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Reading loz/lu fics and it's just so interesting how wide the spectrum is of their personalities.
Sometimes it's got an in universe reason (different past (usually gender or species change), recent or ongoing traumatic events, a spectacularly bad first meeting), but sometimes (often) the characters are just... Weirdly angsty or peppy, there's no in between!
And I'm beginning to think less people have played more than one game than I thought XD.
Not that it's anyone's fault! One game is more than enough to be part of it all, and loz is exclusive to Nintendo consoles - and all the older stuff is frustratingly hard to get hold of. Heck, I'm still looking for wind waker, and that was really popular! And then you have to play it! They're not small games!!
But could people writing wild please ease off just a tiiiiiny bit so he can be a semi functional member of society pretty please XD? He's just as much a polite boy as any other member of the chain! He won't even run in shops! He can't attack npcs! He talks to every single person he's ever seen and remembers every single name. Yes, he's three quarters woodland creature with a hefty amount of trauma but he's also a fashionista who managed to avoid accidentally taking sides in a mayoral election and that's not easy!
#I have some actual gripes but that's just me being pedantic about something I know a lot about#loz#legend of zelda#tears of the kingdom#loz link#loz botw#loz totk#the legend of zelda#totk link#lu wild#Okay but please stop making his teleportation a point of interest to the chain they ALL can warp it's not even slightly special#And the slate/pad doesn't hold any items I'm begging you that's just fanon it's never been canon or been implied to be#Travelling across hyrule (on horseback) is about a week and a half following the paths at a walk. Rito to lurelin. It's not weeks on foot t#Hyrule Castle!!#This isn't a problem but like. Let link be petty brats to civilians occasionally. It's enrichment. They all have beef with some rando.#They're all extremely polite and let people get away with more than they maybe should but like. Adults starting smth with a 16yo.#Also wild has serious beef with ganon why does everyone write him so chill. Like botw sure but totk?? Absolutely not.#'wah my home is in ruins it's all my fault' it's been like that for yonks no one's even mad and hello?? Miles on miles on untouched#Landscapes?? Millenia of ruins indistinguishable from the recent stuff?? Link literally died he could not have done any more#How anyone can play botw/totk and not be BLISTERINGLY proud of hyrule I don't know#Okay but why does everyone (particularly legend omg) always bitterly blame hylia like loz has a dozen odd deities and hylia is the ONE who#Got cursed right alongside link. It's just... Idk but it seems like such a culturally Christian thing. All the focus on one who then gets#Blamed for everything in life going wrong. Not even Christian but specifically American Catholic. I don't know.#Hylia is the one deity we can pretty safely assume is neither omnipotent or omniscient lmao#In every time she has a voice (botk/ss) she pretty clearly mucks up or gets tricked and has regrets#In ss when she was zelda she hated every second of leading link around and even then it all hinged on link being completely willing!!#And then she got kidnapped anyway!#In totk (spoilers) she loses contact with one of her statues and asks link to check it out. Another statue gets POSESSED by ol triangle hea#And again link has to figure out the problem. Like even in her divine form she is so far from all knowing and all doing.#It's a lot of conflating with the concept of fate maybe?
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why should it just be steve who has all the torturous purgatory realm fun?
#dbd#myart#wip#quick clarification for those only familiar with the american version of ringu: sadako is 19.#anyway. I love that dbd lets me explore steve and nancy's characters outside the bullshit that the show is.#because the whole steve and nancy dynamic is Interesting. but the dustbags are plagued by cerebral hetrot so that story never GOES anywhere#it's just the âWaaaah love triangle OMG!!! will they? won't they?â crap. idk man. idc. why're these dumbasses breathing in Upside down air?#some people here have seen lucy before-- he is the ghostface pictured. and he's an OC. different person entirely from danny.#I won't explain his full lore here but-- he was a drag queen before the fog who started out by only killing those who he felt deserved it.#his entire persona satirises catholicism and he calls himself âthe holy ghostâ rather than ghostface. the entity made him an actual devil.#he's obsessed with steve because he LIVES his own role so he sees steve as his heroic opposite or some fucked up gay shit like that.#he's clutching kate's heart because if he were a real character in the game-- he'd have two moris.#one standard... and one for if a steve is present in the lobby. the second would involve him carving out the heart of a survivor as a gift.#he never harms steve though-- so it makes steve's penchant for self-sacrifice pointless.#steve instead has to do what he can to open the gates as fast as possible-- or watch everyone else die! :)#as for the toxic yuri-- it occurred to me that sadako's backstory bears some striking similarities to barb's story.#as soon as I realised this-- it was like I had suddenly gained the ability to see a new colour I could not see before.#sadako wanting to torment nancy as sick revenge for what happened to her but using barb's death as justification for this...#...nancy being unable to escape the ghost of barb... even in this hell dimension full of terrifying monsters--#it is still the memory of the girl she feels she âletâ die in steve's pool that scares and hurts her the most.#not to mention that sadako's powers are reminiscent of how the upside down related fuckery appears...#the screwy technology. the telekinesis.#I just REALLY love seeing characters be forced to confront difficult parts of themselves even if that shit REALLY hurts.#dbd makes it so easy to do that to any given character. of course this goes both ways too-- it'd force lucy & sadako to change too.#which opens the door for torment on their end too because killers who disobey the entity are tortured into obeying.#a rock and a hard place on both ends. and that is Exactly how I like it. intense. complicated-- a puzzle to be solved.
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ok so this isnt exactly my usual brand of art but like. SPECIAL CIRCUMSTANCES: I MADE A DRESS myself. from scratch. behold!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was wild bcs i got GRIPPED by insanity for like a week n would not stop working on this thing. ive never sewed clothes before. i do believe i may have been possessed, big huge thanks to my bestiest bestie @blu3mila for being the photographer đ„°đ„°đ„°đ„°đ„°
#kunst huli#anywaysssss at first i tried looking for patterns online bcs i was like#ive never done this before i cannot possibly do it by myself ill make so many mistakes ill just look up instructions#found one vid which explained everything very nicely. did the measurements did the fucking#paper template#used a fabric no one would miss to try it out#failed miserably#re-measured everything#re-did the paper pattern#used fabric no one would miss to try it out again#FAILED MISERABLY ALSO#went to sleep sad#but as i was falling asleep of course i cant just like. stop#so i was like OMG I CAN. DO IT MYSELF#this dress is basically.#4 triangles. two rectangles. one trapezoid#it took a lot of Trying On and pinning n saying hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm#and praying to fuck knows who before using the sewing machine#but i did it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#n it even looks good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#i wanted to do it in red at first bcs um. the initial inspiration came to me because of#noel. also of course rodya dearest#but yeah anyway i wanted to dress in a noel inspired outfit for a thing#but i couldnt. find anything fitting to wear#n u know. clothes can be expensive#and our local fabrics store always has 70% off of fabrics...................#but i COULDNT. FIND THE MATERIAL I NEEDED. IN THE RIGHT COLOR#and at that point it was either i do it with what i have or the fixation runs out#also the lipstick is actually an eyeliner pencil. improvise adapt overcome etc#also if u see that the shoes are a bit too big for me no you didnt. its hard to find stuff in my size ok
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I WAS DOODLING COMIC STUFF ON MY NOTES BUT IM LEFT HANDED AND SMUDGED IT AND NOW KYLE LOOKS LIKE A VAMPIRE IN MY CUTE LITTLE KYLEALEX DOODLE NOOOOOO
#1 like and ill post it individually (as opposed to in a doodle dump)#also rn alex is still normal but ill add blood there too if anyone wants tuem to match#it was supposed to be cute đđđđ#also like this is a margins doodle it is VERY simple#their noses are literally triangles lol#blah#or if ppl want me to add bite marks to her i can do that too ig#my stupid hand though omg đ€Šââïž
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god gives his biggest, honkin-est shoes [only caring abt old blorbos from, by today's standards, badly flawed media] to his silliest clowns [me đ€Ą]
#I went back and read some of my old fic for an *old* pairing and it is so fun! and I can tell like#I had so much fun writing them. they're actually quite good tbh like characterization is good dialogue fits plot is sturdy#and its like. it was so much fun! I enjoyed it! I would never write fic for the ship again cause of.... disc horse. that I caught wind of.#after I wrote the fics.#the blorbos I have been feral over the last couple weeks... like I enjoy them. immensely. but.#I think I overshot the scope of what I could actually do and the lingering omg don't ever actually post this cause disc horse#got way into my brain and killed my joy for it#then the like only current still airing media I had a ship for decided to cast aside one blorbo entirely#like a doll left in a sandbox at the park just... completely forgotten. so that's đ€·ââïž#like I get that there's always fan works but. unpopular opinion. I don't like to entirely rely on just fic#I want the fic to be established off *something* and if they just toss blorbo out the window on the freeway#there's nothing anyone can do abt it#so here I sit. blorbo bermuda triangle. can't work on my wip. don't want to work on anything else.#back is out. again. my fckn nerve damage bro is so bad. gotta loe around all weekend and not do fuck all nothing#makes me CRAZY ok I get way too far into my own brain.#erin explains it all
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@augustinewrites @mysugu @soumies
he doesn't mean to make you sad, you know that. it's just that, when atsumu's upset it becomes everyone's problemâyours especially.
you don't know how it starts. atsumu had been bouncing off the walls just a moment ago, drunk off of booze and the afterglow of victory. you don't know which one of his teammates had invited her to the after-party, just that right now, you can't help but hate them.
it's just for a second, but you catch it. the way his eyes immediately dim, how his hand falters around yours. you don't want to jump to conclusions, but it's obviousâatsumu's in love with her. painfully so.
he drops your hand as if burnt and turns away, letting himself be carried off into another conversation. atsumu laughs loud enough to be heard over the music, a deafening house mix that thuds through your chest like a second heartbeat. anyone else might not spare him a second glance, but you know that when atsumu laughs that loud there's something he's trying to hide. then, as if remembering that you're still there, atsumu turns over his shoulder. you answer before he can ask the question.
"no no, go ahead. go have fun!"
atsumu tilts his head, though you know he's only asking to be polite. "are you sure?"
you smile. "no worries."
it's a bold-faced lie, but atsumu's never been that good at paying attention. he returns your smile with an excited nod, letting himself be led away by the shoulders. "don't go anywhere!" he shouts, though you know later on he'll forget to come find you. that's the way it always is. always has been.
you nurse your drink against your chestâwater, you don't have the stomach tonightâand try to look on the bright side, if there is one. atsumu had been the one to invite you, hadn't he? and though you're still "just friends", he'd held your hand earlier, so that has to count for something, right?
it's useless. you down your water in one go, figuring that if you treat it like alcohol it might work like it is. it doesn't, and now you're alone at this party with an empty cup and an even emptier hand.
you sigh and snake your way out of the kitchen, making your way up the stairs to the first door that opens. the upstairs is off-limits, but you hope that whoever owns this room is drunk enough to be forgiving. you don't even bother to turn on the lights, and instead flop backwards onto the bed. you feel the music downstairs rather than hearing it, a steady thump-thump-thump that shakes through you from head to toe.
you close your eyes, trying very hard not to think about atsumu and the girl he's still in love with downstairs. it's not your place to be bothered, that you know, but something in your chest still aches at the thought. you've loved atsumu since before he met her, after all. it's a shame he hasn't noticed. or maybe he's not noticing on purpose, which is considerably worse.
"woe is me," you say to no one, your voice biting with sarcasm. you're not shocked at how things are turning out, moreso that you thought it'd turn out any differently. with a sigh, you close your eyes. atsumu will find you eventually. and if he doesn't, then someone else will. you'd rather be cursed at for trespassing than anywhere downstairs, faking a smile as you wait for atsumu like a well-trained dog. at least here you can lick your wounds in private.
you don't know how much time has passed when you feel something press into your side, warm and solid. arms wrap around you: one slung over your waist, the other snaking its way under your head. you turn in confusion, seeing nothing in the dark.
whoever's holding you down reeks heavily of liquor, and their arm feels like a dead weight around you. when you try to pull it off they hold onto you tighter, mumbling something incoherent under their breath. "um, hey," you say loudly, voice hoarse with sleep. "get off of me."
the person beside you stirs, and the bed dips slightly as they prop themselves up. they mumble your name under their breath, and in the dark you can make out the vague outline of a face.
with a start, you realize you recognize that voice. "...osamu?"
he lies back down, bringing you along with him. "h-hey," you start to protest, but osamu's grip grows stronger in response.
"don't leave," he mumbles, as you try to sit up.
"butâ"
"m'head hurts. shhh." osamu shushes you, curling up against your side. his hair tickles the side of your reddening cheek.
"hey, osamu." you try to move out from under his arm again, to no avail. "you're really drunk."
"and?" he counters, pulling you closer, almost possessively. "just pretend for a little while."
that catches you off guard. "pretend?"
"it's dark, so it's easier," osamu refuses to elaborate. "c'mon. it's my birthday."
"osamu, your birthday's in october."
"is it?" there's an uncharacteristic cheekiness to osamu's voice, one that makes you turn your head towards him in surprise. you can't see him, but you can tell from the warmth that his face is only inches away. "well it's somebody's birthday, somewhere."
something touches your cheekâosamu's hand? no, his face. somewhere near his chin, guessing by the stubble that scratches your skin. "just do me a favor and pretend i'm him," osamu says, and in that moment he sounds scarily sober.
"wh-what?" you can't help the way your mouth hangs open at the request, your stomach feeling like it's about to drop out of you.
"you heard me," osamu mumbles, back to being drunk again. "pretend i'm him. you know what i mean."
"youâwhatâthat's notâ"
"am i wrong?" osamu presses, raising his voice like he's imitating his brother. it works. osamu's fingers trace across your face, reading the shock on your face like braille. you turn your head and press your nose to his neckâno cologne, only the soft smell of skin. it can't be atsumu, but for a moment, you're fooled.
osamu tilts his head and sighs, slow and sweet. and when his lips brush your forehead, it's like everything you've ever dreamed. "i'm right," he breathes, nestling his head against your shoulder. it's not a question anymore, but a fact. "i'm right," he sing-songs, still painfully drunk.
"osamuâ"
a hand covers your mouth, warm and firm. softer than atsumu's, and just a bit bigger. "don't say my name like that," he whispers, his voice hot against the shell of your ear, "say it the way you say his."
you swallow an audible gulp. "osaâosamu?" you try again.
osamu shakes his head. needy hands pull you in by the waist. you feel osamu's lips kiss up the side of your neck. "not like that," he murmurs.
"o-osa...mu..." you're breathless and dizzy. you feel osamu's smile against the underside of your jaw.
"better," he grins, and this time, his lips find yours.
it ends before you can even react. osamu pulls away with a shaky exhale, as if he's slowly waking from a dream. his eyes shine back at you in the dark, wide and unblinking.
he opens his mouth to speak. "iâ"
"you're drunk," you say immediately, and push him away by the chest.
osamu doesn't let you. he brings his hands over yours and keeps them there, and under the thin cotton of his shirt you feel his heart beating rabbit-fast. "so? i'll still want you when i'm sober."
his words choke your own out of your throat. "osamu...i can'tâ"
"so don't. don't do anything. just stay the night." there's a desperation in his words that makes your stomach flip. osamu holds onto you like he's afraid to let go. "please."
it's late, and you're tired. atsumu's in love with someone that isn't you, but osamu's arms are warm enough to make you forget. you think to yourself: is it selfish if he's willing? are you cruel for wanting to pretend?
you wrap your arms around his neck and osamu relaxes, melting into you the same way butter does on toast. he's soft, comforting. familiar, but not the same. osamu's lips brush on your neck again and the impact shudders through your spine like electricity. he takes his hands and rubs them over your arms, thinking that you're cold. you don't want to tell him that in reality you're burning up, feeling hot everywhere he touches.
"thank you," osamu murmurs into your hair.
"for what?"
"stayin'."
and when osamu kisses you a second time, you don't have the heart to push him away.
#oh my god this is so insane#SOOO good#OP the sentence structures here just HIT#holy shit so so good#hq!!#miya twins#osamu#atsumu#IM ACHING#THIS IS SO GOOD#i normally cant handle love triangles but with writing like this how can i NOT read oOOuuugh osamu's so!!!! incredibly!!! just!!! omg here#this line: a deafening house mix that thuds through your chest like a second heartbeat. <- is so pretty to me#i love how you wrote feelings parallel to tangible things like that heartbeat one and the empty cup with an empty hand#it huRTS that you know atsumu's laugh and he doesn't even know your feelings. it SUCKS he can't even tell you're faking a smile#the angst i wish i could write oh my god: he'll forget to come find you. that's the way it always is. always has been.#THEN. WHEN YOU FIND OSAMU??? GOD.#this did a number on me: just do me a favor and pretend i'm him#and when osamu imitates atsumu 'am i wrong' OMG THE WAY THAT MADE ME FEEL god. then he kisses ur forehead and its like everyth u dreamed#this is a new kind of ache its like. so close but it isn't it. it could be but it isn't. and that SUCKS.#'dont say my name like that; say it the way you say his' HELLOOOO!??!? HES INSANE FOR THAT HES INSSAAANE FOR THAT#THEN HE KISSES UP THE SIDE OF UR NECK WHLE SAYING 'NOT LIKE THAT' TOO /??! omg. idk but. how can u not cave w that#him smiling against ur jaw? CRIMINAL. absolutely sick. like. that my stomach felt all funny. all the yearning. GOD/#then he kisses u and u say hes drunk and then 'so ill still want you when im sober' THTS A NEW KIND OF PAIN#familiar but not the same. ur hand under his shirt.#op this is so good i love this so muc
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Fuck love triangles I will never stop thinking about poly Miles, Gwen and Hobie. âïžâïžâïž
SPIDERBAND.
Gwen and Miles clearly like each other, no question. I was hesitant after ITSV because I just kinda liked their friendship but after watching ATSV they have my blessing. They're just so AHDOWNDK đđđđ
Gwen and Hobie give me chill besties vibes, but it could easily be more, they seem to give that impression to other people anyways. Gwen stealing Hobies shoes and leaving her stuff at his place is cute đ he let's her crash with him because she can't go home and I think thats sweet. ALSO HOBIE SAYING HES PART OF THE SPIDER ORGANIZATION JUST BC HES "LOOKING OUT FOR HIS DRUMMER" AAAQUUDHWI
HOBIE AND MILESSS, I love their dynamic so much, Hobie being Miles' hype man and Miles thinking Hobie is soooo cool. I love the idea of Miles not knowing he's bi before he meets Hobie and suddenly he's all kinds of confused, meanwhile "I dont like labels" Hobie is so confident and chill
BRAINWORMS BELOW
Miles KNOWING he likes Gwen but he meets Hobie and suddenly he's acting the same way he acts around Gwen? He's tripping over his words and trying to impress him, and at first he brushes it off as wanting a cool friend, but Hobie keeps TOUCHING him.
Slinging his arm over his shoulders and leaning in close to tell him something, hugs when he hasn't seen him for awhile (not quite to the level of the big open hugs he gives Pav of course) and hell even high fives and fist bumps make him freeze up and try to remember how to use his limbs like a normal person.
The "Cool Friend" excuse shatters once he catches Gwen and Hobie hanging out and realizes he feels left out and jealous... but he can't figure out who he's jealous OF.
(I love this picture)
Also omg if Miles' parents think GWEN is a bad influence then IMAGINE THEIR REACTION TO HOBIE. I can vividly imagine Miles' dad saying "That kid is a PUNK." Meanwhile his mom is just ranting because "How do you even find these people Miles??"
"He's in a band with Gwe- Gwanda. They want me to join..."
"ABSOLUTELY not-"
#THIS IS WAY TOO MUCH BUT I HAD TO GET IT OUT#THE WORMS ARE TAKING OVER#That meme of the three people taking turns kissing is them#across the spider verse spoilers#across the spiderverse#spider punk#spiderpunk#miles morales#gwen stacy#hobie brown#miles x hobie#miles x gwen#gwen x hobie#spiderband#gwiles#is that a ship name#punkflower#flowerpunk#spiderverse
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hello love x
i was wondering if you could potentially do one where the reader is an actress and is in the new hunger games movies and everyone ships her with tom but sheâs also dating lando ⊠could you make a love triangle situation with these two?? like maybe she hangs out with tom more than lando or something idk lol u can come up with anything (you can decide who the endgame is) sort of like a illicit affair or where maybe she is seeing tom and everyone is aware of it idk??? (at this point im just saying nonsense i think lol)
ILLICIT AFFAIRS
PAIRINGS: lando norris x gf!reader / tom blyth x fem!reader
TYPE: social media au
WARNING: // cheating implied
part 1 - part 2 - part 3 - part 4 - part 5
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yourusername: making this movie was hands-down one of the best experiences of my life thus far! i cannot wait to share more behind the scenes content with you all:)) and with only one week to spare .. see you out there on our press tour!
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landonorris: canât wait!
landonorris: proud of you, my love!! â€ïž
âł yourusername: ilyyyyy đ
âł user: lando being a supportive bf >>>
âł user: alexa, how to get my own lando norris?? đ
user: sheâs so pretty, i canât
user: after reading the book, i just know this movies gonna break me đ©đ©đ©đ©
user: LANDO LET ME HAVE HER, PLEASE
user: SCREAMING!!! CANNOT WAIT!!!!
user: i have been looking forward to this movie since they announced it, canât believe weâre only one week away
joshandresrivera: whoâs the cute guy at the end??
âł yourusername: just some guy i know đ€·đ»ââïž
user: caNnot wait, omggggg
user: read the book and idk if iâm mentally prepared
user: you look soo good đ©đ©đ©
songbirdsandsnakes: our lucy gray â€ïžâ€ïž
user: iâm actually freaking tf out about this alapapalddbsod
user: YES YES YES YES YES
oscarpiastri: can i get free tickets?
âł yourusername: absolutely!
âł user: i love this duo so much đ€Ł
user: movie of the year incoming????
user: the movie hasnât even come out yet and the amount of snow x lucy gray edits iâve seen just from the trailer alone đ©
âł user: i just know once the movie comes out theyâll be all over tiktok âŠ. i canât wait tho!!!!!!
user: i just realized that jason schwartman, viola davis, and peter dinklage are in this too!!! alwnsofnf
user: iâve seen the trailer like 10+ times, canât wait!!
hunterschafar: â€ïž
user: will josh and jlaw be in this??
âł user: noooo đ bro, this is set 64 years before them
user: sheâs playing lucy gray right???
âł user: yes
user: AHHHHHH
user: canât wait for all the interviews omg!!!!
user: yn and the hunger games???? SIGN ME TF UPPP
user: soo excited over this
user: i wonder if lando will be attending the premiere
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yourusername: last race with my favorite boyyy đ„șđ§Ą
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user: LAST RACE??? WHYYY????
âł user: she starts press tour tomorrow for the hunger games
user: ima miss seeing you in the paddock đ©
user: ima miss you in the paddock đ© but i cannot wait for the hunger games press interviews
user: his smile đ©đ©
user: my fav papayas đ§Ąđ§Ąđ§Ąđ§Ąđ§Ą + oscar
user: the first pic đđ
user: last race??? nooooooo
user: wait, im confused âŠ. whyâs she leaving???
user: gonna miss you
user: last pic đ©
user: YN?!?!!? YOURE LEAVING??!?? đđđđđ
user: my favssssss đ§Ą
user: yaâll acting as if sheâs leaving forever and wonât see her again lmaooo đ€Ł sheâs doing press tour bc the movie sheâs in comes out in a week
landonorris: đđđ
landonorris: gonna miss your cute face đ„ș
âł yourusername: gonna miss you tooo, pretty boy đ„ș
user: the way he smiles around her
user: wait when is she leaving???
âł yourusername: a little after the race
âł user: wait why tho??
âł user: she starts press tour tomorrow since her movie comes out next week lol
oscarpiastri: that smile thoooo đ€
user: where is she going????
user: THE best couple
user: what movie is she going for?
âł user: the hunger games
âł user: WAIT FRR????? is it the new one???
user: parents, frrrrr đ
user: canât wait for press tour, i just know sheâs gonna slay
carlossainz55: pic creds to me, thank you đđ»ââïž
âł yourusername: đđđ yea yea
âł landonorris: đ
âł user: ynlando who??? i only know carlando â€ïžđ§Ą
user: theyâre the reason i believe in love â€ïžâ€ïž
user: the way he looks at her, bro đđđ
âł user: heâs sooo in love, i canât đ©đ©
user: we wonât see ynlando for a while đ
user: my ynlando heart đđđâ€ïžâ€ïž
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user: THE REFERENCE OMG!!!!
user: MOTHER IS SERVING, OOH MYYYY đđđđ
user: heâs sooo fine!! but he looks EXTRA FINE with the buzz cut & blonde hair đźâđš
đ pinned
âł yourusername: told yaaaa @tomblyth
joshandresrivera: ohh hiiii đđŒ
user: yn came to serve
user: tomâs the new white boy of the month!!!
user: HER PINNED COMMENT
user: tomâs soo good looking đ©
user: sheâs so beautiful đđ
hunterschafer: WERK
âł yourusername: are we about to kiss rn?
user: okay but why do i ship her and tom?? đ«Ł
user: idc what anyone says, she looks gorgeous! đ
user: ngl but tom and yn look good together đ€·đ»ââïž
âł user: sheâs got a bf and heâs got a gf
user: this manâs gorgeous but i also gotta remember heâs the one responsible for finnickâs death
âł yourusername: same bestie đ„ș
âł user: OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG
user: okay but her and tom look soo good đ©đ©
landonorris: stunning đ
landonorris: youâre gorgeous
âł yourusername: đđđđ
âł user: them >>>
âł user: missing them rn đ©đ©
user: dress is gorgeous! sheâs gorgeous! i just donât like the top of the dress, if iâm being honest
tomblyth: â€ïžâ€ïž
user: cannot wait till the movie is out!!!!
user: tHe second slide and fourth slide slandnslsmd
user: oBSESSED đ©đ©đ©đ©
user: i can already tell yn and tom are gonna be my fav duo
user: tom tho đ
user: you look soo beautiful, i canât đ©
user: đđđđđđđđ
user: iâm already a simp for president snow, and the movie hasnât even come out yet
user: TOM, OMG đźâđšđźâđšđźâđšđźâđšđźâđš
user: THE WAY SHE PINNED THAT ONE COMMENT đ yn being a coriolanus simp confirmed???
user: everything about you is soo slayyyyyyyyyy
user: nothing beats the original cast but they all look sooooo good, i canât even lie
user: the dress reference đ€©
user: PLEASE GIVE TOM MY NUMBER!!!! OR GIVE ME HIS NUMBER EITHER IS FINE WITH ME
user: is it just me or does tom look better with the buzz cut and blonde hair???
âł yourusername: youâre not the only one đ© ive told him several times!!!!!!
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user: THE THRID POST ALSNDKDKDMDNSN
user: i ship
user: why do they look so in love in that third slide??
joshandresrivera: đ§Ą
user: yn, babe, whereâs lando????
user: that donât look like lando to me đ
user: the chemistry is INSANE đźâđš
landonorris: youâre killing it, babe â€ïž
âł yourusername: đđ love yaa
âł landonorris: i love you moreeee đ
âł user: parents đđđ
user: i hope her and tom date, they look so good together
user: yaâll gotta stop shipping tom and yn, ynâs literally dating lando and tomâs got a girlfriend
user: tom and her look so good đ©đ©đ©
tomblyth: love you, gorgeous â€ïž
âł yourusername: â€ïžâ€ïž
âł user: IM SORRY WHAT??!???
âł user: excuse me??? sir????
user: TOMS COMMENT AKALSMDN
user: the chemistry is INSANE
user: he called her gorgeous đđđ brb gonna go cry
hunterschafer: YUPPPPP
hunterschafer: serving as always!
user: MOTHER IS SERVING đđđ
user: obsessed with you and tom đđđ
user: if i were lando, i would be crying in a corner rn
user: why do they look like a couple in that third slide??
user: toMsâS COMMENT!! he called her gorgeous
user: yaâll shipping her with tom as if she doesnât have a bf
âł user: have you ever heard of cheating??
user: yaâll see the interview?? she called him delicious and said that itâs so easy to fall in love with him đđ
âł user: she said, âand getting to work with that is delicious to an actor like meâ bffr she never said anything about it being easy to fall in love with him đ
âł user: actually she did proceed to talk about how easy it is to fall in love with him?????? if anything you bffr
user: @landonorris come get your girl
user: sheâs so touchy with him đđđđ
user: LANDO OPEN YOUR EYES
user: weâre all thinking the same thing right?? đ
user: theyâre definitely fucking around
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user: ngl but yn and tom look cute together
user: PARENTS FRRRR đđđđđ
user: lando & yn >>>>>
user: they have sm tension
user: yaâll are crazy if you think yn would leave lando for tom
âł user: and youre crazy for not thinking that maybe yn already cheated on lando with tom đ«ą
user: @landonorris @landonorris @landonorris
user: landoâs busy trying to win a race while ynâs busy fooling around with tom
yourusername: SNOW FALLS ON TOP!!!
âł user: yes, on top of you
âł user: nahhhhh đđđ
user: howâd you know about the tattoo??? đ
yourusername: love yaaaa â€ïž
âł tomblyth: back at you! â€ïž
âł user: @landonorris
hunterschafer: cute
âł user: how does it feel to third wheel all the time?
user: ynâs literally soo gorgeous!!! đ©
user: if i were yn, iâd be all over him too, idcccc
user: landoâs stronger than me bc if my gf was like this with another man id be going apeshit
user: theyâre 100% having an affair
âł user: ohh definitely!
âł user: the fact that he knew about her tattoo that none of us knew about says a lot!!!! this man has explored her body
user: yntom >>> â€ïžâ€ïžâ€ïž
user: i wonder if lando knows about the tattoo tom was referring to
âł user: that man is clueless like the rest of us
user: @landonorris
user: not ppl tagging lando đđ
âł user: heâs gottta open his eyes
âł user: @landonorris
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â authorâs note: this is simply for the story, iâm aware that rachael and tom both have partners
pt2?
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king of my heart | pt. 2
pairings: lando norris x fem!reader | pato o'ward x fem!reader
warnings: love triangle? kinda.
author's note: go get some popcorn cause we have some drama heređż... and it's a long part, so enjoy!!
part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4
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yourusername Miami GP over and out â
đ No words could ever explain just how grateful I am for all of you and for the opportunity that I get to cover this amazing sport with such incredible people by my side. Thank you for everything Miami, I hope to see you again soon! đŽđ
user1 the power she holds đ
user2 she's really living my dream đ„č
lissiemackintosh so happy to be able to share this with you!! love uâ€ïž
yourusername we really need to do this more oftenđ love u too! user3 y/n and lissie hosting track tv together is my new roman empire fr user4 SLAY QUEENS!! user5 the queens are thriving user6 i wanna be friends with them so bad đ«
user7 omg girl you're STUNNING
user8 BEST F1 WAG
user9 facts facts facts user10 she's not even a wag lol it's so obvious lando just keeps this nobody around for when he's bored and horny user11 user10 this "nobody" has done SO much in terms of women representation in motorsport, she's hardworking and a lovely woman. meanwhile, you're just a sad little person who's jealous of her because she's successful and close to your crush, who doesn't even know who you are. so get a life and stop embarrassing yourself. user12 user11 SAY IT LOUDER đ user13 user11 PREACH!!!
user14 i don't know if i wanna be her or be with herđ©
user15 this is such a mood tbh
landonorris so proud of you, boođ
yourusername đ„°đ§Ą user16 YNLANDO NATION WE WON user17 we love a supporting boyfriend đ€© user18 i want what they have, your honor user19 is this considered a soft launch or what? user20 y'all are deluluđ it's so obvious they're just friends user21 user20 girl being delulu is the solulu đ
user22 so when are we gonna talk about felix liking the post?
user23 i'm lost sorry, who's felix? user24 user23 he's pato's teammate in indycar and one of his besties user25 if felix liked then WHERE'S PATO user26 user25 doing more important things than being focused on this girl.
lilymhe such a pretty girl đ
alex_albon should i be jealous? yourusername you should indeed. can u fight? user24 the friendship i didn't know i needed đ„č user25 MY FAV WAGS INTERACTING YAY
user26 f1 is so lucky to have you!!!
user27 LOOOL why would they be lucky to have her?đđđ she's nothing special user28 user27 and yet she's still rising đ
user29 user27 then why are you even on her post? lol obsessed much?
user30 my role model â€ïžâđ©č
đ incoming call
[y/n; normal] [pato; cursive]
"...Hello? Did you butt-dialed me or something?"
"Uhm, hi. It's not a butt-dial. I-I actually just wanted to talk to you. Hear your voice, y'know. I've been kinda missing you."
"Oh really? And here I was thinking that your cold behavior toward me over the past three weeks meant that you didn't want anything to do with me. Silly me, I guess."
"I-I'm... [sighs]. That's what I wanted to talk to you about, actually. About the way I've been treating you. I'm sorry, y/n. I really am sorry. I know I've been a total jerk-"
"Yeah, you can put it that way."
"...I've been a total jerk and I regret it very much. You didn't deserve it at all. I just- I'm not trying to excuse my awful behavior but I just think I got- Uhm..."
"You got what?"
"Well... I saw Lando's instagram story when you went back to Monaco, as you've probably already figured it out. And I think- Well... I got jealous. And I know it probably sounds stupid now but at the time it felt like a punch in the face."
"Pato..."
"I know I didn't and still have absolutely no business to be jealous about you and Lando, cause you and I are not dating or anything and you don't owe me any kind of explanation about the type of relationship you have with him. But after the great time we spend together in Long Beach... I don't know, it just hurted seeing you with him. But that doesn't excuse anything and I just regret so much the way I've been treating you since then, it hasn't been fair to you at all."
"And it didn't cross your mind that we could have had this conversation way before now? I mean, you waited three weeks to finally talk to me like a decent human being, how-"
"I know and I'm so-"
"Let me finish."
"Sorry, go on."
"However, I do appreciate that you're finally acknowledging all of this and communicating with me like an actual adult. I know it's not always easy to do. And although I don't owe you any kind of explanation, I just want you to know that there's nothing going on between Lando and me."
"So you and him...?"
"We're friends and that's it. We care for each other but there's nothing going on."
"Oh... well, thanks for clarifying that for me."
"Yeah, yeah. You'll have to work harder for my forgiveness, anyway. I appreciate the call but it won't be that easy for you."
"Is that so?"
"You've heard me."
"In that case, what would you say if I invite you for a few days to come here to Punta Mita? Maybe that'll help me a little to earn your forgiveness."
"... I'm sorry, what!?"
"You've heard me."
"You're joking. You have to be joking."
"I'm not joking. You're still in Miami, right?"
"I am..."
"Great! My brother in law is in Miami too and he'll take the jet tomorrow morning. If you want to, you can join him and come here with him! We'd be thrilled to have you here too."
"Oh my God... Pato, I don't know what to say!"
"Say yes and you'd make this birthday boy the happiest man in the world. You'd even make my sister happy, I've been telling her a lot about you and now she's eager to meet you."
"I hope you've been telling her good things about me, then."
"Only the best. She's even on your side, y'know. Said I was being a giant cabrĂłn and needed to make things right. She wasn't wrong tho."
"[giggles] Fine. I'll go, but I'm only doing this for your sister."
"I'll take that anyway! I'll let Brett know you'll join him and I'll send you the details, okay?"
"Okay!"
"Now go and pack your bags for tomorrow."
"Hey! Don't get bosy with me, mister!"
"[Laughs] Fine. Take care, I'll see you tomorrow."
"See you, birthday boy!"
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paddockgossips Among the alleged "breakup" between y/n and Lando, the McLaren driver was photographed last night having fun in a Monaco club in the company of Max Fewtrell and other friends. Some sources have said that Lando seemed very cozy with a blonde woman at the party, whom he later left with. However, we cannot verify this information in any way, so it remains a rumor.
user1 I HAVE A CHANCE AGAIN (i'm delulu)
user2 so this confirms ynlando is over?? đ
user3 girl i'm devastated đđđ user4 i'm still in denial user5 well they were never together to begin with user6 user5 THIS!! people act like they were a couple when they NEVER confirmed anything đ
user7 "blonde woman at the party" "it remains a rumor" and magui goes and like the post LOL
user8 she's so desperate for attentionđ user9 who's magui??? user10 user9 she's kika's friend and she was dating football player JoĂŁo FĂ©lix not so long ago (in fact, i thought they were still together lol) user11 user10 and don't forget she's a cheater. user12 user9 she's trouble
user13 yn >>>>>>>> magui
user14 user13 no need to compare them
user15 sorry but single lando it's so hot đ„”
user16 SO TRUE user17 FACTS he looks so good omfg
user18 in his heartbreaker era đ
user19 in his reputation era đ user20 in his idgaf era đ
user21 i'm a child of divorce fr
user22 i know y'all love y/n for some reason but i'm SO glad lando finally got away from her.
user23 SAME. and if magui makes him happy then great for him user24 stfu i'm mourning here
user25 y/n this magui that but max was, is and will forever be lando's true wagđ
user26 the one and only indeed
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patriciooward BDAY WKND DUMP đž thank y'all for all the loveâ€ïžâđ„
user1 THE HARD LAUNCH IT'S HARD LAUNCHING
user2 OMG IT'S HAPPENING EVERYBODY STAY CAAAAALM
user3 he really said i'll give you what you want: thrist traps and y/n... and he's so real for that
user4 he really knows his audience user5 king behavior if u ask me user6 everybody say thank you Pato đ
user7 YNPATO NATION HOW ARE WE FEELING??
user8 I'M STILL SPEECHLESS user9 they're so perfect i wanna cryđ user10 LOVE TO SEEđ„
user11 as a ynlando shipper i have to admit they're cute but ngl this still hurts đ©
user12 MOOD user13 ynlando will always be in our hearts đ„ș user14 ynlando >>>>>>>>>> ynpato user15 user13 girl grow up.
user16 THAT SHOULD BE ME
elbaoward where are my credits for the last pic? cutiesđ€
user17 u literally gave us the cutest pic ever user18 elba thank you so much for your serviceđ«Ą user19 elba is ynpato's #1 fan and you can't tell me otherwise user20 elba is just like us fr user21 LOVE YOU ELBAAAAA đ©·
user22 MOM AND DAD
user23 can't believe how fast she moved on and got together with this dude lol lando really dodged a bullet with her
user24 how fast she moved on?? girl y/n and lando were never even together so stfu user25 ???? why are you even on pato's ig post? go away user26 user23 y/n is such an attention seeker and yet everyone loves her, i'll never understand it đ„±
user27 not to be that person but i would KILL to be that piñatađ
user28 MOOD
frosenqvist oh to be tanned, young and in love
patriciooward đ user29 IN LOVE??? FELIX BESTIE TELL US MORE user30 i don't know about y'all but this is all the confirmation i need about ynpato being real, bye user31 i think i can hear the wedding bells user32 user31 yesss and felix as pato's best man
user33 bestie don't be shy and drop more y/n pics đ«¶
user34 i second the motion !!!
user35 NOT LANDO LIKING THE POST LOOOOL
user36 he is so unserious i love him user37 ICONIC BEHAVIOR TBH user38 yeah but i just know he's crying inside user39 user38 for what? lol lando knows he's so much better than this cheaper version of him. user40 user39 i'm so done with people like you who insult pato just because you cannot defend lando with good arguments.
yourusername magical weekend đ
patriciooward with you there? always user41 STOP THEY'RE SO CUTE OMG user42 this is such an upgrade tbh user43 SO HAPPY FOR THEM đ„č user44 what a bitch.
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paddockgossips NEW WAG ALERT? đš Magui Corceiro, the Portuguese model and actress, attended the Monaco GP after being seen a few days ago having lunch with Lando. It has been rumored that they could be in a relationship, especially since Lando and y/n apparently went different ways, and Corceiro's presence in the paddock has not gone unnoticed by anyone. Still, neither Lando nor Magui have confirmed or denied these rumors.
user1 A TRIGGER WARNING WOULD BE NICE NEXT TIME
user2 um let's hope there isn't a next time user3 user2 let's pray girl, let's pray đ
user4 "neither lando nor magui have confirmed or denied these rumors" well that's bs cause she just liked the post
user5 istg she's trying so hard to get attention user6 lando was asked about magui and he said she was just a friend... and then she goes and does this lol what a clout chaser user7 and people used to say that y/n was after lando's fame and yet she NEVER did anything like this user8 she's such a pick me girl
user9 everything i know of this girl has been against my will istg
user10 SAME
user11 oh good luck lando
user12 oh be prepared for the y/n fans and little girls that'll come attack magui when she hasn't even done anything wrong
user13 literally they're just mad at magui cause she's dating their fav driver loool user14 they're only jealous cause magui is a gorgeous woman user15 user14 she's gorgeous but she's still a snake
user16 i'd ask why lando would be with someone like her, but then i remember he's an adult and if he wants someone like her by his side then that's up to him. let's not treat him like a baby please
user17 sayđ itđ louderđ
user18 weeeeell if this is the kind of people lando likes to have around then i guess y/n really dodged a bullet with him
user19 FACTS user20 i mean at the end of the day he's just another privileged white boy, sođ€·ââïž user21 i really don't get all the hate that she's getting, is she really that problematic? user22 user21 girl google it yourself but yeah, she is
user23 I MISS MY GIRL Y/N WHERE IS SHEEEEEEEE??
user24 what is she even doing there?
user25 must be cause lando wanted her to be there user26 why y'all never asked the same thing about y/n? y'all are such hypocrites istg user27 user26 cause y/n was actually doing her job????? user28 user26 oh you're stupid đđ
user29 magui in the paddock, pato not being able to finish Indy 500... it really is a shitty day huh
user30 DON'T EVEN REMIND ME WHAT HAPPENED WITH PATO OMFG user31 I'M STILL SO MAD ABOUT PATO user32 the only good part is that y/n and his family were there for him â€ïžâđ©č
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YOU DIDN'T TEACH ME HOW TO FORGET YOU. ( childe x reader, part two )
â°â†you never thought your lover was hiding something so cruel from you.
pairings â childe / tartaglia x fem!reader.
warnings â reader is a ragnvindr (not specified whether adopted or not, so it's up to you), reader have an anemo vision, reader and childe are 20, kaeya is older than diluc (personal headcanon of mine lmao), lumine is the traveler, HEAVY ANGST with some small amounts of fluff, yandereish behavior, possessiveness, a battle, injuries and scar mentions, violence, suggestiveness and smut descriptions.
word count â 8.5k
notes â phew, this was a long ride!!! don't worry, there will be a part three coming soon to your dash and more genshin fics from me too !!!!
find part one here.
if anybody told you what would transpire when you agreed to go to liyue with the traveler and paimon, you wouldâve laughed on their faces without a second thought.Â
seeing ajax again had always been a fever dream â sometimes you thought he was a fever dream, but the lost pair of your motherâs earring was the reminder that he existed in your past. in your memories, once, but now he was here, and you were with him. you could feel his warmth beneath your palms, feel his breath in your neck whenever his arms held you while you prepared breakfast, you could look at his eyes and memorize every shade of blue present on his orbs to never forget again. you could hear his voice whispering soothing words in your ear every night before sleep, hear his melodic and boyish laugh and be infected by it, following in with your own happy sounds.Â
but, just like his vision, he was just water reflecting your own face â it didnât matter how much you tried to reach, you never could reach him. the ajax you met when you were only eight, the little boy who helped you find your family. you understand that boy had already been killed by life just like the little girl you were once was when crepus ragnvindr died in your brotherâs arms, but you still saw that boy when ajax was ajax.Â
it was fitting for someone with two names to be two different persons.Â
childe and ajax were two different persons, even though they were the same. childe was charming and arrogant, reckless and confident in his abilities. you liked that version of him, with his confident smile and smooth words â it made him look like the knight in shining armor of the stories your mother used to read for you, and childe always managed to make you flustered and sigh like a young girl in love. but you preferred ajax, the side of him that only came out when you two were in the confines of his house, skin to skin, breathless whispers of declarations of love and desperate kisses. he was there when your head was on his chest, listening to his heartbeat while his hands were drawing circles on your skin, lips open to tell you about what happened in the years you two were away from each other.Â
you learned how childe was born in a night like that, when ajax told you what happened when he was fourteen.Â
your heart hurt and bled for him, hearing him tell how he fell into the abyss and was rescued and trained by a swordswoman named skirk, while his hands played with your hair while the moonlight hit the both of you â he didnât tell you much about what happened in the three months he spent there, but you could imagine how tourtours it was for a fourteen-year-old child. it was the same age when your brother rose to be a captain in the knights of favonius, and you remembered how much he changed after that. it wasnât the best comparison, but it was what you could relate to. he also told you how his father wanted him to join the fatui, as a way to tame his actions, but ajax wanted to conquer the world by himself, without the help of any organization.Â
but the fatui recruited him, nonetheless, making him work at their bank as some kind of mercenary, always ready to attack those with unpaid debts. he didnât mind, he told you, as he loved the thrill of battles and that was an excuse to train to become stronger and stronger and achieved his dream of conquering the world and be an adventurer â but you could feel that something was wrong, but you couldnât pinpoint what, and didnât want to bring more sad memories of his to surface. ajax was glad you werenât looking at his eyes, because he knew you would be able to see the guilty reflection of them, see the outline of the lies leaving his lips. but he needed you at his side, even though for a short amount of time. he was ready for the day when his lies would be discovered, his heart already healed of the heartbreaking he would go through when you started hating him.Â
it was what he deserved.Â
that night, too, he heard about how you gained your vision.Â
it hurt to see how open and sincere you were with him while he built lies above little truths, but his heart felt even more heavy knowing how much his peers affected your life. you told him how you left your home, worried about the lateness of your father and brother, only to find your father nowhere to be seen, while both of your brothers were fighting, ice against fire and your heart shattering for your family. you tried to scream and stop the fight, but nothing seemed to work â only when the wind in all mondstadt stopped and it seemed to be commanded by you. you only wanted to make them stop, but your wind was also what broke them apart and took kaeya away from home, and what took diluc on his mission to uncover his and yours fatherâs death.Â
it was a delusion what killed him, you told ajax, even though he knew everything about crepus ragnvindrâs death â he didnât mean to pry in dottoreâs papers, but what he could do when he saw your fatherâs name there? he still couldnât understand why killing him was important, but his heart broke when he read number twoâs reports. your name was there, signaling your relationship with the target and your new vision and, when your brotherâs name became a discussed matter between his harbingers colleagues, he tried to stay away from it as much as he could.Â
you finished your story with your arms tightening around him, afraid that he could disappear just like your father once did â and he brought your face closer to his, kissing the tears away and whispering sweet words of comfort. it was all that he could do, already knowing that someday you would need such a comfort again but because of his actions. but he didnât want you between another manâs arms. you were his and would always be, even if it was just an illusion, even if it was just the ghost of a memory like you always had been.Â
what would he do when you finally discovered the truth?Â
âÂ
you almost did, once, and he was sure you knew by the second time.Â
the first time was when you and zhongli met.Â
childe wasnât happy to take you to meet another man. not that he didnât believe in your love for him, but he knew how beautiful and charming you were â and zhongli was handsome and charming too, and maybe he was insecure and afraid that, for some perverse reasons, you would see that the older man was a better match for you. he was so lost in his own thoughts and scenarios, that he never thought about warning zhongli to not say a word about his involvement with the fatui. however, they still need to meet, and ajax couldnât leave you alone at his house.Â
he didnât know when you were going to leave him, and he needed to make his time with you as best as possible.Â
but he couldnât help and feel a sense of pride when strolling with you through liyue harborâs streets, all the eyes, from the elderly to the youth, eyeing you two. of course, you made a beautiful couple â both you and ajax were young and strong, and in love. everyone could see the feeling intertwined with every single one of your actions. from the side eyes, to the touches and to the words, love surrounded you and childe like a shield.Â
however, he wasnât sure if he liked the look on zhongliâs face.Â
he couldnât decipher it and, while you introduced yourself to his acquaintance, he tried to not dwell much on it. ây/n ragnvindr, itâs a pleasure to meet you, mr. zhongli. childe speaks highly of you.â sometimes zhongli appeared in the anecdotes he told while your head was resting on his chest and his hands playing with your hair, just like the night you both shared your biggest secrets. he tried not to get into details that could speed up the inevitable end of your relationship, but the giggles and curious sounds that escaped your lips whenever he told you about his day always made him tell more than he was intended to.Â
âragnvindr?â the curious tone on zhongliâs voice made your eyebrows raise and your head to tilt slightly to the side, which made childeâs chest to rumble with a chuckle. âyou are, perhaps, the heiress of the dawn winery?âÂ
you giggled, and ajax needed to fight the ugly green monster of jealousy. though, your giggles for him were more sweet and genuine, sounds that could rival columbinaâs singing. âiâm, indeed! my older brother, diluc, is the current head of your family and iâm his heir.â you answered, exciting shining in your eyes. even though he was jealous, childe loved seeing you like that, too â talking and interacting with others. âhave you ever drank dandelion wine, mr. zhongli?â it was a question you always asked when meeting new people, ajax came to learn. it was cute and endearing, how you cared that much for your familyâs legacy.Â
he, on the other hand, couldnât ask people if they ever had fished on ice.Â
âof course. i have some acquaintances back in mondstadt, lady ragnvindr.âÂ
the chat progressed to your hometown, a place where young ajax always dreamed to conquer first, just to see you again. though, as much as zhongli was entertaining you, business were always business, and his attention slowly changed to childe â he tried to explain as much a he could the transactions without giving this true identity away, but zhongli almost spilled about his position as the eleventh harbinger.Â
âi hope your harbingers colleagues will find this business as formidable as i did, childe.â
he bid farewell to you two, and childe noticed that you were a bit more distant in the way back home, his eyes widening for a fraction of seconds when realization hit him of how you interpreted zhongliâs words.Â
ây/n, my beloved.â he made you both stop under the moonlight, placing your hand over his heart. âwhy arenât you smiling at me? are you having doubts about my words because of what zhongli said?â you should. you really should have, because ajax was nothing but a liar. he watched as you averted your eyes to his chest, your cheeks rosy and lips forming a pout.Â
âno⊠i just⊠i would never forgive you if you lied to me, ajax.âÂ
too bad, wasnât it? your words resonated inside him while he kissed you and held you against his chest, soothing and reassuring words leaving his lips as if his heart wasnât being eaten inside out by guilt.Â
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the second time was even more dangerous.Â
it was on a warm night, when lumine and paimon were already back from their journey to search for the adepti to prove their innocence, now helping zhongli to the rite of parting. you tried to be of help, too, but both lumine and zhongli said they were fine without help, so your hopes of having a daily adventure were crushed by gentle hands. you resorted to your normal life in liyue, helping citizens and exploring nearby areas â sometimes, now, with paimon and the traveler as your companions â and then waited for ajax at home, wondering what he had planned for you two.Â
however, he was late. later than he ever was, the stars already in the sky and your heart hurting from worrying about him.Â
whenever he knew he was going to be late, he always sent a messenger to meet you, normally one of the kids playing near the sea, to inform you of what was happening in his job and what were his plans. but no child approached you during the day, and you now found yourself at the familiarity of his house, a place that you grew to be comfortable with, that now had the same sense of home the hard walls of dawn winery had. you were restless, of course, and when the moon started to shine on the bed you shared with your lover, you knew you had to do something.Â
your feet led you to the northland bank, yet your heart beat with both fear and excitement with the thought of entering a fatui lair.Â
it was a place you knew that you were never supposed to go in, but you remembered it. your father always climbed up the red stairs that led to the bank, even though, at the time, neither you nor your brothers knew what it was. your father only told you three he had business with the men inside the place, and never in your wildest dreams you would think it was a fatui bank â and you couldnât understand why your father needed them. the winery and the tavern were enough to make your family rich, as you knew from helping diluc with some paperwork.
maybe it was power he wanted. you couldnât blame your father for it, as a man without a vision in teyvat needed other ways to assert dominance over his peers, and maybe the fatui were the ones who could give him what he wanted. but the same power he wanted was the power that took his life, according to dilucâs and kaeyaâs testimony. a device that pretended to be a vision was what your father used to kill a deadly monster to save your brother, even though diluc was one of the most skillful swordsmen you ever knew.Â
fathers would always be fathers, it seemed.Â
just like snezhnaya, the northland bank was cold, and you could feel it from the outside, even though liyue was hotter than mondstadt, a fact that you enjoyed pretty much. however, the goosebumps werenât because of the chilly air â you were nervous. it was dead in the night and nobody was in the street, probably inside their homes enjoying a warm meal with their family. the fatui guard eyed you from head to toe and, even though your heart was imitating a drumâs beat from how quickly it beat, all the etiquetteâs lessons you had in your childhood were playing their part. you knew how to hold your head high, high enough that no question was asked before the guard opened the door, just a nod that made your earring tingle in your ear.Â
maybe he recognized it. only one person in teyvat had the other pair.Â
you stood in the middle of the room, eyes scanning the architecture of it. you werenât well versed in snezhnayan culture â maybe for the lack of it in the books of your home, due to the closeness of the region, or because your father was too afraid his children to know his obscure business â but the inside of the northland bank was mesmerizing. though you couldnât appreciate much of it before someone was clearing their throat in front of you, a smile too sweet adorned a womanâs face. she wore a fatui uniform, her eyes hidden due to her mask, and you assumed her to be the bankâs receptionist.Â
âmay i help you, maâam?â you smiled back, all the years of etiquette lessons making you polite even to your enemies.Â
âyes, of course.â you answered in a neutral voice, your eyes fixed on her form â too fixed on her to notice another figure approaching you two. âiâm looking for childe. we live together, you see, and he hasnât returned yet.â you didnât try to say the word worried, but you were sure the receptionist understood your motives. the smile on her face became even sweeter, which made your gut to shrink.Â
âoh, master childe just returned from a miââÂ
âis this tartagliaâs little pet?â if you found the receptionist's sweet smile to be unpleasant, just that feminine voice brought despair to your bones. the woman before you seemed to freeze to, and you turned your head siglithy to the side, being met by a vision of a fatui woman â and, by the way she walked and talked, and judging by the receptionist reaction, she was probably a harbinger, or someone with a high rank. you tried to smile at her, maintaining the façade of lady ragnvindr for a little while.
âi wouldnât say pet, maâam.â you tried to reason, turning your body towards her. âlover should be more appropriate for what we are.âÂ
her eyes were as icy as her voice, and, if you were not mistaken, she had the same characteristics as the woman who attacked lumine and venti a while ago back in mondstadt â she was, indeed, a fatui. probably la signora, if you werenât mistaken. however, you were there to retrieve childe to yours and his home, even though the name she called him brought more questions to your heart than it should have.Â
âa pet from mondstadt, on top of that.â you had to slightly lift your neck to be able to meet her eyes due to her new proximity, noticing that the receptionist was nowhere to be seen now, hopefully going to notice childe of your arrival. the smirk on her face was a bit frightening, blood-curdling even, but she was just a woman â like yourself. she could be more powerful than you were, of course, but you still had some chances with your vision and sword training from your youth. âtell me, how is that bard faring?â at the mention of venti, you gritted your teeth, hand ready to summon your polearm, wind tickling in your fingers, the power that celestia granted you burning through your veins. you didnât understand what were the motives of the fatui to attack him, but he was special and a target for them. âdonât even try it, foolish girl. i wonder what heâll do if i kill you, hm?âÂ
before you could react, she had your jaw between her cold hands, pointy nails digging holes in the soft flesh of your cheeks, blade pressed to your neck and warm blood coming from a small scratch â only superficial, but a warning. however, as soon as she started to press her blade deep in your flesh, you heard his voice.Â
âlet her go, signora.â ajax was there, bloodied and injured, the receptionist trailing behind him. she gave you a worried look while your lover walked to where you were, his voice imposing and commanding, a tone you never heard coming from his mouth before. it made you wonder if he was only just a civilian working in the bank, but you were fearing more for your life now than for the questions in your heart â though you hoped signora couldnât see the fear you were feeling reflecting in your eyes, but instead the stupid bravery every ragnvindr possessed in their hearts.Â
she scoffed. âwhat are you going to do, childe?â even though she was complaining, she took the blade from your neck, her pure strength making you fall to the ground when she let you go from her hold â maybe it was the position you were always supposed to be in. you werenât diluc and would never be. what was in your head to think you were able to go against a fatui harbinger?Â
you put a hand over your chest, feeling it rising and falling with your breaths, tears glossing your vision â you needed to calm yourself, because you were alive. ajax would never let anything happen to you, you knew that, of course you did. but what if he hadnât arrived in time? you would die without the proper goodbyes to your family, without seeing him once more, just like your father.Â
too focused in trying to calm your erratic heart, you failed to notice the interaction between the two fatui in front of you.
signora had a hand on tartagliaâs shoulder, her lips a few inches away from his ear, as if she was telling a secret to your lover. but anybody in the room could hear her words. âend the ragnvindr pet, tartaglia. do with her what dottore did with her father, and what pierro shouldâve ordered one of us to do with her brother.âÂ
ajax didnât even wait for her to end her words before he was rushing towards your form, his strong arms and warmth enveloping you, his hand bringing your head to rest on his chest. you were alive, alive and well, and he couldnât ask for anything more. when he saw rosalyne with her blade on your neck he feared the worst, and he was ready to kill her if she did anything to you. âiâm going to kill her, iâm going to kill her for you, donât worry. sheâll never touch you again.â he whispered in your hair, his lips pressing kisses and murmuring words of comfort until you stopped shaking between his arms.Â
you took one of his hands to rest on your chest and he felt tears glossing his vision when he felt your heartbeat between his fingertips, your forehead now resting against his and your warm breath tickling his cheeks. âiâm alright, ajax. iâm alright.âÂ
you both knew it was a lie.Â
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you didnât remember how you arrived at home.Â
you were doing everything on automatic, allowing him to guide through the harborâs streets, his big coat over your shoulders to hide your injury, the now cold air of the lowest hours of the night still making your nose and cheeks cold. you couldnât think of anything else but what happened, of how foolish you were â maybe diluc was right. maybe you werenât supposed to ever leave dawn winery, the world outside of it too dangerous for you to survive alone. but you werenât alone and, for the second time, ajax was the one who saved you.Â
when your consciousness returned to you, you were sitting at your and his bed, ajax towering over you with a wet cloth cleaning your neck. signora hadnât injured you that badly, just a superficial cut on your skin, the bleeding had already stopped, but it had stained your skin and ajax couldnât support seeing you like that. you were hurt because of him, because he didnât remember to fetch some of the kids to send you a small note, or even go himself to where you were to tell you he was going to arrive late. his own injuries were now numb, and he couldnât care about his wellbeing.Â
as soon as he was finished, he sat at your side, his hand enveloping your own, his thumb feeling your pulse â an indication that you were alive. âiâm sorry.â you blurted out, voice small as if you were a little child again, asking forgiveness for your father after you had cut dilucâs hair with a pair of scissors after he had screamed at you.Â
âyouâre alive, my beloved, and thatâs what matters to me.â he kissed your knuckles, the words tickling your skin as if they were small needles made especially to hurt you. you knew, now, that ajax was part of the fatui and a harbinger, too. but it was an elephant in the room that you didnât want to talk about, that loomed over the two of you, doomed to end the beautiful relationship you two had.
but not now.Â
you started to unbutton his shirt, frowning at the winces leaving his lips due to the pain of his own cuts and hematomas. how could you have been so blind? all the scars he wore like a champion, all the training he did, all the prestige he had at the bank â it was obvious that your ajax wasnât just a civilian who hunted down debtors, and you shouldâve known that. but love was blind, and you were sure the love archon especially blinded your eyes to all the signs of his lies and the non liveliness of his blue orbs.Â
after all, he was one of her most loyal subjects.Â
you took the damp cloth from where he left it and started to clean his skin, fingers tracing amorously the white lines over his pale skin, feeling the skin tighten with the soft ministrations of your fingertips, kissing the freckles of his shoulders. his back was now facing you, his chest already cleaned of any dry blood, but a new scar adorned his back â big and now as the same color of the wine produced in your familyâs winery, another scar to his collection. âiâm going to kill whoever did this to you.â you murmured against the skin of his neck, your hands around his shoulders and face hide on the crook of his neck. his whole body vibrated with a chuckle, a sound that was both mocking you and encouraging you.Â
how could you kill something that managed to hurt a harbinger when you couldnât even defeat one?Â
and you didnât even know who you would kill. the one who gave him the new scar or the one who made his eyes so lifeless, so different from the ones you remembered from your childhood?Â
you kissed his neck before getting up to get bandages to his injuries, watching his face. would that be the last time you ever saw him, now that you knew the truth? not everything he was hiding from you, but the most crucial parts. would tartaglia let you live now, or would you meet your end in the hands of the one you loved the most? you were sure you were now an enemy of the fatui, just like your brother was â however, would any connection your father once had with them be able to save you of whatever insult you committed against signora?Â
the questions in your mind made your hand work slower, but ajax couldnât care. he knew the time with you was now limited, and he would make sure that you left liyue as soon as you could â he couldnât bear the idea of you dying by his sword, or any sword, and, if saving you meant becoming an enemy of one of his colleagues, he would gladly accepted what fate had estoraged for him. you finished tending to his wounds and he sighed, his strong arms bring you closer to his chest. you nuzzled at his bare skin like a kitten, and he tightened his hold around you, afraid that you could disappear in the air just with the first sound of his voice.Â
but he needed to try.Â
âi love you.â he felt like the same ajax he was before he fell into the abyss, the same ajax his father was afraid was too weak for the world outside the familyâs cottage. his voice was small and quiet, so unlike him but, at the same time, so endearing too. he waited for your protests, harsh words and screams â but all he received was kisses and tender words, and he couldnât believe how unfair he was to you. he shouldâve told you the truth as soon as you told him about your father, but the fear of losing you clouded his better judgment and mind. now, he would lose the best part of himself by his own fault.
âi love you, too.â you whispered against his lips, your hands holding his face while his were placed on your waist, both of your bodies so close to each other as if you were just one.Â
that night, you never felt ajax so desperate.Â
he had always been feverish for your touch and your body, ever since you gave yourself fully to him. he always enjoyed having his face buried between your thighs or between your breasts, especially when he seemed to have a hard day at work â before, you thought he had to collect the debts from either dangerous or vulnerable people, but know you knew it was the work of a harbinger the culprit of his feelings. or was the guilt consuming him? you didnât care then and you couldnât even care now, not when he drew moan after moan from you, when he made you feel so full of his seed that you never wanted to be separated from him ever again.Â
that night, too, he held you tighter than usual, afraid that you would leave him in the middle of the night. his kiss, something you were so used to before bed, now was suffocating, as if you were under a column of hydro vision, just like his own.Â
even though you wanted nothing more than to return to your home in the winery, the air inside his house was too suffocating because it smelled like him, you couldnât. your love for him was what kept you caged between his arms, like the deadliest curse the tsaritsa herself picked especially for you.Â
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ajax drowned himself in his work, and you couldnât blame him.Â
he was too kind to ask you to go away, you thought. or he loved you too much, or he enjoyed the way you still spoiled him. he always had a package of lunch waiting for him when he left before the sun rose, and he had a plate of dinner waiting for him whenever he arrived when the moon was high in the sky. sometimes, you would wake up to ajax fingers caressing your skin, his arms loose around your form. you would always scoot closer to him, trying to enjoy the warmth you were being denied by the circumstances of your situation on a daily basis.Â
you wrote to diluc, once, telling him about your journeys and the fact that you would return home sooner than expected. you said nothing about what happened, because it was clear that your brother would know something happened as soon as he looked in your eyes when you returned.Â
your only solace was your newfound friendship with zhongli, and lumineâs and paimonâs presence during the day.
they all knew something had happened you and childe, denounced by paimonâs question as soon as you appeared in front of them without the familiar glint of happiness your eyes had and the smile adorning your lips â but zhongli, being the gentleman you discovered him to be, changed the subject as soon as your eyes started to shine with tears. he knew, of course he knew. even the traveler and her flying companion knew about childeâs involvement with the fatui, and you wondered how blind you were.Â
but zhongli always managed to take your mind out of it whenever you started to dwell in your thoughts, always asking about mondstadt â you came to know, in one of your strolls in the harbor with him, that he and a well-known bard in your brotherâs tavern were acquaintances, and he managed to coax a laugh out of your lips in the expanse of venti, the sound now strange and bitter in your mouth.Â
however, not even the bit of normalcy and happiness that zhongli gave you was enough to keep you glued to liyue, and you wished to leave it as soon as possible. lumine and paimon were aware of your decision and, even though they were sad to see you go and the thought of traveling the continent together was crushed, they still understood.Â
âpaimon will make him feel the wrath⊠the wrath of the paimon, y/n! donât worry!â it was the last words you heard from her, lumine at her side with a sorrowful expression on her face â though her eyes were understanding. you were sure you would meet them again, or even send letters whenever you could. they were your friends, after all.Â
but it seemed that fate wanted to play with you, as the day you chose to return home was the day an ancient god was unleashed over the harbor.Â
you sighed, watching the once clear skies now a dark shade of gray, the faint sound of crashing waves now much closer than normal â childeâs house was closer to the bank, in the more lively part of the city â but that wouldnât stop you. you needed to leave before ajax arrived and saw your leaving form, a letter being what would explain to him what was in your mind. you knew that, at the first pleading that could leave his mouth, your resolve would break and you would stay.Â
and you couldnât.Â
you looked back once more, watching the door of the house that you called home for almost two months. it was strange, how quickly things could change, and how much something could affect you. the fact that ajax was a fatui, let alone a harbinger, wasnât even a problem anymore â by the calculations you did in your head, he wasnât in the organization when your father was killed by them, and, if he was, he didnât have anything to do with it â but the lie was. you kind understood where he was coming from, but what else he was hiding from you? what else would he hide from you if you decided to forgive him?Â
you needed some time to think, and that time wonât be fruitful if you were in his presence. Â
a small smile formed in your lips and you turned around once more, eyes down and itching with tears glossing your vision. the pain in your chest was worse than any other heartbreak you ever experienced in your life â death was always sad, yes, especially unexpected ones, but it was easier to come to terms with such a situation than the one you were going through now. grieving a dead loved one was far easier than mourning one that was well and alive, with their heart beating and chest rising and failing with each breath they took.
ajax would always be a part of you, but now, perhaps, a part of you that would never be yours again.Â
ây/n? where⊠where are you going?âÂ
you closed your eyes, fighting the urge to look back at him. if you did, you knew you would run straight to his arms.Â
âhome.â that was what you could muster to answer him. âi left a letter for you explaining myââ
âyour home is here.â he cut you, a coldness in his voice that you were sure could rival the snowstorms of his homeland. âyour home is here, with me.â it was, once. but now you werenât so sure if it had been, or if it would be again.Â
âmy brothers need me.â you need them, too. you needed to feel the safety and the comfort the company of kaeya and diluc brought you, the warmth of dilucâs arms holding you safely between them and the easy laughter that kaeya always managed to coax from you since your father welcomed him in the family. you needed to be in a place where you knew who the people walking besides you were, and not to think everyone was an enemy.Â
âand what about me, y/n?âÂ
nothing could ever prepare you for the hurt that laced his voice, though it felt more like a whip in your bare flesh, wounding it to the point of no return. you took a deep breath, turning your body to look at him â he deserved a proper goodbye. his eyes looked even more lifeless now, the small glint of shine it used to have on it whenever you were around was long gone now. âajaxâŠâ you didnât know what to say, only wanting to leave liyue harbor as soon as you could.Â
but, taking another glance at his appearance, you couldnât help but worry about him. it seemed that he was freshly out of a battle â though you didnât have a good feeling about who he was fighting â and you suspect he wanted to arrive home and find your waiting arms to soothe him. âdonât go. donât leave me, please.â he wasnât one to beg, but he didnât know what to do to keep you at his side anymore. childe took an hesitant step towards you, heart clenching when he watched you taking another one back.Â
that wouldnât end well. the remnants of the foul legacy were still running through his blood, making him angry at you for reacting that way. ajax was protecting you from your own foolishness â as soon as rosalyne knew you were not within his protection anymore, sheâd lay her claws over you and take your life. and he couldnât lose you, he couldnât. why weren't you seeing that? why you wanted to leave him, like you did all these years ago, running straight to your fatherâs arms without looking back at him?
was he not enough for you? would he ever be enough for you?Â
before he could think better, his dual blades were already being summoned, the scared look on your face only fueling his anger. it was an ugly feeling, boiling and burning inside his chest. however, on the outside, all you could see was your beloved ajax with a smile that didnât reach his eyes, his brows furrowed and his blades on his hands.Â
you werenât a fool. you had angered him, and even though fighting with him was a foolish decision â he was a harbinger of the tsaritsa, after all â you wouldnât be able to escape such a fate. dropping your bags to the ground and deep a deep breath, you soon felt the weight of your polearm in your hand, the weapon that diluc gifted you after you received your vision and physical training was required. jean was the one who trained you all those years ago, and you couldnât be more grateful for her now.Â
âi love you.â you whispered before indulging in his desires, anemo and hydro vision shining on your bodies.Â
âi love you, too.â
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the sound of polearm against sword wasnât a strange thing for you, but anybody could see how less experienced than your opponent was. childe was used to dueling with his enemies more than you, a girl who was sheltered her whole life by both father and brother, who only received training because of a vision earned when she saw herself faced with more despair than she ever felt. his experience was shown in the way he moved gracefully, how his swords seemed to be at home between his fingers â unlike your polearm, that still felt strange whenever you wield it.Â
you tried not to think too much, focusing on the teachings jean passed down to you.Â
keep your head clear, just trust your body and everything will be fine.Â
however, those words werenât helping you. you couldnât help and not feel the gut-wrenching feeling of sadness that had installed in your chest when you noticed he would never let you go alive, your thoughts clouding your best judgment. you couldnât hurt him, the idea of being the one to give him another scar to his collection making you sick â though, it didnât seem like ajax shared your thoughts. you already had a cut on your cheek that you knew it would scar, and more wounds all over your body that you were sure none of your brothers ever had received being knights. him, on the other hand, just had a bit of blood coming down from the side of his face, and you didnât know if it was the consequences of his other battle or caused by you.Â
you cried when you felt one of his swords cutting your flesh, anemo elemental energy throwing him away from you. âajax, please, stop.â you tried to plead, hand traveling down to press on your thigh to try to apply pressure to your new wound.
but the adrenaline of the battle was still running on his blood, and his hand was in your neck in no time, pushing your body until it hit the nearest wall, your feet some centimeters away from the ground.Â
you start to trash around in his touch, hands unsuccessfully trying to get yourself free from his hold. was he really going to choke you until death? you couldnât understand what prompted him to hate you that much â was that all a plan to attack your brother, due to his status as an enemy of the fatui. did he really love you? or did the fatui explored his connection with you in the past to bring their vengeance to life?Â
however, the sadness shining in his eyes told you otherwise.Â
âplease.â you tried to say with the last breath that you had, black points already appearing in your vision and his face blurred by the tears in your eyes.Â
you could see the outline of a sad smile on his lips. âiâm sorry, my beloved.â you felt a pair of lips on your forehead, the hand that wasnât on your neck caressing your now scarred cheek. âi will always love you.â you couldnât see the tears dripping down his lifeless eyes, a feeling that ajax hadnât felt in years. when it was the last time he cried? when he thought he was going to die when he fell down in the abyss? he couldnât remember.Â
now, however, seeing the life leaving your body was enough to make his frozen heart to melt and break. rosalyneâs words resonated in his head â it was better to die by his hands, a slow and painless death, than to hers. tartaglia knew she would let all of her rage fall upon you, and he couldnât bear to see what was going to happen if you became her victim.Â
âwhat is happening here, childe?âÂ
a deep voice startled him, his hand leaving your neck to welcome one his swords again. you body fell limp to the ground, though ajax still could see a faint rise and fall of your chest. you were still alive â your body wouldnât be another one on his count.Â
when he turned around to meet the owner of the familiar voice, ajax was met with zhongliâs startled face, his eyes widened, rage dancing on them like a foreign dancer presenting their talents, and brows furrowed. and it seemed like his senses came back to him, no trace of foul legacy inside him anymore, and he noticed what he had done. his tears were now falling freely from his eyes, his heart break and twisting and making breathing more difficult.Â
he was sure the archons sent zhongli to meet you both. because now you could live.Â
he took your body between his arms, trying to enjoy the last time he would hold you as close as that, walking towards the older man. âtake her, please. i beg you, zhongli, take her and send her back to her mondstadt.â he pleaded, holding your body close to his chest. âiâve committed the highest sin, and i canât let the destiny that was bestowed upon her become a reality.âÂ
it seemed as if zhongli understood what he was saying, though not entirely if his slightly furrowed brows had something to say, his arms ready to welcome you. ajax, albeit reluctantly, passed your body to zhongliâs waiting arms, your blood now a dark spot on his shirt and jacket, staining his hands and fingers â he always had enjoyed the sight of blood adorning his skin, especially those from his enemies, but your blood was like a venom corroding his skin until it was only bones. the smell was nauseating, and he felt like throwing up. âplease, go. you will understand when the time comes, zhongli.â he couldnât bear to see the state that he, himself, had put you in. hadnât he promised to protect you until the end of time? that was his protection?Â
the other man only nodded, in a loss of words, walking away from childe, hurriedly, with your body between his arms. he knew childe could be quite bloodthirsty and feral, but never with you. his dead eyes even gained a spark whenever he was around you, and the smiles that adorned his face in your presence were the most real ones zhongli ever saw on the younger man's face. in all his almost four thousand years, morax had never witnessed a lover almost killing another â though he suspected childeâs work as a fatui had something to do with his sudden change in behavior.Â
you only started to give signs of being awake a few meters away from the harbingerâs house, though you didnât try to trash around or get away from his hold. you seemed defeated, as if you had already accepted death. â... whereâŠ?â your voice was hoarse, probably from the choking childe had put you on, the mark of his hands still visible on your skin.Â
âitâs zhongli, my dear. i will take you to a safe place. you are safe now.âÂ
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it took you some hours to regain consciousness again, your mind a mix between remembering what happened and dreaming that your lover was still with you, holding your body close to his and whispering loving words in your ear.Â
however, when you finally broke free from the state you were in, the unfamiliar mattress under you and the coldness of the blankets over your body were a cruel reminder that your dreams were only that â feverish dreams of a time that you werenât sure were true from ajaxâs side. because your feelings for him were, the most truthful sentiments you ever felt in your entire life, and now they were providing you the most sorrowful emotions a human being could feel. your heart wasnât broken, as it was crushed. crushed to the point that it was just dust now, and even if you wished you could mend it, you knew you wouldnât be able to.Â
âhere, have some tea.â zhongliâs voice took you from your thoughts, and you only nodded, not knowing if he had said anything before it. âare you feeling better? i am not the best healer, as you can see. i am afraid some of your injuries might form a scar.âÂ
âitâs alrightâ you answered, not sure about what to say. you could feel the bandages all over your body, the pain all over it, but you tried to drink the tea, nonetheless. zhongli was being kind enough to take care of you, and you would never make little of his efforts. âa scar is the sign that i fought back.â you remembered your father once telling diluc that, on his first years of sword training â but it was a completely different circumstance, and you werenât sure he would approve of his only daughter now having an imperfection on her face.
âi am sure it will not affect your beauty.â those words managed to bring a faint smile to your face, though not as bright and big as it used to be. zhongli missed the sight of your smiles, but he was happy he was able to bring the ghost of it to your face once more. he was well versed in the ways of having a broken heart, and a true smile would take some time to adorn your lips again.Â
he watched as you drank the tea, taking the cup from your hands gently, while you adjusted yourself once more on his bed. he was already in contact with lumine, who was probably in contact with your brother, to find a way to bring you back to your hometown safely and quickly. zhongli was intrigued by childeâs last words â what sin had the younger man committed, and what fate was bestowed upon you? the archon couldnât think about anything that could make the harbinger to try to kill you, but your fate seemed to be worse than death on childeâs eyes.Â
he thought his last contract was with the tsaritsa, but it seemed that one of her followers managed to steal such a place in the god of contractâs existence.Â
âzhongli?âÂ
your voice was small, as if it was the song of a caged bird. he turned his golden eyes to your form, impressed by how young you truly were â in many nights he was kept awake, eyes facing the same ceiling you were now, thinking about how much you remind him of her. of how your smile was the same as hers, how the wind in your hair made the same movement it used to do with hers. but you were young, and you didnât have the same wisdom and knowledge as her, but you had enchanted him the same way.Â
he wasnât sure if reincarnations really existed, but, if it did, you and guizhong shared the same soul.Â
âyes, my dear?â he tried not to touch your face like he used to do with her, but he got up from the chair he was in and sat on the end, his hands a few inches away from your resting body.Â
âhave you ever had your heart broken?â zhongli understood why you were asking that. you were away from your family, away from your friends in a foreign nation, and you needed guidance. and he was beyond happiness to be the one to help you â if he could, heâd share with himself the pain you were feeling so you could feel better.Â
you watched as he nodded. âi did, once.âÂ
âand how did you heal from it?â it was a personal question and you knew it, but you didnât know who to ask. diluc and kaeya never had a great love that ended in sour feelings as far as you knew, so they werenât options. maybe lisa? you didnât know much about her past as a student in sumeru, but you would be too ashamed to ask her something like that.Â
zhongli stayed silent for a while, and you almost lost hope that he would answer you, before he started. âi do not think i ever healed from that. but time proved to be an efficient helper.â though the curiosity to know what happened with him numbed your pain a bit, you wouldnât be able to ask. it must have been something really horrible if he still wasnât able to get over it. âand my friends and family, too. the key is to not be alone at those times when you canât think about anything else but them.â but her, he wanted to say, her that is so much like you that it pains my heart to see you suffering like that. âlove can only be cured with love, y/n.â
you nodded, pinky finger intertwining with zhongliâs one, as a way to comfort him for the pain you made he remember. he chuckled, and it seemed like the sound reverberated through the whole earth, a sound that could make mountains turn to dust and flowers to grow.Â
but home was calling you, and you couldnât ignore the song of freedom calling you back, nor the wind almost dragging you back to a place you knew nobody could ever hurt you.
a big kiss to @ajaxstar
#đ§ž- virtus#i read these hundreds of times but i could never describe how beauitufl and majestic it is#i could feel every single emotion yn and childe/ajax felt#i almost felt suffocated by the lies childe told yn as he was trying to chain her to him#i loved how yn refused to acknoweldge that the ajax she loved is dead#i can feel her desperation and her still living love for the new ajax#their moments are so romantic and intimate that it feels like i am spying on them#the sweetness and obsession childe has towards yn and how he wants to make her live with him forever shows me how much he cares for her#the eyes are the mirror of the soul dear ajax#zhongli is so handsome and such a gentleman with yn#how cute she is whenever she talks about her family and how sad i am when she tells about how she misses her life before crepus' death ;^;#my poor bby ;^;#bby i love this so so so much#words can't describe it#la signora needs to chill before i kick her (jk i love u signora pls give me a chance)#i was this close to tear off my hair when childe fought against yn#MY LOVE HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO ME PLEASE I WAS SOBBING IN A CORNER#the ending is so painful please i can't.... how much i need to suffer more?#ohhhh so zhongli feels attrached by yn and how she reminds him of a certain her ... i'm curious now#will be a love triangle in part 3?#omg i can't wait to read it i need to know about them!!!!!!#bby you did such a wonderful job ilysm <3
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pairings: ollie bearman x wolff!reader | lando norris x wolff!reader
request: can you make something with ollie and lando?
authors note: I'm not sure if I liked it.
â. . . masterlist !
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ynwolff life lately âïžđđ
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olliebearman loving life lately.
‷ ynwolff me too
life4merc isn't she older than him?
‷ totowssofff yeah, she's 21 and he's 18.
‷ ferrarigirl the age difference isn't that big
mercedesamg a bearman and wolff
danielricciardo you guys are cute.
‷ ynwolff thanks, danny!
landonorris I'm not sure if I liked it.
‷ ynwolff stop being jealous, lando.
‷ landonorris but you're MY best friend.
‷ ynwolff I know.
lewishamilton cheating on mercedes, y/n/n? đ€š
‷ ynwolff it's not what it looks like, lew.
‷ georgerussell63 it really does look like it, little wolff.
ynwolff sooo if you say đ„ž
lewismine I don't know if I'm more jealous of y/n or ollie.
ferrarigirly toto must have freaked out when he found out.
‷ ynwolff actually, not really.
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ynwolff about last week in monaco đČđš
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ynwolff yes lando was my date for the gala đŁ
‷ landonorris donât pretend that you not love, little girl đ
‷ ynwolff you steal my food!
‷ landonorris i pay that ice cream! đ
‷ ynwolff oh, really?
‷ landonorris you know the answer angel
lercedes omg toto back there đ€Ł
ynlando my couple!!!!!
bermanlaps where's ollie????
oscarpiastri cuties
‷ ynwolff oh you and your girlfriend are cuties too piastri đ«¶
ferrlerc y/n, who do you want?????
danielricciardo I understand your sadness, little wolff!
‷ ynwolff finally someone to speak bad about lando đ
‷ danielricciardo exactly,you know how lando is such a pain, always!
‷ ynwolff I know, and he thinks he's so cool!
‷ landonorris daniel, you should be on my team!
‷ danielricciardo I'm definitely on team y/n
landonorris & ynwolff
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landonorris & ynwolff 100% team landoy/n
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omg i love your blog sm!! itâs been a while since ive been in the fandom and i didnât think anyone wrote for vld anymore, ahhhh but i love the way you write!! youâre so so talented!! how do you think a love triangle sitch with keith and lance would play out? i love the both but UGHHHH THE DRAMA I LOVE ITđ©đ©
Oh my god thank you so much! Iâm so flattered asfdafh đ„°đ„č I know the fandom is dead to most but not to all. Iâm still here and voltron will always live on in my heart â€ïžâđ„ BRO THIS PROMPT??? PLZ ITS SO GOOD AAHHH ENJOY!
â€ïžLove Triangleđ
Okay first of all, these two would try to win you over IN COMPLETELY OPPOSITE WAYS.
Lance is, of course, over the top and very romantic and kind of cliche but so considerate and thoughtful and sweet.
Keith will be more nonchalant and mysterious, trying to use his skills and talents to impress you. Heâs the type to slowly win you over by being very genuine and honest.
It started when Lance threw a pick up line your way and not only was the line terribleâŠbut you actually laughed at it. It brought some pink to your cheeks as well. They both noticed that.
Lance was very smug about the fact that he made you giggle and blush.
Keith was a little annoyed at first, thinking Lance was just being his usual obnoxious self. So Keith just kept trying to make moves on you in his own way.
One day, Lance walked into the training room to see you and Keith sitting beside each other on the floor, breathing heavily as if youâd just decided to take a break. He couldnât really hear what Keith was saying but you looked very focused, very into the conversation and you two were sitting just a little bit too close for his liking.
Lance didnât like the eyes you were making at the red paladin
But Keith sure did. He was so excited to be sitting so close to you.
Then itâs like the spider man meme of them pointing at each other like đ§đđ» đđ»đź
âWait! You like (Y/N)? No no no, you canât! I like (Y/N)!â
âWell I liked them first!â
âNo! No! Dibs!â
âReally? Dibs?â *eye roll*
For the next week, theyâre both acting like goofballs around you.
Itâs kind of hilarious and very entertaining for you becauseâŠyou notice that they start adopting each otherâs ways of flirting and dropping hints. They do a little swap.
Itâs like they think the other person has a better chance with you so they try to switch it up and copy each other. Lance thinks Keithâs âmysterious bad boyâ persona is something youâre into. Keith thinks you find happiness in all the silly, goofy things Lance does. So they both try to switch it up in hopes of making you fall for them. Does that make sense?
Imagine Keith trying to use a pick up line on you and failing miserably. Heâs probably sweating through his shirt and his mouth is dry bc heâs so close to you, he can smell your shampoo. Heâd end up stuttering and then getting really pissed at himself for looking dumb in front of you. May go back to his room and pout if he felt things didnât go well.
Now imagine Lance trying to be all soft spoken and mysterious, trying to act cool. Lance trying not to talk too much is the equivalent of him holding his breath. Itâs only a matter of time before he breaks character and says some dumb, cheesy shit that has you rolling your eyes. He awkwardly shuffles away to his room and also pouts bc he feels like heâs just loud and annoying.
The boys got into a yelling match about it once. The pot just boiled over and all you could do was watch.
That was their very shitty, joint confession of their feelings for you- them screaming about who likes you more, who liked you first, who youâre more compatible with, ect ect blah blah blah
All right in front of you
And all the while, the whole team is so confused
Cue Allura and Hunk stepping in between them because both their faces are turning red from anger and jealousy.
Everyone just looks at Shiro like đ
Shiro, the dad of the group: đđ€ âfineâŠâ
Shiro sits them both down for a long chat and by the end of it, the boys have come to terms with the fact that they both like you and not only is it your choice who youâd want to be with, but thereâs a lot of other things to be worried about rn. They shouldnât, and they wonât, pressure you.
BuutttttâŠthey do keep up some of the same things they like to do with you.
Keith still trains with you often (and he really enjoys helping you with your stance/posture bc he gets to be touchyâš)
Lance still invites you into his room to play video games (and he always seems out of breath when you sit so close to him, your arm touching his)
They try their best to control their temper around you and they try not to be around when youâre with the other person. They donât need to see you being all close and personal with someone who isnât them. :,(
The boys just continue to be their normal selves with you. They figure you should get to know them, the real them, before you make any decisions.
Yes, they both like you.
Yes. Theyâre both very competitive and very jealous.
But they respect each other and they respect you.
And we are in the middle of an intergalactic war right now, this is not a real priority.
Theyâll give you some time and a pace to think about it.
Now comment on this post and tell me who youâd choose đ I love them both so so much but Lance is my soulmate for sure
#voltron#voltron legendary defender#voltron x reader#voltron x you#vld#keith x reader#vld keith#keith vld#lance x reader#lance mcclain x reader#lance vld#voltron lance#vld lance#lance voltron#keith voltron#voltron keith#lance mcclain#keith kogane#keith kogane x reader
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Requested by: Anon
Ask: OMG I DIDNT KNOW U DID YANDERE and i love a good love triangle if u want to write that BUT CAN U DO YANDERE WINTER KING AND SIMON đđđŒ
Warning: None
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Winter King and Simon Petrikov have a complicated relationship. They strongly dislike each other due to their mutual affection for the reader, but this hatred is usually ruled out when the dear reader decides to run, they'll bond over how they will punish the reader. their feelings towards their reader intensify their rivalry.
Winter King sees Simon as a threat to his possession of the reader and resents him for any attention the reader gives Simon. He may plot ways to keep the reader isolated from Simon, becoming more controlling and possessive over time.
Simon, on the other hand, may perceive Winter King as a danger to the reader due to his icy and possessive nature. He becomes protective and worries about the reader's safety around Winter King. However, he does bond with Winter King over their feelings for the reader.
Their rivalry and animosity are fueled by their obsession for the reader.
But one thing they both have in common is becoming stern it aggressive when the reader tries to escape, I mean what would be the point? We give you everything you want. Do you hate us? You can't do this. I already got over bet I don't wanna lose you next. COME BACK!
Simon, despite his quirky and sometimes unstable mental state, expresses his love through acts of compassion and preservation. He is distressed about the readerâs safety and well-being, often acting as their guardian. His cuddles are hospitable and soothing, like a security blanket, and his kisses are filled with genuine devotion. He may occasionally slip into bouts of insanity, but he always returns to protect and care for the reader.
Winter King is fiercely possessive of the reader. He showers them with gifts, often extravagant and ice-themed. He leaves notes and messages everywhere, professing his love and obsession for the reader. His touch is cold, but he tries to make it gentle, despite his overpowering desire to keep them close. When cuddling, he insists on a freezing palace, but he wraps the reader in warm furs to keep them comfortable.
If Winter King catches the reader attempting to escape, he would likely react with a mix of sadness, anger, and desperation. Heâd use his icy powers to create barriers and prevent their dear from leaving. His words would be a blend of possessiveness and longing, expressing how much he needs them by his side. He might promise to make their surroundings more comfortable and lavish to entice them to stay. Winter King would insist on cuddling, holding the reader tightly, trying to manipulate their emotions into staying with him.
Simon would react with anger and worry if he discovers the reader attempting to run away. Heâd would most likely start rambling about Betty and how they were the only hope left for him, that they were the reason he was still alive today. He might apologize for any unintentional pressure he put on them and reassure them that he only wants whatâs best for them. Simon would offer emotional comfort, telling stories or singing songs to distract and calm the reader. His cuddles would be warm and protective, as he tries to convey a sense of safety and security. Heâd promise to be more mindful of their feelings and boundaries, hoping theyâd choose to stay because they want to, not because theyâre forced to.
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omg i got a good idea for an ateez song imagine: like i can -sam smith.
idk who but alive you feel like could match the vibes best. im kinda thinking yunho or seonghwa but they could be so different like shsbvsjsnd ily
a/n: this is SO SO VERY LATE I APOLOGIZE. THIS HAS BEEN ON MY DRAFTS FOR TOO LONG. I HOPE YOU'LL STILL ENJOY IT THO. AGAIN, FORGIVE ME FOR POSTING THIS AFTER SO LONG đ
also, let's make this a seonghwa x reader x yunho cuz y not
suggestive (kinda smutty) & angst, no fluff here. love triangle, and mentions of other sins are in here so read at your own risk. also mdni!
LIKE I CAN - SAM SMITH
Seonghwa's piercing gaze cuts through the plethora of people in the dance floor of the smoky club, straight onto your figure latched onto his nemesis.
Jeong fucking Yunho.
Out of all the other guys you can mess around with, you really had to go to the person he least expected.
Seems like you know how to play a game of terror.
He scoffs when he sees you giggle at the other man's whispered words, biting your lower lip when his hand drops on your exposed thighs, crawling higher until it had you closing your legs in a failed protest.
Oh, how he hates seeing you like this. Like you weren't chanting his name like a mantra a few days ago. Like you weren't panting for more in his sheets. Like he didn't carved your body to accommodate him and only him.
He smirked when he saw an opportunity to lock you in, watching you saunter towards the restroom, and he stood up himself, boldly following you in there.
You were minding your own business, not until someone rudely barged in, pinning you on the wall with their face dangerously close to yours.
"What the f-"
"Watch your words, babe."
You almost shrieked when the person that you don't wanna have an encounter with shows himself without any warning.
"Seonghwa?" you muttered his name, and the way you called him sent the blood rushing down in his member. He loved it whenever you sounded meek in his presence.
"Let me go. I don't have time for this shit." you said, voice firm and he was shocked at how confident you are.
Is this what that Yunho has been teaching you? After all his hard work in shaping you into his submissive baby girl. Oh, he has to remind you where you stand in here.
"I don't have time for your attitude, princess."
Seonghwa's hands went into your waist, pushing your lower half into his own while he sticks his leg in between your thighs, causing you to let out a small squeak when your clothed pussy rubbed against his jeans.
It sent you down the rabbit hole, back to zero when he's intoxicating you like this again.
How do you even escape from him?
Park Seonghwa, the guy that every girl wanted yet you had him as your trophy after a one night stand during a drunken stupor of his frat's party.
He was once a stranger that you glanced at, maybe once or twice, you couldn't remember but you do know that he made you laugh. He made you happy for a short while before giving you an entirely different kind of serotonin. One that you could acquire when the waves crash you into euphoria.
He showed you a world of situations that sailed on ships made of sands. Thus, it crumbles easily, making you seek a home made out of bricks, a shelter that winds cannot destroy.
Yet here he is, in all his glory, kissing you like there's no tomorrow.
"I thought you were better than this. Care to explain yourself princess, hm?" he mumbles against your bruised lips as he nibbles on it, his hands going over your breast to grope it rather harshly.
"I don't need to explain myself to you." you panted, clenched fists weakly punching his chest, but you both know that no matter what you do, his temptation would be difficult to resist.
You moaned when his mouth slid down to your neck, biting your sweet spot while his hand wandered onto your damp panties, circling your garment-clad clit, it had you thrashing around in his arms.
Seonghwa chuckled darkly, murmuring the exact words that had your knees buckling for him, "Oh my sweet, little princess. I think I have to remind you that no one can show you passion like I do."
---------------------------------------------------
You were quietly sitting on the bed, the television's volume nothing but white noises to you.
Then you slightly jumped on your spot when a splash of cold water dripped on your cheeks, "Ah!"
You glared at the perpetrator, fresh out of the shower.
"Yunho! You scared me!" you whined, making him chuckle at your adorable countenance.
"You are the one scaring me, actually. You're too silent. Is something bothering you?" he asks, concern lacing his voice as he sits beside you, landing a palm on your leg and tenderly massaging it, giving you a sense of solace.
Yunho really is something, you think.
With him, it feels like all your sins will be forgiven. A gentleman that could cleanse your soul, a once in a lifetime chance and you'd be a damn fool if you let him go.
But it does plague your mind, the way you let yourself be consumed by the demon when you already have yourself an honest man.
"It's nothing, it's just-" you began to speak, but you were astounded when he cut you off with a groundbreaking fact that's been eating you inside and out.
"Is it what happened in the party?"
You and that Park shithead Seonghwa, he thinks.
You looked at him, wide eyed and anxious but he only waved you off. Still, there's a mayhem of vibes that surrounds him, and you have no idea of what will happen next.
"Y/N, my love, you must take for an idiot no?" he sniggers, then halts to tilt your chin up and he leans onto you, the tip of his nose brushing yours.
He's another kind of poison, and a pattern seemed to click in your mind on what kind of men you are drawn to.
"Yunho, it's not like that." you tried defending yourself but he shushed you with a peck on the lips, his hands brushing your arms lightly until he reached your shoulders.
Goosebumps trailed on where he touched you, then he abruptly pushed you down the bed, eliciting a surprised gasp from you.
"Darling, it's okay." he reassures, positioning himself on top of you and discarding the towel around his waist. Droplets of water fell on you, soaking your shirt that he hoisted up, revealing your breasts to him, your nipples perking up at being exposed in cold air.
His warm hands explored your smooth skin while he inhaled your scent, smooching on the crook of your neck and his eyes squinted when he saw the remnants of Seonghwa's disgusting mark.
His fingers tickled your stomach, reaching for your tits and playing with your nipples, tugging on it and you felt yourself getting wet with his ministrations.
"Y-Yunho.." you mewled, arms wrapping around his broad shoulders.
He merely hummed before biting the same spot where Seonghwa soiled you, mumbling curses at the thought of that shitty fuck boy.
"It's okay," he repeats what he said a while ago, "because at the end of the day, you'll still come back to me. No one can show you heaven like I can."
He already has you, and in Yunho's perception, you are his. You belong to him, you belong with him.
Dwindling roads and outreached hands are presented to you, so, which one do you choose?
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May I request weeping yearning and pining from afar but reader notices this and sends a message? đđđđđđ
omg who could this be ( á·áŸ„ á·
ïžđ«¶) ty for the chance to write weepybeepy again
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Disclaimer: This was loosely inspired by a scene in The Last Circus (the film Hullabalooâs love triangle is based on). You couldnât pay me to sit through that movie again but Iâve got to make use of those 2 hrs I wasted somehow </3
â ïž Some Sergi/Margaretha. Reader uses they/them (sparingly).
Joker sits on the bench by the prop wagon, the one you instructed him to meet at, watching the other performers practise their stunts. A letter is clutched in his hands, written in your script, its envelope stained with tears that dried well over an hour ago. Heâs beginning to accept that you arenât going to show up. But Joker would wait a lifetime for youâif he had nothing else to cling to, he would always choose you. Thatâs how itâs been for years.
Youâre the light of his life, a star on stage and off. Heâs never missed a single performance of yours. He might even be more familiar with your schedule than you are. As brilliant as you are, youâre prone to such scattered thoughts that Joker is sure you wouldnât be able to live on your own. Heâs taken it upon himself to watch over you from afar. Every time you forget a piece of your costume, or your lunch, or a stage prop, he finds them for you; he sets aside a plate of all your favorites whenever youâre late to dinner (which is, impressively, most of the time). Youâve never known who your guardian angel is, and he adores playing that role for you.
Thatâs also why he believes you arenât standing him up on purpose. But even if you are, even if this letter you sent out of the blue was all a setup, he would still play along for you.
âJoker, Iâm so sorry!â
His eyes flick up at the sound of your voice. Youâre hauling around several bags in either hand, props and cosmetics practically spilling out over the top. He jumps up from the bench to greet you, ready to rush over and take some of the load. But before he gets the chance you hitch up your bags and break into a sprint toward him. A couple of greasepaint tins tumble onto the grass, but you pay it no mind and even discard the rest of your things off to the ground with them. Then you toss your arms around Joker, squeezing him tight. His shoulders tense on impact, so stiff they nearly graze his ears.
No one has ever held him like this before. Itâs almost unbelievable how much tenderness can seep through a personâs touch. Heâs slow to process the sudden warmth thatâs enfolding him. After a momentâs hesitation, he realizes this is a chance he might not see again for a long time. So he snaps free of his stupor, delicate fingers cupping over your shoulder blades for an awkward pat back.
â...I-Itâs funny, IâŠâ he mumbles into your neck, âIâm not sure I...â Halfway through his words fade out. Itâs not meant to be a protest, but you canât see it as anything else.
âSorry, I couldn't help myself!â you quickly pull away. Joker mourns the loss. A prickling sensation lingers on the skin where youâd touched him. âThere was a huge mix-up,â you explain. âI accidentally agreed to go shopping for the morning crew, and I told someone to tell you what happened but they couldnât find you in your tent. I didnât think youâd still be here!â
With a sheepish smile your attention turns to the trail of makeup scattered on the ground. âAnyway, I promise Iâll make it up to you,â you say as you pick up your things. âYou know, Sergiâs treating us to dinner tonight. Itâs nothing special, just a couple of our friends getting together for drinks. You probably know most of them already. Mike will be there! And Natalie too, obviously. I could let them know youâre coming and weâll save you a seat?â
Joker doesnât dwell on it for a second. Youâve invited him out for dinner â what do the little details matter? You will be there, the one person he adores above all else, and thatâs enough for him. Sergiâs presence alone is excruciating enough to spoil it all, but heâd sit through it for you. He doesnât even care that he never wouldâve known about this get-together had you not felt guilty enough to extend an invite. This is a dinner date, no matter how you try to twist it. His heart skips a beat at the thought.
 âA-Are you sure?â
âAbsolutely! And donât worry about Sergi. I mean, this sounds bad, but he probably wonât even notice you if you sit on the end⊠Honestly, I get nervous around him myself so I know how toâŠâ âappease him. You canât bring yourself to say it out loud. â...Well, you know. But we can keep each other company!â
Youâre so full of contradictions, Joker muses. Thoughtful, but careless. Sympathetic, but selfish. You talk to him like a well-meaning friend and yet you wouldâve been just as happy without him tonight. But thatâs alright, itâs not your fault. Youâre that way with everyone, he knows that. He just has to step up for you to take a more intimate notice of him.
âCanât promise Iâll be much of a guest,â he says, lips twitching into a wry smile, âbut I guess I could swing by, if youâre going and allâŠâ
And with that your eyes light up and Joker is relieved to know he said the right thing. As you pull him in for a goodbye hug, he closes his eyes and lets himself fall into you, savoring the few seconds your touch belongs to him. When you move to break away, his arms tighten, not willing to let you go just yet. But then he catches himself and his eyes flash wide as a rabbitâs, afraid heâd wronged you in some way. You only smile, gently tucking a lock of red hair behind his ear.
âOkay, Iâve gotta go drop these off! Dinnerâs at seven, so letâs meet at the carousel a quarter till? See you tonight!â
âSee you,â he echoes, dazed, and finally unhooks his arms. He watches you wave before disappearing into the busy Hullabaloo crowd. Then he reaches up to trace his hair, mimicking your touch.
This is love. Heâs sure of it. He feels as though a fairy had come and bestowed a kiss upon him before vanishing with the wind. One blink and youâre gone, just a trick of the eye, and yet his body feels like itâs on fire. What a cruel spell you left on himâheâs pinned in place with butterflies flitting around his stomach, a heart thatâs beating louder than his thoughts, and a dull ache pulsing up his leg.
â àšà§ â
Not forty minutes pass before Sergi hears about the talk you had with Joker. He is Hullabalooâs shining star, after all, with eyes and ears everywhere. He finds you on the Moonlit River Bridge throwing crumbs for the birds, apparently having nothing better to do, but you would have picked an afternoon of utter boredom over Sergiâs company any day. He strolls over to you and leans against the rail.
âExcited for tonight?â he asks. You spot Natalie observing from afar. She gives you a shy wave of her fingers, but keeps her distance. Thatâs all the proof you need to know that Sergi isnât here for some small talk. Your gut tells you to stay on your guard.
âUh-huhâŠâ you reply, warily. âDo you need something?â
Sergi chuckles, before he slings an arm over your shoulder and begins reeling you across the bridge. Your legs stumble to match his pace, but you donât fight him. âListen,â he says as he walks, âyou know I love Natalie, right?â
âYeah?â You can taste the whiskey in his breath, burning your nostrils.
âSheâs the love of my life. True love. Say it with meââ
âTrue love,â you echo.
âTrue love, exactly. I would do anything for her. And that clown youâve been talking to lately, I donât trust him. I donât like the way he looks at her. I donât want him even near her. You get me?â
Thatâs what this is about! All the tension melts from your face. âOh, donât worry! Heâll be sitting with me.â
âIâm worried about my wife,â Sergi insists, laying a hand over his breast. âSo you understand I have to speak up when you invite someone that might hurt her. To my dinner party of all things. Look, youâre good company. My boys like you, I like you. But I donât want a mopey clown to spoil my appetite. Right? We want to have fun. And we canât have fun with him around. Right?â
He keeps up an easy smile, but his eyes warn you to choose your next words wisely. The pit in your stomach drops all of a sudden. You crinkle your nose to escape the smell of his breath and duck under his arm.
âI can just get a separate table,â you say, smoothing out your tousled sleeves. âI really donât think heâs hurting anyone. Plus Mikeâs fond of him, you know, they go way backââ
â(Y/N), Iâm saying if I see him there, Iâll blame you for his murder.â
â......â
Those words roll so effortlessly off his tongue, you almost donât believe you heard him correctly. Your blood runs cold, heart nearly stopping in your chest. This is my circus, is what heâs so graciously reminding you, Iâm your meal ticket, not Bernard, not anyone else. Youâll listen to me. Knowing Sergi, this kind of threat is no surprise, and likely an empty one at that, but the sudden switch-up still gives you a jolt. You donât know how to answer. All you can do is take a few slow steps out of his reach. Some kind of rebuttal rises in your throat, but you choke it back down for a half-hearted âMhm,â instead, then break into a brisk half-run.
A miffed scoff follows behind you. âChrist, do I have to worry about you fucking up the mood too?â
Again, you donât respond. He changes his tune a second later:
âI was kidding, (Y/N), you know that! Câmon, it wasnât that serious! Weâre all family here! Tell âem, Nat.â
Only at the mention of Natalie do you glance back. She seemed to have sensed the tension and rushed over. She has a soothing hand placed on his back, while Sergiâs arms are spread wide in the air, as if heâs expecting you to rush back in for a hug and say, âOh, Sergi, I was out of line! I wonât doubt you again!â The sight of it makes your blood boil. You fear you might turn foolish if you act on your rising temper, so you swallow it down and face forward again. Before you storm out of earshot, you catch the last of their conversation:
âNatalie,â Sergi warns, voice low. You guess itâs because she hesitated to back him up. You can almost envision her scrambling to find her words when she calls from afar, a little frantic:
âHe didnât mean it!â she says. âYouâll still show up tonight, wonât you?â
You donât turn around for her this time. A part of you regrets it, because Natalie is a dear friend of yours, but you feel like the windâs been knocked out of your lungs. Youâre sure youâll have the chance to speak to her later, at least. Sheâll come to apologize on Sergiâs behalf once things quiet down, try to reassure you that he was just a little drunk, that âheâs not really like that.â Thatâs how it always goes.
Watching you run off, Sergi spits on the ground. âPsycho making me look bad,â he sneers. âYou know I was joking, right?â
âOf course I do, Serge,â Natalie coos.
âRight. Everyone loves Sergio the Happy Clown. I make kids laugh. I make you laugh, too. This goddamned circus wouldâve burned itself to the ground without us here to save it.â
â àšà§ â
Joker has spent hours fussing in the mirror.
With one clean stroke, he lines white facepaint above his lip, smoothing right over his cleft. He tries to rub it in with a careful finger. Blend it too much and the scar shines through; too little and heâs just drawn himself a milk moustache. Thereâs apparently no in-between. This is much easier to cover up when heâs in a full face of show makeup. At a loss, he decides to scrap the white and try a bit of rouge instead.
All the products at his disposal are made for the stage, bright and vibrant and grossly obvious in any natural setting. But as he wipes off the rouge he used on his lips, he discovers it leaves a faint stain behind. Not too prominent, yet it still conceals what he needs it to. Perfect. He uses that technique to plump and even the shape of his mouth. Satisfied with the results, he tucks his hair behind his ear before setting down his mirror.
âJoker, are you there?â
Oh, he loves that voice. Sweeter than anything heâs heard in this world. Itâs yours, of course. But you shouldnât have come for at least another hour or so â and especially not to his tent. âŠUnless he lost track of time? He glances at the striped canvas wall, the other side of which youâre presumably standing.
That was your voice, right?
He nearly knocks over his vat of lip paint as he lunges for the pocket watch atop his bed. Itâs not even six oâclock. So he reassures himself that itâs nothing important. Youâre probably just here to update him about the carouselâs faulty calliope or something. Thatâs a cute habit of yours, heâs discovered: youâre always compelled to tell whoever you can about the smallest of breakthroughs, insisting youâd forget about them otherwise.
He stands up from his stool to greet you, only for a rush of doubt to hit him. Quickly he grabs his mirror and scrubs all the makeup off his lips before slinking over to the slit of his tent.
âE-Early, arenât we?â he greets, a little meeker than he means to. âWell, not that I mindâŠâ
A weak smile ghosts his face as he talks, expecting to see you mirror it. But the one waiting for him outside holds their brows knitted together, eyes wild and distracted, as if theyâd just witnessed a murder. Thatâs a side of you he never thought heâd see in his lifetime. His smile falls.
âI didnât mistake the time, did IâŠ?â
âNo,â you say. âUm, listen. I donât think you should come tonight.â
Joker assumes youâll elaborate, and when you donât, itâs him that mirrors your knitted brows. He comes closer.
âWhat happened?â
âSergiâs upset about it. And heâs serious, I mean it.â
His breath catches in his throat just at the sound of that name. Itâs easy to fear the worst. âHe didnât lay a hand on you, riââ
âNo, nothing like that.â Youâre quick to cut him off with a firm shake of your head. âIâm sorry I keep messing things up. And about my letter, it wasnât that important to meet somewhere special or anything. I just wanted to say thank-you for always doing so much for me. I notice, you know.â
As heartfelt as you mean to sound, your tone is devoid of its usual passion. Clearly meeting âsomewhere specialâ had been an important part to you. Joker can imagine whatâs coming next: youâll say that youâre still planning on going to that dinner, that you donât want to worry anyone, that youâll see him tomorrow. He doesnât want to stop you from doing as you like. But at the same time, youâve cast him aside once already, and he fears his chances at pursuing you whittle away the more this happens.
Sure enough â you start to turn around. âAnyway, Iâm still going to go,â you tell him. âI think itâd put Sergi in a better mood if things go like theyâre supposed to.â
Joker doesnât hesitate. He latches onto your arm, his hand quivering slightly.
âYou donât want to,â he points out. â(Y/N), forgive me for being blunt, but youâre shaken up an awful lot⊠Why put yourself through all that?â
You donât deny it. âItâs not like Iâll be alone with him.â
âNot tonight,â he presses. âNot tonight. Stay here for a while. I-Iâd be glad for the company, and⊠Iâll figure something out with Sergi. You can take it easyâŠâ
You search Jokerâs face. Heâs not looking at you, his expression uncertain, gaze lost to the dust on the ground. The pull to stay grows stronger the longer you wait. Itâs a tempting offer, and finally the weariness in your bones makes the decision for you.
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hellraiser (part I)
PAIRING: drew starkey x co-star!actress!reader
SUMMARY: an instagram blurb about drew and his co-star y/n and dating allegations
FACE CLAIM: Emma Myers
WARNINGS: pictures with blood, nothing else
EDITH SPEAKS: i never intended to break it down in parts but it just happened and now you all have to wait for the second part xx
A little disclaimer: i WONT be bringing Odessa into this, it's not that I hate her or anything, it's solely because for this fic the main actors are drew and y/n and I don't want to do that silly love triangle, jealousy thingy with the three of them or whatever, so there's no Odessa in this fic. (again: I don't hate her!!)
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