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lynn-tged-posting · 15 days ago

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tged webtoon ep 164 spoilers and thoughts that are totally not late what are you talking about this is on time for sure <- writing the day that 165 drops

JAVIER WAS THE ACTUAL MVP OF THIS WHOLE EPISODE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA HAHAHAHAH GOD I LOVE HIM SO FUCKING MUCH

THAT SIGNATURE SLIGHT SMIRK, THE MENACE IN HIS EYES. YES!!! SAVE UR MAN FROM GRIEF!!! GO KNIGHT BOY GO!!!!!!!

oh how he's grown, oh how he's learned from lloyd,,, truly using all the skills hes seen and putting them to the test. ITS SO FUNNY HOW EFFECTIVE THIS IS HAHAHAHAA THE EXPRESSIONS ARE SO SO GOOD THEYRE SO UNHINGED I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

back to the top!

lloyd trying to bargain and figure out loopholes only to realize there really is no other way besides losing it all over again makes my heart ACHE. OOOWWW. OWWWWWWWW.

just. watching that shutdown happen is so so so cruel why would u do this to me. the way the artist shows the energy and life just leaving his eyes and then subsequently showing how. tired he is. makes me so so emotional

it fucking HURTS. and by god ive been there before - certainly not to this extent ofc, but ive also been in tough spots where all the work ive done for my engineering projects ends up being,,, pointless. it is VERY real, how demoralizing that feels and lloyds reaction to that, and i cant imagine the scale of how that despair increases when its related to the work you did to simply just live in peace. god. ow. ow ow ow ueueueuuee

like he just essentially got told that it didnt matter how hard he fought to live, to survive, it doesn't matter that he's "lloyd" now; kim suho is destined for an ill-fate. and considering we know him as someone who lives almost entirely for others? it's basically "hey, all this stuff u did for other people to make urself not a burden, became a burden. tough luck!" GOD THATS SO. GHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHGHH

and he's trying so hard to think of himself as lloyd frontera still but like. whats the point? his association with lloyd frontera became the thing that doomed him

this panel in particular is INSANEE AAGHGHGHHGGG the colors washed out, how limp he looks, the blankness of the background like nothings there. this is where lloyd is right now, hope ripped from him, this reflects that really well. it HURTS.

is dissociated the right word for this? in despair? either way he's emotionally and mentally going THROUGH it, and essentially back to isolation considering how he ignores javier

i also wonder now if lloyd has already made a choice, to let javier live? we dont get to see more of his thoughts beyond this point, so its hard to say whether or not he's already made the decision of which protagonist lives,,, god im so worried for him. a part of me suspects that maybe he already chose javier to live,,, IM SO SCARED,,,,

speaking of javier,,, we see him talking to arcos and marbella!! and AGGGHHH AAAHHH MY HEART i really really think that javier was being completely genuine here. i think he really believes this. javier in general has a tendency to be incredibly genuine in the things he says (examples i cant think of off the top of my head but this episode has a lot of em LOL). he's asserted multiple times that he believes lloyd can save their estate, and its clear he means it every time. the faith javier has in lloyd is so so strong and it makes me so fucking EMOTIONALLL im getting ahead of myself a little bit sorry

but then the stare that arcos gives to javier,,, i think silent was the one who mentioned it but its as if arcos isnt sure if he should believe him, and if u take into account the last time they asked about lloyd's status,,, it's very much possible that he doesnt believe javier, but javier has so much faith in lloyd that he leaves them alone anyway. god,,, gghh,,, mmy heart,,,,

AND JAVIER ASKING LLOYD TO WAIT FOR HIM AND THAT HE'LL HELP LLOYD GET BACK TO HIS FEET GOD GHGHGH HE LOVES HIM SO FUCKING MUCH GOD FUCK GOD DAMMIT YOU!!! YOU!!!!

lloyd doesnt even respond but javier doesnt need to wait for a response bc he'll do whatever it takes now to protect this noble he's come to care for and love and gone on so many adventures with GOD DAMMIT GOD DAMMIT FUCK

and now we reach the second half of the episode and it made me giggle SO FUCKING HARD HAHAHAHAHAHAA

LIKE I SAW THIS PANEL AND MY JAW DROPPED PLEASE JAVIER ALDKJFLSKJDF

ppl were posting that apparently someone in ORV does this too and like thats so fucking funny . if i had a nickel for every time there was identity fraud in a manhwa id have two nickels

POOR RAPHAEL GETTING CAUGHT IN THE FIRE TOO HAHAHAHA HE LOOKS SO NERVOUS

some more panels of javier harnessing all that unhinged lloyd energy IT'S SO SO GOOD. it feels like javier's now a really really strong prosecutor i think he'd do a good job as a lawyer. THIS IS SO SO FUN

LIKE HE LOOKS SO MENACING GOD ITS SO FUNNY AHHAHAHAHA while making entirely good points he's so golden i love u sm javier. yes save ur man. outargue the FUCK out of these angels u clever little knight.

THE BITS WHERE ITS REVEALED HE'S TRULY GENUINE TOO ARE SOOOO FUCKING GOOD

ITS FUNNY ON TOP OF BEING SO REAL OF JAVIER

i talked about it above but like. when javier really truly believes something, when he really truly wants something, it's so fucking obvious. this boy does not lie or pretend about how he feels, point blank period. hell we've seen his behavior when he lies/is not telling the truth; his words are stiff and out of character, and his expression is either menacingly tight or stiffly robotic. he has so, so SO much faith and such a deep desire to save lloyd, and it shows in how he's genuinely fucking thankful that the angels agreed to (or well, were coaxed into agreeing) with what he asked for. i think it's a really interesting character trait and it completely tracks that javier was the protagonist of knight of blood and iron. genuine, emotional characters who love and lose, who have hope and can believe and can also experience despair, can make for an extremely compelling story. javier nails it right on the head

i also think that this character trait completely influenced the way javier used the tactics that lloyd uses. like yes, this is something that lloyd could do, but he also would never be able to pull it off because he doesnt have that same protagonist heart and honest-to-god (pun intended) genuineness that javier has. this inherent authenticity that javier seems to just naturally possess is what allowed him to make these statements and demands, because the sincerity he wears on his sleeve makes it all end up feeling reasonable. only javier could have done something like this, and no one else. i think thats REALLY fun!!!

that is all for this ep for now,,, i am SUPER excited to see where this'll go. hopefully we will hear from alicia abt the eye of summer!!! god javier u clever lil thing im so glad he was able to do this SAVE UR BOYF!!! AAAAHHHH

see y'all next week! aka tmrw! today? whenever 165 drops!

#tged #the greatest estate developer #tged spoilers #lloyd frontera #tged lloyd #lynn misc #the greatest estate designer #tged javier #javier asrahan #one more apology for the late post this week folks #the reason is still school . but itll be ok. if lloyd can do it so can i #i actually forgot what i was gonna yap abt in the tags what was i gonna say #it was semi-related to this ep but ive forgotten #guess ill add it later??

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girlbloggersfolly · 2 months ago

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DELTA DAWN - part 2// Bee in your bonnet

Pairing: camp counselour!joel miller x camp lifeguard!afab!reader

Rating: E!!!!! 18+ MDNI

Word count: 4.8k

Summary: (1979 summer camp AU) Things go south one morning after a particularly catty argument between Joel and our lifeguard in Joel's boat shed/self proclaimed 'man cave'. - Pictures in the moodboard are simply to get the imagination racing and for me to spill my pinterest all over your screens, the reader is at no point described!

Chapter warnings: age gap (20 + 49), enemies to loves - i mean it, mean!joel, lowkey mean!reader but we love them both, slight vouyerism, cigarette smoking, talk of pornographic magazines, complicated relationship (billy and reader dw), oral (fem receiving), semi-public sex (door open but thats it, degrading, pet names (kiddo, sweetie, doll - the good stuff ykyk), fingering idk, slow burn, fem!masturbation dirty talk, no descriptors of reader except she has hair and is a similar height to joel cause im tired of the lack of tall girl representation in fics, sorry... if that ruins it for you just imagine i never said that), NO USE OF Y/N.

a/n: eekkkk ok you can probably tell from his horrific piece of writing that ive never done proper smut and i went a little overboard but i'm sure you'll like it anyway. i've probably got one or two more parts of their story left in me, depending on how happy i want the ending to be. Id love to get requests if anyone has any bright ideas! I love the 3 people who are reading this, it really makes me blush and you don't even know it.... also lmk if you want to be on the taglist for any future writings xxxx

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You were up in the chair early. Waking especially to sit and watch as the sun rose higher over the lake and above the pines, hoping to get there before Joel, just so you had time to ground yourself. You toyed with the cigarette between your fingers, a habit of yours that had really been getting you through the last agonising couple of days of avoiding Joel Miller, but there was no putting it off this morning.

Kayaking. Something you’d never really specialised in and were not convinced you'd know how to deal with if things were to go south.However, as always, you kept your doubts to yourself. Joel was taking the kids today, he was good with them and obviously knew what he was doing on the water. You hoped that meant no accidents.

��No smoking in the chair, cupcake.” Here we go again.

“Good morning to you too, cupcake.” You rolled your eyes, not bothering to turn around to see the one thing on your frazzled mind, not bothering to put out the cigarette either,

“Kids’ll be here soon, Lou’s bringin’em” He said coldly in reply, standing beside your chair, his face level with your hips as he looked out to the water.

Even being raised above him like this you still felt vulnerable, what was it about him? He turned to look up at you with his big arms crossed against his torso, “so, be a doll and put that thing out f’me will’ya?” The chair rocked slightly as he patted it, condescending as ever.

You rolled your eyes yet again and dropped the cigarette down beside his feet, raising your eyebrows. It was bratty and yeah probably a little crueller than required, but it felt damn good. “Happy?” you were pushing it, really pushing it, you could see it in Joel's hard expression. his impressive profile was only defined by the hot mid-morning sun as he glared up at you through narrowed eyes. He put on his ray-bans and turned away. =

The kids hung onto every word he said as he stood in front of you explaining to them how to kayak, in a way they never did with Billy or Abel, or even Sharon. You tried to listen, tried to look out at the lake, tried to do something that wasn't blatantly staring at his tight ass, the muscles in his back under his t-shirt. It was torture, adjusting in your chair, shifting around like a bitch in heat.

“Eyes on the water, lifeguard,” He taunted you from the deck, you’d really needed to remember your sunglasses next time.

If you thought the other day was bad, this was worse, sitting there melting into your lifeguard chair watching Joel being the hottest man alive and not caring how it might make you feel. The kids were playing capture the flag in the woods by the light of the setting sun, giving you a minute to cool off against a tree, the cigarettes lighting themselves at this point.

Your skin was lit up by the orange light that dotted through the trees as it sunk below the horizon. It was the first moment of mercy you’d gotten from this god-awful day of Joel Miller and his stupid tanned skin, the little sweat droplets on the back of his neck, his salt and pepper scruff, the thought of how it would feel against your inner-

“Found you,” You smelt Billy before you saw him, his freckled arms embracing you from behind, knocking you out of your dreamy state.

“You know this thing? It's called a shower, real cool I hear?” You chuckled, trying to laugh a little to disguise it as a joke, the last thing it was.

“Haha, very funny,” Billy smirked, planting wet kisses across your neck from behind, the moustache he’d been trying to grow tickling your jaw.

“Quit it,” You raised your hands, your shoulders tensing like an alarmed cat as he grinds messily against you, “There's kids around you little shit.”

Billy murmured a chuckle against your skin, his tongue tracing against it, a sensation that had the hairs on your arms standing up. “I’ll make it quick,” Now there was something you could count on.

“I said quit,” you turned abruptly to look at him, brushing yourself off, realising the harsh tone of voice you’d used. He looked pained, his eyebrows furrowed, eyes darting around your face quizzically.

“You know what,” Billy folded his arms, looking you up and down bitterly, “Im tired of you being a fuckin’ prude the whole time,” His voice was raised, whiny, trying to sound like his father.

You scoffed, putting your head in your hands and shaking your head in disbelief, this kid was insane. “Its not my duty to fuck you whenever you so wish, christ, you really are an entitled son of a gun,”

Billy stamped out his cigarette onto the ground, “Nasty bitch,” he shook his head, spitting on the floor, charming. “Don’t know why I even bother.” He marched off, back to his cabin probably, off to write another song about how much he hates women you’d have the pleasure of hearing at his next gig.

The day was dragging, it seemed unceasing, like this spiralling, horny, angry mess that was your body. The forest was quiet again without Billy’s cursing, often you’d hear a distant shout from a kid who’d been caught or a group of them running around, but it was hard to differentiate from a bird call, or the wind in the trees.

“Trouble in paradise.” Great.

“Look, I am not in the mood, so be a sweetie and kindly fuck the fuck off.”

That earnt an impressed chuckle from behind you, another pair of broad shoulders leaning beside you on the tree. “S’ my darn woods, ‘do whatever the hell i like, thank you missy,”

“Joel I'm serious, whatever witty little jabs you're cooking up, save them for another day,” You looked to him, it was hard to look away whenever you did.

“Wasn’t,” He shrugged, there was that gruff, southern nonchalance yet again, christ how it got to you, the complete opposite of Billy’s incessant bitching. You almost wished he cared enough to go off on you the way Billy tried to.

“Well…” you paused, eyes darting over his face, the strong profile, low set brows, those pouty lips you’d gotten pretty damn used to this week. “Dont,” you concluded.

“You really do have a bee in your bonnet don't you, kiddo,” there it was, just as you’d predicted, calm and collected and making you want to blow his brains out.

You shrugged. “Its Billy,” You shook your head, well that was only one of the bees in your very buzzy bonnet, Joels fucking face was the other. “You heard?”

He nodded, “I heard enough,” you both stood in the ambience of the evening, kids whooping, birds sounding from the trees. “Billy’s a dick you know that, ‘don’t know a single fucker from here to Timbuktu that dont know that,”

You couldn't help but chuckle, relaxing further against the tree, your shoulders untensing for the first time in weeks, forgetting who the enemy was. “You know fuckers in Timbuktu?”

“I bet I do,” he nodded, crossing his arms against his broad chest, the camp staff t-shirt barely accommodating his largeness.

Joel sighed, looking over at you, “got one of them cancer sticks you're always suckin’ on?” you had a whole pack of them in your back pocket.

He thanked you and lit one with the janky lighter you'd stolen from Abel, smoke muddying your view of him. There was a lull. “I don't know why you lead that bastard on,” he said through the smoke.

“Im hardly leading him on,” You scoffed, lighting a cigarette for yourself. “He was the one who wanted to keep this to strictly fuck-buddies,” Lucky for you, imagine being Billies girlfriend, jeepers.

“Sounds like you can’t even do that?” he smirked, and there he was again.

“You know, as I find myself repeating these days, s’really none of your business,” you laughed, turning to him, sighing through the familiar heat in your abdomen, the butterflies that felt more like horse flies in your stomach back and buzzing harder than ever.

“You're makin’ it my business, havin’ your lover's spat in my earshot.” he retaliated calmly.

you opened your mouth to bite back with something that attempted to match his condescension, but that was an impossible task. “You know what,” you settled on, again grasping for something to finish that sentence. “Fuck,” again you were gotten the better of.

“I’m stuck with him for the next three weeks, so, gotta keep sweet for that long I guess, maybe put out a couple times.”

He nodded, stamping out his cigarette next to billies, “S’a damn shame,” The eye contact felt like glass in your eyes, felt a big hand twisting your throat till it turned blue, it was those eyes of his in that permanent, laboured squint which you assumed came with age, they killed you. A damn shame. The words played on repeat like a song on Sharon's broken radio, the static soiling his voice in your mind. A damn shame. He was right, it was a damn shame.

“Would you make sure to deal with those kayaks tomorrow morning’, lifeguard? Just gotta pile em’ up in the shed,” He said over his shoulder as he turned to saunter away.

Before you could get your bearings, you were alone again, admittedly less grateful for it too.

Morning, kayaks, shed. Sounded like a relatively agreeable task that wasn't asking too much right? Wrong. You were lucky your body had gotten into the rhythm of waking up at sunrise cause this was a goliath task. Hauling 15 kayaks from one side of the lake to the other wasn't something you’d factored into your morning of rest and relaxation. You’d planned to take a secret dip, maybe grab a coffee, take a shower if you had time. But no, you were out sweating under the morning sun, huffing like a workhorse.

When the last kayak was hauled into the dirty little shed you reclined on the desk, all dusty and grotty but it didn’t even matter. Heck, you weren't even perturbed by the smug house spider that was perched close to your palm, not even giving a second thought to the porn magazine discarded beside your head. All you could think about was how this wasn't what you’d bargained for when you agreed to go on this little jaunt up to the northwest, oh yeah, and how much you hated Joel Miller.

After a couple of minutes of huffing and puffing, grumbling to yourself about how you were meant to be in LA by now, living a rich and famous life as some kind of starlet, a model, an actress maybe. The shed was a mess, every surface littered with junk. There was fishing equipment, books, more beer cans than you could count, the whole thing screamed Joel.

Soon, without even meaning to, your nimble fingers were straightening objects, tossing the cans into the bin, dusting, flicking through boxes, you even took the spider outside.

“Hey,” You heard a jumpy voice from behind you, clearly receiving the same fright you’d got from the sound of his voice. “What are you-” It was Joel, an accusatory expression all over his knitted brow. He saw the small desk bin behind your back, the cans in it, he saw the neat shelves and dusted desk with all his papers stacked orderly.

“Hey hey hey, I have a system..” Joel bolted over to where you stood, snatching the bin out of your hands, his knuckles grazing yours, you were in deep if such a small gesture made your heart drop so far down. “There's a system,” he repeated, running a hand through his hair and leaning back on his uncluttered desk, looking… pained, addled by the whole thing.

You scoffed, enjoying seeing Joel off guard, it was always you getting snuck up on, getting caught in a vulnerable situation. “Is the system complete chaos, cause wow Joel, im impressed,” you put your hands on your hips, your little red shorts riding dangerously high.

“No one asked you to go messing in my affairs,” he tutted, rubbing his brow, god he was a drama queen.

“Your affairs?” you laughed maniacally, “By your affairs do you mean a few dozen beer bottles, some dusty kayaks and your crusty spank bank mag?”

He scoffed, looking down at the magazine down on the desk. He'd been got, he’d give you that. “Just clear off, don’t need your bitchin,” He turned his back on you, tampering with your neat new order on his desk, “too damn early,”

You were furious, not even a thank you? If not for drastically improving his workspace, at least for stacking the kayaks, a lot of work if you did say so yourself. “Are you kidding,” you whined, walking up to stand behind him, trying to get his attention.

“I’ve been doing hard fucking labour, sleepy head, what were you doing? Jerking it into a porn mag I'm guessing?” he chuckled at this, turning over his shoulder to look at your exasperated expression. “Hard labour?” he murmured, audibly amused by your claim.

“Oh you poor thing,” he mocked, turning round fully to look at you, “Doll, you ain’t done a day of hard labour in your pretty little life.” He smirked wildly.

“You don’t know a thing about my life Miller,” you said, sounding like some cheesy cowboy movie, his accent rubbing off on her a little. This caused a full belly laugh to erupt from him, it caught you off guard.

“Your life ain't nothin’ but sunshine and rainbows, sugar, maybe a day’a ‘hard labour’ would do you some good.” He chuckled, walking across the room and correcting the ‘mess’ you made of his ‘system’. “Fuck you,” you bellowed, crossing your arms, your eyes wide and full of fury as you watched him in all his casual, condescending glory.

“You are maybe the most infuriating motherfuck on this damn earth,” you said through your teeth, so mad, so hot, so done with it all. He just chuckled again, raising his eyebrows, you were starting to just want his attention, wanting him to reciprocate your anger, not caring how you got there.

“And by the way, I don't care how you see it, I've been up all morning slaving away at something I am certainly not paid for and I don't even get a thank you?” You blurted out, the words falling out of you, you convinced yourself you felt sweat actually drip from your chin.

He turned to you, annoyingly amused, but there was something else, an underlying rage that really disrupted the usual sedate presence he provided. “Thank you?” He smirked, quirking an eyebrow.

You paused, never had you ever felt so damn angry at a man. “Listen up-” you began with a huff before being interrupted by Joel stalking over to you with a hostile smirk on his face. Towering over you even though you were a similar height, you backed up against his desk very slightly, trying to keep your chin raised cockily.

“Are you always this fuckin’ cranky?” he shook his head in amused disbelief and let out an exasperated scoff at the stuttering look on your face.

You could feel your heart beating like that of a hamster, hammering against your chest. He was so close you could smell him, old spice deodorant, campfires, the slightest tang of sweat and lake water, also the musty dust smell of the shack, you thought you might faint like some Victorian chick.

He was close, too close for comfort, his muscular frame, the threat of a non-sedate Joel wasn't something that settled you. You gazed into those eyes of his, narrow and all-seeing under a thick, heavy brow. “How’re we gonna cheer you up, huh kiddo?” He raised his eyebrows in mock concern, your mouth was left agape, eyes so wide they might pop. Joel was closer now, looking down at her very slightly, his breath fanned over her face. Holy fuck.

“Can’t have you all bitchy after doin’ me one little task, now can we?” He said after a beat, placing his hand on your jaw, wiping away a caked bit of dirt, probably from all that ‘hard labour,’ his big thumb moved from your jaw to swipe across your lips softly, gently feeling the plush, pillowy skin, freshly chapstick-ed from the Carmex in your pocket. “Can we, sugar?” he repeated the rhetorical question down at you. She shook her head lightly, the obedience hitting her like a 10 foot wave.

“That's better, that's it, that's better,” He said softly, like he was talking to a jumpy animal. “Not so hard being a nice girl is it now? Not so bad?” he cocked his head and raised her brow, she shook her head absentmindedly once more, completely entranced by whatever was happening to her right here against Joel's desk.

He nodded, his hand darting between your teeth, his other fingers holding your jaw still underneath. The other hand rested precariously on your thigh, leaning closer so you were sat up on the desk, right beside the dirty mag.

He let his hand trace drowsy circled under the hem of your shorts, his eyes following, “Think you're cute?” he smirked, his eyes told a different story, taunting, stormy. “walkin' round in those little damn shorts, all prissy, like you own the place?” He said darkly, almost to yourself, holding your eyes with his, his thumb swiping between your teeth, pressing the pad against your tongue. “Suck,” You did it straight away, hollowing your cheeks out and letting whatever this was happen.

You convinced yourself it was some kind of gross fever dream, being out in the heat for the last few days had given you hallucinations, but it felt real, the taste was real on your tongue, his taste. you lapped it up like medicine.

He clenched his jaw and gazed at your lips wrapping around his thick thumb, fuck. His fingers grazed the seam of your bikini bottoms under your shorts, he could already feel how warm you were down there, how much this was getting to you. He held eye contact with you as he pulled your shorts off, motioning for you to lift your ass, you were feeling compliant, a rare feeling.

Your bikini bottoms followed, leaving you bare on the desk, the lifeguard top riding up your midriff revealing your glistening (very 70s (interpret that however you like)) cunt to the daylight that streamed in through the open door - a risk Joel seemed to be taking, or something he probably hadn't even considered.

He rolled his neck, his hands on his hips, he seemed to be considering his options, weighing up the consequences. You pushed your knees together, hoping for a little modesty, the answer was no as Joel's big hands reached down and parted your legs once again.

“Ah, ah, baby,” he smirked wildly, truly a man starved. He reached down and dragged his finger between your folds, holding the wet digit to the light. It was all achingly slow, he sucked his finger clean, his eyes on yours as he tasted you, letting out a gruff, guttural groan.

“This gonna keep you sweet?” he said with an icy smirk, her skin was like a furnace; a sweaty, wet, flustered, confused puddle on this desk, dripping everywhere. “Keep you outta my way for a couple days maybe, kiddo?” He chuckled, looking at her domineeringly. “How’s that sound?”

You nodded eagerly, your expression desperate, whiny, you needed this bad. “When you touch yourself, whadd’ya think 'bout?” he taunted, leaning a hand either side of your hips on the desk, “You,” you gave in, it was just too easy when he talked to you like that.

“Show me,” He smirked, his words almost a growl, you raised your eyebrows. “Your a pretty little idiot aren'cha?” Now he was just being mean. “Touch yourself the way you do when you're in your cabin, up in your bunk, squirmin’ around,”

It was so easy, to let him order you around, to succumb to it. The heat, all the bantering, it had melted you into putty in his hands, it’d get to anyone. So there you were, on Joel Miller's desk, bare on the bottom half, your hand drawing tight circles around your aching clit.

“Fuck,” you bit down on your lip, it was all overwhelming, the feeling of an orgasm coiling around your spine, the blistering, green-house-type heat that had you all rosy and sweaty, the fact that Joel was stood right there, crossing his arms, watching you like a hawk. You knew he’d be a voyeur.

You watched as his wire snapped and he’d had enough of just watching, adjusting the tent in his shorts. He knelt down in front of you, his eyes looking bigger than usual from this angle, wilder almost feral. he pulled at your hips violently, hoisting you around so your back was flat against the desk, your head leant up against the wall so you could watch exactly what he was going to do to you.

His mouth was hot against you, licking a stripe up your seam. You could’ve sworn you heard him moan at the taste, felt the vibrations against your core. “This cunt is wasted on Keenan,” He chuckled, not even pulling away from you to lay his jab at Billy, he never could resist the chance.

You moaned loudly, your hair flying into his hair, feeling the chocolatey, salt and pepper ends in your fingers and you pulled hard, close now. “Don’t fucking stop,” you whimpered, grinding your hips against his face, nose deep in your pussy.

“Fuck, does he kiss it this good, doll?” He murmured, the vibrations of his baritone drawl against your aching clit were enough to make you toss your head back in sheer ecstasy, that coil winding uncomfortably tight, threatening to snap.

“He doesn't.” you chuckled through moans, Billy had never ever eaten you out, no matter how many killer blowies you’d served to him on a silver platter. This seemed to appal Joel, who only licked deeper, slower against you, it was agonisingly good, toe curling. He scoffed down there, his thick index finger working at your hole now, dipping in easily despite how tight you were.

“Poor thing, thas’ why you're so wound up,” He mewled from below, his voice patronising, taunting, but it touched you, “haven’t had someone take care of this pretty cunt in too long hmm? shit, I’d be mean too.” He said with a wet smirk, pulling away to slot another finger in, but you wouldn't give. “Won’t be able to take my cock if you can take two fingers down here,” He chuckled, taunting you further.

“Please don't stop Joel,” you squealed, pulling his hair painfully tight between your fingers, his condescending words only making you hotter, you weren’t usually into that, but shit, Joel could be wearing a fucking tutu and you’d be into it, come to think of it…

He was grinning smugly as he pushed his fingers into you at a gruelling pace, the desk shook underneath you, your head thrown back against the wall. “Billy hasn't done me any damn favours down here, you're tight as a virgin, baby,” you could see the smirk on his stupid face even with your eyes clenched shut.

Your release hit harder than it ever had before, your leg shook hard, a string of ‘fuck’s and ‘holy shit’s, laced with a fair pinch of ‘Joel’s and ‘baby’s, blurted out of your lips, you felt your abdomen clench and moaned incoherently, but Joel wasn't quitting, still kitten licking at your inflamed core, fingers curling up and into you, finding a new depth with every push.

“Joel stop, it-its,” you panted, not even recognising your own voice now, your vision blurred. Overstimulated didn't even sum it up, that shit hurt.

He didn't care, lost in your taste, lost in the feeling of you clenching around his digits. “Cocky little lifeguard, you're the bane of my life, you know that sweetie?” He said against your wetness, not giving a flying fuck how uncomfortable this was getting, knowing soon you’d ride it into another earth-eating orgasm.

“Really shouldn't be doin’ this with’ya, Can’t be,” He said over your moans as the discomfort bled into insatiable pleasure, the desk hard against your clammy ass, your release leaking down your thigh and pooling below you. “Holy fuck-” you squealed, your hand on his shoulder to stop yourself from collapsing, the other interwined in his thick hair, that must’ve hurt.

“How old even are you?” he asked with a mischievous chuckle, pulling his face away and slowing his hand movements, no no no no no. Your brain was fuzzy, all you could process was that Joel had stopped and that felt like death. “20,” She said quickly, needing him to continue. He knew what he was doing, taking a moment to process, watching the way you were squirming, so desperate for him yet again.

“You're too young for me, kiddo,” He said as he dove back into your crotch, a very contradictory statement when reflected against his actions so far this morning, i know. “I am not,” you bit back through a whimper, pouting, your eyes fluttering shut once again.

“How old’re you anyways,” you panted, your words all broken and high pitched, too fucked-out to feel humiliated. “76?” You chuckled, feeling your second orgasm of the morning chasing after you.

He bit down ever so slightly on your clit, causing you to wince and buck your hips, it didn't cause any damage or hurt, just hard enough to shut your bratty ass up. “49, missy,” he replied coldly from below you. “Watch it,”

“You wanna take my 76 year old cock next? think you can take it?” He smirked, pulling away to focus on his hand movements, in and out, hitting that spongy part of you, deeper than you could ever get. You nodded, words almost escaping you for the first time in your smart-ass life. He chuckled deeply at this, a hearty sound you were starting to crave like a meth-head. “She’s a trooper, ain’t she?” He breathed in your ear, planting a small, firm kiss on your neck, his fingers gaining a bruising pace, loud wails escaping your quivering lips.

“Fuck j-joel,” you stammered, your hot breath fanning against his neck, “want, need your cock,” you were getting needy, washed up by the incoming wave of your orgasm, ready to hit just as hard as before, if that was physically possible. “Don't get greedy now,” He smirked down at you, eyes wild. Hot tears were rolling down your cheeks, salty and stinging, your body shaking, giving way to another tortuous release.

He pulled his hand away and sucked eagerly at his drenched fingers, watching as you came apart on the desk, moaning and whining for him.

He sat you up, grabbing a coke from his outdoor refrigerator and leaning against it as he opened it, muscles flexing he clicked it open, tossing the bottle opener to the side and handing it to you. You grasped it with clammy palms, your vision slowly coming back, your body still fucked-out and trembling, cock-dumb for a cock you hadn't even had.

“Welp,” He put his hands on his hips, like some suburban dad done with a barbecue, “that was real nice, weren't it?” He patted you on the shoulder, ignoring the bewildered expression on your face.

“Duty calls, kids’ll be down here in an hour or so,” he slapped his thighs and raised his eyebrows, it was as if he’d just given you a friendly handshake, not eaten you out and made you cum twice.

“Aren’t you going to..” you stopped yourself, you’d been awaiting the next round, (even if you weren't sure you could take another round) the one he’d talked about with that same smug look on his face as he finger-fucked you.

He grinned down at her, ruffling your hair, “another time hey kiddo?” he said kindly, but it was perhaps the furthest thing from kind you’d ever seen. You glared up at him in disbelief, mouth agape, cheeks rosy, skin glassy from tears of pleasure, you didn't even know that was a thing. He patted you on the shoulder, smiling earnestly, that glint of mischief turned to one of absolute cruelty in his eyes.

“Atta’ girl.”

And he was gone. Joel was out the door as quickly as he’d entered, leaving you panting, bottomless and flushed and sweaty, your shorts half way across the room, the coke bottle dampening your fingers.

He’d really done a number on you, gotten you all needy and riled up, then done something to you that no one had ever bothered with. Then he’d just left, like it wasn't the best you’d ever felt, like you hadn't been imagining how many babies you were going to give him, what colour flowers’d be in your bouquet at the wedding.

It was embarrassing; being humiliated yet a-fucking-gain by a man well over twice your age, legs trembling on the soaked desk, the model on the front of his porno magazine beside you grinning up at you smugly, fucking bitch.

#pedro pascal #girlblogging #joel miller #1970s #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller tlou #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #lana del rey #enemies to lovers #mean!joel #perv!joel #wowowowowoww

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kurosstuff · 1 month ago

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Boa Hancock x Reader: captivated

Summary: boa meets reader for the first time and gets captivated NOT to long kinda ends in a cliff hanger thing idk

Warning(s): word naked mentioned alot, reader being a flustered mess and can't seem to stop pointing obvious stuff out

KINDA? follows Canon? Furing thr first introduction of boa bur?? Not idk NOT totally Canon stuff moved/changed so- yeah whatever HELP HOPE I DID HER JUSTICE.

Note: SORRY I haven't posted- it's been a while I have a bunch of stuff to get done SO- since I'd prefer to sit down with requests take this as an apology

Traveling with Luffy on this island wasn't what you had in mind for an attempt at relaxing - neither was LOSING your captain, either. Rushing around the island while avoiding the woman who stood guard was- annoying.

Too annoying.

Following a path you looked around, the scenery of the island was beautiful- you'd have asked if it weren't for the fact the woman looked like they'd have killed you- or how they threatened you and your captain. Something about him being a man? You weren't sure. To busy running away to listen. Blinking, you stopped seeing a huge house - it almost looked like a Palace- wait

Big house(palace? You're too tired to think) = meat.

Meat = Luffy

Taking a deep breath, you HOPED he'd be in there. If not- you broke into someone's home for nothing. Sneaking in was much harder there were so many guards standing outside each and every entrance. No matter where you turned those same guards.

But once you got in?

It felt so isolated - no one in sight since you somehow entered - still a shock, you didn't fight at all. It.. was so alone. The only sounds following you were your own footsteps

Walking around for what felt like hours you've come to the conclusion- your lost. No better then Zoro when it comes to sense of direction. You could already HEAR the argument for saying the (truth) lie of such a thing about him

Walking the halls, you couldn't help but stare in awe at how gorgeous the paintings were - how some seemed to be carved into the walls themselves - the snake statues ones you've seen all over the island. The same cobra type.. you think at least it's a cobra. You're not sure - stopping down a lone dark hall, you hummed seeing a lone door on the end of the hall, and you quickened your pace. Stopping in front of a door with an oddly detailed snake carved on it, you couldn't help but get excited -

Maybe it's the exit - or the kitchen - opening it heavy steam hit your face- odd- walking in you looked around before looking down - you stepped in a puddle. Passing a huge snake piller, you froze- Looking straight, a naked woman stood in the water, glaring daggers at them. Your face flushed dark at the sight of the woman- who seemed to get even more mad the more you stared the rattle of a angry snake seemed to escape her as she stared you down

"OH MY GOD- NAKED- SORRY" Stumbling over yourself while you covered your face in embarrassment "OH GOD YOUR NAKED- I DIDNT MEAN TO COME IN- IM SO SO SORRY" Turning you tried to run out- you slipped on the slipper tile from the bath water slamming into the pillar- before it all faded all you heard was

"Seriously?"

Waking up your head pounded - a horrible headache sitting up you noticed how soft the bed was - if you didn't get up fast, you'd fall right back to sleep rushing to move a hand shot out pushing you down

"Don't do that. You have a concussion, " a voice called out almost annoyed, looking over a tall, gorgeous woman stood beside you- the name of her slipping your mind it took a moment before you realized WHO she was

"Oh my god your the naked lady"

Wasn't what you had in mind - but that worked. The annoyed look on her face deepened - a deep scowl appeared on her face, grumbling in annoyance before she sighed nodding slowly "*yes. I am..that. but I have a name" she growled out the Rattle, escaped the room once again slightly looking down at you smirking."Do you know who I am? By my appearance alone~" almost a purr. Like it was clear who she was- flipping her air slowly, the snake pair of earrings shining brightly- making you hum softly in thought taking in her appearance how almost full of herself she seemed to be from how she spoke. "Introduced" herself

"Nope"

Pausing before she looked back at you in annoyance once again- "excuse me? You do not know me? Not even by my gorgeous appearance? Shouldn't that give you an idea?"

Shaking your head moving to sit up slowly much slower then before rubbing your head gently huffing "nope. What are you famous or something?" The second those words escaped your mouth, the two guards(you believe) gasped offended at what you said. The woman looking even more angry but.. confused? The rattling froze- silent from what you said

As if this has never happened before.

"What? Are you a big person or something?" You asked once more as the tall woman infront of you pointed at you- bending backwards yelling.. something about her beauty- how unmatched it is- sighing ignoring the woman you stood up "beautiful huh? Guess you could say that.. but I wouldn't say the most beautiful in the world" shrugging slightly nor noticing how quiet it got.

"Excuse me?"

Sighing, you turned to face her, tilting your head in thought "well uh.. you are beautiful. I give you that, but isn't that title like.. taken already.. by some Empress lady" waving your hand in thought- "what was her name again" grumbling in thought- names weren't your strong suit after all

"Boa Hancock"

Huffing in annoyance waving your hand in thought, mumbling to yourself "it like. Has a snake pun to it I guess I dunno.. makes sense she is a snake or something?" Ignoring the looks the three ladies gave you- a mix of many reactions of how you missed your very own answer

"Yes...boa.. boa hancock?"

Huffing loudly shaking your head "no no.. that's impossible no one has that name? Hmm.." stretching slightly in thought- guess you spent way to mucu time with Luffy.. lossing more braincells by the second with him "we'll no matter about this mystery woman. You can't be her! Doesn't she turn people to stone by her looks alone? Oh is she Medusa?"

The tall woman infront of you froze clearly taken aback. Confused was an understatement from what you just said- like you insulted her "...no. that's me.. i.. im the empress? Boa Hancock?" She huffed out clearly unsure how to go about..whatever this is

"did you hit your head that hard?'

The second she said that - you growled, glaring up at her. "Excuse me? Listen, yes, I hit my head, but" blinking you trailed off in thought."OH NO MY CAPTAIN! " you yelled out ignoring the flinching from the woman infront of you- how the three of them shared a confused curious glance together "I FORGOT I GOTTA FIND HIM!"

"..him?"

Once again, ignoring the woman who in turn scoffed offended but now much more curious about you and whatever...was happening before a loud crash was heard, followed by your yell.. and what seemed to be a male voice. Which one a island only having woman on it? Men not allowed even to step foot on her land? Made her more mad.

How dare her people not warn her of what happened. Not alert her of not one but TWO intruders? And one just so happened to view her in a very not good way? Growling she stormed down the hall to follow close.

Boa Hancock.

The most gorgeous woman in the whole world shuttered in fear.

What if you saw the mark? Saw her back? Would you alert anyone? Shame her? Humiliate her more then she ever has before in life? Will she suffer like she has before? She will not allow it.

Can't allow it

If not for her ownself. But her sisters. Her people

How would it look to the world if it was revealed she? An empress. A warlord. Was a slave? To the sick twisted "gods" above. Shuttering she began to Rattle, throwing open, ignoring the usual squeaks and squeals of her people upon seeing her. Eyes scanning locking onto you and the slightly smaller male beside you who seemed.. to be eatting?

Before all else. Her own true emotions. Boa is a ruler. The guardian of these woman who were almost naive to the real world. To the horrors of man.

"Enough"

Her voice boomed, shutting everyone up. Her guards, who attempted to pin the intruders down, stopped backing up on instinct, making way for her to walk. Salome, her beloved snake, followed close behind her, hissing softly as if amused - granted salome probably is. Given how the male who she deemed your captain by the words you loudly(but attempted to be quiet( yelled out.

"You both are the intruders, I presume?" She spoke soft. Cutting right to the chase sending you a warning glare the second you opened your mouth. Watching you flinch in thought before you Began to explain. How someone(who she realized was her very own co worker in a way. Another warlord) forcibly separated your crew. How the last second Luffy grabbed you to not lose another crew mate once again.

Seemed all you both wanted to do was go to your crew once again. Granted, if this was any other place. Any other meeting. She wouldn't care. She'd either ignore you both and go on her way or glare you both down. But this has gotten complicated.

How can she allow you both to leave?

Just like that? No questions asked? She can't do that. She's a empress. She needs to set an example. Doesn't matter that since meeting you. She was curious. Anyone seeing her body would be turned to stone. Or something. But you don't care. You did mention it if course making her Rattle loudly once again-

"Sister, what do we do with them?" One of her beloved sisters spoke up, whispering to her, cutting her thought short- huffing loudly staring the intruders down ignoring how the male named Luffy began to yell to insist on taking HER ship? How DARE that man.

Who does he think he IS?

"I suppose... a trial is in order then. You both shall fight my sisters. You win, you leave the island alive.. you lose, however, " Hancock trailed off, staring you and your Captain down "your to be kept here. Jailed until death for such crimes you both have committed here on my island.. for.. however you both were here for" she finished growling out

Watching you turn to your companion clearly full of faith of your abilities combined? Or just his? She wasn't too sure. But what she does know one thing. You caught her attention. Be it good or bad, she wasn't sure. But she's interested in seeing how this plays out. I'm watching you closer how you grinned at your captain already convinced of your victory. She couldn't help but be almost captivated of the idea.

Maybe she won't be as bored of the same thing before? Of the same reactions to her person, she gets daily? So she isn't too sure. But maybe wining may lead to something interesting? Turning, she stormed off, growling loudly unsure of what to think. To do. Ignoring her sisters for a moment before singing "go get ready for the fight." Is all she could grumble out headed to the arena. To watch it all play out

#boa hancock x you #boa hancock x reader #boa hancock #one piece x reader #one piece #x reader #i love her

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hypnoneghoul · 1 year ago

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So I had a thought, and your writing would capture this best in my opinion: Phantom coming back to the abbey, finding Aether, and proceeds to have the most Ghoultism conversation about his first tour and what he experienced. And he’s such a little cutie that he doesn’t stop him.

im sorry it took me ages whaaaaa :(

but im here! and thank you for considering me the best man for the job, hope i don't dissapoint hahahah

some ghautistic phantom rambles under the cut :)

Aether didn't exactly know what saying 'tell me everything' to Phantom would mean for him. He didn't expect him to literally tell him everything. He did feel a bit like complaining, at first, he had better things to do. Not to say he didn't absolutely adore Phantom or that he was ignorant or selfish. Not at all, quite the opposite. Aether just really had a lot of work.

But Phantom was so adorable, he was so excited to tell the older ghoul all the stories from tour. Aether couldn't just stop him, could he?

"People were throwing us so many plushies, there's so many on the bus and everyone has some for themselves and I even got a few bats!" Phantom ranted so fast he was nearly out of breath. "I love bats so much, Aether, how did they even know!?"

"I have no idea, kid, but I'm happy you got some gifts from the fans," he chuckled. Phantom was too adorable for his own good.

"They know our names too! And they gave us so many different things, a lot of bracelets with our names, flowers and I even got a letter! A LETTER, Aeth, just for me!" he beamed.

"I saw you also got some flags thrown onto the stage, yeah?" Aether prompted. He should've probably bite his tongue if he wanted to leave the common room in the next 24 hours but Phantom was just too cute.

"YEAH! There were those rainbow ones and the other colorful one, you taught me about them when I was first summoned. The colorful one is for the whole community some humans are in, right? When they don't really fuck with everyone, just specific people?"

"Something like that," Aether giggled. It was one way to put it, especially with how Phantom perceived things Topside.

"The other one was the blue, white and pink and I think that's the one people use when their junk doesn't match their head? Like Dew and Sunny, they'd be them too if they were humans, yeah?"

"Yes, kid, it's called being transgender, for humans."

"Yes! People were so happy when we picked them up, Swiss too, I think it meant a lot to them. I think a lot of our fans are colorful humans, don't you think?" Phantom asked and actually paused for a second. Not a rhetorical question, then.

"I don't just think so, I know it. I used to check the internet a lot, the thing on your phone that you don't like. They say a lot of nice stuff about us all there, and yes, a lot of them are colorful, as you called it."

"'m happy I could make them feel... seen, then, you know? Swiss told me once their lives aren't really easy. That's sad," he pouted as he picked on a loose thread on his pant leg.

"That's true. But there's no reason for you to get sad now, kid. Tell me more, what else happened?" Phantom was not only a cutie, he was also really sensitive and Aether would much rather spend hours listening to his excited rambles than his sobbing.

"Oh, we visited so many fun places! The girls took a lot of pictures, they should show you! World is so big and there's so many different things in it, it was so exciting, Aether!"

"Oh, believe me, I know. Terzo loved travelling, when we toured with him there was no way to sneak out of a mandatory sightseeing in every city we got to. It was more tiring than playing itself. Mountain always ended up with Dew half asleep on his back on our way back to the hotel or a bus," it was true, the only thing that could've saved them from Terzo's traveling hunger was him himself being dead exhausted. Didn't happen often.

"Must've been fun! But yeah all of that was really tiring, we all napped when we could, even if for a moment. It's good you taught me all the basics of quintessence, I was helping everyone with their pains and when Dew couldn't sleep!"

"I'm proud of you, kid. I'm glad you liked touring and had so much fun," Aether sighed. He really was, even if he missed it already himself.

"Oh, and one time..."

#the band ghost #nameless ghouls #hypnone writes #aether ghoul #phantom ghoul #aeon ghoul

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heartilywrites · 4 months ago

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Heyyyyy! Is it okay to get a part 2 to 𝓛over is a Day ; Korra? I loved the ending of it and wanted to see the wedding happen! I loved the way you wrote it!

،، 𝓤ntil I Found You ; Korra

< part 1 (not necessary for context, just if u want to read it)

request guide | masterlist

resume: the happiest day of your life finally arrived.

content warning: there's literally just fluff and more fluff here ; Korra x fem!reader ; no nation nor bending status mentioned ; no use of y/n ; the banner does not represent r's skin color at all, it's just a painting i liked and goes according to the theme of the wedding.

wc: 2.9k

a/n: HEIYA ofc it's okay darling, i adore writing this type of stuff, im just a girl that loves love. here goes the dress references for those who want to have a clear image of my poor description: Korra's was based on this gorgeous fanart i found on pinterest that took my breath away whilst reader's was based on this dress i love and adore HOWEVER! even if i did base the dress description on this image it does not mean that that is the body type for reader at all!! also since i did not add the reader's nation there wasn't something i could base myself from for a more traditional dress, that's why i made her a city girl since they have more blended styles. THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING AND FOR YOUR WORDS, CUTIE, ENJOY :D

“ The start of a new line on this family tree, two hearts connected by one beat.

Flowers, location, the court, ring bearer, maid of honor, best man, officiant, guest list, food, drinks, your brain felt like it was about to explode with all the preparations and you were sure there was some you didn’t add to the list in that specific moment.

You loved the idea of marrying the love of your life and celebrate the union with your closest circle, but you never imagined how tiring it would be to organize a whole wedding. Korra was no far from losing her mind too with everything she had to organize, you two had decided to divide the work so it would be easier just to confirm with the other if the decision made was the correct one or if should look for something else. However, there were tasks that needed to be done by the two of you such as cake selection, invitations and the flowers each one would have.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “What about red velvet flavor?” you asked extending a piece of pastry with your fork to her to eat, she did so.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Are you sure? Because I liked the chocolate and vanilla one.” she said tilting her head, you smiled.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Depends, with fruit between the layers?” Korra nodded excited and you nodded back, slower. “Chocolate, vanilla and fruits will be.”

You both turned to the person in charge to take notes of the cake preferences, they were looking at you with a sweet smile on. “I'm sorry, it's just that you two look so cute together. I've seen a lot of couples coming to choose their wedding cakes, but only a few are really a team that loves to work together, you two are one of them.”

At such comment, both started to feel your faces warmer and eventually got shy. There had to be truth in their words that you did believe: Korra and you worked good together, you complimented each other so well that it was scary at times.

After the avatar had proposed, you realized how if you planned things with a speed you were going to be able to marry on the same day you two had begun to be girlfriends and it was just a dream to the two of you, making your relationship anniversary to a marriage anniversary was definitely a goal to achieve. So far everything was going good, you got the food, drinks and location secured, the invitations had such beautiful decorations representing both of your nations and the guest list was ready to start the dealing of envelopes. Now there were other problems: the flower girl and ring bearer.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “The airbending kids!” Korra exclaimed as if she had the best idea.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “We already have them to walk before the maid of honor.” your hands were holding your head while you shook it, the girl frowned.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Why not just change them...?” her words were left in the air when she stopped to think, a big smile started to appear on her face. “Oh, do I have the best pair to be our flower girl and ring bearer.”

Now you were the one with a confuse frown on the face at her comment, not knowing exactly to who she was referring since the only kids you knew were Tenzin's.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I would be delighted and honored to be the flower girl in your wedding.” Bolin said a moment later his short session of excited screams after being asked by the avatar when the group went to eat lunch together.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “What about the ring bearer?” Asami asked bitting her food, Korra and you now turned to Mako who was too calmed drinking his beverage. When he felt your gaze on him, he blinked a little bit.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “What...?” he asked, confused, you rolled your eyes funnily.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Would you like to be our ring bearer, Mako?” Korra asked smiling innocent, he seemed to think about it. “Don't be like that, you know you'll love to bring the rings.”

The firebender giggled and nodded. “I'll do it, gladly.”

Your face turned to Asami by your left side and batted your eyelashes a couple of times her way, she laughed a little bit. “Don't ask me to be another flower girl, I'm sure Bolin would do great alone.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “It's not that,” you said after the earthbender had agreed about his work. “We want you to be our maid of honor.”

The engineer almost choked on her food at such sudden request, coughing a little bit and with soft pats from you on her back she recompensed herself.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Really?” she asked almost in disbelief, the avatar nodded at the same time you did. Her green eyes got teary, her head started to nod. “My spirits, of course I would love to be the maid of honor!” she was quick to hug you tight before standing and hugging her other friend.

After finishing lunch and sort out details such as clothes color, practice and Bolin's question about which type of flower petals he would be throwing, Korra and you found yourselves in the Air Temple Island looking for the airbending family.

Getting greeted by the older man and the younger master with a big smile, you asked to talk with Tenzin alone.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “How's the wedding preparations going, girls?” he asked letting you get in his office first.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Oh, you know; the brides are going crazy, but we have everything sorted out so they won't be insane at their ceremony.” you said giggling, he joined.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Yeah, I remember when Pema and I got married... We fought over some flower centerpieces for weeks, she won and with reason, her selection was better than mine.” the man told with a nostalgic smile in his face. “If everything is sorted out, what can I do for you?”

You turned to your fiancée and she smiled. “Well, Tenzin, we actually don't have everything sorted out.” she started, the man looked confused. “We have everyone, but the best man.” when he realized where that was going, his eyebrows raised a bit. “And we were wondering if you would like to be our best man.”

Grey eyes looked at you first and then to the avatar, trying to see if it was some type of prank, but when he didn't find any indicator of it he was quick to hug you two at once.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “I would be more than happy to be the best man.” he said in a shaky voice, both Korra and you hugged the man tight.

Now with the whole court sorted out, it was time to focus on the most important thing: the dresses.

For that part, Korra and you had decided for it to be secret from the other as you wanted to surprise each other and keeping that 'bad luck to see the bride in her dress before the wedding' belief. Asami had offered to be your companion while Tenzin was Korra's.

A bride shop was definitely something you didn’t know what to expect from since it wasn't a place always rounding your mind, until you got proposed to. Looking for the perfect dress was a challenge itself; Asami and you had seen a lot of different dresses in different styles and tones of white that it almost got you dizzy. You were able to select three dresses from the bunch, the first two weren't that good in your opinion, but when the time of trying the last one came and you saw yourself in the mirror, you couldn't believe it. The dress combined with you in such a way that it felt almost dreamy of how good it looked, it was a little puffy on the skirt part with a corset–like superior part that hugged you perfectly, it had lace decorating your clavicle and arms with a turtle neck too, but it wasn’t so high, your betrothal necklace shined more than ever in such dress.

When you turned to look at your friend, she had her hands over her mouth and her eyes shined with admiration, under a gasp she said your name.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “It looks so gorgeous on you...” she said, standing from her seat and walking to you. Both hands met yours. “Korra will fall harder for you if that's even possible.”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Will you be getting the maid of honor's dress as well?” the adviser asked with a smile. “Because we have a selection for her to choose right now and try it on so you can see how it would look all together.”

You turned to the engineer who thought about it for a second before nodding happily, it was definitely about to be a long evening.

When all of it was solved and the measurements were written down for the dress to be adjusted to you, you went back home. At your arrival you realized how you were the last one to get back by the sound and smell coming from the kitchen.

Walking to the area, you smiled at the sight of your fiancée; you walked up to her and wrapped both arms around her waist, resting your chin on her shoulder.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Hey, gorgeous, I thought you would be here sooner.” more of a claim, it was just a comment out of a bit of worry.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Sorry, we were looking for dresses for about two hours.” you said, a kiss was left on her shoulder before walking to her side to see her face. “How did it went with you?”

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Good,” Korra answered with a smile. “Tenzin was about to cry when they made me try on a model.”

A giggle left your mouth. “So you'll look gorgeous, got ya'.”

The wedding date was getting closer, just a couple more days for it all to finally come to an end. Both dresses were adjusted and created at time record, being sent to the apartment afterwards and obviously it was hide from the other to avoid peaking.

The final week it was all running from one place to the other, you had to write down your vows and also check on your part of the arrangements making sure everything was going good. Thankfully Asami and Tenzin were helping you two out with checking the status of most of them as well as making sure it was what you had asked for. The rehearsal for the wedding was done one time a couple days before, you'd had Korra's dad not only walking her dow the aisle, but also officiate the wedding so him and Senna traveled a week prior to make his own errands on the matter.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “So we walk first and then Asami or does Asami walks first?” Bolin asked all the way from the start of the hall, you smiled.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Mako and you walk at the same time, first, and before Asami.” you explained, talking a little bit loud since you were standing in the altar already.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Gotcha, after the airbending kids.” now you just nodded and he did the same. “Alright, we're ready to rumble! Let's get this rehearsal going!”

It wasn’t even the day for it, but just the sight of Korra walking the aisle with her dad by her side made you want to tear up already; how were you going to do this at the actual date?

Rehearsal went by smoothly, everyone understood what to do and say, lifting a weight out of everyone's shoulders. The day prior the wedding Korra and you had your bachelorette party: no one but the two of you alone at the apartment together, enjoying the peace and quiet after weeks of pure madness, getting ready for the most important day of your lives.

The morning of was the craziest day you've ever experienced, everyone left early their homes to fill yours with talks, screams and demands. Korra was taken away to get ready separately and you would only see her at the venue. You felt like a doll being dressed and stylized, but were able to read your vows at least five times to make sure there weren't any typos and it was making sense as well. The morning went by in a snap of fingers, you found yourself already at the venue with your heart threatening to come out by your mouth and shaky hands. You saw people starting to get in the avenue, it was almost time.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “You'll do great!” Asami exclaimed with a big smile. “You look beautiful, everything is set up, the wedding will be perfect.”

However you could, with the whole nervous feeling taking over you, a smile was painted on your face by her words. “Hey! Are we ready?” One of the brothers asked, you took a deep breath in.

After you walked in, accompanied by the airbender master to stand in the altar, your eyes looked how everyone was coming in. Bolin did the best job at throwing petals everywhere, even the guest and you on the way, making everyone giggle. And when Korra's silhouette was seen, your breath cut off.

She was wearing a blue dress, a bit puffy as well. It had to be the most beautiful dress you've ever laid eyes on, it was clearly a water tribe one; since the season was cold, she had taken advantage of it to use one with a warming top, her waist was hugged by a corset on top of all the pieces, on her neck a beautiful necklace shined and her short hair was stylish to have just the upper part tied in almost a half ponytail. You were so sure you would start crying if it was because the makeup could get messed up, Korra saw it and she smiled happily your way, when she was infront of you you could see how she was also containing her tears.

The ceremony was great, Tonraq was talking about love, marriage and how the first words he exchanged with you was asking if you had good intentions with his daughter, saying how he was glad you weren't lying about you loving her. When the time for the vows came along, you went first.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “Alright, I'm sorry if I stumble in my own words, I'm nervous.” you said while taking the paper out to read, a collective giggle was heard. “When I first met you, I would never have thought that the girl from the fire ferrets who just joined in and almost fought me after I said my friend's group was better would be the one I will be getting married today,” Korra tried not to laugh so hard at the memory. “I am the luckiest to have you by my side and call you the love of my life, we've been through a lot together and I'm certain we will face more, but I'm sure if we have each other through hell and worse, we'll be okay.”

You took a moment to take a deep breath in to calm yourself down before continuing.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “We will be each other's shoulders to stand on and to cry on; we will lift each other up and hold each other tight; we will be partners in adventure and allies in conflict. I promise to never stop making your love and happiness my priority, because your joy is my joy. In sickness and in health, in failure and triumph, I will walk beside you and I will love you, forever.” you finished, Korra took a moment to stop any cry while you threw air to your eyes with the paper.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “This is funny, I have almost the same beginning.” she said in a shaky voice, now you laugh a little bit.

The avatar took a minute to get herself together, when she was ready she cleared her throat and took her piece of paper.

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍‍ “The day I met you, after almost kicking your ass for bringing down my group's name at a probending reunion, I was sure I had met the most important person that would change my life.” a mix between laugh and cry was heard from you, Korra smiled. “From the moment our paths crossed, you’ve captivated me, challenged me, frustrated me and improved me in ways no person has done before. And I have fallen in love with you again and again. You're the love of my life, my light that guides me in the darkest of places, my rock where I can find rest when the tide is being harsh with me, the reason I keep going and want to be better for. I promise to love you, cherish you and make you the happiest woman in the world, because you showed me that I deserve to be loved and that I was never broken.”

The officiant gave you two a moment to breath in before continuing the ceremony, totally not because he was in the verge of tears as well. When the rings were exchanged, the man named you officially married; sharing a kiss to seal the agreement, the whole venue erupted in cheers reminding you how you weren't alone there.

At the reception, everyone was having the time of their lives while Korra and you stood in your bubble, feeling blessed to be able to marry your best friend; fortunate to have your love come through all the challenges and see it win again and again, it was more than certain that this would start the best chapter of your lives.

#the legend of korra #the legend of korra x reader #korra x reader #avatar korra #korra x you #korra x fem!reader #avatar korra x reader #korra fanfic #request #one shot

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fictionfixations · 6 months ago

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Kalim in RSA (and I get off-topic)

Spoilers for Book 4 and 5 (im sorry jamil enjoyers. but im so biased towards kalim its not even funny)

(this spiraled into me talking all about kalim in the actual game so oops)

imagine how different the story would be if kalim was in RSA

and we just hear from jamil about these snippets about his 'master' (although itd be weird they'd be separated if jamil tended to him often to where he'd prob be like his personal servant? idk what situation would have jamil talk to us anyway but yknow maybe we get close, he's like the other friend who seems cool? he'll basically help us out with knowledge about things, fleshing out the world a bit more, as the only sophomore in the group cause he kind of feels responsible maybe? then BETRAYAL)

and then eventually partway through the school year KALIM IS THERE (we know why though) and he somehow ends up housewarden.

i have a dislike against RSA. its very petty and its kind of because they keep winning (and they dont even mean ill intent which is worse! …but its kind of like kalims kindness. and i like kalim but that might make me biased. SO. thus the existence of this.)

we probably wouldnt like him much right? (and i imagine he'd get his fair share of bullies. we find this out. he laughs it off like 'nah, im used to attempted assassinations and everything. this isnt nearly as bad.')

(id do the clapping between but ppl get annoyed, and i get annoyed) CUE KALIM BEING MORE THAN SMILES AND WE LEARN THAT ABOUT HIM !!

HES aware enough that he can cook food good using JUST magic (which takes precision to use it as good or even better than your hands right??. its in his labwear vignette. ruggies teaching him ofc so ruggie wants it to be good cause hes taking leftovers, BUT CMOONNN he can learn. ..and yeah it took a few years for jamil to teach kalim antidotes to common poisons so he could do it easy but kalims hardly a master at making potions so i call that good)

AND in book 5 he noticed vil had like the same look as jamil to where he knew something was going to go wrong (aka the poisoning)

maybe its to show how much kalim doesnt belong in NRC and thats why they dont pull the 'more than he looks at first glance' like cater with glimpses in vignettes and etc

but like COME ON.

the sultan might be dumb (i recently re-watched aladdin) but at least he knew enough that he didnt want jafar marrying his daughter cause hes OLD and also he doesnt want to force jasmine into anything (good intentions. im sure if they just waited and she didnt find a suitor in time he would've just CHANGED THE LAW like he did IN THE MOVIE because he wants her to be happy!)

ALSo he tried to look through the law jafar claimed to say that would make her have to be married to the vizier or whatever (aka jafar) but then jafar just pulled it away before he could (and then attempted to mind control him when he refused) mans was prepared to spend hours reading over it even if he didnt understand it but he wasnt given the chance

also kalim is worryingly nonchalant about stuff. i mean. you can get used to horrible things to where they just feel so normal and uninmportant i guess? but poor bby. hes been like 'i want to keep myself alive because if i die then someone else will get punished.' or like about poisoning, if someone has a change of mind and hes already dead, then he cant do something to help them, so he has to make sure he'll live.

..i really doubt that hes just. so oblivious. maybe in denial, but still.

anyway i got very off topic. my bad. and to be fair we do get to see more of him at some parts. but hhh

okay listen. denial. (i am also a believer that if when kalim confronted jamil, if he said he didnt do anything kalim wouldve believed him. bruh gave him excuses like '..i just got tired, right?')

"The real Jamil would never do such things! He's a good guy. He's always helping me, giving me a shoulder to lean on, and—" (Book 4 • Chapter 33)

we just. dont see him really crumble?? he just. keeps being optimistic

we convince him jamil is bad. he resolves to punch him for being a traitor and THATS IT?

he sobs at the end of jamils overblot but then he goes back to being optimistic like 'lets be equals!' (..it feels like he didnt really learn much though as he's still 'I didn't notice--' 'I--' and i wish he couldve gotten more awareness. cause he makes it about himself yknow and blaming himself but COME ON put some blame on jamil PLEASE? or like. ANYONE ELSE. you also cant notice shit if no one ever tells you about it that you dont even know to look for it! he doesnt want to be cautious about who he can trust so like, why would he think to doubt the person who hes known his entire life??? especially if its something that was just always there that it feels natural, how could he know better? hes sheltered! so someone shouldve explained it to him, made him realize things! aghhh)

heres the book 5 one btw

"I got a real bad feeling when I saw the look on your face after Neige's rehearsal. It was practically the same look I saw on Jamil's face when he lost control of himself over holiday break." (Book 5 • Chapter 62)

And I mean maybe he did learn in that he's more aware of this now than others because he knows what people could look like because of Jamil, but I feel like a lot of things were just so unsaid. That the first time blindsided him, but now he's kind of a little more worried about something happening while he's there that he didn't notice so now he's trying to notice things more??? Or like maybe having gut feelings that he'd ignored before because it was Jamil but now knowing better?

So he can be aware. but then the rest of the time he's just thought of as dumb or an idiot or forgetful and it just makes me sad. and i mean i get that he wants to see the best in people but we never really talk about how its more that its denial. a refusal to see it, and i want to understand why

or maybe its because he sees the good in people that he trusts they'll do the right thing. or he believes that the good outweigh the bad (although i dont know if it'd be the same case if it was someone he knew who got hurt)

like. okay back in book 5

"Besides, I would bet there isn't a single person in Scarabia who hasn't gotten help from Jamil at some point. Am I right?"

"See? There you go. He's been a model vice housewarden. In fact, he's put me to shame. He let dark thoughts get the better of him for a brief time. Other than that, he's a perfectly capable guy." (Book 5 • Chapter 10)

He justifies it with that Jamil isn't the only one to blame (he also blames himself), and that Jamil hadn't done anything wrong before then

which. AGAIn. means that in his eyes the good outweigh the bad. jamils better at his duties so jamil should stay as vice housewarden.

this was the first time jamil did anything bad so it'd be fine, it was just an error in judgment

AGHHh

nothing about the fact that his closest friend he views as a brother

"He's grown up with Jamil since a young age, and considers him a brother in all but blood." (from the In-game Album)

who would be the last person he'd expect to do such a thing BETRAYS HIM, planning to make everyone (or well just the people in scarabia) turn against him

like. that has to be a shock right??? AND THEN HE JUST. welcomes him back into his life like it was nothing im just. kALIM. SWEETIE.

and i mean i get its for the best since if anyone knew what actually happened anything could happen to jamil (and jamil has his own reasons i get that but this is about kalim)

but he still hangs around him. has him as his aide. so while something did change, it also feels like nothing changed at the same time.

"I'm always chosen. Always. That's such an obvious truth that I never even consciously processed it. But now I see that was only possible because of Jamil's constant sacrifices. He created that "truth" in my mind by always holding back. By always letting me win. ...It stings. "Galling" doesn't even begin to describe it." (Book 5 • Chapter 30)

also like one of the very few times he expresses how he feels about something (how it hurts not to be chosen for the first time, and/or that he was only chosen because of someone else so he wants to work hard)

and then grim shuts him down with "You wanna talk about galling? Imagine how I feel not even makin' the cut for the audition to start with."

like. COME ON.

Kalim responds with, "Ah, you're right. My bad! I didn't mean to rub it in. Goodness, there I go again! I'm super sorry, honest."

and yeah it can seem kind of spoiled but also. its probably because of that that he doesnt want to share his troubles because he's very privileged so it feels like he might not deserve to act like its anything when everyone else has to work so much harder, right?

AND ITS JUST. REAFFIRMING TO HIM THAT his troubles are nothing compared to anyone elses and im just aghhauihduadhw

he also cares a lot about other people (people like him as housewarden because he listens to their troubles and supports them) so i just. want him to be able to take a moment to care about himself and just admit these things that he usually doesnt get the chance to.

i got a lot more worked up than i meant to

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ohbo-ohno · 9 months ago

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After rotating your non con puppy play ghoap stories in my head non stop, I had a Thought:

There's fleshlights that are short and open ended called quickshots, and maybe Ghost decides one day not to cage his pup for their walk, but instead to be really mean and let Soap get hard, encourage it even, but shame Soap in the process. He slips the quickshot over just the head of Soap's cock where its so sensitive and then uses KT tape to adhere it to Soap's belly. As his pup crawls after him, the stimulation gets him hard and yay he's not caged but oh no now he's hard and his cock is out the end of the toy and on full display and he can't do anything about it and Ghost (or one of the others) comments on how the pup must be enjoying his walk, look his little cock is out of its "sheath". Can't stop crawling after Ghost, can't touch himself, can't stop the stimulation or get soft, just whimpers even more

(If this is too much I'm sorry, please ignore! - 🦨)

this is referencing my lil mini noncon puppy play verse - howling and barking, kinktober 11, kinktober 20, and this oneshot!! go read the triggers of at least one of them, they'll apply to this too :)

okay okay okay hello skunk you've come in with a hell of an ask for your first!!

my day 11 kinktober is (to my knowledge??) my only foray into public sex, and it was smth i did to try and push myself a bit - that day specifically is probably the only piece of my stuff that i felt actually kind of uncomfortable writing, it gets to me for some reason haha. public sex is usually a hard no for me

it also exists in that limbo kind of universe that any heavy bdsm erotica does, which is like "this is not at all realistic or really possible, but we're all horny here so get over it" yknow??

anywayssss

i had to google quickshots (here, for those curious lol) and (1) they will almost definitely be making an appearance in my stuff at some point because you cannot tell me that ghost wouldn't edge soap with that and (2) im obsessed with your vision

smth about soap's dick being taped to his stomach... keeps trying to hump something to get any stimulation but all it does is rub the head of his dick against his abs :( maybe if he works had enough the quickshot will shift just the tiniest bit, but it's never enough to do anything for him

he'll be kneeling beside ghost outside while the other man smokes a cigarette, quivering and just barely shifting his hips, whimpering and whining cause he's so desperate but he doesn't want to humiliate himself further :( inches his hips just a little further up once and yips real loudly, nearly crumples in on himself when he hears laughter

nearly collapses on the walk back to their room because he's so fucking close and ghost just drags him along, nearly strangles him with the leash :( johnny's yipping and barking, trying so hard to crawl fast enough and the way his chest heaves and the way he curls in on himself a bit rubs his cock just right and he's got the really long, really miserable orgasm as ghost drags him along :( hears ghost groan and complain about being tired of having to clean up after his puppy :(

#dark fic #asks and answers #🦨 anon #skunks are so fucking cute #ghoap

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simpforchuchu · 2 years ago

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Hello! I was wondering if you could do sachio from high and low the worst x reader!

Sachio x Raoh's Best Friend with Suzuran Boys & Housen Boys

a/n: Wow it's been really a long time... I know... Im sorry but yk i've been really not okay.I watched HnL The Worst X last week and wanted to write smth... Im not very confident about writing anymore... But i hope you like it ♥️♥️

And i cleaned my requests.I mean most of them... I kept some of them cause i want to write them :') If i can be ready again, I will open the requests... Love you 🥺♥️

• Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

• Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: gangs stuffs, violence but fluff in the end

It was a cool afternoon. It was getting dark. Suzuran's Raoh faction were all sitting together.

"Y/n-chan said she'd come here after school. Is she coming? You know?"

Mercy shook his head at what Raoh said

"Binzo will accompany her. I told him to pick up y/n when he said he was close to her school."

Raoh nodded, showing he is understanding, and continued to eat the sandwich in his hand. He had a bad feeling, but he didn't need to worry as she was with his friend.

While the Suzuran's Raoh faction was talking among themselves, Binzo and Yn were walking through the empty streets towards Suzuran. Binzo was someone who was feared by everyone. Known as a zombie, this boy was actually quite emotional and fun with his loved ones.

Although Binzo loved and felt close to this girl who his leader was close to, being alone with a girl made him a little nervous.

Y/n wasn't like the boys in Suzuran. All they knew was to fight and shout. He still thought that Y/n didn't belong in their world.

Still, he would listen to her, make little jokes and not show her the scary face he showed everyone so that the young girl wouldn't feel shy.

Y/n was like everyone's lil sister in Suzuran...

The conversation, which was calm and talked about a few daily events, was interrupted when Binzo sensed that something was wrong. The young man wiped his smile and slowed down. He looked around silently, it was very quiet.

"Is there a problem Binzo-san?"

With the voice of the young girl, Binzo came a little closer to her. He was absolutely sure that something was wrong. When he looked around a little more, he saw someones coming on the opposite road with pipes in their hands, he quickly took the girl behind him.

He wasn't afraid for himself, he didn't care about the numbers. He could handle it. But if one of them got to Y/n, things could get ugly.

"Binzo-san... they..."

Binzo quickly turned to y/n and smiled.

"Yn-chan, listen to me carefully. Follow the road straight to the right. And don't look back okay?"

"Oi Binzo! Stop worrying about the bitch next to you and let's get down to business!"

Although Binzo was angry with the voice he heard, he remained calm for y/n. Yn was looking at him with fear, not wanting to leave him.

"But... no! I won't leave you alone. They are too many."

Binzo laughed and patted the young girl's head.

"Leave them to me, okay? Just run and don't look back. Don't forget to call the boys when you get a chance."

"But-"

Yn's word was cut when Binzo punched someone.

"Y/n-chan! RUN!"

As the young man shouted, y/n started running. She felt so bad for leaving him there, but she was going to bring him help.

...

The young girl was running down the road, panting. It was starting to get dark. She looked behind her from time to time to see if anyone was following her.

After a while, when she saw that she was very tired and there was no one behind her, she took her phone out of her pocket and stopped. She quickly called Mercy, who was the last one to call her. The phone was picked up on the second ring.

Mercy answered the phone with a smile.

"Y/n-chan-"

"Mashii-san!"

Mercy quickly stood up when he heard the young girl's breathless and frightened voice.

"Hey, something wrong? What happened? Are you okay y/n-chan?"

Raoh and Magoroku also got up and approached Mercy, and Mercy put the phone on speaker.

Y/n tried to restrain her breathing

"Someone blocked our way. There were too many of them and they had pipes-"

As the young girl's eyes filled with tears, her voice trembled as well. Raoh asked with anger and fear.

"Y/n... where is Binzo? Wasn't he with you?"

Her voice trembled even more when she remembered that she had left Binzo.

"He... he sent me away. I didn't want to leave him, but he told me to run-"

Mercy understood what was happening when a small sob was heard from the young girl.

"Y/n-chan, calm down okay? Binzo can handle this. Where are you? Are you okay?"

Y/n looked around and tried to find where she was.

"I... I don't know. I think I'm close to Housen. I'm fine, but Binzo-san-"

Mercy was trying to keep his tone soft to calm her down, but it was getting harder when he saw how angry Raoh was.

"Okay, don't worry. Listen carefully y/n-chan. If you can reach Housen, find Odajima Yuken. And tell him I sent you. We'll find Binzo, but you must be safe."

Y/n nodded

"I guess I'm not too far away Mashii-san-"

"Oi! I found you!"

Y/n was startled by the sound and the phone being taken from her hand, and a small scream escaped her mouth.

"Y/n-chan! Y/n? Hey! Fuck!"

Everyone in the room was staring nervously at him as Mercy shouted on the other end of the phone. Raoh and the others followed without asking anything as he hung up the phone and hurried out the door.

...

Y/n backed up and took a few steps back with the person standing in front of her, whom she didn't know but was sure he wasn't a good person.

"Did you really think you could escape? We're going to teach the bastards with you a good lesson"

The young girl frowned and looked at the boy in front of her. She was trying not to show him that she was afraid. When the boy saw that the young girl did not say anything, he angrily grabbed her arm and began to drag the young girl after him.

Y/n tried to resist and at the first opportunity she found, she pulled her arm and punched the boy in front of her with all her might.

The girl started to run that the boy without even realizing what had happened. But her fist didn't affect the boy in front of her much, he ran quickly, caught her and grabbed her by the hair and threw her to the ground.

The young girl fell to her knees in pain. She closed her eyes tightly and tried to protect herself with her arm, but nothing happened. She opened her eyes in surprise, and she saw a tall, nice boy gripping that boy's arm tightly.

It all happened in seconds. The tall boy knocked the other boy down and his friends, who were waiting behind him, also approached him.

As the young girl watched what was going on in surprise, when she saw the tall boy approaching her, she wanted to back away in fear, but the boy stopped his movements.

"Calm down, I know you're scared, but we won't hurt you."

Immediately after his words, he slowly extended his hand and smiled at y/n.

Although Y/n wasn't sure, she took the hand and stood up. When she got up, her knees hurt when she fell, she had trouble keeping her balance and she held on tightly to the boy next to her.

The boy smiled when he noticed this.

"I'm Sachio and they're my friends."

Y/n looked at the face that was looking at her and smiled. She shook her head and looked at the other boys as well.

"I... Im y/n. You're from Housen right? I heard your name from Raoh."

When Sachio looked at the young girl in surprise, Yuken smiled and approached the young girl.

"Y/n, L/n... Right? You're close with the boys in Suzuran."

Yuken smiled as Y/n nodded and turned to Sachio.

"I heard that they have a girl in Suzuran and that she is quite close with Raoh and the others. But what I don't understand is why are you here alone at this hour and who were you running from? Why did X high school attack you?"

Y/n slowly removed her hands and straightened herself up and spoke in fear.

"Me and Binzo were walking. Someone blocked us. He sent me away. I didn't want to go but he didn't listen to me. I..."

Sachio patted her back to comfort her

"Binzo wanted to protect you. If you were there he couldn't focus on the fight, it's better that way."

Y/n shook her head and looked at the boy on the floor with what came to her mind.

"He... he took my phone. He caught me whil3 talking to Mashii-san. They must be very worried."

Yuken walked over to the boy on the floor, checked his pockets and showed the phone in his pocket.

"Is this- ?"

Y/n nodded

"Here you go"

Y/n gave a small thank you and called Mercy again with trembling hands.

"Y/n-chan? Are you okay? Where are you?"

"I... I'm fine Mashii-san. I found the Housen leaders as you told me. Actually, they found me, but this is insignificant..."

When a relief sound came from the other side, y/n asked scared

"Binzo-san... is he okay?"

Mercy chuckled

"Don't you know him? Don't worry, very well. We'll come to you after we're done here, don't be afraid, they're not the type to hurt you."

"I know"

Mercy smiled

"Can you give the phone to Yuken?"

Y/n handed the phone to Yuken. Listening to her on the phone, Sachio was observing the young girl. His eyes frowned when he saw the wounds and blood flowing from her knees.He looked around and thought it was best to go back to school when he couldn't see a shop.

Y/n didn't know what to do when her eyes met with those staring at her. Sachio smiled to not make her feel uncomfortable.

"Your knees are injured, does it hurt a lot?"

Y/n slowly nodded

"It hurt a little but not much. I'm fine, thank you Sachio-san"

Sachio smiled and looked at Yuken who was coming towards them. Yuken handed the phone over to her and smiled.

"They'll be coming to school soon, so I guess we'd better go there."

Sachio nodded and they started walking towards Housen.

...

When they arrived at the school, y/n sat on one of the armchairs and Sawamura came in with a few bandages and antiseptic in his hand. When Sachio took the things from Sawamura's hands and bent over the young girl, y/n looked at him in surprise. Sachio smiled and poured antiseptic on the cotton.

"It looks bad, it could get infected if we don't clean it."

Y/n nodded silently. She was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't take her eyes off the boy who was cleaning her knees. Even though the alcohol hurt her, she tried not to show it. When Sachio noticed this, he smiled and put the band-aids on her knees.

Y/n was sitting quietly on the sofa. There was no one else in the room except Housen's leaders. She was used to being in the same room with men, but it felt weird that they were so nice to her as she always heard them with their brutality. She wanted to have a little chat to ease the tension.

"I thought everyone in Housen was bald"

Yuken laughed at what was said and the others laughed as well. Sachio smiled and shook his head.

"Everyone shaves their hair except the leaders, yes"

Y/n chuckled too and shook her head.

"I thought you were enemies with my friends, why did you help me?"

Sachio smiled at the question and shook his head.

"It's true that there is animosity between the two schools, it's true that we don't get along with Raoh, but I guess we're not enemies. Besides, we're not guys who would hurt a girl."

Y/n nodded and smiled

“Mashii-san trusts you. Especially to Yuken-san. He told me to ask you for help.”

Yuken smiled and waved

"No matter how many times we fight, Mashii and I are friends, so... I guess."

Y/n laughed and nodded. Just then, when Raoh and his friends entered the room, y/n quickly stood up and ran towards Raoh.

"Raoh!"

Raoh turned his gaze from Sachio to y/n and smil.When the young girl came to him, he hugged her tightly and checked her.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Y/n nodded and smiled.

"Just a small wound, but I'm fine. Sachio-san helped me clean them up."

Raoh looked at Sachio, who got up from the couch and walked towards them, then to her knees.

Raoh saw y/n as his sister, actually y/n was definitely his sister. Since y/n had helped him in the past, they became friends and then the bond grew stronger.

He also knew that Housen wouldn't hurt her, but he still didn't like his opponent's approach to y/n.Sachio, on the other hand, thought y/n was Raoh's girl, so he couldn't help the feeling of jealousy growing inside him.

Y/n was a great girl. The Raoh faction loved her very much. Now she was sure to stole the hearts of the Housen men as well. Especially Sachio Ueda's...

Raoh looked at Sachio seriously when he stopped in front of him, and Sachio too. When Y/n felt the tension between the two of them, she looked around and smiled broadly at Binzo she saw in the back.

"Binzo-san!"

Binzo laughed and ruffled her hair as Y/n walked over to Binzo with a big smile and hugged him.

"I'm fine kiddo, don't worry."

Y/n nodded and muttered quietly.

"I'm so sorry I left you-"

Binzo gave her a small flick on her forehead and laughed.

"I told you to go, I couldn't focus on the fight if you were there."

As y/n nodded and smiled, Magaroku patted the young girl's head as well, and y/n looked at them with a bigger smile.

At that moment, Raoh was thanking Sachio.Sachio shook his head with a serious expression.

"There's nothing to thank, and I know you would do the same."

Raoh shook his head.

"You have a sister too, you know well what it means to be a big brother"

Raoh nodded as Sachio looked at him confused.

"Y/n is their friend but she is my family. She is only 2 years younger but she sees me as her older brother."

Sachio nodded and smiled

"Lucky you, she's a nice person. And you should have seen the determination in her eyes when we found her. I wouldn't say she's strong, but she's definitely not a coward."

Raoh grinned at y/n and smiled

"She grew up with me"

Y/n came to them again, interrupting the conversation between the two of them.

"I... Sachio-san.... Thank you and the others so much. Really."

Sachio smiled and shook his head as Y/n bowed

"Be more careful from now on,,they must know you."

Y/n nodded.

Raoh interrupted their meaningful but meaningless look and called to y/n

"Let's go now y/n"

Y/n nodded and waved to the others. Thanking him again, she looked at Sachio and smiled.

"See you Sachio-san!"

Sachio smiled slightly and waved. He wanted to see her again too...

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I’m so blind by likeysoob

Episode 1

“You ever thought high school would be easy?” My mom looked up from her phone to answer me. “Oh no sweetheart. I always thought it was going to be hard.” At least I’m tying to look for some hope before high school starts. I look down at the table just being lost in my thoughts until my mom puts a plate of food in front of my face. “Thanks mom.” I said then begun to eat.

When I finished with my food, I went upstairs to lay in my bed. My eyes started to burn but I didn’t really feel sleepy. As the time rolls around 9pm, i decided to go on my laptop and watch some videos. I really dont have friends. They all left me for some reason. I guess i was boring? They were bad friends anyways. I have online friends but I dont want to talk to them right now.

My cat just lays on the floor by my feet. 2 hours pass by and i start to feel tired. I get up and change into my pjs then lay in my bed. My eyes slowly began to fall as i feel my cat snuggle by my feet. I hope that tomorrow will be a good first day of high school.

Well, i woke up not good. My body hurts and i really dont know why. My mom was yelling at me saying i was late and now…“ I CANT BELIEVE YOU SLEPT THROUGH 3 OF YOUR ALARMS Y/N!” Yeah…she still is. I didn’t say nothing back and just let her continue. Soon, we were close the school and she was talking about basic high school stuff. Once we’re here, i unbuckle my seat belt and open the door to leave. “Oh and! No talking to boys! No boys!” I turn around towards her and smirk, “wasn’t planning on to mom!” I watch her drive off and smile to myself. “That’s because i like girls…”

When i reached the main doors, i took a look around. “Why is this school so big?” “I know right!?” I jump back in fear. I turn my full view onto the person next to me. Holy shit. Who sneaks up on someone like that? “Oh sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you!” The random girl apologized. I dont give 2 shits though. “Um yeah…it’s whatever.” I say, the girl smiles at me, man she’s pretty. “I’m Ning Yi Zhuo but just call me Ning!” She takes out her hand for me to shake and i do. “This is my 2nd year here and I’m still not use to how big it is…are you new here?” Ning asks me. “Um yeah actually, i just got here and yes, i do know where my classes are.” She smiles at me. “Great! I’ll see you around! The bell is about to ring!” Ning runs off. I actually don’t know where my classes are, i just don’t want to talk to people right now. I walk inside the school doors and turn the corner to see some boys already fighting. “Man it’s too early for this shit..”

After running around this whole school, i bump into someone who was clearly right in front of me…why am i so blind? I should really get glasses. I look up and see this girl with short hair. Damn, shes cute, why are there so many cute girls here?! “Oh im so sorry!” She said and i shake my head, “no it’s my fault, I wasn’t watching where i was going!” God this is embarrassing. “It’s fine!” She says, we stand there in silence. “Uh, sorry i got to go!” I ran out of that situation the fastest i can. Where the fuck can I find this class?

I soon found the class. Should i go in? Class ends in 10 minutes. As I’m deciding, the door swings open and a student walks by me. I look inside and the teacher is staring at me. “Sorry I’m…late?” You know, it really looks like i was skipping from the teachers point of view. “I’m sorry, im new here? I was having trouble finding my class…” the teacher only looks at me. The fuck? Bitch speak. I give him a side eye and go sit on an empty desk, hopefully it wasn’t that persons desk that just left right now. The teacher continues on with his lesson, im not sure what class this even is. I turn to the right of me a see this girl with light pinkish hair. All she does is smile at me and looks up to the teacher.

The bell rings, i get up from my chair and grab my bag. Before i could take a step out the classroom, someone calls for me. “Hey! You!” I turn around to see that pinkish haired girl from before. “Yeah?” I respond to her, “I’m Rei, what’s your name?” Her voice is pretty, “oh um im y/n!” I say awkwardly. Omg my voice cracked, im going to die now. “Pretty name, you’re like really pretty! You like to sing or dance?” It feels so overwhelming what she just said, my name pretty? me being pretty? “Yeah i really love singing!” I itched my neck. Great i look like a fool who doesn’t know how to talk. “That’s great! Me and my friends are trying to gain members for this music competition and id like for you to join!” She says while pulling something out of her backpack to give it to me, it’s a flyer. “See you around!” She walks off. I look down at the flyer she gave me.

Wow…the girl on the flyer is really beautiful….like really. Wait, they don’t even have what day!? I guess I’m going to have to message them. I put the flyer into my backpack and go to my next class.

The rest of the day was boring. No one interesting in my classes, rude ass teachers, and nasty lunch. Didn’t expect to the lunch to be this shit when this school is so big. So now I’m in my bed just laying down waiting for my mom to come home. I think high school will be easy, like what’s even going to happen this year? My life is boring.

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✦ Hunter X Collector!Reader ✦

[Chaoter Three: I’m Sorry]

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[a/n: if theres somethings wrong plz dont get upset with me im going througha lot this week and month and luckily was able to get this out despite my current condition]

[Y/n] smiles, as she holds Hunter’s hand, and suddenly the platform on the Titan’s head starts to shake, surprising everyone. “Huh?” Everyone says. Ghost hisses, and then pink strings drop down from above and wrap around Gus, Willow, and Hunter’s arms.

“Huh?” Hunter says confused, Willow and Gus gasp and scream as this is happening. [Y/n]’s eyes widened as she briefly reached upward to keep hold of Hunter’s hand, but got dragged upwards. “Hunter?!” She cried out, tears in her eyes.

Camila wraps her arms around the palismen and gets pulled upwards as well. “Mama!” Luz shouts, as pink strings wrap around Amity and drag her upwards, causing her to cry out in surprise. Luz tries to reach out her hand to Amity. “Amity!” Luz cries out, and a bright flash suddenly appears behind Luz. She turns around to look at it and is forced to shut her eyes.

[Y/n] clenched her fist, she was sick and tired of her little sibling doing stuff like this. Being childish all the time, hurting people, and now hurting her friends. She finally reunited with Hunter, who she thought was dead. Finally, telling him how much he means to her.

[Time Skip]

[Y/n] smiled, seeing the reunion between Luz, Eda, and King. “Oh! I thought I'd never see you again! How did you get back to the Demon Realm?

“It's a very long story, I wouldn't know where to begin. There was Belos in the Human Realm—” Luz said, and [Y/n] kept a smile on her face watching the reunion.

“There was what?” King and Eda shout,

“Then, we saw Kikimora, she uh, was a lot to deal with—” Luz said.

“I can imagine.” King said, unsurprised.

“And then my mom decided to - WOAH, how did that happen?” Luz points to Eda’s missing arm, covered in a bandage.

“Ah, it's a shorter story. Oh! Is that your palisman?” Eda says, as Stringbean sits on Luz’s shoulder, Owlbert appears and the palismen greet each other.

“Hey, hey, all I wanna do is hear both of you talk over hot chocos milk, but first, we gotta find a way outta, whatever this is!” King says,

“I don't get it, King. I really don't get it. I thought you loved playing our games. Why do you choose these itty bitty spiders over me?” The Collector says, as he floats down.

“Because your games stink, squirt!” Eda says.

“And spiders are awesome!” Luz says, activating her staff and aims it at the Collector. “Yeah! Especially the itty bitty ones!” King says.

“Ah, you act like I'm doing something bad. But I'm just having fun.” The Collector says.

“Trapping people and scaring them and controlling them? That's not fun, Collector.” King says, looking at him.

“And everyone nearly died from the Draining Spell!” Eda says, looking at him. “So? Toys break all the time, you just fix them.” The Collector says,The Collector creates a doll of himself and splits it into two. The pieces fall to the ground and fixes

themselves,“Do you... not understand what death means to mortals?” Luz asks, looking up at the Collector worriedly.

“Well, don't worry 'cause I don't wanna scare you anymore. I think we can all be great friends. So, let me show you some of my favorite games!” He says, looking down at them. The Collector levitates into the sky and starts to summon something.

Eda, Luz, and King playing the Collector’s game. First is based on Pac-Man, where the Collector’s enlarged head chases the trio through a maze. The game ends when Stringbean stings the Collector’s tongue after trying to eat Luz.

Annoyed, he snaps his fingers and the game changes to Marbles, with the trio trapped inside them. When Eda and Luz are knocked out, King charges and makes the Collector fall by tripping on the marble.

Next game is Jenga. Eda sends the blocks flying towards the Collector when the tower starts falling. They angrily gets up, but his face saddens. The group is then transported back to their original location. “Thank... whoever. I think I barfed, like, twelve times.” King groaned, and Eda looked towards him. “Wanna make it a lucky number thirteen?” She askes, and smiles as she licks him up and throws him in the air and he lands back in her arms.

“Eda!” King shouted, and The Collector was alone in a corner. Luz hears him crying and makes him go to him. “Luz.” Eda says, “Eda, let her go. If anyone can talk some sense into them, it's Luz.” King says, and Luz smiles at the two and walks to the Collector, and just as she did so, [Y/n] landed down beside him.

“Collector, you know this can't last forever.” Luz said, as the Collector wipes away his tears, “Why, 'cause you know you'd lose?” He shouts, looking at them. Eda and king come behind Luz, and the Collectors face saddens again. “I just wanted a friend who wouldn't lie to me, or trick me. But everyone's the same! King lied, Belos lied, even they lied.” The Collector says,

“Who's they?” Luz asks, [Y/n] looks at them sadly.

“The Archivists, my siblings. "Oh, let's play a game", they said.” He angrily clenches his fists, "Let's play hide-and-seek." He shouted. Luz, Eda, King, [Y/n], hear thunder rumbling in the sky.

“"You go down there and see if the Titans wanna play!"” He says, still recalling.

Everyone looked up to see an image of The Collector’s story in the stars. The Archivists guide The Collector and Y/n down to the Titans. “So I played, and it was great.” The Collector says, as the stars move to show the Collector playing the the young Titans. “The baby Titans were the cutest, just like King!” They said, while he says this, the stars move to show the young Titans surrounding a joyful Collector.

“And they were all so welcoming! But the Archivists were scared of their power, so one by one, they disappeared, until there was one Titan left.” While he says this, the stars move to show the hands of the archivist seizing the young titans and taking them away. The Collectors’s now alone a large pair of eyes stare at them.

“And he thought we were the bad guy.” He says, and the stars move showing the last Titan holding, The collector now imprisoned and placing them away.

“He hid his egg from me and trapped us.” He said,

“But I showed all of them. Even when those trapper jerks started acting weird. Even when Belos lied to me! I found King! I found the last Titan, and he's my friend now!” He shouted, looking at King.

“Collector—“ King says, sadly.

“I know it's just pretend. I don't care. I'll pretend as long as I want.” The Collector shouts, as he says this he angrily rubs forward to Luz, sending a breeze in her direction.

“ But that's not what you want, is it?” Luz says

“What do you know?” The collector says, looking at them.

“We know what it's like to feel alone.” Eda says, looking doing.

“And abandoned—“ King says.

“And misunderstood. Hey, what if we showed you how we became friends?” Luz says, looking at him.

“King already told me about your adventures.” The Collector says,

“It's different when you can see them.” Luz says, Luz pulls out a stack of the memory pictures that showcase her, Eda and King’s adventures. “What do you think? Can we tell you our stories?” She asks, looking down at the Collector.

A shooting star flies past the Owl House and finally landing in front of it. The Collector then makes the star vanished. He is followed by Luz, on Stringbean, Harpy Eda with King, and [Y/n]. “Wow, I thought we would just, like, flip through these.” Luz said

“So it all started at the birdhouse.” The Collector says, and Eda looks at the Owl House in shock, “The Owl House. Speaking of which, what happened to it?” Eda asked, ands he flies up and views the current state of the Owl House.

“You, uh, haven't been here in a while.” King says, and Luz looks at a picture of her at the Owl House. In the picture, she is sticking her tongue out and smiling. Eda is standing by the door, arms cross and smiling. King is sitting on top of a smiling Hootu, waving at the camera.

“For me, it started in the Human Realm. Things were not great, but I found my way here, and I met Owlbert, Hooty, and Eda the Owl Lady.” Luz says, while she said the latter sentence. Eda flies back down to the ground and places her hand on Luz’s back.

King jumps into Luz’s arms, “And the King of Demons!” King says, “None of us felt like we fit in. So we decided to not fit in together.” Luz says, “It was that easy, huh?” The Collector scoffs, and folds their arms across their chest.

“Not really—” Luz says.

Luz sets King down and shows The Collector a picture of Luz and those who deceived her, “I had a lot to learn. But after a little while, I met more people who helped me.” Luz says, While saying this, she flips through more pictures, which include Luz trying out to be a Hexside student, Willow and Gus supporting Luz, and Luz playing Grugby with Willow and Amity against Boscha and her team.

“Whoa! That game looks fun. I wanna go there!” The Collector says, seeing the picture of the Grugby field.

They all fly to Hexside’s Grugby field, Luz, who is now holding Stringbean in her dormat form, and Eda who is carrying King, stand at the top, while the Collector and [Y/n] hovers above their star.

“This is where we play a game called Grudgby.” Luz says “The ball can bite you, the rules are nonsense, but it's still kinda fun.” King says, as they look down at the Grudgby team.

“Nonsense? Ha! Hexside lets you play any magic sport these days. Grudgby was all we had and we made the best of it.” Eda says, and Luz places her hand on her right shoulder.

“And you were the star player, we know, Eda.” Luz says,

“Did you know Lilith was their captain?” King said, and Luz looked at him curiously.

“Really? Now that's a spinoff I'd watch.” Luz says, and the Collector’s mouth closes, and their facial expression becomes serious. And they look ahead to see, Jerbo, Matt Tholomule, and Moon girl, all hiding from them. The Collector uses their star to glide over to the trio.

“Hi, I'm The Collector. Wanna be my Grudgby buddies?” The Collector says, grinning.

“It's him! Run! Go, go, go, go, go!” Matt screams, and runs with the rest. As they run, everyone else make their way to the Collector.

“I wanna go somewhere different.” The Collector says, as his grin turns intoa frown.

Luz holds out her deck of photos, and The Collector takes a photo of the Knee. “I'm really glad you picked this place, Collector. It's really special to me. It's where Eda helped me make a connection with the Isles.” Luz explained, to the Collector.

Luz draws and Ice glyph. She activates it, and it takes form into a small block of ice that raises from the glyph.“A baby could do that. Still, I've never seen an itty-bitty spider do it that way. Not everyone can recognize Titan magic.” The Collector said.

“He must really like you if he showed you this much. He never told me about it, though.” They said, as they put their left pointer finger above the snow and creates a snow sculpture of a Titan.

“Did you force him to be your friend, too? Like, uh, what are their names— Lilith and Amity?” The Collector asked, and [Y/n] shook her head, “She didn't force anyone to do anything.” King said, and [Y/n] walked over and placed her hand on her younger sibling, shoulder.

“Yeah, people are complex.” [Y/n] says, looking down at then, “And sometimes they just need a little kindness and forgiveness.” Luz says, looking at the Collector. The Collector looks down at the ice Luz made and then looks back at Luz, Eda, King, and [Y/n].“Kindness and forgiveness, huh?” The Collector says, looking in the distance.

[Y/n], Luz, and Eda smile at The Collector. Suddenly, there is heavy breathing in the distance that draws all their attention. [Y/n] stomach drops, and her and The Collector begin walking toward the edge of the Knee, “Do you hear that?” The Collector asks, and Luz looks in the direction they were.

“Hear what?” Luz asks, the breathing continues louder. Trees shake, birds flee, water begins to recede, and rubble falls from landforms. [Y/n]’s eyes widened, “Breathing.” She shudders, and Bel’s glowing eyes shine and continues to glow.

“Those eyes—don't tell me it's—” The Collector says in shock, “Belos.” Luz says.

In the alleway of Bonesborough, a rat runs through a large crack. Tinella Nosa appears to be throne out of that crack. Seeing the dangerous branches spreading throughout the alley, she screams and runs away as they follow her. On a railway in one of the Knee’s tunnels, three Coven Scouts are sitting around a fire. They are interrupted by the branches of mold that sends them fleeing.

As Luz, Eda, [Y/n], King, Stringbean, and The Collector fly above, they see the branches violently spreading throughout the Boiling ISles. “t's coming from the castle.” Luz says, and flies downward. Belos has now taken on a massive, monstrous form. His eyes continue to glow blue, and he now has wings.

Belos growls, “Finally! I can cleanse this perdition... MYSELF!” He growls, three times, he unleashed blue fire upon the land. Luz, Eda, King, Stringbean, [Y/n], and The Collector arrive at the scene.

“Is that Belos?” Eda says, in shock, “How'd he get here without a body?” King says on shock, and The Collector steps on Raine’s earring. He picks it up, visibly worried.

“What do we do? There's no way we can stop that!” King says, and The Collector looks up, “Yes, there is.” They say, and begins glowing, “And I know how.” They say, the Collector flies through the air, cutting away at the moss. He stops short of Belos’ face.

“No, what is he doing?” Luz says, and [Y/n]’s eyes widened in horror, “I get it now. You just need kindness and forgiveness, huh?” The Collector says, and hugs Belos’ skull. As Luz, Eda, King, and [Y/n] have exasperated expressions on their faces, Belos blinks in confusion.

“Luz, Y/n, look! We can all be buddies now!” They say, and Belos prepares to fire at The Collector, Eda, King, Luz, and [Y/n] watch in horror. “Collector!” [Y/n] shout, Luz watches as [Y/n] flies towards him.

“No!” King shouted, watching as she flew off. As Belos fires, the beam heavily collides with a purple flash of light. [Y/n] has flown in to save The Collector. “Huh? But I thought I was doing the right thing.” The Collector says, confused, looking up at the two.

[Y/n] looks down at her little sibling and places her hand on their cheek, “No, no, you did good, Collector.” She said, smiling softly at him.

“But this is a little more complicated. Don't worry, I think it—missed—me.” She says this, and realizes that the branches have already hit her fingers and they slowly take over her body. Her body slowly becomes tiny stars.

[Y/n] groans, as the moss slowly reaches her shoulder and hits her back.The single wolf ear on [Y/n]’s ear fell off her head, and floated to the ground. Her body slowly becomes a particle of stars. “Y/n? What's happening?” The Collector asks, worriedly looking up at them in shock.

[Y/n] smiles weakly as she stares at her little sibling, “Hey, looks like I’m not going to be able to watch over you anymore.” She whispered, placing her hand on their cheek once more, they looked at her in shock.

She slowly lifted up her head, and looked towards Luz, Eda, and King. Luz stood there in shock, “Luz? I’m so happy to have had you as a friend as well everyone else. Hunter, tell him I’m sorry.” She said, smiling weakly, and Luz gasped tears welling up in her eyes.

“Big sis?” They whispered, he watched as her body slowly became star particles, “I should’ve played with you more, I’m sorry I wasn’t a better sister.” She said, almost fading away completely.

“I love you,” She said, planting a kiss on The Collector’s forehead before her entire body was covered by the moss. [Y/n] splits into several stars. The Collector holds on to her hand and he catches one of the stars, holding it tightly. Luz’s eye’a widened in horror.

“Where'd she go?” The Collector asked. Eda and King are too stunned to speak. and Tiny stars flowed through the damaged areas. They travel by Hexside, where students are terrified of the moss. They finally reach the Archive House, where Gus, Willow, Hunter, and Amity observe, confused. “What is this?” Amity says, a tiny star landed on Hunter’s lap, and something in him he just knew somehow.

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