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harukyuu2 · 20 days ago

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hello hello could I request for an Ivantill x Gn!reader (poly) who’s like so drop-dead gorgeous but like they’re sensitive when people try manipulate them and then Reader has to sing against Luka and Both Till and Ivan are lwk worried for reader

So when the round starts reader seems to keep moving away from Luka’s presence appearing very uncomfortable but Luka just keeps following them and getting into their personal space like grabbing their waist and moving closer to them, now making reader more distraught and feel worried. Then there’s this one specific moment where Luka started to imitate Till/Ivan keeping reader in a daze and Luka seeing this starts to manipulate reader by holding the sides of their face closer as if taunting reader but luckily reader was able to snap out of this and moved away and started to sing again.

Till and Ivan very obviously saw this and feel concerned for reader and the round ended up being in a tie so reader survived and Ivantill go rush to comfort reader who’s still kinda shaken

Ivan and Till are basically happy reader survived lmao

THIS IS KINDA LONG IM SORRY

HII ANOONNN no worries!! i loved the request and the fact that its long gives me a good idea for the scenario, anywayss hope you like it <3

Our little crybaby !! - IvanTill x Reader

!! - Fluff, some angst moments, comfort, neutral reader, three parts of the story!! before, into, and after the round <3 - the after of the round could be a little cringy...IM SORRY, reader is really sensitive

two hours before the round...

"I-im alright..!" - You said with a twitching smile while your voice breaked, telling a whole different story to the two guys in front of you "No, youre not..." - Till murmurs with a sigh while Ivan tries to reassure you by caressing your arms The two guys you loved the most were in front of you, trying to help you overcome this. It was gonna be a harsh round since your opponent was Luka, the ruler of the stage. Even if you had a beautiful voice and face— making lots of aliens like you, those two understanded very well how sensitive you can be, a very big problem against Luka, who knows very well how to manipulate the emotions of his opponents while being subtle. You kept trying to reassure them over and over, saying you'd come back and things would go back to your usual cuddle sessions and those relaxing moments together. But when the guards grabbed your arm to get you ready for the round, the last thing you saw was a hint of concern on their faces. Now, you're not even sure if you or they ever believed your own words... Make your bets for the round, aliens!! The start of the music was slow, enough time for Luka and you to wave at the public and grab your microphones, even if you tried keeping your distance from the blonde guy— the way he smiled to you, so gently and terrifying at the same time, made you know that he was up to something already, the paranoia starting to eat you alive slowly as the rhythm of the song went in.

Already feeling a little shaken by that, you tried to calm yourself with a deep breath before opening the song with your voice, giving your all already for the start to keep the eyes of the aliens on you But Luka is quick one when it comes to stealing glances, already set on invading your personal space. Instead of using his microphone to sing his first line, he pushes you against his chest, wrapping an arm around your waist to trap you, while his other hand intertwines with yours, bringing your microphone to his lips.

Starting to get a little busy and focused on trying to survive against the man in front of you, the audience started to blur from your eyes. Not noticing the two persons watching all this scene, Till and Ivan— who are not only concerned for you, but also hating the man on your side While Ivan kept a neutral expression, the way he pressed his hands together said otherwise—he wasnt neutral about it. While Till? was a lot more expressive of his disgust for Luka, remember his guitar named Freddie? he regrets destroying it against the floor. It should had been Luka's head in this moment The round keeps going, no matter how many times you tried to escape from Luka's hands, he always gets a way to lean closer to you without losing points. You leave a shaky breath, feeling overwhelmed but still trying your best to keep your voice at the best it can give. You couldnt keep eye contact with him, not when he was murdering you with his eyes— yet he always made your gazes encounter, waiting for you to fold into him, to embrace your death sooner or later The ocean of lightsticks in front of you shone almost identically in both your colors, making it hard to tell them apart—and Luka didnt like that. He could tell you were sensitive. Your eyes were already glossy from just a few light touches on your arms, keeping you from singing. He guided your movements by gripping your waist, stealing small flinches from you, and the lack of distance made you visibly nervous—it was all too easy. The only challenge for him was that your vocals and beauty could easily rival his. But if he managed to make you fold… then you werent gonna be a worthy opponent. The bridge of the song was coming, a part where the public had to sing more than you two if they were hyped— and so they did. Luka took advantage of this moment to once again, come closer to you. But his gentle smile, that gentle smile that still showed some fiery stuborness remembered you of no one else than Ivan. You leaved a shaky breath trying to lean back, but Luka is quick— quick to pass an arm around you, almost ghosting the small of your back but still giving you the sensation he was there. Just like Till usually hugs you since he is still kinda embarassed of physical affection

Luka was imitating them so well that your breath got caught in your throat, your chest tightening as your vision blurred. Was it even worth trying to keep fighting? Luka was clearly winning against you—what a worthless human you were to your guardian. His hand traveled up your neck, forcing you to look up, giving your throat a slight squeeze before making you face the lightsticks you had been ignoring. The color that represented you was slowly fading into Luka’s one...

Still on a daze thinking you should just let Luka win because it wasnt worth fighting against a ruler of the stage, a little conmotion taked you out of it. Seeing the capsules where the other participants were watching, you noticed Till just punching the thing trying to call your attention, the desperation in his face was very noticeable— he was really concerned on how the round was going. Turning your gaze slightly, you also saw Ivan—he seemed calmer, or at least pretended to be. But the lack of a smile and his sharp, unwavering stare at the stage told you clearly that he wasnt liking what he was seeing. Those two were so worried about you, they couldnt lose you— they craved for you to continue fighting, to come again at their arms once this is over

Luka noticed where your empty gaze had drifted and quickly turned you to face him, cupping your face close to his. You could feel his breath as he sang so gently, almost as if he wasnt threatening you with his eyes. But it was too late for that—he had already hurt you too much. Your chest ached, your vision was still blurry, and sweat clung to your back, yet, because of them, you pushed him away again.

In the final minutes of the song, your light returned—stealing the spotlight from Luka. The audience erupted, the aliens hyping you up as you blinded anyone who dared look at you directly. A fleeting sense of relief settled in Till and Ivan, but it didnt last long. The song wasnt over yet, and you still had to recover the points you had lost

Luka wasnt going down, though. He kept singing by your side, his expression more serious now that his plan hadnt worked as expected. Still, he found amusement in your desperation—you were running out of time to regain points.

But you refused to give in. You raised your voice, stealing moments from him. The hologram displaying the scores began to glitch as the numbers between you two kept shifting nonstop. Sweat trickled down your forehead, yet surrendering wasnt an option—you had promised you were fine, hadn't you?

The song closed with a high note where you managed to surpass Luka in, he looked at you with widen eyes. Catching your breath, Luka just stayed in silence— the song ended and the only sound was the cheers of the Aliens, but neither of you two were shooted yet. Looking afraid at the score while the public screamed, you see the result: Its a tie. After The Round...

Sitting alone in a dark room, you were waiting for your guardian to come for you. Still catching your breath, you could feel the sweat sticking to your skin, making you uncomfortable. Hugging your knees, you couldnt breathe through your nose—the panic from the round still lingered, making your heart race. Your eyes were a little glossy from the small tears threatening to fall. You had survived, but that lingering fear Luka had left in you wasnt going away. Your mind was blank, the only thing you felt was a white noise that you arent sure if its because your ears possibly got hurted from the loud sounds in the stage. Your attention traveled to the door being opened letting some light enter the dark room, it wasnt your alien but instead those two. In other circumstances you would had smiled, but all you could do is hug your knees tighter while averting your gaze from them—moments ago you were about to just let yourself die without fighting even if you had two persons that cared lots for you outside of the stage. Did you deserve a praise for winning? You had to apologize? you had to plead them for forgiveness? you werent sure. But they didnt ask you for nothing of that, how could them? It was stupid from you to think that. Instead, they sitted each one on your side and leaved you securely in the middle of them. The first one to make an action as always, was Ivan— who decided to move a strand of your hair that was sticked by the sweat of your forehead behind your ear. "You feeling good..?" - Ivan asked looking at you, at the clear shake of your head that you gived him he leaved a small laugh - "Yeah, I supossed it." You looked at him curiously. He was giving you such a gentle smile that it left you a little confused about what he was thinking. Ivan had always been unpredictable, but that was part of what attracted you to him. Still, you couldnt help but raise an eyebrow when he suddenly looked at you playfully, before saying simple yet confusing words "Now, now Till! youre taking pretty long from what we planned..." - You blinked confused until you realized he wasnt looking at you— but instead at the huffing guy at you side. Receiving a quick kiss on the cheek, you turned to see Till— even in the darkness of the room, you could notice the redness in his face and how he averted his gaze embarassed "See! it was easy" - Ivan says playfully while seeing you two be embarassed of simple actions, Till huffs again looking at Ivan "Shut up for a moment!" - Till returned his gaze to you after that, hesitating for a moment before cupping your cheeks and slowly stroking them even if he was pretty nervous of doing those interactions still. He wanted to reassure you, to bring you back to reality after all the pressure you probably felt on the stage "You were great back there, you can rest for now...I'll do my best to hold you." - Till whispered like a sweet melody pressing his forehead against yours, reassuring you that he was there for you You felt Ivan hugging you from behind while Till continued to caress your cheeks, pressing his forehead against yours. It felt warm—it felt right. The knot in your throat, which had been there for a while, finally snapped. It had been threatening to make you sick, but instead, it came out in tears. It didnt matter—you werent ashamed of crying with them. After all, even if you were gorgeous and your voice could almost rival Luka’s vocals, you were still a crybaby. Their crybaby, the one they’d reassure anytime it was needed.

#Ivan x reader #alnst ivan x reader #alnst x reader #alien stage x reader #alien stage #alnst #alnst ivan #alnst till #till x reader #alnst till x reader #Ivantill x reader #ivantill

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tomikashii · 2 months ago

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tokyo debunker : asking the ghouls to do the “jacked & kind” trend from tiktok ! (part 1)

refer here for the trend ! i hope this idea hasn't been used yet... but anyways ! enjoy the headcanon ! <3

frostheim

jin kamurai :

will he even bother doing the trend with you ? not in a million years.

well, until he saw haru did it with you.. then he got abit jealous and left out 🧍🏻‍♀️he won't let you post it anywhere ✨

lifts you up like nothing (remember chapter 1 on how he effortlessly lifts you up) then puts you down back to the ground and walks back to his bed to sleep

tohma ishibashi :

it depends if he is busy or not, but i feel he would do it if you are close enough with him to do so

also wouldn't let you post it anywhere ✨✨✨

just simply lifted you up & placed you on his shoulder (LETS NOT FORGET ON HOW STRONG THIS GUY IS !!!) now when he puts you back down, he reminds you that you now owe him one

kaito fuji

would be the one who would awkwardly ask if its okay if you could do the trend with him

and gets super happy when you agreed

im not saying he is very weak, but it took him abit to grab a hold of your waist and he keeps sweating due to nervousness

lucas errant

would agree to the trend but would ask 100 times if he could touch your waist so that he could lift you up on his shoulder

“why are you so light ? have you been eating well ?” he would get so concerned about your weight and eating habits

doesn't mind if you post it but make sure you send him a copy of the video so that he can keep it as memories 🥹

vagastrom

alan mido

would immediately reject.. not because he is shy about it, its because he is afraid he might hurt you (took you 10 minutes to explain what is a tiktok trend too)

so you decided to negotiate with him, saying that it's a good way for you to see if in any near death situation, he is able to pick you up and bring you to safety 🫡

thats when he agreed & did the trend. and ofcourse, HE LIFTS YOU UP WITH EASE🤭 as if you are a piece of paper to him

sho haizono

only if you agree to help him with food truck, then he will consider doing the trend with you

lifts you up with ease and also would ask if you have been eating 🤭

the next thing you know, he sends you food to your dorm for dinner, to make sure that you are eating well

leo kurosagi

the only way you are doing this trend, if it comes through his fyp & if he initiates it

and even if he does it with you, he would pretend or exaggerate the fact that he can't lift you up and act all cutesy

but i feel he actually can lift you up. would make you retake multiple times until he is satisfied with your reaction

jabberwock

haru sagara

would love to do the trend with you !!! but you might need to help him with the park first

lifts you up like nothing and even will twirl you around while giggling (i love him)

would want you to post it and he will post it on his own account! if possible, he would want to use it as a marketing strategy to promote his park ! “our park rangers are jacked & kind!” LMAO

towa otonashi

the reason how you guys ended up doing it is because he saw haru and you filming it. literally ran over cause he wanted to do it too

after he lifts you up and puts you on his shoulder, he jumps off and you grip tightly onto his head, making him giggle while haru chased after the two of you by foot 🏃🏻‍♂️💨

swiftly swoops you off his shoulder and place you on the hill side of jabberwock, cuddling you & telling stories about flowers

ren shiranami

no. an immediate no. would even threaten to report you for harassment

the only way if you want to convince him, is to get some rare loot from the game he plays

lets not forget how strong this guy is, he easily could lift haru, peekaboo and calamari with ease, like its nothing. so watch him sigh, while he swiftly lifts you up, place you on his shoulder and puts you down. take note of him walking away with tinted red ears 😋

sinostra

taiga hoshibami

you will be dead the moment you even step foot into his room and asked him

gotta be like super-close with him to even dare to ask him to do the trend with you 😭 or you are gonna be like the anomalies he eats...

but if magically, you could convince him somehow.. he is pretty excited to do this trend. he just lifts you up, tickle your sides so that you would be fidgety on his shoulder & laughs out loud when you turn red.

romeo lucci

don't even think about it. it would be insults over insults for you to even think about romeo lifting you up and putting on his shoulder

even if you want to convince him, you gotta promise him something good (like kaito's schedule) or even gaslight him

if you do end up giving kaito's schedule, he would do the trend but wouldn't even let you record it WKWKWKWK

ritsu shinjo

he is too busy for that nonsense of a tiktok trend, as he states.

would want you to be more focused on your curse and how to help sinostra get the laurel crown

if you somehow managed to convince him to even do the trend, he will lift you up but not put you on his shoulder.

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umbrella-show · 3 months ago

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Ooooooooh I love it! Great now i wanna send this in as a genuine request of your requests are open...y/n can be timid or not depending on what you wanna do but still want twist where y/n was only crowned ruler so there is an excuse for y/n to stay in the castle and be cared for/watched over by all the cookies...like to expand and explain more...cookies claimed y/n is their ruler when in reality, the cookies are the ones making up laws/creating rules, doing all the stuff rulers do and y/n's job is just to sit there with their little crown, that the cookies made sure was very comfy for y/n, and accept affection and attention from the cookies lmao!

(Also now I can't help but imagine in a funny scenario like this...to give an example of what I had in mind lol...

Some bad guy cookie...maybe DE or shadow milk...will call em bad cookie as place holder:

Bad cookie: MWAHAHAHAHA!

*all the cookies panic!*

Gingerbrave: OH NO! IT'S (insert name!)

Bad cookie: IM HERE TO TAKE OVER THE KINGDOM-

*cookies still panic...some readying to fight and others running for their lives and others just having zero clue what to do!*

Bad cookie: -AND TAKE Y/N FOR MYSELF!

*Suddenly, all the cookies froze...and slowly turn to the bad cookie, all going dead quiet. The kingdom became so quiet, you could hear a pin drop.*

Bad cookie: what the-?

*suddenly, all the cookies whip out various weapons...either their signature weapons or torches and pitchforks.*

Gingerbrave: you messed up the moment y/n's name left your mouth....CHARGE!

*all the cookies of the kingdom absolutely SWARM the bad cookie.*

Bad cookie, not expecting all the cookies to share a braincell: SON OF A- OH DEAR WITCHES! AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

*Bad cookie screams in terror as they are now in the middle of a giant horde of angry cookies.*

Meanwhile...

Y/n: *was gaming...suddenly heard a little noise.* what was that?

Strawberry, who was sent to y/n earlier to distract them from the chaos outside: that was probably just the wind...say, how about we do this level next?)

And late reply is ok! I know life gets busy sometimes lol!

Kay i love this idea it made me laugh a little-

Have a short fic!

As you placed down another card on the table from your deck, you couldn't help but wonder. Is this all a ruler does? All the stories you’ve read about kings and queens usually had them attend to important affairs or run their kingdom. After becoming a ruler yourself, you found out that there wasn’t much you needed to do in the first place. All you really did was sit there and look pretty. Your friends, the Ancient cookies, who ruled their own kingdom, did more than you. They were more involved with actually running their kingdom. And you did practically nothing.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when Pure Vanilla cookie said it was your turn again. Looking up at him, you saw him smiling at you with his deck of cards in his hands. He had an excellent poker face when it came to these sorts of games, you had learned. He always kept a gentle smile no matter what. You didn’t know whether it was an intimidation tactic or because he genuinely enjoyed playing these types of games.

You placed a card from your deck down on the table and took a few seconds to glance out of the window right in front of both you and Pure Vanilla cookie. It was a beautiful day. The vibrant blue sky, clear of any clouds, caused the sunlight to shine onto you and Pure Vanilla cookies from the window. You could hear birds chirping and leaves gently rustling from the light breeze.

As Pure Vanilla cookie had just placed down his card a sound made you perk up. It was quiet at first, but it grew louder as the source seemed to come closer to where you were. It almost sounded like..screaming? You looked out the window, searching for the noise. You were worried and confused. Was everything okay? Did something happen? Were people in danger? It wasn’t long until you saw what was happening.

Licorice cookie, with Bat-Cat and Choco Werehound Brute close behind, were all screaming and running from something. They just ran by, screaming their lungs out. A horde of cookies followed, yelling and brandishing their weapons. As they chased, you noticed and recognized them as almost all of the cookies in your kingdom, with Gingerbrave and his friends leading the charge. Heck, even some of the children such as Pancake and Cherry cookie were trailing along in the very back, but were determined to catch up.

As the horde passed, you could only sit in a state of shock with Pure Vanilla cookie, looking out the window with raised eyebrows while you attempted to process what you had just seen.

“Oh my. Seems as if that cookie caused quite the stir.”

Pure Vanilla said after a few seconds of stunned silence from the sight both he and you had just witnessed. However, his voice was as soft and tranquil as it always was.

“Well, Gingerbrave and the rest seem to have the situation under control.”

Pure Vanilla cookie then placed down a new card on the table, smiling at you with closed eyes as if nothing happened.

“Why don’t we continue from where we left off.”

BONUS

Licorice cookie scowled, muttering complaints as he brushed the leaves off of his robes. Bat-Cat and Choco Werehound Brute followed him, looking shaken up from their previous experience. Licorice cookie and his companions had narrowly escaped the insane cookies' anger. They had ran into the nearby forest on the outskirts of the kingdom, losing the horde in the trees. Now, they all trudged, defeated and shaken, back to the castle. Dark Enchantress cookie won’t be pleased, and Licorice was sure Pomegranate cookie would rub his loss in his face once he got back. The thought made him grip his bone scythe tighter in anger.

He may have failed to indoctrinate you into the Cookies of Darkness this time, but he promised he would get to you before Pomegranate cookie.

#umbrella asks #crk #self aware crk #crk baker au #yandere crk #cookie run kingdom #yandere cookie run kingdom x reader #yandere cookie run kingdom #cookie run #cookie run kingdom x reader

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sinning-23 · 2 months ago

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please please please do different arcane/opla character's kinks???? (preferably some Jayce but yk-)

OMG I was just returning to arcane roots. Mind you I haven't seen the recent season (Im waiting for my mom and sister since we all watched dit together) UHH take these smutty lil kinky lil headcanona!

P.s For as much smut as i write I have the hardest time remembering the differences between kinks and fetishes BUT I think I got it down lol. Bare with me yall.

P.P.S. I'll make a part two with some more of these guys lol I started to draw a blank on a few and get burnt out but I want to provide QUALITY writing to y'all

Enjoy-

Silco

Yknow every time I come on this god forsaken app I find myself thirsting over dead midleages if not older men....

Ahem

Smoking and Begging I feel like would be two kinks of his. And like he already is a smoker so just translating that over to the bedroom....oof.

I feel like he's the type to smoke after or before, but like in a way that relaxes him even further? YK what I'm saying? Perhaps he'll even offer you some with a firm grip on your face while he blows smoke into your mouth, just before he kisses you.

I also think the begging gets him hot under the collar. Just the idea of his partner asking so desperately for release knowing he's in control of whether they're allowed to or not really does it for him. He's ruthless but sweet in the most deliciously contradicting way. Saying things like, " Begging is so unbecoming of you my dear," or "You can beg better than that, I thought you wanted to cum?"

Sevika

Sevika my belovedddddd <3 come home baby the kids miss you lmao. Sevika seems like the type to be down for a lot but also has her limits? One thing that really gets her going though is overstim/multiple orgasms. Please let her pull as many as she can from you its literally her favorite thing watching her partner come undone. She likes to see how messy you get and how your thighs tremble and shake, damn near tensing up from the strain.

She starts slow. Maybe two...then three more.....how bout we shoot for 4 to 5? SIx you say?! Alright, let's just say fuck it and go for 7.

"C'mon, you can give me one more. Thatssss it, let go."

Vander

This is a harworking, loving, family man okay. He doesn't have time for a lot...However, he definitely has time to just have you squeeze down on him with those hot, wet walls, simply existing. Ahhh yes the art of cockwarming in cwich he is an expert in. Hes a sneaky fucker too, taking time to just position you in front of him so he can slip his cock into you, just enjoying your warmth. No movement, just there, your back to his chest, pretending like nothing is happening behind the counter.

He especially enjoys the late nights, your bodies melted into one as you just sinkkkkk down on him, just adjusting to his length, fighting the urge to move as does he. Just that's part of the fun. Expect lots of soft gentled caresses as yout walls memorize him

Babygirls got a thing for hot chicks in uniform. Be in business attire, military, or otherwise, she loves it.

I mean, honestly, I was not hot about clean white button-downs tucked into fancy dress pants adorned by emblems of silver or gold. A nice neat hairstyle, no flyaways, very much office siren.

And please god don't let you have a snappy domineering attitude, telling her what to do, sexily taunting. Babygirl will be weak in the knees.

Jinx

I don’t think she’d have any kinks if I’m being honest. I see Jinx as a very experimental and fun but soft and vanilla lover. She enjoys being treated softly and gentle, especially in a moment of vulnerability like being intimate with a partner.

Viktor

I hate to be the one to say it but stalkings/knee highs and glasses… Yall HEAR ME OUTTT HEAR ME OUT! I know that sounds really bad but if you see the vision. I feel like Viktor is a lover of pretty things, patterns and decoration. The feeling of lace or tights under his fingertips, the thrill of being the one who gets to remove your glasses before you go down on him.

All is truly a treat in his pretty yellow eyes. Especially when it's his beloved and devoted partner. He takes his time with you treating you delicately as he pulls the fabric off your kneesocks away to reveal pretty legs he gets to you all the way up to the main prize. He likes taking his time unwrapping his gifts. His favorite part is discarding it all from your body. Or at the very least, making you do it.

"Strip." He hums, leaning forward as you shed layers of clothes with a smile.

Ekko

At first I was thinking that mmm Ekko doesn't have any really kinks. Maybe he’s more vanilla but then I got thinking…

Nah nah this guy..

He likes being bitten.

Oddly enough he wasn’t sure why when you had first done it on impulse, the two of you in one of your more intimate moments. You hand grazed his shoulder, only applying slight pressure before stopping yourself from going too hard but the sound it pulled form him. Gorgeous.

“D-Do it again. Please?” He asks, lifting a bit above your too see your glossed fucked our eyes.

“Bite you?” You reiterate, trying to read him and it’s nothing but pure lust and adoration.

“Baby, please.” He huffs, lulling his neck to the side, giving you access.

Please mark him up he really likes it.

#x reader #reader is black #headcannons #hes so hot #blurb #smut #arcane #arcane x reader #arcane headcannons #ekko arcane #jinx arcane #vi arcane #viktor arcane #silco arcane #vanderarcane #arcane smut #arcane netflix #arcane season 2 #arcane season 2 smut

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thelilylav · 10 months ago

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Y'know what? Fuck it (gives u guys a list of poc artists to listen to cause the white ppl on the music side of tumblr have been embarassing me)

List is under the cut, and warning bc I made it very long

Rock:

Los Abuelos De La Nada

Gesu No Kiwami Otobe

Chuck Berry

Ben E. King

Los Prisoneros

Ahmed Fakroun (ok this one's french art rock but in my book it still counts)

Burnout Syndromes (been fucking w them since I got into Haikyuu lmao)

Infinity Song (their hater song genuinely gets me every time LMAO)

People in the Box

N.E.R.D (my god if u don't know them.. idk dude my brother has been obsessed w them for forever so i just was not getting away regardless lol)

Punk/Punk Rock (& other punk subgenres):

Nova Twins (u must listen to them it's just the way it's gotta be guys)

Rina Sawayama (her hatred of Matty Healy is so attractive. i cannot believe i found her two years ago cause i still remember i would not shut up when i first heard her music it was so good)

BABYMETAL (the way their band name just straight up screams at people gets me every time lmaooo)

Indie:

The Younger Lovers

Mashrou Leila

Stella Jang

Shak SYrn (Jenni is on repeat in my room at any given moment)

Steve Lacy (if u listen to more than just Bad Habit u will find an actuall amazing discography)

Jenny Nuo (i have been OBSESSED w her music since like 2021 ish and it is a crime she hasn't blown up more imo)

Nujabes

Hemlocke Springs (oooo i hate that she does not get more love!!! synth pop and alt indie is such a fun niche like!!!)

Lyn Lapid (in my head she's huge but i have recently learned that artists i think r super popular may be unknown to an entire genre of ppl soo)

Megagonefree (found them on ig and omg!! PLS go check them out genuinely)

boa (i am once again shaming u if u don't know them)

Wallice

JAZZ (in all caps bc I fucking LOVE jazz no it's not dead go listen to jazz rn motherfuckers):

Idris Muhammad

Esperanza Spalding

Joanna Wang (ok she does pop and folk music too but idk she felt most appropriate here)

SAMARA JOY (put. some. respect. on. her. name. i would actually go to war for her i am not kidding. also this is in all caps bc MY MOM GOT TO SEE HER LIVE??? AND SHE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHO SHE WAS PLS I WAS SO MAD OMGGG but i've been promised tickets next time so we're good)

Sade (my og one and only)

Funk:

Fadoul

George Clinton (i mean he's just a classic yknow)

Parliament (Give Up the Funk can make me dance like no other i swear)

Stevie Wonder (i mean.. like if we're on the topic of classics anyway then...)

Michael Jackson/The Jackson 5 (moreso his earlier stuff if my memory isn't lying to me.. look it's been a second since i listened to mj IM SORRY i am a busy person ok TT)

R&B:

Valerie June

Maxine Nightingale (if u don't listen to her... how do u have fun? actual question i put her on every time i need to feel happy atp)

Boney. M (technically they're reggae but they also count as R&B so idk.. i'm just putting them here if anyone wants me to move them later i will)

Amahla (Ca Suffit was so good and got me to check out the rest of her music, YOU SHOULD TOO!!)

Mary J Blige (not to judge but like... if u don't know THE queen then idk how to help you tbh)

SZA (wouldn't be a list without her in it tbh. i'm in love w her not even joking abt that)

Kali Uchis (to this day i cannot believe i saw her live i'm truly never getting a better moment than that omggg i have such a big crush on her anyway)

Aupinard (if ever u need to just vibe, this is the man u go to.)

Wejdene (TU PARLES AVEC UNE ANISSA MA MOI J'APPELLE WEJDENE- she's been my day 1 since i was like thirteen i can't even lie)

Annisse (just found out she only has like ~500 listeners on spotify??? apparently i'm one of them tho lmao so yeah go get that number up guys i love her too much for this disrespect)

Sister Sledge

Cheryl Lynn

Reggae:

Daddy Yankee (he's an honourable mention cause i couldn't not lmao)

Skindred (they're a reggae/metal fusion band and i will shut up abt them when i'm dead bc Nobody rewired my brain chemistry!!)

Manu Chao

Toquinho (i was so convinced this man was bossa nova but apparently he is reggae and i need to do some music theory review)

Folk:

Sushi Soucy (oh the things I Deserve to Bleed had me going thru in 2020/2021)

Miriam Makeba (Pata Pata should be enough to get anyone listening to her, just saying)

Lead Belly (do urself a favour and do some research on this man, i'm not kidding even if u don't like folk music u should know abt him- ESPECIALLY if u like Nirvana that'll make sense later trust)

Pop:

Corinne Bailey Rae (she has so much good music that gets ignored bc of Put Your Records On so.. yeah go listen to Black Rainbows she's only gotten better as time goes on lol)

Dru (he is for any person who likes ke$ha. i'm so serious he is early 2000s in a bottle and i love his music ur rlly missing out if u ignore him)

Monique Hasbun (found her recently! she's a Palestinian, Mexican and Salvadorian artist who plays around with Latin pop and does a lot of fusion music. she's dope go listen to her fr)

Mohammad Assaf (he made the Palestine song that's been going around ig a lot, but his other stuff is great as well. he's another Palestinian artist, so once again, go check him out!!)

Pinkpanthress (i LOVE her she's so much fun to just vibe to and idk how anyone couldn't have heard of her atp but then again this is the sight that didn't know who drake was so... sigh. go listen to her if u don't already!!)

Aliyah's Interlude (BROOO if u haven't heard of her actually go listen rn i'm so serious she is so good i can'ttttt ok bye)

Veondre (had a collab w Aliyah on It Girl and is gonna be releasing her own music very soon! she's trans too so go give her some love)

Shalco (wasn't sure whether to put him here or in hip hop, but his stuff is very very good either way)

Ado (she's j-pop but it's a form of pop so into the pop category she goes)

Moon (she's got two songs out rn, Moonlight and Seoul City Drift, and both r going on loop in my head at all times)

Jay Chou (call me a basic bitch idc he's good ok)

Atarashii Gakko! (i wouldn't say they're j-pop, but google did, so i'm just going w it lol)

flowerovlove (just trust me on this one)

El Tio Gamboin (Los Gatitos is such a cute song)

Grace Chang (see note for Jay Chou)

King Gnu (for all my j-pop lovers... come get ur man)

Salsa:

Lalo Rodriguez (included this genre specifically so i could mention him)

Adalberto Santiago

Roberto Roena (he's a classic i can't lie)

Hector Lavoe (i think he might be the most popular one in this genre lol)

City Pop (this is its own genre bc i literally did a presentation in high school abt it and i'll be damned if i don't flex my knowledge now):

Mariya Takeuchi

Miki Matsubara (my QUEEN my everything my-)

Anri

Taeko Onuki (one of my most listened to artists last yr for a Reason)

Kaoru Akimoto

Kingo Hamada

Jun Togawa

Bossa Nova:

Joao Gilberto (ooo he gets me every time i fucking love this man)

Elizeth Cardoso

Johnny Alf (forgot this man the first time around my bad BUT he's called the father of bossa nova for a reason so)

Hip Hop:

Flyana Boss (they're sooooo good i actually can't gush enough i have never felt so girlypop listening to music before go listen to them!! found the duo through ig so yeah if u want go follow them on there too to show support)

Lil Uzi Vert (for any emo lovers, go check out his song Werewolf with Bring Me the Horizon it is SO GOOD)

Samyra (she's slowly curing my body dysmorphia lol)

Yame (there's an accent on the e but idk how to do that on tumblr. anyway my ass loves french rap and before him i was stuck with klub des loosers so he saved my faith in the genre i can't even lie)

Lay Bankz (u cannot be chronically online and not have heard Ick yet, but i'm repping her regardless bc SHE'S SO GOOD)

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie (HEAR ME OUT-)

Kaliii (Area Codes was one of my most listened to songs last year... as it should be tbh)

Miguel (he does R&B too i just first listened to him bc of his collab w J.Cole sooo)

Tyler the Creator (putting him on here just to brag abt getting to see him in concert lmao)

XXXTentacion (he has been mourned and talked abt an insane amount, but he deserves it i'm not even gonna joke on this one. his artistry is insane and he deserves some love if u haven't listened to him yet)

Kendrick Lamar (i mean i've been reblogging stuff abt him enough. Mr. Morale was actually the album that made me start Listening listening to him and i'm honestly glad it was bc that album is still my favourite to this day if i'm being totally honest)

Renaissauce (criminally and i do mean CRIMINALLY underrated)

#ok i'm stopping here bc i'm a little scared that tumblr is gonna crash on me soon #but u guys get the point #if anyone wants an extension of this list w more genres i would be happy to provide btw #this felt so chaotic to make but it was rlly fun to go through my spotify and actually check the artists i listen to #idk sometimes u just have to remind yourself that you do in fact have good music sometimes lol #music #kendrick lamar #tyler the creator #kali uchis #samara joy #music recs #was contractually obligated to make this after seeing how white some ppl's playlists r apparently #and like guys... you've got no excuse if my white ass can find time to appreciate music #plus these artists r all amazing on their own anyway so check them out regardless #also i'm so sorry to my moots for not shutting up abt music lately #apparently i had a lot of feelings abt it that i have not been getting of my chest so #i'll be back to posting the norm soon (although what even is the norm for me lol)

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i-know-you-know-we-know-lee-know · 7 months ago

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Skz hyung line react to being called good boy

Guess what?

Im not dead

ʸⁱᵖᵖᵉᵉ

Sorry i dropped off the face of the earth for like three weeks

I dont really have an excuse for it lmao

But hey! My ult groups both had comebacks so that's a plus ig

Also i kinda changed my organization style a bit bc it fit better with what i was writing

Warnings: slightly suggestive(?) fluff, read at your own risk ig, mild cursing, Minho is probably the most suggestive so you can skip if it makes you uncompfy, readers gender is not specified but they do wear more "feminine" clothes in Minho's, mentions of food

Maknae Line

Chan

Shook

Is the only way i can describe it

Literally whips his head around with he most bewildered expression on his face

Ya know?

Kinda like that

Anyways

Scenario~

You had been feeling a bit ✨mischievous✨ lately and decided to prank Chan. Luckily he was a very compatible victim and had not a single clue what you were doing.

"Channie can you get that box from up there"

You say, looking to him for help with the box you had definitely not put up on the top shelf earlier needed to get down

Chan, being the chivalrous bf he is, plucks the box down from the top shelf and hands it to you.

"good boy" you say, standing on your tiptoes to give him a kiss on the cheek and walking away nonchalantly.

"your welco- wait what" Chan says, looking at you flabbergasted as you walked away from him.

But soon he grins and sets off after you down the hall

"good boy huh? I could get used to that"

UHM

WHAT DOES THAT MEAN GOOD SIR?

...

*realises i just wrote that*

I-

What?

Anyways moving on

Minho

Ok so there's two options

1. 😏

2. 😐

Or both

But most likely 1

" min can you come in here?"

You call out to your boyfriend, awkwardly holding the top of your dress up while the back hangs open.

"hmm? Yeah what do you need love- oh"

He stops behind you and you can see his eyes in the mirror traveling from your reflected face to the front of your dress to thr back and down lower-

"will you quit staring at my ass and help me with my dress"

You say, meeting his eyes in the mirror as he grins

"how can i help it when you look like this?"

He says, causing heat to rise on your cheeks as you feel his hands warm on your back

He laces up the back of your corset top dress and ties it at the end, stepping back to admire his work

You turn around to see what he's done and find it acceptable

"good boy" you say, turning back around to smooth out the front of your dress

Minho freezes, blinks a few times, then smirks and leans down over your shoulder

"good boy?" he says with a raised eyebrow "are you trying to make us late to the party?" he murmurs in your ear, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you closer to him

You were in fact late to the party and although you told everyone you simply lost track of time (which was technically true) your lipstick peeking out from Minho's collar which he "forgot to rub off" told a different story

No thoughts

Head empty

(except Minho, he's always in there)

⸜( •⌄• )⸝

Changbin

He is also shook

But in a more innocent way?

Kinda?

Like he doesn't know how to react but he thinks he likes it

He definitely likes it

The two of you were going on a nice walk out in the park and were having a lovely time.

You decided to stop on a bridge to look over the edge and take a break from walking for a bit.

Changbin was telling you about his past week and how busy it had been when he noticed your shoe was untied.

"we've been practicing almost every day for such a long time now im glad i get a break today- hey your shoes untied"

He stoops down, still talking and ties your shoe for you while you watch him.

You've tried telling him you can tie your shoes on your own but alas, he doesn't listen so you've gotten used to it.

But this time you decided to pull a little prank on him.

"good boy" you say to him as he stands back up to your level.

"and on tuesd- what" he stops mid sentence, looking at you confused. "what did you just say?"

You frown, faking confusion

"what? I didn't say anything"

"yes you did i heard you"

You laugh, linking your arm with his and pulling him along the walking trail.

"you shouldn't say things like that in public baby it sounds wierd"

You glance up at your boyfriend, who's face now has a red tinge and laugh again

Who knew you could get him so worked up with just two words?

*sighs*

God i love him so much

🥰

Hyunjin

Boi likes it

But doesn't show it

Because he's too shy to admit he wants you to say it again

But he might ask

Might...

Hyunjin had been watching movies with you for the past few hours and had just gotten up to make yet another bowl of popcorn for the two of you.

He came back with a heaping bowl for both of you to share and held it just out of arms length from you.

"isn't there something you'd like to say to me?" he asks, looking down at your small form curled up on the couch.

"please?"

"close, but not quite"

Hyunjin grins, still holding the bowl just out of your reach.

"im looking for two wor-"

"good boy"

He freezes, and you take advantage of his confused state to lunge and grab the bowl.

He takes a few seconds to fully process what you just said and flops down on the couch next to you.

"why'd you say that?" he mumbles, shoving a handful of popcorn in his mouth.

You laugh "to see your reaction"

Hyunjin sits in silence for a few moments, contemplating life and processing the last few seconds

"say it again"

"say what again?"

"...you know"

You laugh

"good boy, Hyunjin"

Don't you just love it when Hyunjin system malfunctions? 🥰

hehehe

I enjoyed writing this

#Skz #stray kids #skz fanfic #Skz suggestive #skz fluff #skz x reader #bang chan #lee minho #lee know #seo changbin #changbin #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin #stray kids hyung line #hyung line

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daenysthedreamersblog · 4 days ago

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SECRET OF US - IX

blowing smoke

i know what you are, brighter than the stars

tell me if she takes you far

far enough away from all the baggage you've been carrying

up another hill to all the girls who'll help you bury it

masterlist // previous chapter // next chapter

summary: in the aftermath of emotional destruction, you're well equipped to pick up your own pieces, but that doesn't make it any easier

pairings: modern! coriolanus snow x reader

warnings: MDNI! swearing, drinking, violence, blood

notes: omg ya'll im back from the dead! so sorry i was on vacay and got very ill and were currently in the process of moving so a lot has been going on but im out of the influenza fog lmao 🤍

By Wednesday you know you need to get up and go to class, you know you can't hide any longer in your room. You're not sure why you feel devastation creeping up into your chest, you shouldn't have cared, you shouldn't have started to even try to care. You did. You had cared and it was hurting so much that he had left without even a second glance backwards at you.

You get dressed, you do your makeup, you try to remember normal things. You try to summon strength and courage, but it felt like another part to play.

When you finally step foot in that hall, finally make your way towards that theater for the thing you had been dreading the most, you're chewing on your fingers. You wonder if he'll pretend that nothing happened, you wonder if he'll go back to joking with you in a condescending manner. As the door opens you're not sure what version of Coriolanus Snow you'll get and the skin gives on you thumb red blood bubbling in the corner of your cuticle.

"Feeling better?" Flickerman asked you.

You nodded, "Yeah I uh had a...really bad cold."

He eyes you sympathetically, but then they're moving behind you lighting up slightly. "We're back in business finally!" You feel his presence filling up the space and you take a shaky breath feeling every step he takes more towards you. You hear him set his bag down and fight every urge inside of you to turn towards him, but he swerves around you, the scent of him ensnaring every sense as he heads up to the stage. You're forced to take him in, you're forced to watch his long legs carry him up the steps and all you can think of his warm legs tangled beside yours. You can't do this, it hurts too much, you can't..."Ready?"

"Yeah." You nod, shakily walking forward and up the stage as well.

You continue to avoid looking at him as you go through multiple scenes, ones your characters didn't have to interact much. His voice sings to you like a pretty siren song, pulling you, making you get loss in it all once more, until you're finally forced to stand five feet away from him. You know you have to look at him, you know you have to speak to him, but it seems so difficult as you slowly glance up at him.

It hits your heart first, seizes it up and then it's sinking straight to the bottom of your stomach. His blue eyes are dark, angry, cold, indifferent, like treacherous waves and you remember that look, had seen it every day in the Academy. It was familiar, it was comfortable, but not anymore. You wished to see the lightness, the glint of mischief, of desire, of joy.

Everything in your head empties but devastating rage.

"Was any of it real?" You grit out.

"No." His voice is as frozen as his last name.

Your knee buckles. "All those...all those...and I..." All those secrets, all those deep thoughts and revealing statements you had handed over so easily.

"Just another part."

The hot simmering fury boils and shoots up your throat. "I don't believe you!"

He seethes, "I don't care what you believe."

You slap him, cradling your stinging palm as you heave at him. His eyes dart to it, to your scabbing fingers, to the dried out maroon blood, something shifts in his eyes for a millisecond as he stares at it, but it's gone with the next heavy breath and he's as angry as you. "I'm done here." He pushes past you.

"Is something..." Flickerman starts trying to stop him from leaving the stage.

"I quit." He grabs his bag and storms up the aisle.

Flickerman looks to you and you know you're already going to chase after him before your feet start moving. "Snow!" You yell after him. "Coriolanus!" He doesn't stop this time. "Coriolanus Snow you stop right now!" You push through the glass doors outside hearing the traffic honk at you as he stands along the sidewalk. "Snow...I shouldn't have slapped you."

"It doesn't matter." He doesn't look up at you.

You struggle to find words after days of wishing he would speak to you, "You...please...we should..."

He glances at you, and it cuts like a knife. "You won, I backed out, you have the stage to yourself, can't you just be happy with that and leave me alone. Isn't that what you truly wanted?

Your brows furrow in confusion. "What?" You step forward latching onto his arm. "I don't care about winning anymore!" Winning didn't matter if you couldn't have him, and yet those words sit in your lungs. And maybe you shouldn't have, maybe you should have believed his words and left him alone, but you are grabbing onto his face to make him really look at you. His face is so void of emotion you're tucking all of yours away, slinking back within yourself as if he wasn't the one that had pulled you out of the depths of your soul.

He pulls your hands away from his face. 'Pretty lies."

'Coryo!" Livia Cardew is walking up the sidewalk. "You got done early." Shock settles in deep watching her walk right up to him and take his hand. You can't take your eyes away from where they were connected, at what that all meant. In three fucking days he had went slinking back to Livia Cardew. "It's good to see you." She says to you so sweetly.

You want to scream, you want to hit him again, hit her. You want to dig you claws deep into his chest and rip out his frigid heart to swallow whole. "You too." You lie as your eyes quiver, as you throat tightens. No, you would not cry in front of him, in front of them.

She laughed, "For two people who hate each other you are awfully magnetic to one another."

You disappear into the back of your mind mimicking her small laugh. "Yeah, I suppose so." You turn back around, walking back towards the building on unsteady feet.

You're sitting in the dark, the only light coming from your phone as you scroll through your phone sipping on too many glasses of wine. It's him, all pictures of him, pictures you found on pages, pictures you had taken of him, pictures you had dug through your old school's website to find.

You stalk Livia too with a permanent glare in your eyes as you scroll her stupid pages. What did they even have in common, what did they even talk about? Were their conversations even stimulating, interesting? She could never understand him the way you could, she would never truly see him and you hated yourself for being able to. You hated imagining them kissing even more.

Answer me.

Please Coriolanus talk to me. Why did you leave?

I miss you.

You never sent the last one. Well, none of them truly sent but that last one was quickly deleted before your drunk induced sadness got the better of you.

He had blocked you on everything, the gray icon staring at you whenever you searched for his profile. He dropped out of the play, dropped the class completely. It was like he had never existed, but you smelled him in your sheets, travel sized shampoo bottle still sat in your shower, coffee mugs and silverware littered the bottom of your sink from him.

You closed your phone submerging yourself into a pitch-black world the tear sliding down your cheek.

TWO WEEKS LATER

You sit at that coffee table most days, the one lined up against the window while you work on various assignments sipping on half melted iced coffee. You watch spring sweep across the city through glass in budding trees and sunny rainstorms.

It's hard to focus on much, but you try. You had never been a bad student, so it wasn't hard to pass while only applying half of your normal effort. You wished for this funk to end, you wish you could rattle the memories out of your head, you wish your eyes didn't shoot up every-time they heard the door chime open.

It isn't him.

It never is.

It was like he had vacated the city to never be near you, avoiding every usual spot you would find him.

You find yourself walking, following familiar patterns of concrete slabs and lamp fixtures letting the traffic lights warn you to turn around. You never listen; it's why you were in this mess to begin with right? You hadn't listened to everything inside you telling you Coriolanus Snow would betray you, that the pair of you would take the whole world down in a glorious blaze. You definitely never listened to your father saying he was using you, but that didn't seem quite right.

You tried to piece it together, if it had been to make you flounder as a lead, why had he dropped out? What had he had to gain by using you? Was it simply to throw you off, to string you along and wring you out to prove that he could? To finally shut you out, to break you?

It never made sense.

You stared up at his apartment building. You could go in, you could force him to confront you, explain, you even felt the front of your foot slide forward.

That wasn't you. If he didn't want to be in your life then fine, you would never force him to stay. You were better than that. You wouldn't break, especially not for Coriolanus Snow.

The only thing that did make sense was the fact he had believed you could turn on him so quickly. He had changed, you had too, but not nearly enough to matter.

You walked away, headed across town to another building, a building you actually went inside of and took the elevator to the top floor. When the receptionist smiled at you and asked if you had an appointment, you gave her your name.

"Follow me." She stood up. "He's been expecting you."

You did follow her, let her give you the mini tour already knowing the internship was yours thanks to the man attached to your last name. She knocked on a door and pushed it open leading you inside.

"Mr. Highbottom." You shook his hand. "Thank you for the opportunity again." You smiled the steel locking in around your heart, no more distractions, no more stupid games with stupid boys. "I won't let you down."

TWO WEEKS LATER

You're curled up on your couch watching shitty reality television when your front door flies open. You know who it is, remembered making two copies of your key for your best friends.

Clemensia quickly grabs the remote to shut off the T.V. so you're forced to look at her. "Alright what is going on?"

"You've been avoiding us." Arachne slides onto the arm of your couch.

"I've been busy with my new job." They both look at you, seeing through the pathetic lie.

You sigh running your hands over your face as you finally tell them everything, about your father, what you had said, what Coriolanus had said, and how everything was so stupid and confusing. "So, he overheard you lying and assumed that was the truth and left?"

"I guess." You shrugged. "I get it though. I think after so long of seeing the worst in each other it's easier to latch onto that."

Arachne rolled her eyes, "Bullshit."

She was right, because you wanted to believe what he was saying, but deep down, after long nights of talking, seeing the way he looked at you, that didn't seem true either. Now you just felt numb about it, and you were tired of even giving it space in your brain. "Are you okay?"

"I will be." You nodded. "Just is hard when there's not closure. I'm not sure what the truth is anymore."

"The truth is." Arachne started. "Coriolanus Snow is a dick and we should kill him."

You laughed, the first time in a while. "That's not even the worst; he went running right back to Livia Cardew."

An audible gasp came out of both of them.

"That's it!" Arachne came around your couch hoisting you up by the arms. "We're getting dressed up, we're getting slammed, we're getting laid." Clem shot her a look, "Potentially, and were going to forget Coriolanus Snow ever existed."

You let them. You let them cheer you, pull you from the drain you had been circling. They were being the good friends they were by refraining from reminding you of their warnings. You knew they would come eventually, when his backstabbing wounds were a fading memory. For now, they would be kind. You let them get you ready, get you drunk, and relish in their love. The only love you think had truly ever matter, the only love that you'll ever need.

You find yourself in an uber heading towards Panem, a bar uptown you and your friends frequently visited. It had loud music, strong drinks, and a sea of bodies to get lost in. It was everything you needed to shake off the emotional slump you had been in. You hug your friends as you huddle around the bar waiting for the bartender to come take orders, "Thank you." They both stared at you strangely, your group wasn't big on sentimentality. "For being my friends, for knowing me."

Arachne slams her card down seeing the bartender out of her peripheral. "Shots." She smirks at the bartender. "Keep the tab open."

By the fifth round you are forgetting a certain blue-eyed boy, you forget that you were even sad and were confused why he could ever make you sad. You were over him, over his perfect face, his perfect kisses, you were over it all. You were almost done with school, you had an amazing opportunity within that internship if you really let yourself go along with that plan, you had a long secure, cushioned life ahead of you.

Your arms come down to your side slowly as you stare blankly ahead of you. Sure, it was the safe route, the route you should take because it was easy, but it never felt right. "I'm gunna go use the bathroom!" You shout to your friends who pay you little attention as you disappear. You go to the bathroom, take too long washing your sweaty hands, and then you're staring at yourself in the dim lighting.

There's an underlying ache in your chest, a longing for something more you keep running from. You keep running as you head out pushing through too many tangled limbs until the fresh air hits your face. You'd go back in, order another drink, you just needed a moment of quiet noise of a distant city. You dig for your phone scrolling mindlessly through old messages you're not sure you wish went through when you hear your name.

"Festus Creed." You don't even look as he slides up next to you, you pocket your phone.

His shoulder presses into yours, "Long time no see."

"Thankfully."

He smirked at you, "You were always such a joy." He digs through his own pocket and pulls out a small white box sliding a cigarette out and into his mouth, "Want one?"

You hold out your hand, "Sure." You take it slipping it between your lips and watching him bring the lighter up to your face lingering too long within your personal space. You usually didn't smoke, but the alcohol had curbed most logic.

"What have you been up to?" He finally asks after you take a deep inhale letting the nicotine numb your brain for a moment.

"Not much." You shrug refusing to fully turn your body to speak with him. "Got an internship with Highbottom."

He whistles out, "Dang I got turned down for that."

"Can't imagine why." You chuckle tapping away the ash as smoke fills the air around you.

He smirked, "We both know why."

You cock your head to the side. "Do we?"

"Oh, come on like we all don't know how you get into all those exclusive places, all the best scholarships and jobs." He rolled his eyes leaning closer. "Your father drives a hard bargain." You glared watching his grin only grow more sinister, "He had a point...Snow...you do look rather tasty with that scowl on." Your lungs seize up as you watch him take a slow drag of his own cigarette. "I just saw him, at D12, you know that bar with a live band...he was wasted, poor bloke."

You cross your arms, "What does that have to do with me Festus?"

Time moves so slow as he takes another drag, as your heart pounds under your sternum betraying every cool metal you had welded around it. "Well, I had to ask him why he was so upset, and he brought you up." He takes a step closer to you, "Droned on and on about you slipped through his pathetic fingers." Another step, "And I figured since you seem so open to fucking all your old classmates, it seems only fair..."

You slap him. "You're a pig."

His hand shoots out around your elbow your handprint stinging his cheek. "I'm just messing with you."

"Well, it's not funny." You snarled. "It's sick."

He comes in close, "He can't be that much better than me, right? Poor little Coriolanus...tell me how much pity did it take for you to spread your legs for that leech?"

You yanked your arm back. "Let me go." His nails bite into your skin. "Let me go!"

He shoves you back against the brick wall of the bar, "We all know what he is. He was never one of us." You can't breathe, you can't see straight all you can think of is that random man ripping at your corset, and now here was fucking Festus Creed groping you against a building. "What he did to Se-!"

You gave one more tug before something shot across your vision and his grip released on you as his body flies sideways. "Get your fucking hands off of her prick!" The voice sent a thrill down your spine and shock glued your soles to the cement; all you could do was watch Coriolanus Snow beat the shit out of Festus. You watched in a strange awe as he brought his muscled arm up to pound back down into his stupid face, "If you ever touch her again." He growled out as Festus flung pathetic fists around landing a few hits onto Coriolanus's face; it didn't faze him nor stop him. You remembered that alley, that man he beat into the asphalt, you need to stop him, you need to do something, but you're mesmerized by his ferocity. Two men fly from the building, one goes to you asking if you're alright, the other attempts to pull a rabid Coriolanus off of Festus...and failing.

The word 'cops' brought you out of it and you sprang into action. "Snow." You shook him. "Snow!" You moved to grab his arm, "Snow!" You crouched down and grabbed his face instead, "Coriolanus." He stilled; red rimmed blood shot eyes stared back at you. "You have to go."

He clambered off of Festus who spat out a wad of blood muttering a quiet, "Slut." But before Coriolanus could get past you to pummel him more, you kick him with the point of your heel before shoving him away from the bar.

"What were you thinking!" You shouted at him. "You could have killed him!"

"He was grabbing you! He was hurting you!" He shouted back.

You shook your head, "Why the fuck do you even care?"

He doesn't get the chance to answer as Arachne and Clem come barreling out of the bar. "What's going on?"

Their eyes dart to Coriolanus and Festus's bloody body being slowly pulled to his feet. "Go cry to Ma about how pussy whipped you are Snow!" He spat at your feet. Coriolanus moved to go after him again, but you stepped in front of him.

"Stop it!" You shove him back before he could make more of a mess of this situation. "Stop," You breathed, hand splayed against his heaving chest as he stared down at you; broken, lost, raged. Your eyes furrowed slightly as you drown in a sea of dark blue then to the small cut above his eyebrow. Clem cleared her throat, and your hand falls back to your side. "I should make sure he gets home okay."

Arachne swears under her breath. "He's not your responsibility."

You look at her. "I know, but Mrs. Plinth deserves that."

Her anger faded as she nodded, "Okay." She pulls you into a hug. "Text us when you're home." She glared at Coriolanus as she stepped back; he lets her anger hit him, no retort or defense as you dig for your phone to call an uber.

"Come on," You pull him down the block. "We can wait over here."

"I wish she hit me." You glance over at him as you hit the confirm button on the app watching the little car move through the city. "I would have deserved it."

You close your phone and tuck it away, "Do you want me to drop you at Livia's?"

"I...We..." He sighed. "It's not like that." You laugh under your breath but hold your tongue. "I'm not talking to her anymore."

You raise an eyebrow, "Wasn't interesting enough?"

"She wasn't you."

Your head snaps over to him before your eyes narrow. "You have a lot of nerve." You don't even want to hear his defense as you watch the car approach. "Get in." You fling the door open and force him to climb in first and then the silence suffocates you. You feel him in your space as quiet music lulls through the speakers, you want to say so much, ask so much and yet you know you shouldn't care anymore. But that ache shows up again and all you can see behind your eyes in his red ones. "Why do you care what Festus said to me?" You ask again quieter.

"I'll always care." He mumbles out.

You fight the scoff rising in your throat, "You've made it quite clear you feel the opposite."

"I..."

"And months ago, you were using Livia against me, now you're not speaking to her because she's not me, yet you felt too comfortable flaunting her in front of me." Your nails dig into your palm to avoid letting him see they were shaking. "So, again, why do you care?"

He only sighs, his head falling against the cool glass of the car window thrown off by his own emotional whiplash. You make the driver drop you off first, he could take Coriolanus home and have the Plinths deal with him. You wanted to listen to that tiny part of you that worried, but who cares what it had to say. You throw open the door without a backwards glance and head towards your building.

A part of you thinks you hear your name being called, but that part was naive as the part that worried. You only feel relief when your door slams shut behind you letting you slide down to the floor. You hadn't truly seen him in months, been alone with him since before everything fell apart, yet there he was five feet from you, and you wanted to strangle him and kiss him all in one. No, you were over him, you had moved one, but the raging in your body didn't cease. There was so much you wanted to say, to scream, but it felt better feeling it explode inside of you.

She wasn't you.

Knock...knock knock..........knock.

You know its him by the shape of his body pressure behind your back through the door. You close your eyes breathing through knuckles as you fight every urge surging through your body. You missed him, gods you missed him, but you hated him, you were furious, and heart broken and-

You yank the door open letting him storm inside, take your face in his hands and kiss you.

You feel everything, the swelling in his upper lip, the cuts along his knuckles as your grip sits on his wrist. You taste everything, the blood, the vodka, a smoking cigarette. You taste his rage, his loneliness, his desire and longing.

It takes you a few seconds to realize what's happening, then you're pushing him away staring at him with wide eyes and a heaving chest. He looks pathetic and forlorn, and he deserved to, and you hate him for looking so devastating. He moves towards you again, cupping your face. "Please just..." You feel your body melting into his touch as he brushes his lips against yours. "Please baby." You let him kiss you once more, let yourself enjoy it, savoring the shape of him, the warmth of his mouth, missing the feel of every ounce he had ever given you.

"Coriolanus." He sighs into your mouth, body pressing harder into you moving you until an island is digging into your back. He lazily drags his mouth along your jaw as you run a hand down his head, "Coriolanus you're drunk."

He nuzzles into your neck, warm arms entrapping your body. "I know." He engulfs you all the ways he used to, and you feel metal bars bending apart inside your chest cavity.

"I'm drunk." You were and it was clouding your judgement as you felt tangled up in him. He was pulling you back into an endless cycle of no doubt toxic behavior for both of you, and you were so close to letting him. That stops him and he sighs against you, "Let me clean you up and then you have to go."

You went over to him picking up his cut-up fist. "That night in the alley." He says once you dig out your first aid kit. "When I saw..." He swallowed hard and you slowed your breathing trying to not spook him into silence, "When I saw what was happening all I could think of was waking up to Sejanus's body, how I-how I let it happen, how I couldn't save him." He watched you clean the blood away, "I couldn't let the same thing happen to you, I couldn't lose you too."

You brushed your thumb over his bruising knuckle as you slid the band aid over a bigger cut. "That wasn't you fault."

"Everything is my fault." His hand comes up and cups your face forcing your forehead against his. "Look at me."

You shake your head, "You should go to bed." You tug his wrist away from your face, "It's late we both had a lot to drink., you can stay here until you feel better." You try to smile, "We'll go back to hating each other in the morning."

He dips down to capture your lips, "Then pretend with me..."

It sounded so nice when he said it like that, like you both could pretend nothing bad had ever happened, like neither one of you broke the other's heart. "Go to bed Snow." You try to remember how you were, how to hide the fact what he said was hurting, how to prevent yourself from digging the knife in deeper. You usher him down the hall into your bedroom allowing him under your blankets once more. He moved over, giving you space to climb in. "I'll go get you some water."

"Where's the book?" He searches your nightstand for the familiar cracked spine.

You pointed to the kitchen with your thumb. "I uh...I threw it out." You hadn't wanted reminders of him since he had made it sure you knew he wanted the same. But here he was in your bed, missing and kissing you.

His face falters in the dark. "Just lay with me for a few minutes." You shouldn't but your body moved without much thought as you climb under the same blankets laying on your side to face him.

"Why were you there?"

He sighed, "I was being stupid." You raised an eyebrow urging him to elaborate. "I ran into Festus, he started running his mouth, said some...distasteful things about you, I didn't think he'd go after you. Then I saw Clem's story and I wanted to make sure you were okay... I wanted to see you."

"Why?" You try to keep your tone even, try to not let in that this was hurting.

"I..." His hand slid around your waist. "I miss you." He trails it up your bare spine, "I miss your warmth, I yearn to be burned by you once more."

It sinks into your stomach; the want, the need, the same feelings he was voicing. It clouds your head as he drags your body closer to him, his heat seeping into your soul. "I hurt you." You remind him.

"And I you," He mumbles as his face buries into your collarbones. "It's what we do best."

"Rather masochistic." He kisses up your neck. You indulge him, indulge yourself in what would only bring pain in the morning as his teeth graze your pulse.

He pulls back and stares down at you. "Kiss me."

You swallow, "It's wrong."

"It's never been wrong." He leans down and kisses you hard enough to kiss him back. He's right, kissing him, being with him had never been wrong, so you tangle your fingers through his hair feeling him groan down your throat as his tongue melds with yours. You want to give in to him because it feels so good, so right, in the dark light it was like no time had passed at all, still him, still you. But time had strained itself between you ripping a hole where 'us' should have been and you pull back, you remember your twin flames swallowing the world. "Tell me something real." He asks into your mouth as you heart constricts.

"I'm done playing this game with you Coriolanus."

"Just one more truth."

"That was." You roll away from him and walk out of your bedroom door.

You barely sleep, staring at the ceiling while city lights pour in through the window. Your decrepit soul was fractured as he lay sleeping in your bed. You wanted to go to him, curl around his body, feel him against your skin. You also wanted to smother him with a pillow and bruise his other eye for what he did to you.

It's no surprise you're up far too early making coffee for yourself when he finally pads into your kitchen. You feel him watching you, hear his knuckles aching as he grips the back of a chair waiting for you to face him. "Spit it out Snow." You sigh pulling down a coffee mug.

When he doesn't respond you finally turn to face him regretting it immediately as your breath catches in your throat. You sip your coffee to hide it as you force up a nonchalant brow at him, "Thank you." Your brows raise even further. "For preventing a homicide."

"Don't thank me for that." You scoff.

"You still helped." He stares down at the chair debating on sitting, debating on attempting to stay in your life.

You toy with the rim of your mug, "Unfortunately."

"Look about-!"

Your eyes flare as you feel your internal tail rattle poising to strike him like he had to you. He opened the door allowing you the moment you needed to slap him with the hard truth of his actions, "About what? About how you left me after overhearing a stupid lie? About how you show up to class with Livia-fucking-Cardew, but you're not seeing her because she isn't me? About how the first time I hear from you is after you supposedly defend my honor? You think you can ghost me for weeks, beat the shit out of some guy, and just kiss me again like nothing happened?" Your lip curls in disdain, "Where do you get off Snow?"

He matches your anger in a cool blue flame sort of way. "I heard you." He growled out, "Or did you forget telling your father about how you were using me."

"You never thought to ask me about it!?" You slammed your mug down so hard the glass quivered. "You thought to leave without a second glance without even wondering why I said it?" You actually start to laugh, "I was fucking lying to him. I wanted to just shut him up about you and your father and everything else I was doing wrong."

He reeled back. "You..."

You sighed putting your face in your hands, "I didn't mean any of it, what you heard was far from the truth." You groaned at the ceiling, "This is why we don't work, there's too much damage, too much mistrust...like you said, it will always lead to ruin. We were just fooling ourselves."

He's so quiet, you barely hear him breathing. You hoped he has left, you hope he stays out of your life. All of that heartbreak and crying over a stupid miscommunication, misunderstanding, because he would believe that lie so quickly; it frustrated you beyond belief.

"I hated you so much." Is the first thing out of his mouth. "I hated you and your father and every time I had to see your face at the Academy." You slowly glance up, "You were everything I couldn't stand, everything I couldn't be, stubborn and clever and privileged and you had it out to get me." He stares down at his bruised, cut up hands, "I had to be better than you, I had to beat you." The rivalry started, the competition, the feud between you two. "It was exhilarating, hating you, that passion, that fire. It was consuming." You watched him swallow, watched him toy with the corners of the band aid. "I didn't realize it was love until it was too late, until the only thing that could ever be between us was hatred."

Your left knee buckled as he slowly glances up at you. His blue eyes are glassy, water welling in his eyes. "What?"

He stares into your soul, "I fell in love with you back in school. I loved your ferocity, your drive, your loathing." You grip the counter to stop yourself from falling over. "You hated my guts, and I loved you for it."

"But you-you..."

"I was cruel? Of course I was, I didn't want to fall in love, I didn't know what to do with it. I didn't understand what I was feeling, why my heart sped up when you would glare at me or argue with me. I hated feeling that way, I hated thinking about you all the time, and I hated you for making me feel that way." He chuckled sarcastically. "I willed it to stop, I wished that wicked curse away, but it followed me incessantly."

Cruel, wicked curse of mine.

You wanted to throw up. Everything, nothing it was impossible to make sense of it all. Every word, every glance, every touch and kiss, it was being unwound, the very carefully crafted thread was falling to pieces in front of you.

"I figured once we graduated, once we were apart, the feelings would go away, but there you were, in the same college, the same major." He took a deep breath. "And then you were on a stage five feet away from me about to kiss me, and I knew I never stood a chance." You let go of the counter feeling your eye twitch. "You won, you will always win, my flame has always been yours." The world tilts. " I love you." You're dizzy as you walk around him to your large window that overlooks the crowded city. "Say something please...Shout at me, scream at me, just..." Tell me you love me too. "I know you feel...felt something for me too."

He's right. You did, and you were so close to letting him have it all, but he walked away, he believed the worse in you like he always would, like you always would too. You hurt him, and he hurt you, and that's how your story will always go, there was no other ending, how could there be. Disaster was written in the stars. Your hatred had been too deep, and it seemed impossible to climb out of it no matter how much love could be formed. Maybe that made you a coward, you weren't sure, all you knew is the one truth; these games with Coriolanus Snow had to come to an end. You close your eyes feeling every iron bar snap, every glass cage slam down around you.

"Get out."

"What?" His voice is so quiet, so distant.

"Get out." You don't dare turn to look at him your strength would fail if you turned to see his ruddy face. You feel water slip down your cheek, hear it plop onto your floor. "I never want to see you again Coriolanus Snow."

You feel the ghost of his touch, you brace for it and know deep down if he grabbed you you would tuck yourself into his arms and never leave. You would continue to break each other over and over again until nothing was left but shattered ice.

You hear his quiet exit, you flinch when he softly shuts the door behind him cutting the room into grieving silence.

guys wouldn't it be so funny if i-

next part soon!

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lizandbo · 2 years ago

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okie doks, so i would like a hc where bokuto, kuroo, and maybe tsukishima react to seeing their volleyball player! girlfriend play for the first time

i love your blog btw :) it makes me happy <3

Volleyball player!reader x kuroo, bokuto and tsukishima

I’m so so glad that my writing makes you happy, plus this ask is like 100 years cuz time management is not a thing for me

Masterlist

Tsukishima

Before I say anything else HE WILL LAUGH WHEN YOU MESS UP

When you tell him that you play volleyball he might not believe you until he sees it with his very own eyes

He would believe you but ✨trust issues✨

If you ever invite him to one of your matches he just either gives a glare and says a monotone “ok” or grunt in response

But most times he goes to your games without you knowing

Tsukishima wants to see when do your best without the pressure of people yk watching you

Cuz honestly I feel that wholeheartedly

But man when he does see you?

Bros gonna explode from being flustered

He thinks that you honestly look really hot, but he never ever gonna say that

Not even when he’s being held by gunpoint, which honestly who would ask that question if you were being held by gunpoint?

Anygays

He just appreciates your work ethic in volleyball

Not being too annoying and obnoxious about volleyball or not giving a fuck with his standards

Nice balance

and at some point you motivate him to push on his own hobbies (more so volleyball)

When you catch sight of him you whip your head around to get a double take almost getting whiplash in the process

He just covers his mouth and snickers by the confusion of your face just now realizing that he did attend your match after all

You shuffled up to him half bashful half excited to see tsuki

You wrapped your arms around his middle and he stared back to, giving you a little headpat

“Sooo how did I do? Since you’ve been stalking me like a dimwit”

“You did better than last time ig, moron”

“You were here last time too??”

“Now see your the dimwit here since you didn’t even realize I’m coming to your stupid games”

“Awww tsuki I thought would’ve never be here:(“

“Your an official dimwit” tsukishima says with a blush darkening

Bokuto

He knew you played volleyball cuz he always has asked you how was your day? Every single fucking day

Even before you were dating

It might get a lil annoying sometimes but baby boy genuinely wants to hear about your day

Prolly at some point interrupts you by accident but once he realized he apologizes so damn much

But a simple “it’s ok bo” is enough for him lmao

ANYWAYS

IS SO PROUD OF YOU WHEN YOU PLAY

ALWAYS YELLS LETS GO Y/N OR HEY HEY HEYYYY THATS MY S/O

Vvvv proud baby

Whatever position you play he’s so so so supportive

“Y/n! That’s such a great set im so proud of you”

“I KNEW YOU COULD DO SO WELL BABY”

“HEY HEY HEY! That spike was so accurate, you should have a kiss as an award! Come her baby”

“BLOCK THEM BASTARDS! YEAHHH”

When the match/ practice is over he’ll quite literally jump and attack you with a bear hug smothering you to absolute death

You guys go to your car him carrying you bride style and finding a withered mess of half dead rose petals in the passenger seat cuz bo was so focused on seeing you than bringing the damn bouquet of flowers he was gonna give you

“Well… maybe I’m just distracted by incredibly sexy and hot partn-“

“OKAY BOKUTO, LETS JUST GET IN THE DAMN CAR”

“Your also very cute when you stammer like that”

“Booooo”

Kuroo

Also a vvv proud baby

Found out by having the volleyball match delayed and you coming home late

Quite literally did the mom “and where were you?” Thing on you

But he was concerned for his baby cuz you could’ve gotten kidnapped

You told him that you were at a game of yours and he was appalled

“And you never thought that I would like to go?” Pouts like a little girl in a playful way

“Well I just never thought you wanted to go since your always so busy”

“Bullshit, I’d do anything for you” he practically manhandled you onto the bed and cuddled there

“Oh really? Anything??” Your eyes sparkled as he met your eyes with a small smile

“Yes baby, anything. Your my one and only”

“Ok so would you do the dishes for me? Oh oh and cook dinner too that would be absolutely fantastic”

Rooster wasn’t too happy with that response smh

SKJDJDJD I GET SO DISTRACTED ANYWAYS

rooster baby would go to any games when he has free time

Analyzes your movements a lot

But he’s never deeply judging you in a negative way, he’s just observing

Becomes your personal trainer but would never push you too hard

Always after matches no matter if you win or not he’ll always have some version of “you did well baby, now drink some water I’m not letting you be dehydrated”

Always gives you a meaningful hug too

Kisses are also a definite must

One on your forehead, nose and three on the lips

It’s like a secrete combination just between the two of you

Even tho it’s not even like a lock or some shit

It always amazing him how you do certain things when your focused into your game

Sometimes laughs at how cute you are

Just being a proud parent boyfriend is all you need

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tempvstas · 1 year ago

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Good Things Come To Those Who Wait

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Content Warning(s): some angst, leona being emo lol

Character(s): GN!Reader(no pronouns mentioned), Leona Kingscholar

Authors Notes: Hello all, I am not dead, just busy :] Life update, started uni so I've been busy with that, also, bit off more than I could chew so I burned out HARD. Genuinely lost motivation to write. But I do want to get back into the flow of writing. I'll try and fulfill requests(esp the ones sitting in my inbox, sorry to everyone who sent me requests before im not ignoring you i swear 💀) when I can but theres no guarantee. I wanna write what I can and what I want to and atm its Leona :]]. Please enjoy LMAO

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Leona couldn't remember the last time he had felt the warmth of another.

Moonlight filters through the open balcony of his room, a gentle breeze causing the curtains to sway slightly. He can feel your hands curled around his waist, his tail wrapped around your leg respectively. He stares at you, watching your chest rise and fall slowly, your soft snores seemingly filling up the room.

Silly Herbivore. He muses, brushing a stray strand of hair out of your face, tucking it behind your ear. You're so vulnerable, nestled against his chest. Wholeheartedly clinging onto him as if you were afraid he'd disappear. As he stares at you, he can't help the slight bitterness that wells up in his throat.

Why did you choose him out of everyone? Out of pity? He's never been good enough. The elders and servants back home made that quite obvious enough. He almost laughs out loud at the thought. He would never be good enough, would never be anyone's first choice, and would never put in enough effort because he was just too damn lazy.

A worthless, selfish, arrogant, too prideful for his own good, lazy, a good-for-nothing second prince who will never amount to anything.

Does he even deserve you?

Your slight movements startle him out of his thoughts as he stares down at you, blinking up at him with bleary eyes.

"Leona?" You mumble, rubbing your eyes. "Can't sleep? That's unusual," you tease him, shooting him a sleepy grin. Unwittingly, Leona feels the edges of his lips quirk up, "I was planning on it, until you started squirming around," he huffed. You study his face, a frown marring your features. Leona pokes your brow where it's creased, chuckling slightly, "Don't do that, your face will get stuck like that." You scowl at him, "I'm not a kid," you grumble, "Besides you have that look on your face and I'm worried about you."

Leona stares at you, an eyebrow raised, "Mind elaborating on what 'that look' means." You sit up so that you're face to face with him. "You know, that look! When you get all broody and emo, and all 'oh my sevens im so angsty grr'. That look." Leona wrinkles his nose at your wording, "Very funny Herbivore." You continue to stare at him, concern causes your brow to crease even more.

"Leona, what's wrong? I can tell something's up with you. I know you don't like opening up, and that's fine, but you know I'm here for you, right?" You reach over, taking his hand in yours and giving it a gentle squeeze. Leona's breath hitches in his throat for a second, he finds himself shutting his eyes for a moment. When he opens them again, he finds your gaze trained on his.

Not looking away from him, holding his gaze unwaveringly. Genuine sincerity in your eyes.

"Leona." His ears twitch at the sound of his name being called. Your voice is firm, to get his attention, but soft enough that he doesn't feel the urge to flinch away. He sighs, feeling that you wouldn't let this matter go easily.

"I know you are. If you want the truth, no I'm not fine." Leona grimaces, this feeling of opening himself up was foreign to him. "I'm far from fine. I'm just.....what did I do to deserve you?" His voice breaks a little at the last part, but he continues. "I'm worthless, selfish, arrogant, too prideful for my own good, lazy, a good-for-nothing second prince who will never amount to anything. Compared to Farena or that damned lizard Malleus, I'm nothing. I have nothing. I will never be anything more because I will always be overshadowed by people like them." He takes a second to collect his thoughts before continuing. "I've always had to work hard to earn my keep only for everything to crumble like sand. All my hard work amounting to nothing because someone just so happens to be lucky enough to just be better." His ears flatten against his head out of irritation.

You listen to his words, staying silent. You give him a moment to catch his breath before hesitantly reaching over, pressing a hand to his cheek. Leona flinches, but then leans into your touch after a brief second. "Hey...look at me," you nudge his face so that he's staring at you.

"Look, I will admit you can be selfish, hell sometimes kind of a dick. You irritate me and sometimes I want to strangle you cause you won't let me get to class on time because you won't get off me." You pause, before continuing, "But you are not worthless. And you're not a good-for-nothing second prince. I love you, faults and all. You, Leona Kingscholar, are the best damn thing that has ever happened to me okay? I would go to hell and back for your stinky ass." Leona laughs softly at your nickname for him, leaning more into your hand. "You are worthy. I didn't choose to love you because I felt pity for you, I love you because of who you are. You say that all your hard work crumbles to sand? I've seen you pick yourself back up again. You're passionate about what you're interested in, and even if you won't outwardly say it, I know you care. You're not a saint by any means, far from it. But that's what I love about you. You're flawed and imperfect, and I say that's better than some perfect curated image of who you're supposed to be." You poke his chest to emphasize your point.

"So don't you ever question why I love you okay?" Your thumb brushes over the scar over his left eye, pressing a soft kiss to his eyelid. His eyelashes tickle your face as you do so. "I love you, scars and all. And I'll say it as many times as I need to."

Leona stares at you, a mix of emotions in his gaze. He clears his throat, his tail tugging you closer to him. "Fuck...that was hot," he smirks, leaning in, his nose brushing against yours. "Seriously? I give you this long speech and thats what you have to say?" You roll your eyes playfully, smacking his shoulder lightly. Leona's laughter rumbles in his throat as a hand gently holds onto the back of your neck, pulling you in for a kiss. Despite his rough exterior, his kisses are gentle, his lips molding against yours. His other hand finds its way to your waist, holding you in place as you straddle his hips.

The two of you part for air, small gasps can be heard between you. You wrap your arms around his neck as you settle next to him, head nestled in his neck. Leona adjusts his position into a more comfortable one, his chin resting against the top of your head. The two of you lay in silence, the only audible sound being the occasional breeze that ruffles the curtains. Slowly you find yourself falling into the embrace of sleep.

"Herbivore?" You hear his voice above you. "Mhmm?" you mumble sleepily, feeling your eyes drooping.

"....I love you." You smile, hearing his words, before drifting off.

Ensuring that you're asleep, Leona leans over, kissing your forehead, watching your sleeping face. "....Thank you for being in my life.....and for not giving up on me," he whispers, before settling against you and drifting off himself.

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