#he has his signatures mad/disappointed look on his face

[not-the-darknight]

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[tteokdoroki]

☆༉ — RYOMEN SUKUNA. a better man.

about. you’re a girl that’s way out of his league and he’s the bad boy you couldn’t help but fall for. what happens when ryomen sukuna fails to meet you in the middle?

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! sfw, fluff, suggestive towards the end, no curses!au, modern!au, it’s implied that sukuna is in a gang, mentions of fights, reader is a rich girl, they’re kinda in love :( bad boy!sukuna, fem!reader.

“you’re mad at me. aren’cha?”

sukuna mutters with an air of faux nonchalance as he lazily jogs up the final marble steps that lead up to the restaurant he was supposed to meet you at nearly two hours ago. the evening traffic zips by, red and white headlights parting through the rain to illuminate your boyfriend’s features. heavy water droplets take residence on the slope of his nose and Cupid’s bow, some even daring to cling on to the tips of dusty rose-coloured hair.

if you weren’t so angry right now, you might take a moment to appreciate how good sukuna looks in the moment — especially with the way the rain makes the designer tux you’d gotten for him cling to his skin. exposing every ridge and dip and curve in his muscle while his inky black tattoos become all the more visible.

“of course i’m mad.” you step aside to let sukuna under the shelter of the entrance, avoiding him as he swoops down for his usual hug and kiss. “tonight is important. it was important.”

“babe c’mon on, i was—“

“you were late. they’re serving dessert in there, ryomen.” your tone is coloured with shades of annoyance and a hint of warning. like a mother about to lecture her child. you’re pissed. it’s written all over your face too — in the way that your brows crease and you pout so adorably. he’ll try to play it off, like he doesn’t care, but it almost makes sukuna sick to his stomach to know that you’re angry with him.

the rain picks up outside of the restaurant and you continue. “all you had to do was show up on time. come to this stupid fancy restaurant and be there to meet my parents. but of course, you got yourself caught up in—“ you grab his dress shirt in frustration, noticing the blood on the collar that doesn’t belong to him. his split knuckles and the bruise on his lips. “— in whatever this is.” you roll your eyes, blood boiling.

“it’s nothin’ for you to worry your pretty little head about,” sukuna scoffs, lips spreading wide in his signature smirk. the excuse is lame, but he doesn’t want you to worry for him any longer. “since when did you care about what your parents think, anyways?” but you see it in his eyes, that same old worry. that he’s not good enough for you, that a scumbag like him doesn’t deserve a pretty girl like you. he’s always told you to find someone better, someone able to feed into the glitz and glamour that you were brought up in.

but you’ve always told ryomen sukuna that you have everything you need right there with him.

cupping his face, the heat of anger dispels from your body and you exhale deeply though your nose. “i don’t care about what my parents think. if i did, i wouldn’t be dating you.” you cast a thumb over the thick lines of ink decorating his face, accenting sukuna’s high cheekbones and chiselled features while the rest of your fingers sink into his smooth, dark undercut. “but that doesn’t mean i don’t want you to meet them. they’re just as special to me as you are. i want the most important people in my life to know each other.”

your boyfriend’s hands settle on your wrists as he grunts noncommittally, indicating that he’s aware of his wrong doings. if there’s one thing that sukuna hates, it’s upsetting you. he doesn’t care what the world thinks of him, it’s never mattered before. yet, even the slightest look of disappointment from you has the man in shambles. “‘m sorry,” he drawls, his grip on you shifting down to cup your waist — pulling you flush against him. “what can a guy like me do to make it up to you?”

“you can go on in there and charm the hell out of my rich, uptight parents so that we can hurry up and go home,” your voice lowers an octave as you stand on your tip toes for the extra height so that you can nip at the shell of sukuna’s ear. “where you can rip this dress off’a me.”

“such a dirty mouth for such’a prim ‘n proper girl, hm? i should wash it out with soap.” he purrs right back, leaning down to kiss at your neck until you’ve had enough of his frayed pink hair tickling your skin. he damn near melts when your fingers inch up to tug at his roots — earning a deep and thrilling growl from the man. “that was a dirty move. who taught you that?”

“my good for nothing boyfriend, he’s kind of a bad influence.” you tease back, despite having to physically push sukuna away in order to avoid setting off his inner beast before dinner with your parents is done — and instead, take to grabbing his larger hand in yours so you can lead him from the front of house to your family’s reserved table.

and like always, sukuna trails after you like a lost puppy enamoured with the person that found them, have them love and warmth. because, while you didn’t change him, you made him want to be better — to give up the knives in his back and the bullets looking over his head for something better. something softer.

something like you.

ryomen sukuna wanted to become the someone he thought you deserved.

that’s why he put on this stupid suit and tie, why he let you take his hand, why he follows you to the the table that’s sure to seal his fate with you.

behind all that rough exterior, is a man who loves you.

and in front of sukuna, is a girl who loves him and all of his flaws right back.

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

[jaysng]

when your daughter is mad at him | pjs

pairing: pilot!husband!jay x female!reader

genre: fluff, comedy

synopsis: your daughter misses jay, but as a pilot his schedule requires him to be in places but at home. So she sulks and sulks..

“Come on, say hi to appa” you coo at your 3 year old daughter who refused to talk to her dad, “yeorum-ah i miss you so much, i promise to come back to you and give you all the cuddles and all the kisses. Let’s not be mad at each other hmm?” Hearing your husbands voice trying to convince your daughter to finally open her mouth and respond. A smile appeared on your face, reflecting your amusement. 

But she was your daughter, maybe jay’s genes did not even try to fight at this. Your husband, a pilot was once again gone for his work. A grueling week with multiple destinations was for sure hectic. “He said the same thing last time” your daughter mumbles, pushing the phone back to voice barely audible because of her pout.

You gently try to console her. “I know it’s hard, sweetie,” you say softly. “Appa has to be away for work, but he loves you very much.”

Mumbling again, “But it’s not the same when he’s not here. I miss him mmh…..” she complains shifting again on your lap. you sigh, understanding the pain in your daughter’s voice. 

You know too well the sacrifices involved and the strain it places on your family. “I miss him too,”you admit, talking to her as you gently rub yeorum’s back. “But we’re so proud of him, and he’s working hard to provide for us. It’s just for a little while longer. So can you talk to him?” Jay watches through his phone as your daughter finally sits still on your lap, “That’s my girl, appa apologizes for making my little princess this sad.”

“I wish you could be here right now” yeorum says as she overdramatically lets out an exhale, Jay gives a reassuring smile. “Me too. But I am thinking of us every moment. And when i get back, we’ll have all the time we want together.”

With her lips curved up to a smile, your daughter looks convinced now “Will you do anything i want when your back here?” She asks as your husband raises his eyebrow and chuckles softly, trying to predict the little one’s answer “Yes honey, tell me anything you want or want to do. Now, what does my baby want?” 

“You’ll play princess-princess with me!”

jay thinks, about the time when yeorum watched her first ever disney princess film, where her eyes first caught the glammed up looks and the pretty dresses, she wanted to recreate it on her dad. Well, she actually wanted to do it on you but then she claimed, ‘eomma s’already a princess’ 

Jay sat on the floor of the living room, smiling as yeorum carefully applies makeup to his face. She’s holding a small brush with great concentration, her tongue poking out in focus as she sweeps bright eyeshadow across his eyelids.

“close your eyes, appa!” she says with a giggle. He obliges, chuckling softly. She hums a little tune while she works, drawing thick lines around his eyes and then reaching for the lipstick. 

“You look just like a princess!” She says passing the mini pink hand mirror to her now pretty appa.

Just as he’s about to comment on his new look, his phone buzzes on the table. He picks it up and his expression shifts from amused to concerned. “Oh, man. I’ll be there in 10 minutes don’t worry”

Yeorum looks up at him with wide eyes, her signature disappointed pout evident on her face. “Appa, you have to see how pretty you look first!” she insists, holding up a small handheld mirror.

He glances at his reflection and stifles a laugh. “Wow, I look… amazing, baby.” But there’s no time to fully appreciate her artistry. He rushes to the bathroom to wash it off, only to find that the eyeliner and lipstick won’t budge. His heart sinks as he scrubs harder, but the marks remain stubbornly in place. Walking past the washroom, a distressed jay catching your attention. You walk over keeping a hand on his shoulder as he flinches, “Oh my god.. is it not coming off?” You say slowly getting worried and tensed yourself. 

“Yeorum-ah” you call out, trying to keep your voice calm, “what did you use to do appa’s makeup?”

She proudly holds up a set of colorful markers. “These! They were in your drawer!”He groans inwardly as he realizes she’s used permanent markers. His meeting is in ten minutes, and there’s no way to get it off in time. Double fuck.

“Shit. What do we do jay?” You say, trying to rub the eyeliner of his face. With no other option, he throws on a hat and large sunglasses, hoping they’ll hide most of it. As he heads out the door, kissing you and yeorum goodbye. She waves cheerfully. “Good luck appa! You look so fancy!”

He forces a smile, knowing this is going to be an interesting day at work.

You could say, to this day you’re grateful that she didn’t glam you up. 

It finally lift yeorum’s mood up after jay promised her he would once again, play the game with her. Now deep asleep in her room, your and your husband’s laugther echoes as you reminisced about that day. This time you’ll make sure to hide all the permanent markers from the drawer. 

As your giggles go quiet, suddenly feeling shy as jay looks at you through the screen with those lovestruck eyes. “Hi” you say, voice sweet and soft. “Hi” jay says as he brings the phone closer to his face, eyes shifting between you and the camera every then and now.

“You look beautiful, did i tell you that yet?” He adds, As the words left his lips, you felt a warm blush creeping up your cheeks. Your smile widened, almost uncontrollably, and you glanced down, biting your lower lip to suppress the giggle bubbling up inside of you.

He caught the change in your demeanor and chuckled, his voice low and full of affection. “What? Did I say something wrong?” he teased, leaning a little closer to the camera, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

“yeah i heard that a couple of times today” He grinned, unable to contain his own laughter now, the sound of it mixing with yours in a harmonious, joyous melody. You both knew that the words you shared were simple, but it was the way he said it, the way you looked at each other, that made you feel like teenagers in love.

You tilt your head “It’s hard convincing her you know..” you start, “when i feel the same, lonely without you.” you start to smile a little as jay raises his eyebrows and smiles back at you “I know, no wonder where she got this trait from.” he jokes as red tint appears on your cheeks, “But i know, i love you and i miss you every single moment honey.” He says, bringing his camera close to his lips as he kisses it. 

Back in the cockpit, jay adjusts his headset and catches a glimpse of his family photo pinned near his control panel. He takes a deep breath, a mix of longing and determination in his eyes. He knows his absence is hard on them, but he holds onto the thought of their reunion, using it as motivation to get through the flight.

all do not copy or repost — @/jaysng

[dissvicious]

THE BARTO AND NINA SITUATION

Did Barto and Nina slept together during Uta's concert and does Barto has his place on the dad pool ??? Answer under the cut

🔞 MDNI - slightly spicy, drug use / chemsex

SO FIRST THING

the dad pool final results are sending me. Eustass CUCK-tain Kid much?? Anyway let's end the suspense now. Did Nina slept with Barto at Uta's concert?

Short answer: yes and no, anyway no chance in hell he can be the father of the baby.

To establish a thing this don't really fit my timeline since the baby was conceived at the beginning of the timeskip but since one piece film Red isn't really canon I decided if fit ok or let's say it wasn't the same concert idgaf it's just funny

So. Killer Kid and Nina never really settled grounded rules about being in an open or a closed throuple. The three of them are jealous and possessive each in their own ways so they are mostly exclusive, but whenever a special occasion shows up they talk about it and see if yes or no the other are comfortable with it (exemple : Kid: Can I hatefuck Law? Nina: if you do this babe I'll cut your dick with my chainsaw and give it to eat to the sharks 😊 Kid: ok. Communication 101)

when Nina decided to go to Uta's concert she was like "dudes I'm probably gonna get baked as hell and since you guys don't want to come with me to this 'normie mainstream commercial shit for pussies' I can't promise I won't gonna get laid" and they assumed she was just trying to piss them off so they snorted and agreed - yeah well ok I'll admit communication isn't their strongest skill ok

Nina spent the majority of the concert completely baked in her tent, met Barto in the picnic area of the camping next to the concert place while she was eating a big slice of space cake

They immediately became friends because that's what punks does at concert

She's the one who painted "UTA" on his face :3

"Oi wanna take some edibles and zone out with me in my tent?"

Nina got a small star projector she uses when she got high and they spent hours of just lying down together looking at low quality space pictures sliding her tent ceiling

🔴_🔴 🔴_🔴 "wow....."

One thing leading to the other they started making out, Nina was feeling alone without her boys and Barto reminded her of Kid.

Nina, caressing Barto hair: "Hanw you're stupid and you're wearing ugly pants just like my boyfriend I love him so much I miss him he's incredible.... Don't tell him I told you this tho he's an asshole and I hate him"

Nina would have loved taking things further than second base but...

It was a LONG dry period for Barto ok

Poor man only had the time to dry hump between her thighs for less than a minute before exploding like a powder barrel 😔

that's why he don't have his signature pants during the concert btw

She was slightly frustrated but she let him snuggled against her and sleep in her tent

Sobering up they forgot the incident and became good buddies, they often meet each other in concerts and raves.

Kid and Killer don't know yet what happened between Barto and Nina, not that she hide it from them, just she... Forgot it, it was really nothing to her.

If they find it they gonna get real mad at Barto for a little while. Poor dude.

So no, sorry to disappoint, Barto isn't the father of Chainsaw metal killer Baby.

I WON'T SAY ANYTHING ELSE WAIT AND SEE FOR THE RESULTS

[loveephia]

hii ! I really luv ur writing style and omg it's so cute and sweet and HSKWJWJJAHSUVDSJ !!! ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊᵕˋ )ଓ⁾⁾ could I request karasuno x shy reader ? sorry if it sounds like a weird request ! ｡:ﾟ(;´∩`;)ﾟ:｡

:¨ ·.· ¨: ハイキュー!! karasuno meeting the shy reader . . .

`· . ꔫ . . . (hinata, kageyama, tsukishima, sugawara.)

a/n: I AM SO SORRY AS TO HOW LONG IT TOOK ME TO ANSWER THIS. i got the biggest writer's block, and i lost a bit of my interest in haikyū!!. slowly, but surely, it's coming back, though. THANK YOU ANON FOR YOUR KIND WORDS AND ENJOY READING!!! :D

⚠ warning/s: none.

SHŌYŌ HINATA

- i firmly believe that opposites attract

- so just know that hinata would be over the moon for you :D!!

- his outgoing personality together with your shy one, PLSSS you two would make such a cute couple

- upon first meeting, hinata was asked (by kiyoko) to try and find students who still weren't in a club, so hinata approached you first

- but when he asked you questions on if you wanted to join the volleyball club as their manager, you kept glancing off to the side, twiddling with your fingers, and sighing like you were uncomfortable

- that was hinata's little cue that maybe you weren't interested :<

- "i apologize.. i- i was already planning to join a different club." you manage to speak out with what little sanity you have left

- hinata's huge signature smile makes a way unto his own face, and you can't help but stare. "it's okay! what club were you planning to join?"

- and the conversation stems from there

- somehow, hinata just has this charm to get anyone to talk, you included ^^

TOBIO KAGEYAMA

- honestly, i can just imagine you and him staring at each other at the vending machine right outside karasuno.

- "did he just take the last box of milk?"

- "she's staring, so i'll stare too."

- then, after looking at his face for a while, you realize that hE'S ACTUALLY A TAD BIT HANDSOME.

- pls you're already weak around normal people, and he just so happens to be some kinda ikemen 😞

- a small peachy blush forms on your cheeks, and you decide that you can just get a new milk box at a different vending machine

- you shuffle away as quickly as possible, but you're interrupted with a: "hey."

- you turn around and see him walking toward you

- "no, no, no, no! is he mad? did i stare at him for too long???"

- "here." kageyama gives you some change, "i notice that you come here every day to get the same drink, but it looks like i took the last one."

- as you watch him walk away, you stare at the change now in your hands

- he was.. nice.

KEI TSUKISHIMA

- get out ☹️

- if i ever got sucked into the hq world, i'm avoiding tsukishima like the plague.

- you two are friends (somehow??) and normally, he'd watch you try to start a conversation with other schoolmates every day

- after your failed attempt at making new friends, tsukishima kinda teases you and.. comforts you??

- "maybe it'll turn out better next time if you actually maintained eye contact." he pats your head

- nvm it was a whole roast.

- you sigh at his words, looking disappointed, and he happens to notice

- "i'll buy you some shortcake if it makes you stop looking so gloomy." and gracefully at that, you nod, ecstatic :D!!

- to your schoolmates, you're the shy girl at the back of the class

- to tsukishima, you're everything and more

KOUSHI SUGAWARA

- you bumped into him while trying to run to the teacher's faculty to submit some papers

- and as you're on the floor, in a daze about what just happened, a sweet voice pulls you outta your thoughts

- you look up and see a boy lending you his own hand. "are you okay?" he asks

- "he's so handsome..!" you thought, taking his hand and getting pulled up

- "y- yes, i'm okay." you say, kneeling down to pick up the papers you dropped as the boy does the same. you can't help but glance at his face a few times

- "what's your name?"

- "y/n l/n. and yours..?"

- "you can call me sugawara." he hands you the papers he picked up with a smile, and you bow to thank him

- as you walk to the faculty room, back on the initial route, you can't help but think about your interaction with sugawara

© lowercase intended | loveephia

[aokoaoi]

Hello and good morning/afternoon/evening!!! I'm unsure if you write for Lo'ak or do angst but can I request a Lo'ak angst where reader has to watch Lo'ak and Tsireya fall in love from a distance and everyone but Lo'ak and Tsireya know about reader's gigantic crush please? I'd prefer a sad ending where Lo'ak never finds out and she has to fake a smile whenever she's around him but maybe someone *cough* Aonung *cough* sweeps her off her feet ;))). But ofc, you can skip over this request if you want to <333

◗ pairings :: lo'ak x fem!reader.

◗ warning's :: tiniest bit of atwow spoilers. slight angst. slight jealousy if you squint. slight fluff. comfort if you squint.

◗ author's note :: i tried turning this one into a less toxic ones, because from the past ff that I've read, these kinds of situations end up being toxic/unhealthy. new format also<3.

You loved that boy ever since.

He was someone who you could always count on. Someone you can always trust, and look forward to waking up just to see them every single day.

He was the light of your life. He treated you so well to the point you even thought he was reciprocating your feelings for him. But now, you watched him drift apart from you as he laughed with another girl.

Were you mad? No, you weren't. We're you upset? Yes, you were.

Upset of what?

Upset of a simple admiration ending up to disappoint you. It hurt to see him so happy with the Tsahìk's daughter than he was with you, they looked so good together, too. It hurts so bad.

Everyday, was all he thought about you was a friend? Someone who he can trust with his troubles? Someone who he can just hang out everyday to entertain his boredom?

You truly can't bare to see Lo'ak and Tsireya so happy with eachother. Their laughters and giggles bubbling in the air reaching up to your drooping ears.

You only can muster a strained smile when he comes to hang out with you after Tsireya leaves. We're you just some 'another person' he can go to once the one he truly likes to be with goes? You didn't want to think badly of him, really.

You weren't together in the first place, and neither can you control who he likes, but you wish he hadn't just threw you aside after he found someone new.

Sighing deeply, your ears drooped down to the sides on your head, the strands of your hair brushing against your ears at the actions. You were with Tuktirey, taking a rest from the water as you were both tired from the learning.

Tuk pouts at you, walking towards you as she stops in front of your seated position. "(nickname), why are you so sad?" She questions softly upon hearing your tired sighs.

Your eyes snapped towards her, removing its gaze on the sand as you looked at her sympathetically. Were you seriously so acting pathetic to the point a seven year old noticed? How embarrassing..

"I'm not sad, Tuk. Im just tired.." You let out softly, smiling at the girl as she looked at you unconvinced.

"I know you're sad, (nickname). I know what your sad face looks like." She says stubbornly, standing her point until you tell her the truth. You slightly laughed at her words, amused. "I have a signature sad face? What does it look like?" You attempted to stray her away from her point.

She tried to mimick your facial expressions, watching as her face scrunched. "I don't think I'm doing your sad face right.." she hums, looking down at her nose as if she was trying to see her expressions. You giggled, your hands caressing her hair.

"But you still look pretty when you're sad, yknow? So pretty! You never have a time where your prettiness goes away, (nickname)." She states adorably, smiling cutely.

"Really? I'm sure my sleeping face is pretty ugly."

Tuktirey hums at your words. "Well you wouldn't know.. you can't see yourself when you're asleep!" She exclaims as a matter of fact. "But I wouldn't know either.. I haven't seen you asleep. Plus, it'd be kind of weird to look at your friend while they're sleeping." She pouts.

You laughed, arms wrapping around her form as you pulled her into an embrace. "You're so cute, reyrey~" You pressed a peck on her cheeks, watching as she giggled.

"You look so miserable right now.." Neteyam looked at you, slightly concerned. You slightly glare at him for stating that right in front of his friends. Ao'nung also turns to you, as if wanting to see you pathetic.

"Gee, thanks Neteyam. As if I hadn't known that already." You waved him off, tucing out for your ilu as you, Neteyam and few of his friends were getting ready for hunting.

"Awhh. You poor thing, are you homesick?" Rotxo perks up, frowning at you sympathetically. You looked at him for a slight second, dumbfounded.

"Are you.. awhing me? Skxawng." You turned away, huffing under your breath.

"If you're not gonna tell us, we're not leaving this place." Neteyam voiced out, watching as you paused. You turned to him, blankly.

"You boys wouldn't know. It's girl things, you'd find it hilarious if I told you." You commented. Ao'nung crosses his arms, feeling challenged at your words; "Oh really? Try me."

"Try US." Neteyam glances at him, correcting Ao'nung.

You blew raspberries, rolling your eyes. "It's not important."

"Yes it is. My sister only acts like this if something reaaally got on her nerves. So if you won't tell us, we'll force the information out of you." Neteyam perked up immediately after your statement.

"Come on, (nickname). We won't laugh at you, i promise." Rotxo smiles, encouraging you to speak up. You let out a frustrated sigh, your nonexistent brows furrowing as your nose scrunched. "Fine. But if one of you laughs, im setting an appointment for you in hell."

The three boys immediately stops whatever would distract them. Their ears perked up, listening to whatever you're gonna say.

"There's this boy," You eyes their reactions, creeper out by their weird stares. "I like him. But—"

"He likes someone else?!" Rotxo cuts you off, and you looked at him with a dumbfounded expression. The two remaining boys looked at you for confirmation, and you sighed as you nodded your head.

"Oh..." Neteyam pursed his lips, knowing who exactly you were talking about.

"..So? There's lots of boys here just practically waiting to get your attention in the village." Ao'nung breaks in, looking confused still.

"You don't get it, Ao'nung. This boy is someone I've spent practically my whole life with— and he just throws me away." You hissed slightly at the thought, distaste filling your tongue.

Rotxo makes a face as you revealed way too much, now feeling guilty for encouraging you to say why you're acting so miserable.

Neteyam looks at you sympathetically as you let go of your Ilu, looking done. "I can't believe I'm even talking to you boys about it right now." You whispered, looking down into the water as you hugged yourself.

"Look, I'm sure what you're feeling would eventually pass. It would be hard, but I promise you, it'll hurt less just as you slowly lose your feelings for him." Neteyam slightly touches your arm, smiling in comfort. You bit your tongue, wanting to say something but just let's it go.

"Let's just go hunting." You finally looked at them, grabbing the hunting gear from Ao'nung without a second thought. The boys looked at eachother as you swam away with your Ilu, wincing at the damage they just made.

"I take the blame." Rotxo raises his hand, making the two look at him blankly.

"I'm getting good, y'know?"

You hummed at his words, listening intently as he told you about his day. Lo'ak claps his hands, continuing to boast about his progress with a smug smile.

"Lo'ak?"

He stopped talking at your words, looking at you expectantly when you called out to him. He raised a brow, watching as you tried to form tour words carefully. "..do you like that girl? Tsireya?"

Lo'ak's eats drooped at your question, his lips pursing nervously. You eyed his reactions, and smiled reassuringly. "You can trust me, Lo'ak." You patted his hand, waiting patiently at his answer.

"Truthfully. I don't know yet?" You hummed, understand where he was getting at. You ignored the stinging sensation in your chest as you forced yourself to listen to him about Tsireya.

If you were gonna move on from him, you're gonna have to confirm of he really likes Tsireya. It wouldn't be healthy if you continued to like the boy while he liked another one, your mama taught you better than that.

"She's nice, really caring as well. But I've only known her for a few days, but then again there's some kind if connection." He looks at you, observing as you were following his words.

"So you're unsure?" He nods at your question.

"..maybe I can help..? Help you figure out your feelings for her, I mean."

He looked hesitant by your words. But he eventually nods his head again, appreciating your offer. You slightly grinned, happy how he can trust you like how he did back at home.

"First, tell me how you feel about her."

Lo'ak clears his throat, humming in thought. "I think she's really sweet, friendly, and just over all likable. She's really cute too, y'know? Her encouragement and praises are so simple, but it just motivates me to keep learning." He smiles as he talks about her.

You notice his way of speaking about the girl, and that was when you finally accepted his feelings for her.

"Sounds like you like her.." You voice out, watching him snap to look at you in surprise.

"Seriously? But doesn't it seem.. weird? It's only been a few days." He shrugged, still finding it oddly weird that he can develop such feelings for Tsireya in just a few days. You slightly laughs at him, shaking your head.

"Lo'ak. If your feelings for her are genuine, pure, and just overall real, then there's no point in denying you like her. Loving and liking are two different things, liking can develop in just a few weeks or so, but loving is a different step." You grinned in amusement as he still remained unsure.

"You sure..?" He looks at you suspiciously. You put up a tight smile, nodding.

"I'm sure."

He let's out an exhale, his hand coming down from his face in literal disbelief. "Wow.. you girls are definitely a whole different breed when it comes to emotions." He awes, slightly grinning at the roll of your eyes.

"Oh please, it's not just us girls."

"No, seriously! Just think about it. You could tell I liked Tsireya just by listening me talk about her? Like, that's practically magic." He teases you. You scoffed playfully, shoving him slightly to the side.

You decide to humor him, and you nodded smugly. "Yknow what. Maybe it is magic?" He gasps, and you chuckled.

"Okay, stop that now." You scolded him, watching as he continues to gasp at you, looking at you as if you were some kind of wizard.

Ao'nung sits beside you out of nowhere, following your line of gaze. He looks at Tsireya and Lo'ak playing in the water, watching as they splashed water on eachother while their cackles filled the air.

The boy turns to you, intently watching your side profile as the sunset perfectly lightened your face, the light complimenting your skin.

"You're smiling at them..? I thought you'd be sad." You grunted at the sound of his voice, turning to him, displeased that your mood got ruined.

"I'm smiling, because I'm happy." You gritted out, slouching your back as you huffed. "But now, I am sad because you ruined my mood."

"You're.. happy? Why?" He stupidly questioned. Just yesterday, you were acting so stiff and miserable to the point even his idiotic friend Rotxo noticed. But now you were happy for the cause of your miserableness yesterday? Man, girls do have weird moodswings.

"Because he's happy, Ao'nung. I took your stupid words yesterday, and also Neteyam's. I'm gonna move on." You spoke up, turning away from him.

He looks at you in realization. "Oh.. well good for you." He smiles. You glanced at him, your nose srunching in amusement. "If you're here to talk to me, you're doing a bad job." You perked up, your ears twitching as it caught the sound of Ao'nung's disappointed sound.

"You're words absolutely hurt, you know that? Be more nicer to me." Her pouts. You hide your amused grin from your hand, but your chuckles managed to reach his ears.

"I helped him realize his feelings for your sister earlier. We had a talk, and when I heard him talk about her so genuinely, I finally accepted that he wasn't the one for me." You suddenly said amongst the silence. Ao'nung straightens his posture upon hearing your words.

"Well, what's it for you then?"

"..what's what? I don't get what you mean." You turned to him with furrowed brows, confused by his point.

"Don't you want to feel loved, too?" His eyes flicked around your face, observing the perfect lighting that bounced off your smooth skin. You contemplated for a while. "I do want to feel loved. But I'm not gonna seek that from someone who's happy with someone else. I'm gonna eventually find someone who truly loves me, as do I with them, but now isn't the time for me." You state, watching as the boy awed at you words.

"That's pretty smart. I'm happy for you, (name)."

You grinned, "That's the first time you called me by my real name. usually you call me idiot." Ao'nung looks at you in faux surprise, a hand coming to his chest as he gasped. "I do not."

"You do!" You chuckled. Ao'nung shakes his head in disbelief, frowning at you. "You always make me sound like a bad guy."

"I do not."

"You do!"

"Now you're just imitating me." You crossed your arms across your chest, pouting as Ao'nung opened his mouth to say something idiotic again.

"I am not."

Lo'ak watches as you smiled at Ao'nung. He knew about your admiration for him, but he was too scared to tell you he doesn't feel the same way. Every day, he had to face you casually as if he wasn't guilty of what he felt about you.

It was equally as painful for him to watch you fall for him, back when you were both still at the forest. It hurt more when he saw you hurting when you see him with Tsireya.

He only saw you as a friend. Someone who he trusts, and always look forward to spending his day with. His feelings for you were never romantically, and he felt bad for leading you to thinking he felt the same just for treating you well.

He noticed your move when you talked to him about Tsireya. He was worried for a moment, but then you started to talk to him into helping him realize he has romantic feelings for the girl. He was slightly happy you were moving on from him. You deserve so much more than him, you deserve someone who wouldn't hurt you like how he did.

He wants to see you happy. That's all he wanted for you.

© aokoaoi.

[bots-and-cons]

Arcee and female human reader pls?

Reader is a girl but she's thought, adventurous and a trouble maker she often hangs out with the other male soldiers from the military and with the kids as well but sometimes likes to do dangerous or radical things for example jumping off of a really high water fall and diving on the water and often dreaming out of base, and cuz of that and (the lost of her old partners) Arcee had become protective of her because it's not rare that reader often comes back with some cuts or slight injuries

Then one day reader sneaks out again to go and explore a forest that had been having a lot of decepticons Activities or energon signatures recently (being the curious she is goes to explore) and Arcee quietly following her, then when really deep into the forest arcee picks her up and walks back scolding reader but she then just sighs not being able to stay mad at her for to long and just goes back to base with her.

(Sorry for being annoying and sending 3 messages your writing is so good btw)

A/N: I’ve been kinda ignoring this request until now, Idk why to be honest, just didn’t feel like paying attention to it. Now that I actually read it again, I wanted to write a scenario for it. This is set in the last season of the show, so they’re not in the bunker base or whatever anymore. I did this with the usual they/them pronouns, it's just a habit at this point. Also thank you! :D

“Has anyone seen (Name)?” Arcee asked as she looked around the hangar.

“Nope” Miko said.

“Not in a while” Jack shrugged.

“They left a few minutes before you guys got here. Ratchet opened the groundbridge for them. I don’t know where they went exactly” Raf chimed in, pushing up his glasses. “But I can find out”

Raf opened his laptop and started trying to locate your phone. It took a moment, but then the laptop made the little “ping” sound it made whenever it found the device it was looking for.

“Where are they?” Arcee asked a tad impatiently.

“Remember where we had those decepticon sightings a while back? They went there” Raf showed Arcee the laptop screen.

“Oh for Primus’ sake” Arcee muttered.

You’d told Ratchet where to bridge you and, to your luck, he seemed to have forgotten it was where the decepticon sightings had occurred just last week. You wanted to investigate what was going on over there, because of the numerous sightings and such, but you didn’t really have any other easy way to get there. Ratchet forgetting was very convenient for you, and you knew Arcee was going to be pissed, but you went anyway.

You were walking around the woods, but there didn’t seem to be anything out of the ordinary. The birds were singing and the insects were making their own little noises. There wasn’t anything weird going on, which was a bit of a disappointment. You didn’t want to end up face to face with a vehicon or anything, but you did want to find out what was going on.

After a while of wandering around, you heard the sound of an engine. You couldn’t tell which direction it was coming from, so you just hid behind a big boulder, as the sound got louder. You were really hoping the sound was coming from behind you, so the boulder would hide you, but you still weren’t sure.

You heard the telltale signs of someone transforming, and then it sounded like whoever had transformed, was standing on top of the boulder. You were a bit under it too, since the huge rock was at an angle.

Arcee had your latest location from Raf, so you should have been right there. Had you dropped your phone? A small thing like that would be much harder to spot than a whole human being. She was standing on a big rock and looking around, but according to Raf, you should have been right there. Arcee dropped down from on top of the rock, and the noise that followed almost made her jump back up.

“Holy shit!” you shrieked.

“What in the name of Primus is wrong with you?!” Arcee whisper shouted.

“You spooked me, besides, I wouldn’t have yelled if you were a decepticon”

“Alright, I’m taking you back” Arcee rolled her optics and picked you up.

As she picked you up, she noticed you seemed disheveled. Your pants were ripped on your right knee and your knee had dried blood on it.

“Did you hurt yourself?” Arcee asked cautiously.

“Oh this?” you motioned towards your knee. “I just fell and skinned my knee on a rock, stung like a bitch to be honest”

Arcee just stared at your bloody knee for a while. Rationally, she knew that even a fragile human such as yourself wouldn’t die from such a small injury, but what if… Suddenly she found herself feeling angry towards you, why did you always have to pull these stupid stunts and disappearing acts?

“You’re a reckless idiot, you know that, right?” Arcee snapped.

“Where’s this coming from all of a sudden?” you asked, tilting your head slightly.

“You hate it when you pull these disappearing acts on me. I’m supposed to keep you safe, so how can I do that if I don’t even know where you are?!” she raised her voice.

The whole thing clicked for you quite quickly. You hadn’t realized how much your way of coping messed with Arcee. You would rather go off on your own, so no one would get hurt because of you, but because you went off on your own, Arcee couldn’t make sure you were safe, which was clearly bothering her.

“I won’t do it again, I promise” you suddenly pledged.

Arcee was quite taken aback by your sudden promise, because that was the last thing she had expected you to do. She had expected an argument at least, probably even another yelling match. She didn’t know what to say to you. You were looking at her with such an honest expression, you really meant what you had said.

Arcee just sighed, and placed you on her shoulder.

“Is that it? You sure you don’t wanna yell at me a bit more?” you smirked.

“I would love to yell at you more, but I’m worried the cons might hear me, so I decided not to” Arcee rolled her optics.

“So there are decepticons here?” you exclaimed.

“(Name)” Arcee sighed

“Yeah?”

“Shut up, please”

You just chuckled, and made a motion in front of your face as if you’d closed a zipper, but you were still smiling at her.

Arcee wasn’t angry anymore, she never could stay angry at you for long. Now all that was left was getting you back to the base. That should be the easy part, right?

[soxcietyy]

Hello there! I was wondering if you and do a very successful businesswoman reader x hawks, being in a relationship

Business Women

Your black heels clack on the floor as you walk to your office. Today you wore black slacks with a matching blazer, a white button down and golden jewelry. With your signature red pen that had a bright red feather at the end. You had a good feeling about today. Your workers bow as you pass by greeting you good morning. As usual you nod and wave to them happy to see them working. You had a big meeting with international business owners. If you won this contract deal you would be known not only in Japan but in other countries too. Opening the double doors you close your eyes and take a deep breath as you ready yourself to practice your speech. Opening them you see a tall figure looking out the window that was open. His red fierce wings folding down. It was the one and only Keigo. Every time he finished a job he would zoom down over here to hang out a bit in the morning.

"You know what a window is Keigo?" You quirk your brow.

Slowly turning around he gives you a smile. His face always lighting up when he sees you. Today he showed up with a busted lip. Nothing new seeing he was a hero. One day it could be a scratch the other day it will be a broken wing.

"I'll be kicked right out if I do! You always have such a busy schedule that even you assistant won't let me see you! I'm your partner for crying out loud!" He throws his hands up as he approaches you.

Grabbing your face he gives it a quick peck.

"What can I say I have a empire now." You shrug as you lead him to sit in your chair. He complies as this was both of your routine when he shows up. Pulling the bottom drawer open you grab an ointment out of the many you have in their. You them proceed to straddle your lover and carefully put it the ointment on his lip. He rolls his eyes hating to see you taking care of him. It hurts his pride a bit seeing that he's not really the money maker in the relationship and also having you to take care of him. He always tells you it's fine but you would insist. Eventually he gave in and let's you do what you please.

"You need to be more careful Keigo." You sigh placing a single kiss on his forehead.

"You need to act like a boss and not like a friend." He says leaning back onto the chair.

Before you could even protest about how untrue that was someone knocked at the door. You jump off of him immediately afraid of anyone walking in.

"Y/n are you in there?" A male voice asks. You sigh in relief seeing it was your assistant. He knew about your relationship with the number 2 hero and didn't really care for it.

"Why are you so quiet? Hawks is in there isn't he?" He sighs loudly as the jingles the door knob. This often happened in a weekly bases.

Hawks looks at you with a glare. "Tell him off, your his boss y/n" he says looking at you.

"I can't do that to him, he's my assistant! He's the reason everything is always in order." You groan.

Hawks sends you a very disappointing look as he kicks his feet onto your desk.

"Yes I am in here. Don't come in we're about to get frisky in here, with a hard F." Hawks smirks.

Your eyes widen in shock. How dare he even say that to your worker. How dare he even use that language in here. Before you could even speak hawks grabs your shirt and pulls you down as he crashes his lips onto yours. His soft warm lips touching yours as he shoved his tongue in your mouth. You try pulling back but he has a firm grip on you. But the way he moves his tongue is very passionate but rough, as is he wanted to devour you. Eventually letting go his golden eyes look at yours.

"Your cute when your mad and all, but I really didn't want to hear you say so many business terms I wouldn't be able to understand." He smiles in amusement watching you fall onto the ground in shock.

The last time you felt so little compared to someone was when you worked under your old boss. But Hawks had his ways of making sure you knew he would always be on top no matter who had more money or a better status.

[nevereverthem]

imagine this: cat and mouse!bonkai but they're in the real world and not the prison world

TVD Imagine request :

I'm not particularly familiar with the cat and mouse trope. However, it gave me some ideas that I wanted to share.

Words : 2.7k

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1. 6x22 Damon abandons Bonnie dying at the wedding. He walks out of the venue, going straight to the hospital where Elena is waiting for him in her magic coma.

_ That's it ? He's just gonna let you die ?

Nothing. The only thing that's heard is Bonnie sobbing on the floor.

Kai walks up to her, crouching beside her dying form.

_ I admire your loyalty. But I'd like you to answer this. Why do you stay like that ? I mean, loyal to them. Clearly, it's not reciprocated.

She avoids his gaze, facing the opposite direction.

Kai cups her chin with one strong hand, turning her head back to him.

_ I asked a question.

Bonnie doesn't answer. She coughs, blood leaving her lips, running down to the newly heretic's hand.

Kai takes his hand to his face, licking the Bennetts' blood that just stained his skin. He closes his eyes at the taste, humming in contentment.

_ Delicious !

He looks back at her, searching her face. She's clenching her jaw, clearly mad, and hurt, fighting the tears threatening to escape her eyes. She doesn't want him to see her cry any more. He's not getting that satisfaction.

His smile drops a second before being replaced by a slight pout of disappointment.

_ Right. You're not in the mood. I get it.

She's dying. It won't be long now. She knows it. She can't even see straight anymore. Her vision's so blurry she doesn't notice Kai biting in his own wrist before presenting it to her mouth.

_ Drink.

At his word, she manages a confused frown, batting her eyes a couple of times. It doesn't help her vision. Although she doesn't need her sight to feel the bloody flesh brushing against her lips.

_ You dying that soon is not part of the plan.

He presses his wrist closer to her mouth.

_ Come on, Bon.

She wants to decline the offer.... but her survival instincts take over. Eyes closed to imagine someone else giving her blood, she grabs his wrist with both her fists, drinking hungrily as though her life depends on it.... which is actually the case. She could swear she hears him sigh in relief. Is it just a near death experience hallucination ? It doesn't matter. She's going to live. A bit longer that is.

When she's had enough of his blood to be completely healed, she lets go of his arm, moving in a sitting position.

_ Better ?

She glances at him, staring daggers through his eyes for a moment. A smile then grows on her face.

_ Feelings are hard, right ?

Kai scoffs, incredulous. Before he can answer, Bonnie mimics his signature wink.

_ Invisique.

She's gone.

Kai stands up from the floor, surprised, and quite impressed. He checks around him. She's nowhere to be found. That filthy little witch has learnt a lot. He grins uncontrollably, staring into space, lost in thoughts....

2. After the wedding massacre, Kai stays around, avoiding most of the fights. The Heretics settle in and take over the town.

One day, Kai receives an invitation to a party hosted by no other than Lily Salvatore. It's supposed to be a 'bury the hatchet' occasion.

The one thought that crosses his mind is the possibility of Bonnie's appearance at that 'peaceful' reunion. It's been a while since their last encounter. He can't wait. He doesn't believe one bit of this agreement bullshit. But he's not denying a little entertainment.

Once at the party, he quickly notices Bonnie in a corner, surely plotting with one of her friends.

_ May I have this dance ?

Hearing this familiar voice makes her shiver out of fear and anger. She turns to face him, repressing the desire to throw him away with magic.

_ I won't bite, I promise. At least not today.

He winks, offering her his right hand.

Bonnie looks back at the person beside her. They both nod, exchanging a knowing silence.

_ One. For peace.

He gives her a smile, repeating ironically.

_ For peace.

He leads them to the middle of the crowd, hands intertwined. He places an arm around her hip. Her hand wrapping around his neck. Bodies pressed against each other for slow dancing. They've never been this close. He's never been allowed anyway....

He's got a restricted amount of time, so he doesn't waste any. He bends his head down to her neck, whispering.

_ I know what you're planning to do. Not the details, but I can imagine. I won't stop you. I don't care what happens to them. They treated me like their personal walking blood bag. They can burn in hell. I came just for you.

They're swaying in synch, as if everything was normal.

_ You're disgusting.

_ Yeah ? You're alive because I decided so.

She huffs in disbelief, biting back.

_ You're the one who had me dying.

_ True. Let's say it's an apology for my mistake.

They keep dancing, moving accordingly to the music's rhythm. He adds.

_ You've never apologised for yours.

She abruptly steps back, frowning in confusion. She doesn't understand.

He presses her back against him. Of course she doesn't recall her mistake. Is she even aware it was one ?

The song's ending. He takes advantage of the remaining seconds.

_ I haven't forgotten how it felt.... I can't wait to taste your blood again.

The moment she finally decides to get him out of her way for good, he's gone. He doesn't reappear for the whole eventful day. He'd told the truth this time....

3. Bonnie is now under the control of the Huntress power. She has to kill vampires. She can't go against her duty. It's literally stronger than her.

The day she becomes that relentless huntress, a certain heretic makes an apparition.

_ Got yourself in trouble yet again ? You can't stop yourself, can you ?

She's almost happy to see his cocky expression staring at her in the dark. The fact that she can't refrain her killing desire might come in handy this time.

_ What are you doing here ?

He smiles at her annoyed tone.

_ I hear there is a new huntress in town. Came to introduce myself !

_ I'm gonna kill you.

_ I figured. You'd rather kill me than your friends, right ? That makes me the perfect bait.

She approaches cautiously, confusion spread on her face.

_ You're willing to die to protect my friends. Have you gone totally insane ?

He chuckles at her insinuation.

_ I'm not protecting their lives. I'm protecting yours.

She frowns, not able to stop her feet.

_ We're both aware that you've got shitty ungrateful friends....

Kai starts stepping back, keeping a safe distance between them.

_ ....still, you wouldn't be able to live with yourself if you ever hurt one of them.

Does he feel some sort of pity ? Is he truly trying to help her ?

_ I'm not completely against the idea of you being desperate and out of your mind....

Here it is.

_ ....but I'd rather be the reason you end up that way.

He gives her his usual psycho smile. That's more like it.

They're now walking in circles, as if slowly chasing one another.

_ You're not much of a talker tonight.

_ I have other plans.

That's when she throws herself at him, weapon in hand. One hit and he's trapped into that hell of a stone.

Luckily he's got some vampire speed to help. He dodges in time. While concentrating to avoid her attacks, he continues speaking.

_ It's funny how it's the second time you try to kill me since I've saved your life. And I'm not talking about the wedding.

The information get to her mind, but she's so caught up in the killing spree, she can't stop her movements.

_ You've never saved me. All you did was threaten me, shoot me, and leave me for dead.

When trying to reach him, Bonnie plants her sword in the nearest tree trunk, earning Kai a bit more time.

_ I was right then. They didn't tell you.

_ Tell me what ?

She takes her sword back, ready to stab him in the right place this time.

_ When you tried to kill yourself in the prison world, I came back for you.

She doesn't answer. Her anger mixes with the huntress power. Kai doesn't stop, dodging every hit.

_ You think that door opened by itself ? Nope ! I almost died doing that spell. Your ex boytoy pushed that switch 'cause I gave my last bit of strength so he could actually do it.

_ You're a liar !

He chuckles bitterly at that word.

_ How come I know your grandma told you to be strong and that's why you tried getting up ?

Bonnie's mind is stunned, but her body's still moving.

Kai's exhausted. The magic he's absorbed right before the encounter is running out. And his vampire abilities are not enough to keep on escaping her blows.

_ You'll have to ask your so-called friends. I did my best.

And just like that, he's gone, again.

Since she didn't mark him he's out of reach for now. She's got another job at hand.... Stefan.

4. Bonnie's finally back to normal. No huntress duty. No monster controlling her friends. She's found a way to get her powers back. More than that, through all the terrible events, she's had a little conversation with Damon. She's definitely not forgiven him for choosing Elena over her that very night.... But since all that happened.... They've come to a truce.

The things Kai had told her while she was under the huntress power.... That always bugged her and she finally asked Damon about it. All of it is true ! More than that, he did risk his own life to save hers. That's the least he should have done after what he put her through.... but it still itches something in her.

Since she got her magic back, as if he's felt it, she's seen the Heretic appear in random places she went to. He's always here, watching her from afar. That teasing's starting to get to her. She needs to take action before he drives her completely mental, or worse.

That's why that day she cuts her palm and casts a spell that indicates Kai's exact whereabouts. The woods, the snow.... As if he's been waiting for that exact moment. A reminder of the day it all went wrong.

_ You're late !

_ We didn't have an appointment. How-

_ Bonnie.

He smiles fondly, like he's reunited with an old friend.

_ I constantly feel your magic. It's got that special taste to it. You know, that aura.

He inhales deeply, as if he could smell it too....

_ You've been following me.

_ Told you I wanted to be the one to make you go insane. How am I doing so far ?

_ Stop that ! You were right.

Kai's stopped in his amusement, but if she wants to get to the heart of the subject, they will.

_ That's what you want me to say. That you were right. What you told me the last time was true.

_ What did I say ?

He knows perfectly what he told her, but he wants to hear the words come out of her mouth.

_ You came back for me. In the prison world. You prevented me from-

_ I did.

She's not sure if he wants to acknowledge that fact once more, or if the mention of attempted suicide is somehow too much now....

_ I did, and you left me.

_ I didn't know-

_ You could have let me back home, to the present. Then you could have just let me go or kill me, whatever. But no, you did the worst thing you could do to me. You left me in that damn prison !

His voice's louder, angrier. He's come closer, a few steps. She can feel the heat of his anger emanating from his body.

_ You're a murderer Kai ! You think I was gonna let you go ? You left me for dead.

_ And I came back ! You didn't.

She stays silent.

_ I changed, and you still left me. You didn't believe me.

_ And you murdered most of a wedding's guests because of a heartbreak ?

_ Yeah, 'cause your friends are so pure as the driven snow. That's why you forgive them every time. But I was never deemed worth it, right ? It all comes back to the same at the end.

He comes even closer, walking up to her with each word.

_ I'm not even the black sheep anymore. I'm the big bad wolf. That's what you think, huh ? Maybe you're right.

He grins wickedly. He's so close she can feel his breath when he speaks.

_ And you know what wolf do ? They bite !

The moment his eyes change colour and his fangs appear, she gets him flying away.

_ Motus !

Kai's back hits a tree and Bonnie begins chanting. Chains appear around him, binding him to the trunk.

Kai groans out of pain but he's soon composed again. He raises his head to her, pulling on the chains.

_ Getting a bit kinky ? I'm not complaining.

A playful grin on his lips, and that's what it takes for her to pull out the stake she has in her back pocket. She places it right on his chest, before his heart.

_ Oh, so that's it ? You've finally decided to kill me. What took you so long ?

He's 'calm', totally unperturbed.... He was expecting it ? And he came all the same ?

_ You want to die ?

She's horrified by her own statement. The man who fought so hard to get to live is willing to die at her hands.

_ I surely thought I'd stay on earth a while longer.... but perish at the hand of my own nemesis. What an end !

She realises something.

_ That's what you wanted last time ? When I became the huntress. You wanted me to kill you ?

_ Oh, no. I wanted to get your friends a little more time, and it worked.

_ Why ?

_ Why what ?

_ Why did you do it ? Why do you keep me alive ? You've shot me, you've stabbed me, you've brought me to the brink of death.... And you've always kept me there.

She pauses a moment. That man saved her from suicide. She's one of the few he kept alive at the wedding, even if it was out of spite and how terrible it sounds. He kept her busy when she was the huntress so her friends had more time to escape and find a way to break the link. It's hard to admit but he does cares for her in his own twisted way....

_ You're a challenge, Bonnie Bennett.

In that instant, she's attracted by his eyes. He wears so much confidence on the outside, but his eyes say otherwise. The more she looks into them, the more she seems to grasp glimpses of the man she's known. The man who said he's changed. The man who looked so scared when she stabbed him that snowy day.... She's so lost in his eyes that she doesn't catch his murmuring.

He's played with her life in that awful special way. She's gonna give him the same treatment. A final fatal encounter.

When she plunges the stake in his flesh, she hears his painful moans. Without thinking twice, she leans to put her lips against his, muffling his cries in a kiss.

She's always had that repressed desire for him. She knows she shouldn't, but it's been here since the beginning. He's reaching the end. She can at least make it slightly bearable.

When she pulls out, his cries have stopped. The stake is planted deep in his chest....

_ I'm not sure what's best. This or your blood. I'd be tempted to say your blood, but this comes close second. I say that again, I'll have another taste one day.

He did not desiccate? Why did he not desiccate ?

Her eyes go wide. She takes a huge step back, appalled. The chains fall from Kai's body.

_ Ahh, Bonnie Bennett. Still that easy to be fooled.

Kai removes the stake from his chest in one swift movement, dropping it to the ground.

_ Plastic.

He stretches his arms then cracks his neck.

_ See you soon my sweet Bonster.

He smiles warmly, gives her a quick wink, then suddenly disappears.

The man came to verbally fight. He let himself get hurt. She kissed him. He obviously siphoned the magic from the chains. And he transformed the stake into plastic with a murmured spell....

He got away. Again.

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Thank you for reading, did you like the short stories ?

I spent all night writing this. It took me basically 6 hours. That's alright.

Thank you for your suggestion 'anonymous'. I took a long time to respond and I'm sorry. I hope it lives up to your expectations. If not, please tell me more about what you expected me to write. I might understand the cat and mouse trope a lot more.

If you find any language mistake please feel free to let me know in DMs.

XO 🩷

The Vampire Diaries Masterlist

[boldlyexplorational]

Episode 29 "Kirk's worst day ever" "operation: annihilate!"

Here we go, last episode! Peculiar choice for a finale, maybe COTEOF would have been a better choice, if maybe more depressing. But I guess there was a different concept of season finale back then, episodes needed to be stand alone first and foremost.

As a SNW watcher I was really sad about Sam. Poor guy, I didn't deserve that. It's always so sad when you know how a character is going to end up.

The opening was flawless, with McCoy revealing how Kirk's family is on the infected planet. I also love how it's implied that Kirk just did not answer that question and ignored Bones until later to tell him "yeah you were right". That was kinda funny, except for the tragedy of course.

It looked like the episode was filmed in a real place with modern architecture for the time, which I love and it looked cool. The alien parasites also were cool and gross and had clever effects. I'm a sucker for practical effects so I'm biased.

It's a real bad day for Kirk, isn't it? When the wife also died I was like "that's too much", but then when Spock got infected... My headcanon is that he did take a crying break in his quarters. He has the emotional intelligence to know he needed it. But of course you can't show the captain crying.

There's this one moment when Kirk is super impressed with how Spock is resisting the pain of the infection. Kirk decides to compliment Spock in the most effectively flirty way possible: saying that his logic is impeccable. And Spock makes a face like "that was hot, but not now captain, I'm busy fighting to stay alive".

Kirk was SO MAD at bones when he blinded Spock! So mad! He sort of cooled off after, but in the moment I thought he was going to slap bones. Or rather to the signature full body yeet at him.

Shout out to Chapel who shined in this episode, I love that she's such a tough woman!

One last thing I will say, the only thing I didn't really like in the episode: they kept amping the stakes, on and on. They made it personal for Kirk, though there was no need for it (Kirk would have helped anyway). They made the wife die to... Fine , ok I'm concerned now. They made a big deal about the kid... And now SPOCK IS INFECTED! Ok that's A LOT. He's cured, but he's BLIND NOW! I can't take it anymore. Then the episode ends, all is well, everyone's ok, NO MENTION OF WHAT HAPPENS TO KIRK'S ORPHANED NEPHEW. I'm sure they had no money for an extra scene with a child actor, but at least throw a line in there or something. I don't know, I don't mind surreal high stakes but I do hate feeling like I was led on and made feel tense and worried ... For nothing. Like a trap. I know ST writing can be better than this, so I was disappointed.

And it's not the first time they do this too, and I know it also may be because viewers tuning in mid episode needed new stakes to be engaged in the story ... But that doesn't mean you have to escalate at that rate and then diffuse with no consequence.

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Day 2 - Betrayal

Gortash is apparently late to some very important meeting but somehow he still finds time to ask Karlah to sign a new contract.

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“Boss? Ready to go?” Karlach knocks again on the door, which her boss, Enver Gortash, disappeared in, a few minutes ago. Or well, to be exact, in ‘time that feels like a few minutes ago’ is a bit more accurate description. The young tiefling is not very good at telling time, especially when she is supposed to be waiting for something and when the wait is supposed to be so short and when it is happening out of her control.

She shifts her weight from foot to foot and stretches her arms over her head. She always struggles to just stand still, being a teenager filled with energy. Her boss hates how much she is fidgeting. He says it is undignified and that as his bodyguard she should behave with some decorum when she is fulfilling a role of threatening presence behind his back. She does not really understand what he means by that, besides if she has to focus on staying still it is much harder for her to properly pay attention to all the potential threats she is supposed to be protecting him from in the first place. But she is not being paid for her opinions, she has been told and so she really tries to do her best. At least when he is looking.

Karlach eyes again the doors leading to Gortash’s office. Or study. Or workroom. Businessroom. Whatever is the official name of the room supposed to be. Still not answer nor any sign of her boss emerging. He must have been there for a while already, right? With guilt she reaches towards the breast pocket of her jacket where she stores a neat little pocket watch her boss lent her some time ago. He gave her grand lecture about the importance of punctuality and at that time she was really scare that he will just fire her but in the end he gave her the pocket watch. She does not pull them out as there is no point in trying to check the time on them. They are currently not exactly functional…

Karlach will really have to figure out how to tell him she broke them. Well, it was not really her fault, she only made the mistake of checking the time in one of the worser parts of Lower City and some bastard tried to steal them and she roughed them up real good afterwards. Unfortunately, the fragile little piece of metalwork fell on the cobblestone and though besides a few scratches they appeared fine on the first look, something must have broken inside. And Gortash might have said it was just some old model he had no use for anymore but it is still probably one of the most expensive things Karlach ever had in her possessions. But her boss was freakishly smart with all the cogs and apparatuses he will probably repair them with no problem. Still she hates the idea of making him mad, or worse, disappointed in her.

But that is a problem for another time, for future Karlach, Gortash said they are in a hurry so right now it is definitely not the best time to bring up the pocket watch. Though thinking about the rush they are supposed to be in…

“Boss?” Karlach knocks on the door again, “shouldn’t we be leaving by now?” she carefully peaks in the room. She is familiar enough with it, though she is acquainted much better with the doors and hall outside where she is usually left to stand as guard during his secret meetings.

“I’ve heard you and I… ah, finally. Here it is.” Gortash is crouching next to his desk with satisfaction on his face pulling some envelope from one of the drawers. And it is a bit strange that it took him so long to find whatever he has been looking for. He usually keeps everything in perfect order. Apparently not even his flawless system he claims to have is without its faults.

He straightens up and carefully tugs the envelope in some inner pocket of his coat. It is black with generous gold ornaments – he really seems to be adding a touch of gold to everything lately. It is as if a new gold decoration appears on him with every big achievement he makes. She does not understand the appeal but also she does not really judge. The things pretentious patriars, they cross parts with sometimes, dress in looks much uselessly pompous. Gortash looks at her with a smile and it is nice to see that he is in good spirits today, lately his face appeared to be stuck in constant frown, some worries on his mind he never bothered to elaborate.

“Happy to hear you found… well… whatever that thing is,” Karlach grins and she is ready to turn so they can be on their way. But Gortash stops her.

“Since you are already here, before we go and before I forget yet again, would you mind signing your new contract, Karlach?” he quickly shuffles through documents on his table and pulls one out. He reaches his hand with it towards her.

“What for?” Karlach furrows her brows in confusion as she steps closer to him, taking the fancy looking paper. It was not written by hand as her previous one, the one she signed ages ago before Gortash’s business ventures were blooming as they are now, the words are printed on it and gods in a terribly small font.

“It is mostly just a formality,” he waves his hand, “All contracts need to be renewed once in a while. And your performance has been quite satisfactory lately so I thought I could also give you a bit of a raise.”

“Sweet!” she grins over the idea. Gortash already pays her quite generously, more than she could get at any other job if she could even find a place where they would be willing to employ freshly adult tiefling in the Gate. And yes, she is not stupid, she knows the job she does for Gortash is dangerous and that not all the dealings her boss does are legal. But it is not like whatever legal system that is here is good or effective, it is not as if Flaming Fist are really treating people with fairness. And even though Gortash might be doing some questionable stuff sometimes and asking her to do them as well, he is in his core a good man. She really believes so. All the people he ever asked to fight or to protect him from seemed like a much worser bunch than he is.

“Very well then, just sign it here,” he hands her his quill – if it can be even called that. It seemed to be another one of those fascinating inventions he so much enjoys and sometimes even crafts himself. No feather was present and the ink already seemed to be in the strange metal part of the object. She starts quickly scanning the document looking for the space where her signature would fit. But suddenly there is his hand blocking her view.

“Wait,” Gortash says apologetically, “I should really give you enough time to read through it first. It would not be very responsible of me to just put a quill in your hand and ask you to sign your soul away so to speak. You should know what exactly you are signing first. No, I must insist that you should not put your signature on it till you examine whether everything is in order. And we do not have time for that right now…”

Karlah cannot help herself but groan. Her brain already hurts just from imagining reading every single of those tiny letters and from trying to understand all those needlessly complicated words.

“But boss! I trust you checked everything enough and have it in order. It is more of an formality anyway right?” she cannot help but complain. Gortash sighs, eyes turning to his own pocket watch. Much fancier and also very much working. The pang of guilt stings her again. On second thought she does not really feel like she deserves a raise…

“Well, if you think so, do as you please, just do it quickly. We really need to hurry…”

“Got it. I will be fast as a wind,” she puts the new contract on the table and Gortash points at the bottom of the page. And so it is signed. With a smile she hands him both a quill and the document.

“Anyway maybe if you let me carry you and I run…”

“I think I will rather be delayed.”

Gortash takes the contract from Karlach and with care he puts it in one of the drawers and locks it in. He looks quite a bit pleased as well, though it probably is not even related to the contract…

[aajjks]

reward!jungkook

hoseok feels to disgusted just by looking at jungkook. he can’t believe that syelle is still in love with him despite him proudly admitting to cheating and his love for y/n. he’s irredeemable at this point and the moment jungkook utters his friend’s name, another punch is connected to his face.

then another. then another. then another.

“don’t you DARE apologize for something you don’t mean!! how could you love a woman that wanted to kill your WIFE jungkook?! do you hear yourself?!!” hoseok shouts before shoving jungkook back onto the floor. he’s beginning to realize if syelle hadn’t escaped he wouldn’t let y/n…

hoseok is in disbelief with his ‘friend.’ just what made him want to hurt syelle like that? if he didn’t love her then why string her along instead of admitting it from the beginning that he never loved her.

“you stay the fuck away from syelle, jungkook. or i swear to GOD i’ll kill you. since you’re so good at pretending, forge sy’s signature on the divorce and get the divorce you want so badly” pants hoseok as he heads upstairs to his and syelle’s bedroom to pack most of her belongings in two separate suitcases.

“hoseok? hoseok?! holy shit, jungkook!!” screams jin who rushes to his bruised friend’s aid. jin is sure this hoseok’s doing and on cue, hoseok comes downstairs with two packed suitcases.

“what the hell hoseok!!”

“don’t reprimand me, reprimand that fucking bastard!!! tell jin how you fucked that crazy bitch in syelle’s bed, jungkook. TELL JIN HOW YOU’RE IN LOVE WITH A WOMAN WHO DOESN’T GIVE TWO SHITS ABOUT YOU!!”

hoseok doesn’t bother to stick around to hear jungkook’s excuses or how sorry he is for hurting syelle. it’s so obvious how little you care about him compared to how much syelle cares. he traded diamonds for rocks and for some reason, the damaged man is proud.

how sad…

y/n sits inside her car listening to syelle pour her heart out to jorja over the phone. you purposely mute yourself so not a single sound is heard and for a moment, you feel bad for little sy. you couldn’t believe jungkook took the bait but then again, they always do.

“i guess all men do cheat, after all” you say to yourself as you listen to syelle’s heartbroken voice.

“i just don’t understand” she sniffles. “i gave him everything and it still wasn’t enough. i caught them in our bed, jorja. OUR bed. i thought it was just a one night stand not a…not an affair”

*ding*

‘i knew it’

*ding*

‘he cheated on MY little girl’

*ding*

‘you know what to do’

with a smirk on your face, you hang up the call.

“it’s my lucky day”

Oh, his face is broken at this point.

But he deserves this. He can’t stop crying like a little bitch. He lost his wife forever, who loved him truly-he can’t believe he fell for you.

Jin is also really disappointed with him. Jungkook fucked up his whole world for you. But you don’t even care because you haven’t called him and it’s been hours.. maybe he should just break up with you and divorce Syelle so she’s free from him for once and all.

You were really not worth it. You just wanted a good fuck and he gave you that. But why the fuck did you want to kill his wife then maybe you had a hidden agenda against him.

“H-Hyung… what should I do now? I’m going to call yn and I’m going to break it off with her. That whore ruined everything.” He cries, even though the bleeding has stopped, but it still fucking hurts

 it’s only been a few hours yet he has started to feel the absence of his wife’s presence

“I’m going to get a divorce- Syelle needs to be free from me because I cheated on her without any shame or guilt-and yes, I fucked her repeatedly in our bed.” He cries, grabbing his hair.

He wants to die, someone kill him.

Or maybe tonight he should just kill himself.

Maybe that’s the only way to redeem himself.

“I’ll be back I need to call her.”

Jungkook gets up from his bed, and goes to call you.

after a few rings, you pick up and that’s when he starts to scream at you like a mad man.

“ YOU FUCKING WHORE, YOU RUINED MY LIFE. I can’t believe I let myself fall in love with you. CONGRATULATIONS YOU RUINED EVERYTHING AND YOU DIDN’T EVEN CARE ABOUT MY FEELINGS ONCE.” He screams, his head vein popping out.

“YOU DIDN’T EVEN SPARE ME A GLANCE- JUST LEFT ME SO THIS IS ENOUGH TO MAKE ME BREAK UP WITH YOU- I WILL NEVER SEE YOU AGAIN- FUCK YOU YN.”

“I NEED MY ANSWER. WHY THE FUCK DID YOU TRY TO KILL MY WIFE WHEN YOU DIDN’T EVEN WANT ME??”

[comphy-and-cozy]

😈, ✨, and 🧠 with miss vivian adams and andrei pretty please

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers? all of y'all calling me out with this omfg I'M NOT SORRY THOUGH ✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉 I hate you for making me answer this ugh self affection is hard!!! I think I am pretty good at describing details to set the scene and accurately portray Specific Dynamics. and also I like the things that happen when I write for jt whoops

🧠 Pick a character, and I'll tell you my favorite headcanon for them. idk about favorite but here are some thoughts below the cause they kinda long submit an emoji ask!

viv doesn't want to change her last name when they get married because she feels like it'll undermine the success she's made for herself and doesn't want the weight of his name to influence her own career trajectory

besides, the extra spotlight being his wife is something she already begrudgingly accepts and it just feels like his name is gonna add a whole extra layer

andrei understands but he is obviously disappointed bc he's always dreamt of her being vivian svechnikov

like it doesn't matter as long as he knows she's his but there's just something extra special about her accepting him like that

he goes as far as to show her exactly what seeing her wearing his name does to him

how the thought of her being his, in that way, drives him a little extra mad for her

and while it's tempting, she smiles and politely declines

but then at the rehearsal dinner the night before, when the officiant is having them sign the marriage license, she instructs them to sign the document as they want their legal signatures to look

andrei admires her, how beautiful she looks, unable to help the grin on his face when she finishes signing, pushing the license over to him to sign

his jaw drops when he goes to write his own name and sees that she signed, "vivian adams-svechnikov"

the pen clatters on the table and he's kissing her with an enormous grin on his face

gets scolded after for getting a pen mark on the tablecloth but he couldn't be bothered

[husbandohunter]

A Small Predicament [Baby Genshin x Reader]

Characters: Scaramouche, Diluc, Kaeya, Childe, Xiao, Zhongli, Albedo

Synopsis: Cursed for a week, the boys either have to live with it or find a cure as soon as possible. You on the otherhand hoped otherwise.

(A/n): It only takes ONE glance for me to start having ideas. It was twelve in the morning yall, enjoy~

Oh here's part 2

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Scaramouche

• "Oh you shrank? I couldn't tell-"

• Threatens that he will murder you to pieces and burn your remains but his voice was so squeaky and high pitched (voice crack) that you couldn't help but burst into a tearful laughter. 

• Its payback time  Bully him, take his hat and hover it above his head. Truthfully, without his hat Scaramouche looks like a little schoolboy. Overall less intimidating.

• Tries glaring. Cute. He's really bratty as a kid, sitting on a high chair (which you had to help him get on) and demanding his servants to do his bidding. In reality, his personality never changed. You realized that even as a grown up he still acts like this (bratty kid in a grown man body).

• The curse made his week a living hell. Signora had the audacity to pull his ear when he misbehaves. Childe constantly messes with his hair while giving head pats and the WORST of all, pinching his cheeks. Scaramouche never wanted to commit arson so bad in his life.

• Eventually finds a cure so he doesn't have to deal with it anymore and orders everyone to never speak of it again. Though, he's plotting how he'll get revenge on everyone who made fun of him using the very same curse (You better run).

~~x~~

Diluc

• "Oh…Oh my! Diluc you're just so cute!" 

• Diluc grimaces as you glomp him in this state. How can you help it? With his head so small it makes his hair all the more fluffier! His coat no longer fits him to the point the sleeves had made past his fingertips. He tried wielding his claymore again, only to lose balance and fall flat onto his bum

• (insert kid voice "Retribution!") Did I mention the babyface?

• Diluc tries to act as if everything was normal, acting like the Darknight hero and Mondstadt's Tycoon but fun-sized. He couldn't. There was no way people would take him seriously in business meetings. Same with fighting abyss mages, his smaller form was too much of a disadvantage. Thus you ended up doing most of his paperwork.

• One time you caught him sitting on the floor couldn't reach his office desk  while reading away the various books for a cure. It was three in the morning. You told him it was way past his bedtime and he argues saying when did he ever have a curfew schedule. In the end you managed to convince him and he begrudgingly obliges.

• The type to NOT ask for help even when it's obvious that he really needs it. Before he was the one who helped you reach things from the top shelves, oh how the tables have turned. He avoids Kaeya like a plague unless he was in it for another round of funny remarks. When he wanted to go out and get some fresh air, you insisted on accompanying him. Worst mistake in his life. A travelling merchant bumps into you and commented that you had a very cute son. Diluc was mortified.

• The day ended up with him sulking in his room. Although it was tempting, you resisted from cooing over his adorable form after days of treating him like a child. It wasn't because you were teasing him, Diluc just works so hard that you wanted to spoil him a bit. At least he could still play a game of chess with you.

• When things went back to normal, Diluc ensures that you will NOT see him as your son.

~~x~~

Kaeya

• "Well look who it is, my little Prince Kaeya~"

• Tries really hard not be bothered by it at all. Kaeya still maintains his suave facade, throwing in a couple of flirting lines here and there (and forcing his voice to go a few octaves too low in which puberty has yet to occur HA). Though no matter what approach, he couldn't ignore the sparkling mischievious glint in your eye. You were obviously not taking him seriously.

• Things couldn't get any worse. He lost his masculine physique and boob window, he wasn't able to go to certain places without supervision. But the worst thing of all was that he was underaged. Kaeya hated the fact he couldn't drink anymore, he even insisted you to sneak him a few bottles (which you refused) and had to settle with plain beverages such as fruit juice (what an insult). He was never really grounded since his childhood days but he certainly felt like he was grounded now. 

• Kaeya still kisses you on the lips whether you like it or not. If you ask him to sit on your lap, he will find a way to turn the position into his favour such as resting his face between your breasts. You're not gonna treat him like a kid, nuh-uh, he actively avoids it.

• Since his personality still remains, Kaeya is a naughty child. He will use his innocent appearance to sway people (even you) to get what he wants. That was how he was able to take a sip of the wine he stole somewhere (he wouldn't tell you). Diluc scolded him heavily and threatened to ban him from drinking from his Tavern for a week (they ended up arguing, Kaeya being the passive aggressive little shit he is).

• He was extremely relieved to return back to his normal form again. He has so much to catch up (specifically his bedtime activities with you *wink wonk*)

~~x~~

Child(e)

• "Hmmm to be honest, this actually suits you very much."

• Unlike the other boys, Childe was completely okay with it. Turns out that YOU were the one who was not going to be okay. If you thought taking care of Teucer was energy-draining then expect Childe to take that tenfold and beyond.

• You've officially became his full-time babysitter who is in desperate need of a raise (and rest). You can't take your eyes off of him and archons forbid that he will ever meet Klee. One point he'll be running ahead by your side and the next you'll find him getting himself in a 1vs7 situation with some shady looking treasure hoarders. Childe genuinely thinks he could take them on but the curse downgraded his abilities. You carried him and barely made out of it alive. (This made you ponder whether the best solution would be to strap him against a chair for the time being…)

• Childe being a child will eat all the candies and ice cream he pleases. You wonder if the curse also turned him a few years back or was it that he acts like this simply because he wanted to (it was the latter). He loves being spoiled, spoiled by you! Childe demands your full attention, spoon-feeding his meals, back rubs and head pats. Yep, he's definitely doing this on purpose.

• Did he just call you 'mommy'? (Childe has mommy kink confirmed).  He has so much energy that it was exhausting, you literally had to drag him away from what ever he was doing in order to get him to bed. "No Childe, your sleeping time is 9p.m stop whining." He bargained that he'll sleep if you sleep beside him (you didn't get any sleep. You knew what he was planning. In the end, you tried to make sure he didn't sneak out behind your back.)

• Finally you were able to get out of that hell-hole. Childe promised to make it up to you, you deserve it after all~

~~x~~

Small (aka Xiao)

• "Did you know in the Liyuean language, Xiao translates to small?" You didn't say that out loud. Not when he's this angry (this angy)

• He just stands there, crossing his arms and grumbling. You were hesitant to touch him in case he might hiss at you. Xiao has always been short, maybe an inch taller than you, but seeing him like this made you think 'my almighty yaksha can't be this cute♡'

• He gets mad when you no longer call his name for help. How could you? He's just so precious~ Xiao makes it clear that no matter what form he takes, it doesn't make him weak ("Adepti and you mortals are nothing alike." Or so he says but you could tell he wasn't running as fast as he used to because…small legs). You may not comment on it aloud but he can tell just by the look on your face and it irritates him.

• Also the type to not ask for help but worse. Xiao is an agressive little kid, he seems as if he'll be willing to bite someone's finger off if they try to pet him (He gives strong cat vibes, so thats understandable). His spear was too big for him to wield so he often has to put it away or else he might knock someone over with it. Xiao hates being short so you'll be hearing him complain alot.

• Since he was an adepti, he didn't need to sleep however, the curse must have brought down his power by a significant amount to the point you DID catch him napping. You almost swooned out loud just by taking a glance upon his face. For once he didn't wear his signature grumpy look. Xiao appears like a normal child, one full of innocence. His snoring was soft and breathly but that just meant he was deep asleep. (You wished to take a picture). 

• Of course, everything had to come to an end (much to your disappointment), he still complains about the incident to this day.

~~x~~

Zhongli

• How is it possible for a baby to still look so handsome? (Must be his godly abilities)

• Zhongli is unfazed by this 'curse' since his past lives have already taken many forms. Though for some reason whenever he walks down the streets of Liyue, young girls, mothers, ladies all come him was and start complimenting him and gushing over him (he was suffocating). They'd squeeze him tight or squish his cheeks, it only takes once glance before the little girls start blushing and hiding behind their moms.

• Needless to say, despite what form he is in, Zhongli is still able to get free stuff. He got some free candies and some free kites to play with. You had to help him carry his items. Zhongli ends up tripping too much because his tailcoat reached his feet (he decided to just take it off. You had to hold that too). Seems like he can have anyone do things for him in the end HA.

• He still got that drippy voice and you're just like ???? "What on Teyvat Zhongli, you're a kid." This is why you can't see him as one, its nearly impossible.

• Actively avoids Hu Tao and Childe. Once Hu Tao caught sight of him and chased him for hours, he couldn't stay in one spot knowing that she might just pop out of no where. Childe still spoils him, however Zhongli feels irritated by the fact the only things Childe buys him toys (its different when other people do it.)

• Everytime you guys go back strolling through Liyue, you had to hold his hand in case more women come swarming hin again. You swear that at this rate he might get kidnapped because hes just such a beautiful baby.

• Zhongli learned an important lesson after his curse was lifted: no matter how many years he lives throughout  never take a form of a child.

~~x~~

Albedo

• You find him buried beneath a pile of books and had to dig him out before he suffocates.

• Albedo has the cutest eyes, they're big and round full of curiosity and they sparkle too (he has the prettiest eyes out of everyone tbh). He is the only person who is fascinated by this outcome and immediately goes in the wild to test out his new physique. 

• He was always curious why Klee T-poses when she runs so he decided to try it out himself. She was thrilled to find out that she now has a little brother to play with. In the end, Albedo indulges in the games she always wanted to play but couldn't because he was too old: princess dress up tea parties.

• You felt many things when you saw Albedo wearing a frilly gown and a plastic tiara tucked on his head. Deep down you knew regardless of what gender Albedo was still pretty. Klee even had the guts to redo his hair and hardly anyone was able to recognize it was him at all. He has pigtails, PIGTAILS! You made sure to burn that image into the very depths of your mind forever.

• The only advantage was the he was ablw to fit through small spaces, other than that, being small was way too inconvenient. He knocked down a few of his potion bottles which damaged the floor (thankfully not him) because they were lethal (he wonders how Klee was able to not injure herself when using bombs). You carried him and lifted him to alot of places such as trudging through the snow because Albedo would surely fall on his face due to his small form.

• Enough was enough, he only lasted a day with this and decided to just make a potion and put an end to the curse once and for all. 

[artaxerxesthegreat]

For You- Part 2

Demetri x F!Reader

A/N: Wanted to make a oneshot, ended up making a 2 parter.

Warnings: Reader is female, she/her pronouns used, some language used, NO MINORS PLEASE, vampire reader, mentions of anxiety, burnout, google translate, pining, slowish burn

SMUT WARNING: SMUT! Baby’s first smut piece, dom/sub (?), soft Demetri (?), penetrative sex, masturbation (f), uhm cream pie? I guess

A/N 2: I was freaking out the whole time I wrote the smut portion of this so idk what all the warnings are, I’m sorry 😣!

I only own Louis and Ishtar.

Word count: 7K

Recap

“Are you sure you want to leave the Volturi, Y/N?”

“Yes, Louis, it wasn’t the best experience in the world. Plus I missed you guys!”

“…Very well, Y/N.”

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—3 weeks ago on the plane; 2022—

That was the end of that conversation and I still don’t know why everyone was asking about whether or not I wanted to leave Italy. Sure I was depressed when I got home, everything seemed a bit duller, empty, and quieter, but I welcomed it. Plus it wasn’t like I was never going to go back, I found myself getting anxious every time it was time to go for our yearly visit. I would spend most of my free time with Felix in the training room, which meant I would see Demetri. We never really spoke, but we did spare- just to make sure I wasn’t slacking off. Once he saw my skill was pretty much the same he would excuse himself and it’d just be Felix and myself.

I asked Felix why he always did that, but all Felix would say is, “You should ask him.”

No help at all!

I feel the plane make it’s descent and I let out a sigh as I prepare myself for the ‘time of my life’.

After the drive we are presented to the Kings who welcome us with a meal waiting.

“Ah, our guest of honor is finally here! My dear Y/N, how are you?” He holds his hand out to me smiling brightly.

“Pretty good. And you?” I hold my hand out but pause, he tilts his head in confusion, “So, like, there might… maybe, be some things in here that aren’t… nice.” He keeps his face the same as I sigh, giving up completely, “I was talking mad shit about you, bro. You have been warned.”

“You wish to be paid?”

“Oh, no that- that was a total joke-”

“Hmm, you have done a lot for us, you should be rewarded for all your time, effort and patience with us. I know it wasn’t easy teaching certain members.” He sends a glance to the twins who glare at me.

“Ah, shit. They’re gonna make my stay here a living hell.”

“They will do no such thing.” Aro pats my hand reassuringly, turning to Jane and Alec, “Leave her be.”

“…Yes, Master Aro.” They say in unison.

“So creepy.”

“The magic of twins.”

“What?” I look down at our hands, “Oh, right. You’d think I’d be used to this.”

“One would think.” He smirks, releasing my hand. “Now, you all must be hungry from your trip, come eat.”

“You are most gracious, Aro.” Louis steps forward as we watch the small group of humans be ushered into the room.

“I’m not really hungry.” I step back as flashes of blood spraying all over Caius fills my mind, “I’ll eat later, if that’s alright. I kinda want to get started on upgrading your systems.”

“There will be plenty of time for that later, for now just relax, and feast.”

“Why don’t you take it to-go?” Ishtar snickers as the humans slowly realize something isn’t quite right, “They look ready to run anyway.”

“Ha ha, Ish.” I give her a flat look, shaking my head, “Enjoy, I’ll just be up in my room.”

“Very well, Y/N.” There’s disappointment in Aro’s face, but he lets me leave.

As the doors close I can hear the sounds of screams and make eye contact with the secretary, “Party animals.”

She just smiles at me as I move towards the elevator. As the doors are about to close, a hand stops them, looking up at the person I’m filled with anxiety as I see that it’s Demetri. He pushes a human woman into the elevator, with his signature stoic face as I stop her from falling. He pushes the ‘close door’ button, never breaking eye contact with me until the doors shut.

“What the fuck.” I hold the sobbing woman in my arms as she has a mental breakdown, “Guess I’m eating in my room?”

I walk her to my room once we exit the elevator and let her sit down on the couch by the window. I hand her a glass of water as she stares off into a void, “Great, she’s broken. Whatever.” Sinking my teeth into her she lets out a stared gasp and then a soft scream as I feed on her. Draining her I let her body gently lay down on the couch as I start to unpack my things.

A few hours later, Felix opens my door laughing at the dead woman on my couch.

“What?” I snap playfully at him as he stands over the woman.

“You must be the only vampire who finishes a meal, and lays them down as if they’re sleeping.”

“Eh, she helped me, I let her look peaceful. Just cuz I’m a monster doesn’t mean I have to act like one.” I smirk, handing him a wrapped up box.

“What’s this?”

“It’s a Happy-all-the-holidays-and-your-birthday present!” Smiling brightly up at him, he just turns the box over in his hand, “Say thank you and get out, Felix.”

“Thank you, Y/N.” Laughing, he gives me a hug and takes the body out with him.

Laying down on my bed I hear a knock on my door, “Come in.”

“Hey,Y/N.”

“Heidi, what’s up?” I lean on my arms trying to hide my smile.

“Where’s my gift?”

“Gift? What gift?” I play dumb as she playfully glares at me, “Alright, alright, geez. Here you go, let me know if you need help setting it up.”

“Thank you, lovely!” She holds her new phone package close as she gives me a hug.

“No problem. Oh can you give these to Jane and Alec, please? I’d rather avoid them for a while.” I pass her their phones, “Plus, they’re already programmed so they shouldn’t have any problems.”

“I think I can do that.” She sends me a wink walking out of the room.

“Alright, I just need to give the rest of the guard their new tech, have a meeting so they know how to use it, block out time to set up a new router, get them the secretary a new monitor, and delete the huge digital footprint they’re all gonna make because of Ishtar.” Pulling off my sweater I slip it on putting on a headband, “Time to go to work.”

. . . . . . . . .

“I knew I’d find you here.” Ishtar chimes as she stands over me while I try not to rip the wires I’m tangled in in the maintenance room.

“I hate this, Ish. I thought this was going to be easier- I had a plan! SEE!” I hold up my planner covered in yellow, blue, pink highlighter, “Everything was laid out, but of course it wasn’t going to be this easy- of course some of these people had to make this as difficult as possible! Like, what do you mean you don’t know how to turn on your phone?! I gave you a pamphlet! Now, I have to make a detailed presentation about the inner workings of every phone here, get a new server up and running, do an overhaul on the computers, finish building the mainframe for all the laptops, rewire their network, clean up their digital footprint, install cameras for the tours, AND THEN! Take a look at all of their vehicles, because we don’t need to contribute to the destruction of the ozone.”

“Oh, wow. That’s a lot. Here, stop moving.” She begins carefully pulling the wires off of me helping me calm down, “When do you have to have all this done?”

“I was hoping to be done by the end of the week, but I think it’s gonna be at LEAST 3 weeks!” I sigh heavily rubbing my temples, “I’m sorry, you guys don’t have to stay that long, but it’s gonna take time.”

“Hey, hey, Y/N it’s fine. We’ll stay for as long as it takes. I know you don’t like being here for long… maybe we can have a girl’s night and go out on the town?” Ishtar sits down next to me holding my hands in hers, “Take a small break before you jump back into this.”

“I- I can’t- it sounds great, but I need to get this done!”

“Y/N, you know you can’t finish projects properly when you’re this stressed.” I shrink under her gaze.

“I- I… I know. BUT!”

“Stop.”

“…okay.”

“Just take a break, make smaller plans for each day- don’t overwork yourself. You may be a vampire, but you look like you need a nap, you have bags under your eyes… how is that even possible?” She leans forward taking in the dark color under my eyes, “There must be something more, what else is bothering you?”

“Nothing.” She gives me a look and I sigh, shagging my shoulders, “I just- it- it… I don’t really know when it started happening, but lately it’s… it feels like it’s getting harder and harder for me to leave this place. Every year we come here, stay for a day or two and go back home- but over the years our stays have been longer and longer, and each time it’s getting difficult for me to leave. I don’t know why! I hate this place, so why do I feel like staying?! Fuck! We were here three times last year for a week and a half! WHY?!” Feeling venom pool in my eyes I let out a frustrated growl covering my face with my hands. Ishtar just sighs hugging me, “What's wrong with me?”

“Nothing, nothing is wrong with you, little sister. Come on, let’s go for a walk.”

“I don’t want to.” I mumble into her shoulder.

“Too bad.” She laughs pulling me up with her. Groaning, I get up and walk around the castle with her. It proves to be a good idea and my mind feels less stressed, until we start walking towards the training room. The sounds of grunts, and skin cracking brings flashbacks to my mind, making me flatter in my steps.

“Let’s go back, Ish.” I mumble trying to pull her back, she gives me one strong tug forward as we stand in the doorway.

Looking in, we see that a few of the lower guard are fighting Demetri one-to-three, and they seem to be losing. Felix gives us a nod before turning his attention back to the fight; one of the guards seems ambitious and charges at Demetri. He tries to tackle him, but Demetri slams his elbow in the guard's back, catches him before he hits the floor and throws him over his shoulder- not once did he take his eyes off of the other two. Both were unnerved by this, but they know backing out isn’t an option, they spread out trying to see if they can attack him from both sides. It seemed like a good plan, but Demetri was two steps ahead of them and they’re laying on their backs groaning in pain as Demetri shakes his head in disappointment.

“That was pitiful.” Ishtar mumbles to me.

“It was.” I nod my head glancing at Felix.

“Why don’t you show them how it’s done then?” My eyes snap to Demetri who stands tall staring me down. A few seconds go by before I register that he is in fact talking to me, and I stumble over my words looking to Felix for help. He doesn’t help me- jerk.

“O- oh, I have work to do- I sho- uld- should go-” Taking some steps back I avoid eye contact, “Go- go do that- who else can? So, b-bye-”

“Come here.” His words automatically make me stop everything. He has this knack for making commands sound like threats, I don’t know how he does it, but all his words to me seem like he’s at the end of his rope and if I don’t listen- well, it won’t be good.

Giving Ishtar a pleading gaze, she gestures with her eyes for me to go to him. I nod my head at him, walking past the guards. They exchange looks of confusion and annoyance, but these guys weren’t around for my training my first year here.

I may not look like much, but I was personally trained by Felix and Demetri, and they made it their mission to make sure I knew what to do in tough situations- even if I am scarred for life.

Taking my position on the mat, we stand in silence as I take a few seconds to get into the right headspace. Rolling my shoulders back I never take my eyes off of Demetri.

“No way I’m getting slammed into again… a least, not like that-”

Demetri tilts his head at the sudden look of bewilderment on my face, I hold a hand up to him.

“Sorry, I was… thinking…ignore me, just- forget it, forget it. Let’s just get this over with.” Fixing my stance we wait for the other to make the first move. Squinting his eyes at me in challenge, I remain in my spot. I give him a look of my own and he looks at me with mild shock.

“What are they doing?” Ishtar’s voice is full of concern and confusion as she leans towards Felix.

“I think they’re making faces at each other.” One of the guards whispers to her.

“Why?” Another asks, clutching their arm.

“I have no idea, why don’t you go and ask?”

“I’m alright.”

“They do this every time.” Felix closes his eyes, sighing annoyedly at us, “Will one of you move?!” We both shoot Felix a glare for interrupting our silent conversation. Rolling his eyes, he throws his hands up walking out of the training room.

“Where are you going?” Ishtar runs after Felix momentarily taking my attention, and a blur of black and blonde rushes towards me.

“Shit!” I barely dodge Demetri’s punch, feeling the air brush past my nose. Losing my footing, I tumble backwards and duck under the kick coming my way. “Shitshitshitshitshitshitshitshit!”

Trying to put distance between us, proves to be fruitless as he keeps doing something that has me moving closer to him rather than moving away. He has complete control over the fight and I’m just moving where he wants.

The guards watch in awe as we throw punch after punch, kick after kick, and still manage to miss each other by a hair’s breadth. I know that if I’m not careful he will find an opening and I’ll either be slammed into a wall and pinned, or slammed into the mat and then pinned- either way that isn’t an ideal position to be in.

“Well… it depends really. Who doesn’t like to be pinned down every once and a while?” Unbeknownst to me I smirk at the thought in my head and this seems to distract Demetri, because his movements start to become sloppy, “What the hell was that? Is he going easy on me or something?”

“Stop smirking!” He sends a front kick towards my chest, but I catch his foot and flip him backwards. Much to my annoyance he lands gracefully.

“I’m not!” Finally, I’m able to create that distance between us. I watch on, as he breathes heavily with pitch black eyes boring into my red ones.

“Sai esattamente cosa mi stai facendo, cuore mia.” He pants out.

“I don’t speak Italian, Demetri! If you’re gonna insult me, do it in a language I know!” I yell, taking a step towards him.

"Mi insulti, non ricambiando i miei affetti." He glares at me, taking his own step forward. I don’t know why, but I’m not scared anymore.

I’m too angry to be scared.

“Good god, man. I can’t stand you!” I throw my hands up, giving up completely, “I don’t even live here, but you still manage to make this the most unbearable experience ever for me! I hate coming here because of you!”

I look at him with so much anger that I almost missed the flash of pain that crosses his face as he lets out a small gasp. Instant regret fills my body as I try to take back my words, but he just growls at me and leaves the training room as if he’s on fire.

After a few seconds of silence I look at the three guards, “What the fuck was that?!”

They mumble out ‘I don’t know’ and awkwardly leave the room with faces of embarrassment as if they just saw something they shouldn’t have. Shaking my head I sit on the mat holding my head in my hand, “I want to go home.”

—Present Day—

After that incident, the next two weeks were trying for everyone. It felt like everyone was walking on eggshells around us. If I entered a room that had small conversations going on and Demetri was there, everyone would grow quiet and just watch us- waiting for something to happen.

Nothing ever did. Whichever one of us would enter a room inhabited by the other, we’d just walk right out, but not before locking eyes with one another.

It started to unnerve me that I started to only venture out of my room to work on certain projects, but thanks to this new digital age I can work wherever I want.

Ishtar would try to bring me out, but that was short lived when Demetri was walking through the hallway and we made eye contact. I turned right back around and into my room locking my door.

By the second week, Heidi was apparently getting annoyed and managed to get me out of my room. I would just stare off in space wherever she placed me and he would walk in, not noticing my presence right away. But when he did he’d stare back with this look on his face; like he wanted to say something, but then would leave instead. I’ve just stopped trying to look hopeful for some kind of response and just go back to what I’m doing.

For the past week, Heidi has been trying to get me to talk to him, but I have nothing to say- I mean, I should apologize but he needs to too! It’s his fault!

This whole thing has pushed my work back so much that Ishtar and Louis are leaving today. I want to go with them, but I can’t, not until I finish with the upgrades.

A knock on my door pulls me from my thoughts,

“Y/N?”

“Yeah, come in, Ish.”

“How’re you doin, sis?” She asks, leaning on my door with sad eyes. I don’t reply, just raise a brow at her and she sighs giving me a small smile, “You want to talk about it?”

“What’s there to talk about? You guys are leaving today and I’m stuck here until I finish my work. Pretty straightforward.” Laying on my stomach, I fold my arms under my chin, staring at the floor.

“I meant about what’s bothering you.” She closes the door and lays next to me on my bed.

“That is what’s bothering me.”

“I mean what’s ACTUALLY bothering you.”

“…I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I turn my head away from her, knowing she’s not buying it. She doesn’t say anything, just waits patiently for me to open up. Groaning I lay on my back and stare up at the ceiling, “It’s Demetri, I said something to him in the training room and now I feel bad- but I can’t talk to him because he leaves every room I enter, but I also don’t want to apologize because what is said is true!… So now we just avoid each other. I thought that would be a good thing, finally free of my personal torturer, but now… I can’t… I want-…” I cover my eyes with my arm struggling to find the right words. Ishtar gently pats my arm making me look at her.

“Do you like him?”

“Oh, yeah, Ishtar!” I deadpan, “I like the guy who made my first year as a vampire a living hell! Can’t get enough of him! Seriously, Ish?!”

“I’m being serious, Y/N. Do you like him? If you exclude all of the negatives, how do you really feel about Demetri?”

Opening my mouth I find that I have no words. Closing my mouth I try to think about what she just asked. She pats my arm smiling, leaving me to my thoughts, “Just talk to him, I know one place he’d never walk out of.”

I send her a questioning look at her smiling face, “Where?”

“Come with me.” Getting up quickly I follow her to the Elite Guards wing. We pass Jane’s room, Alec’s room, and stop at Felix’s door. Knocking lightly, he opens it with a quirked brow.

“Yes?”

“Estne in cubiculo suo?” Ishtar points down the hall, causing Felix to lean out and look in that direction. Glancing back at us, something seems to click and he just smiles sweetly and nods.

“What language was that? What’s going on? Why is he smiling like that?” I ask as Ishtar pulls me behind her, I shoot Felix a glance and he just shrugs his shoulders innocently. We stop in front of Demetri’s door and before I can protest, Ishtar knocks with three strong raps.

The door opens revealing a very annoyed Demetri and before anyone can say anything she shoves me hard into his arms, slamming the door closed. We don’t move, trying to process what just happened.

“…what?” I breathe out moving away from him to the door. I tug open the door only for it to be slammed again, “ISHTAR, WHAT THE FUCK!? OPEN THE DOOR!”

“NOT UNTIL YOU TWO SPEAK TO EACH OTHER!”

“ISHTAR!” I start rattling the knob debating on breaking it down.

“TELL HER, DEMETRI!”

“This is not your concern.” Demetri’s voice is calm despite the anger brewing on his face.

“CLEARLY IT IS!” Ishtar snaps back, “The both of you are being ridiculous and you need to explain why she feels so drawn to this place- AND SAY IT IN ENGLISH!”

Demetri scoffs in annoyance at her words as I lightly bang my forehead on the door. It becomes quiet- minus my head thumps- and I hear Ishtar leave the door, walking back down the hallway. I wait a bit before opening the door to leave, relief fills my body as I move to walk out, but I feel a hand on my waist, gently pulling me back in the room and the door is pushed close- I’ve never felt so pitiful, but I’m 99% sure I pouted watching the door close before I could be on the other side.

Neither of us move, or say anything as Demetri wraps his arms around my waist. I wish I could say something, but I’m so confused and lost about the whole situation I just stand there. I feel him press his nose into my hair and that’s when I pull myself away from him.

“What are you doing?” I point an accusing finger at him glaring at his sullen face, “What the heck was that?! Did you just really- no, there’s no way you just did what I think you did.”

“Why do you think that?”

“Why do I- Well for one, you hate me! And for two, you HATE me!”

“I could never hate you.”

“You-” I stare at him wide eyed, mouth agape in disbelief, blinking quickly I rip him a new one, “You made my life a living hell! You and your endless training sessions, flipping me, throwing me, tossing me like I’m a sack of potatoes! Slamming me into walls or the floor! Pinning me down and then threatening me endlessly!” He winces at my words, “Trying to alienate me from Felix! Avoiding me as much as you could! Being annoyed by my very existence! YOU HATE ME! Not once have you ever said a kind thing to me!”

“That’s not true-”

“It ISN’T?! WHAT, SO YOU’RE GONNA GASLIGHT ME NOW?!”

“No I-”

“SHUT UP!” He snaps his mouth shut looking at the floor and I don’t know how to describe how powerful that made me feel. I was caught off guard by my own words, that silence fills the space as I try to regain my train of thought, “I just want to know why. Why do you hate so much?”

He slowly lifts his eyes and I feel something inside me twist with pain. His expression is so solemn and full of regret that I feel like giving him a hug and never letting go, pushing that strange feeling down, I wait for an answer.

“…I…I am sorry. You must understand-”

“-I must?” He gives me a look and I motion for him to continue, “Sorry.”

“You must understand that I was not expecting to ever see you.”

“…What?”

“You are something of a myth for me, I never in my entire existence thought I’d ever meet you, and when I did, I didn’t know what to do.”

“I’m so confused.”

“Did Heidi ever explain to you what ‘mates’ are?”

“As in friends?”

“No.”

“Uh, then I’m not sure. Maybe, I was always stuck on ‘we can’t go out in the sun.’ Are ‘mates’ a part of the rules?”

“No.”

“Oh, then no. She never explained that.”

“Dannazione, Heidi.” He sighs out, dragging his hand down his face, “Essentially they are life partners, soulmates of sorts, it’s rumored that every vampire has one, but you may never meet them. They are very rare.”

“Ooookay…?” He doesn’t say anything else and I just wait for more explanation. Sighing, I go over everything he’s said so far and it hits me like a ton of bricks, “Oh, shit. You… and me…? No. There is no way.” Not saying anything he takes a few choice steps towards me, holding his arms out to me. Freaking out I step away from him, smacking his arms away, “N- no, don’t do that. You can’t just- you can’t-”

“Y/N, please.”

My body stills at him saying my name for the first time, he says it with such sincerity, compassion and love, I stare up at him terrified. His expression is soft, while I’m freaking the fuck out; I’m backed into the wall, but he still gives me space to breathe.

“You can’t just drop a bombshell like that, and expect everything to be okay!” My voice sounds so broken as I slide down the wall, defeated. He bends down on one leg, resting his hands on his knee, nodding at me.

“I know, but I didn’t know any other way to say this- I haven’t known for the past 30 years…” I just look at him dumbfounded as he furrows his brow searching for the right words to say, “I was blindsided when I saw you for the first time. You looked so scared and confused, it made me wonder if you knew about us at all-”

“-I didn’t.” I huff out a laugh remembering when I woke up three days after Louis bit me, “I was so confused, but everything made sense after that… kind of.”

He smiles gently, sitting with his arms loosely draped on his knees, we both relax a bit and I mirror his posture.

“I’m sure it was not what you were expecting.” I shake my head and allow him to continue, “You weren’t what I was expecting… actually, no one was expecting you, if I’m being honest. But you were a quick learner and even though you drove everyone up the walls, you were never cross with anyone. You had very little fear of making your thoughts known, and I admire that about you… You did have me worried for you though.”

“Why?”

“You… You were very clumsy the first few years, and I feared for your safety- that is why I was so hard on you during training. I also knew you wanted to leave, and I didn’t know how to deal with that- you never stopped talking about how wonderful Ishtar and Louis are that I felt… I felt…” His voice grows soft as his eyes become distant with venom pooling inside them.

“Demetri?” I try to get him to look at me, but he covers his face in his hands, shaking his head. Moving to sit on my knees, I pull his hands from his face, and the sight breaks my heart, “Oh, Demetri.”

I cradle his face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs on his cheeks; closing his eyes he gathers himself placing his hands over mine, “I felt… like I would never be able to match up to them, and if I were to ask you to stay, your life would be miserable… I would never be able to make you happy, and you would just leave me in the end, resenting me for depriving you of real and true happiness… or… finding someone who could do a better job than me.”

“…So… to avoid that you thought it’d be a good idea to be a total dick to me, instead of just talking with me?”

“Foolish, I know.” He pushes his face further in my hands, pouting as he looks at the floor.

“…You know… It’s hard to be mad at you when you look so adorable.” I give him a lopsided smile making him cast his eyes to the side smiling bashfully, “Oh gods, stop it, Demetri! Now I’m going to hate you for a different reason- for being so fucking cute. Asshole.”

He lets out a laugh apologizing, “I’m sorry. I can’t help it. I’m afraid it comes with the territory, cara mia.”

“Jerk.” I smirk, squishing his face playfully. It’s my turn to laugh at his sound of surprise at my actions, “Sorry, not sorry hashtag.”

“Doesn’t the hashtag come before the words?”

I let out a gasp, throwing my arms around to hug him. There was a bit of force behind the hug and we ended up falling over, “You showed up to the presentation!”

“Of course I did.” He carefully hugs me back, not sure if he should, “I was there every year.”

I squeeze him tighter, shutting my eyes, thankful I can’t cry anymore.

“Y/N?” He pulls us up to sit again.

“Hmm?” Worry starts to fill me, thinking I’ve crossed a line, but he shakes his head cupping my face in his hand. Instinctively, my head turns in his hand.

“Can you ever forgive this foolish vampire, for every missed opportunity and cruel thing he’s done to you the past 30 years- all because he was afraid?” He asks with a hopeful face, but there’s fear and desperation hiding in his expression.

Now, I could’ve been a nice person and said, “~Oh, yes! Of course, my Demetri! I can forgive you until the sun burns out and nothing you can do will ever make me think ill of you!~” But he made my life miserable for 30 years, so I think I’m entitled to some compensation.

So, as a few seconds go by and I haven’t said anything, his hopeful face is slowly turning apprehensive; and it brings me great joy and peace of mind- I also feel like a piece of shit, but it was worth it!

I can’t stop the smile that comes to my face, and he doesn’t stop the scoff at my dig at him, “Yeah, it sucks when someone’s a dick to you.”

“I will admit I deserved that.”

“Yes, you did.” I nod, holding his hand to my cheek, “But you aren’t off the hook. Not even close.”

“What must I do to have your forgiveness?” He tilts his head, giving me his undivided attention. He’s so keen on what I have to say he brings his face closer to me, and it gets hard to think, “Name it, and I will do it- whatever it takes.”

The glint in his eyes holds my attention, the way his lips are slightly parted waiting to agree to whatever I say. The messiness of his hair from when I tackled him with my impromptu hug.

“Cara mia? Y/N, are you alright?”

His scent invades my senses, clouding my mind with less than pure thoughts; his attentive attitude turns to one of concern at my lack of response. He begins caressing my cheek, leaning closer as he does. My brain feels fuzzy and slow as my eyes travel down to his lips.

“Y/N?”

Removing my hand from his, I place them on the lapels of his coat pulling him closer. Placing my forehead against his, I close my eyes taking in the closeness of him, and his scent. Brushing my nose against his, his breath hitches at the action and neither of us move. Opening my eyes slightly, I see his eyes are hooded and pitch black, as he makes the first move. Tilting his head to the side, bringing his lips to hover over my own, almost timidly. I go the rest of the way, feeling his lips on mine- melting any doubts or fears either of us have.

He lets out a soft sigh wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me closer; the kiss deepens as I push him down to the floor straddling him, not once breaking the kiss. Carding my fingers in his hair, I give it a light tug causing him to squeeze my waist, pulling back I nip his bottom lip, making him moan and the sound is intoxicating.

Sitting up, I roll my hips against his, feeling his erection underneath me; leaning back down I capture his lips with mine, his hands find their way under my shirt, and quickly catching them I sit back up. He has a look of uncertainty thinking he may have done something to upset me, but it’s soon lust filled at my words,

“Oh, you don’t get to touch; I do.”

His mouth hangs open as I stand up and undress myself- he swallows thickly as I straddle him again and begin to grind on his pants. He places his hands on my thighs urging me to go faster, but I keep my same pace, I trail my hand down my front to my core and begin pleasuring myself. He screws his eyes shut, letting out a whine at the lack of skin to skin contact. Sucking on my teeth I grab his face with the hand I was using to please myself, making him look at me.

“I didn’t say you could look away.”

“I-’

“-I didn’t say you could talk either.” I taunt, putting my fingers in his mouth, “Suck.”

He does as he is told, letting out a breathy moan, he keeps his eyes on me, gasping as I roll my hips against him. Taking my fingers out of his mouth, I trail them down his chin to his neck, down his clothed chest back to my pearl. My hips start to spasm as I feel pleasure building inside me, Demetri bucks his hips up suddenly making me gasp out at the action,

“Don’t.” I warn, but he fixes me with an impish grin doing it again. I brace myself on his chest not being able to stop the moan that comes from me. Feeling his hand on my neck, he pulls me closer whispering in my ear,

“How can I not, when you use me so well.” A small whimper escapes me as I rub myself faster at his words, “Imagine how you would feel with all of me.”

My head rests against his as I try to have some composure, but he lightly runs his hands over my back, making me arch my back at the feathery touch, “D-Demetri.”

“Yes?”

I growl at the cocky tone of his voice- he knows what he’s doing and it’s irksome. He lets out a breathy chuckle rolling his hips up making me stutter in my movements, gripping my hips he keeps the pace going. Turning my face in his neck, my moans turn into pleads as I feel myself getting closer to my release.

“What is it, Cara mia? Tell me what you need, and I will let you have it.”

I bit my tongue in defiance as he is now- somehow- in control. He halts all movement making me hiss at him, laughing, he looks at the anger and lust in my face, “Oh, did you not want me to stop?”

Growling, I rip open his shirt- much to his amusement- and rip off his belt, tossing it somewhere in the room. Grabbing my hands, he turns us over, hovering over me; with one hand he holds me in place, while he undoes his pants with the other. My chest is moving up and down as I take breaths that aren’t needed, and he shamelessly watches as he rubs himself against my core. Thrusting my hips up, he chuckles, leaning down to bite my neck causing me to whimper.

“Such a needy little thing you are.”

“D-Demetri… please.”

“Please, what?” He leaves open mouth kisses on my neck and collarbone stopping at my breast, hovering over my hard nipple. He lets out a ‘Tsk’ sound at the lack of response, taking my nipple in his mouth, lightly grazing his teeth over it. Gasping at the sensation, my back arches off of the floor, his free hand massages the other making me a whimpering mess as he locks eyes with me. Moving back to my face he bumps his nose with mine smiling as he raises a brow at me, “Please. What, Y/N?”

“…I can’t think.”

“Hmmm, perhaps we should stop then.” His hold on my hands loosens as he pulls away from me. Grabbing his hands, I turn us over, glaring darkly at him.

“Don’t you dare.”

He meets my dark gaze with a triumphant smile, taking his hands out of my hold, he places them on my hips, lifting me up, aligning himself to my core. Slowly, he fills me up to the brim allowing me to adjust to his size; my eyes flutter shut at the feeling of him inside me.

“Gods, you are beautiful.” I feel my walls clench at his words, causing us to moan out together. Placing his hand on my stomach he pushes me back slightly “Look at how well you take me.”

I shudder at his words whimpering again as my walls clench around him, “Please, Demetri. I- I can’t-”

He shushes me gently, pulling me close to him, “I know. We will work on it.” He thrusts up panting out, “We have all eternity.”

I become a moaning mess as he snaps his hips up at a frantic pace. I can feel his ball sack hitting my ass, causing me to push against his thrusts. Our breathy moans fill the room along with the sound of skin hitting skin; the rhythm is all but lost as we both near our peak. Gripping my hip with one hand, he pulls me down by my neck kissing me sloppily as my nerves feel like they’re on fire.

“Demetri.” I mewl out as my muscles tighten.

“Go ahead, Y/N.”

My walls spasm and contract, making me see stars and collapse on top of him. Holding me close he thrusts a few more times before he says my name like a prayer as he spills himself inside me. I whimper at the feeling hiding my face in his neck, we lay on the floor for a few moments before I pull myself up, looking down at a blissed out Demetri. My arousal is building back at the look on his face, but before anything can happen there’s a knock on the door making us jump slightly.

“Glad you guys are having sex, but Y/N, Louis and I would like to go home now. Can you come say goodbye please?”

I groan, slumping down on Demetri at the sound of Ishtar’s voice; he holds me close laughing as he sits us up.

“She has no shame.” He quips kissing my nose.

“None what so fucking ever.” I glare at the door as she begins knocking over and over again.

“Y/N, Y/N, Y/N/ Y/N/N, I know you hear me cuz I can hear you- hell, we all heard you.”

“Come, cara mia, before she opens the door.”

“This bitch.” I grit my teeth getting off of Demetri.

“She already came! The fuck are you guys doing in there?” Ishtar gasps from the other side of the door.

“ISHTAR!!”

Demetri laughs as helps me get dressed, pulling me close he kisses me, “We can continue once she leaves.”

“… You sure? I mean you don’t have to.”

“Oh, cara mia, I’m far from done with you.” Leaning his forehead against mine he adds, “I have 30 years of pleasure to catch up on.”

Wrapping my arms around his neck I pull him close, kissing him deeply, nipping his lip as I pull back.

“You’d really do that? For me?”

“For you, I will do that and much more.” He leans down and I wait ready to kiss him again when it’s interrupted by Felix.

“Did he tell her he made her the sweater yet?”

“Nope!”

I look up at Demetri shocked as he avoids my eyes bashfully, “You made the sweater for me?”

“Yes.”

Crashing my lips against his he holds my waist tightly mumbling, “Y/N, your sister is waiting.”

“Let her.”

He smiles into the kiss walking us to his bed and the faintest ‘rude’ is heard as we start round 2.

The End (kinda sucks I’m sorry)

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Tag: @aquanova99

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Sai esattamente cosa mi stai facendo, cuore mio. =

You know exactly what you are doing to me, my heart

Mi insulti, non ricambiando i miei affetti. = You insult me, by not returning my affections.

Estne in cubiculo suo? = Is he in his room? (Latin)

Dannazione, Heidi = Dammit, Heidi

[goggles-mcgee]

Canonical Things in my Batman Universe

The Lego Batman Movie, the Keaton Batman, and Clooney Batman movies all exist in this universe purely because Jason and Tim forged Bruce's signature on the documents to allow studios to use him as Batman's secret identity because they wanted to fuck with Bruce and they thought it would be hilarious.

The Justice League has a movie night dedicated to said movies and Bruce loathes it because they all dress up.

Bruce has gone on live TV and said the reason why him and Batman are never seen together is because Bruce is scared of Batman because, holy shit the dude dresses up like a giant ass bat and he is "very scared of bats after that traumatizing experience in the cave I fell down as a boy."

This also applies to Manbat.

Damian volunteers at Gotham Zoo even though he has tried to smuggle put many of the animals.

Damian will also completely ignore the fact that Harley Quinn is just laying in the middle of the hyena exhibit because animal lover solidarity.

The Official Fuck Freud Club would absolutely be a thing in my comic universe. Harley would be seen more like a wine aunt to the boys and she is seen multiple times to be helping out the Batfam if they need it.

Gotham does not celebrate April Fool's because of the Joker.

Joker claims April Fool's is his birthday and has a city wide celebration and that's why people do their best to stay home.

Two-Face has tried multiple times to represent himself in court when he is taken in again after being arrested by the bat. But due to him arguing with himself too many times he has resigned to hiring one of Penguins lawyers.

Joker once robbed a toy store and was absolutely in one of his homicidal moods but when a kid handed him an Uno reverse card instead of any valuables he might have had, Joker laughed so hard he nearly passed out and just gave the kid his bag of money and walked away. But he did throw a molotov cocktail just for some fun.

Gas mask accessories are a thing.

So are customized gas masks.

Bringing clayface to a pottery class is no longer allowed (looking at you Harley)

Riddler, after he actually gets some help and everything and decided he doesn't want to try being a private detective again, opens an escape room company. He loves it. Bruce and the kids are frequent players.

Gothamites have some of the weirdest humor and they have absolutely named every gargoyle in the city.

During a fight a gargoyle gets destroyed. "Y'all they killed our boy Biscuit. May he rest in pieces 🙏"

Bruce Wayne has paid rogues to leave him alone

Buzzfeed: Gotham's 10 Hottest Tragic Orphans and Rehomed Orphans

Buzzfeed is absolutely a fucking thing so y'know the Unsolved channel is there too. What I'm saying is....conspiracy theories. So many conspiracy theories. Especially about Jason's death.

Yes both Harley and Scarecrow know that Bruce is Batman but neither knows the other knows so they think they are alone in dealing with this rich boy riddled with issues who is too brave and stupid for his own good.

Bruce sometimes is just too fucking tired to be intimidating Mr. Batman and just goes full tired dad and somehow that makes the rogues feel worse.

Examples: "Edward Nashton. Sit down and shut the fuck up you will not rob the museum for the fourth time this month." (This was before his whole escape room and it should be noted the speed at which Riddler sat down hearing that.)

King Tut up to his usual brand of bullshit. (I combine the two versions, William Ohama McElroy and Victor Goodman) "I'm not mad William. Just disappointed."

Just one of Joker's goons "Matty you were doing so good. You were back in school. What happened?"

One time Bruce was being held hostage at one of Gotham's charity galas and he asked any of his kids available for some help discreetly. Long story short Batman came to save the day while Bruce managed to get himself free of his restraints, he felt a hand on his shoulder and immediately punched who it was. It was Batman (Dick). This furthered the belief that Bruce is scared of Batman.