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sugarlywhispers · 16 days

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s.sanemi x reader (fem) | time-travel!reader x hashira!sanemi

a.n; it's placed somewhere before the confrontation with Muzan lol honestly, probably a lot of things are OC cuz i’m still catching up with the anime and i haven’t read the manga, sowy 👉👈🥺 — but i had this idea in my head that’s bugging me and i had to write it lol a.n2; this MONSTER was split into two 🙃 — next part will be posted next week. 😉 i decided to cut it there cuz next part is gonna be DARK and sad, probably not for everyone. so if you just like fluff, you can enjoy this part no worries~ next part is for the babies like me who loooove some tearing, ugly-cry angst with characters' deaths😜 (not Sanemi tho, that man will not die in ANY of my writings💚)

It’s been several months. Months since you appeared out of nowhere in this world.

Nobody knows why, but you haven’t been the only one. Alongside you, two others appeared. A little boy of six years old, named Riko and another boy of seventeen years old called Minato. None of you have ever met before you three appeared in the middle of the woods, right in the middle of a drawn pentagram on the ground.

You didn’t understand what was happening or why, yet your instincts screamed for you to protect them. And that’s what you did. The moment the monster appeared –of course, at the moment you didn’t know it was a demon– your body moved to stand in front of them to protect them, even though you didn’t know what to fucking do.

To sum it all up, the altercation ended with you pretty harmed, dangerously wounded, and in high levels of pain. For a moment, you thought you were in a dream –actually, a fucking nightmare. But the pain was too real for your mind to fake it. You lost consciousness holding the two boys in your arms.

When you finally woke up three days later, you were in what looked like a hospital gurney. Your wounds had been taken care of and the pain was low considering what you have been through; but still there, making you grimace here and there when you tried to move. The two boys flew their arms around you in a hug when your eyes opened and you smiled, glad and relieved that they were okay.

A man with black shoulder length hair and a scar running down from his forehead til under his eyes was standing a few meters with another one next to him. This other one looked bigger, taller and muscular, with spiky black hair and a prominent scar running horizontally across his forehead. Both of them looked… strange. They weren't looking anywhere specifically, but you knew their attention was on you three.

That first man introduced himself as Ubuyashiki Kagaya and he explained what had happened. Including why, or better explained how you came to be there. I mean, their way of dressing and talking said much. He also explained what the term Hashira meant, introducing the guy next to him as one named Himejima Gyomei.

The demon that encountered you and the two boys was considered an Upper Rank demon, still not part of the Twelve Demon Moons, but just as powerful; able to manage time and dimension. That way it could bring humans who didn’t exist in this era and eat them, smartly going completely unnoticed by the Hashira.

“There hasn’t been a demon able to do this for centuries… I’m glad we were able to put an end to his harm, before Muzan got more interested in its power. And that’s mostly thanks to you,” Ubuyashiki had said to you with a small bow in your direction; the other guy, the Hashira, also followed suit with a bow, lower to show his respect.

The girls standing close to the door in silence gasped at the action of the men, following and bowing even deeper.

You weren’t that stupid to not comprehend that what was happening was something important.

What he explained next was that thanks to something you did, another of the Hashira was able to find where you were and helped you three just in time. What exactly you did to make this happen was not quite clear to you. Or more specifically, Ubuyashiki didn’t detail it willingly. For now.

He explained everything else quite thoroughly, patiently even when Riko would ask something more than twice. He looked like a smart kid, but you could perceive how difficult it was for him to assimilate the fact that this was another world, another time period. Truth is always hurtful. In addition to that, there was no way of going back to where you three belonged. You couldn’t avoid caressing his head each time he asked again something, trying your best to comfort him. He hadn’t cried yet in front of you, and you were preparing yourself for when it happened. You wanted him to feel that he wasn’t alone; by the way Minato also patted the kid’s back and held your hand, you knew he felt the same way.

That same night, when the three of you were alone, you did have a talk with them. You had to make it clear for them to understand the main theme here: You three were in another universe, another world. And there was most likely no way back home.

Minato, being the eldest, understood. He looked of course a bit down, but he accepted the circumstances. Riko, on the other hand…

“So… I’m not goin’ to see my mommy again?” His question broke your heart.

Both your hands cupped his cute chubby cheeks, thumbs caressing in comfort, “I’m sorry, buddy.”

The tears were there in your eyes, yet you refused to let them free. Minato though had to look elsewhere to not let the kid see his tears.

“So… If the three of us are here together, does… Does that make us friends?”

“Oh, sweetheart…” You picked him up, sitting him over your crossed legs and hugged him, “Of course we are! We can even be family if you’d like.”

“I would like that…” His little voice broke and you hugged him tighter, rocking him side to side. Minato sat closer to you and joined the hug.

“We are going to be okay.”

It was a promise. You didn’t know if it was possible to promise something like that, but you did. You didn’t say it out loud, but you promised you would take care of them with all your being.

This is how your life in this new world began.

So, after a month, you have already settled in the Butterfly Mansion, helping Aoi, Kanao and the other girls with the injured demon slayers that came from time to time. You decided you have had enough with just one encounter with demons –thank you very much. Instead, you preferred helping the ones who needed after those encounters. It hadn’t been your choice completely, but after one boy called Kamado Tanjirou came pretty wounded, with burns around his body that no one knew how to treat due to the infection they had –not even Shinobu– you decided to step in. Your grandma had taught you a lot about herbal medicine, her also being a certified doctor specializing in dermatology contributed to the knowledge. It took you two days of constantly cleaning and applying the ointment you have prepared for his burns and staying by his side to control his fever and symptoms. He woke up on the third day and everyone hugged you in thankfulness. After that, Shinobu asked you to help her to run the manor alongside the rest of the girls. Of course, you said yes.

By the time Tanjirou woke up, you had already been told all about who the boy and Nezuko were. Their history was kind of harsh and admirable too. And after meeting the other boys that joined too, Agatsuma Zenitsu and Hashibira Inosuke, it didn't take much for Minato to follow their steps of becoming a demon slayer.

You were a bit worried if you’re honest. Riko and Minato had become the closest thing to a family, little brothers, in this time for you. Even though Minato was agile and hectic, you couldn’t avoid feeling worried and afraid something bad would happen. The topic even brought a discussion between you two that ended in him yelling at you, “You are not my fucking mother or my sister!”

It hurt. His words had hurt you, however, you could see the regret in his eyes after he said them. He was still a teenager, you could understand his swing moods.

“Apologize, now!” Tanjirou yelled back at Minato just as he entered the kitchen, where you and Minato were discussing. “She might not be related by blood to you, but she almost died for you when you appeared here. She has cared for you and Riko more than anyone since you have been here... Y/N might as well be like your sister by now.”

The moment had been tense, yet Minato accepted Tanjirou’s words and apologized with his head hanging low before leaving the room. You nodded in Tanjirou’s direction thanking him and then sighed.

That same night you spoke with Minato, both more calm, while sitting outside watching the night sky.

“It wasn’t my intention to–”

“I know, Y/N. It was my mistake. I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that… or said what I said,” he admitted, playing with a little ball in between his hands. He wasn’t looking at you, but you could sense his regret. “Tanjirou’s right, you know… After everything we went through, you are like my sister. You are the only family I have now.”

You felt your eyes fill with emotional tears at his slightly broken voice and one of your hands flew immediately to his shoulder and squeezed it in comfort.

After a moment of silence, and with all the worry swimming at the mouth of your stomach, you said, “If… If being a demon slayer is what you really want to be… then you have my support.” Minato looked at you, face all lightened up with shining eyes that showed how excited he was. “Only one condition…”

“Yes, anything!” He interrupted lively, kneeling next to you and holding your hand.

You looked at him directly in his eyes, before saying, “There’s nothing braver than admitting when is time to fight and when is time fly. Promise me you will choose what’s braver.”

He looked down for a moment, assimilating what your words truly meant, and when he looked back at you he nodded, firm and sure, accepting your condition. You patted his cheek lovingly before he stood and ran inside, probably excited to tell Tanjirou, Zenitsu and Inosuke the news.

You stayed there for a few more minutes. You couldn’t shake the bad taste off your mouth at the idea, still, you took a deep breath to calm your nerves. When you finally got up to walk inside and turned, you saw Shinobu standing at the doors with a smile on her face that made you smile back.

“It will never go away…”

“What?”

She put a hand over your shoulder, reassuringly, once you stood in front of her, “The feeling that he’s on the verge of death.”

Her crude words made you recoil a bit, not expecting them at all. But she kept talking.

“With this mission we have, of fighting against demons, we can’t promise anything. We never know what might happen and would be just cruel to do so, for us and for our loved ones. Yet, you didn’t make him promise that he would be back alive. You made him promise to choose braver,” she smiled again, closing her eyes, showing content. “I think that’s a loving way to ask someone to choose life quite wisely… and unique. He will remember that now every time he is on that verge. He will remember you, and I think that’s the only comfort for you to hold onto to subside that feeling and breathe. He will choose braver.”

The tears ran down your cheeks freely and the squeeze on your shoulder suddenly turned into a hug.

Shinobu has become one of your closest friends since then. Sadly, she wasn’t around often, she is a Hashira after all. But when she was around, you enjoyed it the most. Shinobu taught you many things about what she did and her techniques, but always left you wanting to know more.

You also watched Tanjirou, Zenitsu and Inosuke train some days, now joining them too was Minato. Each of the experienced three boys had their own styles and their own techniques. But none other caught your attention quite intently as much as Tanjirou’s. With some sways of his katana, they would change colors. It was almost imperceptible, but you could see it. Sometimes, they were blue and white, which reminded you of water waves. Other times, they were a mix of deep red, yellow and pink; almost as if there was lava dancing around him and his katana. You became pretty curious about those particular moves. But you didn’t dare to ask him, so you kept to your work.

Now it’s been six months, and by this time, you’re considered a great healer. Especially after a huge attack that left you taking care of and healing almost half the Hashira men.

It had been chaotic that morning. Aoi came running to your bedroom, profusely apologizing for waking you up so early and begging for you to hurry towards the infirmary section. You dressed as quickly as you could and sprinted.

Three of the Hashira men, alongside other demon slayers and corps, were being treated by the girls, Shinobu included. She barked orders here to there to everyone as she tried to hold down a convulsing big man. You recognized him immediately. Himejima Gyomei.

“What happened?” You quickly acted, helping her to keep him still, or at least to try not to let him fall from the gurney.

“A fuckin’ demon is what fuckin’ happened! What sort of stupid question is that?!” A guy yelled from the gurney next to Himejima.

That’s the first time you met Shinazugawa Sanemi.

You were surprised by how tall and muscular he was, the gurney looked too small for him –just like for Himejima. Yet who of the guys wasn’t? Almost all of them were big and bulky. Yet Shinazugawa somehow looked different to you. He had spiky short white hair that made you think not everyone could pull that look and still be considered handsome. Everyone but him. And he had large almond-shaped eyes with purple irises that, for a split of a second, left you out of breath. Well, that could have been more thanks to the force you were using in trying to maintain Himejima as still as possible for Shinobu, right? However, it's the amount of scars on his face that got your attention. He looked like he had done this job for years. And when one of the girls helped him out of his bloodied haori and shirt, his body said so too. Plus the new ones. That was kind of… sad.

“Let go of me, idiot! I’m fuckin’ fine! Go help the others!”

Yep, no, he was a douchebag.

You choose to not answer him back and focus on immobilizing one of Himejima’s arms so Shinobu could finally inject him with some antidote and he stopped thrashing around. Of course, all of this under the yells, protests and insults of the guy on the adjacent gurney.

Once the big Hashira was calmed, Shinobu sighed tiredly looking at the guy behind you, who was protesting quite loudly. She looked at you, shrugged, and turned to help the other hashira, Obanai Iguro.

“Fuckin’ let go!”

You turned around to face him. Shinazugawa Sanemi was half standing from the gurney, pulling back and forth his own haori with the little –and completely terrified– girl who was only trying to do her job and heal him. And at that, you completely lost it.

“Enough!” You exclaimed firmly at him, catching his immediate attention. And everyone’s. “Fucking listen to me, we are trying to work here and your yells are distracting and annoying. You are bleeding profusely from your shoulder, which means you’re going to pass out at any moment now if you don’t fucking stop moving around and get stitched up. So, I suggest you shut the fuck up and leave so we can do our job in peace. Or shut the fuck up and let the poor girl heal you so your stupidly annoying ass doesn’t die and can get the hell out of here. Either way, stay fucking quiet before I put you to sleep!”

Silence. No one said a thing or moved for a whole minute, expectantly. Of what exactly? You’re pretty sure of Shinazugawa’s answer and reaction.

Your eyes were directly connected to his, both sets firing daggers at each other, trying to win a battle just the two of you were part of. It’s heavy, the energy around felt charged and ready to explode at any second. And you were ready for it. This was your place, your job, and he was being a problem to everyone with his annoying remarks. He had to understand that you were the boss here.

And he did.

Everyone was witness to how Shinazugawa Sanemi sat back down on his gurney, grumbling under his breath, but didn’t say any more as he let the girl finally attend to his wounds. Two seconds later, he lost consciousness. You rolled your eyes, approaching and helping Kiyo with the hot-blooded Hashira.

After that day, everyone showed deep respect towards you. You have tamed the Shinazugawa Sanemi, the stubborn and wild Wind Hashira, and that by no means was something small. The word had even spread towards the Master, Ubuyashiki Kagaya, who Shinobu told you had laughed so hard over what happened that he cried.

Therefore, from that moment on, every time the hashira gets hurt after confronting some powerful demons, you are the one sent to heal him.

Because you’re the only one he doesn’t protest against or yell at when you’re treating him. He doesn’t even speak to you more than necessary. He went from insulting your guts one day to not even looking at you on the other. It is weird, but quite honestly you preferred it that way.

Even after several years have passed, he still hasn't said more than necessary whenever you treat him. Only informing you of his condition for you to do your job. But the moments only the two of you share during his healing are spent in silence. However, there is one time he actually says something different.

You are applying an ointment on his forearm due to a burn pretty similar to the one you once treated on Tanjirou, very concentrated on your actions. Gently, you hold the inner side of his forearm as your fingers from the other hand apply the cool and fresh ointment over the burn in slow, tender circles. Shinazugawa never moves or makes any sound when you are healing him, which you find weird considering the deep wounds he sometimes appears with for you to heal. But even though he mostly never reacts, you still treat him with gentleness. You know his wounds must hurt.

You have been like that for a couple of minutes, doing your job while he stays silent. Until he speaks.

“H-happy birthday,” Shinazugawa suddenly mutters, making you look up at him surprised. You then look towards the old clock hanging high on the opposite wall, which marks the end of the day and the beginning of the new one. It is indeed your birthday.

Your eyes travel back at him, but he is looking the opposite way, his typical grumpy expression on his face. You smile slightly.

“Thank you.”

He simply answers with a “mmh”, acknowledging your thankfulness, and proceeds to not say anything else. You try not to smile more than the small curve of your mouth, knowing fully any other sound will cause another argument with this temperamental man. He was leaving with your permission in the morning due to an important mission. Of course, under strict conditions, he would have to travel with the ointment and apply it at least four times a day. He agreed, so you were actually showing him how to use it. The few small pots with the ointment were ready wrapped in a cloth over his bed.

After telling him to send Sorai in case he needed some more, you bow slightly goodbye before leaving the room.

The next morning when you wake up, you find a red benibara flower on your bedside table. Somehow, you know it’s Shinazugawa’s birthday present for you and you can’t help but smile throughout the whole day.

The worry though is still latent.

It’s been years already and the worry you feel is still ineluctable every single time you have to treat any of the hashira or the demon slayers. But especially with Shinazugawa. He is a freaking Hashira –and one of the strongest in your opinion– which means he goes on the most difficult and dangerous missions. He wins mostly every time, but he also breaks his own body with each of them.

You always worry for Shinazugawa, you can’t avoid it. It’s almost like a string always pulling you towards him. Whenever something big happens and everything is chaos around, your body moves on its own and doesn't stop until you find him. Sometimes he’s alright; when your eyes find each other he nods, a sign that he is okay and that you can go and attend to others. Other times he’s a mess; gravely injured, bleeding profusely til he almost loses consciousness. Those times your whole being only focuses on him and you don’t leave his side until he’s completely out of danger.

You don’t know how to explain it. You feel… like you need to protect him every time you look at him.

Is this… some kind of… love?

You snort, sipping carefully from the little cup of red tea you decided to enjoy in the manor’s garden. It’s barely morning and everything is quiet and peaceful. Mornings like this help you analyze things in your head you mostly don’t speak to anyone. Shinazugawa Sanemi is one of those.

How could this be love when you barely speak to each other? Clearly, it’s just infatuation, right? The man is hot –you have eyes, for god’s sake. He is a man who walks with a purpose, filled with a confidence you have never seen before. That’s very attractive.

Now, he opens his mouth and he turns into an ugly ogre. It makes you want to slap your forehead in disbelief. He’s always yelling and bad-mouthing at someone, right in their face. Always threatening to kill, destroy, and many other harsh threats. It completely infuriates you when he treats the training corps –who are too young in your opinion, just kids– like that too.

Even so, he never treats you the same way. Shinazugawa hasn’t even raised his voice at you again since that first encounter where you yelled back. Why? Why does he never treat you like the others?

“MISS Y/N! MISS Y/N! Master Sanemi is in need of your attention! Hurry!” Sorai crows loudly at you, appearing out of nowhere after the first shine of the rising sun appears on the horizon, catching you by surprise just when you are about to walk inside the manor.

“What?! Where? There isn’t any–”

And just as you’re about to finish what you’re saying, Shinazugawa falls from the air. His stane is as cool as always. One leg stretched behind him while the other flexed, his forearm supporting himself after the fall in that one as the green residue from his technique disappeared with the wind he brought. You frown, he doesn’t look injured, his clothes aren’t even thorn or bloody. You could have even bet he just appeared like that and in that position just to brag about his skills.

But he doesn’t move from his position nor look up, which makes you feel something’s weird. “Shinazugawa?” You look more intently, eyes really focusing on his persona, and then you see it. The controlled and almost imperceptibly trembling in his whole body. Oh, his breathing technique is actually what is keeping him so still. Meaning, something’s definitely wrong.

You drop your cup of tea and run towards him when he lets his katana fall to the ground and his body sways a bit to the side, almost losing his balance.

“Go find someone inside!” You yell at Sorai, who obeys you immediately and flies inside the manor.

Your arms surround the hashira’s torso when you approach him, helping him stand by putting his arms over your shoulders. You realize then how actually big this man is and as he stands, he towers completely over you.

“Hey, I got you,” you whisper, looking up at his face with both of your bodies impossibly close.

His eyes look down and find yours, but they look quite disoriented, and you know he’s minutes away from losing consciousness.

Shinazugawa lets a smart snort out of his nose and a crooked grin flutters on his face for a split second, which, if the action hasn't made you realize the blood inside his mouth and worry, you would have thought that expression was sort of cute, attractive even. But fucking blood is coming out of his mouth!

“You got me?” He whispers softly, tenderly even. He’s clearly in some sort of delirious state and that worries you even more.

“Yeah, I do,” he nods at your answer, his forehead then resting over yours and closing his eyes for a moment; but you decide that’s a bad idea when his trembling legs and your weak strength make you both sway back and forth, unstable. “Hey, no, don’t. Don’t close your eyes. Look at me.”

He obeys instantly, taking a long deep breath as he stands straight and more firmly on his feet. It’s clear his technique is the only thread that keeps him conscious enough. His eyes now look more direct at yours, after several consecutive blinks that help him focus.

“Good, good,” you repeat, putting all the strength you can around his torso as you press him against you. A smile then spreads on your face after looking down at your bodies stuck together. “You look like trash,” you joke looking up at him.

He lets out a breathed laugh followed by a grunt of pain and another sway in both your stances that almost makes you both fall, “Don’t– Fuck! Don’t make me… laugh…”

“Sorry, sorry… I’m sorry!” You cry worried, cursing yourself for your stupidity. He’s barely holding up and you go and joke about it.

He moves one of his hands then to hold the back of your head and makes you hide your face in his neck. It feels… odd. The tenderness in which he moved you. You could swear it’s his way of telling you to not worry. However, you think he’s doing it more for him, to ground himself. You then feel his chin rest over your head.

“Breathe, Sanemi. Breathe…”

You feel him take another deep inhale of air and hold it for a moment, before slowly releasing it in very tiny puffs of air.

“That’s it. You’re doing great,” you praise, and the slightly more firm grip from his hand on the back of your head is answer enough that he’s listening to you. “You’re okay. You’re going to be okay…”

You promise. Even though you didn’t say it out loud explicitly, you did promise.

And, after eight days of constant attention during the day, sleepless nights sitting next to his bed and caring for his wounds very thoughtfully when he finally wakes up, you can’t help but really cry.

You have fallen asleep, sitting in that rough wood chair next to his bed, body bending forward with your arm used as a pillow over a small space on the side of the bed, right next to his hand. It is what actually woke you, his big hand patting weakly and softly on your head. You sat back uptight, eyes opened wide as he blinked several times, adjusting to the daylight entering the infirmary.

Shinazugawa then looks at you, a tiny curve on his mouth resembling a smile on his face, “You do got me, huh?” His voice sounds hoarse, painfully thick.

And that’s all it takes for you to start sobbing and weeping like god damn kid. You hide your face in your hands, letting everything out as you bend over again towards the bed. His hand goes back to patting your head softly, comfortingly. He never asks you to stop crying; in fact, his touch feels more like he’s encouraging you to let it out. And you do.

Relief finally settles in your body… just as that other feeling that warms your chest and makes your body shudder with goosebumps at his gentle touch.

Is this really… love?

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sativaonsaturn · 4 months

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the signs in love (songs for the signs pt.2)

(check venus, moon, mars, lilith, juno!)

aries/ 1st house (a steadfast love): Love On the Brain by Rihanna (who has an aries venus)

“So you can put me together/ And throw me against the wall”

“baby I'm fist fighting with fire/ Just to get close to you”

“Don't you stop loving me/ Don't quit loving me”

taurus/ 2nd house (a strong, steady love): Real Woman by PartyNextDoor (who has a taurus venus)

“Give her what she want/ Give me just what I want”

“Last night, we were sippin' Henny and now we doin' deals”

“I'm lockin' it in 'til the very end”

“Shawty met a boss like me and put a hundred down on a condo downtown with me”

gemini/ 3rd house (an expressive, exciting love): Houdini by Dua Lipa (whose lilith is in gemini)

“I come and I go/ Tell me all the ways you need me/ I'm not here for long”

“If you're good enough, you'll find a way/ Maybe you could cause a girl to change”

“Everything you say is soundin' so sweet/ But do you practise everything that you preach?”

cancer/ 4th house (a warm, comforting love): Every Kind of Way by HER (who has a cancer venus)

“You're here with me/ Boy, it don't get no better than you”

“I wanna love you in every kind of way/ I wanna please you, no matter how long it takes”

“If the world should end tomorrow and we only have today/ I'm gonna love you in every kind of way”

leo/ 5th house (a passionate love): Part II (On the Run) by Jay Z & Beyoncé (her w/ a leo mars)

“I don't care if we on the run/ Baby, 'long as I'm next to you”

“And if loving you is a crime/ Tell me why do I bring out the best in you?”

“I don't care if they give me life, I get all of my life from you/ And if loving you had a price I would pay my life for you”

virgo/ 6th house (a considerate love): My Love Mine All Mine by Mitski (who has a virgo venus)

“Moon, tell me if I could send up my heart to you/ So, when I die, which I must do could it shine down here with you?”

“My baby, here on earth/ Showed me what my heart was worth”

“Nothing in the world is mine for free/ But my love mine, all mine, all mine”

libra/ 7th house (a storybook love): Adorn by Miguel (who has a libra mars)

“Just let my love adorn you”

“Baby, these fists will always protect ya”

“Whole world's in your eyes (when I look in your eyes, baby)”

scorpio/ 8th house (an all-consuming love): Work Song by Hozier (his scorpio lilith in 8th reminds me of this)

“No grave can hold my body down, I’ll crawl home to her”

“But I swear I thought I dreamed her/ She never asked me once about the wrong I did”

“If the Lord don’t forgive me, I’d still have my baby and my babe would have me”

sagittarius/ 9th house (a thrilling love): Lowkey by Teyana Taylor (whose venus is in sag)

“If I let you, would you make a move?”

“I want it but this ain't the right time/ But, damnit, you're so fine”

“Runnin' and runnin', ain't runnin' from love/ I'm so willin' to give it a try”

capricorn/ 10th house (a serious love): You Don’t Know My Name by Alicia Keys (who has a capricorn venus)

“There's something special 'bout you, I must really like you/ 'Cause not a lotta guys are worth my time”

“I see us on our first date/ You're doin' everything that makes me smile”

“Doin' more than I've ever done for anyone's attention/ Take notice of what's in front of you”

aquarius/ 11th house (a rebellious/ unconventional love): Take Me to Church by Hozier (who has an aquarius venus)

“My lover’s got humor/ She’s the giggle at a funeral”

“Knows everybody’s disapproval/ Should’ve worshipped her sooner”

“We were born sick, heard them say it/ I was born sick but I love it”

“If I’m a pagan of the good times/ My lover’s the sunlight”

pisces/12th house (a longing love): Blessed by Daniel Caesar (who has a pisces venus)

“I don’t wanna be there, don’t wanna be anywhere/ Anyplace that I can’t feel you, I just wanna be near you”

“Sometimes it gets unhealthy/ We can’t be by ourselves, we will always need each other”

“When I go, I don’t stay gone for long”

bonus:

venus in 4th (a committed love): positions by Ariana Grande (who is a cancer sun)

“Boy, I’m tryna meet your mama on a Sunday”

“Switchin the positions for you/ I’m in the Olympics way I’m jumping through hoops”

“Know my love infinite, nothing I wouldn’t do”

sativaonsaturn 🍃🪐

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opal16trash · 1 year

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Mario being a good brother comp, along with some notes for each clip

- "wow! You were great!" :)) showering his bro in compliments, so nice :))💖

- Mario defending/protecting his baby brother and still willing to fight Spike is amazing. He doesn't even care that he's taller/bigger than him, he will fight for his brother

- Him making it easier for Luigi to make it across the construction site :)) so sweet

- M protecting Lu from the dog 😭 for a second, you can see Mario actually pushing Luigi out of the way so he doesn't get attacked. AND !! Him throwing the bottle so the dog will go after him instead

- Mario kinda waiting there and seeing if Luigi made it down is nice, always like that :)

- he help him up, back on his feet :)

- oh boy the separation scene. Everything from Marios worried facial expressions, him grabbing onto Luigi and saying "It's all gonna be okay",, oh my heart. Cherry on top is "nothing can hurt us as long as we're together!" when he has the biggest smile on his face,, and Luigi smiles back with hope until he gets swept away 😭

- one of the first things that he tells Toad is thar he's looking for his brother, telling him that he went somewhere with lava and fog. Toad lets out a worried gasp, and Mario looks worried.

- "hang on, Luigi" :((

- Marios look of anger after Toad says "This guys brother is going to die!",, like don't even with his emotions, he is WORRIED

- The look of shock and fear that Mario gives after he hears "Then it's only a matter of time til he's captured by Bowser.",, thats so good. He's only heard nothing but bad things about Bowser. AND !! Again, he doesn't care that Bowser is bigger than him, he will fight and do what it takes for his brother

- the baby flashback :(( always had Luigis back since they were babies :((

- Mario is very much not happy to hear that the Kongs won't join them. In fact, he's pissed and takes control of the situation. "You have another way to save my brother?" "You, sir, have a deal! I'll fight ya son, and win!" He's doin this all for Luigi, whatever it takes to get him back.

- THE REUNION SCENE !! HE SAVED HIS LIL BRO :,)) OH GOODNESS MY HEARTT,, MARIO CLENCHING HIS HEART AND LEAPING TO HUG LUIGI,, THEN HE CUPS HIS FACE, PULLS HIS HEAD TO HIS FOREHEAD AND SQUEEZES HIS BACK AND LIFTS HIM UP HE MISSED HIM SO MUCH 😭😭,, CHERRY ON TOP IS "I told ya! See! As long as we're together, everything is gonna be okay!",, HE SOUNDS LIKE HES ON THE VERGE OF BREAKING DOWN :((

#the super mario bros movie #super mario bros #mario movie #super mario bros movie #super mario #mario #mario movie spoilers #dont tag as ship #Or ur getting blocked <3 #Anyways I pay attention too much to everything #And its great #Love Mario so much #Hes a great bro :)

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starsandhughes · 1 year

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Penalty Box Series— National Best Friends Day

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yourusername dear quintin,

i never had a big brother. i didn’t know what it meant to have any sort of siblings until i met all of you, let only someone who cared enough to protect me and clean up my knees when i fell on the sidewalk. i never knew what it meant to have a real family.

then you came along. well, i guess jack came along, but i knew you were different from jack from the beginning. you’d walk me to class every morning in elementary school until you left and made sure my french braids were straight before i went in. you helped me on all my school projects, you scared away bullies, you gave me your hoodie went you went to middle school so that “you could still walk me to class,” and in fourth grade, you officially became my best friend.

no one else will ever have a best friendship like ours, and i think that’s pretty special. we live over a thousand miles away and we still manage to make each other a priority. to quote kelly clarkson, “my life (my life) would suck (would suck) without you!”

i love you more than words, huggy💙

p.s. i can’t forget to mention how grateful i am for my best friend number two, @/colecaufield! i love you!

p.s.s. i also can’t forget to mention how much love i have for all of my friends. so to jacky boy, turcs, lukey moosey, jamie baby, z-baby, and many more (teammates i’m looking at you) (especially petey because he calls me every week), i love you, i’m grateful for you, and you’re not allowed to leave me until you die <3

p.s.s.s. to all my sons, fatherless or not, you’re all a delight to be around and i love and miss every single one of you!

p.s.s.s.s. dear jack, i’m (not) sorry i traded you in for the better model, but without you, i don’t know where i’d be. thank you for giving me the family i deserve and being my best friend from kindergarten through third grade❤️

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_quinnhughes trevor’s right, you can be a sweet girl! i love you so much, sissy💙 don’t worry, i’m contractually obligated to stay your best friend until i die and i intend to keep that promise

yourusername aw you sap!

_quinnhughes there’s my girl, i was getting concerned

jackhughes you’re concerned??? she didn’t tease any one of us in her sappy post

yourusername @/jackhughes stfu toothless i will shove you off the boat when you least expect it

jackhughes there’s my girl

trevorzegras we’re friends???

yourusername i mean i think so

trevorzegras that’s news to me

yourusername you’re lucky i love you

trevorzegras forever?

yourusername always🧡

jackhughes i just threw up so much i started bleeding

yourusername @/jackhughes that sounds like a you problem

trevorzegras um… anyways… i love you, forever🧡

user23 i’m not crying you are

user4 i’m just picturing little quinn petting down fly aways and making sure sissy has both braids over her shoulders and hugging her before class🥹

colecaufield i love best friend number two! can’t wait to see what movie you’ve picked for us this week!

yourusername it’s definitely one we haven’t watched before

colecaufield is it the new jennifer lawrence movie?

yourusername that’s not out til the 23rd!

colecaufield but i’m assuming you’re taking us all to the movie theater?

yourusername my home girl is back from the dead, of course we’re all seeing the new jennifer lawrence movie

colecaufield you don’t know her???

yourusername home. girl.

user91 i will never recover from this

colemcward i love and miss you, too, mom! i’m honored to be your and quinn’s son!

yourusername my favorite child! you should come visit! we got snacks!

colemcward i’ll see what i can do

lhughes_06 @/yourusername you shouldn’t rank your children

yourusername @/lhughes_06 mom ranks us

_quinnhughes @/yourusername no, mom ranks you first and the rest of us are tied for second

yourusername @_quinnhughes that’s what you think

user80 i envision sissy as like the team snack mom to far too many hockey teams

yourusername i do what i can🫡

_alexturcotte forever my favorite smoke buddy! i love you!

yourusername enough to give me back my bong?

_alextucotte not a chance <3

_eliaspettersson i love you, too! i’ll call at three your time

yourusername i’ll be anxiously awaiting your call!

user21 i’m perplexed as to how y/n manages to do little things with about 800 people to keep the friendship alive

jamie.drysdale i love you soooo much, ex wife! you make my life entertaining so please never leave

yourusername i’m with ya til the end of the line

jamie.drysdale is that a comment about my hair?

yourusername sure is ya bucky barnes looking ass

trevorzegras @/yourusername does that make me steve rogers?

yourusername @/trevorzegras you’d like that, wouldn’t you?

edwards.73 i miss you the MOST

yourusername aww i miss you the most! i love you!

edwards.73 i love you, too, mom💛

user2 sissy and quinn >>> jamie and trevor

jackhughes sap alert! (i love you, too, soulmate)

yourusername come cuddle

jackhughes omw

dylanduke25 team mom! team mom! team mom!

yourusername can’t wait to crash the team sleepovers

dylanduke25 wrong! you’re always invited to team sleepovers

lhughes_06 you’re more than my friend, you’re my sissy and i love you❤️

yourusername you made me cry you jerk <3 i love so much, lukey moosey you don’t even know

lhughes_06 i think i’ve got a solid idea

yourusername well it’s wrong

#penalty box series #penalty box series: bonus editions #penalty box series: quinn hughes edition #quinn hughes #quinn hughes imagine #trevor zegras #trevor zegras imagine #trevor zegras x reader #jack hughes #luke hughes #jamie drysdale #cole caufield #alex turcotte #dylan duke #cole mcward #ethan edwards #hockey imagine

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ellethespaceunicorn · 2 years

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Hold Me Til I Scream For Air To Breathe

Rating: Explicit, 18+, Minors - DNI

Pairing: Sub!Clark Kent x Domme!Reader

Word Count: 1.7K

Summary: For @sillyrabbit81’s follower milestone celebration; Clark needs to give over to his submissive urges, specifically he yearns to be tied up and owned.

Prompt [screenshot at the end]: Slow & Romantic, Tied Up, Clark Kent

Warnings: Subby Clark should be considered a warning, rope bondage (Shibari), poorly hidden Anakin Skywalker quote, oral sex (f/m receiving), cum swallowing

A/N: Unbeta’d, we die like people who tried their best. [I promise I am working on Bright Like The Moon still, but Sub!Clark though!]

Dividers by: @firefly-graphics

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It had been days of him dropping hints. He was sending me links to shibari websites, referring to me as Miss without provocation, and kneeling at my feet when I entered a room.

The man was relentless, but I understood it perfectly when he explained it over dinner. He was calm and collected, but I’m sure it took all of the Kryptonian’s strength not to melt.

“I save people all of the time, it feels nice to be so needed. It feels amazing to be in control, don’t get me wrong,” He looks at me while rising from his chair and coming to kneel next to mine, “But I want to relinquish control. I want someone else to have power over me. I want you to own me, Miss. Please, will you help me?”

His politeness always went straight to my pussy. This man could hold the planet but needed to feel protected, I could do that. “I’ll help you, Clark. On one condition.”

“Anything,” he whispers, already slipping into submissive mode.

“You give yourself over to me completely. From this moment on, until you can’t take any more, and I’ll be the judge of that, you are mine to do with whatever I please. Do you understand?” I ponder aloud, my hand ghosting across his jawline.

“Yes, Miss. I understand that you are in control,” he breathes, his blue eyes blazing in the low light of the dining room. Damn, he is such a good little sub already.

“Good boy,” I hum, running my fingers through his curls. Now, I expect a response and when I didn’t get one, I let him know what happens when he does the wrong thing. Grabbing a fistful of his hair and tightening my grip, I growl in his ear. “I didn’t hear a thank you.”

“Thank you, Miss. I’m sorry, Miss,” he whimpers, eyes remorseful.

“Now he gets it,” I purr, releasing my grip on his hair. “You’re going to go to the guest room. You’re going to crawl on your hands and knees. When you get there, you’re going to strip completely and wait for me. When your head is down and your hands are resting on your thighs, I’ll know you’re ready to begin. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Miss, I understand,” he affirms, looking down in servitude.

“Good boy,” I beam, getting up to stand over him, “Go on then, show Miss that you can follow directions.”

“Yes, Miss,” he says, hands going to the floor in front of him as he begins to crawl on his hands and knees through the house, looking for all intents and purposes like a cat stalking after prey. But this time, I was the predator. Watching his shoulder blades shift through his tight dress shirt, his perfect ass swaying in those perfectly tailored dress pants. The man was a vision of lust. And I was ready to tear him apart.

In truth, I did make him wait for just a hairsbreadth longer than I intended to. I took my time getting ready, slipping into some new lingerie Clark had never seen and dabbing his favorite scent on my wrists and neck. I grab the rope and my Hitachi and put on my highest stilettos. I walk slowly to the guest room, letting the click of my heels alert him that I was coming.

Entering the room, I see Clark kneeling with his back to the bed. Head down, hands resting on his thighs. My sub is so good at following the rules. And by the way his cock hangs heavy between his legs, I can tell he is beyond excited to start.

“Such a good boy, waiting so patiently for me,” I purr, stalking over to him and placing one hand within his curls and one on his cheek, “We have a few things to go over and then we can get started, ok baby?”

“Yes, Miss,” he acknowledges his understanding, turning to my hand to kiss my palm.

“That brings us to Rule #1: You don’t get to touch unless I give you permission. I will allow you this one mistake, but be clear that is the only one. Rule #2: You cum when I say you do, no sooner or later. Rule #3: If I ask you what color, you respond with green for good, yellow for slow down, or red for stop. Do you understand these rules?” I step back and raise his chin so he can look me in the eye.

“Yes, Miss, I understand these rules,” he sighed, pupils blown and wild.

“Good boy. To make sure Rule #1 is followed to the letter, I’m going to take away your ability to use your hands. May I begin to restrain you?”

“Yes, Miss,” he agrees, watching me as I pick up the red rope I brought into the room with me.

“Good boy. Stand for me so I can tie your chest and arms,” I croon, waiting until he was at his full height to kiss and nip at his jawline as I untwined the rope slowly.

I find the tails of the rope, holding onto the bight, and begin to tie the Shinju harness across his broad chest. As I tighten the rope every so often, I also tease Clark’s nipples with the soft pads of my fingers. I lean in and lick and bite at his pectoral muscles until he squirms. I connect his arms to the harness, keeping them straight to emphasize his chest as he is forced to stand straighter. I finish and stand back to look at my work.

“We both know you can get out of the rope if you need to. But in keeping with the rest of the night, I’m going to let you out of the ropes if you need to be rid of them. Color?” I prod, suddenly feeling the reality of domming Superman.

“Green, Miss,” he assures, cock bobbing happily between his legs.

I reach down and lightly squeeze the base of his cock and he whimpers. “On your knees facing the bed,” I insist, pushing down on his shoulders. I sit on the bed after taking off my lace thong and I put my shins on his shoulders. “You look hungry, Clark. Why don’t you eat my pussy until I cum on that pretty face of yours?”

“Yes, Miss” he breathes, getting to work with that wicked tongue of his. I don’t understand how he is holding himself up without the use of his hands, but it must be a balance thing. I don’t put too much thought into it as my focus is elsewhere.

Before I know it, Clark is humming around my clit at just the right decibel to have me screaming his name. He then laps up my juices as they flow uncontrollably from me, leaning back after I push him back.

“Thank you, Miss,” he says, ever the polite submissive.

“Such a good boy, you are, Clark. I think you’ve earned an orgasm,” I praise, getting up to grab the Hitachi. I play with the settings, letting the lowest setting stay on while I tease Clark’s nipples. When he starts to wriggle at the sensation, I push the head of the Hitachi against the underside of his balls. This is where the fun begins…

With his balls being stimulated, I lean down and wrap my lips around his cockhead, swirling my tongue. Clark groans so loud and for so long, it feels like his entire being will explode.

“May I please cum, Miss?” he yelps, his breathing fast-paced.

“Cum for me, Clark,” I confirm, watching as Clark’s tension ebbs away. His tightly shut eyes pop open and he cries out as his cock erupts into my eagerly awaiting mouth. After a few seconds, I realize he is still cumming and turn off the Hitachi, putting it to the side. I wait until his cock only twitches but doesn’t release any more spunk and I pull off of him in enough to catch him as he pitches forward.

“Clark, I’m taking off the ropes, ok?” I don’t wait for an answer as I make quick work of releasing his arms and sliding the ropes off of him. I roll him over on his back and see his eyes searching mine. “I’m right here baby, are you ok? I think that orgasm might have been a little too intense.”

“I’m…k. Yeah, in…tense. Thank you…Miss,” he stutters, a lazy grin on his face, cock still twitching.

“You did so good baby, I am so proud of you,” I croon, leaning Clark into my lap while I check his arms and chest for rope burns. When I see nothing to worry about, I run my fingers through his curls. “How are you feeling now, Clark?”

“I think a few brain cells are gone completely but it was so worth it. I think I was deep in subspace for a second there,” he smiles up at me, love beaming in his eyes.

“Yeah, I would say so. That means you really needed it,” I kiss the tip of his nose, “So, I think I know the answer, but for my own ego, how did I do?”

“You took such good care of me. I felt so safe with you. And the way you took charge and realized I needed to end the scene? That was perfect. I couldn’t ask for a better Domme. Thank you, baby,” He brings my face down to his and kisses me.

“You are very welcome. What do you say we go take a bath together and then watch some bad tv?” I smile down at him and wiggle my eyebrows at him.

“That sounds wonderful,” he chuckles and gets up from the floor, reaching his hand out to me.

I take his hand and allow him to lead me to the tub. We bathe and get dressed in comfy jammies and spend the rest of the night watching tv and cuddling.

**Tag List**

Henry Fanfiction: @astheskycries @enchantedbytomandhenry

Prompt screenshot:

#rabbitsmilestone23 #henry cavill fanfic #henry cavill #henry cavill characters #henry cavill fanfiction #henry cavill smut #henry cavill x reader #ellethespaceunicorn fanfic #clark kent #clark kent x reader #clark kent x black reader #clark kent x black!reader

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haecien · 1 year

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SEVENTEENS reaction to their s/o being scared/screaming about bugs.

Note: I have no idea who is & is not scare of bugs in svt... this is just my interpretation!! If there is a video/post about this tell me!!! also fun fact, a Cockroach was roaming around my room while writing

Warning: mentions of killing, the word die😭 all of this is jokes, none of these are real! slight cursing!

Genre: fluff, jst fluff

766 words 3,883 characters

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At first he thought you were dying when he heard your blood curtailing scream, turns out there was a fly just roaming around and it happen to just touch your face.

Now he has learned to carry at least 1 tiny can of bug spray just for you, it gives him a heart attack over your screams. He finds it a bit cute whenever you clung to him after seeing a bug near you.

Y.JH -

Same reaction for the first time of coups. But.... instead of comforting he just... almost teased you to death/j

He'd secretly hide those fake toys of bugs ALL around your shared house/apartment/...idk any living place lmao

You'd almost kill him for doing that, still gets you everytime. Ofc he made it up to you, he is still your boyfriend after all

" Hey... come on I'm sorry! I forgot to remove itt"

*silent treatment*

H.JS -

He would try to calm you down at first, if you were still wailing about the bug he would try and kill it or carefully place it outside.

He would endlessly caress you and tell you that you're alright

(Bro im giggling)

"Joshua i swear ill love you til I die" " Then die😊🤭" /j

(If ykyk)

W.JH-

Who knows he'll eat the bug, jk. He would prob scream with you, he'll act up like " I'll protect you! " then comes running back to you terrified

" YOU DIDN'T TELL ME IT WAS THAT BIG " " WAAAHAA I KNOW... "

Eventually he sucked it up and very "bravely" shoo shoo away the bug. BEGONE! " You know! I was just acting, I wasn't really scared... " " Totally.... "

K.SY-

" AAAAAAAAA " Wow is HE more scared than YOU? Yes, a matter of fact he is.... " You know i've seen tigers beat bigger enemies... yet you're scared of a single bug?? I guess you're not really a tiger. "

Those exact words, they made him furious and he quickly got a broom and vigorously whacked the bug away! In times of need you just made him question his identity as a tiger.

J.WW-

Honestly, would be kinda chill. He carefully took a piece of paper and a glass and scooped up the bug and placed it outside.

He asked if you wanted to play with him to help you calm down, you said yes NEVER wanting to set a foot outside right now. (Ok now imagine resting your head on his broad ass shoulders while playing and he'd run his fingers through your hair)

L.JH-

Same reaction as Wonwoo, BUT It would take him awhile to come down from his room😭the time he came down you'd almost started thinking of burning this entire house to the ground. (No reason, i keep thinking about the fluffy hair jihoon with THE black turtleneck shirt that's kinda tight)

X.MH-

So... Fuck it he's letting you take care of it/j yeah he's gnna flame that bug, BURN THE WITCH! If he mocks you about this you would bring up the thing with him and frogs😭(if you don't know I remember seeing a video of seeing minghao being scared of irl frogs but not animated ones ex: keroppi)

K.MG-

Hes a big boy... but he's just a puppy tbh, LITTERALLY LOOK (I got off track sorry HAJSJSK Free gyu pics ig HAHA)

Deff is also scared of the bugs too, poor baby just stood there frozen while the bug flew on his face. Prob had to call a friend to help you HAHA

L.SK-

You know he's gnna hit those high notes, who's going to help you both in this state oh my god. "YOU'RE THE MAN. GO GET IT. " the bug flew away before you both could even do anything " Sunshine i drove it away!! " ".... YaaYyyy.... " *dies*

H.VC-

" HANSOL... " he looked at you confused literally deadass holding the now DEAD bug in his hands " what do I do with it? Throw it o-- " "NO! " bitch I thought you were scared of it " ... ill just do whatever "

B.SK-

He gets scared easily too so... hajimalago/j would be sassy about it " Why don't you get it! You saw it first " kind of guy you'd end up bickering with him too much that the bug decided to just dip out

L.CN-

The only guy who actually protected you HELP, you'd move to another room and let him take care of it. He'd keep reassuring you that you were fine and that the bug was gone, no more bugs will bother you anymore

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bluemantics · 2 months

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hii, do you have any fantasy fic recs?? (btw i loved midnight snacks don't exist in space!!)

OMG thank you so much!! sometimes i forget people actually read the stuff i post lmfao <3

Here are some fantasy fic recs!

1. Take my hand (we’ll dive into the sea) by noblegambit

Mermaid AU | T+ | 5.3K

A mer has four gifts for humanity.

The tear of a mermaid gifts strength. The scale of a mermaid gifts invulnerability. The kiss of a mermaid gifts breath underwater. The heart of a mermaid gifts long life. If one possess all four? No one knows, for no one has ever possessed the heart of a mermaid.

2. til we meet the dawn by angstinspace

Knight AU | T+ | 75K

Keith is a mage and Lance is a knight, and they've been best friends since childhood. For years, Keith has known that Lance carries a dark secret: that if he doesn't kiss his true love before he turns twenty, he'll die.

Now only three days remain before Lance's twentieth birthday, and Keith and Lance are sent on a dangerous quest to rescue Romelle––who Lance believes will be the one to break his curse. ... But what he doesn't know is that Keith is already hopelessly in love with him.

3. I have crossed the horizon to find you by somethingmorecreative

Mage/Familiar AU | M | 36K

onight, The Wicked Nightshade was filled with a vibrant crowd, rowdy, loud, and buzzing in excitement at what was to come.

The Bonding was tomorrow, and New Altea was ready for it.

Keith Kogane, on the other hand, was not.

4. you build your tower (but call me home) by parchmints

Curse AU | T+ | 63K

In the land of Arus, the youngest Nalquodian prince—Prince Leandro—is hidden away in a little castle that overlooks the kingdom; a countermeasure to protect him from the Galran assassins that have sworn to take his life.

And in the tallest tower of the castle, behind a grimy rose window and under a dusty sheet, is an enchanting gargoyle that the prince finds himself compelled to visit every day.

Almost as if by a spell...

5. a warlock and a djinni fall into a rift by bwyn

Urban Fantasy AU | G | 6.2K

“You planning on explaining what’s going on here?” Keith returns, thankfully now standing so that he’s blocking some of the sun in Lance’s eyes. “Or were you just going to leave again? Without warning? Without contact?”

Lance smiles as though the words aren't a punch to his gut. Really, he should’ve predicted this, but…

“Could you at least let me sit up? My head isn’t busting through dimensions, right?”

Keith’s lip curls, but he waves a finger tipped purple with ink, and Lance feels the chains slide free from his neck, arms and chest.

6. breathless by zxrysky

Mermaid AU | 6.3K | T+

"You shouldn't go out to the sea at night," their grandmother says. She's in a rocking chair, old and creaky, her withered body settled with a shawl around her shoulders, wrinkled fingers gripping the edges of the arm rest. "Don't risk it."

"Risk what?" Shiro asks, eyes wide. He's fourteen, just a young boy, on the cusp of maturity, arms wrapped around his younger brother as they sit before their grandmother.

His grandmother pauses for a while. "There is danger in the sea."

7. steal the air from my lungs by zxrysky

Siren AU | T+ | 10K

“Read the news,” his grandma told him with something sad in her eyes, and passed him the newspapers lying on the table. She lifted him on her lap and turned the page, flipped through the black and white words until it landed on a picture of the ocean, wide and blue, stretching out far into the horizon.

“Missing people at sea,” Lance read out dutifully, and his eyes grew big. “They don’t come back?” He asked in a small voice. He couldn’t imagine- he couldn’t imagine just leaving. He couldn’t imagine going missing. He thought of James, barely two, holding on to Lance’s hands as he toddled along the ground, and shuddered.

“They don't, baby. These missing people at sea, they don’t ever come back.” His grandma looked old and tired, and Lance abruptly thought of his granddad, lost at sea long before Lance came into the world, and all that was left was this huge house.

8. Siren's Call by wittyy_name

Siren AU | M | 21.6K

The once bloody war between man and siren has come to a tremulous truce once the siren prince had been captured. The people of Altea retreated, and mankind was once more free to roam the sea. Shackled and locked away within a mountain cavern, the prince watches, and he waits. Biding his time.

Keith has never truly fit in, no matter how much he’s tried. Ever since Shiro found him, wild and alone in the northern mountains, something has burned deep inside him, something dangerous and terrifying. A simmering need for something more. To protect those he loves. To tear apart those who hide behind falsities and carefully sculpted smiles. Those who hide behind laws of their own creation.

Two beasts, shackled and bound, each in their own way. Keys to each other’s freedom.

9. It Never Rains on Saturday by TheLegendOfChel

Demon AU | T+ | 22K

In the magical kingdom of Altea lies an ominous tower filled with monsters. Every day, adventurers battle through the tower’s levels in a never-ending quest to slay the Demon King who lives at the very top.

Lance, a talented archer, is one such adventurer. However, Lance doesn’t want to kill the Demon King.

Lance wants to marry him.

10. The Fallen and the Wandering by creeshtar

Gen Fantasy | T+ | 106K

Keith was born into a world of ice and darkness, with no sun to rise or stars to shine. In spite of humanity’s best efforts, the world is meeting a slow, but certain doom, which can only be stopped if the sun is found and replaced in the sky. Keith, meanwhile, is content to collect stars and eventually replace them in the sky, alongside a new partner that he can’t seem to help but gravitate towards--until a mysterious person with inhuman power goes on a warpath to find the sun for herself. Keith and his partner are unwittingly thrown into the race to find the sun first, only for Keith to discover, to his dismay, that it may be closer than he could’ve ever wanted.

I lovvvee fantasy aus! Thanks for the ask <3

#voltron #ask bluemantics #send asks!#lance mcclain #keith kogane #klance #vld #klance fic #lance voltron #klance fanfiction #keith vld #bluemantics recs fics #klance fic recs #fantasy klance

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one-loud-mind · 1 year

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Stucky Deserved Better

Stucky truly is the biggest missed opportunity in the MCU and I will take no criticisms on this.

Steve's motivations in every Captain America movie always revolve around Bucky one way or another. CA:TFA? Steve goes against his commander's orders and risks his spot in the military to save Bucky. When Bucky "dies", Steve becomes even more determined to avenge his death by defeating the bad guys. CA:TWS? Steve sees Bucky and is determined to get him back. Once it becomes clear this Bucky might not entirely be the one he knows, he still chooses to risk death by Bucky's own hand before actually fighting against him. CA:CW? My man goes against his found family and causes a seemingly irreparable rift between the team because Bucky is in danger. Steve goes into hiding and becomes a fugitive

Now Steve is not the only goner here. CA:TFA? Bucky literally falls off the train because he was protecting Steve's 6. CA:TWS? My boy broke over half a century of brainwashing because he knew the man on the bridge. Not only that, but he literally left HYDRA soon after because this man who he just had a feeling he knew was willing to die before actually fighting him. CA:CW? We get to see how Bucky recovered his memories and how even after everything, he was still going to protect and fight alongside his best friend, even if that means losing his arm all over again.

They do all of this because they're there for each other... 'til the end of the line. Stucky has all the elements of a love story, Marvel was just too safe to actually let it play out (and Seb's contract was longer than Chris's but that's besides the point).

(this is from the pov of someone who stopped keeping up with the MCU after the Infinity Saga was over btw)

#stucky #steve rogers #bucky barnes #captain america #the winter soldier #MCU

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writtenjewels · 2 months

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"(Everything I Do) I Do it For You" by Bryan Adams

“Look, there's Salim!” Jason pointed, letting out a breath of relief. He reached for his radio. “Salim, come in man. You there?”

“I'm surrounded,” Salim whispered back. “Vampires... so many vampires.”

Jason felt his heart plummet into his stomach and grow cold. His brain went into a panic. He knew Salim could handle himself, but that was only against one vampire. Their explosions woke up who knew how many, and they were all pissed.

“Too risky,” Nick argued. “You go down there, you'll die with him.” That was true. If Jason went down there, he'd be putting his life on the line. Jason couldn't imagine a life where Salim was gone.

“Salim's one of us now,” he decided, “and marines don't leave their own behind. You hearin' me, Salim?”

“If I don't make it,” Salim replied, “tell my son I did everything I could.”

“Tell him yourself. I'm comin' to get you.”

Jason hopped down into the vault and charged forward. He would do whatever it took to get to Salim, to keep him safe.

– – –

Gunfire announced Jason's arrival. Salim's heart soared seeing the marine. He spared Jason a smile before turning and finishing off the vampire Jason had distracted.

“So you've come to join the fun?” he asked with a laugh. Jason flashed a smile back, switching out his rifle clip with a fresh one. He was so focused on that he didn't see the vampire rearing up behind him. “Jason!” Salim cried out. He reacted without thinking, hurling his stake like a javelin. Jason ducked out of the way, the stake making impact in the vampire's chest.

Salim rushed in and pulled the weapon out, smacking the vampire across the face to knock it to the ground. He stood over it and staked it again to make sure it was dead. Salim looked up to catch Jason's eye. The man was staring at him with his mouth hanging open.

“Did you seriously just throw that thing at me?” he demanded.

“I did,” Salim answered with a laugh. Jason grinned at him but quickly shook it off.

They ran to the exit side by side. Salim glanced Jason's way again. Some movement behind them caught his attention and he looked over his shoulder. Some ancient thing was watching them leave. It had a spear in its hand. Horror seized him a moment before the ancient one made his throw. Salim didn't even pay attention to where the creature was aiming. All he knew was that he had to protect Jason.

He grabbed the marine, pulling him out of the way. The two of them hit the ground and rolled. Salim heard a metallic thunk and stared where it landed. Right where Jason would have been standing. Salim's hands tightened around the marine for just a moment before the two were scrambling on their feet and running again.

– – –

They stood side by side, a knife in one hand and a flare in the other. This would be their last stand in the six minutes of darkness.

“It has been interesting knowing you,” Salim said.

“This? This is bullshit. I'm not here to honor the dead. Truth is, my life was goin' nowhere fast. I jumped at the chance to sign up.” … “When those towers were hit, I was stoned outta my fuckin' skull. I didn't even hear about it 'til a week later. How's that for profound?”

“Zain is all I have left in this world. After my wife left us, I gave him my all.” … “My boy has made me very proud. If only he would stop stealing.”

“If we both want to live, we must fight as one: the sword and the shield.”

“Whatever happens down there, I got your back.”

“Let's light these fuckers up!” Jason said. Their eyes met and they shared a quick smile. It was a dire moment, but they would both choose to stand here together than anywhere else alone.

– – –

Sunlight was glowing through the holes in the shepherd's hut. Screams from the dying vampires finally stopped. The five of them exchanged tired smiles. Finally it was over. Salim gave most of them a passing glance, lingering the longest on Jason. The marine met his stare. Salim wished he could express how much this man meant to him the past few hours. Especially that moment when Jason charged in to save him.

The rhythmic thumping of helicopter blades cut through the silence. Jason abruptly rose to his feet. He gave a little jerk with his head before walking into another room. Salim waited a few beats before following.

“I fuckin' forgot Eric called in air support before the mission,” Jason blurted out.

“It was a smart decision,” Salim reasoned.

“I thought so at the time, but now...” Jason's brow creased, his eyes tense with worry. “I'm sorry, Salim.”

“If you're apologizing for saving me, I don't know how to feel about it,” Salim said, trying for a light tone. Jason pressed his lips together in a stern line.

“I can try to distract 'em,” Jason offered. “Give you time to escape.”

“No. This time, I'll charge into danger for you, Jason.”

Jason opened his mouth, closing it again with a dazed expression. They stood there in silence, gazes locked, until Jason broke it. Salim followed after him where the other Americans were already gathering outside. Military men wearing gas masks exited the helicopter. They were guiding the survivors inside. Salim instantly held his hands up in a sign of surrender.

“Easy, fellas,” Jason warned before any of them could point their guns at Salim. “He's with me. I see any of you point your guns at him, your ass is mine.”

They saluted in answer. Jason stuck close to Salim's side just in case, sitting next to him inside the copter. He caught Salim's eye again and nodded to him. Salim gave him a little smile in return. If Jason could face vampires, Salim could face the US military.

He didn't even feel afraid. He knew the consequences of his choice, but he would make it all the same.

– – –

Jason squirmed restlessly in his chair. He was getting tired of going over the story. No matter how many times he said it, the situation wasn't going to get any less fucked.

“Fuck!” he burst out. “How many times do I have to keep tellin' you the same damn story?!”

“I understand,” the person in the hazmat suit responded. “However, CENTCOM needs to iron out any... irregularities.”

“Such as?” Jason fumed. “The whole fuckin' thing was irregular!”

“Such as why you allied with an enemy combatant?”

Jason knew they were going to bring that up eventually. Rage boiled just under the surface. Why didn't they just slap him with the label of “betrayer to your country” and get it over with? He was about ready to jump out of the chair and deck the guy, just to make it official.

“You weren't fuckin' there! Those things were rippin' us to shreds! I don't give a damn who it was, we needed all the help we could get!” He let out a frustrated breath, but he wasn't done yet. Not even close. He wanted these people to understand exactly where he stood. “I stepped back into that hell to save Salim,” Jason declared. “That man is worth five of you people! Semper-fuckin-'fi!”

Silence hung in the air after his rant. They would understand what he was saying. Always loyal to Salim. Not to you, not to the goddamn military. So go fuck yourself.

#jason/salim #jalim #jason x salim #jason kolchek x salim othman #salim othman #jason kolchek #house of ashes #song inspiration #Youtube

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ok im finally here with the spy au stuff. sorry this took me so long i suddenly got Extremely Ill and couldnt really do much but im BACK baby.

im gonna do some more than i originally planned since i made u and the venerable budijojo wait so long so buckle up

AKUTAGAWA - ohhhh akutagawa… poor thing. this is about The Most devastating thing that could possibly happen to him. i could see him not realizing he loves darling in time just by virtue of arrogance, similar to fyodor. he doesnt think he’d ever deign to have something as silly as affection for someone like… you. preposterous. doesnt help that he has dazai’s voice in his ear at every second. but, well, here he is: stuck adoring somebody who hates him, and knowing it’s all his fault. although deep in despair, ever the devotee, he will gracefully take any punishment darling throws at him- granted they stay by his side. you might not think so, what with all the ‘stabbing you a hundred times with his jacket’ business he put you through, but you’re truly the safest by HIS side, you’ll see! no one can protect you as well as he can! you can spit at him, scream at him, hurt him, tell him all the ways you despise him; he’ll accept it all, but he won’t- *can’t* let go of you. he needs to keep you safe, it’s the only way he can make up for his sins.

DAZAI - oh christ. if you thought akutagawa had attachment issues get a load of this guy. i could see him REALLY shooting himself in the dick by also getting a bit of torture in before “killing” you- either cuz you suddenly started being cagey with information and he was approaching his deadline or just cuz he felt like it at the time. dazai is… very jarring. his emotional state is such that he feels this very suddenly and very violently, and his demeanor is very dependent on what he’s feeling. this is all to say that when you and dazai meet again, the version of dazai you knew- the manipulative nihilist who kissed your cheek within the same hour he broke all your fingers with a pair of pliers- is all but gone. he’s been replaced with some sopping wet cat of a man who looks honest-to-god shattered at your rejections. and he really IS like a pet cat who just realized hes in trouble, or maybe more of a stray who learned the hard way that people stop feeding you after you maul them. anything he can think of to get even a SECOND of your affection he’ll do, and i do mean anything. he’ll debase himself, scream, cry, beg, kill, anything he thinks will do the job. just please please please please PLEASE dont run away from him he loves you so much please stay he needs you please….

CHUUYA - i think hes the least likely to make this mistake just cuz he seems pretty self-possessed, but i could also see him getting very swept up in the little competition he made up in his head and not thinking his actions through very well. also DENIAL DENIAL DENIAL he’s gonna be the LAST guy to admit his feelings in this circumstance, just cuz admitting it would be much too painful so his brain just rejects it. i mean, the fella kicked you so hard into the wall it made a crater, he can STILL hear the echoes of your bones crunching in his head every time he closes his eyes, thats HARDLY the actions of a man in love. besides, even if you DID somehow survive that, youd never take him back (not that he wants that lol no way) so it’s not even worth thinking about. theres gonna be a lot of waking up from a drunken stupor only to find himself in your old apartment or surrounded by your possessions in a nest and some extremely pitying glances from kouyou before he lets himself accept what he feels and what he did. any peace he manages to make with this over time will immediately shatter what he hears that youve been spotted wandering around the city. our boy is going off the deep end instantly.

FYODOR -it doesn’t really come as a shock that fyodor didn’t realize his feelings for you til pretty late in the game, given that he’s a black hole where emotions go to die. UNPOPULAR OPINION ALERT i can very easily see fyodor feeling guilt over the whole Trying To Kill His Darling debacle, its just that he doesnt really have any kind of handle on this feeling at all. all he can process is that you’re scared of him/mad at him and this makes him feel this Mysterious Bad Feeling™ that he doesnt know what to do with. it occurs to him that he could very easily just make you compliant with him by fiddling with your brain like he did to ivan, but this makes the Bad Feeling worse. he doesnt want you to be a smiling puppet, he wants YOU, as strange as this desire is to him. all the little things used to do that had gotten on his nerves or perplexed him he now feels this alien yearning for. he feels this full body frost whenever he hears you crying through the door of your (cell) room, the distinct sensation of oncoming sickness. he finds himself very hesitant to put his hands on you, or even enter your line of sight out of fear of disturbing and upsetting you. odd. expect him to creepily watch you sleep a lot after he kidnaps you, enjoying seeing your face at peace for once.

GOGOL - clown boy has established he feels guilt over things as much as the next guy, so ohhh BOY is he not gonna handle this too good. honestly, i could see his guilt overwhelming him to the point where he refuses to kidnap you or approach you again at all. he had his chance and made his choice, best to let his birdie be free now, yes? of course, he doesnt let you go TOTALLY. he has his eye on you as often as his schedule will allow. definitely dons disguise after disguise as an excuse to get close to you, maybe even makes up a persona that works at a shop you frequent so he gets to talk to you every day. eventually his mind might fray to the point where he cant STAND it anymore and NEEDS to get you back no matter what, especially if he insists on prolonged exposure to you, but hed probably try to avoid upsetting you as much as he can. youll give in eventually, hes going to be the only person youre ever going to be close to again, after all, so theres no need to force anything. he can convince you of his sincerity, hes sure of it.

also bonus i think this concept would also work really well with jouno what do you think. couldnt think of anything for kouyou sorry :/

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thank you so much for all your effort behind this :> hope you're feeling better now!! i tried to write fyodor a little differently for you so. what do you think eheh :> the linked words take you to the original spy au posts for those characters! i considered writing for jouno but this post is way too long already for an ask lol

cw: yandere characters (akutagawa, dazai, chuuya, fyodor, nikolai), obsessive behavior, violence, forced relationships, stalking, manipulation, mentions of torture/interrogations, deceit, imprisonment (not proofread)

akutagawa is constantly tormented with his feelings for you. he knows he doesn't have the time to be in love, since he has more important things to do like make dazai recognize him, but he doesn't have a handle on himself. he can't put a lid on the wonderfully complex things he feels for you, and that's why it manifests the way it did. besides, he can't imagine actually tolerating, let alone liking, you, with all your kindness and concern that was long beaten out of him.

you've always been so kind to him, looking out for him, talking to him, treating him like anyone else. but all he could do in response was nod to your questions. akutagawa himself hasn't been shown a lot of affection so his way of showing his feelings is...awkward. he didn't know how to be friendly or be loved, but you didn't seem to care. and then when he finally, finally identified the cause of his palpitating heart and distracted mind, when he finally came to terms with what he felt, everything went wrong. you weren't supposed to find out, and you weren't supposed to get hurt. you weren't supposed to hate him, even if everyone else did.

he had been prepared to face the anger from his coworkers when they found out he fell for the enemy, but he wasn't planning on you finding out the way you did. and the look on your face, the hatred and the betrayal, it broke him. akutagawa, having lost everything already, grovels at your feet. he's desperate for another chance, but he doesn't dare complain, not when you ignore him and scorn him, not when you refuse to even acknowledge him.

he has hope, though, that one day you'd realize he only wanted to keep you safe. he only wants to show you that he's worth keeping around. you saved him before, and he only wanted to repay the favor forever. your organization was down and yokohama was far from safe, but with akutagawa by your side, nobody would dare touch a hair on your head.

dazai well, it's established he hates you from the moment he was assigned the spying mission. of course he hates you and the dates you planned out and the meals you make and the hand holding and the kissing and the...warmth he never gets elsewhere...and...the adoring way you look at him...and....and...

what was he thinking? you were just a target!

dazai has so many dilemmas during this mission because he's conflicted with hating you for being so damn annoying and feeling something because you're head over heels for an asshole like him, but let's say he pushes down the growing good he feels for you, shoves it away and sticks with hating you constantly for the purpose of this scenario. when the gig's up and you find out he was using you to get intel, there's no point in pretending anymore. no point in going along with your affectionate touches and asking about your day.

dazai has to rely on his usual, faithful method of getting intel—interrogation. he pretends like he doesn't care about hurting your feelings, pretends like it's just another job and it doesn't affect him if you're scared or crying. he doesn't care what you think of him now, of course not.

but right after it's all done, he's drowning in regret. he can't even remember what you told him, he just wants to take it all back. he scared you terribly, he knows he probably traumatized you and he can't undo it anymore. he tries, though, of course he does. at one point you were hopelessly infatuated with him despite how mean he was, so if he was the complete opposite now, you'd definitely look back at him, right? you'll be satisfied seeing him suffer for your sake, right? he'll happily beg for your forgiveness and debase himself if you'd feel even a little satisfied. if there's no way for you to forgive him, then he'll just have to go all out. he'll pull out all the stops and do everything in his power.

(i think dazai would definitely kick into the typical "i'll kill for you" yandere thing around here, hoping that by killing your enemies you'd appreciate him. he can't stand knowing other people were around you, people you had no reason to hate unlike him. what if you liked them instead? you liked dazai despite his shortcomings, so you could also fall for someone else that wasn't him. he couldn't have that)

chuuya (hehehe ive been waiting for this) feels the most guilt out of everyone in this list. i find it hard to imagine him actually hurting darling even if it's for the pm, like you said, he has the most self-control. in the original post of spy au! chuuya, he's completely obsessed with you and ends up scaring you off since you realize something's off, which leads to him finding your new place and what not. so i'll use the premise of him feeling guilty for scaring you and you kinda hating him for being a creep :>

he can't bring himself to hurt you, so knowing he's frightened you, knowing you hate him for what he believed was showing concern for you because he loved you, it shattered him. he didn't mean for you to think that he had it out for you or that he was going to kill you just because he worked for the enemy organization. he loved you and he only wanted you to be safe. he only wanted to get to know you so you'd love him back.

he allows himself to suffer, drinking a dangerous amount almost every night, staying in the apartment you used to instead of his own, looking at all the things he bought you and imagining you using them. it's pathetic to see how he's turned into a helpless, lovesick fool that can't even get you to look twice at him anymore. he tries to throw away the feelings he had, he avoids any mention of you and drowns himself in work and alcohol, but it's only a matter of time before the two of you cross paths again and he's unable to hold back from breaking down and begging you to take him back.

since i don't have a planned out story for fyodor in this spy au i'll make it up as i go. probably some info stealing for the doa, he can't exactly ask anyone else to go. bram is...in an awkward state, kamui is far too much of a public figure, sigma is too busy with the casino, and nikolai...there's no guarantee he won't just kill you, and fyodor can't have that, not after all his efforts to track you down and choose you for his mission. you should be honored, really, that he's giving you such an important role in his plans. maybe he could even convince you to join his side and completely sell out your organization.

everyone knows fyodor would be successful in his mission, and they know he'd get you wrapped around his finger very quickly. of course you don't think there's a single suspicious thing about this strange man who suddenly walked through the doors of your life and is somehow always around you and wow he's so nice and wow, isn't this moving too fast? but fyodor has that way of reassuring you with a smile and gentle strokes that there was nothing to worry about, and who were you to question him then?

you try to make him happy. he's always a bit emotionless, always a neutral expression on his face so you can't really tell if he's upset or happy when you greet him with a kiss. or is that surprise on his face? you don't know if he likes you holding his hand or if he wants to hear about your day, but one reassuring squeeze of the hand and an acknowledging hum sends you happily continuing your earlier actions. fyodor is a little surprised by your efforts to make him feel included. he's used to silence except for nikolai's random interruptions, but having you constantly by his side isn't the worst. compared to the miserable people in the world, you weren't nearly as unbearable for him.

fyodor is mostly surprised by how disappointed you look when it all blows over, and his identity is revealed. you're not disappointed at him, but at yourself for falling for a lie, and causing your coworkers deaths. he was too good to be true, you think, and you blame yourself for falling for his tricks. trust one charming stranger, and look where that got you? in some obscure prison cell and subjected to cruel questioning.

it's not very satisfying seeing you cry and rub at your red eyes. it's far from nice when you're ignoring him and boiling with resentment. and well, he shouldn't care. you had one purpose in his plan and it was now fulfilled. you should be happy you had a chance to help out in the making of fyodor's goals, but here you were sobbing so uncontrollably. he's a little uncomfortable seeing you look so devastated, and he's uneasy now that you don't tell him anything anymore. it's unfamiliarity that haunts him because you've changed, and not for the better. if he sees you opening up around sigma, who was the most ordinary person in the building, he's a little troubled by it, but you glaring at him with burning hatred is even worse than seeing you talk to someone else, so he just leaves the room.

despite the unhelpful suggestions he gets from the rest, he doesn't want you to lose your mind like ivan, even if the latter claims he isn't unhappy anymore. watching you when you sleep1!! yes, the only time he feels he can be around you now, when you're unaware of his presence. he doesn't like it, doesn't like having to walk on eggshells and hide from you like he was in the wrong. which he shouldn't be. he was only saving you from that hellhole and that shitty organization that never stood a chance against him. if he left you back there, you'd be dead. shouldn't you be grateful?

considering nikolai is like, the master of disguises, this mission should have been a piece of cake. get intel, and then he can do whatever he wants to you and your friends. this was a fun break for him! he was asked to join the company you worked for (a front for the organization) as a new hire and gather all the intel he could, but he didn't think he'd get attacked to anyone on the job.

you were surprisingly excited to guide him around the office, taking the senior role with pride. nikolai doesn't let it slip that he doesn't care about what you do or where the break room is, so he happily follows you around and shares your enthusiasm. you're all friendly and helpful to him, and he doesn't mind at all but it was a little annoying when he was trying to bug a meeting room and you just came around the corner, insisting he check out the new coffee machine. well, despite how irritating it got, he couldn't bring himself to dislike you for it.

and really, he can't help but tease you a little, watching the startled expression when he stares at you a little too coldly for a little too long, or lets it casually slip that he knew about the organization, though he's a little surprised by how quickly you bounce back to your usual carefree manner. oh, but the fun hadn't started yet! he was mostly looking forward, to the after. he couldn't wait to see your expression when you realize you've been cheated all along, and how you were going to die by his hands—

—but when the day came, it wasn't even a little satisfying to see you crumble. he didn't expect to be consumed entirely with guilt when he sees you tear up, hurt in your eyes. something inside him aches; he knows he's not invulnerable to feeling like this, but this intensity of emotion was new. he can't bear to look at you, facing the horror etched into your face at the sight of him, so he just disappears into his coat, leaving you somewhere far away from the devastation.

despite how much he yearns to be free he can't let you experience the same, unable to stop thinking about you. he checks in on you from time to time, hoping you'd try seeking him out. after all, he was the only other person who knew what happened, and you couldn't rely on anyone like you could on him. he knew you better than anyone else, all your secrets and your thoughts, and you'd need him by your side.

he'll definitely give into his urges and kidnap you eventually. he can't bear to be away from you, not after he knows you're probably feeling lonely, not knowing anyone else who could understand you. well, you probably didn't want to see the man who ruined your life, but it wasn't like you had many options. he's sorry that he hurt you, really! nikolai promises to be good, to go back to being the guy you befriended, but only if you promise to stay by his side.

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lowkeyrobin · 6 months

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Hii there it’s 🍄 again I was wondering if I could get the female's from TMR and how they would react if reader died? (Sorry if you don’t feel comfortable with this please ignore if you do)

Thank you!

hi!! yeah of course! don't worry I'm totally fine with writing about topics of death ; thanks for requesting 🍄! hope you like this

TMR GIRLS ; you die

includes ; brenda, sonya, & harriet

warnings ; language, death, talk of decomposition, guns/bullet wounds, torture, and abuse

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BRENDA

you grew up in the scorch together

once you met thomas and his group, you became even closer because you had a whole friend group and stuff

when you had to infiltrate the last city to get minho back and save as many kids as possible, you were all in

it physically hurt you to think about all the shit they were going through, especially after aris and sonya talked about it

you guys work on the mission with the bus together, and are able to successfully get the kids out of the city

sadly, she didn't know you'd been wounded by a gunshot while you were trying to get vince in the berg

you'd been bleeding out and after getting knocked down by another explosion, it only drove the bullet deeper into your abdomen and you couldn't get back up

she was a solid 20 feet away before she realized you were screaming for her

minho, fry and gally were trying to get to newt with the cure while she was literally holding you in your arms as you died

she was sobbing uncontrollably, of course

gally was the one to come back for her (new rarepair mwahahha)

they tried to get you to hang onto life by carrying you all the way to the berg as the city was crumbling but you died on the way there

they got you into a little private section away from the kids and jorge was in the back with you, trying to fix you up but he didn't know how to break it to brenda

they saved Thomas, and Teresa died, and it's a very quiet travel to the safe haven

jorge keeps telling her that you're in a coma, much like Thomas, but she breaks through his lies after a while after seeing you considering the foul smell of decomposition was starting to reek the hut where you lay

the others, especially Vince tried to get him to come clean but he couldn't break her heart

she was sobbing for days, even after Thomas awoke. it kinda put salt in the wound for her

she carved your name on the rock and often sits at the shore behind it to talk to you

she forgives and understands jorge for lying to her, she just blames herself for what happened. it could've been avoided and she didn't do enough to protect you

her blindness to you and focusing on Thomas for those few minutes literally costed your life

SONYA

you escaped wckd together (and with harriet)

you were essentially the aris to her thomas

you felt so bad for leaving aris but you seriously couldn't take him because you didn't know which room he was in and you had to go asap once your plan was set into stone

it was a long and hard journey through the scorch

sadly, you weren't able to make it to the safe haven like you'd intended

you made it to the Right Arm, however

though once you were reunited with aris and met his new friends, shit went bad

you'd been kidnapped by wckd, again

within the next coming months, you'd experienced all kinds of torture and abuse

some of them liked to get physical and hurt you guys for answers (mostly you, minho and aris)

sadly, with all the tests and abuse, you ended up weaker and weaker and passed in your sleep

you, sonya, aris and minho shared a room, and she was the first to awake as usual

aris and minho woke up and noticed you weren't moving under your blankets, considering you twitched and rolled around a lot in the mornings

sonya lightly tapped your shoulder to wake you up for breakfast and bam

she was sobbing up til some guards came to get you

your face was pale, both eyes swollen from bruising and crying, it was awful

the boys heald her on the floor all day, barely any food being eaten by them

it was an awful couple months, especially because she didn't know what they did to you after

shared trauma 🤞

HARRIET

sadly, there casualties in the scorch before you made it to the Right Arm

youd been bit by a crank and sadly weren't immune

you tried hiding it from her and sonya but you couldn't for long

by the time you made it to the mall you were already dead

you were so weak and sick, you couldn't go on

you were too scared to do it yourself, so harriet did it for you

she'd never felt so broken in her life, her heart dropped when she heard you thud to the ground

her and sonya rested you in the old fountain in the center of the mall

had a very small puddle of water left and some dead bushes around it, it was the only fresh nature left around at all

they wanted to leave you in peace so they left you in the most earthy spot they could

she writes your name on the rock at the safe haven to commemorate your memory

she also glazes her fingers over it and talks to you late at night, every single night for 863 nights

after a while it became a bit more infrequent, but she makes sure to talk to you at least two or three times a week

she sees you in the sunsets and sunrises, in flowers and trees

she doesn't know how to explain it but she will forever swear on it

sonya and aris (and fry) understand her completely on that

they're always on the hunt to find you in nature, whether it be leaves, constellations, sea shells, critters etc

that group 💔💔 doing anything they can to find you around, even if fry didn't know you

he understands how it feels to find loved ones in common things

literallt you can't catch me now by Olivia Rodrigo

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slugtranslation-hypmic · 1 year

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hi slug!!! what do you think of the block party trailers?

Thank you for giving me the excuse to go finally listen to them.

Rivals: Hmm, this is a really interesting comparison! I wouldn't have immediately classified Doppo as a "act first, think later" character, but he definitely has those moments. The music is bouncy but not immediately doing it for me. I think it's one of those songs I'll grow to like quickly, though.

White and Black: (not to be confused with Doppo's Black or White, naturally) SHADY BOYS, LET'S GOOOOOO! I love this match-up. I think they are the kind of people to have a meet-cute in which they committed identity fraud and/or credit card fraud on one another. Anyway, I love the style here. Team Rocket-ass mfers. I agree with the top YT comment at the time of writing, which is, "This is the most fanfic-y thing Hypmic has ever officially released, and I am here for it." I also love that neither of them makes one single effort to hide their scumminess. Truly a duo for the ages.

Thanks for Having Us! Now Look Alive! Osaka Big Up: (or whatever people are calling the Sasara/Roshou one) I adore the fact that Sasara introduces them as a three-person group ft. Rei, but Rei just happens to be doing something else (stealing Juuto's identity, most like) and thus it's a two-person act today. Sasara and Roshou's comedy/speaking dynamic is much more relaxed and natural feeling than it was in their first appearance in Ah, Osaka Dreamin' Night, which is a nice reflection of the current state of their friendship status. Music is chill. I'd like to hear more of it before forming more opinions. Their singing voices sound good with this older, slower style of song.

The Demons' Flowers: I appreciate how the MV style departs from usual Hypmic MV to mimic the MVs for this kind of music. Very JRPG-esque. The lyrics strike me as a little generic for music projects, which is atypical for Hypmic, but it's definitely appropriate for Juushi.

Get busy: I really like this match-up; their high energy works together well here, as does their commitment to working together with the homies to kick absolute ass. I'm not sure KR fully understands the connotation of the English title they've chosen; they're probably going for more of a "Take it easy...but take it!" vibe.

Viva la liberty: While the music itself isn't doing much for me yet, I like this take on how both Saburou and Ramuda have grown throughout the story while still acting in very similar ways to their act 1 selves. An unusual match-up, but I can dig it.

What Lies Beyond the Dreaming: Wow, I really like this. Like Scenario Liar, it almost feels confessional in the sense of how it creates a closed sense of solidarity with the listener (you're the only one I can trust, let me tell you my story for your ears only, etc.). In that case, it's being spoken to his brother, I suppose? Would love to hear the full song.

Closer: I like Hitoya's singing a lot in this one. The darker lyrics and tone suit them both quite well, and I wonder if this points to Jakurai and Hitoya finally talking things out, including Jakurai's experiences in the war, in act 3. Or perhaps that's simply wishful thinking.

My Life: Positivity: Aside from the obvious enjoyment of Hifumi wrangling the rest of the cast into being his enthusiastic background singers, I really like how this song is both bright and bubbly at surface level but says a lot of deeper things about Hifumi's character, like how he's willing to open himself up to being hurt again so long as he has the protection of his friends and loved ones. I don't think it's the kind of thing I'd listen to, but I am looking forward to seeing the full thing.

Move Your Body Til You Die!: Roger that, sir. o7 Very glad to see that Riou's solos are as silly as ever. I think this is my favorite so far in terms of music. It is most definitely my favorite in terms of music videos.

Will-o'-the-Wisp: I really, really, REALLY like the lyrics and how much growth they show for Samatoki. It's nice how you can tell just musically how much he's healed and mellowed out since the start of the series.

HIPHOPPIA: This is my actual favorite musically, and while I understand and appreciate the thematic point of having so many styles of music on this album, I'm personally a bit sad there isn't more of the classic hip-hop sound. Lot of interesting imagery in the lyrics.

Conclusion: Move Your Body Til You Die! is a work of art.

#not a translation #asks #hypmic asks

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asirensrage · 16 days

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Saudade - Chapter 9

Rating: Explicit Pairing: Mikey x OC, Hanma x OC, Ran x OC, Mikey x OC x Draken Fandom: Tokyo Revengers Warnings: swearing, violence, threats of violence, murder, smoking, sex, consensual sex between teenagers, alcohol, recreational drug use, mention of trafficking, torture, family neglect, mentions of sexual violence. isekai OC. memory loss. unbeta’d **warnings are not exhaustive** Summary: No one seems to realize she doesn’t belong until she finally runs into her “new” brother, Hanagaki Takemichi. Now, hearing his story, Takara makes the choice to help him and hopefully find her way home, but faking it til you make it only lasts so long when you start losing the memories of the life you had before. As Takemichi becomes the only family she’s ever known, how far will she go to protect him?

notes: In which Takara reacts to Takemichi getting beaten up by Taiju...and finds more consequences than she expected... I love this chapter. I love her in this chapter. I hope you do too. Please let me know what you think!

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Takara is furious.

Not only did Takemichi nearly get murdered by Kisaki again, only to be saved by the pure chance of Kazutora coming for Chifuyu, but he was beaten by a gang leader simply for walking in the area. She doesn’t give a shit about gang territory. Takemichi is her brother and she’s sworn to herself to protect him. In the future and now.

It’s her anger at the situation, at the futility of her future which she knows is going to end up with her bound to Hanma at this rate, and the consistency of death that hangs over her brother like a guillotine that fuels her.

Takemichi is sweet. He’s determined to protect everyone, but despite all that they’ve shared, he doesn’t know her. Not entirely. He doesn’t know that Takara is trained in multiple sports, that she was once taught every soft spot that makes up a human and the best ways to get away from them. He doesn’t seem to realize that growing up with older brothers meant roughhousing and learning how to escape people bigger than you or even how to duck. Which she still apparently has to teach him. He doesn’t know that resentment, how being treated as less eats at her, that the knowledge she has to do twenty times more than any of her siblings to be seen as equal to them has led her to be vicious when she needs to be.

He doesn’t question when she leaves the house, doesn’t see behind the fake smile or take into consideration the fact that she brings the new bat she bought with her.

🛼

She asks someone where she can find him. It’s not hard. He’s a giant teenager and once she’s in his area, one of the older women she asks points her in the right direction. He has other boys following him. Five if she counts right.

She moves as if she’s playing hockey, determined to score on the other team. She bends low and picks up speed. The ones in the back turn as they hear her approach but they’re not expecting her to be low. She’s short enough on her own and now…they can’t stop her.

It’s only due to years of training that she manages it. She uses one foot to push herself up, bouncing off a railing and smashing the bat as hard as she can into his head. It lands with a loud crack. He was already turning and she twists to avoid his reach. The benefits of being short.

She slides past him before she skids to a stop. The bat is cracked. She throws it to the side and straightens, staring at the gigantic teen now across from her.

He touches the back of his head, pulling his hand to the front and seeing blood on his fingers. “Never met a girl so willing to die before.”

“Is that what you think?” She looks up at him. He’s huge in comparison to her, but it’s fine. The larger they are, the harder they fall. “You shouldn’t have touched my brother.”

“Your brother?” He laughs at that. “He needs a girl to protect him?”

“It’s not about him needing me,” Takara says, keeping her eyes not only on him but the others she snuck past. “It’s me doing my duty as his older sister. You touch him again and I’ll gut you.”

“And who am I not supposed to touch?” he asks, wiping the blood on his pant leg. She doesn’t settle and doesn’t get comfortable with his casualness.

“Hanagaki.”

He laughs again. “That little shit? Shouldn’t be surprised he needs a girl to save him. You should learn your place.”

“Oh I have,” Takara says, shifting back. “It’s standing on the necks of assholes like you.”

He leans forward a little, grinning at her. It looks more than a little sadistic and Takara wonders, for a moment, if she’s finally got herself in over her head. She doesn’t believe in backing down though. She and Take share that.

“I’ll give you one chance, Toman bitch. Leave before I kill you.”

Takara whistles a single long note. “Scary,” she says, opening her eyes wide. “How many people run when you give them the crazy eyes? Or is that just how you look?”

The ones behind him look at her in shock, as if they can’t believe she’s saying this.

The giant laughs at her. “You should have raised your brother better. Maybe he’d have half the balls you do.”

“Awww,” Takara says, her voice lined with faux sweetness. “Such flattery. I didn’t get close enough to check, but I wonder if you smell as bad as the shit coming out of your mouth.”

He swipes towards her and Takara ducks, shifting further back. “You're fast.”

“Only need to be faster than you, which…doesn’t seem like it’ll be that hard. I only came here to make a point.”

He charges at her, but Takara is used to people larger than her playing games like these and she moves with muscle memory, dodging out of his way and being faster than he is. She’d have trouble if she wasn’t on her skates. It provides that extra leverage. So does her flexibility.

His arm hits her side, nearly making her lose her breath and causing her to fly across the street from the force. Takara catches herself before she falls, even if she doesn’t stop her face from making contact with the wall. She shakes it off. It hurts and she already knows it’s going to bruise, but she learned long ago how to take a hit. You didn’t grow up with siblings and not end up roughhousing, let alone her experiences playing hockey. No matter what people thought, girls were rough. Even if they weren’t supposed to body-check anyone. She ducks the next hit that he charges with.

He grabs her by the back of her sweater and she uses the force of the motion to slip out of it, twisting the fabric to catch his hands as her leg swings up and slams into his temple. He stumbles, eyes narrowing as he shakes off the hit and she takes the chance to roll back out of his way again.

“You’re weak. You can’t defeat me.”

“I think you’re missing the point,” Takara says, skating back and forth slightly to keep herself in place. “This isn’t about defeating you.”

“Then what’s it about? Pissing me off?”

“To prove that you’re not infallible. That I slipped through your five-man guard with ease and even managed to draw blood. These are facts.” She skates back, not looking away from him or the manic look on his face. “Consider this your warning. You touch my brother again and I’ll kill you.”

“You think I’m going to let some bitch threaten me?”

“Oh, this isn’t a threat. It’s another fact. You see, Takemichi is my brother and family comes before everything. Isn’t that right?” She remembers what he told her about the encounter with Black Dragon. And the Shiba family. “You think you’ll be able to stop me? You won’t see me coming. Just like you didn’t tonight.” She continues to move backward, glancing to make sure she won’t stumble as she picks up her pace. “Don’t worry though!” She calls out to him. “I’m not part of any gang. I won’t tell them you got your head smashed in by a girl!” She tries not to laugh as she says it, knowing it’s going to piss him off further. She turns and bolts, skating away as fast as she can even as she hears footsteps running after her.

The boys are taller than her with a longer leg reach, but Takara is small and fast and knows exactly how to use both things to her advantage. She’s gone before they can catch up, jumping the gate of the station and thanking the stars that the train arrives as she gets there. She ignores the dirty looks of the other passengers and laughs. It hurts like hell, but she feels better. Now she just has to hope this won’t bite either of them in the ass.

🛼

“What the fuck happened to you?!”

Takara looks up at the voice. She’s a little dazed now that the adrenaline’s wearing off and she’s almost home. She wasn’t expecting to run into anyone though.

Draken storms toward her. “Who hit you?” he demands. He stops himself from reaching for her, slowing down as he gets close. He motions for her to join him off to the side, out of the way of the public walking down the street. “Takara, what happened?”

She winces at the demand. “It’s nothing. I got into a scrap.”

He looks to the sky as if exasperated. “You sure do get into a lot of them for someone not in a gang. With who?”

“You can’t prove anything,” she says with a shrug.

“Takara.”

She rolls her eyes and shifts in place. “Takemichi got beaten up by the leader of the Black Dragons for accidentally wandering on their turf. The guy wanted to kill him…so…”

“What the fuck did you do?”

“I went and made a point,” Takara straightens as she says it. “I don’t let anyone hurt my brother.”

Draken sighs, rubbing his face in frustration. “For fuck’s sake…are you okay?”

Takara shrugs. “I’m fine. He barely touched me. I cracked a bat over his head…which reminds me, I’m going to have to buy a new one.”

“He hit you.”

“I hit him first.”

“Takara, I get you’re protective of Takemitchy, but he can handle himself. We can protect him. You need to stay out of it.”

She snorts and looks away. “Yeah, you do a real good job of protecting your people.” She bites back the retort about Baji that’s on her lips. That would just be cruel.

He sighs. “Come on. Let’s get you home. You need to ice your face. Mikey’s going to be pissed when he sees it.”

“Not if it heals before he sees me,” Takara mutters. “It’s not a big deal.”

“It is. Not only has Black Dragon attacked one of our captains, but now you’re hurt. It doesn’t matter if you’re not an official part of the gang. Everyone knows you’re affiliated with us.”

She rolls her eyes and wonders if she should tell him she threatened to kill the leader. Probably not considering how bent out of shape he is about her hitting him…or getting hurt. “I don’t suppose you can keep me out of it?”

He gives her a look that makes her sigh. “Fine. You don’t need to walk me home though.”

“At this rate, I think I do. Any time you’re on your own, shit happens. Beginning to think you need a guard or some shit.”

🛼

“You’ve gotten yourself in some deep shit with attacking Taiju,” Draken says when they’re getting close to her place. She’s had to slow herself down to his walking speed.

“Because I tried to knock some sense into a gang leader?”

“Because you acted on your own without thinking and you’re both affiliated and not affiliated with Toman.”

She slows to a stop. “What? I don’t understand.”

He stops and turns towards her. “Look, Taiju attacking Takemitchy can be a declaration of war between Black Dragon and Toman. Now there’s two ways a gang can respond to that. We can accept the declaration and start a war between us or…we can use unaffiliated people to act out and retaliate for us, that way a war can be avoided.”

“...Okay..” she says, still confused. “What does this have to do with me?”

He pinches his nose before looking down at her. “Despite your relation to one of our captains, you’re not actually a part of Toman. Your attack on Taiju can be considered retaliation on our end without us formally accepting the war. If we accept your choice as that, we’re basically saying Toman can’t be held accountable for your actions. It also means that we agree that actions by others against us can’t be held against another gang. Which means if someone attacked you, we couldn’t fight for you. But if we agreed that you were acting on our behalf, then that means Toman can be held accountable for your choices and we can hold others accountable. It would mean we’d be declaring you’re a part of Toman and protected by us.”

“Shit.”

“This is why you gotta stop fucking doing shit without talking to any of us, Takara.”

“How am I supposed to know?”

“You’re not.” Draken sighs. “I gotta tell Mikey about all of this and you gotta make a choice.”

“I do?”

“Yeah. You gotta decide if you want to accept our help or deal with the consequences that come with being alone. Come on,” he nods for her to keep moving. “We’ll probably have an executive meeting tomorrow to talk about all this shit. You have until then to choose.”

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undeadbanjos · 1 year

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A little WishShipping for the Soul.

"At least I bought us a little time." Joey stared in horror across the way. "Enough time to say what I needed to say..." Don't. Not like this. "Joey. I love you."

"Yugi… " You can't say it back. Not like this. Not here. Not with his most prized possession around your neck. Not when you're about to lose him forever.

"NOW AIM YOUR ATTACK AT ME!"

"NOOO!"

Joey shot up from his bed. Heart pounding. His alarm clock blared 4:25 in red numbers. He scrambled to his nightstand where his deck was. He thumbed through it until he found Red Eyes.

It was really all over.

Yugi and the Pharaoh had saved the world.

Joey dueled him after and won.

Everything was okay.

Everyone was safe.

Yugi. Was safe.

So why was he still having this dream? Joey ran a hand through his sweaty hair and groaned.

You haven't told him yet stupid.

Joey felt like an elephant was sitting on his chest. This could ruin everything.

Couldn't it?

Yugi was his best friend. His favorite person on the planet. The one person he could always go to.

But did that include this?

Joey stared up at the ceiling and tried to organize his muddled thoughts.

Worst case scenario: he lost Yugi. But would that ever happen? Yugi did say he loved him. He might've meant as a friend or a brother, but even so… that means he couldn't lose him over something silly like this… right?

Best case scenario…. Joey shook his head. He didn't want to get his hopes up.

At the very least… it'd get off his chest.

Joey walked Yugi home from school every day. It used to be to protect him from bullies, but since Battle City, it was to get creeps off his back over those Egyptian God Cards. Everybody wanted a shot at the champ.

"HEY! IT'S THAT MUTO KID!"

"Shit." Joey put an arm around him and changed their direction. "This way." He pulled Yugi into an alley.

"COME BACK! SHOW US THOSE GOD CARDS!"

"You'd think this would die down a bit." Yugi puffed after a block of running.

"'Til someone beats ya…" Joey checked behind them. One guy still was on their tail.

"Someone has already." Yugi threw back his head and laughed.

"Yeah… well he knew firsthand what those stupid cards will do to ya." Joey grabbed Yugi's hand. "This way!" He ducked into an alley and found a fire escape.

"There is no way I can make that jump." Yugi read his mind.

"If I boost ya?" Joey stopped and put his hands down for Yugi to step up.

"This is crazy." Yugi took a deep breath and took a step. Joey pushed him up and Yugi pulled the ladder down. He shimmied his way up and Joey managed to jump and pull himself up.

"Keep climbin!" Joey pulled the escape back up. Yugi scrambled up with Joey close behind. They reached the roof, and both were out of breath.

"This…. Is… ridiculous!" Yugi threw his hands up. "This isn't why.. I did.. Battle City… at all!" Yugi plopped on the ground and leaned back on his hands. "I didn't… want this…."

"Hm." Joey sat next to him and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "They don't know about all that stuff though Yug." He smiled softly at him. "And cause of you… they don't have to."

"I know." Yugi huffed and hunched over. "But just because the Pharaoh likes the attention doesn't mean I do too."

"Ey that's okay." Joey leaned back and grinned. "I'd rather keep ya to myself anyway." Joey clamped his mouth shut.

Shit.

He looked away, feeling his face flush. Joey shut his eyes tight.

Stupid stupid stupid stupid.

"I'd rather just be with you too." Yugi mumbled. Joey peeked back at him.

"Yeah?"

"Of course." Yugi squinted in the sun. "I'm at home with you." Joey's heart fluttered. The sun was shining through the red tips of his hair, and glinting off the blonde of his bangs. His violet eyes were sparkling.

How could a boy be so… pretty?

"Y-yug?" Joey's heart slammed in his chest. "Can I talk to ya about something…. That might be a little… weird?"

"Joey, you helped me save the world from an evil ancient spirit." Yugi raised a brow at him and smiled softly. "You can talk to me about anything."

"Right." Joey sat up and put his hands in his lap. "Um… so do you 'member how Marik like… took my mind over and I broke his control and… and you thought you were gonna die… so… so you said that…" Joey's eyes wandered back to Yugi who was starting to blush. "Um. You said you loved me."

"Yeah." Yugi looked down in his lap. "Um. I'm… sorry. About that."

"What? Ya mean you don't?" Panic slapped Joey for an instant. Yugi looked up and raised his hands.

"No! No I mean I do!" He swallowed. "Um. I mean… I'm sorry I might've… overstepped."

"No." Joey shook his head and took one of Yugi's hands. "No…. I'm glad you said it. I… I just…" He took a shaky breath. He realized he was holding his hand now and felt dizzy. "Um…" Joey was about to let go when Yugi squeezed his hand reassuringly. "I just can't stop thinking about it."

"It was scary."

"I thought I was gonna lose you."

"So did I." Yugi half laughed half cried.

"I had to save you and I couldn't let you die without…. Without tellin ya." Joey felt himself shaking. He looked into Yugi's eyes, that were widening. "I couldn't tell ya… unless I knew you were okay."

"Tell me what? " Yugi whispered in disbelief.

"Tell ya…" Joey looked deeper into his eyes and ignored what felt like a heart attack in his chest. "Tell ya that y-youre the person I always wanna be with. That I think of ya the second I wake up in the morning and right before I go to sleep at night. That I think about ya all the time and… and I like the person I am when I'm with ya. And… and I… I've been thinking about what it might feel like… if…" Joey looked down at Yugi's hand. He smiled at the chipped black fingernail polish. "What it might feel like if I kissed ya." Joey slowly looked back up. Yugi was stunned and looked utterly confused. "Oh god." Joey widened his eyes. "You don't love me that way." He ran a hand through his hair and laughed. "Jesus. Fuck. Okay. I think I'll jump off the buildin' now."

"Joey no!" Yugi grabbed his arm before he could walk away. He stood up. "No… no I… I… I just never thought you'd feel… the same way."

"The same way…" Joey sighed in relief. "So… so ya DO like me?!" Yugi laughed. Joey could see tears in his eyes.

"Yes."

Joey wrapped his arms around him and held him tight.

"Thank fuckin god." Joey mumbled into his hair and pulled back. He caressed Yugi's face as he chuckled. "C-can I kiss you?" Yugi wiped a tear from his cheek and nodded. Joey leaned down and softly placed his lips on Yugi's. He felt his heart soar as Yugi wrapped his arms around his neck. Joey couldn't help but scoop him up and spin him around. He felt him smile against his lips.

This was one memory he wouldn't mind dreaming about.

#Yugioh #Ygo!#wishshipping #yujou #joey wheeler #katsuya jonouchi #jounouchi katsuya #yugi mutou #yugi mutoh #banjos writes plunk plunk

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