#if anyone would like helping me i'd be so glad and thankful

[dandelioncasey]

(I need everyone to know that this entire ramble was inspired by the last few paragraphs because I am a petty bitch who loves a callback - it's never gonna happen but honestly this concept is living in my brain rent free and I might just write another six versions of this lmao)

Okay so picture this:

Eddie comes back to LA and so Buck moves out to give Christopher his home back (Eddie doesn't notice that Buck never says where he's going, he just gives him a week to clear out so that Christopher will have somewhere to sleep, but it's fine, he's just got a lot on his mind, right? He definitely cares, right?)

And so Buck, with his bad credit and nobody willing to rent to him, ends up sleeping in the Jeep (not acknowledging the truck, he still has the Jeep to me), or in a shitty pay-per-night motel type situation (but he tries to avoid that and he definitely never leaves his stuff there, not that he has much anymore - he left most of what he bought for the house for Chris and Eddie, and it's fine, really, where would he put it anyway?)

He starts withdrawing from the team, both because he's embarrassed about his situation and because some tiny part of him is angry that none of them ever asked - they know Eddie's back in the house on South Bedford Street, so they must've figured it out all on their own, look at Buck being an adult, he'll be fine, right??? We're all just glad you're back!

Time passes and that anger is getting louder and harder to ignore. Buck mostly just hangs out with Ravi on shift and then goes 'home' (to his Jeep) alone. He showers at the station or in crappy motels, he cooks too-big meals with Bobby's recipes (which nobody will eat) so he can maybe sneak some of the leftovers (he has money but nowhere to cook, but Bobby's lasagne is just as good cold, right?), he signs up for every extra shift he can, not for the money but because he doesn't want to be alone

Nobody has noticed his housing issues except for Eddie complaining once that he keeps accidentally getting some of Buck's post (it's not an accident, you took his home and left him with nowhere to go and no postal address, you didn't even say thank you to the man who wrecked his credit for you before you handed down a verbal notice period)

One night, as Buck is sleeping in the back of the Jeep, he gets carjacked, someone drives off in his car with him still groggy in the back, he wakes up fully to the sound of police sirens and he manages to sit up, but this startles the driver and the Jeep ends up balanced on the edge of a cliff

Now in precarious situations like this, air rescue is the only safe option, and who should show up but Tommy and the 217? (because as we all know, there's all of three cops, two firehouses, and one helicopter pilot in all of Los Angeles), and the medics get the driver out and then they notice Buck in the back (nobody knew he was there, he couldn't get to his phone)

They try to set up a way to get him out without tipping the car forward and over the edge, but Buck just tells them to go, it's fine, nobody will notice anyway. And then the radio that one of the rescuers is carrying crackles, and he hears Tommy's voice telling him that 'i'd notice, Evan, I always notice you'

They get Buck out, and the Jeep falls, and Buck is just empty (that's all he had left, everything was in his Jeep and now that's gone too), and Tommy is the first person in months to ask Buck if he's okay rather than just assuming he is because clearly trying to help others means you're over losing the only good father you've ever known, right?

More time passes, nobody except Ravi has noticed that Buck's Jeep is a different colour (and model), or that he filed a change of address, or that he's smiling more and cooking less, they're all supporting each other and everyone thinks Buck is talking to somebody else so it never comes up

Eventually we come to a mirror of Buck finding out about the party and the job offer from El Paso from Ravi, instead of from anyone who should have told him - Ravi asks Hen and Chim when they're arriving at the party that's happening during their four days off

Party? What party, did we forget someone's birthday again? Well, it's a housewarming party for Buck, because he's been crashing with Tommy and Tommy finally agreed to let him pay into the mortgage, so it's officially their house now

Obviously everyone is shocked by this - did you know they were dating again? Why didn't he ask for help moving? Buck shows up and Hen, Chim, and Eddie start throwing these questions at him, and he just blinks at them and says that he didn't want to make it all about him, because they're all busy and grieving and suchlike

What do you mean, make it all about you, of course you moving is all about you! Awkward glance at Eddie, and Buck explains that he didn't really have much that needed moving anyway, certainly nothing that he needed help with

Ravi mentions that Buck moved out of Eddie's house (it wasn't Eddie's it was his but none of you noticed why didn't any of you NOTICE??) months ago and just moved in with Tommy last month after 'the whole Jeep thing' (what happened to the Jeep, it's right there? No, that's a different Jeep, it's not even the same colour!),

And someone (probably Hen lbr) finally notices that hey, that math ain't mathing, and it all comes out that not only did Eddie kick out his so-called best friend without so much as a thank you but also nowhere would rent to Buck with his credit in such a state so he was homeless for months and nearly died and NONE OF YOU NOTICED

I just love the parallel of Buck finding out about Eddie's job offer through hearing about the barbecue to celebrate it and the rest of the 118 finding out about what Eddie did and what Buck has been through by hearing about a housewarming party, and both times it's because the rest of the team are supporting and talking to each other and not Buck (who has been told over and over that his help isn't wanted)

[littlelovelunette]

Sevika and reassurance? Like being with a needy partner who craves cuddles and reassurance 24/7 and even tho they wear the toughest exterior outside their safe space and being known for being so grounded and strong but behind closed doors only sevika can see how vulnerable and clingy they can get

I love your fics so much, i cant believe i haven’t seen your blog sooner i’ve been obsessed with ur fics for two weeks now and its always on point! Exactly what i need and its pretty impressive how fast you can write

Reassurance

Thank you so much, I always try to write whenever I have my free time and its a coping mechanism for me so I'm glad you all like the fics that I like. Thank you for taking the time to let me know that!! <33

Sevika noticed.

She always did. She wasn't dumb, of course she wasn't. She was one of the most observant women in all of Zaun and living the rough-and-tumble lifestyle that she did, she learnt to talk less and observe more.

You always were tough on the outside. Always. Never did you ever let your softer side show while you fought for Zaun alongside the other woman.

That's what made Sevika slowly start to gain interest in you. Although, she was emotionally guarded at first and a little shocked that she was falling for someone— she didn't let that stop her subtle gestures of affection.

She'd bring you flowers, coffee when you had to stay up late and held you close to herself when you both had midnight walking dates.

Sevika observed you for a while before she asked you to be her girlfriend which you happily agreed to, and she was mildly surprised when she saw you acting soft and sensitive when around her and her only.

Out in the public, you were fierce, undeterred by anything that happened to anyone.

You were absolutely unshakeable with a stubbornness equal to none.

But behind closed doors, you were her baby.

And you needed constant reassurance that you were hers and she was yours.

Sevika, although she barely told you it, loved this side of yours.

You were so head over heels for her and so obsessed with every little thing that she did. She was your emotional anchor and she knew it. She revelled in it.

Sevika was playing poker as per usual and you were by her side.

You were pouting, however, with your frame covered in her poncho as well— you had gotten drenched in the rain earlier and had probably caught a fever so Sevika insisted you stay wrapped up in the red cloth to keep your body warm while she quickly finished up her last round.

“I'd kill for cuddles right now.” You whispered to her as she took a sip of her alcohol.

“Wanna wrap this up and get going?” Sevika asked, her voice uncharacteristically soft considering she was just motherlessly degrading one of the men playing against her.

You nodded, face fixed with a small pout and Sevika didn't waste a moment, dropping the cards as she obviously won her last round.

“Wrap up, boys.”

You watched as Sevika finished and helped you up. You started walking out of the bar with her.

“You sure you'll be fine on your feet?” Sevika glanced down at your shivering frame.

“If we were at home, I'd let you toss me around and carry me however. I feel like Ima pass out.”

“Then let me.” Sevika insisted although she didn't look like she'd let you walk anymore. She was genuinely worried.

“There are people!” You whisper-yelled.

“And? Everyone knows we're a thing, it won't kill you if you let me carry you home.” Sevika reasoned, her voice a low grumble.

“Ah, forget it.”

And in the next moment, Sevika whipped you off your feet, carrying you bridal style with her, back to the shared apartment.

You sighed a little and would have told her off if you weren't this tired and drained already. Besides, she was definitely much stronger and bigger than you. It wouldn't have mattered even if you did protest.

Once you both got home, Sevika put you in bed and undressed so she was only in her tank top and shorts.

“Cuddles.” You said in a baby voice and extended your hands towards her.

“You're so clingy.” Sevika didn't mean any offense and you knew it. She loved how much you needed her every single day.

“But I love you like this.” Sevika added before she hugged you close to her own impressively big frame.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, cuddle bag.”

[organic-bloodbath]

Can you write about kang Dae-ho x American reader, that Dae-ho has developed a big crush on the reader but he doesn't know how to respond to it because he's never been ina relationship before and everyone else in the group (except the reader) notices it and tease him about it?

Just admit you like me

Dae-ho x American!Reader

This applies to two different requests i got, the second one being:

"Can write about Dae-ho x American reader that Dae-ho having a crush on reader saves her in the mingle game and once it came down to two players, Dae-ho was able to have an opportunity to admit his feelings to the reader and share their first kiss?"

— Anon

Summary: As above. Dae-ho just being a nervous wreck around you.

A/N: i love this man sm. He's just a bit lost with his feelings here.

☆☆☆

You felt out of place. You were the only non-Asian player here and felt like everyone's eyes were on you whenever you weren't paying attention, though you might have been only imagining things.

You had arrived to Korea to spend your holidays here, you got two weeks off from college and needed to travel somewhere by yourself. Somewhere you couldn't possibly run into anyone you personally knew. Joining a game of life and death for money - a lot of money too - hadn't been on the list of things and places to experience during your stay in this country.

When the first person was shot to death, all you wanted to do was run away like so many other players, but you knew there was nowhere to escape. You felt your body shaking and it was a miracle your movements weren't noticed.

Suddenly, as you started running again, you tripped and lost your balance, falling backwards after some idiot pushed you - intentionally or not. For a second you were sure you were going to die, that was it, your part on the game ended before it had even properly started. Your family would report you as a missing person and would never get you back home or even know what happened to you.

Until you felt someone grab your body behind you. Arms wrapped securely around your waist, keeping you against their chest. The massive doll had turned to face you right at that same second, so you weren't able to stand up and take a better position. This person was fully in charge of holding you up and saving your life in process. The position you were in was extremely uncomfortable.

When you were allowed to move again, this person helped you to stand up again on your own, and you turned around to face him. Now in front of you stood a young man, looking down at you.

"Oh, thank you," you said quietly. "You saved me."

The doll turned around again, freezing you on your place, your head still turned towards the man's face. You had been too slow to react and continue the game.

"You're welcome," the man subtly said between his teeth, trying not to move his lips too much.

Before you started running again, he gave you a sweet smile. In only a few seconds he catched up with you and stayed right in front of you.

"Stay behind me," he said quietly, and you did as you were told.

You ran the rest of the game the same pace as him, not moving anywhere behind him. You were going to be screwed if he was going to be shot and you'd have to jump over his dead body.

But luckily, both of you made it to the end. After reaching the finish line, you walked to the guy who had catched you.

"Hi, um, thank you again," you said nervously. "Without you i'd be dead, i suppose."

"No big deal, glad to help," he smiled.

"I'm Y/N," you said and offered your arm for him to shake.

"Dae-ho," he said with a slight smile, taking your hand in his, which was much bigger than yours.

When he didn't figure out what more to say, you left him to stand there alone and went back inside.

That evening, Dae-ho wanted to approach and talk to you, but he was constantly overthinking what he would say to you. How did you start a conversation with a stranger? With a woman as gorgeous as you?

"Hi, how are you?"

"Good, thanks for asking."

"Okay, great. Bye."

Talking to men, he didn't care what he said to them and if it would mess up the conversation. To you, he would have wanted to make a good impression.

He didn't know what it was about you but when had saved your life during the game and you had turned to look at him and thank him, he was so taken aback by the sight of you for a second he had almost forgotten how to move.

☆☆☆

The next day arrived and you were given 10 minutes to prepare groups of five for the second game. You looked around the room, until your gaze landed on the group which Dae-ho was included.

"Hi, um, could i join your group?" you asked shyly, not knowing who you could rely on. The only person that had spoke to you by far, and helped too, was Dae-ho, and he felt like the safest option to choose. You looked at all three men at the same time, meaning the question to all of them.

"Of course, welcome," Gi-hun said smiling and motioned you to sit down next to him as you waited for the game to start.

You looked towards Dae-ho who only gave you a nod and an awkward smile. One more girl joined the group. She was apparently pregnant, but you all welcomed her with open arms.

When it was your group's turn to play, your feet were linked to each other, your left foot against Dae-ho's.

You rested your hand on Dae-ho's waist, your other hand on Gi-hun's back as well to keep your balance as the five of you started walking forward in total sync between the mini games.

You couldn't see it because you only kept your gaze forward, but every time you pressed your hand on Dae-ho's back, his cheeks turned a little red and his heart started beating faster. And when you let go, he instantly missed your touch.

When you had finished the entire game and could walk on your own again, all of you cheered in excitement for surviving another game. You hugged Gi-hun next to you and then wrapped your arms around Dae-ho, completely startling him.

"We made it," you smiled against his chest and let go.

You didn't think too much of it, you were a people hugger. The hug didn't last longer than couple of seconds, but Dae-ho would think about your touch on his skin until he fell asleep that night.

☆☆☆

"So," Gi-hun started as your group was eating the dinner together after the second game, "what's it like to live in America? Which state are you from?"

"I've been living in California for the past five years, though i was born in Michigan. I moved there for college and really like it there," you explained.

Gi-hun and Young-il asked bunch of questions about your studies, the differences you've noticed between the U.S. and Korea and so on. They told you about places which you must visit before you return to California and you had heard of none of them before, excited to go and see them. Gi-hun especially mentioned one diner you'd have to try.

Dae-ho sat next to you, barely saying anything during the conversation, just looking at you, smile on his face. Your voice was like music to his ears and he could have listened to you talking all day long until you were out of breath.

"Right, Dae-ho?" you asked, turning your face towards him, startling him out of his trance. He hadn't realised he had zoned out and not listened to you for the past couple of minutes.

"Huh?" he breathed out and straightened his back. "Yes, right, exactly."

He had no idea what you had said to him, but in panic he knew he should just agree whatever you were saying.

"See, the Marine guy agrees with me too," you said to Gi-hun and put your hand on Dae-ho's shoulder.

Dae-ho noticed Jun-hee holding her laugh but tried to ignore it. You paid it no attention. When you had turned your face away from Dae-ho, he gave Jun-hee an annoyed look to shut it.

"So, Y/N," Jun-hee started, taking care of the next route in the conversation, giving Dae-ho a subtle, but suggesting grin. "Are you in California by yourself or with someone?"

"Oh, i'm not alone," you said, making Dae-ho's heart drop for a second. "I live with my roommate, Sarah."

"That's nice," Jun-hee said slowly. "There's nobody else, hm, special in your life?"

"Not right now, if you don't count my dog," you chuckled.

Jun-hee winked at Dae-ho when you weren't watching.

Gi-hun and Young-il were talking together about something that didn't interest Dae-ho, and Jun-hee got up to go to the bathroom. That left you and Dae-ho alone, just the two of you for a moment.

"What do you plan to do with the money when we get out?" you asked. "Like, after you've payed off whatever debts you owe, of course."

Dae-ho tried to gather his words together and explained some of his plans to you.

"And you?" he asked.

"Well, i'm not sure yet," you said. "I know i want to travel a lot, maybe spend a year just exploring the world."

"That sounds fun," Dae-ho agreed. "I've always wanted to travel more."

"Maybe you could join me one day," you suggested, smiling.

"Oh, yea, maybe," Dae-ho said and turned his face away from you. He felt his cheeks becoming warmer.

☆☆☆

Next morning, you truly started to feel like Dae-ho was intentionally ignoring you. You had had that feeling ever since the day one. Almost every time you looked at him and your eyes connected for barely a second, he immediately turned his face away and avoided your gaze.

Jun-hee was walking towards the bathroom, but you managed to stop her and pull her to the side.

"Hey, can i ask you something?" you asked quietly, looking around you to see if anyone else would hear you, until turning back to her. "I don't know if i'm just imagining things but is Dae-ho mad at me or something?"

Jun-hee furrowed her eyebrows. "Why do you think that?"

"I don't know, he's seemed to avoid me and i feel like i've made him maybe upset."

"Oh don't worry, he's not mad at you," she chuckled.

You furrowed your brows, confused what might be the problem then. "What is it then? Do you know something?"

Jun-hee was about to say something but shut her mouth before any words were able to leave her lips. "You know, maybe you should just talk to him."

Then, she just hurried away, leaving you by yourself. That was odd.

☆☆☆

"So, Y/L's pretty, isn't she?" a man asked, suddenly appearing next to Dae-ho, startling him. It was player 124 smirking at him, elbows leaning on his knees as he sat down. He had never talked to Dae-ho before, so he was confused for a fair reason.

"What?" Dae-ho mumbled. "I mean, um, sure."

He looked towards you, feeling butterflies in his stomach when he heard your laugh all the way to the spot he was sitting at.

"Do you think i'd have chance with her?" the player 124 asked. "You two are friends, right? Could you ask her what her type is?"

"Her type?" Dae-ho's eyes widened and there was a pitch in his voice. He couldn't watch another man to flirt with you, there was no way.

"Yeah. Like what kind of guy she is into?"

"Well, i don't know. She hasn't talked to me about it," Dae-ho nervously shrugged.

"Okay, so," he started and put his arm around Dae-ho, "you go and ask her and come to speak to me again after the next game, yes?"

"Um, i don't think that's a good idea."

"Come on, brother. Man to man. I'll owe you one," the player 124 winked and smacked Dae-ho's shoulder, then standing up.

When the guy, whose name Dae-ho wasn't sure of, had left, Dae-ho felt his heart burst. He couldn't watch another man make a move on you, it would absolutely kill him. Thankfully, the guy didn't rush immediately towards you, but to his own group which included Thanos, a few other guys and a girl. Dae-ho didn't know the girl's name, but why couldn't he try to hit on her instead, and not his Y/N?

His Y/N. You weren't exactly his either, but he didn't want to see you with anyone else except him. But of course that wouldn't happen if he didn't actually talk to you about it. He had started to feel possessive over you for no reason and he somehow managed to make himself mad without anyone else's effort.

Jun-hee was next to come and keep him company.

"So, she thinks you're mad at her," she said seriously.

"Mad? I'm not mad at her," Dae-ho insisted, confused, and straightened his back.

"Come on, you have to say something and stop avoiding her like that." Jun-hee took in a deep, frustrated breath when Dae-ho didn't know what to answer. "Why is it so hard to just be yourself around her?" Jun-hee asked, clearly frustrated with his attitude and behavior.

"I just," Dae-ho started but didn't find the words. "I don't know."

"Anyone with eyes can see that she's gorgeous and if you don't act soon, she's gonna be off the market."

With that said, Jun-hee got up and left him alone. Dae-ho knew she was right and he hated it. He could already see you running into player 124's arms if he didn't start doing something about this. And that image itself in his mind made him feel ill.

☆☆☆

The Mingle challenge started and Dae-ho knew he had to make sure that you weren't left alone at any point and be lost among the crowd, all freaking out and almost ripping each others' clothes off. When the carousel was slowly spinning and everyone stood still, Dae-ho stood right next to you, gently putting his hand on your wrist.

"Stick close to me, okay?" he said quietly and swallowed.

"I will," you answered with a smile that made Dae-ho automatically smile as well.

"Can i hold your hand?" Dae-ho asked, nervous for your reaction. "Just in case, you know."

You looked at him in the eyes with a warm gaze.

"Sure," you said and took his hand in yours, taking a tight grip with your fingers so he couldn't easily let go of you.

As the rounds went by, Dae-ho didn't let go of you even for a second until you had safely arrived inside one of the rooms and the door had been locked.

When it was time to find a room for two, Dae-ho immediately sprinted towards the rooms as fast as possible, trying to be one of the firsts to reach a free room.

After the door locked, he almost forgot to let go of your hand, finally relieved that the game must now be over.

"Dae-ho?" you said next to him.

"Oh, sorry," he stuttered and let go of you.

"You've been acting oddly, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, everything's fine," he assured you but by the tone of his voice he knew you weren't buying it either. This was it, he had to be direct with you right now or otherwise the player 124 would reach to you first. "Okay, fine. It's just, i get so nervous around you."

"Nervous?" you repeated. "What makes you nervous?"

"You," he whispered with a mere breath. "You, because i... i like you, Y/N."

"I like you too, Dae-ho," she said, confused. "I really struggle to see the problem."

"No, i mean i really like you," Dae-ho corrected himself. "Like more than anyone else here. A lot more. Like just, differently."

You narrowed your eyes, until let out a quick laugh, hiding it with your hand. Dae-ho was scared that he had just completely embarrassed himself.

"Dae-ho," you smirked and looked back into his eyes, speaking slowly. "Are you saying that you have a crush on me?"

His cheeks turned red. "Um, i suppose i am, yes."

"How long, hm?"

"Since the time you crashed on me on the first day probably," he admitted and looked away for a moment, but you put your hand on his cheek and made him look at you.

"Have you never liked a girl before, Dae-ho? What are you so afraid about?"

"Well, um-"

"That i wouldn't like you back?" you questioned.

"Probably, yeah," he stuttered.

"Well, i think you're really sweet," you started and took his hands in yours, now both of them. "And brave. Funny. Strong..."

"But?" Dae-ho asked, sure there was gonna be a turn in her words which made him feel hopeful.

"There's no 'but', silly," you said and playfully hit his shoulder. "I haven't known you long enough to get to the 'but' part."

Dae-ho looked at your hands tangled together, but you lifted his face up, finger on his chin.

"I like you too, Dae-ho," you said. "And i would like to get to know you better if you'd stop avoiding eye contact with me."

Dae-ho let out a relieved laugh.

"That's, well, good to hear," he said and swallowed, eyes moving between yours and your lips. Even though it was only a second, you noticed it and took his face in your hands.

You planted a soft kiss on his lips, not longer than couple of seconds. Almost right after that, the door unlocked itself.

"Nothing more romantic than bunch of people being slaughtered behind the door while we share our first kiss," you pointed out, both of you laughing.

"I hope there will be many more," Dae-ho whispered.

"There might, if you take me on a date."

"If we get out of here alive," he said.

"We will get out, have some hope," you insisted. "I'll take you to America too some day, if you want to."

"Really?"

"Of course."

You pressed another kiss on his cheek, until took his hand in yours and led him back to the rest of your group, relieved that all of them had survived.

Dae-ho couldn't stop smiling and could still feel the ghost of your lips on his cheek.

☆☆☆

A/N: If you've sent me a request, know that i'm working on them when i'm in the mood to write about that specific character, i'll try to update the existing fics too which have more parts coming up but it'll take a while 🫶🏻💙

[mcflymemes]

AS SAID BY ASTARION ANCUNÍN *  assorted dialogue from baldur's gate 3

you are mine. no one can change that.

i wish... to drink. and be drunk.

you haven't earned the right to stare at me like that.

you could scream bloody murder out here and no one would ever know.

we should find a tavern and celebrate.

do my eyes deceive me? the gang really is all here.

i'd rather be the only dark power inside your body, if it's all the same to you.

you're cute, you know. in another life we might have been friends.

i don't hate you. because this is not you.

we just have to be vigilant. keep our wits about us.

you can try, but i will stop you.

do what you like. it's none of my concern.

i simply do not care.

we could do it, you know. we could rule the world.

i... i don't know what to say. thank you.

well that's just disgusting.

listen to me, damn it! i'm trying to save you, even if you're too stupid to see it.

believe what you want. i'm done with you.

you have no idea what i can do.

sounds like a delightful dinner plan. perhaps i'll join you.

forgiveness? you've never forgiven anything.

i don't need anyone to speak for me.

i don't owe you a damn thing.

don't worry. i'll keep watch tonight.

just don't ask me again.

is there anything else? any new and interesting ways you can waste my time?

i'll come to you tonight, when you're snugly wrapped in your bedroll and we can have a little privacy.

this time i'll make sure i'm quiet.

you're lucky i'm such an open-minded person.

why send anyone after me? i'm hardly a threat out here.

what are you waiting for? help me!

"you can do whatever you want" sounds terrifying, and it is, but there's opportunity in it, too.

i am so much more than what you made me.

hold very, very still.

i'm sorry, but could you excuse us a moment?

get out of my way. i'm in no mood to talk.

you didn't think i could do it? i'm hurt.

i appreciate your loyalty, darling, but i don't think you understand.

fair? nothing about this is fair.

i don't know who they are, but i have plenty of questions.

i'm glad to hear it.

i do believe you. i know you only did what you thought was best for me.

i just need some time to let it sink in.

you're so good to me.

safe? how can i ever be safe now?

well, hello. looking for a cuddle?

now that you're back with us, we need to have a talk.

how flattering. and disturbing.

please tell me this is important.

there's also gold, sex, revenge... quite the list, really. but failing any of those, i will always settle for shallow praise.

now just tell me i'm beautiful and we can call it a day.

i want to thank you.

you're a vision. and you're so much more than that.

this is all a game to you, isn't it?

for as long as i can remember, i've been used by others.

of course i was attracted to you. look at you, for goodness' sake!

i will forever remember what you did for me today.

that's what you've been waiting to hear, isn't it? that's what you want?

i have been waiting so long for you.

come, give yourself to me.

i'll take care of everything.

it's time to try living again.

i feel safe with you. seen.

we don't have to rush into anything tonight.

would it kill you to dispense a compliment?

looking for something?

honestly, you have no sense of fun.

i do appreciate your enthusiasm, but let's try to restrain ourselves a little.

would you like a tour? we can start with my tent, if you like.

everything was taken from me, too.

well, that could have gone better.

i don't know what you mean.

were you actually worried i was angry?

so what was it like? tell me everything.

i hope i'm not interrupting.

some day that soft heart of yours is going to be torn out of your chest.

what a party. we should do this again.

there you are. i've been waiting. waiting since the moment i set eyes on you. waiting to have you.

you've seen enough already.

i didn't want to lose control.

oh, don't be like that. not every problem has to be beaten to death, my dear.

wait! don't interrupt them!

let's not make trouble for some stranger.

my, this place is fun.

my past isn't exactly a happy story.

that was amazing.

it won't happen again. you have my word.

so many people need killing.

remember who saved you.

don't worry. i'm here.

[bunny-jpeg]

hii bunny can I get blueberry muffins and a crepe on the house? served by lewis hamilton?? thank you!

bakery menu

want to suggest your own order? hit up the menu to see what we're serving up!! thank you so much for the prompt and i loved what you wanted! enjoy!

blueberry muffins ("i don't think it'll fit.") + crepe ("pretty girl.") + on the house: juice (cockwarming) served by lewis hamilton (formula one)!

cw: smut/pwp, cockwarming, size kink, praise kink, personal assistant!reader, secret relationship, missionary

"pretty girl." lewis' voice was a sing-song when you passed by him in the paddock. you looked over and saw him approach you with something behind his back, "there's my pretty girl!" when he got close enough he showed you the flowers that were behind his back, "and how are you today?"

you looked him in the eyes and chuckled, "oh no, what do you want now, lewis?" you looked at the flowers soon after.

"nothing, nothing at all. can't i spoil you, my favourite p.a has been doing so much lately. she deserves a thank you." he smiled before he leaned forward and kissed you on the cheek.

you chuckled and patted him on the chest. you took the flowers and asked, "should i find a hotel key card in here?"

he shrugged a little, "maybe. guess you'll have to see the find out."

after qualifier you ended up at lewis' hotel room with the card between your fingers. you sighed a little when you slid the key into the slot then opened the door.

"hello, hamilton." you said in a sweet voice.

he got up from his seat on the couch and headed towards you. in a white t-shirt and sweatpants. he draped his arms around you and kissed you on the face, "glad you could join me tonight, i know you must've been so busy."

you leaned up to kiss him on the lips, "you have to be more careful, lewis. if someone gets the wrong idea, it could be trouble for us."

he smiled, "then i'll have to simply tell the world how much i adore you, my p.a." he then kissed you once more before he pulled away and lead you to the bedroom.

he was a sweet talker you knew that, anyone who looked at him for more two seconds knew that he could talk his way out of any situation. you found it endearing, his soft words in your ear. in all fairness he was only sweet as honey to you.

bringing you flowers, expensive little gifts from far off places, those strong arms around you. the kisses on your neck, he wanted you in all the way he could have you. you were beautiful, ethereal in a way that he could not put into words.

he took off his t-shirt an you admired the sight of his tattoos. you ran your hands down his chest and went in for another sweet kiss. he was like that, lips like sugar and a hold that made you melt like caramel in the hot sun.

"you did well today, hamilton. i'm proud of you, i see you still have that spark of yours." you chuckled as you splayed on hand across his broad chest. he really was handsome, but you bit your tongue as you continued to drag your nails lightly across his skin.

"only when i know you're waiting for me at the finish line."

you held his face and kissed him sweetly on the lips, when you pulled away, you continued to hold his face, "where else would i be?"

he smiled, "at my house, under my covers. watching me on the big screen with your hand between your legs."

you laughed, "too funny, someone has to keep you in check." then you started to take off your own mercedes branded t-shirt for work, followed by your pants. you were left in a white bra and grey panties.

"fair and i'd want no one else." he got out of his own clothes and you were on the bed. he helped you get onto his lap and let you sink down on his cock. but instead of the two of moving together.

you sat there, keeping his cock warm in your slick pussy. the kisses between you two were hot but there was no movement elsewhere. you stayed still, letting him keep you full.

it was nice to feel so close to him, after the weekend you had so far, it was nice to take a break and let the two of you just feel close together. you peppered kisses along his jaw and face, and he melted into them.

you moved your hips a little but he placed both hands on them to keep you still. he chuckled against your lips before he said to you, "you're not going anywhere."

lewis had a perfect size cock for you, which let you feel nestled against him. you sighed contently as you continued to kiss him with a certain passion.

"i'm so proud of you." he said softly, his lips on your skin. he exhaled deeply and remained close to you, 'you were so nice at qualifier, how you look when you're doing your job. it's honestly a cute sight. miss professional making sure that i'm where i need to be." he then joked, "it'll be good when you're herding the little hamiltons."

you laughed and then held his face to look at you, "really now, lewis? how about we do one thing at a time. i refuse to be your stay at home bride."

he smiled, "of course, i wouldn't expect anything less." then rolled his hips a little up into you. he knew you were on birth control, but still let him sink in bare.

it was a level of trust that made his heart skip. you moved a little bit as well, letting your arms drape over his shoulders. he soon got you onto your back, you looked even more perfect under him.

he nuzzled your neck and got your arms around him. his cock slipped back in with ease and he got his legs around you. he thrusted up into you and felt the curl of pleasure in his gut.

you were beautiful, he couldn't believe it. you just looked like a perfect image under him. you briefly let go of him to push hair out of your face as he continued to thrust in and out of you.

"you look so beautiful, it would be illegal for a woman this beautiful to be around the paddock. i see how they look at you, the crew, the press, even other drivers. makes me realize how lucky i am."

"why because i don't even notice them?"

he chuckled and kissed the bridge of your nose, "yes, because you only look back at me. i guess that makes me lucky." he planted both hands on either side of you to give you more leverage.

you held onto him, then pressed his face into your chest. he groaned against the warmth of your skin. it was like touching the sunlight on a summer's day. he continued to move against you, his cock rutted against your insides. it all felt so good.

"you're a beautiful woman." he said.

"and you're not too bad yourself." you said as you lightly raked your nails across his shoulders. his lips landed on yours once more as the two of you moved together.

when he broke the kiss, he got comfortable with his head against your heart as he fucked you. the two of you moved together as one, it felt so nice being laid out under him. he could hear your quickening heartbeat as he moved his hips.

he continued the praises, he kept his pace steady with you. but even then he knew he wasn't going to last long. your warmth was comforting and your affection for him was strong. he held onto the bed under you and quickly moved his hips.

"you're actually quite handsome." you said softly, "you just look so pretty. even post-race, that's a whole other beast."

"of course, i have to look good for you after all that." he laughed.

he picked up the pace, and lips were all over your chest. he pressed into you further and loved the feeling of you under him. you held onto his shoulders further.

"you look beautiful like this. you are so painfully beautiful."

you came first with an arch of your back. you held onto him tightly and let out a sweet string of moans. you looked beautiful under him, right as you should. you orgasm hit like a train and you felt yourself be drawn under the waves of pleasure. it made your heart jump, it felt so good.

"please, lewis." you panted.

"i've got you." he replied softly as he put all of himself to it an finished inside of you. he kept up the pace and eyed you. he felt the thrill of pleasure through his body as he gave it a few more heavy strokes before he finished inside of you.

you whined, "holy shit. so good."

he slowed to a stop and rested against you for a moment, he pressed a bit of his weight onto you. it didn't crush you, i was rather comforting. you trailed your nails through his hair and kissed his forehead affectionately. he made a soft noise into your chest.

the labels of your relationship changed by the hour in some cases. lovers, friends, co-workers, all you knew was that you were in each other's orbit. as he looked up at you and you craned your neck to kiss him on the cheek, you could see a future in those beautiful brown eyes.

you rubbed his cheek and asked, "why don't we get something to eat, just the two of us? like a date."

he leaned in to kiss you on the collarbone as he settled down next to you, "that sounds great, but just give me a few minutes. i'm still getting myself together."

you'd give him more than a few minutes, you'd give him a whole lifetime. <3

[luveline]

i lowkey need to see stripper!reader and spencer again

for you gorgeous ♡ fem

cw adult themes

Hotch and Spencer draw attention at the strip club for the same reason but in varied fonts. They're both reminiscent of your regulars, Hotch the picture of a businessman with a wife to forget and steam to blow, and Spencer the silent sweetheart, pretty but too shy to talk to normal girls. 

He doesn't need a normal girl when he has you. 

You're glad for your cover up clothes as you lean against the dressing room door. One of the bouncers peers at you from the corner of his eye. 

"Trouble?" he asks. 

"Not sure. Probably not." You wave until Agent Hotchner notices you. To your delight, he raises his hand politely. 

You step around the bouncer and bypass the stage to the lighter area of the club where they stand in wait. "Hello. I could've met you outside." 

"Would you?" Agent Hotchner asks. 

You don't need him to explain. It's not the most professional thing, loitering in a club like this. You follow them out of the club and onto the street, cold even in your sweatpants as the wind rails. Spencer lets you squeeze his fingers in greeting, but that's all. 

"It's nice to see you again, Agent Hotchner," you say honestly, giving him a smile. 

He doesn't return the pleasantry, but Spencer swears he's softer than he looks so you choose to run with it as Agent Hotchner says, "We need information on one of your patrons." 

"Tennis Lawley," Spencer adds. 

"Tennis," you repeat. "I thought my pseudonym was bad."

Spencer gives you a quick look. I'd laugh if I weren't at work, it says. "We think he's involved in a string of killings in Washington DC. What do you know about him?" 

It's not an exaggeration to say you've played therapist for Tennis and a ton of guys just like him. Being a stripper, an exotic dancer, whatever anyone wants to call it (though Spencer usually just calls it your work) has pros and cons. You've felt it to be heavier on the con side, but this is a big plus, being able to assist someone you care about with something important. It makes you feel useful for once, like you're more than the froth of the city. "Ask me anything," you say, hiding your cheek from the cold with a deft hand. 

Spencer and Agent Hotchner ask you all sorts of questions, personal to their suspect and less so, and for the most part you're able to answer them. You can tell from the look on Hotchner's face that he's both surprised and extremely satisfied by your knowing, and he emphasises his thankfulness with a touch to your upper arm before he says goodbye. "Your help is invaluable, Y/N, thank you." 

Spencer, your sweetheart, stays for a more thorough farewell. 

"Have you eaten yet today?" he asks, the hand you'd squeezed earlier leaping for yours. "You look tired." 

"It's getting close to midnight, Spence. I'm alright. You and Agent Hotchner should head home and rest yourselves…" You bring your hand to his cheek but think better of yourself, pushing your arm over his shoulder instead for a hug. His own arms contract around you immediately. "I miss you lately, where have you been?" 

"Everywhere. I miss you too," he says. Despite the months of knowing one another, and the many states he's seen you in, you know without looking that Spencer is blushing profusely. 

You kiss his cheek as your heels return to safe ground. "Come and see me again soon, okay? And bring your rich friends. The older one, Rossi, is he really a millionaire? A divorced one?" 

"Yes, he is," Spencer says with a laugh, his voice climbing higher, "but I don't think he's looking for another wife right now, sorry." 

"Maybe Agent Hotchner–" 

"Stop calling him that." 

You look Spencer straight in the eye, nearly caught off guard by how sweet and soft they meld at your touch where your hands linger in his. 

You often think that you and Spencer aren't meant to be. Your life, whether willing or unwilling, by choice or design, is entirely focused around your body, and Spencer's world revolves around his mind. You know that what you do for work isn't anything to be ashamed of, but you have the same doubts as anyone else. You know what people think of you. You wouldn't blame Spencer for thinking the same things. And you wouldn't expect him to want to be with you in any aspect that wasn't physical. 

But when he holds your hands in his like this, as though they're made of something delicate, something he wants to map every detail or by fingertip alone, you wish things were different. 

You clear your throat. "I really do miss you when you're away," you confess. 

"I'm sorry." 

"Don't be." Your hands miss his the millisecond you pull them away. "I guess I shouldn't keep you. Your boss will be wondering where you are." 

"Are you okay?" 

You can't even pretend it's a strange question; you're acting strange. "I'm fine, Dr. Reid. My nice new boss knows I know the feds, and all the girls are jealous of me when you guys come to visit. They think I'm on your payroll." 

Spencer quirks a puzzled frown, brows pulled together tightly. "You're harder to read than most people. Have I ever told you that?" 

"I guess it's 'cos I spend so much time pretending I'm a different person," you say, smiling to prompt him into smiling back. 

"Maybe." He pulls his bag from where it rests against his hip and opens it, rummaging through the contents with a confused murmur until he pulls out the shape he'd been looking for. "Here. Don't go to bed hungry, okay?" 

Spencer puts a protein bar in your hand. 

He steals a quick hug and leaves not long after that, crossing the dark parking lot to the mass of the dark SUV he arrives in. With one hand, you clutch the protein bar until it takes a new shape, and with the other you blow two sweet kisses, a cheesy, gaudy gesture that never fails to make your favourite special Agent blush. 

[fuji-sen]

the 'evil imposter' just wants to be a baker!

Prologue: The Foodie turned Imposter?!

Part 10: A stew called denial.

[ part 9] || [ masterlist ] || [ part 11 ]

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I would like to thank everyone's patience in waiting for the next chapter, I had been busy with college things and cleaning up my tumblr posts (mostly the navigation posts)

The feeling of the wind pricking Bennett's eyes was brief, he felt fear as he fell towards the ground but instead of the painful impact he had expected, he fell into something fluffy and cold.

"What-?" he sat up, hands clenching white furry grass. "Bennett!" he turned, looking down at Razor who was motioning him to get off of the soft pillow had landed on.

"Stop gripping my hair child."

Oh-

Oh shit-

Bennett paled, losing grip on the white fur he had been grabbing and tugging and soon he rolled down the back of the large beast. Who turned to them with glowing blue eyes, narrowing in a deadly glare.

"I'm sorry!" The ash blond haired boy immediately apologized, getting off of Razor's arms to bow in fear at the sight of the weekly boss.

"Don't be mean to him!" You who stood atop of the great wolf berated him, foot stomping at the top of his head like you were throwing a tantrum.

'she's- she's insane!' Bennett couldn't help but bite his nails in worry.

Razor couldn't believe the sight of the Great Wolf King who quickly frowned, a sound that resembled that of a whimper as he rested on the ground, head first creating a huge thumping sound and sending vibrations to the area.

You slid down his furry head and landed with a slight tumble as your hands began to pat down the dust and fur off your clothes despite knowing there was no saving them now.

Despite being a being born of anemo and cryo, the large wolf still seemed to have fur that resembled elemental traces.

Your hands were sweaty, clamming up as your nerves resurfaced. You regarded the king of the woods with fear and distrust, the memory of Dvalin, or Stormterror gobbling you up was fresh on your mind despite how hazy your memory was. Would Andrius or Boreas, have a similar first impression towards you?

The large beast sighed, steam leaving his nostrils as he pointed looked away from anyone. . mumbling only a disgruntled "sorry." You quickly looked at him, eyes wide having not expected him to apologize.

And well, who were you to resist the next course of action?

You had raised your hand, the large wolf had expected you to hit or scold him more, instead something small touched his snout and he stared at you, smiles and all.

"Good boy." you sighed in relief, him apologizing was one of the few good things that had happened to you for awhile now. I mean, if you'd been hunted down for a long while and one of the strongest beings in the region just listened to you, I'd be for sure as hell happy.

Suddenly the ground shook, and you turned to find his tail swaying happily and occasionally hitting the ground.

"That wasn't me."

The said elemental wolf grumbled, looking away.

"Of course that wasn't you." You simply smiled rubbing his snout before moving to pat the bridge of his nose/snout(?)

"Are you seeing this Razor?" ". . yes?"

Although the adrenaline worn off eventually, the shock did not. Although most of the wolves of wolvendom had expected the sight before them, Razor and Bennett haven't. Who wouldn't be though?

They just found the imposter who seems to be the actual creator, petting the wolf king!

"So. . ." you cleared your throat, though whatever attempts you had were in vain as you found yourself sitting on top of the large weekly boss's head. "I'm glad you're not here to kill me."

"kill you??"

your question seemed to remind him of something, and suddenly a cold wind emitted from him. as if born from his anger.

your teeth chattered at the low temperature, your body trembled however not solely due to the cold, but also in fear at the sheer bloodlust that radiated off of Andrius. You almost forgot why he was a being who contested to be the archon in the past.

"that fool of a god! how dare he let his people attack you!" he pawed the ground, sharp talons carving the stone of the arena. "Woah!" you yelped as he abruptly stood up, you almost fell but luckily you were quick enough to grip onto his fur.

Realizing your plights he growled but the crazy winds disappeared as he relaxed, lowering himself to let you stand on more stable ground.

"Apologies. . your holiness." he said with a sort of whimper that made you almost forget about how scary he could be.

"it's okay, thank you for being mad for me." you sigh, a small smile on your lips despite the chilling confirmation.

Was it really confirmation though? maybe Andrius has suffered from erosion as well, leading him to become delirious? "But I'm not holy being, nor am I the creator." you hesitantly stated, hands rubbing your elbows as you looked away.

"Nonsense" he brushed your insecurities and skepticism. "I remember, despite all these years the scent of my mother. . the creator." he slowly blinked, resting his head on the ground so your eyes could easily meet.

Shaking your head once more, "I am human, I swear, I'm no imposter, I don't claim to be the creator!" your lips trembled "so please don't call me that, I don't want anymore reasons for them to attack me."

"oh beloved one" his voice was soft, as his tail came swiping gently along your face, it was soft. . a bit chilly but comforting. "Please don't cry, your tears breaks what is left of my heart."

crying?

ah so that was the wet liquid trickling down your face.

Your hands swiped furiously at your cheeks and eyes, trying to stop the waterfall but to no avail. "My name is [name], i'm just a human, I want to go home!"

"I really am not. . so please, i don't want to get hurt."

"alright. . . [name]" Andrius agreed, though you know it was only to calm you down. He still believes you are that stupid creator. Creator or not, did you deserve this kind of treatment? did their faithful devotion towards their creator excused their manhunt of you?

the thought of being the creator made your skin crawl, it wasn't pleasing really. It was unsettling for someone whos lived and known themself as a human,

a god? ridiculous.

you were definitely in denial of the truth so clear to you.

‧₊˚ ⋅ 𓎩 ‧₊˚ ⋅‧₊˚ ⋅ 𓐐𓎩 ‧₊˚ ⋅

"What are you making?" Bennett and Razor stayed, despite how night has fallen upon the region, or the chances of people looking for them since they're gone. They decided it was better to stay by your side, due to your current mental and emotional state.

"Stew.." Because it was night and because andrius was near them, it was colder than usual, which led to you craving something warm to feel you up. Setting up camp wasn't easy since you lacked a few materials but Bennett had came prepared while Razor followed your orders and went off to search for food.

"so um. . what should I call you?" he asked nervously. "You can call me [name]" you scoffed, a bit down in the dumps to interact with your fav unlucky boy. "Just [name], not [name] the creator or [name] the imposter." you said while cutting the carrots in a scary way.

TACK!

The pyro sword character. . person flinched at the sound, "o-okay,, [name]. ."

Sighing, you turned to him with a more softer look, one filled with guilt. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude Bennett." He shook his head quickly "No it's okay! you're under a lot of stress-"

"and danger-"

-"yeah and danger! so I get you're probably not in the mood for talking. . especially since you don't really know me." he explained with an understanding smile.

"Who said I wasn't in the mood for talking?" you said, despite knowing how it looked like with your attitude just a few moments ago "I wanted to talk to you and Razor for so long-" it wasn't a lie (you loved those two kids) "like what food do you like?"

He easily replied "Well I like meat!" "Well I know that, but what about specific dishes?" you chuckled, maybe its because he was young and a boy that he really loved meat? well he is an adventurer so he'd need lots of protein, was your line of thinking.

"but" he turned to you with curious eyes "how'd you know I like meat?" he tilted his head, making your heart squeeze out of cuteness.

blink

blink again

realizing his words, you realized you had slip up. "O-oh it's just, you seem the type and it feels like I already know you." you chuckled awkwardly hoping he'd believe it.

"Really?" he stared at you, before beaming brightly "I had the same feeling about you too!"

"oh?" you blinked again, ignoring the urge to sigh in relief.

"yeah!" he was sitting happily on a chopped down log (a makeshift chair), kicking his legs as he told you "I kinda just noticed, but I feel all warm and fuzzy when I'm with you. Like I feel stronger and protected you know? and i don't feel like I'm bad luck at all."

"I'm glad you feel that way" you turned back to the vegetables you had finished cleaning and cutting. There was a large pot in front of you, one that Razor brought before leaving again to hunt for boards, you had a sneaking suspicion he got in from a hilichurl camp but said nothing. "I think we'll need more firewood to cook in this ridiculously large pot." you hummed.

Bennett stood up, volunteering to get some more firewood. "Promise to be safe?" you asked him as he was leaving to head back into the forest, a hand outstretched as well as your pinky.

"Promise." and, without any hesitation, he wrapped his own pinky around yours.

As Bennett entered the forest, he turned around once more. Eyes staring at your form, you were so focused on cooking and filling the pot up with water and ingredients that you didn't notice..

he wasn't completely truthful

although he was sincere when he said he felt warm and fuzzy, he held back on also saying that being with you.. felt like whenever the creator was there with him. A feeling of being love and cherished.. and empowering presence.. That same feeling.. you had it. Although the empowering presence felt weaker, still he knew it was you.

and he knew, you were their creator or at least.. related to them.

but he knew, he knew if he told you that, you'd freak out. Just like what you did with Andrius. and he didn't want to scare you, or hurt you.. it was the least he could do after all the pain and suffering you felt at the hands of the other people of mondstadt.

yoooo did ya miss me?

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[grandline-fics]

Immune To Your Charms

DESCRIPTION: Soulmates are incapable of harming the other in any way. Normally that would be a good thing but not when you're meant to be enemies.

WARNINGS: It's Doflamingo so he's his own warning. Don't read if he's not someone you enjoy reading fics about. Slight depictions of injury/death. Some hurt-comfort. Enemies to Lovers. Soulmate! AU

CHARACTERS: Doflamingo

WORDS: 3,984

A/N: April's a rough month for me and I haven't had much creative energy if I'm being honest. Between life, work, and personal stuff writing sadly gets set to the side more than I'd like it to be. I know I have requests and the Valentines Event to finish but I don't want to force those out just to have them done. I want to take my time and post what I'm proud to have written and thank you all for your patience with those. Needed some Doffy to try and get things going again and help me out of my slump. Thank you all for the love and support, hopefully you like this chapter. The next one will be the party. Enjoy ♥️

*REQUESTS ARE OPEN*

DIRECTORY | PROMPT LIST | KO-FI

Chapter One | Chapter Two | Chapter Three | Chapter Four | Chapter Five | Chapter Six | Chapter Seven | Chapter Eight | Chapter Nine | Chapter Ten | Chapter Eleven | Chapter Twelve | Chapter Thirteen | Chapter Fourteen | Chapter Fifteen | Chapter Sixteen(here) | Chapter Seventeen (coming soon)

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Doflamingo knew Dressrosa would be in safe hands with those in his family staying behind while he was gone. Long stretches of time away were rare but he always made sure nothing was left to chance in his absence. Counting in the time to get there, attend, and return he would be gone for nearly two weeks so he needed to settle preparations with the kingdom and his many other operations and work needed before departing. His subordinates and servants knew their daily tasks and duties and the higher ranking members were all given a fair share of additional responsibilities, everyone knowing that should anything be lacking on his return, all would suffer the consequences together. Finalising the last of the necessary details, Doflamingo rose from his desk and left the office, walking straight for the dining room. As he neared the room he heard Dellinger speak up. “So what time do you set sail?”

“First thing in the morning.” You looked up at the sound of Doflamingo’s voice answering the question that had been directed at Diamanté. With his usual chuckle and a building grin he added. “So those of you attending, make sure you get a good night’s rest because if you aren’t at the ship in time we’ll leave you behind.”

“Even me?” You asked as he slid into his seat beside you. You tried your best to look as innocently concerned about the prospect of being left behind even though it was because of you Doflamingo had even entertained the notion of attending this ordeal in the first place. 

“I’ll drag you out of your bed personally.” Doflamingo answered with a grin when a challenging glint shone in your eyes.

“Hey, hey Doffy!” Trebol spoke up, leaning forward toward his King, getting as close as he possibly could and as always with with no regard for anyone’s personal space. You continued to eat, glad you were on the other side of Doflamingo and safe from Trebol’s overbearing reach. “Why are you going so far away this time?”

“Yes I was curious about that too.” Lao G added. “Is there something special out there? Are you planning something else while you’re away?”

“If something important was being planned it wouldn’t be so spontaneous and more of us would be going too.” Gladius argued, prompting more voices to join the conversation and theorise the reasoning behind this trip away to an event they knew their King tended to avoid as much as possible. 

As they spoke amongst themselves you contented yourself to just enjoying your meal while also idly wondering what this event was going to be like. Beside you, Doflamingo had also said nothing to stop or encourage the current conversation, simply letting them be. After a while some became bored of trying to work out Doflamingo’s motivations behind his actions -as they normally did- and drifted into other discussions. Suddenly Baby 5 let out a gasp and she looked to Doflamingo with widened eyes and small blush dusting her cheeks. “D-doffy! Could it be your wedding?!”

Silence fell over the table among the family immediately. Some looked to Baby 5 first in silent fury, her overly romantic mind could be the cause they lose their heads because they get caught in the crossfire of angering their young master with her wistful and disrespectful question. Then again, they were all suddenly hit with the consideration that she may have been onto something. It made more sense than anything else they could have come up with so far. So they all looked to the top of the table where you and Doflamingo sat. Together you both looked at the other and immediately burst into laughter like this was the best joke you’d heard all week. Because that was the only way the both of you would even consider Baby 5’s words. It was ridiculous. At least it was to the two of you, everyone else on the other hand silently regarded you both and began to wonder if the time away was going to lead to any further developments between the two soulmates.

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The Numancia Flamingo was definitely a sight to behold. You hadn’t been entirely sure what you’d been expecting before finally seeing and boarding the ship but when you did it was definitely the only thing you found that would suit Doflamingo. Had you put any thought into imagining the vessel it would have paled in comparison to the real thing. Truthfully it didn’t really matter on looks, it could have been a dingy little tugboat for all you cared because all that mattered now was getting to be on a ship again for the first time in months. 

You stood leaning against the railing and let your eyes slide closed as you felt Dressrosa’s summer heat recede back and the cool sea breeze began to pick up and wash over your face. You took a long, relaxed breath and gave a small hum. Opening your eyes you turned around, casually bracing your hands on the railing and watched Doflamingo approach. You said nothing as he came to a stop beside you but you did catch Diamanté, Baby 5, and Gladius standing on the other side of the deck, watching with expressions of varied levels of curiosity. Since this was only day on of the journey you braced yourself for this being the calm, anticipating their behaviour to heighten over the days at sea. “You look peaceful. You miss being out on the water that much?”

“Can you blame me for feeling a little nostalgic?” You asked with a small smile, looking to Doflamingo as he adjusted his position to still lean by the railing but also face you. “The last time I was on a ship was when my unit docked to begin our mission on observing your little enterprise at the warehouse.”

“How long were you stationed there until I showed up?” Doflamingo asked with a grin, the memory of your dazed and pained face lit by the warehouse fire realise he was the one your unit had unknowingly been pursuing flashing in his mind. Even then on the brink of passing out and accepting of your fate you’d been stubbornly defiant. 

“Nearly two months.” You explained, your smile lessening slightly. You were used to the routine tedium of keeping a low profile, watching for all activity, obeying the orders given on jobs like those but now that you thought on it and given that it was the last mission you’d ever have you couldn’t help but feel conflicted about it all. You thought fondly of your friends while also missing them but then would be hit with guilt. Did you even deserve to miss them when you were sitting and talking so comfortably with the man who was the reason they were all dead and gone. Quickly you cleared your throat and to distract yourself you added.  “Now that I think about it, I suppose I was on a ship after that, right? To get to Dressrosa.”

“We didn’t sail. I carried you back while you were unconscious and used my strings to get back.” At Doflamingo’s words you tilted your head in slight confusion. At the time you’d never questioned how you’d gotten to Dressrosa. For one thing, you were certain you weren’t going to be alive much longer and that you’d woken to Doflamingo demanding to know how he couldn’t hurt you if didn’t give you much time to think about it beyond using logic to fill in the gaps.

“Being away from Dressrosa for so long is a bit of a hassle isn’t it?” You asked, his words now bringing a new thought to you. You couldn’t believe it but you were now beginning to share Trebol's curiosity from the night before. “Why did you pick this event to go to? You get countless invitations. I’m sure there were many a lot closer to home.”

“I don’t know why, this one seemed the most interesting.” Doflamingo shrugged casually, not making a comment on how you’d inadvertently called Dressrosa ‘home’ and also chose to ignore the feeling that it brought him. “Didn’t look at the location until you agreed to go.”

“Still I wouldn't have minded if we went somewhere closer.” You explained before smirking. “They're all the same right?”

“Right but it’ll be interesting to see you navigate this as a guest.”

“I’ll have to be careful though, won't get away with half the stuff I normally do will I?” You grinned playfully. “Also means I have to behave around you too. Guess I should practice my ‘yes King Doffy’s and ‘anything you say, young master’s on the way.” For emphasis you straightened up to give him your best attempt at an exaggerated bow fitting his title.

“As much as I loved that display, you don't need to worry about doing that in front of anyone. Just be yourself. It’s not like they can do anything to you if you annoy them anyway.”

“Not worried I could be a target of those ‘clumsy assassinations’ you told me about?”

“When they see you’re with me they’ll know to leave you alone.” Doflamingo’s voice took on a hard edge, the threat of what would happen clear, not that it needed clarifying further. You saw how furious he was when a mere servant opened a door against your face by accident. The bloodbath and Doflamingo’s ferocity that would come should someone else try to kill you when that was his goal didn’t bear thinking about. Strangely you didn’t feel fear from him when he was like this, you never did. While you wanted to avoid as much unnecessary violence or death as possible, you knew Doflamingo would do as he wished.

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The members of the Doflamingo family on the ship had begun to become more observant when it came to you and their ruler. Most of the time back on Dressrosa you tended to keep to yourself up until recent events took place so there were things they were only noticing or getting to see now. When they had watched Doflamingo approach, you turned without him even making a noise. Whatever it had been you were discussing it seemed relaxed enough but what caught their attention the most had been how close you both stood to each other and how you and Doflamingo looked solely on the other’s face as you talked. Even more interesting was how neither of your called attention or seemed to notice that Doflamingo’s hand was over yours for the conversation and that your finger was curled around one of his. 

Now they all sat in the ship’s lounge, relaxing after their dinner. Just as they would back in Dressrosa’s palace, they all settled into their own spots and contented themselves with idle chatter, a drink, and something to occupy them until they eventually would decide to go to bed for the night. Doflamingo took up most of one of the sofas all by himself, stretched out comfortably with a drink in one hand and the other draped over the back of his seat. Lazily he would twitch and arch his finger to move the chess pieces on the board between him and Diamanté who sat opposite him. 

You were the last to come into the room, having stopped by your room to grab a book. Entering you were already reading and immediately walked to the sofa Doflamingo was sprawled out on. You wordlessly dropped down onto the seat without checking if any space had been made for you, which to the silent surprise of the rest of the family there had been. The second you’d made your move, Doflamingo remained focused on the game while lounging but had adjusted his leg in time to make room for you to comfortably settle against the cushions and his side. With your back against him, you turned the page, continuing to read while Doflamingo made his next move in his game with Diamanté, neither of you uttering a word to each other. Both of you seemed completely unaware of how effortlessly domestic and cosy it all seemed but it practically slapped the others in the face. Part of them wanted to make a comment, even a light, teasing one but held back, unsure how either of you would take it. With the other members of the family back home depending on them to bring back all the juicy details, they didn’t want to risk ruining things by pointing out the unconscious moments between two of you especially on the first day. 

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“Your family have been staring a lot today.” You noted as you climbed into the bed you’d be sharing with Doflamingo for the duration of the trip. It had already been mentioned and while you’d both slept in each other’s presence before, you couldn't help but realise this was the first time it was happening without you being sick or sleep deprived. Still you found no issue in it deep down, it just meant another slight shift in things was happening between you and Doflamingo. “Are they expecting something to happen?”

“Like what?” Doflamingo asked with a chuckle, his family hadn’t exactly been subtle with their observations but even he couldn’t work out what was suddenly so interesting. 

“I dunno, they’re your responsibility so you tell me.” You shrugged with a yawn as Doflamingo switched off the light. 

“Sometimes they’re a mystery even to me. They’ll get bored and move on to something else, they always do.” Doflamingo explained and you nodded.

Ultimately it didn’t matter what it was that had them acting stranger than normal. Whatever their motivations they were going to continue until what they were waiting for did or didn’t happen. Anything was possible in their imaginations, Baby 5’s ridiculous suggestion that Doflamingo and you were going to marry on this trip was proof of that. As long as they didn’t get too in your face about it, you were happy to just let them continue as they were. Besides you were too tired to give them anymore thought. With another yawn, this one deeper and longer than the last you lay back more and felt yourself fall over to sleep, carried there by the sounds of waves hitting against the side of the ship. It had been so long since you’d fallen asleep to the familiar sound and given your earlier conversation with the man asleep next to you, it was no wonder that your mind conjured the images that it did for your dreams. 

It started pleasant enough. You were sat around a table with your unit sharing a meal, talking and laughing without any cares or worries. Then the laughter slowed and an almighty explosion came from the centre of the table, hurtling your body backwards through the air and plunging you into the coldest and darkest waters. You struggled and clawed with all your might to fight your way out of the depths but your limbs felt heavier and heavier with no sign of the surface in sight. Finally hands broke through the surface and hauled you from the water. You slumped onto the floor and took a few steadying breaths.

Lifting your head to thank your saviour you froze with the words lodged in your throat. Your eyes widened as you took in the sight of the young cadet that died in the warehouse explosion but it wasn’t as you knew him. Standing before you now was his burning body, the scorched remnants of his uniform melted to his skin and eyes literally ablaze as he looked down at you in fury, with laboured, crackling breaths smoke bled from his parted mouth. “Traitor.” You flinched at the low, agonising voice he now spoke with. “You’re a traitor.”

Numbly you sat cold and horrified, unable to speak. Trembling you could only stare helplessly at the cadet and shake your head. Suddenly he was behind you, charred and burning fingers clawing into your skull and forcing you to look forward. Against the fires of the destroyed warehouse debris you were faced with the bloodied and lifeless bodies of the rest of your unit. You didn’t see what had become of them personally but knew they’d died so in this nightmare, your imagination created the worst visions possible. Then they all spoke together, a chorus of haunting accusations. “Traitor.” “You forgot us.” “Dead because of you.” “Sided with the enemy.” “Our blood is on your hands.” “Your fault.” 

Their unseeing eyes blinked and their heads turned your way, their rigid, bloodied hands moving to drag themselves across the space between them and you. While the burning cadet held you firmly in place, the rest of the unit drew closer and closer chanting the chorus of “Your fault” over and over again until they were swarmed on top of you and smothered you. 

With a strangled gasp you bolted upright in the bed, kicking and pushing to try and rid the phantoms from your nightmare away from you but still their touch persistently clung to your skin. You jolted when the most determined phantom grabbed your wrists to stop your thrashing. At the sound of Doflamingo’s deep voice saying your name you blinked through your disoriented panic and swallowed the lump in your throat and tried to calm your rapid breathing. Finally you were able to remind yourself that it had all just been an awful dream and that the images weren't real but as rational as you were it all still had a vicelike grip on you. 

You were pulled forward and Doflamingo adjusted you to settle on his lap. He wrapped his arm around you and settled his other hand on the back of your head, settling you against his chest. Hearing his strong, steady heartbeat finally helped you to relax. Following his breaths as a guide you began to ease and the small shake in your frame settled. For the longest moment you remained against him, your eyes staring at nothing and only focusing on the warmth of Doflamingo’s body against yours. 

With a tired sigh you began to pull out of his hold. Now that you’d calmed from the nightmare you decided to let him get back to sleep. Except you stopped when his grip tightened. Silently Doflamingo lay down and kept you against him. “Aren’t you going to ask?”

“I’m no stranger to nightmares.” Doflamingo told you, his fingers moving against your back in similar motions as you had with him when you proved he needed to relax more. “Only talk about it if you want. Or say nothing at all. It’s your choice.”

“Thanks Doffy.” You murmured, your voice already growing thick and in seconds you were drifting off to sleep in his arms.

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While the nightmare hadn’t been brought up again and even though it didn’t happen again, the consequences of it were evident. For every night that followed, no matter what position you both settled into the two of you would wake fully rested and in each other’s hold; usually with your head on his chest. As always when it came to anything that could be perceived as soft or tender or actions fuelled by emotion, nothing was said about the sleeping arrangements. If anything, you both would merely convince yourselves it was for your own benefit; simply a way to have a peaceful night's rest and nothing more. For you both this was the best way to handle things, to just continue as you both were without looking deeper.

As you sipped at your morning tea you saw the outline of an island slowly come into view, a tiny dot on the horizon. Still far away but now a sign the first stretch of the trip would be over. So far the plan was to attend the party that evening, stay overnight at the host’s lavish estate and set sail in the next day. The time of your departure would depend solely on the hangovers of Doflamingo and the rest of the crew whose tasks involved sailing the ship back home to Dressrosa. You lifted the invitation again and inspected it curiously. There was no real occasion listed so it was an even greater mystery for what you’d be walking into and had no real way to prepare for it all. Still from what Doflamingo had said, it would be a gathering of people similar to him; those holding great power-most not attained morally- some nobility and even a couple royals or rulers of their own islands, others just so insanely rich they may as well have a crown on their head. Adding in the numbers of each guest’s entourage of supporters, bodyguards and fawning dates to make them look good it was most certainly going to be a large affair. Now a thought came to you that you maybe should have asked sooner. “How are you going to introduce me?”

“By your name, obviously.” Doflamingo smirked as he observed you set the invitation down and let out an unimpressed huff. “What other way am I to introduce you?”

“I meant what's my place here?” You asked with a roll of your eyes. “They’re bound to already know the members of your family and will know I’m not one of them. I don’t think you want these people to know you have a soulmate and even if they didn’t believe you to openly call me your soulmate seems…out of character.”

Doflamingo stared at you hard for a few moments. Quickly he moved passed your first remark and settled instead on the discussion of openly calling you his soulmate. You were right, most of the people who would be at this party only had their uses for what Doflamingo could exploit and manipulate out of them for his own profit or entertainment. They had no need for any private and valuable information about the depths of the connection he had with you. Plus a sinister thought crept into his mind; if it was made public knowledge some fool could try and use you to get to him in an attempt to gain the upper hand on him which was something he wouldn’t allow in any capacity. Still you had his mind spinning in another thought. “They don’t need to know you as anything other than my date, just think of it as the same situation when we dealt with our cheating pirate guests only without killing this time. Also, 'out of character’ how?”

“As far as these people know I’m your date, just some random person you’ve brought along to look nice and stop you from getting bored too easily. You don’t strike me as someone who’d remember a one-time date's name passed the next day, let alone call them something as strong as ‘soulmate’ for a pet-name at a party.”

Doflamingo’s laughter built in his chest at your observation. As to the point as your words were, they weren’t spoken to insult or offend him. They were a genuine statement, and a very clear view of him which had its drawbacks. It felt odd to be so seen by someone like this, to be known in this way. You were right, he cared very little for any previous lover or date’s feelings and their names were at best half-remembered the next morning or when he chose to kick them out of his bed when they’d served their purpose. “So what pet-name can I call you?”

“It’s only for tonight, right?” You asked with a casual shrug while lifting the paper to go back to reading it. “I’ve played the pirate’s lover before, remember? Call me whatever you want and I'll play along.” Doflamingo grinned broader and looked out the window at the island in the distance. Tonight was going to be fun. 

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[hockeyboistrash]

He's so cute and I have fallen victim to another tall hockey boy 🫣

a special guest at your apartment helps create a connection with your neighbour, michael kesselring

It was a rare off day for you, so you spent the morning catching up with housework. You opened the window, enough to let some fresh air in, but not too much that your cat could jump out. Not that she would. She was a very unbothered cat who would spend the day curled up on the couch. That's where you found her except this time there was another cat on your couch. One you haven't see before.

"And who are you?" You asked, gently walking over to the mysterious cat. You gave him some fuss which earned some happy chirps as you tried to look at the collar to see if it gave you any clue to who his owner was. It didn't.

It didn't take long before you heard commotion outside your front door that sounded a lot like a panicked owner. "Shit. Ranger! Come on bud. Where are you?"

You noticed the cat perked up at what you presumed to be his name. "Ranger, did you run away?" You asked like he could understand you. He just blinked at you before laying his head back down, clearly not wanting to move. You sighed because while the sight of your cat and Ranger curled up on your coach, the sun shining on them, was cute you had to let his owner know Ranger was in fact safe and hadn’t ran away. Being a cat owner yourself you can imagine how your neighbor must be feeling. It would break your heart if anything ever happened to your cat.

You grabbed your keys and left your apartment, shutting the door behind you so you didn’t have anymore escapees. Your neighbor was quick to answer the door as soon as you knocked. He was stressed. His hair was messy from running his fingers through it numerous times, his face tugged into a slight frown.

"I think your cat is on my couch." You told him, gesturing to your apartment behind you. Michael let out the biggest sigh of relief. He was glad Ranger only made it to the apartment next door, glad he was safe.

"Thank you so much. I don’t know how he even got out. One minute he was on the window sill and the next he was gone. I was so worried about him." Michael rambled. You thought it was cute. You thought he was cute. You’ve never had a good look at your neighbor before, only ever seeing him in passing. "Let me grab my keys and I’ll get him."

Michael followed you into your apartment, almost bumping into the back of you when you stopped. "I think he’s made a new friend." You grinned. Michael couldn’t help but also smile, the sight of Ranger curled up on your couch with your cat was cute.

"I’m so sorry he invited himself in by the way." He apologised but you brushed it off.

"It’s fine, honestly. I was a little surprised because I wasn’t sure how he got in but he wasn’t hurting anyone." You assured him before leaning down to give Ranger some fuss. "He’s such a good boy."

Michael couldn’t help but snort at that. Maybe in front of you he was an angel but behind closed doors? Ranger was a menace. He’s got scratches to prove that. "I should probably get him so we can get out of your way." He said, reaching over to pick him up. Ranger sighed as he leaned into Michael’s chest, curling up in his arms not wanting to disturb his cat nap.

You walked Michael and Ranger out, stopping by the door and watching as he opened his own apartment door with ease. "Hey, do you want my number?" You asked, bravery taking over. "You know incase Ranger decides to invite himself round again or if you need a cat sitter?"

You bit your lip as you waited for Michael’s reply, hoping you didn’t come across as weird or too eager. "I'd like that." He said, not able to contain his grin. "Would I be able to use it outside of cat related things? Like taking you out for dinner?"

"I think that could be allowed." You told him, your smile matching his.

[choccy-milky]

I dont know why I had this vision of clora riding a scooter, like a cute light blue one with italy vibes, like a vespa, and sebastian panicking behind her LMAO

I SEE THE VISION AS WELL...idk how shes on a vespa tho since they werent invented yet so lets just assume theres time-turner shenanigans going on LMAO

but also anon this request was so funny to me because the SAME day you sent me it, i also got this one on twitter:

TRULY THE DUALITY OF MAN IS AT PLAY HERE!!! LMAOO debauchery vs wholesomeness...and it made me laugh so much

(and for anyone curious yes i WILL also be honouring the other request......eventually👀)

@jstfndmthngs splitting your ask into 2 again bc its a CHONKER but I LOVED READING IT🥹🥹 "how much they love each other to the abnormal level that i envy" LMAOO THATS FANFICTION FOR YOU, BABY!!😍 also YESS interacting with my readers in the comments was my fav parts of writing a lot of the time, and im SOOO grateful to the ppl who commented bc without them the story would have turned out DRASTICALLY DIFFERENT. like, i know there are some people who write the entirety of their fanfic and then upload it in chunks, but if i had done that/written my story in a vacuum and hadnt incorporated any of my readers ideas/suggestions it would have been SOOOO much worse honestly LMAO. like, not even necessarily putting their requests or ideas in my fic, but even sometimes just reading a comment that would say something like "i cant wait to see how clora/seb reacts to..." would make me think...oh. i was never planning on even showing their reaction to that. but now that they say that, good point, i definitely need to include that LOL. so yeah even just little stuff like that was SUPER important to my writing process and my story and helped me keep in mind what people wanted to see/things i may have missed or glossed over if i'd been writing by myself, but i also just loved getting comments in general bc i loved reading them and they were so motivating🥹 BUT THANK U SO MUCH IM GLAD U LIKED MY STORY/SEB & CLORA SO MUCH, AND TY FOR SHARING ALL YOUR THOUGHTS WITH ME!!🥹💖💖 im lowkey the same way... i cant read any other fics rn bc im still too attached to seb/clora BAHAHA so i still need to give it some time before i delve into other HL fics (i even downloaded a program that will let me replace names so that i can replace the mc's name with clora's LMFAOOOO THATS HOW MENTALLY ILL I AM ABOUT THEM!!😭😭DONT COME FOR ME🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🚓)

omg...i already love unlocking kinks in people but for it to be specifically seb x clora is even more of an honour BAHAHA omg i love that....but i get it too. clora is submissive and breedable af😍LMAOO (im sorry💀that wasnt me just now that was seb blame him)

@acrenna MERRY LATE CHRISTMAS AND ALSO LATE HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! this is so sweet THANK YOU SO MUCH😭😭im happy my story was able to get you out of your reading slump!! (and hopefully will continue to, with my oneshot im slowly but surely working on😩) BUT THANK YOU AGAIN I APPRECIATE YOU SM🥹🥹💖

@misskkfritz you actually arent the first to say this and i also saw a pinterest comment on my art say this........FELLAS DO I NEED TO WATCH GILMORE GIRLS NOW🤔🤔🤔

[alrawabi-imagines]

Different

Compared to your twin brother Fiyero you were the opposites,you liked books and solitude or as Fiyero would say 'boring things' He liked being loud and obnoxious,singing and dancing showing off that he was a better dancer and more social than you. When Fiyero brought up attending Shiz university your parents forced you along with your brother. Immediately he caused a fuss in the library,making them dance,sing and disturb the silence of the library. You saw a green girl leave the library and you headed in the same direction as her. When you made it outside she was gone. You looked around but didn't see the woman so you sat down on a bench. Your mind wandered off as you sat on the bench,your thoughts were interrupted when you felt a light tap on your shoulder.

"Excuse me." A voice spoke up from behind you. You looked up to see the very woman you had been looking for.

"Yes?"The green girl had a shy smile on her face as you looked up at her.

"Am I alright to sit down?" She tilted her head to the side.

"Of course" you moved to make more space. She sat next to you and smoothed out her skirt,you couldn't help but notice that her eyes were a very beautiful hazel color.

"My name's Elphaba." She introduced herself and held her hand out to you.

“Y/N Tigelaar" you added your surname frantically,not knowing if you should or shouldn't. She seemed to recognize your last name,no doubt thanks to your brother.

"Oh you're related to Fiyero,right?" She took her hand back to herself and folded it on her lap,Elphaba's tone wasn't malicious it was simply just curiosity.

"Yeah,twin sister" you gestured to yourself "Thankfully I'm not obnoxious like him" you added. Elphaba let out a stifled chuckle,covering her mouth with her hand in an attempt to hide the smile that was starting to form on her lips.

"It would be hard to be more obnoxious than your brother." She teased. You laughed,

"That would be pretty difficult"

"Can I ask you a question? It's not rude I promise."

"Only if I get to ask one too"

"That's fair." Elphaba replied with a nod of her head. You gesture for her to go ahead

"I'm surprised you're not as sociable as your brother. I'd have thought you'd both have the same personalities." She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"We're twins not clones,besides I don't like the spotlight. I can sing,sure,but I'm a horrible dancer and I prefer being alone. I practically grew up in a library rather than surrounded by friends and parties like my brother." Elphaba hummed in acknowledgment,she could understand that she didn't enjoy being in the spotlight either.

"I don't blame you." She said with a small laugh."How do you put up with your brother in that case? He can be extremely irritating."

"You get used to it,I'm just glad he understands not to drag me into his dances"

"It's good that he doesn't force you into anything,I'm not sure I could put up with constantly being in his presence."

"Well what about you,any siblings?"  you had seen her talking to a girl in a wheelchair before she left the library,you assumed it was either her sister or friend.

"Oh yes I have a younger sister,her name is Nessarose." Elphaba's tone had a hint of affection when she spoke about her sister,you noticed her expression soften as she spoke.

"She seems sweet" you said softly.Elphaba smiled slightly,she did truly love her younger sister.

"She is." She agreed."She's strong too,being wheelchair bound doesn't stop her from doing anything."nYou could tell that she cared about her sister by the way she spoke about her.

"She's a smart girl,and really cares about helping others. It's a shame that most people just see her as a fragile girl in a wheelchair." Elphaba's expression had hardened slightly in anger as she spoke.

"But she's not fragile,she's like anyone else, it's just she can't move her legs and that doesn't take anything away from her as a person" Elphaba nodded along as you spoke,finding comfort in your words.

"That's what I tell people,but all they do is pity her. But she's much more than just 'the girl in a wheelchair '"

"You must know how she feels" you stated,something about the way she spoke said something,something deeper but about herself rather than her sister. Elphaba let out a bitter laugh,you hit the nail on the head. It was a strange feeling being able to see through her so well.

"Unfortunately I know exactly what she feels like." She spoke quietly.

"Everyone judging you for something that in the end doesn't change who you are"

"Yes!" Elphaba exclaimed finally someone understood her. "No one ever sees me as a human,when they look at me all they see is green skin. No matter what I do I'll never be as accepted by society as everyone else."

"It's not gonna make much of a difference,but I accept you" Elphaba smiled at your words,hearing those words was refreshing.

"Thank you,really it does make a difference." It was silent for a moment before Elphaba spoke again. "Not to be obvious but can I ask you something?"

"Sure" Elphaba avoided eye contact as she spoke,her fingers nervously fiddling with the edge of her dress as an embarrassed expression grew on her face.

"You've never asked about my skin,you just simply accepted me for who I am. It's refreshing,so I was wondering what made you so different?"

"It really wouldn't make much of a difference,I mean it's already here. You don't ask me why my skin is the color it is,so why should I ask you?" Elphaba chuckled with disbelief,you were an interesting girl.

"Your attitude is interesting for a Shiz student,or anyone for that matter. Most people tend to judge and gossip,especially about someone they don't know. Yet you didn't,not even once."

"Well back where I come from,I'm the weird one believe it or not"

"You? " Elphaba asked with skepticism,based on her experience here at Shiz. Everyone is odd or weird in their own unusual way. "Why exactly are you the weird one? If you don't mind me asking."

"Well most people expect me to be like brother,so the fact that I'm not like him makes me the weird one" you said,it wasn't a big reason unlike hers.

"So your family wants you to be sociable,dramatic and obnoxious like your brother? I have some sympathy for you,Fiyero seems tiring."

"I don't even know why they want that,the only reasonable thing I can think of is that they think I'm lonely. I'm not by the way,I prefer to be alone with my books" you said,you knew your parents were concerned about you not having many friends.

"I doubt you're lonely." Elphaba said,agreeing with your statement. "You strike me as the type to enjoy your solitude."

"I prefer it to being surrounded by people," you explained.

"Not a very social person are you?" Elphaba teased,the corner of her lips tugging upwards into a smirk.

"Hard to believe since I've been talking to you since you sat down" you chuckled

"I'd say that I'm an exception." Elphaba's smirk grew from the sound of your laughter,it was a nice sound. "I am curious, you know." Elphaba said,her tone now more serious. "How come you aren't scared of me like the rest of the student body is?" Elphaba spoke slowly,she hadn't even known you for very long and yet she found herself being comfortable in your presence. "You're not very sociable,but you're still talking to me. Normally people just turn and walk away the moment they spot my skin,but not you."

"Is there a reason for me to be scared?"

"I suppose there isn't,but most people don't see it that way. A green skinned girl doesn't exactly scream 'friendly' to most." Elphaba laughed quietly,

"Well I'm quite the opposite of what people expect me to be"

"I can tell." Elphaba replied,the smirk still on her face. "You're definitely not how I imagined the sibling of Fiyero to be."

"You were just expecting a different colored Glinda weren't you?" You chuckled

"Gods no! No offence to Glinda but she's a little too..." Elphaba trailed off,trying to find the right word to describe Glinda without being too insulting.

"Too much?"

"Yes,too much." Elphaba nodded,glad you understood. There was a brief moment of silence before she continued "Let me ask you another question?" Elphaba spoke,hoping to end the awkward silence between the two of you.

"Aren't you full of questions,go ahead"

"It's a little personal,it's alright if you don't want to answer it." Before she had the opportunity to ask someone called her name,you looked in the direction of the sound to find her sister making her way toward Elphaba. She looked excited like she had some good news,probably she had gotten asked to the ball that was taking place later tonight. Elphaba's head had turned to the voice calling her,a smile forming on her lips when she saw her sister.

"Nessa?" She stood up from the bench,her eyes still on her younger sister.Nessarose didn't say anything as she pushed her wheelchair to where her sister was standing.

"Guess what?" Nessarose looked up to her green sister excitedly,her smile growing.

"What is it?" She questioned,though she had a pretty good idea.

"I've been asked to the ball!" She said,her smile growing more than Elphaba thought was possible. Elphaba was smiling and congratulating her sister,yet even though her words were full of cheer her eyes conveyed worry that she desperately tried to hide. Nessarose was completely oblivious to her sister's expression,she was far too excited about being asked to the ball to notice the worried look on Elphaba's face. Nessarose was gushing about the dress she was going to wear,how the person had asked her, who would be at the ball,everything about it. Elphaba simply kept nodding along,her sister was excited she didn't want to ruin it by bringing up her concerns. Nessarose excused herself and made her way off to her dorm room to get ready for the ball. Elphaba sat back down on the bench,her smile from earlier was no longer present.

"You're worried about her" you said

"She's going to the ball and I know how those things go. Nessa is going to get humiliated,she'll be hurt by the end of the night I know it."

"What do you think will happen? That they'll ditch her,make fun of her or that whoever asked her only asked because they pity her?"

"Most likely all of those." Elphaba grumbled,her eyes on the ground. "Whoever invited her doesn't actually like her. They just pity her and want to feel good about themselves by taking the poor crippled girl to a ball for a night."

"Well why don't you go to the ball and make sure she's alright?" You suggested.Elphaba let out a bitter laugh,there was no way she would be allowed to go to the ball.

"If I show up, the last thing the student body needs is two freaks on campus. Besides, you need a date to attend the ball anyway."

"I'll go with you" Elphaba's head shot up to look at you,clearly surprised by your statement. "You're worried about Nessa and my brother keeps insisting that I go. So it's a win-win scenario"That was true,it was a perfect solution to both of your problems. Elphaba had to admit,she was surprised that you were willingly to attend the ball with her,someone you had just met that day.

***

No one had expected the green skinned girl to show up,nor did they expect her to have a date. She did her best to keep her head held high as she made her way inside, her arm intertwined with yours as you led the way. Elphaba was nervous,her palms were sweaty and her heart was hammering against her chest. She could feel the eyes of every student turn to look at her as people turned and whispered about her. Immediately they whispered about you as you walked in.

"Who's the poor soul that was unlucky enough to go with her to the ball?"

"Of course the green girl wouldn't have missed a chance to come into the spotlight again."

"I can't believe she's here."  You held Elphaba's arm,running your other hand up and down her arm. 

"Don't listen to them"

"They're right, you know." Elphaba mumbled,her voice quiet so only you could hear her. "I don't belong here,I'm a freak."

"No one can tell you where you don't belong. No one can make you feel inferior,not without your consent" you whispered.

"Since when did you become a philosopher?" Elphaba asked,her tone having a hint of sarcasm.

"Not every princess is a brainless,helpless damsel" you said

Elphaba's eyes widened slightly, she hadn't expected you to have a sharp tongue under that sweet and charming exterior. She let out a quiet laugh,you were full of surprises.

"Not every princess is like that."

"And not every girl is like you" you said back quietly.She didn't know what to say,she wasn't prepared for sweet words. She was more used to insults and glares,not compliments and encouraging words.

"Thank you." Elphaba spoke quietly,her voice filled with surprise that there was someone who didn't see her as a monster. You moved to the corner,watching the room for Nessa.

"There's no sight of her yet." Elphaba noted,slightly concerned as she wondered what was taking Nessarose so long.

"Stay here,I'll take a look around the room"

"Alright." Elphaba nodded,agreeing to stay in place while you searched the room.

"Hurry back." She added. You walked through the crowd to look for Nessa.As you made your way through the crowd you could hear the various conversations going on around you as you passed people.

"What's a princess doing with the freak?"

"Who's that girl she came in with?"

"Is that Her Royal Highness?" After a couple of minutes you found Nessa, or more accurately she found you. She noticed you through the crowd and pushed her way towards you smiling. "Your Highness!" Nessarose called happily,her eyes landing on you. You turned to face her "Nessa,I was looking for you" you exclaimed.

"You were? What for? Is something wrong?" She questioned with a slight tilt to her head.

"I'm not supposed to say this,but your sister's worried about you and came with me to make sure you were alright"

"My sister is here? In the ballroom?" Nessarose asked,her head whipping around to look around the crowded room.

"She's here as my date,but she was worried about you getting picked on" Nessarose let out a scoff at the mention of Elphaba's concern.

"Elphaba's always worried about me,she's got nothing to worry about." Nessarose spoke,her head held high as she tried to seem confident.

"She's just being an older sibling,they always worry"

"You're right I suppose. But still,she doesn't need to worry about me,I can handle myself."

"Well I should-" you were interrupted by the sound of people laughing,you quickly looked over to see a circle of people pointing and laughing at someone and you had a pretty good idea of who they were laughing at.

"What the hell is going on over there?" She asked,her head tilting slightly.

"Elphaba" you whispered,realizing they stepped in the second you walked off.

"Oh no." Nessarose said quietly,her eyes darting back over to the crowd of people. "I knew this was going to happen.."

"And she risked this,to make sure it didn't happen to you" you said without thinking. You walked off,pushing through the crowd.

You made it to the middle,where Elphaba was standing as they laughed and hurled insults at her.

"..you shouldn't even be here... Who'd want to go to a ball with the green skinned witch" The majority of the insults weren't very creative, things such as 'freak' and 'monster' were things that Elphaba had already heard so many times that it didn't affect her anymore. Yet some of them got to her. You ran up to her,they all suddenly went quiet, their laughter dying as they began to realize that the person they were mocking was with a princess, a princess that was a friend of the green skinned girl.

"Do you wanna go?" You whispered,suddenly Nessa called out her name as she made her way closer to both of you.

"Not now Nessarose." Elphaba mumbled quietly,not turning around to look at her sister.You took her hands,comforting her and silently asking her to listen to her sister.Not wanting to let you down,Elphaba slowly turned to look at her younger sister.

"Elphaba..." She started,her voice soft as she spoke. "I know you wanted me to have a good time tonight...and I know that you were just trying to keep me safe..." Nessarose's words made Elphaba's shoulders relax slightly, she knew exactly where this conversation was headed. "But you shouldn't have to sacrifice your own happiness to keep me safe." Nessa mumbled.

"Alright,fine. I'll... I'll give tonight a second chance." Elphaba agreed,giving in.

"Well we still have all night to have fun,that is if you wanna give it a second chance" you said to Elphaba,chiming in with Nessa. "Come on,let's dance" you suggested,making her confused

"Dancing? You want us to dance?" Elphaba raised an eyebrow at your suggestion.

"It's only fair,they make fun of me too" you chuckled. The music changed to one fit for a slow dance. The whispers immediately started again. Elphaba's shoulders tensed at the sound of the whispers that started up again, her hands subconsciously gripping your hips a little tighter as she heard some of the things that were being said.

"Hey,just focus on me ignore them"

"Right,..." She mumbled.

A few minutes later you were standing by the stairs at the entrance where you could actually hear each other over the music.

"This night is already going better than expected." Elphaba spoke, her gaze landing on Fiyero, Nessarose and her date, who were dancing not too far from the stairs.

"She looks happy" you commented

"Yeah, she does look happy." Elphaba murmured, her eyes still watching her sister, she wondered if perhaps the person Nessarose had brought to the ball was the reason she looked so happy.

"So do you"

"Well, I suppose I am a little happy." She agreed, a soft chuckle leaving her.

You rested your head on her shoulder. 

"I'm happy you had fun"

"I'm happy I had fun too"

~~~~

[4theitgirls]

hii <3 i absolutely love all your workout posts soo soo much <3 thank u for them ! i just had a request if you could make a post about a weekly plan for beginners ? like someone who's just recently starting exercising for weight loss and overall health as a student who's prepping for a national exam , ive spent the entirety of 2024 on my desk , its caused me back issues , weight gain , joint pain and more , now that i finally have time i'd love to feel healthy and strong again <3 it would be a huge huge help if you post it <33 thank u a million times

hi lovely! i’m so glad my posts have helped you. most of the videos i’m going to be posting in the near future are likely going to be beginner friendly because i have had a flare up of inflammation in my shoulder, so i will not be going too hard for a bit. the videos that will work for you will vary from mine and anyone else’s, so the actual videos you do are really up to you and how you’re feeling day to day. however, i can suggest a split for you to try and give you some tips and channel recommendations!

split:

monday: full body strength

- if you have joint issues, strength training can definitely help with that! just make sure that you are doing low-impact exercises to keep pressure off of your joints. madfit and heather robertson have a lot of these types of videos, both with equipment and without! you can also do pilates for this if you feel it will benefit you better, and i have a beginner pilates routine masterlist posted.

tuesday: cardio & mobility

- same as monday, just be sure that you are doing low-impact exercises for cardio. i have a masterlist for cardio routines as well in case you need some recommendations. for mobility, i recommend heather robertson and julia.reppel on youtube. mobility is great for improving joint health!

wednesday: lower body

- you can really do any form of strength training here, with or without weights, pilates, etc. i have a lower body masterlist up as well, but i would recommend trying some mat/lying workouts to build up some muscle before moving into more intense exercises for lower body day. i have a couple of those masterlists posted as well!

thursday: active recovery

- this can include so many things, including mobility, stretching, yoga, walking, or anything else you can do that is gentle on your body. again, i love heather robertson’s active recovery routines.

friday: upper body

- if you have joint issues in your upper body, i would be gentle on upper body days, meaning just don’t push yourself too hard and if a movement doesn’t feel good or causes you pain, stop. emi wong and hailey c. have great upper body workouts that do not require any equipment.

saturday: cardio & core work

- same thing with the low-impact cardio. core work has so many benefits and is great for stabilizing your spine and, in turn, reducing the risk of injury to your joints. madfit has a lot of ab workouts, but you can really find them on any workout channel you like!

sunday: rest or active recovery

NOTE: please make sure, especially if you’re a beginner, that you are stretching after each workout! this will reduce soreness and risk of injury.

[https-milo]

Overhaul instagram.... I love your posts! And your writing is inspiring and i hope you have a wonderful day! <3

chat im going to be so fr, I KNOW NOTHING ab overhaul </333 BUT ILL STILL TRY!! (This has been in my inbox since June)

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y/nthemaid · 18w

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y/nthemaid I may be quirkless, but I can clean good! ^^

k.chisaki do you have any jobs available? I'd like to request your services. y/nthemaid k.chisaki ofc ofc, dm me for inquiries and I'll see what I can do!!

y/nthemaid · 17w

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y/nthemaid making my little princess Eri all nice and clean <333

k.chisaki thanks. she doesn't sit still long enough for anyone else. y/nthemaid k.chisaki ofc!! I'm glad to help! tysm for the job!! k.chisaki y/nthemaid no problem. you keep this place clean.

y/nthemaid · 15w

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y/nthemaid Kai has a 20-step skincare routine ^^ (screaming at myself that this is casual cause he's letting me be near him without a mask and UGHFEIBIBIBIWNILVLIBQHAN)

k.chisaki I've got to stay clean. And why would I wear a mask around you when you smell like pure sanitizer constantly? Also, what does casual mean? y/nthemaid k.chisaki If anyone else told me I smelled like cleaning chemicals, I'd think it was an insult. And casual?? Whatttttttt ^///^

y/nthemaid · 13w

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y/nthemaid trip to the aquarium!! My little angel Eri took this picture <33 (Isn't she such a good photographer!!) ((ALSO WE WORE MASKS AND GLOVES AND CARRIED HAND SANITIZER THE WHOLE TIME!!))

k.chisaki the brat has been better now you're around. our date to the aquarium was fun, I almost forgot about all the germs. y/nthemaid k.chisaki don't call Eri a brat :( I'm glad I met you guys!! <3 k.chisaki y/nthemaid yeah, we're glad we met you too.

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y/nthemaid I can fix him (I did) ((We stole from of Eri's animal face masks, sorry angel <33))

k.chisaki you didn't "fix" me. I just lost interest in being a Yakuza member after meeting you. y/nthemaid k.chisaki right!! ofc!!

Overhaul stopped using Eri as a product after Y/n started caring for her and him >:) ((how obvious is my savior complex with these villain Instagrams...))

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thank you for reading <3

[mcflymemes]

"I'M SORRY, I JUST HAD TO FIND YOU" PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue for those desperate times when you just have to see them, no matter what anyone else says, adjust as necessary

i couldn't wait another minute apart from you.

did you expect me to just wait around for you to show up?

i did everything i could to find you.

i thought i did a pretty good job covering my tracks.

they helped me track you down.

i needed to see you.

they can't hurt us anymore.

i come all this way to see you, and this is the greeting i get?

i thought you'd be glad to see me.

it took me forever to find you.

how long have you been looking for me?

it's safer for the both of us if we stop seeing each other.

i thought i told you not to find me.

this was for your own good, you know. i leave, and you stay there, unharmed.

can we find somewhere private to talk?

they said if i left, they wouldn't hurt you.

been searching for you for months, believe it or not.

you weren't supposed to expect me.

this was going to be a surprise.

they can't stop me from seeing you.

would you please let me inside?

tell me where you are, or i'll figure it out myself.

i'm not going to let them prevent us from being together.

you and i... we have to be together. no matter what.

you sure don't make it easy to follow you.

i've been tracking you for miles.

so you're real. the legends are true.

you're pretty good at covering your tracks.

i started asking around, and they pointed me in the right direction.

i got your letter and came as fast as i could.

i can reach your window if i climb this tree.

give me a clue. anything. tell me where you're hiding.

think you could come around back and unlock the door for me?

hey. it's me. would you please let me in?

you're the one they speak about, the one that can fix things.

i know i'm not what you expected.

i couldn't wait another minute.

it's starting to rain. why don't you come inside for a minute?

lecture me later. for now, let's appreciate this time we have together.

i know this looks bad, but... i just had to see you.

they think they can stop me from seeing you.

i don't want to leave your side, not for a minute.

the path was treacherous, but the reward was worth every second.

i'd do anything to find you.

i wanted to find you and thank you for what you did for me.

you're taking a big risk by finding me.

you told me to look for you, and so i did.

is there a key to this door?

we're not supposed to be seen together.

i'm going to get you out of there. just hang on.

when i came looking for you, i didn't expect to find you like this.

they told me you had all the answers. they said you could fix things if i tracked you down.

i've been on your trail for weeks now.

it's safer if we're not seen together.

who told you where i was? was it [name]?

i didn't want you to find me like this.

why do you want to hide from me?

we're stronger if we're together.

[twinklestarss]

Perc'ahlia’s Wedding Vows

Percy: “When I met you, I was at the lowest place I had ever been, I was barely human. I had lost anything that matter and I had sunk into a deep over romantic shadow and then this new family came along, and you came along, and slowly, through time and experience, I learned from you that you can have a romanticized notation of the darkness within yourself, but that darkness must be cast by some light. And there's no sense not romanticizing that, as well. And that I could find myself in that, again. Every time I thought I would sink, I would see your face. Your face, the first time, I truly lost control, and you told me to take off the mask. You have given me a future I had cheaply sold away. You have given me a family I thought forever lost and a future I was prepared to sacrifice for something so trivial, I just literally just watched you take it and it means nothing compared to this. I promise to walk into the future with you, I promise to build a family with you, and I promise to always be here for an adventure with you.”

Vex: “Percival, darling, fuck -- I don't know when it happened, when I fell, I sat down and tried to write vows and pinpoint the moment, but was it when I first met you? Dressed in rags, starved? Was it-- Was it when I saw you overcome that darkness inside? Standing tall and proud and unbroken? I thought for sure it was when you stood next to me and helped me face fears I hadn't spoken aloud and support me in a way that no one other than-- other than my brother had ever done. But honestly, even by that point, I-- I'd fallen. I think, it happened through all the little moments, that I didn't even notice. You sleeping on my shoulder in the Feywild. Or when I saw you bent over, laughing so hard, you spit chicken out of your mouth because Scanlan had an arrow in his neck. I think, I never expected anyone to mean as much to me as-- as Vax'ildan. To be as important to me, to feel like another half. There was a hole in my heart, and I truly believe the only reason I didn't perish from it is because you were holding my heart so tightly. I thank the gods I gave it to you. It is yours, forever and always. I love you, dear. I'm so glad we're together.”

Dalen’s Closet (August 29, 2019)

[yuurei20]

Game-Prefect vs. Novel-Prefect(pt3): Book 1 (p2) (original question: "How are the game and novel prefects different?")

After hearing the names of the dorms for the first time Game-Prefect has the options to respond "That's a lot to take in" or "No way am I ever going to remember all that," but Yuuya just looks anxious without an audible reaction.

None of the following dialogue options exist in the novel (the botanical garden scene was removed, Leona's introduction rewritten into helping the prefect instead of threatening them):

・"He has dog ears!?" / "Muscley dog man, sure why not." ・"I am so sorry!" / "(Then maybe don't leave your tail on the path...?") ・"Are you...smelling me!?" / "I assure you, I bathe everyday!" ・"Please! I don't have dental insurance!" / "I can't afford to pay anything!" ・"Yeaah, I don't think the's the groundskeeper..." / "That guy reminded me of a lion." ・"It's great that you helped out around the house." / Sounds like you took good care of your mom."

After Deuce threatens the bullies over the broken eggs Yuuya responds, "Hey, hang on. Chickies? Deuce, calm down," while Game-Prefect can say either "D-deep breaths!" or "Now you're even acting like a punk..."

After Deuce admits to being a delinquent, Game-Prefect can say either "That's hard for me to picture" or "I did notice you had that vibe..." while Yuuya responds, "A d-delinquent?" with narration that he is shocked by the admission.

When Grim asks Deuce if "putting up with jerks" is what honor students do the prefect has the option to say "Grim's right!" or "Just make sure you don't overdo it," followed by either "Even honor students get angry sometimes" or "To be honest, I really enjoyed that."

In contrast, Yuuya gets a sizable monologue:

"'I'm grateful to you,' Yuya said. He took a deep breath. 'If I'd been by myself there, they probably wouldn't have let it go even if I had apologized. Who knows what would have happened? Maybe gritting your teeth and putting up with stuff isn't what being an honor student's about. I think that speaking up and saying something's bad when it's bad the way you just did is what an honor student would do.' // 'Fighting's not good,' Yuya continued, 'but that's exactly why I could never stop a fight like that. I think you're amazing.' 'Amazing?' Deuce repeated, like he'd been caught off guard. 'Yeah.' He nodded. 'I'm glad you're in the same class as me.' 'You are? That's the first time anyone's ever said anything like that to me.'"

Deuce later refers back to this interaction after they confront Trey:

"He patted Yuya's shoulder. 'And, Yu, you don't need to get all bummed out. It was thanks to you telling me that it was okay to go against the housewarden that I was able to stand up for Ace myself.' 'Huh?' Surprised, Yuya shook his head back and forth. 'I never said anything like that, though?' 'You told me that standing up and saying that something is wrong when it's wrong, instead of gritting my teeth and putting up with it, is also the honor student thing to do, didn't you?' Yuya gaped at Deuce as he realized he had indeed said that. He hadn't wanted to see Deuce looking so glum, not when he'd been so amazing and had stuck up for Yuya against those delinquents, so he'd tried to tell him everything he truly felt. But he'd never imagined that this would give Deuce the push he needed to stand up for Ace in such a dazzling way. Yuya nearly shouted with joy and awe at the thought that Deuce, a boy who seemed so fully developed, with his strong convictions, would be inspired by his own words."