#i fucking love a good ���story told from the side characters POV and they *stay* a side character in this story”
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I think a 'surviving as a maid' oneshot where Ash and the queen run away together would cure my depression actually
Same for a fic just about Mio and archmage Ciel interacting in literally any way tbh bc what the fuck the author really thought they could pull a "and there was only one bed" and just have us (the readers) let that slide???? Bitch I see you and I'm so here for it— honestly both from the casual familialness of it and potential shipping. I adore both possible angles of this dynamic
Mio, Ash and archmage Ciel as a dysfunctional little family / maybe throuple (but also it's incredibly unclear what's even happening there) is so compelling to me I'm sorry I'm fully checked out of like all other ships bc that dynamic is so interesting in literally all directions
Rolling it back to Ash and the Queen too, they have such good chemistry and I adore every scene they share together. The Queen has such this like gentle, elegant, tragic air to her that you can just tangible feel. The way I lose my fucking mind whenever Ash gets any real emotion out of her, just, ag. I love them. Fuck.
I can not find a single fic for this webtoon and this saddens me deeply. I think I need to fix this fact immediatley tbh
#im re reading it rn#i stopped around chapter 80(?) i think(?)#just hit chapter 33 in my re read and we are entering the zone of peak shit I care about tbh#back to back scenes and characters I find compelling and interesting#I remember I got bored / kind of pissed off at the red haired knight in my first read#kept shaking my screen yelling “NOO GIVE ME BACK QUEEN ADVENTURES AND QUEER PLATONIC THROUPLE ASH/MIO/MAGE” when we got a whole arc for him#already dreading hitting that arc tbh Ill probably end up skimming it#anyways its a good webtoon#im not really there for the romancs but it has some romance if thats what people like?#love the set up tho#amazing concept tbh#i fucking love a good “story told from the side characters POV and they *stay* a side character in this story”#where we get to watch shit unfold from the sidelines through the eyes of someone who does care but doesnt have too much at stake#it adds a real air of tragedy to it#one of my favorites tbh#(one of) the books Im trying to write takes a similar approach#love to see it !!!#webtoon#birds fic talk#surviving as a maid#ash tolkein#Mio Zodiac#Ciel Copperfield#surviving as a maid webtoon
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Hey girlie!!!!!
You're not alone in your frustrations with OS. I get that "it the third book, there's going to be world building since it wasn't done earlier blah blah blah" but I personally feel like the ground work should have been done in FW and IF, for continuity and consistency. As most things are...That was one of my biggest gripes about OS. It felt like RY threw everything into a blender and expected us to identify/differentiate what was going, with little to no context. It also kinda felt like a money grab (leaving more questions so the audience stays engaged for book 4 and 5).
I concur about the POV thing, Violet is not a "reliable narrator" but if that's the cause, make it 3rd POV. For the audience's sake, I would not want to leave them confused about your magic system. It just feels sloppy and lazy. It felt like we were reading RY's stream of consciousness, like "Oh heres a thing that just came up in my brain and im going to FORCE it into the story line even if it doesn't make sense". Maybe things will be explained in the later books but I personally feel like that's not necessary.
The fanservice was so jarring for me, it was fine at first, but when it kept happening and it felt like Ridoc was essentially voicing what the fandom felt... I was like "good to know this is canon but also this is supposed to be a romantasy novel, be what you are you supposed to be, not a fanfic".
It also felt like OS was a fanfic I was reading, for which I paid $15 for... and for $15... i personally would not recommend it to anybody ngl. I'm already stuck in this here and I love the fandom too much to leave.
Don't get me wrong, there were parts that I enjoyed (the little side quest arc was probably the most enjoyable for me but it also felt like a filler episode in an anime). The side characters honestly saved it for me. Drake/Mira and the fucking kitten, Sloane/Dain (the yearning???maybe im delulu but whatever). As much as I love Riorgail, I was over it tbh. It felt artificial to me? The no sex the entire book unless there wasn't any magic but all of sudden (right before shit hit the fan? BFFR. I knew it was going to be the last time the were physically together)
Violet was delusional a lot of the time (I get it, when the man you love is becoming the bad guy, I probably wouldn't want to accept that reality either, but if you're telling me she has the "mind of a scribe" she better be logical as fuck, and girlie was not logical, Ridoc was the voice of reason on the isles and told her to draw a line) OR things were just not expanded on enough, like the fact that she just "knew" so much stuff. I get it she's smart, but if we're in her head, we should know what she's learning. I hated that when she came to a conclusion/revelation that she was afraid of, she didn't voice them to the audience. We're the readers, not her friends
Also the fact that there wasnt "any magic" on the isles, but there actually is some??? Fuck off lol
Overall the experience was confusing/jarring but I had a feeling that would be the case, based on my exp from IF (I hate being right) Again idk if it was RY or Red Tower that pushed to have 5 books but i felt like certain parts of the book could have been more concise, instead of leaving the end of a chapter on a cliffhanger. It felt like it was overdone, that by the end of the book, I was over the feeling of "being on edge".
I have to wonder if this is a result of the Iron Flame debacle too, like if some of this worldbuilding could have been in that before it got split, but somehow I don’t think so.
That whole book feels so…I can’t even think about it. The fact we spent all that time and drama trying to get wards and then just…altered them with a rune almost immediately with little effort? 🥺
I definitely understand the stream of consciousness thing. I felt like…like my brain is always searching for patterns, right? It’s how it works, daily, and the way she wrote this there was no connection to anything, the chapters were jarring, there was no link between the plot, subplot, no conjoining thread. It felt like my brain was looking for it like you look for the horizon when you’re on a boat…but the boat keeps jarring you beneath your feet. Does that make sense? It probably doesn’t, but it’s just this feeling like you’re out of your depth.
There were parts I enjoyed too, but since that feeling underlies it, it coloured the whole experience.
I definitely had the feeling of being on edge too and I saw someone say they think the marketing contributed to that and I agree but maybe it was the writing too? I don’t know, I was anxious the whole time for little discernible reason—maybe because they told us we were going to hate the end, I guess?
Anyway thank you for reaching out, I almost regret sharing because I hate being the minority and feeling like everyone is judging me, and I feel like a lot of people get mean when you can’t just ‘no thoughts, just vibes’ your way through it. I wish I could. 🖤
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Mona Lisa.
" your wish is my command,"
A/N: my first writing hopefully a Story maybe, leave a like while u at it :3 (modern au, t'challa, shuri, and Erik have no familial relations, minor characters are mentioned but no sexual events with them.)
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warnings: peer pressure, manipulation, violence, drug use, smut, 18+ please, swearing, oral, alcohol use. And
word count: 3,203 words 17,166 characters
Pairings | gang member ! Shuri x Black! reader, the reader having a crush since childhood.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+!
Part two. Part three.
Y/n L/n a girl with her family finally moved back to her hometown, she sure missed her old friend Shuri. Her sneaky ass was happy since she knew her friend still lived in ATL, specifically the neighborhood her family stays in.
Shit, for sure she was tired of her brother Erik's loud ass snoring, "mom can you wake him up? He's so loud!" She said, annoyed at his obnoxious snoring. He sounded like he was having the dream of his life, shit maybe you would sound like that too if your bitchass would sleep when told to😒.
"He gets that from your father, querido. Wake him up gently, i dont wanna hear his whining." (darling). your father had taken offense to the smart remark, giving your mother the side eye and a stank face. " Well, they both got your sass, and be quiet cuz ik damn well you didn't forget who was driving," he said, playing with her. Your mother put her hands
up as a fake surrender. You wanted love like your parents, but yk nobody in ATL gonna give you that.
You shook your brother, not as gently as your mother wished, but he'll be alright. After enough shaking he woke up stretching, then of course staring you down. "can't have shit with you around Y/n always gotta be the #1 hater for what.." he said, looking at you like you had lost your damn mind. You rolled your eyes, scrolling on Instagram.
Then you came across your childhood best friend's Instagram page. It was her. Shuri, your cheeks went a little red, and your heart beat so loud you could hear it in your ears.
You Followed her, wanting to dm her but hesitated to, but you proceed to stalk her account, like some photos, and watch her story, something in you was proud. She had a big platform and was making a lil' money off of it. Good for her. You wanted to dm her and yet you hesitated, After all, she might not know who the hell you are, knowing you'd look crazy as hell dming her, even more, crazy saying stuff she probably won't remember.
Erik glanced over shaking his head " Aint that the one girl you like" he cocked an eyebrow staring you down, he already knew the answer but wanted you to say it "She’s no- you tried to speak and yet got interrupted by your brother. "yeah right, ever since we was 5 all you did was play with her, and only look at her. Shit, I remember you throwing a ball at her brother's head for being mean to her" he said, shaking his head " you do like her but you're 1.) in denial 2.) oblivious" he finished.
Damn, he ate that, he even left you speechless, you stared off trying to think of a comeback knowing damn well you don't got one, your grip of steel loosened on your phone and he took it dming shuri for you.
Suddenly you snapped out of it trying to get your precious baby back, but of course, your brother is stronger and "better". he kept one hand on ur face keeping you away from the phone, as he texted shuri for you.
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Erik pov
"Damn," I said biting my lip, "Told you so," My younger sister Y/n said, "Mann you ain't tell me shit, at least she remembers your shy ass." I said kissing my teeth and making a sound with it, throwing the phone back to Y/n.
I gladly will support my Lil sis thru this, I just don't fw her brother, and T'challa doesn't fuck with me.
We keep it lowkey and don't fight in front of them, it ain't their business anyway.
She should date Shuri anyway, T'challa 's hoe ass doesn't deserve my sister anyway.
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Y/n pov
I smiled at the message, my eyes lighting up with joy, I can tell Erik is happy that I'm smiling at least, my dad parked in front of our house, damn it's big, telling us to gtfo the car.
I quickly texted shuri something hoping id get a good answer.
(darling)
Then you heard running in the house and a woman came out, your eyes went up and down her body scanning her to see if it was shuri. your shuri.
you looked at her fit and slim body, her wearing a sports bra and jogging pants so low that you could see her v line, you moved your eyes to her upper body, her unmarked pretty chest, her untouched neck and collarbone, and last but not least her face looking as if it were sculpted by the gods, my god her jawline.
Her jawline was something you could mark up for the world to see, and her pretty plump lips were kissable, soft, and plush. her pretty button nose. You enjoyed it dearly and it complimented those beautiful eyes.
I shook my head that you don't like her. At least you thought that, you didn't even know why your mind was thinking like this.
You ran up to her and hugged her tightly " SHURIII I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!", you hid your face in the crook of her neck and then gave her a friendly kiss, she lifted you, your legs automatically wrapping around her built waist. "y/n! Sithandwa! " Shuri wrapped one hand around my ass to cover it since my skirt was rising and the other around my waist
"Y/n! the movers are finished, you and Erik enjoy being outside me and your pa are gonna set stuff up" my mom yelled as she and dad went inside slamming the door.
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SHURI POV
she smirked at the messages shaking her head, shuri got up from her bed and quickly got dressed.
Of course, she remembered her childhood best friend, she thought about her and wrote about her, for 13 years straight in 35 hub notebooks.
But of course, Shuri wouldn't let her know allat, she wanted to have some fun with the girl, so she checked y/ns pages looking at posts, highlights, and everything.
Damn, she grew up.. She looks different now, especially her body... haven't seen her in a bit. damn, that ass. she liked a video of her working out at the gym, Shuri's eyes went to her chest as she bit her lips. exiting off her page. I'm not gonna do anything dumb, take it slow, it's your bestfriend shuri you can't fuck around with her like them flings at school. she smacked her head, before she turned around opening the blinds of a window close by her bed, she saw a car hoping its y/n, and her heart raced as she squinted seeing Erik in the car.
She knew it. y/n was there, and she got a notification from Instagram, from "Y/n 🫶🏽" she confirmed that it was indeed her in that honda civic.
Shuri texted back w speed, running out of her room and almost falling down the stairs, her speed startled her older brother T'challa " Girl what the fuck are you doing running around like a damn cheetah???" said T'challa giving his sister a look like she lost her damn mind.
"what's got you in a rush 'anyway?" T'challa said standing up, towering above the 5"8 female slightly.
Shuri looked him up and down, returning his curious look with a stank face " if you don't back your black ass the fuck up.." she rolled her eyes stepping back "Y/n's back and I miss her so I'm gonna go see her outside. come out or not grouchy ass " shuri walked outside, her brother following behind watching from the door Frame.
" damn.." me and T'challa both said under our breathes looking at y/n, "you can tell she's checking you out, her gayass can't even hide it" T'challa laughed quietly staring at Y/n then his mood changed seeing erik lean against the car, and watching him
Shuri knew damn well they didn't fuck w each other, hes not as dumb as Y/n with social cues. It was shuri’s turn to study y/n, shuri slowly traced her eyes up the curvy woman's body, stopping at her pretty breasts, she bit her lip snapping out of it when y/n jumped on her. "ingaba le ntombazana isisidenge itsibela umntu inxibe isiketi esifutshane..." (is this stupid girl jumping on someone in a short skirt...) said T'challa, his voice raspy when speaking his native tongue.
"Watch your mouth," Shuri said in a threatening tone, understanding Xhosa while the Beautiful girl in her arms didnt. Her doe eyes looked at shuri then T'challa.
Erik got closer sitting on the step.
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Y/n's pov
When she looked at T'challa he stared back, her innocent eyes lost in his eyes full of things she wasn't ready for, he smiled innocently while his eyes meant something else, it felt like a cat hunting a mouse.
She looked away eventually letting T'challa win the stare-off turning her head to Erik as she yawned
"Erik can you believe it! they still remember us!" she giggled with a smile, Erik nodded staring at the sky as it began to rain down hard "mmh it's raining.. I don wanna ruin my hair..." she sighed. Erik motioned to grab her from shuri and she repositioned her to be at her side
"Easy big and strong, you guys can stay with us till the rain stops" said shuri looking at T'challa with pleading eyes hoping he'd say yes.
T'challa looked at Erik, his eyes saying "fuck no" only because it's T'challa. "mmh.." he thought abt it yes come in" he nodded moving from the door.
They came in one by one, shuri sitting by Y/n, Erik on the steps, and t'challa sitting at the door.
Eventually, the tension eased, and they'd all be heard laughing and talking about stuff they missed in their childhood, that or reminiscing.
Shuri would notice y/n is fast asleep, her head on her lap.
"so.. does she still like me?" shuri eyes Erik " she was blushing when she found your page and was acting like a middle schooler too shy to text you yada yada," said Erik leaned against the wall with his eyes closed.
Shuri smiled "I just wish she would say it" she shook her head gently, stroking her head, running her hand thru y/ns braids.
"I'm gonna bounce, I rather sleep at my house, and have her home when
she wakes up" Erik left and T'challa had gone to his room.
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SHURI
"let's get you somewhere nice to sleep."
she gently would pick up y/n bridal style,not trying to wake her, she locked the doors before moving upstairs to her room.
Shuri would take her shoes off and put her in some old pjs she had. tucking her in and getting with her.
shuri closed the blinds and the curtains, dimming the lights and getting ready for a rest.
hours later
Shuri woke up to y/n watching tv, she shook her head and went under the covers and appearing between y/ns legs laying her head on y/ns lap.
"Hey ma. Shouldn't you be leaving?" shuri said in a raspy morning voice. this got Y/n soaked to her core, she noticed the sudden heat but was too tired to embarrass her about it.
"Ma? that's a new nickname." y/n looked down at her stroking her head, shuri hummed while Y/n watched tv. " you know I'm so glad that you remember me, shit, 'd cry if you didn't" said y/n
shuri smiled chuckling" let's get some drinks yeah? im thirsty" she gave a tap to her butt causing y/n to jump. Shuri left
first to the kitchen leaving y/n upstairs.
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Y/n
Y/n blushed, thinking that it was weird for friends to do this. but it was shuri, and she didnt mind at all, when she got off the bed, she went to the bathroom to find herself in a shirt, Shuri's shirt and pretty panties she had on.
did she... Y/n thought to herself, blushing. they were both girls and friends, she shook her head, overthinking it, skipping on down the kitchen and there she was, drinking from the bottle, Hennessy. she had a cup for y/n ready to join her . "to my friend coming back!" she smiled, clinking her bottle yo y/n's cup.
"I um, never had any before shuri. I dont know" y/n said kind of worried, looking at Shuri with her pretty doe eyes " dont be a pussy n drink up." her voice sounded commanding, not the usual soft tone she had with y/n. but either way, something in y/n liked it, she got more aroused and obeyed shuri's orders automatically, she didn't know why but she just wanted to please her.
She gagged at the taste sticking her tongue out in disgust but drank every cup poured for her till she was giggling on the table.
"man i should get home shuri" y/n would hiccup looking at her. but got no reply, shuri was texting sb. Her body wasn't too far from y/n, so she pulled her closer with her legs putting the phone aside.
"Put the phone down. I want attention * hiccup * " y/n said tracing a finger down her body, "damn shuri you look so goooood..." she tightly closed her legs while staring, shuri looked at y/n then her phone, deciding to play the intoxicates ones game.
"Don't need T' stare y/n.. tell me what you like," shuri said. y/n had the drunk confidence, she didn't feel shame temporarily "i like everything I see..." your hands went up and down her body as you bit your lips. "but these clothes gettin' in the way.." you slowly would look down her body, your pussy turning into Niagara falls.
Shuri gave a light tap on your ass before feeling you in all the right places, but she wouldn't go further without your consent. "can i- "just fucking touch me shuri" you hissed out, obviously wanting shuri so bad " say it then princess" shuri said looking into y/n's eyes, but it wasn't her soft look anymore, she was hungry, hungry for you.
" Please shuri, I need you so bad, everything you do just fucks with my mind, please just fuck me already " you whined out, sounded like a melody to her ears, she'd move stuff off the counter putting the alcohol back in the fridge. then went back to y/n moving her waist more towards her, Y/n would support her body with her arms as shuri took y/n’s panties off spreading your legs.
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You gasped at her strength, how quickly she grabbed your legs and spread them, you were shocked you were doing this with your best friend, damn, didn't know Hennessy made bitches gay.
She moaned at the sight of your pretty pussy being so soaked just for her, "all this just f'me Y/n? " she chuckled " y- before you could even get a word in her mouth attacked your pussy, her tongue causing you so much pleasure, your body grinded and rocked against her tongue, your pretty moans filled the room.
Shuri gripped your thighs glaring up at you, damn she was sexy from this angle"Sthandwa, let me take care of you" (my love). You nodded your pretty doe eyes rolling back at her tasting you and abusing your clit "fuck shuri I feel something in my tummy" You said feeling the knot form in your stomach "that's good, js means you’re gonna cum soon my Inbazana " said shuri taking a break from attacking your pretty pussy.(my girl)
"mmh why did you stop shuri" you whined as she'd chuckle " hold it f'me yeah?" she said as she went back to tasting you, her tongue doing tricks against your clit. "i-ill try," you said stuttering from all the pleasure you were getting, grinding against her tongue again since her hands moved, your head tilted back as your eyes rolled back, you moaned softly not wanting to wake T'challa up.
then you felt her long fingers enter you, you arched your back moaning loudly, a soft tear falling from your eyes "Ah? do you like it sthandawa? like feeling my fingers" she slowly thrust them in your pussy as her tongue will still attack your clit, nice and slow this time.
She began to gently suck her lips against your clit at the same pace, your hand moving to her hair automatically, you couldn't even control your body right now, all you were doing was speaking and acting on impulse.
She kept going swapping with sucking and licking your clit, you whined wanting to cum so badly " please shuri please can I? I wanna cum so bad please" you whined, looking at her with your pleading doe eyes, this whole time her eyes remained on you, every reaction of yours turned her on to the max. You began grinding against her faster, you needed her so damn bad.
"Hmm..." she thought about it going faster with her licks and sucking, her fingers finding your g-spot and abusing it, you threw your head back moaning, not caring how loud you were, suddenly you heard that T'challa was up and moving "please let me cum shuri please. ill let you do what you want to me for a week." she smiled at that deal nodding, making it final
The girl attacked Y/ns pussy her fingers brushing up against the g-spot nice and good, her licking and sucking causing y/n pure ecstasy as she squirted in shuris mouth, T'challa was almost near the kitchen before she licked her clean before moving her from off the counter, keeping her panties.
"What the hell is going on with all this damn noise Ri?" said T'challa dressed in only sweatpants and damn was he built
"ah.. yeah we were talking, now we're gonna go back to sleep bye!" shuri ran with y/n back to her room locking the door behind her.
T'challa sighed turning on the kitchen light and seeing the mess that happened " did these niggas... fuck on my counter... and not clean it up" he looked repulsed cleaning up after them
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The two girls cuddled each other, Shuri's leg resting between y/ns thighs, they looked at each other and smiled, shuri closed her eyes beginning to drift off to sleep
"Are we still friends...?" Y/n said, looking up at her hoping she'd say yes, Shuri opened her eyes and smiled " of course" she kissed Y/n's head before closing her eyes and her own
As they slowly drifted off to sleep.
#shuri#shuri x y/n#shuri smut#erik killmonger#t'challa#black reader#shuri fic#shawtytharula#Spotify#shuri x black!reader#wlw smut#princess shuri#shuri black panther#mcu smut#black panther smut#shuri udaku#lesbian#letita wright#monalisaseries
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More Wangxian Faves: Post-Canon & Canon Divergent
This list was made to honor the request in the notes on my WWX recs post from @100percentserenity for some more fics featuring Wei Ying set in canon or canon divergent fics. Now, not all of these are strictly from his POV, but they all feature him at his quick-witted, charming, & hopelessly oblivious best. Canon divergent can be a pretty wide category, so do keep that in mind if you see a rec & think, "This isn't very canonical.." Haha. There are two repeats from my first Wangxian rec list, but they fit the ask & are both excellent & worth mentioning twice! Now, in no particular order, may I recommend:
Far Away You Are by cqlorphan (E, 17,358)
Thoughts: I absolutely loved the idea of the esteemed Hanguan-jun being this not-so-secret purveyor of comfort hugs & heartache advice. Wei Ying’s shock upon finding this out was so funny I couldn’t help but laugh, & my amusement only intensified when he made the scary Yiling Laozu face while asking who broke Lan Zhan’s heart, only to be told it was him who’d done so. I wanted to hug all the Juniors myself. They’re all so very precious. This was a lovely story where very little hurt in the end, & sometimes that’s just nice after the gut punch that canon gives us.
my age has never made me wise by idrilka (E, 63,439)
Thoughts: I absolutely loved this. It was pretty CQL (The Untamed) compliant & told the post-canon story of Wei Ying wandering alone as a rogue cultivator after the events of the show. Of course he was pining after his zhiji the entire time, so when he heard gossip that the Chief Cultivator might be married by summer's end it nearly undid him. The angst was excruciating, but One Brain Cell WWX Strikes Again fics somehow always manage to be fun at the same time. I've read several post-canon, wandering Wei Ying stories, & this one was particularly good.
Not What We May Be by brooklinegirl (E, 29,222)
Thoughts: I love Wei Ying’s cleverness in this. He’s his usual irreverent, chaotic, charming self, & I never get tired of how wonderfully his mind works. The odd phenomenon occurring in the town he’s staying in was an interesting mystery to solve, & I had to laugh when Lan Zhan arrived with the usual Lan Juniors ensemble in tow. Watching them all work together to figure out how to fix the issue while also dealing with the healthy side helping of oblivious Wei Ying & searing sexual tension between him & Lan Zhan was a fun treat.
All Caught Up by brooklinegirl (E, 36,934)
Thoughts: Wei Ying proposing to Lan Zhan to get him out of an arranged marriage he didn’t want is so something he’d do. There is no character more quintessentially chaotic good than Wei Ying. You can’t change my mind. The practice kissing was a lovely regular feature from this author, & my particular favorite thing in this fic was Nie Huaisang’s cameo as their pseudo wedding planner with his classic meddling while insisting he’s useless shenanigans. This was super cute. I liked it a lot.
love, in fire and blood by cicer (E, 360,042)
Thoughts: This was an example of a cool MDZS-specific trope I hadn't seen before, & in it Wei Ying, the infamous Yiling Patriarch, was a cultivator who had achieved immortality (aka, he's OP as fuck but in a fun way). The great sects enlisted his help to win the Sunshot Campaign, & what did he demand in return? Lan Zhan's hand in marriage, of course! It was a fantastic slow burn in which poor Lan Zhan suffered the mortifying ordeal of falling in love with his own husband. An amazing & complex plot, chock-full of angsty goodness.
Birthday Party by waffles_4_breakfast (E, 100,123)
Thoughts: I loved the idea that Wei Ying would actually get to attend Jin Ling's one month celebration, but I was, of course, still concerned about the continued danger he'd be in. This fic nicely showcased Wei Ying's sharp wit, charm, & ever-present sass. I also loved his dramatics when it came to his interactions with Lan Zhan (and in general, of course, haha), but their sweetness together was ultimately my favorite thing about them. The continued threat to Wei Ying's life & all the plotting surrounding it was interesting, but the best things about this fic were the characters & their bonds with each other.
Fentao-laoshi's Guide to Cut-Sleeve Pleasures by occultings (E, 31,775)
Thoughts: This was set during the Cloud Recesses Study Arc, & it was so, so good. The sexual tension between them was just simmering the entire time, & the idea of them “practicing for marriage” on each other was fucking hilarious. Their banter was top notch, & I absolutely loved Lan Zhan’s nearly overwhelming desperation for Wei Ying, not to mention Wei Ying’s bullshit getting him in over his head (as usual, but this time in a fun way, haha). The feelings were actually very sweet, too. I enjoyed this a lot.
wide enough and wild by impossibletruths (E, 64,120)
Thoughts: I love the tag “Noping Out Of Society With Your Boyfriend And Your 50 Wen Refugees: The Novel”. It made me laugh before I’d even started the fic. While this was set during the time period in which Wei Ying frees the Wen refugees, they didn’t end up in Yiling this time. I won’t get too specific, but they still ended up rebuilding their own little settlement & farming to survive, basically. Lan Zhan found them & decided to stay. The slow burn was so good, & I loved the pining in particular. I cried a couple of times in this. It really was just that good.
your problem as a mountain. by cupofwater (E, 30,989)
Thoughts: It was so cute to see the difference between Wei Ying’s & Nie Huaisang’s fantasies, & Wei Ying’s turning out to be more vanilla & romantic in nature absolutely cracked me up. I nearly hurt myself laughing when Nie Mingjue sent Lan Zhan some of the letters by mistake, & I was delighted by Lan Zhan’s reaction. I won’t spoil it, but the smut was lovely & despite the misunderstanding our boys definitely both got their happy ending, haha.
The Vermilion Ribbon by Unforth (E, 233,368)
Thoughts: This sat on my Marked For Later list on AO3 for the longest time, & I really did myself a disservice by not reading it sooner. It was absolutely fantastic. The world-building, pacing, & intricate plot were all brilliantly done, & Wei Ying being in the Wen clan was nothing like I imagined it was going to be in this. Instead of his core family being the Jiangs, we get Wen Qing in Jiang Yanli’s role & Wen Ning in Jiang Cheng’s. Now I’ll warn you that this got super heavy in some places, so mind those tags & take care of yourselves. Nothing was graphic enough that I had to stop reading, but it didn’t shy away from the serious subject matter it covered either. The whole fic was a real emotional roller coaster, & I can’t recommend it highly enough.
#mdzs#the untamed#wangxian#lan zhan#wei ying#lan wangji#wei wuxian#wangxian fic rec#Temnurus rec list#i'm so flattered by this request#here's to all my wangxian obsessed fam#i like them a normal amount ok#ok maybe slightly more than normal#leave me & my mdzs brainrot alone kthx bai
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So I’ve always been trying to pinpoint what it was about your specific characterization that stood out to me and how I loved it and then realized when you said you weren’t usually a fan of fanon Nik. Could the same be said about Damen as well? In NMF, I just love how you took his best characteristics from canon, his protectiveness, his softness, flirtation and adoration for Laurent but just added that SPICE I usually miss in most fics: his /mean/ side, his pettiness, his cockiness. It adds SO MUCH more to him in context like ofc he is cock of the fucking world because everybody wants him duh. I also wanna add, as a reader, how fucking sexy you made him like that without it turning repulsive! This then made me think of Laurent’s characterization in NMF, he ofc wears his prickliness as a shield but because of the pov we get to witness so much more of his insecurities and even his innocence? Because he is young, desperate, emotionally rigid (and mistreated by his ex), and the part in the beginning when he finds comfort in his childhood self latching on to his crush to Damen 🥹 just breaks my heart in the best way. I just soo *wanna hug and put him in blankets* when I read his inner turmoil. Sorry this is getting long but my question is also, would you ever consider another storyline exploring this simile setting again? Like more diving into Laurent’s innocence and Damen (unconsciously) being too mean or mistreating him a lil to the point of the drama being all like idk Laurent being in tears and Damen hating himself for doing all that to him lol. I was thinking about how you tackle delicate themes but still making the characters be sympathetic to the reader because of how real the issues felt so I kinda feel like only you would do such themes justice 💞.
Omg this whole message is so so lovely, I actually cannot tell you how much this means.
But to be honest: YES I HATE THE FANON ON DAMEN. So if fandom is a town, I live in the woods, you know?
Like, without being rude I tend to just stay away cos I would never infringe on someone else’s good time but it’s not my good time so I’ll just chill by myself haha
But yes Damen is canonically SO MUCH MORE nuanced then just the love interest. He can be mean and petty and I like writing the version of Damen that unapologetically slapped Laurent in the face the day after he rocked his world, and the version that told him he fucks like a virgin because he was too emotionally drained to curb his urge to hurt him.
The dude who has his opinions and he’s not gonna suffer fucking idiots so he’ll roll his eyes and dismiss it and sometimes he’ll say or do things that aren’t right because he’s fucking human and not just there for Laurent’s story or to be soft and boring you know?
Plus, in a weird way sex is kind of my thing? Like, that sounds so weird to say but I find it fascinating, psychologically as well as physically and I really like to write about sex that comes from somewhere that is difficult to put into words, kind of like reality I guess haha, and I also don’t automatically equate soft sex to loving sex because of what I do and how I live my life? Idk if that makes a difference but that’s just how I write sex scenes I guess so Damen in NMFY is a reflection of that.
But yes, definitely, I’ve got the urge to write something messy atm tbh. I don’t know about modern royalty as a setting but modern definitely. Just not sure what yet. And thank you so much for your kind words, I appreciate that you like the way I write
I hope you're having a wonderful day lovely, whatever you are doing💕
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If you’re doing the ask game: Gilbert Nightray?
any excuse to talk about Gilbert Nightray tbh
First impression: I saw him being angsty in the rain during the intro for 0.2 seconds and I just knew he was going to be my fave.
Impression now: Honestly, it's been over ten years and I still can't really put into words how much this fictional character means to me.
To me, he has one of the most interesting, most well crafted character journeys I've ever seen. The way his entire loyalty complex is depicted, established and developed is something that still touches me very deeply. How he struggles with but ultimately pushes through his issues is just ,,,,,,,,, hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ,,,,,,,,, dare I say inspiring? Also, he got a lot of cool moments throughout the series and I'm very thankful for that <3
Favourite moment: This was a tough one because there are so manyyyyyyyy. But I'm gonna go with the one that impressed me the most from a 'the way this story is written' pov and that's the one where he shows up and saves Break from Fang and Lilly. I don't even know. Just thinking about this scene and the way it was set up - with Gilbert running towards Oz, Vincent manipulating him into thinking Break can take care of himself, his flashbacks to when Break told him to get his priorities straight, with him realizing that Break is blind, with him still chosing to run towards Oz and Vincent's sinister 'good riddance Hatter' smile, and then Gilbert laughing in all of their faces by saying 'screw my priorities, I can chose both' - still gives me chills. I so very clearly remember sitting in my bed at like 3am, reading it for the first time and just losing my mind over Gilbert showing up and kicking him in the back when no one, least of all Break, expected him to do that.
Idea for a story: One day I will write down the 'The Tragedy of Sablier never happend and Gilbert and Vincent and Alice grow up as Baskervilles with Oswald and Jack as their gay parents' story set to Bastille songs I have been dreaming about for 5 years. Y'all just wait.
Unpopular opinion: There should have been a last meaningful conversation between Break and Gilbert before Break dies.
I know a lot of people absolutely love that Break got to spend his last impactful scenes with Oz and Vincent, guiding these two through their last character development steps, but ,,,,,,, but.
It just makes me so mad that up until the very climax of Gilbert's character development (him burning off his left arm and then showing up to stand in front of Glen and declare his loyalty to Oz no matter what) there were so many conversations between these two from the very beginning, the parallels between both of them serving Masters, Break being aware that he is the cautionary tale for Gilbert and trying to guide him, Gilbert showing up and saving him, Break even going all I don't have to worry about him anymore while being chained to a wall, so sure that Gilbert is going to help Oz because even though he saw him shoot Oz he also saw through the compulsion and realized that Gilbert picked his side, Oz' side, and that he would ultimately pull through.
And yet. AND YET. Their last real interaction is Gilbert being furious at Break and blaming him for Oscar's death and then just kind of ignoring him and not even really acknowledging him/his impending death when they part ways in the ruins of Sablier and Break stays behind to die alone in the arms of Reim and Sharon.
Instead the focus is on Vincent and Oz, as if the last 20something volumes of their friendship and connection suddenly didn't matter anymore. I'm still disappointed about this 10 years later apparently, because just like Gilbert I simply cannot let things go.
Favourite relationship: Breakbert Oz. Whatever the hell he has going on with Oz in every shape, form and colour throughout the entire manga. I live and breathe for that shit. The angst, the loyalty, the doubt, the jealousness, the dismissiveness, the fucked-up-ness at times. The way they both trigger their respective issues at the start but then become each other's guiding light to becoming better versions of themselves and then ending up with this beautiful, trusting friendship where they both understand the other better and see them for who the other really is and still chose each other, despite everything. Fuck.
Favourite headcanon: Uff. I fear I am so out of touch with the source material these days that I don't really remember what was actually hinted at in the manga and what was just my interpretation of certain things?
I distantly remember him angsting about doing dirty work for the Nightrays at some point, so I have this headcanon that he worked as some sort of assassin/spy for them for a while? No idea if that's a true headcanon or just my imagination running wild with a throwaway line, but I like the idea of him being actually way more ruthless than he seems and very willing to go to drastical measures for the people he cares about without hesitation.
#tachiharas-brother#asks#!!!!!!!!!#thank you so much for this !!!!!!!!!#this was such a fun thing to do !!!!!!!!!!#i word vomitted over this for the past three days and finally decided it was decent enough to post#also yes hi i am indeed the filzmonster from ao3#it's very nice to formally interact with you on tumblr for the first time!!!#pandora hearts#gilbert nightray
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🥰 a fluff WIP snippet
Henry would leave it at that – that Barry actually had someone on his side in this was all he’d really wanted all these years, because his son deserved better, and that this young man was doing so, even while dealing with his own problems…that meant a lot to him. “You’re a good friend to him, Malcolm.” “…Thanks.” The kid said hesitantly. “I’ve not really known him that long, though.” “No, but my son’s a good judge of character.” Henry told him, and Malcolm just stared for a bit, almost like he was in shock, before seeming to shake himself out of it. “I guess he is.”
This is from Part 4 of Cobalt Blue and The Flash, which is going to focus on Henry Allen's POV Barry's friendship with Malcolm - this part is just after Malcolm's told him he thinks he's innocent and Henry tells him what he thinks, that he's a good friend (and a good person). Malcolm's shocked because he's never been told that by a parental figure before.
❓ any WIP snippet you want!
So it was that one morning, in the middle of asking his mother what had appealed so much to her about this place, they were interrupted by the sound of a key in the lock. Thomas was already here and Arthur (if he wasn’t too busy making heart eyes at Mera) was overseeing official duties in Atlantis, so whoever this was, they were— A young girl, apparently, and his initial, split-second thought was that this was Arthur’s daughter – her skin was several shades lighter, granted, but the facial features and the hair colour was similar, and she looked to be the right age— Except while Arthur might have omitted her to mess with him, he wouldn’t have lied to Mother and therefore Mother wouldn’t have lied to Orm, not about something like that. And... thinking about it, given how important family was to Arthur, he doubted Arthur would've kept the fact that Orm had a niece from him all these months.
This is from my Aquafam AU - the one where Orm gets a redemption arc far sooner than in canon! This is when Orm is staying at the lighthouse and as you can see he's somewhat bemused at this stranger appearing (for the record, Arthur did intend to mention the fact he had a teenage cousin, he just didn't get around to it).
😍 published lines or a section of a fic that you loved writing?
Darla was gone. Re-vamped, thanks to Drusilla, thanks to Wolfram and fucking Hart and every time, every time Angel closed his eyes he was back in that room, crushed by the guilt of having three people he’d completely failed in the same place. Darla, dead for a third time and soulless for a second. Drusilla, whose mind he’d destroyed for fun and who remained his biggest regret. Lindsey, the young man who had a heart deep down but who was utterly convinced there was no way out for him, because Angel had let him down and had written him off as a mistake, a cautionary tale to remember when dealing with other damaged people instead to continuing to try and reach out to him. And Angel wondered what the point of it all was, especially when face to face with Holland Manners, who was the epitome of everything wrong in the world and with not a single drop of remorse for what he’d done, and all Angel could think was failure, failure, failure, his path to redemption feeling more thorny, more unclear, more unreachable than ever, because he couldn’t even save two people, let alone a city or a world.
This is from my Buffyverse fic i will stand by you (i will help you through), the story that started out as 'what if Angel decided not to be a dick to Riley Finn and they ended up becoming friends' and ended up as a 12k behemoth of a oneshot because turned out, that would have a lot of ripple effects and also Lindsay and Spike and Angel's feelings (and guilt) surrounding the two of them showed up. It's hard to pick just one section, but this is definitely one of my favourites, a look into Angel's state of mind after the whole business with Darla that I'm very proud of because I think it sums it all up quite well, and it's also a very angsty set of lines as well.
Wip fic ask game!
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Dating Jordan Calloway
Requested: ✅
Warnings or triggers: none( there are cuss words tho)
Characters: jordan Calloway/ J.C, y/n, jayla(bestfriend), destiny (captain) (other side characters will be included)
Excuse any errors and enjoy the story!
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Omniscient pov:
Jordan and y/n have been dating for a few months now. Jordan (known as J.C by his friends) was very popular around the school. He ran track and also played on the schools football team. Y/n on the other hand was very shy and quiet and that's what jordan liked about her. Most of the girls in the school envied her because the two of them were together and some even went as far as trying to break them up by spreading rumors. Despite their efforts no one was able to break up the beautiful couple. Y/n also became a cheerleader.
Y/n pov:
Today was a very busy day for me at school. The boys had a football game tonight which started at 7:30pm, I really enjoy going to football games because I get to see Jordan play but it also meant long hours of practice. I looked at my phone and the time read 3:15 and practice started at 3:30. I entered the bathroom and quickly changed into my uniform. I was making my way down the hall when suddenly, I felt myself being lifted up from the floor. I turned around quickly to see who it was only to see it was Jordan. "You play entirely too much" I said looking at him. "Oh come on baby you gotta admit it was a little funny" Jordan replied. "Ok it was a little funny" I said laughing at what happened. "I really wish I could stay here with you longer" I added. Jordan pulled me into a tight hug. "I know babygirl. I promise we'll see eachother after the game." He said kissing my forehead. "Yo J.C we gotta go to the field for practice" one of Jordan's friends yelled. "I'll see you later baby I love you." Jordan said. "I love you too" I responded.
*timeskip to practice*
We were currently going over the last cheer we were going to do when suddenly, the captain known as destiny came toward you. "I think you might wanna work on that backflip. I don't think jordan would like you if you bust your face on the floor and make a complete fool out of yourself." She spat. I smirked knowing I was about to say something to her . "You know destiny, thinking isn't something you're good at. By the way jordan will never ever want you so stop trying." I said. Destiny picked up a Pom Pom and tried to throw it at me but missed. I turned your back on her and headed out the door. "See you just proved my point." I said laughing. " how are you gonna try and hit me with something soft and expect it to hurt." I added. "Fuck youu!" Destiny screamed and walked off. I flipped her off as I walked out the door.
Jordan pov:
The time was 5:00 and i still had time before the game started. Coach didn't mind us leaving and coming back before the game starts there was only two rules: be back in time for warmups and don't be late otherwise we'd get benched. Warmups were at 6:45 which means I had time to spare. I thought of an idea and made my way to y/n's house. Shortly I heard some movement which meant that y/n was home. Once she made her way up the stairs, I heard her sit her backpack on the floor next to her room door. When she walked in, she immediately ran up to me and hugged me. "I missed you so much" she said. "I missed you too my love" I replied. Y/n was clingy but I love her clinginess. We ended up watching a movie, cuddling, playing a few games and also talking and laughing. The time was now 6:20 and I didn't wanna risk being late. I prepared to leave when y/n came up to me and gave me one last hug before I left. "You coming back after the game?" Y/n asked looking up at me. "Yes my princess I'm coming back. Is it alright if I stay the night?" I asked her. "Yeah my mom and dad are out of town on a business trip but they're coming back in two weeks" she told me. I made my way out of the door and headed to the school for warmups and shortly after, y/n did the same.
*timeskip to the game starting*
Y/n pov: me and the rest of the cheerleaders went out and performed the first cheer. Our team had 10 points and the other team had 5. We did two cheers and when we reached halftime we took a break and let the band perform. My bestfriend jayla came over and we talked for a little. "Girll jordan has been eyeing you since halftime started. Y'all so cute together" she told me. "I know right. I can't even lie he looking so fine in that jersey." I said staring at him. "I'm telling him what you said" jayla said laughing. "No no jayla hush dat mouth I'll tell him myself " I said laughing.
*after the game*
Our team won 78-53 and the boys and other people were celebrating the win. But as for me I was tired and just wanted to go home. I met up with Jordan and we both rode home together. He had previously gave me his hoodie to wear because I was cold. I ended up falling asleep in the car and jordan carried me into the house. We both took a shower, ate, and fell asleep cuddled next to each other.
#shygirl#boyxgirl#jordan calloway#high school#school#cheerleader#football#outer banks#madelyn cline#rema#afro art#buzzfeed quiz#michael b jordan#jungkook#anime and manga#on my block#cute boys
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Okay, I’ve been wanting to write this for the last three weeks, but I’m finally - finally - sitting down to do just that.
First, I’m a Rogan shipper. I’ve been a Rogan shipper for the last 20 years, but in that time, I’ve grown, I’ve experienced my own sense of love, and I’m a writer so I’d like to think I’m familiar with structure, characterization, and the like.
Second, I’m focused on the film franchise, strictly speaking. Just wanted to make sure that is clear.
Having said that, when I discuss how utterly wrong the X-Men franchise is, I’m talking about from a story standpoint. When I speak of Logan and Rogue, if that ship isn’t your jam, fine, but the points I make still stand.
Finally, spoiler alert for all of the movies.
Okay, I think we’re ready to jump in.
1. After the first movie, everyone forgot the heart of what made the first movie so special: Wolverine & Rogue
I don’t necessarily mean together. I mean, the movie focused primarily on Logan’s story and Rogue’s story. It was told through THEIR POV. This is important because, essentially, we’re asked to connect with these two characters AND WE DO.
The dialogue, the acting, and their stories (which reflect each other’s as well as stand on their own) draw us in and we are hooked.
Even the critics thought some of the best scenes are the ones Logan and Marie share together. Multiple critics discuss chemistry, how they add to the scene, etc.
Regardless of whether you ship them or not, there’s a compelling story between the two. This vulnerable, slip of a girl is the most powerful X-men out there (or one of) and this growly, fierce angry, broken man who’s been alone for so long that out of everyone he’s met and seen, THIS girl brings him to his knees.
And it’s because she isn’t scared of him.
Even after watching him beat the shit out of his opponent, even after seeing the claws threaten humans and slice through a barrel of a gun, she still thinks, I can trust him.
And when he catches her in his trailer, she STILL isn’t afraid of him. She gives him lip. She calls him out on his shit.
That’s how she manages to slide through the cracks.
And that is BEAUTIFUL.
I’m not here to talk about the performances, but Jesus Christ, I love this scene so damn much. The chemistry RADIATES. The glances, the confusion, the curiosity, and the attraction. (Sorry not sorry, it’s there on both parts, I’ll die on this hill.)
Anyway, the first movie is about how this girl brings the savage, feral Wolverine to his knees. How she gets him to STAY. How she gets him to open up.
Yes, Logan wants info on his past, but he’s staying for Marie. We all know it.
When he threatens Jean after first waking up, Jean is scared. And for good reason, obviously.
But Logan STABS Marie with his claws, and guess what? She’s still not scared of him. She’s worried about him.
This is THEIR story.
Do you really think Wolverine is going to go running around in leather for anyone but Marie? Yeah, I don’t think so. I mean, he literally STABS HIMSELF IN THE CHEST to free himself and get to her.
He PROMISES her that he’d take care of her. Do you think Wolverine bullshits? Hell no, he doesn’t.
And that’s why....
2. The whole Jean thing was just not great.
Okay, can I tell you something?
I don’t see Jean as a sympathetic character. She’s engaged to Scott and suddenly, Wolverine comes strolling in and she can’t get her shit together?
I mean, okay, I get it, let’s be real.
But Scott isn’t a bad guy. He nay be a dick, but he treats Jean well. Because we’re not in Cyclops’ or Jean’s head, we as the audience don’t see any marital/romantic issues between them. Hence, when Jean gets flustered by Wolverine to the point where she lets him goad her into reading his mind, she knows what she’s doing. She likes it. She likes Logan’s attention.
Not because she likes Logan.
(I read this fic where basically Jean tells Logan he could have been anybody, and I thought that was so perfect)
But because he’s giving her attention. He makes her feel desired.
And she leads him on.
Right there, I don’t like her, and I think that’s why a lot of Rogan shippers don’t like her is that she has no problem toying not only with Logan’s feelings, but with Scott’s.
But that’s not even the worst part of this.
At the end, when Logan asks for Marie and Jean makes her comment, she adds, “I think she’s taken with you.”
Like - why would Jean say that? Why mention it?
That’s petty ass shit right there.
To me, what she’s trying to do is align herself with Logan as adults and belittle Marie for having a little crush on him. Like it’s so juvenile.
And the worst line of this whole movie is when he says, “Tell her my heart belongs to another.”
Want to know why?
Because the writers/director haven’t SHOWN this. This line is forced here to TELL the audience that we should be shipping Jean and Wolverine. It’s sloppy writing. It tells me they think the audience are idiots.
Really, Logan?
Jean has your heart even though you completely go against Tall Dark and Feral to pick up a girl, then stay at the school with her, leave a fucking mansion to bring her back, make a promise to her, go after her after she’s kidnapped, stab yourself in the chest, fling yourself on the Statue of Liberty AND RISK YOUR FUCKING LIFE TO SAVE ROGUE’S JUST BY TOUCHING HER and you want me to believe your heart belongs to Jean????
Please, tell me, why the FUCK should I buy that?
Oh, because they’re the same age?
LOL no.
Anyway, I didn’t like Jean’s characterization because of that. Because she’s leading people on, because she needs to put down Marie’s feelings after her ordeal because of her insecurity, because of it all.
Which is why I’ll never ship them together.
Logan is at his worst when he’s around Jean.
Anyway.
And Jean is just the worst.
3. They took something meaningful and they fucked it
Logan promises to take care of Rogue. Do you know important that is for both of them as individuals and their relationship?
Rogue only goes back because of Logan. Not for anyone else. Not even Bobby. She comes back, she stays, for Logan.
Where do we see that after the second movie?
He’s so goddamned focused on Jean, on everything about her, that he barely notices that Rogue is ready to get the cure.
I’m GLAD they got a scene together. Because of their looks.
I am.
But shit.
It’s like Logan has completely forgotten all about Rogue, and I’m sorry, but after that first movie, I just can’t buy that.
I can buy that he leaves to check out his past. The dog tag scene is one of my absolute favorites. That’s perfect. Makes sense.
(Also, side note: Fic is so beautiful about this but he isn’t afraid to touch her. Like, he doesn’t HAVE to play with her hair but he does. It’s playful and flirty. It IS. He could have just said he liked her hair BUT HE HAD TO TOUCH IT. And this is HUGE for Rogue because honestly SHE’S afraid to touch and of herself but if Logan isn’t afraid, she stops being afraid - if that makes sense.)
But seriously? He’s not calling the mansion, not writing to Rogue?
I don’t believe that for one second.
This is why I will never watch The Wolverine after that first time (I refuse especially after the director said he was contemplating adding Rogue at the end and didn’t and FUCK EVERYTHING.) because he just leaves because he’s upset about fucking JEAN
I’m sorry but the Wolverine isn’t ABOUT Jean.
If that was the case, we should have had point of views between Logan and Jean in the first movie, not Rogue.
We should have SEEN their development, but we didn’t.
We’re TOLD it.
I’m sorry, but how do you want me to believe that the big bad Wolverine runs off to Japan because he’s sad about Jean? Like, so he’s just going to leave Rogue alone with all of those threats? Are you fucking kidding me?
Show them keeping in touch or SOMETHING. You can’t expect me to see such a huge transformation arc in Logan in the first movie that just gets shit on in every other movie (besides the second). Because that makes Wolverine look like a big, gigantic ASSHOLE and I get that he’s supposed to be that way, but NOT with Rogue.
Which is why Days of Future Past pisses me off as much of the rest them (I’m only discussing the Rogue Cut because I refuse to acknowledge that Bryan Singer - who gave us the first movies - regulated Rogue to such a fucking small cameo.) because Rogue was treated as garbage.
Now, I’m going to assume Logan doesn’t know about what really happened to Rogue because no one told him. But honestly? If he cares about Rogue the way I know he does, he should be asking about her every single time he and Xavier talk.
I love that Logan can sense Rogue when she steps in to help. I love that Rogue refuses to let go of Logan’s mind even in the heart of danger (@bigfrogbestfrogs has an awesome breakdown of these scenes). But I’m appalled at how Kitty is chosen before Rogue? Like, even when coming up with the idea for this movie, why not involve Rogue more?
I refuse to discuss Bobby and her together at the end.
Fuck that.
4. The timelines
Look, I’m not even going to go into the shit that is the timelines.
But honestly?
Fuck everything about that.
I get Singer wanted to retcon X3, but I don’t care.
Based on Apocalypse, the future still sucks so everything failed and then the movie LOGAN takes that shit and amplifies it.
5. LOGAN (the movie)
I’m sorry, but this movie is amazing in some ways and sucks in others.
Want to know why?
Because it takes everything about what made the first movie great and emphasized it.
Laura is too young to be a love interest, so clearly, it’s paternal, and I’m here for it.
But there are so many parallels between logan and Laura and Logan and Rogue that for Logan not to say anything or feel anything in a way tgat tells the audience he’s feeling something just boggles my mind.
Even if he carried HER picture or played with the dog tags and thought of her, something that shows the audience he remembers her, dammit, and she MEANT something to him.
But FUCK how could he NOT?
And that’s why the scene where he’s reading that comic book and he sees himself saving Rogue is so poignant.
Because his gaze lingers.
I mean, obviously I’m assuming she’s dead (which is bullshit but whatever). But still.
And then when he’s dying and Laura is holding his hands and you get that prophecy of him dying with his heart in his hand and I loved how they paired it with the Logan and Rogue song. I loved that callback.
And if the films in between them weren’t such shit, it would be enough.
But it’s not enough for me.
There was so much potential and everything got shit on and it angers me soooo much.
Anyway.
That’s me venting.
Luckily we have so many talented Rogan fic writers and that our ship has survived 20 years.
But still.
What could have been...
Shit.
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my top 2020 fics!
okay! so i recently jumped back into this fandom after a couple of years, and started reading fic again, and i wanted to rec some of my favorites that were written this year. there’s ten on this list, and i probably could’ve done like 30 but this is already so long lol. it’s kind of in a general order, so #1 is my fav for this year, but i tried not to focus on the ranking too much because it stresses me out and i don’t need any more anxiety so it’s ended up being a pretty vague system.
1. Our Lives, Non-Fiction (113k) by @indiaalphawhiskey
listen. I’ve reblogged this fic like 10 times. I’ve read it twice already and it came out less than 3 weeks ago. It is an instant classic, right up there with fics like TIF or Wear it like a Crown. It has gorgeous, gorgeous writing, a thoroughly developed plot and well written character development, and such a compelling story. It is a marcel/louis fic, and I usually shy away from that kind of thing, but i’m so glad i didn’t this time because god, this one is so good. Seriously, if anyone ends up reading it, come and rant to me about it and we can cry together. Halfway through the second chapter, I created a note on my phone so I could keep track of everything I loved, and my comment on that fic is essentially a love letter to @indiaalphawhiskey. It's just so good. If you’re going to read one fic off this list, read this one.
2. Loving You's a Bloodsport (106k) by @rosesau
okay i’m pretty sure this one made me cry like four times, which is a feat for me because i’m not usually a crier. Its soulmates with a little bit of a twist, and the plot is so well developed. Harry and louis’ feelings and their progression are written so vividly and i wish i could forget that i read it so i could go and read it again for the first time. It's also got some enemies to lovers, which is my favorite trope, and all of the side characters are beautifully developed as well. Prince!Harry, soldier!Louis, angsty soulmates. What more could you want? Oh and if you’re not convinced enough, here is a quote that fucking follows me around because its so beautiful: “Love and hate are two sharp knives balanced on a very fine line and I’ve cut myself on both because of you.” (ohmygod)
3. Mine Would Be You (114k) by @crinkle-eyed-boo
okay this one is listed at number three but it really should be 1c lol. I started this one at 11 pm like an idiot, and i don’t think i slept that night at all. It's Exes to lovers, and it's so well written. It switches between the past and the present, it's heartbreakingly beautiful, the breakup and resolution are both so realistically written as well, and there's a great ot5 plotline too that i really loved. This one was also an instant classic- i bookmarked it before i even finished reading it. It's also got beautiful art and Louis and Harry are both artists in NYC, which I'm a slut for. Please read this one, it's so good.
okay i just realized how long this got so i’m putting the rest under the cut
4. The Murmur of Yearning (93k) by @mediawhorefics (for some reason tumblr isn’t letting me tag them??) | mediawhore on ao3
I just finished this one, and my goddddddd it's so good. I read it in a day, and it's essentially 100k. Which isn’t that unusual for me except I did skip a class to get through it (an exam prep class. Not my finest moment but I passed. so.) There are tons of original characters that draw you in, and the whole world that is created is so fascinating and detailed. There's also no homophobia, so if you like historical fics but get triggered by that kind of thing, this is for you! Also, if you’re worried about the non-con elements, I'm sure you could message the author but also feel free to check in with me! I’ll definitely be rereading it in the near future and am totally up for discussing and crying over this fic with anyone.
5. Remember Me Fondly by @bluejeanlouis | kiddle on ao3
ahhhhhhh this one made me sob too! It's set in both the present and the past, and I fell in love with all of the characters. This one is also heartbreaking, but I promise there’s a happy ending. Also, they way this fic deals with the fame and the homophobia and tours that harry and louis went through -even if it isn’t actually canon and is set in the 90s- is so vividly painful and realistic. It's written half through a journalist’s eyes and half through harry and louis, yet the switch in pov is so seamless and fluid and adds so much to the piece. 11/10.
6. Nothing But You On My Mind (83k) by @absoloutenonsense | nonsensedarling on ao3
okay. I started this in the middle of the night, and told myself I'd read one chapter to see if I liked it and then I would go to sleep. I'm pretty sure I read like 6. It sucks you in right from the beginning, and there's such a well developed plot. And it's so unpredictable and all of the details are so nuanced and tiny and then you look back at everything after you’ve finished it and go oh. Ohhhhhh. This one is also enemies to lovers. Are we sensing a pattern here?
7. An Invincible Summer (44k) by @twopoppies | Brooklyn_Babylon on ao3
so as you can see this one is only 45k but i just love it so much that i’m rec’ing in anyways. It’s such a gentle, exploratory piece of literal art, and I kind of want to stay in the world that was created forever. Its set in the 1940s on a farm and i know @twopoppies has said that it started off as an excuse for barn sex, but it such a vivid story and its heartbreaking and emotional and uplifting all at once and please please please go read this. The only critique I have of it is that it's only 40k.
8. Somewhere in Between Lightning (99k) by @nauticalleeds, @shiningdistraction, and jassy117 on ao3
So this one's exes-to-lovers as well, and it's written in such a realistic way. Also i’m in love with the concept of louis on love island, despite the fact that he said he hates it. There's a sauna scene that I still think about sometimes. It's got just the right amount of angst and fluff and pining and despite the fact that it's set on a show that is usually pretty dramatic and unrealistic, this is written in a really beautiful but pragmatic way. I love it. i’ve got it downloaded on my phone so I can read little snippets of it sometimes if I have to wait somewhere.
9. You’ve Got My Devotion (Hate You Sometimes) (95k) by @harryrainbows | lucythegoosey on ao3
god so this one incorporates some of Fine Line into it, and wouldn’t say it's a song fic so much as it is written as a canon compliant fic that ties harry’s songs into it and its done so fucking well oh my god. Harry and Louis are exes in this one too (lol i'm sorry) and the build up of them getting together and the pining and longing is written really well.
10. At Risk, I Fold (15k) by @bearmustard | clare328 on ao3
so i know this one is only 15k, but I put this in the list anyways. It's canon compliant, and it does mention the stunts (as stunts), but don’t let that deter you. Harry and Louis are written almost exactly as i’ve imagined them, and this one is such a heartbreaking look into the resilience and love and bravery that they have. It made me cry despite the fact that it’s not really a glum fic. The only reason it is last on the list is because it's shorter and i was mostly intending this to be a long fic rec. The love that they have for each other really shines through in this one, and it’s super gentle and soft and sad and happy all at once and just please go read it.
#my fic rec#hoping this doesnt flop lol#if people like this i might do more#we'll see lmao#also#if you ask me who tops/bottoms#in any of these fics#you owe me $10#reading fics specifically for who takes it up the arse is weird <3
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conceited
(T'Challa 's side of "mona lisa")
Warnings; Slight nsfw,murder,gang mentionings,under age drinking (18-19 yr olds)
Pairing: T'Challa X Black! Reader.
Plot: Y/n Fury daughter of the superintendent and principal of the College she went to, many wanted her, and to corrupt her. But T'challa got to her first.
ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+ UNLESS TOLD OTHERWISE
PART TWO
Y/n was practicing with the Majorettes for the game coming up, she had her dance part in this choreography this time. To the beat, your hips moved and danced.
Your part came up, and you destroyed it. you ended it with the splits easily getting up with no trouble, a sound of clapping came in, and you looked up, seeing Erik Kilmonger. You rolled your eyes and went to the locker room and turned to the showers. you didn't understand how your friend Sasha fucked with him.
But it's not your business who does what with who, just as long as you didn't let anyone in your body until you saved it for marriage.
You showered, feeling eyes on you, you shook it off, aint nobody watching me. you bent down scrubbing your legs. You hummed a song your mother sang to you when you were little,once you were done you wrapped yourself in a towel after drying your body off.
when you turned around . you jumped at nothing since you expected something or someone to be there . you sighed to yourself, just scaring yourself for nothing.
you went to your locker in the girl's locker room, you got dressed spraying your perfume, putting your lotion on your body.
Erik came up to you, he smelled you. "Nice perfume, and lotion you smell good. who are you again?" he said to you, he knew who you were, everyone did.
After all, you were Y/N L/N, the Daughter of the superintendent and the principal. You laughed at what he said. "Sorry my dad said I can't talk to conceited men" you walked away from him with your bag, and Sasha came out of a room.
"Hey Y/nnn~ were going to a party tonight can you come?" She said wrapping her arms around you. "Let me check."
You called your mom, on speakerphone. "Hey mama, can I stay the night at Sasha's? there's not gonna be 'nyone but us home and I don't want her to be alone" you said innocently "Of course baby, just be on time at school my love," your mom said and you hung up.
"is he gonna be there?" you said looking at Erik " duhh.. Hes my fuckbuddy , he has to come!" she said, Erik smiled and laughed.
He was charming. his smile, his body, his eyes. you shook your head walking out. "Y/n! " Shuri ran over, and her girlfriend Maria (calling y/n that from mona lisa, in this story) came over too.
Maria hugged you showing you love. " hey love <3," she said hugging you. Shuri's girlfriend was a beauty, " Is y/n coming to the party?" she looked at Sasha.
"Yeah! but if ha motha asks, it's just her staying at my house " Everyone nodded.
BEFORE THE PARTY
"what am I gonna wear," You said. Sasha pulled a dress out. she gave you it, some heels, and a purse. You came in with the Outfit on, she smiled at you, styling your hair. "do you want makeup?" she asked you with her beautiful amile "mhm!!" you nodded putting your makeup on.
lous boominc Music was heard outside, and you flinched" that's just T' picking us up c'mon" you went down the stairs walking to the car with Sasha.
Erik pov.
T'challa pulled up with Maria, Shuri, and erik in the car. His eyes wandered around the neighborhood "school money got them into a gated community. " Erik said, He saw Y/n, She was cute a little bit. I can tell Sasha's Slutty ass dressed her. my eyes went to y/n's ass, lord almighty she takes care of herself. "god damn. I love me some majorettes." I said. Shuri laughed.
" And ain't you fucking with her friend? Isn't Sasha gonna be pissy if you did something?" T'challa said Turning to me.
"Nah, like you ordered she's dying when I get her alone, her family fucks with my shipment, cops n all," he said. "Coldblooded," Shuri said.
"Coldblooded or keeping our asses out of jail, and either way, you not gettin to her. I will" T'challa said. Y/n and Sasha got in the car, she sat in the middle and Y/n was between the two.
Erik looked at her phone, she was on his Instagram, and his ego was fueled. He went to her ear. "play with me. I'm right here doll." he whispered. looking at T'Challa's eyes who stared at him threateningly through the rearview mirror.
Y/n Pov
I shivered at what he said, I do not have the time
or patience for him. I shook my head texting him, I didn't want Sasha to be mad at me if I flipped out.
I turned off my phone rolling my eyes hearing Erik laugh. He didn't deserve to laugh. When we got to the party Erik helped Sasha out and T'Challa helped me out. I wrapped my arm around his, and when we came inside the party we Looked like Atlanta's hot couple. " stick with me kay?" he said looking at me with gentle eyes, I smiled " I never planned on straying.. outside of school im nun' but a scardy cat." you said giggling. You heard his charming chuckle.
You looked at him with your eyes sparkling.
LATER
T'Challa pov.
The music was loud enough to overpower gunshots. good. Erik could get the job done, I don't know what Y/n had or how many drinks, but she was dancing and whining on me. I held her waist, leaning in and whispering "you better stop before I do something you or I regret" I said in her ear.
I had the patience of the gods today. I knew who her dad was too. The main man fucking up our operations and trying to get me in jail along with my members. Nicholas Joseph Fury, luckily the crazy bitch doesn't even know my identity or have information on any of us.
A loud bang was heard, and y/n stopped going to the noise but I stopped her. "you don't wanna do that baby" I pulled her back, and her drunken yet soft eyes looked at me, I felt so guilty.
"Someone could be hurt T' " she said, I got lost in her pretty eyes. "Your eyes are beautiful.." I mumbled.
She pulled away running to where the sound came from. I chased after her sighing when I heard the scream
Y/ n Pov
I froze seeing my childhood best friend dead on the ground, a bullet in her head.
Erik had blood on him, and Shuri had gloves on as she disposed of the body with chemicals.
They turned to me and suddenly everything went black...
TO BE CONTINUED
#shawtytharula#black reader#mcu fic#mcu shuri#mcu t'challa#t'challa#T'challa smut#tchalla#black panther fics#erik killmonger#mcu smut#black panther#black panther smut#black panther angst#tchalla smut#conceitedseries
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Second choice part 2
when the reader is use to Tenya putting them second all the time will the reader forgive him? or will she move on? better yet will she return home with long term childhood friends?
Tenya x Fem!reader
A/N: thank you so much for so much likes on my last story. yes I am adding the Marley warriors into this because a bitch adores them. this might be 4 or 5 part series. of who you choose to stay with ( im guessing Tenyas but im a hoe who loves to fuck shit up sooo you will see!!!)
NEWAYS love yo selfs and drink water <3
part one
[ 3 weeks passed by]
“Okay remember we have a 3 day weekend starting tomorrow Friday. If your going home tell me and I’ll check you out and please contact me if you have any questions. Stay safe. Class dismissed” Aizawa says
My classmates all burst into talk that bothers me completely.
God why are they so loud. I need to get out before I tell them to shut up.
Good thing I’m going Home to my family for this weekend.
I missed my parents and siblings.
Sighing I walked to Shoji
“Hey Sho ready to go?”
Shoji has been the only person talking to after the outburst that happen. He was the only one that understood the situation and was probably the only reason at times I was laughing.
“Hey y/n. Yeah I’m ready let’s head out” Shoji says while putting his hand in the lower of my back
I felt the eyes of my remaining classmates look at me and Shoji.
I looked back at them with a cold glare and said
“Got a fucking starring problem?”
“N-no” the class said in sync
I rolled my eyes and continued walking off.
“So you going home for the 3 day weekend Y/n?” Shoji said while walking toward his dorm
“Yeah I want to be home with my family and my siblings. Some down time you know?” I say
“That’s good! Not going to lie I do miss being out this school.” Shoji says while grabbing his keys to unlock his door
I see Tenya, Deku and Shoto walk by to Tenyas dorm that happens to be right next of Shojis dorm.
“Wait why don’t you come to my house this weekend!” I say
“What?! No no y/n that’s your time to be with your family I don’t want to intrude” Shoji says frantically and waving his arms.
“Sho you have meet my family before they would love you to come over” I say grabbing his keys and unlocking the door “And besides your the only person right now that doesn’t see me as a emotional shit down person. You and my family and outside school friends happen to be the only silver lining I have just now.”
Opening the door I motion Shoji in and walked in myself and shutting the door.
I put the keys on his desk and walked toward his bed and through myself on top of it
“What do you mean by your silver lining y/n? And please shut your eyes for a moment I’m changing” Shoji said
Grabbing his nearest blanket I threw the blanket over me
“Well Sho by silver lining I mean that you are kinda my sun in the middle of the hurricane. You didn’t judge me when I did my outburst. You went to go check on me hours after the incident because you knew I needed to cool down before lashing out. Hell you sit at lunch with me when your friends say not to. And you have been there for me for so much even before I dated Iida and during as well. So yes you are part of my silver lining as much as my family and friends that don’t come here to UA.” I say
I feel movement on the bed and arms wrap around me.
This took me by shock and I pull the blanket down to see Shoji almost in tears.
“SHO WHATS WRONG?! DID I UPSET-“ I say frantically pushing back a bit to cup his face
“I’m fine y/n. I’m just shocked that you would even consider me such a close friend to you.” Shoji says in his wobbly voice
“Sho. I know I don’t say it much but I do genially care about you. Like you mean the world to me. Hell my family considers you family.” I say while sitting in front of him
He smiles and attacks me with another hug
“SHOJIIIIII!!!!!” I wine out
We both turn into fits of giggles and he pulled me up
“Okay let me start packing so we can head out tonight.” Sho said walking to get his to go bag ready
I pulled my laptop out my backpack and FaceTimed my Mom to tell her Shoji is coming for the weekend
Tenya POV
It’s been 3 weeks and I can’t find the courage or strength to talk to y/n.
Have I really put her second ?!
I didn’t mean to shes everything to me.
God why am I not fighting for this!
In class I saw y/n wasn’t paying attention in class more in her little world. She does that a lot when she’s not in the mood to learn.
After Professor Aizawa dismissed us I saw Shoji and y/n walk out together. I stared because the fact Shoji had his hand on her lower back. I didn’t notice it at first until Shoto said
“Does Shoji have his hand on her lower back?!”
Our group of friends heard and turned to see y/n and Shoji walking out.
We stared for too long because the fact y/n gave us a deadly glare and walked away.
Sighing I picked up my book bag and left to my room with Midorya and Shoto.
While walking to my dorm midorya spoke up
“Hey have you tried talking to her. I know you miss her and you want to fix it.”
Sighing I respond
“No i haven’t. But I want to talk to her when she’s comfortable and not in a situation where she has to shut down and let herself be emotionally unavailable and let her thought and actions go by what her body feels at the time.”
“So a clear mind in a way. Like in the comfort of her own environment.” Shoto says
“EXACTLY!” I say
Walking to my room I see Y/n leaning on the wall and talking to Shoji.
Calmly and smoothly.
In the process of opening my door I see y/n smile a bit and I thought the world stop for just a moment.
Seeing we walk into his room so gracefully.
“Hey Iida are you there” I hear Shoto say
“AH yes yes Im here. Sorry!” I say opening the door to let the boys in
Settling down I hear Midorya say
“Iida you are still head over heels for her. Why did you ever put her second.”
Sighing sadly I sat on the floor with my head in my hands
“I don’t know. I love her. Everything she does and how she can be such a punk to everyone. But as soon as it comes to her family she softens up. The way she interacts with animals. Or when her favorite characters from her favorite anime come on the television. As well the way she is so honest with everyone and not caring what anyone says. To the way she dresses. To the way she plays the ukulele guitar and so much instruments and the way she sings so softly but with power in rock songs.”
Tears started to form in my eyes
“I didn’t notice she was hurting until 3 weeks ago. She finally broke. And as a boyfriend I should have never let her believe she wasn’t lovable. She’s so lovable. She has flaws like me. But every of her flaw is so beautiful in my eyes.”
Softly crying I hear Shoto say
“Win her back.”
Looking up i say
“How. How do I win back someone that doesn’t believe in second chances. That’s her biggest pet peeve. She has only given second chances to certain people. And even then it’s rare.”
“Show her that your worth one more chance.” Shoto says
“Your brother Iida might know a way. He’s dating y/n sister after all?” Midorya spoke up
“Yeah they have been dating for more than 4 years now. She’s been though thick and thin with him. I didn’t even know out siblings where dating till y/n sister Athena picked up y/n for a doctors appointment and I saw her. But definitely I will call my brother now!”
I say rushing to my laptop
Ringing my brother I waited for him to answer
“Hello?”
“Brother hi!”
“Hey Tenya what’s up?”
“Well I was hoping you can help me with something if you are not busy?”
“Shoot what’s up?”
“Well you know how me and y/n are not together anymore because of me not giving her time and putting her second-“
“So your finally admitting that you where putting her second when she came first. In love and time” Tensie said scolding me
Looking down with tears forming
“Yes I’d finally have to admit that I was putting her second.”
Looking up with tears rolling down I choked out
“Please I want her back”
Tensie sighed and explain the plan
[time skip to y/n house]
Y/n POV
Arriving home with Shoji I see my family waiting for us at the door.
Smiling I slung my bag over my shoulder and closed the taxi door.
Playing
I grab Shoji arm and raced to my front door
My Parents greeted us and told us to head to dinner with them
While eating dinner with retome and conversing i hear my mom say
“Y/n sweety just wanted to tell you that the Iida family will be spending the 3 day weekend with us. As well with Zeke and his friends are coming in to see you.”
I stared at my mom
“WHAT?!”
“Are you not happy?” Dad said
“I am for Zeke and the crew haven’t seen them in roughly a year. But why the Iida family.” I say mumbling the last part
“Well you so forget Tensie is my boyfriend and Kyo best friend?” Athena spoke up
“I’m fine with him coming I could care less but why the whole damn family like. It was supposed to be us family plus Shoji and Zeke and the crew.” I argued back
“They are friends as much as Zeke and the rest of your friends from Marley. They are going all to be here till Sunday afternoon understand? The house is big enough do you to ignore The Iidas if you want. Shoji will be by your side and us as well. Plus the moral support of your 7 other friends coming in to visit you.” My father States
I sighed and agreed and finish dinner and head to bed.
Dropping off Shoji at his guest bedroom that isn’t too far from my room he spoke up
“You will be fine y/n I understand you don’t want Iida around. But his brother happens to be in love with your sister and best friends with your brother. I’ll be here for you and your other friends I can’t die to meet. You have told me so much about the 7 that basically helped you train and become your friends as well.”
Sighing I leaned to the wall
“I know it’s just bad enough I see him at school and he doesn’t even try to reach out.”
Groaning i looked at Shoji
“I need to move on.”
Shoji looked shocked but didn’t say nothing
Chuckling I looked down and spoke
“Thank god Zeke and the gang are coming. I needed a break from my crazy life and they just happen to be peace but enough chaos. Your gonna love them Sho.”
Standings straight I continue
“Well Sho I atta go to bed. Tomorrow everyone arrives. I need sleep I’ll see you in the morning sweet dreams Sho. “
Shoji smiled and pats my head
“Sweet dreams as well y/n”
Smiling i walked to my room and closed my door when I heard my messages go off.
I pick it up and see from Zeke.
Zeke👑: Hey shorty we are on the train to you as we speak. Get there tomorrow around 8am I expect your famous banana pancakes.
Y/n✨: bold of you to assume I’ll be up at that time
Zeke👑: im going to tell Reiner you are mean to me 😢
Y/n✨: what is he gonna do about it?
Zeke👑: please make us food someone decided to blow most of our food money for tomorrow on blankets - Rei
Y/n✨: let me guess pieck ?
Zeke👑: yep. - Rei
Zeke👑: please? -Rei
Y/n✨: 😑fine just because you said please😫
Zeke👑: thank you see you tomorrow. Get some sleep - Rei
Y/n✨: yall too sleep well see you tomorrow
putting my phone to charge on my desk I see a picture of the gang from a year ago when I went to go visit them. smiling I looked at the picture and though "it wouldn't be so bad to move back with them."
( link to this photo. this art is not mine at all https://pin.it/7LfNDiJ )
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Heat Waves (Chapter 1: A Warm Welcome)
(Very) Brief Summary: Reader is a government contractor joining the team in Benghazi. (Eventual Tanto x Reader) (2,684 words)
Chapter 2
Foreword: In this series, the reader will be loosely based off of Nikita from the TV show Nikita (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nikita_(TV_series)). The reader has an extensive background in black-ops and is currently an independent contractor working with the department of defense in coordination with the executive branch. If you have any questions about the character, feel free to reach out to me and I can clarify. The story will generally follow the plot of the movie with the exception of a few scenes. Lastly, the POV will shift throughout the story, a change in POV will be signaled by a line.
Author’s Note: Hey guys! I have a full plot already set up but it has been a long time since I’ve written a fic. I’m so sorry if the writing is kinda shitty but I really wanted to get it down in writing. I hope you like it!
You closed your eyes and rested your head against the headrest, trying to find an ounce of comfort in the cramped seat. The dull hum of the plane was cut through by various murmurs amongst the travelers. After a minute or two, you deemed the effort fruitless, letting out a frustrated sigh. Instead, you opened your eyes and looked out the window, watching as the monotonous view trailed by. For the next several weeks, maybe even months, you’d once again become acclimated to discomfort. This shitty seat is probably as good as it gets, you thought. The department will likely have you shacked up in some storage closet on a grimy 20-year-old cot. You have had worse and at least you’d be occupied.
Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed Silva shift. You turned, watching him from a row back, across the aisle. He grimaced as he took off his wedding ring, putting it into a small metal container. He didn’t appear to notice your gaze as you turned your attention back to the window, the heat already radiating in. You felt sorry for him. Leaving people behind is never easy, especially kids. Luckily, you didn’t have that problem.
As the plane began its descent you skimmed the team comp in your head. You’d been thoroughly briefed on the contractors, on top of all the research you had done on your own. You were joining alongside Jack Silva. A family man in real estate. Pushed to fly back overseas for the money to support his family. From all that you had seen, he’s a good guy. He seemed to be good company. It’ll be nice to not be the only strange face, you thought.
You readied yourself. Benghazi is far worse than most believed. Ever since the department even suggested you might be helpful here, you’d been keeping track of the chaos. It was only a matter of time before it erupted into a full-blown civil war.
As the landing zone came into view you checked your hijab, making sure not a hair was out of place. You wore a casual white button-down shirt with a gray tank top underneath. You unfolded the sleeves, covering as much of your skin as possible. Given the heat, you’d love to run out in something a little more breathable, but the beige cargo pants would have to do. Next, you checked your “cello” case that sat in the seat next to you. Moving the strap towards you for a quick and effortless disembark. Being you had its perks, one of which was bringing some of your own firepower.
You cracked your neck as a familiar ding came over the com.
“Welcome to Benghazi.”
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The two men settled into the car, watching over all the civilians walking past. Rone leaned forward, pulling a handgun out of the back of his pants. “It’s loaded.” Jack accepted the gun readily, cocking it within his lap.
“How’s the team here?”
“Good. Three ex-marines, one ex-army ranger. It’ll be nice to have some more team guys around.”
Jack briefly glanced back at Rone. “Guys?”
“Yeah. We’re waiting on one more before we head out.”
“You work with him before?”
“Nope. Defense department assigned her.”
Jack furrowed his brow slightly, pursing his lips in surprise. “Alrighty then, what’s she look like?” Jack looked more intently for another westerner standing out like a sore thumb.
“No idea. I’ve been told that she will find us.”
“Oh how ominous.” A smile tugged at the corner of his lip.
Rone hummed in agreement as he eyed the rearview mirror. Out of the crowd, a body began to beeline towards the car. “Think that’s her.”
Jack nonchalantly stretched, turning towards the back of the car to catch a look.
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You approached the dust-covered truck, already craving shade from the burning sun. Your sunglasses did little to protect your eyes from the glare off of the ground. As you got closer, you could see Tyrone eying you from the side mirrors. You adjusted the straps of both your cello case and your duffel, making sure not to make any sudden movements. You made your way to the driver’s side door, turning to face him. “You Tyrone?” you asked, knowing full well it was.
“Yes, Ma’am. And you are?”
“Y/N.”
“Nice to meet you, Y/N. Hop in.”
You nodded, moving back towards the rear of the car. Swinging the back door open, you threw your stuff onto the ground next to the seat. Leaving just enough room for you to climb in. As you sat down, you angled yourself towards Jack so that you could have a proper introduction. He noticed your movement, turning back to face you. He reached out his hand for a handshake.
“Jack Silva”
You took his hand. “Y/N.”
He settled back into his seat as Rone started the car. “Just Y/N?”
“Just Y/N.” You affirmed.
As Rone made his way through the city they began to catch up, making friendly jabs at each other. You yanked your duffel towards you, rummaging through the various clothes. You could feel Jack’s eyes peeking at you ever so often through the mirror, making sure you weren’t doing anything unsavory. Trust is earned. Finally, you found your shoulder holster. You unbuttoned your shirt, throwing it on the seat beside you. You put on the holster, adjusting the straps as needed so that it sat comfortably. After you were satisfied you again began to look through your luggage, pulling out two black pistols. You loaded a magazine into both of the guns. The sound quickly drew the attention of both men as the conversation briefly paused before they returned to their conversation. You paid them no mind, knowing that any response would probably make them more antsy. You then cocked them before placing them within your holster. Grabbing your shirt, you put it back on, leaving it unbuttoned. It was opaque enough to conceal your firearms as long as no one looked too close.
“So, Y/N,” Rone directing the conversation towards you, “The Defense Department didn’t tell me much about you. What branch you from?”
You turned from watching out the side of the car. “Covert operations.”
That definitely piqued his interest. Jack let Rone do the questioning, but it was clear he was just as curious as him.
“Alright. SEAL Team?”
“Uh, no. It’s a little more complicated.”
“Oh I get it, you’re on some James Bond shit huh.” He chuckled to himself as you smiled and rolled your eyes.
“Pretty much.”
Rone left the questioning there, knowing he’d probably not get much more of an answer, at least not until you’d come to know him a bit better. The two of them shared a look before the car came to a sudden stop.
“Shit. No, no, no, no, no this isn’t good.” Rone’s body tensed as he assessed the situation.
Civilians began to run around the car, whimpering in fear. You straightened up, readying for a shit show. You positioned yourself in the middle of the back, between the two men so you could see as much as possible through the windshield.
“Fuck.” Rone’s discomfort quickly seeped through his cool resolve. “Who the fuck are these guys?”
“What do we got?” Jack stayed still, his eyes scanning over the various armed men.
“Brigade we coordinate with, February Seventeenth Martyrs. This ain’t them.” He looked back past you and he switched into reverse. Moving back a few feet, the path was blocked and the car jolted forward. “Shit we’re boxed in.”
You settled on your knees, carefully unclipping the straps keeping your guns in place, just in case. Both men leaned out of the window. Jack looking up towards the man on the balcony readied to run.
“We bailing?” He asked, voice calm and collected.
Rone, giving no response, pulled out his radio. “Base this is Rone. Come in, over.”
“This is Base, go Rone.”
“I’m in a Jam off Fifth Ring Road. I’m lookin’ at about 8 armed tangos here.”
“Copy that, sit tight.”
“Sit tight, that’s great advice.” Everyone in the car became increasingly more agitated as the armed militia made its way in your direction.
You took a deep breath. “If we’re bailing we gotta do it now.” You glanced at your bags. You could leave the duffel. There wasn’t anything particularly important in there. The case on the other hand couldn’t be lost to a rampant terrorist cell, if you did, the government would be up your ass about it for at least another 10 years. You fidgeted slightly, knowing that the opportunity to flee was about to pass.
Jack clenched his jaw. “They got a KPV.”
Fuck this is bad.
“Base we ain’t got all day.”
“Hey, Rone. They’re trying to get Feb 17 to back you up, but we’re coming.”
Deeming that transmission utterly useless, Rone whipped out his cell. “Oz I’m in a jam of Fifth Ring.”
“Ty.” Jack interjected as the men became uncomfortably close.
“Rone, 17 Feb QRF is being alerted.”
“Fuck that, the only Quick Reaction force I want is my guys.” Without an immediate response, Rone continued on. “Send them. I want my guys.” He said more adamantly.
“Negative, Rone. Just hang in there.”
“Maybe I’m not making myself clear. I’m looking at multiple radical insurgents with AKs and a 50-cal technical set to blow my rover all the way back to Zimbabwe. Over.”
You watched as a man dressed in a disheveled suit made his way around the vehicles and debris. He’s the big guy.
“It’s not my call, brother.”
Goddamnit. Looks like we’re either talking our way through this, or we go out quick. The thought gave you the slightest bit of comfort.
Rone looked towards Jack frustrated. You could sense he felt an inch of guilt for getting his friend stuck in this hellhole.
“Here we go.” Jack said nonchalantly as he could given the circumstances.
You crossed your arms, giving yourself easy access to your handguns without looking too conspicuous. A man stood at the front of the rover, yelling something you couldn’t understand. He pointed his AK right at you, maybe it wasn’t on purpose but you couldn’t help but mentally scoff. Well, that’s not very nice.
“Welcome to Benghazi.”
The man in front banged on the hood as the leader moved towards the driver’s side window. Jack raised his hands up innocently as Rone smiled at the man.
“Salaam.” Rone raised his badge up to the man in the suit as he gazed at him incredulously. “Libyan visa. Official. Libyan government.” The leader looked him up and down.
The guy with the AK was now in Jack’s face. His gaze shifted forward, doing his best to remain calm despite the barrel of a gun being inches from his forehead.
“Friendly? Hm? Friendly?” Rone again gestured with his badge.
Rone whatever game you’re playing it better fucking work because last time I checked a friend of Al-Qaeda is no friend of ours. You did your best to blend into the back of the car, feigning as the harmless woman.
“Pull over for inspection.” The leader said sternly.
Rone shook his head. “No.”
“Pull over for inspection!” He was now angry, his voice shaking with every word.
Alright, this is how it’s gonna go. You crept your hands slightly closer to your guns.
Rone’s voice remained steady. “I’m sorry, sir. I can’t do that.”
The man at Jack’s door yelled once more. Banging his palm against the dirty surface. Then the slightest movement came from Jack.
It’s showtime. You thought. You gripped your pistols and whipped them forward, pointing them as the secondary soldier positioned at the front of the rover. Jack and Rone acted similarly with Jack’s gun pointed across at the leader, and Rone’s gun pointed at the soldier beside the door. The soldier at the front adjusted his AK, pointing it more fervently towards the car.
“Look up.” Rone pointed towards the sky with his empty hand, never moving his gaze from the leader’s eyes. “Go ahead, look up.” Some of the aggression left the leader as he looked towards the sky, confused. “You see the drone?” The man looked back down. “No? That’s okay. The drone sees you.”
Nice play, Rone. You thought to yourself. A couple of Americans? No problem. We don’t pose that much of a threat. But good ol’ American air support? Now that carries a little weight.
“Sees your face. We know who you are.”
Jack, facing the soldier at his door, swallows hard. Keeping with Rone’s power play, he maintains eye contact.
“If anything happens to us, your home, your family, boom, gone. Give us the order to let us go.”
Jack, looking past the AK in his face, doesn’t flinch as the soldier gestures with his gun.
“I want the car!”
Within a brief moment, Jack and Rone switched their aim, with Jack now pointing his handgun at the soldier and Rone at the leader. You flinched ever so slightly at the movement, but you remained steady, watching for any worrisome movement amongst the militia. Adrenaline pumped through your veins as you could feel your heart pounding in your chest. You ignored the harsh metal of the rover digging into your knees. This was your guys’ only shot to make it out of this cramped alley. They had to think your little caravan of three had the power of the entire U.S. military revolving overhead when in reality, you were just three Americans with a couple of guns in the middle of fuckin nowhere.
“No, I’m not gonna do that.” Jack shakes his head, leaning forward towards the man. The energy around the car was beginning to shift. Despite the KPV having enough firepower to destroy your car, and about 5 cars behind you, you three possessed the upper hand. They recoiled at the barrel of your guns, not the other way around.
The leader’s eyes began to soften, his harsh exterior falling at the thought of losing everything. For a moment, you actually pitied him. “I earn the right to decide the future of my country.” You understood the sentiment behind his words. Once again the U.S. had shoved itself into the center of a country, with no right to do so. But you, and the men sat beside you, just wanted to keep others safe. You had no agenda.
“You’re talking to the wrong guy. How willing are you to die for your country? I’m ready to go right here, right now.” Easy, Tyrone. Don’t push it too far.
The leader’s frown deepened as he considered the weight of Rone’s words. He slowly backed away from the car. “Leave here. While you still can.”
You stopped yourself from relaxing your figure even though it felt like the weight of the world had just been lifted off your shoulders. Rone leaned back into his seat, beginning to maneuver the car between the debris. Jack slowly lowered his pistol to the door as the car inched forward. You followed suit and lowered your guns into your lap. You could hear the leader yelling to his men, and their posture relaxed enough to show they weren’t an immediate threat. Air filled your lungs for the first time in what felt like 5 minutes, before you looked behind through the dusty back window, making sure the leader was true to his word and you weren’t about to get shot in the back. You settled back onto your seat, leaning back against the warm metal. You debated holstering your weapons but decided it was best to have them at the ready until you were within the walls of the base.
“We got air support?” Jack’s voice was calm but demanding. You knew the answer to his question but left Rone to give him the bad news. Rone didn’t take his eyes off of the road as he did his best to make it back to base in one piece.
“We don’t have any fucking support.”
#Tanto x Reader#Tanto/Reader#Tanto x Y/N#13 Hours#Pablo Schreiber#Tanto#Kris Paronto#Kris Paronto x Reader#Kris Paronto/Reader
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Blue Below the Surface | WIP Intro
Gorgeous header by @quilloftheclouds
Genre: fantasy, mystery
Target: NA
Setting: alternative Earth, a military academy in a fictional state; 2016
POV: multi, 3rd person limited, past tense
Themes: military, discrimination, terrorism, justice, right vs. wrong
Logline: When a terrorist attack shakes the military academy she studies at, 22-year-old Evelyn is determined to uncover the mystery, even when it starts entangling with the Elemental Republic's politics.
Literal logline: Dumbass gays get in trouble for doing stuff they were explicitly told not to do.
Featuring: greypanromantic MC | mostly POC cast | LGBT+ rep | disabled & neurodivergent rep | m/f friendship (that stays platonic) | established relationships | slowburn romance
Inspiration: idk I got the idea five years ago. Final version is inspired by Avatar: The last airbender, Fullmetal Alchemist and Attack on Titan.
CW: violence, gore, death, descriptions of corpses, mutilation, torture, war, trauma, depiction of panic/anxiety attacks, sex, mentions of alcohol
Hello, folks! I said I was going to make an intro soon and I delivered.
This project is probably the closest to my heart. I love every story I write, but this is the one that's been with me for the longest time. The old version of the plot was bad--there was a love square, and no, we don't talk about it--and self-indulgent, but it was necessary to get where I am.
Plot
The Elemental Republic is a secluded island in the Atlantic Ocean, a place for summoners of the thirteen elements to live without the intrusion of non-benders.
22-year-old Evelyn is starting her last year at the military academy, and everything seems fine, until a terrorist attack shakes the school. Determined to solve the mystery, she starts her own personal investigation, despite the warnings of the two detectives assigned to the case.
But the answer might bring to the surface a dark secret, entrenched with the very foundation of the Republic.
Characters
Evelyn Woodlock Stern
she/her
our dumbass greypanromantic MC
thicc girl
Ashkenazi Jewish
huge bookworm
cannot mind her own business
overthinks even her breakfast
that friend who never writes in the group chat, but reads every message
don't ask about her weird last name, she will murder you
Lily Brennan Hughes
she/her
Evelyn's bff
redhead gremlin
resting bitch face
cold outside, her emotions actually go from 0 to 100
she has a bullet journal and is not afraid to use it
dark academia aesthetic
in a relationship with Nathan
Andrew Lo Raafat
he/him
Evelyn's (and Nathan's) other bff
so fucking precious
bisexual
great liar
tormented artist vibes
light academia aesthetic
manga & anime boi
Cecilia Thorne Ioveanu
she/her
the one with a brain
crazy scientist vibes
mechanic
trans & lesbian
autistic
volunteers in the infirmary
Josephine Roosvelt Lenoir
she/her
detective #1
the group's mom
quiet & serious
deserves a nap
only chills w/ Travis
Travis Kasilag Chen
he/they
detective #2
demiboy bisexual
jokes a lot
should supervise the kids
good at comforting people
Nathan Campbell Strauss
he/him
thicc boi, basically a mountain
softie
supportive friend
surprisingly stubborn
broke his leg as a kid, uses a stick
your local gym habitué
Jeremy Brown Horse Collins
he/they
tough guy looks
quietly judging you
their biceps could kill a man
should rest more
videogames aficionado
don't touch his girlfriend
Annabelle Takeda Yamaguchi
she/her
always smiling
secretly a badass
bisexual
blind, uses a stick
rock aesthetic
Jeremy's gf
Serena Chukwu Rashidi
she/her
kind & optimistic
has a chaotic side
plant mom
theatre kid
lesbian
Victoria Jiménez Fujihara
they/them
kinda bossy
extrovert w/ too much energy
a lil insensitive, but means well
non binary ace lesbian
Serena's gf
(I had all the Picrews ready, but Tumblr said 💕 no 💕)
Setting & magic system
Right now you're probably screaming through tears because the synopsis explains absolutely nothing about the worldbuilding. Thirteen elements? What the fuck?
Don't worry, this nice little section is here for you.
The thirteen elements are water, air, fire, earth, lightning, metal, stone, sand, ice, light, darkness, sound, and vegetation. Unlike with the usual four elements system, each bender has a very specific power and not much room to branch out. So don't expect my earthbenders to pull a Toph (ATLA) and start metalbending.
This is an alternative Earth, where everything is the same, except for one thing: in the southern Atlantic Ocean there's a country called the Elemental Republic. The Republic has no relationship with the outside world and is inhabited by benders only. They have access to stuff like food or books, but no way to contact people. For this reason, no one really learns foreign languages.
The Republic is led by a Council of high-ranking members of the military called the Thirteen, one for each element.
An important thing to note is that in the Republic there's no discrimination--no misogyny, so racism, nothing. That's why the characters take both their parents' last names (fuck the patriarchy).
So that's my first WIP. Thank you all if you got this far (this was long lmao)! At some point I'll get to posting character intros, because I spent way too much time making those Picrews. I'll see you soon!
— Rose
Taglist: (lmk to be added or removed)
@tommie-hildebrandt @stormharbors @chaotic-queer-disaster @mel-writes-with-her-dragons @vellichor-virgo
#wip intro#wip introduction#writeblr#writing#writing community#writers on tumblr#writers of tumblr#blue below the surface#wip: bbts
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「 Birth 」
:: Because this day is not only about his birthday
» with Chifuyu Matsuno and Toman founding members
《Content Warning - Canon divergent - AU, third POV, Comfort, just characters interacting with each other, platonic relationship, tr dvd booklet 1 minor spoilers》
【 notes - Happy birthday to my one and only, Kazutora! 】
The traffic light turned red.
The road was heavily busy for an unknown reason to which Kazutora paid no heed. His eyes were on the vehicle before them. A classical music played, filling the silence of what seemed to be an empty shell of a car and somehow isolating them to the noisy businesses that surrounded them. It didn’t disturbed him. Not when it’s his friend, Chifuyu who’s maneuvering, eyes stuck on the road as well.
A smoke made its appearance not too far from them, probably just a few cars away. It looked raging mad by the way its darkness occupies the sky. Kazutora raised his eyebrows.
“Huh? What was that?” Chifuyu mumbled under his breath. He propped his arm on the door and leaned his head on his fist. Kazutora did the same on the opposite side, hoping to take a glimpse of what’s going on outside.
“Damn these kids!” They overheard an annoyed old man on the neighboring vehicle. It was so loud that not even the music could cover it. Kazutora tilted his head more.
It was a small car on fire. Barely recognizable as the firemen did their best to put it off. The only thing that’s left was its bones, scrap materials no one would use.
So, that’s why the traffic became heavier.
Kazutora tucked his yellow side bangs on his ear, smirking as he squinted his eyes for a bit.
“What a lame ass.” Another person said, neither Chifuyu nor Kazutora made an effort to respond. Kazutora glanced at Chifuyu, watching the raven haired man with a tiny smile on his lips. For that moment it was as if they shared one brain cell. One brain cell that provides a huge impact straight down to their hearts.
It was some kids’ doing they say?
Of course, it only reminds them of a certain person.
Both of them didn’t have the guts to bring it up though. Their heads are connected under one idea, yet they prefer to keep it to themselves, putting it as a way of telepathic communication. It didn’t have to be talked about.
It wasn’t as if it’s a sensitive subject for Kazutora and Chifuyu, in fact the memories of the past with 𝘩𝘪𝘮 stood to be the teas they share when they have nothing else to do in the pet shop.
And how funny it could be that 𝘩𝘦 is the reason why both of them are settled in the car at the moment.
It didn’t take too long before they arrived, taking the items they brought with them until they halted in a specific family grave.
Now, the air feels like chunks of solids that are heavy to breathe on. The wind passed by from time to time, the leaves reminding them to remain reverent within their stay. Chifuyu sat like what he usually does, not minding his slacks attracting some dirt. He took a few foods out of the plastic bag, not missing the iconic peyoung yakisoba he and Baji used to share. Alongside it was a small cake and a few cans of drinks.
Kazutora, with his hair resting on his nape and shoulders, followed, going down like a frog to take another yakisoba with him. His eyes scanned the engraved characters on the marbled tombstone that didn’t look like one to him. For him, the characters before his eyes just morphed into a person he also had been longing to see for a long time.
Oh lord, he wanted to hug him so bad.
If the deities would grant him permission to see and embrace him again, he will not hesitate to do so and not let go.
“Oi, Baji.” He greeted. Chifuyu said nothing, preparing to split the yakisoba to offer it to Baji. Kazutora was certain he had something to say. He has thought of it multiple times on their way here as if he’s memorizing a script, however the way his heart clenches made him lose all the words he knew. “I...”
“... I saw a car on fire a while back.” That caught Chifuyu’s attention. He gazed at Kazutora. The wind blows, allowing him to see how his sandy eyes shone upon his words.
Within Kazutora’s smile, it reminded him of the first best birthday he ever had in his entire childhood. The memory that stayed with him after his brain forced to control, alt, delete the existence of his traumatic past.
The vehicle was burning so bright in their eyes. Just the same way it ignited their friendship the same day. Before Kazutora could even gather himself, he already had a friend who would dedicate himself to stay by his side.
September 16. It wasn’t a bad day at all, he just got the best gift he would treasure to this very day.
It aches.
Time flies as some would say, but the memories don't. The memories that can contain different emotions every second just stays. It knows how to keep up.
The longer Kazutora envisions Baji sitting in front of them, the more he wanted to tear up.
But he can’t.
His tears are too shy to show their existence. He does not intend this day to go down like that.
“I’d always share my birthday with you, you know that.” Kazutora’s voice almost wavered. Chifuyu bit his lower lip, looking down. There weren’t many words, yet the feeling felt too overwhelming to take in, it naturally oozes out from them without them knowing.
Kazutora sighed. His heart feels like it's dropping every second. He’s breathing under the water and every inhale stings.
“We used to eat peyoung yakisoba together,” Kazutora whispered, just enough for Chifuyu to hear. “One for you, and one for me.” His hand was trembling a bit as he opened the food. “But I guess this time you have to split it with this dude beside me, huh.”
Chifuyu smirked. He raised his noodle like a glass of wine. “Happy birthday.”
The containers collide. “Cheers.”
Perhaps it wasn’t just his birthday the two of them are celebrating.
Kazutora would rather like to put it as the birth of his and Baji’s precious friendship.
“Baji and I exchanged punches the very first time we met,” Kazutora stated just a little while as he and Chifuyu alternatively told Baji some stories of how their lives went. The grave stood there like a diary, both hoping for their words to reach the deceased wherever he will be. There then the older lad tilted his head, emitting a jingling sound from his earring. “He pierced my ear the same day.”
—
Chifuyu chuckled. “Well, that’s Baji-san for you.” He smiled. “I remember Mikey-kun telling me a story one time where Baji-san used to name himself Edward while he was named Michael— Mikey for short, just when they were still kids.”
Kazutora stood in disbelief. He beamed, averting his eyes to the Baji family grave. “Really? What a lame-ass. I never have heard of that.”
“I couldn’t believe it as well. I tried imagining myself calling him Edward-san instead of Baji and I just couldn’t take it seriously from there.”
They snickered.
“Edward,” Kazutora mumbled, both of them laughing again. “Who the fuck would name themselves as Edward?”
“You know, if Baji-san hears us right now he’ll be annoyed.”
“Oh, what is he gonna do? Rise from his grave? Because if the answer is yes then I wouldn’t stop calling him Edward.”
It was a simple conversation, yet it lifted up some of the unspoken woes they do their best to keep within themselves. It became like this. It was as if Baji was just with them. This place had become their comfort zone that they are a few steps away from committing weird shit right in front of his innocent tombstone.
Kazutora sighed, their chuckles fading out. He placed his hands in his pockets. “... Mikey.”
He didn’t know why the name slipped out of his mouth, hence the name also brings him back some memories, rather reminding him of one of the reasons why things have ended up like this.
And as if he was a summoning expert, he felt a presence on his back.
Kazutora didn’t move.
Chifuyu’s eyes widened for a split second with the newly arrived person’s appearance, still in his casual black tees and checkered coat, paired with black pants. His hair that is as dark as night, danced to the chilly breeze of the wind.
The light atmosphere they built up had been adulterated. None of them said a word. Kazutora didn’t have to look back at who it was. Just the aura was enough to be aware of who’s with them without a doubt.
Mikey stood with hands in a praying position, shutting his eyes with his silent prayers for a few moments before straightening his posture. All of them were like statues, waiting for someone to try to break the silence. The yellow-eyed lad breathed slowly, feeling his heart slowing down in heartbeat.
Manjiro Sano.
Kazutora wouldn’t deny how awkward they are currently. Mikey forgave him and they ended on good terms. yet the graze in their friendship can no longer be mended. They’re now left as two individuals who pay respect to each other, without resentment and without regret as to how they want to put it.
“I—“
“It’s been a while, Baji,” Mikey said. His voice never ceased to strangle Kazutora in his words while Chifuyu was just there, paying witness to what can unfold next. “I hope you’re happy.”
Kazutora smiled. A genuine one. “... He is.”
Chifuyu, Kazutora, Mikey— seeing the three of them together all fine with each other would surely give relief to Baji wherever he may be, that’s what Kazutora would like to think. At least that thought comforts the weight he always carry with him since the beginning.
He didn’t die in vain.
They all looked at the grave with their sincere eyes, as if it was telling Baji that he could always be at peace. It was mixed with emotions of missing a loved one with a glint of happiness no word can describe. It felt like a story ending where one way or another they have to bid their farewell and go on.
“The others... they’re waiting.”
Chifuyu and Kazutora glanced at him, faces painted with confusion. There then they noticed a group of people not too far away from them. The latter’s doe eyes thought he was looking at something unreal, chest rose and fell— puzzled. The edges of his lips stretched involuntarily all the way towards his ears. He couldn’t believe he’d be seeing them all at once today. Not when he hadn't seen them together for years.
Pah chin, Draken, Mitsuya—
It’s the rest of the Toman founding members.
What he heard next was another surprise.
𝘔𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘺…
“Kazutora, happy birthday.”
Thus, the rest of the day was Chifuyu tagging along with Tokyo Manji Gang’s founding members for Kazutora’s birthday that also served as a small, unexpected reunion.
“I already ordered some food on UberEats. Thank you very much, Kazutora!”
The gang cackled.
“O-oi! Mikey— I didn’t even bring my wallet! Chifuyu!”
“Doesn’t sound like a me-problem at all. That’s on you, you bastard.”
“Don’t worry too much, Kazutora. Pah Chin got us!” says Mitsuya in his gentle voice.
“Oi, why am I even dragged into this?!”
Perhaps, Kazutora's day could still get better without him knowing.
#tokyo manji gang#tokyo manji revengers#tokyo revengers#kazutora#kazutora hanemiya#hanemiya kazutora#kazutora tokyo revengers#mikey#manjiro sano#sano mikey manjiro#chifuyu#chifuyu matsuno#tokyorev#toman#chifuyu layouts#tokyo manji gang founding members#draken#ken ryuguji#mitsuya#mitsuya takashi#pah chin#tokrev baji#baji#baji keisuke
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Chapter twelve: No it’s perfect
Summary: Y/l/n Y/n, a third year at Sakura High School, is just a girl with a bad attitude towards anyone outside her small circle. When y/n’s younger sister starts first year, she gains a lot of attention. Unfortunately for everyone in school, the Y/l/n household has one rule, No dating till y/n does. Some people become just desperate enough to pay the leader of the “Monsters”, the trouble making group on campus, to date y/n. What will happen when she finds out? (All characters aged up to third year unless otherwise stated)
Tw: The old switcharoo of Tendou and Sugawara but the events around it kind look like a kidnapping, swearing
An: Hey eveyone! I am doing an event if anyone is interested in participating! It can be found here! Today and tomorrow will be a written chapter and I added an image which will make sense when you see it in the story :D
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Saturday Night - The Date: Third person POV
7pm sharp, a silver car pulled up into the driveway of the y/l/n’s home. Sugawara Stepped out of his turned off car and approached the door. He knocked softly as a competition could be heard from the other side.
On the other side y/n had sprung up and rushed to the door. She opened the door.
“Hello Sugawara. I’m y/n. It’s nice to finally meet you.” She pulled him into a quick hug.
“Hello y/n. Just call me Suga. Tsuki has told me a lot about you. Your dress looks lovely.” He said as he pulled back and smiled.
“It’s not too fancy is it? You said dress fancy so I figured this was good enough? I hope.”
“No it’s perfect.”
“Hello,” A voice startled the two from behind. “I’m Mr. Y/l/n. What are you currently doing in school? How are your grades? Are you currently working, if so what do you do?”
“Dad please. He’s a university student.”
“A university student wanting to date a highschool student? Why is that?”
“I just thought she was lovely sir. We have known each other since last year. Also I am in school to become a teacher and my grades are in the top 3 of my class and I currently work part time at a small snack store in a mall.” Sugawara said.
“Hmm,” Mr. Y/l/n raised his hand under his chin as he stroked it. “You know what? I like you. You seem like an appropriate choice for my daughter.”
“Thank you sir.”
“Have her home by 10pm… No actually make it 11pm.”
“Ah thank you sir.” Sugawara said. Just as y/n and Sugawara turned to leave the house, Oikawa knocked on the door.
A similar conversion went down with mr. y/l/n as Oikawa lied about his intentions to him. Mei got a curfew of 9:30pm. Showing Mr. y/l/n had a slight distrust in his true intentions.
Everyone left and got into the designated vehicles as they left.
“I just have to make a quick stop before the date.” Sugawara said as he pulled into a dimly lit park.
“Suga, what kind of person are you meeting at a park at this hour?” Y/n asked with anxiety lacing her words.
“Don’t worry, you are safe.” He stepped out of the car. In less than a minute the door swung open.
“You scared me Sugawara.” Y/n said before she turned around.
“Hey babe.”
“Tendou?? What the fuck are you doing?”
“Taking you on a date babe. What does it look like?” Before you even noticed the car had moved and Tendou was on the road again.
“Where is Suga? Take me back now! And who the hell meets in a park this late at night!?!?” She began to raise her voice.
“You really think if I showed up at your door your father would have let me take you out?”
“That wasn't my question, you asshole! If you don’t tell me now I’ll call my father!”
“Not the police?” He chuckled looking at her visibly angered face. “Alright alright. Sugawara is fine. He was taken home by Hanamaki. I will make you a deal. If you hate where I take you I will drive you home.”
“Fine. Try anything and I will kick you hard.”
“I know you don’t hate me anymore.”
“And what would make you think that?”
“The fact you started texting me first Y/n.” She looked down and tried to hide her embarrassment.
“Ew.” She said just above a whisper.
“See I know it, plus you obviously have some trust for me or else you wouldn’t have even stayed in the car.”
“Shit.” She just whispered under her voice as she turned towards the window.
He drove for a few more minutes in silence.
“We are here.” He said as he pulled the keys from the engine.
As y/n stepped from the car she realized where they were. “Tendou.. How did you-”
“Well I had Sugawara do some research about you with your mutual friend.”
“Isn’t this a little expensive for a fake date Tendou?”
“Who said I thought it was fake?” She just rolled his eyes at him. He reached for her hand. “Come on Babe. Let’s go.” She grabbed his hand with a slight bit of hesitation.
“I just noticed, but Tendou you are wearing a suit?” He just smirked as the two started to walk through the parking lot and up to the dock. Tendou reached into his wallet and pulled out two tickets. The two got on the Harumiya Cruising restaurant boat. (Image below)
“I can’t believe you paid for us to eat here.” She said again. He just smiled down at her, taking her hand walking into the boat to be seated at a dining table.
A little while later…
The two had finished eating as Tendou stood up. “Come with me. I want to show you something.” He reached his hand out to her as she took it. She followed him through a small hallway.
“Are we about to do something illegal, cause if so I will jump off this boat and swim to shore.” Y/n spoke up with the sassy tone she always used on him.
“No, someone owed me a favor, so I got us a VIP treatment. I reserved a special spot all for us. ” He pulled her behind him as they climbed the stairs. The two were soon on top of the boat's roof. “Here stand in front of me and hold the railing.” She moved to where he asked as he rested his chin on his shoulder and wrapped his arms around her. He noticed he shiver as the breeze hit her bare arms. He pulled off his jacket and wrapped it around her arms.
“Thank you Tendou.” Y/n said in a quiet voice.
“You don’t have to thank me. I’ve been trying to get you to go out with me for a while. I just wanted this night to be perfect.”
“Talking to you now, it’s hard to believe you are the scariest person in our school that even the teachers fear you.” He let out a small chuckle.
“I only have one soft spot and it’s for you.” He said just above a whisper.
y/n turned to face him as He moved his hands up to the side of her face. They leaned in close as they began to kiss…. Tendou pulled back for air only to see a smile that lit up her entire face.
“Call me Satori.” He said before he leaned down again going for a second kiss…..
The night came to an end quickly as Tendou had to meet Sugawara back and use him as a cover up once again. Sugawara dropped y/n back home at 10:58pm which left a good impression on her father. She opened her door to see Mei spread out on y/n’s bed as she played on her phone.
“Sister.” Y/n said as she placed her bag on her desk.
“How was your date and can you do the same friday night next week?” Mei asked.
“Why?”
“Oikawa and I didn’t get to kiss again.” She whined.
“Ah so you got lucky?”
“Y/N! He’s so hot, how could you not want him?”
“Listen Mei. I think it’s time for a sister to sister talk.”
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