#one second im find and dandy

[cameoutstruggling93]

Officially in the last month of my 20s. Praying to the old gods and the new that things will start to feel better cause these waves of emotion are literally killing me.

[sickwhispers]

Ur so cool for making stuff for dandys world💚 Im asking so politely for you to write Dazzle x Reader pretty pls? 🙏🙏🙏I like never see any Dazzle love

WING MAN

Pairing: Dazzle x reader

Relationship: romantic

Warning:

Type: headcanons + drabble

Hand written letters seem to be the only way he'd be able to express his fondness towards you

Letters about his day, how he had messed up while extracting a machine, how sad it made him, how the only reason he hadn't broke down crying on the spot was because you had smiled his way

Sometimes, he wonders if you save those smiles for him

Keeping them locked away for the rest of the day, only revealing the true kindness behind them the moment you two make eye contact

Razzle likes to tease him a lot

Most of the time, it ends with Razzle trying to convince him to talk to you

But there's always a new excuse

Dazzle wants to talk to you,

He really does

Although, when it comes to how he thinks those scenarios would play out, it always end in some sort of tragedy

He might stumble over his words; he might end up tripping both him and Razzle in front of you

He might even bring you down in the process

There were too many risks

Too many possibilities of embarrassing himself in front of you

No matter how many times Razzle seems to try and convince him to talk to you, every conversation ends with an excuse not to

At some point, razzle just ends up deciding to do it himself

Dazzle stares at the letter held in your hands, eye twitching as you try to explain how you had found it earlier in your room. According to your story, you had arrived in your bedroom after a long run extracting machines and distracting twisted to help save your friends, only to find a little white envelope placed neatly on your bedside table.

The letter, once you had opened it, stated it had been from Dazzle. Which confused him to no end, considering he had no recollection of writing it. You had almost laughed while reading it if you were being honest. You've known Dazzle for a quite a while now. And, you've come to learn how he prefers writing. There's always a melancholic tone in his words, his sentences short and simple. And yet, at the same time, there's always a deep hidden emotion behind the way he chooses to phrase them.

Dazzle takes a second to look over at his polar opposite. And it doesn't take long to notice how Razzle seemed to keep his gaze fixated on the wall. You try to speak, noticing the growing tension between the two of them, but before you could get a word out, Razzle speaks up.

"So-! What did you think of the letter? You know, the one your holding? The one Dazzle sent?" Even now, there seemed to be an almost anxious tone in his voice. A brittle laugh slipping past him as he made quick eye contact with you before glancing away again. However, this time, it seemed to have fallen on Dazzle.

"Well... it seems to have an overwhelming amount of positivity, considering dazzle wrote this." You fiddle with the note in hand, rereading the paragraph after paragraph. There had been a lot of exclamation points—more than what would have been appropriate to use. Along with the unusual way each sentence had been worded, there was almost an alarming amount of 'please.' "And a lot of desperation..."

"Y-you don't... uh... have to answer it. I already know what you'll say..." after hearing the last thing you said, Dazzle only seemed to cave into himself, attempting to step back and give himself more room. But, razzle only continued to keep the both of them firm in place. His eyes shooting Dazzle a quick glance, attempting to reassure him of his worries.

Despite how awkward the situation had turned out, you had accepted the letter

Your eyes scanning over the simple topic that had been painted across each paraphrase

The phrase "go on a date with me?" Being obvious among the array of sentences

Dazzle had seemed shocked when you accepted. Eyes widening as he watched you nod up and down

Yet, Razzle, on the other hand, had been fairly confident you would answer that way

And, after this whole ordeal, he made a mental note to thank Poppy for being the mailman for him

It was tricky having to write a love letter in the dark. in bed. While Dazzle was asleep

[biribaa]

first request ever bcs im so down bad for dw...

is there any way you could do astro x reader hcs / one shot where they sleep in the same bed? eergrhhffhj im so happy i found ur page!!! dw x reader writers are literally non existent,,, :((

Sweet dreams(Astro x reader)

Thats why im here DW fandom💥💥

TW/CW: none ig

Toons werent allowed to sleep until midnight, that was a strict rule that everyone was aware of, and one that the toon handlers took very seriously. Of course toons were innocent bqck in that time, but god knows what clumsiness they could commit.

Another strict rule, which annoyed you even more, was that Toons couldn't sleep together. To prevent mess as well.

The current situation in Garderview was bothering. No, no... "Bothering" is a weak word for all this. It is hell. To be take away from a comforting life in seconds leaved everyone, including you, too shocked to even process anything. Now you had to run and pray to find some machine that could save your life.

But deep down you had to admit the good parts of it, not that you would ever say "thank you" to Dandy. The stricts rules are gone, toon handlers as well... It leaded you to a idea.

Today, both you and Astro were just exploring the floors, in search of anything that was left untouched by twisteds, or even Dandy himself. With Astro, hide from twisteds wasn't that hard as you thought it would be, he always hided you behind him, warning with whispers about any nearer twisted. Even in danger, he was so careful.

"... I think my bedroom should be around here." Astro commented, unsure of his own words as his eyes searching around the area.

"Your bedroom?" You answer, in which Astro hums back as a affirmative.

Puzzled, Astro frowned during his search. Pieces of his remarkable memories coming back together. The wallpaper was familar, the floor as well, and as his eye followed these details, he came face to face to a door.

With little hesitation, the moon reached for the knob, and the moment a grasp was open, he reached his head to glance inside. A weird nostalgia coming to him.

When Astro opened the door completly, you could see what remained of his bedroom. Just from being behind him, you could see much of it remained the same, but the rest that wasn't untouched, was left in the ground, like small objects.

Astro paced to the inside, reaching for the switch. The lights flickered for a moment, but with a little patient, it standed still.

"Geez." He mumbled.

You walked to his side, a part of you worried about his reaction. "Well... It looks liveable."

Glacing to the side, you were caught by surprise when noticing Astro had a soft smile in his face.

"It does."

Relieve hit you. Your eyes followed Astro as he almost immediatly walked towards his bed. A chuckle coming from you, but deep down you couldn't really blame him for it.

His back hit the rounded bed, you could taste his satisfaction just from his expression, closed eyes and a small smile... This reaction was rare coming from him in those times, seeing all the struggles he and many others face.

You snapped back to reality, noticing Astro shyly reaching a arm from his coat, to your direction. It took you a few seconds to realize he was actually... Asking you to approach. Calm moments like those with Astro was rare nowadays, and even more back then. Even flurstered, you couldn't refuse the invitation.

With delicacy, you pace towards him, laying you body just by Astros side. For a second, your spine shiver, you forgot how cold Astros skin was, but you leaned to it quickly, resting your head by his chest and placing your hand over him.

Without both of you realizing, the doors was already locked, the blanket was covering you and Astro, and his second pair of arms were already revelead to wrap around your waist, bringing you closer to his cold skin. All you could do is rest over him.

Taking a quick peak from one of your eyes, you glance at Astros face. Eye closed, a soft smile set... its been a while since you saw him like this, specially with the current situation. Satisfied, you close your eyes, allowing yourself to finally rest in his grasp for once.

[starry-bi-sky]

I am absolutely loving your Danyal Al Ghul au. While I have a soft spot for the whole plotline of Danny becoming his canon personality almost right after breaking away from the LOA all because of Jazz, I'm just as much for your take in which he goes through the same character development as Damian.

Now I'm curious. You already tackled his relationship with Dani, will you eventually take a stab at when he, Sam, and Tucker meet Gregor? Given that it's one of my hated episodes as I couldn't stand Sam's infuriatingly hypocritical attitude to Danny's suspicions of him, I'd kill to see your spin on it.

Aw, thank you! Danyal Al Ghul aus are what got me into DPDC first, so I have a major soft spot for them. That being said, uh, its exactly that soft spot that causes me to have Many Opinions about the trope you just mentioned. Like the trope is all fine and dandy, i don't blindly hate it, my main issue with it is that most aus i've seen treat his backstory as an ex-assassin more like a pretty cosmetic accessory rather than something that actually should have had an impact on him. Especially if he remembers being in the league.

Like i cannot stress enough the fact that being in an ecofascist assassin cult (regardless of his standing in it) should've left him, in some way or another, screwed up morally and psychologically because that's just how development works. Nature vs. Nurture is like a game of tug-o-war that never ends, where they are constantly fighting against each other and one side usually has the upper hand or greater influence. Children model the behaviors of the adults around them (ex: bobo the clown doll experiment), and what impacts them in childhood can stick with them permanently.

Like how my psychology professor put it: a baby's brain is like wet cement; if you slap your hand on it, it leaves an imprint, and the cement dries that way. The same rings true for small children.

I could go on, but I frankly have so many thoughts on that alone that I would end up completely derailing from the second half of your ask, and I don't want to be more critical than I already have. Especially since you just mentioned you have a soft spot for the trope.

[Okay, hold onto your hats because this is long. Naturally lmao.]

Gregor! Man, I'll admit I last watched the show back in middle school on a dodgy illegal website (it had surprisingly good audio and visual graphics, and full episodes. But really annoying porn ads.) but I only made it to like season 1 before my hyperfixation faded and I lost interest. So I never actually saw the Gregor episode.

But... it is relatively easy to find free websites that stream Danny Phantom :), so finding the episode took me like. Thirty seconds. Plus the Tv.Tropes recap page because my damn earbuds just died and im out in public as of rn.

I'm not sure if I'll write something for the gregor episode like I did with Dani, since Dani's a bit of a special case in that she's a clone and tends to be a reoccurring presence in DPDC, and I thought the new dynamic with Danyal would be interesting.

Plus, I'm not a big amethyst ocean shipper for the pure reason of I'm just not all that interested in it; its kinda bland to me. I'll admit I've entertained the thought in this au due to the whole balcony scene i wrote, but I would've entertained the thought anyways if it was Tucker in that position instead. Big multishipper, me.

But, if I had to make it official? Danyal is not interested romantically in Sam when the Gregor episode happens, regardless of his relationship with Valerie. Who, speaking of I'm trying to think about how that would go, and I'm torn between including him almost-dating Valerie or not.

Because on one hand it helps point out Sam's hypocrisy (and i love her but i am always happy to point out her flaws and address them in au) in this episode in terms of Danny spying on them, but on the other hand I'll want to include a lot of set up in order to make Gray Ghost work in this au and wow will that take a while.

Especially with the Flirting with Disaster episode because it happens due to Technus' meddling, and Danny is, well, the son of the Batman? A trained assassin? An ex-assassin nonetheless, but still an assassin? A prodigy child in this au? He might not have needed to use most of his skills in the last few years, but like... there's just a bunch of 'what if' and 'well technically...' and 'would he? he could, but would he?' things that is getting in the way of my thought process and making my head spin.

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Mmm. Okay. Flirting with Disaster occurs relatively the same as canon with a few exceptions; like Danyal noticing the strange coincidences, and he might take the idea into proper consideration because Sam has a point it is strange, especially out of nowhere.

However,,, he really enjoys Valerie's company, and he does really like her. He's been adjusting to civilian life for the last four years and while he's made a lot of progress, he's still. an ex-assassin child living like a wolf amongst sheep. This is normal, typical teenager stuff, and usually his friends like to encourage him doing normal teenager stuff.

So he's stubbornly holding out on the thought that this is normal, that ghost stuff isn't interfering here. He's a little hurt that his friends are discouraging this, he's not bothered by the fact that Valerie is a ghost hunter and he a ghost -- his mother is an assassin, and his father is Batman, and they still had a relationship. (Granted, he's not gonna tell them that)

If anything, being diametrically opposed to each other but still being in love is part of the family! Granted, usually both parties are aware of said opposition to each other, but he'll make a special exception this time around.

(And man now that i'm thinking about gray ghost, im now thinking about various like. scenes i could write between the two of them. maybe in a reblog.)

Anyways uhhh things relatively go the same as canon. Yeah. I think Sam still has a crush on Danny and still spies out of jealousy with Tucker.

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Now, the Gregor episode! With that out of the way; the TVTropes recap for this episode isn't the best because it doesn't go into detail about the entire episode like it does with Flirting With Disaster and Shades of Gray.

(which i looked at earlier because I made a section of this post talking briefly about what changes I'd make to the Shades of Gray episode to help set up Gray Ghost, but ended up deleting because it was kinda irrelevant for the matter at hand.)

So I'm taking in bits of the episode clips at a time, I'll try not to get too nitpicky about how each scene goes because then it's gonna take me a longer time to write this.

But! First thing's first; since Danny is not romantically interested in Sam, he is also not jealous of Gregor. He is however, a bit eyebrow-raisey at him in their first introduction, but that's because Gregor is coming off as obnoxious.

Danny thinks he's kinda annoying, and it doesn't take a genius to see that Gregor is trying to impress Sam. But since they've only known him for five minutes he takes the good faith assumption and assumes that Gregor is genuinely trying to show interest in Sam's interests too because he likes her, so he keeps mum. The fake hungarian accent is weird, but it's overall harmless, so he doesn't point it out.

He does do the spying thing when he starts suspecting that Gregor might be working for the GIW. The episode only has this happen twice, but for the au this happens a handful of more times over the course of the week, with Danyal's suspicion steadily rising more and more each time.

Hah, when he brings up wanting to spy on Sam and Gregor because of this reason, Tucker still does his "woah! you wanna spy on Sam?" thing.

Danny immediately turns to him, completely unimpressed, and crosses his arms. "Tucker," he says, deadpan, "you and Sam spied on me and Valerie."

He uses a combination of his ghost powers and his regular stealth ability to spy on them. He's hiding in a tree when they're skipping rocks, close enough that he can use his powers to hear them talk but far enough away that he has a good view of their surroundings.

He's invisible in the cinema, but doesn't accidentally get in front of the projector. He checks the inside of the room for the GIW, and then waits outside the actual room itself, keeping an eye on the area and occasionally flying in to watch the movie out of boredom. It reminds him of being back on a recon mission with the League, but it doesn't end with him orchestrating someone's death.

Then when they're at the mall he stays in human form, blending in with the crowd. He runs into the GIW there, but realizes that they're not there because of Gregor; they're just shopping. They didn't show up at either of the last two locations, and he follows them to make sure they're not also trying to blend in. But they're literally just there for shopping.

Danny is rather pleased with this turnout; so far Gregor isn't a spy, he's just annoying. The next day at lunch he asks Sam how her date with Gregor went, and that's how she figures out he spied on them, because well, she didn't tell him that.

"Have you been spying on me?"

Danny messes with his food a little bit, and Tucker is sinking into his seat with embarrassment. He frowns, "Only last night. Those incompetent government dodos--"

His lip curls up; he gets all 'Shakespeare-y' (as Sam and Tucker put it) when he's insulting someone, "--kept appearing whenever Gregor did. I followed you and him last night to make sure he wasn't a spy."

A roundabout way of saying, "I was worried".

Sam is, as canon, furious. Danny understands why, he knows generally speaking that people don't like being spied on. But he's confused on just how angry she is, and is a little irritated by it.

"Why would you do that!" She exclaims, "That's way out of line, Danny."

"How? You spied on me when I was going on dates with Valerie." He narrows his eyes, and points his fork at her, "I'm not blind, I noticed."

"That's different, we told you why we were suspicious. And we don't have ghost powers like you do."

"I don't need ghost powers to sneak around, Sam, you've seen this firsthand. And I just told you why I followed you, I thought he was working with the guys in white--"

"So you think someone can only be interested in me if they're after you?" (this is a paraphrased quote, folks ;D)

"No! If that was the case I would have voiced my concern the moment I thought it. I don't get why you're so angry, you spied too."

Iiits.... a mess. Sam storms off with Gregor, Tucker tags along because okay, yeah, maybe Gregor isn't with the GIW, or maybe last night was a fluke. Either way he ends up tagging along. Danny overhears that conversation between the GIW and Mr. Lancer, and maybe he's right, maybe he's wrong; but something is up.

I've gotten to that scene in the locker room where Gregor tells Danny that he knows he doesn't like him, and I've paused at Danny's reply to say this: Danyal doesn't even bother trying to deny it.

"I know you do not like me."

"You're right; I don't."

"Ah, let me finish. I know you do not like me because you want to protect your friend, Sam, and I respect that."

"...That's correct."

"Good! Because I am going to ask her out."

"I had a feeling you'd say that," he stands up, claps his hand tight on Gregor's shoulder, and leans close to him with a threatening smile, "so you understand me when i say; if you break my best friend's heart, you're as good as dead, right?"

"Ah,, yes. I am so glad we got that cleared out of the way, and now I hope after we can.. how you Americans put it, hang out?"

In the episode he hugs Danny and gives him a la bise (which is that french greeting where you kiss someone on the cheek two or more times) after they end their conversation. But here, when he goes to do that to Danyal, Danny leans away, points an accusatory finger at him, and says; "Absolutely not; we are not close."

The next scene after that is like, end of day. Sam, Tucker, and Gregor walking away. Sam looks over her shoulder to glare at Danny, then gets forlorn. Tucker looks back and just looks forlorn.

(When did I start narrating each scene?? Eh, I'm writing this in brief spurts of time throughout the day. Don't fix what's not broke)

After that there's this whole scene with the two GIW agents that have been chasing Phantom all episode. They're there because they have Tucker's PDA that Skulker took, and it's got the information of their purple backed gorilla assignment on it. They've been going around seeing who Tucker associates with in hopes of catching Phantom.

Uhh ahaha and that is where this gets a little interesting imo, and also allows me to mention that im retconning Danyal's (already) redesigned ghost form. Which I've wanted to retcon even before this moment bc it was just too busy. I'll get to that in a moment.

The GIW suspect Gregor for being the Phantom because of his white hair and green eyes, which is all fine and dandy until you remember: Danyal (and by extension Phantom) has that very noticeable, rather identifiable facial scar that goes across the middle of his fucking face. The GIW could easily suspect that Phantom hides his scar with makeup if he's in disguise, but if they meet a kid with a seemingly identical facial scar and similar disposition? Hoo boy.

Solution? I've got two: Gregor is canonically a kid from Michigan who faked everything to impress Sam. Considering he knows she's gothic and knows that she's ultra-recyclo vegetarian? He probably watched her from afar or got information on her somehow. His hair is dyed, his eyes might just naturally be green, but if he notices that she's got a crush on either Danyal or Phantom? A little sfx makeup could help him recreate a similar looking scar.

My second solution that's gonna happen anyways bc its that suit redesign; Danyal does hide his face as Phantom. Ghosts are emotional creatures and its a popular headcanon that their interests, ambitions, etc, influence the way they look as a ghost, not just their death. A big reoccurring theme of my au is that Danyal did not leave the League unscathed, and that being an assassin is an important part of his identity.

So i'm discarding the hazmat suit look entirely and leaning into the 'assassin' thing. But the general (stylized) feel is like, white ribbon/cloth vambraces that he has used as a garrote at some point, a hood, a gaiter scarf-type thing. I'm keeping the cape. I did a doodle a few days back that's not the official redesign, but a redesign for Phantom. I may reblog this post with that attached because it's got the general feel down. There's very little white involved, but the inside of his cape flares out and looks like the night sky.

Now, the hood and gaiter scarf gets rid of most of the problem, but Danny's hood doesn't stay on all the time, so the GIW have likely seen the upper half of the scar. :] Gregor's own drawn-on scar doesn't have to be 1:1, but it looks close enough, right? A small scar cutting through the edge of his brow and ends right below the corner of his eye. A 'cool, badass' one opposed to Danny's 'garish' scar.

But! Back to the episode scene. Canon Danny gets written off as being 'too prepubescent' to be Phantom, and honestly it'd be hilarious if Danyal was written off for the same reason (he's calling them idiots in his head if they do). But instead -- leaning into the GIW's incompetence here -- he gets written off as being too mature or too talkative. Or something equally as absurd.

Sam breaks up with Gregor for canon reasons, but when Gregor does his "i really like you, but, come on-!" and gestures to tucker, he adds on "and that scary friend of yours too, seriously!"

Things go relatively the same as canon after that. Danny does end up apologizing for spying, however. Sam does it first. Sorrows, prayers, all that.

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Things usually end up changed or different when I actually write it down, so I'd likely add more or adjust different scenes according to the flow of the oneshot. This is just like, a general vibe of how things would go, and where some of the more obvious changes would be if I did write this oneshot.

Hope you enjoyed! Thanks for the ask :]

[yestrday]

YOYOYOYO

if it's possible to request 2 things from the humiliation prompt list, could I ask for "making them beg" and "forcing them to crawl" with either ayato or ajax .. OR ANOTHER GENSHIN MAN WHO HAS A BIT OF AN EGO!! u could literally pick whoever u want tbh I just need to see a genshin man with some kind of authority get knocked down a peg, bc im sick of them 😒

and if 2 prompts aren't possible then feel free to just pick one of the ones I listed, im happy with either and as long as u feel comfortable writing it!!

childe would definitely get on his knees without second though but ayato?? omg i havent thought of him begging till now <3

part of an ongoing event!

╰┈➤ TARTAGLIA childe.

you don't know what you were thinking when volunteering to look after the newly imprisoned harbinger, but looking back on it... you probably weren't thinking at all.

in his cell, he has you pinned to the ground, grinning wildly at you as he overpowers you in a show of strength. he wants the map to the fortress that's just jutting out of your pocket, but like hell you were gonna give that to him. if he's smart enough to catch you offguard, he's smart enough to plot an escape. you weren't taking your chances.

he laughs in your ear, and you see that the sick bastard actually likes seeing you struggle against his grip. "oh come on, pretty, just hand the map over and all will be good and dandy. i'm not asking too much, am i?"

"you're asking too much," you growl back, and the little shit laughs louder. while he's distracted by his own amusement, you find moment of weakness and kick him in the shin, to which he collapses on top of you. you roll him over as he clenches the pained spot, and before he can react, he has a baton to his neck and a glaring guard in his face. "assaulting a guard can add to your sentence, inmate. you should've thought of that before attacking me."

he continues to grin at you, and you start to wonder if he's even listening. "well, if a longer sentence means getting to see that pretty face of yours, i'm not too opposed to it." he sighs dreamily as the baton digs further into his neck. "especially if pretty can actually beat me up."

your lips curl into a disgusted scowl. "they say that the eleventh harbinger was questionable, but i didn't think you'd be this depraved." you dig a heel into his gut and he chokes out a pained laugh. "luckily, the fortress of meropide seeks to reform all criminals, no matter how sinful they are. now—" you deliver a swift kick to his stomach, sending him rolling back. before he can even push himself up, you stomp on his back and he falls to the ground once more. "you will beg for reformation, for us to clean that tainted heart of yours, harbinger."

"beg?" childe's head is spinning, and his heart is beating so loud his ears might burst. he can feel the burn in his stomach, and the heavy pressure of your boot digging into his skull. he didn't know that being visionless could make him this weak, being beaten up by a mere guard. "oh.. heh, i could beg all you w-want and more, p... pretty."

as you stomp on him again, a slight moan comes from him as his cheek hits the metal again. or maybe he wanted this. to receive a beating from someone as pretty as you. "disgusting. beg properly, harbinger, and do it right."

fuck his spine was almost halving. "p-please, reform this harbinger..." his begging comes out broken and wheezing from the pain, but there's an alarmingly wide grin on his face as he does so. "make me... urk... make me clean... i'll do anything you ask. p... please!"

a startling silence, but judging from how you lift your boot from his back, you seem to approve. "hm. passable." you watch your newest prisoner collapsed on all fours, shuddering on the ground as he revels in the warm pain blooming through his body. "reformation starts now, inmate. let us work together to correct your errors."

╰┈➤ KAMISATO AYATO pillar of fortitude.

"surely you have something to say to me, hm, young master?" you ask languidly, sifting through the documents in your hand. you're lazily stretched out over his office chair, playing around with the official seal of his family, yet you sit like an emperor on their throne. you cock your head at the young master, looking as bored as ever. "if not, i might just report this to the raiden shogun herself."

ayato sits like a commoner before you, heels digging into his behind as he glares at the floor. your figure is a shadow against the elegantly painted washi paper, and with only the moon and a flickering candle for light, it seems like your piercing eyes are the only features he can make out. your military cap tilts with your face as you regard ayato with indifference.

"nothing to say?" you sigh and let the papers drop. these are sealed, important documents, but when one drifts in front of his face, it almost seems like mockery. "ugh, i have to write up a whole report now thanks to you."

"wait." ayato grits out, still boring holes into the wooden floor. "p-please. don't release this information to her majesty, please. ayaka and thoma... they don't deserve this." they were only doing what was right. to clean up the mess your raiden shogun made. "we can handle this in private, just... just not..."

you sigh again, and it makes him bristle. you're acting like this is just another day for you and not the near doom of the kamisatos. "you're making an awful lot of demands for someone who's kneeling." you grin at him, those teeth looking predatory as you study his red face. "haven't ya ever heard of... 'sealing the deal'?" you tap the armrest with a sharp nail. "come here."

ayato begins to stand, but freezes when you shoot him a dissatisfied glare. "aren't you making a request? people who beg don't stand— they crawl. now again—" you tap the wooden armrest again. "come."

he doesn't have to do this. he shouldn't be doing this. he is the master of the kamisato estate, and he has more dignity than being reduced to crawling on the floor. but that's exactly what he finds himself doing. dragging his loose yukata against the floor as he knees you, clenching his teeth as he avoids your leering gaze, he's painfully aware of how disappointing he must look like to his parents above. the cold night air hits his skin, and his cheeks burn bright when he realizes just how loose his yukata might be when the cold hits his pale chest.

"good." you hum, stroking his hair. he couldn't help the euphoric shudder when your fingers graze his ear. "now, it's time for me to hear you beg properly."

[bihanspookies]

I’ll probably never do anything for them since I don’t really have them fleshed out but I wanted to post my 2 demon slayer oc’s since I caught up with the latest season and I’m living in fear for the movies

Making two sep posts since there’s minor spoilers for Infinity Castle in Azusa’s ⬇️

Name: Azusa

Age: 22

Height: 5’8

Breathing Technique: I originally had her as the Lotus Hashira but then I read the manga and found out about Kanae and went OOP gotta change it lmao. I thought about her being a Crystal Hashira, derived/trained from Gyomei but I never fully decided.

Personality: She’s very calm, cool and collected, kinda like the mediator and has a “mom” presence about her. Whenever inosuke was being Chaotic, she’d walk over, place her hand on his head and go “Now, now, let’s calm down a little hm?”

And as much as inosuke wants to be like 🤬🤬🤬, she has this calming presence around so he grumbles and is like “I’ll try my best I GUESS.”

History: im 100% Just copying and pasting with minor edits what i sent to my friend bc i don’t want to write it properly lmao.

So her family and the Wisteria estate were close friends. When she was 10 her family was killed by demons but she survived and the Wisteria family took her in bc: Friendship™️ and they had a son who she was really close to and they were best friends and whatnot.

Growing up he always said he wanted to become a Hashira bc that’s who his family protects and he wants to honor them, so it was his ultimate dream. And when she was 16 the son admitted to being in love with her but she didn’t reciprocate. So even though he was hurt, he accepted her decision and went off by himself at night to have some alone time.

W E L L He dies By demons And Azusa blames herself bc she tells herself that if she just told him she loved him back then he wouldn’t have gone off on his own and gotten killed. Which is one of the reasons she went off to become a Hashira so she could protect her loved ones and also fulfill the son’s dream . So she goes off, joins demon corps And it’s all good and dandy.

She’s super focused on achieving Hashira status And then she meets: Rengoku And at first she was friendly with him, ya know being civil but then he kept being extra nice to her and just treating her so sweet etc etc etc that she could not help but fall in love with him even tho she was scared bc she’s just reminded of The Son.

They eventually start “dating” but in secret and the only person who’s aware of it is Ubuyashiki.

First Kiss: Their whole relationship, they’re basically dating without actually saying it. One night they’re alone and Rengoku just suddenly asks “my love, will you do me the honor of being mine?”

And Azusa just looks at him and goes “if you’re calling me “my love” then you already know the answer. I’m already yours.”

And then she gently grabs his face and gives him a Kiss™️

Mugen Train Arc: I decided that Azusa is not there on the train but back at home. I also decided that they were engaged and her ring is on her finger while Rengoku’s is a necklace. Rengoku tells Tanjiro to tell his wife that even though they weren’t officially married, it felt like they were every second they spent together. Tanjiro doesn’t understand at first but then Rengoku pulls out his necklace and he recognizes it as the same ring on Azusa’s hand.

Very much movie scene in my head when I pictured this but when the other Hashira find out about Rengoku’s death, Azusa’s crow is the one to come tell her. You never fully see her face, just her walking with the camera stopping right under her eyes or an aerial view from behind as her crow flies next to her head. She gets the news and clutches her ring to her chest.

Infinity Castle Arc: Tanjiro and Giyu are the ones that go and fight Akaza and Azusa is there too. So when Akaza sees her he’s like “and who might you be?”. And she’s staring at him and says “my name is Azusa Rengoku, you killed my husband”

She’s about to just go straight in and murk but then this other demon shows up like “no no sister, you gotta go through me first”. So Azusa ends up fighting that demon while tanjiro and giyu fight Akaza.

But long story short the demon incapacitates her and is all “I think you’d make a good edition to the team, let’s see how you handle killing your teammates” and then forces her to drink muzans blood, turning her into a demon. She’s struggling to not fight tanjiro and the others but either he or someone else has to kill her bc it's too much to fight her/keep her away while also fighting Akaza.

They successfully kill her but right before she dies she sees Rengoku above her and holding his hand out for her to take.

[simonalkenmayer]

Saw you on my dashboard and realized i must have followed you at some point and woah… its crazy to see your blog now… when i was a little kid i was obsessed with your book. I distinctly remember bringing it to Hippie Jewish Summer Camp and creating a weird little kid book club which created a friend group of the few kids in the girls bunk who were interested (interesting to note that im pretty sure all of us who read it are No Longer Girls but thats probably correlation not causation or whatever) and went into the woods to figure out how to avoid being eaten (the solution was usually to leave the woods). Until one of my friends took your book out to read in the rain. Anyhoo it is nice to find your blog and see you supportive of trans rights and against antisemitism bc i know what it was like for some of my friends to find out that their favorite childhood author was very much Not Those.

Sorry if its weird reading about a bunch of kids reading your experiment but it is a good memory for me. Thank you for that. Not sure if i believe you. Still not sure but i guess the alternative is believing humans are alone which is kind of depressing.

Anyway my question is how do you recommend i get my hands on physical copies of your books? (I know your blog is online and all i just much prefer paper than staring at a screen for hours) I know I had a copy of the first one when i was a child (still do) but i don’t actually have any memory of how i came to acquire it? I mean, i can see listings for them on Amazon but i would rather not support that whole monopoly (and it probably wasn’t how i got the book originally because i didn’t have access to online shopping as a kid and i mean, you gotta admit its kind of a weird choice of a book for a mom to buy a twelve year old. No offense.) and if its on bookshop i can’t find it in the sea of normal cookbooks. If possible id like to buy them in whatever way supports you directly! :)

Have a wonderful day, and let me know if you ever want, like, a picture of my cat or something. (Also i assume from your blog header that fanart is welcome? But let me know if im wrong about that)

-Dandy

You can order the first book. I haven’t gotten the second back into print.

If you want an autographed copy, just message me and I’ll tell you how to obtain it.

It’s also hilarious to me that you say “when I was a little kid” as if it were plural decades ago. I obtained my tumblr in 2014. I didn’t do anything with it until the book came out in 2015. My website has been around since 2011. I’ve had the same pair of boots the whole time.

I am very honored to have been a part of your youth in a positive way. Thank you for telling me.

[0asisbliss]

Hello! I saw you wrote a fic of Aizawa, so i was wondering if you could write one im which his daughter is in his teen years and she arrives home completly drunk and wasted?

And then next day she kind of brokedown and stars crying and apologizing for being a shitty daughter?

Sorry?

A/N: Thank you for requesting! Please be free to request again!🩷🤍 SORRY FOR ANY SPELLING ERRORS!!

Warnings: Mentions of alcohol usage, reader has a mental breakdown in front of Aizawa.

You and some friends were always planning to do things together, but something either always came up or you chickend out. When your friend came begging you to come with her to a party you thought it was you first chance at going to one of those parties everyone talks about.

You get dolled up all nice and pretty wanting to look your best. You got a text from your best friend saying that your crush would be there. Of course you had to look your best when it came to him.

To get to the party your friend would pick you up. You snuck out at night making sure Shinsou, and Aizawa were asleep. Shinsou wouldn’t really care, but you still made sure to do it at a time you knew they would be asleep at out of the way.

At the party you found your crush. You two actually hit it off pretty well. You both were having a good time. Your friend left somewhere with her boyfriend. But you automatically know where they went. So you decided to make the conversation a little bit fun with drinking. I mean your friend does it all the time, and she’s fine, so you thought nothing could go wrong.

Meanwhile at home Aizawa got up from his slumber this usual happens because of his messed up sleep schedule. He goes in Shinsou’s room to find him sound asleep then he enters yours. He looks around quickly thinking to himself that everything is quite dandy, and goes back to bed. It’s not until checks a second to make sure his eyes wasn’t tricking him to realize you were gone.

Oh now it’s bad. Where could you be? Did you runaway? No. You had no reason to run away, so where did you go? He quickly wakes up Shinsou, and asks where you might be, and he doesn’t know. Now Aizawa starts to overthink the possibility of you being kidnapped. But no. Not that either he sure he would’ve heard something.

He didn’t hear any struggling or crying at night, and he’s sure he’s already woke up like 3 times already.

He goes to sit on the couch in the living room and stares into space. Where could you be?

A couple hours pass and Aizawa hears the jingle of keys at the door. He jumps up to answer it. It’s you, but you look horrible. Your hair is messed up, your makeup looks terrible because your mascara has flowed down your face almost like it was your dried up tears, and your eyes were red.

“Oh doll where have you been?” He says in a worried tone you pay absolutely no attention to.

“Havinfundumbass..” Your words are slurred together in way Aizawa can barely understand, but he understood enough for his heart to drop to his feet and tears start to well at his eyes.

“I-I was worried, and you didn’t tell me anything so I was making all these assumptions and-.”

“And I don’t care-.” You stumbled all the way to your bedroom and plopped face down indicating to him that you were tired.

Aizawa gave up, and he decided that he would deal with you in the morning.

You got and did your morning routine just like every other morning with you. You went into the kitchen to see your father making breakfast. That’s when it all hit you again. You were being a bitch to your father.

“Hey dad..”

He ignored you. He didn’t even spare you a second glance.

“I’m sorry.. I should’ve at least asked or something..” You thought this would work because it worked all those other times you did it to get yourself out of situations like these.

But again he ignored you.

That’s when tears officially started to run down your face and your hands start to shake as if you were holding in something, and just can’t take it anymore.

“Dad, dad I’m sorry okay. It was stupid please. Please don’t ignore me I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Even as you kept repeating yourself as in you were saying a mantra you still felt a hole in heart.

“Do you know how it feels to think your daughter ran away or worse? The person you love so much? Thinking they just got up and left. You don’t think [name]. Nonetheless I forgive you.. just-just don’t do anything like that again?”

“O-Okay..” Your lip formed a pout as you turned around to leave to go to your room. Even though you were forgiven you knew he wouldn’t forget that night, and what you did.

[theinyshlobster]

the book that wouldn't burn by mark lawrence [review]

read from august 12th- august 25th

review:

beware of slight spoilers!

this book was a TRIP. at some points it was enjoyable, but a lot more often than not with this book it made almost zero sense. 

this book’s worldbuilding and characters really sucked me in to begin with. the world of crath, alongside livira as an incredibly likeable protagonist really worked. evar’s world also sucked me in, but i will say compared to livira, he was quite boring as a character. he lacked deep characterisation, and alongside someone as spunky as livira his chapters fell flat.

i think this book’s biggest downfall is although its almost 600 pages, it feels like it barely touches on the world of the story, and instead focuses on characters, which is all find and dandy if your worldbuilding is up to par. this book jumped steps 1, 2 &3 and immediately ran to step 4 regarding its world. like even in the first chapter the dust isn’t properly explained, and you kind of just have to piece together what’s going on. like sabbers - are they human? we’re told at some points, yes…. then no…. then like 70% into the book a nonhuman description is given…. but then yes they’re human. it felt like a battle between each concept as it would be explained one way, and then expanded on when the foundation wasn’t properly explored. 

also the amount of plot twists…. im a girl who loves plot twists, even if i predict them. what i don’t love is that this book is so complex and fails to fully explain the rules of its world that the plot twists literally don’t make sense, or feel like they’ve just been added for shock value. like once we got to jumping portals within portals and assistants and travelling back and forth…. after a while everything was twisting in on itself too much and seemed to be breaking the laws of this world’s universe i had no idea what was happening. this was probably the most egregious in the last 20% of the book. before that, i could reasonably understand what was going on. but in the last 100 pages or so i think this book really lost the plot… literally.

and the ending too….. i don’t even know what happened. like i do…. but gun to my head i couldn’t *explain* it. 

i really had fun reading this in the first half, but after that point i think too much was happening at once, it didn’t let me sit & digest what i was reading before another plot point that wasn’t fully fleshed out was introduced.

this sounds like such a mean review but i actually did enjoy myself reading this! before the halfway mark i was sure this would be a 4-star for me. but idk the way the second half of the book was….. not a fan 🙁

at this point im not even too sure if i’d want to finish this series. in one way im so attached to my girl livira i want to know what happened to her, but honestly i cant say i want to subject myself to another 600 pages of poor worldbuilding. 

[dandyshucks]

hi dandy ! a ship question : what pkmn does juno have ? have guzma and juno ever traded / gifted pkmn to each other ? what does guzma's pkmn think abt juno, and vice versa? dont feel pressured to answer all of these if u dont want to , just a bunch of questions out of interest ^^ - @dmclr

AWAUUHH HI CLARA !! thank u so much for the questions omg :O !!

i gotta put it under a cut because OUGH AUGH THE RAMBLER'S CURSE GOT ME,,, IT'S SO LONG IM SO SORRY OH MY GOD HELP FSDJKL

my s/i's main team is piplup (Henry), houndoom (Greer), psyduck (Huey), greavard (Grimsby), and a still unnamed chatot and banette (im slooowly playing through platinum so i'm waiting til i catch them in-game to decide on names), buuuut i might swap someone out of there because I've grown to really love my mareep named Mung Bean in pkmn sleep !! :3

I'VE NEVER RLY THOUGHT ABT THE SECOND QUESTION OMG.... guz would absolutely gift juno a wimpod at some point though,, I like to think they go hunt for wimpods sometimes as a shared interest activity :D guzma would also definitely gift juno a cutiefly early on maybe before they start dating because... how could he not HFSDJKL, he is fluent in bug-types and would want to flirt through bug-types hehe :3 also somewhat related, once he finds out about juno's interest in cataloguing the differences in plants in the different regions, he'd probably look into the alolan variants of pkmn (like vulpix and meowth and rattata etc) and then try to impress juno w his (newly acquired) knowledge JFSJKL

juno would absolutely eagerly help him fill out his bug collection with some sinnoh bug-types that alola doesn't have !! (i need to make a list of bug-types that each region has tbh...) they'd gift him some they had in their storage box, and then help him catch any others when they go to sinnoh together :D

ooh okay i have thought abt this third question a bit fdsjkl it's so fun thinking abt the different personalities of their pkmn :3

golisopod puts on a tough act for like. a day at most. and then immediately crumbles and is actually just a big ol' softie so he warms up to juno pretty much immediately fdsjkl. ariados doesn't like juno very much just because juno's a little afraid of him dsgjkl but eventually the two of them come to some sort of mutual understanding where they get along in a vaguely strained manner (guzma never rly understands why the two of them don't get along well and tries to facilitate some bonding moments that go disastrously sideways somehow every time LMAO). scizor is kind of stand-offish and unsure about juno but once juno hangs around for a while and he sees more of them, then he accepts them as one of the squad! pinsir is a little mean (he's just mischievous tbh) and likes messing with juno but they eventually catch onto his pranks and antics, and turns it back on him one day and that earns his respect LMAO. masquerain is just happy that there's more people in the house and gets along really well with Greer to everyone's surprise, so he's a happy camper :] (at some point i want to create a proper team list for guz and maybe come up w names for them hehe)

Henry is a shy but proud lil guy and doesn't really trust Guz at first but trusts Juno's judgement so he warms up to the big boss man soon enough (plus Guz works hard to get on Henry's good side considering Henry never goes into a pokeball so he's around almost all the time LOL). Greer HATES Guz at first 😭 it takes her a long time to tolerate him - she finally starts turning around on her opinion of him when he helps Juno through a flashback/panic attack that she couldn't calm them down from on her own. Huey is super chill, so there's no issues there fdsjkl, I think he'd get along especially well with the grunts tbh LOL they'd probably try giving him a painkiller one day just to see what would happen and he'd be forever indebted to them (Juno finds out later and loses their mind because painkillers aren't made for pokemon and they have to rush him to a pokecenter to get him checked over JFDSKL). and Grimsby loves everyone, if you give him any bit of attention he'll love you forever, so Guzma gets on his good side pretty much right off the bat :3

THANK YOU AGAIN AND I'M SO SORRY ABOUT THE NOVEL-LENGTH ANSWER OMFG 😭😭 these were just such good questions and I could not make my answers any shorter than this HDSGJKL

[onmymasa22]

Today is the death day of a really great rabbi- The Piaseczno Rebbe. We hear a lot about inspirational things people say and all that is fine and dandy, but sometimes it can feel like- what have u been through that gives u the right to talk. During this war, there were lots of powerful things, but to me, hearing holocaust survivors saying "We know how hard this is. You will get through this" was the thing that keeps me going. This special rebbi was a hassidic rabbi who gave dvar torahs in the warsaw getto to ppl. They found the manuscripts of his 3rd meal speeches that they wrote down after shabbos or yom tov in buried milk jugs and put it into a really well organized book called "eish kodesh" which u can find in a mixture of hebrew and yiddish on sefaria. He is the prime rabbi of "why do bad things happen to good people" so if u need any of that, he's ur guy. Plus, he's known to address everyone as "my important students", "my dear students", "my beloved students" and any rabbi who does that automatically upgraded to favorite cuz I'm such a mush.

So last year i volunteered at a center for ppl

Theres no feeling like going to art supply store and feeling completely competent in your needs. Like, not a craft store for glue snd beeds, or crappy wood frames. We are talking in a store for ppl who know what they want, and know what can be touched and what cant. Natural hair brushes: touch it and die. Sheets of plaster for a sculpture, ok to touch. So going into a store for fabric because i need a specific thickness of silk chiffon, and they ask what i need it for fashion or art, and i say art. And i know exactly what and how much i need. I

If someone opened my phone gallery, they'd find about a thousand pictures of female ears. Not assuming the role of van gogh and looking for a replacement ear, i just am thinking about getting piercings.

Its 2 months till semester brake. Which means my phone gallery is filled with photos of various ears. Specially female ears. I'm not a mike tyson fangirl, i just celebrate finishing the semester with getting piercings with friends.

I used to have a drinking problem. I would drink almost every night. I would throw up, ive blacked out. I didnt really want to be alive in my brain and alcohol was something my friends always had. Bottles and bottles of alcohol in backpacks. Theyd pour it out for u, and noone counted, noone rationed, no one cared. I was so emotionally raw and inflamed, red faced. I just knew that the second id have a shot or two, my tougue would get fuzzy and my brain would relax, and id be less uncomfortable. I felt freer when i was drunk. I would get warm and would just drink and dance for hours. Heeling was hard. And scary. And i thought a sober life without danger was just a numb feeling.

Im not numb. I dont like certain things.

White car

White interior

Seat covers

Grownups

Make ceramic plates and mugs

Forks knives spoons

When ur thinking about what piercings you'll get with friends in two months because u started a tradition of getting piercings to celebrate finishing a semester of art school- cuz if the teachers dont love my stuff, im just gonna love and decorate myself more. So far we have

2 lobes- age 1

Septum- age 21 (but closed up)

4 more lobes- age 25 (in one day, because im a psychopath)

Navel- age 26 (kind of impulsive)

Am i excited to get back to my old people with mental health stuff cooking class? Indescribably excited.

Am i excited to go back to a country that put fries in sandwiches and i dont need to wait in lines cuz im a VIP at the shwarma joint? 1000% yes

Am i happy that this is my last year dealing with department heads who screw me every chance I get, but i let it go because I don't argue with ugly people?

Abso-frickin-lutely

Things i wish i knew when i was younger:

Never argue with ugly people, you will never win. If you can let it go, just let it go. They will always be ugly. You will always have grace.

I am confident and pretty. Thats a dangerous mix that gets me not asked out a lot. But thats the thing. I believe that when a guy sees me and says oh my gosh i want to be with her, ill know, he'll no. Right now, the guys i like dont ask me out. Its the guys i dont like.

Visit greece

Walk in the sea of stars

Visit italy

Visit korea in the spring

Safari in nambia

Halloween in usa

Summer in hawaii

Christmas in new york

Paris

Me, at midnight, cant fall asleep:

Things that will offend me to my very core

Weird things a girl like me gets incredibly offended about

Telling me that im a redhead, therefore i dont tan

Telling me im not the funniest person u know

Calling my hair straight

[sketchy-tour]

🌻Last Song: Renee by SALES, its on my Dandy playlist

🌻Favorite Color: Yellow! Orange and blue come close tho.

🌻Last Movie: The Muppets Movie! I accidently watched the second one first and THEN the original. Woops!

🌻Sweet/Spicy/Savory: Savory but sometimes I get a MAD sweet tooth. Picky with spicy.

🌻Relationship Status: ✨Getting Divorced!✨ /srs /pos

🌻Last Google Search: LMAO "SPARKLE EMOJI"!!! IM ON DESKTOP SO I GOOGLE EMOJIS TO FIND THEM TO COPY AND PASTE. Uh! Before that! I was looking up the song "Until I found you" A hopeless romantic at heart, I am.

🌻Current Obsession:

WELCOME HOME!!!!!!

My WH oc Dandy, my oc x canon ship with them, Wally in general, the story, the other neighbors, the other oc interactions I talk about with others. It all spins in my brain!!!!

I hope I don't seem like a spoil sport by not tagging anyone but everyone I could think of is already tagged! So I shall leave that be haha. Sorry sorry!

Nine people I'd like to get to know better

Tagged by @meghawhopp <33

Last song: Down by the River by Borislav Slavov from the Baldur’s Gate 3 Soundtrack (or more specifically the cover of Down by the River by Nerissa Ravencroft)

Favorite color: Blue and purple!

Last movie/TV show: Seinfeld, I’m currently on season four!

Sweet/spicy/savory?: I have a huge sweet tooth, so sweet things

Relationship status: Single

Last thing I googled: I searched up the show “Arthur” because I was trying to find that one meme where Buster was like “You really think someone would do that, just go on the internet and spread lies?”

Current obsession: Fragaria memories and tears of themis mostly^^

Tag Nine People: @kyaruun @xinieeee @deadmansbistro @florapot @hunita812 @scuffle-with-spirals @rexonalapis @maxellera @manicpixiedoomedgirl

[lcnelyghost]

this is for Dandy, yet again. i think i’m becoming obsessed with him..ANYWAYS.

Dandy with fem reader or gn reader. what im thinking is that the reader is a new hire in Dandy’s favorite shop. the shop could be anything you’d think would suit him best, in my opinion it’s a candy shop. Dandy gets a little irritated because the reader isn’t fast enough like the other because she/they are new. as time goes on, he starts to look forward to seeing her/them almost everyday.

side note: i feel that Dandy’s demeanor would change from annoyed and whiny to more shy and cautious. he would smile more as time goes on and would act more gentle towards the reader.

another side note: i believe that Dandy is capable of having a mature relationship. i see a lot of people making him way too whiny and childish when you can see he’s smart enough to know things and clever enough to execute a mass murder.

that’s it, i hope it’s detailed enough but not too much that u can’t add your own twist or dazzle to it!

i’ll take you to the candy shop//dandy mott

pairings; dandy mott, female reader

rating; pg!!

warnings; slight harsh language

a/n; don’t blame me for taking a quick look at the lyrics from ‘candy shop’ by 50 cent lol. also, i fucking LOVE this idea.

You’re first day on the job. Great. Now, you hadn’t really fully thought about working here when you saw this place. Right enough, it was one of very few places that someone like you, a young adult, could be reminded of their childhood and think about the wonderful memories they had when they were a kid.

Candy Land Central. That was the name of this glorious place you now found yourself working in. It was full of the town’s most delicious (and expensive) candy, sweet treats, everything to satisfy a person’s tastebuds. It wasn’t everyday people got the opportunity to take a job in a store like this. But you decided to roll with it, and gladly chose to begin you’re service here.

It didn’t seem too hard. You’re boss, Larry, seemed nice enough. He ran you through some small things on what not to do but it wasn’t a lot. Don’t give out free candy, don’t let any kids past the till, make sure customers are asked if they have any allergies, etc, etc.

You could handle it. Perhaps it would be a little hard finding different candy, seeing as everything was all just scattered around in random areas, but you’d manage. Surely the customers wouldn’t be that much of a handful… right?

—————————————

You were currently serving a little girl about seven or eight-ish. She had her dark brown hair tied up in pigtails accompanied with bright red ribbons. She was a tiny little thing who could barely reach the top of the counter. She smiled brightly at you as she requested two bags of fizzy cola bottles, handing you a dollar and peering at all the rainbow coloured candies behind you. Just as you gave her what she’d payed for, a young man walked in.

He looked about you’re age. He looked around the place in amazement, a rather large grin began to creep onto his face. You waved the little girl you’d just served goodbye as she skipped past the man, chewing on her gummies. The man gave a soft smile at her excitement before stepping up to the counter and staring right at you.

His attitude quickly changed when he laid his eyes upon you. He raised a brow, skeptically looking you up and down. He cleared his throat and looked away for a second.

“Uh, hi there. I’ll take three bags of blueberry bon bons, two bars of Mr Lockheart’s coated caramel chocolate, and a packet of bubbalicious please.” You nodded at his request and began searching around the place.

He was quick to notice the samples of fudge chocolate chunks you were handing out to kids. You turned around just in time to see him helping himself to a few.

“Oh, sorry sir.. those are for the kids only..” You politely told him. He watched as you put the box of the chocolate chunks further behind the counter.

You looked at him again and the two of you had a sort of awkward, staring moment. He just blinked, confused.

“What kind of bon bons did you want again?” You asked. He scoffed lightly and looked away from you.

“I won’t be repeating myself.” The young man huffed. Before you tried to remember what he’d asked for again, a few kids walked in.

“Bubbalicious!! I love bubbalicious!!” One of the little boys that came in screamed. You laughed wholeheartedly at how all the kids faces lit up when they entered the store. And the man you were serving scowled even further.

“Sorry guys, i’ve only got one packet left.” You frowned. You watched as the same little boy who came in ecstatic began to look quite upset.

“Cmon Jerry, we’ll just get em next time.” Another boy said, putting a hand on the smaller one’s shoulder.

“Hold on a little second there guys! Sir, would you mind if I give this last pack to that boy.. you can come back tomorrow and i’ll give you a freebie if you’d like?” You whispered to him. He looked back at the little boy and had a look of sympathy on his face. Though, not exactly any ordinary sympathy. Mock sympathy..

And as you prayed the young man would give the gum to you’re other little customer, he slammed his money on the counter and smirked wickedly.

“No.”

You looked at him in shock. He took his other items before leaving and smugly waved the pack of bubblegum in front of the now crying child.

“Prick…”

—————————————

You were in the middle of closing up when you’re boss sneakily popped up behind you.

“Y/n! Hey!” Larry said cheerfully. You calmed yourself after getting a fright from his sudden appearance in the room.

“Christ Larry, don’t do that!” You giggled. He grinned before plopping a gummy strawberry into his mouth.

“Ah, relax. You’ll get used to me playing the old tricks on ya!” Larry laughed.

“Hm. I suppose you do tend to do that often. Julie says you were quite the prankster around here..” You giggled again. Julie, who was you’re co-worker, had also had the chance to meet you. She was nice, yet you both had barely any shifts together on the same days.

“So, how was you’re first day?” Larry asked, biting into a delicious piece of creamy fudge. The best of the best, might I add.

“Yeah, it was alright. I’m still trying to work my way around. The kids were good though. Hey uh.. can I ask you something?”

“Go ahead,” Larry said, slightly wondering if you were maybe going to quit soon. It would be sad if you left. He thought you were a rather lovely young woman. And he certainly wouldn’t mind becoming good friends with you.

“This guy came in earlier. Looked about 6’0, brunette, hair in a perfect middle shed, really nice looking guy but he appeared to be quite rich if you’d ask me. Anyway, he was a bit of a dick to one of the kids. Seemed more like a kid himself to be honest.” You sighed. Larry tutted before offering you a bit of fudge.

“He’s sort of a regular here. I haven’t personally spoken to him but by what i’ve heard, he probably wouldn’t be up for a conversation with me anyhow.” Larry lit a cigarette and you thought about the situation deeper.

“He was fine when he came in. He almost seemed happy watching the kids enjoying their treats. But he switched up so fast.. almost as though he was like, I don’t know.. distracted.. You trailed off, glancing at you’re watch and signalling to Larry that it was time for you to leave.

“See ya later kiddo!”

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After a good night’s sleep, you were ready to go back to work. It was early doors but people still came in around at this time.

When the first customer arrived, you didn’t really know how to react when you saw who it was.

The same young man from yesterday returned to the store, looking much more cheerful from what he looked the last time he came in.

He walked over to you with a bright smile on his face, you returned it for the sake of you’re job.

“Hello there, again..” He spoke softly. You lifted a few of you’re fingers up that were resting on top of the counter, doing a slight half assed wave.

“I’m terribly sorry for yesterday. I behaved like an absolute.. um, jackass to that little boy..” He admitted. You looked at him with compassion. You hated yourself for things like this. You’d always been so damn nice, and for what?

Though truth is, this man never had any intention of apologising. If someone wanted a matter resolved with him, they should be the one to apologise first. That was just how it worked with this particular young man.

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Yesterday, 6:55pm:

“Darling, if you have any interest in this girl, you’ll have to show much more maturity. Perhaps she’s quite into a gentleman who has a heart for young children rather than disturbing them.” Mrs Mott explained to her only son, Dandy. He was stomping all over the place in the dining room and looked rather unsettled.

“Why should I say sorry!!! I was the one who asked for the damn bubblegum in the first place!” Dandy yelled back, taking out the packet he had in his pocket before flaunting it and chucking it to wherever the hell it went in the room.

“Language dear. Most women love nothing more than a kind, gentle, caring man. Someone who looks out for not just them, but others. Show her you’re soft side Dandy. Pull her in with affection. Not showing off..”

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“Here,” Dandy said, taking a few dollars from his wallet as he tucked them safely in you’re hand. “Give this to the boy from yesterday. Make sure he gets whatever he’d like with them.”

“Oh sir.. I really don’t think that’s necessary…” You told him, astonished.

“No, no! Please, I insist. Even get a little something for yourself…” Dandy grinned, placing even more money in you’re hands.

“My god.. why thank you so much!” You beamed. He lit up at you’re facial expression and looked as happy as you were.

“I’m Y/n by the way!” You giggled, shaking his hand.

“Very nice to meet you, Y/n. I’m Dandy Mott.”

“Would you like the same as yesterday, Dandy?” You smiled. He looked at you, slowly tilting his head.

“You remembered?” He chuckled. You nodded excitedly and felt the heat burning in you’re cheeks.

“Go ahead then, same as yesterday.” Dandy winked. You quickly rushed all over the place to collect what he wanted.

“Here you are! And uh, please…take it free of charge.”

Dandy smiled sweetly at you before nodding and gathering his things.

“Well, I hope to be seeing you around, Y/n. Ta, ta for now!” He called out. You yelled back a quick goodbye before sighing happily.

You were certain you’d be seeing more of Dandy. And now, you sure as hell knew that you weren’t gonna mind.

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‘Forgiven’- Zuko x female!reader

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An: HIYA!  Sorry for the long delay, also sorry if this comes out horrible - I'm sick!!!! Anyways, love u lots <3

Summary:

See request! (Set during the war - Zuko is still not firelord and stuff)

I ACCIDENTALLY DELETED THE REQUEST AFTER WRITING IT I'M SO SORRY ANON PLEASE FORGIVE ME.

THIS WASN'T MY IDEA, BUT THE REQEST ROUGHLY WENT LIKE:

"Lavabender!reader x Zuko where they argue and it's revealed she's a lavabender and stuff. Lots of fluff and angst but the ending is bitter sweet."

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE REQUEST ANON AND AGAIN IM SO SORRY I DELETED IT!!!

Warnings: bad angst writing, arguing, lowkey the beginning depicts zuko as how he would be in season 1!Zuko's also toxic in the beginning!

The day started out as ordinary as can be - a light breakfast, followed by stretching, and then firewood hunting. Zuko walked with you through the woods to find the oak, fiddling with his fingers.

“Stressed?” you smiled, leaves crunching under your gentle footsteps.

He rolled his eyes at your chirpy attitude, why were you always so happy? The world is about to end for goodness sake! You frowned, side eyeing him aggressively.

“You have something you want to share, prince?” god, he hated when you called him that - but you did it on purpose. 

Two can play at that game.

“Not that you would understand, peasant.” he practically used the same argument, but his tone was scary - and alot more hurtful.

You scoffed, mouth agape, “What did you just call me?”

He paused walking when you grabbed his arm to make him face you, “What? Are you deaf too?” 

Zuko yanked his arm out of yours, glaring at your retreating figure.

“What’s gotten into you!?”

“What’s gotten into me?” he laughed sourly, “What’s gotten into you?” the firebender jabbed a finger into your chest enough for you to feel it - but not enough for it to hurt.

Zuko’s face inched towards yours, your eyebrows raised. 

“What? What’s gotten into me?” you laughed in a bitter tone.

“You barely ever train!”

Your eyes widened, your hands reaching to clutch your heart. You never trained in front of him, you didn’t feel ready to share your firey power. Recently, you discovered you could bend lava, very weakly, but definitely bending nonetheless. You were confused at first - isn’t lava fire? But no, after mulling it over some more, you realised it’s closer to earth than fire. It was something that made you feel special - unique even! With Toph’s metal bending and seismic sense, you always felt overshadowed by the young prodigy. This was the one thing only you had, and you wanted to achieve a good level of bending before uncovering your golden secret with your found family. You hadn’t realised that in the process, you never trained before their eyes, and so to them, you never did.

“Zuko,”

He cut you off, “The rest of us are working so hard! And what are you doing?”

“I- I,” you thought for a second, “I don’t have to explain myself to you! You good for nothing, JERK!” 

“Good for nothing?” he repeated, a hurt look in his eyes.

You frowned, folding your arms before giving him a taste of his own medicine, “What? Are you deaf too?”

He winced, before swallowing the hard pill that was your words. “You’re insufferable!”

You clenched your fists by your sides, and began to walk away. “I wasn’t done!” he yelled out.

You earth bended a small rock to his knee, which caused him to roll his eyes before storming off. You stumbled further into the woods, picking up firewood, why does he have to be such a hothead? Once your basket felt close to impossible to carry, you made your way back to camp.

“Where’s Zuko?” Sokka asked.

You shrugged, “Don’t know, don’t care.”

Looks of shock passed around the group. “Is everything okay?” the avatar asked.

You found it hard to stay mad once faced by the worried boy, “Dandy.” you replied softly, smiling to sell your story.

Aang quirked a brow, before narrowing his eyes to something distant behind you.

“ZUKO! Where were you?”

The boy in question threw his basket of firewood onto the ground, “Doing what you asked me to.”

“That's a lot of wood. Maybe too much,” Sokka looked between you and Zuko.

Zuko smirked, facing you, “Maybe you should've used your energy for something a little more useful.”

Toph’s eyes widened. It’s no secret that Zuko could be unknowingly mean, but he was always so nice to you. What’s gotten into him?

You smiled a sweet smile in his direction, “Do we have a problem?”

“No. Just pointing out the obvious.”

Katara spoke up, only to be waved off by your hand. “It’s okay,”

You walked off, humming a tune as you handed Sokka the wood. The waterbender’s sibling stared incredulously at you.

The rest of the day moved rather normally, other than the random insult you or ZUko would throw at each other. Your heart ached, why was he so hostile? Why was he so concerned with your training?  

As the moon rose in the sky, and goodnights were passed around, everyone entered their assigned tent. As you laid there, you closed your eyes and listened intently to your surroundings. Once all movement was eradicated, you carefully got up and out of your tent. Stealthily, you moved into the forest, and located your favourite cave. You followed the path that you made not too long ago down to what felt like the core of the earth. Finally, you reached a lava pool, and began to breathe more heavily. The air was suffocatingly hot, and so you removed your jacket and shoes, socked feet touching the mildly hot floor. The warm colours illuminated your troubled features, making you look ethereal. Focusing, you began to make bending movements. It was like it was an intricate dance, your feet light but stable. Finally, you scrunch your face as the lava begins to rise, and you swish it around the small cove, gentle calming tunes leaving your mouth. A sigh left your shaky figure as the magma fell back down. You squealed, “YES!”, alas, you were finally getting somewhere with your ‘magic’. Your happy moment was soon interrupted by your noticing of a shadow. Quickly, you turned around, bending their feet to the floor. 

“Oh. It’s you.” you unbinded his feet, and bumped into his shoulder as you pushed past him to leave. 

“Did you just bend lava?” Zuko swallowed thickly.

“Yeah, and what about it? Think I'm too much of a failure to pull this off? Did you come to patronise me again?” you scoffed

“No I,” he stumbled back slightly, shaking his head. “I came to apologise.”

You narrowed your eyes, turning towards him, feeling as if the apology is insincere, and only to get you to shut up. He began speaking.

“You don't have to forgive me, what I said was out of line and just plain mean. I’m not justifying my behaviour, I just think you deserve a reason. It wasn't your fault, I just had so much pent up stress, and unfortunately, I took it out on you. I’m so, so, so sorry Y/n. You're not a peasant, you’re the best thing that's ever happened to me. Please, please don’t leave me.” tears spilled from his eyes, and you gently wiped them away, pulling him into your warm arms.

You held him for a few seconds, letting his sobs die down slightly.

“It’s okay Zuko.”

“But it’s not! You shouldn’t forgive me this easily!”

You frowned, as you knew exactly what he was thinking, “Zuko, you’re nothing like your father,” you landed a gentle kiss on his lips, the salty flavour of the tears entering your mouth. You rested your forehead against his, as he sniffled.

“I don’t deserve you,”

“You deserve the world.” you grinned.

So, maybe today was a little bit rocky. And sure, Zuko still hasn’t forgiven himself, but you can see the effort he’s trying to put in - and that alone, is enough of a reason to love this troubled teen - no matter how stupid he is.

An: I'm such an idiot I'm actually so sad I deleted it :( Hope you enjoyed this story, SEE YA! <3

[smolla-than-a-bug]

dandelions

gojo satoru x reader

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content — fem!reader, established relationship, fluff

notes — i havent been in the mood to write much recently cos im stocked up on workload and i got sick too but ended up binging disney movies lol and toink im having a gojo moment i jusy had to 🗿 also what if i started formatting my posts like this,, it uses less images,,

It was a good idea to bring the kids out this Spring. The Shinjuku National Garden wasn’t so crowded today. Whether that was seasonal or due to luck would remain a mystery to you all; regardless, you picked out a good day.

Cherry blossoms were in bloom, and Nobara’s determined to get a good photo to post on her Instagram feed. Lucky her, Yuuji’s gotten quite skilled behind a camera. Ahead of you, your husband and your little girl are already skipping across the small bridge, hand in hand and eager to explore the next section of the garden. Sumi looks so small next to Satoru. He’s already so tall to begin with and he chose his black trench coat to wear today. He’s gigantic compared to little Sumi, proudly wearing the baby pink bubble jacket she picked out from this morning. She wanted to look like one of the ‘pretty pink flowers’.

Satoru’s always watching Sumi. He keeps an eye on her to keep her safe, to mirror her actions, and to simply admire her—you see it written all over his face. Beyond the darkness of his sunglasses, you can see the way he softens at the sight of your little girl, the way he indulges her with barely a hint of hesitation or restraint. The way he cares for her is so natural, sometimes you think they have some sort of mind link with the way they interact. Sumi’s a daddy’s girl, there’s no doubt about it, and as Satoru glances back to wave at you from where you stray behind them, you decide you could just watch them forever and never get bored.

You sense movement from the corner of your peripheral and find Megumi shaking his head to himself. You follow his gaze to where Satoru is now lifting Sumi up on his shoulders, allowing her to stand on them and maximize her dad’s height to reach the blooming cherry blossoms. She’s like an extension of him, especially considering that they look exactly alike. Your own genes couldn’t compare to the Gojo genes. “You have to admit he’s pretty great with kids.”

He scoffs. “That’s because he’s a child himself.”

This does have you bubbling up with a bit of laughter. Megumi hasn’t changed at all with regards to how he sees Satoru. “Can’t argue with you on that one.” You smile, adjusting your scarf. “But he’s learned a lot since we took you in, don’t you think?”

He doesn’t say anything after that, simply opting to leave his answer in the silence shared between you as you continue to walk the pathway at a steady pace. Behind you, Nobara’s voice becomes more faint, just barely tickling your ears. “Itadori, that angle does nothing for anyone!”

You pause, and Megumi halts with you. He takes a second. “I’ll go get them,” he sighs, already walking in the opposite direction, knowing what you were going to ask of him.

“Mommy!”

Turning around, you crouch to your daughter’s height, catching her when she throws herself at you. “Hey, baby!” She giggles as you smother her round cheeks in kisses. “What’s that in your hand?”

She visibly brightens up, thrusting it in your face so you could see it up close. “It’s a dandyli… a dan… a dandy…uhh…”

Her expression slowly crumples as she struggles to find the right word. You simply nod at her with a smile on your face, silently encouraging her to keep trying, but a chuckle cuts you both off. Satoru squats down with the two of you, tenderly brushing Sumi’s bangs back as he did. “That’s a dandelion, my little flower. Come on, you can say it.”

“A dandy-lion!”

“Great job, Sumi! Daddy’s so proud of you!”

You laugh when Satoru lifts her into the air, both of you standing back up. Sumi still grips the small dandelion in her fist.

“Wanna show mommy what we do with dandelions?”

When she nods for you to take the flower from her hands, you do as she says. “You make a wish and blow it. Daddy and I already made wishes, so now it’s your turn!” You close your eyes. As you open your mouth, Sumi covers it with her hands before you could form words. “Don’t say it out loud! Daddy says it won’t come true if you tell us!”

You chuckle, clasping her smaller hands into yours as you begin again. Your eyes close, you think of the thing you desire most, and…

“Hey, wake up. Let’s go home.”

Your bleary eyes blink open, fighting the crustiness between your lashes. No longer are you in the National Garden at the height of Spring, surrounded by all of nature’s blooming beauty. You’re slouched in the leather sofa, neck aching slightly as you sit upright from your previous position on Satoru’s shoulder. The TV screen is barely even halfway through the third Disney movie of the night, the first years who suggested the marathon are all scattered and snoring, and when you look at the man beside you, you’re flooded with images of a little girl—pink bubble jacket and his exact carbon copy.

Satoru nudges you, a playful smirk on his annoyingly handsome face. His teasing glare seeps through his blindfold. “Whatcha lookin’ at me like that for?”

“Nothing,” you roll your eyes. Though, you’re betrayed by the wispy smile on your face. It’s barely there, but you feel its presence and you know Satoru can see it too. “I just… had a really strange dream.” It’s very timely of you to say this, for the current scene playing onscreen is of Cinderella, humming the very song A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes. It has you thinking, maybe you should catch up on Disney movies again.

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Playing with Fire (Demetri x Reader)

Final Part

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A/N: I’m sorry it took so long for this to come out lol I hope you all liked this last chapter.

A/N: thank you so much for reading this, I’m sorry for any mistakes! As always requests are open!! Please reblog if you enjoyed this 💛

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Any second now. The tenor you were waiting for would come back. Any time now.

 “Dem…” Felix hesitated, you didn’t want to hear it and he knew that but you both knew you’d have to move eventually

 “Don’t.’ You growled

 “Its been a week. You need to feed. She—She’s not waking up. Shes gone.”

 Another growl escaped your throat. You knew you’d been playing on borrowed time. Everyone had left you to mourn only because Marcus had ordered you process things. Whatever that meant. You’d been hoping that the venom Vladimir put in y/n would still cause a transformation of some kind. Anything to keep her with you for a little longer. You’d waited an eternity for your mate, it seemed too cruel to have her disappear within a matter of days. After the fourth day you knew she wouldn’t change, her skin didn’t harden the way yours did. She got cold but not like you either. She just wouldn’t wake up. You hadn’t moved from your room since everything went down, holding her limp body since.

 “D, please don’t make me do this. Masters orders for you to come down.”

 “Why, so they can use Chelsea and Corin on me? Make everything seem fine and dandy?”

 “Marcus won’t let them do that. Come on. If its not me it will be the twins.”

 You didn’t care. You half hoped someone would just get rid of you, but no. You were still needed. Your ‘gift’ was something the volturi wouldn’t part with without a fight. Unless they found another one of you. Felix felt bad but he didn’t want the twins to get involved.

 “I’m sorry D.” Felix began prying you off y/n’s body. As much as you tried you knew you wouldn’t be able to outmaneuver him. Especially when you’ve gone this long without feeding. He was able to drag you to the throne room. The kings wanted to see you.

 “Ah Demetri, we are sorry to have to bring you out here dear boy.”

 “Masters forgive my bluntness but what is it you all need?”

 “Relax Demetri we have a job for you.” Caius started, a warning as to not push his buttons.

 “Im not leaving her.”

 “We won’t touch her.” Marcus said matter of factly.

 “But when you return, you have to figure out where to put her to rest.”

 You growled at Caius’s statement. “What do I have to do?”

 “We just need you Felix and the twins to make sure the Denli coven aren’t planning anything wild. Last we heard from the Cullen boy they were planning on joining him here. Best to pay an in person visit to make a statement.” Aro debriefed.

 “And I have to go because?”

 “Because you have to feed. And this is the only way to get you out of the castle.” Caius snapped. You sighed there was no getting out of this.

 “Fine.” You turned to the rest of the guard, “Lets get this over with.”

 The flight there put you on edge. Jane didn’t hesitate to make sure you were focused entirely on the mission.

“You have 30 minutes to find someone to feed on, and then we have to go.”

 You debated just running away. How would they find you anyways? Not that you actually could since you wanted get back to your mate. Apparently, you took too long to move because Jane made Felix accompany you. You were surprised Jane was putting up with you as much as she had been at this point. You and Felix found someone rather quickly but you took your time heading back.

 “Ready?” Alec asked. The two of you nodded and you led the way to the Denalis. When you finally arrived a few miles from their house Jane stopped the group of you from going all at once.

 “Alec you and Felix go first. The only one we should have to worry about is Kate. We will come in a few minutes. Alec nodded and headed off with Felix.

 “Why don’t we all go at once.”

 “We should make sure they aren’t willing to start a fight when they have the numbers.”

 “Well then we should at least go in hearing distance.”

 “Very well.” She sped away first, you were usally the faster one in the group but you weren’t all there mentally. It took you a while before you got to Jane. “This time speed up, we are meeting up with Felix and Alec.”

 You sighed, but ran ahead and did as you were told. You did need to get back. The Denalis were cooperative. Apparently Edward was just bluffing. They hadn’t heard from any of the Cullens since the confrontation. Thinking about that day just brought back painful memories. You wised you had fought to get to know your mate sooner instead of waiting those two weeks to find the other hybrids. You thought of how many minutes youd wasted. Your whole existence was basically on autopilot at this point you don’t even remember leaving their house.

 It took a day to fly near the states. A day to get to the denalis. Two more days to get home. You were getting impatient. The ride back seemed to go on forever.

“Demetri?”

 Jane snapped you out of your thoughts, “Demetri? Is there anything we can do to help you?”

 “Unless you can turn back time.” You sighed, “no.”

 “And if she wasn’t gone?” Alec asked

 “Alec!” Felix hissed

 “Don’t you think I’ve been through enough? Why would you say something so cruel?” You stood up. “How dare you?!?”

 Jane stopped you before you could get any further

 “Jane relax. He has no idea. We aren’t even certain he’s right.” Felix.

 “Demetri hes trying to tell you something.” Jane told you.

 “What. Are. You. Talking about?”

 “Carlisle, ran some tests. Apparently during the newborn war in Seattle the wolves helped wipe them out. The one that showed up got injured and Carlisle took some blood samples to run tests. One of them was to see what venom did to his blood…” He hesitated to say the next part, “its still a theory. But he noticed that venom took a much longer turn around time. It’s a weird effect, but the venom shouldn’t have killed her.”

 “Her tenor shouldn’t have disappeared then.” You weren’t about to get your hopes up now.

 “You’ve never had to find a tenor of someone who was turned, have you?” Alec asked

 “Don’t do that. You cant do that. I can—” you voice broke out in a sob again. You had to try and get it together.

 “Demetri.” Alec stood to face you. “Try and find it. This mission was supposed to buy her the time she would have needed. Try and find her.”

 “No. I can’t.” you kept shaking your head until you felt Felix’s hand on your shoulder

 “D. You have to try. For her sake.” The plane was beginning to descend. You tried to focus on the others in the castle first. You started with the leaders, then Carlisle, then Heidi. Then you tried to find her, your y/n. You weren’t even sure what you were looking for. But after awhile you found something. You weren’t even sure it was right, but the tenor, the pull felt warm. Suddenly, the plane couldn’t descend quick enough. You had to prove this wasn’t a mind game. That you weren’t tricking yourself.

 The second the plane landed you took off towards Volterra. You didn’t care who saw you could take care of them later. The others followed behind you. You probably made it there in record time. You threw the doors open. Rushing back towards your room where you last felt her tenor. You almost broke the doors down.

 “Y/N!!!”

 “Demetri!” She jumped up to hug you. You almost collapsed right then and there. She still looked like her, you almost couldn’t believe it. She was in your arms again. You were frozen in place. You didn’t dare blink in case she disappeared again.

 “You-you’re okay??” You finally pulled back to look at her.

 She laughed and smiled up at you, “Well you aren’t going to get rid of me that easy.”

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