned. When you dreamt of flying, this wasn’t what you had in mind. A flightless bird soaring through the clouds was the idea. Hell, that’s what everyone thought right? Smoke flew after you; the tendrils leaving your pure white dress. Your hair was burnt as you fell from the sky. You wondered if this was a punishment. Fate and the gods had to be laughing as their angel plummeted to her death. It was a cruel way to die, but it’s what you deserved right?

Katara had tried to help recover your memories. Once you recovered from crashing into the water and almost drowning, you had been brought to her. Apparently the sky had opened up and spat you out. The white dress you wore had been scavenged and hung on the wall next to your hospital bed. It looked weightless; it was strapless and every time you walked it flowed after you. A symbol was embroidered on it. A symbol from the heavens. Though, you couldn’t remember a single thing. Just what was I sent here for?

The fire crackled around the group. Korra and her friends set marshmallows over sticks, cooking them with its flames. The flames felt familiar somehow. Tenzin and his family were there, too. Tonight was a celebration. Amon had escaped but at least the city was safe. For now, anyway. There was a bad feeling in your gut, one you couldn’t shake away. Chief Beifong sat next to you. She looked pleased as she sat there with the rest of you. Her bending was back again thanks to Korra. Chief Beifong wasn’t one to seem pleased let alone happy, but tonight she seemed contempt. The thought made you chuckle. Her gray brow raised in your direction almost as if she were prompting you to speak your mind. For once, she seemed at peace. With herself and the people around you. A vast difference from the first time you met her. 

“Who are you and what are you doing here?” The room you sat in was cold and dark. The table was metal and your wrists were cuffed to it. An older woman stood before you. Her hair was gray and her face strong. Her green eyes were cold as her gaze sharpened into you. There were two small scars on the side of her face. God, she was pretty. Next to her was a man. He was peculiar;a light blue arrow facing downward on his forehead and a brown pointy beard on his chin. He wore orange robes with a red looking shaw pinned over it. He was bald and at first glance looked pretty scary. But compared to the woman’s cold eyes and hard demeanor, there was a soft gaze in his eyes. Patience and kindness radiated from him. “I-I don’t know,” you sputtered, trying not to shrink away from her gaze. You felt like an animal being prodded and examined at. The woman sighed and her lips set into a frown. She seemed tired from the dark circles around her eyes and the paleness of her skin. You had the urge to reach out and touch her. The urge was strong but you didn’t understand. You didn’t know this woman. “I’ll ask again and one more time,” she hissed. You jumped as her palms slammed down onto the table. The woman’s green eyes turned into slits as she glared at you. “Who are you?” You weren’t sure how long you’d been in this dangy dark room. For the past few days you’d been in a hospital bed scared out of your mind. The looks of disgust and the distrustful glares sent your way hurt. Your eyesight started to go blurry. A tear fell from your eye and you sniffled. Lip quivered and the lump in your throat wanted to claw its way out. “Chief Beifong,” a voice said softly. The man beside her finally spoke. The woman’s gaze seemed to soften ever so slightly at your distress. Only for a second before her face turned blank. It was better than a death glare though. “I-I don’t know who I am,” you replied softly. “I’m sorry if I hurt anyone. I don’t remember anything at all. Just t-the light.” They stared at you. The man seemed more concerned while the woman mulled over your answer. “You’re not supposed to be here, are you?” The man’s voice was careful, almost like he was afraid you’d break. You shook your head. Your fists clenched and unclenched as you tried steading yourself. “I think I was supposed to die.”

You felt like an outcast. Tenzin had his family, Korra had Tenzin and her friends. Bolin had Mako and Mako had Asami. It was a circle of one big family, one you didn’t feel a part of. Tenzin tried to make you feel welcome as you worked to recover your memories. You could only gather bits and pieces but never the full picture. Everytime you tried you’d hear chanting and this big bright light. One time, you did see thousands of eyes all different shapes and sizes staring back at you. You woke up in Tenzin’s arms with light shooting out of your body. You stopped trying after that.

Bolin and the kids had sticky marshmallow pieces on their lips. Chief Beifong looked disgusted at the sight. You quietly giggled to yourself. A ghost of a smirk was on her lips at your amusement. Chief Beifong was known for being stern and harsh. Her cold demeanor had struck you at first. After the interrogation, you stayed out of her way. Though, she seemed softer with you than the others. Sure, she was still cold and distant but the little things Chief Beifong did for you didn’t go unnoticed. The soft gazes and the patience she held for you spoke louder. Even though she wasn’t chief anymore it still felt wrong to address her by her first name. You felt like you hadn’t earned it yet. Names have power, especially Chief Beifong’s. Being a respected figure and a good bender helped with the power she held. But it was the way she stayed strong throughout the bad and the good that made you admire her. Chief Beifong didn’t take shit from anybody, not even Tenzin. But, she still cared. She still cared about the city and its people. The past few months had been insane because of Amon but you and Chief Beifong’s relationship seemed stronger. “A budding friendship,” Tenzin remarked one night after the kids were asleep. It was raining that night; you couldn’t sleep from the visions of eyes peering down at you. The both of you shared a pot of tea. If it was a friendship, then what were these new feelings?

Everyone was asleep. The grass crunched softly underneath your sandals as you stood outside. Korra threw a concerned glance at you before she went to bed. You were always timid and well reserved, but she could tell there was something going on. You shook her off and gave her a reassuring smile before you snuck out. The grass felt soft as you sat in it. Your white dress pooled around you and the gold arm bracelets on both of your arms glimmered in the moon. The quiet night felt peaceful and comforting. The feelings you had for the older woman seemed to be getting stronger. Your heart fluttered and your tongue became tied every time you saw Chief Beifong. Sometimes the two of you would run into each other and have a morning chat. But lately, you have been avoiding her. She didn’t seem to care;if she did you knew she would’ve said something by now. “I take it you couldn’t sleep.” Speak of the devil. Chief Beifong stood behind you. She looked tired; the dark bags under her eyes were more prominent now. She wore a white tank top and some black harem pants. It was weird to see Chief Beifong in something so casual. “Something like that,” you replied, softly. The grass spot beside you flattened as she sat down next to you. The pace of your heart quickened. She was sitting so close that her warmth radiated off of her. “Are you alright, Chief Beifong?” She scoffed, “How many times do I have to tell you? Call me Lin.” You froze; she sounded annoyed with you. Dread tore at your gut at the thought of her being upset with you. “Sorry L-lin,” you whispered, eyes down trying to avert her gaze. The woman beside you let out a sigh. “It’s alright. I shouldn’t have sounded so harsh.” Looking up at her, you tilted your head.

 The sight made your heart flutter. The moon’s soft ray’s shone lightly on her skin. Her green eyes twinkled as she sat there. You began to love the moon and its presence more than the sun and under it, Lin looked beautiful. Her eyes moved to the corner of her eye. Your cheeks flushed once she caught you staring. The corner of Lin’s lips quivered a bit, almost as if she were fighting a smile. “It’s alright,” you replied softly. Your hands were folded into your lap. Lin thought the dress always looked great on you but now did you look like an angel. It billowed and laid around you as you kneeled there. “I’m sorry if I offended you, Ch-, Lin,” you said sternly, correcting yourself. “It wasn’t my intention. I felt like I hadn’t earned the sentiment of calling you by your first name.” Lin’s brow arched, out of interest of surprise, she didn’t know. After everything the both of you and the rest of the group had been through, she had thought you knew. You were always soft spoken and rather timid, but she realized now you felt like an outcast. Even with Tenzin, who treated you like his own daughter. Lin had always appreciated your soft nature and your respect to everyone around you. But now, Lin finally understood. You felt just like her. An outcast, the black sheep.“Don’t apologize,” Lin said after collecting your thoughts, “You meant no harm. I appreciate the thought.” Your heart warmed at her words. Lin was a strong woman. She was confrontational which scared the shit out of you but you also admired her for her bravery. Her courage to protect those she cared about. Even now Lin still cared about Tenzin and his family after they split up. The tips of your brows furrowed in irritation and a surge of anger spread through you. The snide looks and sometimes remarks Pema gave Lin had always stood out to you. Lin seemed to brush them off with a stone cold look but you wondered if even she had her breaking points. Even shields break.

“Can I ask you something,” Lin asked as the two of you stared at the moon together. Normally people didn’t come to you for advice or ask anything personal about you but you agreed nonetheless. You were a bit surprised, in fact. “Every time someone asks about your past or the things that you know you dodge the question. You isolate yourself from the rest of the group and put everyone’s weight on your shoulders. Why?” Silence. Lin watched you from her peripheral view. Your brows furrowed together as you mulled over her question. Why? “I’m not sure,” you whispered. The sadness and the loss you felt was evident in your tone. “I don’t know who I am. I still don’t. I have hints and clues but...they’re not a solid answer.” Lin hummed, “So you’ve given up?” Her questions were ones you asked yourself. They taunted you at every corner and their laughter was loud. Sometimes it was too much. The silence. It felt like you had sunken into the depths of the cold water around Republic city again. Every answer tried to scream at you but they were muffled by the water. The slowness of it all made you tired as you tried dragging yourself out of it. “In a way I suppose. Last time I tried I almost hurt Tenzin,” you muttered. “After that I didn’t feel useful anymore. I can’t do anything but put up a force field. The least I can do is try to take on the weight others can’t carry.” 

Your brightness reminded Lin of an angel. Even with her harshness and her steel cutting words you always treated her kindly. An angel sent from heaven. She looked over when she heard you steady yourself from the ground. The tall and strong stance you held never wavered. “It was nice talking to you Lin,” you smiled softly at her. “I hope you can rest soon.” The underlying message made Lin feel calm. Even if she wasn’t strong enough to pull herself out of the powerful tides of her mind you’d be there watching over her. Just like a guardian angel. The thought made her chuckle. Her eyes widened at the soft feeling of your lips on her cheek. Lin’s pale cheeks turned pink and her heart pounded wildly. You smelt like roses and your hand was soft as you steadied yourself on her shoulder. A wave of disappointment washed over her once your soft lips pulled away from her cold cheek. The loving warmth you gave left her quickly and the cold swept over her instead. As quickly as you came, all your warmth left with it. She was up on her feet quickly. Before she could stop herself, her hands encircled your wrist. Lin’s hand tugged, making your figure turn to her. The concern in your eyes wavered as you looked into her strong gaze. The vulnerability in them was bare. You liked her. God, how did she not notice. Lin was sharp and observant but for some reason you fell through the cracks. You had hidden yourself from her view; the shadows of your affections were clever. They hid will and stayed that way. You shifted your feet at her stare. She snapped out of it and pulled you to her. The tips of your ears and cheeks burned red as her chest brushed against yours. Lin felt something she didn’t think she’d feel again. A want, the need to be surrounded by your presence. She ached for your comfort and your love. She wanted you. 

You gulped nervously. Lin’s piercing green eyes searched for something. But what was she searching for? Weren’t your intentions obvious? A little squeak left your lips as her pink ones touched yours. A huff of laughter escaped her lips. Lin was soft; her hands calloused from years of work and bending. You liked them. They were a bit tough but still soft like her. Your eyes fluttered shut as you placed her hands on your shoulder lightly. Lin’s hands were gentle as they cradled your face. Both of your hearts were pounding fast. You sighed, allowing Lin to swipe her tongue gently across yours. A soft smack left both of your lips once she pulled away. Lin smelt like leather and earth. You couldn’t get enough of it.

Lin pulled away quickly. You swallowed nervously and your heart sank. Did I do something wrong? As if reading your thoughts, Lin reached her hand to stroke your cheek. Her thumb brushed across it gently. You nuzzled her palm and gave it a soft kiss. She hummed. “Make sure to be ready by nine,” Lin said, a rare smile gracing her lips. Your brows furrowed, confusion evident on your face. “Do we have a mission?” She chuckled, “No we don’t. Tomorrow I’m taking you out to breakfast.” You lit up, a grin stretched across your face. “Alright,” you responded enthusiastically. Lin laughed, intertwining her hand with yours. Things started to look better. Finally, she had you.

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JSHK MANGA CHAPTER 49

Rereading Number 4's arc I found this little detail that at first I didn't recognize at all or didn't take it seriously (cause again at first sight didn't pay too much attention...) But anyway, look at these panels really closely:

Pretty normal to this point? Right. This is for manga readers, but don't worry, in this part Nene was trying to get outside of the canvas of Number 4 (Aka Ghost Shijima Mei). The only way of escape seems to kill Amane (Aka Hanako kun) and Mitsuba. Because they are the protagonists of this paint, the ones who made the wish. Kou by himself tries to find his own way with Mitsuba and in the other hand, Nene tries to... run away with Hanako. (All 4 have the same and only brain cell.) (AND WHERE IS TERU IN THIS F*CKING ARC? GOD APPEAR FOR YOUR BROTHER, YOU BITC...)

At this point, Number 4 is appearing in everyone's faces. In every place. It doesn't matter how much Yashiro tries to run or to hide. Mei has made it clear that there is no escape from her canvas. Amane/Hanako accompanies Yashiro everywhere to a moment she understand all of this. Hanako/Amane lies to Yashiro, he said he didn't see anything like that. (Just to protect her of course, in his moron way to be...) And then he starts with this monologue in a (really Hanako way) misteryous way. And in the end of this scene, we have this:

Yes, THAT happened. A paint brush makes his appearence. I might say, the real Shijima Mei saw that. So his soul appeared as the thing she loved to use more, the thing that creates, the brush. She saw her thoughts being reflected in Amane's speech about stoping time, about just living this moment, about just living a lie. "Don't you think it would be good if tomorrow just didn't come?"

That hits hard for a person that... only wanted to live so much. But she couldn't. Is actually her own torture. Her own thinking. Always painting the lie, always wanting to live, always wishing for another day more to keep living like she wanted to. (That's why Tsukasa get in her way.) She had to do something at that point, to stop that, so people don't repeat her own fears (God, I love this manga!) even if that one is number 7, the most scary of the misteries (ha!).

The brush show to both of them, that it is reliable, that they can trust it, until Hanako-kun breaks it to... pieces. And he did the same thing to Yashiro to make her sleeps so she keep quiet and don't go too far again. The same thing his brother did in previous chapters (Aka Mirror Hell arc) Seriously Amane, your Tsukasa is showing.

And with everything said, let's go to the important stuff. The paint brush appeared in front of them and in the process it paints Hanako's face two times. The first time is to make fun of him for saying those... depressing words, pretty normal. But the second one, oh the second one. AidaIro are really famous for doing this kind of things. In every chapter they left a clue that at first sight you may not pay attention because it may seem not important at all. But when you are reading the manga, and come back to read it again, you can see they predict the future of the manga ALL THE TIME. Just as I said in other post with chapter 23, they predict what was going to happen (in like 30 chapters after) in a funny way so you just read it without giving it too much attention. (They are good players...)

The second time the paint brush plays with Hanako's face, it writes something in it (Mei knows some good sh*t here... Maybe all of the old misteries know. Why Tsuchigomori, the one who knows everything that had happened here... doesn't say anything? or do anything? He should appear more, god) and that something is the word BURAKON. This will also make clear the "Antares theory" of this manga that Italiantea* had said before. It also happens in this arc too, like 3 chapters before of it. Scorpius can only be seen in July 7th, the day of Tanabata, the day were Yashiro and Little Amane met...

I think is interesting how Amane keeps repeating his own plan "I'm not going anywhere". And everytime he say it the f*cking moon is on his back. His twin, is on his back. He is not going anywhere because his brother is no more... there?

Why? Is because he is no one without his brother? He can't shine? He can't exist without him? That might be the reason he died in the first place? What is sure is that both of them need to be together. Maybe we will have the answer soon (and then for sure I'll write another long post...).

Oh and btw, the similarities between the brothers of this manga? And by that I mean the Yugi twins and the Minamoto brothers. Amane/Teru. One is older, calm, pretty good at everything he tries to do, reliable in every matter, seems sweet but is actually a psycho... (okay well, maybe only when they are angry, but they are.)

And the other one, (Tsukasa/Kou) small, left behind, a shadow of his brother, not that smart, want his brother to recognize him, childlish but actually brave and dangerous when the situation requires them. (They have the same fangs c'mon!)

God, the brother issues are so strong in this manga...

I'll leave the definition of "Burakon" here, so make your own conclusions.

And thank you for reading!

ブラコン

Burakon Definition NOUN (COMMON) (FUTSUUMEISHI)

Brother complex Unnatural and excesive attachment to one's brother

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Ateez Reaction to another/other member/members playing around and accidentally hurting you

warnings: strong language, alcohol, mean behavior, breaking the law

a/n: anon‘ie, I hope it turned out ok ✨

▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ kim hong joong ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂

It wasn’t like that you couldn’t have fun with Hong Joong but you really enjoyed the company of his friends. They could be described as a bundle of joy and - well - chaos? As your boyfriend appreciated cozy dates with you he often wasn’t fond of the idea that the boys come over for a fun night - or as it often turned out a with lot of alcohol and random girls.

The party was at its best time when you and Woo Young decided to make a challenge who could drink the most shots. After you won, leaving a sulking Woo Young behind who was quickly accompanied by a pretty blonde, you stumbled outside into the garden. You saw Hong Joong next to the pool with some other friends laughing and talking.

„Joongie!“

Oh, your sight was really blurred and before you could call him again you tripped over something and crashed your head slightly against a plant pot only thinking about who the fuck would position it here before blacking out.

„Y/N? Does it hurt?“ You open your eyes taking in the surroundings and realizing everyone was gone by now except of your boyfriend, Woo Young, Seong Hwa and Yeo Sang. Hong Joong is leaning over your form on the couch petting your head with a cold material and watching you with a very concerned look.

„Ouch, yes... What happened?“

„You tripped over the cat.“

„Oh... God is she okay?“

„Yes, she was just a little bit shocked. You don’t have to apologize because it’s Woo Young‘s fault in the first place!“

„Listen, I am really sorry!“

„You guys always say that! Just stop - everytime you’re here something happens to her and it’s often related to alcohol!“

„Hong Joong, I am sorry.“

„Just go home... I am taking care of her but I can promise you this was one of the last parties for the next time.“ After they left you cuddle into Hong Joong‘s side on the couch while he puts a blanket over the two of you.

„It’s not his fault... I mean it was my decision.“

„I know but you’re hurt. I am going to lecture you later - now, let’s sleep.“

▂▂▂▂▂▂ park seong hwa ▂▂▂▂▂▂

Seong Hwa loved you and the boys but he often acted like you were a little girl so you liked to tease him by playing and fighting with his friends.

The reactions you got out if him were hilarious because the others often crackled when he told you something in a dad like voice.

„Don’t, Y/N! That could be dangerous.“

„I would never allow you to go home at night alone.“

„Give me the knife you could cut yourself baby.“

„Boys watch out she’s a girl!“

And the last one’s a term he used quite a lot but the boys were indeed not always paying attention to you being a girl.

Again you were chasing San around the garden after he decided to splash you with water from the pool while you were sun bathing.

„Choi San!“ He just giggled and managed to slip out of your hands everytime you were close to catching him. San ran around the house one time and with a swift salto he jumped into the pool followed by you closely.

You grabbed him by the neck but he was a lot stronger than you ending with you being pushed into the water many times. Suddenly you feel someone dragging San away from you and taking you out of the pool. After a few coughs you see Seong Hwa‘s black wet strands falling into his face in front of you. He lays you down on one of the outside furniture and turns to San who gets out, too.

„If you do that again I will be the next one chasing after you.“

With a last look that could kill he grabs a towel and carefully rubs your body dry.

▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ jeong yun ho ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂

Yun Ho wasn’t like one of those overprotective boyfriends that constantly looked out for their girlfriend. When you were with him and the boys he believed them to be something like brothers that would protect you and they usually did so.

Of course the sibling like relationship you shared with his friends could result into them treating you not like Yun Ho‘s girlfriend but more like some brother.

One evening all of you decided to have a play night with board games and some drinking. You ended with the game king’s cup and as Yun Ho knew Yeo Sang liked to tease you a lot he managed to notice Yeo Sang cheating at one point. He didn’t mind it much but when it resulted into you losing the game so you would have to drink the cup he was actually worried.

Jong Ho had poured tequila into the king‘s cup earlier and he knew that wouldn’t go well with you at all. A frown found its place in your face when the cup neared your lips and before you could drink it he stopped you.

„What?“

„You don’t have to drink this...“

„But I lost the game?“

„What’s wrong Yun Ho? She lost so don’t try to protect her now!“ Yeo Sang grinned mischievously at the older boy.

„He’s right. Those are the rules. Come on Y/N, don’t be a bitch now.“

„Yeo Sang, you cheated earlier so for that you should be the one drinking this shit. Anyways, stop calling Y/N something like that. You should have some manners guys...“

Everyone went silent at his words and you felt a a little bit ashamed because of how he had to defend you - but he was right, and it wasn’t the first time his friends acted like that.

„Sorry, guess we should be more considerate...“

▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ kang yeo sang ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂

„You know what? I think I found Y/N.“ Yun Ho gives Yeo Sang a sign to look behind the tree and before he is able to grab you you jump away and run away from the two other camp leaders with full speed.

„Yeo Sang come on!“

The three of you met at this camp the first time for a summer job. Despite having fun with the kids and planning on all the things you’re doing with them Yeo Sang also enjoyed your presence very much, some of the children already asking him if you two were dating or something. He definitely saw your blush that evening at the fire sight and his heart didn’t stop bumping quicker at the thought.

Yeo Sang ran after Yun Ho through the woods and suddenly when he doesn’t saw him anymore he hears you cussing out loud. He panics seeing Yun Ho on top of you looking like crashing you with his weight.

„Get off her! Yun Ho you’re too heavy!“

„Ohhhh, shit, you’re right.“ Y/N breathes in again when the tall boy stands up and helps you in the process, too.

„Well, you got me... I wouldn’t have imagined to get attacked by a wild Yun Ho but guess that’s a first!“

„Are you ok?“ Yeo Sang eyes you with a frown and you hum at him happily. You take the lead to the camp with the boys in the back.

„Yun Ho, next time don’t attack someone like that...“ He whispers to the other boy.

„Yes, I guess I was just really excited - but, I think we’ve won against the girls!“

Yeo Sang rolls his eyes at him but lets out a little chuckle in the process, too. He watches your back and how your hair moves with your walking. His eyes begin to shine when you turn around and give him a small smile. What’s this warm feeling?

▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ choi san ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂

„Jong Ho?! What the hell could make you think this would be a good idea! I bet you would never try this with your own girlfriend!“

„Shit, I didn’t know Y/N was so weak - “

„What did you just say?! Choi Jong Ho I swear you cheated and pushed your hand down too early!“

San suddenly went quiet eyeing you next to him in the car. He was driving you to the hospital while Jong Ho sat behind in the back sulking since he nearly crashed your hand. Of course he knew the maknae didn’t want to hurt you in any way but now you’re in pain and San is worrying so much about you.

Jong Ho and you continue to argue and he realizes that you definitely would beat his ass if you could right now. Leaving San to think that he don’t really need to defend you or lecture Jong Ho, because - you were actually a little bit scary by now.

What their kids would have to await in the future?

▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ song min gi ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂

Y/N Y/L/N, the girl Song Min Gi had a huge crush on since elementary school but never told anyone. Now in college he decided to finally try his luck and get closer to you and that actually went well. First, at least.

If it wasn’t for the one day he took you to a party with him where one of his best friends Kim Hong Joong eyed you up. He knew that look on his friend’s face but he thought you wouldn’t fell for him and knew about his reputation.

But of course it turned out the other way. Hong Joong didn’t know Min Gi was serious about you and decided to hang out with you a little bit but when you turned him down realizing he only met you for one purpose you stood in front of Min Gi‘s door with wet clothes from the rain and tears that mixed up with it.

Min Gi took you to his bed after telling you over and over again that you weren’t dumb and not a cheap girl. The words he couldn’t spoke consisting of thinking how special and lovingly you were...

„Why did you do that?“

„Bro, what ya talking about?“

„Why her?“

„You - you mean Y/N? What a failure tonight!“

„Hong Joong, I really like her.“

„Oh man, I didn’t know... I am really sorry if I knew I would’ve go for a different one ton - “

„Joong, just stop playing around and hurting girls.“

He ends the call and turns around to see you cuddled into his blankets. A smile forms in his face and he makes his way to the couch sleeping peacefully tonight knowing you’re here in his room and not in Hong Joong‘s bed.

▂▂▂▂▂▂ jung woo young ▂▂▂▂▂▂

„You did fucking what?! Min Gi are you insane? What if something worse happened?“

„I - I didn’t know she was afraid. I thought she would have fun - “

„Gosh, just don’t do it again. Luckily only her hand is hurting but what if she would have smacked her head or something?“

„It was a dumb idea I am so sorry... Please tell her that! I won’t ever get her into trouble again!“

With on last disappointed look Woo Young closed the door and emerged the stairs to get to your room. There you laid in your bed soft snores leaving your sleeping form. Woo Young sat down and started to caress your H/C looks while examining your hurt wrist.

He would definitely not let you go with Min Gi on a shopping tour again. When the police tried to stop the car because of the loud music blasting out from it Min Gi decided to kick the gas and put on a show for you.

First it was fun and exciting and you actually managed to get away from them - but only to get off the road and stop into a full drift where your wrist was thrown against the car door. You went into something like a shock state so now of course Woo Young was beyond angry...

▂▂▂▂▂▂▂ choi jong ho ▂▂▂▂▂▂▂

„Is everyone ready? Then let’s start!“

A sunny day and you, Jong Ho and some friends booked the soccer field to celebrate the start of the summer vacation. Later that day you would have a barbecue but before you decided to have a competition.

The game was funny - many of you couldn’t really play and often had to pause the game for a round of laughing. In the last 15 minutes your team was behind the other one and you suddenly found yourself in a one on one battle with Seong Hwa.

Your skills were better but Seong Hwa was so engulfed in the game that he decided to give you a little push that accidentally resulted into you falling down very hardly.

Seong Hwa managed to kick the ball into the goal leaving you on the ground holding your ankle and pressing the threatening tears away. Jong Ho runs to you immediately and calls for someone to get an ice pack.

„Can you walk?“ He helps you to get up a little bit but your leg hurts too much when putting on pressure so he lifts you up and takes you bridal style to one of the benches at the site.

Seong Hwa soon realizes he might have pushed you a little bit too much and quickly makes his way over to you.

„Shit, are you ok?“

„That was a foul hyung and why would you push her so hard? She’s at least one head smaller than you...“

„You’re right... It wasn’t ok. Can I help you or something at least?“ Seong Hwa shoots the younger one an ashamed look and Jong Ho rolls with his eyes.

„How about you make the dishes after the barbecue?“ Jong Ho‘s suggestion causes a giggle out of your mouth.

„If it makes Y/N happy I of course will do so.“

„Karma, Seong Hwa.“ He sticks out his tongue at you and mirrors your smile.

[zenosanalytic]

Harrow the Ninth: Wordplay and Implication

So I started reading Harrow the Ninth last night(haven’t gotten far; I’m only on page 47), but some interesting stuff cropped up I wanted to yack about. Explaining it requires some Serious Spoilers tho, so don’t read past this point if you haven’t reader further than me and are also avoiding ...spoilers... X|

Ok so: Harrow is obvsl going through some Things. To begin with she seems to be having some manner of psychological break exacerbated by(possible caused by) the Lyctor transformation? A huge part of it is obvsl grief over Gideon -she seems to be avoiding any memory or thought of her and this mental block seems to be impacting her ability to access Gideon’s soul and thus her full Lyctor capabilities- but she’s also overwhelmed by her new senses and her inability to feel physical pain, and a bit unstuck in time? Some of that just might be her grief-driven illness, but so far there’s been some jumping around in the timeline/her memories so it’s possible this is also a side-effect of the Lyctor transformation and existing on both sides of life and death.

Anyway, there’s some nifty wordplay associated with all of this :>

the first one is in an edited memory, and it’s right at the start of it, in the chapter-title for said memory: “Parodos”.

Now most obvsl, that looks&sounds allot like “parody” and, while they aren’t directly related, the connection btwn the two is STILL intriguing: “parody” comes from para(side/beside/parallel) and oide(song), in the sense of a comical/mocking “parallel” to another song; parodos literally means entrance, though specifically it’s the name of a SIDE-entrance in greek theater-design which gave actors access to the stage, or the chorus access to the orchestra, BUT ALSO it was the name of the song(oide) the chorus sung upon first entering the play, coming after the prologue. The connection to an actual side-entrance makes me suspect the “par-” phoneme is from “para”, but I can’t find a constituent breakdown of “parodos” so it’ll have to remain a suspicion :T

Regardless: it is, in the manner of a proper parodos(even IF Harrow, here, is her own Chorus; this is a 3rd person perspective section), seeming to introduce us to the central conflict of the tale; Harrow is censoring Gideon from her mind, altering her perceptions and capacities in response to her grief, struggling with feelings that she is LOSING her mind(associated with, possibly embodied by, her “hallucinations” of The Body[1]), and clinging to this expression of control as a life-raft among all this trauma. At one point The Body even appears in this memory just to tell her it didn’t happen like this which “gave Harrow a curious strength”.

IntriguinglyER(and this is more of a stretch and idk if Muir really intended this implication) parodos is often popularly confused with/assumed to be related to “parados” which is a fortification embankment built to protect the rear of a military position(it’s basically the backside equivalent of parapet. Parapet=forward, parados=behind). What makes this intriguinger to me(aside from the fun of a FALSE pun for a FALSE memory :p), is that the false memory is part of Harrow’s mental DEFENSES, and in it she asks Ortus Nigenad to PROTECT her by keeping the secret that she is “insane” because, since opening the Locked Tomb and seeing the girl trapped there, she’s been experiencing full-spectrum sensory hallucinations of said girl(ie: seeing her, speaking with her, feeling The Body[the girl] touch her, the whole hog, etc etc). I feel like this is MOSTLY symbolic though, and the REAL secret she’s asking him to protect her from is Gideon’s death(and her “consumption” there of; since becoming a Lyctor The Body has had Gideon’s amber-colored eyes). Of course there’s another aspect to this and one of two OTHER potential secrets; Gideon’s body wasn’t recovered from Canaan House, Harrow does not seem to be in “possession” of her soul(though she does have SOME aspects of Lyctor abilities, so perhaps it’s partial or a connection?); so

it’s possible the SECRET Harrow is actl using Ortus to protect is that Gideon isn’t dead, that they healed her after defeating Cytherea and somehow undid the Lyctor process. OR

They’re keeping Gideon’s existence a secret for some reason

Now I think these are a bit out there theorywise because, while I’m not far into the book, I’m fairly certain that it’s only Harrow who is thinking Nigenad was her cavalier at this point. I mean: the Emperor would have spoken to Ianthe, and there’s no reason why she’d keep Gideon’s existence secret(also everytime the Emperor says Ortus Nigenad it’s attached to a description of his mouth moving oddly, so I’m fairly certain he’s actl saying Gideon Nav and her brain’s editing it to Ortus Nigenad to spare her facing Gideon’s death). Also and SUPER tellingly there’s this passage:

The Resurrecting King took on the expression of a man working out a very difficult and emotionally taxing anagram. He said, “Ortus,” again, but the bile was sputtering up into your throat...”

Now that just seems like an INVITATION to see what Ortus Nigenad can be an anagram of, doesn’t it? And, INCREDIBLY OBVIOUSLY it’s a partial anagram:

Ortus Nigenad

Gideon

Of Gideon’s name. Partial, because it doesn’t include “Nav”, and also there are these left-over letters

rtusna

Hmmm... What can THAT be an anagram of?

rtusna

Saturn

Well flog me with a spoon! I have NO IDEA what this, GIDEON SATURN, could POSSIBLY mean in the context of this convo or of the larger story(also: maybe this anagrams to other words? I honestly didn’t try too hard after this very obvs one. AtRSun??? Taurns?? OF COURSE Harrow would play Horde if she played WoW, but I’d imagine she’d’ve been a Forsaken Warlock, or Orc one at the very least :p), but that we have a character’s name being called an anagram by the narration and then that character’s name turns out to BE AN ANAGRAM of the first book’s, now(mysteriously[2]?) absent, protagonist plus the planet Saturn[3], seems an awful coincidence. Of course that doesn’t mean it ISN’T a Coincidence, nor that it means anything in relation to the story even if it IS intentional; it could be meant to throw off theorycrafters, or just as something Muir thought would be fun to do(making Gideon Nav, “the greatest cav the Ninth ever produced”, a near-anagram with Ortus Nigenad, one of it’s worst). Of course, it could also be a hint to Gideon’s origins, or where she/her body is now. For what it’s worth, I seem to recall the big contenders for her origins were Third through Fifth House, and those seem to be the most likely to be the Gas Giants&GG Moons(Third’s the wealth-house, and there’s probably more concentrated resources in Jupiter and Saturn than on any other planet in the solar system. And, for whateverMORE it’s worth, Saturn WAS the Roman god of wealth&the harvest. If Mars’s ...Martial[X| X|]... associations are a firm enough basis for its guess in the order, then why not Planet Fucking Saturn? Of course the trident theme suggests Neptune, but why in the cosmos would THAT be the third colonized planet in the system? Makes no damn sense |:T |:T).

The last thing(two things?) that I wanted to bring up, though it’s not really related to any of the above, is Alecto, the name for the next book. Presumably, this is The Body/The Girl. Alecto means “Implacable/Unceasing Anger”, and it is the name of one of the Erinyes; the Furies; the goddesses and purveyors of Vengeance. The Furies, according to Hesiod, were born from the blood of Ouranos spilled when Kronos castrated him. Interestingly, the way Necromancy works in this universe(as explained in these early pages) is that the Cohort “breaches” a planet, after which point its “thalergy”(life energy; presumably metabolism-produced energy since necros aren’t snacking on ambient heat&light) begins converting to “thanergy”(death energy, tho it’d be more precise to call it the energy generated by the detachment of a soul from a body), which Necros can use to do Necromancy. The microbiology within a planet’s soil can similarly be drained, as can the animals and plants, and the process of “breaching” allows Necros to draw on the thalery/thanergy of all of these. So Necromancy is a metaphor for environmental/planetary destruction&exploitation. Kronos is a harvest-god(his name is obscure, but probably means something like “the cutter” or “the striker”); Ouranos is the sky(probably a raingod with a name related, hilariously, to the verb for “to piss” :p :p), but at the same time still a planetary deity. Coincidentally, the primary antagonists so far in the book are “Resurrection Beasts” which seem to have been created by The Emperor Necrotising the Nine planets of Dominicus, and who have been pursuing him and his Lyctors to destroy them for this/for becoming Lyctors(Lyctordom is legit called “the indelible sin” by the Emperor himself) ever since. Sounds allot like the Furies, doesn’t it?

In this context, the Kronos Ouranos myth can be read as a story of planetary exploitation/injury(caution: I am NOT saying that’s the intended meaning of the myth originally, just that it is a possible application of it as a lens of analysis[it being referenced by the series through Alecto] to this story), and THAT suggests that Alecto, the Fury, may have been associated with this initial Necrotization(The Resurrection/Nine Resurrections, which SEEMS given what little I’ve read so far to be what they call the initial Necrotization of the Nine planets of the Sol System? Though maybe they were already Necrotized&all used up, and the Emperor revitalized them somehow?? I’m not sure yet), may be something instanced to stop it, or may be a “Resurrection Beast” herself; perhaps the initial form they took before 10k years of thwarted rage pushed them to become more monstrous. Alternately, I wonder if Alecto might be a manifestation or servant of Death? There’s a repeated focus on the Emperor having “defeated” Death, and The Body in the Locked Tomb is repeatedly referred to as a foe he defeated once but could not defeat again, so there are good reasons to disregard all the mythological trappings and focus on the clearer, less metatextual possibility.

Of course: it’s probably none of this and I’m just spinning Fantasy wholecloth from between my entirely metaphorical ears :p :p :p

[1]The Body is The Girl in the Locked Tomb which Harrow fell in love with. I’ll get to why this is relevant very soon after this footnote

[2]I mean we watched her force Harrow into Lyctorship by killing herself, so I’m still more convinced this is all trauma response. Her corpse IS MISSING, but that doesn’t mean she isn’t super-dead. Though: Camilla and Palamedes DID have a contingency, and Gideon DID wink at Harrow post-Lyctoring, and it was ambiguous if this was her impaled body or her spirit/hallucination doing the winking, so I can see ppl running with this theorywise...

[3]which is one of the Houses, obvsl(or at least it’s moons), though I’m only really confident on Sixth House(Mercury), Ninth House(Pluto), and 2nd House(Mars) at the moment. Seventh House is PROBABLY Venus, giving all its connections to poison, wasting disease, and Aphrodite(Cytherea is another name of the goddess), but that’s all just thematic suggestion. Oh also, I figured I should throw this in here given the large digression on Kronos and Uoranos, Kronos is Saturn’s Greek equivalent(or at least, the Romans considered him so).

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Does my muse trust yours? “Difinitive not when he is in my kitchen, no. And also not when it comes to taking care of himself in the manner that he is nourished enough and not just lives off kriffing fast food.”, Ziv grinned, showing her as sharp as razors teeth in all their glory: “But as long as the cub stays away from ever trying too cook something for me and continues to proof to me that he is living healthy even when it is just out of spite and annoyance towards sweet ittle me, I do trust him very much.Hes my little- baby-cub-brother after all. Yes I will call him that to his face without a kriffing ounce of shame.”

Does my muse dislike yours? Ziv narrowed her eyes to thin slits and flicked up a ear as if she was a confused loth-cat: “ I do not think that you heard me when I called him my little- baby-cub-brother.” She shaked her head with a huff and added: “Of course I do like him, but I also kriffing despise him everytime he goes on headbutting a kriffing squadron of stormtroopers on his krififng own, then I kriffing hate his flat ass.”

Would my muse kill someone for yours? “No.”, the young woman crossed her arms before her chest like a shield: “Don´t get me wrong, I love that boy and I will protect him. With my kriffing life if I have to, but I will not kill another person. ” There was a memory  knocking at the back of her mind where she had hidden it like a dirty secret, where it was not hidden but lurked like a animal ready to jump at her throat whenever Ziv was for once not attantive and on guard. Automatically the young woman touched her throat -she had problems swallowing and for a second just a second, just a little second, it was hard to breath: “I had already killed enough people.”

Would my muse kill your muse? “Kriffing Kriff-”,Ziv let go of a long groan that almost soudned like a frustrated scream and she rolled her eyes in annoyance: “Why would I ever want to kill another person? Like fro Kriffs sake, whats wrong with you to think that I would ever want to hurt another person?!”

Would my muse save yours? "Been there, done that, have the kriffing T-Shirt with the letters ‘I saved Cal Kestis when he was a kriffing stupid pup and got himself injured’.”, Ziv put her paws on her small hips, huffing: “Which means, yeh, I would save him even when he would not be my little brother-pup. Its my kriffing job to help people and Cal can trust me that I will always be there to save him if he is in need of saving.”

Does my muse find your muse attractive? "Yeh, of course I find him attractive, I am shortsighted but I am not kriffing blind! He’s a kriffing sweet pup.”, Ziv rolled her eyes, huffing: “Thats soley thanked to me having a thing for red hair because of my kriffing daddy-issues, but if I wouldn´t have those daddy-issues than half of the Galaxy would be very sad to never get me between their sheets, and it would be horrible to disappoint this part of the galaxy, so who am I to not indulge in those daddy-issues; huh?”

Is my muse disgusted by yours? Ziv hasty bit the inside of her cheek to not stop laughing, still she could not stop  a snort escaping her: ”Oh, yes! Everytime he eats Naboo-Onions he starts farting like a kriffing Nerf and while he is as sweet as a pup, its like a kriffing imperial chemical weapon that went off and BOOM! I am dead!”, she lay a paw on her chest, overly dramatically sighing: “ Goodbye sweet Life, I am slayn by the digestive system of a kriffing teenager! Oh the pain! oh the kriffing agony!”

would my muse go on a date with your muse?   “I will get the pup on a date and we will eat kriffing milkshakes and kriffing fatty food until we can roll back home, for kriffs sake!”, Ziv said with iron determination and slammed her small fist on the table to make her point. There was a second in which the young woman was just thinking for a moment before she looked up, her ears pinned back like a weary animal: “...I think its this kind of thing why we do not go out into public together, is it pup?” She huffed, putting her small paws akimbo: “Anyway, as long as in the next ten seconds not the Alien of my life is walking through my door, he better grabs his thickest poncho so we can get out to get icecream, some fatty fatty FATTY fastfood and awesome drinks to get back home and have a night of kriffing epic Holovids!”

would my muse kiss yours?   "Yeh, of course I would. Have done so a lot of kriffing times and will do so a lot of time in the future.” Ziv laughed quietly, her left ear flicking happily so much it made her earpiercings cling like windchimes. The quiet laughter turned in a loud chuckle the second she remembered every grimace Cal was able to pull and it needed all the young womans willpower to not start shrieking in laughing. Hasty she bit her lip to stop herself, laughing tears rising in her eyes: “Especially I love to give him a peck on the forehead and he starts squirming like a little loth-kitten because he ‘is not a kriffing child’! Its so kriffing hilarious and precious, kriffing Force, I love it, ha!”

would my muse betray yours? “Nah.”,  Ziv crossed her arms before her chest like a shield, her ears pinned back as if she was a animal ready to forget  barking and start biting: “I know its hard to imagine, but I do not betray people who need my help and especially not my friends. Can you kriffing imagine, there are still people who follow a kriffing moral code.”  

my muse’s favorite thing about yours is ____ “Ah, thats simple-”, the young woman smiled and tapped a claw against her lip thoughtfully:  “- he is a kind man, good-natured, selfless and full of compassion for others. Those are good features to have and I really hope he will stay this soft of a character as long as possible.”, the smile became a baring of teeth, her voice turning into a low snarl as her sharp canines shimmered like small daggers whens he pulled up her lips: “Otherwise, whoever uses that compassion of him to hurt him, I will break every single of their kriffing bones. That is a kriffing promise.”

the thing my muse dislikes about yours is_____ "Oh thats kriffing easy, let me quote-”, pelt bristled like from electricity Ziv bared her teeth in a deep, low growl:  “ ‘Its not that bad’ and ‘I am fine, don´t worry’ and ‘ I do not need help’ and ‘ Nah, I am fine’ for Kriffing Kriffs sake, pup! You are not a one man army and also you are a kriffing pup and not a kriffing Jedi-Master, so fighting things on your own is something you do not have to do and will not have to do because there are a lot of peple who want to help you so stop beieng a kriffing bantha-head and let yourself be kriffing helped! Next time you pull such a kriffery I will kick you when you are down!”, she huffed, sharp canines bared: “No, I would not do that, but the thought is very kriffing entertaining.” [ @kyberllcore ]

[sohin-ace]

Joseph - Accent

This is cross-posted from Wattpad and available on AO3.

Enjoy~

For this one shot, Y/N is not american (and preferably not british either) I'm sorry for my brits and 'mericans out there, but hey, you get to be another nationality of your choice for today yaayy! Please enjoy~

New York City. What a beautiful yet cruel city to live in. Because of your own country's situation, your parents decided to send you to the United States of America to settle in more safely, saying they'll join you later eventually whenever they can.

Even if you were worried for your family and scared to be alone, you understood and tried your best to blend in and start a new life in America.

Luckily for you, you managed to find a little job and an appartment by yourself. You were a pretty charming person by nature and managed to become a barista at a local café in the city.

One day, the coffee shop was pretty calm and empty, so you took it upon yourself to take a break and make yourself a little beverage. Around the same time, a good looking, tall man with turquoise eyes barged in with a cheeky grin on his face. You greeted him with a huge smile, contaminated by his own.

"Hi there! Give me the strongest, blackest caffeinated-est coffee you can!" He said leaning on the counter. What a weird fellow.

"Right away, sir!" you said with a little chuckle and got to work. He was fun right off the bat.

"What are you laughing at? Do I have a funny face or something?" he said still grinning.

"Your smile is catching like the plague. Also, you do have a funny face." you laughed cutely.

"Whaaa- Hey! It was nice until that last piece of comment!" he tried to sound offended, but he secretely thought you were pretty endearing.

"Haha I'm just teasing~ you're very handsome." you handed him his coffee.

"Heh! I know, I hear that a lot." he cockily said as he took a seat at the counter after paying. You didn't have many customers, so you stayed with him, continuing your rather pleasing conversation.

"Huh, humble I see." you responded while giving him some sugar cubes. "Also, I didn't catch your name big guy."

Joseph blushed a bit at the nickname but played it cool.

"I'm Joseph Joestar, but you can call me, Worldwide Handsome or Mr. Hot Bod!" he added almost with stars sparkling in his smug eyes.

"Ehh, I'll just call you Jojo then!" you said amused, leaning over the counter with your chin resting on your hands.

"Oh nooooo!!! She's a tease!!" he dramatically screamed and you bursted into a fit of laughter that he found profusely charming.

Sometime passed and Joseph finished his coffee. He wanted to stay longer with you, but the day was advancing, and soon customers would swarm the place. As you took his cup away you called him out.

"By the way Jojo..." he looked at you in anticipation, "Where are you from? Your accent is very very sweet~"

Joseph's heart skipped a beat at your tone. How could someone be this cute and sexy at the same time? And without even trying!

'It's your voice that's sweet!' He screamed in his head, but answered as naturally as he could.

"I'm from here, but I was raised by my grandmother who's british, so I guess I took her accent." he responded honestly.

Your eyes softened on him. "Aw that's cute! Tell your grandma she did an amazing job!"

Joseph smiled. Erina was indeed the best. He wanted to ask you where you got your own accent but speaking of his grandmother reminded him of something important.

"WOAAAHH I FORGOT GRANDMA ERINA'S TEA PARTY HOLY SHIIIT I HAVE TO GO NOW!" He yelled in panick as he stormed out of the café.

You just stared at his sprinting figure in a light daze. "What a wholesome guy, he made my day."

Some days later, he came in the coffee shop earlier than last time, but when he arrived you were just taking your purse and got ready to leave. You almost bumped into him at the door.

"Oh! Isn't that my favourite Jojo?" you said pleasantly surprised.

"And the only Jojo there is!" he responded smugly "Anyway, were are you going like that? Aren't you working?"

"Oh, I worked the first shift today, I just finished." you replied and he nodded in understanding.

"Also, I'm pretty sure there are a looot of other Jojos out there! Maybe there are more Jojos even in your own family line!" you smirked while walking out the café alongside him.

"What? How can you even tell that? You witch!" he put his hands in a cross gesture as if to exorcise you and you slapped his hands away playfully.

"Anyway where are we even going right now, I'm following you." you said changing the subject.

"Huh? I don't know, I'm following you." He said nonchalantly.

"Pffftt let's just go eat something, I'm starving." you proposed and he couldn't deny.

"As long as you're paying, I'm in!"

"Wha- you hungry bastard!" you laughed at his greediness and he giggled and stuck his tongue out like a school girl.

You both went to a small diner and ate while conversing like you knew each other for years. You enjoyed each other's company a lot and discovered you two had a similar sense of humor and loved to tease each other. At one point Joseph was really wondering where your accent came from.

The way some words rolled off your tongue, your tones, and even the way you messed up some expressions and slurs, everything felt so exotic and almost mezmerizing to him.

Everytime he wanted to ask, he just lost himself again in the discussion or drowned in your clear laughter. He took advantage of a little moment of silence to finally ask.

"By the way Y/N-chan," you looked up at him in wonder. "You have an accent yourself, where are you from?"

You blushed a bit, embarassed and not expecting him to ask. You felt a bit self conscious about your accent and wondered if it was that noticable.

"Aah I... Actually I'm from (country)." you sheepishly avoided eye contact.

Joseph was surprised. You came from this far away by yourself? Again, he lost his train of thoughts as he looked at your current state. He thought you looked super cute when embarassed. He subconsciously grinned at your flushing face and you saw it, mistaking it for mockery.

"A-am I speaking weird?" you nervously laughed as you scratched your cheek.

"No no no, not at all, it's just super cute! Please never stop speaking like that, I love it~" He looked at you with such a handsome expression and such fondness in his eyes, your heart fluttered in your chest.

"Aah.. Thank you Jojo! Hah I must be blushing so hard, my face feels all warm." you put your hands over your cheeks to cool yourself down.

"Hehehe, yeah I know, it's me who's doing this to you, I'm just that hot." he leaned back, gliding a hand through his hair acting smug as always.

"Eeewwww get out of here with that douchey attitude!" you playfully took a paper towel, scrunched it into a ball and threw it at his face and he let out the funniest 'Ow' you've ever heard.

You were dying of laughter and wiping some tears out of your eyes as he growled at you.

"Hey (country) woman! Keep this on and I'll squish you to death with my big strong manly arms." he threatened.

"Oooh nooooo!!! Not the squish of death!! Anything but the squish! Whatever shall I do?!" You sarcastically said while mimicking his infamous 'oohh nooo!'.

After you finished eating, you both stayed many more hours to talk about yourselves. He was actually very curious of your home country and how it was back there. The language, the culture, the people and how you acustomed yourself to the U.S.

He felt empathetic about you being all alone in a foreign country, away from your entire family and friends. But he promised himself to be there for you. He didn't really know why he was so enticed with you, but he later on realized that it was because he fell in love with you the first moment he heard your voice.

Never in his life would he have imagined he would fall in love with a beautiful (country) girl.

After that, he went to his best friend Smokey and asked him to help him find books to teach him the basics of (your language). Although, and as expected, Joseph gave up after a few lessons and decided to only learn the sentences he needed to steal your heart.

He called you and set up a rendez-vous to meet up with him. He arrived and searched for you, all giddy and excited. When he found you he ran towards you and grabbed your shoulders, making you face him. You jumped in fright and looked at him confused and surprised at how suddenly he appeared.

"Hey Y/N, I have something to tell you! It's very very important!" he stared into your (e/c) eyes with confidence.

"O-okay, what is it?"

"I love you." he said softly in your mother tongue.

You paused for a second, processing what he just said. You were beyond impressed and also pleasantly surprised. Did he just...

"What...?! Jojo!! Who taught you that?" You put a hand over your mouth and looked at him in awe, your face turning red by the second.

He didn't say anything as he waited for your response. For a second you didn't know if he was serious or not, but the sincere look on his ocean eyes told you the answer.

"I- I don't know what to say Jojo..." You were overwhelmed at the sudden confession and at the fact that he went all the way to learn to confess in your language. "You're amazing..." You added softly.

He released you and started backing away, taking your lack of clear answer as a rejection, but you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a soft, longing kiss.

Joseph melted into the embrace in relief and wrapped his large arms protectively around you, bringing you even closer to his body. As you pulled away, you both stared at each other lovingly until he started smirking. Before you could question him he said.

"Your next line will be 'Jojo, why are you smirking like that?"

"Jojo, why are you smirking like that?... Huh???" you gasped as he actually guessed your next line, word for word. What kind of sorcery was this?

"Hehehe, don't worry my beautiful Y/N-chan, I will answer that question for you!" He pulled away and you stared at him amused. And he was back to his usual goofy self.

"I'm smirking because now that you're my girlfriend I can get couple-only discounts for this Spa that I really wanted to try. My back is sore from being this handsome~" He said rubbing the base of his neck.

"What??? You sketchy asshole! You only wanted a girlfriend for discounts! Well you know what? I need a husband for my citizenship papers, so c'mere" you started dragging him away by the arm.

"Wh-what ?? Husband??!! OH MY GOOOOODDD!!!" He screamed dramatically in the distance.

What a pair.

[packimprints]

Ship Request for @urirealvibekiller !

hello !! i read through your blog a little and i absolutely love your ships and reactions <33 i would love to request a ship too !!

appearance || i am asian. i have long black hair that is wavy. my eye color is nut brown and i have a lightly tanned/medium skin. i'm very petite and short - my height being barely 5'. i do really love working out so my body is toned and fit from that. 

personality || my mbti is a mix between enfp and esfp ! my friends usually describe me as outgoing, active, kind, supportive, and understanding. i do genuinely think i'm an ambivert; i absolutely adore making new friends and being around people yet at the same time, i love being by myself just as much. i'm pretty independent. i kind of have a 'devil-may-care' attitude and i'm generally pretty easygoing and chill unless i feel that someone is being unfair or just plain horrible. i don't like to take myself too seriously - i'm usually goofy, silly, and playful. it's not unusual for me to randomly start singing or dancing - even in public. i'm very optimistic but not to the point that it becomes toxic. i strive for balance in life (it's the libra in me ahaha). 

i'm a bit emotionally closed off - very open about my feelings yet when it comes to emotions, i'm not the best at dealing or expressing them. i tend to use humor as a coping mechanism. i don't really like to be sentimental - it kind of make me feel uncomfortable. with that being said i'm naturally very caring and nurturing - it's instinctive to me. i'm not one to 'baby' my friends or people around me but i'm very attentive to others' feelings and needs and i always try to make sure everyone is comfortable and happy. i'm also kind of the 'therapist' friend and a shoulder to cry on. i do take my responsibilities seriously and i want to do well in whatever i do. 

i can be quick-tempered at times and can be quite sarcastic or blunt but i get over it just as quickly. this is something i'm working on though because i really don't like hurting people with my words. i don't like doing the whole brutal honesty thing (although i do offer it sometimes when needed) but i'm more for the compassionate honesty. i love building people up.

i can be quite frivolous and materialistic.. i'm fun-loving and a bit of an excitement-seeker so i tend to get bored easily and move onto something else quick. i can also come off as a little arrogant sometimes too. i'm kind of a leader too; i'm usually the one who gets chosen to be the leader in group projects but i'm okay with not taking the lead too; i don't mind letting the other person take charge if i believe they are capable. 

my hobbies include reading, working out, dancing, listening to music, and partying. 

thank you so incredibly much for your time. i do hope i didn't write too much ahaha <33 

Hello dear. You're such an amazing person and I really hope you like your ship. Guys don't forget to check her blog for amazing kpop group ships and her ships definitely gives feels and warmth in the heart with you favorite kpop idol @urirealvibekiller

I ship you with Jacob!

The favourite time of the day for Jacob was when he was awake before you and the Sun shone through the windows with you in his warm embrace. He would snuggle up closer to you admiring your sleepy sun kissed face as the sun highlighted the nut brown colour of your eyes even more.

"Babe, wake up."

"Jake, it's Sunday and we finished our exams yesterday. At least let me be in your warm hugs for some more time. "

you said smiling warmly at your boyfriend who looked 100 times cuter with his bedhair

"God, you're going to be death to me."

Jake said takling you in a tight hug deciding to be in the bed for longer time.

He really loved your height. He would love on how he could hug you anytime and your smaller size made him feel more protective about you.

"Dear grab the chocolate chips for me. My hands are full mixing the flour."

Emily said as the both of you were in the kitchen to bake some chocolate chip cup cakes for the boys to eat for their short break while patrolling in the woods.

"Sure Em."

You said as you opened the fridge where suddenly you were pulled by a pair of strong hands and you collided to a strong chest and the smell of fresh pines and mint filled the kitchen.

It was no other than your tired boyfriend. Now Jacob wasn't really a very PDA person. He wasn't shy in showing his love for you but he prefered showering you with all the love he had in private. Not that you minded that anyway.

"Jake! We were making cupcakes for you guys. Now the chocolate chips are on the floor. "

You scolded him as the boys entered tired flopping on the chairs ready to pass out.

"I missed you."

Jake whispered as he hugged you tighter.

He really loved working out with you. You both would be that athletic couple who were always in shape. Jake would always come up with new ways to workout whether in the woods or outside the porch of his house. He loved the fact that you really looked after your health.

Jacob loved your hair. He loved the way they framed your face. After a tiring day in school or after his patrolling, he would hug you from behind as you studied hard for an upcoming test. He would sometimes secretly use your shampoo so that he would smell like you when he was always from you.

He loves that you were independent and would figure your way out in any situation. Don't get me wrong he was very protective about you but he was proud that his girl wasn't a damsel in distress waiting for her prince everytime to save her. He was always a call away though. If ever you felt low for not being able to solve any problem, he would be ready to help you out with a logical reason and lots of hugs.

Basically your relationship was encouraging each other to give your best.

He was a bit shy but he loved to see you have fun with your friends. Yet, he understood when you wanted to be left alone. Even he liked some time alone. But remember this ball of sunshine will be ready for you with a blanket and your favorite movie at any given time.

He loved your supporting and kind nature. He clearly remembers the time he imprinted on you.

You were shopping with Jake in a store for a sleepover where you saw a little boy crying as he couldn't find his mother. You quickly when to the child, wiped his tears and calmed him down with your soft voice. Taking his small hand in yours you went to the reception to make an announcement. That little boy happily kissed your cheek and ran off in his mother's embrace, the happiness on face, made Jake fall for you even more.

Whenever someone got on your nerves and you were ready to fight, he would let you do your thing unless it was in a limit and where he saw the person crossing your line of patience, he would quickly hug and pull you behind, rubbing soft circles inside your wrist, instantly calming you and he dealt with the person.

He knew all your friends came to you with their problems but he made sure You knew he was there for you when the situation overwhelmed you or when the friends were just draining you emotionally, he would quickly take you away from the situation to the beach where his hugs and the cool breeze calmed you.

"Thank me later with your special cup of coffee for rescuing you from your friends' problem. Look, I really love that your friends trust you with their problems but, all I care is about you."

Jake said hugging you.

"Thanks for saving me , my wolf in shining armor."

Both of you would plan out new activities which always kept you excited and Jake made sure you weren't bored with him.

Your leadership skills really helped guide Jake when he broke from Sam's pack to form his own.

The pack knew you that you could be blunt at times but you always had the right intentions in mid or sometimes things got too much for you.

Jake would love to place his head on your lap as you read your favorite book. He would drag you to dance on your favorite song in the hall as Billy would fondly look at the both of you. He was forever grateful to you for amending the relationship between him and Jake.

In short you guys were the power couple, cheesy love birds and best friend who were constantly bickering on small things but always pushing each other to be the best version of yourself.

What the Pack thinks of you :

Sam and Emily loved the fact that Jake had somewhat calmed down being you with and realizing his inner leadership skills.

Paul would be your best friend and the both of you would always be in trouble but hey, you both had fun. You compassionate nature calmed him a lot for which the pack is always thankful.

Embry, Quil, Jared, Seth would be your squad with whom you had a lot of fun and memories.

Leah was initially distant towards you but slowly she opened up to you as you patiently helped her in her shifting.

Billy considered you as his daughter .

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"Go away," Kasumi hisses over another stifled dinner. "You've been here nearly everyday for the past two weeks. Don't you have a home to go back to? You're rich; you can buy, like, five houses!"

Bakugou stares at her across the table. "I think you severely overestimating my income, brat," he says dryly.

"Don't lie." She huffs. "I read your in-depth profile on Hero Weekly. You're the no. 1 hero in the country and you make plenty of banks last year with just sponsorships alone."

“This stalkerish tendency of yours.” Bakugou gives her a look. "It's disturbing how much you and Deku are alike."

"I did my homework because I'm thorough like that." Kasumi scowls, arm folded over her chest. "You have to know your enemy to win. And don't even think of dodging the subject!"

Bakugou shrugs, neither denying nor agreeing to the earlier statement. "What if I just like the food here?" he muses.

She gives him a doubtful glare. "Then why do you look like you're eating glass everytime you take a bite of something?"

"You don't like my cooking?" Papa asks, poking his head out of the kitchen where he was washing the aftermath of their dinner. Hurt wrung all over his face.

Bakugou grimaces. "That wasn't what I said—" but the rest of his sentence is swallow by Kasumi's interruption. "I love your cooking, Papa," she chimes in loyally. At Papa's shyly relief smile she swivels her attention back to Bakugou, pinning him in his place with a severe glare.

Papa always been sensitive about his cooking. When they were living with Grandma Inko she did all the cooking because Papa was too busy juggling multiple jobs to keep them afloat. Between school, work, and a raising a kid, he didn't have a lot of practice in the kitchen, but does he tried anyway. And she loves him for it.

Kasumi leans over the table and drops her voice to a low ominous hiss. "I will cut you where you sit if you hurt his feelings again."

Completely unfazed by her threat, Bakugou sits back and grins sharply. "I know you never finish all of the foods on your plate," he says coolly in turn.

Kasumi doesn't jump over the table and tackle him to the ground, only because Papa raised her right. And also, because she can feel Papa hovering close behind her back. "Is that true, Kasumi-chan?" Papa asks, the words catch in the air in an anxious hitch. "You really don't like my cooking either?"

She hops down from her chair and turns to toward him, finding she standing in directly in front of him. Papa's fully out of the kitchen now, wearing a concerned frown on his face, which always make her antsy. There are few things worth protecting in this world and Papa's smile is one of them.

"It's not that! I just have a small stomach!" she insists loudly, excuses tumbling out of her mouth like broken dam. Papa isn't necessarily bad in the kitchen. He just got a rotating stable of recipes that he uses again and again. There's only so much chicken kaarage she can take per week before she become sick of chicken.

A throat clears behind her and she sighs heavily before snapping, "What?!"

"Two days ago, I saw you devoured two packs of daifuku that I'd brought with me like a living garbage compactor and that was all after dinner," Bakugou unnecessarily contributes to their conversation.

Kasumi's hands flexes at her side. Here's the thing she isn't necessary a violent person despite her barbed tongue and the bruised fists because it's not in her, but Bakugou Katsuki is seriously pushing all her buttons tonight. He'd cut through all her pretenses and lies and waved it right in her face to mock her.

She'd never felt more exposed.

"I'm sorry Papa and you can ground me after this," she says, rolling up her sleeves, "but I'm going to punch him. In the face, preferably.”

Papa's eyes widen and he abruptly catches her by the shoulders, his hands clenching down to keep her in place. "I would really, really like it if you don't."

"But I—" she protests loudly and earnestly, bouncing on the heels of her feet, "what if I only punch him a little? He’s a pro-hero, he can take it! It wouldn't even hurt him!”

Papa shakes his head. "No, Kasumi-chan," he says. Staunch in his resolution. And as firm as the floor they stand on.

And that's all it takes.

Here is the truth she holds above all else: Papa loves her absolutely, there is no one in this world who loves her more than him, and he would do anything for her, but when he make a decision he's a mountain and he won't be move. Even in spite of her. And specifically for her.

For all the good of the world, it hasn't been kind to her and Papa. So on her worst days, she's a raging inferno as hate and contempt burns within her, but Papa is the rain that comes and washes away the firestorm in her heart. Only in his arms does she ever find her piece of peace.

She thinks if Papa hasn't raised her with such loving and gentle hands, she would have grown to be a spiteful and angry child, who rages against the word blindly. "Okay, Papa," she says solemnly, shoulders slumping, but firm. "Anything you say. I won't do it, but only because you told me."

Papa's eyes are bright as he smiles at her. And that's all she'd ever wanted.

"If you two are quite done with your melodramatic theater," Bakugou humorlessly drawls. And just like that her good mood is easily broken by that annoying voice behind her.

She rolls her eyes as she turns and scoffs. "What you mean?!" she demands hotly, dropping all pretense of her usual manners in front of him, but then again she never have any for him in the first place. She never use such an offensive and coarse language in her life, but her wild temperament is all his. Kasumi may treat most adults with severe politeness, but rarely do they get her respect right off the bat. Her respect has to be earned the hard way; they have to actually put the leg work for it.

"Aren't you tired of being leashed by Deku because of your temper?" Bakugou deliberates, cocking a brow up. "You act like a mad dog half of the time, yapping away at me and then Deku has to run over to calm you down. You sulk and he has to console you. You both get emotional over it. Rinse and repeat. This is honestly getting boring to watch." The glare of his red eyes is unforgiving as they pinned her down.

Papa coughs awkwardly as he tries to stifle a laugh, because of course he would think this is all amusing. He's completely biased. "Papa," she scolds, tapping her feet impatiently because he's her Papa. He's supposed to be on her side.

Papa winces and softly says, "Sorry."

Consoled, she snaps to Bakugou with an accusatory finger. "And you, stop interfering in our family matter, Unnecessary!" she hisses spitefully, venom dropping from every word that pass her lips. "I know what you're trying to do." She glares. "You want to break us apart by exposing me so you get your nefarious hands all over my Papa. Think again! That will never happen!"

Bakugou has the absolute gall to rolls his eyes at her. "Yea, because I have so much free time to fuck around and love putting myself through utter hell just to get in Deku's pants," he says, sarcasm so thick in his voice that he's drowning in it.

Kasumi scowls, arms folded.

"Just stop coddling Deku, he's a grown man and your dad so fucking treats him like one. He doesn't need you to baby his ass," he plows on, relentlessly and unforgivingly. "If you don't like something, tell it to him straight. He won't hold it against you for the rest of his life. He’s not that stupidly petty."

Kasumi bristles. "You don't know—" the rest of her sentence is cut of when a hand lands on her shoulder. "Papa?" she says, Bakugou's earlier words making her wary.

"It's okay, Kasumi-chan, you can tell me," says Papa. His voice soft and terrifyingly assuring. "I can handle it."

Chewing on her bottom lip in thought, she tilts her head back to get a good look at him. It's ironic that she could slay giants and face the world with nothing but sheer grits and the wits on her, fearless against everything but her Papa who made her feel like a hapless babe every time he look at her with consideration.

But when all she see is the warmth in his familiar green eyes and the encouraging smile meeting her, she says, "I do you love your cooking," and it's as true as she can be. Then, with consideration, she adds, "But not all the time. Maybe you can try a new dish every now and then?"

She may be young, but she knows that sometime love isn't some grand gesture, it's the small things that matter the most. Even if it mean eating chicken karaage four times a week and every week till she's sick to her stomach and couldn't even stand the sight of chicken anymore.

Inhaling, she watches as a gauntlet of confusion runs a course through his face. "Oh." He blinks. "Oh," he says as realization finally dawns on him at last. "I see." He smiles apologetically, touching the back of his neck. "Well, I can do that. We'll try something new tomorrow!" he says cheerfully. There’s plenty of sincere enthusiasm put into it that she doesn’t think it sound like he’s faking it. Papa always been a terrible liar, but that why he has her in the first place.

She lets out her breath, long and heavy as though she didn't even realize she was holding it in the entire time she was waiting for his answer. But. No more chicken karaage. No more chicken. Oh my god. All her earlier anxiety is washed away just like that.

Papa hums thoughtfully. "Now, what would you like to eat tomorrow?"

Excited, Kasumi opens her mouth, but Bakugou lets out a loud grunt. "Yea, okay, you make it as though picking up new dishes is as easy at that. Certainly not with your rudimentary cooking skill," he says needlessly.

"Hey, back off," she snarls, ticked. "You don't even know what you're talking about so don't start with me."

"I cook," he says as casual as one would be.

"You cook?" she says, doubtful.

"I cook," he repeats, folding his arms across his chest languidly. "Not a professional chef by any mean, but better than Deku."

"Liar," she defends, loyal to the end.

"I live alone so who the hell will put food on the table if not myself?" he retorts. "And eating out everyday is stupid and a waste of my time and money, so yea I fucking cook, brat."

Chagrin, she mumbles, "It probably taste horrible."

He narrows his eyes. "It actually taste fucking awesome, you ungrateful little shit."

"Kacchan is actually good in the kitchen," Papa chirps up, because he's weak like that. Always the first to come to Bakugou’s defense. "He'd learned it all from his father, your Grandpa Masaru, who is an amazing cook!"

Kasumi clicks her tongue in annoyance as she remains unmoved.

Bakugou scoffs. "Fine," he says, sitting up. "I'll bring ingredients over tomorrow and give you hell."

"And what if I don't like it, huh?" she fires back.

He shrugs, unbothered. "Then I'll try again and again till you do."

She snorts in disbelief. "I highly doubt that," she says. "I'm picky and hard to please but okay, you can try to wow me."

"Yea, I don't think it'll be that hard when you can vaccum Deku's shitty chicken karaage everyday, your tastebud is probably already dead," he says wryly. Her barbed tongue definitely came from him.

"Hey," Papa says, and there's a visible sulk in his voice, "it's not that bad! You ate it too!"

Bakugou's gaze flickers to the side as twins’ blotch of red rises to his cheeks. "Because I'm a fucking dumbass who really like you a shit ton so I put up with it for you," he admits.

There's nothing smooth about it, it's clumsy and cringe worthy to hear; there’s absolutely nothing romantic about it, but Papa, who is a soft soul, just melts under them. "Kacchan," he breathes, and it's entire world in tied up in the word

Kasumi grimaces, because ewe. Gross. And resolves to not get her stomach sick again with by their disgusting display of affection by pushing Papa back in the kitchen to hide.

Later when she's tucked up in bed with Papa and Bakugou had when home to his own apartment, she mulls over the entire sequence of events leading up to Bakugou's promise to come back everyday to cook for them until she's pleased, and buries her face in a pillow to let out a silent scream of outrage because she'd been outplayed. Hard. And nobody to blame but herself.