#like yes he could have genuinely just believed it was a fake number but

[greasegotahold]

So I've made this post already, can't find it, but. Had a little extra point to add to it so. New post.

It really does speak to Two-Bit's character, I think, that he flirts with a pretty, witty, soc girl. She gives him her number. And he chooses not to even try to pursue it further.

Bc like. Two-Bit's an underage Alcoholic. Randy's an underage Alcoholic. Two-Bit knows the reason Marcia and Cherry were without their boyfriends is bc their boyfriends have a drinking problem.

But there's no indication Marcia knows Two-Bit is also a drinker.

So Two-Bit made the decision on his own to cut it off before it could start and that's both sweet in that he was considering her wants for a partner but also really sad bc he's already certain he'd choose the alcohol first and ow.

[elssero]

people always talk about sero being confident and experienced and i get it!! but i cannot escape the itch of virgin third year sero !

virgin third year sero who is always around his classmates who HE considers to be better looking than him… people who stand out more than him.

virgin third year sero who acts like the perfect wingman but is silently jealous when girls attempt to pick up bakugou or todoroki when he’s out with them.

virgin third year sero who just accepts that he’s never going to be the one that girls are interested in when they approach his group.

virgin third year sero who goes to denkis 18th expecting the night to go the same as it always does, with girls asking him to introduce them to one of his classmates and him doing it with a fake smile on his face.

virgin third year sero who sees you eyeing him from his place sat next to kiri on the couch and wonders how long it’ll take you to ask him for kiri’s number.

virgin third year sero who is genuinely taken aback when you strut over to him, not looking at kiri sat next to him once and asks HIM to dance with you.

virgin third year sero who agrees, because he’d be stupid not too, even if you are after someone else in the long run he’d be insane to turn down a dance with someone so beautiful.

virgin third year sero who’s breath hitches when you pull him closer to you and wrap ur hands around his neck, almost fully pressing up against him while dancing with him.

virgin third year sero who can’t fathom why you seem so interested in him if your just using him to get to someone else.

virgin third year sero who for a moment contemplates that you might actually be interested in him but quickly scratches the idea because why would someone as beautiful as you be interested in him when you could have anyone.

virgin third year sero who freezes when you ask to kiss him. he can only muster up a quiet “…what?” breathlessly and you almost giggle at how quickly his cheeks go red.

virgin third year sero who lets you kiss him, again because he’d be absolutely stupid not to, it’s not his first kiss but god does he feel so nervous that it might aswell be, he’s hopelessly trying to find a place to put his hands and he’s losing his breath like he’s in first year again.

virgin third year sero who lets you guide his hands to your waist, pushing yourself closer to him as he wraps his arms around you, as if he doesn’t want to let you go.

virgin third year sero who is completely out of breath when you eventually part from him, he slowly opens his eyes to look at you, somehow even more beautiful than before smiling up at him, hands still wrapped around his neck not daring to let him go. you pull him down closer to your height and move his head so your lips are pressed centimetres from his ear, he feels your breath against his neck and holds in a moan at your proximity.

“do you wanna get out of here?” you whisper, yourself almost panting and sero thinks it may be the hottest thing he’s ever heard. “are you sure?” is all he can reply, still not understanding why you wouldn’t rather be with someone else and you nod again moving your lips even closer to his ear “yes. i’m sure” you muster but he still doesn’t look convinced so you continue “been thinkin about you since your other idiot friends birthday last month, saw you then and knew i had to have you.” you take a hot breath before continuing “if you’ll let me”

he’s speechless, he thinks you have to be insane, because why him??? his jaw drops and his mind is racing but all his self depreciating thoughts wash away when you move your mouth to kiss him again and it’s different this time, it’s desperate and forceful… you want him and he’d be a fucking idiot to not let you have him.

not so virgin third year sero who wakes up the next morning with his head pounding and an empty bed and leads himself to believe it must have been a dream because of course no one was actually interested in him. especially someone as breathtaking as you… until he finds a little yellow sticky note attached to his desk reading -

“had a great time with you last night ! sorry i had to run but here’s my number for when you wanna go on a real date <3”

and he can’t help but erupt into a huge smile, he’s dailing your number into his phone as quickly as he can and immediately making plans for a real date. he simply cannot wait, he’s waited far too long already.

first EVER fanfiction i’ve ever written but i knew it had to be about sero:3 critics ARE welcome but i ask nicely that u don’t be too mean! lots of love <3

[lazycats-stuff]

Hello, hope you're having a good day/night

I was wondering if I could request Bruce x Bat Dad (and some bat fam)

What if reader knew about the darker things in the world like demons and horrors unimaginable from the time he was small and that's why he doesn't talk about things like growing up or his family.

What if reader gets captured by a cult that torture him in order to force reader to translate strange eldritch books and artifacts.

You can choose how long it takes for Bruce to find reader

(What if Bruce and the batfam find out that reader has been hunting and investigating the supernatural like a small base of operations that looks more like a library with hidden weapons)

Hi, I hope you have a good day or night too. Of course you can request. Hehe. Lets go. Also, I'm sorry for taking so long... I hope you like it! And yes, the ending may be rushed, but it's not that bad.

Summary: (Y/N) gets taken for his knowledge.

Warnings: cult, fight, implications of torture... Nothing is really direct per say.

(Y/N) sighed as he closed his old leather book. He wished he didn't have this knowledge, this... (Y/N) swallowed as he put his book back and left the room, closing the fake bookcase. He rubbed his face as he was tired from this life. He wished he didn't have this knowledge. He knows the things that would turn the world upside down.

He met with hell's worst demons and he saw some of the other unspeakable horrors. (Y/N) never had a good life. He grew up in a satanic cult, the one who was genuinely believing that Satan is coming and that they are going to be his loyal servants.

He was apparently marked by Satan when he was born, but then again, when you are in a cult, you believe what they tell you. (Y/N) escaped when he was 16 years old, running like the devil himself was chasing him. (Y/N) came to Gotham with only clothes on his back.

Soon he met a nice guy who helped him. (Y/N) is smart and intelligent and he managed to start high school. He graduated after 3 years and went on to study history and religion at college. He was always interested in those things and soon enough, he found himself working in a museum.

It was a nice change of pace for once. Learning about old things and older religions and he liked it when he could teach someone something new. Of course, he was vigilant of new people and people in general. He was careful when meeting someone new, hoping that the cult didn't go after him. He could only hope so.

Dating after being in a cult it's difficult. Always suspicious of any one coming into his life romantically. Men or women, being suspicious from the get go was a certified way to see if someone was from the cult. It was also one of the fastest ways to get your relationship destroyed.

Then Bruce Wayne came into his life.

It was a coincidence. Bruce saw an interesting exhibition and decided to treat Damian to a little treat. (Y/N) was making his way through the museum, just enjoying his day and making sure every visitor was taken care of. He saw Bruce and Damian, looking in confusion.

(Y/N) walked over and asked if everything was okay and the rest was history. He lead the two through the museum, enjoying the fact that Damian knew a lot about history and it was actually fun to debate a child who knew something over a fact.

Bruce was quiet, enjoying the tour and well... Love at first sight for Bruce. He was chatting with (Y/N) and saw how guarded he was. Sure, everyone is guarded around strangers, but this is a whole another level of being guarded.

Bruce was rather intrigued, but he didn't want to push any boundaries. So he left (Y/N) his number, saying no pressure to say yes, but do call.

To say (Y/N) was a nervous wreck is an understatement. What the hell was Bruce Wayne doing with him? Was he just looking for a one night stand? Or was just flirting to keep with the playboy persona? He came home and stared at the card for 10 minutes, thinking about it.

Should he?

Should he not?

You know what? He's not made from glass. He will go for it and whatever happens, happens. He texted Bruce, he wasn't really brave enough to call. He really wasn't.

He jumped when he saw that Bruce responded.

To cut a very long story short, Bruce and (Y/N) are together to this day. The date went very well and (Y/N) was happy for the first time. He has never been happier. Together with a man who loves him and the kids who love him.

(Y/N) may love the kids more than Bruce, but Bruce won't complain. Anyone who accepted his kids, he was more than happy and if that person loved the kids more than Bruce...

Of course, in platonic way.

But there was something that bothered the family, well, not bothered, but it was interesting to them. It was (Y/N)'s past. It was something he hid and refused to talk about. He would get closed off and cold and soon enough they learnt to not ask about it.

Of course, in a family full of detectives, they wanted to investigate, but they knew that they shouldn't have because it was an invasion of privacy. So, they have decided to leave (Y/N)'s past alone.

Also, one thing that they loved about (Y/N) was the fact that he was teaching them history, something they all loved. Jason was a fan of Egypt and Sumerians. Dick loved European history, more so medieval times. Tim loved the Enigma and the making of a first computer?

And Damian? World War Two and Arabic history.

Alfred loved (Y/N) too and he would love nothing more for Bruce to marry that man. God knows that this household needs another emotionally stable person. Somewhat...

Alfred was not the one to complain.

He saw how (Y/N) and Bruce complimented one another and Bruce gave (Y/N) a push to write his book about history of religion. (Y/N) has always wanted to write that and Bruce gave him a push he needed. But not financially.

(Y/N) said he would do it all on his own. Bruce had no problem with that statement. He agreed to not pull connections with anyone or any publishing house. But he wasn't against getting (Y/N) his materials. He had no problem delivering the materials right to his door or at his work.

(Y/N) knew that Bruce was Batman so he knew that Bruce was in front of his apartment or in his office. (Y/N) enjoyed and was happy to see them.

(Y/N) entered his apartment and went to the kitchen. He was completely oblivious to the fact that there was a dark figure in his living room. (Y/N) took a sip of the water before he heard a creak on the floor board. He acted like it was nothing before throwing the glass in the direction on the sound. He hit the figure and (Y/N) grabbed a knife.

(Y/N) watched as the figure doubled down in pain, before recovering. The figure has stepped into the light and (Y/N) recognized the face.

" You motherfucker... " (Y/N) said as he gripped the handle of the knife tighter.

" That's no way to talk to your leader. " The deep male voice said and (Y/N) sized him up.

Maybe he can make it out. But the leader is strong and full of muscles. He has to evade him. Somehow.

That plan went down to shit when he saw two more figures. Sure, the leader needs to have protection. (Y/N) glanced between the trio. Someone is going to attack first.

Which one is the question.

(Y/N) ducked a punch and tried to stab the incoming one, but he was hurled over the couch, taking it with him. (Y/N) grunted as he hit the floor and he stood up after a few moments. He didn't have his knife with him.

Shit.

He nearly died when there was a fourth figure picking him up, before throwing him into his glass coffee table. (Y/N) grunted as he hit his head. He hissed as he tried to get up, but a kick to his face sent him flying back and he was dazed.

" I'm not coming with you. " (Y/N) said as he wiped the blood from his face.

" Oh you are. We know you can translate the demon transcriptions. And we need those translations. " The leader said and (Y/N) glared at them.

He won't go out without a fight.

" You are outnumbered. There is no way out. " The leader said and (Y/N) glanced at the other two. They were blocking the exit. They only way is to fight out or at least try.

But there was no weapon in sight. So he was screwed. Kicking and punching his way out can only take him so far.

But he had to try.

So he did just that. He tried to fight, but he was punched in the jaw quickly that he was nearly knocked. He fell down, hitting his head hard once more.

His vision was swimming and he couldn't see who was where anymore. His only hope now was Bruce. He knew Bruce would drop by later in the night and that he would find him. Bruce would never stop looking for him.

The kiddos too...

His jaw got punched once more and he blacked out. Now the cult had him where they wanted him. They could do what they pleased.

And if that meant torture... Well, then so be it.

Two fucking months. Bruce was losing his mind as he was looking for his boyfriend. He was horrified when he learnt of (Y/N)'s past, who wouldn't be terrified? Learning and growing up in a cult?

Bruce remembers the first time he entered the apartment and he will always wonder about a lot of things. More so that (Y/N) is somewhat normal.

Bruce was shocked that (Y/N) turned out normal. The trauma he must have went through... He was even more shocked when they found out the secret library in his apartment... Bruce had to call John Constantine to see what the hell was happening here.

John knew exactly what this was. (Y/N) was a hunter who hunted demons and banished them back to hell. Bruce was officially in the dark now. His beloved, his significant other was a hunter? Who went after demons?

Bruce didn't know how the hell he was going to explain this to his kids. How can you explain something like this? Bruce analyzed every part of the apartment, trying to figure out what happened.

He saw that (Y/N) had a knife, but was threw around the room. Then he was put through his glass coffee table. Bruce sighed quietly as John looked through the books.

" This is an amazing collection. " John commented as he looked through the books and the weapons.

" Is that really important right now? " Bruce snapped at the man and John just shrugged his shoulders.

" I guess not, but I know people who would kill for this collection. Bruce, he has knowledge of the single handedly one of the most ancient languages in the world. I can only count people on one hand that know this language. " John explained.

Bruce sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

" I think I know why they kidnapped your partner. " John said as he picked up a book. Bruce raised his brow in question.

" The cult that took him wanted some translations it seems. " John said as he opened and old, leather bound book, more interested in the book at the moment.

" That's not good. I'm assuming he will resist... They are going to torture him. " Bruce said solemnly, eyes darting around the apartment.

" We will put the bookshelf the way it was. Maybe they were after the books and weapons. " Bruce said and John sighed as he put the book where he found it and then did what Bruce asked from him.

From that day, two months passed. Bruce and everyone else worked tirelessly to find their favorite person. Bruce his boyfriend, soon to be a fiancé, the boys their second dad, one that is more emotionally open and Alfred needed one person who is going to be somewhat normal.

Bruce nearly jumped out of his skin when he got a location. They boys and him piled into the batmobile and drove as fast as the car allowed it.

To say that they had to fight their way in was an understatement. Alfred was anxiously waiting in the cave.

Bruce nearly died when he saw (Y/N). Bloodied, bruised... Bruce didn't want to know the specifics. He picked his beloved up and moved to the car and he made sure to call the SWAT team from GCPD, alongside a few more organizations.

The cult deserves it, okay? Was he over reacting? Maybe.

But that didn't matter now. What mattered is the fact that (Y/N) is taken care of and is alive and well.

To say he drove like a madman... Would be the biggest understatement of the century. Once they came, they rushed their favorite person to Alfred.

Time was of the essence.

Bruce waited for his boys to finish talking to their second dad. (Y/N) had awoken and although still weak, he still talked to his sons. After 20 minutes, Bruce ushered them out, making them all protest a bit, but in the end they knew that they need to go.

Jason hugged his dad, very carefully and left. Dick kissed his dad's cheek and Tim squeezed his hand. Damian hugged his second dad before leaving and the two partners are soon left alone.

" I'm sorry for not telling you the truth... But it was too difficult. " (Y/N) said and Bruce kissed his cheek softly.

" Don't apologize. I understand that. "

" I'm assuming you found my base? " (Y/N) asked and Bruce nodded.

" John said you have a collection people would kill for... This is such shit timing, but would you like to move in? " Bruce said and (Y/N) snorted, but stopped because of his ribs.

" Yes, I would love nothing more. "

Bruce kissed (Y/N)'s cheek again. " Good. I'll leave you to rest. "

" Can you stay with me? "

Bruce smiled and nodded, changing into his PJs before gently laying down next to (Y/N), wrapping him into blankets and the two quickly feel asleep.

The two were finally reunited.

[bensonsbobblehead]

The Village it Takes 

pairings; Spencer Reid x Mom!reader (ft Daughter!oc)

Spencer fakes his death ( basically how Emily did) leaving you and your 11 year old daughter behind.

Content Warnings; angst, sadness, talks of death and grief.

wc; 1.0k [ part two ]

When Cameron Marie Reid was born she changed you and Spencer’s life. She was everything and more to the both of you. There was no doubt in your mind that Spencer would be an amazing father despite how much he’d beat himself down. 

Wondering if he’ll mess her up with his ‘fucked up genes’. You constantly reassured him that the little bean would love him unconditionally no matter what. 

Proving you right from the moment they laid her on your chest, looking at Spencer you seen everything fall into place. He held, sang, and swayed with her for hours giving you applme time to rest the day she was born. 

Weeks after the delivery you all were finally settled in. Life was back on track, Spencer was back to work, Ronnie was better than ever, you couldn’t have asked for anything else. 

Overtime Spencer and Ronnie grew closer, being your favorite father-daughter pair. You had seen Spencer do things you never thought he would. 

Running around with her, jumping in puddles, dressing up for tea parties, he did it all. Before you knew it Ronnie was going to the 6th grade. 

Spencer was very emotional, he couldn’t believe his little girl was in middle school. She was a perfect mix of the both of you. Having his hair and height but your nose and eyes. Somehow people still thought she favored him more. 

Her first day of middle school was an emotional time for the household. More so Spencer, he knew plenty of statistics about everything that could go wrong. He never always hoped those things would happened but it still hunted him. With his job he’s seen the worse of the worse. 

Spencer dropped her off for what you thought would be a great school year until it wasn’t. It was okay for months in, Ronnie was perfect, she had friends, amazing grades, and she felt good. You hated you had to do this, pulling her out of her life and turning it upside down. 

All you knew was that Spencer was in the hospital, and it didn’t look good according to Hotch . You were a mess, you couldn’t even imagine life without him. You didn’t know how to breathe without him let alone raise a child. 

You wiped your tears and negative thoughts off as you seen Ronnie exit the school. She was okay, smiling, and laughing, how do I do this? You asked yourself you were pulled out of your thoughts by your daughter. 

“Hey mama!” She said hopping in and placing a kiss on your cheek. “Todays was by far the best day, we did so much today, I have to tell you and dad about it togeth—-“

She stopped abruptly and looked at you, noticing the hurt and worry in your face. She could see the dried up tears only causing her heart to pound. 

You glanced over quickly, ‘shit’ you said to yourself, you thought you pulled it together better than you did.

“Are you okay mom?” She asked you with genuine concern just like her dad would. 

“Yeah honey, but there’s something I need to tell you, your dads in the hospital Ron.” You had to rip the bandaid off. This moment was one of the worse for you. Spencer had talked to you about what to do if he ended up in the hospital and how he wanted Ronnie to know immediately.

“He’s gonna be okay though?” She looked up at you like you had all the answers but you didn’t. Spencer knew all this, how to keep you both calm, and the right thing to say. 

“I hope baby” you pulled her in and kissed her temple, heading to the hospital in silence. When you arrived you hopped out the car and headed toward the building. 

“Spencer Reid” you asked the front desk and she gave you a floor number and directed you toward the elevator with Ronnie trailing behind. When you reached you the floor it was cold like you were in an ice box. 

“Can I go to the vending machine?” Your 11 year old asked, you nodded yes seeing it wasn’t to far from where you were going. You slipped into the waiting room causing everyone’s eyes to turn to you. Penelope face was stained red along with the rest of them. You couldn’t even keep eye contact with anyone for long 

“Any updates?” you asked openly not caring who answers. All you knew is that the love of your life was in there because of some sadstic serial killer that had an obsession with the BAU.

“Not yet but they should have one shortly” Rossi said rubbing your back and passing you a water. You stared at the door waiting for any news on him. JJ pushed through the doors causing the entire room to stand.

He never made it off the table 

Your world crashed, your heart dropped, and the pain settles in. You almost fell to your knees, a painful sob escaped your mouth. Luke holding your body weight the best way he could. You were pulled out of your thoughts when you heard her. 

“Mama?” You turned to see your daughter with big tears from in her eyes. 

“Wh—where’s dad? Where’s my dad?” She asked as you walked over getting on your knees eye-level with her. 

“Auntie J? Auntie Em?” By the look on your faces she knew her dad was gone. 

“He — he’s gone baby, your dads gone.” You continued to cry with the team watching by with broken hearts. 

“No! He isn’t gone, I just seen him this morning” She yelled causing everyone jump, you tried grabbing her but you were to weak to stand

“Uncle Aaron? Please tell me it’s not true.” 

Aaron stood silently unable to answer Cameron, a tear fell from his face with no answer.

“I want my daddy! Please mama I want to see him!” She was scream crying falling on to the floor, you held your baby girl tight, wishing you could take this all away. You wanted to take her pain, you hated that she had to feel this. It took Rossi and Luke to help get Ronnie off the floor, her father was her everything. 

[homoeroticbetrayal]

Iconic Homerotice Betrayals: Round 3

Poll Directory

Context:

Akechi/Joker

Summarized by Anonymous Contributor

Ok so Akira(you the player) are the leader of a group of thieves (who are doing good for society) but there are more sinister things happening that also get attributed to your group.

Enter Akechi the famous charismatic detective who’s declared that he will catch you(you can probably already guess where this is going) When you first meet him it is already clear that something is very wrong under that obviously fake smile. Under your civilian identity you befriend him and slowly(or rather fast) he opens up to you showing more of his true self and what pains his heart. Even disclosing sensitive information that could bring him down. Of course this is all just lies he made up to get close to you right? Nope.

You see the betrayal coming from miles ahead. Not only does he betray you, he’s been the real culprit all along.

Despite knowing this loooong ahead you still take him on little gay dates to the aquarium, public bathhouse, pretending to shoot eachother, a café or try to impress him with your amazing darts skills. You may even willingly make wrong choices just for his approval (I did gdi Akechi I trusted you.) And when you come home he's already waiting for you.

After you survive him gleefully shooting you through the head(it makes sense in context) you meet again he admits that he wishes you’d have met earlier, confirming that your bond was genuine, that you could’ve been friends/partners(? It’s complicated) and he really meant it when he said you’re the only one he feels at ease with. But not without having a truly unhinged meltdown about it first, vehemently rejecting your offer to still be friends and turn over a new leaf. (so after he's attempted to kill you at least 2 times and is gearing up for making it 3)

Akechi betraying you is as much a betrayal of himself as it is one of you.

Bonus points:

other characters comment on you being the only one close to him

during one rank he confesses to you…. His hate?

as previously mentioned, your relationship ranks up after he shoots you in the head(you survive, it make sense in context)

he himself compares his betrayal of you to romance(yes after shooting you through the head). On live tv. In the same moment he reminds himself how he’s felt unwanted his entire life, like a reminder he killed the only person who ever made him wanted.

At the end you have the choice to stay in a perfect world where he is alive and never underwent any of the pain in his life turning him into a wholly different person, or let him die(again) as his true self. If you pick the former you can return the betrayal.

*vague description it’s complicated.

Read other summary here.

Homura/Madoka

Summary by Anonymous Contributor

This is the story of 3 betrayals :

1. Madoka and Homura meet and become best friends. Madoka believes in love and justice and helping people as a magical girl. But she gets killed. So Homura, loving her and believing in her cause, becomes a magical girl in order to time travel and save Madoka. Eventually, however, they find out they were being tricked all along, and none of what they thought they were fighting for is real. And this is BETRAYAL NUMBER 1: They've agreed to give up and just die/become monsters Together, when suddenly Madoka sacrifices herself to save Homura. As she is dying in Homura's arms she tells her she has a selfish goal: "you can travel in time, right ? Go back in time and warn me, stop me from getting tricked and becoming a magical girl."

2. So Homura goes back in time and tries to warn Madoka and their friends, but no one believes her. She can't save Madoka from her fate. So she time travels, again and again and again, trying desperately to save Madoka and failing every time, and becoming more and more estranged from her with every timeline. By the time we get to the timeline we know, she's done it so many times that she's become a stranger to Madoka, but Homura has become cold and hardened. It doesn't matter if Madoka doesn't love her anymore, all that matters is saving her. In the end, Homura's time travel has tied the strings of fate around Madoka so much, that Madoka bcomes the most powerful magical girl of all time and is able to essentially become a god, and rewrite the rules of the universe. She's created a better world, but at the cost of erasing her own human existence. Now no one will remember her except for Homura. As they are hugging naked in the cosmos, saying goodbye as the universe rewrites itself, Homura expresses how devastated she is by this turn of events. Madoka has saved her from the time loop she was in, but has sacrificed herself, and thereby Homura has failed to keep her promise of saving her. This is BETRAYAL NUMBER 2: Homura now has to live without Madoka, and all hope of keeping her promise to save her is lost.

3. And so we arrive at BETRAYAL NUMBER 3, the one they're most famous for : Homura tricks Madoka, and steals her godhood. Homura becomes the devil and undoes everything Madoka has fought for just to save Madoka and let her have a human existence, because she loves her that much. It's the ultimate betrayal because she destroys everything Madoka sacrificed herself for, she refuses to let her make the world better because selfishly, she loves Madoka so much she wants her to be able to exist.

[izacore]

hello, how do you see babygate ending? I'm so tired of thinking, I just have crickets in my head 😭 I don't think telling the truth would be the best option

Best option? By coming clean. Yes, I actually think that telling the truth would be the best choice. If we take into account that Louis may have access to the best pr minds/lawyers, it would be so easy to construct a whole narrative where people could sympathize with Louis and genuinely feel empathy for him - something lthq has been trying to achieve by painting him out to be an underdog but it never really worked with the gp.

At the same time, I don't even think that they would have to worry about gp that much. They don't really know him, Lottie is more present in the british media than him, and he always had to mainly rely on his fandom anyway. That's why I think that he would come out of it pretty unscathed and could gain a lot if they decided to take the risk because:

1. Most of his fanbase doesn't believe he is a father anyway.

2. The people who believe he is, are also scared of him and would do anything he says so they'd probably just pity him for a bit and then go harder for him.

3. As this promo campaign showed, Louis' power lays solely in the fans so it's not like he would take a huge hit to his numbers AND I actually think that it would make them go up, as I'm sure many people would come back to the fandom.

4. The pat test way out wouldn't work people until he says the truth anyway, he would still be expected to be in that kid's life.

He has a huge background of him being a genuinely good person that they could fall onto. Obviously, coming clean about that would probably mean larry outing as well but you know my opinion about that - I think that they could milk it even more than they do now with all those fake relationships anyway and people love iconic love stories that theirs definitely is. But again, all of it would include hl taking this risk and actually wanting to change something about their situations. If not - they are gonna spend years at their big age making a circus out of their lives for what? A few more millions? Ever since Harry said that thing about wasted time it rings in my head all the time, because yeah, they are wasting time when in my most honest opinion there is no need for that. I fear they may look back at this period of their lives and regret it and I don't want that for them but again - this is not my choice to make and they'd have to take the first step. Or we end up in a situation where they fly a kid out for a few pics and put themselves through probably a mentally draining ordeal for nothing.

[sunnychuuya]

Pookie what the flip is this I'll answer them tho lmao at least I'll try it might be slightly venty so srry about thar

yea most of the time I geuss. They suck a little sometimes but they try their best and I love them

2. My gc with my besties to say gn

3. So. So. So fucking much.

4. Its been getting a lot better lately but some days I still feel actually sickened at the sight of my own body

5. Single..

6. Painlessly. Hopefully much much later.

7. Taco belllll

8. I did soccer for a year when I was 4 and I want to attempt figure skating at some point, I'm really good at goalie in alot of games though

9. No I have two fake teeth that stop me from doing that (lore drop!!)

10. Never been in a fight. Just one sided against me if I wasn't absolutely fucking terrified of getting in trouble I would've beaten the shit outta some people, I suppose the closest thing I ever got was in 5th grade some dude was a repeated bully of mine I can't remember what it was about this time but he fucking grabbed my arm and twisted it like this fucking close to breaking it and I tried to kick him in the balls and a teacher yelled at me 🥰 he had no consequences

11. I mean I'm a Lil confused. I just got out of my first ever real relationship and I'm still recovering tbh. But I had liked my friend for three years previously and I still love him alot but I can't tell if it's platonic or not. I think it is now?

12. O n l y 48 hrs?

13. I hate alot of people tbh but I kinda hate myself for hating them cuz that's normal

14.yea

15. MY SILLY PUPPIES (one is 11 years old)

16. Fucking terrified cuz I'm about to play the second episode of sally face

17. I still have my lip virginity bro

18. HELL SPAWN

19. Maybe. I kinda wanna be a little kid again but also it wasn't the greatest for me outside of my house so I don't even know.

20. bRO PELASE STOP I HAVENT-

21. Nothing lmao

22. Idk maybe someday. Probably one maximum 2

23. Basic ear piercings but God I want more

24. English and science.

25. Yes.

26. Physical touch I need to cuddle up with someone right now I genuinely feel like I'm dying

27. I mean yea and I feel horrendous about it it broke my heart too but it wasn't a healthy relationship and was fucking up both of us

28. YES IN FUCKING FIFTH GRADE- I SWEAR TK GOD- I don't think he understood but like bruh

29. Please you're making me want to grab a knife and take it to my stomach I didn't want too but it needed to happen.

30. Same as sai, the questiond about relationships but for a different reason like God I felt horrendous enough already

31. Sai how fuckin dare you I love u okay ur like super cool and fun and I feel if I met you irl I would've wanted to be friends with you too. But I'm pretty sure I am. I just still sometimes have trouble believing it.

32. OURPLE

33. Whaaat noooo- WHO FUCKING TOLD YOU-

34. Last one thar wasn't jusr black was about choso from jjk and it was really silly I'm such a fucking degenerate bro help me

35. My dog clifford

36. Yes oh fuck yes I do and it has given me some of my worst regrets in life

37. Forgive, barely ever turns out well tho.

38. I wish its sucked tbh

39. NEVAH

40. proly when I was like a baby

In skipping numbers too for my brain to work

51. Tacoss

52. I mean technically yes it does I could go into science but I'm sure thats not what you mean, but no I do not believe everything happens for a reason because of some higher power or whatever

53. Played sally face for an hour then texted some friends cuz I was too fucking scared to sleep

54. Fuck no

55. I try not to be

56. None

57. I dunno.

58. Rainy

59. Yesss

60. Yup

61. Yeess

62. Idk alot of things surprisingly anime/friends/kpop tho r all great and video games

63. I like my name but it doesn't always feel like it fits but there's nicknames that help :3

64. STOP THIS

65. Heyyy this happened to me. I politely turned him down and we r still besties I went to his house 2 weeks ago

66. Yes. Same friend. When I went to his house he snorted fun dip and I RANTED to him about kpop for 30 minutes even tho he knows nothing

67. OH FUCK WAIT ONE OF MY BESTIES ID A TRANS DUDE I FORGOT HE TECUNIXALLY COUNTS AS OPPOSITE SEX KINDA IDK CUZ SEX IS LIKE ??? I DONT FUCKIN KNOW IG HIM BUT IF WE DONT MEAN GENDER BUT SEX THEN THE SAME DUDE FROM THE LAST TWO

68. Deepest within the last month was a 3am sleepover chat with my bestie over how mha saved my life

69. Idk

70. Yea at least 10 ppl

@mypinterestgotbannedsoimherenow totally understand if u don't feel like answering these btw they r kinda hard

70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

[onewholesnarkystark]

Me talking to a friend about Feral Flannel Fall: y'know this air...these flannels...this whole...Wolverine thing...it makes me...nostalgic...makes me wanna see how [the one man I've pined for in recent memory, just the one, perfect nerd, cute specimen, weirdly unattainable like we both live in separate worlds. Such a great concept of a man] is doing

Friend: No. No you don't. You don't wonder that. No.

Me: but...he wore flannels and...had the most Logan energy I've ever seen and...he just kinda dropped off the face of the earth after I last got drunk and maybe threw up on his shoes I think I don't remember...

Friend: no. You. Do. Not. You shouldn't reach out. Ha ha. Don't do it. In fact, promise me you won't do it. It's not worth it.

Me: is he 40 and still in his uncommitted slut phase?

Friend: yeah. And he always will be. Yeah...

Me: I...don't think he knows I changed my number and that was actually an accident I genuinely meant to reach out and-

Friend: Let's. Keep it that way. He's not worth it. Just. No. Please don't.

Mkay but like...but like. But like. Yeah he's probably 40 and being passed around like a blunt at a frathouse, friend was genuinely like not worth it not in a omg I'm jealous way but in an im trying to shield you from something way. Is he...like married now? Bc honestly good for him but he always absolutely fell for brunette/ dirty blonde social workers who genuinely believed they could fix him and given it's a small social worker scene in this town I can probably pin down the unlucky gal. (Nobody can fix him that's part of his je ne sais quoi) or like. Was it me bc yes it was but I do therapy now and am slightly less emotionally constipated and I could probably ask him out on a date or whatever normal ppl do.

Or...is he genuinely unchanged? Bc...as alluring as a metalhead who's still in a preening slut phase well into his 30s at what has to be age 40 now seems on paper...I swear there's probably 0 emotional intelligence under all that Marvel knowledge and lore. Oh and he's a drummer too I forgot. Yeah that's still kinda cute tho...god he's probably having a ball with this particular Logan on the big screen now. I bet I could seduce him with my fake claws or whatever normal people do...

Anyway. I should at least ask him how his dog is doing.

Oh wait no this also reminded me of how when I worked at that same org, I started off at the thrift store and one of the managers and I would accidentally wear functionally the same outfits all fall. Skater or pop culture shirt, soft flannel, ironic hat, jeans or chinos, Vans. And it was always such a joy to show up accidentally dressed the same as a 6ft2 actual skateboard man who did skateboarding and could grind. But I just did it bc I looked cute. Anyway it absolutely pissed him off and got him to go on a "ugh you don't even skate you poser" rant no matter that we were both in our mid 20s then...I just looked so cute in that fit and it continues to be my fit of choice hence Feral Flannel Fall.

I hope that man is doing ok. Good times.

[ruminate88]

Fake It Till You Make It? 🥴

My aunt and my uncle said to me before “I’ve never seen anyone love someone so much as your husband loves you” 😭😭😭😭 I was thinking in my head “I just don’t see it or believe it” BUT WHY CANT I????

The first year of marriage I got cellulitis in my blood stream at Christmas and had to be hospitalized for 4 days hooked up so many I.Vs all full saline and antibiotics to basically cleanse all that stuff out of my system. I was all swollen and exhausted. You can not rest in a hospital. My husband only left my side one time ever to rush home and take a quick shower and change his clothes. The antibiotics they gave me, made me extremely nauseous so they had to give me a separate shot to cure the nausea but then THAT shot made me drowsy to where I couldn’t keep awake. Yet they kept waking me up every hour to check my vitals and make sure I wasn’t getting worse. I would say to my new man “go home and play your video games, I’m just laying here sleeping anyhow. You are probably bored and uncomfortable sitting there.”

My husband refused to leave my side… Now, I was grateful and trying to trust him with all my strength. I felt close to him somewhat but not completely. Even after Christmas, I pushed and pushed to feel close to him. I was planning our future. Our kids and old age. My husband has even talked about “when we’re older” and it almost makes me cringe 😫 ugh it sucks!!!!!!!

This morning even, before the alarm went off. I purposely laid my head over on his chest so he could wrap me up 🥺❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 I told myself “this is what you want. This is real. He loves you and he IS trustworthy.” God please I want to believe it and feel it. I’ve been so disconnected and frustrated in my heart. My husband has been the most real and genuine guy I know. When he talks about his job, I feel like he really wants to be a good employee and make his boss look good. When he talks about his family, I sense he truly has their back and puts them first. When he talks about other people, I NEVER hear him say a bad word about someone unless he thinks they’re a really bad person…. Like, he’s sooo real.

Every time my husband has made any mistake tho, I’ve jumped into the overthinking, over analyzing and worrying, that, “oh what if he’s been pretending just like Andrew did?? What if he’s been lying all this time??” 😖 it’s miserable to live like this!!!! I HATE IT!!!!!!

This *invisible wall* in front of me, has me working harder than I’ve ever had trying to either get around it, jump over it or even go through it. HOW DO I REMOVE THE EMOTIONAL BARRIER???? I mean, I intentionally married my husband. I said yes to him and chose him. (Despite being trauma bonded to Andrew and forcing myself to block his number and walk away) I know I believed my new man was nicer than any of my exes and he could respect me more than anyone else!! Just…. I can’t feel it. I’ve tried to fake it till I make it. (Basically that’s awful but I mean, I couldn’t trust myself after Andrew.)

Some days I’ve cried inside so hard thinking Andrew and Cody stole my ability to feel love but that’s a lie!!!! I just know it is. They didn’t steal my ability, they broke my trust. I have to rebuild trust daily and I’m trying so freakin hard. I’ve talked to my mom in law a little bit about it and she said it was emotionally mature of me to recognize my problem and accept accountability for it. 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻

My husband sometimes treats me like he’s my “father” too even though I’m a lot older than him lol and he purposely gets over protective. Yet he buys me stuff as his way to “show love” and I have trouble accepting the gifts cuz I don’t feel like I deserve anything nor do I want gifts. I just want to feel good. I just always feel bad for my past. I’ve felt so much guilt and shame from Andrew. Andrew slut shamed me so much for sending him my nudes even though he’s asking for them and flirting with me. Lying to me that he loved me when he was just using me. 💔

I’m working to forgive myself too not just Andrew or Cody or Jake. It’s been a long road and so difficult but a learning process too. I am daily convincing myself my exes lied to me and that my husband is everything I’ve ever wanted and needed….. I’ve got so much to work on and do better at. ONE DAY AT A TIME ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

[sorcerous-caress]

You know there's one thing Sol can hold over the literal sun, the simple fact that people can hear them. The Sun is shrieking all the time within space. We just can't hear it.

If space could transmit sound, even if we were as far away as Pluto, the nuclear reactions within the sun would be so loud that the Earth would be a deafening hellscape.

I feel like Sol would enjoy that their voice is technically louder than the sun.

Yeah, Khal'ian was a mean play on Khaild's name. I kept dying in Act 2 because I forgot to level up when I joined initially, so my friend called him Khaild, and it stuck for a bit. I didn't play the previous number of baldur's gate titles, so I didn't understand why my friend was cackling after I died, exiting Jaheira's first cutscene.

Then I learned, winced, then swapped it around a bit.

Ended up with Khal'ian ( kinda pronounce similar to Kaolan)

At home and warm now👌

Hell yeah warmth!

I love space so much man, I've read so much about it and used to obssess over blackholes as a kid. Remembering all these facts about the sun fondly. It's middle aged :") she's dying AH the love of my life is dying. Hopefully we make it to mars before it or something.

And yes, that information would literally make Sol so happy.

They lack a lot of normal knowledge and information about the universe. They are definitely curious and fascinated by normal things like the grass, stars, and the mailman.

But they suppress their curiosity to focus on the current moment.

So they'd have no knowledge about the sun or space except for the fact they share their name with this annoying bright dot in the sky, you could convince them the earth is flat is you try. You don't even have to try hard on anything, they are a blank sheet and will take your words at face value. The kind who reads facebook clearly fake articles and believe them as core knowledge. Low wis/int gang letsgooo

So this information about people being able to hear them but not the sun, would go straight to their ego and heart like an arrow. Maybe Gale mentions it off handedly, maybe Khal'ian or Issa just speak about the sun and vaccum of space in their earshot, and suddenly Sol is staring at them like a cat would at catnip.

They were definitely the kind of child who would stubbornly stare at the sun until their eyes water and they have to look away, they took it as a personal challenge over that flaming ball.

HA! IN YOUR FUCKING FACE SUN. they'd yell, in draconic out of the blue, thinking no one would understand them. Smiling, actually smiling instead of their constant glare.

But ah, their smile is actually offputting and scary- the kind you'd see on a rapid dog before it bites you.

That single fact would make them so happy but they'll refuse to admit it, yet it's clear they're dying to hear more about the sun just to prove how superior they are over it. It definitely encourages them to talk more in general, they keep quiet unless they're yelling at someone or throwing an insult.

Now they feel like using their voice more, just make a normal comment, say hello or something more to the person approaching them rather than stoically call their name. Afterall, the sun cannot say hello, now can it?

They willfully ignore the fact that everyone else literally can be heard over the sun.

Gale: You are aware of the fact it is not only you who is auidable over the sun, yes? The rest of us, too, can hear each other.

Sol: L + ratio + didn't ask + you're not a sorcerer + my grandad fucked a dragon + seathe + cope + I'm hot + you're not + no bitches + ratio again

And hey, Khalid is actually one of my favourite characters in bg1. And the way he died was really heroic btw. He literally sacrifices so much and is the most courageous character despite being a shy stuttering fighter who is genuinely trying his best to make this world better, plus he did pull Jaheira and oh boy young Jaheira was a force by herself.

So honestly it's really cool that Khal'ian was named after him in some way, I think Jaheira would actually approve, she truly loved him and would love for someone worthy like Khal'ian to carry his legacy.

[myckicade]

@motleystitches left me this lovely, thought-provoking comment, and I wanted to take some time to answer it throughly:

"But was there at any time genuine affection between Louis/Lestat? That’s the part I feel is really awkward. Ep 5 seems to be asking to reinterpret all the previous episodes. Yeah, it’s abusive, violent, but ep5 made it seem like *everything* was just fake to Lestat, so they never went into a “pattern” at all. instead, it was just a game/hunt to Lestat…"

First, I apologize for taking multiple days to answer this. Second, let me clarify that I will make mention of things that I feel explain each character's shitty behavior. Explanation does not equal excuse. There is simply no excusing a great deal of what has gone down here.

So, to dive right in: Yes, I absolutely believe there was - and, still is - genuine affection and love between Louis and Lestat. That love is, quite understandably, not sitting around in plain view during the events of 01x05. Things have spiraled so far out of control between the two of them - lying, cheating, manipulating - that neither party seems to like the other, all that much, right now. While this is the first time the two of them have clashed to such extremes, it is hardly their first time at-odds. Love can survive a lot, and there's something about twisted, fucked-up, these-two-should-not-be-together love that seems to lend a little extra elasticity before the break.

To look at each character, I guess I'll begin with Public Enemy Number One. When the two initially met, I would agree that Lestat was on the hunt, both vampiric and romantic. The thrill of the chase was alive and well, as I should think most beings experience when they have a goal in-mind. And, as much as Lestat tries to separate vampire from human, he is still victim to basic human nature. He wants love. He wants companionship. I just don't think he's terribly fond of the idea of that he needs it.

Lestat, if you should ask me, is a terrible liar, even to himself. This, I think, is where a lot of the manipulation comes from. It looks ugly as hell, at face value, but I think a lot of it is rooted in insecurity. He either doesn't know how, or - for my money - doesn't want to ask for the things he shouldn't need. The things he should be strong enough to do without. Things that, in the past, have probably come back to bite him in the ass. So, he comes up with other ways to get them, to entice Louis into giving him what he wants. Again, manipulation is manipulation, but I don't think it comes from a place of falsehood when it comes to Louis. He wants from Louis, but he doesn't want Louis to know that he holds that kind of power over him. Unfortunately for him, it slips out when he feels that he's faced with no other choice to get what he wants.

Monogamy is my favourite example. His assurance to Louis that other people are acceptable is so terribly, obviously transparent, only to have a complete, unsurprising meltdown in the face of Louis taking advantage of their agreement. While there is definitely bullshit to be called in the double-standard, Lestat also comes across as genuinely heartbroken. And, who could blame him? (I'm sure many could, but, I'm speaking to the heartbreak, not the actions that followed). Here is his partner, who - by said partner's own admission - has little sexual desire for Lestat, only to take up with an old friend at the drop of a hat. I can tell you from experience, that is a shitty feeling. To have your partner show no desire to do something with you (not necessarily sexual), only to be all too willing to give it a go with someone else. That said, I firmly believe that Lestat wanted to believe it would be fine with it, to know that Louis was with someone else. Otherwise, he's in it too deep. He's jealous. That jealousy and heartache become weakness, and those weaknesses can be exploited at Louis' will.

And, Louis… This is what I love about this series, is that everyone is feeling this story in so many different ways. Personally, if I was to find anyone's love to be in doubt, it would be Louis'. He's so caught up in resentment of Lestat, for turning him, for killing to survive, for all of the basic things that Lestat is... He clearly has difficulty in getting around that. Louis has a very mild way of showing affection. Granted, a great many beings in this world are not affectionate, and that is just fine. In his case, it makes sense that at least some of it comes from a lifetime of being told that his feelings were, to quote, "a crime against nature". He doesn't owe Lestat affection, and he's not obligated, but... A lack of attention doesn't tend to work very well, when paired with a needy personality. Again, I'm not saying Louis should give Lestat everything that he wants. But, he knows what his standoff-ish ways do to Lestat. There's no way that he doesn't. Threatening to leave, and then walking out, only to turn back up once his point has been made. Or, even better, when he has need of Lestat, again. (See: Claudia).

Speaking of Claudia, this is a fine example of the things Louis knows, and how best to use them to his advantage. He's far more subtle about it than Lestat, but Louis is guilty of manipulating his lover when it suits him, too. When he needs Lestat's help to save Claudia, he knows just what buttons to push. He knows that Lestat loves him, and will do anything for him. A daughter means that he'll stick around for a family. Coming to him in the first place doubles as a stroke to Lestat's ego, letting the scales of power tip to his favour for a time. Even with that, it still gets Louis what he wants. He wants to save Claudia. He wants to atone for his own sins. He wants to be a good person. And, yes, I do believe that he genuinely wants to fix things with Lestat in the same move. (Four birds, one bite).

That's where the love (and the co-dependency) shows the most. Louis wants to fix it. He cools off, and comes back around, and gives it another try. Ill-advised? Fuck, yes. But... You can convince yourself of a great many things when you're in love. Otherwise, in theory, you'd probably walk away. He knows Lestat. He trusts him, trusts in his love, and in the good of him that certainly does exist. Again, if it was all bad... Well, something attracted him in, in the first place.

Fast-forward to 01x05... Violence is definitely not the answer, but I am not one bit surprised that such is where they have landed. Lestat has lost all of his hold on Louis, in all forms, be it love, attention, or power. And, he lost him to Claudia. His weaknesses have come back to bite him, and he's doing the only thing he seems to know how to do: bite back. Biting back against Claudia, though? Wrong move. Trying to harm Claudia, the only redemption that Louis may feel he has left in the world, his child, is worse than taking on Louis, himself. There is no way Louis lets that slide, even if that means taking on an older, faster, stronger adversary. Even if that adversary is his own lover. To protect his family, yes. But, in some truly fucked up way, I feel like this is the only way Louis is going to bother to protect himself. Where this leaves them, now? It's not pretty, not by any means, but it will be interesting to find out.

That was... a lot. (And, sadly enough, I have so much more that I could add). All together, yes, I feel that there is love between them, but they suck at showing it. Love isn't their problem. They're a personality mis-match, to say the absolute least. Incompatible. These two fail at communication. They really might have benefited from a long, involved, check-your-ego-at-the-door type of a conversation. It didn't have to come to this, but no one was willing to get to the root of it. Ego. Ego, ego, ego. (Mm, I love it). This relationship feels very real, where so many other on-screen portrayals are lacking. Now? Now, the road back to love will be treacherous, if even passable, at all.

After all, Louis may have said told Lestat to let him go, but he never said he didn't love him.

P.S. This is just my opinion, and I may very well be biased. I have been in this type of relationship before. We shouldn't have been together, but we were oddly perfect for one another, and that thought still surprises the shit out of me.

[ursulasfishandships]

You Saw Beyond- Part 1

Here's part one to my Legally Blonde Edward Nashton x Reader mentioned in this post! I'm going to be following the beats of the musical specifically because I love it so much. Anyways, please enjoy <3. I have another Edward piece in the works that my friends have been beta reading.

“Hello, I’m Edward Nashton. Welcome to Gotham Law School. I’ll be showing you around. Why don’t we all go around and share a bit about ourselves?” He looked around at the group as they began speaking. It was the usual suspects. Some rich computer science nerd who wanted another degree, a royal douchebag, and a very aggressive protestor who believed she could change the world. He sighed and rolled his eyes. No one of interest. That was until you walked up to the small group. You were doused in pink, head to toe. It almost hurt his eyes. He swore you were a lost tourist who had stumbled upon campus. 

“Hi guys, is this small group number 102?” You asked with a sweet smile, your lip gloss shimmering in the sunlight. You looked like a high school bully. That smile was fake to him, hiding insults behind the gobs of makeup that you were probably wearing. 

“Yeah,” One of the students answered. 

“Awesome,” You sat down on the grass, moving your legs to the side. Edward coughed. 

“Um, why don’t you introduce yourself?” Nice. Real smooth. 

“Well, my name is Y/N L/N. I love the beach and shopping, and my favorite color is pink!” You smiled again. Edward could’ve sworn he was in a dream, he almost wanted to laugh. But he didn’t. He just smiled and nodded. 

“Right, thank you, Y/N.” He pulled his messenger bag strap closer to his chest. He glanced down at his watch. “Uh oh, look at the time. We better be getting to first period. What is everyone’s?” Everyone rose from their spots, Edward especially keeping his eyes trailed on you. 

“Criminal Law 101 with Professor Falcone.” You say, and Edward almost falls over. He only half hears everyone else say ‘same’. Oh my god, you are going to get eaten alive. He thinks to himself but says a simple ‘follow me’ instead. 

The group started to head over to the building where Falcone’s class was. As they entered the building, you must have spotted someone you knew. You instantly started brushing your hair back behind your ears and pulled your lip gloss out of your purse. Was a purse all you have? No books? Christ… As they entered the classroom, he watched you beeline to your person of interest. 

It was none other than his worst enemy, Bruce Wayne. The brooding rich boy who got everything he wanted in life was not only here at Gotham, but also in the law program? He was screwed. But how did you know him? You bump into him, clearly on purpose to any outside viewer. 

“Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry!” Your face feigns shock. “Brucey! I totes forgot you go here!” You place a hand on his bicep, covered by its usual black hoodie. 

“Y/N? What are you doing here?” Bruce looks genuinely shocked. Edward feels like he’s watching a bad reality TV show. 

“What Gotham Law? I got in. It’s not like it's hard.” You shrug nonchalantly. Before the show can continue, someone clears their throat. It’s Professor Falcone. 

He began to go into his classic schpiel for the first day of class. He liked to scare the students. It wasn’t something that Edward was particularly fond of, but as his assistant, he kept his mouth shut. He didn’t want to risk the career he could give him. Falcone went on insulting the students, asking them questions just to embarrass them. Edward tried to hide the pit in his stomach. He enjoyed watching the popular stuck-up people get berated, but something about the power imbalance just… ticked him off. And then he called on you. You, for some reason, had your hand raised eagerly. 

“Ms- uh?” 

“L/N, Y/N L/N.” You beamed up at him, not prepared for what he was going to throw at you. 

“Yes,” He sneered, “Can you please summarize the case of Metropolis vs Kent?” 

“Oh…” You pouted, “I just wanted to ask if you allow glitter pens?” 

You are a goner. 

“Hmm…” Falcone hummed to himself, turning towards his desk. He picked up the roster. Edward knew what was coming. It had happened to him last year. 

“Ms. Kyle?” He looked up, the hand that raised was the pretty lady with cropped hair next to Bruce Wayne. “Now, let’s say you are in a situation where one of your students, of your highly esteemed class, doesn’t do their homework. Would you let the student stay-” 

“No,” She scoffed, “I’d throw her out.” 

“Alright, Ms. L/N comma Y/N, you heard your classmate.” He looked at you, his jaw stiff. Falcone meant business. You didn’t believe him at first, almost cracking a smile. You quickly realized just how serious he was. You gathered your belongings (which was just a small purse) and left the classroom. Edward got up from his spot, following you out the door. 

“Hey!” He called after you. You turned around when you had reached outside. 

“What?” Tears pricked your eyes, it took him aback. He swallowed his pride and walked over to you. 

“I got kicked out of Falcone’s class on my first day, too. I promise it’s not the end of your law career.” He pulled his messenger back tightly against his green sweater again. Your gaze made him nervous. 

“Law career?” You said, shaking your head. “Sooooo not my problem.” You approached him, putting your hands on his shoulders. He tensed up. “Listen I need to get back into class with Bruce. Can you please help me?” 

“If you do your reading… sure.” Edward gave a weary smile. He reached around your arm to adjust his glasses. “Why does Bruce Wayne mean so much to you? He’s just like every other rich boy.” Your face fell, and you relaxed your arms back at your sides. 

“Bruce and I used to date…” You pressed your lips together. “He dumped me.” 

“Oh…” He muttered, sorry he asked. “Well, he doesn’t deserve you.” He gave you the best smile he could muster. 

“Thanks.” Your eyes were soft, kind. “Oh my god! I’ve gotta run!” You began to quickly head in the direction of the dorms. “Thanks, uh- shit! I don’t know your name!” You stopped, shouting at him. 

“It’s Edward!” He shouted back. 

“Thanks, Eddie!” You winked, before heading back on your trek. He sighed to himself. Maybe you weren’t the dumb mean girl he thought you were… 

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[yaomomvs]

TAKE OUR HAND

seijoh x manager!reader

in which aoba johsai vbc just wants you to take their hand, just as the many times they have reached for yours when they needed it

pls i’m sorry i just wrote this for comfort, in having a terrible week and so, i just really need my seijoh boys to comfort me even if it’s just in my head and just so you know, and as i’ve been trying to convince myself, things always get better

tuesday, [15:56 pm]

“nice kill yahaba senpai!” kindaichi congratulates his upperclassman.

his voice makes you react, it scared you. still holding your pen and the notebook you always carry around even on normal practice days, your hand threatens you in the most scary way possible.

fuck no, just... breathe.

you are quick to leave aside the notes, and so, you look around to the boys, who just after the coach’s whistle sounds they are quick to approach your spot.

you take the water bottles as quickly as you can.

“oh y/n-san, i know we are irresistible but you can’t just slack off admiring us!” makki teases you laughing.

“if our dear manager is admiring someone is obviously me” oikawa says, before taking a sip of his bottle, slightly making you blush even more.

“i don’t think she likes idiots who still watch youtube conspiracy videos at 3am”

“iwa!”

“weren’t you the one with a secret obsession for romance manga, iwaizumi?” it’s mattsun time to expose his friend. iwai mi doesn’t hesitate and he runs directly to matsukawa, while kunimi brings out his phone to start recording the chaos in the gym.

you don’t listen.

your head hurts, and then, you once again feel this weird thing in you stomach. you have been feeling like this for the past week, and you try to ignore it . but sometimes, you just want the world to stop.

you can’-

“y/n senpai?” watari calls your name, and you notice his furrowed brows looking at you, worried. you blink and correct your posture. you had just zooned out. “is everything ok?”

“ah yes watari kun!” you force your self to sound relaxed because you feel the sudden gaze of the entire team “i was just thinking in a smart way to insult oikawa, but i’m worried he won’t understand tho”

“hey! you said i was your favorite”

you fake laugh once again assuring everyone that you were just fine. the day goes on, and somehow is becomes more difficult to just stay down not worrying about anything.

and they notice.

you don’t walk home with the guys today. instead you run to the bus not before excusing yourself with an ‘urgent family thing’

“just please don’t let makki eat so much ramen today!” you giggle as you run to the bus “i’m not in the mood to dealing with diarrea!”

“that was a secret between us darling!” the pink haired guy screams cheeks blushing.

and maybe you were just too distracted, but before you face them away some of them notice how quick your smile fades.

“you know guys” yahaba is quick to say “call me crazy but, why did she lie?”

—

wednesday, [10:22 am]

when was the last time you actually enjoyed school? not practice, but school itself. seeing numbers everyday in the board that you don’t understand is frustrating. your throat hurts, there’s has been a not there since the begging of the day.

swallow it, y/n, dammit

you decided to take this class, don’t blame the world, blame yourself. isn’t it supposed to be simple? why isn’t it being simple? is that... 

"Square root of 57 is equal to Xo, miss" 

"alright!" 

it is not like it’s a race, you want to say. why was the teacher obsessed with speed?, it’s unfair. your time is not the same as that of others. 

you drop the pencil and you recline in your chair, why couldn’t you do operations and analysis as fast as they could? you take a look around and the eyes of others look frightening. you see ambition, you see security, you see admiration.

the bell rings and you just want to run, and well in a way you end up doing it. leaving your homeroom, you tell your friends that for today you want to be alone, the halls of aoba johsai are big, for your fortune or misfortune. you go to the vending machine and when your drink falls, the minimum noise makes you startle, lately it’s like that, small noises or actions affect you way too much.

and iwaizumi notices it.

you don’t make a single move, it’s just the cold drink resting on your hands. and before iwaizumi could stop mattsun, he was already putting his hand on your shoulder.

“y/n!”

the orange juice spills and once again fear takes hold of you.

you see them both, you’re not stupid and you know hajime stares at you weirdly, and now mattsun, you hide your fear it a bit worse than yesterday, but you do anyways.

"someday, Matsukawa-san, YOU’RE GOING TO KILL ME! and what will you do without me?" you try to say cheerful, wanting to take away the suspicion, for a moment it works.

"flunk history, that leads me to..." 

"no, sweeheart, i won’t give you my homework" 

you walk and both guys follow you, one faster than another, very naive of the situation. "I begin to believe you hate me," says Mattsun, as the three sit on a bench near the school cafeteria casually encountering kunimi who quickly joins you, patting the folds of your skirt as you sit down, you rest on the table and admire his needy expression and as the tantrum of mattsun grows.

minutes go by, your chest pain grows, but somehow you know how to let it go.

 with your hands supporting your face, lunch passes between you and kunimi, you try to talk, you really try. 

but still, your eyes just glow, and kunimi notices how it’s not the glow you always have.

—

thursday [12:03]

your head is spinning, you can feel the cold sweat. will this be the time? why do you feel so small? why can’t you say it?

it’s familiar, you recognize this feeling, an ocean, you’re floating, you know you can swim, but, you’re in the middle of nowhere, you look down. Out of nowhere the intimidating depth of the ocean is beneath you. And then, you sink. You feel like you’re drowning, you feel like you’re fighting the tide, but you just can’t do it.

i just need...

no, it’s not time yet, it’s still training. the boys... you’re the one who should take care of them, you’re the one who has to be be fine. they had no time to lose, they had a goal and for the moment that was the most important thing.

On that bench, your gaze is absent, you know it is so.

and through the window that overlooks your classroom, oikawa notices it too

“y/n...” he mumbled.

of course he’d noticed. at first it was not so clear, but now he remembers.

when kindaichi pinned your dark circles to him, while admiring you by fitting volleyballs in a way not of your own.

makki watches oikawa from your side, you don’t even know the pink-haired guy is there, unaware that he’s sitting next to you. but he notices. he’s been noticing for days that your eyes are threatening to close in the middle of class.

hanamaki catches your attention and instantly that mask you’ve been wearing for weeks appears again.

"hanamaki, i’m fine"

it doesn’t convince them. they both look out the window and nod.

oikawa notices, and god, he wished he had no reason to.

—

friday [14:00 pm]

breathe.

please just... breathe.

you’re fed up. the feeling of guilt and discomfort is still there, can’t you be calm? people don’t need to know, but why do you want to shout it?

the dressing room is alone, the girls from the soccer team are out and it’s your only chance.

the team needs you, hold on a little.

your footsteps are heard in the hallway once again, a symphony you’re tired of listening to.

your chest hurts, your heart is aching, but you just need a little more. hands are shaking, the cold in your body, you need to stop.

you have to make them stop.

but when you walk into the gym, even with your eyes down, all you feel is warm. and it’s because, the boys were standing, aligned begging for you.

no, they beg for your sake.

and everything stops.

one hand from him on your neck, and one hand around your shoulders.

because oikawa, without warning, now has you in his arms.

and then, only then, you break.

tears don’t take long to come out, along with desperate sobs. your legs fail and out of nowhere, you and oikawa are on your knees.

with an alarmed look, the whole club runs towards both, surrounding you as sensibly as possible.

"i’m sorry, i’m sorry I’M SORRY" is heard from you, between hiccups.

“love, listen...” iwaizumi approaches you,somehow he managed to catch up with you, somehow he managed to hold your hand.

"i promise i didn’t want to, but i can’t, i can’t anymore, why can’t i? i try and i try and i keep trying but it’s never enough! IM TIRED OF SEEING SOMETHING AND NOT BEING ABLE TO PROCESS IT LIKE THE OTHERS. I’M TIREDD OF NEVER FULFILLING WHAT I SHOULD”

yahaba’s heart aches, and just as most of the team, is shocked.

your hands, oh your adorable hands, those hands that bandage his in the middle of an important game, he sees them shaking horribly between iwaizumi’s.

“AND I’M SCARED, WHAT IF I LOSE YOU BECAUSE OF THAT BECAUSE OF ME? BECAUSE OF HOW I AM I-“

watari is quick to place your hair gently behind your ear, a kunimi covers you with his jacket.

“I LOOK IN THE MIRROR AND I DONT RECOGNIZE MYSELF” you lower your voice, its cracked now “oikawa I don’t recognize myself, I want to be me again" you whisper, and a knot appears in the captain’s throat, and he puts a hand on your cheek "please... just let me be me again" your throat burns, your eyes get redder.

the gym goes silent, your words still echoing in everyone’s head.

“why didn’t you-“

“i just couldn’t” you blame yourself cutting oikawa off “look at us! we are waisting time on me when we should be- i’m the one who has to- im you support not-“

“hey hey, love...” iwaizumi whispers his voice is filled with sweetness, letting you sit correctly and softly rubbing his thumb in your hands “how many times have you been there for us? y/n your hand is always there”

“that’s true” kyotani says, finally saying something, emotions overwhelmed him a lot, but he genuinely wanted to help you.

“there’s something about you, there’s light” kindaichi follows up.

“no matter where, or how bad we are, somehow you always are helping us stand up” mattsun also tries to carefully approach you, he wants nothing more for you to feel safe.

and oikawa’s arms were still around you. he never stopped.

“we have reached your hand so many times, so now it’s time for you to please take ours” oikawa holds you face, and you see the sincerity and kindness behind his brown eyes, it feels like home.

mattsun does a sign asking the coach for a day off, both of them smile tenderly at you and give the green flag. iwa and makki are next to hold you carefully helping you stand up. they help you stop shaking but it’s mad dog the one who wipes your tears away with a tissue watari handled him. still not knowing if he did it the right way. you still feel kunimi’s scent. you still see kindaichi holding your school bag making sure nothing is missing. yahaba is the one bringing you water. and oikawa still refuses to let you go.

all of them feel like home.

“thank you”

and that’s how you know everything is going to feel fine.

because this club was yours and you were theirs.

this was home.

[skzfelixity]

Save Me | Cha Hyunsoo [Sweet Home]

Hyunsoo x Reader

Summary: Hyunsoo is about to end it all but the thought of you stops him.

Warnings: suicide attempt, mentions of violence, self harm and depression

Hyunsoo found himself entering the first building he saw, he was tired. He was sick and tired of life. Every time he went to sleep, he wished he never woke up. He wanted to end his miserable life. He was good for nothing and always disappointed everyone around him. He just wanted to be a better person but he ended up hating himself.

He stood at the edge of the building’s rooftop, staring at the ground. If he jumped he wouldn’t be able to survive. That’s what he wanted, right? That’s what everyone wanted, right? Not you, you didn’t want him to die and he knew it. He shook the thought of you. He wouldn’t be able to do it if you stayed on his mind longer.

Instead, he reminded himself of all the times he got beaten up for literally nothing, all the times his sister was embarassed to be related to him and the fact that his parents knew what he was going through but never helped him. All these made scars in his heart, him making them visible on his arm. Every time he made another mistake or felt horrible, he would add another one. Tears flowed down his cheeks at the memories.

Why did everyone hate him? It didn’t make sense to him, maybe he was that bad of a person. But then again, you always reminded him that you were thankful he was still here and how proud you were of him. He didn’t understand why, he did nothing to make you proud of him.

He started sobbing while taking a few steps back, why are you so happy every time you hang out together? Why did you show him your brightest smiles? You couldn’t be faking it, it was too much work to do. No one cared for him so why did you? What did you see in him?

He sat on the ground, knees close to his chest. He didn’t stop crying, his sobs got louder as random happy memories of you two flashed through his mind. Like that day when you started playing games with him just because it was the only thing he was intrested in. You bringing him food once in a while, scolding him for not eating for days. The way you held him in your arms whenever he was down, sad or troubled.

He liked what he felt during these moments, they made him want to keep on living. He pulled out his phone, a few tears dropping on the black screen. Did he really deserve someone like you? You were the best thing that happened to him, you were too kind to someone like him. 

He dialed your number, placing the speaker on his ear with shaking hands. He didn’t know what came over him but he needed to hear your voice. “Hi Hyunsoo, what-”

“Save me.”

You froze for a few seconds, he sounded too calm to be in danger. “What’s the matter, Hyun?”

He bit his bottom lip to prevent more tears from falling. He didn’t like being vulnerable in front of you, “C-can you meet me?”

“Yes of couse, just tell me where you are and I’ll come find you,” immediately on your feet, you ran to the location he told you. On the roof? You got so scared, did he try to jump? You couldn’t lose him, you didn’t want to.

Your ankles hurt from running but you didn’t stop, you needed to see him as soon as possible and make sure he was okay, physically at least. You opened the door to the rooftop, not seeing him anywhere. He couldn’t have left, he called you here after all.

He waited for you to notice him on the other corner of the roof, too afraid and ashamed to call you over. When you did, your heat felt at ease again. Hyunsoo’s heart feeling the same as you run to him. You gave him a bone crushing hug, he knew he must have scared you. He wished he hadn’t, all he could do to make you feel better was hug you back.

You didn’t know how to start. Ask him how he felt? Ask him if he was about to jump? Nothing felt right to say.

“I’m sorry, I must have scared you. Are you okay?” He was the first one to speak. He was so selfless it hurt your soul. He always cared for everyone around him but never got acknowledged nor praised for it.

“Stop asking about me! You’re the one who is hurting right now, why can’t you just say it?!” You pulled away from the hug to look into his eyes, which held so much pain. He sighed, it wasn’t easy for him to talk about his feelings but he had to since he called you here.

“Why are you proud of me?” He looked down at his feet, “I haven’t done anything that can make you proud of me.”

His words hurt you. He didn’t value himself enough, not at all to be exact. You cupped his cheeks to make him look at you. “I am proud of you because you are here today. Holding on for another 24 hours is not easy and I am so thankful I get to talk to you every day.” He started tearing up again, he knew you meant what you said and it made him feel a lot better. “You don’t see it but you are actually a very good person. The world is just bad.”

You wanted to cry too, the world was so unfair to him and it hurt to witness it. Hyunsoo felt acknowlegded for once, he wanted to be a better person and you just told him you saw him as one. He could trust you and believe your words. If such a genuine person thought he was a good person then it must be true. Moments with you was what he lived for, “I love you, Y/N. I am sorry for scaring you.”

“I love you too, Hyunsoo. Thank you for making me happy,” you embarced him in a tight hug. He did make you happy, you didn’t lie to make him feel better. He was pretty fun to be around, esepcially when it came to playing video games and having deep talks.

“I make you happy?” he mumbled into your neck, putting his arms around you. Hearing it would make him believe it completely, his brain and anxiety would accept the fact that he made someone happy in this miserable world of his.

“You make me happy, Cha Hyunsoo.” You ran your fingers through his hair, massaging his scalp. He hugged you tighter, enjoying your fingers on his hair. Affection is needed from time to time and you never missed the chance to show it to him.

“Then I will continue to make you happy so stay by my side,” he whispered, too tired and relaxed to speak louder. You smiled at his words, “Forever and always.”

[lexxiie]

Hey! May you write a headcannon about Maven Calore as a boyfriend? I'd appreciate it! 🤍

Of course!

Maven Calore As A Boyfriend

First of all, this is assuming that he somehow ended up realizing that he didn't actually want to be a king and rebelled against Elara.

He is incredibly smart.

Having conversations with him is always so interesting.

He is one of those people that you could listen to for forever.

Has the answer for every single question you could have.

He is also very caring.

He is very grateful for you becaus he really believes that you have helped him grow as a person.

You live the tough moments of his life by his side, and even if you can't actually do much for him and everything he has lived or for who he is, you can make him company and that's more than enough.

You understand him better than anyone else and that means a lot to him.

He has an interesting way of loving people.

Whenever something important happens to him, you will always be the first person to know. He trusts you very much.

Sometimes, when you can't sleep, he reads a book to you until you are sleepy. He doesn't sleep much himself anyways so he just watches you.

Nightmares are a very frequent occurence for him, but being able to hold you during the night, makes them a bit more bearable.

He doesn't mind being the shadow of the flame as long as he is the number one for you.

He likes to watch you do simple things. After some time, he has almost every single aspect of your life memorized.

When you guys argue, he can say very hurtful things, but he has learned to accept when he did wrong and apologize since he met you.

When you first started dating, he tended to be the fake verson of himself that said and did what he knew others would like to hear, but as your relationship developed, he started being a bit more genuine around you.

When he realized that you weren't gonna leave after seeing the ugly side of him, it was like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

Knowing that he doesn't have to fake as much when he's with you meakes him feel at ease.

He likes to have you around almost all day. When he's alone, he can hear Elara's voice much more than he would like to.

You love him and he loves you, yes, but love can't cure him or turn him into a different person.

That is something that he will have to do by himself and you are there to help him through the process.

He still has very dark thoughts and intentions, but for the first time in a while, he has someone he is actually scared to disappont, so he refrains from doing certain things.

He felt very lonely his entire life so now that you are with him, life is definitely easier to live.

He hates the term "Mavey" but he hates it less when you are the one to say it.

Although you can't really change the way he thinks, you can convince him from doing the right thing sometimes.

He has no intentions of seeing his brother becoming a king while everyone idolizes him.

He wants to leave that house of horror with you someday. After all, he isn't needed there.

He is very grateful that you came into his life because he knows that his story would've taken a much darker turn if it wasn't for you.

[cloudenthusiast2]

To be a human - Scaramouche x reader - Part 1

Synopsis: You knew committing to a relationship Scaramouche would be no easy task but you loved him dearly and unlike others, you believed he wasn't evil. But as a mortal and the devoted protector of your village you were too much of a good person, too much of a human compared to him and your differences slowly start to show.

Next: Part 2

Type: mostly angst, this part is still light tho

Warnings: none... yet

Length: not as long as it seems. I'll try to write the next chapters as soon as possible

Scaramouche turned his back to the mountains he's been staring at to look at the path leading to Qingce village. The sun shone through the fog above the rice fields, colouring everything in golden light. Trees sighed as the gentle morning breeze caressed them while glaze lilies slowly started to close their blossoms.

The view was absolutely mesmerising but it didn't absorb the exoticly dressed, short man even for a minute.

'Finally' he snorted unpatiently as you appeared out of the fog, walking towards him with a big smile. 'What took you so long?'

'Good morning' you answered in a calm, low-key but still visibly cheerful manner.

He mumbled some words to himself but you didn't even try to understand what he was saying. It was probably for the better anyway.

You were both happy you could finally see each other but Scaramouche would obviously never express such feelings, not even towards you. You didn't care so much about that though since the time you spent with trying to bare with him finally paid off. You could confidently say now that you actually knew him and his difficult personality well.

Yes, the constant need to search for clues that could tell you about his hidden emotions was a little tiering but you could usually put up with it.

You haven't been able to see him in a really long time as well. You were living in a small village in Liuye while Scaramouche was always travelling around Teyvat and could only visit you between two jobs. He wasn't the type to write letters so sometimes even months passed without you hearing anything about him.

He came back to you yesterday agter five weeks, to spend a little time in Qingce, the village you lived in and protected with your biggest gift, a Hydro vision.

'Where do you want to go?'

'Doesn't matter.'

'We could go to the forest! It's really pretty in the morning. And later we could pick some chili. I promised Pops Kai that I would bring some to him.'

He didn't react. You knew he didn't like you - his words - 'being a slave of those people' so he just ignored the fact someone requested something from you again.

'How did your last job go?' You asked as you two were slowly walking below the rice fields, watching the sun come up from behind the mountains.

'Could have been worse' he answered curtly. 'Inazuma is a pain in the neck. And there were some... unfortunate events I do not wish to discuss. But at least now I'm back.'

He looked up to the village and his piercing blue eyes narrowed as he took a glance of the neat but definitely archaic looking houses.

'Even this hick town is better than thet hell hole.'

Your facial expression strained for a moment as you heard him insulting the village which happened to be your favourite place all in Teyvat. You calmed your expressions but couldn't help and sting back a little.

'I thought you liked Inazuma' you retorted in a dry tone. 'It's where you're from after all.'

Scaramouche's face immediately darkened and you instantly realised the big mistake you made.

You knew a little about his origins, just enough to understand why he never told about it to you. Regret appeared in you for mentioning his past. At least Scaramouche didn't scold you for it but the air between you two visibly got heavier.

You continued your walk in silence and you couldn't stop cursing yourself for saying such insensitive things. It took two minutes for you to start bickering - this number made you feel sad and stupid.

But then again - he didn't even realise how hard he insulted your village and even if he did, he probably wouldn't regret it by one bit.

You lifted your chin and looked straight into the distance. You could see the various fatui agents scattered around the village, all standing guard for the sixth harbinger next to you.

You didn't like him being a part of the fatui at all but there wasn't much you could do about it. You only hoped and prayed that he one day would leave them after getting enough of the Tsaritsa and her overwhelming, suffocating power. After all, he only joined them because they 'seemed fun' and so far they were more of an annoyance then an genuine source of amusement for him.

'Unless he likes all the bloody tasks they're handing to him' you thought to yourself and then couldn't help but feel a little sick in the stomach.

You loved the man walking next to you but not every part of his personality. Not that part which screamed evil.

You weren't blinded by love. You knew he was indeed cruel sometimes. The part affecting you, his rudeness, his hatred towards any type of affection didn't concern you, it was actually kind of amusing. You loved to tease him about it and when he had an actual soft moment... it was heaven itself.

But you couldn't help but feel worried for others. What was he actually doing behind your back? Did he ever... kill someone? He seemed to be enjoying ending monsters a little too much. And he was quite open about his feelings towards humans. He hated all of them... you were probably the only exception.

'Say, Scara' you decided to broke the silence. He glanced at you, his face and movements still stiff. 'If there was a job suiting you in Liyue...'

'Stop tryna make me quit the fatui' he cut into your words in a harsh tone. 'It's not going to happen.'

'That's not what I was trying to do. I just... want to see you more often. Even after months I can only get a day or two with you... and we're not even alone.'

'If it's the Tsaritsa's order then I will follow it.' You averted your eyes. Barely a sentence in and you were already dejected by his words. 'Even though... I'd like to see you more too.'

You quickly rose your chin just to catch a glance of him rolling his eyes before he quickly turned his head away.

A wide smile lit up your face and you couldn't help but instantly start to gently tease him.

'Oh my, am I mistaken or is the almighty Balladeer actually admitting his oh-so-ridicoulus wishes to a mortal? Scara, are you okay? Yore getting soft, be careful before you get so weak even a slime could defeat you!'

'Just shut up, okay?' He growled at you but you just happily laughed. He's back. 'I'm gonna take my words back if you only show disrespect at...'

'Sure, sure' you smirked. 'Just admit you have a crush on me, Weeky-mouche!'

'Your nicknames are absolutely ridiculous' he claimed, ignoring the rest of the sentence.

'Oh, so what do you want me to call you then?' The temptation was too strong, you couldn't help but wink at him which made him growl in disgust again. 'Sweetheart, perhaps? Or honey?'

'I swear, you're as annoying as that damn red scum' he snorted, referring to his colleague, Childe.

You wanted to continue teasing him but as you turned right on the path you were walking on, a small shilouette - even smaller than Scaramouche's - appeared in front of you.

'Oh, little Yu!' You gasped, recognising the little 4-years-old girl.

Her dark hair was sparkling from the light of the morning sun and it put a tiny fire into her golden eyes as well. She looked like a magical little creature in the mystical forest, surrounded by old trees and young flowers.

A precious smile lit her face up as she saw you and the little girl reached out with both of her hands.

'Miss Y/n!'

You picked her up in an instant. Your favourite thing in guarding Qingce village was the people that lived in it and Yu always had a special place in your heart.

'Are you picking flowers?' You asked her and gently brushed her hair out of her face. 'For who?'

'Mommy' explained the little girl. 'It's her birthday tomorrow!'

'You're a very kind little lady, Yu' you praised her with a gentle smile. Holding a tiny, adorable creature like her was amongst the best feelings you've experienced, next to being with your lover, Scaramouche.

You didn't realise it was mainly because you were completely touch-starved.

Yu nodded but she didn't look at you. You followed her glance and you realised she was staring at Scaramouche.

The man was standing three feet away from you, with crossed arms and a hostile look on his face.

'Who is he?' Little Yu asked from you, fixing her eyes on the unfriendly expression of Scara's.

'His name is Scaramou... Just call him Scara.'

The man and the girl stared at each other.

'You needn't be afraid of him. He doesn't bite' you said jokingly but the little child's face remained serious.

'Why isn't he smiling?' She asked quietly. Scara glared at her.

'He's a little hard to make smile but he's still a good person' you promised her.

'Are you sure?'

Her words were innocent but they hit you really hard. Your breath stopped for a second and the fake smile on your face faded away.

'Now listen here you little...'

'I am sure. Don't worry' you cut down Scaramouche, sending a warning look to him.

He stayed silent but he looked like he could explode at any moment.

Maybe the child was able to sense it, maybe not, but she tried to get out of your hug all of a sudden. You put her down carefully, not forgetting to caress her hair and rosy cheeks even though her words upset both of you.

'I'm gonna go pick more flowers.'

'Yes. Be careful in the forest.' You warned her. 'Call my name if you're in danger!'

She nodded and ran away on her bare feet, looking like a little fairy among the old trees.

Leaving you alone with Scaramouche.