#first actual post

[stickydrawingportraitlamp]

sebastian solace x reader? Anyone?

too bad :P

Sebastian Solace X Reader

Genre: Fluff, Found family

Warnings: None

Summary: After having been thrown into this hellhole, at an unreasonably young age, you find yourself trying to accomplish the task at hand; Find the Crystal. Whilst you are on your journey, you encounter a rather large angler man.

Author note: oh tod he's so dreamy guys. ALSO !! i made the reader into this sort of introvert where they're like "oh god people" kind? Not the "Oh no! People :(" kind of introvert. Reader is 14 by the way !!!!!

(spot the poppy playtime reference MEHEHRMRBR)

Screaming of an unknown enemy closes in quickly. Wanting to avoid certain death, you dive into a locker you made sure wasn't inhabited. It's screaming grows louder, tormenting your eardrums. You can't help but bring your hands to shield your ears from potential deafness and pain, a factor you wouldn't want in this place.

Hearing the screeching Angler pass it's way through, you burst out of the locker to cough out your lungs. The amount of dust your poor, overworking lungs hacked up was nowhere near healthy. Dust, grime and sweat had been imbedded into your diving suit, gross. You hope theres an open hole leading to underwater diving that would be able to wash away all the sweat and dirt off of your body.

Maybe, just maybe, if I'm able to get that crystal, and get out of this place... I can go home.

Home? Is that even a place anymore? Maybe it's the fact that the human mind finds so many things to cling onto when faced with impending death. One last hope to hold close. An unknown family, friends and maybe even a potential lover you could of had the chance to grow old with, and had many laughs in the house you grew up in. That... Sounds like paradise, but you are far away from that dream, the bile and sweat sticking to your swimsuit, a threat. Escaping this place is only a small plea, begging for anyone to hear your cries. To anyone, who could give you that boost to keep going.

'Door 46, am I almost halfway through?' You're surprised you even managed to get to 40, surely there's a surprise around the corner? A potential medkit would be fantastic. Your vitals read 35, that's nowhere near good. Batteries? Your lantern could use it. You only have enough to accompany your lone self through an empty, cold... Dark place.

The swirling thoughts in your head only manage to cease after encountering the door that finally indicates you are halfway through this hellhole. Door 50.

The dripping of a broken pipe drives you insane, every drop makes your fight or flight activate. The rapid pitter patter of your feet scurry to the next door, automatically sliding open once it knows there is a human presence.

The next room, however, is dimly lit. Two portable lights shining in the direction of a vent. How... Interesting? Is this where you need to crawl into? Your thoughts are quickly misguided as a gruff voice emits from the emit, earning a harsh flinch from you in response.

"Hey, stranger. Over here." This voice calls out to you, alluring your oh so close demise.

You have the thought to immediately scurry to the door, not wanting to take your chances. Fight or flight? Flight, surely. Your sweaty palms land on the door with a soft thud, realising that the only way out of this room requires a keycard. A code breacher is out of the question, seeing as you hold no such thing on you.

"Don't be so scared... I don't bite. Maybe." He utters that last part quietly, making a chill run up your spine. Will you really have to find out if this is something that will rip your spine out? But... It's the most friendly voice you've heard in hours, aside from the other angry prisoners from earlier that practically took everything you scavenged.

Investigating the vent, you crouch down to a level where it's most easy to be able to crawl in through. The size of the vent is no problem for you, since you are a 14 year old who could easily slot your way through tightly fit ventilation systems, or a blocked room.

Albeit, the diving gear on your back made it just a tad bit challenging to slide through, it was an easy feat. Your eyes dart from each side of the room, looking for the one who'd voiced out their friendliness. You definitely weren't expecting a 10ft terrifying Angler humanoid.

"Welcome, welcome! Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you. My name is Sebastian, your only friend."

... With teeth. Sharp ones.

"Now, I'm betting that your supervisors gave you instructions to acquire a certain orange coloured crystal, no?" He words out with a certain amount of sarcasm dripping from his voice. Supervisors? You're only 14.

"However— Oh." He stops, suddenly. Normally, he wasn't one to take in the appearance of a fellow prisoner, seeming as it 'deemed unnecessary.' You, were younger. A lot younger than he expected.

"What the.. What the hell's Urbanshade doing sending kids down here...?" He was muttering to himself, his hand reaching up. Thinking that he was about to grab you, you recoil in fear. You find however, that your fear is misguided and that he'd only brought up one of his three hands to grab his chin in thought.

It had been a good 7 hours since you'd spoken last, other than the occasional screaming and crying. Your throat, croaks out at first which earns a cringe from yourself.

"I'm 14. I'm not a kid." Your throat feels like it was tortured from the amount of screeching you'd emitted running away from Anglers, and threats. That stupid Wall Dweller was one of those threats.

At your response, he chuckles amusingly. Sebastian finds your bravery endearing for someone your age. "Haha, alright. You're not a kid. What's someone your age doing here anyway?" He voices.

Observing the place, you talk as you walk around to analyse your surroundings, finding this small talk pointless.

"They threw me in here, I was trying to find my mum. Told me she'd be in here, just need to get a crystal first. Then they'd take me to her."

....

An uncomfortable silence passed by, before he frowned at you.

"are you that gullable? Thought 14 year olds were supposed to be semi intelligent." That earned a slap from you onto his tail. He hisses at the contact.

"Ow! Fuck, you little..." He hisses.

"You deserved that. She was here last, otherwise I wouldn't be here. Shut up, and give me your ware so I can get out of this shithole." You were obviously pissed, upset that the 10ft Angler guy offered no solace. (haha get it?)

"Alright, alright. That was a fault on my part, just.... Why did they throw you in here? You can't be here. You can't stay. Look, kid. I know they told you that your mother was here somewhere, and if she was then she's gone now. She probably made it back up to the surface." Though you narrow your eyes, you can sense a hint of comfort in those words. You can tell, he's genuinely worried about you.

Sebastian see's many people come and go, only to see that they inevitably meet their dark fate. He hopes, that this won't be the case with you.

"..Look. Urbanshade doesn't tell the truth, they lie to get what they want. I'm sorry to be the one that breaks it to you, but your mother was used as a false hope to get you down here. The more hands they have on the mission, the bigger the possibility to get the crystal. Take it from someone like me." he'd muttered that last part, he can understand your situation.

Urbanshade had lied to him too, told him that his Freedom would be granted. He just need to pay a price first. Be their puppet, be their experiment.

Sweat beaded down your face, this isn't what you wanted to hear. Had they really lied to you? Used you as a move like chess on a board? Sebastian can see your distress. How you came to the conclusion that he was indeed right, even if your mother was here... She would be nowhere to be found.

why were you even here?

Sebastian knows you can't be sent back up, Urbanshade will track your location and come to the conclusion that you're heading back. They would blow you to smithereens because of the bomb device around your neck. You're obviously too young to continue this harsh journey to ensure your families existence. A 14 year old shouldn't have to die in an agonizing way, especially when they're so young and have a life ahead of them. shit.

He really has no choice, does he?

"Agghh.... Fine!! Fine fine. You, are gonna stay here with me. Capish?" He inquires, your head shakes fervently. Your mouth gapes open like a fish out of water, wanting to reject this idea. He stops you before even a single word can come from your mouth.

"Don't worry about the crystal. Urbanshade will send more prisoners to do their dirty work. I'll get you food, and that damn collar off of your neck. Other than that, stay here. You'll be safe with me, and I will try and find out as much of your mother as I can. I trade these supplies for the data you come across. I should surely have one of your mother." Every single thing he says has you shaking your head. But, deep down... You know he'll be the closest thing that leads you to your mother.

"Oh. What's your name kid?"

...

"[Name]."

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ALRIFHT so im done !!!! if this actually goes viral i will actually turn this into a full blown story on Ao3. pls comment and let me know if you want more of the family trope with Sebastian cause we just don't see enough.

Part 2 is out now!

[asteraddicted]

Small interaction idea I got for the Supersons (pre-Jon age up; I HATE THAT PART) soooo sorry if this is bad its my first official drabble post (did i use that term correctly???)

Based on this (one part blacked out bc idk how tumblr would take it)

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"Hey, Damian?" Jon spoke up, he and Damian lounging in Damian's room because— no offense to Clark, but Wayne Manor was cooler for sleepovers.

"Yes, Kent?" Damian huffed, focused on sharpening one of his many daggers. Despite the dynamic, the two were undeniable best friends. It was surprising at first, with Damian's blunt, down-to-earth personality with snap backs and insults that would make a grown man cry. Damian Wayne, best friends with a sunny, optimistic, 'blinding everyone with his smile' Jon Kent. But of course, the two didn't start out that way.

"Remember when you practically- no, you DID kidnap me after I accidentally.. killed a cat and a hawk?" Jon mumbled the last part, clearly still ashamed of it. He hadn't told Damian the whole story yet, despite how long it had been. Damian's eyebrows furrowed, and he got a little closer. He remembered those times, back before they were friends.

"Yes, I remember," he replied, his voice still firm as he inquired. "Why are you bringing that up again, Kent?" Damian — despite his almost inhuman abilities, talents, and feats — was still human, and still had the ability to forget things.

"..Nothing! It's just.. the cat. Goldie was her name. It's her deathday today." Jon frowned, having always been one to wear his heart on his sleeve. Jon couldn't help but mistake the sting building up in his eyes as the burning feeling of letting his heat vision go off and MURDER cremate the two innocent creatures on accident. It was only for a second, but Damian could see how Jon panicked in that little moment.

"And? Your point?" He said, his tone a surprisingly a tad bit softer than usual. He didn't really know what Jon was talking about. Really, he did remember kidnapping Jon because he didn't trust him. But to Damian? That was like another regular Tuesday for him.

"..I didn't mean to kill Goldie, or the hawk. I know you know that. But Goldie had escaped her house, and I was chasing her to get her back." Jon began to explain, and he wasn't as cheerful as he usually was. Not as he finally told Damian the full story. Jon couldn't help it. It had been at the very least a few years ago, but the horror Jon had felt that day was something Jon himself never forgot.

"..their bodies were charred and burning. Couldn't tell hawk from cat.. only Goldie's collar remained! I.." Jon had to go quiet to compose himself. His hands were actually shaking. Damian listened to the story. He knew something was wrong with Jon. He was not his usual cheerful, confident self.

Damian looked at Jon, his expression hard to read. He didn't know what to say. He didn't know how to comfort him. Damian was never good at comfort. He just sat back in silence for a while, processing what Jon had told him. Being from the League of Assassins, death was nothing new to him. Hell, he's killed animals on purpose for mission and training before he was taken to Wayne Manor. Whales and tigers and lions and eagles, on and on. It was a little hard to see from Jon's perspective, but Damian tried.

"..Y'know.. I don't think you remember what you said to me when I woke up after you kidnapped me. Hehe.." Jon let out a chuckle, smiling with his teeth to try and lighten his sadness with humor. "You told me.. 'You are a threat to every living thing on and off this planet.' And Damian, I know this is stupid, but.." Jon curled his knees to his chest, eyes on the blank screen as a movie they were watching played it's end credits.

"..I believed you. In a way.. I still do. I'm scared of myself, Dami." Jon admitted quietly before grinning and wiping his tears.

"But I guess that's pretty dumb, right?" Jon grinned widely. He was half-Kryptonian and his dad was Superman! He shouldn't cry, and he didn't have any reason to! He was growing up, and he should be more in control of his emotions.

Yet Jon had let his mind wander multiple times, whenever he passed by where it happened. It was ironic, but Jon couldn't help but be scared of himself. Yes, himself. He had the powers of Superman — the Man of Steel himself. And he was also a young boy who could be easily tricked and manipulated. Jon was strong and carefree, but he wasn't stupid. At least not all the time. Jon has witnessed some extremely traumatic events in his life. The possibility that he had the power to massacre entire cities — maybe states, countries, or eventually the world? That was something that made Jon want to lock himself up in a kryptonite cage and hide away.

Jon was afraid of his powers and the destruction they could bring. He was immune to fire, but still couldn't stop himself from imagining the burning, mangled, charred bodies of a hawk and a cat each time there was a fire that was large enough.

Damian clenched his jaw. He remembered that day. He remembered telling Jon that he was a threat. Listening to Jon talk about his fear of himself and his own powers made something inside of Damian ache. He didn't like it. Not one bit.

"It's not dumb," he said, his voice softer than usual. Damian didn't know why he was being so soft (he knew exactly why, but he didn't want to admit it. Not yet.). "And you're not a threat, Kent. You're not. You never were. You're the last person who's a threat to anything."

"That's EXACTLY why I'm a threat, Dames! I'm part Kryptonian!.. I'm invincible to most on Earth." Jon exclaimed, sighing. "I can still go rogue! Dad has gone rogue before. I don't.." Jon trailed off.

"Kent. If you think for a second I'd let you go rogue, just know my Father has plenty of Kryptonite stocked away that I would not hesitate to use." Damian narrowed his eyes, but not in an angry way. It was affectionate, though it would be hard to tell from an outsider's perspective. Jon, oddly enough, felt reassured. Reassured that if something goes wrong, that Damian would be there to stop him. He'd always be there to stop him.

"You promise, Dames?" Jon couldn't help but whisper.

"Yes, I promise. Now come on. Didn't you want to show me this movie called 'Legally Blonde' or something?" Damian rolled his eyes, but they still held that tinge of care. That hint of affection that was only reserved for Jon, and wasn't the type that Damian held for his family. No, Damian had a part of his heart specifically reserved for Jon Kent.

"Okay, good. Now come on, let's watch a pretty girl kick legal butt!" Jon grinned, ultimately feeling much better. He was so lucky to have Damian.

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AN: First post, not beta read and written in the dead of night lol. I do not write much. Romantic or platonic? Idk you choose :P

[st1cki]

I was so devastated when I saw the concept art I just had to draw something with them

[gamkarenthusiast]

First drawing on this acc!! Just a lil small drawing of Gamzee

[t3a-vee]

Ashlynn Maddox’s character design for Jane is soooo cute!! I love her hair 🌀🎢

[sarafc]

I used to have SUCH Byler doubt. I just didn’t even think of the possibility of it happening, but ever since I got on Byler Tumblr, I feel like a totally new person. Like, Byler doubt who? Never heard of her.

[echo-of-the-eye]

I had to

[samoubica]

drew a bunny

[wizardduo]

3rd life Joel :>

Did the colour palette thingy for twitter and I like this one, I might have taken the wolf!Joel thing a bit too seriously :3c

[sl33pytimez]

Wanted to use this panel as a way to practice lighting so I redrew it :))

And of course the lovely original 💕

[transfemzvahl]

LAURANCE: When we die can we die together, just so there’s a chance we meet again?

GARROTH: We’ll find each other in every life.

[anthonyisontherun]

Idk how this works but uhhh haha i have a base for myself, throws at…

These suck but… I’m cool

Sweats…

[hantas-left-elbow]

"𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞!" 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝?

denki kaminari x gn! reader

A/N: this is my first time writing a mha fanfic(y'all ain't ever finding the others..) so bear with me y'all.. there are implications of kirimina, serotoki, momojiro, izuchaco but they can be taken as platonic :) potentially ooc..but like i said this is my first time. Gn! but reader is said to like more rom com 2000s movies but also some horror genre. slightly rushed (in my head atleast)

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⋮ For whatever reason, ever since the start of school, you disliked Denki Kaminari. The loud yellow haired boy. the humanized Pikachu. the guy who can't control his quirk for too long without short circuiting. You tried to like him. Truly. All your friends did, so why couldn't you? You always thought it was because he seemed to never take anything seriously, but that was Mina's case so that was removed off the idea board. Loud maybe? nah, can't be, you're best friend is literally Sero Hanta. not happening.

This has been going on for months and it's driving you insane. why can you just not like a simple guy?! that was all the confusion until Uraraka jokingly said you might find him attractive. like how some people before realizing they have a crush they think they're annoying because they get flustered and their heart speeds up around them. At first you thought it was stupid...until it wasn't.

Aizawa just had to make a project where you had to work with a partner. one you couldn't choose. he had said it was random but really? everyone got their friend or signifigant other. Eijiro got Mina, Hanta got Shoto, Jiro got Momo, Uraraka got Izuku etc. Sometimes you think Aizawa just has it out for you. but that's what lead you to now. the humanized Pikachu in your, what had been organized, dorm room.

"Get off my bed, i'm not on it so i don't know why you think you're so privilaged to sit on it.." you grumble out. you were currently sitting on the floor in the middle of your dorm room. you were looking down at the case files, the project was basically you and your partner were given fake case files (but they're based off of real things) and have to find out who did it and what exactly happened.

"Jeez, okay party pooper!" Denki gets off your bed and sits down next to you. you hate it but when his scent fills your sense's you kinda just wanna curl up into a ball and get hugged by him. it was hard to describe what he smelled like. It was a mix between the irish spring hair and body wash with a sprits of axe body spray Aqua Bergamot ^he so uses axe body spray, if you say otherwise this isn't a safe space^ "You listening?" you're finally pulled out of your thoughts. you look up and his face is directly, entirely too close to your face. you immediatley back up, putting your arms behind you so you don't fall. "What?" you question quietly from surprise. "I saaaaaid, i don't think i've ever been in your dorm. it's nice. i didn't expect the IT, Stranger Things posts mixed with Sweet Home Alabama, Legally blonde and A Cinderella Story with..what's her name? Hillary Fluff? Anyways, i didn't expect those posters all mixed together. you have interesting taste in shows" you looked over to where he started looking during his...rant? the posters were right above your bed. "it- it's hillary duff" you go back to your old position and continuing on the fake case. "ehhh tOmato-tomAto" he says jokingly. you let out a soft sigh, "if you're not gonna help with the case just leave. its not that hard" you almost snap.

you hated this. it was hell. his smell was intoxicating. his body heat radiating off onto you. the urge to smile at each and everyone of his rants. shit. maybe Uraraka was right. maybe you did like denki.

"...so how much have you done?" and just like that for the rest of the time he was there he was either silent or only talking about the project. the minute he closed the door behind him you lunged for your phone and started scrolling through your contacts.

when you find 'URA❀' you immediately facetime it. it was around 11 pm so you weren't expecting her to answer but she did. she yawns, "yes? why are you calling me so late?" she barely finishes before you're barreling out your words. "ithinkyoureright" "woah, woah, calm down. right about what? im right about a lot of stuff" you take a few seconds to breath before talking. "i think youre right. i think i l-...li-...ithinkilikedenki" Uraraka's face goes from one of tired confusion to very much awake and shocked. "what? i was joking when i said that!" you froze. oh shit. she was joking? heh, maybe your mind was playing tricks on you, maybe you thought you liked him because uraraka said it. "uh..never mind then..i actually was joking as well!" you try to save it but uraraka and her damn 'spidey' senses. "no, no, you weren't joking. you were dead serious. i mean like i'm not judging but im judging. do you think you're gonna tell him?" a few minute go by of you thinking about an answer. "yes."

after school the next day you make it your soul mission to find denki, which was kinda easy. he was in the dorm building heading to his dorm. "DENKI!! Denki!! wait up..!" you run up behind him. he turns around with a smirk on his face, "what? missed me already?" "what? no. but um,...i have something to tell you" you take a breath and a denki looks at you confused but wants you to continue. "ithinkilikeyousowouldyougooutonadatewithmetotestthattheory?" you say in one breath. "wut?" denki did not catch any of that so slower you say "i think i like you would you go out on a date with me to test that theory?" ^"but that's just a theory...A GAME THEORY!"^

denki to say the least..his flabbers were ghasted. after a few seconds a small confused smile made it's way to his face. "You're for real? like not joking?" you shake your head, noting to him youre very much not joking. "i thought you hated me!" hated? sure you disliked him, or at least thought that but never did you think you hated him. "i never hated you denki..that's never come out of my mouth. but back to my question? just to see if i truly do like you and it's okay if you don't wanna" you try to dodge that passing conversation and thankfully so did he because his next words were, "sure, i'd love to. when and where"

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A/N: i'm fr so sorry if it seems rushed, i was tired and wanted to get this done before all my ideas left me. pleaseee give me feedback!! good and bad!! also sorry for spelling mistakes, again im so fucking tired

[pmatgafan2005]

Okay, am I seeing double, or maybe I misplaced my glasses? (I didn't actually say this is part of what I'm posting tbh)

Here are the images (if you are a PotterHead and/or a PMATGA fan you'll understand)

Both dogs

Both have 3 heads (but one is a poodle ceberus)

Both have the same name Fluffy

Were the people that worked on PMATGA hid that little reference or some workers were potterheads and decided to sneak in a little references in the show/J

Also both are guard dogs

HP fluffy protects whatever it's in that room their in

And PMATGA fluffy protects the tree of life (before the trio took it back and saves the day)

[freedyweedyjustiney]

heres a drawing i made earlier ig😕

[lillythelillac]

Hello,

I saw your post that you were taking requests. Can I request a scenario where Y/N confesses to a character from Record of Ragnarok (you can choose which character), but they reject the confession because they are already in love with someone (their wives from Greek or Norse mythology)?

Thank you ☺

OOOOOOO. THAT'S SO SAD I LOVE IT.

Warnings: none other than getting your heart broken.

God: Loki

Spoilers?

It was the end of the third match with God's vs humans. You didn't really pay attention as your focus was on Loki. He didn't seem too happy with this match at all, but still you continue to watch him with love filled eyes.

You don't exactly know how you came to love this trickster, but you do know that your heart beats for him everyday.

You can't help how hopelessly in love you are to him. And so you decide to confess to him before the beginning of the fourth match.

You were currently in the garden, enjoying the flowers, and the sweet scent of them in the air. It was quite warm and peaceful. You didn't hear anything other than your own footsteps and the sound of water.

In the middle of the garden there was a beautiful water fountain, the water was so clear that it was like looking into a mirror.

You went over and dipped your hand into the water, the water wasn't cold but warm. In fact it felt quite nice on your skin. But all good things must eventually end..

"Boo!" Loki shouted at you with a grin on his face as he floated above you.

You slightly flinched as you didn't see it coming, but you were half surprised as he did this often.

"I got you!" He practically cackled at your expression. He was still above the ground but not by much.

"ha, ha very funny" you said this in a unamused tone, but you had to hold back your smile from hearing his laughter.

"say, you didn't seem to be paying attention during the last match. Why is that?" He asked this in a teasing way, almost as if he knew you were watching him.

"I'm not too fond on fights.." you tried to make an excuse on to why you were not paying attention. You kinda hoped he believed it and kinda hoped he didn't as it would've made it either easier or worse for you.

"but you know one of our fellow Gods have been killed, and yet you don't seem so sad about it." He said this in a suspicious tone. Almost like he was asking if you sided with the humans.

"very unfortunate..of course I'm gonna be sad." It was true, you felt a tad bit Sad but he knew what he was getting into.

"you better not be siding with those pesky humans, it would be a shame if you did." He giggled as if he was planning to kill you if you were. And yet you still loved him.

He Suddenly landed back down and pulled you so that you were sitting down at the edge of the water fountain together, side by side. It gave you confidence.

This made your heart beat faster, it made you feel butterflies at how close he was, it made your cheeks go red. Something about him just made you feel hopelessly in love.

"you look a little hot there, are you alright?" He asked this with a grin as if he was teasing you. You don't know why he was doing this, but you had a stupid hopeful thought that he had liked you back.

"yeah.. must be because of how warm it is out here.." you try to play it off but as the seconds go by you couldn't help but feel more in love with him. You couldn't help it at all and that was fine with you.

"you know, you are quite the interesting one, sometimes it feels like you like me. How ridiculous is that?" He laughed at his own words as if he felt like it was so funny to him.

But to you it wasn't. The scene seems perfect to you, the fountain, the flowers, the scent, and the air. To you was like the perfect time.

And so you gathered your courage.

"I... I do" you muttered this by his head snapped towards your direction. His eyes widened.

"what was that?" In the same teasing tone he always uses.

"I do like you, I like you alot. I.." you were a bit hesitant but you shot your shot.

"I love you.." he didn't respond for a few seconds after that. It was quiet and the only sound was the water before it was broken by his loud laughter which made your heart drop.

"ha! That's funny did you really think I'd like someone like you?" He laughs, the same type of laugh that used to make your heart flutter, but now breaks it apart.

"what..?" You seen it coming but you were too blind to even care. This should of been so obvious coming from him.

"the only person I'd love would be Sigyn and never you." He said that cruelly without any remorse. He got up from beside you, still laughing here and there at your hurt expression.

Your confidence was crushed, your hope was crushed, and your heart was crushed.

He continued to laugh, grinning down on you like you were nothing more than a bug. Something he could step on without a care.

"what made you think you had a chance with me? That's ridiculous!"

And it was, it really was.

He continued to mock you, calling you names and all of that. But he soon got bored.

"I'd love to laugh at you more but I don't want to miss the fourth round. So I'll see ya there!" He giggly and floated away like it was nothing. Leaving you there by the water fountain.

You regret every having the courage to tell him, you regret even loving him. As it was foolish.

It was foolish to think he'd care. It was foolish to think he would like you back, to hope he would.

It was foolish to love him.

Authors note: so I'm pretty sure that in Norse mythology his wife is Sigyn. Also it probably isn't really hurtful. I didn't write it as "oh I'm sorry but I love her" I just kinda thought he'd rub it in your face.

Also I'm just getting back into writing so the plot may suck, it'll get better in the future, I hope so. There may be spelling mistakes don't mind them.

It's pretty light not gonna lie. Sorry about that. I'll try better next time.

Anyway thanks for being my first request! I'll take more.