#i get chest pains and i cant breathe and im too good at masking it so no one knows whats going on

[happy-radio]

I'm done with my episode

[possumproductions]

Shittiest tiny fic draft for the zombie au ive been brainstorming… in my brain until now-

- death note zombie au, takes place after light regains his memories and is about to complete his plans to end L.. a zombie plague causes him to run (https://www.tumblr.com/possumproductions/743695287607066624/deathnote-zombie-au-what-if-in-response-to-kira for more info) - after 2 years of the apocalypse light finally returns to L looking to work together for a cure-

((Just had to get this out of my brain my god i wish i could say ill write more but who knows also no shade its sloppy pfft))

…..

“Well.. i cant say i saw this coming.”

Light kept his hands clasped together, fingers intertwined held on the back of his head. The masked figure stood with a gun pointed directly at lights chest, he heard his own breath catch in the silence… that voice…

“Light… Why are you here?”

There was a softness there, perhaps unintentional, but it was there.

The gun remained raised as the figure used his other hand to pull back the black mask, revealing stubble and eyes as dark as light could remember them, as if the years had been days.

“Hello L”

All he got back for that tepid response was an agonising sigh, his former enemy unable to control it.

“You better come in, a hoard will be here soon..”

The shriek of an alarm partnered with red flashing lights began just as L turned to walk inside, as if he’d activated them for effect.

Light stumbled forward, cautious yet determined to follow into the fortress.

He had little time to feel relief before the room turned pitch black, a large metal door slamming shut as soon as he passed its threshold.

“Ryusaki? What is this?”

A swift kick answered his call as Light fell to the floor with the unmistakable weight of a boot on his back. L pounced in the dark and locked Lights wrists into the oh-so-familiar shackles that clicked shut. He couldnt help it, he started chuckling at the irony, unable to contain himself in such a ridiculous moment. L grunted in anger, shoving him back down with a harsh jolt as he stepped back. The force cut light off and he managed to bite his own tongue, blood leaking out of his mouth and dripping onto the floor.

“Fuck, great to see you too!”

“Shut up.” L strode away up the metal steps that appeared as the overhead lighting flashed back on. Light just slumped in relief, feeling the cold metal on his cheek manage to stiffle the sharp pain in his mouth. This was still, out of all his previous imagined scenarios of the moment they met again, far far better than expected- for one thing L didnt shoot him, and he was inside away from the terror outside.

He gave L a good 15 minutes of peace, not wanting to risk his mind changing just yet. As he rolled on his side, he stretched and contorted to pull his arms under his legs and out in front of him. He felt like an old hat at this, the handcuffs barely causing trouble as he stood up smoothly. When he did eventually climb the stairs and round the corner to peer past the door frame, he saw L sitting beside what looked like a shuttered window. There was a pool of smoke lazily drifting to the crack in the glass, pulling it through and out into the evening air. He took another drag and spoke without looking at Light.

“Why… what are you doing here.”

It didnt sound like a question, or at least not one for Light to answer just yet, instead he offered his own.

“Arent you impressed i survived this long?”

Now it was Ls turn to laugh, he tried to cover it with a cough that got away from him, smoke spluttering out of his mouth.

“You never smoked before…” Light whispered.

L caught his breath, but then he turned to face Light as he spoke and the fond moment of familiarity disappeared, replaced with a cold expression of anger.

“Why. Are. You. Here.”

Light stepped back, cursing himself for retreating yet unable to hide it.

“I… well.” How the hell would he explain himself?

“Im waiting.”

Light paused, staring momentarily at the hands cuffed before him, looking up at the man who had continued to imprison and release him in an endless cycle.

“I need your help.”

[kpopsickies]

hey there, don't know if you write for ateez but if you do, I would like to request a sick whining wooyoung with a cough with caretaker jongho who's quite a germo but can't resist taking care of him cause he sounds so bad <3 (sorry if it's long or too specific 🥺

sorry that its kinda short

Sickie: Wooyoung

Caretaker: Jongho

Wooyoung p.o.v

I wish I could have enjoyed my day off like my members all were. But unfortunately I was cursed with the most worthless immune system ever and instead was spending it sick. Thankfully it was more of a bad cold than anything, but I still was annoyed. I woke up with a headache, a sore and itchy throat and a blocked, stuffy nose. I trudged downstairs, groaning softly at the spinning in my head. Downstairs I only saw Jongho, "Where's everyone else?" I asked, cringing at ow my voice sounded. I must have startled the maknae because his head turned quickly to look at me. "good morning hyung, they all left already. I didn't really want to do anything so I stayed behind." I nodded, clearing my throat, trying to fight a cough. "you okay hyung?" Jongho asked, looking worried. "yeah, just a little cold" I admitted sniffling lightly. "oh" he looked a bit uneasy, when I suddenly remembered how nervous the maknae was about germs. "Shit!" I said, stepping back from Jongho. Im sorry I forgot

"Its okay hyung" he said softly, I turned as far away from him as I possibly could and ducked as far into my elbow as physically possible and coughed, the coughs hurt my chest and caused my already aching head to throb with the feelinh. "Woo? Are you okay?" I nodded, my eyes pricked with tears, a combination of the force of the cough and the pain. "how long have you been sick for?"

"woke up like this" I said, coughing through the words. I heard movement coming from the maknae, and was shocked when I felt his hand on my shoulder. "bed time hyung" I shook my head, "Jonho, I'm okay"

"I cant leave you alone like this, you're obviously sick"

"But you dont like germs."

"I know. But I also cant bring myself to abandon you when you're obviously sick."

I shook my head, "I'll be ok-hhtch! Htchh" I said getting as a far away from him as I could, "bless you" he gently patted my shoulder. 

"I'll be okay Jongho, trust me. I'll take care of myself"

"I know you can, but it's not fair to ask you to, especially when you're sick" 

"But I-"

"Hyung it's fine. You guys have taken care of me so many times. Let me return the favor" I nodded, feeling a bit unsure, "go to the couch, I'll get you medicine and stuff" I nodded and did as he instructed. 

Jongho p.o.v 

I hurried to the bathroom and washed my hands all the way up to my elbows, I forced myself to breathe, genuinely scared. But I knew Wooyoung needed me. I put a mask on and grabbed the medicine that he needed plus a box of tissues and some water. I went to the living room. "Hey hyung" he looked up at me, I noticed how pale he was. "Here" I set the medicine and water on the table and slid the tissue box next to him. "Thanks" he swallowed the medicine then blew his nose. He went to set the tissue down on the couch, "don't do that" I said quickly, hoping I didn't sound too panicked, "I'll get a bag for the trash" 

I brought him a bag and he put the tissue in it, and set it opposite of me on the couch. "So I got a text from Seonghwa, him and Hongjoong will be home soon" Wooyoung said, he coughed after, thankfully turning very far from me. "Okay, do you know when?" I asked, hoping I didn't sound too anxious. "I think he said 15 minutes" I nodded, "I'm sorry that I'm not very good at takong care of people." 

"Jongho it's okay. You've already done amazing. I know it's not easy for you. Remind you I owe you dinner when I feel better" he smiled, "just doing my job" I shook my head, "you've done more than that" I smiled, he shrugged. "Glad I could help" 

[purplelurkinghini]

Dear purplelurkinghini,

I'm still high on the batman movie, or.. well,, the riddler in particular. I cant stop thinking about him, like, for real. Every day i wake up and check the riddler tag on this site, and idk what to do when i see not many new posts. I try to look for fics on ao3, but a lot of them are just... not my taste. As you might know, i have very specific tastes in fics, so its been really hard for me to find the ones i like. What do i do???????? I went on youtube but there's not a lot of new interview with the cast?? Im like, why isnt there??? I need content of the riddler. If people wont make them the way i like it, then should i just do it myself???? But like,,, i dont really have the time to do something like that. Maybe i do???? I mean--- Well actually, i finished a drawing of him the other day. Should i start writing fics of him too??? Arghhh but im not good at writing!!! Idk what to do now fhdjskhfskj

Love,

G.B. Anon

Dear G.B. Anon,

I, too, am still coming down from the high of having watched the film a little over a week ago. While my chest stopped aching like some highschool girl's would with their first love, sightings of bootleg recordings and low-res screenshots continue to fill my brain with the happy chemical.

Since you mentioned being inspired by the movie (drawing fanart, yes?), I say you make Edward your muse and write what you want to read. Yeah, as someone currently struggling with writer's block, I can only write when I get slapped in the face by my muse and only for as long as the sting lasts. Yeah, I do know it's easier said than done.

Even so, I still recommend writing.

Below the cut, I've continued the snipped you inspired (yes, you were my muse for a few minutes there). It isn't much, and I hope you know I don't mean to squick you (now that's a word I haven't seen used in forever), though I will say it is more of the power play you said you enjoy.

CW: light bondage

With your mouth taped shut, and your wrists bound together and cradling your bound feet, you had no choice but to even out your breathing. You had no choice but to be quiet like the good boy the Riddler had sucking on his rubber-gloved fingers before throwing into the back his own car.

You did, however, have a choice in being a witness to the crime since, of course, he hadn't used his roll of gaffer tape on your eyes. And so you saw that pig Pete Savage be syringed and strangled until he squealed like sow and passed out.

Oh, but the body he slacked against, even with his slimmer frame, was not without strengh. Even as he struggled to shove Savage into the back of his own backseat, he moved like a man high on his triumph, taking his time to taste that sweet, sweet victory. He cracked his neck, moving it from side to side, and rolled back his shoulders. Then, he wheezed, whiffing the air. He breathed in the blood he was about to spill so loudly, you heard him from inside your car.

The echo of it snuck its way into your ears and poured out of your nose through a wheeze of your own. It was surreal, hearing him, seeing him, witnessing him just beyond your window. It was unreal hearing him in the air around you instead of through your speakers. The Riddler might as well have been another streamer with a gimmick if he weren't right there. If he weren't moving towards you, tall and proud and predatory.

"Daddy's all done," he sighed, satisfied, as soon as he swung open the door. "How's my baby doing?"

After watching the ball you were curled up in because of his quick and stinging bondage work, after watching you whimper before him, and wiggle closer to him, he giggled. He looked down at you with the flickering neon light catching in his glasses and making them glow, and he giggled.

"I wasn't long, was I?" He reached for your face and pulled the tape off with no concern for the pain. "You can still make it home by midnight." He wiped the wetness from your lips, suppressing another laugh behind his mask as your mouth opened for him. "You've been so good for me," he said in a sing-song voice. "Good boy."

Then, pulling away his hand along with the tape, he took his time tracing your wrists and anchles, but didn't pull at the bonds. Instead, he inhaled as you tried your best not to exhale and let out a whimper. You tried your best to be good.

"I can't set you free," his voice dipped as he detached himself from you completely leaving you cold and curled up in the same ball. "You have to do it yourself," he pulled out a switchblade and snickered, and the sound of it did make you whimper. "I know you watch my streams, so you couldn't have missed the fan-favorite top escape tips."

After placing it between your bound plams, he pulled himself away from you and out of the car. And before leaving you to cut yourself five times before tearing the tape, he ducked his head in, tilted it and parted with you with one last word of praise: "Be a good boy and don't make me smear your DNA all over that pig." Spreading out his gloved fingers and the saliva still stuck to them, he waved before slamming the door shut: "Goodbye."

[dasomlimie]

Heyyy! I hope ur doing okay if ur requests r open can l request reader asking if she can see whats under sanzu’s mask like that one scene in naruto where he tried so hard to see kakashi’s mask something similar and funny like that take ur time l love ur work <333

%% BEHIND THAT MASK! #!/

characters : aged up!—Sanzu Haruchiyo

a/n : i cant believe im rewrtiting this sorry if this is half assed tumblr didn't save my draft earlier, enjoy ig

Sanzu Haruchiyo..... your masked bf sometimes you were wondering what behind that mask but ofc you wanted to respect his boundaries and dont want to make him uncomfortable, but curiousity start to eat you alive so you have a little plan in your mind

sometimes there's a lot of idea in your mind on why Sanzu didn't remove his mask, maybe he have big lips that unmatched with his face future? or maybe he have crooked teeth? or even worse he doesn't have mouth! but you scratched the last idea since how did he speak if he doesn't have mouth? his nose? yeah that idea once stuck in your head but you decided to remove it because it doesn't make sense at all

you called Sanzu to meet you up infront of a restaurant which he agreed since maybe you were hungry and he is too, you greet Sanzu before taking his hand and walk into the restaurant with him

"today is my treat" you said smiling he raise an eyebrow you were cheerful more than usual "did something good happen?" he ask you shook his head "nope i just wanted to spend time with my lovely boyfriend" you said he nodded start looking at the menu

"are you ready to order?" he ask after a few minutes you nodded letting him call the waiter, you both said your order as the writer write down your order, you noticed Sanzu's order was a heavy meal he probably going to remove his mask

you smile to yourself before mentally patting yourself for coming up with this idea as soon as your food arrived you stare at Sanzu causing him to raise an eyebrow "whats up my love?" he ask you shook your head "nothing eat up" he nod "you too" you nod

you stare as he was about to remove his mask until your phone start ringing you look at the caller ID noticing it was your boss you look at Sanzu "eat first i have to answer this call" you said he nod as he watch your figure walking out from the restaurant

you listen to your boss rant about how her husband keep cancelling their date and how she think he was cheating on her while you were wondering why the hell your boss telling you all of this as she finally hang up you walk into the restaurant only to be greeted by Sanzu scrolling through his phone you blink

"oh baby! what took you too long? oh and im sorry i finished my food first i haven't eat since yesterday" he said giving you closed eyes smile you nod sitting "did you forgot to eat again?" you ask he nod "im very busy yesterday and just go to sleep as soon as i got home" he said you nod

attempt 1 : failed

"want some?" you ask offering your food he shook his head "im full already" he said you nodded visibly deflated "whats up pretty girl? you were all cheerful a while ago" he said chuckling you shook your head from side to side finding a reason and decided to use your boss phone call as your reason "she did it again" you said he pat your head

"did she start ranting to you again? what was is about?" he ask you sigh "about her husband this and that you know the usual why don't they just divorce?" you said leaning to your chair

"maybe you should find a new job if you were that sick of your boss personal life rant" he said you nodded "yeah i should" you said

the second attempt might make him mad but what is life without a little thrill and spice right? right.

you took a deep breath before apologizing gripping the tray in your hand you walk inside the room smiling at Sanzu you walk toward him then purposely trip yourself

you watch everything happen in slow motion how the juice flew and wetting his mask you cheer silently before your face kiss the floor you groan but being muffled by your carpet Sanzu gasp ignoring his wet clothes and mask

"y/n?! are you okay? oh my why are you suddenly become clumsy?" he ask as he help you to get up you have to swallow your image its not even 6 month into your relationship here you are doing stupid things just to what behind his mask

he hiss when he saw your red forehead with a little bloody lips "we should get that lips treated" he suggest you nodded "let me put this away your hoodie was in my closet along with extra mask" you said silently before walking out from the room leaving a little space for you to peak in

you feel your cheeks heat up as you watch his half naked body you silently cheer as he was about to remove his mask when your doorbell rang causing you to curse silent

you keep debating either to look and discover what behind your boyfriend mask or to answer the door you were deep in thought when Sanzu clear his throat his cheeks tinted with rosy pink just like his hair

"i didn't know you're that type of person" he said clearing his throat again you look up before cursing yourself "oh no you got the wrong idea let me go and answer the door ok?" you said walking a little bit too faster "be careful!" Sanzu called as he look you who almost tripped twice

attempt 2 : failed

you look at Sanzu as you keep following—more like stalking—him you tried to make sure you didn't lost him maybe he would remove his mask at the most random time especially when he's alone? yeah thats what you think ,you were now dressed in all black outfit paired with black cap and black mask

yup much like a stalker

you watch him keep turning and leading you to a dark hallways wondering what he was doing here, little did you know he noticed you following him but didn't have any idea it was his girlfriend

"fuck" you curse silently as you lost him you were about to take another turn when someone pull you to opposite turn you yelped both in suprise and pain when your back make a harsh contact to the cold and dirty wall you hiss from how strong someone's grip on your hands is

"who are you and why are you following me?" he ask you stay silent too scared to answer him, Sanzu chuckle "why are you all silent? acting all scared are we?" he said you shiver under his sharp gaze

"i ask you questions" he said you shut your eyes he sigh annoyed and start to loose his patients then decided to remove both your mask and cap you felt his grip on your hands loosening

"y/n?" he said in softer voice than earlier you still shut your eyes tightly slightly trembling "darling look at me" he said as one of hand slither to your waist while the other cup your cheeks thumb caressing your cheeks "open your eyes my love im not going to hurt you" he said you open your eyes slowly meeting his soften gaze

"why are you following me like that? i thought you were one of those people who tried to get me again" he said chuckling you didn't answer instead hugging him burying your face into his chest

"did i scare you that much?" he ask you shook your head as a no, you were actually embarassed of yourself for doing dumb thing to get him to remove his mask

"then why?" he ask hugging you close to him "im sorry" you said he raise an eyebrow "why?" "im sorry for doing dumb thing lately and following you like earlier" you said he chuckled you look up to him

"i get it now" he said removing you from him gently then cup your cheeks with both of his hands "you know you can just ask right?" you pout "i just dont want to make you feel uncomfortable" he shook his head

"you will never im actually waiting for you to ask me by yourself" he said you nodded "then can i uh you know" he nod letting you remove his mask

heart beating loudly Sanzu was prepared from any insult from you yet nothing came our from your mouth, does he freak you out? he was about to apologize when you whispered out a very unexpected word he expects you to say

"beautiful" you said he froze not believing what he just heard "what?" he ask for confirmation "i said beautiful" you repeat before caressing his scars with both of your thumb he sigh in relief

"really? i thought you were going to freaked out" he said you shook your head with confused face while your attention was still on his face "why would i?" you ask

"people always told me its disgusting i thought you would too but apparently not im relieved" you heart broke a little from his words "who the hell said your scars is disgusting?! let me beat them up" you said with determination he shook his head "its okay you were an absolute angel i cant imagine you beating people up" he said pressing a kiss on your forehead

"you look hotter without mask" you whisper he smile "is that so?" he ask you nodded then cover his face with his mask "and only me can see you my beautiful and handsome and hot boyfriend without his mask no one can see your full face they would fall for you" you said he chuckled before ruffling your hair

"whatever you say angel" he said you smile as he lead you out from the hallway just so your know he would use your silly attempt to tease you in the future

attempt 3 : successfully failed

!%! © HNEULWH— i did not allow my work to be used or adapted in any form without my permission !#//

[sniper-spider]

How Could You? ~Young Bucky x Male Reader PART TWO

a/n: this is the second part to How Could You? ~Young Bucky x Male Reader so read the first part first if you haven’t already.

backstory for this: so the first part was set when Bucky and (Y/n) were in high school. later on in life, Steve and (Y/n) are both injected with the sUpEr soLdiEr sErUm. They are both on the mission that happened at the end of the Captain America The First Avenger movie (or as i like to call it the First Bucky Movie). They are both frozen in time and are uncovered years later.

this fic is gonna take place during Captain America The Winter Soldier. instead of The Winter Soldier attacking Steve, Natasha, and Sam, (Y/n) is sent on a mission to fight him. im gonna change the plot so dont get mad.. nO mOrE hYdRa fOr yOu bUcKy😉

part one

part two (this one)

You were sent on a mission to fight the Winter Soldier. You had heard about him and how he’d been active for decades. It amazed you and you were curious about him. Too bad you had to kill him.

You were driving your motorcycle (iM a bAd b!TcH yOu cAnT kiLL mE) to where you were told the Winter Soldier might be. You looked ahead and saw a figure wearing all black. It was him. He readied a rifle and fired at you. You dodged and then got of your motorcycle, pulling your gun from your holster, firing at him. Both of you missed.

You fired again, hitting his rifle, making him unable to fire it. He threw it to the ground and pulled a pistol from his back. You both walked towards each other, firing at each other. You finally managed to hit his chest, but he had a bullet proof vest on. So did you.

The Winter Soldier fired and hit your protective vest, not penetrating it. You fired at his leg, but missed. Now, you were about 5 feet apart (5 feet apart cuz they’re not gay. except they are). The Winter Soldier pulled a knife and you kicked it out of his hand.

The Winter Soldier pulled another and kicked you against a tall building. He brought his knee to your stomach and you bent over a bit in pain. He kept his knee there to keep you in place and then used his mechanical forearm to hold your head back as he brought the knife to your throat.

The Winter Soldier looked up into your eyes. Or at least you assumed that’s what he was doing when he tilted his head upward. You couldn’t tell from the goggles he had over his eyes. He hesitated to kill you. You couldn’t understand why.

“You’re good,” you said, smirking a little, catching your breath. “But, not good enough.”

You pulled one of his knives from a sheath on his leg and stabbing the area just above his knee. He winced in pain and you shoved him off of you. You pushed him to the ground and sat on his chest, pinning his hands to the ground above his head with one hand. You pressed the knife to his neck.

You were confused as to why the Winter Soldier wasn’t trying to fight back at this moment. You dropped the knife momentarily so that you could pull off his mask and goggles, however, you only managed to remove the goggles before his legs threw you off of him.

The Winter Soldier quickly got up and you tried to, but he pushed you down and sat on your chest, pinning your hands to the ground as you had done to him. You looked up into his eyes. They were beautiful and… familiar.

You pulled a hand free and ripped the mask covering his face off. Your eyes widened. He looked like... Bucky? He quickly brought his mechanical hand to your neck, squeezing.

“B-Bucky,” you whispered, your voice raspy.

The Winter Soldier’s grip loosened slightly. His facial expression changed as if he were having a memory.

“Bucky,” you said. “Please don’t go.”

“I’m sorry,” Bucky said. “I’ll be back soon.”

“I’ll miss you.”

“I know, it won’t be that long. I’ll miss you, too.”

The Winter Soldier looked heavily confused. He squeezed harder around your neck. You didn’t know what was happening, but your best guess was that he was being mind-controlled. You needed to get through to him.

You attempted to think of a memorable moment that would possibly trigger a memory that would bring Bucky back. You remembered the time that he hurt you and then he confessed his love for you, starting your relationship. You decided that you needed to reenact it.

You pulled another knife from the Winter Soldier’s other leg and jammed it in his mechanical arm so that he couldn’t use it. You then pulled him to your chest. It was difficult to keep him there, but you managed.

“It’s okay. It’ll be okay,” you said, recalling what you’d said that day.

The Winter Soldier stopped struggling so much.

“I promise everything is gonna be okay. Things are gonna get better. I just know it.”

The Winter Soldier faded away as Bucky took over. He stopped struggling entirely.

“Bucky?” You asked.

His head popped up and looked at you. His face was much softer. You’d thought he was dead, throwing you into depression, but now your Bucky was back.

“(Y/n)?” Bucky asked you softly.

“Yeah,” you replied, unable to stop your beaming. “It’s me.”

”(Y/n),” Bucky said as he scooted up and pulled your head to his chest.

You pulled the knife out of his arm, so he could move it to hug you better.

“Bucky, I missed you so much,” you sobbed into his chest.

“I missed you when I was able to remember you,” Bucky said sadly.

“You gonna tell me what the hell happened?” You asked.

“Maybe we should get outta the road first,” Bucky replied.

“Yeah, good idea,” you said with a chuckle.

~~~

It had been a few months since Bucky had came back. You had gotten used to being with each other again. You had both changed, but you loved each other just as much.

One morning, Bucky went to the kitchen of the Avengers Tower to get some coffee whilst you were sound asleep. He sat down at the table, noticing that Natasha was there, too. They greeted each other and sat in silence for a while.

“So, when are you gonna propose?” Natasha asked.

“What do you mean?” Bucky asked.

“When are you gonna ask (Y/n) to marry you?” Natasha asked.

“Yeah, I know what ‘propose’ means, I just don’t understand. We can’t get married,” Bucky replied.

“Actually, you can. As of 2011,” Natasha corrected him.

This shocked Bucky. He could marry you. He knew the country had changed and that people were more accepting, but he didn’t know that people like him could actually marry each other.

“Really?” Bucky asked after a few moments of silence.

“Mhm,” Natasha replied.

Bucky’s mind immediately went to planning his proposal to you.

~~~

You and Bucky had gone on a movie date and now you were sitting on the bench at a dim park. It was a perfect moment. You and Bucky were talking about the movie you had just watched. Well, you were. Bucky was really just nodding. He was too anxious to talk that much.

“Hey Buck,” you said after a few moments of silence.

“Yeah?” Bucky asked.

“You’ve seemed anxious all night,” you replied. “What’s up?”

“Well, uh, there’s something I wanna tell you,” Bucky replied. “Well, ask.”

“Okay,” you said. “Go ahead, it’s okay.”

Bucky took a deep breath and pulled a ring out of his pocket and held it out so that you could see it. Your eyes widened and you look back at him, into his beautiful eyes. He took another deep breath and then began.

“(Y/n), you’re everything to me and I love you more than anything. You’ve always been there for me, and for that I thank you. We’ve been through a lot together and even tried to kill each other.”

You chuckled a little at that last part.

“I never thought I‘d get to ask you this. When you said things would get better, I never imagined that it would to this extent. I’ve wanted to ask you this all our lives and now, I finally get to.”

Your eyes grew wet with tears.

“Will you marry me?” Bucky asked.

You beamed and let the few tears spill from your eyes.

“Of course, Bucky,” you replied happily.

Bucky smiled and slid the ring on the finger you never thought would hold a ring. He then pulled you closer and kissed you. You had never been so happy in your life.

“You really were right when you said things would get better,” Bucky said.

“I always keep my promises.”

el end.

@buckys-short-idiot @elliot-damon-2006 @blurredx18

[diavolosthots]

Hi! I saw that your requests were open! Could you do something where Mc comforts Mammon or Asmo when they are feeling particularly bad about themselves? Kinda angsty and fluffy? Love your writing!

I'm feeling this right now so it's time to tackle this mess. Mammon is a fan favorite but I thought Asmodeus might be more interesting

Warning: angst, a lot of self doubt.

Sometimes You isn't Enough ( ASMODEUS X GN!READER )

You had never seen him like this. So secluded. So gloomy. So introverted. It's kind of sad, really. The usual bubbly demon was turned into nothing more than a glob of sadness and the worst part is, no one knew why. He didn't try to openly show it. He still made jokes and looked cute, but when he thought people looked away, even just for a second, his facade immediately dropped and it was hard to be picked up again. Like a mask that was sitting too heavily on his face.

Satan had said that he's probably depressed because someone won a beauty contest and that someone wasnt him. But really, you couldnt just brush it off as that. Asmodeus' feelings cant just be hurt from things like that. You're certain there was something else behind it. Something more. Bigger. Unexpected. But of course he would never openly talk about these things. As long as he put on a smile, the world was fine and no one needs to worry. Thats what he always says. Or at least thinks. To an extent, you understood that mindset, and you knew all too well the urge to bury it deep inside and never speak of it; the urge to be silent and deal with it yourself. But it's hard. And at some point, anyone bursts.

"Asmo?" You knocked on his door, determined to get it out of him. To get him to open up, because as much as you wouldn't want to bother anyone, you also know that you cant keep it inside forever because it kills, slowly, but surely. "Darling!" He seemed way too happy opening the door but you quickly noticed his grin didn't reach his eyes. You gave a quick smile and brushed past him, not bothering with formalities or beating around the bush. "Asmodeus. Talk to me." He looked at you, raising an eyebrow and slowly closing the door, "I'm always willing to talk to you, you know that." "do I know that?" You flopped down on his bed, patting the space next to you, "come sit with me." "Just sit?" He winked at you and for a moment, things seemed normal; they seemed easy.

"Just sit and talk." You turned to him, trying to take him in. He didn't carry himself as well as he usually did and his posture was actually kind of slumped over instead of the elegance he usually carried. "Asmo... You don--" "I know." He was still smiling, taking your hand in his, "I know what youre thinking. I dont look or act the same. I'm not, but I'll be fine. Dont worry." You frowned in response, knowing damn well that he's far from fine and that it will take longer than a night to sleep it off, or whatever.

"No." Now he was frowning. "What?" You pulled your hand back, crossing your arms over your chest, "I said no. Youre not fine and you probably wont be for a while. This has been going on for weeks, Asmodeus. Do you really think no one notices? You're not fine and i wont accept you brushing me off like that." It was silent after that, both of you just staring at each other although you noticed his eyes getting sadder and sadder. He quickly wrapped his arms around you and threw you back on the bed, burying his face in your neck, "A-Asmo!! This is not the tim--!" "I cant tell you. Or anyone. You'll think I'm silly, or dumb, or its unjustified. You'll think I'm another Levi with body and personality issues. I cant tell you, especially you (Y/N), because I don't want you to see how much I'm crumbling inside. " he took a deep breath, pushing his face closer against your skin, which was starting to heat up from the close proximity of him against you.

"I dont... Feel good. About myself. I haven't for a while now. At first i thought I just needed a wardrobe change, you know? Some cute new clothes, some sexy lingerie to spice things up..." He laughs quietly at himself, feeling the years start to form, "b-but... It's not that. I dont feel good in my soul. Funny thing to say, huh? A demon and his soul... I dont look in the mirror and get impressed. I look in the mirror and compare. I look at Beelzebub's body and get jealous of how he looks, or Satan's intelligence and realize how truly dumb I am. I look at all of my brothers, doing these amazing things, and realize I'm falling short.... What do I have? A plastic personality with a narcissistic disorder..."

You heard him get quiet, clinging tightly to you as he hid the tears that started falling in your hair. Slowly, you wrapped your arms around him, pushing him closer against you. "I'm nobody, (Y/N).... I dont have what they have... Im useless to my family, to you... To myself..." You squeezed him tighter at that, stroking over his back and feeling him start to shake.

"You're not--" "i dont want you to tell me I'm not... I just want you to... Hold me..." You nodded silently, staring up at his ceiling while you caressed over his back. You get it. Its not always words that you need and you know all to well that the people that held you were far more precious than any words you ever heard. So you held him, your mind racing with things to say because you needed him to know, and believe, that hes so much more than that. He wasnt okay and he most likely hasnt been for a long time. All these things build up inside of him over millennia and you could only imagine how much pain it has caused him. He's not okay. But you hoped he will be.

[gagmebucky]

FUCK q im so sad and angry FHSK YOU DONT HAVE TO READ THIS SUPER LONG ANNOYING RANT YOU JUST MAKE ME FEEL SAfe

OKAY SO I WORK AT A HOSPITAL and I’m going into my sophomore year of college and I wanted to get some experience in a summer job and I just do registration and I had over 20 hours of training but it was so half assed I barely learned anything!! Which is ridiculous bc there’s so many things to learn about insurances and I know literally nothing!! Whenever I have a question for the supervisors they basically tell me to figure it out myself and I’ve been doing that but last night I worked from 11PM-7AM (i just got home UGH) and it was my first shift ever at the front desk and I WAS NEVER TRAINED FOR THE FRONT DESK SO I WAS SHITTING MYSELF but it went surprisingly well?? Like there wasn’t anything too difficult to handle and i was so excited to go home BUT THEN AT 6:55 LITERALLY FIVE FUCKING MINUTES BEFORE I HAD TO CLOCK OUT THIS NURSE (HIS NAME IS FUCKING JOHN) STARTS SCREAMING AT ME

And at this point I’m so sleep deprived and confused I’m kind of just staring at him and he keeps repeating the same thing til I process it and I said sorry like 5-6 times?? BUT HE KEPT YELLING AT ME??????

JOHN was mad bc there was a patient in the waiting room who was waiting for 13 minutes and I didn’t tell him that someone was there which I agree is my fault BUT!!!!!!! John was there when I checked him in!! And in the very minimal training I had we were told to not bother the nurses unless a patient is having chest pain or difficulty breathing bc we don’t want to rush the nurses and they’ll get to it on their own time,, and John was sitting there when I checked the patient in but after I put the hospital bracelet on and everything, John left to get breakfast??? 8 of the 13 minutes the patient spent waiting was because JOHN LEFT TO GET A BAGEL - So I thought that he know there was a patient waiting but just wasn’t prioritizing him, then when he came back he was setting up his computers and equipment and I didn’t want to tell him to hurry up

But then he stomps over to me and takes his mask off and gets in my face?? Which is gross?? And he starts lecturing me about how my job is to tell him when patients are there like!!! YOUR JOB IS TO EXAMINE THE PATIENTS?? AND NOT LEAVE TO GET A BAGEL WHEN PATIENTS ARE WAITING??

And the worst part is!! I have only been working for two weeks and this is the fourth time I’ve been screamed at by a nurse and it’s ridiculous?? They doctors and nurses arent my boss and I get I have to respect them but it’s so gross they constantly yell at me and my coworkers omg. I wanted to be a nurse but now thinking about it makes me feel gross M I HATE PEOPLE OMG i spent the whole car ride crying and i want to quit but i want this job and im conflicted!! Im extremely sensitive and someone slightly raising their voice at me sends me over the edge!!!!!

OH MY GODDDDD THIS SOUNDS SO STRESSFUL IM :( FOR YOU AND 😡🔪 @ FUCKING JOHN LITERALLY WHAT A BITCH ASS PRICK YOURE IN A FIELD PREDICATED ON THE CARE OF OTHERS AND THAT DICKWAD CANT EVEN SHOW U BASIC HUMAN DECENCY??? SEND HIM TO JAIL.. EXECUTION 😡🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪

and i fucking FEEL u on the being sensitive part 😭😭 esp when u treat ppl w decency and respect only to have others unnecessarily get nasty with you as if that’ll even be remotely effective!!!!! it does the exact opposite and makes u want to just stop altogether or purposely fuck things up to spite them (me 😭🕴)

but!! if it makes you feel better, something ive noticed is that it does improve over time and although initially it might bother you, you’ll get good at brushing it off and being secure in your own duties and stuff

im so sorry you had to deal w that fucking ASSHOLE i hope he trips and falls and you won’t ever have to work w him again

[is-that-another-soulmate-au]

Zukka Soulmate AU part 9

@mypureessence

@chaoticidiott

@ari-shipping-stuff

@knightedbot

@idkhowbutimgayer

@swampy-beans

@angrylittleintrovert

Kurt was only out for about 15 minutes but that was long enough for Tarren and Fin to get him to the back on one of the spare cots. The gaang besides Iroh and Jee stayed to see how things went down, all gathered in the room reading maps and planning their trip while Lily paced back and forth muttering to herself before she threw her hands in the air

"Why wouldnt he tell us!?" She shouted

"I dont know Lily" Tarren said while he dabbed a cold towel on Kurt's forhead

"I mean, he could see the scars the three of us share! Why... why wouldnt he say anything!?"

"I'm sure he had a good reason Lily, I mean, how did you guys even know you had a third soulmate?" Katara asked with a small tilt to her head.

The duo both placed their hands to their chests instinctively. "Well, we didn't always know, but one day we both collapsed in the middle of a shift,"

[Flashback when? Flashback now!]

"Of course Miss Jin, Grey with honey and two sugars at 3 pm sharp just like every other Friday" Lily smiled while handing the girl her cup of tea she made for her at the exact same time every single friday evening. Jin was a favorite.

"How are you and Tarren?" Jin asked with a smile which made Lily blush

"Hah. We're doing alr-" suddenly Lily lost her breath from a blunt pain in her chest. "Tarren" she wheeled out just before letting out a yelp and clutching her chest "Tarren!"

"Lily!" Tarren's voice called out from the other sid of the Library followed by the sound of scrolls falling to the ground

The two scrambled to eachother with Jin following Lily and Fin rushing out from the back with paperwork to see what was happening. The pair crashed into eachother and held onto the others arms "what happened?" Lily cried out "whats going on. It burns, oh Gods it burns Tarren"

"I- I dont know" Tarren when to unclip his uniform, shucking off the top shirt before ripping the underdress to reveal painful bubbling skin in the shape of a hand and spreading across his chest and up to his neck down past where he managed to rip down to.

"There's a third" Jin said with a gasp

"Whoever they are theyre in trouble" Fin said bluntly while turning to Jin "Jin do you mind running to get the medic? I have to stay with them and they can't move" he gestured to their shivering crying forms.

"Are they dying?" Lily managed to wheeze out between sobs of pain

"No, this isnt direct, its just an- oh right" he nearly forgot that Lily watched her parents killed in a similar way "Lily, trust me, the third in the trio is not dying, they're being hurt, but they aren't dying"

Lily nodded, the pain lasted for a good 20 minutes before slowly dying down and feeling like it was being treated on all ends.

[Flashback over]

Katara gave a small frown "I wonder what happened to him"

"Ill tell you if you help me sit up" Kurt said with a small cough. Sokka who had been sitting near him but was lost in a map with Zuko looked up

"Oh, the munchkin awakens!"

"The... what?" Kurt laughed out

"Ignore him, he's stupid sometimes" Katara said as she helped Kurt sit up and put a pillow behind his back. "How did you get burned if you dont mind me asking?

Kurt gave a sigh and looked to Sokka and Zuko "well, honestly its probably a similar story to mr princey over there"

Zuko tensed "how do you know who I am... and you don't know how I got this"

"I do" Aang said with his hand raised "well, kinda, I think it was your da- mphf!" Zuko shut Aang up with his hands on his mouth

"Shut up, now is not about me or how I got my scar, its about short stack over there"

"Shortstack!? Okay, now that was just rude. But I got this burn from my dad, he wasn't great and had no position to even justify his abuse against me and my mom." He brought his hand to his necklace with a small frown

"He caught me hanging out by a small pond with an earth boy named Haru and was convinced I was a traitor for doing so. He lectured be when he got me home by slamming me against the door and burning me"

he looked up to Tarren and Lily "I didn't tell you, and I always hid my scar because I'm scared hes going to find me again, after he left for the war my mom fell ill and died, so I ran away to my Pappy and he's sick right now so I don't know how long I have with his protection." He gave a sigh "I dont want him to find me and know that you two are my soulmates because he'll hurt you to get to me. And I cant let you get hurt..."

Lily put her hand on her chest with a frown "I'm sorry Kurt, I had no idea. But now that we know I hope you understand we won't let anyone hurt you or us."

"And that includes me" Fin said from the doorway "you've got two master earthbenders and a vigilante assassin on your side now"

"Woah, woah, vigilante assassin?" Toph piped up "Lily is an assassin!? That's so cool!" She marched right up to her and jabbed her finger in her direction "I dont know you too much but I do know that I like you!"

Lily flushed a bright red and rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly "hah, thanks? Wait are you a beifong?"

"Sure am!"

"I didnt know the beifongs had a daughter, let alone a daughter teaching the avatar earthbending" Lily said with a smile

"Yeah, well they didn't think I was strong enough because I cant read" Toph gave a shrug

"I could teach you sometime" Lily offered

"Im blind missy" Toph said with a cackle

"I know" Lily giggled "We have Braille books, I can teach you to read braille if you want to"

"Braille?"

"Instead of ink on the pages there are raised dots in patterns to make the letters, numbers and words, Fin and his wife managed to invent it ten years ago because Fin's best friend is blind and he wanted to send him letters, but it isn't too popular yet sadly"

Toph stood there for a moment before saying anything "wait... are you telling me there's a way I can read?"

"Yeah! Its more commonly on paper but Tarren and Fin use earthbending to write it out much faster on stone tablets, its much less wasteful. But for nonbenders like myself thats not really an option, so I write with the paper and the pressing tools."

Sokka piped into the conversation with a quick jump to his feet "can you teach me too? I want to know how to write in a way that she can read" he had a determined look on his face and sound in his voice that caught everyone off guard

"I... didnt realize you cared?" Katara said with a confused look

"Of course I care Katara! I probably care too much sometimes, I care about every single one of you," he looked around "did... did you really think I didnt care?"

Aang looked at Katara and then at Sokka "she probably only thought that because you show care differently than her, I know you care, I mean you've managed to keep us all together and solve our problems, youre a uh... solve it kinda care... if thats a type"

Everyone looked at Aang befote Lily gave a small laugh "you sound like Fin, he's really caring for sure but you have to understand him to notice his love language." Lily paused "but teaching you both will take a while, even just teaching Toph here, who I assume has never been taught anything about letters and words on pages. I'm guessing you lot are traveling to stop the war?"

"You bet!" Aang said with a cheeky grin

"Well you could easily travel with them and teach them all, you and Tarren both" Kurt suggested

"Im not going anywhere without you" Lily said whil jabbing a finger towards him and leaning down close to him "I promised to protect you, and I will"

"Then how about you all come with us! We can all learn braille! I mean I'm already teaching Aang waterbending, Toph is teaching Aang earthbending. And hopefully Zuko and Iroh will teach him firebending so a new writing language should be good for all of us!" Katara said with excitement clear in her voice

It only took a bit of convincing to have Kurt join but it took a good 20 minutes worth of convincing Fin to let Tarren and Lily travel around while Fin ran the library with the help of Jin who stepped up to take over the pairs roles in the library.

But before leaving Lily showed Sokka the braille pressing tools so he could get a quick idea of the way they worked before packing up a good amount of paper and tools so she could teach them. On the road. Tarren would help Toph with hers for stone given they're both earthbenders.

Once they started packing up their own belongings Toph walked into Lily's room with a small knock "hey, you almost ready petty steps?"

"Pretty steps? Uh, yeah I just have to find a good place to put this" she moved her hand a bit with a wooden mask facing up

"What is that?"

"Its my assassin mask, its got a white base, think warm wind. Two black marks, think of cold night ponds stretching from the side tips of her nose, above the brow bone and getting much thicker before going up and becoming two horns. The eye holes and the lips are both dark red, think of the warmth of a summer evening sunset."

Toph stood in the doorway "I didnt need the description but that kind of makes colors interesting"

"Really?"

"No"

The two laughed at the bluntness but then Lily shrugged "I guess your right, I didnt need to describe it, but I wanted to anyways" she held the mask for a second before packing it away "it's from my sisters favorite spirit fable. 'Lady of the sunset pond' she had my mama read it to us every night" Lily reached to her necklace and held the roght ash stone.

"Sounds like they hold a special place to you"

"Yeah, they do"

"What happened to them?" Toph asked while leaning against the wall

"We don't have the time to unwrap another story today" Lily gave a small laugh while she set her bag down "besides I need to change before we go, can't leave in a work uniform you know, not really meant for traveling" she moved towards Toph and gave a small bow "thank you for accepting to learn braille from me"

Toph smiled shortly but then punched Lily's arm earning a confused 'ow' to which she responded "thats how I show affection"

"Ah, thats an interesting way to show it" Lily laughed "now I best be getting changed, mind stepping out? I know you see with earthbending, I've seen Tarren train without sight before so I can recognize it"

Toph laughed and stepped out "whatever Pretty steps"

Once everyone was changed and packed they all let on loading up Appa and preparing to fly to the next place. The ragtag group of 4 traumatized kids was suddenly a ragtag group of 8 traumatized kids and 2 wise old men traveling on a flying bison with a small mischievous lemur. What a busy two days huh?

[feeling-uncomfy]

Sorry this took so long @aestheticallytiredandpathetic but I gave the #5 fix idea finished!! Im gonna have to write fluff after because DAMN—

There is a blood/injury and mentions of suicide warning, be warned!

Hope you enjoy!!

The day had started normally. Really it had, it was a nice day, light clouds scattered in the sky. Bakugo and the rest of the band were relaxing on the common areas couch when Denki pointed at the T.V.

It drew everyone's attention, Todoroki and Midoryia poking there heads over the couch and Kirishima plopped himself on the floor. Hawks and Tokoyami were shown on the screen, Hawks was laughing and patting Tokoyami's shoulder.

"We're gonna work on some people-skills, right Tsukuyomi?" Tokoyami nodded simply as a reporter shoved a microphone into his face. Tokoyami wasn't cut out for this. There was a loud scream and the two heros tensed, ready to fight.

"Heya Hawks!" Miruko landed beside Tokoyami, grinning. Hawks sighed and smiled easily. "What's up Miruko?" The reporters were talking, and Miruko shrugged. "Hate to spring this on you, but..." Miruko smirked.

Tokoyami let out a squawk as Miruko lifted him easily over one shoulder. "Gonna borrow your intern here for the day!" Without waiting for a response, she jumped away. Hawks was left gaping and Tokoyami was taken away. "Thanks, I'll bring him back later!" She called over her shoulder.

Kaminari laughed loudly, and Bakugo snorted. "Oh no you dont! Give Tsukuyomi back!" Hawks yelled, kicking off. Thus began the chase of a lifetime.

Tokoyami had no choice but to be dragged all over Kushu as Miruko tried to avoid Hawks. They almost matched in speed, which made things interesting. Miruko had lost grip on Tokoyami several times, and Hawks was barely able to catch him. Tokoyami managed to have a little fun though.

Miruko got her grip on the teen again as they soared through the sky. "We should be able to cut through here if we—" Miruko was cut off by the building next to them suddenly being destroyed. Something came crashing through, hitting into the pair.

"Holy shit—! Hang on, kid!" Miruko yelled as they were sent falling to the ground. Tokoyami clung onto Miruko's arm, and they smacked onto the roof and rolled. Tokoyami groaned in pain and looked up. A large nomu stood in front of them, cloaking them in shadow. There were many other smaller nomu with it.

Tokoyami got up on shaky legs and was ready to fight. Hawks must not be aware of this, or he'd be here. Miruko sprinted past him, and Tokoyami followed. With Dark Shadow's assistance, Tokoyami knocked nomu away and tried to stop the people from getting harmed. The large nomu appeared in front of him, and Tokoyami was sent flying with an aggressive swipe of its hand.

Miruko was next to him in seconds, helping him stand. "You good, kid?" Tokoyami shook his head to stop the world from spinning. He nodded and stood straighter. Miruko grinned ferally. "Let's kick some ass!" She went running, Tokoyami hot on her heels. The nomu was saying something, it seemed to be complaining. Hawks showed up, Endeavor and a news crew following.

"Sorry we're a little late." Hawks flew down and pat his interns shoulder. Tokoyami looked up gratefully. Hawks zipped forward into the fray. Tokoyami jumped forward, preparing to attack, when—

"Friend!" Tokoyami stopped and turned his head in the direction the nomu was looking. One of the weaker nomu was trapped under rubble. The nomu looked panicked, and struggled against Hawks, Miruko and Endeavor. It seemed worried.

Tokoyami skidded to a stop. The weaker nomu struggled, clearly in pain. Hawks let out a shout of pain and was knocked into Endeavor, and the two went flying. Miruko was shoved away, crashing into a wall with a yell.

The large nomu called out for its friend again. Tokoyami turned and ran forward, and carefully lifted the rubble. He was curious, but also knew how stupidly dangerous this was. The weaker nomu scrambled towards the larger one, and they exchanged headpats? The larger nomu stared suspiciously at Tokoyami.

Shigaraki and the strange Doctor stared as this child-soldier saved the enemy. "What a weirdo. Kill him." Shigaraki ordered bluntly, and the large nomu ran forward, intent on killing. "Wait! I want to know why the child did that!" The Doctor yelled. Shigaraki sighed. "Fine. Bring him home." He ordered.

The class was watching, worried. Tokoyami blinked and the nomu was in his face. "Wait!—" Hawks looked up at his interns face, and saw the pure fear. The nomu's hand came down. Yamomo gasped loudly and Jirou covered her mouth in shock.

Bakugo froze, and Kirishima went silent. The whole class stared in astonishment. Aziawa's eyes were wide, and he gripped his chair. "Tsukuyomi!" Hawks yelled, getting to his feet.

The nomu turned, and left. Hawks couldn't see his intern, all he saw has his hand, and blood dripped off from his fingertips. Hawks flew after them, cussing. "Give him back, you big bastard—!" The nomu turned and smacked Hawks with one arm, and Hawks went tumbling.

"You won't get away with him! Let go!" Hawks attacked it again, harder this time. The nomu let out a roar and took a random piece of rubble, throwing it at Hawks. It hit his head, and he fell, wings flopping uselessely. Miruko caught him, and Endeavor shot forward. He didnt have much luck either.

Hawks sat up. "Tsukuyomi!" He called. Miruko stared at the large fresh blood stain splattered on the ground. "He's lost a lot of blood. Its probably coming from his head." She muttered, picking Hawks up. "Let's go. We've gotta call for backup." Hawks didn't budge. "Let's go, birdbrain." Hawks left.

The news feed cut off.

In his rage, Bakugo stood and set off explosions. Aziawa stood roughly and his chair toppled over. The class was startled by the loud noise. "Aziawa..." All Might started, worried. Aziawa didnt say anything. He left the room in a rush. Bakugo followed shortly.

Tokoyami woke up to someone poking him. He grimaces and shoved the hand back, and opens an eye. The man standing over him grins under his mask, and turns. "The kid is awake! About damn time too. I was getting bored." Tokoyami was confused.

"Twice, leave him alone. Remember last time you got too physical?" A voice called, and the man above shivered. "I thought those nomu were supposed to be nice to us?!" He said, stomping towards Tokoyami. He lifted him up by the cloak with one hand, staring into his eyes.

"Hey, kid. What'd you do to get the nomu on your side? Dont tell me!" Tokoyami blinked, everything was fuzzy. Tokoyami's voice came out muffled and slurred. "Dunno... what you mean..." His eyes drooped close. He was shook violently. "You're not allowed fall asleep yet! Shigaraki wants to talk!"

Tokoyami's eyes snapped open. He was definitely awake now. "Wha—?! Shigaraki? Wait–!" He was dragged forward. Twice dropped him onto the floor. There were bright lights, blinding him. Tokoyami squinted up at the figure in the corner, and the door slammed shut. The figure moved closer.

Tokoyami stared in fear. Standing over him was the most dangerous villain in Japan. He took off the hand constantly covering his face and glared down at him. "The Doctor wasnt bothered enough to come ask you this himself, so I'm here instead." His voice was like static grinding against a cheese grater, it was disgusting.

'This bitch needs to drink some water...' Dark Shadow commented from within. Tokoyami agreed. Shigaraki held onto the edge of Tokoyami's cloak with four fingers. "Do you know what my quirk is? If you dont, I'll gladly give you a demonstration." Tokoyami shivered as the last finger came down, leaving him in sweatpants and a t-shirt.

"Your hand is next if you dont give me an answer." Shigaraki threatened. Tokoyami swallowed and nodded. Shigaraki grinned. 'Ew, brush you teeth, and work on that smile... disgusting.' Dark Shadow crackled from inside. It took all of Tokoyami's resolve not to laugh as well.

Shigaraki bent down and huffed, his breath hitting Tokoyami's face. He almost gagged. 'I'm begging for someone to introduce him to toothpaste' Tokoyami pleaded, and Dark Shadow was already screaming his discomfort.

"How did you get that nomu to cooperate with you?" Shigaraki asked. Tokoyami blinked. "The nomu?" Shigaraki got back up and kicked Tokoyami's chest. He hit the ground and coughed. "Yeah, the nomu seems to be attached to you..." He hissed. "I dont know, I cant control what it does." Tokoyami reply is forced out as he tries to breathe.

"Why'd you save the other nomu then? You have to have a decent answer for that." Tokoyami looks up to find Shigaraki's cold glare baring into his soul. "It was in trouble." He answered simply. Shigaraki laughed, and the sound was horrible, it made Tokoyami wince.

"Yeah, like a hero would risk their life for the enemy." Shigaraki scoffed. "I dont know why I saved it. The other nomu was worried, and I acted on instinct." Tokoyami spoke truthfully. Shigaraki raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, sure." He said, and kicked Tokoyami's chest again.

Tokoyami wheezed as Shigaraki lifted him with four fingers. "Well, now that I have you here..." He grinned. "Another question." Tokoyami was prepared to answer another question about a nomu.

"How do you get into U.A?" Tokoyami froze. "What?" He asked, genuinely confused. Shigaraki growled and pushed him down, and Tokoyami hissed as his back collided hard with the ground again. "You heard me, brat. How do you get into U.A?"

Tokoyami scoffed. "I'm not telling you. What makes you think I'd tell you anything?" Tokoyami hoped he sounded less afraid than he felt. Shigaraki smiled again, and held something sharp in his hand. "Because of you dont tell me..." He said, digging the object into Tokoyami's shoulder.

Tokoyami cried out in pain. "This will be the least painful thing you feel. Understand?" Tokoyami glared up at the villain. "Do your worst. I'm not telling you anything." He shot back. It was a silent promise to himself, and to Shigaraki. He wasnt going to break.

Shigaraki sighed, and leaned into a speaker on the table. "Bring them in. Our guest is being uncooperative." Tokoyami swallowed his nerves as three people walked in. Twice, Toga and Spinner. Shigaraki sat on the table, grinning.

"Welcome. At our guest's request, do your worst." Tokoyami's eyes widened. Twice laughed and got to work, punching Tokoyami's face. Toga took her time pulling out a knife. Spinner shuffled a little awkwardly at first, but got into it after a minute.

Shigaraki laughed as Tokoyami started screaming in pain. This was his own fault, after all. Dabi stood waiting behind the door, huffing as the screams grew louder.

"No." Aziawa deadpanned, holding Bakugo and Midoryia down with his capture weapon. "But, sir! Tokoyami is in danger—" Shouji tried to reason, and ended up victim of Aziawa's weapon too. "I'm well aware. But you're still students, and some are targets of the league. Under no circumstances are any of you to engage with them. Understood?"

The class begrudgingly promised not to engage. "But what if we—?" Mina's arms was wrapped in capture weapon. "I understand your concerns." Aziawa repeats for the third time. "But it's a no. There will be a rescue team of pro heros sent out to get Tokoyami back. If I catch wind of you there so help me–"

Aziawa glared. "Shigaraki and the league's torture will be nothing compared to what I'll do." The class seemed to stop complaining so much after. He left them in All Might's hands and met with Hawks and the rest of the team.

"The class wont intervene. Hopefully." Hawks laughed, though it was forced. "Come on, we've got a bird to save." Endeavor scoffed. "I still don't understand how you found the place so fast." Hawks grinned up at him.

"I've always got a feather stuffed somewhere on my intern." Hawks said simply. Endeavor gaped at him. "What? I'm always prepared for these sorts of things." Aziawa rolled his eyes at Hawks's reply, and Miruko slapped his shoulder. "After the seventh or eighth time Hawks landed Tokoyami in hospital, he just sorta started doing it." She explained to the teacher.

Aziawa glared at Hawks. "I'm well aware that Hawks has the tendency to land my student in hospital." His glare was like ice. "For various reasons." He added coldly. Hawks shrugged. "Hey, I told you I'm not good at this 'having a kid' thing." He said defensively.

"That doesn't excuse the fact you landed my kid in hospital over thirty seven times this past year alone! I told you he couldn't have dairy, and the same day I get a call—" Aziawa was ranting, ready to recite every time he'd been called in for some stupid reason, but Endeavor cut him off.

"That's enough! Shigaraki isnt a patient man, and if we do not act now there may not be another chance to get the child stuck in a hospital again." The words struck a chord in the group. Hawks hadn't thought thay far ahead. They took him because they wanted him, right? They wouldnt kill him if he was useful.

Would they?

Aziawa huffed and started walking. "Let's hurry. And don't do anything illogical. Let's do things rationally." Miruko rolled a shoulder, hearing it crack. "Whatever, I'm gonna kick Shigaraki's musty face in!" Hawks laughed. "Yeah, you do that." Aziawa and Endeavor rolled their eyes in unison and lead the way.

"Their both like interns..." Endeavor commented as they walked. Aziawa nodded. "I love and hate that about them." He answered quietly. They walked the rest of the way in silence.

"Haven't you had enough yet?" Tokoyami slammed onto the ground again, crying out in pain. Twice was gearing up for another blow, and Toga had sufficiently taken a solid months worth of blood from him. He was exhausted, and he wanted to go home.

Tokoyami spat blood out, and tried to brace himself on shaking hands. "I'm not going to tell you anything." He spat, willing himself to stay upright. Shigaraki scoffed. "Fine, have it your way. Twice?"

"Already on it! I dont wanna punch the kid anymore!" Tokoyami heard the fist collide before he felt the pain. He was sent straight down, cursing. Toga stabbed his shoulder again, earning a loud shout. Spinner had a bat, and took a swing. Tokoyami fell back, utterly spent and sore.

Shigaraki tutted. "This is all so useless. We could get along so much better if you would hear me out." He said quietly, sitting untouched on the table. Tokoyami scoffed. "Forgive me of I don't feel like listening to a psycho who's been torturing me for the past hour!" He said, gaining confidence.

Shigaraki glared down at him. "You little–" Tokoyami flinched, prepared for the blow. It never came, instead, the door opened with a crash. "We've gotta go. Heros." Dabi said, glancing down at the teen. Shigaraki growled. "Fucking– you know what? Fine." He turned to Tokoyami. "Have the nomu that likes this brat so much take him." Shigaraki ordered.

Dabi didnt hesitate. "That's dangerous. And stupid." Shigaraki turned to him. "You got a better idea, hot stuff?" Dabi didnt respond. "I thought so. Twice, let the nomu out." Twice nodded enthusiastically, then shook his head. He left.

Tokoyami wasnt sure what to expect, but it wasnt this. The nomu came rushing in, smaking Dabi away. Tokoyami was picked up and the nomu growled at everyone else in the room. It looked down at Tokoyami. "Hurt?" It asked.

Tokoyami blinked. "I'm fine." He answered slowly. It was a lie, but he wasnt about to admit that the villains hurt him. "Lies." It growled, and took a swipe at the league. Spinner yelled as Shigaraki cursed and grabbed his arm, pulling him back. The nomu turned and ran through the wall. Tokoyami let out a shout of fear as they took to the skies, Tokoyami gripping onto the nomu's neck like a lifeline.

They flew through the sky, the beginning of the sunset light hitting Tokoyami's face. "Where are we going?!" He screamed over the wind. The nomu didnt look at him. "Safe." It said simply. Well, that didnt help. Tokoyami looked around, and gasped.

"Hawks?!"

Hawks had been looking up at the nomu as it zoomed overhead. He caught Tokoyami's eye. "Kid?! What are you—" Tokoyami cut him off. "Wait, Hawks! Help–" The nomu turned right suddenly, and Tokoyami almost went flying. Tokoyami was petrified, clinging onto the slimy and slippery skin, close to tears.

Whether that was from the pain or fear, he wasnt sure.

Hawks flew after them, Endeavor hot on his heels, literally and figuratively. Miruko came in as a close second, and Aziawa bright up the rear with the police. "Take care if the league." Aziawa called, running forward.

"Let Tsukuyomi go! Stupid—" Hawks yelled, and was surprised when it did. Tokoyami let out a screech of fear as he plummeted towards the ground at incredible speed. Hawks dived for him, and Miruko flew forward. "Got him!" She caught Tokoyami in her arms, and he clung tight, trembling.

"Great, now let's—Shit!!" Miruko was thrown off course as the nomu reached for them. Hawks panicked. This wasnt part of the plan. Endeavor grabbed Miruko's arm, and steered them to a rooftop. The nomu let out a roar as it knocked Miruko away, and Tokoyami smaked onto the ground hard, and he was left gasping.

Endeavor growled. A portal opened, and Spinner, Shigaraki and Dabi showed up. They looked ready to fight, but everyone was taken by surprise when the nomu swung wildly at them all. Hawks was thrown off balance, and the three villains were sent off the roof.

The nomu let out another shout and grabbed Endeavor's face, and slammed it into the concrete. Tokoyami was frozen and the nomu repeatedly slammed the number one heros head into the ground. "Wait! Stop it, let him go!" Tokoyami ran forward and grabbed at the nomu's arm, tugging with all his might.

The nomu turned, and Tokoyami choked as the nomu wrapped it's free hand around his neck. Endeavor was forgotten, left bleeding on the building. Tokoyami struggled, trying to get free. His windpipe was crushed, and he wheezed. His vision was blacking out around the edges, and everything was fuzzy.

Tokoyami clawed at the hand in fear. He couldn't breathe, he needed to get out, he begged for someone to help, he didnt want to die—

There was a snap.

Dabi heard and stared, wide-eyed. Shigaraki cursed as Tokoyami stopped struggling, falling limp in the nomu's hold. "Oh my god..." Spinner said, gripping the ledge he was clutching so tight his knuckles were a light green.

Hawks heard the sound and looked up. 'Please be a bone, any bone, don't be—' He saw his interns hand fall, useless. Miruko gasped loudly, hands shaking. Aziawa showed up, and saw his student hang lifeless. "Holy..." The words caught in his throat.

Hawks couldn't believe what he was looking at. "No, no no no no..." He ran forward, and the nomu dropped him. The nomu turned and ran. Shigaraki muttered something, and he and Spinner disappeared through the portal. Dabi didn't follow. He stared as Hawks caught his kid and held him gently.

Tokoyami's eyes were still open. Red and full of fear, staring up at the sky as it it had grown a pair of hands and flipped him off. Hawks stared at his students neck. It wasn't very obvious because of the red cloth, but it had definitely been broken. His interns chest didnt rise or fall, it stayed still and the tremors had stopped too.

Aziawa came over quietly. He stared at his students eyes for a moment before shutting them. Hawks shook, head buried in his kids shoulder. Miruko came over sluggishly. "I'm sorry..." She whispered, voice cracking. Hawks shook his head, refusing to believe it.

There was movement. Maybe...?

Dark Shadow emerged, small and wispy. "I'm sorry I couldn't keep him safe..." The quirk said softly. "And I'm sorry I cant stay." Hawks looked up. Dark Shadow faded. "I'll tell Fumi you said hello! Maybe we can see you soon? After Fumi wakes up?" There wasnt an answer.

The last piece of Tokoyami disappeared, and the heros were left alone.

Hawks let out a dry sob. That was the only sound made for a long time.

Dabi left. He didnt say anything, but sat on a balcony and smoked. He took a long drag before looking up. "Sorry, bird brain..." Dabi said to no one. He took another drag and sighed.

Breaking the news was hard, and it took a while for things to go back to 'normal' but the class helped each other move on slowly. Hawks didnt last much longer, and the world lost two birds-heros.

When they reunited, they were happy. Albeit rocky at the start, but they got used to the whole 'we get to haunt people now' thing quickly. Hawks– Kiego had fun with his bird-bro in the afterlife, and that made death worth it.

Lordie if this didnt kill me—

Also I'm sorry for it rushing at the end! I wanted to get it out as quick as I could.

Hope you enjoyed this! Fluff is next because they need a break lmao—

[novannna]

You Were the Hands That Held Me

Danissa soulmate au.  everyone has a soul mate, and any marking that appears on their skin, appears on yours.  narcissa’s pov.  Kinda angsty, but also fluffy.  

tw: self harm, and mentions of abuse kinda

wc: 2363

Narcissa stared at her arm in awe.  This was the first time her soulmate had ever drawn something on her skin.  She had felt the same cuts and bruises her soulmate had received, just like everyone else, but this was the first time her soulmate had deliberately marked her own skin.

Messy butterflies with uneven wings, and twisted antennas marched down Narcissa’s forearm.  

“Oh,” she whispered.  “Cool.”  She grabbed the nearest marked, and held it poised above the other arm, ready to reply, but thought better of it.  

She shouldn’t force her soulmate to stop their art for Narcissa.  She dropped the marker, and kept watching the thick lines as they covered her entire arm.  

That night she washed it all away in scalding hot water before her grandfather noticed.  He wouldn’t approve of Narcissa communicating with her soulmate.  

He hated the idea of How there was one person in the world, waiting just for you.  

His soulmate had died years ago, leaving him heartbroken and angry, bitter to the world.   

If Narcissa wasn’t careful, he might take the anger out on her.    

Narcissa could take it, but she didn’t want to hurt her soulmate too.  Narcissa would feel awful.  

So she tried to ignore the small flowers and butterflies her soulmate drew constantly.  Narcissa tried her very best.  

---

Years later, Narcissa wrote to her soulmate for the first time.  It was in the middle of the night, when Narcissa had felt a searing pain across her arm that looked like a red slit across her pale skin.  

Her soulmate was in trouble.  She couldn’t just stand by now. Narcissa had to do something.  

Grabbing a tissue to staunch the bleeding, Narcissa scrawled across her hand in thick ink. 

STOP

I can’t , her soulmate replied. 

Please, just hear me out, Narcissa wrote, hoping she could do enough.  Hoping she could convince the person who had drawn butterflies everywhere on their body, that maybe the world really did want them. 

please, just stay out of this

I can’t. This is my body too.  And even though I’ve never met you, you're my soulmate and I care about you. 

Fine. I’ll listen. Her soulmate's handwriting was a little shaky, but very neat, with tall, loopy letters.  

I’m guessing you’ve been having a hard time with life recently, Narcissa started. 

I guess

Do you want to be here?  Narcissa asked bluntly

There was a long pause.  I don’t know, her soulmate finally responded.  I love Earth, but the people…. I can’t stand the people. All they do is bring hate and hurt to me

I get that.  But the people don’t matter. You do.  Danna wrote desperately. 

No I don’t. I’ve never done a single good thing in my life

You have!  You’ve made me smile!  You’ve made me laugh!  

Her soulmate replied, When?  This is the first time I’ve ever talked to you

When we were younger, you used to constantly doodle little flowers and butterflies all across our bodies. I loved to watch you draw them, watch the blocky little lines appear across my body.   Danna smiled as she recalled the delicate insects she wore across her body daily. 

I thought you hated those. That’s why I stopped

No, of course not!

Then why did you erase them?

Narcissa sighed. She thought for a second, then wrote, my grandfather. He hates soulmates. If he knew I was communicating with mine, I’m afraid he would hurt me.  And doing that would hurt you. 

But… that means you could get in trouble right now!

No. I won’t, I’m fine. You are more important.  Tell me, what made you want to hurt yourself today?

I guess I’m just tired of being ignored. I’m tired of being treated like a child. I want to leave my house, but I can’t. I can’t live on my own. 

Thats okay, you shouldn’t be ignored.  You should be your own person, and if your parents cant see that, they’re idiots!!

Narcissa capped the pen, and tried to wrap her blanket around her arm, the blood slowly soaked through the fabric, staining the blanket a bright red.  How would she explain that to her grandfather?  It didn’t matter right now though.  Right now, she had to make sure her soulmate was okay.  That was her one and only goal.  Nothing else mattered.  Narcissa had the opportunity to maybe save a life right now.  That’s what she had to do.  

They aren’t.  I’m the one who’s screwing up, her soulmate replied.  I cant ever get anything right.  Im just a big mistake that shouldn't even exist.  The worlds probably better without me

THATS NOT FUCKING TRUE!  Narcissa scrawled as quickly as she could.  I dont believe it.  Not for a second.  Just by being here, you’ve made the world a better place.  Everyday, I wake up and check my body for some indicator that you’re here.  I can’t help but think about the fact that there is someone out there meant for me.  And I’m meant for someone.  

I guess…

Narcissa sighed heavily.  She had to go to bed before her grandfather woke and saw her light on.  

Are you okay?  She wrote.  Are you in any danger?  If you are, im here.  For both of us

A minute passed before the reply came.  I dont think so.  I think im better.  But… if i feel bad again, can i talk to u?  This actually really helped me.  Thank you

Narcissa smiled.  Of course!!!  Just, could u write somewhere less obvious?

Sure.  I understand.

Narcissa smiled gratefully.  How ‘bout our ankles?  That’s less obvious and easy for me to hide

She felt pressure on her right foot, and slid it out from beneath her blanket.  A smile, and little butterfly doodle greeted her eyes.  

Good night, soulmate, Narcissa wrote

Good night.  Sleep tight.  And… thank you.

Narcissa smiled.  She slid out of bed, and held her arm close to her chest while creeping to the bathroom.  Once inside, she scrubbed all of the ink off her skin, and bandaged the red slit shut.  

Narcissa and her soulmate were okay.  That was all that mattered.  Everything was alright.  At least for now.  But now was the only thing Narcissa could bear to think about.  

---

After that one night, Narcissa’s soulmate never hurt themselves like that again.  But that didn’t mean they weren’t hurting.   Narcissa could tell they were hurting themselves in other ways.  

She tried to help.  She wrote reminders every few hours, telling her soulmate to eat, and drink water.  She wrote encouraging messages, and doodled across their skin.  

But still, Narcissa would feel her stomach growl with hunger, and her tongue beg for more water.  She felt her eyes grow heavy even though she had slept almost 10 hours the night before.  Her soulmate just didn’t care, and there was nothing Narcissa could do. 

They would talk to each other constantly, ranting about their day, or commenting about something they saw.  Narcissa grew much closer to the person she had never even seen the face of. Closer to them then anyone else she had ever known.  

Even her grandfather. 

Narcissa had a very strained relationship with her grandfather.  She knew deep down he loved her, but he had a hard time showing it.  He was caught in a life of crime, and there was no way out.  

He had been an arms dealer for years, selling guns and other weapons on the black market.  He made a lot of money, but not a lot of friends.  He was a bitter old man, who took all of his anger out on Narcissa.  He had never hit her, but his words were hard enough. 

Narcissa knew she was being abused, and belittled, and manipulated, but she always ended up excusing his actions. Or even worse, sometimes she would place the blame on herself.  She knew she was in a bad situation, but it was one she was stuck in. 

Narcissa talked about him lots with her soulmate.  It turned out, they had a similar situation with their parents.  

Mistreated, abused, bullied, shamed. 

The two escaped into their skin, engrossed with each other.  They held each other right through the pain and the tears.  Though at times, both of them desperately wanted to, they held strong and never hurried themselves for fear of hurting the other. 

---

One day, the straw finally snapped for Narcissa. She was 17 now, and old enough to live her own life. Old enough to understand what her grandfather gave her wasn’t love, it was trauma.  

After he yelled at her for an hour straight because she put a book in the wrong bookshelf, Narcissa decided she had taken enough. 

Can we go?  She desperately scrawled across her ankle. Can we escape these sorry excuses for lives?

Her soulmate wrote back a few minutes later. What do you mean?

We’re old enough to live on our own. Why are we forcing ourselves to live with these people who treat us so terribly. Why don’t we just run away together?

Ok. The reply shocked Narcissa. She had been expecting them to try and convince her otherwise, make her see the absurdity. Not agree.  But Narcissa was glad they agreed. They both deserved a chance to start over. To make a life for themselves, and do it right. 

You will?

With you?  Of course I will silly. I’ve been waiting years for me to ask

When?   When can we leave?

Whenever your ready

A week, Narcissa declared, I’ll meet you in a week at Gatlon City, at the train station

Ok.   I’ll be there, I promise, her soulmate wrote. 

Me too. Narcissa grinned. She was finally escaping. Finally starting fresh. Finally leaving her grandfather to be with someone who truly cared.  Narcissa couldn’t wait.

---

Narcissa creaked the door open, cringing as the hinges squealed loudly. 

“Just where do you think you’re going?”  Her grandfather slurred from the couch. 

Shitshitshitshit, Narcissa though. She was caught.  She was never going to escape her life.

“I told you earlier this week I’m going to a friends house tonight,” Narcissa said lightly, trying to mask her terror. 

“Stop lying!”  He screamed.  “I know that’s not true, you don’t have any friends.”

Narcissa cringed.  

She breathed in deeply.  She was already leaving forever, there was no point in lying anymore.  

“Fine  I’m leaving.  For good.”  She braced herself for the rage. 

Instead, he laughed.  “You?  You're leaving?”  He scoffed.  “You would never.  You’re too scared and dependent on me.”

Narcissa drew herself up.  “No.  You’re wrong.  I’m leaving, to find my soulmate.  We’re making our own life.  Together.”

He gaped at her.  “You can’t!  You can’t go to your soulmate,” he spat.  “You’ll live a terrible life.  You’ll be tied down forever.”

Narcissa shook her head.  “No.  I won’t.  I’ll live the best life I can.  Because I’ll be happy.  I won’t live in fear anymore.  I’m sorry you weren’t meant for your soulmate, but it’s different for me.  I know them.  We are meant for each other.  I wouldn’t expect you to understand.  All you know is hate.”

“So you’re really going?”  Her grandfather’s lip curled up.  

Narrcissa nodded.  “I am.  I’m making my own life, as far away from here as possible.”

“Then go!”  He snarled.  “I don’t want you in my house if you won’t see a reason.  Go.”  He picked a book sitting next to him, and hurled it at Narcissa’s head.  

She ducked, her hair ruffling by the wind.  

She turned to him, tears in her eyes.  “Goodbye grandfather.  I’m sorry.”  She threw open the door, and fled into the night.

---

Narcissa’s heart thudded in her ears.  This was it.  This was the day she was going to meet her soulmate.  She knew she should be realistic, but Narcissa couldn’t help imagining the meeting like something out of the sappy romance novels she liked to read.  

She expected the dreary clouds to disappear, and the sun to shine out on top of them.  

She expected to know exactly who was her other half

She expected to run up, into their arms, and kiss them like she had wanted to be kissed her entire life.  

But Narcissa knew how unlikely it was.  But, a girl could hope, couldn’t she?  

She inhaled deeply.  Uncapping the pen with her teeth, she scrawled on her palm, I’m here  

Me too, her soulmate wrote back.  The familiar loopy red marks eased Narcissa.  She knew this person.  This was her soulmate.  Everything was going to be okay.  It would all be okay.  

Her eyes locked onto a girl standing near a bench, her head bent over her hand, a pen tucked behind her ear.  

Somehow, Narcissa knew.  She knew this was the person she had been searching for her whole life.  She knew that the girl was her soulmate.  

Summoning every miniscule scrap of courage Narcissa could find, she approached the girl.  

She tapped her shoulder.  “Hi,” Narcissa breathed, heart pounding.  “I’m Narcissa.  I think I’m your-”

She was interrupted by the girl throwing her arms around her tightly.  

“I’ve waited so long to meet you,” Narcissa’s soulmate said roughly, her voice thick with tears.  “I’m Danna.”  

Narcissa laughed.  She realized she was crying.  “Me too.”

“I feel like I already know everything about you,” Danna laughed.  She swiped her eyes.  

Narcissa nodded.  “I know we’re soulmates, but I want you to know I understand if you don’t want me,” she said.  “I get it- not all soulmates are really soulmates.”

She was cut off by Danna pressing her lips to hers.  “I want you,” Danna breathed.  “You're the one who I’ve trusted with every secret I’ve ever held.  You’re the one who helped me when no one else could.  You’re the one who took care of me.”  Danna held their hands up, exposing the thick identical scars that spread across their wrists.  “You are the only other person in the world who understood, and actually helped me.  You were the hands that held me.”  Danna reached her hand to Narcissa’s face, wiping away her tears.  “I want you, and no one else.”

“Me too,” Narcissa whispered.  “Me too.”

Tag list: @novissa @thepurpledragon4444  @phobidawg @janisarkisian  @rvbell @lavenderbloo @redassassin  (let me know if you want to be added/taken off!!!)

[randaccidents]

Fractured (part one)

So I have fallen into another fandom! @mine-sara-sp‘s shadow people au is just so good though!

A while ago she posted a fic of a vexed Paladin and it got me thinking. This is where that thinking went.

TW: Blood, fighting, panic attacks (somewhat), manipulation

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Epilogue

The morning sun had just risen over the horizon and everything was quiet for once on Hermitcraft. With the recent glow ups in New Hermitville – literally, there was glowstone everywhere now – not even the sound of zombies could be heard, allowing all hermits who thought to find the comfort of their beds to have a peaceful awakening.

At least, for most of the sleeping hermits on the server, this was the case. For Wels, not so much.

The buzzing of his communicator woke Wels from his peaceful sleep. Groaning, Wels rolled over in his bed and blearily groped for the infernal device. Rubbing his eyes, Wels’ eyes flicked over the main chat to the two personal message chats that were blowing up his communicator.

Personal message from GoodTimesWithScar

[Scar] Wels vex alert!

[Scar]   bnghyt67sdzfgtyuopgtfjgkadsfxgchvjbknlm;,;lkjhaghjkl;’

[Scar] sorry Keloid licked my communicator

[Scar] where are you Keloid wants you

[Scar] I think Paladin died again

[Scar] youre sleeping arent you?

[Scar] please wake up

[Scar]Keloid is gonna melt me in lava please wake up

[Scar] wake up

[Scar] wake up

[Scar] wake up

[Scar] wake up

[Scar] wake up

[Scar] wake up

[Scar] pls this jrt is hgh they took my elytea

[Scar] wake up

Personal message from Cubfan135

[Cub] Wels vex alert!

[Cub] Avarice is looking for you

[Cub] ohno your asleep arent you

[Cub] Wels wake up

[Cub] Avarice is destroying my villager center

[Cub] Wels

[Cub] Wels my poor villagers

[Cub] How are you still asleep?

[Cub] If I know Scar, and I know Scar, he is spamming you right now

[Cub] Wels please if not for me then do it for the villagers

[Cub] … Wels I know youre awake answer me where are you

There goes his opportunity to pretend to be asleep. Grumbling, Wels rolled out of bed and began preparing for his day. He wasn't in the mood for anything in particular at the moment. If anything, he wanted to go back to sleep. Grabbing his tool set and weapons, Wels headed for the door. Yawning, he almost forgot to put on his armour before he left his mansion.

Shuddering at the memory of his last round trip flight, he quickly doubled back to grab the most important piece; the helmet. Looking at the rest of his armour set, he shrugged. Where he was going, and especially who he was going to meet, he wouldn't need any armour. Shrugging on his elytra, Wels jumped from the highest window in his mansion, gliding lazily towards the portal tower.

As he flew, Wels opened his communicator and idly flipped through the general chat, trying to pinpoint what needed to face his wrath for waking him up so early (the zombies weren't even burning yet!)

Hermitgang

*Welsknight's shadow fell from a high place

[Zedaph] its vex time boys

[BDubs] CUB SCAR YOU GOT INCOMING

[BDubs] AND TELL THEM TO STOP FLYING OVER NEW NEW HERMITVILLE

[Iskall]  I dont think they heard you

[Impulse] I think their working on Concorp things right now

[Grian] Keloid and Avarice just flew past at mach speed and knocked me out of the sky like some kinda vex aeroplane what did I miss

[Iskall] read up

[Grian] oh

[Grian] well their heading the wrong direction we can still warn them

[Impulse] there is no way this chat hasnt warned them yet

[Zedaph] is that Keloid holding Scar up there on the jet?

[Impulse] ...I stand corrected

[BDubs] GET WELS

[Grian] isnt today his sleep day

[Impulse] what

[Impulse ] aw man he sleeps like a rock!

[Tango] you know what this means?

[BDubs] NO TIME FOR THAT INITIATE OPERATION WAKE WELS

[BDubs] WAKE UP WELS

[Iskall] how do you want to do that man hes unshakable

[Zedaph] ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[Zedaph] WAKE UP WELS

[Tango] ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  WAKE UP WELS

[Impulse] ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ WAKE UP WELS

[Mumbo] Guys stop I cant afk in peace like this

[Tango] WAKE UP WELS

[Grian] Mumbo? Woken from afk? Impossible

[Zedaph] WAKE UP WELS

[Iskall] and here is proof that Wels cannot be woken

[BDubs] DOESNT MEAN WE CANT TRY

[BDubs] WAKE UP WELS

[Iskall] yo bdubs you alright? been using a lot of caps there

[Tango] WAKE UP WELS

[BDubs] I DRANK 5 MONSTER ENERGY AND 7 COFFEE IM GREAT

[Keralis] hes not alright

[Keralis] send help

[Impulse] WAKE UP WELS

[Doc] Alright Im headed over right now dont you run from me

[Zedaph] WAKE UP WELS

[BDubs] NO IM FINE YOU WONT FIND ME ANYWAY

[Keralis] hurry I cant hold him forever

[Tango] WAKE UP WELS

[Doc] I know where everyone is on this server

[Bdubs] CRAP HOW IS HE ALREADY HERE

[Keralis] WE HAVE A RUNNER FOLKS

[Zedaph] WAKE UP WELS

[Mumbo] How did you find my witch farm?

[Mumbo] How did you even get here???

[Cub] Wels I swear I know you're awake answer me where are you

[Impulse] WAKE UP oh

[Grian] ooo busted

[Impulse] I cant believe that did it

[Grian] my work here is done

[BDubs] YOULL NEVER CATCH ME ALIVE HAHAHAHA

[Tango] but you didnt do anything?

[Grian] exactly

[Cub] Wels hurry up Avarice saw the chat it is this close to smashing me

[Zedaph] did I just see grian flip his elytra like a cape while flying and not die

[Doc] GOT HIM

[Mumbo] Please get out of here

[Scar] please

Any other day he would feel guilty for leaving the Concorp with their shadows. But today he was tired and feeling a tad bit petty. Landing before the portal, he shot a quick message into the chat.

[Wels] Tell them to meet me in the sand mesa temple. They know which

Not bothering to wait for a reply, Wels set his communicator on silent and strode into the portal, heading towards the 'meeting place'. Preoccupied as he was, Wels never saw the stray shadow on the floor that detached itself to follow after him.

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Closing the door of the shadow temple, Wels began preparations to resummon Paladin. Reaching into the chest he had left, he pulled out an armour stand and climbed the podium, humming a sea shanty as he went. Placing the armour stand on the podium, he stepped back to make sure Paladin wasn't summoned quite that fast. He was not in the mood to deal with his ego today. Suddenly, he heard the door open and close behind him. That was fast. “Wait just a bit I’ll have your Shiny for you,” he yelled over his shoulder. Stepping forward, he prepared to summon Paladin and-

Wait. Keloid and Avarice don’t just, open and close doors. They smash them. The person behind him was not Keloid or Avarice. He turned-

and something slid across his throat, cutting off his breath.

Choking, Wels stumbled back, falling onto the stairs. Hands scrabbling at his throat, trying to close the wound, to breathe. Tilting his head to the side, he found an angle that let him breathe shallowly.

“Well, that wasn't what I intended, but it works great for my frustrations.”

Gasping, he looked up and met his bright blue eyed ambusher, idly tracing shapes in the air with its sword. Wels knew this shadow. He was so dead. Shakily, he drew his sword from his tool belt. His ambusher looked down at him through his visor and grinned, stalking forward.

“You think you can fight me as you are now? You make me laugh.” A snarl, and Apex was upon him, sword screeching against his own. Wels found himself struggling to push Apex away, to breathe, breath stolen in the face of a predator. “Good thing I need a laugh right now.”

Apex made a quick movement with its hand, sending Wels’ sword skittering up the stairs onto the podium. Wels barely managed to bring his arms up to block the next sword strike, wheezing in pain as it skittered off something hard. Pain ignored in the adrenaline, in the need to stay alive, Wels scrabbled backwards up the steps, forgetting his injuries, forgetting to breathe, anything to grab the precious sword that would give him a chance. Apex was advancing on him, he can't breathe, where is his sword?

His hand reached back, and he grabbed hold of something made of sticks.

His shadow bubbled, rising out of the floor to become 3D. Yellow eyes flickered open.

*Welsknight’s shadow has been summoned

Paladin stretched lazily, unaware of their surroundings. “Wels hey so about that death I...”

Apex stood before them, Wels on the floor at their feet. This was not normal. “What are you doing Apex?”

The shadow grinned at them lazily, sword in a resting position at their hip. “Why, just releasing some pent up frustrations on unsuspecting players. This doesn't concern you at all. Go back to those creatures you call shadows.”

They almost did. They didn't want to keep Keloid and Avarice waiting too long. But then they made the mistake of looking down.

Wels looked horrible. Paladin could see open wounds on his neck and arms, fresh from the fight. Wels’ breathing was shallow, but his eyes were hyper aware, shuddering between Apex and Paladin.

He looked cornered. Paladin took a step towards him, something tugging at the back of their mind. What was this emotion?

Apex snarled at them threateningly. “Are you challenging me little blacksmith? You’re nothing without your guard dogs following you.” Paladin’s shoulders hiked upwards at the nickname and they hissed in the way that Keloid and Avarice would when angry. Apex flinched at the noise, stabbing their sword downwards towards the floor to mask it, Wels’ whimper of pain going unnoticed in the tension. “You can fight me if you want blacksmith. But I’m not afraid of you.” The sword came back up to point at Paladin’s exposed chest. “You are nothing without those vex, and I will end you.”

They couldn't take those insults to his ability. Their ego did not want to allow it. But Paladin had survived this long with fewer deaths than expected because they knew when to quit. This was not a fight they could win, even if the pulsing knot in their chest rebelled. They stepped away from Wels.

Apex grinned, yellow smile flashing through the impossible corners of the temple. “Smart choice.” They moved, and Paladin’s eyes trailed downwards, locking onto Wels’ panicked ones. The knot in their chest grew tighter-

And in one stroke, they had grabbed a sword from the floor and stabbed Apex through the back with it.

Apex snarled in surprise, whirling around to face them. A clashing screech, and they were locked in combat. Paladin could see Wels dragging himself away from the corner of their eye and a strange relief filled them. Giving a threatening hiss-chirp back, blocked Apex’s blows, looking for an opening to exploit as their training with Wels kicked in.

Parry, parry, thrust, parry, parry, thrust

The rhythm kept them in the fight, preventing Apex from advancing while also retaliating. So it came as a surprise when Apex suddenly twisted its wrist and sent their sword flying to the opposite side of the room. Not wasting a beat, Apex leapt at them, sword swinging in a large arc that sliced across their neck. Paladin staggered backwards at the pain, only barely moving their head to the side to avoid a sword in their skull, sending a straight gash of light across their face. They click-snarled at Apex, whose grin only turned more predatory.

The next swing was intercepted by an axe, followed by a pickaxe which sliced across their chest. Apex barely stumbled as they charged forward yet again, pinning Paladin’s off-handed axe to the floor with one hand. Raising a foot, it was brought down with a snap!, breaking the weapon. A pickaxe at its shoulder brought their attention back to Paladin, and the cycle began anew.

Parry, parry, parRY, PARRY, PARRY

Slices on their arms, light and triangular particles spinning away. Paladin could feel panic start to settle deep in their bones as they fought. They had barely managed to keep themselves between Wels and Apex, but they knew this was a losing fight. A pickaxe was never meant to be a strong weapon against a sword, but they were determined. The knot in their chest would be too painful to bear otherwise they knew. They kept swinging and parrying, what choice did they have?

There is one choice for you dark one.

Bells and tinkling laughter. They knew who this was. The world around them paused, glowing a light blue like a badly rendered photo. They closed their eyes.

The sound of wings, of bells and tinkling laughter grew nearer. The intense sensation of being watched crawled beneath their skin, but they stood firm. They were made for the spotlight, it did not scare them one bit. Not even as the Vex arrived to speak to them again.

We can help you dark one. All you need to do is make a deal.

Keloid and Avarice had warned them more than enough for them to know that this was a bad idea. They snarl-growled at the unseeable entity before them. “No. Haven't I said this enough times? Go away.”

Ah, but you need help don’t you? Look at your summoner, so weak and fragile. We know that he won’t last once you go down.

That made Paladin falter slightly. “But he’ll respawn!”

Humming. But what if this time he doesn't? What then dark one, what then?

They were not thinking straight, they knew that, knew it in the shaking of their hands and the rush of adrenaline, the cold in their bones and the knot in their chest- no, the emotions in their chest that they didn't understand, emotions for their summoner; care? worry? They didn't know, everything was going so wrong-

Calm dark one. We can help. All you need to do, is ASK.

Paladin considered, actually thought about what was being offered. They needed help, they knew. They also knew that the Vex were strong and ancient. But the warnings…

“If I ask for your help, I want to know what I’m getting into first. No sneaky dealings of any sort.”

Laughing bells. If you insist. All we want is a chance to make a deal with your summoner. You will be the conduit to bring him to us.

“And if I don’t?”

You both won’t have a choice. One way or another we will find you.

Paladin ducked their head, opening yellow eyes to glance sideways at Wels. The man had pulled himself to a column. His shirt was ripped, used as makeshift bandages. Red. So much red. They made their decision.

“Alright, I’ll take your deal. Help me.”

Shattering music notes. What do you want us to give you, dark one?

There was no hesitation, the words drawn upwards out from him. “Power. I’ve been the damsel for long enough. Give me the power to protect my family.” They would have hesitated more, but that glance at Wels earlier had solidified a fiery resolve. They wanted to protect their family, and that included Wels whether he liked it or not.

Tinkling glass shards mixed with laughter as power stabbed its way into Paladin. Of course. Now, wake and face your opponent dark one, and remember our deal.

The blue fog faded, the staring spotlights died, the glass was swept away. It was as if the Vex were never there. But Paladin could feel the power rising in their chest, competing with guilt and worry and panic. With a roar, they released it into the air.

Apex stumbled backwards, the roar resonating through memories of darkness, birds, blue. Its grin became more of a grimace as they launched itself at Paladin again, only to be stopped by a sword. Where had they-?

Looking around, Apex noticed the glowing blue gauntlets floating in the air around Paladin. The gauntlets moved quickly, each hand grabbing the closest weapon. A blue cloak of the same colour had spawned out of nowhere and draped upon Paladin’s shoulders. Apex’s grimace flipped back into a feral grin. This was what a real challenge looked like.

They sprung into action, hacking away at each weaponed hand. With every hand that fell, another took its place. Every hit that did land bounced off the hard plating of the seemingly cloth-made cloak. But it soon began to tire, invisible strings softening its blows. No one else on the server had kept up with it this long, not even Killjoy. But shadows didn't tire, someone must be helping Paladin. Looking up, Apex met Paladin’s angered glare. But that didn't faze them at all.

What did faze them was the softly glowing blue streaks where they had sliced Paladin earlier. Apex hissed. Vex. That's where the blacksmith’s help had come from. They shuddered as the invisible threads cut deeper. Now that it knew what to look for, they could feel the Vex on its shoulders, weighing it down. It was time to cut their losses.

Apex faked a lunge at Paladin, taking the split second of Paladin being off-balance to make a run for the door. Turning back inside the doorframe, Apex took in the scene they had left. Red on the floor, pillars sliced into, Paladin running towards them.

And Wels was finally open. Apex grinned. Mechanically, they raised their arm, bringing out Biffa’s spare iron sword and threw it, slamming the door behind them.

Paladin howled, jumping to grab the sword. They knew they were too far away, but something carried their momentum forward and they grabbed the sword out of the air, tumbling onto the steps of the podium. They could feel the cloak folding behind them as it smoothed back out from whatever form it took. In that moment, all Paladin could do was breathe.

“Pal-adi-n?” The halting gasp of their name brought them back to the source of their current problem. Prying themselves off the floor, they hurried to Wels’ side, checking on his wounds. Wels was more concerned about other things, physically recoiling at the sight of the blue scars.

“Wha- di-you do?” The question came out gurgled, but understandable. Paladin could only helplessly reach for their summoner, voice pleading for understanding.

“I made a mistake so I could save you.”

Wels seemed to understand, allowing Paladin close to check on him even as fear swam in his eyes. “Vex” he hissed, before coughing painfully into Paladin’s chest. Paladin chirped soothingly as Avarice always did for them, even as the now known panic rose up yet again. Wels was in no condition to move right now. They could look for help, but what if Apex came back? They could try Wels’ communicator, but they had no idea which temple this was. They could be anywhere! What to do what to do what to do

A pricking in their arm brought them back to reality, grounding them. They cooed at Wels in confusion; they could sense no danger here.

Until they saw the lone Vex mob, sitting on the centre podium where shadows were summoned. It cocked its head at the bloodied knights below them, grin permanently stretched wide.

We told you we would find you. Tinkling bells, shattering laughter, a hundred gazes combined as one.

It's time to fulfill your end of the deal.

Blue particles, broken bells, the room bathed in a blue-purple glow as the knights held tight to each other; one protectively and one in fear. The bell tolled.

Not minutes later, Keloid and Avarice burst down the door to find the temple empty, clean of all signs of struggle and missing two fractured knights.

[godoftorture]

After the terrifying experience in my father’s study me and Evenki headed to my personal chambers to plan our next steps. Luckily, I remembered to take the secret rout to my room so that none of the servants spotted Evenki.

Théoden: Closing my bedroom door I sighed in relief, “Don’t worry about being found here, my presence is potent enough to mask your signature.”

Evenki: "My question is more of what ill find down there.." I see an visible smirk form on her lips.

Theodin: "Under my bed..?" I ask, i still dont know what she meant by that to this day.

Evenki: "Ah... no.."

I sat on the edge of my bed and rested my head in my hands. We weren’t able to find anything. Not with the short amount of time we were in there. I let out a loud groan,

Théoden: “I hate to say it but there is only one way that I can think of that will get us information on how to get you home.”

Evenki: “How’s that?”

Théoden: “I going to have to summon The Fates. They’re the only ones who would be willing to tell me anything and are the only ones even remotely reliable enough not to tell my Father about it.” I let out another deep sigh,

Théoden: “There are few small issues with this, though. The Fates are fickle beings, they might not even answer my summons, or if they do, they may or may not ask for your soul in return.”

Evenki: "You say that in assumption that i even have a soul." she snickers softly.

I roll my eyes in response.

Théoden: “Then there’s the fact that your mortal and any being in the Underworld would smell your soul for miles away. And on top of that the biggest challenge we face is getting pass the Furies’. They reside in the Fields of Punishment, which is where we need to go and if they get one look at you, your dead. They won’t ask any questions, as soon as they recognize you as mortal; as my mother would say ‘Your ass is grass’.”

Evenki: "That's such a dad thing to say." she mumbles under his breath, "So how exactly do you plan to keep my.. scent or whatever from existing."

I walk over to my desk and pull out one of my spare necklaces.

Théoden: “Here, take this. It’s one of my death charms, it should have enough power in it to make you look like a lesser deity.”

Théoden: “It will be enough to let you walk around the realm without being recognized. I should also get you a change of clothes.”

Evenki: "Well if im changing you cant be in here."

After Evenki got changed, I beckoned him to follow me through the palace. Unfortunately, we don’t have time for a tour, and I rush us to the stables.

Théoden: “The way to The Fields of Punishment is too far for any mortal to walk. So, we will take some steeds.”

And by steeds, I mean 12 large, black, flaming horses that pull the chariots of my father, mother and myself. They are truly magnificent creature even by godly standards. I glance over to Evenki to get her reaction, and I’m not disappointed. Her mouth is agape and she seemed to be in awe.

Théoden: “All right, let’s get moving.” I say in what Evenki described as 'Terminator esque'.

The ride to the Fields of Punishment went by uneventful, thank the gods. We did get stopped by a few patrolmen and deities who wanted to offer me their best wishes. Thankfully, my necklace did what I intended it to do and Evenki was not recognized.

Théoden: “Alright, are you ready? We must make it to the upper section of Punishment. The Fates like it in there because of the humidity, they say it's good for their arthritis. Unfortunately for us its where some of the worst people to have lived reside.

Evenki: She bites her lip softly, "Thats rough buddy"

Théoden: “It’s also about and hours walk. I have to warn you now that what you might see could potentially mentally scar you forever and temperatures are hotter than the surface of Apollos ass.”

Evenki: "I dunno my uncle seems to have done that job quite nicely.

Théoden: “Don’t worry I’m sure my necklace will make it feel like a cool night’s breeze.”

Evenki: "Well lets just hope the girls don't get perkyyy" she says as she exaggerates the t's and stretches out the word perky.

Théoden: “Alright let us get going. We will have to take it slow because I’m not sure where the Furies like to patrol.”

To say I’m nervous is an understatement. In fact, I am terrified, the Fates already give me the chills, but the Furies are downright terrifying. While they have always been... pleasant if you can call it that to me, I have witnessed their wrath and it is not fun. If they get one good look at Evenki, they will kill him and drag me back to my father. And while the premised of getting a beating from my father is scary enough, the thought of Evenki’s pretty face being covered in blood and watching the life drain from her eye is something that causes a pain in my chest and unknown feelings to surface.

I try to navigate us through the tamer sections of the Fields of Punishment, but the cries and screams of agony are still load in my ears. While I am used to this, I’m sure Evenki isn’t doing to well.

Théoden: “Hey, how are you holding up?”

[ER]

Théoden: I motion for Evenki to move closer, “Here stay close to me, if you see something that’s to much just close your eyes and lean into me”. I tug her closer and grip her hand.

Not even 30 minutes go by before I hear the familiar cry of a Fury.

Théoden: “Quickly, behind that stone!”

I pull Evenki towards a large piece of molten rock and crouch behind it.

Théoden: “Stay quiet”, I whisper.

A few tense minutes go by. I can hear the flapping of wings and the shrieking cries of the Furies. After another few minutes of silence, I take a step out from behind the rock.

Théoden: “Okay, I think they’re gone”. At that moment I felt a crashing weight hit me with enough force to send me flying into the side of a mountain. Pain exploded from my back and legs.

The thing I dreaded most rings out over the moaning of tortured souls.

Furies: “MORTAL!!!”

That has me pulling my body out of the rubble quicker then I have never moved before. I get to Evenki just in time of block a blow heading straight for her head.

Fury: The Fury growls at me, “Mortals are not supposed to be here, why are you protect one?”

Théoden: “I have my reasons, let us go!” I manage to block another sword attack heading aimed at Evenki’s side.

No other words are spoken as I try and block each blow aimed to kill Evenki. After a few minutes I can feel my body slow down, more and more hits land on me. I’m starting to lose blood. I have to use my last resort, dodging the next swipe of the Furies swords I manage to get in close and grab a hold of the furies face. Forcing her to look me in the eyes I activate one of my powers I hate.

The Fury screams and screams and screams. Like nothing I’ve ever heard before. After another moment she collapse to the ground.

I can barely look at her.

Théoden: “Quickly, we don’t have much time before she wakes up”. I grab Evenki and lift her into my arms.

Théoden: “It will be quicker this way.” I start to sprint the last few miles to the Fates favorite resting spot.

Wordlessly I set Evenki down and start writing ancient Greek symbols into the ground, I use my own blood for added dramatics.

Théoden: “Hear my call O wise ones, for I have need of your wisdom. Please, head my summons and answer my call!”

Silence follows my chant. And not so long after that the ground begins to shake. Three old women stood before us.

The Fates: “Well look at what we have here. Two young boys on their knees for us.” They crown in unison.

Evenki decides right now is the perfect time to crack jokes,

Evenki: "Actually if i wanted to be on my knees for anybody it wouldn't be for you."

Boys? Plural? I look at Evenki, if I wasn’t so tired, I would be shocked but instead I turn back to the Fates.

Théoden: “Please Wises ones, I need to get this mortal back to the human realm, would you please tell me how I can send her… I mean him, back home.” I closed my eyes.

The Fates: “Hmm, yes we knew this time would come. They only way for you to get the human boy back to the mortal realm is to escort him through Olympus and send him down the cage of metal.”

The Fates: “As you are not old enough to command Chiron sending him back through the Underworld would be impossible.” As they spoke each passed back an eye from one sister to the next.

Théoden: “What is it that you require of me? What do you want in return for this information?” I asked, hoping they weren’t feeling frisky today.

With that question the earth began to tremble, and a load roar could be heard from miles away.

Théoden: “Shit, that’s my father!” I yelled in alarm.

The Furies must have informed him of the fight I had with one of them

Fates: The Fates cackled, “We require nothing dearie, all we want is to annoy your father”. The laughed again and with a snap of their fingers me and Evenki disappeared with a pop.

Evenki: "Jeeze, old bags of shit--" I hear Evenki mutter under his breath.

[askyancy]

Bambam Vs Burger Anon

OOC: The following scene took place on our Discord server. If you arent on it already why not? Look what you’re missing! https://discord.gg/VRayPQs The phone is now back in Yancy’s possession. Thank you to folks who interacted with Bambam for the day!

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They tuck the phone into the top pocket, check themselves over. 7 shivs and a set of cuffs on their person. Nudging Sparkles and giving them two shivs.  "If I'm not back in 10 keep locked in, call a guard, dont get involved" "Im coming with you" "No... Stay here" "Bambam hunny..."  "No. Sounds like just one"  "But Yancy-"  "I said no"  "I'm the older sibling"  "And I dont care... stay put, I need you to hold down our fort in case they come for my stash anyway"  "..... If youre not back in five" Bambam leaned over and smooched the side of Sparkles' head and hurried off towards the bars, listening. Sounded like whoever it was, they were in Yancy's cell. fucking bitch...  They growled and shifted to the wall, pulling the drawers aside to reveal a hole and crept through, following the tunnel in the wall and moved a few bricks to slip into Yancys nook, sneaking through and then peering in, waiting until their back was turned.

(Below the cut: tw violence, blood, fight scene, character in danger of death)

Bambam grit their teeth, creeping through the hole and over the bed of the bottom bunk, shiv flicking out. This bunch of fucks wanna shiv their Prince of HTP in the back? They were gonna return the favor! Closer...closer... What the fuck was on their head? As they raised their hand quick as a flash the invader spun around, a shiv in their own hand. Bambam had great reflexes though, their other hand, also armed with another shiv, flying out to counter, the two weapons locking and they met eye to eye.  "Mother fucking burger bitch... Nice mask"  Bambam sneered and immediately threw their other arm down blocked by a wrist to wrist collide. The two struggling for dominance for a moment before they both backed off. A moment of silence as they stared each other down with mutual hatred before the fight began

The sound of metal on metal had Sparkles jump up and run to the bars, shiv in hand and ready to go. There was a yell from Bambam of pain, a loud latter around and the sound of the two inmates slamming against the bars of the cell before what sounded like a body went crashing into the tables of Yancys room.There was another loud crash and some yelling from Bambam "GET OFF! GET THE FUCK OFF BEFORE I TAKE YOUR DAMN EYE O- ARGHH!!" They cursed using a foot to kick the burger bitch off and rolled to the side, holding their arm, blood splattering the floor of Yancy's cell. Not good. Blood was a liability. "Fuckin cowards all of you. Show your self you fucking bi-" they didnt get to finish as the burger bitch lunged for them and another barrage of furniture went flying The sound of a shiv hitting the metal of the bars and then a yell as the crunch and splinter of wood could be heard "BAMBAM! IM COMING IN!"  "NO YOURE FUCKIN NOT!"  "YOURE IN TROUBLE!" "IM FINE!" Bambam yelled back, trying not to get distracted by the concerned sibling next door. More furniture more fuss. It was utter chaos in there and Sparkles hated just having to listen.The next thing that happened was what Bambam would call a VERY close call. 

 Their shiv went sailing from their hand and like an instinct the blade of the burger anon's shiv went flying back The two shivs collided, bounced off each other and went flying towards the two moving inmates, narrowly missing BOTH of them by mere inches The two paused still, slowly looking to each other at the close encounter ".... Heh... Not bad... ... too bad for you though" They smirked pulling out a new shiv and tipped their head before running at them again, only to get leap-frogged by the burger bitch who quickly ran over to pick up the two fallen shivs. Both of them now duel weilding. The two locked in combat, a lot of clanging of metal on metal, some yelps here and there as the two knife fighters went at it. Bambam managed to get a good hearty cut on the burger anon's arm, but with it came being flipped onto the table. As they rolled over to avoid getting shivved in the back, they brought their own weapons up into an X over their chest to block the swing coming down aimed for the heart. Grit teeth and a battle for their life as the burger anon forced down poor Bambam.... struggled so much for the one aimed at their chest, they forgot they were both duel weilding....

They listened as the burger anon moved about the room, dug under Yancy's pillow, grbbed something and then immediately bolted from the cell hurrying off back into the walls and gone. Bambam cursed over and over, trying to call out to Sparkles. Both shivs dropped to the floor, both hands at their throat and scrambling to try and get back to their own cell. tw details of injuries  Panic setting in at the warmth on their hands seeping through their fingers. "SP-.. ah...gglkkr... " "..........." "Sp..." It went quiet. Sparkles didn't know what to think. Before they knew what they were doing they'd moved like a flash of glitter through into the next cell. Stomach dropping when they saw their sibling.  "B-..BAMBAM!!!"  "sp" "I got you I got you.. oh gosh! Sweetie what did they do to you! YOU IDIOT!"  "g.guar...... pho-phon"  "Phone? Why do you want the phone at a time like this??" Sparkles scooped Bambam up hurrying back into their own cell and setting Bambam down on the ground, grabbing clothes, anything they could get to help stop the bleeding. "ward-...n.."  "Oh right yeah! Give... I got you..shh shh I got you... its okay..."

Sparkles fussed over the phone, tears forming, one hand typing the other holding Bambam's wound, laying them in their lap. "W-Wardens coming hunny.. Dont you fret... Looks worse than it is yeah? Y-Yer fine darling.. shh shh I got you" "hgnnk.... "  "Oh god your hands" They looked around, reluctantly took their own shirt off and wrapped Bambam's hands as well "I got you its ok... Did you try to catch the blades?" "nnnhnn.."  "Idiot.. silly fool.. Oh gosh... ok.. breathe ok.. stay with me I got you" ".....n...."  "Shhh shhhh shhh its okayits okay its okay"  "Spa-..... And-..andy... "  "Shhhhhhh its okay Mikey hunny"  "....... l-love...y...yo-...."  "Dont you dare '’ ".........."  "Bambam"  "........" "HEY! Stay with me! Wardens coming!"

The warden jumped out of his seat and started to run back down the hallways for what had to been another attack. On his way he called out for the nurses alerted for an injury. The lights in the cell block switched back on with a heavy hum, waking up those who had managed to fall asleep and alerting those still awake. "Open Bambam's cell!" He commands, a guard hurrying to throw open the cell door soon after. The warden briefly looked sickened at the amount of blood that was in the cell and the sight of the two siblings. "Sparkles what the fuck happened here?!" He steps into the cell to help pick Bambam up to relocate them to the medical bay. "We have to carry them to the doctor, hurry up!" The warden once again felt blood start to seep into clothing as he heard the dying breathes of an inmate in his arms. As Mr. Murder-Slaughter, Sparkles, and another guard disappeared to get Bambam to the doctor, a few behind stayed to quiet down the rest of the inmates.

Bambam was still awake, but groggy, arm falling slack at their side, wavering about as the Warden hurried them along. Sparkles hopping up and hurrying after them, filling the Warden in on everything as they ran. "There was an intruder into Yancy's cell Warden. There's a way to jimmy the locks if you're lucky. One of Bambams shivs got it open, they hurried out, weren't thinking" a lie? Maybe? Hard to tell, covering something else  maybe. Probably gotten in another way but far be it from the sibling to rat out Bambam right now.

"One of the ones attacking Yancy was in there for something. Bambam was keeping watch, trying to find what they wanted. Got attacked. Sounded bad, lot of ruckus. Sounded like ole Bambam got em a bit back. You might have an inmate with some fresh shiv marks" They sounded hopeful. "B-But..but they god Bambam good... Must have got them off guard... Oh god... A-Are they gonna be okay Warden!? I cant lose them!!"  Poor Sparkles was so distraught they werent even elongating words right now. It didnt take too long to get to medical from here though thankfully.

[swearronchanel]

the durrells finale

Reporting live (not really) and simultaneously crying from Disneyland Paris!!

I’m literally not Fucking ready to say goodbye to this show! My heart hurts

but here goes nothing right

Louisa gracefully opening the window

MY SON LARRY IS BACK!!

Louisa’s sunglasses yes queen 😍

The family is all back together MY HEART IS MELTING

“No you’re too white” me @ the American government

“I did bring you all on an epic Greek journey, which we are still on” YEA BUT NOT FOR LONG 😭

Larry causally brining uP the war

“We’re not going anywhere” GOD ya really just want to be ironic and hurt me

fuck them nazis

HOW IS THIS THE END UGHH I CANT TAKE IT (meanwhile it’s only the credits)

SPOON MAKING LMAO louisa really needs to hook up with spiros she’s losing it

FETUS PIC OF THEO AND GERRY IM CRYIN ALREADY

stop the years pls!!

Aw Galini is back too

Margo has an announcement

“I’m less stupid than I thought I was” LMAO ME AFTER DOING A SEMESTER ABROAD

LOUISA CRINGING AT MARGO LMAOO

“I DONT REALLY REMEMBER” LMAOO LOUISA SKKSKSKS I FELT

Les showing up with the bottle of wine

HE’s living out of his car STOP

LOUISA COME RESCUE HIM PLS😭

“You’ve loved my mother ever since you met her” FUCK YEA LES IS RIGHT

SPIROS PLS MY LOVE COME BAck to MRS DURRELLS

this play is gonna be a shit show I love it

LMAO NIKOS

I need me a Greek babe

“You’re a siren” “obviously” wow I missed Florence 😂

SPIROS IS BACK😭

“I’m realizing that precious things end” THE PAIN THIS IS CAUSING ME

SPIROS IS SO IN LOVE STOP

“LOUISA.. LOUISA..LOUISA” JUST KISS ALREADY !!!

LUGA DAMN IT STOP COCKBLOCKING LMAOO

Theo don’t come with the bad news already please

“Look at me” fuck Theo is so serious and it’s paining him to say it 😭

also not the time to say but I love that he has a pimp cane

Theo can’t even tell Gerry the truth this is so subtly painful

SEX WORSHIP

I love how everyone including Florence knows Margo is planning to have sex LMAO

THE CYCLOPS MASK LMFSO ITLL BE IN MY NIGHTMARES

oh shit here comes the fascism fuck

THE TYPEWRITER TOO?

ya have to blast, just take spiros with u

“AND THE EGG WOMAN AT THE MARKET” LMFAOOOOO STOPPP SHE TOLD EVERYONE

hide your kids hide your wife hide your wireless

“You’ve been so good to me Theo” stop Gerry 😭

They’re Setting animals free I can’t deal with this

i am so emotional

Louisa is in such denial that they’ll have to leave and honestly SO AM I

“Like you and Spiros” RIGHT!! THEYRE SO IN LOVE

4 seasons later and I still want white pants like Louisa’s

Florence really said ill expose your medical records LMAO

“Louisa” GET A ROOM YOU TOO

LOUISA WTF WHY SAY NO? GO TAKE HIM TO BED RN

"Where do you want to go? .."To heaven"..”I know the way.." Im going to have some type of aneurysm I can’t deal like  GOD THIS IS ALL IVE WANTED!! THEYRE SO LOVEY AND HAPPY AND UGHSH WHY CANT THIS LAST FORVER

BUT HERE COMES ANOTHER COCKBLOCKER ..OF COURSE

BASIL WAS KILLED? OH SHIT WHAT

oh my I didn’t expect that 😭

“I’m afraid we have to leave Corfu” 💔 knife in my heart

“Come with us” PLEASE DO

“We still have a future” her heart is breaking and so is mine !!

SPIROS NO! COME BACK! PLEASE

I feel my heart literally throbbing in pain

AUNT HERMONIE’S GHOST!! BASIL’S TOO! STOP THIS (I knew ThTs the only way she could’ve been in this but still!! Shook)

Louisa is going to run after her man now right

.. or not

Margo says some secretly wise things every now and again

“The house.. breathing”

They’re all restless in bed & so am I right now bc this is too much for me

I literally have CHEST PAIN RIGHT NOW JUST BC I KNOW WHATS COMING

Larry as a spy is killing me lmao

All these people came to see the play😭😭

Even Pavlos!

LMAOO THIS REMINDS ME OF WHEN MY BROTHER WAS IN THE ODYSSEY FOR SOME EVENT IN HS - ISSA SHIT SHOW AND IM LIVING FOR IT

FUCK IT’s HAPPENING NOW

CONFRONT YOUR MAN LOUISA !!  

THE RUNNING ! THE WHITE CLOTHES ! THE BEACH ! THIS IS BEAUTIFULLY CINEMATIC

FUCK SHE JUST RAN UP AND KISSED HIM GOD SHSJSJWMS OMF FF

HE’S LIFTING HER OFF THE GROUND!!

WHAT A PERFECT KISS

“I LOVE YOU” ..“I LOVE YOu” I LOVE THIS!

“..A bed not too big so we’re always touching”

SOMEONE CALL 911 I AM NOT BREATHING JAJSSJJS FUCKKKKKK

“ I can’t go with you to England” I AM WEEPING

THE WAY SHE FELL I CANT

I KNEW IT WAS HAPPENING BUT IT HURTS SO BADDDDD

“You’ll be beautiful and complicated “ FUCK ME I WANNA JUMP OFF A CLIFF

“You’ll go on and spread the magic and I won’t be here”

“You will Be here” I THINK I AM HAVING AN ANNERYUSM

“Has it all been for nothing?” CAN U KILL ME

“Would you change it for us never having met..?” JESUS LORD PLEASE TAKE ME NOW I CANT TAKE THIS

THEYRE HOLDING EACH OTHER ON THE BEACH AND CRYING

OH MY GOD

OH MY GOD

NO ONE IS HOLDING ME AND IM CRYING 😭😭

WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK

YOU CANT JUST BREAK MY HEART AND GO

 ZOLATN PULLED UP

IM WEAK LMAOO HE CAME FOR MARGO I LOVE IT

BUT THE LAUGHS WONT REPAIR MY SHATTERED HEART

THERE’S NO COMING BACK AFTER THAT LOUISA AND SPIROS MOMENT

but Margo and Zoltan are actually cute

LMAO THEY ALREADY HOOKED UP IM PROUD SJSKKS

But deadass my heart is beating so fast and I’m in pain I can not and will not recover

Larry throwing the script is a mood

Louisa’s monologue I literally want to fling myself into the sun

“For us this has been quite a journey..” 😭😭😭😭

Sven and the damn accordion

“There’s been a lot of messy love since we got here” YOU THINK

! ! they’re all sitting angelically in the Ionian Sea and this is killing me ! ! ! !

Larry isn’t going 😭 spiros will protect

“To the future” PLEASE LET THERE BE A FUTURE ONE DAY ITV I NEED IT

LUGA KISSING LESLIE’S HEAD BROKE ME FURTHER ..HER FAV CHILD

Spiros and Louisa Hugging I just can’t

I can’t do this

I need an inhaler and I don’t even have asthma

I’m drowning in my tears 😭😭

This isn’t fair how can it just BE OVER NOW?$/!/‘s?!?!?

I felt like they weren’t going to show them leaving and now I can continue life in denial and pretend they don’t leave and everyone lived happily ever after !!

I’m not okay at all obviously

I just-

[chelleaslin]

Lukadrien June 2019 Day 13- Meeting in Secret

@miraculouschallenges

Part 4 in my Lukadrien story.

Luka’s head was whirling. It had been 4 hours after Ladybug and Chatnoir defeated the Akuma and freed him from Nawkmoths possessions. Yet, he still couldn’t wrap his head around what happen.

He remembered chasing Marinette to the top deck because she was chasing Chatnoir. She ran ahead of him and disappeared, he looked everywhere for her but he couldn’t find her. He remembered feeling suffocated, like he was in some kind of nightmare. Then, Juleka was there but he couldn’t stop panicking, suddenly though, there was a voice in his head.

It told him that he’d give him the power to forever keep his loved ones by his side, no one would leave him anymore.

It sounded perfect, almost too good to be true. Then came his end of the bargain, he wanted Ladybug and Chatnoir’s Miraculous’. It was then that Lukas foggy brain recognised the voice to be Hawkmoth. No, he couldn’t do that! He remembered trying to fight but to no advail, sunddenly, everything went dark.

That was the last thing he remembered.

He woke up at the feet of Ladybug amd Chatnoir, the pair were fist bumping. His head was ponding and his body felt a little tired and stiff, like he had just ran a marathon.

“W-where am I?” He slowly groaned as he tried to stand up. He stumbled a little only to be caught by Chatnoir.

“You were akumatised but don’t worry, your safe now.” He answered sadly, his eyes looked so pained and Luka couldn’t understand why. Lukas own eyes widen, Chatnoir words only just sunk in. Oh god, he let himself get akumatised, did he hurt people? The last thing he remebers was panicked then Juleka tried to help him and-

“Oh god! Juleka!” He cried, he whipped his head around everywhere but he couldn’t see her.

“Hey, it’s okay. Juleka’s your sister right? Purple hair?” Ladybug asked. Luka nodded. “The Akuma captured her but my Miraculous Ladybug would have taken her safety back home.” She smiled kindly.

“Thank you!” He croaked out, his eyes tearey. “Both of you.”

“It’s fine.” Ladybug smiled softly, “let me take you home-“

“I’ll do it.” Chatnoir butted in. Ladybug paused for a second giving Chatnoir an odd look. She opened her mouth, most likely to refuse his offer but he wasn’t taking no for an answer, “come on Luka.” He addressed to the teenager, still kneeling on the ground. Wordlessly, Luka took Chatnoir’s out stretched hand.

The second their hands touched, Lukas brow furrowed. There was something hauntedly familiar about his hand, the way it fit perfectly in his own. Chatnoir pulled him to his feet, they were now stand almostchest to chest. Luka looked down at Chat, was this hero always this short?

“Are you okay?” He looked at Luka with familiar, loving eyes. Luka’s head pulsed, he didn’t know if it was from the weird sense of déjà vu, The boy in front of him was giving him or the fact that he was recently akumatised. He stumbled a little as he closed his eyes, a dizzy spell over taking him. “Woah!” Chat gasped,wrapping his arms around Lukas waist and holding him still.

Suddenly every single one of Luka’s nerves felt like they had just been set alight. His heart started hammering hard and fast inside his chest that he was actually momentarily worried for his health. What was wrong with him? The only person that ever made him feel like this was Adrien and- Wait. Luka froze up, all his muscle tense. It couldn’t be, could it?

He took a step back and squinted his eyes at Chatnoir. Adrien’s hair was almost always perfect but he had seen it the few rare times it had been messy, and Chatnoir’s wild locks were almost spot on to that image in his mind.

On closer expection, he realised that, although Chatnoir’s eye were very catlike, they held the same soft glance in it that Adrien showed him, that he was showing him right now. He gasped as realiseation set in, his mouth gaping before he came to his senses.

“You’re-“ He was cut off my Chat, who looks very panicked.

“Yes, I’m going to take you home. Let’s go.” With out another word, he scouted Luka up in his arms and catapulted himself onto a nearby roof, ready to run towards the Seine River, to the Liberty.

The travel back to his home was silent. Chatnoir, Adrien, refused to speak. Luka didn’t have the confidence to start their heavily awaited conversation so he too choose to stay quiet. On another note, he really enjoyed being near Adrien again, the feeling of his warm body agaisnt his made his reeling mind feel confident tenet for the first time in weeks and the familiar scent of pure Adrien made him absolutely giddy.

They arrived on the top deck of the Liberty soon enough. Chat instantly let go of Luka, must to his complaint, and took a massive step back putting some distance between them.it was quiet for a few seconds, both boys avoiding eye contact but still trying to steal glances at the other.

“Adrien-“ The older boy sighed, sick of this little game already. He had gone so long without speaking to Adrien, he wasn’t going to speak what little time he had with him, not asking the questions that have been burning in his mind for the past month.

A obnoxious beeping sound interrupted him. Chatnoir visabley relaxed at the sound, making Lukas heart clench painfully.

“Meet me out here tonight, 11pm.” His rushed out, his eyes begging him. Luka relaxed as he realised that maybe all hope wasn't lost for the two of them. Luka nodded at him, giving him a shy smile, Chatnoir blushed under the mask before quickly making his leave. 

This all lead Luka to know, 10 past 11, wrapped up in a big jacket and waiting for Adrien to arrive. His nerves were eating him alive, he didn't know what to expect, was this going to be a beginning or an end? Was he even going to come? He retrieved his phone from his pocket, unlocking the screen and checking the time, he was late. 

“Where are you Adrien?” he whispered to himself as he squinted across the river, not figure in sight yet. 

“Right here.” A voice spoke directly behind him. Luka yelped, whipping around to face Chatnoir. 

“You fucking scared me!” he hissed, hand on his chest as he breathed through the adrenaline rush. Chatnoir crack up laughing, tears forming in the corners of his eyes as they fell into a familiar routine. Luka found himself chucking along with the golden haired boy, his loud laughs contagious. 

“I’ve missed this.” Chatnoit softly spoke as their laughter died down. Luka stiffened up at his words, this was it, the talk. The atmostphe around them became awkard as they realised that this could be it, the end of them. Luka fearing that Adrien meant every word he said on that interview, that he ignored Luka on purpose and that he was only here now to tell Luka to get over it, because he cant keep getting akumatised, its making his life harder. 

Adrien on the other hand, was terrified that he wouldn't became to fix his mistakes, that Luka was over it and over him. 

“Why?” Luka found himself saying. “Why did you do it?”  

Adrien stiftened at Luka’s sad and desperate tone of voice. guilt started to eat at him as he remembered Lukas akumatisation. 

“I-I didn't mean to- they caught me off guard and I panicked, I was selfish! I just thought about what Father would say and made some excuse but I regreated it instantly and I wanted to make it right, I still do..” He looked up at Luka, fresh tears in his eyes. Luka’s heart ached at the sight of Adriens tears, he wanted nothing more then to wipe them away and hold him close. he might have the chance to do actions like that again by the way Adrien seem genuinely upset with what happened at the press conference.

Luka stiffened as he remembered that that all happened three weeks ago. If Adrien truly was sorry, if he really loved Luka, why wait it out? why make Luka suffer all this time, like he was nothing to Adrien. 

“Then why didn't you?” Luka suddenly growled, tears forming in his own blue eyes, tears of anger or sadness he didn't know. “Why come here now? It’s been a month, Adrien, a fucking month!” 

chat started to stammer at Lukas outburst, unsure what to say to make it better. 

“My Father, he wouldn't listen to me. I told him that it was a lie, that I love you but he-”

“You love me?” Luka suddenly cut him off. his body was in shock, sure, he knew that he loved Adrien but they hadn't actually said the words to each other yet. for all he knew Adrien didn't have those type of strong feelings for him yet. 

“Yes.” Chat breathed, shocked that Luka had to even ask that, was he that bad of a boyfriend? “I love you so much! Im sorry I made such a mess of things and I’m sorry I didn't try hard enough to see you and make things right sooner.” Lukas heart started to beat faster, after all this time, Adrien was finally saying the words he wanted to hear but how were they going to date now? a lot of terrible things have happened to him and his family since the rumours started. he cant risk putting himself through that again, he cant keep letting his family suffer because Adrien wasn tready to come out yet. he loved him too, with all his heart but he needed to put himself first.

“I love you too Adrien.” he smiled tightly back, Adrien’s whole face lit up. “but we cant do this again.” That was it, he finally said it. Adrien’s once happy face completely crumbled, his looked so confused and lost that Luka almost took it back but the thought of what the last month had been like but him right back on track.

“Why? Please! Luka don’t do this.” Adrien begged, tears freely falling over his masked face. “I’ll do anything. I’ll confess to lying, Ill tell them that it was all made up, please?” Luka sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose to try and contain his temper that he felt growing, Adrien wasn’t getting it.

“Even if you did do that! The picture of us kissing is still out there. how are you going to explain that?” Adrien was silent, he really didn’t know what to say. “The only thing to say is the truth.” Adrien paled as he clicked on to what Luka was hinting at. Luka sighed, lowering his voice to a gentler tone.

“I know your not ready to come out, I understand that its hard and I don’t want to force you to do anything this personal. but I can’t date a closeted person, no matter how much I love them. I already went through my journey of coming out and being with you, hiding and acted like I’m not thinking about holding you and kissing you constantly, it kills me. I feel like I’m back in the closet, pretending to be something I’m not to prying eyes. I cant do that to myself, I’m sorry”

Adrien was quiet as he stared out into the water below them. Everything Luka said to him running through his mind, along with a billion other things. “Perhaps sometime in the future out paths can cross again, that we might get our second chance.” Luka sadly choked out, their official break up only just starting to feel real to him. this was his biggest fear over the past few weeksand here he was, being the one to break them up.

“No.” Adrien suddenly whispered, Luka screwed his face up. did he hear him correctly?

“What?”

“I said no!” He shouted, he finally looked Luka in the eye. Although his green eyes were tearful, he looked dead serious. “I’m ready, okay? I don’t want to lose you and ,ore importamtly, I don’t want to lose myself. I’m sick of hiding behind a mask!” He started to laugh, although it held no humour to its tone. “Metaphorically or Physically, Plagg, Claws off.”

Suddenly bright green electricity crackled of Adrien’s body. The light was so bright that Luka had to shield his eyes for a second, but only a second, as fast as it appeared it was gone again. He blinked a few times, willing his eyes to refocus before he saw Adrien standing before him, the Adrien he remembered not the superhero.

Luka smiled softly at the familiar boy until he noticed a tiny black blob floating next to him. His eyes widen, his mouth gaping ever so slightly. What is that thing? It looks like a cat? He tried desperately to voice his concerns but all that came out of his mouth were strangled noises. Adrien looked at the creature next to him and giggled, rolled his eyes at Luka and grabbed his face and- oh, they were kissing. Luka melted into his touch, it was so forgein yet so familiar and he had missed it so much. He kissed Adrien back with all his heart, love and soul, hoping that Adrien could understand everything he was trying to tell him through the passionate moventmwmt of his lips. God, knows that if Luka was ever able to find his voice he wouldn’t never truely be able to explain exactly what he felt for the younger boy, their were no known words in any language, dead or alive, that could ever express himself with.

After a few minutes of sweet kisses and tender touches, the two teenage boys finally pulled apart.

“I love you.” Adrien croaked, it was only them did Luka notice the boy was still crying. He hurriedly wiped away his salty tears and gave him a loving grin.

“I love you too.” He whispered back, “I take back everything I said earlier. If your willing to try, this is want I want. Now and forever onewards.” Adrien’s face broke into a massive grin as he tackled Luka into a hug. He felt like the luckiest man in the world to be able to call Luka his. Luka was too kind, too sweet, too loving am just simply too perfect for him, he was out of his league! He knew that his mistake was one off and he need to screw his head on straight and start treating Luka like the god he is.

“I promise, I’ll come out to anyone. No matter the consequences, I love you far to ,Uh to hide it.”

Luka just smiled and kissed him again. After they broke apart for the second time, they just held eachother, both boys desperate for the physical affection.

“Adrien?” Luka suddenly asked. The blonde haired boy hummed. “Did I see a tiny floating kitten earlier or have I lost it?”