#reposts stuff a lot :sob:

[sunvirus]

Mid doodle but wondering if anyone wants to be moots !!!!! :p

[hazbinhotelxreader]

Stressed Carmilla x female reader smut

Words: 783

“Stress Reliever”

A/n: I posted this yesterday but saw it was on mature…so I’m reposting it.

A/n: lol I’ve done a lot of Carmilla stuff. I’m working on Lucifer too! I just find carmila easier to write since I’m attracted to females (and her the most out of the show). But anyways hope you enjoy!

(Requested by: Erin26_94 on AO3)

Warnings: submissive Carmilla, Dominant reader, gentle sex, praising, gay sex, oral(vaginal)

Info: takes place after “Whatever it takes”. Carmillas stressed out due to velvette and the meeting, and she is gifted with some pleasure from you.

Carmilla sighed softly as Zestial left the room. She went over and grabbed some alcohol, pouring it into the glass again but then drinking the bottle instead. Velevtte had stressed her out greatly. Almost exposing Carmilla being responsible for the death of the exorcist.

She sat down at the table and rested her head on her hand, closing her eyes to take a deep breath to calm herself down, that’s until she gets a knock on the door. “Come in.” She commanded sternly. You enter the room with a concerned smile, carmillas expression immediately softening, so did her voice. “Mi amor..is there something you need?”

“Odette and Clara told me you were feeling a little stressed, so I came to check in on you” you said softly and concerned, walking over to her and kissing her gently on the side of her head. She sighed softly and looked up at you with tired eyes.

“Yes..Velvettes catching on my love..” she admits and rubbed her forehead out of stress. “Such a respectless brat…” she grumbled frustrated with today’s meeting.

You chuckled at her insulting one of the VEES, after all they were pretty respectless, and rude, so they kinda deserved it. “Want me to help you take away that stress my love?” You offered as you traced her thigh

She looked up at you, and nods. “Yes..I would love that..what did you have in mind?” She asked, leaning in the chair more comfortably now.

“Well…I can let you release that stress out with something more….passionate~” you say seductively and continue to trace her thigh.

Carmilla blushed softly. “I’m not sure love..we are still in the office..I’d rather not-“ she was cut off from her worries by you.

“Don’t think about that okay? We’re the only ones here and it is late, no one’s going to come in..tonight is to focus on you. Okay?” You reassured, moving your hand up to her hips.

She sighed softly in relief. “Okay then…I trust you on that my dear..” she said and stood up, making you push her to sit on the table. She was slightly confused of what you were doing but didn’t question it and allowed you to continue.

You got on your knees and started to pull off her pants, she blushed as she looked down at your figure. You discard the pants and set them on a nearby chair, and you start to trail soft kisses up and down Carmillas thighs, making her shiver and arch her back in response. “You’re so good for me..” you praised her softly and kiss up towards her sensitive sex.

Your hot breath hits carmillas sensitive folds, causing her to let out a soft gasp and grip the edge of the table. “Mi Amor….” She choked out, arching her back and wanting release. You gave into her wishes and started to leave long licks onto her pussy. She moaned out and used all her strength to not grab your head and push you into her. You continue to leave long and soft licks and kisses onto her core, your fingers massaging her thighs.

Your warm tongue finally enters her sobbing and tight pussy, you tasted the inside of her as her thighs tighten around your head, making your breath hitch. “Ohhh…Mi Amor…keep going…” Asha said breathy and placed her large claw onto the back of your head to push you in more while her thighs kept you in place. You moan and thrust your tongue in and out of her, your hands gripping onto her large thighs and holding her tight. “oh mierda….yes..yes..” she moaned out as she got closer to her climax.

Your eyes shut tight as she throws her head back in pleasure, crying out your name as her hips grinded into your face, her large hand holding your head into her and fingers twined into your hair, her large thighs holding you close.

You taste the familiar salty and warm liquid fill your mouth and you swallow every drop of her precious cum, milking the rest out with your mouth. You pull away and pant, standing up and gently kissing Carmillas lips, she wrapped an arm around your waist and kissed back, her tongue dancing with yours. Your lips parted, strands of pre-cum and saliva connected your mouths, and she spoke up, panting softly.

“Your incredible Mi Amor….”

[hunters-vigil]

The Archon's Baby - Chapter 4 - Reunion

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request from ao3: Make one where they have a child but the female character doesn't tell Mavuika that she is expecting a child and distances herself from Mavuika please 🙏🙏

warnings/mentions of: pregnancy, pregnancy symptoms, talks about hypothetical major character death.

Fic under the cut, don't repost my stuff on other platforms, i have ao3. Reader is not the traveller. Reader's adoptive sisters are Chasca and Chuychu.

"Mavuika?" you whispered, hearing her hum, clinging to her clothes as you buried your face in her neck. A sob escaped your mouth before you stop it, your lover holding you a little tighter as her ears picked up on the noise.

"I'm here, my darling," your achon cooed, pressing her lips to the crown of your head as you held onto her desperately.

"I've missed you." The words wouldn't escape your mouth without some force, your emotions getting the better of you thanks to your hormones, but Mavuika didn't know that.

"I've missed you too," she whispered, gently pulling you back so she could look you in the eye, as tears streamed down your face, "I'm sorry I've been so busy that you felt like you couldn't approach me."

Your heart fluttered, closing your eyes to lean into her touch as she cupped your face, "the Pilgrimage and the Night Warden Wars are more important..." you began, but Mavuika didn't respond. "Natlan needs you." Burying your face back into her neck after your archon wiped away your tears.

"You needed me, and still need me." Mavuika argued, but she knew deep down that you were right. She was the Pyro Archon... Natlan's people are her priority, but that includes you.

She could remember when she first met you, approaching the Scions of the Canopy to look for information on her family. Ancient names may have documented those warriors, but many people didn't receive them, yet still should be remembered.

"If you're looking for history from 500 years ago... your best chance is Chasca and Chuychu's younger sister. A wingless, but the drive to dig up as much history as possible has found many tribes a lot that was thought to be lost." Your Uncle Wayna advised the Pyro Archon, who thanked him for his help.

"Any idea where she could be found? Chasca is a peacekeeper, and Chuychu is a doctor, but..."

"Despite the sisters arguing against it, she moved out into her own place, plus... she's better with an outlander wing glider than with a qucusaur." Wayna explained, letting out a sigh, "there were rumours of her not even being from Natlan, but... she doesn't remember anything from before she was found and taken in by Chuychu's parents."

"I see..."

Mavuika kept this in mind as she approached you, spotting the intrigue but also sadness in your eyes when you caught sight of her. It was like you saw right through her walls, helping all you could to dig up information on her parents and younger sister.

"I hate that you'll never truly get to live. You ended your life early 500 years ago to be here, and then you'll sacrifice yourself for Natlan again if you need to... you'll never get to grow old, find love, have children and watch them grow up... you're so selfless, Mavuika. Natlan would get to live, but you wouldn't. You're so determined to save Natlan, but you don't want anyone to try save you." you confessed after many nights helping Mavuika with her plans.

She hadn't wanted to let you in, you weren't a warrior, (despite the training she had heard about from your sisters) or an ancient name bearer... You'd figured out too much just from your research, putting together the pieces to realise her sacrifices. Past, and future.

Maybe it was a moment of weakness, a moment of selfishness, that first kiss, that first touch, but Mavuika couldn't resist. She held back, hesistating as you frowned, realising why she had stopped.

"It's okay. I want to, not because you're Haborym, or Kiongozi... but Mavuika, so please..." that was all it took for Mavuika's restraint to be gone, leaning in to finally let her lips meet yours.

She could never have thought that that moment would have led to this. You, exhausted, crying in her arms as she held you close, wishing she had more time with you than less than a year.

"Please, don't go. I just... need to feel you a little longer," you began to beg as she shifted slightly, pulling you on top of her, until a squeak of pain escaped your lips.

"Did I-"

"No, no. It wasn't you, I'm just..." you hesitated, realising that you hadn't told her, "tender. I'll be fine..."

"Tender?" Mavuika's voice laced with confusion, her hands lingering at the hem of your shirt. However, she decided against asking to remove the cloth, instead resting her hands on your waist after you settled your head on her chest. "Are you injured?"

"I'll be okay, I'm not hurt. But, can we stay like this, just a little longer? I know you're really busy but..." Mavuika shushed you, holding you closer, as hands lingered under your shirt, drawing patterns on your skin.

Meanwhile, one of your hands lingered close to your belly, trying to be surreptitious but it helped you to self-soothe. Your other hand was a lot less calm however, holding onto Mavuika for dear life, like she would slip away any moment.

"I'm not going just yet. Even Archons need to sleep, my love." Pressing her lips to the crown of your head, her hand shifted, moving to hover over the hand on your stomach, causing a question to flicker in her mind.

Did you go to Chuychu about your sickness? If you did, what did your sister have to say? You seemed better, but the exhaustion, and the look Atea had on her face when she turned up at the People of the Springs, having just witnessed you and Mualani just leave...

Unfortunately, Mavuika couldn't ask you about it, hearing your breathing even out as sleep got its hold of you once again. A quiet sigh escaped her lips, appreciating your warmth as she closed her eyes and let sleep consume her too.

[alisonwritesimagines]

Two is Better Than One ~Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader x König Imagine~

Requested by anonymous:

Hi hi!! Can I please request something with Ghost and König with their gf who's like, kinda high maintenance and a crybaby? THANK YOU AND CONGRATS ON 5K

Summary: Both Ghost and König are back home to you. Even if you tend to be a little too much.

Author’s Note: When I tell you these men are so fine! I will literally let these men do anything to me. Also, why is this the only gif of them together? I'm hoping that the new Call of Duty game or at least the next one to follow the CoDMW2 (2022) will have more of König and Ghost together.

Reader’s Pronouns: She/Her

Warnings: polyamorous relationship, Ghost and König like each other romantically as well because why not, fluff with some angst in the end, praise kink in a way but nothing sexual

Side Note: This is a secondary blog. If you comment a question down below, I will not answer since this is not the main blog. Please send the question to my inbox if you want a response back!

Do not repost this anywhere!

Ghost and König can both agree one one thing. The two of them would do anything for you. Even if it meant having to go to McDonalds at the dead of night just to get fries or run to the nearest store for some ice cream. No matter what, they would do anything for you.

So when they came back home to you, they were happy to just have a quiet day together. You all were in the living room as you snuggled against König on the couch, watching TikToks on your phone. Ghost sat in the recliner chair as he watched the latest football match.

As Ghost watched the match and König slept soundly holding you, the two didn't miss the sound of you sobbing. König woke up quickly before looking over at you.

"What's wrong?" Ghost asked you.

"It's just a sad TikTok," you frowned as you sobbed. Ghost let out a sigh before walking over and taking your phone out of your hand.

"No more for you for now," Ghost said.

"Simon!" You whined.

"No buts. Be a good girl and just cuddle with König. And later, I'll hold you while you watch TikToks again," Ghost ordered. You nodded before turning to König.

Whenever you and your boyfriends would go out, the two tend to be more protective of you from any dangers. The other thing they also tend to do is having to keep you away from all the things you would want for no reason.

"König! Can I please have this plushie?" You asked him as you held up a cute cow Squishmallow.

"You already have a lot of plush toys, meine Liebe (my love)," König tells you.

"Bitte (please)," you pouted at him. You had been practicing a few German words to practice to communicate with König.

"Nein, meine Liebe (no, my love)," König answered.

"But König!"

"If König says no, he says no," Ghost tells you from behind. You jumped a little from Ghost startling you. You turned over and looked up at your other boyfriend.

You gave Ghost the puppy eyes with a pout. You clutched the stuff toy against your chest as you stared up at Ghost. He could see the tears begin to form in your eyes, still always questioning on how you was able to do that.

"If we get this for you, then you're going to have to pay the price later," Ghost tells you. You nodded at him before smiling up at him.

"König."

"Ja?"

"Make sure she doesn't stray away from us," Ghost tells König.

"Come here."

You held onto König before the two of you headed to the aisle with the items you actually needed.

The worst part when it comes to the two or even just one of them having to leave for a mission. Before you three became a throuple, you had met the two when you were still an active solider on duty. However, due to a mission gone wrong, you were honorably discharged. But luckily, you three kept in touch and became a throuple.

"Do you have to go?" You asked, already sobbing a little.

"I'll try to come home as soon as possible," Ghost tells you.

"But then if you leave, then König will have to leave at one point as well," you started to sob.

"Darling, the sooner we go, the sooner we are able to come back," Ghost assures you as he held you in his arms.

"Promise me you'll come home safe," you tell him as you held onto him tightly.

"I promise. I'll come back home to the two of you," Ghost said.

"Liebe, he needs to go," König said. You nodded before pulling away from Ghost. Ghost quickly lifted his mask up a little before leaning down to kiss you quickly on the lips. You kissed him back, tasting a little of your salty tears.

"I love you," you tell him.

"I love you too. I'll see you soon okay?"

"Okay," you nodded. Ghost pulled away before looking over at König before giving him a kiss as well.

König held onto you as you both watch Ghost leave your shared home. You looked up at König before he picked you up. You wrapped your arms around him as he pressed his forehead against yours.

"Let's go watch some movies and have cuddles. Okay?" König asked. You nodded before resting your head onto his shoulder as he carried you over to the living room.

[moraxsthrone]

itto x reader (fem)

wc:: 400+

warnings:: nsfw. mdni. face riding. overstim.

a/n:: huh. who knew arataki itto would push me out of my writing rut (for now at least). never would’ve guessed. it’s raining a fine lot of men, gods, and demons in the genshin fandom. a bitch will not go hungry in teyvat smh 😩😮‍💨 (reposted from @/kingdaddydaichi (mine))

you can barely make out the muffled sound of itto’s growls over your own mewls and whimpers as he eats your soul from your cunt. he takes deep breaths through his nose to keep from drowning in the mess of saliva and pussy juice that spills across his cheeks. the deep, guttural vibrations purring from his throat send you over the edge, gushing yet another coat of your creamy slick all over his face.

you’ve lost count of how many orgasms you’ve had since itto practically picked you up by your fleshy hips and sat you on his face. you doubt you even know how to count at all anymore as his black fingernails rake mindlessly over your shaky thighs. panting, you look down at the powerful oni, still slurping away with his magma-colored irises nearly overtaken by black, slitted pupils as he meets your gaze. he gives your clit a particularly hard tug between his lips, making you gasp between sobs. 

“i-itto…itto! baby, stop…s’too much!”

he lifts you away from his face just enough to lick his lips and speak. “c’mon, pretty girl,” he coos, his voice thick with lust. “your pussy tastes so, so good. mmm…wanna drink every last drop.” 

you shake your head, still trying to catch your breath when he flicks the tip of his tongue over your swollen bud, making you jerk away from him but your reflexes are no match for his beastly strength. he grips your ass, yanking your abused cunt right up against his mouth again. 

“itto, please…” you cry, your poor, sensitive clit throbbing. it feels like he could breathe on it and make you cum again. 

“please give me one more, angel. one more then i’ll stuff ya full of my cock,” he promises, rutting his hips, his hard length aching and leaking a puddle of pre onto the ash-white strip of hair beneath his navel.

“n-no…can’t,” you whine, slumping forward, barely able to hold yourself up any longer. “i can’t, itto…”

“yeah, ya can.” you swear you see fire flicker in his eyes when he glides his tongue across his fangs. “hold onto my horns, baby,” he says, pulling your weight onto his face again.

[eddieschains]

It Was Never Over

A/N: this is a repost from when i first started my blog

Part 1 Part 2

Word Count: 1.2k

TW// cheating, angst

“Steve…” He shakes his head as he exits the apartment, slamming the door on his way out.

“Shit.” Eddie mumbles. You hand Kelsey to him as you run after Steve.

“Steve! Wait!”

“What the fuck was that? I leave for 15 minutes and you’ve got your tongue down your exes throat?” He shuffles his way down the stairs, heading for his car.

“You don’t understand.” You cry, making your way down the stairs as well.

“What don’t I understand? I think I saw it pretty fucking clear.” He whips around to face you, and you can see the anger behind his eyes.

“Eddie and I were together for 3 years Steve. That’s his daughter. What was I supposed to do?” You practically whisper, somehow hoping your soft voice could calm him down a little bit.

“What were you supposed to do? I don’t know maybe not kiss him in OUR house.” His voice shakes with anger before he takes a deep breath, bringing himself back down. “Listen, I get that you were together for a long time and you have a kid but you’re with me now, right?”

“He kissed me first.” You try to explain.

“But you kissed him back, didn’t you?” He stares at you with wide eyes. Your silence is deafening. “Didn’t you?”

“I-“

“Forget it. I thought this time would be different, I thought you were different. Guess I was wrong.” He unlocks the car door, sitting inside of it. “You can bring my stuff back to Hawkins tomorrow. Have fun with Eddie.” He slams the door before reversing quickly out of the parking lot.

“STEVE!” You scream so loud it hurts. He doesn’t pay a passing glance before he’s speeding away.

You fall on your knees, mascara stained tears streaming down your face. This was your fault, you knew that. But you wish he could’ve given you another chance.

You sit on the sidewalk for what feels like hours, examining the tire marks in the parking lot before you feel footsteps approaching behind you.

“Hey darling.” You look up to see none other than Wayne Munson, extending a caring hand. You take it as he helps pull you back up on your feet.

You look at him for a moment before falling into his chest, not being able to control the sobs leaving your mouth. He wraps his arms around you, shushing you as he gently rubs in between your shoulder blades. “Come on honey, let’s get you inside.”

Wayne helps you up the stairs and into your apartment. Eddie is standing in the living room, bouncing your crying daughter in his arms.

“She woke up and just started crying. Not sure what’s wrong.” He says, continuing to shush and bounce her.

“She’s probably hungry.” You sniffle, your voice hoarse from your deafening sobs. You grab her from him and take a seat on the couch. “Could you hand me that blanket? Don’t wanna have my tits out in front of your uncle.”

Wayne chuckles as Eddie hands you the blanket, laying it over your shoulders. Wayne takes a seat in the recliner across from the couch as Eddie sits next to you, rubbing a comforting hand on your thigh.

“So that’s you and that boys kid?” Wayne asks, triggering more tears from you. “Hey it’s okay, you can always take him to court and get child support.”

“Wayne…” Eddie stops him. He has a confused look on his face, trying to read the room but not understanding.

“Uhm this… this is…” You try to explain, but your tears stop you. You look down at Kelsey to see she’s done feeding and has fallen asleep once again. You fix your shirt and lay the blanket on the arm of the couch.

“Wayne, this is Kelsey. My daughter.” Eddie speaks for you. Wayne’s eyes open so wide you were surprised they didn’t pop out.

“Your… daughter? What- when- how…” Eddie chuckles, looking down at Kelsey.

“Can he?” He asks you. You nod, handing Kelsey to Eddie who in turn places her in Wayne’s arms. “I just found out today.”

“Holy-“ Wayne slaps a hand up to his mouth to stop himself from saying the next word. You laugh, wiping your tears away.

“I found out after Eddie moved. I know I should’ve told him or you even… but I just didn’t know what to do I guess.” You explain. Wayne can’t take his eyes off her. Bathing in her beauty.

“So that boy…” He looks up, softening his face not wanting to make you cry again.

“That was Steve. My… my boyfriend. We moved here together but… I don’t know.” Your brain is still a bit scrambled from what just happened, trying to figure out your next move.

“You wanna tell me what happened? What made him leave in such a hurry?” You sigh, looking at Eddie.

“Uh he walked in on me and Eddie. Kissing.” You stand up to get a drink, your throat dry from all the screaming and crying.

“I see.”

“It’s my fault. I know it is. But I… I don’t know what to do now. This day is just one big fuck fest.” You sigh, placing your hands on the counter as you fill your glass.

“Well how about we lay this little angel down and me and Ed can help you unpack a bit. At least give you something to sleep in tonight, and we can help you figure it all out tomorrow. How’s that sound?” Wayne proposes. Eddie walks to the kitchen to join you, rubbing your shoulder as you chug your glass of water.

“You guys don’t have to do that. I don’t want to bother you guys.” You reason.

“Honey, it’s the least we could do. You’ve gone through a lot today, let us help you.” Eddie replies. You nod as he pulls you in for a hug.

-

“All set for tonight at least. I’ll let you get some rest now. I’ll come check on you tomorrow morning and we can try to figure out what to do from here, okay?” Wayne says, folding down the last box and placing it on the kitchen counter.

“Thank you Wayne. I really appreciate it.” He smiles before pulling you in for another hug, one that you didn’t want to pull away from. He always made you feel like one of his own, and you were so glad he was here again.

“Don’t worry about it darling. Eddie, you staying at my place tonight?” Eddie turns to you, looking at the emptiness in your eyes.

“I think i’ll stay here, if that’s okay with you.” He asks looking at you, and you give a soft smile and nod. Wayne smiles before making his way to Kelsey, giving her one last look before leaving.

You change Kelsey into her night pajamas before placing her in her crib for the night. You plop down on the couch, a heavy sigh leaving your lips. Eddie sits next to you, wrapping his arms around you to pull you into his chest.

“When do you go back to LA?” You ask, wrapping your arms around him as well.

“I only signed a 6 month lease. I don’t have to go back. Was thinking of getting a place here. Wayne said he could get me a job at the auto shop.” He says, rubbing your back.

“Well there’s a vacancy in this apartment.” He chuckles, placing a kiss on top of your head. You lift your head from his chest to look up at him.

“Please don’t leave me again.”

“Never.”

[saikoucorps]

general pact headcanon?

(I'm not normal about Bane, please I need content I'm dying like a shriveled leaf) /not forced

eakksks I LOVE BANE. I decided to do Harley, John, Freeze, and Bane for this, but it has some mentions of Bruce, Riddler, and Catwoman :3

:ఌ¨GENERAL PACT HEADCANONS !!

♱ sfw ┆ the pact ┆ telltale batman ♱

BANE :

Has a little question mark shaped brooche/tie pin he keeps. Especially after Riddlers death.

He thinks very highly about most of the pact members, mainly Harley. He sees her as capable, but that is mostly all. Loyalty can be rare with her, and he doesn't agree with anything she does.

He may be a criminal, but he cares for the people around him. Including his men. (unless they are proven unloyal..)

Has a soft spot for small animals, kittens specifically.

Most of his tattoos were done by himself, he learned how in Piña Duro Penitentiary.

HARLEY :

While she seems to make fun of everyone, Catwoman was one of the few people she trusted and thought of on a similar level.

She admires certain people for being more "collective" than her. Like Bruce for example, at some point she believes he isn't the mole, and says he "isn't as rotten as the rest of them"

Used to make jokes with her patients, and once got scolded for being too "un-serious"

Oswald tried to bribe her to let him free during her time in Arkham.

Finds interest in fashion design. Designed her clothes, and hand made them.

MR FREEZE :

He's slowly forgetting Nora's voice.

Dad jokes. John tried to joke around with him before, due to everyone else being very serious, and ended up having the worst jokes ever. John rarely spoke to him after that.

Hates clutter of any sort. Basically borderline OCD.. he gers mad at Bane for having a very crowded area at times.

Literally can't shower. He freaking stinks, so he'll spray cologne on his suit. If he ever took it off though it'd be deadly..

Can't remember anyone's names sometime. He either mixes them up or calls people a whole new name completely. He once called Harley, Hailey...??

JOHN DOE :

Can't match his clothes for shit. He thinks certain pieces matching make him look to "proper".. (though it also is a symbolism for how crazy he is)

Uses every text emoji possible. Including kaomojis. Will text using :3, :D, >_<, :), etc unironically.

Always texts Bruce the randomest stuff. Bruce doesn't want to mute his texts.. but he does think about it a lot.

Resorts to violence when someone doesn't agree with his opinion. Yet he sobs during movies for stupid reasons.

Posts fight videos he records on Twitter and Instagram. No one knows it's him except Bruce. Bruce only knows because he saw his fight with Willy on there.

taglist ┆ @hannibalhhusband @zackfairscumslut @beautifulsweetsdelusion

©@ saikoucorps 2024 — do not plagiarise, repost, modify, or translate any of my work, in any way.. i will ram your booty if you do. all work belongs to me, the one and only, zero !!

[hopeluna-archived]

I gotta send it back ( ꒪Д꒪)ノ Mc used to be a god, but even immortals can be killed. They now reincarnated as a human & racing with time to grasp the divine power once belong to them. Merry soon christmas bc my final exams will be performed during western holiday *sob*

Obey Me! + MC who used to be a god

⊹˚.⋆ A/N: so here you go, me just exploring the idea in a little headcanon?? I really don't know what to call this imao. Also merry soon christmas!! and good luck on your exams anon, i'm sure you'll do well <3

⊹˚.⋆ Characters: The brothers x gn!reader

M.list

I feel like Lucifer and Diavolo, while choosing people for the exchange program, might have overlooked the fact that MC used to be god and when they arrive at Devildom, Barbatos is the first one to observe a odd air around them. But after MC telling them of their situation,

Lucifer would likely be the most doubtful out of everyone, hesitant to believe MC. But after some heavy background research, Lucifer will come around to the fact that maybe MC isn't lying about themselves.

Mammon is shocked and also very confused. You probably have to explain it to him A LOT. But he is actually impressed, like he already liked you (not that he would admit it) but the fact that you used to be a god? He thinks you're the coolest person ever.

Levi is immediately launching into theories and how he's seen this happen one too many times in anime plot lines. He will bombard you with solutions on how you could get back the power that once belonged to you and who knows maybe one of them will work?

Satan is curious. Curious to know more about your past and help you find a way to grasp the power you had. The way Satan researches about this stuff, it feels like he's more desperate than you are to get your power back. Levi and him definitely team up to bring up theories about this every week.

Asmo is also, like Satan, curious. Maybe not too that extent but he always wants to hear you talk about how your life was like when you were god, eagerly soaking up every detail from your stories.

Beel is just kinda...chill with it?? When you tell him, he just goes "okay cool" and offers you some of the pie he was eating. Truthfully, it doesn't really matter to him what you were, he thought you were cool before and he still thinks that now, nothing's changed.

Belphie is, similarly to Lucifer, doubtful of the truth and given his history with certain gods, he's also cautious. But once he realizes that you do not mean any harm, he relaxes.

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Comments and reblogs are appreciated!! Do not repost or claim as yours though, its not cool.

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

Ooo omg can you show them?🙏 No pressure tho

Sure can~! <3 I posted about it before (first and second), so I'm just going to repost those pictures again ajklfdjs TT0TT Here you go~! :3c (featuring Korra and some other stuff from my Avatar collection)

And then here's Rangi with armor based off the novel's look (rather than Generations or the RPG guide):

I know Kyoshi's skin isn't dark nor freckled. *sobs* There's not a lot of options when it comes to Nendoroids and I haven't gotten around to using the custom face shop thingy u_u (that custom face thingy is...a whole ass ordeal esp with importing so....it's on the back burner for now TT0TT)

I might say screw it and slap Korra's avatar state face on her instead, at least I don't have to worry about eye color!

[noowayybroo]

Hi guys so I am making stuff!!

On Etsy!!!

Specifically squishies, and maybe some more grown up things one day...

I sell:

things like Headcrabs, Antlion Grubs, Paws and Hearts.

I WILL sell:

things like Albert Wesker, brains, pumpkins and TF2 Breads!

The image of the headcrab is actually from my only sale so far and I'm really grateful for their absolutely neat photography skills and kind words!!!

It would mean a lot if you could take a look and stay tuned, and maybe buy something if you're interested!

Please let me know if you're interested in anything you can't see in the shop! I'm happy to make it if you're looking to buy it!

Also, sorry I stopped writing, I kinda traded hobbies.

I calculate costs as fairly and cheaply as I can. I'm based in the UK so shipping there should be cheaper. The prices shown are just enough to make up for the resources I spent on the product you buy, and that's only if enough of each product are bought, so buying anything really does me a huge favour! I'll be very grateful!

Edit: Thanks for all the reposts and likes/???? You guys are so cool ily :sob:

[aimportantdragoncollector]

For the ask game, a writer AU, where the first three holders are all fanfic writers with a Tumblr.

Yoichi writes happy fluffy stuff, always responds to comments, and posts/reposts a lot of memes and wholesome stuff.

Second writes the most angsty ugly-sobbing, you'll lie awake and cry for days as your heart breaks, bad-ending angst and nothing else. No author's notes, no comments, no posts, except for the newest chapter of his fics.

Third writes fix-it fics and only responds to comments if they have a question. He posts/reposts analysis's and criticizations of the manga they all write for.

Captain Hero.

One day, a mutual friend asks if they could work together to write a fic for his birthday...

Aside: Anon clarified that they meant Yoichi reblogs not reposts. Yoichi is a heroic type who would never steal content.

HAHAHA this is amazing and I love it. You picked the perfect wheelhouses for all of them.

FYI, this is a no quirks AU so Yoichi's biggest problems with his brother are how he keeps using the last toilet paper without replacing it and how he insists on being called by his made-up chuunibyou name.

Yoichi is a huge fan of Third but hates Second's writing for killing off Captain Hero twice. Second is a huge fan of Yoichi's writing but too shy to ever comment, and he disagrees with a lot of Third's criticisms of Captain Hero. Third adores Second's writing and has written multiple fix-its inspired by his angsty content, but finds Yoichi too sappy. Basically there is a complete circle of love-hate going on here. Each of the three of them agree for a chance to work with their favorite author while planning to tolerate the other one.

The friend they're writing a gift for is actually All for One. None of them know this, including Yoichi, because All for One has two fanfiction accounts--one he just uses to torment his brother and his real account. However All for One does know his brother's account. All for One is famous for writing brilliant toxic relationships though he's confused by the comments on what he thinks are his fluffy fics. Also All for One lied about his birthday to get a fic out of his favorite authors and his brother. Thus Yoichi wouldn't guess by the date.

While working on the fic, the three of them get to talking about all kinds of other cartoons and become friends. Yoichi suggests meeting up in person to talk about their fic but actually because he wants to meet them. They hit it off right away and they're dating by the time they finish writing.

All for One loves their gift. No one tell him that he accidentally set his brother up with his super-annoying boyfriends, or he might decide to become a supervillain over it.

(Reminder that all of these are free to use in my Three Weeks of Trioholders event.)

[revelale]

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is. Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing! Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together. Credits to Neffi.

Name: lilly!

Pronouns: they/them.

Birthday (no year): april 4th.

Where are you from? What is your time zone? pst (gmt-8).

How long is your roleplay experience? well, i started when i was eight, so twenty? years now? embarrassing for me.

How were you introduced to roleplaying as a whole? neopets, LMFAO.

How were you introduced to TOA? i'd just finished up the gd route for 3h when chuu, an old member, posted about a fe group on twitter. so, i dmed her and then asked about it and then delusionally manifested a blog and url in like roughly 8 hours. fun fact: prior to that, i'd only ever played one canon, lol!

Do you have any pets? yes, my awful little dog.

What is your favorite time of year and why? (Season, holiday, general period) wiiiiinter. it rains the most and i can just get jackets to be warm if it's too cold.

What is your IRL occupation? used to be a journalist, now i'm? in product development for stationery, lol.

Some interests and things you like/enjoy? mostly handicraft stuff? i like building lego sets, assembling dioramas, doing puzzles. i started learning how to crochet yesterday! i'm very bad at it!

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? mostly jrpgs, but lots of puzzle-y indie games. i started playing sea of stars reeeecently, but haven't gotten very far on it. a metric ton of otomes, lmao.

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: dragon, and dragonite! close runners up are bewear and ludicolo, lmfao.

Tell us some funfacts and trivia about yourself! i jokingly mumble "i'm thinking miku miku oo ee oo" when i'm struggling, but so my brother took that as "i really like hatsune miku" and now i have four figurines of miku just spread out in my room. i fear every time he goes to round one because i will just have another one.

How did you get into Fire Emblem? an old friend of mine told me to give awakening a try because she thought i'd like that i could date people, lmfao. it worked. NJKLRENGJKLRGR.

What Fire Emblem games have you played? eeeeverything post-awakening, short of three hopes. i also gave sacred stones a try and then got intensely mad when tana kept dying, so i stopped.

First & Favorite Fire Emblem games: awakening, then rrrr. i haven't touched one in a while, so i actually couldn't really say.

List your 5 favorite Fire Emblem characters across the series! inigo, fogado, hubert (toa pilled)—this is where i admit i don't actually have any favorites in game, but i do in toa, lmao.

Who was the first character ever to make you go “ooh I like this one in particular” and why? Can be any context and reason! sobbing, i don't have any. I'M A SHAM.

Any Fire Emblem crushes? 😳 naur, but i one day wish to experience chasing the high everyone else does.

If you’ve played (or are familiar with) the following games, who was your first S support? Who would you S support nowadays? - Awakening: chrom by curse, but olivia. - Fates: inigo. PARDON ME, LAZZY. tttheeen, idk. kaze. lmao. - Three Houses: claude...... and sylvain now. i love a man that's all red flags. it's a parade, not a warning! - Engage: pandreo................. still pandreo.

Favorite Fire Emblem class? PEGAKNIGHT SUPREMACY.

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class and stats? Would you be playable? in my greatest delusions, i'd be an armored tank unit, but the reality is i'm probably the villager hiding in their house after you swung by to let me know something was coming to murk me/us.

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? golden deer, lmao. i just like their vibe.

If you were an Officers Academy student, what would be your boons, banes and potential budding talent? wwww, i actually started doing archery recently and i'm not bad at it, so i think probably something in that vein for a boon ....... i'm also weirdly strong, so maybe gauntlets? lmfao. everything else is what i'd be bad at, rifp. an athletic creature i am not.

If you were an Engage character, which nation would you originate from? probably firene. it'd make sense for my name to be lilly, eh.

How do you pronounce TOA? 🤔t-o-a, lmao.

Current TOA muses: shiro & pandreo!

Past TOA muses? cynthia, shigure, lon-qu, constance, bylad, kiragi, kinu—i forget all the other ones if any, oops.

Who was your first TOA muse? If you no longer have them, can you see yourself picking them up again? cynthia! and maybe? lmao, she's evolved so much past her baseline in my head that i think it'd actually be quite difficult to pick her up again, but she also has such incredible capacity for interesting relationships.

Do you believe you have a type of character you gravitate towards writing? clown, usually with depression.

Do you have characters or types of characters you don’t think you can handle writing, but wish you could? oooof, really calculating and intellectual types! i'm not very good at it and my style of writing doesn't super lend itself to that because i tend to spell out their every thought, lmao. the only reason i could write constance is because she was simultaneously the smartest and stupidest person in the room at any given time.

What kind of scenes, situations etc do you believe you enjoy writing the most? oh, i'm a comedy relief writer first and foremost. any situation where i can put people into a yes-and context is fun for me. but, i am realizing i do really enjoy dramatic scenes too for character study and exploration.

Do you have any scenario in mind for your muse(s) that gets you thinking “man I hope I get to write this one day”? nnnnnot right now. i find that most of the spiciest moments i recall are ones that just happen by circumstance instead of planning.

Favorite TOA-related memories? on chapril, i got the mods and everyone else to change to chad icons when a new member abruptly showed up and i died laughing.

Present or past tense? present! past? i do both. king of tense changes that make no sense.

Normal size text, small text, no preference? no preference. i just use small text because i like lookin' at it.

Got any potential muse delusions to share? 😉 if i entertain it for even a second, i will have to make the blog right now and i don't have time for that but god i want to.

[hunters-vigil]

The Archon's Baby - Chapter 6 - Sisters

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request from ao3: Make one where they have a child but the female character doesn't tell Mavuika that she is expecting a child and distances herself from Mavuika please 🙏🙏

Fic under the cut, don't repost my stuff on other platforms, i have ao3. Reader is not the traveller. Reader's adoptive sisters are Chasca and Chuychu.

warnings: warnings: pregnancy, pregnancy symptoms, empty threats about castration, implied trans!Mavuika, arguments, a lot of crying.

Chasca raised an eyebrow, while Chuychu passed you the vitamins you needed to take, reminding you very much of the good sister bad sister routine your sisters would use when you were all younger.

"The mother of my child." You stated, folding your arms as your sisters moved to stand up, "She's long gone, so you can't try cutting any balls off, Chasca."

"You heard me when I said that?" Chasca's face fell at the defensive look on yours, "you know I wouldn't. I was angry about your... condition and upset that you didn't trust me or Chuychu enough to tell us you were in a relationship."

"It wasn't about trust. I trust you both with my life, you're my sisters and I love you. But my relationship... it's complicated. We kept it from everyone until I was ready, and she was okay with that, because the moment people find out, everything changes..." you trailed off, fighting the urge to run your hand over your belly. Lucky for you, you were not showing yet.

"Why would everything change? Only the elders might be bothered that you two aren't married-" Chasca frowned but Chuychu kicked her in the shin to quieten her, watching you carefully as you took your vitamins.

"Chasca... think about it. A pyro user, and everything would change the moment people found out she was courting one of her people, let alone impregnated her."

"Chuychu, did you have to word it like that?" your face burned with enough heat that you could have had a pyro vision.

"Wait, what are you saying- oh, archons..." Chasca paused, looking between Chuychu, then you, as her eyes widened in realisation. "You're with our archon."

"Shush! Please! Please..." you begged, your voice cracking as your sisters figured out everything.

"I need to prepare for the Pilgrimage." Chasca stood up to leave, not looking back as she held back her emotions.

"Chasca!" you held back your sobs, remembering momentarily that you three were in public, but your hormones and emotions threw that out the window, "Chuychu?"

"She just needs to blow off steam. I'm going to check on her so she doesn't take it out on some innocent civillian, or you. You don't need that stress, okay?" Chuychu moved to stand up, leaning in to kiss your forehead, "I'm not mad at you, I can see why you hid this, and I will admit that it hurts but, I love you, little one. I'll come find you once I know our older sister has calmed down, and not tried to castrate the archon..."

Chuychu said the last bit more to herself than to you, following in Chasca's footsteps as you sat at the table with your head in your hands.

"I don't think I've seen you three have a fight like that in years." The sound of heels on the floor approached you, but you couldn't remove your hands from your face, trying to hide your tears but clearly failing.

Xilonen let out a soft sigh, her hand gently rubbing your trembling back, "whatever you three fought over... you'll resolve it between yourselves, you know that, right sweetheart?"

A wet laugh made the ancient name forger's ears twitch, "I doubt it. They're really mad... Chasca's supposed to be a peacekeeper but when it comes to family... our parents are going to be mad too when they find out everything."

"It's that bad that talking to them won't work?" Xilonen frowned, thinking to herself for a moment, "how about I get us some xocoatl and you can gather your thoughts? Or maybe some tatacos?"

"Ugh, archons no, just thinking of shrimp makes me want to vomit!" you held back a gag, much to Xilonen's confusion.

"I thought you loved tatacos, your sisters used to bribe you with them as a kid?"

"Um, it's complicated," feeling your face burn and eyes water at having to try explain, "but I can't eat fish or shrimp anyway now so... just xocoatl please. I can give you some mora-"

"I've got it sweetheart, don't worry about it." Xilonen dismissed you, not seeing how your nose crinkled up at the pet name, reminding you of your parents, who you had yet to tell about Mavuika or your pregnancy. Although, they may have suspected something, with how that family dinner went the day that you found out your results...

Your hands trembled as you cradled the mug of xocoatl between them, avoiding Xilonen's gaze but the woman didn't seem to be so bothered by your lack of talking. In fact, she looked like all she wanted was a nap, especially the level of alertness in her eyes or lack thereof suggesting it.

"Are... you okay?" you whispered, bringing the mug up to your lips to sip on.

"I probably should be asking you that," the smith passed you a serviette for a tissue, "but that would probably make you cry again, so I'd rather not. Me though? I'm alright, just wondering about the potted plant on my porch. It died again, I was watering it every day but, I guess that was too much?"

"Probably. Plants can be temperamental, too much water, too little water, too much sunlight, too little sunlight." You shrugged, not admitting that a saurian that Chasca had been fostering at Ifa's had eaten your plants so you gave up growing any a while back. Instead, your focus was on the life growing inside of you.

"Ugh, I guess gardening requires quite a bit of luck." Xilonen grumbled, folding her arms, leaning back in her chair in thought.

"Be right back..." you mumbled, hurrying off to go to the bathroom, much to Xilonen's momentary confusion.

"Sorry, sorry... I'm back!" you chewed your lip as you returned to your seat, hoping that you wouldn't need to pee again during your conversation, "um, so the Pilgrimage is this week, are you looking forward to it?"

Xilonen let out a yawn, "I can't wait for it to be over and people stop trying to ask me for last minute commissions." The smith's ears perked up as she looked at you properly, "speaking of comissions. How was that weapon I made for you?"

Your eyes widened at the unexpected question, stumbling over your thoughts as you tried to come up with an answer. How could you tell her that your sisters had confiscated it not long after finding out you were pregnant? Chasca had been helping you train with it, and Mavuika had tried, being somewhat successful, but the two of you often ended up too distracted by each other...

"Okay, what happened to it?"

"My sisters took it. They stopped my training sessions after finding out about... my condition." You hesitated before finally telling the ancient name bearer the truth, or well, a vague version of it. Chuychu still wasn't back yet, was she still trying to calm Chasca down?

"Your condition? Right?" Xilonen hummed, not entirely sure what you were taking about, "is it serious? Do you need anything from me?"

"It's too early to commission you to help with a nurs-anything, help with anything, so just, thank you for the offer!" you caught your slip up, but Xilonen did too as her ears twitched, taking a moment to realise.

"Oh, uh, well, you know where to find me when you do, okay, sweetheart? I should get going, I have a meeting with the archon, it's probably about her needing another set of sunglasses forging... again!" Xilonen gently petted your head as she hurried away, leaving you to frown slightly.

"Why does everyone keep petting my head?"

[blaiddllodi]

TOA Anniversary Munday

Celebrating TOA and the people who contribute to make our group what it is.

Repost, don't reblog. Only fill in what you feel comfortable sharing!

Happy anniversary, TOA! Here's to many more years spent together.

(Previous answers here on Raven's blog. Thanks for putting this together Neffi!)

Name: tches!

Pronouns: she/they

Birthday (no year): 22 Dec

Where are you from? What is your time zone? From Germany, but I live in Colorado

How long is your roleplay experience? A few years in 2005, and now my tenure here

How were you introduced to roleplaying as a whole? Uhhhhh probably Yahoo chatrooms if I'm honest, but I spent most of my time in Livejournal communities

How were you introduced to TOA? I found it scrolling the Raven tag and I saw mirae's drop. Didn't join at this time. Then Elf advertised in a mutual server and I was like Hm. Maybe I will.

Do you have any pets? The server knows my beloved Coriander my baby my light my heart. I also live with two GSDs, Ursa and Solo.

What is your favorite time of year and why? (Season, holiday, general period) I love you winter, I love you snow, I love you December, I love you.

What is your IRL occupation? Handwaves IT. I'm helpdesk at my current place, but I've begun learning network infrastructure stuff recently.

Some interests and things you like/enjoy? I like languages and history, esp Meiji Japan and Mughal India. I used to be a lot more active, and I still generally enjoy yoga and rock climbing, but I've accrued some injuries which prevent me from doing this as much as I'd like. Sadge.

What non-Fire Emblem games do you play? Final Fantasy, Pokemon, Ace Attorney, Assassin's Creed, Dragon Age, Bloodborne, Witcher, Kingdom Hearts.

Favorite Pokemon type & Pokemon: Ice or Dragon I think; and Gyarados my beloved my friend my partner (although Delibird is a very close second I love that little dude)

Tell us some funfacts and trivia about yourself! (Optional bonus challenge: if you filled this out last year, try not to repeat what you said back then!) One time a drunk driver scraped my ex-husband's car pulling out of the bar and while he was so flabbergasted that it had happened, me and a friend who had just gotten out of the Navy broke into a sprint to chase the girl down for three blocks before she left the neighborhood.

How did you get into Fire Emblem? My father and I were in the PX and I grabbed Blazing because it had just come to the States and it looked interesting.

What Fire Emblem games have you played? All but Archanea and Tellius. I started Path of Radiance, and put it down at chapter 15 when I got busy. I'll pick it back up again I promise :sob:

First & Favorite Fire Emblem games: First is Blazing and favorite is...probably Blazing still. Elibe is just home to me. I really really like Three Houses and Shadows of Valentia though.

List your 5 favorite Fire Emblem characters across the series! Oh gosh. Raven number one forever, and Dima and Berkut are up there. I'll list five who aren't my roster, in no particular order: Hubert, Hector, Lyon, Priscilla, Lachesis.

Who was the first character ever to make you go “ooh I like this one in particular” and why? Can be any context and reason! Wil. Wil was my first favorite, followed by Matthew. I genuinely loved them so so much my first playthrough I gave them everything.

Any Fire Emblem crushes? 😳 Jeralt can still get it.

If you’ve played (or are familiar with) the following games, who was your first S support? Who would you S support nowadays?- Awakening: Another accidental Chrom victim - probably Lonk or Freddie Fates: I genuinely don't remember if it was Kaze or Jakob - Probably still Kaze Three Houses: Claude - Hubert is my favorite S support he's really good Engage: I literally hard swerved from Diamant the moment Pandreo came on screen I don't think anyone's taking his crown.

Favorite Fire Emblem class? I just really like the Merc-Hero line ����But I also love wyverns

If you were a Fire Emblem character, what would be your class and stats? Would you be playable? Infantry sword. I hate to say I'd be a Navarre archetype but I honestly probably would be. Middling strength and con but workable with attention, decent speed, absolutely ridiculous crit stat. Surprisingly high resistance. I'd be a good candidate for Dancer or Mortal Savant.

If you were a Three Houses character, what would be your affiliation? Unaffiliated civilian, but can be swayed to join a cause after some effort. I tend to keep myself a bit at arms length, and it can be difficult sometimes to get my genuine loyalty.

If you were an Officers Academy student, what would be your boons, banes and potential budding talent? Boons: Sword, Bow Bane: Flying Budding Talent: Heavy Armor

If you were an Engage character, which nation would you originate from? No lie, probably Brodia. My family is full of soldiers on all sides

How do you pronounce TOA? 🤔(separate letters, to-ah, other?) Depends on the flow of the sentence. Sometimes toe-ah, sometimes T-O-A

Current TOA muses: Raven, Dimitri, Berkut

Past TOA muses? Sigurd, Igrene, Saber, Petra, Beowolf, Lyn

Who was your first TOA muse? If you no longer have them, can you see yourself picking them up again? Raven my heart my forever. If he hasn't been pried from my grasp for the last twenty years, I can't imagine what might.

Do you believe you have a type of character you gravitate towards writing? I like it when grief and love carve someone into a weapon. I love rage and deep, boundless sorrow. And I occasionally like when they get a little slutty, I'm not a monster.

Do you have characters or types of characters you don’t think you can handle writing, but wish you could? 🤔Hard to say. I like to think my range is pretty good. I've been writing for long enough that I don't really wish - I just do it. I think anyone could write anyone if they genuinely put their heart into it.

What kind of scenes, situations etc do you believe you enjoy writing the most? I like when the narrator is a little unreliable. I like when there's so much emotion that everything becomes just a little bit fuzzy an indistinct, like they're suddenly underwater and haven't realized they're drowning. I like when the narrative is circular and I can call back five posts, or when I can bookend things - dramatic irony my beloved. I love miscommunication, especially when one person takes something and runs with it (RIP Sigurd you were the king of this and your never-shuts-up).

Do you have any scenario in mind for your muse(s) that gets you thinking “man I hope I get to write this one day”? I've been in an AU mood lately. I want more AUs - coffeeshop AU, horror movie tropes AU, cross-fiction AU. There was an idea that I had that I'd like to build up a bit more that I may drop a call for 🙊

Favorite TOA-related memories? All of Raven's threads with elysia's Priscilla and kanoesa's Lucius 🤲I hold them like this. And unrelated to my muses I to this day can't get over And Now All Of TOA Knows You Tried To Kill Ryoma.

Present or past tense? Past. I use present tense pretty sparingly, and almost exclusively for one-off asks. Feels weird though.

Normal size text, small text, no preference? No preference. I use normal size out of laziness. The most formatting you'll get from me is italics for emphasis or for thought patterns.

Got any potential muse delusions to share? 😉 One day I will app Sommie and everyone will have a heart attack. You think I'm joking? You think this is a game?

[the-doomed-witch]

21 with wanda x reader with wanda being insecure about her body after having the twins and is insecure about her stretch marks and all that but reader reassures she’s perfect and kisses them

✦ When You’re With Me, No Judgement

Wanda Maximoff x GenderNeutral!Reader

Prompt:

21. Having your lover list everything they’re insecure about, and responding with gentle caresses, kisses, and compliments about those areas

Warnings: 18+ MDNI (general), fluff, bodily insecurities (specifically post-pregnancy), not proofread

Author’s Note: hello anon, sorry that your request took quite a while, i have been having some stuff going on so yeah :( but this request made me so happy, thank you very much! i hope i did your request justice <3 (let’s just say this is an AU where agatha doesn’t mess w the twins🥲)

Masterlist

YOU ARE NOT PERMITTED TO REPOST OR COPY MY WORK.

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“Wanda! What a pleasure! Your sons look perfectly healthy for an outing today. Why don’t you take them out to the beach?”

Wanda's face gets tense. “No Agatha, I think they’re just fine at home. Besides, they might even eat up the sand. It isn’t safe.”

“You haven’t even stepped out since you gave birth to them. Are you sure you don’t need a nice day out? You could go out with Y/N, and I can take care of Tommy and Billy.”

“Thank you, but it’s really fine by me. I’m too exhausted anyways. I would rather prefer having some sleep.”

“At your service madam. I’m gonna take care of the babies today, you can have a day to rest all by yourself” Agatha concluded the conversation, not allowing Wanda to deny her.

You heard the entire conversation and felt quite unsure about Wanda’s new obsession with staying home at all costs. For the first few months, you thought they were just hormones, but it was starting to get concerning. Besides, Wanda and you had your special memories related to the beach.

Once Wanda packed all the important stuff for Billy and Tommy, and sent off Agatha for the afternoon, you grab her by the waist. “Hey, sweetheart.”

“I’m sorry detka I don’t feel quite… well right now. My head is really fuzzy. I’m really sorry Y/N.” And she walks away. You immediately sense something has been on her mind since the past few weeks.

You find her upstairs, in the bedroom. She was laying on the bed, tilted to the other side, clutching her body close. You go and lay down next to her, hugging her from behind. “Penny for your thoughts, my love?”

“I don’t feel like talking right now Y/N.”

“Tell me what’s wrong Wanda. I’m sure we can work it out, it’ll get better!”

“No Y/N. I tried everything, but nothing has been effective or helpful in the slightest.” She turns towards you, burying her head in your embrace. “It’s okay, baby. You can talk to me, you know you can.” you rub her back to give her some comfort.

“I can’t- Y/N, giving birth to the boys has given me stretch marks. Lots of them. All over my body. Stomach, thighs, arms. I just cannot wear anything that shows my body even a little bit. I’ve been so insecure!”

“Oh baby, it’s okay. Stretch marks are normal. Don’t let their standards define you. I don’t want to force you to feel beautiful all the time. But feel like you are yourself. These marks - they prove how loving of a mother you are, how you carried the babies for months, took care of them.”

“You’re right, I know that you are. But I cannot stop feeling so left out. My body has bloated and I feel so uncomfortable about it.” She breaks a sob and it makes you want to cry. You stop yourself from doing so, because you feel the need to help Wanda feel better first.

“Take off your shirt, will you, love? Can I see them?”

For a moment, she hesitates, but takes off her multiple layers of shirts, till she’s wearing only her bra. You look at her with deep affection in your eyes. The stretch marks don’t change the fact that she’s a sight for the sore eyes, not that they carry any negative effects.

You let her lie down on the bed again, and climb on the top of her. Holding her hands in your hand, you softly ask her, “Tell me all the places where you cannot love yourself, and I will extol them for you.” and kiss her hands.

She pulls you down for an intense kiss. The emotions were much more raw than the moment you both were having.

Leaving a trail down her outline, you reach the waist. “You are extraordinary, Wanda. I love you so much.” You begin planting kisses on her stretch marks, telling her how powerful they make her look. Wanda’s eyes shut themselves, her breathing strained. You can feel her anxiety lingering under you, so you place a warm hand on her chest to help her calm down.

She holds you gently by your nape and kisses you again, leaving no scope for breathing this time. “Thank you detka, you make me happy in ways I cannot even imagine telling you. I love you endlessly.”

[jazzthatonewriterchick]

Lovers & Friends (18+ Fic)

Pairing: Keigo Takami x Black!Fem!Reader (Friends to Lovers)

Synopsis: In which you and Keigo have begun to realize the strange new feelings you both have for each other after one drunken night at a close friend’s wedding that ends with you in his bed, but because of your longtime friendship and committed relationships with other people, you’re more than happy to forget that night even happened and keep your mutual feelings in the dark…for now, at least. 

Story Warnings: Smutty Smut; 18+ (MINORS GET AWAY); Cheating/Infidelity; Mating; Light Degradation; Spanking; Exhibitionism; Multiple Positions; Creampie; Unprotected PIV Sex; Facial; Scent Play; Marking; Spitting; Deepthroating; Cunnilingus; Begging; Edgeplay; Power Play; Wing-Stroking; Daddy Kink; Some Angst; Hurt/Comfort; Mild Violence

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters mentioned in this fic. However, as this is my writing, I do not give permission for my work to be reposted on any other sites that are not from my own accounts. Thank you!

Writer's Note: I'll be posting the last 2 chapters for this fic next weekend (probably next Friday since I had to work the Friday that just passed). I'm so excited!! I'll also be posting some stuff for the holidays soon. Love y'all & thank you always for the support!! -Jazz

Chapters: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twelve. Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty. Bonus Chapter.

Read on AO3 here!

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Chapter Seventeen: Facing the Music.

The only sounds as you venture deeper down the hallway are the click of your heels across the tiled floor and your soft sobs that you try to muffle with your hand. 

You don’t know where you’re going. All you know is that you want to be alone. You don't want to be around anyone right now. Just thinking about all of those staring eyes and camera lenses is enough to make you vomit.

You finally come to a stop when you’re finally alone, not one person or camera (that you can clearly see, anyway) in sight. All that faces you are walls and an exit that leads out into one of the parking lots on the side of the venue. 

You press your hand harder against your mouth, trying to stifle your sobs. Tears run rapidly down your face, destroying your makeup. You can hardly believe how tonight has turned out for you, but you should’ve known something would have eventually gone wrong.

It was impossible for tonight to be magical or happy for you. You don’t deserve it. Not with what you’ve done to Keigo. And to Rei. 

Rei.

How could he do this to you? You win your first-ever award at the first Gala you’ve attended and he does this? How could he humiliate you so? Does he realize the gravity of this? 

“Y/N!” Keigo’s voice startles you and you turn around, finding him standing behind you in his suit. A barking laugh exits your mouth as you stare at him through a vision blurred with tears.

“So now here you come,” you curtly laugh through your sniffles and hiccups. “I bet you wanted to see that, right? Did that tickle you, Keigo? You want me to tell you that you were right about Rei?” 

Keigo’s jaw tightens, obviously irked by what you said but not trying to cause a fight. You’re like a pained animal that is snapping her jaws at him even though he’s trying to help you escape a trap. “Y/N,” he firmly begins, “that’s not why I’m here.” 

“I don’t even wanna know why you’re here!” you snap, irked at his presence. And you shouldn’t be, but the hurricane of your emotions isn’t allowing you to be rational right now. “Don’t you have a date that didn’t show up tonight? You have a girlfriend, Keigo, in case you need me to remind you.” 

“Not anymore,” he solemnly replies. “I talked to her about us and what we did. She already knew I had feelings for you and we agreed to see other people.” 

Your heart drops into your stomach at this newfound information. Now only God knows what Sakura thinks of you. You stare at your ex-best friend across the hall, sizing him up. “So…what?” you scoff. "You wanna come through and sweep me off my feet? Are you here to prove to me that you’re deserving of Rei’s spot? Well, let me tell you, Keigo, that ain’t gonna happen.” 

As soon as the words are out, you know you’ve gone too far. Keigo is highly offended and you can tell that he is from the way he stares at you, his wings slightly frazzled. Hurt glazes his crimson eyes as he stares you down, refusing to look away from you or your pain.

“Y/N, I didn’t come here to take Rei’s spot,” he says, gently yet firmly. “And I didn’t come here to tell you that I told you so. I could give less of a shit about that. I’m here because you’re my best friend and I care about you, believe it or not.” 

You’re stunned into silence, allowing him the space to speak. “I’ve been thinking a lot about what happened with us, and no matter how much I want us to be something more, I care about your happiness more than anything. If you don’t want to be with me, Y/N, then so be it, but I care about whether or not you’re happy.”

He points back the way he came, a glare on his face. “And I know for a straight fact that someone like Rei won’t make you happy the way you deserve to be.” 

You want to tell him that he's wrong, but your voice refuses to come out. Keigo takes a step forward, testing the waters. When you don’t move, he takes another step, slowly closing the gap between your bodies.

“I don’t care who you end up with,” he passionately proclaims to you. “I don’t care if it isn’t me. I don’t care who you choose, but just as long as they see you as the beautiful, kindhearted, intelligent, sexy, incredible woman and hero that I know you to be. Not as a way to gain popularity or notoriety, or to show off to the cameras. I want you to be with someone who sees and accepts you as you are, because fuck, you fucking deserve it!” 

A passionate, raging fire bursts in his eyes, giving you the indication that he has wanted to say this for a while now. “Keigo…” His name is all you can utter as you begin to subconsciously walk towards him, your body drawn to his like a magnet.

His eyes glaze over with wetness as he takes his hands into yours, his thumbs running over your knuckles. “I just want you happy, baby,” he breathes. “That’s all I want.” 

And you believe him. You’ve never believed anything anyone said more. You stare into his eyes and see nothing but truth and openness. He is completely raw with you in this moment in a way he has never been before. Your eyes then trail down to his lips, remembering how they felt on yours that night at the hotel. You felt at home when you kissed. You don't even realize you’re leaning up onto your toes and in until you see his lips part. 

“Y/N!” The two of you jump apart, finding Rei standing at the end of the hallway.

Before you can explain yourself, Rei is zooming across the room at the speed of light to swing at Keigo, knocking him right in the jaw. Keigo flies into the wall behind him from the sheer impact of Rei’s quirk and the force of his punch, a thud hitting your ears when his back hits the wall. You jump back and cover your mouth in shock as Keigo quickly rises to his feet, a pained glare on his face. 

“What the fuck are you doing?” Rei angrily growls, already preparing to toss another lightning-speed punch at him. “Get the fuck away from her!”

He zooms across the room towards Keigo, but the winged pro quickly flaps out of the way, opting to escape to a corner of the ceiling. He presses his hands and feet against the wall, scowling down at a very angry Rei. 

Keigo flaps his wings once, causing several of his sharpened feathers to shoot for Rei like knives. He quickly runs out of the way, leaving only a gust of wind in his wake as he appears at the other side of the room. “Wait, stop!” you protest in vain.

But neither of them listens. Rei sizes Keigo up as he lands before him, both staring each other down like two would do in a shootout. “I knew you’d try to steal her away from me,” Rei snaps. “You were probably creaming in your pants from what happened earlier. You saw the perfect opportunity to steal my spot when she ran off that stage, didn’t you?” 

He goes to pounce at Keigo again, kicking his quirk into high gear so he is nothing but a moving blur. Keigo is ready though. He grabs Rei's wrists and holds him back from attacking him, gritting his teeth at the amount of energy it’s taking to keep the speeding pro back.

“No,” he huffs, irked, “but I am seein’ the perfect opportunity to finally put my foot up your ass.” 

He then swings at Rei, nailing him right in the cheek. The sound of his fist connecting with flesh is horrible to your ears. Rei startles back at the impact of the blow but doesn’t halter. He comes right back to grab at Keigo, growling as he does so. Soon, the two are grappling at each other’s limbs and clothes, trying to toss each other against the walls and throw each other on the floor.

You’re screaming now, desperate to stop them from killing each other. “Guys, stop it!” you beg, desperation flooding in your gut. “Please stop!” Tears fall freely from your eyes as you watch them fight, feeling helpless to stop them. Should you use your quirk? How do you know you won’t hurt them? 

Just as Keigo throws Rei across the room and prepares to fly over to straddle him and ruin his face, the sudden appearance of Rumi cutting across the room stops him.

All you see is the bunny hero kick Keigo straight in the jaw, causing blood to spurt from his mouth. He slumps to the ground, cupping his bleeding mouth while Rumi lands perfectly in front of you on her feet. “Da fuck?!” he angrily hollers. “You could’ve knocked my teeth out, Rumi!” 

Rumi barely blinks at her friend. “She said to stop it,” she growls in a warning. “I was just makin’ you dickheads listen.” She stands between Keigo and Rei, daring one of them to make a move against her. They don’t. 

Your bunny friend gives you the confidence to step forward and let your frustrations flow despite the tears on your face. “I want nothing to do with this right now,” you snap, angered at Keigo and Rei. You glare at the both of them, letting them both see the rage inside of you.

“The both of you are acting like children fighting over a toy, which I’m not!” You press a hand to your chest passionately, your anger taking over your entire being. “I’m not a prize to be won or fought over, and I’m not going to entertain this shit, especially tonight.” 

When you look at Keigo, he adverts his eyes from yours, shame etched into his handsome face. You then turn to Rei who looks even more guilty and has a purple bruise growing on his cheek. “You and I will discuss this later,” you huff, jabbing a finger at him. “I’ll see you back at the dinner. Let’s go, Rumi.” 

Rumi is more than happy to escort you back to the Gala, hooking her arm through yours and guiding you away from the bullshit that just transpired. 

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As you stand outside hours after the Gala ends, you have come to realize that flashing cameras do, indeed, cause headaches…or maybe that’s just watching your boyfriend play up the paparazzi and celebrity news crew. 

Rei won his award, just as Rumi won hers for “The Strongest Hero” and Yu won hers for “The Biggest Heart” which is dedicated to heroes and their interactions with the public.

Keigo didn't win “Hero of the Year”, but he had already stated he knew he was going to lose since he was up against All Might and Eraserhead who had both been on a roll this year for their work. Eraserhead won, leading to him holding back tears on stage and Mic embarrassing him because he was screaming so much. 

You had checked out during most of the awards. To be honest, you didn’t even care about yours anymore. You were just about ready to go home.

And you still are as you stand at the valet, glaring at your ex on the red carpet. You’re not in the mood for drinking or partying, and your social meter has run dangerously low. All you want is to smoke, soak your aching feet, and go to sleep. You want to forget tonight ever happened. 

But Rei doesn’t look like he’s ready to bounce just yet. You’ve been watching him for the past ten minutes talk up news hosts, bloggers, and paparazzi gangs, acting witty and cracking jokes with his award in his hand.

Though a part of you was happy that he had won for his category, the other part of you also wanted to smash the award against a wall as punishment for earlier. He cleaned himself up nicely after his fight with Keigo and put off his cheek bruise from a drunken accident. No one asked any questions after that. 

You haven’t spoken to him all night since he fought with Keigo earlier. Back at the event, you sat with Rumi and the girls while Keigo opted to stand near the snack table, not looking at you once.

You’re still on the fence about Rei’s public confession too. Even as he is interviewed for his award, you know you should be standing right next to him, supporting him and joining him in the joy of winning your awards, but you don’t. You have no urge to.

You want to distance yourself from him as much as possible right now as you try to sort out how you feel about him and the shiny, 24k gold ring he presented to you on the stage. 

You didn’t like that one bit. Though the ring and the confession were romantic enough for your liking, they were not appropriate to present to you at that moment. You were not only in front of your peers, coworkers, and the same man you slept with, but also thousands of people watching overseas on their TVs and devices. Everyone saw that confession, and now your award-winning moment will forever be overshadowed by it. 

That pisses you off more than you’d like to admit. You’re furious with Rei. To you, his actions were selfish and inconsiderate of you. That was your moment. He knows how hard you’ve worked to get that award and he dares try to ruin it by making it about your relationship?

You grip your award that was boxed up securely in your arm while you grit your teeth, slowly becoming more and more irked as you watch Rei yuck it up with the paparazzi.

“Fuck this”, you huff. You turn to begin walking away to order a Lyft to take you home but smack right into someone. “Oh, I’m so sorry!” you gasp, pressing a hand to your chest. 

“Don’t worry about it, little lady,” a warm, familiarly deep voice chuckles. “I’d worry more about yourself in them shoes.”

You look up into the warm eyes of Fatgum in his cheery yellow suit, a takeout box in his hand from the Gala. “Congratulations on your award! You deserve it more than anyone.” You sigh in relief, smiling up at your fellow pro and friend.

“Taishiro,” you say lovingly. “I’m so happy to see you and not a fuckin’ roach with a camera in my face.” You look around for his redheaded date who sported the same yellow shade on her dress tonight. “Where’s Haruko?” you curiously ask. 

Fatgum sighs, chuckling at the mention of her. “Gettin’ in the car. Poor baby can’t take her alcohol too well and started gettin’ dizzy. Where’s you guy?”

You jut your chin over to Rei who is busy talking to a well-known news station in Tokyo. “Over there, hoggin’ up the cameras.” Fatgum whistles at the sight, smirking. “Wow, he really knows how to work the public, doesn’t he?”

 You sniffle, scrunching your nose at Rei making one of the reporters laugh. “Tell me about it,” you mutter to yourself.

Unbeknownst to you, Fatgum frowns at your reaction. “Somethin’ tells me you ain’t too happy about that little love speech he gave,” he bluntly states. “I thought it was quite touchin’...for the cameras, at least.”

You crack a smile at his wittiness, but then feel your heart fall into the bit of your stomach. If he noticed how off Rei’s proposal was then was what Keigo said true? 

You two watch the chaos on the red carpet for a moment in silence, watching how each paparazzi person tries to take a snap of any pro they can get for a buck. Your mind is racing with questions you need answers to, most of which you know Fatgum can’t answer…but he can answer one. You feel so lost and you need to know that what you’re feeling is okay. “Taishiro?” you softly ask. He turns to you, a small smile on his face. “Can I ask you something?” 

He nods, sipping on his whiskey. “How did you realize that Haruko was the one for you? How did you come to understand that it could only be her and no one else?” 

His smile fades for a moment and you think at first that you went too far asking him something so personal. But before you can apologize, he answers you.

“When I realized how vulnerable I was with her,” he replies with a loving smile. “I ain’t gonna lie to you, Y/N; I’ve had many partners where I thought they were the one for me, but I was always disappointed in the end. I should’ve known when I was too scared to be vulnerable with them. Sometimes, I wouldn’t even come out of this form just ‘cause I was so scared my big, pudgy self would scare ‘em off.” 

He chuckles, pressing a hand to his stomach. “But with Haruko, it was different. She loves all parts of me, including the vulnerable ones. I was never scared to show her my fears or concerns, let alone how much I trusted her. She’s always made me feel like I could lean on her for everything and anything.”

His smile stretches, a loving sparkle for his wife in his eyes. “That’s how I realized she was the one for me. I am completely myself with her.” 

You feel a lump form in your throat at the amount of love in his eyes that you see for Haruko. You don’t know if you feel that kind of love for Rei, especially now.

“I don’t know how that feels,” you tearfully confess. “I don’t know if I can feel that way with someone.”

You look down to avoid having him see you cry. His warm, large hand grips your shoulder comfortingly. “You will, little lady!” he assures you. “Sometimes the right person comes later in life. Sometimes in the most unexpected person.” 

He nods over to the parking lot where you get the shock of the night so far: Snipe walks out of one of the venue's exits hand in hand with Sakura. You blink at them, astounded. You didn’t even see them tonight during the Gala, but then again, you were too busy dealing with the bullshit Rei and Keigo caused tonight. You watch as Snipe lets Sakura walk in front of them to his red Range Rover, a hand on the small of her back and standing several heads taller than her smaller, petite frame. He then leans down to whisper something to her and she laughs as he squeezes her to his side. In that moment, you’re overjoyed for her. 

Fatgum turns to you, still squeezing your shoulder. “I know you’re angry at Rei and you have every reason to be,” he soothingly continues. "Maybe this is a sign that he ain’t the one for you, honey. And if you want my advice, stop listenin’ to your head for once and just listen to your heart. I know it’s corny but it worked for me.” He flashes you his engagement ring and gives you a wink. 

You’ve never been more grateful for him than now and you thank God, or fate, or whatever, or whomever for sending him your way tonight. The fog in your mind has cleared and you now know exactly what you have to do.

Jubilant over your question being answered, you pounce at Fatgum and wrap your arms around his big, pudgy waist. “Thank you, ‘Shiro,” you coo into his chest. His chest rumbles as he chuckles, hugging you back and filling you with warmth. His hugs are the best! 

Before Fatgum can say anything more, you rush across the valet to the red carpet, earning people shouting your name and snapping photos of you. “Rei!” you call to your boyfriend across the way.

He turns, his eyes sparkling at the sight of you. He reaches a hand out for yours and once your hand is in his, he kisses it. Probably for the cameras. “Let’s go back to your place,” you say above the shouts of excitement. “I’m feelin’ kinda tired.” 

He leans in towards you, nodding. “Of course, babe,” he says in a hushed tone. “We can celebrate over some wine and I can give those feet a rub.” He presses a kiss to your cheek before turning back to the cameras and news reporters. His world. “Thank you for the questions,” he politely tells the cameras, grinning his staple Colgate smile. 

Then, finally, you leave, and you have everything you want to say to him stuck in your head. 

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When you’re finally back at Rei’s place, you waste no time losing your heels.

You sit on Rei's couch, unstrapping your heel straps from your ankles. As soon as they are off, you sigh and wiggle your toes around. Rei lives in a high-rise apartment across town that is pristine and decorated with the finest of luxuries.

You sit in the large living area that is adjacent to the kitchen, glad to finally be sitting on something as plush and soft as the couch you are occupying. Rei lets out a giddy giggle as he takes the bottle off of the wine rack, moving across the kitchen in his socks. He has stripped himself of his jacket and shoes, leaving himself in only his pants and button-down. 

“Wow, what a night,” he happily sighs. “I can’t believe I really won an award! This is going right on my IG as soon as tomorrow morning.”

He giggles to himself as he digs through the drawer next to the sink to find the cork screwer. “Just think about all of the traffic I’ll get with that photo,” he chuckles. “And you too, babe! We’ll probably break a record or something with…” 

Words come out of his mouth, but you don’t hear them. Your mind is completely gone, somewhere else entirely. You busy yourself staring off out the sliding glass door leading out to the balcony where the city glitters before you.

What is Keigo doing right now, you wonder? You didn’t see him at all after his fight with Rei, but then again, you don’t even think you would’ve wanted to. Though part of you is still angry for partaking in such bullshit, you understand why he did it. You can't say you wouldn’t have done the same thing for him if some bitch pulled the same shit Rei did tonight. 

Speaking of Rei, he has stopped unscrewing the cork of the bottle and is looking at you. “Hey, you okay?” he asks worriedly. He asked the same question several minutes ago in the limo on the way home.

You were quiet and barely looked at him, but you did hold his hand throughout the ride though secretly not wanting to. “Yeah,” you mumble. “Yeah, m’fine. Just tired.” 

You give the same answer you gave him during the limo ride. But it’s bullshit. You’re secretly trying to figure out when you should discuss his proposal at the Gala tonight. Though your answer is completely horse shit, it works once again and he goes back to happily uncorking the bottle. It releases with a pop and he proceeds to pour you a glass.

As he does, he begins to excitedly spout about memories from tonight though you’re barely listening. “Hey, did you get a chance to talk to Stars & Stripes tonight? She was there tonight. I talked to All Might too! We stood at the punch bowl and talked for almost twenty minutes. All Might invited me to a charity ball next month. I’d have to see if I could rearrange some meetings, but maybe–” 

“Rei,” you interject, your voice immediately cutting him off. He stops short of pouring himself a glass. “Why did you give me that ring tonight?” 

Immediately, once the loaded question is out, you can feel the air shift––what was once easy and calm is now tense and charged. You shock even yourself with the question. You had planned to lead up to it, but it just came out. Rei squints at you, confused by the sudden question. “Huh?” 

You look at him then––really look at him––and realize that he is actually confused as to why you’re bringing this up.

“The ring,” you repeat. “Why did you give it to me tonight the way you did? Why did you decide tonight of all nights would be the right time to proclaim your love to me to the public and give me that ring?” You don’t sound cool or bitter. You’re calm and curious, but Rei still looks nervous. 

He lowers the wine bottle down, his Adam’s Apple bobbing. “Um…w-well, I thought it’d be romantic since tonight was our first Gala together.” He cocks his head to the side, his squint becoming sharper. “Are you mad at me?” he asks. 

You stand and heave a tired sigh. “I’m not mad, I’m just…” You stop, your words dying in thin air. Why are you doing this? Why are you trying to appease him just so there isn’t an argument? 

‘No,’ you think sternly. You are mad and you’re going to let him know that. No more walking on eggshells or hiding your emotions just to spare him because of your guilt over sleeping with Keigo. He’s going to know exactly how you feel tonight.

You glare at him from across the room, letting your rage flow free. “No, actually, yes. I am very mad at you, Rei.” His eyes widen at your choice of words plus the clear angered look in your eyes.

“You could’ve chosen tonight in the limo or after the event to tell me how you felt in private. You could’ve given me that ring in private. But instead, you chose the very moment I was getting my award that I’ve worked so damn hard for, and you know I have!” 

Rei, once again, gulps, not at all expecting this from you. “I-I know, but–” 

“But you completely negated that fact and how embarrassed I would feel,” you snap. “You put me on the spot in front of not only my peers but my coworkers, my boss, and thousands of people watching from home!”

You’re so angry that your nostrils flare and your chest rises and falls rapidly. Rei blinks at you, still in shock at the change in your demeanor. “I…I didn’t think of it that way,” he mutters, looking down at the marbled countertop. 

You roll your eyes into your head. “Of course, you didn’t,” you huff. “You always look at things from your own perspective.”

He glares at you then, triggered by your words. “What the hell does that mean?” he sharply asks, storming into the living room. “You know, if you didn’t accept my confession or the ring, you could’ve said no.” 

“No, I couldn’t have!” you argue, becoming more and more angered by his selfishness and refusal to see the error of his ways. “I would’ve been plastered all over social media and magazine covers as the bitch who broke your heart at a Gala we were both nominated for. My reputation would’ve been ruined if it hasn't been already!” 

You can feel tears beginning to rise behind your eye sockets, but you don't turn away from him. You want him to see the hurt; the stress; the pain. He stares at you, alarmed and looking like you might explode.

“You made that moment about us and it wasn’t,” you hiss. “It was about me and my hard work; not us. You always make decisions based on your best interest; not mine. It’s always about status as a hero and never about me.” 

“That’s not true!” Rei angrily argues. “I always think about you, Y/N! I came to you and apologized for being a bad boyfriend before, didn’t I?” You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose. “I never said you were a bad boyfriend.” 

“But you’re insinuating it,” he hisses. “I thought that tonight would be the perfect time to tell you how I felt as an act of my love for you, but I can’t even get that right, I guess!”

He turns away from you, running a hand through his hair. “I can’t get anything right without fucking it up,” he somberly says. “Everything I’ve done for this award and yet…” He looks away from you then, but you see his shoulders begin to wobble. 

All of the anger you felt for him before dissipates. Now you understand it: he just wants to be better––better than Keigo and everyone else––just to prove to himself that he can be. That he is. A better hero; boyfriend; whatever. He wants it all for validation, and you’ve never felt worse for him. You immediately go to him and cup his face in your hands, seeing how glassy his eyes are.

“Rei,” you say softly, “you are an amazing hero, and this award proves that. Everything that you have you deserve and everything that you want you deserve to possess.” You frown at him. “But just not me.” 

His eyes widen in realization as he knows what this is now: a real breakup. “I’ve been fooling myself by thinking this could work,” you sigh. “I'm sorry I put you through that. We both want different things and have different priorities. What you’re focused on is way different than what I’m focusing on.” 

Your hands drop from his face to hang at your sides. He stands there in silence for a moment, dumbfounded. “So…this is it?” he softly asks. “We just end like this?” He looks so broken at the idea, but you know that you’d be hurting him more if you kept things going like this.

You take his hands in yours and squeeze them tight. “I do love you, Rei, but not the way you deserve, and I know you will find someone who will be able to accept all of you for who you are. I’m just not the one for that.” 

Rei looks down at his hands in yours as if contemplating a way to make you stay. Then, releasing one hand for yours, he digs into his back pocket and retrieves the ring box. He holds it out to you, his eyes despondent and sad.

You shake your head, pressing the box back towards his chest. “No, keep it. You bought it, so you can give it to someone who is truly deserving of you.”

He looks down at the box as if it’s no more than a rock and then at you. “I’m sorry, Y/N,” he sighs. 

And you know that he means it. You wrap your arms around him, hugging him tight to your body. “I know,” you coo. “I forgive you. And I am too.”

He hugs you back and for a long while, you two just stand there in his apartment, embracing each other as your final goodbye as a couple. After what feels like forever, you release him and give him a small, departing smile before turning on your heel to get your shoes and your purse. He watches you, never once stopping you as you head to the door. 

When you finally make it there, you turn around and find him still standing there, staring at you longingly but never once protesting or making you stay. Because he knows he can’t. “I’ll see you around, Tempo,” you say before giving him one last smile and leaving his apartment. 

When you step out into the cool summer air, you’ve never felt freer. You immediately hit up the one person who will understand how you’re feeling more than anyone else. You put the phone to your ear, expecting it to ring straight to voicemail, but shockingly, Rumi picks up. “Hello?” she asks, the sound of rap music and Yu’s laughter in your ear. 

“Hey, just broke it off with Rei,” you say. “Where you at?” 

“Hey, I’m in the limo, but we can head over there now,” she says above the blaring music and Nemuri’s high-pitched singing. “I’m with the girls. Everything go good?” 

You stare up into the starry sky, standing in front of the valet lot. “Yep,” you reply with a smile. “Have a glass ready for me by the time I get in. I’m gonna need it.”