#that as soon as the Wens were like “over there!” and ran off into the rain and left WWX safe

[yutaan]

Throwback reblog for Jiang Cheng's birthday! The present I got him is Suffering, apparently. :D

Plot twist!!! 

[waitimcomingtoo]

Safe and Sound

Pairing: Peeta Mellark x Reader

Synopsis: you run away after Snow announces that you have to go back into the Games and Peeta freaks out when he can’t find you (CF spoilers)

Masterlist

“The tributes will be reaped from the existing pool of victors.”

As soon as those words processed in your brain, you were out the door. You ran straight for the woods and hopped right over the fence. Your mind shut off and your feet took over, carrying you as far as they could. You ran all the way to the boarder of the district and clung to the fence. If you were caught all the way out there, you’d likely be killed. Or at the very least, forcefully thrown back into your home. You almost hoped they would just kill you so that you didn’t have to go back into the games. You dropped to your knees and let out a sob that lasted until your voice ran out. The patchy grass welcomed you as you laid down and stared up at the sky as you thought about what your life had become. A few hours passed and without realizing it, you succumbed to the exhaustion and fell asleep out there.

When you woke up, it was dark out. You sat up and rubbed your aching head before realizing that if you had to go back into the games, one of your boys did too.

“Peeta.” You whispered and sprang up. You ran back to the village and went into his house, but he wasn’t there. You then ran next door to Haymitch’s house, finding him inside at his kitchen table with a large bottle of liquor.

“Bout time you showed up.” Haymitch slurred and took another sip.

“I need to talk to you.” You said as you sat down.

“Why? So you can ask me to fight to the death? Again?” Haymitch laughed humorlessly.

“Peeta can’t go back there. We barely made it out the first time.”

“I figured that’s what you were gonna say. But what’s it say that Peeta was here hours ago begging to save your life? What am I supposed to do about that? Shouldn’t I honor first come first serve?”

“No. You know you can’t save me. Men can’t volunteer for women. But if his name is called…” You trailed off and hoped he wouldn’t make you say it. Haymitch took a long sip from the bottle before letting out a deep sigh.

“I’ll volunteer.” He said without looking up.

“Thank you.” You sighed and threw your arms around him. Haymitch begrudgingly hugged you back.

“You know, you could love a hundred lifetimes and still not deserve that boy.” He told you.

“I know that.” You sighed and sat back in your seat.

“So is he doing any better now that you’re back?” Haymitch asked you.

“What do you mean?”

“You haven’t been by to see him yet?” Haymitch asked with wide eyes.

“No. I’ve been in the woods trying to calm down. I fell asleep out there. Why?” You stared to panic when you saw how worried Haymitch was.

“You need to go see him. Now.” Haymitch ordered.

“Why? What’s wrong?”

“He couldn’t find you.” Haymitch said and gestured with his hands for you to fill in the blanks.

“So? It’s only been…” You trailed off and checked the clock on the wall.

“Five hours since the announcement.”Haymitch informed you. “He ran in here after he couldn’t find you at your place. He nearly passed out when I said you weren’t here either.”

“Oh no. Do you know where he is now?” You asked. Peeta was going through the exact same emotions you were and you weren’t there for him.

“Probably in town. He said he was gonna check all your usual places. But that was hours ago.”

“Oh. Peeta.” You sighed and got out of your chair.

“Find him. And give the damn boy a hug, okay? He damn near lost his mind when he couldn’t find you. Be nice to him for once.” Haymitch ordered. You nodded and ran out of his house to go find Peeta. You checked Peeta’s house first in case he had gone back there but went to town when you didn’t find him.

“Peeta!” You called out as you ran through town. You peeked in through windows but most shops were closed. You went by the bakery, his old house, and the Hob, but he wasn’t at any of those places. You gave up after a long search and went back to your house. When you walked in, you found Peeta asleep on your couch with Buttercup snuggled in his arms. You chuckled at the sight until you knelt down beside him. His eyes were puffy and stained red from what must have been hours of crying. You frowned and stroked his hair, causing him to jolt away. Peeta quickly sat up and Buttercup ran out of his arms.

“Hey. I’ve been looking for you.” You told him. His expression didn’t change and he just continued to stare at you with a slightly dropped jaw. You thought he was mad at you so you reached forward and rubbed his shoulder.

“I’m sorry it took me so long. I should’ve come right over to see you.” You apologized. Peeta shut his mouth but continued to stare at you.

“Peeta? What’s the matter?” You asked him. His bottom lip suddenly started to quiver and he started to cry again. He threw his arms around you and held you tightly against him. You were confused but hugged him back and patted his head.

“I didn’t know where you went.” He said in the smallest voice you’d ever heard from him.

“Oh, Peeta.” You sighed and hugged him tighter. “I’m sorry. I went to the woods to clear my head. I just lost track of time.”

“After they made the announcement I went to your house but your mom said you ran out. I looked everywhere for you but I couldn’t find you.” He sniffled as he pulled out of the hug.

“I know. Haymitch told me. I’m sorry.” You pouted and rubbed his tears away with your thumbs.

“I thought you ran away. I didn’t know if I was ever gonna see you again.” His voice cracked as he stared into your eyes with his big puppy eyes.

“I just needed to-“

“You can’t do that. You can’t just leave.” He shouted. You blinked in surprise at Peeta raising his voice at you, something he never did.

“I had no idea where you were for hours. I didn’t know if Snow got to you and I was too late and I was never gonna see you again and…” Peeta broke into tears again and couldn’t finish his sentence. You realized that he wasn’t actually mad at you, just scared. You pulled him back into your arms and rested your cheek on the top of his blonde hair.

“Shh. It’s okay.” You cooed. “I’m here now.”

“You can’t scare me like that.” He sniffled. You pulled away and kept his face so you you could look into his eyes.

“I won’t do it again, okay? I promise.” You promised him. Peeta nodded his head and wiped his tears away on the back of his hand.

“Okay.” He nodded and gave you a sad smile. You returned the sad smile and rubbed your thumbs on his cheeks.

“I’m sorry I made you worry.” You said softly. Peeta shrugged a little to let you know that it was okay. His smile dropped suddenly and you felt his skin heat up under your fingertips.

“They’re putting us back in there.” He said quietly.

“I know, P.” You frowned. “I know.”

“They can’t keep doing this to us. We’re just kids.”

“I know.” You said again. “You’re the only one who understands.”

Peeta stared in your eyes for a minute before grabbing your face and pulling your into a rough kiss. Your eyes widened into surprised but quickly fluttered shut as you melted into his. Peeta clearly needed the kiss more than you did but you wouldn’t want to stop it anyway. Your lips moved together in a heated kiss until you had to pull away to breathe.

“I’m sorry. I know there’s no cameras.” Peeta said as he tried to catch his breath.

“That’s okay. You can kiss me anytime you want to.”

“I can?” He asked skeptically.

“You can.” You decided. Peeta smiled shyly and leaned in to kiss you again. This one was slower and lasted just long enough. When you pulled away. You wrapped your arms around his neck and rested your forehead against his.

“Whatever happens, we’re gonna be okay.” You assured him. “You might not even have to go in.”

“If my name does get called, I’ll be okay. You know how I know?”

“How?”

“I’ll have you. As long as we’re together, they can’t hurt us.” Peeta said with a sad smile.

“Together?” You asked and held up your pinky. Peeta linked his pinky with yours and kissed his hand.

“Together.”

Im sorry this was Josh sized (short asf) 😔😔😔😔

[buckyalpine]

I’m going to redo this story. Here is a version I wrote that I feel is okay but I have another version in mind so I’ll write that tooo. I didn’t want to throw this away completely so maybe at least 1 person will like this 😭 @paulasocean another version is coming bb ❤️

-

"Okay, I can't for the life of me remember what happened during this mission" Nat grumbled while sitting in the conference room, catching up on paper work after Fury had demanded all mission reports be handed in by the end of the week.

"Honestly, neither can I" Steve shook his head, rubbing his temples, the past few months all melting into a blur. Everyone had been running back to back missions, prioritizing actually saving people over filling out reports. "I only filled out half of it and before I could finish, someone put it away"

"Please tell me it's somewhere in this building, I can't spend the rest of the day writing about how many time Steve jumped off a roof with zero protection" Bucky groaned, most of his mission reports consisting of all the recklessness his bestfriend did.

"Go check the records room, someone probably filed it there" Tony suggested while Bucky nodded, heading down to the very bottom of the compound where there were rooms upon rooms filled with documents on every criminal and terrorist organization to exist as well as individual cases. Steve and Nat followed, the both of them wandering through the shelves where the most recent reports were, quickly locating the latest one.

"He's this big billionaire with the most advanced technology in the world and but he's keeping records in the basement like a creepy grandpa" Nat huffed, scanning the shelves.

"You'd think he'd have these all digitized by now, given how much he loves technology" Steve snorted while Bucky remained silent, preoccupied with a different row of shelves that caught his eye. His heart hammered a little harder than usual as he looked at the five full floor to ceiling shelves that were solely for Hydra. He was sure at least two shelves would be for his atrocities alone.

"Buck, c'mon" Steve patted Bucky's shoulder, already seeing where his bestfriends mind spiraled, "Nat found what she needed, let's get out of here punk"

"Just-give me a second" Bucky murmured, opening one of the drawers and flipping through the papers, swallowing thickly at some of the agents he'd recognized, ones that had tortured him to no end.

That's when another face caught his eye.

His blood ran cold, flipping through the pages faster, hoping there was some sort of mistake.

It couldn't be.

It was your face, over and over again but under a different name.

Svetlana Petrovitch

"St-Steve?"

"What is it Buck" Steve frowned, seeing the color drain from Bucky's face, taking the file from his hands, his own eyes growing wide.

"Please tell me that isn't her"

"That's y/n" Steve murmured, not understanding where there was a file on you at all, let alone why it was associated with Hydra. Bucky grabbed the filed back before looking at others, his anxiety only getting worse. "Svetlana?"

"These aren't files on those who were taken or held captive. This whole shelf is just for agents who have worked for Hydra throughout the years. They're all Hydra agents"

Bucky needed it to be a mistake, a misprint, a file placed in the wrong section, you were his whole world, you would've told him if you were associated with hydra. His mouth wen dry, clutching onto the papers as he wordlessly made his way back up to find you.

You had been gone all morning, insisting you were just going to grab coffee but now he had his suspicions. You usually always asked him to tag along everywhere but every so often, about every two weeks, you would disappear on your own for hours on end.

He'd also hear you speaking to someone on the phone in hushed whispers but he'd never once questioned it but based on what he'd just seen, he had no idea what to believe.

Who were you.

He tossed the file onto the table as soon as he saw you in the room, the tick in his jaw worrying you. You got up, making your way over to brush his cheek, freezing when he stepped away from your touch as if it would burn him. Everyone left the room, sensing this was a private moment between you both.

"Bucky, is everything okay-

"Where were you"

"I-

"Tell me where you were this morning"

Your heart sank to your stomach, the guilt plastered on your face causing his emotional turmoil to worsen.

"I-I told you I went for coffee" Your shaky voice lacked truth, only confirming his suspicious further.

"Did you work for Hydra?"

"Bucky-

"Y/n, it's a yes or no question, were you a hydra agent or not"

"I-

The fact that you hadn't said no, the fact that you looked guilty, unable to look at him directly in the face was enough to send Bucky over the edge.

"H-how could you?!”

"James, you don't understand!-

"No. No" Bucky shook his head, tears welling in his eyes, his stomach twisting in knots. "Don't. Just don't"

"Baby, please just listen to me-

"Is y/n your name? Hm?" His eyes were red from unshed tears, a part of him still desperately hoping this was all a bad dream. That his girl, the woman he trusted with his entire life, was really who he thought she was, "Or is it Svetlana. You were part of them. You probably still are, is that why you came here? Did you pretend to love me all this time just to get me back to them? Is this what all of our relationship was to you? Find a way to get the Winter Soldier back?"

"Bucky stop!" You cried out, your voice cracking, wiping away at your wet cheeks. You couldn't get a word in as he backed away from you, shaking his head, feeling disgust and confusion at the same time. His heart yearned for you but he wouldn't be able to over come this. "Please-

"There's nothing to listen to. How-how can I ever trust you again" His throat felt like it was being squeezed shut all over again, just like the days Hydra strapped a collar on him to hold him in place every time he was wiped. "I don't even know who you are anymore. I-I love you but I can't-

"Bucky don't do this, just let me explain-

"YOU CAN'T! THERE'S NOTHING FOR YOU TO EXPLAIN!" He snapped, making you flinch back. "You-you could've told me! How am I supposed to trust you?! I've told you my darkest memories and-and fuck, you would've already known, right? This was all a game to you, you would've already known everything I'd ever done. Were you part of that too? Huh? Did you also have a say in all the shit they did to me when I was under their control?"

"NO!" You shook your head, covering your ears, unable to take the words he was saying to you, never in a million years would you ever have done such a thing to the man you loved with your entire being. "Jamie, I would never, I love you, just sit down with me baby, please-

"I'm sorry. We're done. For good. I can't even look at you. You know I love you, fuck, I-do you have any way how much I love you" Bucky's voice dropped to a whisper, moving to softly cup your face in his hands, brushing away at the tears that continued to spill from your lashes. He traced his thumbs along your soft cheeks on last time, his soul feeling like it was being ripped from his body as he dropped his arms back to his sides. "But I can't do this"

He stormed out of the room without looking back leaving you torn, broken and sobbing. You ran past the others who were still worriedly waiting outside and right to your room, locking it, instructing FRIDAY to forbid anyone else from entering.

It didn't take long for you to pack all your things. You didn't have much.

You never did.

You left behind all of Bucky's Henleys that you'd stolen along with all the sweet gifts he'd bought you on your dresser; you figured he wouldn't want to see you anyway.

You had left the compound by that night.

-

Steve signed at the sight of his best friend spending another night destroying himself at the gym, dark red stains covering the leather of the nearly torn punching bag.

"No one knew?" Bucky's voice was hoarse from nights of crying and getting by on coffee and taking out his frustrations out on the gym. He'd stayed in his room for days on end, not speaking to anyone, his head and heart aching. His knuckles were split from how hard he'd been punching the bag, only to be held back by Steve who couldn't stand to see Bucky like this anymore.

"No. None of us knew anything. I spoke to Tony, those files were sent to us directly through SHIELD. When Tony ran his background checks, everything came up clear. There's gotta be more to this Buck. Why don’t you-"

"I loved her" Bucky shook his head, still feeling betrayed over all the things he didn't know. "But I can't"

Weeks went by and Bucky grew more reckless. Not having the love of his life by his side coupled by the fact that there were so many unanswered questions pushed him further and further to the edge. He hated that he still dreamt about you every night, tossing and turning in his cold bed, without you there to keep him safe and warm. You were on his mind every single day and every single part of him wanted to know where you'd gone, how you were doing, guilt starting to eat a him.

He never gave you a chance to explain yourself, jumping at you the second he thought you had strong ties with Hydra, that you were an agent yourself. He'd never even let you get a word in, breaking things off without a second guess.

To make things worse, he'd gone as far as accusing you of also being part of all the pain he'd been put through.

No one knew where you'd gone.

Except Tony.

-

"Just tell me where she is" Bucky ran his hands through his already messy hair, pacing up and down Tony's office while the billionaire sighed. "Please"

"I can't. She asked me not to and I can't break that Barnes. Plus you broke up with her, it's not like she left cause she wanted to"

The guilt that was already eating at him only worsened as he sat down in defeat, angrily wiping his face.

"Is there anything you can tell me? Something? Anything, I'll take anything at this point, I fucked up so badly"

"The most I can do is let you know if she comes back or if she wants to talk to you"

Bucky didn't press the issue more, taking it upon himself to scour the records room again to see if there was anything else on you but he came up short. There were no other files on a person with the last name Petrovitch. He never actually looked through your file properly, feeling too much anxiety from the first time he'd seen it. When he bothered to read it again, there was hardly any information, only having a few fuzzy pictures of you at the base with some other agents as well as how long you'd been there for.

There was one place he'd get his answers from.

SHIELD.

-

"Who is y/n"

"Sargent"

"TELL ME" Bucky's voice nearly shattered the glass, causing Fury to flinch while the others took a step back. After Tony didn't reveal your location, Bucky went straight to the head office, his brooding glare alone getting him instant access to the top floor. The team accompanied him for moral support but also to keep things under control just in case, everyone standing in the directors office on edge. "You kept this from me, from everyone here, I need to know, what does she have to do with Hydra"

Fury sighed, pulling out a thick file from a second safe, dropping it onto the table, shifting through papers before pulling out one of a picture from when you were young. Bucky recognized the twinkling eyes, his heart breaking all over again for the young little girl in the picture, lost and innocent.

How the hell did he think you'd been an agent.

"Y/n, y/l/n. Originally named Svetlana Petrovich by Hydra. Her birth mother had been used as an experiment to procreate more super soldiers in case the serum couldn't be replicated. The serum didn't take so she was rendered useless. Her mother was never seen again. Her supposed father was one of the many soldiers who had been given a different version of what Sargent Barnes has"

Bucky was frozen in place as Fury spoke, feeling absolute agony over the words he's said to you. Your broken face and pleading voice played over and over again, making him nauseous.

"Hydra kept the child in hopes of using training her into a weapon. She was cared for by a woman who was appointed to be her handler. She raised the child differently, without anyone else knowing. Don't ask me how she did it, we don't even have a name"

Everyone continued to listen in stunned silence while he spoke.

"Agent y/l/n wanted to escape but remained at the base to ensure no one hurt the woman who had taken care of her. She didn't go on any missions but she was trained to be one of the strongest soldiers they had, hence the images of her at the base with other Hydra operatives. She remained there until the woman's death and escaped the very same night. We recruited her a few years later"

"How do you know all this and why didn't anyone know" Steve stepped in while Bucky remained silent, trying desperately not to break down. Not only had you been born into the worst situation but you only remained there to protect the one person who was like a mother to you after you lost your own.

"I have my ways, Captain. She didn't want anyone to know. She wasn't proud of the fact that she'd been brought up in such a place. She left it all behind but wanted to use her skills for good. There's a reason she one of your top agents. She didn't learn those skills from just anywhere"

Bucky wordlessly walked out of the room, unable to sit and hear another word. His heart broke for the baby who'd been forced into Hydra's hands without a fighting chance. Yes, you had been raised by someone who wanted to love and care for you but you'd been tortured and trained more than anyone else and after you finally escaped with a life for yourself, he'd accused you of betraying him. He hated that he had come to Fury for answers when he could've just let you speak instead, letting his own anger cloud his judgement. He still didn't know where you'd disappeared to or who you'd be on the phone with but Bucky had to speak to you, no matter what it took.

-

"I'm only giving you her location because she sounds miserable and I'm assuming it's because she misses you. If she pulls a gun my head because of this, its on you" Tony mumbled, scribbling something onto a sheet of paper and stuffing it into Bucky's hand. "You better grovel your ass off"

Bucky couldn't care less about traffic laws as he swerved through the streets to get to you, his motorbike revving through the city till he reached a dingy looking apartment building. He frowned, double checking the address before parking his bike and walking to the lobby. Bucky made his way to the concierge, the man seemingly recognizing him immediately.

"Sargent, I'm assuming you're the boy she's been moping over" The man at the front desk gave him a pointed look, giving him a key and directing him to go to the top floor before he could even say anything. Bucky's cheeks reddened with embarrassment, nodding with a thank you before dashing off to get to you.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, he was surprised to find the peeling and dusty hall way empty with just one door right in the middle. His heart hammered against his chest as he shakily raised his hand to knock. He could hear shuffling on the other side, wiping his palm against his jeans when he hard the lock click open.

"Baby, I'm so sorry I- oh-mam, I'm sorry, I must have the wrong address-“

An elderly woman opened the door, her eyes twinkling as she looked him up and down, taking his metal hand in hers and pulling him inside. Bucky stood in confused silence as he entered the large apartment, which was a stark contrast to the mess it appeared to be on the outside. The interior was sleek; the apartment large enough to take up the entire floor. It made sense why the whole hall only had one door. A large living area was off to the right, decorated with a mix of abstract and modern art; a lot of the pieces reminding him of things that you would paint yourself-

"You must be James" she hummed, taking him into the living room while Bucky's jaw was still hanging, utterly perplexed over where he was. "Let me get your girl"

"My girl?"

Before he could get another word in, the woman disappeared, coming back moments later, dragging you with her. You stood stiffly, refusing to meet his eyes while she huffed, giving you a gentle push towards him.

"Now you both sit and talk" And with that, she left.

"Y/n" Bucky want to fall to his knees and beg you to forgive him, his heart breaking over the way you looked at him like a stranger. The eyes that used to hold so much love, so much spark were now hollow and empty and full of hurt.

"No. You didn't even give me a chance to explain myself Bucky" You kept your voice as steady as you possibly could, your throat already starting to grow painfully tight. You weren't one to cry easily, especially after years of training to repress your emotions but Bucky was your weakness.

"I know. I was wrong, I should've listened to you, it was so wrong of me, I-It's just-I'm not excusing myself, I promise, it's just-I didn't know what to think and I'd always hear you on the phone, sometimes you'd disappear for hours and you wouldn't tell me where, I-I'm sorry I thought the worst when I saw that file. It doesn't change the fact that I didn't let you get a word in. I'm so sorry angel"

You sighed, letting your heart soften. You knew Bucky came with his own baggage of trust issues and while you'd wanted to tell him about the phone calls and visits, you worried about if any of it would make him uncomfortable.

"It was my mother" You whispered, anxiously fidgeting with your fingers, "That's who I'd call and come to see. Well my adoptive mother. Handler. She was like a mother to me"

"But-I thought-" Bucky blinked in confusion, Fury had made it clear the woman had passed before you escaped, "She's alive?"

"I helped her escape with me. We faked her death so they wouldn't come searching for her. She had been captured there to work as a nurse. We changed our names. I didn’t want her living there anymore after I left. This is her place; Tony was nice enough to renovate a penthouse for me without asking questions. Before I joined the team, we'd lay low in cheap rentals. Now I know she's always safe. The concierge is a trained agent"

Bucky felt an inkling of hope when he stepped towards you and you didn't step back. He nervously brought his hand to hold yours, letting out the breath he was holding when you didn't pull away.

"Please forgive me baby, I-I should've given you a chance to explain, I'm so sorry" Bucky squeezed your hand, his thumb coming to brush away the tear that trailed down your cheek.

"You hurt me" You whispered, sniffling. "I'm not upset that you got mad or felt hurt and confused. But you thought I was an agent Bucky. You-you thought I'd do something to hurt you" The last word barely made it out as the first sob escaped. You were able to take Bucky's hurt and confused but no the fact that he'd doubt your love for him, "Did you think I-I didn't love you?"

"No! I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry baby. For everything. For everything you had to go through, for everything I said. I shouldn't have acted like that. I should have trusted you, I know you love me, no one's ever loved me the way you do doll"

“How could you not trust me. Why didn’t you at least let me explain it to you Bucky”

“I know baby, m'so sorry" Seeing your walls crumble made Bucky's heart ache, his body moving on its own to wrap you in a protective hug. He hated to be the cause of your tears, understanding why you'd been nervous to tell him about your past. Of course you came with your own traumas from Hydra and even though he endured similar things, it still wasn't easy to open up about. "Will you please come back home? You don't have to stay in our room, you don't even have to forgive me, just- please baby"

You melted into his embrace having missed his warmth, his scent, his safe arms.

"I should have told you. I-I was scared-

"Shhh, I understand. You don't have to explain it, m'sorry i didn't know and lashed out. Please come home baby" He whispered against your hair, kissing the top of your head while keeping you pressed to his body. You nodded against his chest, too lost in hugging him back to notice your mother's watery smile or happy sniffles.

"Take me home, Bucky"

-

Of course after you'd come home, Bucky continued to earn your forgiveness, making sure you understood he'd never doubted your feelings for him. He starts to join you as well when you go to visit your mother, blushing when she calls him handsome. Butterflies erupt in his tummy when she give him her blessing while he fidgets with a ring he'd bought, keeping it safely in a velvet box for the right moment.

During vulnerable nights there are times where he needs you to hold him and nights where you need him just as much. He loves that he can comfort and hold you too, letting you pour your heart out when you feel like it or humming soft lullabies till you fall asleep when you don't feel like talking. One thing that is for sure, he'd never push you away from him again. There no one else on this earth that he loves and trusts more than you.

Once again, this version was meant to be trashed so. pls.

[theglitterypages]

Haikyu Boys Caught With Their Best Friend's Sister (Featuring Kuro Tetsuro)

Kuro knows how wrong this is but he did everything in his power to not fall for his best friend's sister. It's been a month since he started dating you behind your brother's back, he knows that it's disrespectful and he's risking his friendship with Kenma, knowing how much he adores you. But Kuro waited for so long, and fought his feelings it made his chest tighten whenever he'll see you but can only pretend to see you as a younger sister.

He treasures his friendship with Kenma but the way your skin feels warm and hot against his hands makes his brain malfunction, all he could think is how every inch of you must be worshipped, he breatehs into your skin, gently nipping, and marking the parts that his lips could reach as you arch your back and rake your fingers in his scalp. "T-Tetsu…" you chanted his name like a prayer and Kuro felt the last fiber of control he has in him snap just by hearing your sinful voice call out his name.

He met your eyes, his hand still roaming underneath your shirt as you sigh in pleasure. "Use your words, love. Tell me what you want…" he teased, gently nibbling on your ear and you groaned in frustration, earning a laugh from the man on top of you.

"God, I love you so much YN." he whispered leaning down to kiss you on your lips.

He lets you settle on his lap, his hands still under your shirt as you both try to watch the movie. He's kissing your nape, while his eyes was fixed on the television. "Love…" he breathed, calling your attention. "Why?" you asked, turning to face him.

Kuro took his hands out from under your shirt with a sigh before kissing the tip of your nose, "A-Are you ready to tell Kenma?" he asked, his hands finding yours, massaging it gently before kissing the back of it.

You know how conflicted he must feel, he wouldn't have hide this relationship if not for your request to not let your brother know. You were worried about how Kenma would react and you wouldn't want to be part from Kuro.

"Soon, love. I promise…" you whispered, hugging him, letting him bury his face on your neck.

Kuro held you tightly, even if his chest if filled with worry, he let himself find peace as he holds you in his arms.

But that peace was soon cut off when the doorbell rang and you both were snatched away from your little safe paradise.

Kuro looked at you, waiting for your confirmation of who might be the visitor but the moment you jumped out his arms, Kuro knew who's outside.

"Oh shit, that's my brother. Oh my God, Tetsu you need to hide!"

Kuro didn't have any chance to think when you pushed him towards the bathroom and locked it before you went to open the door to greet your brother.

Kuro pressed his ear agains the door, his jaw clenching as he looked down at the tent on his pants. "Fuck shit." he cussed, he knew it, he knew that it wouldn't be long till his luck ran out but still, he couldn't feel any regret because every stolen moment he had with you was the best of his life, if your relationship might cause a problem with his friendship with Kenma, he would take all the blame.

Kenma walked inside your flat with his usual bored expression, "Is this a bad time?" he asked, examining your flustered look and heavy breaths. Your eyes widened and shook your head, "N-No, I-I was just cleaning and kinda forgot you'll drop off some of my things." it wasn't long since you moved out of your parents' home so you still have some of your stuffs left in there and Kenma volunteered to bring your stuffs so you won't have to do it.

You were just so caught up with Kuro's sinful touch that you forgot that he's coming over tonight.

"Okay…" he handed a bag to you. "Mom said not to bring all of your stuffs, she said she'd like your room there to stay that way." he told you, his eyes scanning your flat as if taking in the details. His eyes carefully scanned your furnitures, his head tilting a little as he tried to take a look of the kitchen, before they went back to meet your eyes.

"Your flat looks way better than last time, you decorated well."

You could only nod your head, usually your brother won't stay for so long to say stuffs like this does he miss you or he's just trying to torment you? "Y-Yeah, I just looked at some Pinterest inspo and stuffs…"

"Cool, hey can I use your bathroom real quick?"

You internally panicked and your instinct kicks in, holding onto your brother's sleeve before he could take another step closer towards your bathroom. "I-I haven't cleaned it yet….it's clogged and I-" Kenma looked down on your hand gripping his sleeve, "You don't know how to fix a clogged toilet? How are you gonna live alone? I'll fix it for you." Kenma removed you hands off his sleeve and walked over to the bathroom, opening the door.

Kuro couldn't hear anything no matter how hard he tries to press his ear against the door, even if he hears some noise, it's all muffled and inaudible, his heart hammers against his chest but he chose to stay calm waiting for you to come and open the door, so when he heard the doorknob click, he sighed in relief but his face went pale when he saw his best friend's face when the door opened.

Kenma was stunned, and there was a dead silence between the three of you. But when he was able to came back to his senses, he looked at Kuro from head to toe, and he saw that he's holding his shirt in his right hand and Kenma looked at him with lazy eyes.

"I knew that you've been hiding a boy for a month now but never in my wildest dreams that I imagined it to be Kuro."

That was the only thing that came out Kenma's mind, in fact, those words were blurted out without any careful thought process, it wasjust him simply stating the fact in front of him, his best friend shirtless hiding in your bathroom, looking flustered as he meet his gaze.

Kenma has suspicions that you are dating someone but he never imagined that it would be Kuro, though he wouldn't deny the way his best friends' gaze lingers on you whenever he thinks that he's not looking. A part of Kenma believed that Kuro wouldn't do anything without consulting him.

He doesn't know what to feel, his best friend and his sister, two of the most important people in his lives hiding like criminals, not trusting that he would understand the situation, as if he'll take it out agains them for falling in love.

He felt a pang of pain in his chest when he came up with that realization. But didn't say anything and wiats for you and Kuro to try and talk for yourselves.

Kuro couldn't utter a word, not when he couldn't decipher the tone laced in Kenma's voice.

"L-Let me explain, I was the one who pursued YN,I fell in love first. I'm the one to blame."

You went to Kuro's side to hold his hand, "But I was the one who wanted to keep it a secret…I was scared and…I don't want you to be mad. I-I love him, Ni-chan." you admitted honestly, squeezing Kuro's hand to tell him that you're in this mess together.

Kenma sighed as he looked at the two of you with his cat like eyes, he didn't like the idea of the two of you hiding just because you both thought that he wouldn't understand but Kenma decided that he'd rather keep it to himself because he couldn't recall a moment where he saw your eyes sparkle the way they do as you look at Kuro and as a big brother, he wouldn't want to put an end to you and his best friend's happiness "Whatever. I'm not against any of this but have some decency to at least cover up your hickeys.." he looked at you intensely, the kind that he gives you when he's about to scold you, "You're still my baby sister…" he told you before looking at Kuro with a glare, "And you're still my best friend."

[naturesapphic]

Hey! I'm in love with your oneshots! I would like to know if you can do a Mommy!Rhea Ripley x Little!Fem Reader where they have play date with other Mommys and Littles ( Any other Wrestlers of your choice if possible ) where she has to explain that a new member is joining them today and that reader has to be good and if she is she will get a special treat but the new kid starts to make fun of readers things which Promps reader to tell Rhea and Rhea confronts other parent defending reader ( I'm Just alittle upset still from Monday I still can't believe It 🥺 ) Thanks you so much 😊

Meanies

Mommy!rhea ripley x little!fem!reader

Warnings: age regression, random oc wrestlers lol, arguments

You were having playdates today with your friends at your house and you were so excited. Soon enough all of your friends and their mommies were here but there was two strangers that were talking with your mommy. Rhea came in the living room where everyone was at and had the new guest following behind her. “Attention everyone! We have new guest Here today. We have Alexis and her little. Her name is Sophia so I want everyone to welcome them with open arms.” Rhea said as she introduced them to everyone.

Then Rhea came over to you and brought them to you. “This is my little one y/n. Y/n are you going to be a good girl right? And if you are I’ll give you a special treat okay?” Rhea said and you nodded your head excitedly. “I bes goods mommy I promise!” You told her. You were pretty excited to have more friends but when you looked over to give her a friendly smile, Sophia glared at you which made you confused on why she did that to you. You shrugged it off and continued to play with your friends. A few moments later Sophia came over and started playing with everyone, it seemed normal until she started making fun of your clothes.

“Dey ugly. Why chu wears dems?” She said and your face got red in embarrassment. “Cuz mys mommy bought its for mes.” You explained and she stuck her tongue out at you. You ignored her until it was pretty much the whole time she was here she was making fun of you and your things. The last straw was when she was making fun of how you were coloring because Rhea said you were great at coloring so when Sophia wasn’t looking you ran over to your mommy with tears visible in your eyes. “Mommy! Sophia keeps beings means to mes!” You cry out but not too loud.

Rhea looked at you with shock and worry in her eyes and she picked you up and went upstairs to y’all’s room so the two of you could talk privately. “What is she doing babygirl?” She asked you with a gentle voice as she holds you close to her as y’all sit on the edge of the bed. “She keeps makings funs of mys stuffs an mys Clothes. Den she keeps making faces at mes. Den she says mys coloring bads an den wen I told hers dat chu said it’s was goods she says dat chu lies an don means it…” you say sadly and Rhea felt her heart break at the information. “I’ll go talk to her mommy okay? You can avoid her if you want okay? You don’t have to play with her anymore today.” Rhea explained and you nodded your head in understanding.

The two of you went back down the stairs and Rhea went over to Alexis to tell her about what her little is doing to hers. Alexis couldn’t believe her ears at this information and accused you of lying. Of course Rhea was fuming and she defended you. No one was going to accuse her baby like that and by the end of it both caregivers were pissed and Rhea told Alexis to leave and don’t plan on coming back until they are both nice and kind. Alexis mumbled something and called for Sophia. Soon enough, they walked out the door and you ran up to your mommy and jumped in her arms. “Tank chu mommy. Cans I till has my treat?” You asked her genuinely wanting to know. “Of course you can baby but after the playdate is over okay?” She chuckled and put you down so you could continue to play with your friends. Then luckily for you and Rhea. They never came back.

A/n: hey anon I hope you enjoyed this and omg same I miss Rhea sm too :( I hope the rest of y’all enjoyed it too and remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all :)

[steventhusiast]

snippet from a steddie as single dads fic i am writing! this part is heavily based on/inspired by the bluey episode cafe. Eddie’s daughter is called Arwen (duh) and Steve’s daughter is called Sam (short for Samantha). They’re both 6 years old and Steve and Eddie are in their late 20s.

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“I’m Arwen. But all my friends call me Wenny so you should call me that! What’s your name?” The girl did a little twirl in her tutu as she spoke, and poked at the pile of wood chips Sam had collected.

“I’m Sam. Your name is so cool!” Sam went back to collecting wood chips after saying that, seeming unsatisfied with the small pile on the ledge.

“Daddy says it comes from a book he likes. What are you playing?”

“Cafe! Do you wanna work there with me?”

“Sure!”

“These can be the food. Cakes and pastries.”

Steve smiled at the ease at which Sam made friends. He missed that about being a child, especially since most of his earlier friendships at school fell through after the friends grew up to be total dickheads.

“Who’s gonna be our customer?” Arwen asked after a moment of the girls standing there, and they both looked equally stumped for an answer momentarily, until-

“Dad! Can you be our customer?” They both called out, smiling widely at the two men.

“Course, kiddo.” Steve said, and walked over to the small structure the girls pointed to as their table.

“Sure, Wenny.” The man smiled, closing his book and placing it down on the bench to join Steve.

They both sat awkwardly, legs bent right up to their chests from how low they were sitting, and waited for the two girls came over to them.

“Name’s Steve, by the way.” Steve said to fill the silence, and the other man smiled slightly at the slightly awkward tone of voice.

“Eddie.” The no-longer-mystery man responded. Steve opened his mouth to attempt to continue their slightly stilted conversation, curious about the patches sewn into Eddie’s denim vest, but was interrupted by Arwen and Sam running over to them.

“We work at a cafe, and you are our customers-” Sam started to explain, not seeming uncomfortable or scared of the new man at all.

“And you’re friends!” Arwen chimed in, and Steve and Eddie made eye contact for a second before shrugging.

“I’ll have one latte please.” Eddie requested with a smile, but Arwen frowned and leaned toward her dad.

“We only have cakes and pastries, so you have to order that.”

The man nodded seriously at her words, and pretended to think, flipping through an imaginary menu.

“Right, of course. I’ll get one chocolate cupcake then, please.” He looked at Steve after speaking, and leaned over slightly with a hand shielding his face to stage whisper to him, “You should get one too, they’re really good.”

“Ooh, okay. I’ll get a chocolate cupcake too.” Steve said, blinking harshly to shrug off the intensity of Eddie’s face being that close to his all of a sudden. The proximity had made him slightly nervous, but he couldn’t pinpoint why. Eddie was still basically a stranger, he supposed.

“That’ll be ten dollars.” Sam announced, and Steve reached into his pocket to find his imaginary money, only to be told, “Sorry, we don’t take air-coins here.”

“What?!” Steve gasped. He and Sam always used air-coins.

“It’s alright, man. I brought cash.” Eddie assured, and reached down to pick up a small pile of leaves to give to Sam.

“Your order will be out soon!”

And with that, the two girls ran off to go ‘make’ their food, and Steve and Eddie were left to sit there quietly.

“So-“ “We-“ Both men tried to talk at once after a few moments of silence, and then laughed as they spoke over each other.

“You go.” Steve offered.

“Was gonna ask if you folks were new to the neighbourhood. Me and Wen come here practically every morning and have never seen you.” Eddie said with a shrug, the question coming out like a statement.

“Yeah, had to move out of Loch Nora.” Steve admitted, and tapped his fingers on the table briefly.

“Loch Nora? Didn’t know I was dining with a king today!” Eddie gasped out the location name, bringing up a hand to his chest dramatically. Steve just rolled his eyes at the man.

“It’s hardly dining if the-“ He raised his voice to call toward the girls as they re-arranged their wood chip pile, “-staff don’t give us our order!”

[innerpalaces]

THE PRINCESS WEI YANG - 172 PART 2

CHAPTER 172: Tianxiang Upstairs

When Li Wei Yang walked past Xiaoman, there was still a smile on Xiaoman's face. That smile was more dazzling than the sun, clean and warm. Li Wei Yang's eyes passed over her face, and suddenly she smiled faintly, but it was like moonlight. Distant, cold, indifferent.

Two extremes - Wen Xiaolou was stunned. When Li Wei Yang and Xiaoman stood together, he was surprised to find that Xiaoman seemed to be a ray of sunshine, just looking at her made him feel good, while Li Wei Yang was like ice-cold moonlight, beautiful and graceful, but without the slightest warmth.

Wen Xiaolou suddenly understood the reason why he didn't like Li Wei Yang. She obviously has such a beautiful appearance, so much money, and a loyal guard. She obviously comes from a wealthy family. If he were in her place, he would be happy, because having money means all difficulties are solved. But he had never seen her smile sincerely. She always has that cold look, and even her smile has no warmth at all.

At this time, Xiaoman looked at Li Wei Yang's back and said: "Brother, she seems to have experienced a lot of sad things."

Wen Xiaolou was stunned, and suddenly sneered: "We are so poor, and we are looked down upon by others. We have nothing, and you still worry about others -" What he said was actually a bit harsh.

Xiaoman turned around and looked at him in confusion: "Brother, what's wrong with you? You weren't like this before -"

Wen Xiaolou turned away and said, "It's nothing." Why, why did she have everything, yet still be so unhappy - and his Xiaoman, who had nothing, could still smile so happily. Wen Xiaolou felt heartbroken.

Xiaoman's face became serious, and she said: "She saved me, so she is my savior. Brother must never say those words again in the future. I think that young lady is a good person."

Good person? Wen Xiaolou looked outside the yard. Li Wei Yang had already walked down the steps and got into an inconspicuous carriage. What on earth is a woman who hides her identity going to do with their troupe? He must figure it out! He glanced at Xiaoman and said, "Tell the leader, I have to go out for something!" With that, he hurriedly took off the paint on his face, changed his clothes, and walked out without looking back.

"Brother! Where are you going!" Xiaoman was upstairs, chasing him in surprise, but Wen Xiaolou ran very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xiaoman waited until night and finally saw Wen Xiaolou coming back. She quickly stood up and said, "Brother, what on earth are you——"

"Shh, don't say anything. I'll take you to see the true face of that young lady." Zhao Yue was very good at martial arts and was no match for him. Wen Xiaolou could only follow them from a distance and finally found Li Wei Yang's residence. He felt that if he didn't take Xiaoman to see it with her own eyes, she wouldn't believe him at all.

Wen Xiaolou led the confused Xiaoman out of the theater and headed towards the east gate of Dadu. Wen Xiaolou relied on his memory to find the house. Of course he didn't dare to knock on the door, so he took Xiaoman over the wall. Xiaoman resisted and wanted to leave: "Brother, you are going too far. Miss Li is my savior, but you doubt her like this!"

"This is not to doubt her! Didn't you say that she always seems as if she is worried about something? If we don't know her details, how can we know why she is worried? How can we help? Xiaoman, don't you want to repay her?" Wen Xiaolou knew that Xiaoman was innocent, so he coaxed her like this.

Xiaoman thought for a while, but still hesitated: "But - I still think this is very bad. Miss Li must have her own troubles if she doesn't tell us. Why do you want to force her into a corner?"

Wen Xiaolou said disapprovingly: "You are really a fool. If you are sold in the future, you'll probably help them to count the money. Regardless of whether you go in or not, I will definitely go!"

As soon as he turned around, Xiaoman grabbed his clothes and said: "I...I'll go in with you—"

The two of them finally entered the courtyard, only to see a red cloud floating under the moon. Xiaoman was surprised when he discovered that peach blossoms were in full bloom in the yard. Among the flowers, countless white butterflies were drifting back and forth, glowing faintly under the moonlight. The yard is not big, but it is very neat. Not far away is the main house. The two of them looked at each other. Xiaoman finally felt that it was dishonest and refused to move forward. Wen Xiaolou was angry, so he simply left her behind and walked quietly to the main room.

Under the moon, only the carved windows of the courtyard were visible, and the thick black shadows cast on the blue bricks gave it a desolate and eerie feeling. Wen Xiaolou felt as if he was in an empty place, exploring the secret of a girl who was neither a human nor a ghost. He couldn't help but feel a little scared...

There was candlelight in the main room, and Wen Xiaolou didn't know whether to move forward. He vaguely felt that he would find a lot of things he didn't want to know. However, if he didn't understand what Li Wei Yang wanted their troupe to do, he really couldn't relax. At this moment, the curtain suddenly made a noise, and with a "meow" sound, a ball of something jumped out. He was startled, and when he took a closer look, he saw that it was just a kitten, and he opened his eyes curiously. He looked at him and when he didn't move, the cat ran away. Wen Xiaolou breathed a sigh of relief, approached the carved window, broke the bamboo paper, and looked inside carefully.

This house seems to have two rooms, the inside and the outside. The outside is very clean. The wardrobe, bed, table, chairs, and flower tables are all brand new. They are full of flowers and are very simple. Li Wei Yang and the guard beside her are not in the room. There was only a little boy, about three or four years old, with an extremely cute pink face. He was playing with a rattle in his hand, as if he was completely immersed in his own world.

At this time, Zhao Yue came out of the inner room, came to the little boy's side, and whispered: "Young Master, it's time to eat."

The little boy didn't respond and still shook the rattle seriously. Zhao Yue forcefully snatched the rattle from his hand, but the little boy suddenly raised his head and looked at Zhao Yue in horror with a pair of dark eyes, his face showing a bit of ferocity that did not belong to a child. Zhao Yue tried to communicate with him: "...young master, I will feed you food, don't be afraid." However, the little boy suddenly turned his head and grabbed the corner of the table. Zhao Yue went to pull it back, but he rushed forward viciously and bit Zhao Yue's hand hard. Although he was a child, Zhao Yue's hand immediately got a bloody cut, which showed how much strength he used.

"Young Master, you can't wait for the young lady to come back before eating every time -" Zhao Yue said: "Young Master, the young lady said you must learn to eat by yourself!" Then she grabbed the little boy's hand again, but he suddenly sprang out of her grasp and ran out quickly. However, Zhao Yue reached out quickly and caught him. He seemed to be going crazy, kicking Zhao Yue desperately, but he was too short, so he could only hit her calf. This small pain was nothing to Zhao Yue, she just grabbed him and refused to let go, pinning him. She caught his twisting and kicking legs and firmly fixed him in her arms...

This scene looks like an ordinary child refusing to eat, but why would an ordinary child react so strongly to someone else's approach? The more Wen Xiaolou watched, the more frightened he became. He vaguely felt that the people in this courtyard were extremely weird. He was about to leave to find Xiaoman, but suddenly he heard a cold voice: "Have you seen enough?"

Wen Xiaolou's heart sank suddenly and he turned around immediately.

A young girl stood diagonally opposite him, wearing a pure white dress without any colorful trimmings. There was no expression on her beautiful face. Standing at the junction of moonlight and shadow, Wen Xiaolou was really surprised.

"I...I..." He was almost speechless for a moment.

Li Wei Yang smiled and said: "What, do you feel that my identity is strange?"

Wen Xiaolou felt his throat was itchy. Facing Li Wei Yang, he subconsciously felt guilty. At this moment, Xiaoman rushed over, her face flushed with shame: "Miss Li, we...we didn't mean to..." She stood there for a long time, worried that something had happened to Wen Xiaolou, so she rushed over because she was really worried.

This person saved her life with good intentions, but Wen Xiaolou was full of suspicions towards her. This was so unkind that Xiaoman couldn't even defend him.

"The person inside is my brother." Li Wei Yang said slowly, but it was not an explanation, just a straightforward statement.

The child inside screamed, a sound like a wounded beast, which made Xiaoman's heart beat fast. She kept saying: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry Miss Li, it's all my fault!"

"What did you do wrong?" Li Wei Yang's smile became very indifferent, "I treat you well for no reason, so you will naturally doubt me. Besides, I didn't intend not to accept anything in return. I just wanted to borrow your troupe to find someone. But don't worry, this is my own business and I won't implicate you." She wanted to use the troupe's help to meet Princess Yongning. After that, she would not have anything to do with them. But - Wen Xiaolou's intuition was very accurate. She did not save Xiaoman out of pure kindness.

Wen Xiaolou's face turned red and white. He felt particularly embarrassed that someone had read his thoughts. He also felt guilty. If she was a bad person, she could take back everything she had given to them at any time and leave them with nothing. He whispered: "I'm sorry, Miss Li, it's my fault, it has nothing to do with Xiaoman."

So humble, so sincere, and apologized immediately when he knew he had made a mistake... Li Wei Yang smiled, but the smile was not so cold anymore. She thought, looking at these two people, although she didn't know what kind of relationship they had, but they cared about each other like this, and depended on each other, isn't that great... She said in a calm tone: "I won't complain to the troupe leader. Leave. I'll just pretend I haven't seen you today."

At this time, the commotion in the room became louder and louder, as if some dishes were broken, making a crisp sound. Li Wei Yang's eyebrows were very calm, as if she didn't hear anything.

Wen Xiaolou heard the movement in the room and thought of the little boy he saw just now. He had such a beautiful appearance and such dark eyes. He was so cute. No one would not feel sorry for him when they saw him like this. But why did Li Wei Yang treat him so cruelly?

He subconsciously said: "Miss Li, your brother, he——"

"This is my own business, so I won't bother you." Li Wei Yang didn't even look at the room, as if she didn't care about the child.

"But he is so young and can be taught slowly. You don't have to force him like this-" Wen Xiaolou took a breath, and a puzzled look appeared on Xiaoman's face.

Li Wei Yang said coldly, "He cannot stand on his own without pressure."

"You're crazy!" Wen Xiaolou didn't know what he was talking about, but when he saw Li Wei Yang's cold expression, he couldn't help but said, "How can you treat a child like this."

There was a sarcastic smile on Li Wei Yang's face: "You can only rely on yourself for everything. Don't think that others will help you. He is a fool. Only if I feed him every day will he be willing to eat. When others approach him, he will kick and beat them, but can I accompany him all the time? I can't, so he must learn to eat by himself, even if it is forced! I can only teach him that way. I don't know of any other way in the world to teach children. "

Wen Xiaolou stared at Li Wei Yang dumbfounded. He suddenly realized that Xiaoman was right. There were too many secrets in Li Wei Yang and he could not see through this person.

Xiaoman's eyes looked at Li Wei Yang. Suddenly, she laughed and said: "If you don't mind, I can help. I don't have many scenes, and I have nothing to do during the day. I am very good at taking care of children. I used to look after the children in the troupe." She just wanted to do something to repay Li Wei Yang.

Li Wei Yang glanced at Xiaoman. She always felt that she understood people very well and knew their nature. But now, she suddenly couldn't understand this girl. She had already said that she had other agendas and didn't need her at all. Isn't it strange that she foolishly came to her house and said she wanted to help her?

However, Xiaoman's expression was sincere, serious, and even... insistent, as if she couldn't understand the meaning of Li Wei Yang's frown. It was obvious that she was a stubborn child.

Li Wei Yang glanced at Xiaoman and said, "You want to come?"

Xiaoman nodded and said seriously: "Please let me do my best."

Li Wei Yang smirked. She had tried many maids, and each one would eventually be driven crazy by Minzhi's stubbornness. When Xiaoman knew how difficult Minzhi was to take care of, she would give up.

This time, Li Wei Yang's guess was wrong. Xiaoman actually ran there every day and took care of Minzhi with perseverance. Of course, Li Minzhi still ignored her, but she was different from others. No matter how much he rejected her, she could play with him with a smile. When Li Wei Yang saw Xiaoman taking away Minzhi's toys and he didn't yell or bite, but just lowered his head and continued to play with other things, she began to realize that Xiaoman was special. During the meal, Minzhi refused to touch the plate, and tried his best to grab the toys on the other side of the table, but his little hands were too short to reach them, so he climbed onto the chair on his knees and stretched his arms to cross the bowl of porridge, but this caused his knees to slip. The whole person fell down, knocking over his rice bowl and spilling the soup all over Xiaoman. Others would have gotten angry, but Xiaoman smiled and rubbed oil off Minzhi's face...

Finally one day, Li Wei Yang said: "Your troupe leader has already scolded you more than once about coming here, why do you do it again? I have already said that I don't want you to repay me. Or do you want my help again?"

She could only think of this reason, but Xiaoman quickly shook her head and said: "No, no, I don't need anything. I just want to help."

Li Wei Yang's heart moved and she looked at her and said: "Help? Help me? Why?"

Xiaoman looked at her in confusion, not understanding what she was talking about. In her opinion, isn't it natural to repay kindness to others?

Li Wei Yang stopped talking, looked at Xiaoman quietly for a while, and said: "Boss Wen said he wouldn't let you come, but you still insist on it?"

"What's the big deal? He'll be angry for two days and forget about it!" Xiaoman made a face: "He's always worried that I'll get sick. I'm not paper. How can I die so easily?"

"..."

"I'm sick, but if I don't move or sing because I'm afraid of death, then what's the difference between me and a dead person?" Xiaoman said matter-of-factly, and subconsciously glanced at the room. Li Minzhi was already asleep. Once he falls asleep, he will become well-behaved and cute.

"Have you had heart disease for many years?" Li Wei Yang suddenly became a little curious. In the past six months, it has been hard for her to be curious about anyone.

"Me? Yes, many years, probably from the age of seven to now?" Xiaoman herself was not sure. "I don't want to die either. If possible, I hope to stay with my brother for the rest of my life. He is even more fragile than me!"

Li Wei Yang laughed, and the smile was like melting ice and snow under the sun, fleeting: "Yes, he is much more fragile than you."

The two of them laughed tacitly.

"I am an orphan. I was abandoned on the roadside when I was a child. The troupe owner who adopted me said that maybe my mother was a girl from a brothel who secretly gave birth to me and then abandoned me. I was also very sad before, but then I thought about it. What does it matter if I'm an orphan? I can still breathe and sing, it's no big deal."

Li Wei Yang looked at Xiaoman's cheerful smile and suddenly became a little silent. Sun Yanjun and Princess Pinting are both naive, but that innocence is based on being protected. But Xiaoman... it's obvious she has suffered a lot, but she can still maintain such a cheerful smile. Why is that?

Xiaoman secretly looked at Li Wei Yang's expression, "You look so pretty when you smile."

Li Wei Yang nodded, glanced at the door, and said: "Your brother is here to pick you up. You should go."

Wen Xiaolou looked very handsome in a blue shirt. His smile was full of warmth. Xiaoman ran towards him quickly, like a butterfly. Li Wei Yang suddenly smiled again. At this time, Zhao Yue walked to her side: "Miss, I got the news and said -"

Li Wei Yang's brows wrinkled slightly...

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[animanganerd]

Everything Annoys Me And I’m (Too) Hot - Chapter 16

The Untamed / Mo Dao Zu Shi Fanfic

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47881336/chapters/128218231

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Chapter 16 ❖ Liu Fenghua (Part 1)

It had already grown dark and nothing looked familiar. There were only trees as far as Lan Xiaoli’s eyes could see, each looking like a carbon copy of the other. And all he had with him were the warmth talismans.

A sense of uneasiness took form in his heart. He stopped in his tracks and took a deep breath to calm down. As he closed his eyes to focus, he heard a faint but familiar voice calling out for him from the far distance of the forest.

“A-Li?”

The voice belonged to Wei Wuxian, so he called back, “Yes?”

“A-Li! Where are you? We’re waiting for you!”

Lan Xiaoli was a tad surprised. Even if he might have lost his way, it didn’t feel like that much time had passed yet. But he had no sense of time in the darkness and if the others were already missing him, then he must’ve been gone for quite a while. 

He couldn’t pinpoint where the voice was coming from, so he aimlessly looked around in the sea of trees, still rooted to the spot. “I don’t know which way!”

Wei Wuxian’s soft laugh echoed in the woods. “Just follow my voice.”

Lan Xiaoli closed his eyes to focus on his dad’s voice. With each step he took, the voice became clearer and clearer, until it suddenly exclaimed, “Watch out! Behind you!”

Alarmed, Lan Xiaoli snapped his eyes open and dashed forward. He glanced over his shoulder as he ran, trying to spot the danger, but it was too dark to see anything. In just a few strides he ran out of the dangerous forest and… straight off a cliff!

The sudden disappearance of solid ground sent his heart plummeting. Many thoughts and questions flashed through his head until his mind settled on This is it.

Right when he was ready to accept his fate, two strong arms caught him with a swoosh. Without thinking, Lan Xiaoli wrapped his arms around the man’s neck and held on tightly. Only when Lan Xiaoli had returned to safety and felt the solid earth beneath his feet did he let go of the other. Since it was his dad calling out for him earlier, he was certain Wei Wuxian had saved him, but when he raised his head he looked at Wen Kexing’s face.

“Where is my dad?!” he blurted.

“He’s not here,” Wen Kexing said with a grave expression. He wasn’t looking at Lan Xiaoli, but scanning the dark forest in front of them.

Wen Kexing had never been so serious before. He usually had at least a hint of a smile in the corner of his eyes and loved to tease others, almost as much as Wei Wuxian did. Seeing the man in front of him so focused, Lan Xiaoli realised how dangerous the situation was, but with Wen Kexing by his side, his suspended heart settled and his tense body relaxed.

Wen Kexing continued, “You walked into a trap. We have to call out the spirit’s name to break the illusion.”

Lan Xiaoli was struck by a sudden realisation. “It is a Mofang Yao?” As soon as he had uttered the name, the illusion became slightly distorted, confirming his guess.

Lan Xiaoli had learned about these creatures in his morning lessons. No one knew what their true form looked like, as they always hid behind the illusions they created. They used voices familiar to the victim to lure their prey into their clutches, hence their name Mofang Yao, the Imitation Spirits.

Even though their illusions were strong and highly dangerous, these creatures still counted as low-level spirits. All it took was to call out their name for them to scram and hide. Once they’d been busted, they wouldn’t dare to reappear or cause further harm.

“Not just one.” After assessing the situation, Wen Kexing looked at Lan Xiaoli with a confident smile. “Ready? Three, two, one…”

Putting their hands to their mouths, they shouted the creatures’ name at the top of their lungs, over and over, until the illusion had completely dispersed.

The moon hung in a clear night sky, casting its soft, hazy light down the wide, open path before them. Seeing the real trees in contrast to the extremely dense and dark forest illusion before, it was obvious that the texture had been all wrong. It also explained why the trees had all looked the same; they’d literally been copies of each other.

After Wen Kexing and Lan Xiaoli exchanged a victorious look, they returned to the rest of the group with proud smiles on their faces.

The two of them found the others at their carriages, all safe and sound. Upon spotting Lan Xiaoli, Wei Wuxian jogged over to quickly shorten the distance between them. After he’d ascertained that Lan Xiaoli was unharmed, he sent Wen Kexing a grateful glance.

Once everyone had settled down, Wen Kexing explained, “Hanguang-jun and I noticed something was off, so we went to warn you guys. On my search for A-Xu und Chengling, I stumbled upon Xiaoli, who fell–”

“For the illusion,” Lan Xiaoli quickly finished the sentence, too embarrassed to admit that he had just escaped near death. He should’ve known better than to just follow the sound of a familiar voice, but the creatures had called out to him before he could calm down and clear his mind in the dark.

To save time, Lan Xiaoli and his dads had agreed to not accept any Night Hunt requests along the way. Yet, encounters with vicious spirits and other nefarious creatures, such as the Mofang Yao, were an inevitable part of their journey, and ignoring their presence was not an option. Thus, they took it upon themselves to vanquish any harmful spiritual entities that crossed their path.

However, now that Wen Kexing and Lan Xiaoli had chased the Mofang Yao away, it was impossible to find them and dispatch them for good. Once the spirits realised their territory was endangered, they would go into hiding, never to come out again.

While the group discussed how to deal with the Mofang Yao, Lan Wangji made the final decision. “We can settle this in the future,” he said; provided no one else would take care of the matter first.

Rather than waste time searching for the creatures, the group relocated for the night and warned all villages in the vicinity of the lurking danger.

About a month later, they finally arrived at the Memory Guy’s location.

His name was Liu Fenghua, and he resided in a secluded cave at the top of a high, rugged mountain far to the northeast. 

The path to his residence was a vicious one, meandering along the bleak outside of a grey mountain. Lan Xiaoli and company had to climb it on foot, as the incline was too steep and the path too narrow for their horse-drawn carriages. It was impossible for two people to walk side by side, and the more they advanced, the more narrow the path became.

Almost at the top, they had to walk sideways, their bodies pressed against the face of the mountain for stability. With no trees or anything else to shield the group, they not only had to be careful to not lose their grip and slip off the edge, but also to not be blown away by the biting cold gusts of wind.

It was an arduous hike, but eventually, they made it.

Although it was a challenge to locate Liu Fenghua, he didn’t actively live in hiding. On the contrary, he genuinely wished to help others.

However, while his services were free of charge, he had to prevent people from exploiting his powers for trivial reasons. Thus, by climbing the mountain, his clients had “earned” the use of his abilities. If someone wasn’t willing to undertake that journey, they likely didn’t really want or need to retrieve their memories.

As soon as they entered the cave, Liu Fenghua received them with open arms, as though he’d been anticipating their arrival. He was splendidly dressed, his robes simple but elegant. His bearing was one of humble wisdom, and despite his youthful appearance, he had an air of refinement, as if he’d been alive for centuries.

A gentle smile graced his face, deepening the warmth in his dark eyes. His entire being stood in stark contrast to the freezing temperatures outside. Lan Xiaoli couldn’t help but feel at ease. He was relieved that their difficult trek had not been in vain.

However, Liu Fenghua’s impressive appearance was shattered the moment he opened his mouth.

“Wow! I’ve never welcomed such a huge group before,” he exclaimed. His gentle smile had turned into a grin so dopey it made him seem a little… naïve?

Lan Xiaoli was slightly taken aback. Could it be that there weren’t as many tales about this guy, because he… wasn’t actually that amazing?

Wen Kexing stepped forward and cupped his hands together to respectfully greet Liu Fenghua. “Daozhang, may we trouble you with our requests?” he asked, his face stern. Zhou Zishu internally rolled his eyes at Wen Kexing’s intense seriousness about the matter.

“No need for courtesy, we’re all brothers here,” Liu Fenghua replied, politely waving him off. His gaze swept over the group and he asked, “Would that be all of you?”

“No, just me and this boy,” Wen Kexing said, gesturing at Lan Xiaoli.

Liu Fenghua clapped his hands together and beamed. “Great! If it’s just the two of you, it’s a piece of cake! I should be able to fulfil both of your requests today,” he said with a delighted face. If he had to help everyone recover their memories, it might’ve taken him a couple of days. His powers were limited after all.

Liu Fenghua offered everyone a place to sit and lit a small fire a few metres away to provide some warmth.

From what Lan Xiaoli could see, Liu Fenghua’s stone cave was minimalist. The only “furniture” he had were a few seat pillows scattered around a rock that served as a table. In one of the walls was a huge hole dug out, which got separated from the rest of the cave by a curtain. Apart from that, the grey stone walls were blank.

A short while later, Liu Fenghua carried over a tray of tea cups. Lan Xiaoli had no idea where he’d conjured up the tray and the cups from. As Liu Fenghua walked over from the fire, he tripped over a stone and spilled the tea. He laughed cheerfully and said, “Phew, good thing those weren’t memories! I wouldn’t want to have awkward secrets and embarrassing moments all over the place. Hahaha!” Still laughing, he walked back to the fire to cook up another pot of tea.

The others’ expressions went blank. “...”

Lan Xiaoli’s doubts deepened further. How could someone so powerful be so clumsy? However, since none of the adults commented on it, he didn’t want to mention it either.

Carrying the fresh pot of tea over, Liu Fenghua pointedly evaded the vile stone. The look on his face as he peered at the stone seemed to convey a gleeful, “Hah! Not this time!”

Lan Xiaoli thought the only thing missing was him sticking his tongue…

Once everyone was provided for, Liu Fenghua also took a seat and started to explain.

“The rules are simple. I can retrieve any memories from a certain time period – the more specific, the better. There is no limit on how long the period can be. It can either be a certain day, a specific time on a day, or from one month to another – all of this is possible. If you don’t remember the exact date or time, a vague time period is sufficient as well, but the recollection session will take longer and it takes a lot more energy from my side.”

While everyone processed the information, they all slowly nodded in acknowledgement.

Lan Xiaoli was the first to speak up. “The time that passes in the memories, will it pass in real time too? For instance, if I want to remember two hours, will the process take two hours?”

Liu Fenghua smiled at him. But this smile was different. His usual grin was so wide that his eyes were squeezed into crescents, but his curbed smile allowed his eyes to open and reveal the warmth within them. His expression no longer appeared foolish; instead, it exuded a serene confidence and competence that washed away all the concerns Lan Xiaoli had harboured mere moments ago.

“That’s an excellent question, young man,” Liu Fenghua said. “The simple answer is no. Repetitive activities such as sleeping, eating, etc. will be fast-forwarded, or skipped, to be precise. Hence, the time in memories passes faster than in real time. However, the longer the time period, the more likely it is to have side effects.”

Wei Wuxian cut in, “Such as?”

Liu Fenghua turned his head to face him and listed, “Dizziness, nausea, disorientation and such. Nothing too serious, but also nothing to be trifled with.”

“Is there a limit you’d recommend?” Wei Wuxian asked.

Liu Fenghua thought about it for a second. “Hmm… It depends. Reactions vary from person to person. On their general condition, their mental state, etc. I really can’t determine a general rule. But I’d say ten years could get quite tough on my part.”

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji glanced at each other.

After he made sure there were no more open questions, Liu Fenghua continued, “The most important part is that once the memory session has started, I won’t be able to cancel it. Neither me nor the person retrieving their memory will be conscious, and only the person that was present for the memories will be able to see them. Simply because you can’t remember what you haven’t experienced. 

“This is crucial, because it means I won’t see the memories either, and I won’t be able to tell whether they’re remembering something they shouldn’t. So you need to be absolutely prepared to take that risk.”

Liu Fenghua paused to give the others a moment to let that sink in. “Now that you know about the rules and risks, do you still want to remember?”

Both Wen Kexing and Lan Xiaoli didn’t hesitate to answer in the affirmative.

“Wen-xiong, I ask you to go first. We need to talk to A-Li first,” Wei Wuxian said.

Lan Xiaoli didn’t like the sound of that and grew a little anxious. No matter what objections his dads might raise, he was determined to regain his lost memories.

“Of course,” Wen Kexing said. Since he knew all the specifics regarding his missing memory, it was more convenient anyway and would take less of Liu Fenghua’s energy.

“Wonderful,” Liu Fenghua said and gestured towards the hole behind the curtain. “Please follow me.”

Wen Kexing grabbed Zhou Zishu by the arm and dragged him along.

“What?!” Zhou Zishu exclaimed.

“You’re gonna join the experience with me, just so we’re on the same page. Else you’ll just pretend you don’t remember again!” Wen Kexing said.

Zhou Zishu rolled his eyes but let himself get dragged away nonetheless. His heart was just too soft.

Behind the curtain, Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu sat across from Liu Fenghua, just as instructed, each of them holding onto one of Liu Fenghua’s hands for energy flow. The moment the three of them closed their eyes, the memory session commenced.

The session was nice and easy, as Wen Kexing only wanted to remember a night. A short while later, Wen Kexing stormed out from behind the curtain, visibly upset, followed by Zhou Zishu, who rubbed his forehead.

“Never again!! You never let me do this!!” Wen Kexing complained. “From now on, you have to refuse me when I’m this drunk!! The things we did! How dare you!! You might as well have cheated on me!” he ranted as he approached the others.

…He was jealous of his drunk self.

Zhou Zishu, who was trailing behind him, gestured with his hands for Wen Kexing to lower his voice, exasperated by his lamentation.

Wen Kexing flopped onto his seat, then faced Lan Xiaoli. “It’s your turn. He’s waiting,” he said in a calm, but still angered tone, pointing with his thumb to the secluded area. Wen Kexing’s memory barely took any energy from Liu Fenghua, so he was ready for Lan Xiaoli after just a small break.

When Lan Xiaoli entered the secluded area, Liu Fenghua was already sitting in position, welcoming him with one of his light-hearted smiles. After Lan Xiaoli had taken place, he said, “You’re quite young and you already wish to remember something?”

Lan Xiaoli was usually shy around strangers, but something about Liu Fenghua made Lan Xiaoli so comfortable that his mind remained calm and collected. With firm determination in his eyes, he replied, “Yes. I have no recollection of anything from my childhood before my dads found me.”

Seeing how serious the teen was, Liu Fenghua’s smile faded into a more serene, but no less gentle expression. “And what time period would that be?”

While Wen Kexing’s memory session was in progress, Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian had asked Lan Xiaoli how much he wanted to remember. When Lan Xiaoli answered “everything”, the couple exchanged a concerned look.

Knowing about the possible side effects of retrieving memories, and unsure to what extent Lan Xiaoli was still affected by the curse, they couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy. To avoid any unwanted incidents, they had agreed on a maximum of two years. Lan Xiaoli was free to choose what age though.

Yet, he couldn’t resist and said, “From my first to my fourth year of age.”

Lan Xiaoli didn’t want to take any chances, afraid he might miss a crucial part of his past if he stuck to the restriction. He wanted to remember it all. He asked his dads for forgiveness in his heart, and took comfort in the fact that they would be nearby if anything were to go wrong.

Surprise flashed across Liu Fenghua’s face, but he quickly regained his composure. Yet, Lan Xiaoli still caught the subtle shift in his expression. It was the first time Liu Fenghua had dropped his smile, and his eyes had briefly widened in shock.

“Is it no good?” Lan Xiaoli asked, a bit concerned. As determined as he was, he didn’t want to impose.

“It’s not a problem, don’t worry,” Liu Fenghua reassured him with a soft laugh. “But since it’s quite a long time, I would recommend having one of the adults join.”

Lan Xiaoli moved to fetch someone, but Liu Fenghua quickly stopped him. “I’ll get them, you can remain seated. Who would you like to attend?”

Lan Xiaoli blinked a few times and got back on his knees. He took a moment to consider his options. He couldn’t ask one of his dads, else they’d find out what time period he requested.

“Uncle Wen. The one with the white hair who was here before me,” he finally said.

“Great, I’ll be right back,” Liu Fenghua said. Just as he was about to leave, Lan Xiaoli suddenly spoke up.

“Wait.”

Hand already on the curtain, Liu Fenghua stalled in his movements and turned around. He waited patiently for the boy to continue, thinking he might’ve changed his mind.

With a lowered gaze, Lan Xiaoli muttered, “...Please don’t tell them how much I asked for.”

Liu Fenghua was stunned once more. That was a request he hadn’t anticipated, but gladly obliged, much to Lan Xiaoli’s relief.

As he approached the group waiting outside, Wei Wuxian jumped up in concern. “Is everything alright?”

“Yes, don’t worry. I just need a word with Brother Wen.”

He led Wen Kexing to the spot where the fire was. “I will require your assistance, if you don’t mind,” he said.

“Of course!” Wen Kexing replied. “How can I help?”

Liu Fenghua breathed a sigh of relief, and explained, “The boy requested to remember a long period of his childhood. While it is possible, I’m still worried about his condition. Since I am focused and have my eyes closed as well, I won’t be able to notice if anything goes awry.

“It would be great if you could join us to keep an eye on him. And…,” he paused, his usually carefree face growing pensive. “Forgetting something that happened in our childhood could always be an indicator of trauma, so it would be better to have a familiar face around.”

Wen Kexing agreed without hesitation. Who wouldn’t after receiving such a great service for free?

The two walked toward the curtains, but were stopped by Wei Wuxian. “Is it about A-Li?” he demanded.

Liu Fenghua turned around with a benign smile before answering, “Well, yes. He is quite young. We just need someone to supervise the situation.”

Wei Wuxian tightly knit his brows. “I think one of us should be by our son’s side!”

“He specifically requested his uncle Wen… Ah…”

Wei Wuxian didn’t wait for him to finish and dashed past him. He yanked the curtains open.

Lan Xiaoli wasn’t aware of the ruckus outside. Behind the curtains, all he heard were muffled voices. He was surprised to see Wei Wuxian burst in. “Dad?!”

“I’ll stay with you!”

“Get out!”

“What do you mean ‘get out’?!” Wei Wuxian returned, indignation written all over his face. He was truly at a loss. “Why do you want someone else to watch you??”

“You worry too much! You are just going to intervene! Leave!” Lan Xiaoli said, pushing Wei Wuxian with all his might. But Wei Wuxian didn’t move, both stubbornly glaring at each other.

“If you don’t let me stay, I won’t let you remember,” Wei Wuxian warned through gritted teeth.

Lan Xiaoli’s face dropped. This was exactly what he had feared. If his dad stayed, he would find out that Lan Xiaoli was about to break their agreement. Apart from that, Lan Xiaoli knew that if he just so much as twitched, Wei Wuxian would immediately break up the session.

Lan Xiaoli’s tone changed from angry to pleading. “Uncle Wen has just been through it, I think he can best judge the situation.” As if to prove that Wen Kexing was real, Lan Xiaoli grabbed his arm and pulled him closer.

“My, my…,” Liu Fenghua chimed in. “I think this young one has a point. If anything should happen, Brother Wen will make sure to let you know right away. How about it?”

Lan Xiaoli frantically nodded, as if this was the best idea he’d ever heard in his entire life. He was still pushing Wei Wuxian, telling him with his eyes to kindly piss off.

Wei Wuxian let out a frustrated huff through his nose and only begrudgingly retreated. He couldn’t believe that the boy they had raised would prefer a virtual stranger by his side at such a crucial moment. He dropped onto his seat next to Lan Wangji, shaking his head.

Lan Wangji could tell Wei Wuxian had been hit hard by this, as he had fallen dead silent. In an attempt to comfort him, Lan Wangji gently stroked his back.

The mood had never been so low in all their travels. Hoping to lighten up the mood, Zhang Chengling said, “A-Li is in good hands with my shifu. It’ll be fine.”

No one responded and the silence remained awkward.

With the issue more or less solved, Liu Fenghua and Lan Xiaoli took their positions behind the curtains, and Wen Kexing sat down by Lan Xiaoli’s side. 

Lan Xiaoli put his hands into Liu Fenghua’s and closed his eyes, his heart pounding madly. His hands were covered in a thin layer of sweat from nervousness and excitement. He sincerely hoped that Liu Fenghua wouldn’t notice, but he didn’t have much time to be concerned.

[ducknotinarow]

“Raph. I’m only going to say this once. Put on the damn jacket.” ( I had to send this. Honestly for either 2k12 or 2k3 - Leo )

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Raph just grumbled a little under his breath, it was due time for a supplies run, or what others would call grocery shopping. Not much the right wording when you had to hide out under the city. But they were running low on some stuff, Raph had been just sitting on the couch, idly nodding off listening in to the talk around him as they made up a list of what was going to be needed. For someone who often took of on his own it was a odd comfort of his to be just away from the group but close enough to hear them, like white noise or something. Though he did have to remark on the amount of back and forth going on about what they were going to be needing. Jeez not like them to go so long that they ran that low of stuff, then again it was winter time now so that did sort of add to the sudden demand. When Leo suddenly spoke up about them going, he followed it with that demanding tone towards Raph. Looked like it would be them making the supplies run.

Eyes opening fully as Raph very begrudging wen to move up from the couch just as he was settling in just right on it too. “Let’s go Raph” he mocked Leo with despite it though he was still making his way to join next to his brother. Getting enjoyment out of the face Leo made when he had mocked them. Hey just because he listened to Leo didn’t mean he wasn’t going to also give them a hard time on top of it all. Leaning over a bit to take a glance at the list the rest of them all made up, and he just scowled a bit. “Man were gonna be out there in the fuckin’ cold for hours with this list.” he went on to complain over. Soon landing a good smack against Leo’s shell chuckling a little when he did so, it was out of affection but it be a lie if it wasn’t also to just annoy Leo more “alright best get movin’ the soon’r we do sooner I get to be back here not freezn’ my ass off.” only stopping when Leo set his arm out to stop him, Raph glancing at him as Leo held up a jacket for him. Offering it over for him to wear, well adding that in verbally saying he didn’t need his brother turning into an ice cube when they went out. Raph soon looked between Leo and the offending jacket as he crossed his arms over his plastron “i ain’t wearn’ that thing.” he stated firmly. Brushing past Leo as he snatched the list from their other hand making his way out from the lair. He could Hear Leo gruff and sigh in annoyance at Raphs defiant nature but went to follow after him. Raph already working his way up the ladder to the nearest manhole cover that would lead them outside. When that ever annoyed demanding tone came out of Leo once more.

“Raph. I’m only going to say this once. Put on the damn jacket.” 

“Or what you gonna ground me mamanardo?” Raph scoffed out smiling the little nickname he just gave his older brother. He wasn’t wrong Leo did have a very bad habit of acting more parental over brotherly. Continuing his way up the ladder and pushing the metal cover over, he froze as he felt the icy cold air blowing down towards him, quick to shiver. He was smart enough to pull the cover back to close it off making the cold stick but it was warming up as he dropped down landing next to Leo. Raph didn’t brother looking at him he knew the look they had on, ‘told you so’ as he reached for that stupid jacket and started to put it on. “Shut it or i’ll make you eat those words.” Was his threat before climbing back up on the ladder. Now ready to get this over with sooner because he be dealing with leo being right the whole trip.

[fiorellaboni]

The whole world is at my feet.

"Life is rare, I can go to see at any time, the teacher is not necessarily.". So you go with him. Sikong Wenxing promised well and came back to tell Wen Rue course of the operation,water filling machine, patients with cardiac arrest and irreparable heart massage were eventually rescued in his hands, without exception. Wen Rujin has shocked the medical community again and again with his superb skills and incredible success rate of surgery. He has been called "the son of God" by the major international media for many times, and a capital poster is very famous. It was a snapshot of Wen Rujin's hands holding a scalpel. Those long, thin and powerful hands, after wearing gloves, still did not change their beautiful shape. The name of the photo was the hands kissed by God. In China, it is even simpler. The domestic media,plastic bottle making machine, who love four words, call Wen Rujin a medical master. The author has something to say: Baymax also saw those medical films to know that the original heart massage/massage and open the chest to pinch the heart with his hands. One-step attending physician is not possible in reality. This is a fictional story. Wen Wen is not an ordinary person. Just ignore it. · Brother Su is the test point, and the little cuties can spread their thinking to analyze this stuff ^ _ ^ Chapter 10 Chapter 10 After operating on a number of giants with high status in different fields, Wen Rujin is becoming more and more famous in the industry. He is almost deified because of his 100% success rate. Although some operations can be completed by ordinary doctors, patients always hope that Wen Rujin can operate. Of course, Wen Rujin will not take these operations. He has made it clear that he only challenges difficult operations that others can't do. As for the operation that other doctors can operate, he will never intervene, only in this way, he will not have a conflict of interest with other excellent doctors. Wen Rujin will accept the operation of these big shots purely because most of the people who have reached that height are already middle-aged and elderly people, and middle-aged and elderly people are most likely to suffer from cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. Among the thousands of big shots suffering from cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases around the world, there will always be a few people whose problems will be more difficult. These people belong to Wen Rujin. In fact, Wen Rujin knows that poor people may have more diseases, water filling machine ,Edible oil filling machine, but because they do not have the funds to go to big hospitals, Wen Rujin may also miss many patients who need him. After accumulating enough fame, Wen Rujin applied to the hospital for resignation. Next, he will go to various parts of the world to select suitable private aircraft, to negotiate the purchase of medical equipment, to find like-minded partners. The hospital did not insist on detaining, but asked: ticks. It was really cute and well-behaved. Wen Rujin looked carefully, yellow ears and white hair, this may still be a relatively pure Chinese pastoral dog. Well, Vingo! This way, this way. Sikong Wenxing waved to Wen Rujin vigorously. After Wen Rujin came over, the dog saw that Wen Rujin was looking for Sikong Wenxing. He immediately jumped off the sofa very cleverly and sensibly. He wagged his tail at SiKong Wenxing as a farewell and turned around and ran away. Wow,Beverage packing machine, my dog got away! As soon as Sikong Wenxing was excited, he did not clamp the cow louver and splashed the hot soup, which made him cry out. gzxilinear.com

[kd-holloman]

I'm not going to lie, I almost gave you an entire chapter!

The Reaper's Curse

His head hurt. 

No, everything hurt. 

Slater opened his eyes. Everything was dark on his right side. He wasn’t surprised. Ever since his eye had been injured as a kid, it occasionally lost its sight if he got hit too hard in the head. And the bastards that had ganged up on them had hit him hard. 

He flexed his fingers. The bonds that cinched his wrists to the arms of the chair were so tight his hands felt numb. 

Someone was pressed against his back, but between his stiff neck and his blind eye, he couldn’t turn his head far enough to see who it was. 

He didn’t have to spend long guessing. Two men stood by the door, arms crossed over their bulky chests. One of them wore Slater’s sunglasses and the other wore Louis’s stupid hat. 

He was pissed. 

Slater swallowed in a breath of air in an attempt to cool his burning rage. He didn’t want his voice to quiver. “I think I wear them better. They fit my bad boy aesthetic.” 

“These?” The guy wearing the sunglasses asked. He pulled them down so he could look at Slater over the top of them.

“Yep, those. I’d like them back now.” 

“I’ve heard rumors about you, Reaper. They said you wore them because gazing into the fiery pits of hell burned out your eyes. I have to admit, looking at you now, I’m disappointed.” 

“Funny, your mom said the same thing when you were born.” 

The man pulled a knife from his pocket. It took him three large steps to cross the room to Slater. He leaned over him. He fisted his hand in Slater’s hair and wrenched his head back. 

Slater complied with a swallow. “You know, I like it rough, but this —”

“I’m going to cut out your eyes and then half the legend will be true.” 

When Slater grinned his teeth were stained with blood. He’d bitten through his lip in the fight and it throbbed when his smile stretched his lips. “My safe word is maraschino cherries.” 

The man snarled. The kiss of the blade was cool where it touched his skin. 

For the first time, the man in Louis’s hat spoke. “If you damage him, you’ll have hell to pay.” 

The man looming over Slater growled in frustration and put the knife away. He went to turn away, thought better of it, and threw a punch. 

Slater jerked as pain made his head reel. His cheek throbbed. He could taste the copper tang of fresh blood. He decided that when he killed them, he was going to kill the bully with the knife first. Once the throbbing in his face subsided slightly he asked, “Who do you work for?” 

“You’ll find out soon enough. My boss has been dying to get his hands on The Reaper for quite some time.” 

Interesting. 

Slater didn’t think they worked for Rick. If they had, they would have mentioned him by name. It was no secret that Rick had been searching for him. Having the clout that came with bringing in The Reaper was worthy of the name-drop. 

So, who did they work for? 

Slater ran through a mental list of people Rick had pissed off in the past year. 

Byron Strait was an oil baron with rigs along the northern border of the United States and Canada. They hadn’t seen hide nor hair of Strait since they’d confronted him for giving them the run-around two years prior. 

Oskar Nilsson? No, he was dead. These idiots didn’t belong to him. 

It was possible they worked for Wen Xhou, a wealthy widow who had owed Rick money. Although Slater was fairly certain the two of them had come to an agreement and were on good terms once again. 

That left Yerik Korzhakov. 

Things between O’Shea and Korzhakov had reached their boiling point a few months prior when the Russian mobster had poached one of Rick’s employees and tried to steal a shipment of Quench. 

Rick’s retaliation hadn’t been kind. In fact, Slater had the blood of more than a few of Korzhakov’s men on his hands. 

Korhzhakov had been after what Rick O’Shea possessed for years. 

“So,” Slater asked, “this is how they run things in the Bratva?” 

The man wearing his sunglasses eyed him with a smirk. “You know, I have a thing for redheads. I’ve fucked many redheaded women in my day, and none of them were smart.” 

“What can I say? I’m not like most girls.”

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"only for you" - wen junhui

# : idol! jun x non! idol reader, fluff, established relationship.

warnings ! : a kinda jealous reader LMAO, and a bit of swearing.

wc ! : 0.6k <3

a/n : this was like a super old draft from juns bday, it wouldnt post back then so i just forgot about it but im posting it now so yay (had to fix it a bit cuz its not his bday anymore so hehe)

you stared at your phone competitively. ofcourse, you were never bothered by jun replying to fans on weverse, you barely even check weverse, but this one caught your eye.

♡ : have a great day jun !! hope you enjoy your break <3

🐱 : thank you babe ! ^^

you scrunched your nose. 'its just like, fanservice' you thought to yourself. although there was a suspicious feeling growing in your stomach.

gasp??? jealousy!? you put your phone down and got up to get a glass of water, forgetting to shut your phone off.

right on time, your beloved boyfriend walks in with a grin on his face, excited to see yours. you can sense his confused expression after seeing your quite moody face.

"babe! .. babe?" he said as you turned around slightly shocked. he smiled, you smiled back faintly as you go to sit back down on the couch.

"babe? is something wrong?" he said, worried. you turned your head around to look at him and sighed dramatically.

"oh nothing nothing, did you like the gift i got you?" you said, trying to change the subject so he doesn't tease you for eternity.

"okay, one, i loved the sweet matching rings you got me im most definitely going to wear them till we get real ones, and two don't even try changing the subject, love. your tricks dont work on me." he puffs.

soon enough he's sat down with you on the couch, trying to get you to confess whatever is going on in your head. you put your glass down and crossed your arms, staring at him fiercely. he tilted his head in confusion, like a cat (hehe).

"did i do something wrong?" he asked

no reply.

"babe? are you mad at me?" he asked again, more confused and worried as ever.

"no..." you mumbled. he asked more questions until your eyes went to your phone lying on the table, which was still open.

his cat eyes followed yours and his first instinct was... to grab it. he ran as fast as he could whilst holding the phone in the air. you bet the neighbours could hear you both laughing and shouting from the chasing.

you were basically tackling him as he was reading your phone carefully but rather quickly.

he started laughing. you sighed and dropped your head onto his chest in defeat.

"babyyy" he whined as you got off of him.

you scoffed as he chuckled. he was choking on his own laughs.

"what??? what what what?" you said, annoyed. he opened his mouth to speak, but muttered a small 'fuck it' and picked you up like a teddy bear.

"wen jun-fucking-hui if you dont put me down right now." you warned him, but he didn't even flinch.

he walked over to your room, plopping you down on the bed. before you could get up, he was all over you, basically cuddling you.

"jun--" he cut you off with a simple kiss. it was soft as always. it calmed you down in a click. you ran your fingers through his hair before he pulled away to breathe.

"you're sooo cute" he admitted quietly, making the atmosphere much softer. you sigh as he snuggles himself into your neck.

"you have absolutely nothing to be jealous of, you know that right?." he said softly.

"ofcourse i know that! i trust you but, you were basically throwing yourself at her." you joked.

"im only for you, only you." he said in an assuring tone.

you ended up cuddling and talking about the most random stuff for hours. even though he was supposed to hangout with the guys, he just couldn't leave his love alone.

he kissed you the whole day, but like, everywhere! if he was wearing lipstick it would look like you just stabbed someone. his lips were all over you! but you know, only for you. only for his baby ♡

end!

✦ ; @odetoyeonjun @stuckinmyhead5 @guavagyu @starry-mins @pearlygraysky @enhacolor @khypods @yoonzin0 @enha-choo @shadowofgyu

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Puppy Love

(Cutest gif I've seen of him)

Requested by anonymous: Can I request Jiang Cheng x demon reader? Reader is a dog demon who fell for JC since he saved them in a forest when they were injured in their tiny dog form. Reader takes up a human form and befriends him at Gusu while hiding their true identity. They follow him around, silently loving him like a puppy that it was almost noticeable. When the wen clan attacked, reader took on their great hound form to protect JC, revealing their secret and feeling for him.

Pairing: Jiang Cheng x reader

Word Count: 2279 words

Warnings: none

A/N Sorry for the long wait, school isn't helping and I'm working on my end-work, which is basically lab stuff that I need to really concentrate on at certain times cause otherwise I might end up in hospital, so I didn't write for like a week at least just to take care of the first part of lab. Anyway, stopping my rant there, because otherwise this will be longer than the actual story, hope you enjoy! 😊

You ran like hell, ignoring the throbbing pain in your abdomen and head. You could only stay human for a limited time when wounded, so you had to run now, because once changed you were doomed. You could hear the people behind you fading into the distance and that's when you crashed to the ground, leaning against a tree before feeling your bones crack.

After a lot of changes, like changing of your bones and fur growing, you were now much lower to the ground. You were still laid against the tree, whining slightly as your vocal cords where now limited to dog sounds. You were now in your dog form, a small pup with medium long (h/c) fur and two shiny (e/c) eyes. And with that you waited, hoping your body would heal itself quick enough. Although, the poison that seeped in through your wound and into your blood stream might make it take longer.

Jiang Cheng groaned at his loud brother's loud antics, being so close to just hitting the hilt on his sword against Wuxian's head just for some peace and quiet.

Like usual, he started to cancel out Wuxian's loud blabbering and instead started to hear soft whining not so far from him. He looked around, eyes scanning over the ground before stopping at some creature. He shushed Wuxian, who looked at him in confusion but followed to instructions once he saw how cautious Jiang Cheng had become, before slowly creeping over to the creature, sighing when he saw it was just a dog. Although that relief soon disappeared once he notices the blood that seeped through the fur of said creature, worry taking over instead. He got closer to the dog, crouching and slowly holding his hand out to the dog. The dog responded by pushing its head into his hand, whining even more. Jiang Cheng looked at his gown, ripping a part of it and tying it around the wound so it would stop bleeding so heavily. Then he picked it up, holding it closely to his body when he noticed that the dog was shivering. With that, he returned to his brother again and shushing him when Wuxian shrieked loudly.

"It's a pup, it won't hurt you. And I won't keep it, alright? Once healed, It'll run off anyway." He stated and Wuxian seemingly relaxed slightly at that comment, but still kept his distance anyway. The brothers then continued to walk home, now a little faster than before, and Jiang Cheng walked to his room once he arrived, ignoring his mothers presence. He entered his room, laying the pup on his bed before grabbing a wet cloth and cleaning the wound. Although the dog whined loudly, it didn't move or give any sign of protest except for the whining.

Once the wound was cleaned, he wrapped some bandages around the wound before softly patting the pup softly. The pup whined again softly, but pushed its head into Jiang Cheng hand instead. Jiang Cheng chuckled before smiling when the pup got up and placed itself on his lap.

You couldn't help but closer to the man, the warmth from his body making you feel safer and warmer. You shut your eyes, ignoring the throbbing in your side as he patted your head softly. He was talking softly, but you didn't hear what he said as you started to fall asleep. You couldn't really believe that you were now putting your trust into this random human, who you didn't even know the name of.

Yet you slept fine, only waking back up when your stomach started grumbling. So you wandered around, still in hound form, to find the mystery man.

"While hello!" Someone said and you were suddenly lifted into someone's arms, making you yelp in surprise before turning your head to look at the culprit. It was a woman, who was smiling brightly at you. She seemed nice enough, but you weren't a fan of being held up by strangers and you started to wriggle around. She seemed to get the hint and put you back down on the ground. You took the opportunity and dashed off once again, looking for the man once more. You followed sounds only and after 3 more minutes, you finally found him. You let out a loud bark before jumping up on the chair and then table, tail slightly wagging. Jiang Cheng turned around, a smile appearing on his face as he stepped closer and crouched to match your height. And for a minute or so, you just stared at each other. Then you looked away, feeling slightly embarrassed as you turned around, looking around the room. It was nice, shades of purples hanging around the room with lotus logo's on them which were probably handstitched on. You hopped off the table and started to explore the room before hopping onto a chair that was shaped like a flower and laying down comfortably, still looking at the man.

"Jiang Cheng, that pup is yours?" A woman entered and you recognized her from earlier, raising your head slowly to somewhat acknowledge her presence as she came closer once again to pet you. You let her, but your eyes still stayed on Jiang Cheng as you waited for a reaction. No reaction though, not really what you wanted. And like a miracle, he seemingly read your mouth and came closer to scratch you as well before he picked you up once again to looking at your wound.

"It's already healed, that's good." He commented before cradling you in his arms like a baby and scratching your stomach softly. He smiled softly and you felt your heart skip a beat. Yeah, you weren't leaving his side any time soon.

You were in cloud recesses, walking behind the troubling trio with Yanli beside you. Wuxian and Huaisang were talking loudly, something the Lan disciplines (or more like Lan Qiren) were annoyed by, and Yanli was talking to you although your eyes were trained on Jiang Cheng. You had already befriended the man weeks ago, now in your human form of course, and you basically followed like a lovesick puppy.

This was something Huaisang had said once when Jiang Cheng had disappeared and you looked extremely lost until Jiang Cheng had returned, and now he always tended to call you pup around Jiang Cheng which would make you extremely embarrassed (and Jiang Cheng really confused).

"(Y/n), watch out." Someone exclaimed and you snapped out of your daze to see a beam right in front of you with Jiang Cheng's hand in front of your forehead.

"Ah... Sorry." You chuckled awkwardly, looking away awkwardly as your face heated up slightly.

"Just watch where your going." Jiang Cheng spoke in a soft tone and you nodded, smiling at him. Everyone continued walking, but now Jiang Cheng walked beside you. You debated it in your head before you slowly took his hand and intertwined his fingers with yours, which was covered completely by your long sleeves. You could see that he was surprised at first, but he didn't make any comment or any movement to take his hand away from yours. His face and ears had slightly turned slightly pink and you smiled proudly, feeling giddy and happy.

Fire surrounded you, your clothes burned on the bottom as your ran through Gusu. You tried following the rest of the members, but you couldn't help but turn ro face the Wen members that were chasing you. You looked behind you again, your eyes connecting with Jiang Cheng. Ignoring the confusion and worry in his eyes, you turned back around as your bones started to crack and shift.

Soon you stood on all fours, your height now closer to 2 meters. Your eyes were now glowing in a bright red as you growled at the Wen members, your teeth bared. The Wen members stopped, staring at you in shock and fear as their weapons dropped to the ground. You growled even louder before barking loudly, which made the Wen members run off (and one even fainted). You huffed, turning away from them and facing the others again. Most looked terrified and you laid on the ground, whining slightly. Normally you'd just change back into a human, but your clothes had ripped when you changed so that wasn't really an option. On the other hand, you could change into your real form, aka you small hound form, but in no way did you want to right now. Not in front of Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng was the first to unfreeze from shock before he slowly approached you, although he still looked uncertain to approach a giant hound. You raised your head slightly, looking at him and he put his hand on your head before pulling his outer robe off and placing it over you. You took the chance to change back, your body now aching as you pulled the clothes closer to your body.

"Thanks." Your voice cracked slightly as you tried to ignore the tears that threatened to fall down.

"Are you alright?" He questioned and you looked up at him through your lashes before nodding slowly. You were shivering slightly, feeling your body heat up which probably meant that you were getting sick.

You didn't really get the chance to say anything else as you heard screaming once again, seeing another horde of Wen members approaching. You groaned, trying to get up to change once more but before you could get up completely, Jiang Cheng had already lifted you in his arms and ran away.

"What are you doing?!" "Not letting you be stupid." He replied as he hid from the Wen members in the grooves between the rocks, laying you down softly and looking out to check.

"Well, there gone now..." He whispered and you chuckled. "Then why are you whispering?" You replied in your own whisper and he gave you a deadpan look, making you smile brightly. He sat down, looking at you and not saying anything. You looked away awkwardly, silence taking over.

"So, what are you?" He asked and you looked over, staring at him for a few seconds before looking down at your feet.

"Demon..." You said before flinching as you felt your body grow tired, a shiver running down your spine. You needed to change again to regain energy.

"Also, sorry." You quickly said before once more your bones cracked loudly, popping before you were once again a hound. This time though, it was your small version, which Jiang Cheng immediately recognized.

"You've got to be kidding..." He groaned, leaning his head back with closed eyes before turning his head to look at you again. He noticed that you were shivering slightly and sat closer, lifting your form and holding you closer to himself. You gave a happy Yelp, nestling your head into his chest.

Once everything had settled down, you both left and Jiang Cheng tried to find everyone while you continued to stay in his arms, too content to leave.

"Yah, why did you bring a dog again?!" Wuxian's voice reached your eyes and you looked sideways, still not removing your head form Jiang Cheng's chest. You couldn't help the thoughts that suddenly crossed your mind as Wuxian continued to whine.

So you followed your thoughts, quickly changing back to human and clinging to Jiang Cheng as you glared at Wuxian, who was now looking shocked. Jiang Cheng on the other hand, looked perfectly fine with suddenly carrying a human as he looked at you. You turned your head to face him and, as cliché as it sounds, you were suddenly extremely close with noses touching. And you didn't think of it as you placed a short kiss on his lips before realizing what you had done, changing back into dog form out of embarrassment. Jiang Cheng quickly reacted to catch you again while ignoring the blush that had obviously formed on his own face.

Wuxian was now yelling something as Huaisang joined, but you didn't hear anything as you were too focused on the soft kiss that was placed on your head and the loud thumping of Jiang Cheng's heart.

You smiled brightly as you spotted Jiang Cheng entering your room. Your tail started wagging as you quickly ran to him and changed once you were near, only to engulf him into an extremely tight hug. He reacted by wrapping an arm around your waist, the other still holding something else.

"What are you holding?" "Food, now can you let go now?" He asked and you pouted, looking at him with a small smirk. You then let go, hands immediately grasping at the food he carried. Jiang Cheng chuckled as he held it above his head, smirking down at you. You gave him a glare before kissing him. He reacted to the kiss, lowering his arm and you broke the kiss to grab the food. You ran off to another corner of your room (while grabbing something to cover your very naked form), blowing him a kiss as you started to eat.

Jiang Cheng just smiled stupidly, staring at your figure before following you and trying to catch up.

"Give me some too!" He exclaimed and you turned, one in your mouth as you held the others behind you protectively. Jiang Cheng gave you a glare before pulling you closer and snatching the one from your mouth, biting half of it off before continuing to walk and leaving you stunned. Once you got out of your trance, you let out a loud yell and ran after Jiang Cheng again. After a minute, you catched up again and looking at him with a smile.

"I love you~" You said, smiling brightly and he smiled back, kissing your forehead softly before replying with an "I love you too".

-END-

[wangxianficrecs]

Follower Recs

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Hello! I would like to recommend three wonderful fics that brought me so much joy i wish to share it with the whole world: (coming out of my cage & i’m doing just fine by dirgewithoutmusic) [fic about wen ning, who he is and what was made of him, left me with so much love for this boy]; (and tomorrow comes by dirgewithoutmusic) [5+1 fic about wei ying, with food as a metaphor for love]; (space, skin, muscle, bone by tombenough_and_continent) [modern setting, where wwx and lwj are ballet dancers and meet when are cast to perform Matthew Bourne’s Swan Lake, lwj as the swan and wwx as the prince. it's heartwrenching and so so so beautiful, their takes on the play and how much it means to them gives a lot of emotion to the fic, i find myself rereading it every once in a while, just to feed the soul]

coming out of my cage & i'm doing just fine

by digerwithoutmusic (T, 2.4k, wen ning & wen qing, wen ning & wei wuxian)

Summary: Sometimes men are knives. Sometimes they wield them. 

Wen Ning had never wanted to be a knife. He had wanted to be a boy, and then a man. He had wanted his sister not to worry, to never be afraid. He had wanted to be strong enough that she wouldn’t search for bruises under his skin or sleep restless at his bedside through fevered nights. 

He did not think he would ever bruise again. He would not heal again, never watch purpled and yellowed flesh fade back to flushed, whole skin. He would never wake to her hand cooling his forehead. 

Wen Ning would just go find a little river, after bad fights, and wash himself off gently. He’d sew himself up, a stitch at a time, and tell himself that because the pain felt different now it didn’t count as pain at all. 

and tomorrow comes

by digerwithoutmusic (G, 1.9k, wangxian, wei wuxian & jiang cheng, wei wuxian & lan sizhui, lan sizhui & wen ning)

Summary: Five Times Wei Wuxian Was Hungry + Once When He Was Not

It was Wei Ying’s favorite spot to scrounge. The morning’s cook cut the vegetables carelessly-- there was always a good few mouthfuls to gnaw off the cabbage and radish ends, the onions and peppers. He remembered having roasted potatoes before, with his mother and father, but it was hard lighting fires. And as soon as things started smelling good, other people came, or dogs.

Raw potatoes though-- they were barely sweet, crisp, and grainy. He chewed them more for entertainment than because they filled him up. He’d gotten a good instinct for which mouthfuls went the longest ways. Some things stuck to the ribs.

Wei Ying curled up in a different hollow each night, a different rooftop or alley or meadow or tree, and ran his fingers over the curved ridges of his ribs. He counted them and thought of his mother teaching him arithmetic, moving little twigs and stones into place beside a fire.

space, skin, muscle, bone

by tombenough_and_continent (T, 23k, wangxian)

Summary: One of the first things Wei Wuxian’s new co-star said to him was “this show isn’t a gay love story.”

Vignettes of Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian performing Matthew Bourne’s Swan Lake, not in order

[natashasfilms]

Chapter Six - In a Trance

Summary: After fighting monsters from a different dimension the year prior, Aria is soon to find out that this was just the beginning. As she and her friends work together to close the gate to the Upside Down, Aria has to deal with her secret feelings for her best friend.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Original Female Character

Warnings: This story contains mature themes such as sexual content, strong language, violence, mentions of alcohol and drugs, blood, gore, and death.

Note: I imagine Aria Kaul as South Asian but I have decided to let you, the reader, imagine her appearance, hence the reason why I have not given her a face claim. However, her race does not affect the story, whatsoever. You, as the reader, are free to imagine her however you want. If you don’t see her as South Asian, then that’s fine. It won’t affect the storyline.

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It was finally the end of the day and Aria walked over to Steve’s car. She couldn’t find Jonathan after lunch to tell him that she didn’t need a ride anymore. Turns out both him and Nancy were gone after, causing confusion to run through her. She waved at Steve once he came into her view, noticing him leaning against the passenger door. “Couldn’t find Jonathan so I guess I’m stuck with you after all,” she quipped.

Steve put a hand over his heart, expressing fake hurt. “Ouch, you should be grateful.” She laughed and Steve moved out of her way to open the passenger door for her.

“Such a gentleman,” she teased and as she was about to go inside, she freezed. She felt like something was off at that very moment so she turned her head, looking around.

Steve noticed. “What’s wrong?” He asked, his gaze left on her. “Riya, what’s wrong?“

She ignored him and continued looking around, stepping away from Steve. She then looked at the middle school, finding an uneasy feeling in her heart. “Um, I’ll be right back, Steve,” she told him, not tearing her gaze away from the middle school. “Just wait here.”

Before he could say anything else, Aria ran off towards the middle school, leaving the boy utterly confused.

Aria’s mind and heart were racing and she felt that there was something very wrong. She walked towards the school and as she got closer, she heard yelling from the field, causing her to run over there to check out what was happening. As she walked around the school, she found Mike holding Will’s shoulders, shaking him.

She got closer and noticed Will’s eyes were closed, not doing or saying anything, almost as if he were in some sort of trance. She knew about his episodes from Jonathan but she didn’t know it had gotten this terrible. “Hey, hey, Mike, what happened?”

Mike was startled once he heard her voice but then quickly ushered her over. “I don’t know! I just found him like this and he won’t say anything!”

Stepping closer, Mike moved out of the way to let the older girl try and help. “Hey, Will? Will? Wake up!” She put both her hands on his shoulders, shaking him a little too harshly, yet she still got no response. “Will! Can you hear me?”

Just then, she heard more commotion coming closer towards her and she turned around to be met with Joyce and the other kids, including a girl, assuming she was Billy’s sister as she had seen her once with him. Aria quickly stepped out of the way to let Joyce see his son. Her heart was beating rapidly and she was starting to get more and more worried as the seconds went by with Will still not woken up.

It didn’t take much longer until Will finally woke up, gasping for air and falling into his mother’s arms. Aria let out a deep breath and let her hand fall over her heart, trying to relax her breathing. She watched as Joyce held Will in her arms and walked away, still tense from what happened moments prior. Aria pursed her lips and shook her head, wondering what the hell just happened.

She walked back to Steve’s car to see him still standing where he was, arms crossed. She nodded her head to get inside the car, knowing she’d have to explain where she went. They both got into his car and Aria took a deep breath, a little shaken up at what she had just witnessed. “Hey, what happened?” Steve asked, a hand on her shoulder.

“It was Will,” she told him, having already told him before on what was going on with Will and his previous episodes. “He had another episode on the field.” She turned her head to look at him to see his mouth slightly open.

“Is he okay now?” He asked, knowing how much the boy meant to her. She nodded her head, silently telling him yes. “How’d you figure you something was wrong from over here?” He asked again, finding it incredible that she was able to know something was wrong from afar.

She shrugged, looking out the window. “I don’t know,” she mumbled. “Just an intuition, I guess.”

Steve drove Aria to the mechanic to get her car. She told Steve to leave as she would be able to drive now but he insisted on staying, not wanting to leave her alone.

They walked up to the car mechanic and she asked about her car, the mechanic nodding his head and leading them towards it. “Thank you so much,” she told the car mechanic, grateful that she finally had her car back. “Do you know what was wrong with it?”

“Oh, yes,” he said, nodding his head. “It was—well it’d be easier to show you. Wait here.” The two teens nodded and waited for him to come back. The mechanic came back and held up a ziploc bag and brought out a hook to lift the item in the bag. “I don’t know what it is but this was stuck in the engine.”

Aria stepped a little closer and inspected whatever was stuck on the hook. She squinted her eyes and noticed that it was something clear and slimy. It could’ve been some time of plastic but she wasn’t sure. It didn’t look normal. She looked at Steve, who was beside her, to see him just as confused.

She pursed her lips and cleared her throat. “Thank you, again,” she said, grabbing her keys from the mechanic. He nodded his head and went back to his job, leaving Steve and Aria alone. “What in the world was that and how did it get in my car?”

“It looked gross,” admitted Steve, scratching the back of his neck. Aria laughed, causing the corner of Steve’s lips to lift.

“I guess we should go home now,” Aria sighed, a little disappointed that she had to leave Steve. “I don’t need a ride anymore, unfortunately. But also, fortunately, because I have my car back,” she joked.

Steve stepped closer and held both of her arms, keeping her close to him. “I mean, we could just take our cars to my house and spend time together,” he said, voice low enough for her to hear only. “And possibly have some fun. My parents aren’t home, as usual.”

Aria rolled her eyes but still had a smile on her face. “Or we could go to my house instead,” she told him. “My mom’s at work.”

“Why your house?” He asked.

“Why your house?” She repeated. “Alright, fine, we’ll go to your house. I don’t know if I can pull the ‘sleepover’ card again with my mom in the morning. I’ll just go over to my house and leave her a note.”

Steve laughed and started walking to his car. “I think she believed us, I mean, we weren’t lying. I just didn’t sleep on the floor.”

Aria rolled her eyes again and laughed, getting into her car. She was excited, to say the least. Getting to spend the night at Steve’s and having some fun, as he’d called it.

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[robininthelabyrinth]

🍊🍋Wen Chao and/or wen xu is a good guy and actually wants to end wen ruo jan's reign of terror (cloud recesses, lotus pier, xuanwu cave or all are elaborate ruses)

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Untamed

“A-Chao,” Wen Xu said. “I think our father is insane.”

Wen Chao’s eye twitched visibly, his shoulders rising up to his ears. “You can’t say that! That’s treason!”

“I’ve already made sure there’s no one anywhere around us right now, not even people I trust.”

Down went the shoulders.

“Of course he’s insane,” Wen Chao said. “Some of his orders recently…”

He shook his head.

“Not much of an empire to rule if they’re all ghost puppets, is there?” he concluded. “I think the Yin Metal is poisoning his brain.”

“I agree,” Wen Xu said. “Now what do we do about it? He’s just ordered me to raze the Cloud Recesses.”

“…when you say raze –”

“To the ground.”

“What happened to just dominating the rest of the cultivation world?” Wen Chao complained. “I liked that plan. I was going to have a really great life. A palace. Servants. Good food. Even better wine. Enough clothing to keep Jiaojiao from complaining.”

“I…don’t know if that’s possible,” Wen Xu said. “Haven’t you given her three closets’ worth already?”

“I have no idea, and I’m too attached to my balls to ask.”

“Anyway,” Wen Xu said. “What do we do about it?”

“You’re asking me?” Wen Chao said.

“Well I’m certainly not going up against him by myself! He’ll kill me!”

“You think he would hesitate to kill both of us?”

“Ugh. Is there anyone we can ask for help? Anyone we haven’t pissed off?”

They both paused, thinking.

“…no,” Wen Chao said. “But in our defense, we never thought we’d need any of them, did we?”

“I don’t think anyone is going to buy that as an excuse,” Wen Xu said, scowling. “Fuck. Isn’t there anyone?”

“Well,” Wen Chao said. He did not continue.

“No,” Wen Xu said. “No. He literally wants to cut off our heads.”

“So does everyone else in the cultivation world,” Wen Chao said. “At least we know Sect Leader Nie hates Dad more than he hates us, which isn’t something that can be said about the rest of them.”

“Fuck,” Wen Xu said. “What’s our alternative plan?”

“…become ghost puppets?”

“Fuck.”

-

“You do remember that I want to kill you both?” Nie Mingjue said, scowling at them.

“We were betting on you wanting to kill our father more,” Wen Chao said.

“I’m not sure,” Nie Mingjue said. “You’re very obnoxious.”

Wen Chao scowled.

“He has a point, A-Chao,” Wen Xu said.

“Shut up.”

“Respect your elders!”

“If you two are going to start fighting, I’m leaving,” Nie Mingjue said.

They both squinted at him. “Does that mean you might not leave if we stop?” Wen Xu asked.

Nie Mingjue’s scowl got even worse, but eventually he begrudgingly said “…well, I really hate your father.”

They both exhaled in relief.

“What’s your plan?” Nie Mingjue asked.

“This was about as far as it went,” Wen Xu admitted, and Nie Mingjue gaped at him. “What? If we had planning skills, we’d be ruling the world.”

“Jiaojiao wants jewelry now,” Wen Chao agreed. “Lots of it. Keeping a mistress is expensive.”

“I’ll…take your word for that,” Nie Mingjue said, looking mildly uncomfortable.

“You’re always plotting against our father, right?” Wen Xu asked.

“No,” Nie Mingjue said. “If I could plot, your father would already be dead.”

“Good point,” Wen Chao said, but he wasn’t the sort of person to let little details like that discourage him. “But surely you know someone who can?”

“Just keep in mind that I’m on a deadline here,” Wen Xu said. “I have to leave to go raze the Cloud Recesses by the end of the week.”

“You want me to come up with a plan to defeat your father before the end of the week?!”

“Uh, yeah,” Wen Xu said. “That’s what I said, wasn’t it?”

“It was,” Wen Chao agreed.

“I’m going to go get Meng Yao,” Nie Mingjue decided. “And Huaisang, too, why not, somehow he always gets his way no matter what I do. Maybe he can come up with something for this.”

-

“I think we’re going to need expert assistance,” Nie Huaisang declared. “I’m thinking this is Wei Wuxian levels of plotting.”

“He can plot?” Wen Chao said dubiously. “Are you sure? He took nearly a week to fight a mildly ominous bird.”

“…is that so?” Nie Huaisang said, and sighed. “Okay, fine. Meng Yao, guess it’s up to you and me.”

Meng Yao was blinking his eyes very rapidly.

“What?” Wen Chao said. “You have an awful father too, don’t look so shocked about us wanting to get rid of ours.”

“That’s just how his brain works when he’s thinking,” Nie Huaisang assured him. “He’s kicking it like it’s a sleeping donkey that doesn’t want to get to work; give him a minute and he’ll be coming up with all sorts of ideas.”

“Good ideas?”

“All sorts of ideas.”

“…any good ideas? Mediocre ideas, even?”

“Listen, we have until the end of the week,” Nie Mingjue said irritably. “You’ll take whatever ideas we give you and you’ll like it, you hear me?”

“Is it too late to get Wen Zhuliu in on this?” Wen Xu asked Wen Chao.

“He has that weird thing for Dad,” Wen Chao reminded him.

“Fuck,” Wen Xu said. “I’d wiped that from my memory through the application of a great deal of alcohol, but yes, you’re right. Okay. Hit me with your worst plan.”

-

“That’s worse than I thought it was going to be.”

“Shut up and just do it.”

-

“I will now, in the name of the Wen sect, attack –” Wen Xu grimaced. “– this cave.”

“It’s a very important cave, actually,” one of the Lan disciples muttered.

“Be quiet,” Lan Wangji said.

They were all pretending not to notice the main force of Lan sect disciples, led by Lan Xichen, carting their precious books and treasures out of the Cloud Recesses right behind him.  

“I am attacking this very important cave,” Wen Xu clarified. “Of extreme importance to the Lan sect. So important, in fact, that it is clearly the correct target for an invasion.”

They stood around a while longer.

Someone cleared their throat. “Should we fight?”

“I can have my men beat you up if you really want,” Wen Xu said.

“…no thanks.”

“Then be quiet.”

There was a bit more standing around. Eventually Lan Qiren coughed.

“Would you like a chair or something?” Wen Xu asked, then frowned. “Never mind, I probably can’t justify that.”

“Probably not,” Lan Qiren agreed. He looked pained. Probably by the whole situation, but who knew, maybe he just had a bad back and the standing around was getting to him. “You will be taking Wangji hostage after this?”

“Along with most of the heirs of the Great Sects,” Wen Xu said. “As agreed, we’ll keep them out of the way.”

“Sometimes the most dangerous place is the safest place.”

“…yeah, that. Either way, they’ll be kept out of trouble.”

-

“This is not out of trouble!” Wei Wuxian shouted as they ran away from the Xuanwu.

“This stretch of river has never caused anyone any problems!” Wen Chao shouted back. “Ever! You’re the one who found the fucking cave!”

“Shut up and keep running!” Jiang Cheng howled.

-

“I really like your hair,” Wang Lingjiao told Madame Yu. “Also, that dress.”

Wen Chao sighed.

“Expensive tastes?” Wei Wuxian asked, pouring him some wine.

“You have no idea,” Wen Chao said glumly. “My allowance can’t cover it, so I ended up putting her as a line item in the military budget.”

“You did?” Jiang Cheng said. “Did your father, uh, object?”

“He’d have to notice.”

“I wonder how many other things he wouldn’t notice,” Wei Wuxian muttered to himself.

“You’re a young master of Yunmeng Jiang,” Jiang Cheng said, rolling his eyes. “What could you possibly want to fund that we won’t pay for?”

“I don’t know,” Wei Wuxian said. “Mad science experiments?”

-

“Can you pay him to stop?” Wen Xu asked. “I don’t even like flute music.”

“Shut up,” Wen Chao said. “You’ve been decapitated, remember?”

“Oh yeah, ‘decapitated’. And now I’m being force-fed lots of Qinghe barbeque,” Wen Xu said. “My life is really hard.”

“Why you…!”

Wen Xu sniggered. “How’s it going with Wen Zhuliu?”

“Fine, I think?” Wen Chao said. “He hasn’t actually noticed that the ‘demons’ we’re being hunted by aren’t really demons, but that’s because he’s been mostly drinking away his weird crush on our dad. I think Wen Ning is spiking his drink with something.”

They both turned to look at Wen Ning, who shrugged.

“Couldn’t have happened to a nicer person,” Wen Xu decided. “Are they attacking the Nightless City soon?”

“I think so.”

“What happens then?”

“Dunno.”

“Going to be kind of awkward when we ‘come back from the dead’ to take over.”

“I’m going to blame it on Wei Wuxian and his new weirdo cultivation,” Wen Chao decided. “We’re all sentient corpses he’s resurrected and using to puppet the Wen sect. Wen Ning, you in on this?”

“…sure,” Wen Ning said. “But only if I get first rights on ‘Ghost General’ as a nickname.”

“Oh, that’s a good one.”

-

“Thanks for the patricide,” Wen Xu said.

“Think nothing of it,” Nie Mingjue said. “Also, say nothing of it. Ever. In fact, let’s never talk again.”

“Can’t do that,” Wen Chao said. “Madame Yu told Jiaojiao that she got that fancy headpiece from Qinghe, so she wants to go there on a shopping trip.”

“Our economy could use the boost, da-ge,” Nie Huaisang said, and Nie Mingjue sighed. “It’s going to be a really big boost. Especially if she convinces Madame Jin from Lanling to come with her.”

“I still can’t believe they made friends,” Wei Wuxian marveled. “It must come from having more money than brains.”

“Brains aren’t exactly what I look for in a partner,” Wen Chao said. “Luckily for you, neither does your boyfriend.”

“Hey, I have brains!”

“You’re certainly intelligent,” Meng Yao – now named Jin Guangyao – told him.

“See?”

“That was an insult,” Nie Mingjue said.

“…hey!”

“When are you coming back to Qinghe?” Nie Huaisang asked Jin Guangyao, who blinked. “I mean, unless you want to spend all your time slaving away for a guy who thought Wen Ruohan was neat.”

“He’s right,” Wen Xu said. “Father or not, don’t do it. It’s not worth it. You’ll end up having to rebel and ask your worst enemies for help and it’s awkward.”

“I appreciate the offer,” Jin Guangyao said. “But I really can’t accept.”

“Why not?” Nie Huaisang asked.

Wen Chao pointed at him. “Seconded.”

Jin Guangyao grimaced at them both. Possibly it was meant to be a smile.

“You don’t have to go to the Unclean Realm, A-Yao,” Lan Xichen said.

“Thank you, er-ge.”

“You can come to the Cloud Recesses instead.”

“Er-ge…”

“Did anyone ever tell the Jin sect that we were working with the Wen heirs?” Nie Mingjue wondered out loud, and everyone frowned. “Because if they don’t know, and Jin Guangshan thinks he’s being subtle with the whole trying to hire Xue Yang thing, things are going to get really awkward.”

“…well, shit,” Jiang Cheng said. “I call not being the one to tell him.”

“Seconded!”

“Cloud Recesses, you said?” Jin Guangyao asked Lan Xichen, who looked pleased.

“I’m leaving,” Wen Xu decided. “I want nothing to do with this disaster. You all have fun now, I’m fucking off back to the Nightless City to live the rest of my life as a very rich man with no life goals.”

“I want to do that,” Nie Huaisang said.

“No,” Nie Mingjue said.

“But –”

“No.”

“Hey,” Wei Wuxian said. “Unrelatedly, anyone have any ideas on what should I do with the whole resentful energy seal thing now?”

“I don’t know,” Wen Chao said. “Play a giant game of keep away with it and then fake your own death?”