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demonpiratehuntress · 1 year ago

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I am actually so mad. I was working on this and for some reason it didn't save correctly and ended up posting a blank draft while deleting the stuff I had already written! I'm so sorry it took so long, @tiaramarijadhkxdyi755, but here it is! i hope this is close to what you wanted, because i wasn't sure how to go about it 🙈

taglist - @kabloswrld

patience with the Straw Hats

featuring - Zoro x F!Reader, Luffy x F!Reader, Sanji x F!Reader, Usopp x F!Reader

summary - the ask above

warnings - mean/careless/neglectful Straw Hats, im sorry, i changed Luffy's and Usopp's because I don't imagine them ever screaming at or getting angry with their s/o 💕

ZORO

Zoro has a short fuse, and that's common knowledge. Everyone knows just how grumpy and aggressive he can be after a hard fight or a difficult day training. He's snapped at everyone more than once, but you seem to take the brunt of it since you're the closest to him, and today was no different.

"For fucks sake just leave me alone!" Zoro could be heard yelling at you all throughout the Sunny. "You're too damn clingy and I don't need your help right now!" He stormed off.

You stood there in shock, having just asked him if he was okay, and taken aback by the response you had gotten. It wasn't unusual for him to be angry, but he was really upset today for some reason. You decided to give him space, but you had to admit you weren't really hurt or upset. More so disappointed that he had once again pushed you away.

"Zoro-"

"What?!" He snapped, glaring at you as you came up into the crow's nest with some food. "I'm not hungry, just leave."

"But-" You started, until he did something unexpected.

He smacked the food out of your hands, sending it all over your face. Your eyes widened and you stumbled back a bit, stunned.

"Okay, I'm sorry," you apologised, giving him a soft smile, "I'll have food in the room once you're ready to eat."

You waited a long time until Zoro finally entered your shared room, looking embarrassed and guilty about his outbursts today. He didn't say anything as he crossed the room and sat down beside you, but when he took your hand in his and brought it to his lips you knew he was apologising.

"It's okay," you smiled gently, "I'm not upset. Just disappointed that you won't let me help you."

"I know I know," he admitted. "I'll work on it, I promise."

"What made you so angry anyway?" You squeezed his hand.

He sighed, "You almost got hurt in our last fight because I was distracted. It's been haunting me, and I just don't want it to happen again. I snapped because I wanted to train harder instead of resting or eating, so I can properly protect you."

You smiled at him again, "But you always do, that was not your fault babe."

He was so grateful to have such a patient, understanding and loving girlfriend.

SANJI

Sanji usually never snapped at or yelled at you. He didn't ever want to, and never had any reason to. He was sweet, loving and doting just like you were, but unlike you he did have his days where he went against his promise to never lash out at you or hurt you in any way. Today was one of those days. Usopp had pulled him away from some girls who were fawning over him, and he was irritated.

"Why did you do that?" He glared at the sniper. "I was having fun."

"You also have a girlfriend," Usopp reminded him, gesturing towards you. He was nervous now, because Sanji looked pissed off.

"So?" The cook scowled. "I can appreciate and talk to other women without cheating on her!" He spoke like you weren't right next to him. "Right, (Name)?"

"Right," you smiled, a bit disappointed but not showing it.

Then he was off, returning to those women to apologise and your crew turned to you, looking at you quizzically. Nami set her hand on your arm reassuringly.

"It's okay," you told them with a smile, "It doesn't bother me."

Sanji then returned, but was quick to notice the disappointed look you had on your face. He was about to ask but you shook your head and kissed his cheek, continuing your exploration of the island.

"Okay what's your problem?" He suddenly asked, annoyed, when you looked disappointed at another interaction between him and a pretty woman.

Your eyes widened, "I'm not-"

He rolled his eyes, "I'm not stupid, (Name). You're obviously hiding the fact that you want to control my every move and stop me from ever talking to other women again."

That claim was so preposterous, you frowned, "I wouldn't-"

He quickly realised what he had said and his eyes widened, "No no no, my love I didn't mean that! I don't know why I said, I-I-" He fumbled for an excuse but sighed when he didn't have any. "I'm sorry, my love. Let me make it up to you, with your favourite dinner."

"Deal."

LUFFY

In all honesty, I don't see Luffy getting angry with or yelling at you. I think he's more of the neglectful type, when faced with certain situations like facing Boa Hancock out on the sea. She claimed she didn't know you guys would be there, but you're pretty sure she was stalking his movements. Luffy wouldn't listen though.

"It's okay, (Name)!" He replied cheerily when you voiced your concerns, "Hammock's really nice! And she has yummy food!"

And then he was off, leaving you to shake your head and sigh. You retired to your shared room, hoping that Luffy would eventually realise her intentions and come back.

He never did, and after a few hours you were starting to get lonely. So you ventured out to find him, only to see him giving her a tour of the Sunny.

"Luffy!" You called, but frowned when he seemingly ignored you as Hancock said something to him.

That was pretty much how the day went. You were ignored entirely by your boyfriend, simply because Hancock wouldn't let him pay attention to you. But you were disappointed in him too, for not telling her that you were dating and for not coming to spend time with you on his own.

When the day ended and Hancock retreated to her ship, bidding Luffy goodbye, the captain finally made his way to you. You weren't upset or sad, but Luffy could see on your face that you weren't feeling anything good.

"Are you alright, (Name)?" He questioned, hugging you.

"I'm disappointed, Luffy," you told him, but hugged him back and smiled anyway, happy to have him back.

"Disappointed?" He frowned. "Why?"

You sighed, "You didn't make any effort to come and see me for even a few minutes today. You spent the whole day with her. I'm not upset, because she helped you a lot, but I am disappointed that you ignored me."

He hugged you even tighter, "I'm sorry, (Name), really. We can spend the whole day together tomorrow!"

You smiled and nodded, not having the heart to tell him that's what you guys did everyday when Boa wasn't around.

USOPP

Usopp is another Straw Hat that I don't see getting angry or yelling easily. He's very patient with you, and he's understanding. He also doesn't have any aggravating circumstances, but the one thing he can be that disappoints you sometimes is careless. He can be very careless when it comes to what he says or does, because he usually acts on emotion.

And today, it seemed, he was missing his old crush Kaya. Because while you were shopping for clothes on one store, seeking to replace your torn and burnt ones, he kept yapping on about how Kaya had this and Kaya had that, and that hers were all real and genuine.

"I'm sorry I'm not Kaya, or as rich as her," you politely reminded him, not upset but starting to feel uncomfortable.

"It's okay!" He smiled, ignoring the subtle hint for him to stop talking about her. "I love you anyway!"

"Love you too," you smiled, but in your disappointment it didn't quite reach your eyes like it usually did. Still, you persevered, hoping he would stop by the next shop.

He did not.

"Kaya had something like this," he looked at the dress you were holding up, "But much prettier."

You frowned, again disappointed that he didn't like it. And that he had once again compared it to someone in his past that should be staying in said past.

Usopp noticed your expression, and his smile faltered, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," you smiled, shaking your head, "It's just not my style."

His eyes widened, "Woah, (Name), I didn't mean-"

"It's okay, Usopp," you kissed his cheek, "Let's go, I think we're done."

"No we're not," he took the dress, "This will look so much nicer on you than Kaya."

You opened your mouth to say something, but giggled when he refused to let you and bought it for you, dragging you back to the Sunny so you could show him just how much prettier you were than Kaya.

#one piece #op #zoro x reader #zoro x you #one piece x reader #one piece x you #roronoa zoro #vinsmoke sanji #sanji x reader #sanji x you #usopp x you #usopp x reader #usopp #monkey d luffy #luffy x reader #luffy x you

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fyodior · 8 months ago

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Flora I'm trying to stop sending you so many asks because I don't wanna stress you out with too many, but you always say the right things to make my head spin!!

Cat hybrid Chuuya as a pet to you when you already have a partner? Oh, he'd feel so possessive of you! He was your pet before you moved in with your current partner, he had you before! He hated the fact that he had to move home with you, hated leaving his territory to come somewhere knew, scratching the sofas and wallpaper, chewing on cushions, ignoring your partner's attempts to placate him, only ever listening to you. Of course he settles in eventually, but he still gets so possessive of you, insisting on sleeping in the same bed as you, always scratching the door whenever he gets kicked out. It was hard to get any alone time with your partner, but there are some nights where he goes out to hunt and leaves his prizes by the front door for you, and those are the times where you're able to just be with your partner.

Needless to say, Chuuya has very mixed feelings when he finds out you're pregnant. He's even more desperate to protect you, more and more little birds and bunnies appearing on the doorstep because he wants to make sure that you're never hungry and always feel safe too, but there are also times when he ignores the baby bump completely, rubbing his body all over your legs to get attention because he doesn't want to feel like he's being replaced! Other times, he'll just sit there for hours and stare at the bump with fascination. He doesn't mind your partner, but he's always so suspicious of him, always has to make sure he's not a threat before letting him near you. Your safety is his priority after all! He just wants to be near you at all times, growling threateningly whenever he hears anyone knock on the door, ears always perking up at every small noise, has to go and check it before you can, he can't risk you getting hurt, he's a loyal pet!

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never apologize for being chatty!!! i will never be upset about it!! as long as you know i might not get to every ask super fast im more than happy for you to hop in with all your wonderful thoughts!!

oh... trying to move in with a partner when you already have cat!chuuya would be nothing short of a living NIGHTMARE. chuuya would be so so resistant, so angry and wouldn't speak to you for days when you first broke the news. you get into a massive fight too, and you tell him he can either come with you or go back to the animal shelter, and it ends with him crying in your lap apologetically as he nurses on your tits. of course, chuuya will follow you to the ends of the earth - he just might not always be ecstatic about the location. leaving his home, his territory, to somewhere completely foreign was really really hard, and he didn't adjust well. i love the idea of him scratching furniture and chewing on things out of frustration and retaliation, and your partner trying so desperately to calm him down or get him to quit, but you're the only one who can. its a ROUGH first few weeks - so many pillows get torn to shreds, there's bite marks in everything, and walls are covered in scratch marks. a feat, considering you keep up pretty well with cutting his nails (something else he hates).

one of the concessions made for chuuya was that when you first moved in, you'd have separate beds at first so that chuuya could sleep with you for a bit, to help him get acclimated. lowkey, your partner doesn't love how attached you and chuuya are to each other, but they know voicing that would result in losing you, so they mostly keep their mouth shut. so they go along with it, allowing chuuya to curl at your feet or by your side at night, as it means they get to spend the day with you. and exactly like you said, the nights where chuuya wants to be alone and just goes out to hunt is when you can actually spend some alone time with your partner and sleep in the same bed.

chuuya definitely has very mixed feelings when you get pregnant with someone elses baby. he's not stupid, he knows that means you guys have been having sex (something you will kick him out of the bedroom for) and you got knocked up, and that frustrates him. he really, really wishes he was the one who got you pregnant. so honestly, he just pretends its his kid - thats the way he acts, anyway. like you said, he's so crazy protective and over the top, never leaving your side and acting as your greatest protector. he's fascinated by your baby pump, constantly pawing at it and kneading it between his hands - even a little too hard sometimes - because its just so interesting to him. he thinks you look so gorgeous too. his need to hunt and provide for you kicks into overdrive, and like you said, the amount of dead animals appearing at your doorstep has increased tenfold. at least his increased hunting excursions means you have more alone time with your partner. when he hears from you just how demanding a baby can be, chuuya definitely gets frustrated and anxious - he's your baby, and he's so scared you won't pay any attention to him anymore, but you assure him that of course you will. UGH again i just love the idea of him being so protective and growling at everything, following you around and never leaving your side. he's so sad its not his kittens inside you though :(

#queued!#❄️ anon #cw hybrids #cw pregnancy #voices in my head #{ musings; chuuya }#chuuya x reader #chuuya smut

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aliceinborderlandsquidgame · 16 days ago

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Be ours | Yan!Karube x Fem!Reader x Yan!Arisu |

Warnings: Yandere - Obsession - NSFW - Possessive!Boys - Polyrelationship - AU NO BORDERLANDS - Use of Y/N - MxM - MxF - MxFxM - Reader gets hurt mentally and physically -

It was obvious for Karube how much of a crush Arisu had on you. He followed you everywhere, left his games if you called and even left dinner with his stern father to go and pick you up if you needed it.

"And we have been dating for three months"

Karube had to hold himself back from scoffing at your words as he gulped more beer down. Arisu was not being so subtle but it could pass as a friend being jealous. Even if he was not buying it.

"I will get us another round" You said standing up from the table leaving behind two lovestruck Boys that were boiling in jealousy as they saw you smile down at your phone from distance.

"Told you, you should have done your move faster" Karube said seeing Arisu get tense. The boy may be a game genious but sucked to hide feelings and atraction, hell Karube had felt multiple times how his eyes would follow him around specially on summer when he would use his shirts open.

"I- I got no idea what you are talking about" Arisu responded playing with his empy glass

"Please" Karube moved closer to Arisu who blushed under the intense gaze "I know how you look at her, how you act...thats not how a friend does.

His hand went to his THIGHT slowly caressing it. "Or how you look at me, really Arisu ? Do you think im that stupid ?" He whispered on his ear

"N-no I, I dont think you are or-" He stopped as Karube softly bite down on his neck "W-we are in a bar"

"And? I can feel your frustration from here and honestly im quiet angry myself. It should be us right? Not that random guy..."

Arisu held is breath when Karube's hand went higher taunting him.

"Why dont we use that energy on...other things? Only if you want of course" Karube offered looking at Arisu who shily nodded.

"Guys!! Im here with our drinks...Arisu are you alright?" You asked seeing the poor man red face and pressing a hand on his forehead making it worse. "Mhm I dont feel a temperature, maybe we should call it a night?"

Both men knew most likely your current fling had asked you to be with him tonight. Otherwise you would offer to take Arisu to his home or to even pass the night.

"Yeah lets do it. And dont worry I will take good care of him" Karube said giving out a polite smile that was like a killing one to Arisu who knew the hidden intentions.

"Alright...then lets meet again..soon?" You said feeling the athmosphere strange between you three, like something bad was going on but you could not catch up on what it was.

"Yeah, we will see each other soon. Good night (Y/N)"

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Arisu left his head fell on the pillow gasps from the intense orgasm Karube had manage to pull from him still THRIVING his body while the other seemed no affected laying besides him.

Karube lighted up a cigarrette getting a side look from Arisu.

"Do you mind?" He asked already going to turn it off but Arisu said nothing just kept watching. He could not help but feel the blood of his body going once again towards his dick at the sight.

A sweaty naked Karube, Arisu could aprecciate his finger marks on him, the quick breaths from him and the way he smoked. Arisu never liked that his friend (could he still call him that?) Smooked but could not denied that it was a hot image that he hoped his mind will RETAIN for a long time.

"You ok Arisu?" Karube asked after a long drag "I did go a bit rough at the end"

"I-im fine" He responded blushing under the intense gaze of him. Besides it had been a good distraction from his thoughts of you with another men, maybe you did the same that he had done with Karube. The idea made him feel angry and sad.

Karube must have noticed because one hand started to caress his hair.

"I know, I would like her to be with us tonight too" He said his eyes on the ceiling "That bastard does not deserve her"

"Did you know she used to like you when we were in middle school?" Arisu asked and got a small laught from Karube "She told me during one launch time. I was so jealous but...but I thought you two would be cute together and it would be better if it was with someone I knew. Besides i could dont blame her" Arisu added hitting that he was feeling the same at that time.

"So we are now in this situation because no one said a thing" Karube noted taking another long drag "I would not mind. If it was you and her or the three of us together. I just cant imagine her with....with some stranger who does not really know her. Who never saw her at her worse or her best. Who shared so many memories with her..." Karube crushed the cigarrette and turned towards Arisu

"We need to get her back"

"How? They seem really in love" Arisu said kind of already giving up

"Well, I can be quiet persuasive" Karube said caressing Arisu body once again causing him to tremble. "And you are her best friend...and cute. She will listen to you if we put some work on it"

"You-you want us to break them apart?"

"I want what should have been ours" Karube corrected him kissing his lips "Just imagine her here with us. Naked and gasping for us, not some random guy she met in a dating app, we would give her the world and more"

Karube made his will clear taking Arisu's dick rather harshly to start and jerk him off with new vigor while Arisu moaned.

"Just think if she was there, right besides you. Kissing your neck and moaning your name" Karube whispered in Arisu's ear as he bite down "You would feel so good wouldn't you?" Karube asked pressing the head of his dick hard making him moan louder "Yes you would..."

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Arisu how do you feel ? Did Karube get you home safe ?

Were the first texts Arisu got from you and one missed call

He could still feel the bruises from Karube but ignored them as he typed a quick response.

"Im fine" He knew it sounded nothing like him, but he had to follow his friend's plan. Ignore you till you came for them, turn the blame towards you and then use that moment to their advantage.

Fucked up ? Maybe. Arisu did think it was wrong but it felt worse to imagine you with a stranger who for what he understood did not like you having male friends after a text he had seen by accident on your phone.

"Ok! Take care" And a sweet sticker, oh how much he wanted to tell you everytning but that would just ruin things. He fucked up from the moment he allowed you to date that guy.

And so days turned into weeks were him and Karube would give you cold and short responses. Every time it would be worse than the last.

Karube the one who would left everything to attend you when you came to his Bar, now would ignore you. "Forgetting" the drink you ordered and openely flirting with others. Its not like you could get angry at him for that. You two were nothing after all (something that Karube wished to change) but he knew you did valued the frinedship you two had and now seeing him leaving you to not work but flirt...

Arisu was sad about all of it. He would ignore your calls, when you two used to play games together, now he would lie about being too occupied or that his internet was bad and that he did not want you to lose because of him.

Maybe the hit was when one night at the Bar Karube had pulled him for a kiss in front of you. Why did it hurt so much to see you look so suprised?

"Oh...I did not know you two were now together" There was no malice in your words only...pain. You would think your two best Friends would tell you if they had started dating.

"Sorry (Y/N) we have been too caught up with each other" Karube responded without looking at you. Knowing he would not have the face to see you.

Arisu just blushed and said nothing.

"Well...congratulations then" You said giving them a tense smile then leaving for the bathroom.

Once you were out from their sight Arisu hit Karube on the chest.

"We are hurting her!! And that kiss...we are going to break our friendship before we can even start to date her" Arisu said anger clear on his face as Karube looked at the side being ashame.

"Listen we are almost there. Last week her friends came without them. Seems like that guy she is dating has been...well not being good with her"

"And we are being better pushing her away?" Arisu asked not beliving what he was doing anymore.

"No. But our goal its to make her happy at the end"

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Alright maybe Karube and Arisu did not think things would go...like this.

When you had asked to meet with them they had expected that you would tell them you had left your boyfriend.

And actually you did.

But...not like this. They could see the fresh bruise on your cheeck. And even some old ones on your arms.

"Im sorry I called you two" You started voice breaking "You two have been my friends for so long...and then when you two started to date I understood I was...well I was not necesary anymore. But I dont have anyone to tell this. My friends...they told me I was stupid for trusting him, and I dont want to worry my parents..."

If Karube could go and kill that bastard he would. But now you needed them.

"(Y/N)..." Arisu started his voice soft "You....you are always necesary. We are sorry we did not tell you about us sonner" He kicked Karube under the table who nodded along. "We were...well we were worried on how you would react"

"Did you two think I would judge you?. You two are my best friends...and im really happy for both of you. I just...I wished you two told me and...and I wish I was honest with how my ex was being with me"

Karube took a deep breath leaning in.

"Why did you not tell us?"

"Because you two do a lot for me. I did not want to be more of a burden...and then we got away so I thought I could manage this but-"

"(Y/N) you can always count on us" Karube said taking your hand in his "We...as Arisu said we were scared but you can count on us. We are sorry we made you feel bad. And we are sorry you suffered like that"

"Is he...is he still around?" Arisu asked trying to mask his anger. How dared that excuse to put a hand on what was his and Karube's.

"No. He told me I was not worth all the problems and left...I think one of my friends is seeing him" You said almost crying "Maybe I deserve it. I was such a bad friend with you two when I started to date him"

"No (Y/N) you dont deserve this. And why do you say that?" Karube asked

A fainth blush fell on your face.

"I- the truth is...I have always liked both of you. But I did not want to break our friendship so...so when I started to date him I tried to be away from you two. And now you two are together. Something that I support dont get me wrong" You explained

Karube and Arisu looked at each other for a moment a mutual underatanding going between them.

"(Y/N)..." Arisu started "We...well we do have feeling for you too. Both of us"

"...What?"

"Its true" Karube now talked in "We...well what got us together was our mutual love for you. I love Arisu as his own person but the shared interest we had on you was what made us start dating.

And make you be miserable.

You could not speak or say a word too suprised to talk. Suddendly the world seemed to fade and everything that had happened was like a bad joke.

"You mean to tell me...we could have saved us all that trouble if we just...talked?"

Arisu let out a shy smile while Karube nodded.

"Probably, so (Y/N) would you like to date this two dumb ones who are really in love with you ?" Karube asked seeing your face go on fire.

"B-but are you two sure? Arisu? You havent said-"

"Im up to it!" He almost screamed getting the attention of others. "Sorry, but I also want you do date us (Y/N)..."

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Life was...good. Better than you ever expected it to be. The relationship between Karube, Arisu and you was like a fairytale...

It was like being friends once again plus the kisses, long staring and sex.

You never expected the last to be so intense.

Karube was a natural dom, always making you and Arisu put on a show for him before he would join you two.

And Arisu was a natural sub, loving to have both is mouth and dick being stimulated at the same time

It was impossible to not end with marks and love bites after it.

And both of them made you feel safe. After you told them about your ex they decided to put a set of boundaries so you would not revive some trauma.

Karube managed to track him down and he went personally to give the bastard a piece of his mind. Leaving him with broken ribs and a probably lose of sight on one eye.

That while Arisu and you were under a fluffy blanket playing games. You did not need to know what Karube did. Or that both of them had made you feel so bad for months to get you to be with them at the end.

No, they would cut off their tongues before even consider telling you the truth.

All they needed was your smile and company. That was enough for them to feel like what they did was worth it at the end.

It was better than to drug you with alcohol and take you to one of the wood cabins Arisu's Father had. At least like this the three of you could live a normal life. And not fall in a true victim/captor relationship.

But that was a joke Arisu made one time to Karube while both were drunk.

Just a joke...right?

#aib imagine #aib imagines #alice in borderland x reader #arisu x reader #arisu x karube #karube x reader #karube x arisu

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quitealotofsodapop · 8 months ago

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Speaking of family is the rest of Macaque's sworn family gonna be just as pissed at Macaque like Iron Fan in this version of century egg?

In short; YES.

Tieshan is quick to try to kill Macaque when she sees him next.

The rest of his sworn family are just as angry at him.

Whilst Chang'e may forgive Macaque for not knowing about the First Egg when he did, she is certainly grilling him for going on the offensive instead of actually talking it out with Wukong on the Journey. All Macaque ended up doing by trying to hijack the Journey is separate him from Wukong for over 13 centuries, and leaving him with breaks in his heart that are unlikely to heal.

Jiuweihuli only let Macaque crash on her couch because by Buddha she thought she lost her son when he had died. The knowledge that he was responsible for the loss of Wukong's First Egg was tragic sure, but the Vixen could sense that her protégé wouldn't have done something so stupid had he had known of the pregnancy. When she learns that he's willing to bind himself with the Circlet just to have a fighting chance to say he's sorry, the old fox is quick to rush over and embrace him. The fact that Wukong is technically her son-in-law unnerves her a bit - he did kill her, her boys and brother once on the Journey. But she's quick to enter Grandmama-mode when she realises that Macaque only gathered the power to come back because he learned of the Second Egg! Wukong tries to tell the Vixen it's no big-deal, but he doesn't turn away the peach offerings of apricots and baby clothes she leaves on FFM for him.

And since a certain white celestial fox used to roll with a certain tigress, the reunion after the coup is a bit surprising.

Jiuweihuli: "Xī Hǔ!" Xiwangmu: "Bái Hú!!"

The two ancient women are ecstatic to see one another again, their sisterly friendship torn by the chaos caused by Su Daji during the Investiture Crisis. This fact may soften Xiwangmu's opinion of Macaque just a little, but she's still a woman that keeps a grudge.

Xiwangmu: "But darling, why are you here now of all times?" Jiuweihuli: "I heard that my idiot sworn son did something stupid again, and nearly died taking care of that Bone Demon he brokered with." Xiwangmu: "Wait you don't mean-?!" Jin & Yin: (*pop into the scene holding Macaque like he's been captured*) "Hi mum!" "We found 'im!" Macaque: "Hello madam." Xiwangmu, gasping with delight/disbelief: "No!" Jiuweihuli: "I know! After all that horridness he did during the Journey, somehow he nearly outdid himself by getting revived by that demoness. I mean really, son? I knew some very good necromancers that could have solved the whole issue if you had asked." Macaque: "Hard to do when I was in a pitch-black infernal void." Xiwangmu: "Don't talk back to your mother, mister. Son-in-law or not, if you even say a cross word about my grandson again, you'll be cleaning the imperial toilets for the rest of eternity!" Jiuweihuli: "Grandson?" Xiwangmu: "It's a very long story, dear. You must stay for tea so I can explain everything." Jiuweihuli: "Of course! I already intended to stay a while so I could see my son-in-law! I brought plenty of goodies for the new kit." (*turns to the twins*) "Boys, untie your brother." Jin & Yin: (*disappointed groans*) "Never get to have fun."

The twins really want to beat up Macaque, but they settle for harassing and pranking him for now. Especially when knowledge of Macaque's own twin eggs gets out - Jin and Yin were messing around in Lao Tzu's office when they found the super-confidential paperwork of their bro's vitals taken after LBD's defeat.

#century stone egg au #stone matriarch au #six eared macaque #liu er mihou #shadowpeach #lmk chang'e #lmk jiuweihuli #lmk nine tailed vixen #lmk jin & yin #lmk gold and silver demons #lmk aus #lmk #lego monkie kid

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 11 months ago

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AITA for not playing piano in front of my family?

Well it's a silly one but every time it happens I feel more and more like the asshole.

My mom is a musician teacher and she played the piano professionally since she was a child. She grew up in a strict country with strict parents so I guess this is the only way she knew how to act.

Idk if she wanted me to be a famous pianist or something but she forced me and my bro to learn it since we were 3 or 4 or something.

I hated it. I hated it so much. It was always difficult and classical musics. She would always make us cry because she got really angry when we made mistakes (not like hitting angry just shouting angry).

As years passed by, she realized the justification of "you'll thank me in the future" was not worth it for us or for her (the classes gave her a lot of stress also at the time).

Honestly, I do thank her. I realized that I love to sing and have a really good voice if I may say, and I can use the piano to accompany me or I am good enough to learn musics I want to play by myself with all that I learned from her.

Now I'm an adult and I'm currently doing a major in something else but I think I'll never stop singing. My family loves it and loves music and I love to be on stage or sing to others so it's been a win win situation for little less than a decade.

Sry for the long post that was the context.

Ok I have a piano in my living room of the apartment I have with my parents and bro

I really like to play it while singing in a discord music server. But I can only do it when I'm alone at home.

Idk why but everytime I play the piano and my mom is near me watching I start getting anxious and just refuse to play in front of her.

This kinda extended to the rest of the family at home recently.

Like singing I can do whenever but the playing piano part is a no no. And honestly I feel like such an asshole.

My mom doesn't say anything nor the rest of my family. But they try to give me space when I'm playing by entering the apartment quickly and going to their rooms to leave me by myself for how long I'd like. But for me everything is already ruined(?) and I just go to my room after a few minutes.

They try to encourage me saying that they will go to their rooms and that I can relax and I feel bad that I'm kinda guilting them into messing up the music or stoping me from having fun just because they are around

It happened again today and I'm so mad at myself. It only happens specifically when I'm playing piano on a discord call. For the rest I'm fine with it. I can play if my mom or my bro asks, or by myself. But I love doing singing calls so all the time I use the piano in the living room is for this.

Like, I can see that the classes affected me a bit. But cmon, it's been years now, I'm a freaking adult. It's been so long that I feel that Im just being an asshole at this point

Am I being the asshole for not playing the piano when my family is at home?

Also, writing this ask made me a bit mad at myself again so I'm thinking of doing a discord call test while my mom is at the living room and try to get used to it. If this gets posted I'll tell how it went.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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lexithwrites · 11 months ago

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Jegulus and 5 for the nsfw prompts ❤️

absolutely! i went ham on this one because im on my laptop so pls enjoyyyyy

send me some nsfw prompts from here or just send in your own! (any ships welcome)

5. “Can we just not move for a very long time? I have lots of problems that I can’t be bothered to deal with.” “We can stay in bed forever then, I’m fine with that.” “Good, because I need you to eat me out and I don’t want to move.”

James smiled into Regulus' hair as he wrapped his arms around his waist, and watched him type away on his laptop. He had been at this essay for a few hours now, and had been brainstorming for at least two days, and he wished he was done so they could nap. But he wouldn't bother him enough to make him angry, so he just quietly cheered him on by kissing his cheek and rubbing his waist.

Regulus hummed and then yawned. "I'm nearly done but I need a break." He mumbled.

"You can take one, love. The essay isn't going anywhere."

"That's the problem." He laughed and looked over his shoulder, kissing James' nose. "You tired?" James nodded and closed his eyes. "Poor boy, been so good waiting for me to finish."

"Now you're being mean." James grinned and Regulus gently scratched his scalp like a dog getting pets behind the ear. James practically purred. "We can just relax a bit?"

Regulus sighed and, after saving his work closed the laptop and put it on the floor beside the bed, leaning back against James' chest and closing his eyes. "I have so much more work to do."

"I know." James carded his hands through his boyfriends gorgeous hair.

"And so many lectures to go to next week."

"Mhm."

"I'm gonna miss you." Regulus moved back a little and James cleared his throat when he felt him start to rotate his hips.

"Reg—"

"Can we just not move for a very long time?" He asked softly, squeezing James' hand. "I have lots of problems that I can't be bothered to deal with."

"We can stay in bed forever, then. I'm fine with that."

"Good, because I need you to eat me out and I don't want to move." Regulus pulled James' hand up and kissed each of his fingers in turn, before drawing one into his mouth and sucking. James nearly fell off the bed.

"Baby, I mean, yeah obviously—" He pushed Regulus up before crawling over him, shoving his glasses up his face and into his hair like a headband. Regulus loved when he did that.

"Didn't even have to ask twice." Regulus teased him but James was already kissing and licking down his torso, taking a moment to nuzzle his chest scars. Regulus blushed. "I never have to ask twice with you, do I?"

"Never. Eat you out whenever you want." James mumbled against his flushed skin, one thigh already grasped in his hand whilst the other was flung over his shoulder. Of course Regulus just had to wear these boxers that showed off his ass, and that were light enough to show the wet spot between his legs. James flattened his tongue against it and moaned, just as Regulus gasped above him.

"Jamie—"

"Sshh." James pulled at the boxers with his fingers, nails dragging gently down his skin to make him shiver. Once they were flung across the room, James ran his hands up his legs again and smiled. He loved the feeling of the hair there, so soft and fuzzy. He knew Regulus got self conscious but James missed it when he shaved, he liked feeling everything on Regulus' body. It was all beautiful to him.

Regulus shuddered the moment he felt James' tongue against him and arched his back, grabbing at his hair and smiling. "Good boy, Jamie. Good...boy..."

James made him cum three times before Regulus was allowed to go back to his essay. And he passed with flying colours.

#this one got long #but thats what happens when i reply on my laptop lmao #the marauders #regulus black #james potter #jegulus #alex writes things #mail #sunseeker #starchaser

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koiiiji · 1 year ago

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Can I ask you to write a story about me trying to commit suicide but being saved by Wooin?🥺🥺plzzzzz😭😭

1)okay guys, i think its time to set an masterlist what i write for and what i don’t once again in my acc

2) hun, my askbox is currently closed, but this request seems…idk strange(?) if you going through some hard period now in your life, its time to ask for professional help, or at least have a talk with someone who you trust, or something like this, im not an psychologist to start this whole topic, but if there is something that bothering you, please ask for professional

3) i will make an exception, bc i usually don’t write for stuff like this, and honestly it won’t be exact stuff you asked about, just comforting(?) scenario.

enjoy💌

crowd. there are so many people everywhere, although what else did you expect, you in the club, swinging under the bit of music with the crowd, but you have already thought little. alcohol brought pleasant oblivion, but for just a couple of hours… even now, in this state, you understood this and drove these thoughts away. now you have to relax. forget. run away from this world. dissolve the safites, bright flashes of light and loud bits of music in this world.

yes, you must run away from everythi... "hello little thing"

wooin threw his hand on your shoulders. there was no familiar sweet smile and playful light in his eyes, he was gloomy as a bad day. you knew that he didn’t like when you visited such places, he sincerely thought that they did not suit you, this is not your style.

the hand that lay on your shoulder slipped to the elbow - holding it tightly - and the second free hand sank somewhere in the waist area. wooin dragged you to the exit, while you didn't really care, you didn't even understand who it was.

while alcohol was active, everything was fine. while it was seething in your blood, you were safe from your own thoughts. yes, while there was a state of intoxication, you were far from reality, head was empty, and the obsessive thoughts disappeared somewhere by itself. now you only stupidly smiled at the flickering lights and bright flashes of spotlights, your head was spinning, as was the world around you.

you felt like someone dragged you somewhere, but as long as head and thoughts were filled with music everything was in order, everything was fine. you did not worry that your legs dragged out limp on the floor, braided and stumbling itself, while head was empty. you would continue to giggle stupidly and smile if you didn't blink, and in a blink flickering lights disappeared, and the music subsided, and only the crushing silence of the wooin car. your elbow felt sick. it seems that wooin clung to you too much when he dragged your body through the entire dance floor, or hit your elbow on the rack of the car when he pushed you into the salon. he clearly wasn’t happy that he found you in that club.

but honestly? he would never have thought that he would save any girl from such situation. he is used to being responsible only for himself and no one else, but for some reason, the appearance of your drunken body, abandoned on the dance floor annoyed him, he did not like to see you like that. wooin liked it more when you turned away in embarrassment to hide your blush from his vulgar comments or when you annoyed screaming because of the mess that he divorced in your kitchen, when he once again without permission broke into your apartment.

"what the hell is going on with you?" he asked irritably fastening you with a belt, and nervously starting the engine. he was angry, apparently because of his work, or just this day was too stressful or because of your presence in that fucking club... you had no idea in your head, you just sat on a passenger seat, eyes are blurred, and without understanding where you are going at all, the only thing you recognized was his voice. car rushed off, with the ringing silence. the only thing your brain could concentrate on right now is flickering lights, only this time it was a warm light of lanterns on the streets. as the car rushed along the road, the light from the lanterns was reflected from the glass and crashed into your eyes. it’s not loud music of course, but also distracting attention, and suddenly your eyes began to feel heavy, seat in wooin’s car seemed too comfortable, unlike the crowd lingering to each other. you closed your eyes only for a moment and now already in your apartment. this time, spasms in the shoulder were added to the pain in the elbow, it seems wooin was not too gentle with you while dragging your body to the apartment.

"hey, woe party gremlin, go wash off your combat painting and go to bed, i don't have time to nurse you all night" he shouted in annoyed tone from the passage to the bath, while you were in a reclining position on the couch, trying to take off from yourself either shoes or outerwear. seems that wooin is really angry. tsking loudly, showing all his prompted irritation, wooin grabbed micellar water and a pack of cotton pads from the shelf and approached you. with his feet, he helped you finally pull your damned shoes off and pulled the sleeves of the jacket so that you finally could get out of it.

sitting down next to you on the sofa, he took you by the chin, turned your face to himself, and gently rubbed a wet disk over your face, washing off makeup. you tried to focus your attention on his face, but everything was desperately swimming in your eyes, and your eyelids seemed so heavy that you could no longer resist, falling down on his shoulder. wooin just sighed, pushing you onto the cushions of the sofa and headed to your room, pulling the blanket off the bed, he covered your body - still lying on the couch in the living room - and only for a couple of seconds held his gaze on your peaceful face.

when you woke up in the morning, you mentally thanked him for leaving a glass of water on the table. but you will never know that before leaving that night, he lingered there to gently brush a couple of strands from your face, lightly touch your hand, wondering if he should do something more, and in the end, he just left, also mentally wishing you the most peaceful dreams and a light head in the morning.

*sorry, the end turned out to be a little crumpled, im not used to writing something like that.((

#[ ~ koi.talks🗣]#x reader #windbreaker #windbreaker webtoon #windbreaker x reader #webtoon #headcanon #windbreaker headcanon #imagine #wooin sabbath #wooin #wooin x reader #wooin windbreaker

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breyito · 7 months ago

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Fear your sins, not your monsters: Part Two: Tortured Souls

@painlandweek Day 2: Leyends

Part 1 Part 3 Chapters: 2/4 Fandom: Dead Boy Detectives (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence Relationships: Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne/Charles Rowland, Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne & Charles Rowland, Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne & Crystal Palace Characters: Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne, Charles Rowland (DCU) Additional Tags: Protective Edwin Paine | Edwin PayneUnhinged Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne, Violence, Torture, Hurt Charles Rowland (DCU), Sickfic, love language: acts of service, painlandweek, BAMF Edwin Paine | Edwin Payne, Angst with a Happy Ending

A/N: Goodness gracious. This chapter is a behemoth. I think I have not written so much in one go since...2019? When the fires of wrath at Tony's death still lived within me lmao (im still mad, but im also tired now) Anyways!!! This took so long because the scenes just kept needing to be written out and out! And the dialogue! So.much.dialogue. Also, WARNING: there are some descriptions and threats of rape/non-con (about ocs and towards Crystal), so, *please* be careful. These ghosts are some real scumbags. As always, English is not my first language and I have no beta. Also, it's near 5AM, so. Any edits that need doing I'll do later. Enjoy!

Part Two: Tortured Souls

“What-t the fuck do you even want!? ” screamed Charles, after the thirteenth time he was transported from the rocks on the shore onto the cold concrete floor. He punched the floor in frustration but it didn’t make any difference: he wouldn’t feel it even if he tore out chunks of it. He’d tried that, digging his way out, but it was no use; the fucking room returned to its original state no matter what he did.

(He’d also tried to break the iron bars on the window, but no matter how much of his hands he burned while trying, it was useless. The only thing it did was multiply the pain when he got thrown into the freezing depths again.)

He clenched his teeth while clothing himself again. He heard a giggle that sent another shiver down his spine and to the very core of his essence.

“Oh, I’m just softening you up, kid.” the witch answered, an incorporeal voice just in his ear. Charles jumped and whirled around, but there was no one.

“Softening me for what !?” he insisted. “How long do you plan to keep doing this for!?”

“Well…until you no longer have any fight in you, of course.” She giggled again. “That’s the best way to break in a new toy.”

“I’m not a bloody toy !” he yelled, incandescently furious. The first dregs of a new kind of dread were emerging, and he didn’t like that one bit.

“You are now. Mmm, the things he’ll do to you when he comes back…”she teased, like the mere thought gave her pleasure. She sighed. “It’ll be delicious .”

Charles choked on his helplessness, and tried really hard to be more angry than scared. He almost manages to convince himself he succeeded.

“See you later, baby. The lake needs time to freeze over, you know.” Just like that, the heavy presence was gone.

Dawn had come while they talked. Still shivering, Charles curled up on the concrete floor, trying to place himself on the faint rays of sunlight. Not for the first time in his afterlife, he wished he could feel their heat as well as he could feel this permanent cold. It felt like he had never known warmth. Like the golden light of a lantern reflected on a pair of soft green eyes had only ever been an illusion.

Still, he kept Edwin’s face on his mind. The furrow of his eyebrows, the twitch of his nose when he wanted to say something and knew he shouldn’t, the sharp angle of his cheekbones….the tempting bow of his lower lip, just begging to be kissed.

God…I wished I had just told you. I’m sorry, Edwin. I’m so sorry.

—- —-- —--

By the time Crystal’s alarm went off, it was far past noon already. A part of her wanted to yell at Edwin for letting her oversleep when they were in a crisis, but as she looked around the office and noticed the complete state of chaos it was in, the words died in her throat.

Edwin was dressed impeccably, though, sharp and without a hair out of place. Somehow, despite being only in his vest and coat, he seemed…more put together than usual. When the light hit him just right, he looked like a threat . It was unsettling, and made her feel ill at ease. But she pushed through it, because this was her friend, worried sick about their other missing friend.

Still, the way his fists kept meeting one another, and the now black gloves he wore gave away his agitation; and choked her up a bit. He had Charles’ necklace around his neck, and he was squeezing it between his fingers after every third time he smashed his knuckles together.

“Hey” she said, as she stood up from the couch.

“Good morning.” Edwin said, turning. “We have plenty to do today, but since the places we need to get to are not open before sundown, we have time for you to grab a bite.”

“I’m fine-”she tried to say.

“Crystal.” he interrupted. “You are alive , and thus have certain basic needs that have to be met for your presence to be beneficial to Charles’ rescue.” He took a deep breath. “If you insist on becoming a hindrance by refusing to take those necessary steps; I have no problem leaving you bound here in the office, until I get him back.” The tone of his voice left her no doubt he was completely serious, and would, in fact, leave her trapped in this room.

“Fuck, fuck , allright.” she conceded, as she put on her shoes. “But you will fill me in on what you found in the meantime.” Edwin tilted his head.

“Very well.” with that he turned around and crossed through the door. Cursing under her breath, she hurried to follow him.

—-- —-- —--

Once they were situated in a caffe with her meal in front of her and her earpiece very visible to avoid unwanted attention, she gestured for him to explain. Edwin, sitting across the table, cleared his throat and started.

“As we suspected, I cannot find him through usual tracking spells. This magic user has hidden their signatures too well for that.” He shifted in the seat, looking around before taking out his notebook. “However, I can track the ghost that hired us and lead us right to the trap.”

“Why haven’t you done that already then?”

“Because, first of all, at least back in the church, he had items that made him stronger and managed to escape after hurting Charles but just before he was taken and all the mirrors shattered.”

“So he’s tricky, is what you mean.”

“Exactly. We have no way of knowing if the witch provided him those items solely for the trap or if he has more of them. I’d hate to be ill prepared to face him, especially with you in tow.”

“I can handle myself.” she refuted, tone harsh.

“Crystal.” Edwin waited until she looked him in the eye, which was rare for him so she did. “I may not be very good at social interactions, but I did notice the way he was looking at you. It made me uncomfortable, so I can only imagine what it was like for you.”

“Well.” she said with a strained smile, eyes focused on her plate. “It’s not like it's the first time.” Crystal saw him hesitating on the corner of her eye, and then felt a slight pressure on her sleeve. She looked up and saw him give her a pained smile back.

“I am under no impression that what I experience when I use my disguises is anywhere near the real life, constant feeling of being under scrutiny and threat from those kinds of…men. And while the hardships I suffered when I was alive may give me some insight, it is not the same. But it is not normal and it is not okay.” He looked away for a tick before looking back at her. “In the future, we’ll try to screen these types of clients better. If they cannot treat you with the appropriate respect, they do not deserve our help.” He squeezed her arm once before letting go.

Done with sentimentalities for the time being, he leaned back and busied himself with his notes. Crystal, feeling like she had been punched in the throat, focused back on her meal and tried not to cry.

When enough time had passed that she felt she could speak without sounding choked, she set down her glass and tapped the table to get his attention back.

“You said we needed to go somewhere that wouldn’t be ‘open’ until night. Where is that? Some sort of library, a supernatural store…?”

“Not this time. Are you familiar with the term ‘black market’?” The ghost asked.

“Are you kidding? There’s a black market for magical stuff?” she hissed. “Wouldn’t that just be a regular magical market or whatever?”

“Oh, no. The supernatural world works on complicated networks. Usually, for regular cases, we can go to above board individuals or shops. But sometimes, less… moral objects are needed, and the Obscure Mart is the ideal place to obtain them.”

“Obscure Mart? Damn, you guys really love your theatrics, don’t you?”

“Of course.” he smirked. “That’s half the fun of all of it.” She was tempted to ask what the other half was, but feared getting off track.

“What do we need from this black market then?”

“Ideally, truth spells talismans. The iron chains to contain him are already inside the bag.” he pointed to Charles’ backpack. “Then, maybe some holy oil. Our reserve is quite small, and I’d rather have a larger circle than a small one.”

“Wait a minute. Holy oil? Isn’t that the stuff that can disintegrate a ghost if they touch it?”

“Indeed. Do you remember the abandoned warehouse of the Mc’Call case?” at her nod, he continued. “My plan is to catch unawares, and push him through a mirror into the building. I have already set up a salt circle to avoid him escaping, but I believe a holy fire around that circle will be better.”

“Isn’t that super dangerous?”

“It has its risks, but I think it is worth it. Besides, once you get there, you’ll put out the fire.” He adds.

“I mean, the warehouse is not far from here, but how do we know that this guy won’t be in, like, Tanzania?”

“These types usually have a pattern. As we’ve seen, he’s lazy, a pervert and from London. I don’t think he’s gone far at all.”

“Fine, ok. Also, truth spells? Couldn’t you just” she waves her fingers “do one?”

“Not at all. As a form of incantation, truth spells are useless. Truth spells talismans are one of the trickiest bits of magic and do work. The runes need to be in a specific pattern, written down in a special paper, with a particular ink, prepared in a confluence of the ley lines and only in certain phases of the moon.”

“Well, damn. Off to the black market we go, then.”

Ignoring the alarmed look from the waitress, she left a tip and got up to follow the ghost boy.

—-- —-- —--

—- —-- —--

The entrance to the Obscure Mart was hidden in an ancient alleyway, behind a brick wall. Crystal had to bite her tongue not to make any Harry Potter related comments. (She had no desire to listen to another rant about how Rowling did the whole community a huge disservice, since she’d have to defend the world of Harry Potter but not the author because fuck that terf; and she hasn’t got the energy for that).

The market was a lively place, if a bit well, dark. Actual-for-realsies torches were the main source of light. The fires were of multiple colours though, which is cool. There were some stores she could see, but it seemed to be mostly tables and tents at the sides of the very long alley, with some narrow corridors on both sides. It’s not empty, but it’s not packed either. The first person that waved at them smiled, then looked behind Edwin at Crystal, and swallowed.

“Hi, Edwin!” They look behind the teens again. “Where’s Charles?” They ask, barely keeping the smile on their face.

“Taken.” Edwin said, curt. The person talking to them paled and then cursed softly. Crystal bit her lip not to question the wisdom of admitting such a thing, keeping in mind the ghost’s warning before going in: she was not to speak unless directly questioned.. “I need you to point me in the direction of Garreth Gadget?” he asked. Crystal blinked twice and tried not to snort at the name.

“Y-yeah, sure. He’s on the seventh entrance tonight.” With barely a nod in acknowledgment, Edwin kept walking.

The psychic girl saw the person that was just talking to them whisper something in the ear of their neighbour, and how this kept repeating as they walked down the road. As she turned to see the reactions of the beings around them she wished she could take the time to gape at all the crazy stuff. There was a giant ass tank with a giant ass glowing and mean looking octopus wearing a tophat that suddenly pulled all his limbs into a little ball and tried to hide behind his tophat .

“-but who would be this stupid ?” asked a green girl with wings, fluttering agitatedly around her equally colourful friends. Crystal was calling her fairy for now and save the terminology for another day.

“...yeah, probably someone new…” a sinister matronly ghost whispered to the man next to her, fussing over her wares.

“-ou think we’ll have another Bog Witch situation?” asked a… spooky talking tree?? Everyone that heard him shivered in unison.

“ -uck, I hope not. That’d be…horrific.” answered the black cat with the equally black kittens.

Seeing as Edwin had gotten ahead of her anyways, she turned around to question the cat. That was the creature she was most used to, even if they were usually very rude.

“What ‘Bog Witch situation’?” she asked, intrigued.

“Shhh!” The kittens shushed her in unison, eyes wide. They all hurried to hide behind their mother.

“You don’t know about the Bog Witch?” the cat asked, tilting her head.

“ What Bog Witch?”

“Exactly!” the green fairy answered, nodding.

“No, really. What Bog Witch? And why is she so important?” Crystal was starting to lose her patience. There was a very awkward pause. “I’m new to this supernatural shit, alright? Is it some sort of legend or lore I don’t know about? Does it have anything to do with Edwin?”

“... it’s more like an urban legend. About what happened to her.” whispered a goth human boy. She assumed he was either a psychic or a warlock. He kept looking around, like Edwin would suddenly pop up out of nowhere.

“More like what that boy did to her.” muttered the ghost of a firefighter.

“It’s not like it wasn’t deserved.” defended the matronly ghost.

“And what happened to her? Did Edwin… kill her?”Crystal asked, apprehensive.

“Oh, no.” the boy snorted. She relaxed slightly. “ Way worse. He erased her from existence. She and her Bog.”

“Which was an overreaction, in my opinion.” added the tree.

“Erased her from existence…? That can happen? Wouldn’t people notice a whole ecosystem disappearing one day to the next?”

“Not in this case. When we say he ‘erased her from existence’ we mean completely . There are no traces, no records, no memories of them. Us supernatural creatures are the only ones that remember the Witch or the Bog.” Explained the fairy.

“Only faint traces, tho.” The firefighter added. “I assume as a warning.”

“You assume correctly.” Edwin stated, suddenly at her side. Everyone jumped back and quickly scampered away. He grabbed her arm and began leading her back down the road.

“Wait, wait, wait.” she said, stopping. Edwin sighed loudly and turned around, one eyebrow raised. “A warning about what?” she asked.

“About what I am willing to do to get Charles back. There are not many things that fall outside that list.” Crystal shook her head, incredulous.

Before she could question him further Edwin turned around snarling and grabbed a ghost by the shoulder, slamming him against the wall with a single hand. Said ghost was a guy, maybe in his thirties, and looked like the cartoon of a dealer, big brown trench coat and everything.

“Trying to avoid me, Garreth?” Edwin asked.

“Look, kid-”the man started, before yelping as said boy pressed his thumb deep into his clavicle. “Wait, wait-! Whatever you need, okay? I wasn’t sure I’d have what you wanted-”

“I need some truth spells talismans.” Edwin interrupted him. “I’m prepared to pay you handsomely for them.”

“ Truth spells ? I’m afraid I can’t help you there, mate. You know they are incredibly hard to come by-”

“I do. Which is why I know only you would have them tonight.”

“I’m sorry, lad, but-”

“I’ll trade you the immersive copy of the Kamasutra you always try to get your paws on.” The man’s eyes darkened immediately, but he shook his head.

“ Very tempting offer but-”

“Or I can just steal your coat and slice it open until it spills everything you have in there.” Edwin extended his free hand, and swallowing, Crystal put the knife he had given her earlier in it.

“I’ll take it! Of course I will.” Edwin backed off to let him search the inside pockets of his trench then. “I was planning on using it on my lass, but fuck it. These birds can’t mouth off, can they?” he said, licking his lips.

Crystal saw Edwin’s shoulders tense in disgust, but knew he couldn’t grimace; so she grimaced for both of them. Garreth finally took a single sheet of paper and gave it to them.

“It’s the only one I’ve got!” he defended himself at their unimpressed looks. “The wife is tricky, alright? Can never get her with these…”he mumbled.

Edwin inhaled deeply and took a book from inside his own pocket, waving it in front of the man.

“Holy oil, then, for the rest of it.”

“Hey-!”

“I can always give you just half the book and you can see if it still functions as intended.” he threatened.

“Fine, fine!” the man conceded. “Jeez.” He took a little clay pot from another pocket, tapping the waxed seal as he handed it over. “Straight from Jerusalem.”

Edwin pressed the book against Garreth’s chest and turned around, pocketing the talisman and the oil. They both began walking, ignoring the wet sounds as the man licked his lips over and over.

They also ignored the way the rest of the beings in the Obscure Mart hunched over, some even hiding under their tables. On the corner of her eye she saw the octopus still in a little ball, just with ink spilled around it. As they left the market and arrived at the normal alley, Crystal stopped Edwin with a hand on his arm.

“This isn’t like you, Edwin.” she said, softly. “This…brute force? The constant threat of violence? It’s like…”

“I’m Charles?” he finished, sarcastic. “We are not so different in our devotion as it might seem, Crystal.”

“I don’t buy that.” she said. Edwin let out a dry chuckle. “He’s our friend, but-”

“Crystal, you've seen him without me. You have never seen me without him .” he interrupted, eyes stone cold. “I know you think you know how our dynamic works. You think I keep him contained when I’m around, don’t you? Leashed , as some would say?” he smiled, and it was terrifying. “Oh, dear Crystal....You have got no clue how savage I can be in the shadow of his absence.”

Crystal took a step back, and Edwin seemed to become smaller. He turned his back on her and rubbed his hand all over his face.

“I don’t like what I become when he’s threatened, Crystal.” he admitted, looking at the sky. “I’m aware that I can be quite brutal, and that regret is not in my vocabulary when these things happen.” He inhaled. “But this is the only way I know to get him back.”

“Edwin…” she whispered, tearing up.

“He’s always protecting me , saving me . Just yesterday he got injured and distracted because I couldn’t defend myself. Now I have to be strong for the both of us, and be tough enough to do whatever is necessary to save him.”

Edwin wiped off a teardrop from his cheek, but more just kept falling. Crystal thought ‘Fuck it, they are my boys and I’m not about to lose either one of them’ and hugged him tight. Surprising her, Edwin hugged her back.

“I can’t lose him, Crystal, I can’t .” he whispered, voice trembling. “If you can’t stomach my methods I don’t blame you, but-”

“No, no. ” she interrupted him. “This is for our friend, and as long as you don’t hurt anyone innocent-”

“I promise.” Edwin said.

“Then you do whatever you need to do to find him.” They separated and smiled weakly at each other, wiping the wetness off their faces. “Now, c’mon, we have a perv ghost to find.”

—-- —-- —--

—- —-- —--

After finishing the holy oil circle and doing the tracking spell, they had an address. They found their perverted ghost perving on some girls in a club’s bathroom downtown, of course. Crystal setted off the fire alarm so that the bar emptied as Edwin surprised the man. As soon as she saw them disappear through the surface, she turned around and left. Fortunately it was the middle of the week, so her Uber should get to their location quickly enough.

Edwin pushed the ghost through the mirror with a surge of magic, right into the warehouse’s trap. The circle of holy fire was already alight. Edwin quickly followed suit and broke the mirror to prevent an escape. While getting iron shackles to bound the other ghost with, the man shook off the effects of the spell and got up.

“You again, little boy?” he mocked. “Didn’t get enough of this, did you?” he laughed as he threw a marked stone at Edwin. The boy knocked the stone off course with the chain, and took advantage of the extended arm to get the cuff around it. “ Bloody hell !” the man cursed, trying to shake the metal burning him loose. He desperately patted his pockets with his other arm, trying to reach another stone loaded spell. “Why isn’t this burning you!? ” he yelled.

“It is.” Edwin answered, before reciting an incantation in Latin. “I just don’t care.” He let go of one of the chains as it seemed to become alive, and sent them in the direction of the other ghost.

The man dodged and tried to run, but Edwin pulled from the chain already around his arm and he fell to the floor. The enchanted chain snaked around the man until he was covered in them, then pulled both arms behind his back and locked them there. The man fell to his knees, and Edwin couldn’t stop thinking how much he looked like a worm.

Once that was done, he waited for Crystal so she could snuff off the fire. Ignoring the snarls and the cursing, Edwin took off his notebook from his pocket and revised his notes once more. The list of questions he needed to ask hadn’t changed, but it made him feel better.

About half an hour later, Crystal arrived. Immediately, she broke the salt circle with her shoe and snuffed the oil with the short incantation Edwin had taught her. Edwin nodded in thanks and opened his mouth, but she cut him off.

“I’m staying.”

Edwin agreed to it, shighing.

“Fuck” laughed the ghost. “The black bitch is here too? What a party!” he whooped. They both ignored him.

Taking the talisman out of his pocket, Edwin slapped it against the other ghost’s throat. The ink burned off the paper as it transferred to the man’s skin.

“Do you know where Charles is?” was the first and most important question Edwin had. The man smirked and opened his mouth to give some bullshit answer.

“Of course I don’t, that wench gave me one job and I did it.” Instead, he answered honestly. “What was that?” he asked, alarmed. “What the fuck was that!?” he yelled as he got no response.

“What is your connection with the person that took Charles?” Edwin continued, not letting the disappointment choke him. Of course this lackey didn’t know, it would have been too easy otherwise.

The man tried to bite his lip, but it was useless. The runes glowed and he had to answer.

“That witch?” he laughs. “She was my late mate’s girl. Awesome catch, she is.”

“Why?” asked Crystal.

“Lil’ bit hard to find a bitch that knows how to enjoy herself, huh?” he winked at her as he licked his lips and the blood he spilled. “Hell, sometimes I think she enjoyed it more than we did.”

“...enjoyed what?” asked Edwin, confused. The man laughed as the runes glowed, head thrown back.

“All the girls and boys we completely destroyed.” He said, proudly. Both teens froze . “Fuck, we had such a good run too! There wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do, wouldn’t get, for him. Chains, chain saws ? Done. Knives, blowtorches, pliers? Easy. Even got us a speculum once.” he kept on, a sickening longing look on his face. “That was…a hell of a week.”

“Stop.” said Edwin, feeling nauseous. Fortunately, the runes glowed after that command too, rendering the man silent. While the other ghost silently laughed at them, Edwin checked on Crystal. She nodded at him to continue, swallowing.

“What happened to your…friend?” The man bit his tongue again, but the words kept coming.

“I told you, didn’t I? He died. We both did. Went in a fucking gaze of glory.”

“The police killed you.” Edwin stated. “I don’t remember anything about them stopping a pair of…serial rapists.”

“Oi, have some respect for our skills, we also killed them.” he laughed again at their faces. ”And the pigs never found out!” he howled. “Thought we were just robbers, didn't they?”

The fact that these two monsters were still undiscovered sat like lead on the teens' stomachs. They looked at each other and nodded at the same time. They would get the names of the victims, try and give their families some closure. (Make sure those poor souls went to rest in Heaven.)

“And where is your friend now? Is he working with the witch?” Edwin asked. He lasted longer this time, a trickle of blood getting to his chin.

“Nah. I saw him get dragged down by something inside a red light, didn’t I? So I ran. Ran back to our flat, and there I found her. Turned out the shite she spouted about energies and magic and whatever bollocks was true.” He shook his head and tilted it to the side, leaving it there.

“And then what happened? What does she want with Charles?” As the rapist’s ghost bit his tongue, the blood finally reached the runes, and cut through them. They glowed once, twice and then dulled. “No!” Edwing screamed. “What does she want with Charles!?”

The other ghost just kept laughing.

“What are you gonna do now, little boy!? All outta spells already!?” he mocked. He spat on the floor and looked at them with a predatory smile that centred on Crystal. “If you want to hear me talk so much, I can sure tell you what I’d do to this black wench.” He licked his teeth. “Usually my tastes aren’t so exotic , but I’ll make an exception for you, birdie. You look…just so -” he’s interrupted by said ‘birdie’ kicking him in the balls. He wheezed, still laughing.

Edwin, very calmly, walked Crystal back a few steps and stood in front of her, so she wouldn’t have to see that monster’s face.

“It seems I will be extracting the information physically.” he stated, taking off his coat. “You should leave, Crystal.” he said as he took an ornate dagger from his pocket.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to…read him?” she asked, wanting nothing more than leave this place where this monster felt so fucking comfortable. The last thing she wanted was to read this fucking jerk and fill her head with the horrors he had committed, but she would if Edwin couldn’t do it.

“It’s not necessary-” he started.

“Yeah!” the man screamed behind them. “Sure you don’t want her to do this?” he laughed. “Your iron knives don’t scare me, boy.”

Edwin lifted an eyebrow in question to Crystal and she nodded. She started walking away as he turned around and smiled at the bound man.

“Oh, this isn’t iron.” he said, clicking his tongue. Edwin waited until the sound of the door closing before continuing. “This is cursed silver . This is not just going to burn you. This is going to ground you in your body in a way you haven’t felt since the day you died.” He carefully traced the edge of the man’s right eye with the blade. “And then, it’s going to turn each and every one of those sensations into agony .” He laughed. The other ghost swallowed, paling.

“You think I can’t take a little bit of pain?” he still asked, full of bravado.

“ You took my partner away from me .” Edwin snarled. “Do you think I’m only going to inflict a little bit of pain on you?”

“You wouldn’t.” he objected “You’re not corrupt enough.” the man stated, trying to sound certain but looking wearily at the blade.

“Haven’t you heard? I spent 73 years in Hell.” He slowly walked around the bound ghost, to stop behind him and whisper. “And among my own suffering, I learned many, many things there.” Edwin took off his gloves and let them fall to the floor one by one as he kept walking.

“How to unmake someone apart piece by piece is just one of the lessons.” He caught the terrified gaze of the rapist ghost. “I bet you think you know all about that, don’t you?” He stopped and looked him dead in the eyes. “Only you never had the chance to do it all over again. And again. And again . So why don’t you let me show you?”

—-- —-- —--

Crystal walked outside feeling defeated. She hated it, but she thought that perhaps Edwin would not be able to do it, after the talk they had earlier. And then she would have to read that disgusting mind. She jumped on top of a pile of pallets and shoved her headphones on her head, putting on a metal playlist, just in case.

Not too early, either.

Some really ear-shattering screams begin a few minutes after she leaves. She tried very, very hard to convince herself the screams she heard were coming from the artists.

—-- —-- —--

By the time the screams had turned into choked whimpers, hours had passed. Crystal had resorted to putting on her headphones and turning her music to the highest volume, to ignore it. She knew the man inside was the worst kind of scum on this Earth, but he was still a person. He deserved to be punished for all he had done before and what he had done to Charles. This was all for information, she kept telling herself. She would do a lot of things not to lose another friend.

As Edwin walked out of the warehouse, just in his vest and shirt, she noticed he was… covered in blood would be an overstatement, but not by much. His sleeves were dyed red in places and his bare hands were bright pink. As he approached her, he did a movement with one of his hands and the same black smoke she had seen earlier as they did the tracking spell cleaned it all up, almost… devouring the blood he had had on his person.

“You learned anything useful?” she asked, hopeful.

“Yes, rather.” Edwin answered, before his coat wrapped him up and he fixed his gloves. “We should be going, though, we have no time to lose.”

“What? Why?” Crystal said as she jumped down the pallets she had been sitting on to follow him. Red light spilling from the broken windows of the building was her answer. “He’s moving on? Why?” she asked, completely baffled, as she reached his side. The dude had seen his rapist BFF being dragged down to Hell.

“I…convinced him that it was in his best interest to not be within my reach when this case is through. I suppose he thought his chances of surviving Hell are greater than his chances of surviving me .”

She swallowed a few times, shocked. Noticing she had stopped, Edwin turned around.

“Shall we, Crystal?” he asked, eyebrow lifting.

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Hatori Sohma X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3387

Requested: @girlsforpjm

Request: Plssss more one shots for hatori I’ll pay and everything im begging😞 AND I can’t even remember if I put in a request already but can you do another hatori x reader :)

Warning: More angsty then my previous works, kinda happy ending, spoliers for Hatori's backstory

Willing to write a part 2 for this one if anyone is interested.

You were only young when you met Hatori, you remember the small smile that he had returned your wave with, you were both too small to realise then but your friendship would be tested in more ways than one. You grew close quickly and even with Shigure and Ayame inserting themselves into your little group when you started middle school, you were still almost inseparable.

“Hatori!” You called as you walked into the student council room, a smile bright on your face as you waved. Having been friends with him for so long now, you’d learned of the curse that followed his family and tried your hardest to stop others from triggering it and stop yourself from triggering it as well. “What are you doing here?” He asked, watching you sit in the seat next to him with a smile. “I knew that you’d hide yourself in here, I know you’ve got a lot of work to do since Ayame’s not going to do it,” You mumbled as you pulled out a small bento box from your bag. “You need to eat though.” “Oh, I wasn’t expecting anyone to realise that I was gone.” He said softly as he took the box from you, placing it on the other side of him so that he could easily swap from writing to eating. “Is there something else?” “No, I’ll just stay here. I have some work to do as well. It's quiet here so it’ll be easier to work.” You explained as you pulled out some homework that he had more than likely finished. “You should have done that already…” He sighed as he glanced at the work that you had laid out. “I know, I just don’t understand it… so I’ve been avoiding it.” You shrugged looking at the papers as if hoping that it was spontaneously stick in your head. “You should have said something, I can help you with this.” He said as he turned away from the work that he had been doing. “No you have your own work to be doing, I can figure this out on my own.” You mumbled “I didn’t mean to bother you.” “You could never bother me, I’ll teach you the basic concept again, and while you do the first half of the worksheet I’ll keep working on this.” He explained and you looked at him and nodded. “Okay, as long as you let me know if I can help you as well.” You ordered and he nodded.

The first time that you were really tested was the day that your parents told you that you were moving, you wanted nothing more than to stay but there was no way to make it work no matter how you looked at it. You hadn’t actually planned to tell Hatori when you did, you had been sitting in the park near your house after talking to your parents, you were trying to figure out how you were going to tell him. It seemed the universe was ready for you to tell him because he took a seat next to you. “You look upset.” Was all he said, you bit your bottom lip, eyes trained on the floor as you tried to find the words to explain everything. “I am upset.” You finally answered, you hoped that voicing your feelings on the matter before explaining it to him would help preserve the friendship that you had. “Why?” He asked. “My parents want to move.” Again putting the blame on someone else so that he wouldn’t be angry at you. “Out of town?” Hatori asked. “Yeah.” You answered, as if saying it out loud called on more tears, they poured down your face as you pulled your knees up to face wrapping your arms around the back of your thighs. “They won’t let you stay?” He asked. “There’s nowhere for me to stay, I don’t have any other family here.” You shrugged and you heard him sigh as he moved, you expected that he was going to leave you there, go home and leave you to your own sadness but instead you felt him gently pull your legs down. “Then I will wait for you.” He promised. “Wait for me?” You asked. “You plan on coming back right?” He asked. “Of course.” You answered. “Then I will wait for you, no matter how long it takes.” He answered. “And I will do whatever it takes to get back here.” You promised.

You talked everyday for the next 4 years, as you tried to make the best of a bad situation, as you got older you knew that the promise to wait for you was one made by two children and you never expected him to honour it but when you found your way back to town and found that he was about to get married and have a child you realised how much you wished that he would.

“They look happy.” You said softly as you stood with Shigure. “He’s missed you.” Shigure said and you looked at him and shrugged. “Doesn’t mean that he’s not happy.” You said as you looked back at them. “She’s pretty, I shouldn’t ruin this for him.” “Ruin something?” Shigure frowned. “You wouldn’t ruin anything. He’s been waiting for the day that you come back here.” Shigure said. “We both know that I can’t turn off these feelings, it’s the reason I promised to come back, I hoped that absence would make the heart grow fonder. Instead I pushed him towards someone else, my decision, my consequences.” You mumbled. “You really should stay and talk to him.” Shigure suggested, you shrugged. “Maybe.” You answered before turning away, you still had others that you wanted to visit, you only had a couple of days.

As time went on it became harder and harder for you to actually go and see him, everytime that you saw him he was with her and he was happy, you didn’t want to ruin something good for him, you would much rather that he were happy then confused or torn, so on your last day you decided that you just wouldn’t go and see him. Like always Hatori had a way of messing up any plan that you’ve ever made, this time he seemed to find you sitting at a table in a coffee shop “Were you ever going to come and see me?” He asked. “You seemed busy.” You answered, honestly you didn’t sound bitter or angry about it, just a little sad. “Didn’t want to bother you.” “I’ve told you this before… You are never a bother.” He explained. “You seem to have other priorities, I shouldn’t distract you from them, I’m glad you look happy.” You explained. “You don’t sound very happy.” He observed and you looked at him for a second and shrugged. “I still can’t stay, the place I had lined up fell through so I’ll have to leave again in a few days.” You answered, covering up your mood with a lie, you had declined the place after seeing them together, you weren’t sure that you were going to be able to live with it, at least not at the moment, you needed more time to get used to it. “There’s nowhere else?” He asked. “Not at the moment, I asked the agent to give me a call if something else came up.” You answered. “Why would you avoid me all this time if you knew that?” He asked. “You looked happy.” you answered. “What does that have to do with anything?” He asked. “I’m happy for you.” You said softly “but I can’t be happy with you.” “What are you talking about?” He asked. “There was a reason that I promised to come back here, I thought… It doesn't matter what I thought, just know that I’m happy for you and I hope that I will be brave enough to meet her one day.” “Wait! What does that mean?” He asked as you started to stand. “It doesn’t matter, just enjoy what you have, okay? Promise?” You smiled and this was the first time that he had seen your smile since you had come back, the same as he remembered, though it didn’t meet your eyes almost there, it would fool anyone who hadn’t known you since you were young. “I promise.” He finally said and that was where he saw it, the smile that could have fooled him if he weren’t part of the conversation. “Good.” you nodded before turning and walking away from him. The second test one you both failed.

From there on the messages stopped and you were only ever back for special events like Ayame opening his new shop or Shigure’s success in writing. You remembered the night that you got the message from Shigure that something terrible had happened, he didn’t tell you what it was just that they needed you to come back to help Hatori. When you got there, you had no indication of what happened, Shigure met you and took you back to the house where Hatori must have been. “What happened?” You asked. “It’s better that he tells you.” Shigure answered. “A lot has happened since your last visit.” “Bad things I assume?” You asked, Shigure only hummed in confirmation. When you made it back to the house Ayame was there. “I was worried that you wouldn’t come.” Ayame sighed “he really needs you right now, you were always able to talk to him when he didn’t want to talk to anyone else.” “I can try but a lot has changed.” You took a deep breath. “The fact that you're here means nothing has changed.” Ayame said “we won’t be far if you need us.” “Thanks.” You mumbled before walking into the room. Hatori was a mess that you could tell, he seemed to be looking through everything in the room until his eyes landed on you. “They called you.” He said. “They did.” You nodded. “Why?” He asked. “I don’t know, I guess they thought that I could help, I’m still your friend after all.” You said taking a step forward. “Are you?” He asked. “Am I what?” You asked. “Still my friend? We haven’t spoken in months.” He reminded you. “You don’t get to come here when you think that you are needed and pretend that you did just walk away when things got tough.” “I didn’t walk away with things got tough, walking away was tough, I could have stuck around, told you I loved you and ruined your life.” You explained. “My life is already ruined, if you loved me you would have been here!” He didn’t yell but his tone was harsh and should have left no room for argument but you weren’t going to leave it that way. “You don’t get to blame this on me, you were the one who broke the promise first, you said that you were going to wait for me and when I came back you had moved on! I didn’t choose that for you, I’m sorry about whatever happened to you and I’m sorry that I can’t change it but you don’t get to lay that blame at my door.” Your hands curled into fists as you turned to the door. “So you are walking away again?” He asked. “I shouldn’t, I should let you hurt me so badly that I never come back here again but I love you… I’d probably still give you a chance, so I’ll save myself the pain and you the guilt and walk away again.” You answered, opening the door “if you ever feel that I’m worth the time again, Shigure and Ayame will know where to find me.” As you walked out your eyes fell on Ayame and Shigure “I told you things have changed.” Ayame was the first to move, pulling you into a hug as he walked you out.

Shigure stood in the corridor torn between following you out and confronting his friend, in the end he chose to have the fight that you wouldn’t “what was that?” He asked. “She’s better off without me.” Hatori answered. “That’s what you think.” Shigure finally spoke. “That’s what I know.” Hatori argued. “What you know is that you are afraid, scared that it will end the same way that they have with Kana.” Shigure fired back, though the words felt cold and unfeeling they only seemed to make Hatori more angry. “Would you rather she ended up the same as Kana, that she ended up hurt like Kana!?” Hatori asked. “It doesn’t matter what I would rather happen, it’s not my decision to make and it’s not yours either.” Shigure answered. “She reaches out for you even now and you still can’t see it, maybe she is better off without you but she’ll never truly walk away.” “I never asked her to stay.” Hatori grumbled. “No but you made her promise to come back.” Shigure reminded him as he turned to leave “she never broke it.”

You don’t know what gave you the confidence to move back to town but after everything happened you couldn’t settle anywhere but there, eventually getting a job as the school counsellor in the hopes that helping other people with their problems would help you ignore yours. Tohru was the sweet girl who had found her way into your office, her mother had passed away and while she insisted that she is fine, and within the first couple of weeks you doubted it but things have changed recently. “I miss her sometimes.” Tohru finally said. “Do you want to talk about it?” You asked. “I don’t know if there’s anything to talk about, I just think about some of the things that we used to do.” She answered. “As you should.” You smiled “when you lose someone like that, I would be worried if you said that you never thought of her or that you didn’t miss her, it will never feel right that she’s not here but it will get easier.” “You sound like your talking from experience.” Tohru muttered. “Well-” “Oh! Sorry I didn’t mean to pry I just thought-” “Tohru it’s okay don’t worry, I was talking from experience, though the person that I was speaking of hasn’t passed.” You answered. “That must be hard.” Tohru said softly and you shook your head. “I don’t see him anymore.” You explained. “Things seem to be different with you, you seem happier these past couple of weeks.” “I think I am happier, I have some new friends, I’ve been staying with them Yuki and Kyo Sohma.” “You like being with them?” You asked. “Yeah, they both need help sometimes, Kyo can be a little standoffish and brash but he tries his best not to hurt people and Yuki just needs a friend.” Tohru explained. “Just be careful not to give too much of yourself to someone else,” You warned and she nodded with a small smile as the conversation moved to a lighter topic before the session ended.

It was only a couple of weeks later that Hatori walked into the school, he was looking for Yuki, you had been going back to your office after a meeting and ended up running into him “is there something that I can help you with?” You asked after dodging running into him. “I’m looking for Yuki Sohma.” He answered. “Second floor, 4th room from the left hand staircase.” You answered. “Thank you.” He answered before stepping around you, the little boy following him looked at you for a second he almost seemed like he wanted to say something. “Momoji!” Hatori called, causing the boy to leave before he could say anything, you watched him walk around the corner before continuing to your office where you were surprised to see Shigure sitting on the sofa, not an uncommon occurrence, he tended to sneak in and hide here when he didn’t want to do anything. “I’m fine.” You muttered as you put all of your papers on the table and sat down. “So you saw him then? I was hoping that I would get to you before he did.” He sighed. “He didn’t say anything did he?” “Just asked where Yuki was.” You answered. “Mm.” Shigure hummed. “What are you hiding from this time?” You asked. “Nothing, I came here for you.” Shigure answered, “You're still my friend even if we don’t meet the same way that we used to.” “Thank you for checking up on me, you don’t need to do that.” You finally said, he just waves you off.

Months after that meeting with Hatori, everything settled back into the normal routine, work was simple and home was lonely but it was constant and that was it. You don’t even know what made you look out the window but you did, eyes falling on the figure just outside of your gate. You sighed as you pulled on a jumper and slipped on some shoes before opening the door “what are you doing?” You asked. “I was trying to decide whether I should darken your doorstep.” He answered. “Well you are so what do you want?” You asked. “You said that if I ever wanted to find you again I just needed to ask the others, are you still willing to listen?” He asked. “I wouldn’t have said it if I were ever going to turn you away.” You leaned against your door frame, you thought that when you saw him again you would tell him that you wanted nothing to do with him but now that he was here and willing, you were desperate for an explanation. “I have some questions of my own.” “Then ask them.” He prompted. “I know you were hurting back then but why would you say all of those things?” You asked. “It’s just like you to justify it by saying that I was hurting but in all honesty that was only part of it but the bigger part was that I was afraid.” He answered. “Afraid?” You asked “of the same thing happening again?” “Do you know what happened with Kana?” He asked “did the others ever tell you?” “No.” You answered stepping to the side “you should come in if you're about to though.” Hatori seemed thankful for the offer of shelter, waiting in the hall for you to lead him in, you both sat in the living room. “Akito was the one that ruined what Kana and I had, we were going to get married, we asked Akito for permission as head of the family but she lashed out and ended up hurting me in the process, she then blamed Kana for what happened, told her that it was her fault and it caused Kana to go into a state of severe depression, the only way that I could think to save her was to make her forget that she had ever met me.” Hatori explained. “So you were scared of Akito?” You asked. “And what she might do to you.” Hatori added. “Ever since we were little she didn’t like you around, she hated that you knew of our curse and that you stayed anyway, that we were so close, she was happy when you left, with how possessive she was becoming I couldn’t see that happen to you too.” “So instead of talking to me about it you decided to try and push me away?” You asked, there was no judgement in your voice, you were just getting your facts straight “so what has changed now?” “Tohru, she managed to break the curse, we are no longer bound to Akito.” He explained. “The first thing that I thought of doing was coming here to explain what happened and try to make it better.” “You’ve made a good start.” You informed him “but what about Kana?” “Kana I have no problem leaving in my past, she wasn’t and still isn’t the woman that I have wanted.” He explained. “I promise from here on out I will prove to you everyday that I deserve to have you in my life in whatever way you want.” “Then prove it.” You prompted and you could see it on his face, that he intended to do just that.

*Part 2*

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kay101kim · 2 years ago

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fractured

warning(s): none

pair: james wilson x gn!reader

one shot or hc: one shot

note: this is a bit angsty, also not sure if i 100% like it nor do i have the desire to continue. i promise that more fun and fluffy prompts will be found so i can write, but im just getting back into it! please enjoy<3

word count: 713

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“What is this? What do I mean to you? Are you ready to even be with me?”

All of these were valid questions from you, far too long of pondering and wondering what was even going on between you. Tired and afraid of what these questions would reveal about the relationship, but you had to know. If he meant what he said, wanting to grow old together, loving, and comforting each other in these times of self-doubt.

Wilson didn’t miss a beat to respond, “Of course I’m ready to be with you!” It revealed almost as a shout, angry, confused and yet truthful all at the same time. He loves you, was that answer not enough?

“Then be with me, James!” you yelled in the same fashion, frustrated, concerned, the tension had been building and it burst in Wilson’s office. You were simply talking about a patient, but everything crumbled so quickly, it felt suffocating. You wanted to sit down, cry, beg him to give you an answer with absolute certainty. Yet you haven’t heard it, not in his voice nor in his actions.

“I… I can’t- I-'' Wilson responds, stuttering, nervous and tripping over his words profusely because he had no idea how to handle the situation. In his other relationships he often moved too quickly and now he was afraid to do the same with you and yet you kept teetering at wanting to move on. To be together. Wilson was afraid of what that might mean, how it could be too hurried.

“What do I mean to you?” You could only repeat yourself, maybe then you would get an answer. Your voice was stern, dripping with desperation, begging that something could be done or said that would simply fix all of these issues you’ve been having.

“You mean everything to me… I’m just-” He went forward to grab your hands, but the surge of confidence left him and he softened his grip on you. Looking at you as if somehow his eyes could tell you the answer, but you’ve already tried that.

“It sure as hell doesn’t look like it,” this time you were angry, your expression grim and dark at the thought of how much he had been avoiding you. Staying at the hospital for days, going to House instead of you to fix the root of the problem. Oh hell it made you angry, you restrained yourself as best as you could, but Wilson noticed it easily. He knew how upset you were, and rightfully so. “You were the one who didn’t come home, didn’t call, I had to beg for answers from House. You’re treating me just like your ex-wives.” The words flew out before you could think, it made you feel guilty but at the same time you could never hide what you were truly thinking. The silence was clear and he looked at you, painfully, and you couldn’t help but stay silent at your own words.

“Take that back… take it back.” Wilson rushes up to you once more, tears welling up in his eyes. He was obviously hurt, tormented by what you thought was so true. And all you did was look at him, his hands at your sides begging.

“I can’t take back what’s true.” You were a cold-hearted bitch, you admitted to yourself in the moment but if he was going to treat you like a divorcee then he might as well know it. You tried not to let the tears fall, successful at first but as soon as his grip softened. He gave up and it felt like the battle of this relationship had been lost so easily, as if no one was trying to reach out again. His head was towards the ground, the tips of your fingers about to touch his head, but when the tears rolled down your face there was nothing else to do.

Wilson had lost, and had not fought hard enough. He did treat you like his ex-wives, he made the same mistakes all over again and yet he couldn’t look up. To look you in the eyes, with all your ache and disappointment just like all his other relationships. You were gone by the time he spoke, soft, broken, his voice cracking…

“I’m sorry.”

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HIDDEN NOVA

CHP(3) Golden boy shines bold and melts quick

Ace pov:

Fucking hell, i forgot about my brunch with..dad

“Isn’t it a bit too tight?” i said, looking at Sabo, feeling unable to breath

"No, it looks neater this way.”

“Neater when i die of suffocation,” i said, loosening my tie

Sabo just frowns and shakes his head

“Are you finally going to tell him about our band?” he said, sounding serious

I stopped; I had not even considered that. After all, we were getting a lot of online following because of Y/N's incredible post,

but...what if I were not going to be as good as I was before? What if I wasn’t good enough? What if I let Luffy and Sabo down? if I

“Hey,“ sabo held my shoulders and shoke me

“Its alright,” Sabo said, smiling at me, “you don't have to tell him.”

“Thanks,” i said quietly, biting my lower lip until i felt a little blood seep thru

I was wearing a tie as my father usually books an over-the-top fancy restaurant

I mean, seriously, who goes all the way to Italy just because you crave some good pizza?

I sighed at seeing the restaurant. A 90’s punk rock cafe which got turned into a day bar...

Is this the right address? i checked my phone quickly

i opened my phone and started to scroll thru my messages

“Hothead here-” i looked up i knew i came to right place after hearing that nickname

Hothead, a special nickname given to me by my dad

He said I used to get angry really quickly and swears he saw steam coming out of my head once when I was mad at him for eating my food.

“Hey dad..” I said, sitting down next to him, loosening my tie completely and losing the over-the-top high-class, Im too good for your outfit

“What's up with the frown? "Got your heart broken or worse, fell in love,” he chuckled

“What the hell, dad?” I said, rubbing my head in irritation from the headache that would just not go away

Some people from the far away table saw my dad and started to whisper, Ah, right

Gold D. Roger, the best stock marketing investor's the world had ever seen

My dad was young when he started but started bold

He made a whole name for himself at the age of 22; that was insane

He is insane, but-like leave that, he’s filthy rich and has an amazing wife, my beautiful mother, who has unfortunately became more sick after my birth, so I visit her in the hospital ever once a month, and me a trust fund kid who got everything handed to him on a golden plate.

I laughed fucking golden plate for Gold D Roger’s son

“So i am right and sadly, i see that love is not the problem, your just to happy to see me; you don't know how to express it,” he said, shaking his head and wiping away fake tears

“Dad..why did you call me here? You never called in the last minute like this.”

His breath hitched for a sec, He went to say something no word came

“Your mother," I shot my eyes up at him. i panicked, and I felt my hands trembling for a moment

“she's coming back home,” laughed my father out loud and i lost it

“HOW COULD NOT TELL ME THAT OVER A CALL OR ATLEST TAKE ME HOME WITH YOU?" I SAID FUMMING WITH ANGRY

My father just chuckled and told me to calm down. We talked about how the doctor said it was ok for mom to come back for a few months. I smiled. I wanted her to come back for such a long time, but now she's coming back after I left long ago.

"Well, i have to go,” i told my dad

"Already, but we didn’t even share a drink," frowned my father

"Dad, its 12 in the morning- and I already have a hangover—you know what? Leave it; I have an assessment." i don't even think i have done one of my thesis or assessments, but oh well-

"Well, ok, then bye,” said my father. i got ready to walk out but the moment i was about to step out, when my father yelled at me

“Ace, your mom would be happy to see how handsome you have become, and how much you have grown to look like her,” he said, smiling at me

I smiled and walked out of the bar.

"This is where we meet for the first time,” said Roger, gliding his hands across the wooden counter of the bar and chuckling.

“Im such a coward; i didn't have the heart to tell him...”

“This is the last time she might ever come back to the house." Roger rubbed his eyes and lowered his head in disappointment.

Ace pov-

While walking back, I heard a few people mumbling behind my back.

“Isn’t that ace?”

“Yeah god, he’s so lucky to have everything handed to him.”

"Yeah, everything except talent, i mean, come on, he doesn't even need to have any; his dad could buy him some if he asked him to” chuckled the third one

I was annoyed. Who the fuck are these uneducated boneheaded idiots talking about? I mean, yes, I’m not entitled to have great talent or that am very talented , but what the hell, everything I do is not defined by my father's money, is it?

I gripped my own hand, shutting it close, curled into a fist, and let my nails dig deep before I punched one of those hideous idiots and gave them a good reason for a plastic surgery.

Y/N POV-

Well the next day, I had to go meet with Ace. It was around evening, and Ace texted me, saying that he'd meet me at the bar at 8.

I started to get ready while telling nami and robin all about ace because i had completely forgotten to tell them before because of the assessment and work

Nami was going to kill me, saying

“How could you not tell me about your boyfriend?” she cried

"He is not my boyfriend.”

“Not yet,” said nami cheekily, giving me a smirk

I sighed and smiled at the idea of that pretty idiot being my boyfriend, though it would be fun to play with his hair—NO, get your mind on track, not in the gutter

Hes pretty and rich; he probably has a lot of girls already, I said, nodding my head.

I wore a burgundy off-the-shoulder top with a black mini skirt with fishnet stockings, grabbed my purse, put on my necklace, and left to go to the bar.

I arrived a little early expecting to save a seat for Ace, but it seemed ace was already there waiting for me, fiddling with his hands

"Hey,” i said, smiling at him

“Oh hi,” he said, his face lighting up a bit

"Soo, what did you call me up for?” i said seating down

“Straight to the point i see,” chuckled ace

"Well, i like that, so what i wanted to talk about was that the video which you made was amazing and you know a thing or two about the algorithm, dont you? ” said Ace, smirking, “So would you like to be our media manager for now?”

I laughed, not as dumb as i thought he was

"Hmm, well, let me see. Sure, why not? It will expand my horizons,” i said, giving him a small grin

“So a yes then,” he said, grining

“yeah

"Well, cheers to that,” said Ace, holding up his drink, and so we crashed our drinks together, laughing like idiots.

He’s so pretty, I thought (after about 3 shots of tequila). His eyes are so shiny, I wonder what kind of gem it would be. It would be a real precious one, i thought, smiling

"What are you smiling about?” said ace tilting his head and moving closer to my face, smirking

“Your pretty face,” i said, grinning

He was a bit taken aback from the straight-forward answer but the truth is the truth

“You different in a fun and weird way, but its good,” he said, smiling

“Oh yeah, also, i needed your advice how this song goes,” ace said, holding up a bunch of tissues

And putting them out in order

I was to drunk to read them properly but i knew something for sure: this was going to sound good

“For weeks they had strolled around,

Playing the fools.

They knew the time would come

And time would be cruel.

Because it is cruel to everyone

He's crying out from the meeting place

He's stranded himself there.

Where her voice still echoes,”

How is he so poetic? Is this the same man who was talking about nuggets for about an hour? Like, excuse me, what is this?

“Is it so bad that you don't know what to say?" chuckled ace

“Na bro, this is too good It's like better then your nugget speech,” i said, giggling (oh, im drunk; i know it, but can’t do anything about it)

Ace smiled and mumbled something. I was to busy staring at my hands to see if I could find an extra finger.

“You know we have to stop meeting like this,” i cling onto ace’s shoulder

“What do you mean at the bar?"

"Come on, its a good bar, cheap food expect for the fact that Luffy almost stole from them, but...”

“Not that freckles,” i said, putting my fingers on his mouth and shushing him

"Like this," said, referring to the fact that he’s helping me walk back to the dorms

Ace chuckled

"Well, I guess we have to figure something out now, don’t we, sweetheart?”

I was drunk but not stupid (I am). i knew he was playing his little flirting game so i played back

“Oh really, love, why don't we meet someplace else now?” i said, tilting my head

His face went red, deep red

I chuckled and laughed at him the entire night

“Freckles your like a strawberry,” i said, holding in my laughter and tears rolling down my face from laughing so hard while ace carried my drunken ass back too hell (college)

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