#i am distracted atm but this is v important

[iamtheshriekingguineapig]

Don't pirate books! Go to the library! Unless they are textbooks then sure, screw it- but the library is free and there's even an app called Libby that can access the library database and you can get ebooks and audiobooks! For free! Even if you don't live near a library! Plus, libraries provide other invaluable resources to your communities beyond just lending out books- and checking out books helps libraries stay open! I don't care if you pirate from The Mouse or Netflix, but authors, both big time and self pub, are not your enemy, so please don't treat them like big corporations. They are people like you trying to make a living off of what they love. So if you cannot afford to buy books, that's fine! Please support your community by getting books from the library or its relevant apps. I have very few moral qualms with anyone pirating anything else on that list, but there is already a wonderful system in place that can get you free access to books and other resources, so let happy pirates use that first!

[tiredbiostudent]

i love seeing your posts it's very motivating. if you dont mind me asking, do you have any advice for studying (or tricks you use for urself) ((it's v vague sorry))!!!

hi, thank you! honestly I am absolutely awful at studying but I will try to provide some helpful tips:

1. watching university vloggers always makes me feel more motivated to do work! my favourites atm are nayna florence, moya mawhinney, paigeyy (her old cambridge vlogs bc I think she’s graduated now), linh truong, and may gao 2. I have a really hard time getting started so sometimes you just need to be like alright I can at LEAST open up this pdf or assignment. and I can at LEAST create a new word document and write out what I have to do. and occasionally this tricks your brain into actually starting ;) 3. when you plan a study schedule, give yourself at least one free day where you have nothing planned bc at least for me I will absolutely need it. don’t cram your days full of unrealistic things to do! 4. take advantage of your productive moods, but also don’t be too hard on yourself when you’re feeling super tired or burnt out or unproductive. you can also try and flip your productivity switch on (tho this is hit or miss) by doing less taxing stuff like going on a walk, making your bed, watering your plants- any task that makes you feel like you’re accomplishing something 5. have a hobby and life outside of school. easier said than done, but this will really help alleviate the stress and anxiety you feel when something goes wrong academically and that’s the only “important” thing you feel like you have in life. take time for yourself to learn new things, relax, spend time with friends, be in nature, exercise. all about balance baby! 6. study based on what your exam will test you on. if it’s short answer, study the material but also practice writing out example answers. if it’s matching labels to diagrams, practice that! go beyond just writing out your notes, try and fit your studying method to the format of your test. it helps s o much. 7. similarly, ALWAYS DO THE REVIEW QUESTIONS. if you have no time to do anything else, DO THESE!!! I’ve been burned so many times because I feel obligated to retype out all my notes (bc I have to have everything altogether) and run out of time to do the practice questions my prof gives, and those are always the most relevant to what you’ll be tested on. hell, do these before anything else. cannot stress this enough lol!!!! 8. don’t do the readings unless you NEED to or it helps you learn. otherwise it’s a waste of time (and money for a textbook!) imo 9. switch up where you study. unfortunately this isn’t really feasible right now but I find I’m most productive at the library- at your university (if you go) try to find your favourite study spots, and have a few you can cycle through! for me it’s the lifesci commons, law library and the comp sci building because they’re chill, productive atmospheres (as opposed to the SUB or the health sci building, which are too loud and too intense respectively) 10. keep your phone out of sight lol. and get one of those browser locks like forest to dissuade you from getting distracted. for me it’s more of a split second compulsion to check and once there’s a barrier in my way I’m like oh. nvm. 11. my personal note-taking method is taking written notes in lecture of anything important that’s not on the slides. usually your prof will emphasize the important of a topic too! but if they don’t, pay attention to what they’re spending a lot of time going over. after class I’ll add my written notes to the lecture to supplement it and better explain everything we covered. (for virtual lectures, I basically have the slides open in one half of my screen and the lecture in the other and type notes onto the slides as it plays) 12. practice explaining concepts to yourself out loud- this is a great way to see if you’ve actually understood the material! if you can do this once solidly, you’re good to go and it’ll stick in your brain for a while. 13. also try and make connections between topics you’ve covered because often this is what profs like to ask about on exams (cough ~synthesis~). for instance, recognizing that keratin composes tissues in birds, mammals, reptiles, etc. 14. if you’ve been working hard or having a stressful time buy yourself a nice warm drink because you deserve it! :) 15. this one’s a little weird but if you need to remember something like what the foundational traits of vertebrates are, focus on memorizing how many you need to know! if I know there’s 6 of something I need to remember, it makes recalling them SO much easier 16. if you’ve been sitting down studying for a while take a break to just jump tf around your room. you could also go on a walk I guess but jumping is more fun. 17. it’s good to get a reminder of why you’re in school and what makes you passionate about what you’re studying to drive you to keep going. for me I love to watch nature documentaries or go on hikes or look through field guidebooks or read really neat academic papers :) 18. for the love of god please get enough sleep.

I also have a whole tag of #study tips that is 1000% more helpful than what I can provide so definitely take a look through there! good luck, you got this :) ps sorry this got so long winded lol I hope it helps!

[rogue-durin-16]

THE HEIR'S CURSE (Part I/?)

Request: I have this idea of the reader being a princess and having to marry fili cuz hes the heir and she likes him but she ends up falling for his brother? Maybe with some angst? You can choose the end 😆

Pairing: Fíli x Reader, eventually Kíli x Reader

Genre: mainly angst w/ fluffy moments

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Requested by: @crispykittywitch

The heir's curse: ———

Permanent taglist: @queenofmankind @randomparanoid @karlthecat15722 @thebutchersdaughtersblog

Warnings: none atm, maybe some typos

A/N: Sorry for the delay I was having an existential crisis. I'm trying to put the story together, so this first part is merely introductive to the actual plot, that's why is short and kinda lacking of action OOF ANYWAY enjoy, and send me an ask if you wanna be tagged in this. Friendly reminder that the requests are open <3

Part II

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"She's beautiful." my brother Kíli, tilting his head to my side, muttered, his eyes never leaving the girl that walked towards us.

"She is, indeed." I replied, equally dumbfounded.

"This is Y/n, Princess of the kingdom of Belegost." Y/n bowed to us with a genuine smile on her face, and we did the same to her "My lady, these are prince Fíli, Heir of the throne of Erebor, and prince Kíli."

"At your service." we both spoke, right after I stepped to her to kiss her hand. "I've heard legends of your beauty, but none make you justice." And it was true.

Y/n, despite being a dwarf, descended directly from the elves of Caras Galadhon. She was an actual miracle of our time, and it had been said to me that possessed a beauty never seen in middle earth.

"You don't look so bad yourself." she smoothly replied. "As my father used to say, though, true beauty lays inside of oneself."

"My brother has a heart of gold." Kíli assured her. "I'm sure you'll get to see it sooner rather than later." I halfsmiled at my brother's words. "or maybe later rather than sooner, he's a little thick, and a little slow."

"Kíli." I called him, turning to throw daggers at him with my eyes.

"What?" he then grinned at Y/n, "It's only the truth." who was now chuckling, with a playful look on his gaze.

"My lord, I will now take the Princess to her stances."

"Do not," I ordered, taking a couple more steps to be before her. "I'll take her myself." I extended my hand for her to take.

"How chivalrous." She teased walking besides me. "are you trying to make a good impression?"

"Maybe." I tended her a hand the help her down the stairs. "Is it working?"

She took my hand with a grin and slightly pulled up her dress in order not to step on it. "Maybe."

KÍLI'S P. O. V.

As soon as they had walked away from the stance, my smile faded and an uneasy frown appeared in my face.

I had seen her at the gates. We ran into each other, but she was wearing a traveling cloak and I didn't connect the dots.

"Apologies m'lady." I quickly spoke, steadying her with both my hands so she wouldn't fall. "I was in a hurry."

"It's alright, I was distracted." it was only then, when she took off the hood, that I was left speechless. "Cat has got your tongue?" She teased with a grin as I let go her forearms.

"Your beauty took all words away from me." I replied as fast as I could.

"Not all, apparently." she responded. "Would you mind pointing me the direction to the place where I shall wait for the king?"

"Thorin's not here, but someone will receive you in the throne's hall— Ori!" I made a sign and my friend came to us. "I would take you there myself, but as I said, I am in a hurry."

"Thank you anyway."

I felt the smile growing in my face. "My pleasure."

'She's beautiful', I had said, but what meant was 'she's too beautiful'.

I knew I was damned the moment she smiled at me, I just didn't know how damned I was— not yet, at least.

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READER'S P. O. V.

"Ouch!" I flinched when the needle fixing the side of my dress stung my skin.

Having to stand on a velvet footstool with my arms over my head for over half an hour was already uncomfortable and exhausting enough, needless to say I wasn't in the mood for a stray needle to pierce my skin.

"Apologies, m'lady." the servant muttered, retrieving the needle and the thread and starting again.

"Just get over with it already." I groaned in desperation. "Is this even necessary?"

"Of course! you must look perfect tonight."

"I think she already looks perfect." both our heads turned to the door in order to see a fancy dressed Fíli standing there. "Cease tormenting the princess already."

The servant nodded and stopped whatever sewing had been attempting to do on the side of the dress. "my knight in shining armor." I offered him a relieved smile and he responded with a chuckle. "what are you doing here?"

"My garments needed a retouch." A seamstress chasing him prompted Fíli to move into the room and lift his arms, and so he did. "And I heard that beautiful voice of yours from the other side of the room, so I had to come."

"Smooth." I commented, receiving a proud shrug in exchange.

"I apologize for tonight." the frown in my face let him know he had to explain further. "You've just arrived from a long journey, I doubt you're in the mood for a party."

"I won't lie to you," I pursed my lips in a thin line and gave him an apologetic smile. "attending to a dwarvish celebration is the last thing I wish for."

"And what does the princess wish for?"

"Sleep?" we both chuckled. "And maybe some time alone with my intended. I'd like to get to know him."

He nodded with the ghost of a smile twitching the corners of his lips. "I'll make sure you can escape the party as soon as possible." he assured me, finally lowering his arms. "If I can, I'll walk you to your chambers. We can take the long way and chat for a while." his eyes were hopeful, and his half smile sincere.

"That'd make the party worth it." he nodded, the half smile mutating into a beam.

"Brother," Kíli rushed into the room, stalking straight to his brother. "Thorin is back, he requested—" due to his focus on the commended task, he almost missed me.

KÍLI'S P. O. V.

The corner of my eye first caught the glittering silver of her dress, which led my gaze to acknowledge her form.

There she stood, over the stool; her long gown majestically fell past her feet and gave her an even more divine aura.

I wouldn't have noticed that my jaw had dropped if not for my brother, digging his elbow in my ribs.

"Stop staring at my intended." he jokingly scolded me. "are you planning on stealing her from me?" he wiggled his brows at me and Y/n laughed.

"Pffft no!" Y/n snorted behind me and Fíli gave us a smug grin.

"So?"

"Yeah, Thorin." I cleared my throat, fighting to tear my eyes away from her. "he wants to see you. It's important."

"Did he say what it was about?" I shook my head no and my brother sighed, signaling the servants to stop working on his regal clothing. "I must go now." he spoke to Y/n with apologetic eyes.

She nodded and my brother walked past me, making his way to where Thorin would be waiting for him.

"Heir duties?"

Y/n words caught me off hand, and at first I could only nod with my eyes way too open. "It seemed like it."

"Must be exhausting— would you lend me a hand?" One hand fisted her dress and lifted it up, the other was now extended towards me.

I eagerly nodded and stepped to her, "It must be," taking her hand in mine and holding her forearm in order to offer her some extra support. "though I wouldn't know."

"Me neither, thank Mahal." she carefully let the gown's end down on the floor and gave me brief, playful grin. "Being the younger sibling has its advantages, doesn't it?"

Of course, she was the youngest of Three siblings, how could I forget?

I looked away with a knowing chuckle, just for my eyes to return to her shortly after. "It certainly does, my lady."

"Don't call me 'my lady' as if I was above you."

"You kind of are." I replied with my eyebrows raised and one of the corners of my lips lifted.

"No I'm not!" her voice sounded outraged, but in a theatrical way.

"As you wish," I subtly bowed. "my lady."

She shook her head, letting out a soft laughter. "You're already insufferable."

"But I'm making you laugh." her eyes rolled, a smile pulling at her lips again. "You'll come to put up with me."

"You will be at the party, I hope?" I nodded, a bit taken aback by her question. "Great, because I feel like your brother will have more Heir duties to attend, and I don't wanna be alone."

"I'll keep your company." I involuntarily winked at her, triggering her eyes to part from me for a second, a timid smile making its way to her gaze. "May I tell my brother to pick you up tonight?"

"That would be nice, yes."

"Then you must excuse me." she gave me a quick nod and bowed to me. I mimicked her actions and left to go and tell my brother.

I think I secretly wished for him to tell me he could not pick her up, but I would never admit it out loud.

Nor would Y/n, who, to my ignorance, deep down, wished for it too.

[dylan-o-yumm]

Perfect Timing (Part 2)

Nero/Reader/V 

Note: Sorry this took so damn long! I am very happy with this chapter though and I’m glad I took the extra time to edit it and work a few more scenes into it. Also I’m thinking I’m gonna do some requests before I get to writing the next chapter since I took so much time away. 

Word count: 6k

Warnings: Swearing… that’s about it. 

Part 1, Part 2 , Part 3

(Nero’s P.O.V)

Nero jogged lightly throughout the dark, abandoned train station, having left a trail of lifeless demon corpses in his wake and the smell of blood mixed with sulphur filled his nostrils. Yep, that was the stench of demons, all right. It was enough to make anyone gag, but Nero had grown used to it over the years, he remembered how you threw up the first time you smelt it. He never let you live that down, finding any chance to bring it up when eggs were being cooked and that same sulphuric stench wafted through the kitchen. It was safe to say you got turned off eggs after being introduced to the demon hunting life. 

Nero had fought more demons in the station than he thought was possible, his mind seeming distracted from the task at hand, even though, what could possibly be more important than taking down demons to get to Urizen? It was like he was being controlled, unaware of his movements and stuck in his own mind as he mindlessly swung his blade and shot his gun at countless hell spawns. He didn’t even seem to register that he was killing them quickly and easily as if he were the boot to an ant. 

Why couldn’t he focus? He usually liked to add flare and style into his combat, but he was just cutting and shooting like nothing mattered at all. However, It’s not like it mattered too much yet, he didn’t even have a scratch or cut on him, not at all in his time subconsciously pushing through the station did a demon come close enough to hurt him. However, it was bound to come back to bite him on the ass sooner or later. He would only be able to last so long before he got hit, and he just hoped to whatever god that it wasn’t going to be a deadly blow, since he couldn’t seem to keep his mind on track. 

One thing he noticed was that his mind was filled with images of you and the raven haired goth, though he couldn’t quite understand why. Maybe it was simply because he could faintly hear Griffons squawking and Shadow slicing through demon flesh, that it made him wonder how the two of you were holding up? He couldn’t quite pinpoint where you were, but you were definitely close enough that he could hear the demonic bird cursing excitedly in the distance. If he really wanted to, he could go find you and tag along, but there were too many demons to just leave them alive in the station. The threats had to be eliminated. 

It was no secret that Nero wasn’t used to being on his own, having to be more mindful of crowd control since you weren’t there to help take out the monsters along side him. Despite that however, he wasn’t having any problems with it so far, apart from not concentrating properly and feeling a little lonely since he didn’t have anyone to talk to or tell his stupid one liners to. Was that why he was so distracted? Because he was feeling lonely?  

That wouldn’t explain why was there a pit forming in his stomach, like he was going to vomit if he thought too hard about you being with the poet. Is that what this was? Was he unable to focus because he didn’t like that you were with V…? No, It must just have been because he had grown so used to having you be by his side while fighting demons over the years, not being there with him was uncomfortable and a little daunting…? And maybe he didn’t like that you left him on his own to go be with V…

Not only did you ditch him, but you went and joined Mr. Poetry? 

Was he worried about V hurting you or getting you into danger? No. However, Was V the source of his racing thoughts, and not you? Nero trusted that the poet wouldn’t somehow hurt you in any way, that much was clear otherwise he wouldn’t have let you go with him. Whether it be because Nero found you to be stronger and more capable to protect yourself or simply because V had done nothing but help out for the past month, leaving no reason for him to suddenly turn again them and betray them, there was no worry of you getting hurt. Even though Nero knew little about the mysterious man, he wasn’t given a reason not to trust him. 

Maybe if you were on your own, Nero would feel a little more comfortable, because you’d be able to focus on protecting yourself and not worry over keeping V out of harms way. If there was any reason for you being injured, it would be because you would pull a selfless stunt to save V, and Nero knew you well enough to know that. That had to be it, thats whats been eating at his mind. He knew V could be a little reckless sometimes and didn’t want you getting hurt in your efforts to save him. 

Nero nodded as he persuaded himself that, that were his obvious reason for being distracted. 

“Hey, lovebirds! Quit smoochin’ and get a move on!” Nero heard in the distance, much closer than he was hearing before. There was no doubt that that was Griffon, snapping his beak at you and V to hurry you up, but… Lovebirds? Smooching? You had casually mentioned on the last mission with Nero that you found V attractive, which made an uneasy feeling rise in the pit of Nero’s stomach for some odd reason. Were you really… making out with the poet? Spending your time locking lips when there was a demon to destroy, the end of Redgrave, if not the world, weighing on your shoulders? 

Nero frowned in thought, his heart hammering in his chest as he followed the sounds of Griffons wings flapping. Clearly you wouldn’t do such a thing at a time like this, right…? You and the goth were much closer in proximity to Nero than he had originally thought, seeming to just be up a floor where a broken escalator was blocked at the top by some debris and Qliphoth roots, maybe even some demon guck. 

Nero jogged up the unmoving stairs, boots clinking every time he landed on the grated metal, keeping his hands off of the railings since they looked like they were covered in muck, either from the demons or not. It’s a train station, plenty of people would have come through before the demons took over, hands having been god knows where before they were pressed all along the railing of the escalator. 

“You just want some attention for yourself, don’t you, Griffy?” That was your voice, teasing but soft as he heard quick footsteps, like you were moving faster than walking, possibly jogging. Griffon trilled and shook out his feathers, loud enough that Nero didn’t even have to see him to know his actions. However, when Nero reached the top of the escalator, hidden behind the roots and chucks of broken building, he peered through a small gap as he crouched down, seeing you jogging to catch up to the demonic bird. V was trailing slowly behind you, holding his cane instead of using it to walk with. He was smirking, cheeks a little flushed, but that could have been from running around and fighting demons… Or not?  

Nero looked back to you, watching as you met up with Griffon who was perched atop a somewhat clean looking ATM. Nero narrowed his eyes when he saw you reach out and scratch at the birds fluffy feathers on its chest, poking your tongue out teasingly when Griffon cooed in relaxation. Where you already so friendly with V’s pets? Only then, when he saw your tongue dart out, did Nero notice that your lips were already wet… 

People lick their lips. 

Nero closed his eyes for a moment, sighing deeply as he calmed himself down. He was grasping at straws, not usually being a very observant person, but this somehow turned him into Sherlock, noticing very small details that were almost nonexistent. Just because V was flushed, didn’t mean you kissed. Just because your lips were wet, didn’t mean you kissed. Just because griffon said you kissed… Didn’t mean you kissed? Why was this bothering him in the first place? If you liked V and V liked you, why wouldn’t he be happy for his best friend hooking up with her crush? 

Because V isn’t good enough for her. 

“We should make haste… Nero has most likely already made it out of here.” V’s voice caught Nero’s attention, especially when he heard his name. Opening his eyes and peering through the small gap, Nero watched as the poet sauntered over towards you, his hand delicately dragging along the small of your back. That small action made Nero want to rip the Qliphoth roots down and stomp over towards you to smack V upside the head. Why? He didn’t know. And what made it worse was when Nero saw you visibly shudder at his touch, he could practically see the goosebumps raising on your skin. 

“I’m sure we could have a little break…” You trailed off, possibly insinuating something. Was this you flirting? Nero frowned, wondering why you were being so weird around V when you were apparently smooching moments prior. Wouldn’t you be more straight forward and comfortable if you were already more than friends? Nero had seen you flirt with other guys before over the years, and this was nothing like it. Your tone was soft and innocent sounding, when you could very well be suggesting to stay behind for a make out session, but instead it seemed like you wanted to have some more time alone with him. 

You really liked V, didn’t you? Was this the real reason for you joining the poet and leaving Nero on his own? 

“Nero won’t mind if were a little late” Yes, I will, he thought to himself when he heard you speak. Nero figured he had heard enough, growing tired of you and V acting all weird and flirty around each other. Also the thought that he was spying on you had just crossed his mind and made him feel a little guilty, as much as he didn’t like the situation, he trusted you completely so there was no need to spy. However, If you were going to waste your time kissing up a storm with V when the demon who stole Nero’s arm was sitting on a throne, waiting all pretty to be defeated… then he wasn’t going to wait any longer, even if it meant taking on Urizen on his own. 

Nero stood up straight and instead of walking down the escalator, he pushed off the top step and jumped all the way down, landing on his feet and stumbling a little bit before steadying himself enough to jog off. He figured you wouldn’t be able to catch him watching you if he got away quick enough, and luckily he didn’t hear you question what the noise was, either because you didn’t hear him land his jump or because you just assumed it was a demon. Either way, he got away without getting caught. 

(Your P.O.V)

You and V had grown a lot closer in the short time you had been teamed up with him. When you weren’t busy fighting demons along side him, you fell into a nice, easy conversation as if you had been friends for years. The only difference was that you’d usually be telling him more about yourself, or trying to get him to open up. However, he seemed pretty adamant about keeping his mysterious aura and would give vague or poetic answers. In general though, he was an easy person to talk to and you very much enjoyed his company. You might be a little biased though, since his voice was very pleasant to listen to, and when he’d speak to you poetically, most of the time you had no idea what he meant, but he sounded so beautiful you didn’t care that you had no idea what he was saying. For all you knew, he could be insulting you. 

When in combat, you’d think with all three summons, plus you and V fighting on the battlefield, it would be a little ungraceful and clumsy, but surprisingly you managed to easily work around them and help out where you could. Even Griffon was warming up to you, joking along with you and playing games with you. Like the one where you’d keep count of how many demons each of you killed, trying to be the one with the highest number, but you ended up winning by a landslide since you learned the summons couldn’t actually kill anything, it had to be V who landed the final blow. So rules had to be changed a little. 

Even Shadow seemed to take a liking towards you too, much to your surprise. It would sit by your feet instead of V’s like an overgrown house cat, even sometimes nudging your hand as if it were asking for pats, which you happily agreed to do. It wasn’t as soft and warm as you imagined, its fur feeling like cold metal against your fingertips, though it was very smooth and satisfying to glide your hands through. Griffon was surprisingly the warm one, it was a shame his personality didn’t match. Always so teasing and mocking no matter how nice you are.

During navigating the smelly, demon filled station with V, you had asked him if his summons were more like him than he was letting on, somehow sharing the same thoughts and feelings, silently hoping that if both Shadow and Griffon liked you, then so did the poet. It was a curious thought, thinking that the three summons were not just tethered to V’s skin through the tattoo’s, but somehow occupying his mind too. When the three demons were kept away in the black ink, could they still communicate with V in his mind? 

V didn’t answer, which was no surprise to you. He sure liked to keep you guessing, like he wanted you to keep asking questions, only for him to never reveal the answer himself. Maybe he wanted you to work for it somehow? Possibly he wanted you to ask the right question instead of blindly saying what was on your mind? Or maybe he simply just didn’t want to answer your questions. Did that stop you from trying to get to know I’m better? Of course not. 

When you didn’t let down, changing the question to how he got his tattoo’s, V smirked. Once again he didn’t reply, leaving your questions unanswered, though he shared a look with Griffon who, in turn, shook out his feathers and flew on ahead, leaving you alone with the goth. Was that proof of them sharing the same thoughts? Did V tell the demonic bird to go forth while he himself stayed behind with you…? 

As soon as Griffon was out of sight, and Shadow was turned back into the ink on V’s pale skin, the poet came closer to you, nothing short of shy. You felt your breath hitch in your throat, your cheeks instantly heating up as he looked at you fondly through his long lashes, smirk still playing at his lips. You wanted to kiss that damn smirk off him since he always wore it with such confidence, it would be an honour to be the one to make him flustered. 

And just like that, the air around you changed, from once being lighthearted and friendly, to now suddenly holding a tension so heavy not even a knife could cut through it. V’s eyes on you were suffocating, drowning in the pools of his green iris’s while he slowly took step by step closer towards you. Your heart was beating erratically, nervous and excited to see what he was planing on doing. Your mind filled with hope, wishing he’d do what you wanted him to do to you.  

You took a step back, not out of fear or discomfort since the look in your eye told him to keep coming closer. For every step he took towards you, you took one back, a small smirk now playing on your lips at the thought of him chasing you. Your back braced against the wall, nowhere to go now, but you were okay with that as your eyes darted down to his plump lips that were quick to have you mesmerised. He was reciting a poem, though you couldn’t hear the soft words over your racing heart, and the almost intimidating sound of his cane tapping against the floor as he crept closer and closer.

He ended up standing so close that you could rub your nose against his if you looked up, but your eyes were focused on his slightly parted lips as he finished saying the poem you sadly missed. His hand that wasn’t holding his cane, slowly and softly came up to brush your hair out of your face, you swore you were dreaming. He was so beautiful and soft and kind, it was impossible to think a man like him even existed, but here he was, inches away from you and staring at you with curious eyes that fluttered down to your lips. 

You had known him for about a month, so this wasn’t sudden, was it? Not like that would stop you anyway, if he wanted you wholly and completely there on that mucky train station floor, you would be unable to say no. However, you knew you couldn’t waste too much time, there was still a demon king to knock off the throne to insure the safety of the world and sadly there just wasn’t much time for romance. The thought made you bite your lip, suddenly feeling a little guilty that you were here, ready to press your lips against V’s when there were high stakes at hand. 

Either way, it didn’t stop V from leaning in slowly, giving you every chance in the world to back out if you wanted to. Your breath was shaky as your hand inched forward blindly to rest atop his slender fingers holding his cane. His other hand was still caressing your cheek, slowly sliding to the back of your head to pull you in just a little closer… You could feel his warm breath fanning over your cheek and your eyes slowly closed as did his, tilting your head to the side ever so slightly and gripping his hand tighter in anticipation. You felt his bottom lip ever so gently graze against yours before Griffon just had to open his big, yapping beak. 

“Hey, lovebirds! Quit smoochin’ and get a move on!” 

So close… 

~*~

You’d be lying if you said the rest of the time spent in the station wasn’t awkward, both you and V sending each other longing glances when the other wasn’t looking, desperate to finish what Griffon so rudely interrupted. The only good thing about the bird was that he was easy to joke around with and made the awkward tension slowly dissipate, using his crude humour to distract you all from the kiss you and V almost shared. Oh, you so desperately wanted to kiss the poet. Even more so now that you had had a little taste… 

You were almost out of the train station, surprisingly having not run into Nero the entire time. You’d think that with the two to three hours you spent in the space, you’d end up running into him, but you never saw his face or heard him fighting. Hopefully he was just faster and made it out before you guys… or maybe you shouldn’t be hopefully about that, since you didn’t want him heading into the Qliphoth on his own. Maybe splitting up with him wasn’t the best idea. You hoped he was okay and staying out of harms way, you’d never forgive yourself if he was injured or trapped somewhere somehow. 

What made you feel even more worse was the fact that you only just started worrying about him. You were too caught up with V and his familiars that you… forgot about your best friend. Maybe it was because you knew, deep down, that Nero could handle almost anything on his own, that he’d be safe without you there to help him. But the fact that you didn’t see or hear him at all and only now you were worried about him, had you a little guilty. V had all his summons, why did you split up with Nero in the first place? At least if V got into trouble, Griffon could carry him to safety, but what about Nero? If he gets into trouble, he’s all alone, no one to help him. 

Nero isn’t helpless. He’s strong and stubborn and nothing will be able to take him down. You just needed to have more faith in him, not let your worries cloud your judgement. He’s a tough boy, he’ll manage, he always does… 

V seemed to notice your worries and let shadow out of the tattoo ink to come and walk along side you as a means to comfort you. Shadow’s paws patted along the steps beside you, making you smile softly and reach out to brush your fingers over it’s back gently while you hoped to whatever god that Nero was safe. Even V walked a little closer beside you, hand brushing against yours every so often which you weren’t sure was helping the awkwardness or not, but you greatly appreciated it. It definitely eased your mind a little, so you didn’t stop him. 

Suddenly being above ground, the harsh sunlight burns your eyes, having to blink rapidly to adjust to the light as you walk up the last few steps to outside. The large Qliphoth tree stares down at you intimidatingly in the distance, as if mocking you and taunting you, laughing at your attempts to make your way to it. Just the look of the demonic tree sends shivers down your spine and a odd taste to fill your mouth, which you swallow down and shake your head to rid the awful feelings it gives you. 

There are a bunch of different vehicles that litter an odd ramp, it looks like it was once just an ordinary hill or a road, but the Qliphoth roots had shifted the earth and torn off the grey bricks to show black demonic sludge underneath. The sludge had hardened to make its own odd looking road, but it definitely didn’t look pleasant to touch or look at. It lead down to what appears to be a theatre, abandoned and ruined from demons and roots. 

However your surroundings were the least of your problems at the moment, not even completely registering in your mind when you spot the familiar white hair of the young devil hunter who was cutting down the last of the pointy Qliphoth worms that were trying to stab him. Your chest instantly swells with happiness and relief, seeing him look exactly how you saw him last, maybe a little dirtier, but unscathed nonetheless, which you breathed a sigh of relief at. 

“Nero!” You shout in surprise, not hesitating to run over to him. You be mindful of Shadow so you don’t barrel into it when you rush past, your boots thunking obnoxiously in the quiet little area. Your eyes light up when Nero turns around, ignoring the fact that he looks at you with a blank expression, clearly not excited or surprised to see you there. He didn’t even say anything except ‘oof’ when you physically run into him and wrap your arms around his waist. You rest your cheek on his chest, feeling him awkwardly wrap one arm around you while he holds his sword with the other, slowly patting your back like he didn’t know what else to do. 

“I didn’t see or hear you at all down there, I got worried” You added breathlessly, squeezing him tighter before pulling away but keeping your hands on his waist absentmindedly, looking up at him with a happy smile. You notice how he isn’t smiling or making an effort to say anything, which makes you both a little nervous and worried. Nero very rarely gets like that, when he’s quiet, it usually means he’s trying not to let his anger out. 

All you get in response from him is a quiet hum, making you frown slightly. What could have possibly put him in this mood? Last time you saw him he was giving you a fist bump before the both of you had split up in the tunnel. Surely you hadn’t done something wrong, right? The last time he saw you everything was fine, the two of you were happy and joking around a little bit. Maybe something pissed him off inside the station for some reason? 

You go to ask him whats wrong, but the sound of V’s cane tapping as he walks up behind you and the obnoxious flapping of Griffons wings causes you to pull away from Nero completely, trying to meet the white haired males eyes but he seems adamant about avoiding looking at you. You look between the three males, smile now gone off your face and a concerned frown taking its place. 

V clears his throat, grabbing everyone’s attention as he stares down at the theatre, silently gesturing with his cane for us to head on down together instead of somehow splitting up once again, even though there is no way you could possibly find another rout to take from here. You wanted to pause time for a moment, just to check up on your friend, make sure he was okay. The last thing Nero needed was to feel upset or angry as he already had such a heavy weight on his shoulders with Dante being gone. You always admired how he’d somehow keep a smile on his face through tough times. 

Instead of waisting any more time talking and staring at each other, you decide it would be best to push on, being the leader and pushing past Nero and V to head down the gross looking, demonic staircase. Maybe V could talk to Nero if the devil hunter didn’t want to talk to you, and hopefully he would end up feeling better if you gave him the space to talk to the poet. The two seemed like decent friends from what you saw, and if Nero couldn’t talk to you, then maybe he’d settle for talking to another friend? 

The sound of Griffons wings flapping behind you, following you, doesn’t escape your ears. Instead of ignoring the bird, wanting to be angry at him for his little stunt back in the train station with you and V, you stick your arm out without looking back at him. The demonic bird’s talons dig into your skin when he perches himself atop your arm, but it’s not too painful for you to shake him off. There would end up being little tears on your sleeve from where he dug his claws in, but when you were a demon hunter, having shirts ripped and dirtied was the least of your problems. 

The two boys trail behind you, you expect to hear their hushed whispering as a means to not let you hear what they’re saying, letting Nero get off whatever’s on his chest. However, You don’t hear them conversing at all. All that reaches your ears is the slight rumble of Nero’s revved up Red Queen. You take one glance behind and see that Nero is walking slower than V, making an effort to not have to walk beside him. What on Earth is his problem today? You thought to yourself, frowning as you face forward. Is he mad at V or you? Surely not, neither of you did anything wrong from what you could think of. 

“Looks like lover boy’s jealous” Griffon caws in your ear, just quiet enough for only you to hear. He was looking back at the two boys and ruffles his feathers when you reach up to scratch at his chest. You look up at his odd eyes and tilt your head in confusion. 

“Why would V be jealous?” You ask, confusion lacing your voice. Jealous of what? That you hugged Nero? Got excited when you saw Nero? He knew you and the devil hunter were just friends, surely he wasn’t jealous. You chanced another glance behind you and narrowed your eyes at V, not noticing anything different in the way he was acting, though Griffon was connected to him, maybe he could feel V’s jealousy and was giving you a heads up? 

V’s eyes fluttered up and met yours, his neutral expression turning into a soft smile and warm eyes. No, he isn’t jealous… is he? What could the poet possibly be jealous about? The sound of Griffons chuckles fills your ears and you turn back to look at him before returning V’s smile. You frown at the birds over exaggerated laughter and shake your arm slightly, bringing his attention back to you. He ruffles his feathers before training his neck, lowering his head down to your ear. 

 “Wrong lover boy” He whispers in his annoyingly high toned voice. Your eyes widen. Nero? What on earth could Nero be jealous about? That might explain his mood, but there was no reason for him to feel such a thing, right? And was he jealous about something to do with you? You ask yourself a bunch of questions that end up getting interrupted by Griffons burst of laughter. Oh right, asshole bird is just messing with you, trying to make you think theres some weird… love triangle thing going on. 

Fucking asshole.

The demonic bird cranes his head back and cackles loudly, hurting your ears to the point that you shake your arm to throw him off you. His laughter doesn’t stop as he flies on ahead, wings unable to drown out his annoying cackles as he flaps his blue wings. He slowly calms down as he perches himself on a prop piece on the theatre stage, shaking out his feathers and looking back at you with mischief in his odd eyes. 

You jump up on the stage with him, and soon after V and Nero join you, standing on either side of you. The three of you take a step forward, not getting any further before a group of Angelo’s jump down and land in front of you, swords and shields at the ready for a battle. You haven’t fought them before but you had heard of Nero dealing with similar enemies back in Fortuna before you teamed up with him. It’s like they thought of themselves as angels but weren’t any less demonic than all the other enemies you had fought. 

Their heavy landing must have disrupted something within the stage, causing the entrance behind you to collapse, trapping you in an arena of sorts before the entire set began to slide down the muddy hill. The sudden shift and movement caused you to stumble on your feet, quickly grabbing your weapons as you steadied yourself. The sound of two blades being unsheathed was satisfying to your ears, holding both swords on each hand as you stared down your target. 

The fight felt like it lasted forever, and the nearing edge of the cliff made you all fight harder and faster, fearing you’d fall down to your death with the stage. You had taken down one Angelo on your own, surprised at how much stronger they were than regular demons, having to break their shields before you could land a good hit on them, Then you noticed Nero had taken out most of them already, probably used to their fighting tactics from his time in Fortuna. He seemed to be much harsher though, not bothering to taunt or mock the Angelo’s like he would normally do, you figured he had to be quite angry, taking all his rage out on the demonic angels which in the end worked out in your favour. 

The Angelo’s were all destroyed, their bodies disintegrating before your eyes. You took one glance upward and saw the edge of the cliff was closer than you thought. Before you could act, you felt strong arms wrap around your waist in a crushing grip before you were lifted up into the air, forced to watch as the stage zoomed past underneath you and over the edge of the cliff. It all happened so quick, being airborne for five-seconds, but you managed to see that V was being held up by Griffon beside you. 

You heard the bird grunting, finding V heavy since he had used so much power when fighting the Angelo’s. You couldn’t see Nero, so you assumed he had a hold of you, knowing you weren’t paying close enough attention on when to jump and he didn’t want you falling with the stage. You felt your heart in your throat and your stomach flipped, making you let out a yelp of both surprise and fear. You were sure your face was pale, the sudden movement after a particularly difficult battle had your head spinning.  

Nero landed on the ground first before slowly lowering you down on your feet, making sure you were okay to stand since you weren’t the biggest fan of heights. You stumbled a little before he steadied you by holding your shoulders, keeping you up right for a few seconds before he slowly let you go cautiously. When he realised you could stand without falling over, he lowered his hands and gave you a once over, just to double check with a concerned frown on his brow. He knew of your fear of heights and now that you were standing on the edge of a cliff, he didn’t want you fainting on him. 

“I’ve just remembered something… This town was attacked once before” V muses, snapping you out of your little daze of trying not to fall over. “I was here… I can still see it. In fact, I was playing right here.” You look towards the poet, seeing him crouched down with his hand atop a small, green bouncing horse. Did this used to be a playground? Not very safe on the edge of a cliff… The horse looked slightly burnt, its ears and mouth blackened from what you can only assume was a fire. There were no other playground equipment, either having fallen down the cliff or destroyed in some other way. 

“That was the house.” V points with his cane, to a seemingly half burnt down house that sits atop a hill in the distance.  His house? Did he used to live here? The thought of V as a child being in this place when it was seemingly destroyed almost broke your heart. You hoped it wasn’t demons who attacked but there wasn’t any other reason your mind could come up with. V stood up and stared at the house a little longer, seeming to remember what he had seen all those years back. 

“This is where we part ways… You go on ahead. I must seek the Devil Sword Sparda.” V states casually as he snaps himself out of his daze and walks around you and Nero, making a move to brush his hand along the small of your back. You shudder at the touch, like earlier in the station, wishing you could go back to that moment with the poet and not be interrupted this time. V tapped his cane as he planted himself firmly ahead of you both, facing away like he was about to head off without you. 

Just as that thought crossed your mind, Nero opened his mouth. 

“I think you should come with me” Nero bit, grabbing hold of your upper arm gently and pulling you closer towards him, preventing you from following the goth which made your eyes widen in shock. He was addressing you but his eyes were focused on V instead, almost glaring at the soft poet. You wanted him to stop looking at V like that, wondering if maybe V was the source of Nero’s foul attitude. 

Did Nero want you to be paired back up with him? Did he seriously hate going through the train station on his own? Was he somehow jealous or untrusting of V? That would make what Griffon said earlier make some sense. Nero was so… okay with you leaving him last time, why has he suddenly changed his opinion of you going along with V? You open your mouth to argue with the young devil hunter but V interrupts you. 

“I agree, you should head on with Nero. I need to see this through on my own…” His deep voice causes you to quickly look at him with a frown. Did he not want you, or like you any more? The soft smirk on his face as he turned to face you made you think he does secretly want you to go with him, but he can’t, not at the moment anyway. You knew this must have something to do with V’s childhood, something that’ll bring up a lot of memories, and you did understand that he wouldn’t want you there for that. But, he was going to the Devil Sword Sparda, and both you and he knew he wouldn’t be able to carry it on his own. You were no demon, so it would be almost impossible for you too, but you could always find ways to help him out where you could.

So, instead of lashing out and getting angry, you let your frown turn into a concerned pout.

“You sure?” You ask softly, wondering why Griffon had suddenly gone so quiet. However,

V simply smirked wider, turning his body completely to face you before he made his way over. He bought himself close to you with the click of his cane echoing his steps, planting himself in front of you. He reached a hand out to caress your cheek with his elegant fingers and you couldn’t help but lean into his touch with a blush and a soft smile. You forgot Nero was even there in the first place, witnessing a tender moment between you and the poet. 

V leans forward and you think he is going to whisper something in your ear, or maybe even kiss you like he missed out on doing earlier. But instead, his plump lips graze against your cheek, softly kissing your already tinted pink flesh. He let his lips linger for a moment, stroking your cheek with his thumb. You’re not sure how you knew, but it felt like he was promising to see you again, that he’d be safe. 

And with that, he turns away and begins walking down the dirt path, leaving you alone with a seemingly grumpy Nero. This should be fun…

Here’s part 3

Griffon ships you with Nero confirmed lol

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[notrobyn]

im on episode 8 of stranger things 2 and just to avoid boring anyone with my shit im gonna put my obnoxious stream of consciousness commentary under a read more

yep here it is and we’re starting with billy’s dad being a total fucking bellend i mean i hated billy but i think. maybe. i can let it go based on this dick.

omg is he crying im legit so upset i don’t even care about billy why am i sad abt this 

but hey it’s okay we’re back to steve and the kids having an argument he is literally like their dad also lol max is the only sensible one round here tho why WOULD they run towards the sound

okay real talk. there is a lab in this town and everyone is just like oh. okay. nothing worrying or creepy about that even tho there’s loads of fucking weird shit going down in this town (why do they always put important shit in the basement, idiots)

im having a great time with sean astin tho im fairly sure this is going to be heartbreaking but bob is such a good dude if he turns out to be evil im going to cry

right okay but jonathan, nancy, and steve could solve their problems so much easier by. just. sleeping together. or alternatively never speaking to each other again, both of those would fix it. anyway this love triangle is boring as fuck now but i love all of them separately except nancy hasn’t had anything fun to do this season at all

i think overall i wanted more characterisation this season like i would rather have nothing bad for a really long time so that they could just be normal kids and interact like humans and then the bad thing could happen like later on. also on an unrelated sidenote bob is definitely about to die.

IS THAT DOCTOR FINALLY EVIL i thought he was evil right from the start and then he started being a nice and sensible person but now he’s leading bob - oh WAIT no maybe he’s not trying to kill bob? this is all very very confusing but i can see the evil thing being way too close to sean astin

they both just breathed a sigh of relief which means everything is about to go to fucking SHIT oh bob did u just drop a broom on the floor im so sorry bob this didn’t have to en - oh wait OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK that was horrific

they also really didn’t need to show me the demon creatures eating his whole dead body

these kids tho, they’re so good. i want. more friendship of the kids. but i don’t want joyce/jim esp when her partner just died. that’s not the one. dustin is angry and i am too. about the demogorgons not about joyce and jim lol

oh steve u v pretty fool. but honestly he is me in this situation. 

wait is billy coming back

oh joyce i love u so much she wants to kill it and so do we all. NO are they going to wake will up i feel like that’s a bad idea. are they legit just going to blindfold will oh no wait of course sticking him in a shed is clearly the better option

nancy this is not the moment to talk about ur relationship drama and i think steve knows that too. ur literally fighting an otherworldly monster .

I SAW U HOLDING HANDS ON THE BUS LUCAS sometimes u forget how young these kids are jesus christ also i totally get why mike is not having it with max but also he could stand to be a little nicer esp considering her life seems pretty shitty atm and also they just accidentally involved her in a death world problem idk 

where is billy? i keep suddenly remembering him

lol will literally has no clue where he is omfg they tied him to a chair??? this is horrible and i don’t like it but also he is fucking terrifying holy shit this kid needs awards and shit what a brutal role 

oh no this is gonna get emotional joyce is trying to bring will back from the evil mind flayer by telling him stories about himself and im not sure i can make it through two more episodes without crying lol this is so good..i wish i’d binged the whole season to be honest i think nine episodes in a row of just stranger things would have meant i didn’t have enough time to think about theories and just like. watch the show oh no they’re ALL getting in on it and now mike is crying and. fuck. this isn’t fun. give all these kids awards.

this emotional warfare could go one of two ways. and fuck it went the bad one. WHAT IS HE TAPPING SHIT IN HELL oh no it’s okay also wait did they leave hi alone. oh no it’s fine they’re telling the stories to distract the monster while they actually talk to will this is so clever. wow it’s a good thing there’s so many ppl tho imagine if it was just joyce jonathan nad hopper

CLOSE GATE IS THE CREEPIEST MESSAGE THEY COULD HAVE GOT AND ALSO THAT MEANS WILL KNOWS WHERE THEY ARE shit in fucking . fuck.

i love how organised they are tho even tho they clearly weren’t ready to have to move they did it v cleverly

also wait where is eleven? im sure she was on her way back. omg is mike using  a trophy as a weapon

um. that’s a dead monster in their house wtf is going on here omg is that ELEVEN AT THE DOOR

can’t wait for the mileven meeting also hi i definitely didn’t just cry at eleven coming through the door fuck.

okay that’s the end of the episode and therefore the end of this useless shit. soz for spamming u .

[inkykeiji]

Darling Clari I hope you are doing amazingly well 💖

I am sorry that I just disappeared off the face of the earth for a whole ass week - I have just been working a lot since I have the time now so I just work, sleep and eat atm but I’ve got lots of days off coming up soon so looking forward to that <3

First want to ask how you are, what have you been up to? Also wanted to say that I loved the raver! Dabi piece, as always *chefs kiss* writing - I will never get over how much I adore your writing and I will never stop telling you how much I adore it <3

In other news I actually went out on a date night with my boyfriend for the first time probably since we got together since it’s only been 8 months now and omg it was so nice to dress up and actually go out into the world instead of just being a lil hermit at home - restrictions where I live have been lifted for few months now but we’ve only recently had the time to go out again - I know I haven’t been with him long and we’ve been together through a pandemic which is not a typical situation but I am just so in love I don’t even know how to express <3

Anyways I am rambling which I guess is pretty typical now, me just gushing over your writing is normal and me just gushing over my boyfriend is standard now apparently as well - I really hope you are doing well and taking care of yourself, have you got any plans coming up or anything? As always I’m sending you my love and hugs <333-🍯

hi honey bb <33

sorry it took me a few days to get to this!!! things have been really busy over here lately hehehe but HONEY MY SWEET HONEY you have NOTHING to apologize for omg!!!! there’s no reason for you to apologize at ALL!!!

i’m okay hehehe, my moods been kinda all over the place lately which is very annoying but i’ve also been uhhhhh EXTREMELY distracted and kept occupied by my boyfriend hehehehe (he’s been doing v intense work stuffs all week and is very stressed, so he uses me to relieve said stress <333) he fucked me like a maniac last night actually i am so fucking sore today lmao but jesus h christ honey it was so fucking good i could actually go on about it foreverrrrrrr aaaah <33333333333

ah thank you so much bb!!!! i sincerely appreciate it, every single time, and i’m very very glad to hear that you enjoyed the piece!!! <333

aw that’s so FUN!!!! i’m lowkey jealous tbh because we’re still in lockdown over here which is ._. but i understand the importance of it of course!! i cannot WAIT to finally get to go out with my man again :((((( but aw honeybun that is so so so fucking precious and i’m just !!!!!!! so truly honoured that you’ve chosen to share such a beautiful thing with me <33 i wish you nothing but the absolute best <33 i know the feeling!!!! i’m actually gonna take this as an opportunity to gush about my own boyfriend just cause i haven’t really gotten the chance to tell anyone and i’m just bursting with how much i love him LMAO

just like aaaaaaaaah last night was so incredible????? we spent a lot of time just like, making out, and it was so nice??? i feel like making out, just slow messy kisses, is so underrated as a form of foreplay!!!! and then he made me cum four times lmao i was trembling by the end hehehe <3 aaaaah i can literally feel myself blushing as i type this eeeee he also BIT MY ASS and i have a massive bruise now <333 it’s very pretty <33

please honey i love speaking to you, no matter what you have to say, it’s always a joy talking with you and i appreciate and cherish you very much!!! <333 i am trying very had sweetpea, i hope you are as well!! hmm plans plans,,, well atm it’s looking like saturday’s going to be a day full of hiking n then getting my soul fucked outta me again LMAO <33 everything’s still closed here unfortunately, sooooooo :( maybe we’ll cook a meal together!! ah that would be so lovely <3

ALSO LMAOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHA WELL WELL LET ME TELL U IT IS SWOLLEN AND BRUISED AGAIN no literally i was bleeding yesterday but fuck he shuddered so hard when he came and tbh that made it all worth it holy fuck <3333333333