#it´s because i couldn´t sleep the last two days

[sebfreak]

social anxiety is kicking in really hard... 

[sabine-smitten-obviously]

And YOU will feel healed of the last 15

... when you read this fic. That is, as long as you suffered from an abandonement wound like i did.

Ello lovelies, i have another wonderful fanfic-rec for you! 🤓

But you are an ocean by @ineffably-good

Coverart by @ineffableclassics

What it is about:

After Aziraphale's defection, Crowley tries to figure out how to live life for himself.

Notes:

Ok so, the end of season two broke me. Figured I was maybe done writing stories about these two after that. And yet, several hours later, a sentence appeared in my head, and then this happened. Guessing at chapter totals… I'm finding I like the idea of Crowley going off in a different direction than what I'd initially expect. Not just raging, not sleeping for a century, but actually trying to move on. And why the hell shouldn't he just move to the South Downs by himself? So here we are.

What i like about it:

🩷This fic doesn´t jump in on pushing the story - their story - forward. Instead it goes a totally different path. A quite big part of it is dedicated to Crowley mending the pieces of his broken heart. It´s endearing, it´s breathtaking and it will have you cry. Not only for Crowley but for every single person who ever had to endure heartbreak.

🩷Fun fact no.1: in real life I am a relationship-coach specialised in toxic relationships and heartbreak. And the way Crowley´s heartbreak is described couldn´t be any more accurate. Every thought, every pain, every action he takes, the strength it costs him, the weight of it all - its written absolutely to the point. I could have copied several pages for the "most beloved quote".

🩷So Crowley tries to build a life for himself. Not just living without the angel and rotting in a pit, but really trying to carve out a nice little existence for himself. He is doing his work, he is healing and you can follow along with him, as he learns to build at least new "friendships" - though he would never call it that himself, thanks a lot.

🩷This healing-journey takes quite some time and somewhere in the middle of it i started to think - he could do it. He COULD heal his hurt, mourn the loss and still somehow at least live a life on his own. Maybe feeling the missing part of himself for the rest of his existence, but not being miserable about it the whole time. And that is a thought - a wish - i would have for my dark angel.

I could see him living that life and at one point i almost thought - i would love to see how that would´ve played out for him. A life without Aziraphale. What connections would Crowley have made? How would he have coped with the loss of those humanly connections lifespan after lifespan? Would he have relocated each century? Would he have moved to Australia and learned surfing at one time? Would he have become a timelord and travelled - i mean seriously, Crowley could do that probably?

But you, my dear, are an ocean.

And oceans are ancient

And can survive everything,

Even the wrath of weather and planets.

-- Nikita Gill

SPOILERS AHEAD - if you don´t want to know the plot, stop reading here.

Stop reading if you dont want spoilers!

Ok - you´ve been warned! Here we go: 🤗

🩷Fun fact no.2: I actually downloaded this fic some time ago but had another fic in mind i wanted to start next. So after i finished the last one (also really brilliant, i wrote a rec on it too), i started my e-reader the next day, THIS fic was already open instead on page 1. Huh?

I have absolutely no idea how this is possible, but i DO believe in hints-of-the-universe. Or little demonic miracles on their own. Because i needed this fic.

🩷Because of course - this is a Good Omens fanfic and eventually the other angel arrives. And without giving away to much: Aziraphale has to fight for Crowley. A long long time. He has to be steadfast and consistent and earn the trust of his has-been-companion-for-millenia. Nothing is a given any more.

And i am NOT saying that this is what Aziraphale needs to do or that he was wrong in any way. (The fic doesnt say that either by the way.) But what cracked ME personally about the last 15 was my own abandonement-wound which got triggered massively. I felt retraumatised even.

So reading and feeling that Crowley does not jump on the next best possibility to be back with the angel was a big thing. Having the Angel slowly earning his trust and simply showing up again and again - I needed that. I needed Crowley to take his time, not be the sick lovefool he is often proclaimed to be. For him to have doubts, to feel conflicted, to feel love and the need to self-preserve at the same time.

All these ambiguities we all have. And to take the steps with him. Watch the turning point, when the fear of losing Aziraphale again becomes less and less and the fear of wasting time gets stronger. Taking one step at a time, sometimes even backwards. All those things, typical for a healing process, which is never straight forward but most of the time a rollercoaster instead. I loved this. I needed this. I could sit back, breathe and watch my own heart grow. Just. Wow.

Most beloved quote:

So if you feel like maybe you need a fic in which Aziraphale really shows up and cares while Crowley really takes his time to learn to trust again... And not because one of them has been an idiot, but to experience them both learning and growing together ... and that might be something for your own healing journey, this might be just THE fic for you. I absolutely loved it and so will you.

Reading is therapy! 🤗

[ronniethemoonandsun]

Love Unholyc Walkthrough (William)

Season 3 | Destiny.

13th Day

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08:00

Liam´s bed

Chat room: William

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You should call me honey!

How did you know?! +William

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Liam, are you jealous?

Did anyone tell you to leave? +William

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Because I´m embarrassed... !

Why did Liam go like that, then? +William

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I want Liam to stop looking for a way to break the curse

Liam, did you even sleep? +William

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I wonder what Liam´s ideal type is!

I wonder how many Unholycs Liam dated! +William

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Do you think Eater´s alright? +Eater

How much does Liam think I love Liam? +William

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...That´s a disaster. Hearing that makes me anticipate the night already. (any option is fine)

We only have 5 days left of days like this, right? (any option is fine)

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10:21

Seal

Chat room: Shallote, William

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Huh? Wedding? (any option is fine)

Shasha! Are you feeling better?! (any option is fine)

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We´re done proposing, so don´t worry, Shasha!

We´ll be fine after 5 days too, so don´t worry Shasha! +William

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Calm down, Shasha...! Liam is doing his best. +William

Isn´t there something that I can do?

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Thank you everyone. (any option is fine)

Honestly, I don´t want Liam or anyone to overdo themselves because of me... (any option is fine)

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Of course, don´t worry!

Liam´s by my side, so I´ll be fine! +William

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12:39

Lovey-dovey

Visual Novel: William

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So you should just not leave my side. +William

S-shall I give you something?!

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But our Liam is the most bad-tempered of them all, right? +William

What the hell do butler do...?

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Why was I a lady, and not a princess?

Liam was a king, but weren´t you betrothed or have a fiancée? +William

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Liam, are all butlers normally this good at self management? +William

Liam, does Pierce wear perfume to copy you?

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14:50

Loosened tie

Visual Novel: Jung Hi, William

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Who... Are you?

Are you... With Hi? +Jung Hi

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I´m sorry, for making the two of you meet so suddenly...

It´s not something you should thank me for. Please say it to Hi. + Jung Hi

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I´m sorry. (any option is fine)

Thank you. (any optiion is fine)

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16:36

I had one too

Chat room: Jung Hi, Leo, Sol

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It´s Sol who worries about Hi in the end.

Hi really did his meet his birth mother, Leo, Sol. +Jung Hi

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Don´t worry, Sol. Hi isn´t downcast, he´s just more mature. +Sol

He only met his birth mother last night, so he must still be shocked... +Jung Hi

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It looks like Sol doesn´t want to regard Eater as his enemy. +Sol

Eater isn´t... My enemy, at least. +Eater

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Looks like Hi is affectionate because he takes after his mom.

Maybe she faintly knew that Eaters isn´t actually our enemy... +Eater

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Yeah, I want to give Hi a chance to say it. +Jung Hi

Hi would tell it better than I would.

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18:27

What we each need to do

Chat room: Jung Hi, Sol, Leo

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You look happy, Hi? +Jung Hi

Everyone was waiting for Hi!

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It looked like Mrs Yeon really loved Hi. +Jung Hi

Thank you for trying for me, Hi.

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Shouldn´t you listen to the contents and then accept...!

I´m so thankful to you three from a very long time ago to now... +William

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Sol, the back world... Is okay to use something like that? +Sol

Leo, it could be more dangerous than you think...! +Leo

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20:45

Ties to meet again

Visual Novel: Leo, Agni, Dorian Gray

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21:19

People who were once friends

Visual Novel: Leo, Sol, Jung Hi, Third

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22:33

William´s three people

Visual Novel: William

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Are you sad that it´s related to me, but Liam couldn´t do it? +William

Are you worries I might become fond of those three people because of this event?

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I´m sorry, I´m just worried for the three people so right now is a bit...

I´m sorry, I keep thinking about Yeon so now is a bit... +William

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Did you feel glad?

Were you sad? +William

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23:00

How to forget your worries

Visual Novel: William

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Yeah, I can´t stop worrying about the three people. +William

No, I´ll stop since Liam seems more worried about me.

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Hug me from behind. +William

Hug me as you look at my face.

[firsttimewriter92]

Everything Black Part 1.

This is a Post Azkaban Sirius Black x fem! reader (Muggle) fic I came up with. This is the first time I´m writing something like this and posting it, so let me know if you have any suggestions as to how I can improve my writing. I am not a native speaker so please keep that in mind :) Please, please don´t copy my work. If you want to repost, please do. I would love it if you tagged me, though :)

Warnings: canon typical violance, No smut or angst so far (will eventually happen) This is a slow burn, folks. Maybe because I am obsessed with details.

Word count: 1.800

Summary: One strange night, a man known as Albus Dumbledore decides that it was you, who was the perfect fit to make a certain someones life more comfortable. Your own life nothing but a grey veil, you decide to humor the wizard and let youself be introduced to a world so far away from yours.

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Shoulders hunched and hands in your pockets, you ran across the cobbled street and up the antient stairs to a higher level street. There, in the safety of an overlooking roof you stopped to catch your breath. The ice cold wind was going right through you and you tried to keep your toes warm by lightly jumping up and down. As you pulled your hat lower over your freezing ears you could see other people hurrying left and right to get home as quickly as possible. You imagined their lives for a second. Were they going home to their families? Would they enter a warm, welcoming flat or house with people waiting for them; smiles on their faces? Or do they hurry back to a cold, fairly furnished flat with florescent lighting and a leaking water tab? Because that´s where you were headed.

With a sigh and your forehead in wrinkles you hunched your shoulders again to brace yourself for the cold and darted off again. Only three more turns and you would wind up in the dingey little alley where a small flight of steps would take you down to your lovely home. You scoffed at the thought. Being alone for most of your life, well we do not count the 16 years you spent with your emotionally absent father, you just did not know why a home should be any less than four walls to return to just to sleep. That is why you spent all day either working or wandering about the city. It was quite nice in spring and summer. And given, even the low hanging fog on a quiet autumn day gave this antient town a form of mystery that many a writer has already been intrigued by. But in winter, the harsh, cold winds and the rain that could not decide if it wanted to be snow or not, was nothing short of unpleasant.

You rounded the last corner to your flat when you saw something so unnormal, your feet rooted themselves to the ground. There, in your alley, adorned with rubbish cans and an ever present smell of anything old, stood tree people, two facing the other one. All three had one arm extended and were pointing…chopsticks at each other. Nonsense, you scolded yourself. Those cannot be chopsticks. Why would tree grown people point chopsticks at each other? Rather menacingly in fact. How absurd. The wind was howling stronger now and before you could ask those tree figures what in the devils name they were up to, you heard a loud crack. The very second you heard it, something green shot out the tip of whatever it was one of them was holding. Maybe fireworks? Those were your last thoughts before there, in your little alley all hell broke loose.

Suddenly you found yourself in a state of panic. You ducked behind a rubbish can as more and more cracks and loud bangs filled the air. Wherever these lights would crash into, something was destroyed. Some of them even ricochet off the walls causing debris to fall onto the street. You couldn´t think. The heat of the lights that crashed close to your hiding spot lead you to duck even deeper into the shadows and rubble. Now you even heard someone scream something. Almost like an order but you couldn´t make it out. And as suddenly as the lights appeared, destroying walls and trash cans, there was silence. No more lights. Smoke and dust clung to the air as you let down your arms that you had wrapped over your head for protection. As if that would have helped any, you thought. Knowing only one thing, stay where you are, your breathing was hard and you could feel your throat burn from not being able to make a sound. Or so you thought.

You heard steps coming closer. Oh that´s just grand. The other guy probably dead and now, it´s my turn. Why has no one sent for the police yet? Someone must have heard the ruckus. True, it was already late at night but still!

You crouched in your spot, waiting for something to happen. Your heart pounding in your ears, waiting. You could feel a presence right next to you. Staring ahead with wide eyes you did not want to look up at the person who was probably about to end your life.

„Excuse me, Miss. Would you happen to have a Mint?“

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Your head snapped up when you heard the question. Your eyes were met by piercing blues behind halfmoon spectacles and a kind smile. Before you stood an old man with a long white beard and hair. He was tall, wearing the strangest clothes you had ever seen. A long dark maroon robe clung to his shoulders and you could make out the trousers of a needle stripe suit. Dumbfounded, you blinked up at the man who was kindly smiling at you.

„What? “, you asked, still staring. „I was wondering if you have a mint on you. You see, problem solving tends to give me a bad taste in my mouth. “The man smiled and put both hands on your upper arms to help you stand up. Patting the dust from your legs you eyed him from the side. „Sorry. I´m afraid I cannot help you with that" you said in a bit of a wiry tone. The man just smiled. „Ah, a shame. Well, at least the problem got solved “. You looked around. The three people that just a minute ago were trying to end each other were gone. You looked the alley up and down but there was no sign of them. Thank the heavens but it also made you incredibly uneasy. What did that old man do? They quite literally vanished.

Said man was currently watching your every move. Already an idea brewing in his mind. He knew he had only two options with you. One of them solely possible because he was, who he was.

„What did you do to them? And what where they doing with those…sticks anyway? They nearly blasted my head off! “You turned to the man and with every word your voice got a little higher. „Yes, well. It seems these tree gentlemen had a disagreement and- “„Yea, no shit“, you scoffed. The older man's eyes twinkled at that. „And were dueling to see who would win the argument“, he said as if giving this explanation was his daily business. You raised your eyebrows. „Dueling? Like they did 100 years ago? Only with, I don´t know…laser shooting sticks? What in all the gods' names is going on here?“, you asked exasperatedly. The man chuckled. He knew now which option he would take. „I can assure you it has nothing to do with lasers. Although that would be an easy answer for you, no, that was not it. These men where dueling with…wands.“ He waited a little to end his sentence for dramatic effect. You looked at him incredulously. „Wands?“ you repeated in a low voice. Before he could answer you started grinning. This soon ended in you almost doubling over holding your stomach. Surely this was a joke, or the shock finally caught up to you.

The older man lightly laughed along with you. „Miss, I am delighted to see that you find this information only half as shocking as I expected you to, but I am afraid we need to relocate sooner rather than later“ he chuckled. „W-what do you m-mean?“ you asked still gasping for air and wiping your eyes. „You are absolutely bonkers. I am not going anywhere with you. I am going home! Wands…next thing you are going to tell me is that they were wizards“. Still wheezing a bit, you turned around and walked off towards your flat. „Maybe you should start believing in the unbelievable a little bit more, Miss. I am guessing working in a Bar and walking around the city can become kind of dull.“ You stopped in your tracks and slowly turned around. The feeling of having to prove yourself yet again made its painful way up your throat. „Sir, let me make one thing clear“, you sneered, taking a couple steps towards him. „I do not know how you know this about me nor do I particularly care. But I did not leave my old life behind for another old man to tell me how to live it! You want me to believe that magic is real? That I just witnessed it! Fine, fine. Prove it to me then!“ Why did you sound so desperate at the end? This was an utter joke.

The old man reached into his long robes and produced yet another wand. You looked at it skeptically. Without a word the old man flung the wand though the air. Your eyes widened when from the tip, silvery smoke erupted. First it was without shape, and it still could have been some sort of trick. But then in front of you, in the air made of silvery smoke, hovered a large bird flapping its wings slowly. It had very long tailfeathers. Slowly it rose above your heads and started to fly around you, gathering speed. You twisted and turned as to not lose sight of it. It was gorgeous. The next moment it was slowing down and disappearing into thin air. Your heart pounded, but not out of fear as it did a few minutes ago, but because of sheer excitement and childish joy. „Was that...? I only ever saw drawings. It´s a mythical creature!“ you whisper-yelled looking at the man. His eyes were fixed on you the whole time. „Mythical for you. Yes, that was a phoenix,“ he said calmly. „Believe me when I tell you, you were in grave danger when you entered this alley. And I cannot say if there are others about. So, I would like to see you save. And I cannot see you save here.“ He gestured to the rubble on the ground and the blast holes in the walls. You looked around as well. Was this your life? Did you want this to be everything there is? The answer was clear to you. The opportunity was standing right in front of you. So, you looked at the man with a stern expression, nodded your head once and took the last few steps until you were right in front of him. He smiled a brilliant smile and moved to stay beside you. „I am very relieved you see reason, Miss. Now, please hold onto my arm and close your eyes. The first time can be quite uncomfortable.“ You looked up to him with raised eyebrows and with a last, what in the gods' names am I doing here, you grabbed his arm. „I am _____ by the way“, you said quietly before closing your eyes. „It is my utmost pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss ____. “That was all you could hear before your stomach turned.

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Let me know if you liked it so far :) Should I post the second chapter? Many more beloved characters will be introduced in this one.

[rinhoewns]

Calling You Clingy

INCLUDES: Bokuto Koutaro.

A/N: okay idk why im so obsessed w/ hurt/comfort, its just so satisfying to read. btw, i think i'll make this a series since im not that busy so yeaaaahhhh. (grammatical errors ahead!!!)

"Baby, can you not go practice tomorrow? Please?" you asked Bokuto, your long time boyfriend. You started dating him in high school, third year.

"You know I can't." he said, looking at his phone. You sighed, getting sad. Tomorrow is a special day for the both of you, its your anniversary.

"But its our anniversary," you said, "and by the time you get home, its already midnight, our anniversary is done already."

You looked at him, he was frowning.

"We're always together when its our anniversary Y/N, can't I pass tomorrow? Its not like you'll die when I don't celebrate it with you, you know." now you were the one who is frowning.

"Our relationship works with us two being in it Kou, I can't just celebrate it alone, I'm not the only one in this relationship." your whole body was now turned to him.

He groaned, now getting annoyed at you. He can't skip practice tomorrow just because its your anniversary, what kind of excuse is that?

"Listen, I can´t skip practice just because its our anniversary." he said, looking at you "you know me, volleyball has always been my top priority other than you."

You sighed, not really getting his attitude right now. Why is he like this?

“Kou, I´m sorry okay? I know its getting childish already, my reason is childish,” you forced out a smile, “I understand you baby, I`ll sleep now, goodnight.”

You stood up, this conversation with your boyfriend made you sad. You just wanted to celebrate your anniversary together with him. But you also know that what you said was wrong, you were selfish in that part, you admit.

You just decided that you will just celebrate it with him once he gets home from volleyball practice.

You were now laying comfortably on your side of the bed, you were facing the wall, not wanting to see Bokuto before you sleep.

You heard the door creek open. Your boyfriend was now laying down beside you, you heard him scoff before he spoke.

“Now you´re sleeping with your back on me? The fuck, Its not my fault your getting so fucking clingy recently,” tears started to form on your eyes, “like give me some space, damn.” 

A lone tear fell from your eyes. You did not expect your argument would come to this, him, telling you that you´re so clingy when in fact your not. Well, maybe you are but its because you missed him.

He´s been pouring all his attention to volleyball that he sometimes forget to give you some time, to make you feel how loved you are. You missed him so much.

You heard him sigh.

“Okay, I´m sorry about calling you clingy, let´s forget our conversation tonight and celebrate our anniversary tomorrow night, what do you say?” you wanted to laugh sarcastically. How can he just say that so casually after making your heart ache?

“Yeah, sure.” after that, you forced yourself to fall asleep,

The next morning you woke up late. You couldn´t sleep a wink last night, you were up all night, thinking about what Bokuto said.

You were sitting in your bed when you decided to spend the whole day outside. Not wanting to see Bokuto tonight even tho you promised that you will celebrate your anniversary when he gets home.

How can you celebrate your anniversary together after what happened last night? You were still mad. Mad because he called you clingy, mad because you let his words affect your feelings. 

Yes, you told him that you would celebrate later when he comes home but why would you? What for? Anniversaries are just dates in the calendar, why give it so much meaning? 

Just like what he said, you won´t die when he doesn´t celebrate it with you even just for once. 

You called Kaori, your friend since high school. You asked her if you could spend the night at her apartment. You wanted to forget the pain, maybe after this you can talk to Bokuto without anger and pain in your heart.

“Thank you for making me stay for the night, Kaori.” you said, you were now sitting in her couch. She welcomed you wholeheartedly that you felt like crying.

“What are friends for?” she chuckled. You pouted while looking at her. You still remembered how she introduced you to Bokuto back in high school.

She´s the reason why you met Bokuto. She kept on pushing you to try and talk to him, that maybe he´s ´The One´. Whenever you two are talking, she would always take the chance and insert Bokuto in your conversation.

You always thanked her, you wanted to always thank her about what she did because she was right. Bokuto is the one that is made for you.

“Y/N... about our phone call earlier, why were you sobbing?” she asked ever so lightly like you would break when she asked you. You stood up and you went to her.

You hugged her. Your hurt felt so heavy since your fight with your boyfriend but when you hugged your friend, the heaviness decreased.  It wasn´t gone, it was still there but atleast the pain subsided.

You went to sit again in the couch. When the both of you were comfortably sitted, you opened up to her. You told her about the fight, the way Bokuto talked to you last night, and how he called you clingy.

She was frowning the whole time you were talking. You knew just by looking at her that she was annoyed, that she didn´t liked how Bokuto treated you.

“But he isn´t hurting you, right?” you were about to shake your head when she spoke again.

“I know he can´t and he won´t ever hurt you physically but still, what he did last night was wrong,” she sighed, “I get your point, I also get his point but his time for you, he needs to manage his time for you.”

Kaori held your hand. You were crying, you couldn´t take the pain that was in your heart right now. The pain came back, striking you like thunder when you opened up to her.

“I-I understand him, I do-don´t want to anger h-him more.”

She hugged you tightly. She was even rubbing your back, she wanted to comfort you because one thing she hated seeing was you crying your heart out. 

“Shh, stay the night here alright? You can sleep in the guest room, just please stop crying.” you saw here looking at you worriedly. You nod.

You just hope Bokuto will be fine being alone at your shared house tonight. You know how Bokuto doesn´t like sleeping alone in bed but he needs to get used to it, even just for tonight.

Bokuto went home straight from training. He was parking his car when he noticed that the lights in your house was turned off, it was dark.

“What? Is she surprising me with something?” that thought made him feel giddy inside.

He knows that you were angry. He also knows that you heard him calling you clingy last nght.

He opened the door to your house, opened the light, ready to be surprised by you when he saw nothing. He was still standing there, waiting for you to come out of your shared bedroom or maybe the kitchen when seconds turned into minutes.

“Y/N?” he called, walking inside, “Babe, its not funny, you can show yourself now.”

But there was no response from you. He didn´t hear you laughing at him, he didn´t felt your presence. Where were you?

He looked at the clock that was on your wall, it was already 10:41 in the evening, its so not like you to be out this late, well, without him that is. 

He took his phone, he dialled your number. He waited for you to answer his call but you did not. Maybe you´re busy? 

He tried to call you again but to no avail, you never answered. He already called you for more than 30 times now, he knows you were receiving his calls but why weren´t you answering? He´s worried for fuck sake!

Bokuto gave up on calling you so he just messaged you instead, maybe you would reply.

[ hey, where are you? ] 10:53 pm

[ baby please answer my calls :( ] 10:53 pm.

[ okay you don´t want to i know but please reply to my messages ] 10:55 pm.

[ baby :(((( ] 10:55 pm.

[ atleast tell me where you are???? ] 10:58 pm.

[ c´mon y/n stop it, im worried for heaven´s sake ] 10:59 pm.

[ you still have an hour to get back home woman, we´re celebrating our anniversary ] 11:00 pm.

[ im waiting for a pretty lady to open the door right now ] 11:08 pm.

[ i bought your favorite cake!!! ] 11:38 pm.

[ y/n, come back home please ] 11:49 pm.

[ happy anniversary baby, i hope your safe, i love you. ] 11:55 pm.

You were sobbing. You´re crying your eyes out after reading your boyfriend`s messages. 

“I´m going home, I can´t sleep another night without cuddling him.” you gathered your things and went to the living room where Kaori was.

“Oh Y/N? Where are you going?” she asked, surprised to see your crying face. You were clutching your phone in your chest when she looked at it, “Okay, get home safely, alright?”

You quickly nodded, hugging her first before bidding goodbye.

Bokuto was lost in his thoughts, he just finished crying inside the bathroom earlier while taking a dump. He just can´t stop thinking about you.

He was about to turn off the light in the living room when the front door opened, revealing his lovely girlfriend.

“Y/N..“ he stood there like a statue. He was just looking at you, not wanting to take his eyes off of you.

“I hate you so goddamn much. Koutaro.“ you walked towards him.

You stood right in front of him. Tears were flowing down your cheeks nonstop, same as him, he was also crying.

He can´t beleive that you were here. right in front of him, crying. Just like what his heart told him, he pulled you into a hug. 

He was kissing your temple over and over again, you didn`t mind tho because you missed feeling of his kisses. You missed his hugs. You missed this, you missed him, so so so much that no words can explain what you feel right now.

“God I`m so sorry about what I did to you last night, I`m so sorry.” he was repeating the word `sorry` as if his life depends on it.

“I-I know h-how s-s-orry you are Bok--“

“Its Kou to you,” he cutted you off, he kissed your forehead this time, “Where have you been? I kept on calling you, I was worried.”

You sniffled before speaking, he wiped the tears that was on your cheeks.

“I was with Kaori all day.” you said.

“She hates me right now, doesn´t she?” you laughed, making him smile.

He pulled you into a hug again, you nuzzled your face onto his chest. You missed his warmth. You felt complete again, being with him makes you feel complete.

“So, let`s celebrate our anniversary?” he asked, with a warm smile on your face, you nodded.

“It isn´t too late to celebrate, its only 12:41 in the morning.“ you chuckled. Yes, its already late, in fact, your anniversary is already over but what about it, right?

Atleast now you´re okay, he's okay. Anniversaries are just numbers to other people but when you are with the person whom you will celebrate it with, you cannot call its `numbers`, its more than that.

REBLOGS/INTERACTIONS ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED!

[random-yandere-fandom]

Hey, can I request a Platonic Yandere!Melodias with a child he had with Elizabeth before she died? Sorry if you don't do platonics!

Of course you can! I hope you like it! I don`t have any experience with writing platonic yanderes and before I knew it I had written more than I had planned for the backstory, so... this is all that happens before the main story of Seven Deadly Sins. Btw. I`m gonna assume you meant the first time Elizabeth died.

Platonic yandere Meliodas with his child

So it`s very likely that the first few months you had both, your mother and your father. There was a war raging on but they still somehow managed to drown you in love and affection. Your parents were very protective of you back then, too. You were a hybrid and while many people of Stigma could ignore your demon genes, especially because your mother is Elizabeth, there were still a lot of glares sent your way. Nevertheless you were raised with much care and love.  

You were barely a few months old when Elizabeth was murdered and both your parents cursed. Meliodas woke up to your confused cries only to discover Elizabeth’s corpse holding your small body in her arms protectively. How you got there was a mystery, they had made sure that you were safe and secure while they would fight, not only for themselves or peace but for your right to exist. He was devastated, grief washing over him as he had to take you from her, what he assumed, last embrace. 

He wandered aimlessly for a while, making sure you were well-fed and in good health, playing with you and hoping that he`d make a good parent. You were his only source of joy and he almost burst into tears when you said your first words, took your first steps or did just about anything. Hide and seek or tag were ordinary pastimes, but your sparkling eyes and joy were contagious and Meliodas found himself enjoying such regularities. When he talked to others he was almost always asking for tips on parenting or where the next food source was. Meliodas never staid long with these people, fearing that they`d somehow harm you. However, he let you play with animals he deemed safe. Should they try anything funny he`ll simply send them a glare, frightening them into obedience.   

It was about that time that he met Elizabeth`s first reincarnation. He was carrying you and when you pointed up, babbling and laughing, he followed your gaze to meet hers. Happiness, relief, glee. Those feelings overwhelmed him and before he knew it he tried to hug her with one arm, balancing you on the other. The rejection was harsh, but he managed to stick by her side. Whenever he had doubts that this wasn`t really Elizabeth he would simply watch her play with you, the two of you having naturally bonded in no time and his doubts would disappear. Meliodas and Elizabeth fell in love again and all seemed well. 

You grew up well in the warrior tribe your mother belonged to. They treated you well, even though you couldn`t help feeling isolated from them with the way your father would sometimes usher you away from them. But it was fine, you were happy. Meliodas would train you on how to control your powers as well as how to defend yourself while Elizabeth showed you how to distinguish between plants and how to cook. You knew that you had lived off of meals made by your father before but you feared the day that would ever happen again. So you studied how to save any dish, no matter how horrible. 

You were a few years older now and you noticed something off about your father. There seemed a sadness to him, one you only understood later on. You were already entrusted with the secret of your mothers rebirth and you had no problem with that, you were simply grateful, happy that you had a close bond with her despite her not remembering your earliest months and I mean, you didn`t either. 

When Elizabeth showed signs of regaining her old power both you and Meliodas were elated. Only later did you two realise that it wasn`t a joyful occasion as you watched your mother die in front of you. Before you knew it your father had covered your vision, holding you close as tears streamed from both of your eyes. You were a happy family, so why had your mother died again? 

Going back to wandering, you and your father were alone again. He was spoiling you, anything you wanted you got, being showered with affection and praise was the norm. When there was something threatening you, Meliodas took care of it swiftly. Only sometimes would he search for an enemy for you to fight together, though he`d make sure you wouldn`t even be so much as grazed. You wouldn`t get attached to anyone else, leaving the new place before any ties could be made. Your dad made sure that no one would dare to get close to you. 

By the time you met your mother’s second reincarnation you were a teenager and it was quite the experience. People would assume you and your father to be siblings and you never stayed long enough to correct them. You couldn`t do that here. No, not if you wanted to have your mother-daughter relationship. So the two of you decided to tell her that the both of you weren`t human, you wouldn`t tell her what exactly you were but yes, Meliodas was in fact your father. And later on yes, you`d love to call her mom.

It didn`t take long for the curse to activate and by the third reincarnation you and your father became aware of its full extend. You had a mental breakdown, damned to watch your mother die over and over again. Meliodas wasn`t feeling any better but he comforted you nonetheless. He never wanted to see you in that state again but he couldn`t bring himself to forbid you and him to seek out Elizabeth. So he promised you that day that you two would never separate, that he`d be by your side forever. 

Like this, centuries passed. You would meet your mom, sometimes even as a child, spend some happy years together before she was taken from you again. Your father would always make sure to be there for you but he was hesitant to letting you make any acquaintances. there were only few exceptions to who you could interact with regularly. One would be Merlin who you soon viewed as part of your family, an older sister figure of sorts. 

Life was fine, the two of you living with Liz in a small kingdom, Meliodas was a well respected knight and you were his apprentice, going with the story of you two being siblings. Until Fraudrin appeared, at least. He took you by surprise, injuring you and murdering Liz. Your dad went ballistic and the next thing you knew you were in Liones, your mother`s next reincarnation being nothing more than a small child. 

From then on you were only allowed to walk around with at least one of the other sins. You weren`t an official member but you accompanied them and occasionally fought alongside them. One of their orders was to never let you get hurt and they followed that one almost religiously unless they wanted their cheerful Capatain to turn livid and everything close by wiped of the face of earth. 

When the country turned against you knights and Merlin sealed his powers you just barely managed to get him out of there and into a cave where you met a new companion, the talking and ever hungry Hawk. Planning to reunite with the momentarily disbanded group you opened a tavern, your father in charge of drinks and serving while you cooked, refusing to let anyone taste the hell your father called edible and he didn`t argue, preferring to keep you from those drunkards either way. . 

Work starting in the evening and ending late at night, gathering any kind of information before going to sleep and then spending some quality time with your father which included hunting ingredients for various dishes. It was peaceful for a few years but before you knew it you stood across from someone in quite the impressive armor, Meliodas shielding you protectively. Anyway, that`s how you met your mother again.   

[isabellabrodar]

Comfort✖️JJ Maybank✖️

word count: 1277

warnings: none

jj maybank x reader

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I had watched the fire go out until the cold started to creep in and I forced myself to lay down between Sarah and Kie, the sand even colder on my body.

We had been stranded for almost a week now but still weren`t able to build some kind of hut or tent, anything to keep out the clawing hands of the cold nights breeze.

I tried to listen to the waves that were still beating onto the island, but the sound didn`t calm me tonight. It almost drove me mad. I got up again, trying not to get any sand on the others and wake them up, successfully it seemed. The two girls were still sleeping with a peaceful look on their faces. You could even go as far and call this their dream life.

There was a big rock right at the shore which we usually laid our clothes out on in order to dry them. But it was empty now so I sat down, feet dangling and barely touching the water as some of the left over heat from the stone crept up my body.

This was the dream life, the dream life of a Pogue. Surfing all day, sitting by the campfire at night, no one around but the five people you`re closest to. But why did it feel so wrong to me then? After everything we have been through, John B almost being convicted of murder, Sarah almost dying, Pope almost dying, escaping Rafe on the Costal Venture, this should´ve been a relief.

„I would ask you if you can`t sleep but that seems too obvious.“

I broke my stare away from the ocean and looked up to the blonde boy now standing next to me.

„You know that sneaking up on people when they`re contemplating life isn`t polite, right?“ I tried to force a smile on my lips but I knew that he could see how tired I was. He always saw.

„What`s wrong?“ His voice was quiet and it reminded me of all the conversations we had after we thought John B and Sarah had died. We would stay up all night and sit next to each other on the beach or just the porch of the cottage, almost like right now.

„This is our life right?“

„Seems like it. Y/N, what`s going on?“ He sat down right next to me, our legs were touching and he was looking at me as I turned my head back towards the crashing waves.

„I just want to go to school, JJ. I want to leave every morning at the same time, meet you guys in the afternoon, go home to have dinner with my family and do it all over again the next day.“ My hands had started to shake a little and my breath became shallow.

„That sounds kinda boring if I am being honest.“ His blue eyes wandered from my face to my hands and he added: „You can still have that life back. We just need some time to figure it out.“

And there it was. The moment something broke in me and I knew that no one would be able to fix it.

„I can`t do this anymore, J. I am not like Kie who doesn`t need her family because she has you guys. I am not like Pope who just manages to push his college plans a little further into the future. And I am not like you, JJ. I can`t be that optimistic all the time and try to come up with another risky and definitely stupid plan. I just want to feel at home again.“

Tears were now running down my face and my best friend didn`t hesitate to pull my body into his. The crying turned into sobbing, which I tried to keep quiet to not wake the others. No need for everyone to see me break down. My head was pressed into JJ`s chest and I felt it move as he started talking slowly.

„We are your family. I am your family, Y/N. If you want it or not I am there for you and I promise, I will get you back to your normal life, ok? I would do anything for you.“ His words made me look up at him.

„You know it hurts me to see you like this. I mean, I don`t really understand your feelings…This is heaven for me, but…“ He stopped talking when he saw the hint of a smile on my face.

„Thank you, J. Even I don`t understand my feelings.“ I paused a second to think. „I am happy when I am with you. All of you, I mean. But I just haven`t felt safe and at home in a long time.“

JJ`s arms were still around me when I noticed that I felt warm for the first time since leaving the Costal Venture. The sound of the waves was merely noticeable anymore. My breathing was hitching up again when JJ looked me in the eyes. His hands had moved from my shoulders to my cheeks and he gently wiped away some of my tears.

„Can I kiss you?“ I could hear the hesitation in his words.

I broke the eye contact and looked at my hands, which were shaking even worse now. Have I expected him to aks that, to feel this way about me? Definitely not. Have I wanted him to? Since we met in third grade and he punched a kid in the face for stealing my bracelet.

„I don`t think that`s a good idea, J. The others wouldn`t approve, especially with all of us trapped on an island.“

„I don`t give a shit about what the others think and I know neither do you.“ He let his hands fall into his lap. I couldn`t read the look on his face but I knew that I hurt him. And he knew that I was just making up an excuse.

„Sorry, I just think we shouldn`t, J.“

All of our friends knew that there was something more between me and JJ. I was the only person who was allowed to clean the cuts on his cheek after JJ went home to his father and when we were all grieving John B`s death, we usually turned to each other. We didn`t always talk. Sometimes he would just hold me when we went to sleep and I would tell him that everything was alright once he would wake up from the same nightmare every night.

„Can we go to sleep, please?“ I had gotten up quickly, holding myself now in an attempt to get back some of the warmth he had given me.

JJ understood that I wasn`t just asking to go back to our camp, I was asking for him to hold me again. And even though he was hurt after I rejected the idea of us as a couple, JJ got up as well, took my hand and we started walking back to our friends, who were sprawled out next to the small, burnt pile of wood.

When I lay down on the ground like before, I didn`t feel each sand corn and I didn`t hear the beating waves on the shore. I just felt JJ`s body behind me, his chest pressed against my back and one arm thrown over my stomach.

I wispered a small „Thank you“ and closed my eyes. The last thing I felt before finally falling asleep was a kiss on my bare shoulder. It was just a quick peck but I knew that he loved me just as much as I loved him. I wasn`t ready to reveal that to him, though.

✖️I am thinking about writing a second part, but I am not sure yet. Hope you like it. I just loved the idea of this scene and JJ being the readers home without her realizing

[holykillercake]

Tap Dancer Fish

word count: 1.5k

summary: Zoro´s haramaki is falling apart and he can´t find another one to buy. You decide to crochet him one before he kills someone. 

highlight: ¨You must be tired... stupid marimo.¨

notes: This was an anon request for a fluff where they have a s/o that made them a thing with crochet and how they would react. This is 1/3 of the request, we´re starting with Zoro <3 

𝕷𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖘, 𝖗𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖘, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊!

¨Any luck?¨ you asked without taking your eyes from the city guide, even with the rowdy sound of the metal chair scratching the brick sidewalk. 

¨No.¨ 

¨Need any help?¨ you tried to hide your smirk by sipping your coffee. 

¨No.¨

¨Well,¨ you closed the map and placed it on the table ¨I still have some errands to run. I´ll take a look around, see if I can find it. ¨ 

¨Thank you.¨

You placed a hand on his chest and gave him a quick peck on the lips before making your way back to your tasks. 

The Strawhats had docked on a Spring Island called Gardenia. It reminded you of Dressrosa, but without the talking toys and mad king. The houses and stores were all painted a shade of green or brown, but what made it extraordinary to the eyes - and nose - was the number of flowers. All kinds of all sizes and colors decorating everything around you. 

However, while you felt like an enchanted character from a fairy tale, your boyfriend felt trapped in a nightmare. For starters, everything smelled like flowers; Sanji would not stop bumping into him, saying that he mistook him for a moss tree, and the flowers made every corner look the same, so he got lost all the time. 

But what was really making him grumpier than usual was his haramaki, the green garment he wore religiously around his belly - well, not religiously. 

He has been procrastinating to get a new one for a long time, and despite you offering to purchase it whenever you ran errands, he would always turn the offer down. The problem was that it was not keeping itself anymore. After all the battles he fought and opponents he defeated, his haramaki was falling into pieces. 

In the beginning, you were able to patch it up with some simple sewing, but now he needed to get a new one. And here´s where problem number two arises, you have entered a chain of summer and spring islands where they don´t usually sell this stuff. As a result, Zoro was mad at everyone - you were an exception, though. 

It pained you to see him bothered like this, despite all of your previous warnings. Everyone has their own thing, Luffy has the straw hat, Chopper always carries his blue backpack, Sanji never stops smoking, and Zoro wears his haramaki. Anyone would be bothered, although anyone would listen to your advice. 

So you came up with a plan. Since you could not find one to buy, you were going to crochet one. That was an interesting fact that no one knew so far, your ability of crocheting. You would do it whenever you were in charge of the night watch, and when you presented someone with a piece of clothing that matched their personality or traits, you would say you found it in town. Reason being that you didn´t want to be swamped with sweaters and beanies to do. You knew the crew would go crazy if they didn´t have to pay for winter clothes anymore. 

¨Yosh, now I just have to make it.¨ you looked at the green ball of yarn in your hands before hiding it at the bottom of your bags. 

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¨Oi, Luffy! Don´t steal her food!¨

¨But she´s not even eating it, Sanji!¨

¨Y/N, are you ok?¨

¨Y/N?¨

¨Y/N!¨ you almost fell off the chair when you woke up from your zombie state. 

¨What?¨ 

¨You look tired. Are you getting sick?¨ Robin asked, placing a hand on your forehead. ¨I hope you didn´t get some deadly poison from a plant.¨

¨Oi, Robin! Don´t say these scary things!¨ Usopp cried and walked away from you.

¨I couldn´t sleep last night.¨ the girls stared at you with a malicious smirk, and Sanji stormed out on flames ¨Yeah, uhum, I wish! I couldn´t sleep because Zoro kept rolling on the bed, it felt like I was sharing a bed with a tap dancer fish!¨ you shouted grumpily.

The longer he stayed without a decent haramaki, the more jittery he got. So throughout the night, he rolled on the bed, got up to train, went back to bed because he was too frustrated to train, mumbled and grumbled, and made you go through his insanity with him. At some point, you were planning on throwing him off the ship or choke him with that stupid belly warmer. 

After you finished your third cup of coffee, you decided to head to the deck. Your green-haired tap dancer fish was napping on the grass with furrowed brows and arms crossed. Suddenly, the irritation you felt was gone. 

¨You must be tired... stupid marimo.¨ you whispered and made your way to your room. 

He never bothered you before. Even when the other guys made him go crazy, he would always lay down, hold you close to his body, and sleep. On the days you were not so tired, pillow talks would last hours and hours, and he would tell you things he hasn´t told anyone; he would show interest in the stupid things you like and be the Zoro the other guys would never get to know. 

So you fought your will to go to sleep and grabbed the wool and a hook, determined to put an end to both of your miseries as soon as possible. 

With Zoro napping all day, Robin in charge of the ship, and the rest of the guys exploring the Island, you would have all the peace in the world to work. 

And that was exactly what you did. You were definitely going to hear from Chopper for going the entire day without a sip of water or bathroom break. Your fingers were red and hurting, and your shoulders were stiff and sore. But it was worth it. 

It was almost dark when you finished, part of you wanted to wrap it with laces or some sort of crap, but you passed out as soon as you heard the snap of the scissor cutting the yarn. You didn´t even know you had passed out until you woke up the next day, sunlight hitting your eyes. 

You were alone in bed, but not the way you imagined. You expected cramps and spasms to take over your body, but all you got was a slight soreness. You were in your pajamas and tucked like a baby. 

¨What the-¨ you sat and searched over the blanket looking for the crochet garment, but found no sign of it ¨Did I dream about that?¨

You threw yourself off the bed and marched - more like crawled - to the kitchen, craving for coffee. 

¨Morning, Y/N!¨ everyone was already up, although Luffy was sleep eating again. 

¨Morning, guys.¨ your voice came out sleepy. You grabbed a cup of coffee and sat beside Zoro ¨Good morning, you.¨ You smiled.

¨Morning, sleepyhead.¨ He kissed your temple.  

¨I´m so happy you found it, Y/N. I don´t think we would be able to handle his mood anymore.¨ Nami said relieved, and Zoro yelled something when everyone agreed. You gave her a confused look, and she pointed at your boyfriend.

Your eyes scanned him, oblivious for a moment, but when you noticed him wearing the haramaki you made, a big smile grew on your face. That also explains why you slept comfortably in your pajamas, he must have gone to check on you and saw your pitiful state alongside his present.

¨Yeah, I was lucky, I guess.¨ He held your hand tighter under the table.

After breakfast, the two of you decided to stay on deck, enjoying the gentle sun and the fresh breeze before it was time to set sail again. You were sitting between his legs, against his chest, and his hands rested on your lap while you played with each other´s fingers. 

¨Thank you... for making it for me.¨ You forgot about sore muscles. You forgot about raw fingers. Listen to him sounding so relaxed and peaceful made you forget about everything. 

¨Thanks for not telling the guys I made it. Besides that, how are you going to protect my ass if you can´t focus without this stupid belly wrap?¨ he let out a lazy laugh, and you felt his body vibrating against yours. 

¨Well, thank you again. I really liked it, and I won´t ruin it.¨

¨I know.¨ you whispered, closing your eyes and seizing the moment. 

You knew he would eventually destroy it, but that was fine. You didn´t have the emotional connection to it like he had. What mattered to you was his well-being. You were not strong enough to protect him - not that he needed - so keeping him warm and loved was your internal mission. Because that´s how he made you feel. 

[buckystevelove]

Three Musketeers

Part 8

Pairing: Stucky x Reader

Warning: fluff & angst

A/N: hope you like it, please leave comments and reblog!!

The next morning you decided to make breakfast for YOUR boys, god you were in cloud nine, you couldn´t believe you had two amazing men, both of them wanted to be with you. You were making pancakes with chocolate chips, and eggs for them. You have been dating Bucky for 5 months now, you knew he needed to eat a lot.

You were flipping the pancakes when you felt a pair of strong hand wrap around your waist. “Hey beautiful, that smells incredible.” Steve said kissing you cheek, you loved that he was so sweet, even when you just got together yesterday, he was loving with you, the three of you just clicked together; it was perfect.

“Well, I hope you like it, there is so coffee on the pot if you want.” You turned around and placed a kiss on his lips. “Where is Bucky?” you asked him while placing the last pancake on a plate and taking it to the table.

“He is still sleeping, he was like this when we were young, sleeping till noon when we didn´t have

work.” He chuckles at the memory. “I used to wake up earlier and look at him, trace with my eyes his face, his perfect jaw line, his nose, the way his eyebrows frowned. He is so pretty, one of that mornings was when I realized I was in love with him, staring at this gorgeous pouty lips, I wanted to feel them against my own, to just come a little closer to him and place my head in his chest. I thought that he would never feel the same way, we are from the 30s, you could go to jail for being with people the same gender as you, you could even get killed. Then the war came and I lost him, I blamed myself, I hated that I never had the chance to tell him how I felt. When we reunited in this century, things were different, we could be together, but I convinced myself that he didn´t feel that way.” Steve had tears in his eyes, you grabbed his hands and rubbed them with you thumbs, telling you this, opening this way, must be really hard for him. “When he came back from the blip, I would hear him walking around the compound at midnight because he had nightmares, it broke my heart. I wanted to hold him and tell him that everything would be ok, that no one would hurt him because I would always be there to protect him. Then you came around and God, YN, you are to most amazing woman I have ever met, I feel in love with you since the moment I saw you, so did Bucky. And you helped him so much, since you started dating he returned to his happy and charming way. I hadn´t seen him smile so bright since before the war. You brought my Bucky back, that only made me fall in love with you harder. I now that I have been rambling for a while now, but what I am trying to say is thank you. Thank you for loving him, thank you for taking me in. YN, I now that we haven’t been together for that long, but you are it for me, I love you.” You looked at his beautiful blue eyes, just like Bucky´s, yet so different. He looked so vulnerable, he looked at you with such love, there and then you knew, that they were it for you too. You wanted to spend the rest of your life with them, you LOVE them.

“I love you too Stevie, you are it for me too.” You stand up and took his face I your hands, and kissed him passionately, pouring all this new and exciting love in it. Then you heard Bucky´s footsteps.

“I see you are starting the day the right way.” You pulled apart and pulled him to a group hug.

“Would you go on a date with me? you asked them.

“Of course honey.”

“I wouldn´t want anybody else.”

You went to dates the three of you for the next month, going to private public places, the media knew that you and Bucky were dating, but they didn´t knew anything about Steve, neither did the team, just Sam. So most of your dated consisted on going to your apartment, eating dinner, watching a movie, and end up having sex. You were loving every single minute of it.

The dynamic between the three of you was perfect, nobody felt left out, or got jealous, like I said PERFECT.

Today were the day that you were going to meet the team, you decided to present you as their girlfriend, both of them. To say you were nervous would be an understatement, you were going to meet The Avengers. Yeah, you were dating two of them, but they are the closest thing they have to a family, you wanted them to like you. That was important to you, also, you didn´t know how they would react to your unusual relationship. You decided to wear a red dress, with your leather jacket, the three of you would be matching.

While you were getting ready, Steve and Bucky didn´t stop sending you cute selfies, since you reached them how to take pictures with their phones they would spam you with pictures.

Three Musketeeres❣️ (group chat)

Buckaroo♥️:

Dollface💜💗: You are so pretty! Can´t wait to see you two and shower you with kisses.

Stevie💙: You almost ready?

Buckaroo❤️: You are missing here, in our arms.

Dollface💜💗: Almost. You coming to pick me up?

Stevie💙: We arrive in 10min.

Dollface💜💗: Ok, see ya.

After you finished you make up and your ponytail, you heard some knocking at your door.}

“Hello, my love.” Steve said placing a peck on your lips.

“Hey handsome.” You gave him one last kiss.

“Ready to go, Bucky is waiting in the car.”

“Let’s go!” You locked you apartment door and took Steve´s hand.

Bucky was in the driving seat, Steve opened you the passengers door to you, always a gentleman.

“Thank you.” You gave him one last kiss before sitting down.

Once inside the car, you greeted Bucky with a tight hug, kissing all his face, placing a last one on his lips. “How are you baby?” He loved when you called him baby, and when Steve called him sweetheart. It made him warm and fussy.

“Good doll, I missed you.”

Steve was on the back seat, you switch seat with Steve, sometime he would sit in front sometimes you would, Bucky would normally drive. Sometimes when you were horny, Steve and you would seat in the back and make out, to Bucky´s dislike, things got heated sometimes. You were lucky you haven’t been stop by the police, Imagine trying to explain that Captain America got hot and bother and that was why his girlfriend was giving him a blow in the middle of the day, while their boyfriend (The Winter Soldier) was driving, ha ha. Not great for their reputation.

After a few minutes of listening to music in the car, you arrived to the compound. That’s when the nerves kicked in, you started fidgeting with your fingers, something Bucky caught up, he took you hand in his and gave it a kiss. “Don´t worry darling, they will love you.” You still had worry eyes.

“How are you so sure?” You looked at him with pleading eyes.

Steve placed his hand on your shoulder and gave you a kiss on the cheeks, “Because we do.”

A/N: I put some Steve and YN time, so you can see them bond and have a stronger relationship. Massage me if you want to be tag.

Tags: @tenaciousperfectionunknown @bibliophile-life @classyunknownlover @authentically-rue @commonintrest

[wedreamedlove]

Mo Yi in Love - Character Study

I just read Mo Yi's [SSR Brewing Thoughts] card and, not only am I an emotional mess, but I also hit an epiphany regarding understanding his character and now I have to write about this. I know I'm going to repeat this at the end, but understand that Mo Yi is just a man who wants his first love to be his last love and who has relatable fears over failure, haha.

SPOILERS go up to chapter 3 of Mo Yi's personal route, [SSR Brewing Thoughts], [SR Fake Tears], [SSR Dangerous Invitation], and reveal Mo Yi's family background. In addition, while the lines are in order, I chose to remove some descriptions to keep things shorter.

First, I want to talk about Mo Yi's view towards love.

It's really positive, which is ironic given his background and what he grew up around. However, he's always been a rational person and the object or feeling itself has no crime, it's what people choose to do with it that matters.

[Personal Route Ch.1]

MY: True love brings light and hope to life and makes a person better and better.

MY: At any time, you could meet with that person who would make you a better person, but you may not be aware of it at the time.

[Personal Route Ch.3]

MY: Alright, quiet... What everyone here has said is all "love".

MY: Love itself is a concept that cannot be clearly defined because, for every person, their feelings and preferences are different.

MY: So, this student here, I apologize sincerely but I may not be able to give you an accurate answer.

Student: Professor, what do you feel is love then?

MY: Me...?

Mo Yi faintly smiled.

His eyes passed through the sea of people and met mine.

MY: To me, it is a unique miracle.

MY: She makes me unable to control wanting to investigate, to touch, and to figure out everything.

MY: There are even times where, for a short moment, I am unable to distinguish the divide between reason and emotion.

MY: In this world, there are too many people who are fair on the outside but foul on the inside, however there will always be that one person...

MY: She will make you become better, make you believe everything is wonderful, make you start to look forward... to the future.

Look, he's an utter romantic! But, like I mentioned above, he's also a rational person and he needs to make sure that this love is The One for him.

Second, what's important to mention here is his view on Love At First Sight because that's what he admits to himself that he has for his heroine.

However, he has a huge scar about Love At First Sight because of the tragedy that was his parents. His father, a nobleman, and his mother, a foreign woman from a background of scholars, fell in love with each other at first sight. However, due to his father's poor handling of the church in his country, which basically denied their relationship unless Mo Yi's mother converted to their religion, Mo Yi's mother left his father and his father lost the love of his life and has been regretting it to this day.

So, what does he think about Love At First Sight?

[Personal Route Ch.2]

MY: ...Personally, I believe in "love at first sight".

Student: Really? I thought someone rational and calm like you wouldn't believe in this sort of illusion.

MY: "Love at first sight" has uncertain factors, but that doesn't mean its existence itself is a mistake.

MY: Furthermore, isn't it human nature to harbor hope for this wonderful and sincere emotion? I am no exception.

MY: Only...

Mo Yi paused slightly and, when he opened his mouth again, there seemed to be some unclear emotion in his tone.

MY: When "love at first sight" arrives, I am more inclined to make a particular judgment first rather than walk eagerly towards love.

MY: Those wonderful things that are unforgettable for people, are they for real or are they "ephemeral"? This is more important, is it not?

Student: Oh, can this sort of thing be tested? Professor, can you teach me?

MY: It's not a peculiar method, you just need to make observations.

Student: Observations?

MY: Correct, observe the other party's attitude and thoughts when facing matters, especially the things that really threaten their lives or safety.

MY: To a certain extent, a person's behavior can reflect their personality.

As a top psychiatrist, Mo Yi is extremely honest to himself with his own emotions and thoughts. Heck, that's why he always records voiced diary logs because he uses those to examine his own mental state. So, this determination on whether or not the target of his Love At First Sight is The One means a lot to him, because he will throw himself fully into this love.

One huge thing about Mo Yi is that he chases perfection and has an aversion to imperfect things. This stems from his deathly fear of failure because he doesn't believe there is a "next time" after failure. Once something fails, that's the end. This is due to his parents again and how, while it takes time to nurture emotions, it only takes an instant to lose emotions or trust.

Third, because of the above, it is incredibly important for Mo Yi minimize as much "risks" as possible.

The translations below are going to be paired together for consistency, but they will be addressing two points at the same time. One, that Mo Yi may exaggerate the emotions he reveals, but they are genuine. Two, that he is showing his "imperfect" and "ugly" sides to his heroine in controlled settings because he doesn't want her to hate him.

(On a minor note, I think it should be kept in mind that he's also observing her through all of this to determine whether or not she's The One, but honestly she just keeps surprising him throughout the game and making him fall harder and harder for her).

[SR Fake Tears]

In those gold eyes of his, the usual gentle smile was replaced by another emotion.

MC: Dr. M-Mo...?

That expression... was not sadness and was not relief, but...

A kind of inevitable self-confidence, the satisfaction of seeing through everything, or... an unfathomable control.

That glance... was it my misconception?

In the flickering light, that expression was gone in a flash. I was incapable of determining it, but instinctively a hint of a chill rose from the bottom of my heart...

MY: Did I scare you?

MY: I just... don't want to hide myself in front of you. I just want to be honest about my weakness in front of you alone.

MY: You won't hate me, right?

Before I could answer, he smiled softly.

MY: Let me indulge myself this once, alright?

MY: Just for this short while...

[SR Fake Tears]

Mo Yi sat at his desk and turned on his digital voice recorder.

The time on the recorder slowly moved forward, but Mo Yi only watched that changing number without saying a word.

After a long time, a soft sigh came from the quiet room.

MY: I shouldn't have done that...

MY: Just for a moment of warmth, I deliberately showed her that appearance, even exaggerating my sadness and weakness...

MY: I even fully enjoyed indulging myself... I sought even more from her, hoping she would... feel even more sorry for me.

MY: But, at that time, I really didn't want to use reason to control my emotions.

MY: This is the first time I've been so... contradictory, chaotic...

His voice became lighter and lighter.

MY: The yearning I have for her... is already... an addiction I cannot give up...

[SSR Brewing Thoughts]

MY: Saying you wouldn't be able to sleep tonight was only an excuse, wasn't it? You were afraid I would have a sleepless night because I would think about past matters.

MC: Dr. Mo, you—

MY: I'm really happy.

MY: I won't be sad because of those things, but I truly am really happy.

His fingertips gently caressed my wrist.

MY: A child who has tasted candy would have a hard time enduring the loss. Can I be insatiable and rely on you more?

MY: Or is it that people who are too strong, who don't feel sad, have no way of receiving concern?

MY: Are you... going to leave and ignore me?

There was a hint of pretend grievance in his voice, and also a deep belief and certainty that I couldn't refuse him.

MC: (Too unfair! There's no way to refuse...)

Before I could answer, Mo Yi held my wrist and pulled me even closer to him.

MY: Just stay here, right with me.

Some context here is that he was acting "drunk" in the translation above. Below was the reveal that he wasn't actually drunk.

[SSR Brewing Thoughts]

The bud of feelings needed to be raised with the utmost care, but how could he let it grow strong in an unpredictable environment?

Of course he had to control it himself rather than allowing it to happen naturally.

Just like adjusting the sun and rain when a grapevine was growing, and just like controlling every timing of winemaking.

Furthermore, if someone wanted a grape seedling, which was imperfect to begin with, to produce the desired fruit, to brew the perfect wine, then it needed even more precise control.

Otherwise... just like wine, a small error might lead to serious consequences.

As you can see, the god complex and obsession over control is strong here. He cannot and does not believe to leaving things to random nature. He's not willing to lose this love and will do anything to give him and his heroine a happy ending (unlike his parents).

That's not to say that he HAS to control everything though. He actually doesn't care about the process (nature vs. nurture) so long as the results are good. But, like I mentioned above, he is certainly a master of reducing "risks".

However, and this was the whole point of [SSR Brewing Thoughts], Mo Yi's heroine teaches him that there is a "next time" after failure. She teaches him that, sometimes, the journey along the way is more important than the conclusion and that what's most important is whether or not the person he loves is beside him.

What is extremely touching is how matter-of-factly she tells him that they can just try again if they fail at something. He does not need to chase perfection when he is around her and a lot of his dates are seeing him in various states of failure. Practicing failure is such a relatable thing for us all to learn in life.

Fourth, I am going to repeat myself a little here after these translations but, in my opinion, Mo Yi carries a childlike honesty and purity regarding his emotions. The thing that makes him so charming is that while he plays these manipulative tricks, he is also extremely blunt about his own emotions. He expresses his jealousy, his possessiveness, his blunders, etc. He wants her to be the only one who can see these different sides of him and perceive his moods when he normally keeps everyone else at a polite distance. The ONLY disguise he wears is a flimsy one that hides what, in his eyes, are the "ugliest" sides of himself because he doesn't want his heroine to hate him; but he doesn't hide the fact that he has these ugly sides at all.

Fifth, basically, go ahead and fall in love with Mo Yi! He looks dangerous and he sort of is (extremely grey morality, does not adhere to the Hippocratic Oath, literally amassed power to have the choice to do what he wants, and uses his own scale of judgment, but that's another essay for another time) but he is never dangerous to you and is just as invested in this love as you are.

I suppose one thing you do have to watch out for is his arrogant god complex and believing he knows what's best LOL.

[Personal Route Ch.3]

MY: Because the mother eagle knows that, only after experiencing the pain and torment of a broken wing, the young eagle will truly have the ability to soar in the sky.

MY: Although this is just a metaphor that is somewhat different from reality, when it comes to her...

MY: This is the path she chose and, not only will I let her walk on it, but I will also let her become the most dazzling presence on this road.

MY: But, Constable Yan, you should know better than me what sort of end most people who pursue light in the chaos have.

MY: So, to recognize the darkness in front of her and face it directly is something she must learn.

MY: If she was always huddled under the wings of others, then her road would end here.

YW: But aren't you afraid of something happening by chance?

MY: "Like an eagle that stirs up its nest, that flutters over its young, spreading out its wings, catching them, bearing them on its pinions."

MY: Since I chose to do this I naturally have enough certainty. Besides... I am here, so who could hurt her?

However, this is not a one-way street and the same goes for the heroine and what she can do to him. In fact, I am going to end this essay with one of my favorite quotes ever in this game (even still to this day), because it honestly shows how Mo Yi fell in love with the dazzling justice the heroine upholds and how he will accept anything of her.

One thing he says in a beta PV, the prologue of the game, and [SSR Border of Light and Darkness] is that he hopes she can stick with the choice she makes, even if it runs counter to the world and everyone is against her.

So, anyway, the context of the quote below is important because [SSR Dangerous Invitation] is essentially a microcosm of their relationship. They roleplay a locked-room mystery and, in the end, the heroine chooses to throw Mo Yi (her lover in the game) into jail because he's a murderer (even though he did it for her). She chooses the truth and her version of justice over them living together in a lie (by pushing the blame to someone else). Before the lover is executed, he writes one last love letter and this is what Mo Yi reads out to his heroine at the end of the date.

[SSR Dangerous Invitation]

MY: Perhaps what he was infatuated with was this kind of you.

MC: !!!

Hearing his words, I looked up in astonishment.

Those gold eyes suddenly became profound and intense. I couldn't understand his emotions, only feeling that I was about to fall into his eyes.

The noisy wind and the voices of people on the long street gradually faded away at his words.

Only my heartbeat remained in my ears and the last love letter the duke wrote to the viscountess before the gallows that he read out slowly.

MY: "I will always open wide my arms and accept all your beauty and cruelty."

MY: "I hope that you will, with this heart, embrace the one and only truth you pursue."

Sorry, I can't resist finishing off by saying some more sappy words but, again, Mo Yi is just a simple man who wishes his first love to be his last love and he's so invested in this love. You are the once-in-a-lifetime stirring of his heart.

[captainstevenhandsome]

Caps secret

Soo before I start I just wanna say that this is the first imagine I´ve ever written in my life so please don´t blame me if it turns out shitty

I did not make this gif. Credits to the creator!

In this imagine you´re in a secret relationship with Steve. Enjoy!

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I´ve been an avenger now for about a year and in that time my crush on the one and only Steve Rogers aka Captain America has increased day by day. This thing has been going on for about three weeks now. I´m purposely saying “thing” because our relationship is not official. Well...actually we haven´t even talked about the fact if we´re in a real relationship. The only thing we´ve been doing is spending our nights together. Cap takes his job as an Avenger really serious so he said it´s for the best if nobody knows that this has been going on with the two of us. Also we probably wouldn´t be able to live in peace anymore as the others would tease us all day long. So outside of our bedrooms we are just normal teammates like everyone else. Even though I wished we could be more than that. Going on dates. Just acting like a real couple.

Steves grip around my waist tightened and i got pulled out of my thoughts. As I looked over to my phone to check the time I realized it was already 2 AM I knew it was time for me to go to my room, as we couldn´t explain me coming out of his room tomorrow morning. “Steve...” i whispered. “hmmm...” he grumbled in his deep raspy and sleepy voice. God even this is hot. “I gotta go to my room now, you fell asleep and i didn´t wanna wake you up” i silently said while brushing an strand of his soft blond hair out of his face. Wrong. I could have easily gotten up without waking him. The real reason why I stayed was because I wanted to be near him. Cuddle him. Spend time with him. “Okay...see you in the morning. Sleep well” He replied softly without opening his eyes. “You too, Stevie” I smiled and placed a soft kiss on his lips. He smiled as well, gripping my hand as I was getting up. As soon as he let go of my hand I already missed his touch. I looked back at him one more time before silently leaving the room. 

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The next morning I got woken up by my alarm at 7:00 AM. I groaned but then got up and quickly changed into some black leggings and a white T-Shirt. I then made my way into the kitchen where I already saw the other Avengers. “Good morning sleepyhead” Nat smiled. “Morning” I replied, still not being able to completely opening my eyes. Damn I really wasn´t a morning person at all. “Had a rough night? You look like a ghost” Tony teased. “Ha ha. How funny. No..I just spent way too long watching Netflix yesterday, thats all” I said. In that moment a very breathless and sweaty Steve came in together with Bucky. “Morning everyone, guess what, I beat Bucky again at running” Steve exclaimed happily. “What? you lost against the old man?” Tony laughed. “Frustrating right?” Bucky replied and giggled. I couldn´t help but let out a little laugh. Then my eyes got stuck on Steve. His white shirt stuck on his toned body making his abs visible through the shirt. I must have stared a little too long because soon Steve said “Y/N, hey, eyes up here” and smirked. I blushed a little and focused on my cereal again. I noticed that my hair must look like a mess so I decided to put it up in a ponytail. Suddenly I saw how all eyes were on me. “What?” I asked slightly annoyed. “I knew it. You did have fun last night” said Tony. “What do you mean?” I asked again. “Girl..there are hickeys all over your neck. Who is the guy?”. I was in shock. I didn´t even notice Steve had left hickeys on my neck last night as he always tries to be as careful as possible so the others won´t find out about us. “Y/N I told you that as you moved in. I don´t like it when you guys bring strangers in here. It´s our safe place. Everyone´s sticking by the rules. So you have to do that too okay?” I heard Cap say, knowing he just wanted to make sure nobody thought it was us two who had a nightly...thing...going on. “Y-Yeah..um..I´m sorry  I actually didn´t bring anyone over. I was at his place.” I said quickly. Sweat drops forming on my forehead. “Tell us who he is though.” Nat tried to persuade me. “It doesn´t matter who he is. As long as he doesn´t come in here. Why are you guys even still here? Don´t you have training or something?” Cap said annoyed. Nat and the others sighed and left. Just as I was about to leave too I felt a grip on my wrist. “Y/N wait...what was that all about? You should´ve been more careful” Steve said in a serious tone. “Me?....Why me?” I said sassily “I sure as hell didn´t make the hickeys on my neck, did I?” I couldn´t believe he thinks this is my fault. “Besides that...I didn´t suggest on keeping this a secret. I mean what even is this?” I fully let my anger out now. I was about to tell him all the things I should have said a long time ago. “We are teammates out here but then there behind closed doors you´re all over me suddenly. And every time I try to talk to you or try to confess my feelings you cut me off. Do you not like me? Are you only using me for your own pleasure? I don´t know if I wanna continue doing this. I want someone who can hug me, kiss me and do couple things with me in public. Listen I know you´re the Captain and technically my boss but I just can´t deny my feelings okay? I thought I could do it without developing any feelings but apparently I can´t and it´s destroying me.” I didn´t even notice I started crying. All I saw was a speechles Cap standing in front of me not knowing how to act. “Y/N..I-...Listen” He said with a shaky voice. “No Steve. I should´ve stopped this right from the beginning. I´m sorry” and with those words I stormed off to my room. Steve knew when I needed my personal space so he just left me for a couple hours. 

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I got woken up my a soft knock on my door, I must have fallen asleep earlier. “FRIDAY who´s at my door” I asked. “It´s Captain Rogers. Should I let him in Miss Y/L/N?”. “Yeah” I said. Steve came in. “Hey Y/N” He whispered. “Hey” I said and sat up in my bed. He sat down beside me and leaned forward so he leaned with his arms on his legs and quickly rubbed his face. “Listen...” He said after what seemed like 5 minutes. But actually it was probably only 10 seconds or so. “Y/N I thought about what you said earlier and I sat in my room for 2 hours now trying to figure out how I can make it up to you or how I could tell you this...The truth is I honestly can´t even think of what I wanted to say anymore. I really had everything planned...I knew exactly what I wanted to say but now I´m here and it´s like everything just disappeared from my head...” I noticed how down he was so I gently took his hand and interlaced our fingers. He put his other hand on my hand so that it was now in between his. He took a deep breath. “Y/N you are the most amazing and pure girl I have ever met in my life. The moment Fury hired you I knew I just couldn´t resist you for long. The truth is I have a massive crush on you and I thought you didn´t like me the same way so when we had our first night together after this party and we promised each other we wouldn´t develop feelings for each other I knew this was the only way to be close to you. I know I seem like the tough Captain America on the outside but actually the only thing I want is to be held at night. I want someone to tell me that everything is going to be alright. I want to come home from missions to be greeted by the girl I love. I have to put on a brave face all day. But when I´m with you at night you give me all I need. Y/N I knew I could never give you that because we can´t tell the others about our relationship. They would never understand this. I´m the Captain.” I just listened to what he had to say. God I realized how much I loved this man right there. I wanted him to feel safe. I wanted to give him everything he needed. “Steve...I can give you that. I can hold you, be there for you. I can be your happy place. If you let me. We can be everything you want. And why can´t we tell the others? Yeah you´re the Captain but that doesn´t mean you´re not allowed to love. You don´t have to be brave all day. It will destroy you” I put my hand on his cheek and turned his head to me. I looked into his bright blue eyes. Except now they were filled with concern. I leaned in and brushed my lips softly over his. Then he pressed his lips on mine. The kiss was filled with so much passion. Not lust like our other kisses. Only love and passion. I could feel him slightly smile against my lips. I broke the kiss and rested my forehead against his. “Let me show you how loved you are Stevie. Let´s try and go on dates, kiss in front of the others, hug outside of our rooms, cuddle on the couch in the living room and do all the cheesy couple stuff” I said to him. He just smiled and said “You are the best thing that ever happened to me”...

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sooo that´s it haha I´m so sorry if this was crappy. Like I said it´s the first one I have ever written. Tell me what you think and what I could do better. Thank you for reading and have an amazing day! Love You!

[laceymorganwrites]

Dear daughter - chapter 7

Word count: 1,407

Warnings: swearing, descriptions of violence

Summary: You make new friends.

A/N: picture of fairy!Baji is a comission by lovely @princessoftherose

Taglist: @kiwifeii @ryusukeimdonee @dreamtogether2000​ @dot0nix​ @cerelcereal​

“Morning” Mikey yawned as he finally joined you in the kitchen, his hair still messy and he didn´t even bother to get dressed. He honestly looked as if he was still sleeping, it was quite the funny sight.

“Good morning, are you hungry?” you smiled and handed him a plate as he nodded.

“See? I told you he´s useless before he´s eaten” Draken laughed, you liked his laugh. You guessed it was because he didn´t really seem like a guy to laugh a lot. No, he was the guy where every little kid started crying even though he was harmless.

“Well, he´s gonna get a power up now! Eat up” you grinned and you two joined him at the table, you had some fruit, syrup, whipped cream and anything else you might need to decorate your pancakes.

Draken was very simple with it, he just ate them plain with some fruit, Mikey´s plate looked like a mess, he really maxed out on the sugar but you could just see the way his eyes lit up when he took that first bite.

“Those are amazing, (Y/N/N)!” he beamed at you, immediately back to his usual self. How the hell did he do that? Mikey really was a mystery to you.

You never knew what was going on inside that airhead of his, for now that was fine, but you were quite worried about him. It wasn´t normal being this happy all the time and then magically switching to a coldblooded individual when fighting.

You just hoped he wouldn´t break underneath the pressure.

After finishing up breakfast and cleaning Mikey finally got ready. But only because Draken reminded him that the others were already waiting for him and they´d be late for the meeting. You tagged along since they asked you to and honestly you were excited. Meeting the others and just sitting with them in such a meeting was always fun to you.

If that was how your mom felt when she started the gang? Must have been nice. You wondered if you would ever start something that made you feel that way too.

You were still so amazed at how nice everyone else was, they didn´t mind you being there with them, quite the contrary, they made you join the conversation and laughed with you, mostly making fun of the ridiculous way some of them fought.

“No, really! Baji´s move was so funny, it looked like he was flying but not in the cool way” Mikey laughed, nudging your shoulder a bit to make his point.

“Oi! It got the job done, okay? It´s not like everyone can control how they look when they beat somebody up” Baji pouted, yeah their last fight with another small gang didn´t really go that well.

He thought he looked cool but apparently he didn´t, but hey, at least he got creative with it and managed to take out three guys with it. He saw that as a win and didn´t care that it meant being the laughing stock this day.

Well, he did care. But he knew that it was all in good fun.

“Aw, I wish I could´ve seen that!” you laughed with them, just the imagination was so absurd to you, well, all of their stories were, they sounded like out of a movie but a bad one. Not bad in an unbelievable way but bad in a good trashy way with the most over the top special effects.

“He looked like a fairy princess, the way he was floating through the air” Draken commented, arms crossed and throwing his head back laughing. Fuck, they all almost cried, that was how hard they laughed.

It was the genuine laughter that made you feel warm and safe.

“Actually I think wings and a cute dress would suit you” Kazutora giggled along, he was more of the quiet type but certainly had his fun with the group. He reminded you of your own friends, the ones nobody else wanted to talk to, the ones eating alone in their break.

“Shut it!” Baji turned red from embarrassment.

“That´s so mean, guys! I wanna see his move too. Can you show me, Baji-hime?” you grinned, regretting it about fifty percent, you weren´t sure if it was your place to joke with them but the opportunity was too tempting to pass out on.

The regret completely vanished when Mikey and Draken burst out in laughter and even Baji had to chuckle.

“That was a good one, I´ll give you that. But if anything, you should be the princess” Baji remarked and stretched a bit.

“But you know what, since it´s you I´ll try to do it again” he smiled gently and you smiled at him brightly. You felt really honored that he´d do that for you. Baji was always so easy to talk to, you hoped you´d become friends some day, but to him you already were.

There was no need for you to be so unsure and insecure with them, everyone liked and accepted you, you might as well be part of the gang. Most of them saw you like they did Emma, as a sister.

Your eyes were glued to Baji as he told everyone to step back a bit, he then went out in a sprint and jumped in the air, pushing his legs off of a nearby rock to create momentum and then he…. flew.

You held your breath and followed him with your eyes, his jacket really looked like wings as he spun in the air and then kicked as hard as he could when he came back down, you could just imagine his enemies underneath him. And then he landed, casually pushing his hair out of his face and joining you again.

“Whoa! That was so cool!! If you were a fairy you´d be the most badass one for sure. You´re the kind of princess that doesn´t need saving” you cheered for him and yes maybe your reaction was a bit overdramatic but that was the first time you ever saw something like that. You didn´t know the magic of a real fight yet.

“Right? It was a fun day. I mean, I was just done beating up my part of the gang and I´m looking around, where is Baji? And the second I look up he´s flying over our heads, yelling like a madman and just fucking stomping on this guy… it was insane” Draken laughed as he retold his point of view, you couldn´t help but laugh along, you could just imagine his surprise.

It was that day that yours and Baji´s friendship deepened and truly started becoming more than just acquaintances, the girl that Mikey and Draken always bring along.

No, you were his little princess now. It was so funny how you were someone everyone just wanted to protect but at the same time you wanted to preserve all of their smiles, you wanted to protect them too.

“I wanna have cool moves like these too, can you teach me?” you asked hopefully and the guys thought about it for a while.

You weren´t that inexperienced in fighting, after all your aunties taught you everything about self defense, but you wanted more. You wanted to train and get strong so that you could take down bigger guys that were mean too.

“You know what, I have an idea! We´re all gonna teach you something” Mikey proposed and you nodded along, you liked that idea a lot.

And so in the next months you went jogging and working out with your aunties, they also taught you more self defense and you learned Baji´s spinning trick, Mikey´s kicks and Draken´s punches. Mikey´s and Baji´s techniques were more complex and you had trouble with them but after some time you at least had the basics down.

“Thank you, guys!” you smiled. You would´ve never thought that you could still smile after your mom died but here you were and you could just feel her smiling down on you, you bet she was resting assured now that she saw what great friends you had, that you were safe and sound and happier than ever.

You weren´t sure you deserved this, after all you didn´t do anything, you were just there. But you would never take it for granted, you would work hard to maintain those friendships and make sure everyone knew how much they meant to you!

[mariamermaid]

Lake Dreams

Sirius Black x reader

Summary: The summer holidays are just around the corner and together with your friends, you spent the day at the lake.

Words: 1.8k

Warnings: some sneaky remarks here and there

A/N: Requested by @msmb​! “Could I get a request with Sirius Black where he and the reader are like best best friends and they both like each other as more and everyone can tell but them. They go to the black lake with like Lily and James and Remus and Marlene and Peter and Sirius pushes her in and she drags him with her and they start making out in the lake?”

“It´s the last exam and you´re not even close to failing, sure you want to take the books with you?” You asked Lilly, who was packing as if the library had to fit into her bag, while you laid on the bed watching. Marlene´s head peaked out from the bathroom; “Y/n´s right, leave the books.”

“Oh, she will as soon as James starts flirting again”, you giggled. Only seconds later, you felt the hard book binding hit your head. “Merlin you´re done Evans!”

You jumped off the bed, armed with a thick white pillow, which was heavy enough to throw Lilly to the ground. Soft and angelic feathers started floating through the air and while Marlene joined in the fight, you all overheard the knock on the door.

It wasn´t until James, Sirius, Remus and Peter stood right in the door, when you noticed the four boys staring. Mouth little agape and eyes wide opened, only Sirius had the capacity to smirk.

While Lily and Marlene spent their breathing to calm down and hide any further blushes, you rolled your eyes.

“What are you staring at, Black? Jealous to never experience a pillow fight with any of us?”

His provoking smile didn´t drop though.

“Just tell me when you´re free, Y/N, we can spend as much time in bed as you want.”

You huffed and threw your bag into his arms. “For that comment, you get to carry my bag.”

James took Lilly´s bag without asking or hesitation, and you knew how heavy that thing was. You hadn´t even reached the black lake, when Sirius started complaining. Sighing, you took your bag back.

“Weak”, you mumbled under your breath and finally reached your all favorites spot.

Sirius wanted to argue once again, but Remus patted his shoulder stopping him from doing so.

Each of you took a towel and together you formed a nice circle for the group to gather. Marlene and you had prepared some snacks and Remus and Peter had carried an extra cooling box with refreshing drinks. James, Sirius and Peter didn´t waste any time and immediately made their way into the water.

“Boys”, Marlene shook her head, while she and Lilly shared a sun lotion.

“More like idiots”, you nodded agreeing at them. Remus placed himself in front of the sun and his shadow fell on your body. You lurked up to him, taking a hand to shield yourself from the light.

You had known Remus before even going to school, more so, you considered him family. He always had been in your life and your families often spent the holidays together.

“Still care for a little swim, Fairy?”

You chuckled at his nickname, an old tradition from the two of you.

“Always Moony.”

When you were little and Remus had transformed for the first time, he had been awfully anxious especially of your opinion. But little you, was nothing but jealous. Why did Remus get to be a wizard AND a werewolf? It was then simply decided that you wanted to be a fairy. The nickname lasted.

A little more far off from the three boys, who tried their best to push each other into the water, you swam away from the waterfront.

“How long do you think it´s gonna take until Lilly and James finally admit that they´re made to be with each other?” You asked after a while, Remus laughed softly.

“No idea, but you´re one to ask!”

You gasped surprised, splashing a little water into this face. “What do you mean by that?”

“What about your flirting with Sirius?”

“Flirting? It´s called joking, Moony.” You explained and watched how Remus shrugged.

“If you say so! But I´m sure, he wouldn´t mind, if you weren´t joking.”

You groaned in annoyance. “Yes, Remus, of course he wouldn´t mind. Because he is Sirius Black.”

Your friend chuckled again. “Well, you´re not wrong about that.”

He knew, that there was no way into making you admit something, you didn´t even believe yourself yet.

“What about the tomorrow’s exam, you ready?”

You had turned around, making your way back towards land. “I guess, I´ll re-read Lilly´s remarkable notes before bed again, should be enough. What about you though?”

“Same, I´m much more worried about our two troublemakers.”

You eyed James and Sirius, who had settled back on the towels next to Lilly, Marlene and Peter.

“That bad?”

Remus rose his eyebrow. “Let´s put it this way, they won´t get much sleep today, if they don´t want to fail.”

“Somehow, they always manage though, don´t they?"

“Sure, but at what cost?”

You laughed with Remus and shortly after, you had reached the land again. James was making jokes to make Lilly giggle and while Marlene and Peter exchanged slightly annoyed glances, Sirius had watched you and Remus. His jaw was tensed and he knew he shouldn´t feel the jealousy over your friendship, but so often he wished you´d talk to him the same way.

Sure, the two of you liked teasing and joking, but there was this yearning to know more. Know your thoughts and dreams and as much as he tried, he never got close enough. Something always made the two of you act differently around each other…

You felt the cool drops of water running down your skin as you laid down on your towel, the sun shining hot on your back. The mere shadow of your own arms shielding your face, while a soft summer breeze began drying you off. Your group of friends continued talking and laughing, but soon enough you felt yourself drifting off. The past couple of weeks, you had all spent more time in the library than any of you liked. The constant reminder of stressful exam phase had drained a lot of energy, a little break was more than welcomed.

You didn´t know for how long you had fallen asleep, but when you woke up again, the sun had already began settling. You yawned and brushed off sleep from your face.

“Ah Y/n, glad to see you´re finally walking with the living again”, James exclaimed. You scrunched your nose, but a small smile was on your lips as well.

“How long was I out?”

“More than an hour”, Lilly explained, her expression a little more worried. On the other hand, she knew well enough, how her own body ached for a little more sleep.

“By Merlin´s beard, that felt good though!” You admitted and the group erupted in laughter.

You stretched as a second yawn escaped your lips.

“But I think I need a last cool down before heading back, the sun tried to roast me!”

“Good thing I put some sunscreen on your back, while you were peacefully napping!” Marlene grinned. “Oh, you did? I thought that was just a dream.”

Marlene rolled her eyes. “You owe me, I saved you from terrible sunburn!”

“Yes, after I advised you to do so”, Lilly interrupted.

“Well, I had to do it before Sirius would!”

Your brows furrowed in confusion after you scanned the group again. “Where is Sirius anyways?”

Peter pointed with his head towards the small jetty, which laid a little to the side.

“All alone?” You wondered and James shrugged.

“Maybe he tries to remember what tomorrows exam was about?”

You huffed, throwing your towel at the curly head, before leaving the group. Luckily, you were already too far away, when James snickered again.

“Three gallons that it´s gonna happen.”

Peter and Remus leaned in. “Nope, I don´t feel like it´s going to be today”, Peter shook his head. Remus observed, how you approached Sirius. “Maybe.”

 “All alone, Padfoot?”

Sirius flinched barely noticeable, he hadn´t heard you approaching. His feet were dangling in the cooling water, while his eyes had focused on the horizon.

“You must´ve dreamed of me, you slept so peacefully.”

“I dreamed of our holidays and no exams, in case you actually wondered!”

“Don´t remind me of it”, he replied and sighed heavily. You shrugged reluctant.

“It´s only one left, then just a few days and we all can go home and dream of you.”

He stayed serious and you felt a concern raising.

“Are you okay? It´s not just the exam is it?”

Sirius carefully glanced at you, then back at the lake. You knew him well enough to tell when there was more. “No, it´s not.”

His expression was easily read for you and you already guessed, what his worries were about.

“You should just stay at James´s, they´re not even worth it.”

Finally, Sirius looked back at you. “I don´t want to burden them again, I already spent Christmas at James´s.” Shocked by his statement, you gasped.

“Sirius, you are not a burden! Not for James or anyone!” But then your voice became softer again.

“I´m sure you can spend the holidays at my place as well.”

He rose his eyebrow, surprised. “Really?”

“Sure! I just need to persuade my parents, that they won´t become grandparents!”

He chuckled and you noticed his shoulders relaxing as well.

“Just to clarify; we´d make the most beautiful babies”, he added grinning. Playfully, you punched his shoulder. “So, that´s what you´re dreaming of, huh?”

Then you felt Sirius hands grabbing your side and your weight shifting. However, you held onto his arms and as you felt the water embracing your body, you dragged him in as well.

“You should be punished for pushing me into the water!” You exclaimed when the two of you reached the surface again. “I was; you dragged me with!”

“Someone had to drag you out of that dream!”

The two of you started splashing water around, erupting in a hose fight like children would. You were satisfied, knowing it took off his mind and truthfully, yours as well. You didn´t have to act like adults, not knowing enough about that life anyways, and for once, you could simply be yourself.

Sirius was prevailing and you felt as the ground beneath your feet deepened, until you couldn´t stand anymore. Now you had to swim in order to stay above the surface, Sirius grinned in knowing victory. But then he shifted his weight, gliding through the water until reaching you. Of course, he could still stand due to his height difference.

“I can´t let you drown, can I?” He asked whispering and his arms embraced your hips to pull you closer to him. In the setting sun his skin had a golden tint and his beautiful eyes glistened like honey.

It felt like a dream.

You didn´t think about your actions, letting your body react on it´s own. Your hand reaching up around his neck and your legs hugging around his waist. Sirius leaned a little down until his lips finally brushed against yours. Wet from the lake water, but warm and welcoming. As much as his heart was beating in flurry in his chest, you didn´t push him away. Your hands cupped his face to pull him even closer, your lips opening to deepen the kiss. It was like a dream finally coming true.

[eilai55]

Sick

Summary: What will happen when Oliver is ill?

Warinings: None (i think)

“Maybe I shouldn´t go to work” Henry´s voice was soothing and full of concerned. Morning sickness wasn´t something (Y/n) missed from her previous pregnancy but she couldn´t help feeling sick every time she tried to stand up. When again, she was throwing up she could feel Henry´s hand rubbing her back up and down affectionately as if he wanted to give reassurance and that was his way of doing it. Usually, it wasn´t so bad but that day was horrible.

“Trying to get rid of work so early on the morning darling?” She said when she finished. He would probably had laughed if it wasn´t for the fact that her wife had been laying on the floor of the bathroom throwing up for almost an hour. Seeing the scrutinize look his husband was giving her, she sighed. “I´m okay babe, is only morning sickness you know how it works”

They stayed there a little bit more until (Y/n) was good enough to stand up for herself. “I´ll call my mother and she can stay here with you and Oliver” Henry´s mother, Alma, was the sweetest person (Y/n) knew, she trusted her like her own mother and Alma loved her like her own daughter. Henry was relieved when (Y/n) nodded. He helped her going downstairs and into the kitchen so she could have some water for the dehydration. When he was sure she wasn´t going to throw up again he stood up from his chair to head to work.

“Have a nice day” Her lips met his and they closed their eyes savouring moment.

“You too” he pressed a last kiss on top of her head a headed to the door. “My mother will be here soon by the way” She nodded

Alma and (Y/n) had been chatting for almost two hours before Oliver appeared on the stairs. He had a pale face which made (Y/n) ´s stomach sink. She stood up and, in a flash, she was kneeling to look at him.

“Hey sweetheart, do you feel okay?” The amount of concern flowing on (Y/n) ´s voice made Alma even more sure she was the perfect mother to her grandkid.

“My tummy hurts” Oliver dragged his hand to his belly and let a little cry. To which made (Y/n) flinch a little. Gently she pressed her hand on his forehead confirming what she thought. His son was having high fever. She cooped him up cautiously not to make any violent movements and laid him on his bed. The thermometer marked 40º degrees which, to her concern, was a lot.

(Y/n) tenderly rubbed his stomach as it seemed that soothed his pain. She was humming a lullaby which was making Oliver sleepy but just when he was about to sleep a nausea started forming on her trough. She tried to stop it but the burning feeling in her throat was getting worse and worse until she had practically to run to the toilet to throw up. She could hear Oliver crying again, but in that moment she couldn´t process that information because she was feeling dizzy and everything around her was spinning making her want to vomit again. The feeling of someone grabbing her hair and rubbing her back was so reassuring that she almost cried. Taking some deep breathes and feeling better, she stood up. Alma had managed to make Oliver sleep and reassured (Y/n).

“Thank you” (Y/n) mumbled. Alma always manage to take everything under control. (Y/n) sighted and looked down feeling a little ashamed that she couldn´t do it herself. A finger on her chin made (Y/n) look up to Alma who was smiling reassuring. She knew (Y/n) couldn´t help when she had morning sickness, she knew it very well after four pregnancies. So, she wanted to tell her not to be ashamed of having someone helping her and that she has more than happy being that person. Seeing no judgment at all on Alma´s eyes (Y/n) relaxed a little bit and managed a weak smile in her direction.

“There you are, all beautiful and radiant again” Alma´s loving words of affection made (Y/n) want to cry again. She hated crying in front of people but the feeling that she wasn´t alone was overwhelming and the hormones made it all worse so all she could do was sob in Alma´s warm hug.

Dylan and Emma were not only Henry´s co-workers but also his bests friends. The last film they made together was a box-office bomb so the new one they were making was expected to be even better. That put a lot of pressure on them. Dylan was an excellent actor and Emma an excellent music producer.

The work on the studio was endless but they had managed to scape for a cup of coffee in Dylan´s dressing room. Dylan was also expecting a child, her wife was on her 9th month whilst Emma had had 2 children, one girl of four years and a boy of two. They were teasing Dylan to say hello to sleepless nights and that his new best friend were the diapers. Their child was expected due next week so that was also Dylan´s last day before going for paternity leave, as well as it was the last day of filming due Dylan played the main role. The film was almost finished, there was only one last scene and they all could go home for the weekend.

Henry was concern for her wife; he knew his mother was with her which calmed him a little but he still couldn´t stop the urge for calling her to see how she was. Just when he was pressing the numbers his assistant hurried through the door and asked the three of them to go back to the plateau. With a sight Dylan left his mobile down and followed his two friends.

After preparing the meal, (Y/n) headed to Oliver´s room to find him surround by a puddle of what (Y/n) guessed was sweat. A soft groan scaped his lips when she reached him down. The last time (Y/n) checked up on him he was sleeping fine but now he was sweating and trembling.

“Mom?” he almost cried “cold”

“I know sweetheart, come here” She scooped him up and changed his wet clothes not before cleaning him up with a bit of hot water, then asked Alma if she could change the bed sheets while she gave him something to eat to make him get warm. The soup was southing against his throat and the relieved was visible on Oliver´s eyes. To (Y/n) ´s relief he wasn´t trembling anymore but he was still red due his hight temperature. She had mixed the soup with a medicine the doctor gave them last time that happened. (Y/n) saw how the tired eyes of Oliver were closing. “Do you want to go up to sleep?”

“No, want mommy” (Y/n) couldn’t supress the smile on her lips although she knew today was not a good day to be near him as in any moment she had to run to the bathroom but the pleading look on his face  touched her soft spot and not having the courage to leave him alone she took him to her bed where there was enough space for both of them and she could stand up if needed without waking him up.

When Henry got home late at night, he was surprised to find only his mother on the Tv room. When she noticed him, she smiled sweetly. “They are upstairs, sleeping” she answered his unsaid question. After driving her home and thanking her for taking care of both of his girls he went to his and (t/n) room only to find out (Y/n) sleeping hand with one hand on Oliver’s tummy who was also sleeping peacefully next to her. He saw the sick bowl near the bed as he changed to get ready for sleep.

Putting an arm in his wife´s waist and pressing his chest on her back he smiled.

-You are home – (Y/n) mumbled half asleep

-Yeah – He hummed softly – How are you feeling?

-Hmmm- She responded drifting to sleep again

-Night darling- Henry kissed the top of her head closed his eyes thinking how lucky he was.

[annaofthenorthernlights]

The magic inside

Kristanna fanfic, canon-diverted

Rated G

Words: 1925

Summary:

Kristoff brings Anna to a unique place he had one day detected, and according to Grand Pabbie only few were granted its sight... what might be the magical secret to it?

Note:

This one-shot was my contribution to the "Corner of creation discord – monthly writing challenge" October 2021 contest “MAGIC” (word limit 2500).

And many thanks to @hiptoff for beta reading and encouraging me to stick to this idea... ♥️🙏♥️

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It had been mere coincidence that Kristoff had detected that magical place back in early autumn. Once on his way home late, he couldn´t let Sven drag him all the way back to town, because they had wandered far more up into the high mountains than usual. So, the young ice harvester had decided to stop and make them stay the night in that cave he had noticed, though this northern region was not that familiar to him. But they were both exhausted and a good rest was at bay.

And then, there had not been much of sleep. If ever anyone had told him that there existed a place like that, other than in the trolls´ valley that was, then he would have smirked and nodded all politely, knowing it was insanity talk. But it did exist, and it was magical…

So now, all Kristoff could think about was to bring the one and only to see this. Anna deserved the treat and he couldn´t wait for the magical moment to see her face when she was to stand on the spot where he had tried in vain to close his eyes.

Kristoff wanted to be sure that he hadn´t dreamed about this all and had sought Grand-Pabbie to talk to. The old troll had smiled kindly to him, apparently once again knowing more and not telling everything off his wise mind.

“Why is this happening there, can you tell?” Kristoff had asked in wonder, trying to comprehend the phenomenon.

“Because, Kristoff, this time there is no physics law for explanation. It´s the magic inside of you that´s causing it to occur.”

And Grand-Pabbie explained the old legend to the mystery of that place. He had then placed a fatherly hand to Kristoff´s bold arm and crooked his head to his favourite boy.

“It´s an invitation, don´t fear it, favour it!”

On that, Grand-Pabbie had winked and smiled knowingly, just to roll himself back to a round rock-ball and spinning off.

***

That had been four weeks ago and now, Anna sat next to him in the front of the sledge, all edgy and giddy for the surprise that was awaiting her. She had wrapped herself into her purple travel cloak and with her two casual braids she reminded him so much of their first adventure up the north mountain. And still, after all those months, it still gave Kristoff the shivers when he thought of that dreadful moment of seeing Anna freeze right in front of him. But then, she was a fighter and had she not kicked off a wolve, had tricked Marshmallow and her awkward attempt of climbing that rock wall had been the sweetest, though he would not tell her because it made her frowning. And Kristoff didn´t like Anna frowning.

The autumn air had turned chillier the past few days and days were noticeably getting shorter. Good, like that he wouldn´t need to wait too long for his surprising her.

Anna had snuggled more closely up to him and braced her arms around her body and shuddered, gritting her teeth to the cold breeze that engulfed their ears and faces.

“Grrrrr. It´s getting chilly, right?”

“Yeap, hope you packed your warmest things, and no silk and lace.” Kristoff grinned and laid an arm around her just to pull her closer to his side. She didn´t pull back, but instead nestled into his hold, sighing contentedly. But then, she lifted her head and grinned up.

“What would you know of silk and lace?”

“You told me, forgotten?”

“Wait, what? Did I?”

“Yes.”

“Was I drunk? Have you made me drunk and asked about my nightwear?”

Kristoff laughed out loud and glanced at her with amusement.

“No, feisty pants, you complained about the blanket I offered you the last time we took shelter in that old cabin, while we had to wait for the pouring rain to stop. And there you said you´d miss your silky sheets that were soft and snuggly. Remember?”

“To be fair, your blanket was rough like a pig´s bristle.”

“And what would you know of a pig´s bristle?”

“More than you of silk and laces.” And she pinched his side with a mischievous grin.

“So, we´re even then?” He smirked back at her.

��Even.” Anna sighed and leaned back into his warm and bold side.

A while later Kristoff heard the princess of Arendelle snore peacefully against his ribcage. She was such a sweetheart! And on top of that, she called herself his sweetheart. And that thought never failed to make his heart skip a beat.

***

“Anna, we´re there.”

“Hm?” Anna raised her head and rubbed her eyes yawning, just to notice that they had come up far into the mountains. She watched Kristoff detach Sven from his harness and the reindeer grumbled contentedly and started skipping and running around the snow field on which Kristoff had brought the sled to stand.

She had hopped down from the sledge by herself before Kristoff could lend her a hand, and Anna walked a few steps close to the edge of the platform. That was breath-taking and simply miraculous.

“Kristoff! This is amazing. I didn´t know such wonder could possibly exist.”

Anna stood and looked around in wonder, the sight to her eyes was overwhelming. The mountains driftingly sinking lower into the landscape and the valleys before Arendelle slinging with the fjords like dancing a waltz to nature´s music. And above all that lovely scenery expanding in front of them, the northern lights danced their melody and covering the world in their enchanting colours. It was all so peaceful, so utterly quiet and… magical.

Kristoff had stepped to her side and nodded understandingly.

“Yes, it´s awesome, isn´t it?”

And wait till you see the magic inside…

He reached for her hand and Anna looked up with happy eyes, this moment was perfect to her. Kristoff had turned to face her and leaned in to whisper close to her beautiful face.

“Anna, there is something I wanted to show you. It´s just, I don´t know if it will work, but I pray it does. Because to me it seems like a gift by nature´s heart, created only for you!”

“Kristoff…” she whispered back, “what is that?”

“Trust me?”

“Yes.”

She crooked her head in anticipation, when Kristoff pulled out a light cloth to put it gently around Anna´s eyes to cover her sight. Anna giggled and asked if that was the revenge for her blindfolding him back in summer?

“No, my love, it´s to make the magical moment flawless. Ready?”

“Yes.” She cooed, holding out her hands for her beloved mountain man to guide her to the magical surprise, all thrilled and prancing with delight. But Kristoff would not take her hands, instead, he scooped her up and carried her far inside the cave behind them.

Once inside, Kristoff took a deep breath and smiled. It was there and nature must have awaited them, because it was even more beautiful than when he had seen this spectacle before. He lowered Anna gently to the ground, now holding her hands and squeezing them, to let her know it was time. She smiled and bit her lips, clearly excited, and she squeezed his fingers in return.

“Ready?” Kristoff whispered again.

Anna nodded, smacking her lips, and heaving her shoulders. And Kristoff carefully undid the knot and took off the cloth with a gentle touch on her back. No words would be in place for that moment.

And when Anna opened her eyes, she gazed around, mouth agape. She turned on the spot, slowly, her eyes wondering about the place in every direction, up to the ceiling, down to the little pond that lay before her feet, just to notice what was going on.

The cave was lit by the northern lights. The lights were dancing within this enclosed placed and coloured the walls, the ceiling rocks, the ground on which they stood, and the greatest wonder of all, the lights seemed to shine through them.

Anna lifted her hands to see them bathed in colours, her cape was changing colours like she was being painted into a new artwork. How was that possible? And she turned to look up into these beautiful eyes, which were still the warm brown she loved so much, but other than that, Kristoff was covered too in the dancing lights.

And tears ran down her cheeks, of joy and fascination. Laughingly, she grabbed Kristoff´s hands and held them tight and then, out of sheer exaltation, Anna let go, jumped up and flung her arms around his neck, burying her face in the crook of his neck!

“Thank you! Thank you! This is… so wonderful, so amazingly wonderful!”

“Anna!” Kristoff tenderly spoke to her temple, “don´t thank me. I´m not the creator of this.”

“But you share this secret with me. That means so much to me. Look at that, look at how warm and beautiful this is.”

“I know.”

“How is that possible? There is no hole in the walls or the ceiling. How do the lights get in here? Can you explain this, what is it?”

“According to Grand-Pabbie those lights are not ordinary, there´s a legend to this place. In ancient times when the world was in creation, love and light fell in love and united in this very place. And because their love never faded, from time to time they return to the place of their union. Anna, what we are privileged to witness right here and now does not show to everybody. Grand-Pabbie says, only few can see the lights born by love.”

“…..” All Anna could do was gazing up, taking in that loving man, with her heart drumming in her breast, wildly and expectantly.

“So…. It´s magic?”

“Magic.”

“Born by love itself…?”

And then, Kristoff pulled her close to him, and ran a hand along her cheekbone and behind her neck to hold her carefully, leaning his forehead to hers.

“It´s inside of us. That´s what Grand-Pabbie says. But I don´t know what it means. Only I have found out now that with you here, the lights shine brighter and more powerful than when I have seen them on my own.”

Anna cupped his face with her slender hands and beamed up into those kind eyes smiling back at her, which warmed her whole inner being.

“Because two united hearts in love are stronger than one!”

“I… love you, Anna, and I believe you´re right.”

“And I love you, Kristoff.”

He pecked a soft kiss to her forehead, just to speak quietly. “There is one more thing that Grand-Pabbie said, I need to tell you.”

“What is it?” She whispered softly.

“He said this moment is an invitation to favour, not to fear.”

“And you don´t have an idea what that might be?” Anna tenderly ran her hands down to his chest, to keep them there and even beneath the thick tunica she could feel his heartbeat accelerating.

“I may get the notion by now….” Kristoff could sense the warmth he saw in her eyes and his core swelled with love for his princess, who smiled at him with a radiant glow.

“Me, too.”

And their soft and passionate kiss was bathed in the dancing lights, which guided them magically into the wonder of blending love.

[random-yandere-fandom]

How about yandere TC meliodas but a soulmate au where him and the s/o( Fairy and goddess hybrid who fights for stigma) both share a connection to each other, from sharing emotion, to having vision of where they may meet for the first time. This seem like a nice concept, I imagine meliodas is use to constantly feeling pain from training all the way to fighting the war only to have a s/o who is yet to meet him but is willing to send over positive emotion and feeling to make him feel better. Im sucker for this kinds of things.

Oh hell yes, I love soulmate aus! Which is why it got a bit longer than what I normally write (and took so long lol)

Yandere TC Meliodas with soulmate darling

For as long as you can remember there had been a second layer to your emotions that you couldn`t quite grasp, let alone influence. It was just barely there, almost unnoticeable.  Annoyance, nonchalance and a deep-rooted but hidden pain. After learning that those belonged to your soulmate, to the being your were destined to meet and love, you were baffled. Three emotions. A few feelings. Was that all they were capable of, or was that all they could allow themselves to? You mused that they felt your surprise and pity and hoped they wouldn`t connect the dots, they didn`t seem like the kind of person to appreciate such sentiments. Nonetheless you wanted to help. If they weren`t able to and didn`t have the opportunity to experience joy, wonder, excitement and a healthy amount of sadness and grief that one felt at ending a wonderful book with no continuation than you would have to do it for them. If they were hurt you could send them comfort and if they were bored you`d jump down a cliff if you must only to open your wings at the last second to send them a dose of mixed excitement and fear and laughter.

Meliodas had known of the concept of soulmates for as long as he could remember. Since then he had always been told that he wouldn`t need them, that demons barely needed their destined partner and only to allow any connection beyond the unavoidable should they be of the same race. He knew that something was wrong with that but in the end he didn`t care enough to do anything about that. So they felt what he did and at some point he`d know where you two would meet. Great. As long as they don`t get in his way and he can do what he must it`d be fine. 

He always knew that his range of sentiments were by far not the widest or the happiest but he would do. Meliodas had to. He had to be strong and cold and unfeeling. That did not seem to be the case for his soulmate, however. There were a mix of emotions constantly changing, most of them he hadn`t even experienced himself. They are a bother, he told himself and ignored it. He also ignored the twinge in his chest whenever they felt sad, ashamed or dispirited. Told himself that he was lucky that they weren`t sending feelings consciously, especially when he had to concentrate.

That changed. There was no warning, no prompting, nothing. Meliodas was about to go to sleep when they did it for the first time. They must have felt his exhaustion and either they thought he didn`t deserve to rest or wanted to spite him because the next thing he knew he felt adrenaline coursing through his veins and excitement erupting. Cursing he sat up, trying to calm his racing hearts and suppress that stuff. The emotions promptly calmed down and went into their normal, ignorable state though he could make out some guilt. For good measure he made his annoyance clear before flopping back down and closing his eyes. That didn`t stop a small and rather short lived smile from surfacing.

Was it your best idea? No. Did you think about what you were doing? No. You had felt your soulmate`s fatigue and seeing as it was the afternoon and they didn`t normally feel like that at this certain time you had assumed that they needed a bit of energy. Luckily, you had been sitting on a rather high branch and before you could think it through you had thrown yourself of from it. Upon their rejection though you had quickly stopped your little stunt and the idea that they had wanted to sleep crossed your mind. Ups. This had been the first time you had enforced an emotion and it had gone wrong. Hoping that their first impression of you could still be fixed you laid low for a bit. 

The next opportunity presented itself when you had discovered a beautiful small pond in the forest. It was surrounded by rich plant live and some ducks were swimming on it, the sunshine reflected and sparkled on the water’s surface. Deciding that now would be a good opportunity you checked on their emotions. There was no apparent change from normal so it should be fine. Carefully and a lot slower this time you let your admiration seep through to them and being encouraged by the response, which was nothing, you strengthened it, letting yourself enjoy the coolness of the water as you dipped your feet in. Sitting there you shared this feeling, the contrast of the warm light and the refreshing cold, the calmness of the forest, far away from the others and the silence only being broke by the wind and birds in the sky. With all the work you had been doing and the tense atmosphere of your partner the relaxation was welcomed with open arms. 

After this first successful interaction you continued, first about once a week and then once a day and soon simply whenever you felt like it. You were a bit disappointed that your soulmate never openly reacted but you had noticed that their feelings had calmed down and that was enough to keep you going. Having long ago realised that they were fighting in the same war, the suspicion and caution mixed with the occasional numbness, you assumed that they numbed their feelings in hopes of suppressing regret, you sent as much comfort as you could. It was gut wrenching whenever you noticed the impassivity but you did your best to help.

Meliodas grew used to it, over time. He even grew to like it, not that he`d ever admit it. Sensing your enforced emotions brought him joy and comfort, knowing that there was someone out there who cared. He sometimes felt guilty about not replying but what did he have to share? So he let the one sided communication continue. 

You always made sure to only strengthen positive emotions or small harmless sadness, just to let them know what you were feeling. This time however you feared that you had made a mistake. You were patrolling and you were careless. It was close to enemy territory but there hadn`t been an incident here and there was this beautiful flower in full bloom and you simply had to send your amazement. Doing just that you hovered over the flower, it`s sweet smell calming your mind. The next thing you knew was a sharp pain in your side as you moved away, away from whatever had slashed you. 

It was a small demon and you were quickly able to take care of it before healing your wound. Before you could investigate if there were any others you felt their worry. It was overwhelming. For the first time they openly enforced their feelings and it was intense enough that you couldn`t breathe for a moment. You noticed some anger interlaced, too, directed at what had harmed you, you noted. Quickly sending them your calmed frame of mind you searched for any other attackers and upon finding none you returned to report to one of the other goddesses.

Meliodas had been walking down a lonely hallway when you noticed the flower. Humming in acknowledgement he opened the door to his room and froze. Instead of admiration you seemed to be in pain. What had happened? Were you okay? His mind raced as he allowed himself to worry and let that worry reach you. The seconds were he felt your pain, surprise, resignation and caution were agony. After he was assured you were fine he sighed in relief. 

After the second time the demon decided that he should contact you more. After his initial worry had subsided he had become anxious. Not only could you be harmed at any time, he had no way of helping you, not without knowing who or where you were. He realised he didn`t know much of you. Was there someone who liked you beside him, someone you liked? He hoped not. You were his. You two were fated to be, no matter how stupid that sounded. However he had no real way of checking, so interacting with you like this had to be enough for now. He also grew more attentive of your passive emotions, not letting a single feeling pass his attention.

It is a well known fact that before you meet your destined other, you envision the place you will first meet. You had been waiting for that day for ages, knowing that soon after you`d finally meet them, your soulmate. They had been so much more communicative and their joy caused by interactions grew day by day. So when you opened your eyes in a supposedly dream and felt closer to them than ever before you knew that your encounter was drawing near.

The first thing you noticed were your surroundings which resembled a patch of woods just on the border to demon territory. It was cold and clouds hung deep over the sky, it was eerily silent. Not the most romantic, you decided, but whatever. Taking a closer look you noticed a figure approaching from the woods, across from you and the border. It was more of a shadow than anything, you could make out the rather small height but any other details didn`t quite seem to be comprehensive or noticeable. So this was them. You smiled, though you could guess that they wouldn`t see that with how they most likely perceived you in a similar way that you could view them. No words were spoken as you stood only meters apart, time seemingly frozen as all you could do was hope that you could stay like this for longer. Neither they nor you moved, fearing that otherwise the bubble would burst and the glass would shatter and you would wake up, more lonely than ever now that you were apart again. You couldn`t speak, somehow knowing that sounds would not travel far here, but you didn`t need to do that, as all you needed was your connection and bond as soulmates. Warmth, affection and joy swirled between you both and almost felt tangible, as if all you needed to do was reach out to drown in these emotions. 

When Meliodas found himself in a dream more realistic than any other he wondered what had happened. He wandered a bit before recognising the forest to be the one crossing the border that Stigma established and vehemently defended. Feeling a presence he followed the strange pull, coming across the figure hidden in shadows with wings that couldn`t have been a fairy`s or a goddess`s. Something else or something in between? He didn`t care. All that mattered was the sense of recognition. It was you. His partner. His destined other. His soulmate. His.

Only after waking up did he realise where exactly you both would meet. The verge on which enemies would meet to battle. Where blood was spilled in the constantly ongoing war. The perimeter seemed in tact though, so you at least wouldn`t meet directly on a battlefield. One thing he did know now, however. You stood on opposing sides, Demons against Stigma, darkness against light, him versus you. How cruel to put you so far away from him, Meliodas mused. But if he had to he knew who to betray and who to stay loyal to. 

You spend the next days searching for the exact place you two would meet, ignoring the suspicious stares and whispers about, oh, look, the hybrid is slacking of, no wonder. You wondered how they`d react to your soulmate who was undeniably on the opposite force of the conflict. You supposed one of you would have to switch sides and if you couldn`t convince them than you would have to do so. Though with how they ended up emotionally before you interacted you hoped they would agree with you. Even if the others were against it, the higher ups respected your hard work and if that didn`t work you`d ask Elizabeth, who always seemed hesitant about the war and disliked judging others no matter who they were, for help. 

Either way, you thought, being prepared wouldn`t hurt. After finally finding the place you hid a small bag full of important belongings and necessities in the trunk of the hollow tree along with a small gift you hoped your soulmate would appreciate. Following the thickening of your bond you had started to feel other and smaller sensations of them and while you were quite distressed with how often they seemed to fight, you couldn`t deny the feeling of joy when you drank a wine and instantly knew that they liked it, having had a faint taste of it. Hoping that this time you could enjoy it together you made sure the bottle was secure before heading of again.

Every time the weather was like the one in your vision, your and their hope grew and while you reached the place in no time, having memorised the way, they still hadn’t found it. Meliodas wished to fly over the forest but he had seen himself walking and knew that was the only way to get to you. So he wandered around, over and over and when he finally recognised a turn he followed the path eagerly. It took a bit to notice your presence, it being hidden seeing as anything else would be suicide so close to a hostile region. He rushed through the trees, his and yours excitement mixing and growing as you waited, peering through the woods in hopes of catching a glimpse, the first glimpse of the person you had grown to love.

The wind, his hearts and time itself stopped as he came to a halt in front of you. Your eyes were the first things he noticed, shining with a light that warmed him, overflowing with affection. You stared just as much, his black eyes turning into a beautiful shade of green as he lowered himself to the ground, his black wings disappearing from sight. You did the same, letting your feet touch the earth below you before moving one in front of the other. The grin on your face widened as he did the same and before you knew it he wrapped his arms around you.

“Hello“, you whispered. All former thoughts and ideas on your first words spoken to him seeming too far away to speak now, all you could do was great him. He was so warm, his arms protectively shielding you away from a world that was to cruel to a wonderful being like you, he decided, as he responded in the same manner. His hearts were finally beating again and were much faster now.  

“My name is Meliodas“, he added, chin comfortably resting on your shoulders, eyes closed and melting into your embrace. It felt so right to finally have you. You fitted perfectly into his grasp, his eyes fluttering open and a smile tugging on his lips as he heard your name. You were finally here, with him. Meliodas knew in this moment he could never let you go. He would follow you wherever you wanted to and destroy anyone that dared and try harm you, no matter the consequences, as long as he could be with you, the one who cared and comforted him, the one that was made for him and the one he was made for, his soulmate.