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miizuzu · 7 months ago

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here is another one i did a while ago before the Xavier one... it got a bit... long haha.. n_n;;

“So, do you want to?”Tara asked hoping you would say yes.

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea…” you reply to Tara.

“Come on! It will be fun! Besides, it would be so lonely spending Valentine’s Day at home all by yourself… Gasp! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it… it just slipped out!” Tara was trying to find every excuse she could to try and get you to go out with her. She didn’t mean to bring back any sad memories.

“You know what? You’re right. Let's go and have fun this weekend.” you answered as you gently petted her head, knowing she didn’t mean what she said.

It is the first Valentine’s day you are spending alone. You would go to your grandma’s house and spend the day with her and Caleb, but now that they are gone… Tara wanted to make sure you are not by yourself and recall sad memories.

“Really?!?! Hurray!! Since Valentine’s is on a Saturday, do you think we could have a girls night, so we could both leave together?” she asks as her eyes are full of excitement.

“Sure, let’s do that.” Still unsure of how this would even turn out. You have never been to a pub during Special events like these. What would you wear? Do you even have clothes that would fit the occasion? No point thinking about that now, since you’ve already agreed Tara you would go with her.

“I can’t wait till the weekend! Since we are off work now, would you like to go eat some dinner together?” Tara asked as she packed her things, ready to leave work.

“Sorry! I have a doctor’s appointment, I’ve already missed the last two appointments… if I miss the appointment today…” You don't even want to think of the consequences that would follow.

“Oh yeah… I guess Dr. Zayne would nag your ear off!” Tara says jokingly. We know that is exactly what would happen. “I guess I will just get a few things ready for Saturday then!”

Tara waves goodbye and you leave the Hunters Association HQ for your doctor’s appointment.

At Asko Hospital, you checked in with the nurse at the front and they called Dr. Zayne to let him know you’ve arrived. “The doctor will see you now.” You gave her a nod of acknowledgment and started walking towards Zayne’s office.

You knocked on the door, “come in” Zayne answered. You pushed the door open and entered. His eyes were still glued to his laptop while he tells you, “You actually showed up to your appointment this time, come have a seat.”

“Sorry Zayne, I got caught up in a few messy missions the last few times.” You try to be apologetic. “I’ve tried to book the earliest appointment they could give me to make up for it. Forgive me, please?”

You tried to act cute while being playful, winking and smiling with your tongue sticking out.

Zayne lets out a sigh, “No injuries, I presume?” He asked as he closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Nope! Not a single scratch!” You declared confidently. You told Zayne stories about some of your missions as he went through your medical records.

“Everything seems normal enough.” Zayne informs you. “I guess you did pay more attention to your health after all.”

“Of course! Who dares to defy Doctor’s Orders.”

Zayne looks at you with one of his eyebrows lifted slightly. He lets out another sigh. He tries to change the topic as he asks “ Do you have any plans for Saturday?” As your childhood friend and your Doctor and someone who has a secret crush on you, he knows who you used to spend your past Valentine's. He also seemed worried that you would be alone this year.

Not understanding what he was trying to hint at, you answered “As a matter of fact, I do have plans, going to hang out with my friend that day.”

Zayne’s heart sank a little after hearing your answer, he asked with a serious voice “A friend?”

“Yup, Tara, from the Hunters Association.” Zayne had a small sigh of relief “She said she wants us to go to the Valentine's event they are hosting at the new pub in Azure Square.” Zayne's eyes twitched as he finished listening to what you told him. He didn't like the idea of other desperate men hovering around you, but he didn't tell you how he really felt.

“Feel free to call me if you need a ride home. I do not have work that day.” What Zayne secretly means is that he doesn't want little pests to take you anywhere, away from him.

“Does this mean our good looking Dr. Zayne didn't get a date for Valentine's Day?” You said jokingly. Zayne’s expression froze, you thought you got in trouble for hitting a nerve for making fun of him being single. “Wow, would you look at the time! It's time for me to head out and let your next patient in!” You quickly ran out of Zayne's office thinking he would be upset with you, little did you know what was actually going through the back of his mind. Good looking Dr. Zayne was pretty much all he focused on. He let out a small grin to escape from his emotions and ears were a bit pink from blushing. “I guess I would have to go and be her pest repellent after all.” he said quietly to himself.

Leaving the hospital, you pulled your phone out just to notice that you had a few missed calls, all from the same person, Rafayel. Thinking it might be something important, you pressed the call back button. He picked up so quickly as if he knew you were going to call him right that second.

“Did something happen? I just got out of my doctor’s appointment.” You can feel his incoming complaints and you were right.

“I’ve called you a thousand times, you are supposed to be my bodyguard but I can never get in hold of you! What if I got kidnapped???” Rafayel exaggerated his response, “I don't care, you have to make it up to me.” He demands. “You have to hang out with me this Saturday.”

“Sorry, Can't. I already have plans.” You replied. You can actually hear him huffing and puffing on the other side of the call.

“WHAT?” You had to pull the phone away from your ear since he actually yelled into his phone, “No! You can't. I won't allow it!”

“Well too bad,” you answered, placing the phone on your other ear as the side of him screamed into still rings. “We are going to hang out at my place after work Friday and heading out together Saturday.”

Rafayel was raging at this point, “You guys are even going to hang out at home??” He's so full of jealousy since HE himself has not been invited to your place before.

Somehow you weren't able to tell that he's actually being jealous, you said “Well yeah, Tara said she wants to hang out. I didn't really have the heart to tell her no… Besides, we will just be going to the pub in Azure Square, I'm sure she wouldn't mind if you show up. That is, being how you are technically a celebrity in Linkon, I'm not sure if that would be a good idea after all.”

After hearing confirmation from you that the person you will be hanging out with is not a male, and even asked him to join you, his angry temper has just dissipated into thin air. “Oh? Are you asking me out?”

You paused, it was just a slip of your tongue when you said that he could just ‘show up’, “... On second thought, don't come. I don't want to work on a Saturday.”

“Too late and no backsies! I’ll see you Saturday, Miss bodyguard!” Rafayel hangs up before you can even put in another word. He is now very excited and humming to himself while trying to online shop for an outfit to stand out for Saturday.

You on the other hand, still left with your mouth open trying to process how in the world did it turn out like this. It's much too late to regret now, you will just have to stick to it.

Finally arriving home, you face planted yourself into the bed, still trying to figure out how things seem to have derailed. You sat up thinking to yourself, do I even have an outfit for this occasion? You don't normally go to events like these and the only other time you would go to the pub is with your co-workers after a long day's work. You walked over to your closet, trying to see if there was anything you could wear. You see a cute white dress. But then you thought it would be easier to just wear your Hunters uniform instead.

Fast forward to Friday, just as we are about to leave work and head back to my place, Xavier comes walking towards your desk. “Hey, Y/N, do you want to walk home together?” He asked with a gentle smile on his face, “I’ve bought some of the snacks which we tried together, would you like me to give you some?”

Tara, who was witnessing all that is going on, can see the plans going in Xavier’s mind. Actually, everyone in the headquarters knows he has feelings for you, but for some reason you never seem to catch the most subtle hints. HE is the reason why no one has tried to make a move on you. Both of you don’t know this, but Tara secretly roots for the both of you to be hitched. “Only if there are enough snacks for me as well! I will be spending the night with Y/N tonight and going to the pub tomorrow. You should really come along!”

“I would love to come along, and don't worry, I've got enough snacks to last us all a few days.” He smiles so ever sweetly at Tara for suggesting that. You, on the other hand, felt a pinch on your heart, you somehow thought Tara and Xavier were interested in each other not knowing Tara was actually trying to set you up.

“Great! Let's get going shall we?” Tara asked with a big grin on her face. “Xavier can help hold our stuff!” She says as she hooks her arm around yours and starts dragging you out the door.

“You sure brought a lot of things with you today, Tara. You even brought a suitcase… How many days are you planning to stay at my place?” You jokingly asked.

“You never know what you are going to need! I even brought extra for you!” She winks. “Come on, let's get moving! Times a wastin!”

The 3 of you starting to walk home with Xavier following close behind while carrying everything. He said he wouldn't mind. You let your mind run wild for a bit while Tara and Xavier chats and giggles. You know you have some feelings for him but you are way too shy and do not ever want to ruin your friendship right now. You thought it would be enough to just be around him. Well, there were also other reasons too… he is not the only one you have feelings for right now. You liked Zayne for a long time but never got the courage to tell him. You also have feelings for Rafayel, even though he drives you mad most times.

While you were spacing out, Tara and Xavier kept whispering to each other. Tara was hinting to Xavier that he should really make his moves more clear for you, since you are so dense and doesn't seem like you would understand unless he says it straight to your face. Xavier also thought it was about time to ask you out and with Tara’s help, there is no better opportunity.

You finally arrive at the apartment and Xavier helps drop everything inside. “I will go get changed and bring the snacks down in a bit.” he says as he walks out the door and goes back to his own apartment above yours.

Tara thought he was just being nice and walking you 2 back but he actually lives upstairs. She pulls her suitcase close to the sofa and unleashes the contents around the area. “Y/N! Come take a look at what I brought over!”

You were in the bathroom getting changed and came out and saw she had laid out a bunch of different outfits, make up and accessories around the place. It was actually difficult to navigate around with how much stuff she has laying there. “Did you invite more people to come with us?” You tilted your head and asked dumbfounded. There were at least 10 different outfits just for the 2 of you.

“No, I kinda lost control while shopping… all these dresses are sooooooo cute! I couldn't just not get them!” You could almost see glitters in her eyes as she adores the cute dresses she got. “I bet all of these would look beautiful on you.”

“Wait… don't tell me you got all these for me to choose from??” You widened your eyes and looked at Tara. “Yessss I did~ knowing you, I would swear you thought wearing your Hunters uniform would be a good idea.” She says while staring coldly at you. You turned your head away from her gaze as that idea DID come across your mind. “No, I won't allow it.” she proclaims. “I will do everything in my power to make you be the spotlight tomorrow!”

Now you’ve done it, you unleashed something in Tara that should really be locked up. It's not like she will let you back out now, everything has been set on motion according to her plans.

Knock knock knock, you hear the door. It must be Xavier coming back with the snacks, you tried clearing out a path to get to the door. Once you got there and opened the door, you see Xavier also changed into his casual clothes and carrying an enormous bag of snacks.

“Come in, be careful where you step, Tara is just trying to claim my place as her own by covering my house with her things.” You jest. Xavier comes in and makes his way to the kitchen, he walks past all the cute dresses Tara had laying out.

An idea strikes Tara, she asks Xavier, “Hey Xavier, which dress do you think Y/N should wear tomorrow? She has a hard time deciding so help us out!”

He stood up and walked closer to the outfits lay about, he took a very serious look and thought to himself. He was so serious that at one point he had his head tilted and he had a finger pointing at his totem. There was this one outfit that Tara sees his eyes keep backtracking to, and sees that his ears got a little pink while looking at it. Yes, he was picturing you wearing the dress already and you look absolutely dazzling. Tara took the hint and pulled that one dress out and said “Ok, it's been decided, you are wearing this piece tomorrow!” She winks at Xavier but you didn't see it. Xavier gave her a nod of approval.

We cleaned up the place a bit and ate the snacks and chatted about work for a while. It was starting to get late as we lost track of time chatting away. Xavier stood up and said “it's getting late, I better get going. I’ll see you tomorrow?” It was like he wanted to make sure it was truly invited and not just Tara saying it at the heat of the moment.

“See you tomorrow.” You said to him. “I’ll get the door.” You also get up from your seat and walk Xavier to the door. “Well then, good night Xavier.” You said with a sweet smile on your face as you opened the door to let him out. “Good night, Y/N.” He smiles back as he waits for you to close the door.

He was getting very tired but he claps both his hands onto his cheeks and walks quickly back up to his own apartment, goes through his own closet to try and match one with the one he picked for you to wear tomorrow. He lays his choice on his sofa and plops on his bed and drifts into dreamland in a matter of seconds. He knows he would have a wonderful dream tonight since he got to hear you say good night.

Back at your apartment, Tara pulls out her trusty tarot cards and wants to see tomorrow's fortune for you before heading to bed. You told her you would go to the bathroom and get ready for bed. She starts doing her fortune telling. She flips card after card as her eyes get wider and wider, full of excitement. It would no doubt be an eventful day tomorrow. She doesn't tell you the results of what she was told, she just wants you to find out tomorrow.

Laying in bed, with Tara already fast asleep beside you, you let your mind wonder. Is Rafayel actually going to come out tomorrow? He really hates crowded places. But he is always willing to go wherever you tell him to go. After whining about it for at least an hour. He is very adorable sometimes and looks gorgeous. You also wondered if Zayne would really come pick you up, since he always has a busy schedule even on his days off. You like how he always takes care of you, even though he looks cold, you know he is a very caring person. You also thought of Xavier, who has a lot of common hobbies with you, taking care of you when the two of you go out on missions, making your safety the first priority at all times. You can't help but always feel safe when he is around. You also drifted into dreamland while reminiscing from his last smile while telling you good night.

You wake up to Tara's humming, a gentle melody that you swear you have heard somewhere before, but can't seem to remember where. “Oh, sorry Y/N, did I wake you?” She asked as she sorted out the dresses again, this time for herself.

“No” you sit up and stretch, one hand trying to rub the sleepy out of your eyes. “It was about time I should get up anyways.” you looked at the clock and it's already 10:30am, you got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to brush up. “What should we do about lunch?” You asked Tara right before you entered the bathroom.

“Can we order some delivery? I want to stay here and get ready for tonight. If that's ok with you?” She looks at you, head tilted to the side and hands locked, fingers intertwined, as if she was begging if you could take home an abandoned puppy. “How can I say no to that face?” You let out a playful sigh as you answered. “Alright then! I’ll find us something delish to eat, my treat of course!” She excitedly grabs her phone to look for some food delivery apps. There was a message, her eyes widened, she squealed with uncontrollable excitement. She cannot hold her giggles in. You tried to pop your head out of the room and see what is actually going on, you see her texting. Never have you seen someone typed that fast on a phone's keyboard. You were actually afraid to ask what had just happened, you slowly entered the room as she didn't even notice you checking on her.

Tara orders the food and it gets delivered here. We both ate and enjoyed the food. Now that our bellies were filled, I offered Tara to go shower and wash up first while I cleaned up the table. She took up the offer and hopped her way into the bathroom and into the showers.

After putting everything away, you walked over to the sofa, staring down on the dress that you’re about to wear for this evening. You do admit that the dress is super cute, but never have you worn something this style before, you wouldn't. You like to move around freely and sometimes your gestures get out of control. The dress is strapless and has heavy padding where a bra is not needed, almost as if your chest can pop out from just small movements. You got embarrassed and told yourself you better calm yourself tonight.

Tara gets out of the bath and told you it was your turn, she asks you for the hair dryer and goes to get herself dressed. By the short 10 minutes time of your shower, Tara has already finished with her look for tonight. She looks so gorgeous, her hair is curled and looks wavy. Her makeup makes her look so cute and adorable that even your heart skipped a beat when you saw her.

She tells you to change into your dress as well, you were a bit nervous, since you've never changed in front of anyone before, even if they were female, you felt a little uncomfortable. You sucked it up anyways and started getting dressed. Tara stops you. “Huh? What?” You question, Tara had this look on her face like you've committed a crime. “Take those off, you are NOT wearing those.” She demands. She was talking about your panties, they were just some plain panties you randomly picked from your drawer since you really didn't think about it. Tara goes through your drawers and finds you another pair. “You have to at least wear something like this!” she hands you the only laced panties you owned. “This actually matches the dress too!” She explains. “It shouldn't really matter since no nobody would look up my dress…” you sigh. “You will never know~” Tara whispers to herself.

Now that she is satisfied with what you are wearing, she sat you down on the couch to help you with makeup. You don't really use a lot of makeup normally and usually only apply lipstick if needed. But tonight she is going all out. Applying eyeliner and a shiny eyeshadow to make your beautiful eyes stand out even more. She spritz a very sweet strawberry scent perfume onto your neck and wrist, applying some shiny pink lip gloss to your lips. She tied your hair up in a bun, leaving just 2 long strands by your ears.

She is finished with her masterpiece. You were perfect. Not a single guy can retain themselves after glancing at you, even for a second. You looked in the mirror, even you blushed after staring at your reflection. Tara has, without a doubt, outdone herself just to make you the most irresistible.

You both hear a similar knocking at the door, it was Xavier right on cue to take you girls to the pub. Tara opens the door while you sit at the edge of the couch. Xavier, wearing his white jacket with the black lined pockets with a black shirt inside and his white slacks, you’ve seen him wear this before but something looks different. He looks hot. You tried to turn your face away so you could hide your blushing face. Xavier on the other hand, was stunned by how beautiful you looked and you could tell his face was bright red. He tried to look away to calm down but his eyes disobeyed him and just couldn't stop staring and running his eyes from your hair to your toes.

You unintentionally put your hand in the middle of your chest, trying to cover yourself from his burning gaze. Xavier finally turns his head and takes deep breaths to try and calm down. With your hand close to where your collar bone is, you feel kind of bare and though a necklace would help make it feel less exposed. Just as you start searching your accessories box, Tara nugs Xavier. He was nervous but walked towards you.

“If you don't mind, I would like you to have this.” He is holding on to a box that looks like it contains jewelry. He opens the box and inside was a necklace, 2 stars overlapping, one white and one light yellow, the same color or the dress you are wearing. The yellow star has a light glow almost as if he infused some of his Evol into it.

“That looks really pretty, it also looks expensive, I can't accept it.” He made a sad pout, “It’s actually not expensive, I won it at the arcade when they had an event going, I always thought it would match you.” almost as if he was trying to brainstorm a scenario so I would accept.

“It's perfect! Just what we need, just accept it Y/N!” Demands Tara.

“... Fine, thank you Xaiver, for the thoughtful gift.” you answered as you could feel burns on your face from blushing. Just as you reach out for the box, Tara suggests “Xavier you should help her put it on!” she has this grin on her face and you glare her down as if you were throwing daggers at her.

“Please turn around.” Xavier said as he pulled the necklace out of its container. “Hold still.” you turned with your back facing him and stared into the mirror. You could see his hands being a little shaky from nervousness, his face was red. His pinky accidentally grazed your shoulder and you let out a tiniest moan. Shocked by the sound that came out of my mouth, you quickly covered your mouth with both hands hoping that, somehow, Xavier who was directly behind you did not hear you. But oh he heard you alright, as he finished hooking the necklace together he also quickly covered his mouth and tried to direct his gaze somewhere, anywhere to cool off.

Tara, reading the situation in the room, “well since we are all ready, let's get going!” She says as she grabs our purse and puts her heels on. You shot yourself up from your seat and raced to the door, Xavier let out a quiet giggle and followed after you.

You slipped on one of your heels and as you attempted to do the same for the second, you lost your balance when Xavier lent you his forearm and you grabbed him to balance yourself. Through the arm of his jacket, you both can feel each other's body temperature raising. You quickly let go and head out the door. Xaiver is no longer blushing. He walks out and helps you shut your door shut and is just observing you, almost as if he made it his mission to watch and catch you if you stumble again.

The 3 of you venture in the direction of the pub, Xaiver who would normally follow behind you and Tara, decide to take the spot beside you instead. There was literally no room for anyone to walk past your company if they were to speed past on the sidewalk. Seeing this, Tara took a few quicker steps to lead in front of you and Xavier, letting him have all the space he needs. Even with Tara leaving you more space, Xaiver kept himself close to you. His hand had grazed yours a few times already from how close he was to you, your heart would skip a beat but you did not move away, almost as if you're trying to ask for more, or even hope he would do more than just accidentally brush your hand.

Arriving at the pub, the 3 of you entered the door, for a split second, all eyes were on you. You tried to follow Tara, Xavier inches behind you, as if he was ready to fend off all the predators any given second. You 3 managed to find a table, Tara and you sat down on one side and Xavier across from you. “I didn't think there would be this many people here!” Tara said, surprised. It seems like everyone who is single in Linkon city has gathered together here. Xavier, feeling uncomfortable about the idea of stepping away even for a second, asked if the 2 of you would like to get something to drink. “Just get us a bunch of candy shots!” Tara answered, he moves slowly as if he still doesn't want to leave your side as Tara shoos him away. As he walked towards the bar, you could hear girls squalling from different areas of the pub. Some from them eyeing Xavier, some from the person who just walked in the door.

You were chatting with Tara while waiting for Xavier's return when you heard a familiar voice, “So this is where you’re hiding!” You tilt your head and look up, it was Rafayel. This explains the screaming earlier, you thought to yourself. Rafayel, dressed in one of his many fancy suits, looks down and examines your attire for this evening. He couldn't help but feel flushed and had to sit down beside you right away and cross his legs as if he was scared someone would notice something growing in his pants.

Tara couldn't even register what happened as he sat down so quickly, she glanced over and saw that he's the famous artist Rafayel. Her expression was a mix of confusion and excitement, she wanted to ask how the 2 of you know each other but no words can come out of her mouth. “You must be Tara, my name is Rafayel, it's nice to finally meet you. Miss bodyguard here talks about you a lot.” Rafayel reached his hand out for a hand shake. Tara nervously complied.

Rafayel sits back and gives his attention back to you, “You look so beautiful I had a hard time recognizing you.” He runs his hand through the strand of hair that was left hanging by your ear. “That's a cute necklace.” His hand was about to reach for it but was grabbed in the forearm by Xavier, who just happens to return from getting the drinks, which he carried on his other hand. “I gave that to her. You shouldn't get too close.” Xavier warned Rafayel. The two of them glared at each other, you could almost see the sparks fly as they were having a duel just from staring at each other so intensely. Tara interrupts and says, “Here, hand me the drinks.”

Xavier sat back down across from you, but keeping a close eye on Rafayel and twitches at every motion Rafayel makes no matter how small it may be.

Rafayel, annoyed by the thought that he gave you the necklace first, pulls out the one he also had prepared for you. “Well there's enough room for this.” Not even confirming if you would accept it or not, he took the choker and wrapped it around your neck.

Unlike the guys who have the two accessories, they actually complemented each other. The stars that Xavier gave hangs a little above your chest and the black choker, which had a fine silver chain, with a small purple fish, hangs just above your collarbone. Rafayel gives a satisfied smirk to Xavier, as if he was taunting him that they are both on the same level.

You sighed and accepted the fact that you will not be able to remove any of the necklaces without offending either of them. You look defeated and just when you thought the conflict was over, you see a blue snowflake, attached to a long chain, hanging in front of your eyes as the chain slowly lowers and rests on top of your cleavage. You jolted your head to confirm if it was who you suspected to be.

You were correct, Zayne stands towering over you, he placed the necklace down so gently and made sure your hair would not get caught in it. “A lively party you have going on here, mind if I join in?” He asks but sits himself down beside Xavier before an answer is even given.

“The more the merrier I guess!” Tara says, very much overwhelmed by the fact that every single person in the club has eyes on your table. The best looking guys and gals are all gathered here. The death glares from the other ladies feels so sharp as if you were getting pierced. “You must be Dr. Zayne, is it a crazy coincidence to see you here?” Zayne turned his head to you and smiled. “Y/N mentioned that you 2 would be here, so I decided to come along since I got some free time.”

There is this look on Tara's face, like has already seen all the events unfold. The. You remembered. Her fortune reading from last night that refused to tell you. You tried to confront her but she just smiles and smirks at you. She stands up, “I think we need more shots! I’ll be right back~” You secretly scream ‘don’t leave me!’ but she already vanished into the crowd.

The 3 beautiful men sitting with you, all knew of each other's existence but had never met face to face. They started to eye each other down from head to toe. All thought they were superior compared to the other 2.

You sat there awkwardly, looking down at your hands and twirled your thumbs as you waited for Tara to come back. You can feel the guys looking at you, like they can see through everything. You felt bare though you were naked and was just there for them to watch. You said “Fuck it” then grabbed a shot and swallowed it in one big gulp. You grabbed another and another, by the time Zayne grabs your hand to stop you, you jump as he grabs you and notices that you have drunk 5 of them.

“You need to slow down, pace yourself.” He has a serious look on his face, you put the shot down and try to pull your hand away but it won't budge. He will not let go unless you acknowledge what he just said. You gave him a nod “Use your words.” He demands. “I will…” He finally lets go, almost unwillingly. “They are just candy shots anyways, even a kid can't get drunk on those.” You said as you gave him a pout. Looking at how childish you just act, he scoffs. “Behave.”

Feeling a bit angry at Zayne’s remark, you started looking for Tara. “What is taking Tara so long… I better go help her.” You shot up from your seat, so quick that you got a little light headed and was about to collapse back down, Rafayel caught you and you ended up sitting on his lap. Xaiver grits his teeth and Zayne's tongue clicks. Both of their brows are so squashed together they could kill a fly. Rafayel took this opportunity to boost as he put his arms around your waist and gave you a hug, “Carefully now princess, you won't want to get yourself hurt.” As he smirks, the other two men glare at him to let go of you. “I'm perfectly fine!” As you try to get up and Rafayel lets you go as if he's won.

Trying to change the topic, you encouraged the 3 of them to take a shot each. “Why am I the only one drinking? You guys should try some too!” You picked up a shot as if you were about to feed Rafayel. Rafayel sitting with his hands clutching onto the seat beside his legs, opens his mouth slightly as if he wants you to feed him. You were complying and as the glass gets closer to Rafayel’s lips, a hand grabs yours and pulls you over as he sips the glass, his lips touching your finger, “It does taste like candy, very sweet.” Xavier licked his lips and smiled as he celebrated his small victory. Rafayel was furious, you could see flames in his eyes as if his Evol was activated. “Stop.” A cold stern voice called out and made all 3 of you freeze. Zayne shocked all of you. The area almost felt like it got colder all of a sudden. Everyone sad back down nicely like well behaved children.

He reached and distributed a shot to Rafayel and one to Xaiver. He held a glass for himself, raised it in the middle as if he was waiting for the other 2 to meet his glass. “Here's to Y/N, may she find someone she deserves.” Rafayel and Xavier took it as a challenge and clinged his glass. They all took the shot together. You were starting to get a light buzz so you were kind of out of it and didn't understand what they were doing. “Hey, I want to drink too!” You grabbed the last glass on the table and gobbled it down.

It's clear that you are getting drunk. Out of the 10 shots ordered, you downed 6. Of course you were drunk. “I think it's time for you to go home.” Zayne said. “But how about Tara?” You asked. Zayne then points to a corner, you see Tara hitting it off with a cute looking guy, so into him that she's already forgotten you guys were waiting for her. You were about to walk over to her to let her know you are about to leave as you feel a light tug on your arm, “Read the room, won't you? She clearly doesn't want to be bothered right now.” says Rafayel.

“I could just give her a text and let her know we will be leaving soon?” Xavier suggests. The 2 others nod of approval, he pulls his phone out and starts texting. “Done. Shall we get going then?” Xavier extended his hand to help you get up from your seat. “Wait a damn minute.” Rafayel interrupts and yanks your hand away from him. “I was planning to walk her home.”

Xavier looks coldly at Rafayel, he just lets out a grunt.

“In any case, let's just get out of here first” Zayne suggests, “She is starting to attract unwanted attention.” Rafayel and Xaiver did not notice you while they were arguing… You are feeling warm from all the alcohol you drank, and start to fan yourself. Your hand clutches the dress, almost as if you were about to pull on it a bit so you could get some cold air inside your dress. Zayne takes off his coat and plops it on you to shield you from the unwelcome gaze.

Rafayel and Xaiver stand up, Zayne is now in front of you, pulls you up and turns you facing the door, holding onto one of your hands and the other resting on your waist. The ladies all glared in jealousy as if it looked like you were a princess, and your knights were escorting you to where you needed to be. You were too out of it to notice how much attention the lot of you were attracting.

Once you got outside, Zayne was walking you to his car, opened the door and was about to get you inside the passenger seat when Rafayel slammed the door shut. “Excuse me, where do you think you are taking her?” he asked furiously. “I’m taking her home. Now move aside.” Zayne answered. “Are you serious? You had alcohol! I wont allow her to be in your car if you're under the influence.” It was obviously an dumb excuse just to have you not go with Zayne. “Fine, I guess you have a point.” Zayne actually agreed with Rafayel, he would not be able to live with himself if anything were to happen to you, even if there was a slight chance of putting you in danger, he will avoid it. “I will just walk her home. You two can leave.” he demands. “Oh Hell no. I’m coming with, who knows what you would do to her while she is drunk.” Rafayal argued.

“I’m not drunk,” you interrupt, “And Zayne is not that type of person.” Zayne looks at you with such a gentle smile, if you weren’t so drunk, you would have melted by the sight of that. “He will never do anything to me.” Zayne twitched for a second, as if he felt guilty like he had indecent thoughts on his mind. “Can we please get going? I want to change out of this dress…” you start tugging the top again. Zayne covers you up and turns his head away from you so you could not see him blush.

“Let's get going then.” Zayne was trying to walk you to the direction of your place. “Hey, don’t leave me here!” Rafayel whines and follows closely on your other side. Xavier was quiet but he followed behind. “Stop following us.” as Rafayel demands Xavier. “... I live in the same building, this is how I get home.” “Tsk” Rafayel was annoyed how close the two of you live, he is jealous of Xavier that he always gets to see you, anytime he wants.

The 4 of you all walked together, Zayne on your left and Rafayel to your right and Xavier following closely behind. You thought the best way to break the long silence is for you to hum a song, you're not sure what song it was but you were able to put a gentle smile on all their faces. They all enjoyed the sweet melody as the group got closer and closer to their destination.

As you're arriving, Xavier speeds up from behind to get the door open. And to help you inside. Zayne and Rafayel are still following as everyone follows you and Xavier back to your apartment. You got to your door, tried grabbing the door handle as you stumbled around, Xavier took your hand and helped guide your thumb to the fingerprint scanner to get the door unlocked.

Rafayel rushes inside and explores your apartment, Zayne follows after him and sits himself down at the couch. Xaiver didn't want to leave the two of them alone with you and decided to invite himself in as well. You were too drunk to argue so you just let all of them inside. Rafayel thought your place was neat and tidy and liked that you've placed the plushies that he won for you on your bed. Looking at how dazed you look, while being in your beautiful dress and make up, he pulled his phone out and snapped a few pictures of you. Zayne saw him and decided that was actually a good idea, he doesn't get to see you dressed up often and wants to freeze this moment. Xavier also pulled his phone out to take pictures of you, you looking a bit confused but didn't have enough energy to fight back, you just let them do their thing. It was like a photoshoot just for you, they would ask you to do certain poses and you would just comply.

They had fun and were able to take a lot of good shots of you. They have enough material to do whatever they need. With everyone finished taking photos of you, Rafayel changed to a more serious tone. “Do you guys mind leaving? There is something I've been wanting to tell her, Alone.” “Well you are not the only one.” Zayne said calmly. “We all know, no one will back down from this matter.” Xavier agrees.

Rafayel grabs you by your shoulder, and asks you wholeheartedly, “Y/N, do you like me?” You, still in your drunken state, put one hand on his beautiful face, look him in the eyes and nodded. Rafayel was overwhelmed with happiness and turned to Zayne and Xavier, “See! She likes me too, now please leave us. I want to spend time alone with my darling.” Zayne disagreed, he took your hand and asked “Well then, Y/N, do you like me?” you looked at Zayne, and you nodded your head again. “And how about Xavier over there, do you like him too?” Zayne asks. You look over to the direction of where Xavier is standing and give him a sweet smile and nod your head once again.

You are slowly sobering up and realize that you have just confessed to all three of them. You feel so embarrassed, you tried to hide behind your arms and was wishing that this is all just a dream. Tears started rolling down your eyes, as you felt you have betrayed their love for you and you cannot decide who you like the most. You started sobbing. The lads' hearts were aching from watching you cry, you thought you did the one thing you said you would never do. Ruin the current relationships with all three of them. And you felt you did exactly that.

You said quietly under your breath, “please leave.” They all weren't sure who you were referring to and told each other to leave so they, themselves, could stay and watch over you. “All of you.” They are now frozen to their spot. All staring at you. All wanting to cheer you up. You looked up with a painful smile on your face and said, “I'm sorry, I've ruined everything, please leave me. I don't know how I should face the 3 of you.”

You were trying to reject your feelings for all 3 of them. Since you thought it unfair for them to have feelings for you while you can't even decide who you loved most. You know if the situation were too flip, you would not be happy with them not being able to tell which girl they love more.

“What if we said we didn't care who you love more, as long as you don't push me away, I would rather share you than not have you at all…” Xavier said Sadly as he walked over and grabbed your hand and put it to his cheeks. “I… I can't do that! That is not fair for you guys!” You claimed. “Xavier is right, I cannot imagine my life without you. Not anymore. I need you and if I have to share you then so be it.” Rafayel said it very seriously. His deep voice was the confirmation. “But it is not right!” Zayne tries to Sheesh you. “As long as we know that we are in your heart and that is enough. Or is the idea of not being able to see us anymore fine for you?” You flinched, staring at them with a half blanked face, your tears started to burst out uncontrollably. “No! I don't ever want that!” You yelled.

The 3 men surround you, trying to calm you down. Seeing you cry like this breaks their hearts. They are used to you being happy all the time, make silly faces, laugh at the most silly jokes. Not like this, they don't know what to do.

Unable to control his own emotions anymore, Xavier pulled you into his chest, both arms wrapped tightly around you. For a second you felt peaceful. In one swift movement he had your head up and landed a deep passionate kiss on your lips. The others could only watch as they could not have predicted what he was about to do. Xavier, still holding you tightly and kissing you, you let out a soft moan as you were feeling dazed and trying to catch your breath. When he finally gets his senses back, he slowly lets go of you. He used the back of his hand to wipe the drool that slipped out the corner of his mouth. “You taste much sweeter than the candy shot just now.”

You turned your head away from him after hearing such embarrassed words and the exchange of your kiss. You felt flushed and tried to hide your face in your arms. “Th-that was my first kiss!” You claimed. Rafayel is now looking down at your semi concealed face, as when you turned away from Xaiver, you are now facing him. “I guess second is better than none at all.” He scoffs and grabs your wrist and pulls your arms away from your face and leans in to give you a kiss on your lips.

You tried to push yourself away from him, but with his hands pulling you back and whispering without leaving your lips. “Don’t resist.” His blue-pink eyes stare so wantonly into yours’, you twitched and stopped resisting. Once he felt you were no longer pulling away, he tried something more daring. He slowly slips his tongue into your mouth. The weird sensation shocked you and you opened your eyes wide. You are flustered but you did not pull away, you even respond to Rafayel with your tongue swirling harmoniously with his. He releases your wrists and puts his hands on your cheeks, and slowly pushes you away. You almost didn't want him to stop. He looked straight into your dreamy eyes and said. “Now that's a good girl.”

You've been kissed twice the same night, not to mention from different men. But you can't feel but want more. As if something lustful was released from within you without your knowing. Zayne sees this, he walks behind you, puts his one hand on your shoulder and the other on your neck, slowly raising to tilt your chin up. He doesn't say or do anything, other than moving his thumb up and down gently as if he was waiting for you to tell him what he should do next.

You were panting lightly and called out, “Zayne……” he looks down at your wanting eyes and replies “Yes princess? If you need something, you have to tell me.” “I wa-want you to kiss me…” you felt so embarrassed asking Zayne when you've been passionately kissing other guys just now. You feel your eyes getting teary, overflowing as the tears roll out the corner of your eyes. “As you wish, my love.” He bends down, his palm is now resting on your cheek and his long fingers still under your chin. He plants his lips onto yours, his nose brushing your chin, he bites your lower lip gently then sucks with enough pressure to get moaning and panting.

You were sitting but could feel your legs giving in. When Zayne's lips finally left you, you felt fulfilled, satisfied. You fall to your side and Xavier catches you in his arms. Everything feels hazy and you feel the sleepiness catching up to you. You want to open your eyes but you just can't no matter how hard you try. Xavier carried you to your bed. You have already drifted into dreamland while the 3 of them sit close by and just watched you sleep peacefully, they could see you smiling. Maybe you are having a good dream with them being by your side as well. The 3 of them each find a comfortable spot close to you and to spend the night. Rafayel lay in front of you and whispered, “Good night my princess, we have a long road ahead of us. You better be prepared.” As he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

#love and deepspace fanfiction #qi yu #shen xinghui #xavier lads #rafayel x reader #zayne x reader #xavier x reader #li shen

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harunayuuka2060 · 2 years ago

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*In Professor Crewel's class*

Professor Crewel: Has everyone been informed for the upcoming event that will led by Professor MC?

The class: Yes, sir!

Professor Crewel: Good. Don't embarrass me, puppies. Show what you've got. Class dismissed.

*the students talking excitedly about the event*

Student A: I think we'll be able to catch them very easily.

Student B: I'm not going to say that. I heard from one of the students here that MC-sensei specialty.

Rook, Vil, and Epel: ...

Epel: Vil, I wasn't informed about the event. What are we doing?

Vil: Professor MC will infiltrate our dorms. And we need to catch them before they could steal one item from each dorm leaders.

Rook: Isn't that exciting, Epel?

Epel: Um... I don't know. Are they just going to sneak in?

Vil: *smirks* Are you underestimating our magicless professor, Epel?

Epel: O-Of course not! I wouldn't dare!

Ruggie: So what will be our strategy, Leona?

Leona: *yawns* Nothing.

Jack: Nothing?! It's an event that will help the students a lot in earning credits!

Leona: Huh?

Ruggie: I knew you were not listening, Leona.

Ruggie: MC-sensei had convinced Professor Trein and Professor Crewel to give an exemption to the dorm that would manage to catch them from any projects for this whole month.

Leona: Tch. So?

Ruggie: You need this. Considering how lazy you are.

Riddle: Secure the possible blindspots in the dorm!

Cater: Wow, you're taking it seriously, Riddle.

Ace: Why wouldn't he? It was because of him this event is being held. *laughs*

Riddle: *tries to hold his temper*

Cater: Care to explain, Ace?

Ace: Sensei told me this. Housewarden Riddle has no self-preservation and they compared them to a lone rabbit.

Riddle: THAT'S ENOUGH! GRRR! I'LL MAKE THE PROFESSOR TAKE BACK THEIR WORDS!

Cater and Riddle: Haha...

Riddle: Trey! How's the preparation going?

Trey: Everything's great.

Riddle: Good. The event will start any minute now.

Trey: By the way, Riddle. *goes to fix his hair*

Riddle: Ah, was it messy?

Trey: *smiles* Just a little bit.

Cater and Ace: *feels something off*

Cater: *whispers* Hey, Ace.

Ace: *whispers back* Yeah?

Cater: Trey was baking in the kitchen, right?

Ace: Maybe he's done?

Cater: That fast?

Riddle: Alright. Be sure to return immediately.

Trey: Okay. *leaves the room*

Trey: *showing up from behind, holding a cake* Riddle, I'm done baking the sweets for the afternoon snack.

Ace, Riddle, and Cater: ...

Trey: *confused why they're staring at him in horror*

Riddle: We... WE HAVE BEEN INFILTRATED!!!

MC: *tears their Trey mask* *leaving the Heartslabyul dorm, holding Riddle's favorite book* That was easy, hehe~.

MC: Now... Where should I go next?

Professor Crewel: Is everyone ready for the double the amount of projects you're going to receive this month?

Half of the students: *groans*

Ignihyde and Diasomnia students: *letting out a sigh of relief because they barely managed to win*

MC: *entering the room* Hello~

The class: Hello, sensei!

MC: *giggles* I'm here to excuse the Ignihyde and Diasomnia students.

Professor Crewel: Are they going to join your special class?

MC: I'm afraid they're still lacking. But I don't mind teaching them the basics.

Sebek: SENSEI! PLEASE GO HARD ON US!

MC: *looks at him* Oh~ I'll be sure to do that, Sebek. Since I've had outwit you.

Sebek: Nghhhh!

#twisted wonderland #twst mc #twst crewel #twst vil #twst rook #twst epel #twst riddle #twst ace #twst cater #twst trey #twst sebek #twst ruggie #twst jack #twst leona #twst professor mc

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b1zmuth · 5 months ago

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You, ''Me'', and the fucking cat! | Satan X Reader

SC \\ replacement (To like the slightest degree), jealousy, angry MC, crackhead energy, whatever was that fever dream called the obey me anime, fluff, CAT!!!

Plot: You turn into a cat, and basically get replaced in some odd fashion.

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Today was an ordinary day.

It was the same as all the other ‘’ordinary to the point it's insufferable’’ days, filled with silence and the occasional joke thrown your way, darting glances towards you and those god-awful poorly hidden whispers- basically, everyone was tiptoeing around your general presence, attempting to not set off the ticking time bomb that was a mere step in the wrong direction from going off.

Now, to give credit where it's due, you DID bring this on yourself, considering your recently declared mass ignorance streak of everyone in the House of Lamentation.. And when you said everyone, you really meant EVERYONE- even Cebererus wasn't spared from your wrath and backhanded responses.

Even then, it still didn't justify anything that the brothers had done to you yesterday- leaving you a sopping wet mess due to their shitty April Fools “joke” that left you sulking in ''your bed'' for hours on end… or well leading up until now, where you sat on top of the table in Solomon’s dorm- where the owner of said room laughed at the current absurdity of the situation, despite the glares your eyes shot at him.

You licked your paw in an unamused fashion, trying to ignore Solomon’s cackle session at your unfortunate situation.. he somehow still didn't get with the program- shutting his mouth already.

‘’Hehe, he- haha! This is just too- haaaa!- funny! Tell me the story again, please?’’ Solomon laughed like it was going to be his last, which further fueled your immense hatred for the slick bastard- your mind racing to figure out what would be the best torture method for his ass- ‘’So, before you start telling me how you got yourself into this… situMEOWation! how's life living on the short side? Y’know, as a CAT! Ha!’’

You were going to kill him one way or another that's for SURE.

‘’Meow meow meowww! Meow meow!’’ (I’ll gouge your fucking eyeballs out if you laugh one more time you shitty excuse of a cook!) you hissed at the god-awful cook who laughed even harder this time, having to compose himself before he fell off the couch- ‘’Oh, this is the funniest thing I've ever seen- it's even better when I know what you're saying! Haha!’’ ‘’meow meow!’’ (incompetent fuck!)

Solomon finally stops laughing and turns to you with an amused look on his face, his smirk being the telltale sign of his desire for the full story…

So, this whole problem started when you were in your room secretly planning a nice, luxurious retreat to Istanbul with Satan as a surprise date in your planner- Noticing Mammon who came in your room and started talking to you- ‘’Oi human! Needa’ wear something light to dinner, Lucifer says you will get your hands messy! And doncha’ keep me waiting!’’- you finished up your plans got redressed fairly quickly and started rushing down for dinner only to be met with a dark, like SERIOUSLY dark dining room and radio silence to top it off. ‘’The hell?’’ you said, turning your head in every direction in a confused manner, your eyes darting around- eventually getting used to the pitch-black darkness that consumed the room, which still didn't help much but you just shrugged it off, and shook your phone to turn on its flashlight to be met with a damn near petrifying sight- four gigantic ass spiders-looking THINGS on the roof of the dining room which also, damn near shaved off 15 years off of your lifespan, and it only got worse from there as the 4 ‘’shadows’ started jumping down from the roof… With guns???

Damn! All of that boy kissing really did come to bite you in the ass because there was no way in hell the big G was going to let you slide with YOUR record. Fuck!

‘’Well damn, this might be how I go out, to some fuckass spiders- yeah right, hell to the naw!’’ you thought before making a mad dash up the stairs, hearing the repeated thumps of feet trailing behind you, the sound of your own blood rushing past your ears, the delicious feeling of adrenaline coursing throughout your body made this whole chase a little bit fun..?

Well, it was fun up until you nearly got cornered by three more of the ‘’shadows’’, mindlessly ran into about two walls, and got some varying degrees of carpet burn from sliding across the rugged floor so many times- your screams echoing throughout the halls, NOW the situation had totally went from 0-100 real fast.

But never mind that! Where in the world were the brothers? You had JUST seen and talked to Mammon no less than five minutes ago, right? There is no way that all seven could have disappeared with a trace within a matter of mere minutes?

Well, you kept on running until you finally found a lit room… And then your legs gave out from underneath you- and you somehow slid across a. Soapy floor? What the hell?

‘’SQUUUUIIRRTING CONTESSSSSST!!!!’’ you heard multiple voices around you scream before you were blasted by multiple streams of.. ‘’Water’’, you think, and having buckets of that same ‘’water’’ being dumped all over your already sopping wet body- and then to make matters worse, the millisecond you got up you were pelted with numerous water balloons that sent you right back down for the count- with the same voices bursting out with cackles and giggles at your expense.

I mean, to give credit, your assailants finally got the memo that maybe you were dead due to drowning in some mysterious liquid, and a yellow blur pulled you up before you were pelted with MORE FUCKING WATER BALLOONS- oh yeah, you had to be fucking livid now, looking aligned to someones abandoned wet dog after all.

Oh, and livid you were! Enough to start flipping tables and chairs, turning the now revealed seven brothers into a humanized game of bowl, hanging three of them from a chandelier and giving two a swirly-whirly, leaving poor Lucifer and Satan staring at you in genuine fear and holding up their hands defensively whilst slowly walking backward- ‘’YOU!’’ You yelled, pointing a furious finger that switched between pointing at both demons before you spoke up again, your feet picking up pace and the distraught faces of both demons turning more scared with each step- ‘’I ALMOST DROWNED! MY PHONE? SHAMISLED! MY NOSTRILS? SHOT. MY HAIR THAT I SPENT AN HOUR DRYING AND FLUFFING OUT? DONE-ZOS! WHAT IN THE HELL COMPELS YOU TO DROWN SOMEONE IN WATER AFTER HELPING THEM UP?!’’ you screamed at the two before stopping dead in your tracks, just mere feet in front of them before you started having a stare-down contest with your two unwilling contestants before they nervously tried to plead the fifth with you, only to be met with a loud ‘’STAY!’’ and the loud thumps of their bodies hitting the floor.

‘’Uuuuuuuuurgh..’’ ‘’Nghuuuugh…!’’

‘’Meow meow meow meow, meow! Meooooooooow, meowww.’’ (And that's how I ended up ignoring all of those damn brothers, who almost drowns someone in.. whatever that ‘’water’’ was and then laughing when I got pelted with even MORE wate-’’ ‘’HAAAAAAAAHAAhhhheeeehe!! AHAaaa!’’ ‘’Heheeeee…. Oh uh.. continue, please..’’

So, after you eventually stormed up to your room after spamming ‘’Stay’’ on Lucifer and Satan, you tried to get somewhat dry and marched right on over to Levi’s Room, snatching up Crowe and marching right back on over to your own room before starting your devious plan; turn all of the brothers into cats of course! At least then they would be bearable to be around after the shadoozy they just put you through 15 minutes ago! What a fantastic plan! What could possibly go wrong?

‘’Crowe! I want you to turn something into a cat.’’ You said, hoping that Levi had autopay still enabled on Crowe.

‘’Hello, LEVIACHAN, what would you like to be turned into a cat?’’ Crowe responded, your giddy smile growing with the thought of the brothers getting their justified punishment, right up until you heard Satan calling your name out- ‘’Shit! Did Crowe hear that?’’

‘’Understood, autopay is enabled, beginning transaction soon.’’ You let out a loud groan, mentally cursing Satan for opening his mouth the second you decide to use something as sensitive as Crowe. Fuck!

‘’MC! Were sorry! Can we talk..please?’’ Satan yelled from somewhere downstairs, his voice getting louder- signaling his ascent up towards your room- ‘’Payment confirmed, LEVIACHAN, thank you for using Crowe’s Digital Transformation System. . . . . . A bright white flash quickly illuminates the room, both blinding you and ripping a poorly-hidden scream from your throat, before dissipating and alerting your unwanted guest. . . . As much as you loved Satan, you were SO going to kick his ass the second you got your body back, no! You were GOING to kick his ass as soon as he walked in! Wait, you could do it in the hallway too! Even better.

If only you could reach the door that was taunting you about your new, fuzzy, form.

Well, shit. Now not only were you stuck in this cat form, but your entire revenge plan also went straight out the window- I mean there wasn't jack your minuscule ass was going to be doing to a 6’1 demon who LOVED cats. You might as well just go ahead and call it quits, because this would be your unfortunate new life.

And just as you were sulking, deciding on what cat food you would have to set as your worst-case scenario- O-Great-Lord-O-Cats waltzes into your room, looking somewhat distressed as he frantically looked around for your (human) body, only for his greenish-yellow eyes falling on your adorable cat form- ‘’Oh! Where did you come from, little one? And how did you get inside?’’ Satan asked you, his large hands picking you up and holding you, one hand lifting up to pet your soft fur and eventually scratching behind your ear- but not before swiping a

‘’Never mind that, you must be hungry.. And angry at that..’’ He looked at you with a saddened face, seemingly to completely have forgotten about the very much HUMAN scream that came from your room, and that flashbang of a transformation that he had to have seen- my god, you really didn't think that Satan wanted you gone that much for him to overlook that gigantic red flag.

You wondered if someone were to wave a 50ft red flag in front of his face would he still just ignore it to care for a cat.. Probably so knowing him.

And to your shock, all the rest of the brothers were sitting at the dinner table eating, before they watched Satan walk into the room with yet another cat, before turning back to finish whatever they were doing at the table- I mean it was already confusing that Satan didn't say anything about the recent events, but for all seven brothers to not even spare a cough or a sniffle when your scream rang out and Satan came down with a CAT and not YOU.

‘’What for dinner.’’ Satan asked nonchalantly, setting you down on the dinner table, to which you stared at him with a confused look- ‘’Devildom Stir-fry with Toxic Chameleon’’ someone from behind you said, your furry face now scrunched up in contemplation- ‘’there is no way in hell they served a dish that only demons could eat, did I give them all brain damage? no.. no. did they forget me?’’ You thought to yourself, being so lost in thought that you didn't hear Satan excusing himself from the table to ‘’go get something’’, or really to notice the disappointed sighs of the brothers around you.

You felt a pair of warm, slender hands pick you up and carry you to a nearby seat, setting you down on their lap and petting your fur softly, and as you looked up- you saw Asmo pouting above you.

‘’You know, I feel sooooo bad for making our sweet MC angry… dinners so boring without them.’’ Asmo sighed, picking aimlessly at his plate after he passed you to Belphie- ‘’Agreed, I didn't think they would take it so seriously’’ Belphie hummed before turning you into his personal pillow, smooshing his face inside of your soft fur.

‘’I believe Lucifer told you to at least warn MC that they would be getting wet, right Mammon?’’ Levi retorted at the now worried Mammon who just responded with ‘’Y’know, who tells a person to change clothes because they are going to be getting wet in the dining room, huh?!’’ he pointed his fork towards Levi who scoffed,’’ YOU, Mammon! Are you seriously that dim-witted to not warn someone about a water fight?’’ he glared right back at the elder sibling- searching his pockets for his DDD.

‘’Either way, MC doesn't want to speak with us, they even hid in their room when I came to find them.’’ Satan responded, his tone slowly going more upbeat as he saw you desperately trying to claw your way from underneath Belphie- who awoke with some ‘’gentle’’ persuasion from Satan.

Belphie’s chair quickly tumbles to the ground, with him flying to the floor with it -’’ Y’know, you DIDN’T have to shove me out of the chair! Evil bastard!’’- ‘’tough luck, I need to put this collar on Satan’s Angry Kitty, and you're in the way!’’ Satan shrugged at Belphie, picking you up and returning you back to his seat at the dinner table.

Hold on a minute, he said a-what-now?

‘’Woah woah woah! Slow down! Did you just say you need to put a collar on that CAT who’s name is Satan’s Angry Kitty? Belphie pulled himself up off the floor, looking at Satan with a questionable look on his face ‘’Thats such a cringy name lool’’ Levi giggled to himself as he watched you desperately try to run away from Satan’s hands- ‘’Even the cat thinks the name is weird LMAO’’

Who in their right fucking mind names a cat that? I have to stop picking the freaklicious men to crush on- because this is just plain ridiculous!

‘’What a kinky name for a cat, Satan!’’ Asmo said in a sing-song tone, his smirk never faltering.

‘’Of course, I named the cat that- they remind me of MC, and it would be weird to name a cat that randomly appeared in MC’s room after them, no?’’ Satan laughed, covering your claws with his thumbs- ‘’Oi! What makes you think that the cat belongs to YOU? If anything I say I should get to name the cat! I was MC’s first man after all!’’ Mammon leaped from his seat pointing the finger at Satan and quickly pointing his finger at everyone else at the table.

‘’You would KILL that poor furry feline with your incompetence! I think that I, Asmo, should take care of them! At least they wouldn't end up being sold off to those witches you are so fond of!’’ Asmo put a hand on his chest, smugly making a comment towards Mammon, only to be cut off by Belphie- ‘’Nuh-uh! No way in HELL should an animal be left in your care! You're too self-absorbed to even give a second thought about it! Leave it in the care of ME and BEEL.’’

‘’And you're so sure that you could take care of it huh?! Beel would eat the poor thing as a midnight snack and your napping gramps ass wouldn't even know until a week later!’’

‘’Loool you guys are so pathetic, clearly the otaku could take care of a simple cat- unlike the rest of you normies!’’

‘’Oh COME ON! Your an OTAKU for fucks sake! You’d be too busy busting it to your figurines and those games your always playing to even notice if the cat got eaten by Henry!’’

‘’Who are you calling pathetic?! I was the first one to discover the cat, so I get naming privileges! All the rest of you clingy fucks can suck it!’’

‘’You all are being childish, none of you are even competent enough to care for this feline- so just go ahead and give it to me!’’

‘’SHUT THE HELL UP LUCIFER!’’

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It took a lot more arguing, flipped tables and chairs, plates, forks, food, and YOURSELF, being flung around the room before you were finally able to get Satan to calm down and pay attention to you- ‘’HURRRRRAAAAAUG- oh! Satan’s Angry Kitty! You seem like you want my attention.. You want my attention don’t ya? Awwwwwh! You really are just too cute!’’ He cooed at you whilst holding you in his arms before retreating to his room and setting you down on his bed.

I mean, seeing him in his demon form was really interesting since he seemed to get even dreamier when he was being nice in said form- and it was even better that he was lying down on his back and holding you up in the air, still cooing at you about how cute you were- ‘’you know, MC was planning on taking me on a secret date to this place in the human world called ‘’Istanbul’’..’’ ‘’Meow meow meow!’’ ( Damn it! You just had to look through my notebook!’’)

‘’I mean, I was planning on asking them out on a library date, I was really worried if they weren't going to feel the same about me, but thanks to you sitting right next to that notebook I got to know that they do like me back! What a helpful kitty you are!’’ He booped your small button nose, to which you tried to reciprocate the action by booping him back, but failed.

Now, it was only a matter of time before Satan swiped that planner of yours- it DID have the title as ‘’Satan X Me (heart heart heart)’’ but even then you did it as a funny haha joke, and now its come back to bite you in the ass. Dammit.

Unfortunately, he sat you back down on the bed and got up to go retrieve a book from one of his shelves, coming back and fully laying down on his bed with you resting on his chest.

You curled up into a ball on top of him, placing yourself where you could read the book with him, peacefully enjoying the steady beat of his heart, and his soothing breathing- ‘’How much longer do you want to stay as my little angry kitty, hm, MC?’’

Wait what?

He laughed, ‘’Don't act coy with me MC, I've already known that you were transformed into a cat. So, let me ask you again; how much longer do you want to stay as Satan’s Angry Kitty?’’ he narrowed his eyes as he spoke, watching your bewildered expression. (really he was watching your ears)

GET ME OUTTA HERE!!!

And did Jesus come to save you he did, having all six of his brothers burst into the room- teasing you about being Satan’s Little Kitten- and a mix of ‘’APRIL FOOLS’’ having you make a hasty retreat for the door, a mad dash to the dorms where Solomon was- because staying in that house another SECOND would have had you dead on the spot.

‘’Meow meow meow meow, meow meow.’’ (so yeah, here we are. I would have done anything to be in my human form when he told me that! Do you know how hot it was to be called his kitty whilst he was in his demon form AND laying on his chest?! Do you, Solomon?!) You meowed at the sorcerer, who laughed again- ‘’and now your just being thirsty for him, classic you.’’ Solomon responded flashing his bright smile at you.

‘’Meow meow meow..’’ (coming from the fruitastic maestro sitting in front of me I take that as a compliment.)

‘’Would you like for me to turn you back now? You know, so you can continue salivating at the mouth over Satan?

‘’Meow!’’ (yes!)

Solomon giggled at your enthusiastic response before he turned you back into the human- ''It's a wonder that he hasn't shown up here to come and get you-'' and he was swiftly cut off with a suspicious knock at the door to which you answered it… and it was Satan, holding a beautiful bouquet of your favorite colored flower, a giddy smile on his face, and a small ginger cat perched on top of his shoulder- ‘’Heard you had an interest for me, Kitt-’’

‘’let me stop you right there buddy, we need to sit down and have a talk about this nickname situation!’’ You giggled at the somewhat taller male who laughed right with you as he lowered his shoulder so you could grab the cat that was on it.

‘’Where do you keep on finding all these cats?’’ ‘’I don't know, I'm just a cat attractor, you know this already, hun.’’

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A/N: This was just wow. somehow this beat my diavolo x reader fic with a 1500 word difference.. atp every fic I write gets LONGER.. smh

Ngl this one drained me, so OMNB(+SWD) headcannons r next, so if you enjoyed this fic please like and drop a suggestion for the headcannons! oh yeah, and thank you to everyone who enjoyed my DXR fic! i really, really, appreciate it!! :)

Bizmuth 24' | Biz's Workshop

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itzsana-kiddingmenow · 1 year ago

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Weak:

>>>his smile

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.

this is so messy i am SO sorry…😭🫣

𝒍𝒆𝒆: Changbin

𝒍𝒆𝒓s: Chan, Hyunjin, Jisung (basically 3racha + hyunjin’s dorm)

𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘢 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭i𝘯𝘨! 💗

𝕥𝕨: massage chair, changbin almost faints in the end and is a cute little shit, tons of nibbles and raspberries, some swearing

𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥: @someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae @dandyboyseungmo

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣u.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘

Changbin was nervous. Let’s just say the others had finally convinced their manager to finally get a massage chair, and they were all trying it out.

Bin wasn’t stupid. He knew his sensitivity with massage chairs and he wasn’t about to get himself trapped in this situation.

When it was his turn to try out the chair, he excused himself to the restroom, trying to escape afterwards just to get caught by…

“Hyung? Where are you going? Don’t you wanna try the chair?” Jisung questioned the panicked older.

“Ohh I’m a little tired Sung, maybe i’ll try a little later…” Changbin tried to look anywhere but Han’s face.

“Oh! Well if you’re tired…just sit on the chair for like 2 minutes, please?” Han pleaded, eyes sparkling with excitement.

The dark rapper definitely couldn’t resist the younger’s eyes, but he tried to. Way too fast, he gave in. I mean, how sensitive could it be?

Changbin took a deep breath as Jisung pressed a few buttons on the remote, and when the chair turned on, Bin could feel the wands pushing up into his back, vibrating as a form of massage.

However, it definitely didn’t feel like a massage to the poor rapper, instead, Binnie tried not to let out a stream of giggles as the feeling almost overwhelmed his body.

He lasted about a total of 10 seconds before he started giggling quietly, body squirming as Han gave him an incredibly confused look.

Ohhh, poor Bin could already feel the blush creeping up his face as he t r i e d to hold in his giggles, but failing every time.

He heard loud laughter and as he looked over to see who was laughing, he made eye contact with a gleeful Hyunjin.

“HAHA IT’S TICKLISH FOR HIM, HAN!” Hyunjin doubled over in laughter, as Changbin whined pitifully.

It was Jisung’s turn to laugh at his hyung as the boy tried his hardest to get off the chair, just to get pushed and held down by Hyunjin.

“plehehease okahay it tihickles juhuhust lehet me oHOHOUT!” Changbin yelled as Hyunjin straddled his waist, only pushing his torso deeper into the chair.

In the next few seconds, Hyunjin had managed to call Chan while Jisung got on Bin’s legs, only trapping the giggling boy’s legs down further.

Chris arrived, due to Hyunjin’s call, and laughed when the explanation was shouted into his ear.

“Well, I knew Binnie was sensitive to those chairs, he’s always avoided them.”

“Haha yeah it’s so funny that he’s always the one holding our arms up when we get wrecked by each other, and now he’s the one trapped!” Jisung laughed as Chan and Hyunjin looked at him with a smile.

Meanwhile the poor rapper was going mad, unable to move while the others teased him.

“hehehe shuhut uhup!” Bin flushed a deep red when the others cooed at his giggles.

Chan walked over and pulled Changbin’s weakened arms up, resulting in protests from the rapper as he tried his hardest to stop the oldest.

Hyunjin decided to shut him up but suddenly digging deep into the older’s torso.

Changbin’s face stretched into a wide, and frankly, adorable smile as he screeched at the suddenness of the sensation.

“YAHAHAHA HYUHUHUNJIHIN PLEHEAHEASE!” He yelled. Jisung stretched him out more as the older begged and begged.

Changbin’s normally strong body felt weak, and he was unable to do anything except laugh his head off as Hyunjin squeezed at his ribs.

“OHO MY GAHAD STAHP STAHAHAP PLHEHEHEASEEE!”

Bin squealed loudly as Jisung joined in from his legs, digging his nimble fingers into the firm muscle of the rapper’s thighs.

Changbin managed to thrash so much that he flipped over, however this only made things worse as his sensitive chest and torso was now the one getting the massage…

“AHAHAHA PLEHEHEASE TUHURN IT OHOHOHOFF!” Changbin screamed as Chan managed to raise his arms above his head again, and easy feat considering how weak he was.

Jisung continued digging into the back of his thighs as Hyunjin cooed at the rapper, occasionally pinching at his side to hear him squeal.

“FUHUHUCK YOUHU, MEHEHEHEANIES!!!” Hyunjin gasped dramatically as Chan glared at the nervously giggling rapper, who knew he had made a mistake.

Chan was able to let go of the younger’s arms now, as Changbin was too weak to try anything anyway.

He pressed Bin’s arms into the chair by sitting on them, giggling as the rapper screeched from the sensation on his underarms.

The eldest dug all his fingers into Changbin’s back ribs while Hyunjin abandoned his side for the small of his back, wiggling his fingers there just to watch Changbin’s thrashing increase, while Jisung let go of his thighs in favor of getting the rapper’s feet.

The sensation drove him mad, and Changbin screamed the loudest he could before descending into silent laughter, tears steaming down his face.

Chan giggled at how violently Binnie was shaking, and then decided to give the poor boy a break.

“Okay guys let’s just let him catch his breath.” Chan reached over to turn the chair off, laughing when Changbin sighed loudly in relief, residual giggles coming from the rapper as he laid face down on the chair.

“ugh frihick youhu people.” Changbin commented, eyes widening as he felt his shirt being lifted up at the back.

“You’re really gonna regret that…” Hyunjin replied, scribbling over Bin’s back lightly to hear his sweet giggles.

Hyunjin lowered his head and took a deep breath, while an unsuspecting Bin sagged in his chair.

Hyunjin suddenly blew a very long raspberry right on the small of Bin’s back, watching as the rapper jolted and screeched in laughter, thrashing around as the other two began their torture as well.

“NONONOHOHOHO STAHAHAHAHA-” The rest of Changbin’s sentence was lost as Hyunjin nibbled at his back, and the feeling of teeth was obviously too much for the boy as he cut in and out of silent laughter.

Bin felt like he was seconds from ascending as he went limp from weakness.

Finally, the others decided he had enough and let go of him entirely, cooing at his red face and exhausted body.

Hyunjin ran to get him some water while the rest of 3RACHA helped Changbin catch his breath. The rapper sagged into the hug as he sipped at his water.

“Sorry if we went too far, hyung.” Jisung apologized.

“To be fair though, you were so cute!” Chan squealed. “Who knew that this was your weakness?” Hyunjin sarcastically asked.

“It’s okahay guhuys! Really, i’m fihine!” Changbin reassured as he panted.

“I’m so doing this again!” Chan exclaimed, laughing when Changbin groaned and smiled slightly at him.

He liked the feeling maybe just a little too much…

𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.𖤣.𖥧.𖡼.⚘.

i hope you enjoyed! please check my intro post before interacting! love ya! 💕💗💖

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meenatranslates · 10 months ago

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[R] Taichi | Those Who Hide in the Snow

Every time I go to the storage room to look for props, things always appear or disappear, so it feels like treasure hunting.

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The Return of Lord Taichi!? - Part 1

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ーRoom 106 (Day)ー

*knock knock*

Azami: Who is it?

Oh, Taichi-san.

Taichi: Sorry to bother you! Can I borrow the Yaksha horns that you used during the Ayakashi Festival before?! (1)

Azami: Yaksha horns...? Oh, does this have to do with the demon role that you and Sakuya-san going to play as guest performers?

Taichi: Yeah! I was thinking of what I could do before our practice starts.

And when you think of demons, horns come to mind, right? I just thought they're what I need to look the part.

My demon role has a lot of horns on the head, and they're kinda similar to your Yaksha horns...!

I actually don't know if you have the full set costume, but I thought it won't hurt to ask you for it!

Azami: I see. But that costume was for the summer festival's salesperson to wear, so even if they still have it, it'll take a while to pull it out.

Taichi: Agh, you're right.

Azami: Have Director call them...

...Nevermind. Why don't you try looking around the storage room? You might unexpectedly find something there.

Taichi: Oh yeah! It's like a magical storage room where anything you want can come out if you dig deep enough!

Azami: I think the room's just being messy, though.

Taichi: Aight, I'll go and look for something there!

Azami: Let me know if you still don't find anything. I'll try asking the staff for the Yaksha horns then.

Taichi: That'd be a great help! Thanks, A-chan!

ーStorage Roomー

Hmm... I guess there isn't one here...

(A-chan said all that, but I'll feel bad asking Director-sensei and the townspeople for help just to lend me the horns only...)

Ah, I can just make one myself!

Oh, but I'd be better off doing something else if I have that much time... Hngh...

Aaahh~! Won't horns just sprout on my head already?! Anyone, please help me and grant my wish~!

Haha, just kidding.

...Hm? M-my head is kinda itchy. Feels like something's digging into my scalp...

Horns?: Are you the one who had summoned me?

Taichi: Huh? Who was that...?

Horns?: Were you not saying you needed my help?

Taichi: EHH!? N-no way... I've got horns now! Are they also... Hngh-! I can't get them off!!

(Noooo~! The cursed horns are back again!) (2)

Horns?: Good grief, you have been so tumultuous since earlier. That behavior is very unbecoming of you. To be more proper, you must walk like this.

Taichi: (My body is moving on its own!?)

Horns?: I haven't the slightest idea of the snow spirit you have in mind, but surely they are something similar to me.

Hmm... Not having an attendant is out of the question. Let us look for them.

Taichi: P-please wait a second! Everyone will be surprised, so anything but that~!!

=====NOTES=====

[1] Referring to Azami's R "Sneering Yaksha"

[2] Referring to Taichi's SSR "Demon of Hell"

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The Return of Lord Taichi!? - Part 2

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ーHallwayー

Horns?: Now then, is there anyone around?

Taichi: (Not only my body, but my mouth also moves on its own!)

(Back then, it seems that I got possessed by a Jiangshi after Ban-chan stuck an unknown talisman on me...)

(But I'm currently being possessed while fully conscious right now!! I'm gonna get told off by Ban-chan and Sakyo-nii again~!!)

Eeek...! Please don't let me bump into someone here...!

Chikage: Oh, Taichi. Good morning.

...What are those horns?

Horns?: I don't like this guy.

Chikage: Eh?

Taichi: Ahhh, nope, nothing! The weather is good today as usual, huh! Now then, if you'll excuse me!

Chikage: What was that...?

ーBalconyー

Taichi: (Surely there's no one-)

Homare: A shining snow shower, a sparkling sun shower... Pouring down on us-

Taichi: (Gaaahh-!! There is~!)

Homare: Oh, hello there, Taichi-kun. Care to have some tea as well?

Hm? Why do you have horns there?

Horns?: The elegance is impeccable, but I do not believe we can get along.

Homare: ...Pardon?

Taichi: Ahaha, the tea sure smells good, huh! But my tummy kinda hurts right now, so I'll have the tea another time!

Homare: Is that so? Take care, then.

Still, I wonder what's with the horns...?

ーLoungeー

Sakyo: We need to send the year-end gift to the chairman, and then...

Banri: Ah man, it's already the time. What should we do with the end-of-year gift?

Taichi: (Oh no, no, no! What should I do?! I ran into the people I want to avoid the most!)

Banri: Oh, it's Taichi.

...Hey, I've seen that horns somewhere before.

Horns?: Hoh... This guy is not worth it, but...

The other guy here looks well-taught. He seems to be informed of civility, so he's perfect.

Banri: Hah? Why you...

Taichi: Awawa! Ban-chan, this is-.

Horns?: Hey, that four-eyes over there. I'm talking about you.

Sakyo: Ahh?

Taichi: It wasn't me just now, Sakyo-nii! It's the horns' doing!

Horns?: As you can see, he is not behaving properly. Having an attendant by his side should make things a little better. A few days should suffice, so serve him well.

Sakyo: ...This sure seems familiar, hm?

Taichi: I'm really sorry about this, Ban-chan and Sakyo-nii...! Seems like I got possessed again...

Sakyo: My god, what did you do this time.

Taichi: Well...

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Sakyo: Now I get it. Your wish backfired on you.

Banri: Should we do the talisman again?

Horns?: Do you truly think that would work against me?

Banri: This guy's irritating as heck.

Taichi: Sorry, Ban-chan!

Um, so, what should I do to remove these horns?

Horns?: They will be gone if you are able to maintain the same dignity even without me around.

Sakyo: It might be pointless for asking, but... Is there any hope?

Horns?: From what I see, there is none.

Taichi: Eh! No way~. So you're telling me I'm gonna be stuck like this for life!?

Horns?: If you do not want that, then train yourself to develop the dignity worthy of my level. Do that and they will come out then.

Taichi: Urk, this is the most spartan role study I've ever done so far...

Horns?: Hey, 'Four-eyes', carry this through together as his attendant. He won't grow any further otherwise.

Sakyo: That's none of my business. And who are you calling 'Four-eyes'?

Horns?: This guy here had mentioned that this was for role study. For a place like this, it is not possible for it to be none of your business, no?

Sakyo: Tsk, what awfully talkative horns.

Banri: Yeah, the one before this didn't talk at all.

Horns?: ...Seems like I have no other choice. Since thou would not do it, I will train him.

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Where is the dignity in that!

Taichi: *huff, puff* I'm getting mentally tired from switching places... When will I be free from the horns~!

Tenma: What's with the ruckus here?

Taichi: Ten-chan! I want these horns to come off already~!!

Tenma: Just take them off then.

Banri: We're sayin' that he can't. He got possessed by somethin' weird. Until he has the dignity, he can't take 'em off at all.

Tenma: ...Hah? I don't get it. You really can't do it?

Banri: Try and touch 'em.

*Tenma touches them, then the horns disappear*

Tenma: W-what the!?

Banri: Huh?

Sakyo: It disappeared...?

Taichi: Eh!? You serious!?

Horns?: I can see in him that he possesses a great dignity.

Tenma: What's this voice...?

Banri: It sure resonates directly in my head.

Horns?: He is still somewhat immature, but he has good manners.

Although he does not have as much civility as 'Four-eyes' does, he is the most akin to me. You shall ask this person for guidance from now on.

Tenma: ...What is he talking about?

Sakyo: ...He was annoying to the end, but then he appointed Sumeragi and disappear, just like that.

Banri: Guess it's 'cause he felt they were kindred spirits.

Taichi: Seems like it...

Story Clear!

#a3!#a3! translation #meenatranslates #nanao taichi #taichi nanao #i didnt expect the comeback when this set came out lmao #the cards are soo beautifuuull tho

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hello!! I really really like your series ' an education in malice' with Vanserra!reader x Az, and it inspired me to sketch them!!(or atleast how I pictured them HAHA) please excuse how messy it is, but, thankyou so much for the inspiration!! looking forward to anything you do <3

I AM GENUINELY SCREAMING AND CRYING YOU DONT UNDERSTAND ???!???

where do i start omg first, im SO honored 🥹😭 look at them!!! this means so much to me and it’s perfect timing for me to stare at as i start writing the next parts as we speak (as i type lolol)

you’re so talented i literally cannot stop staring at this. i love love love azriels hands!!! and HIM HOLDING HERR 😩 THEIR FACIAL EXPRESSIONS. this is how i imagine their lil sweet first proper kiss scene

i beg u to post this so i can reblog it forever and ever and link it to every Malice masterlist ever

#i’m literally fangirling rn #asks #my heart #i’m never ever getting over this #malice series #an education in malice #AEIM

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veilder · 7 months ago

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please excuse my word vomit but I shortened the hell out of my caption to avoid being annoying and your tags on my art sent me into a frenzy haha

so my favorite pre relationship dynamic for convin (and in my current fic) they start out as enemies with benefits who accidentally develop feelings but are in denial and know the smart thing to do is to stop and so every time they hook up is the last time (until the next time). and you’re right I drew gavin with the pained expression bc he’s the first one to realize his feelings are feelings but he doesn’t think he deserves connor and he thinks connor wants this to stay physical and that hurts but 1. he thinks he deserves the hurt and 2. he’ll take what he can get for as long as he can get it (hahaha ow). I’m allergic to happy endings in my own writing but I wholly support your happily ever after 😄

also no pressure at all just floating the idea but I’d be so down if you ever wanted to do a collab :] anyways yeah I’m happy you liked my pic and your comments always bring me joy, keep on being wonderful

Omggggggg, what a great ask to get!!! Thank you so much for sending this! 🤩🤩🤩 So, one, your idea behind your art is wonderful and fits them both perfectly. Two idiots getting in over their heads and catching feelings? Yep, that's them, lol. Although, I'm already imagining a happy ending for the two of them, even in that scenario, so whoops! XD I know for me, when I saw your art I was thinking that they were set to be separated. Specific scenarios were still up in the air (i.e. investigation gone awry, some sort of terminal condition, human!AU college fling, historical!AU, etc), but there would be some sort of circumstance that would drive the two of them apart. And this would be the scene of them making the most of their last days together, with Connor throwing his whole self into it while Gavin, in an effort to make the inevitable separation hurt less, begins to withdraw, even though it hurts him. And it would lead to a really messy breakup where they both say hurtful things and are just left with so many regrets. But then... there would be some sort of timeskip and they would meet again, both very changed now but never forgetting the impact the other had on their life. And again, something would force them together, whether it's work or some sort of mystery or even just running into each other over and over again. And they would both realize that the other hasn't really changed as much as they initially thought. That he's still the man they fell in love with. And that those feelings are far from dead. And eventually, things would rekindle in a burst of passion and long-held feelings and it would be terrible and beautiful and cathartic and so, so painful all at once. They'd wake to a morning of regrets and, in their fear, again try to sever ties. But they'd be miserable about it and all the life would drain from their days. That burst of brightness they'd slowly brought back to each other has once again vanished and they're both left in the dark. And then, idk, the plot would pull them together one final time and they'd get to have their moments of peril and heroics and emotional confessions. And finally, finally they'd confess their feelings for each other. The feelings they've had for so, so long. And they'd both realize what absolute dipshits they've both been, that they've both felt the same way for years and were just too emotionally constipated to do anything about it. And then I'd probably undercut it with some sort of big BLAMO moment where one of them gets taken out by the bad guy (I've decided that there's a bad guy now XD) and they'd be dying in the other's arms. And you'd think that that's it! That, after so much build up and them finally getting on the same page with each other, that they won't get their happily ever after after all. But then idk, there'd be some clever deus ex machina I seeded into the story early on that comes through for them and they both live and the bad guy goes to jail and everything is GOOD! And then sappy epilogue. XD ...Ugh, see? Look what you're making me consider here with your beautiful art?! I'm plotting. Multi-chapter plotting! UGH! 😫😫😫 No, but seriously, I adore that art and felt so damn inspired when I saw it? I wish I'd had more energy to do something with that, but alas! I was just getting off work and it was very late. 😓😓😓 BUT THEN YOU SENT THIS AND MENTIONED A COLLAB AND NOW IT'S ALSO VERY LATE HERE BUT I'M JUST 👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀 BECAUSE DAMN SON, I WOULD LOVE TO COLLAB?! Like, I legit cannot make any promises, I've had the worst case of writer's block ever now for a couple years and counting. But even if it's just, idk, discussing ideas or chatting about these idiots or something, I'd so be down for it! Definitely feel free to hmu whenever!!! I'd love to chat!!! :D

#asks #dang what an honor!#you made my freaking day dude!#been giddy about this since I saw it at work earlier! :D #bless

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spectacular-skywalker · 22 days ago

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Season 33 EP 6

Sorry no commentary last week had to do some work!!

First of all Disney is my absolute favorite night.

THAT WAS SUCH A GOOD OPENING NUMBER LIKE OMG

YAY stephen first. perfect way to start. hes so cute and hercules is perfect for him!! not the spray tan haha.

OKAY STEPHEN, super cute i like the tricks, felt a bit messy like he wasnt quite finishing the movements.

Love Jen, really loving her in this competition. also love her for getting ariel because shes my favorite princess. YES NOT A SEXY RUMBA (side eye to gleb)

Okay the dress ( or skirt top duo) IS SO CUTE, so elegant like they wanted im so happy,

no derek why would you say that, YES it was sophisticated, i agree carrie anne, also i never knew sasha was a CRAB LOL

im so excited for the team dances. okay stop pushing their "romance" dont make them the new gleb and brooks

EW NOT JOEYS HAIR, im so excited for this dance and this is one of my favorite songs. i bet they get that 10, oh so what jenna is saying is i would suck at a samba.

THAT WAS SO FREAKING GOOD OMG that is one of my new favorite dances. people need to stop the booing. at this point they have to say this stuff like please stop. okay so apparently is wasnt as fabulous technically as i thought so sad but i genuinely loved that. thank you bruno they deserved that 9.

yay chandler. i love her and i love brandon. they didnt deserve those scores but its okay and i love her response to it. it takes maturity. oooo paso will be good for this. MILLOOOOO I loved milo in his season (he was robbed) and his freestyle is still one of my favorite dances.

SHE OWNED THAT!!!!! THAT WAS AMAZING she said ill show you and SHE DID. i too would hug milo like that (just saying)

they had to make me cry with the make a wish. WAIT THEY MIGHT GET 10S I HOPE THEY DO them rats. they deserved a 10.

damn val thats harsh. phaedra is so perfect for cruella im obsessed. hmmmm there was soemthing slightly off and i cant place my finger on it....yes val did fire choreo as he usually does.

i love that tradition too. also poor danny. JOEY FATONE YESSSSSSS lol love him. damn whitneys arms geez. YES DANNY YOU ARE GOIN TO DISNEY NIGHT.

i wish yall could see my face. i loved that. the choreo was literally amazing and he did such a good job. i never thought id root for a football player yet here i am. also im so excited for team goofs dance that on eof my fav songs

BRITT I LOVE YOU

the candies in her hair are so cute, hes so fun to watch. i dont know how technically great it was but i really enjoyed that.

ALAN BETTER NOT WEWRING THAT CREEPY ASS MASK

that mask is horrific. i hate it so much. luisa is the most perfect for her. THAT WAS AMAZING first of all i dont know how she did that with alan looking like that. that was so gooodddd and that was literally so perfect for her. LMAO CARRIE ANN

YES OVE THE CELEBRATION

oh nooo a tie at the top. the judges need to give some higher scores like the people deserve and then ties will be broken.

okay i think team goof is going tyo be fire. eye to eye is MY FAV is case i havent mentioned (i did lol).

they have so much energy and im here for it. team roar will be fun. THAT WAS CUTEEE okay that was adorable and i think they did good. the tricks were so good. you obviously know the weakest linkis (im sorry i have to say it) but i think that they all had the same energy which was good. carrie anne you didnt have to say it ( but that is what i was thinking sorry!) 8s for sure.

team goof girls should have more fun outfits. CHANDLER NO. jenn and brandons choreo will be fire. NOT THEM BEING ON THE SAME SEASON (bachelor that is)

OKAY THAT WAS WAY BETTER (im sorry!) that was literally amazing anfd so much fun. they were so in sync and they all HELD THEIR OWN, yes derek i love that song too. also i take back the girls outfit comment it fit so well. YES THEY DID ALL LOOK PROFESSIONAL

YAYAYAYA they deserved it. okay excuse my language and i say this with love ( i dont actuallt mean it this harshly) buttt

fuck the judges for not giving a mickey ten.

ANYWAYS i think it might be phaedra who goes home or dwight. but based on tonights performance i would say phaedra.

she knew it, like it was obvious which is hard. i liked her a lot but unfortunately the were in the bottom.

#dwts #dancing with the stars #dwts season 33 #dwts s33

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zwy01 · 1 year ago

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Izar doodles!!!

Doodle compilation of my noblesse oc from my Millennium AU, Izar Siriana! After Zarga died without an heir, Izar was born from the air and earth of Lukedonia as the new Siriana heir. Izar is a massive astronomy & mathematics enthusiast, and a giant nerd in general lol.

For my entire nextgen lineup, please refer to my pinned post! Now onto the drawings…

1) Izar portrait!!!! I love painting my beloved nerd boi. His hair is messy because he almost never pays attention to it, and you can almost always find crumbs and… partially eaten snacks poking out from it. Ehhh. If you point it out to him he’ll just say ooh its a nice surprise, he can eat it later on, meanwhile it can keep sitting there haha so convenient amiright. (Plz dont) And… he’s always smiling. Happy boi. Probably thinking about building his 1628th telescope right now. Also his glasses are totally fake and he just wears them because he thinks they complete the “scientist” aesthetic. Humans sure are trendy aren’t they?

2) Izar is a HUGE junk food lover. Chips, cookies, soda, cheap powdery coffee, anything that’s junk by human standards really. Especially the coffee part. He drinks it not because he needs it but because human scientists do that. It’s fashionable!! If only he could get his hands on Luzia’s eyeshadow, he would’ve given himself dark eye circles lol. Anyways he’s always snacking on something, and shares his snacks with his extremely smart pet ferret & lab assistant Charles. Charles can understand everything he says and often fetches his stuff for him. ps Izar sometimes forgets to clean his hands especially his fingers after a snack session. Consequently his books and notes often have greasy fingerprints on then haha.

3) Izar is basically a neet but he does hang out with his friends sometimes!! He’s very good friends with Ludis’ daughter and the Mergas heir, Susanna. These two have a lot to bond over. Susa is also the one who supplies Izar’s massive, ever-growing pantry. For a super snack enthusiast like him, his snack-eating speed is actually inferior to Susa’s snack-supplying speed. Oh, what will he do without Susa haha. He always looks forward to deliveries from her household. Some random Mergas clan member tasked with delivery will be knocking on Izar’s lab and he’d be at the door in an instant. “Excuse me, Izar-nim? Susanna-nim asked me to deliver—” “YESYESYES IT’S ME!!!” And Susa, while she doesn’t entirely understand the topics to a complex level, loves to listen to Izar’s mini lessons on space and stars. They have great synergy lol.

4) just cute chibi Izar sitting on a planet lol. He loves everything space related. Precious boi and his hobby needs to be protected at all costs.

5) Izar has a massive crush on Jia. Jia has no interest in “meteor-whats” or those “fancy rocks” but she joke-promises Izar that she would help him collect these “rocks” and bring them to him if he can provide her with a satisfying spar. Girl just loves her exercise. Izar is a neet but his fighting skills are no joke so they spar, to both of their surprise Jia is happy and keeps her promise. Her bringing him meteorites makes his inner nerd explode with joy. Their casual back and forths with the spars and meteorite deliveries extends over the years and Izar falls for Jia. Jia really just loves to fight though. Izar hasn’t confessed his feelings yet, but if he does it’ll be a straight-on marriage proposal with a six pack soda. Ehhh maybe thats jumping too far ahead at once. If he does he should bring a grill lol, girl doesn’t like sweet stuff. Jia doesn’t know he likes her.

6) While Izar likes Jia, Kaelestis Blerster, son of Karias and Rael, likes Izar. Izar doesn’t know Kaekae likes him. It all started out when Kaekae became a regular at Izzy’s lab (the lab is always open to any guests he just almost never gets any lol) to get a breather from the uptight life he usually lives. Parenting Karias (yes, not the other way around) is always… sigh, difficult. In Izzy’s lab is where Kaekae truly feels at ease. Listing to Izzy ramble about space and formulas, snacking on junk, being handed plushies and toys… Kaekae feels like he’s being taken care of. It’s really refreshing. It’s his safe space, he finally found it; it was right there in Izzy’s lab all along. That’s how he falls for the giant nerd boi. He knows Izzy likes Jia, so he doesn’t confess his feelings… yet. Though he should. For right now, they’ll just be best friends… yep, that’s enough right…?

7. Susa is even more entertained once she finds out about her peers’ crushes. Oh ho their love lives are gonna be a ride. So entertaining. Meanwhile her brother and parents wonder why she’s snickering to herself. You won’t get it even if she explains, trust me.

#noblesse #manhwa #myart #oc #ocs #original character #izar siriana #susanna mergas #jia ru #ludis mergas #rozaria elenor #millennium au

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drabbles-mc · 1 year ago

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Far From Over (2)

Gilly Lopez x OC Josephine Costa

Chapter Index

Summary: Trying to get back into a normal routine after the events at the clubhouse was proving more difficult than Josie had thought it would be. Getting back to reality meant that she still needed to get the answer to the question that she'd shown up weeks before looking to ask, a conversation with Gilly that she never got to have before all the shooting started.

Warnings: 18+, language, arguments, angst, messy people and messy relationships

Word Count: 3.4k

A/N: This was originally going to be just one big long installment of this universe but instead I split it into 2 so I wasn't just uploading almost 10k at once haha. I've been wanting to get this down on paper since I started their story during whumpril so it's nice to have this done and out there! I love these two so much you wouldn't believe. My horrid little divorced couple that was never even married in the first place. I'll probably post the next piece at some point over the next couple of days. 😊

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It had been just over a week since the shoot-out. Josie hadn’t heard from or reached out to Gilly, or really anyone from the club. Part of her wondered if she should. It crossed her mind to even just drop a text to EZ or Angel, make sure that everyone who was still in one piece when she’d been let go, was actually still in one piece. The empty text box had stared back at her for a long while before she bailed on the idea completely, unsure of how to even try and start that conversation.

She could’ve shown back up to the clubhouse. If anything, she had more of a reason to go back now than she had before. Granted, the fact that her last visit had ended the way it had would’ve been more than enough reason to stay away for the rest of her life. But now she was also bonded to it in a way that she hadn’t been before. Up until the previous week, it had just been the home base of her ex-boyfriend’s motorcycle club—she had no attachment to it once she had no attachment to him. Now, though, it was a place that had some semblance of meaning to her too. Her blood was in the woodgrain of the floor, after all, permanently staining the back of the bar.

A couple different times when she left work in the evening, she thought of changing her route home so that she could pass by the scrapyard, give herself an extra opportunity to contemplate going in. She always chickened out at the last second, deciding instead to take her normal, safe route home, not that she really felt all that safe anymore anyway.

The logical part of her knew that she should just let it lie, let the horrible note of her previous visit be the final one. Not everything in life could end on a high note—she’d learned more about that over the last few months than she had cared to. But as the days ticked by, she could feel herself becoming more restless. She’d find herself running her fingers over the stitches in her shoulder, ones that were hidden by the blouses that she wore to work. She’d still feel the ridges through the thin fabric, knowing that even when the stitches were gone there was still going to be a scar there. There was too much about the entire debacle to try and unpack, so instead she just tried to push it farther and farther away in the back of her mind.

She was unsuccessful at that, of course, which was how she ended up leaving for the day halfway through her lunchbreak, throwing a halfhearted excuse to her boss on the way out the door. If anyone was trying to stop her, she couldn’t hear what they were saying. The sound of her heels against the tile, then the steps, then the blacktop of the parking lot was all that she could hear over the blood rushing in her ears. Tears were stinging her eyes and starting to run down her cheeks and she couldn’t even really pinpoint the exact reason why, or why now.

Before she even knew it, she was rolling up to the gate at the scrapyard. She felt like she’d blacked out on the way there, no recollection of the turns and streets that she’d taken. All of the nerves that had propelled her into her car in the first place seemed to fade as she stared at the gate in front of her. It wasn’t too late for her to bail on the whole thing. She could still reverse her car and leave and none would be the wiser.

Letting out a deep sigh, she shook her head at herself. “Fuck it,” she muttered under her breath as she rolled the rest of the way into the yard where the clubhouse was.

When she parked her car, one of the first things she noticed was that there were way more bikes parked out front than there usually were. She’d been to a handful of parties in the time that she had been with Gilly, and she’d seen a fairly decent turnout for those, but it seemed odd to her that everyone was apparently hanging around in the middle of the day on a random Thursday.

Just as she was pulling the key from the ignition and getting ready to step out, it hit her how overdressed she was for the place that she had shown up to. It’d been the farthest thing from her mind when she had left her office, but now she couldn’t stop thinking about it. She was going to stick out like a sore thumb no matter what, but her style of the day certainly didn’t help her any.

She was just hitting the lock button on her keys when someone spoke up behind her. “Josephine?”

The knot that had been growing in the pit of her stomach seemed to unravel for a moment when she heard whose voice it was. A relieved smile spread across her face as she turned around to see Chucky standing there in his work shirt, a large box cradled in his arms. It seemed to be his permanent state whenever he was at the scrapyard and the clubhouse.

“No one else makes my name sound so good, Chucky,” she said with a light laugh. Seeing the shock and joy on his face at her random appearance was almost enough to make Josie think that showing up had been a good idea. At the very least, it wasn’t going to be a total loss.

He carefully set the box down on the ground before walking over to her. He let her pull him into a hug as he asked, tentative but unashamedly hopeful, “Are you back?”

She squeezed him a little tighter for a brief moment, not wanting to get into all of it. “Not re—”

“Josie?” Gilly’s voice was sharp, slicing through the previously sweet moment with no resistance. “Are you serious?”

Chucky and Josie both turned to face Gilly, wildly different expressions on their faces. Josie was trying to figure out a way to explain herself, but Chucky didn’t share her hesitation. “She’s back!” his excitement was palpable.

Gilly’s eyes didn’t waver from Josie’s as he shook his head. “No she’s fuckin’ not.”

She sighed, “Gilly—”

He turned and looked at Chucky, doing his best not to take his frustration out on someone who had nothing to do with the problem. “I’ll take care of this, man.”

Chucky frowned, but he knew better than to argue or ask questions. He simply nodded to Gilly, offered up a wistful little grin to Josie, and then picked his box back up so he could continue on his way. Gilly and Josie both watched him walk away, listening to the tune he was whistling for a few seconds until he was relatively out of earshot.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Gilly said once it was just the two of them by her car.

“There are other ways to greet me, you know.”

“I know.”

She sighed, raking her fingers back through her hair. “Look, I—”

“You gotta stop just showing up here, Jos. You can’t keep doing this shit.”

“Or what?” she argued, voice not quite as cutting as Gilly’s but still a far cry from the soft tone she’d been using with Chucky. “Gonna get one of your other buddies,” she gestured to the rows of bikes a she said it, “to meet me at the door and turn me away like a bouncer?”

“I’ll meet you at the fuckin’ door,” he shot back. There were a few beats of silence, and when Gilly realized that Josie wasn’t just going to climb back in her car and leave, he sighed. At this point he figured he might as well hear her out about why she showed up. It’d be quicker than trying to argue with her. Plus, he couldn’t pretend that he didn’t notice the exhaustion in her eyes. No amounts of anger and annoyance could make him that blind. “Well? Why are you here?”

For some reason she couldn’t help but to feel childish now, as she stood in front of him. For once the question wasn’t coated in barbs and yet she felt more apprehensive about answering it. She was questioning just how much right she had to be there after all, to be talking to him about it out of all people.

“I freaked out at work a little. I just, fuck, I don’t know, I ended up here,” she held her hands out slightly, gesturing to the entirety of the compound.

“Freaked out? Like, felony-charge, postal-level, or—”

“No,” she laughed in spite of herself, of the situation, of him. “Nothing like that. I just, uh,” she shrugged, “just sort of walked out.”

“You’re overselling this whole thing.”

“Can I fucking talk, please?” she was annoyed but trying not to laugh at the same time.

“Yea, get to the good part.”

“The part where I had a meltdown?”

“Yea, that.”

She rolled her eyes, taking a breath to get herself back in order. “All that shit that happened? With, you know,” she didn’t even notice that she reached up and touched where her stitches were, but Gilly did, “with the rest of your club. I just, I’ve been kind of fucked up about it.”

He did feel bad about it, felt bad for her. And despite how everything had unraveled between them, the thought had crossed his mind more than once that maybe he should reach out to check in on her. But he had no good advice for her on how to cope with it, so her number stayed blocked.

“You really think that being here is gonna fuckin’ help with that?” he asked, a surprising amount of sincerity in his tone.

“Staying away wasn’t really working, so…”

He frowned. “Look, Jos, I…I know that shit got insane around here. And I’m sorry that, you know,” his eyes flicked to her shoulder for a moment before he looked back at her face, “but I mean it—you can’t just come around and—”

“Why not?”

His eyes widened. “Don’t fucking do that. I know you’re not that stupid.”

“Gilly—”

“No.” He didn’t even want to entertain the argument. “You fucked up, Josie. This, this was the deal. I wouldn’t come around your work asking for help with club shit, and you wouldn’t come around me at all. Point blank. Period.”

“But—”

“No. If you’d stuck to those rules in the first place, you wouldn’t be all fucked up about getting shot right now.”

She felt her face get hot, eyes burning at the accusation. “So it’s my fault?”

“I mean…” he shrugged.

She huffed. “Oh, fuck you.”

“Sorry, did you come here and expect me wrap you up in a blanket and tell you that everything was gonna be okay?”

She rolled her eyes, hating that there were still traces of tears in them. “No but some fucking empathy would be nice.”

“This is the best I got for you right now, Jos. This is my empathy. Whatever’s fuckin’ left of it.” He let a beat pass before he let out another sigh. “You can’t keep coming back here and expecting good shit to happen. It, it doesn’t.”

She wanted to ask him why he kept coming back then, but she knew that she wouldn’t ever get a straight answer out of him. It would’ve been difficult before everything happened, but now that they were what they were, she was never going to get that kind of honesty, vulnerability, out of him again. Everything was different now.

“You gotta go, Josie,” he said, his tone letting her know just how hard he was working to sound less frustrated than he was.

She watched him as he took a step towards her car, like he was trying to coax her into following suit. Clearing her throat, she said, “Wait.”

He stopped, dropping his head for a moment so that his chin tucked towards his chest. She saw it in his shoulders the way he took a deep breath before turning his head to look at her. “What?”

“I never got to talk to you about why I showed up here in the first place.”

His face contorted in confusion. “Thought it was because of your fucking anticlimactic work story.”

She sighed. “No. Not, not today. I mean…I mean why I showed up before.” She paused, and when he didn’t say anything that led her to believe he had any idea what she was talking about, she said, “The wedding?”

His face instantly went from confused to exasperated. “You’re,” he shook his head, “you’re something else.”

“Please, Gilly.”

He threw his hands up. “Why do you wanna bring me anyway? What’s the point of bringing your fuckin’ ex to—” He stopped himself short when he saw the look on her face. “You fucking kidding me, Costa? You didn’t tell them that we broke up?”

“There was never a good time!”

“Well,” he grabbed the edges of his kutte with a shrug, “now you can tell your whole fuckin’ family at once since they’re all gonna be there.”

“Gilly—”

“No. You should have a built-in date to this shit anyway. Or, what, did it not work out with—”

“Don’t.”

“What? Do you two not talk anymore? Good enough to ruin your relationship over but not good enough to bring to Eva’s wedding? Really?”

“You know it wasn’t fucking like that.”

It wasn’t like that. Gilly knew that it wasn’t like that. But it didn’t change the fact that it had all happened. Sure, it was a mistake. Sure, she was drunk. Sure, it only happened once. All of those things were true. When Josie told him all of that, when she told him that it wasn’t ever going to happen again, he didn’t think that she was lying. He fully believed everything that she had told him, but it didn’t change the fact that he didn’t trust her anymore. Sure, she came clean, but it wasn’t clean enough to make the mess disappear.

Rather than get into all of that, he tried to stay focused on the problem at hand. “It’s not my fault you don’t wanna tell your family what happened. And I’m not gonna do this shit just so you don’t have to have an uncomfortable conversation with them.”

“Don’t make me tell them at my cousin’s fucking wedding. That’s, that’s such a dick move.”

“You know what’s an even bigger dick move, Josie?”

She knew she should’ve recoiled at that. There was no argument about this that she was ever going to have the high ground on. She did it to herself and she knew that. Still, she tried. “Do this for me and you’ll never have to see me again. I’ll, I’ll come clean to everyone after it’s over. But I just,” she pulled her fingers back through her hair, “just please, Gilly.”

He didn’t hesitate. “No. Not fucking happening.” He stepped back. “I’m sure you can find someone else to keep you company for the night. Never seemed to be a problem for you before.”

“Gilly—”

“If you wanted me to go with you to this wedding, then maybe you shouldn’t have gone and fucked around.”

Whatever complicated emotions she was feeling when she’d shown up, the residual fear and hurt of the shootout and all the other shit that came with it, was all pushed to the backburner. Her current frustration was so much easier to cling to, even if she had no right to cling to it. She didn’t know if it was comforting or infuriating.

“Fine. You know what?” She shrugged and started to walk towards her car. “Fine. Don’t fucking come. I’ll go by myself.”

He shrugged, clearly unbothered. “Good.”

She pulled her keys out of her pocket. “Yep. I’ll go all by my fucking self. And when my family asks me why I’m by myself, when they ask, ‘oh, where’s Gilly?’ I’ll get to tell them that you dumped me. Left me all alone. Left me stuck showing up to my cousin’s fucking wedding all by my—”

“That’s not what fucking happened.”

She shrugged. “They don’t fucking know that.”

“You can’t just fucking lie to—”

She barked out a laugh. “I sure can!”

“That’s fucked up.”

It was. It was incredibly fucked up and Josie knew that. Still, though, there was nothing to stop her from doing it if she wanted to. It was wrong. Gilly was the last person in the world who should’ve been getting slandered after how everything went down between the two of them.

“Why do you care?” she retorted. “Not like you’re ever going to fucking see any of them again.”

“I don’t need all five thousand members of your family thinking that I’m a scumbag.”

“Then come to the wedding with me.”

He clenched his jaw so tightly Josie thought that she was going to hear the sound of one of his teeth cracking. “You’re fucking unbelievable.”

“So I’ve been told.” She watched him, waiting for him to tell her to fuck off, to tell her family whatever the hell she wanted as long as it meant that he wasn’t ever going to have to talk to her or see her again. She studied his face, the tension in his muscles. When his shoulders sagged just the slightest bit, she couldn’t hide the shock in her eyes, eyebrows shooting up towards her hairline. She tried to recover quickly, putting on confidence that she didn’t have that the situation was turning out the way that it did. “I’ll pick you up, then. It’s on—”

“I know,” he cut her off, bitterness saturating every word. “You left their fucking save the date on my fridge.”

Her brows came together. “You didn’t throw that out?”

He gestured back to the clubhouse in annoyance. “I’ve been a little fuckin’ busy, Jos.”

She tried not to look amused at that and failed. “Right.”

He nodded towards her car. “You can go now.”

As much as she wanted to try and keep pushing her luck, she knew that it wouldn’t be worth it. She was on ice so thin that it defied the laws of physics when it came to him. It was amazing that she hadn’t fallen through and drowned yet.

“I’ll see you in a couple weeks,” she said, caving just this once in direct opposition to all the grief that she had been giving him.

He was shaking his head but he still said, “Yea.”

He waited until she was back in her car, the driver’s door closed. When she turned the key in the ignition and the engine came to life, he finally turned around and started to walk away. Josie couldn’t help but to watch him as he walked away. Something was different about him, but it took a few seconds for her to be able to put her finger on it. Once she did, she wasn’t able to stop herself from rolling down her window and calling out after him.

“Gilly!” She waited, and when he turned around, she pointed at him with her hand that wasn’t on the steering wheel. “What happened to your rocker?”

He pressed his lips into a thin, flat line as he shook his head at her. The one time that she wasn’t trying to get completely underneath his skin, she was able to do it with five fucking words. “Don’t make me change my fucking mind, Josie.”

She just barely stifled her laughter as she held her hands up in mock surrender. “My bad.”

Gilly was still shaking his head at her, at everything, as he turned back around and continued to make his way towards the clubhouse. Josie still kept watching him as she put her car in reverse. She amused smirk that was on her face faded little by little the farther away he walked, the farther she rolled back out of the lot.

Even though she had no right, she couldn’t deny that she missed him. She wondered if he missed her at all. She wouldn’t blame him if he didn’t. Honestly, she’d be shocked if he had any good feelings left for her. She was surprised that she’d actually convinced him to go to her cousin’s wedding with her. All this time, she thought that that was going to be the hard part. As she pulled out onto the road, however, she realized that the hard part hadn’t even started.

#mayansmc #mayans mc #mayans fx #mayans mc fanfic #gilly lopez x oc #gilly lopez #gilly lopez fanfiction #oc josie #oc josephine costa #far from over #my writing #fanfiction #drabblesmc

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