#they have stayed the same for so long because they havent died all this time

[verynastyspoon]

DAD!SCOUT x FEM!READER PT.1

Summary: A christmas get to together that may be the start of the rest of your life

word count: 781

Authors note: I don’t remember how long after the christmas party was so I just said 10 years and sorry I got bored of the original scour fic but if anyone wants I might go back to it.

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10 years. Its been 10 years since the last time you saw Jeremy. You live a single life alone, no kids, just a dog but even in your lonely life youre happy. One day you get a letter in the mail from Jeremy Willis. You hastilly rip it open and nearly scream when you read the contents of it.

‘Hey y/k I miss you. I’m having a little Christmas get together with all the team and I would love to have you there.’

You are ecstatic and quickly pack all your things and rush to the airport with your dog. You had been alone for so long just the idea of being with some real friends makes you happier than you could imagine. You have “friends” but they have never fought beside you, almost died for you, and would do anything for you. They aren’t family like they are.

You get to Jeremy’s house on Christmas day. You can hear the boisterous laughter even from the driveway. You rush to the door and knock which you are greeted by a handsome (and very haircut needed) Jeremy.

“Y/K!” He gives you a hug. “Ive missed you so much!”

You hug back and smile warmly. “I missed you too Jeremy.”

You walk in and see kids running about “Wow are these all yours?”

“Hell ya well most of them those few are sollys but the others are mine.”

“Do…you have a wife?” You ask reluctantly because some stupid part of you still has a crush on the same man you haven’t seen in years.

“Pff those dead beats are gone for good. Im raising these beauties all by myself.”

You look in shock and a little relief. “Jeremy thats amazing.”

You all sit down eating and catching up on on eachothers new lives. After a while you find yourself on the floor playing with Jeremys kids. Tanya is running around in spys mask and the others are playing toys with you. Jeremy cant help but fawn over you playing with his kids.

When you look over and see him he looks away embarrassed for staring. You wave him over to come play, but a few moments later the kids leave to go play with your dog. Leaving you and Jeremy alone.

“You have a beautiful family Jeremy.”

“Thank you, you should come by more often youre great with them.”

“Maybe I will.” there is a long silence between you before Jeremy speaks up.

“You uh got a husband?”

“No and I dont have kids.” you sigh “I just havent found the right person yet.”

“I know what you mean, I got 3 ex wifes.”

You look up “3?! Why?”

“Well the first one cheated, the second one was a bad mom and the third left me for a woman.” He sighs “I just i dont know, I know 3 is alot but I just have so much love to give and no woman to give it too. But now I have my kids and I couldn’t be happier.”

You give him a hug “I love that for you Jeremy.” it stays quiet again for a moment. “You know, all those years ago I had a raging crush on you.”

“Really!?”

“Yes, but I kept it too myself because I knew you liked miss pauling. After you said you would move on I thought about speaking up but I was too scared too…. sometimes I wish I did.”

“I had no idea y/k, I wish you did because well I had a thing for you too.”

You both laugh softly at your obliviousness.

“Would, you ever want to go out to eat or something?” He asks nervously. “I know it’s been so long since we’ve last seen eachother but it feels like you never left.”

“I would love too.” You smile warmly.

“Great! But dont tell my kids I want to bring them around another girl unless I know its gonna work, you know?”

“I completely understand. Having in introduce a third girl to the family sounds like alot.”

“Thanks for understanding.”

The kids run back and jump on Jeremy all yelling ‘DADDY’

“Yes? What’s up?” They all yelled about some shenanigan Misha and Herberts baboon got into, leaving you alone excited for what’s to come

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[gece-misin-nesin]

all right, so here is my HoO au:

The Seven, bar Jason, are all children of minor gods. (Percy and Annabeth arent involved with the main plot in this au)

(cut bc this ended up a bit long)

Jason: Son of Jupiter, Champion of Juno

Piper: Daughter of Eros

Leo: Son of Prometheus

Hazel: Daughter of Mors (Thanatos)

Frank: Son of Victoria (Nike)

Will: Son of Asclepius (yes its Will Solace. this is an au baby. As for the battle of manhattan, will was with cabin 7 because apollo allowed him to stay in his cabin)

Alabaster: Son of Hecate

The main plot starts with Juno giving Jason an important quest, that being going to camp half blood and integrating there, and she makes him swear to keep the romans a secret from the greeks and vice versa. He will introduce himself mainly as Hera's representative to them and stay in her cabin etc. Hera tells the greeks that she took Jason as payment and raised/trained him in case he was the prophecy kid. Jason is a bit of an outsider in camp, but he is still mostly welcomed. Some time later, Olympus is closed by decree of Zeus. And after that, Hera is kidnapped and she sends Jason as a message as a dream, that she is captured and he needs to go to the Grand Canyon. Jason goes (with a few campers. and the chariot) and finds Leo and Piper. Rachel gives a prophecy, they go on the quest to free Hera. Jason is trying to hide the fact he's roman, Piper is hiding hat shes being blackmailed, Leo is either trying to hide his parentage or his powers (I haven't decided). Things mostly go the same, Thalia and Jason meet up, he spills everything to her and Thalia is livid at how New Rome/Camp Jupiter works ("they branded you like cattle!?" "there are adults but a child army?"). They free Hera etc.

Son of Neptune? Scratch that because this Hazel's book baby. Her backstory is roughly the same, cursed jewels appear around her because her mother asked for wealth back in the day but Hazel was cursed for her greed. CJ gets a prophecy about a quest, and Hazel gets a dream about thanatos being captive. So she petitions to go on the quest, but the Senate doesnt let her. Frank is her only close friend, so after Nico leaves camp to look for the doors, she and Frank sneak out together to go on the quest. Along the way they meet Alabaster, who is sick of monsters not dying, so he offers to help them, a quest usually has 3 people after all. They go to Alaska together, go to thanatos etc., and Alabaster kind of betrays them last second? He incapacitates them, and then blows up at Thanatos and asks him why the fuck he can't summon the souls of Ethan and others from the titan army (the implication being that he tried to revive them) and Thanatos answers that he cannot answer because their souls aren't in anywhere he can access, so Alabaster will likely fail in bringing them back. Alabaster breaks down and in the midst of battle he kinda comes to terms with it and Frank, Hazel and him all kick ass fighting the giant and shit alongside Thanatos.

Octavian will be a proponent of a greek-roman war because the greeks destroyed the 11th legion a few decades back and thats why there is only the 12th legion now. Thalia is also a proponent of it on the Greeks' side.

I haven't figured out the later books, but I think I'l remove the Athena Parthenos plotline. Instead they will try to find the Aegis (I know thalia has it in canon, but a demigod casually having the aegis is dumb. It is Athena's weapon. So i'm changing it into being a replica and the real aegis was lost ages ago), they save nico, somehow two people still fall to tartarus (one of them is definitely Jason but I haven't decided on the 2nd person). And a bit after they've fallen, they'll be cornered by monsters, and all of a sudden a few people will come and save them. Demigods. The plot twist will be that Zeus (I havent decided if the other gods are aware of it or not) threw everyone from the Titans Army who died into Tartarus. Luke included. As they keep getting hunted and killed by monsters, they also reform. So they are stuck in an endless cycle of death. Yay. Anyway! Luke obviously is gonna help Jason reach the doors of death because that's thalia's little brother hello?? And some others ask for updates on their siblings or if there really are new cabins for the minor gods? And they find refuge next to Hermes' shrine, Luke's deadbeat dad and the guy whose cabin they all stayed in at some point. etc. etc. I may also include Arke in this. She is the sister of Iris and sided w the titans in the first titanomachy, was thrown into tartarus for it and her wings were torn off.

Anyway, everything goes to shit at the doors of death. They're fighting (getting killed by) Titans, Giants, monsters, everything. People are getting torn apart by hellhounds and ripped to shreds by empousai and someone screams that this sure is ironic since they fought alongside the titans a few months ago and someone is killed while pressing the button and someone else takes their place. Ethan is killed with Alabaster's name on his lips. Luke leads Jason to the doors and he's right there. He could go with them of he wanted, but he doesn't. Because he has to stay behind for the rest and take care of them.

I haven't decided in a lot of other things, like how the final fight will go or whatever, but this au has taken over my brain so 🤷‍♀️

[tauriam]

something i havent seen yet as far as i can tell is the fucking insane implication that the reason that the taurtis clones call out to sam -

- is because taurtis in his last moments most likely thought about him and it carried on to the clones' memories with the same desperation in wanting to be saved and the love taurtis has for his best friend

it's why i think all the clones turn towards sam specifically and not grian because taurtis himself was only thinking about sam. if we take yandere into consideration and the start of yhs — it is sort of implied that they've been friends with each other Longer than they have been with grian + they've lived together for a long time as well since they stay in the Gladiator residence (alone) for the early parts of yhs

isn't it fucking horrifying that this kid, who spent most of his life with one person, gets sent to the hospital and replaced, dealing with all the shit that sam's done because he gets dragged into it as his friend, and then once he gets essentially kidnapped, he thinks about sam for his Last Final Moments only to be immediately replaced and brushed off with a clone. with several clones. with another version.

you're never going to be your own person. you're never going to be remembered for who you are and only as the concept of you. you're never going to be saved and you're never getting a funeral. they mourn for the lack of you, not who you were.

and the big thing is they never really do. they pay respects, sure, (TS E 21 around the end) but when sam and taurtis two see the letter, sam mostly brushes it off because the higher priority is gym class? and poor 2 who had to grasp the fact that he is a clone, and not the original that he thought he was. and im not sure just yet how much they reference original taurtis, but in the finale when they're discussing about having another taurtis;

GRIAN: At what point do we just... take the L?

SAM: Wait, you don't want Taurtis back?

GRIAN: Well- But- I'm just saying like-

GRIAN: How many Taurtises do we have to kill-

SAM, overlapping: As many as- as there is.

SAM: I'm never giving up on Taurtis.

SAM: HE IS OUR FRIEND, DUDE.

SAM: Even if he gets sacrificed to minion zombies and then meets an alternate version of himself named Jerry,

SAM, louder and harsher: I'M NOT GOING TO GIVE UP ON HIM.

^ from this alone you can see how sam feels about taurtis as a person when sam just wants the comfort of having a taurtis around, not so much that it's him

it's why sam didn't feel as bothered that the original died, he had clones that served the concept well. it's why sam dressed grian up and that was enough to comfort him because the idea of taurtis is around. it's why sam dismisses the fact that they should give up on trying to replace the original because he needs a taurtis to even function (it's why he crashes out multiple times so hard without him) and it's why he says "As many as there is." to grian's "How many Taurtises do we have to kill [before we just have to accept the loss]"

sam just can't accept the fact that taurtis is gone moreso that taurtis is a person rather than something him stable. idk. isn't it crazy that your perception warps so hard that your love for your best friend turns into an obsession that leaves him as an idea to you? isnt it crazy that your love for your best friend has you get dragged in to everything he does, consequences and all, to the point that you're grateful for everything anyway and you never get mourned?

something something saurtis whatever idgaf how you interpret this. it's just interesting :-( my kids ...

[royalwriteroftheuniverse]

The Day Steve Rogers Died

Chapter 1 im

(Not sure if ill continue it. This is the first thing I've written in a long time havent written )

Warnings: sad, fluff mentions of dead 18+ just incase as always. I hate the way endgame ended so i made my own version

Everyone thinks a super soikder means you cant get drunk you age at 1/3 of the rate because your cells create this protective regeneration if healing- but you do age and while yiu cant get drunk you can still get shot and while you can heal the same basics of human biology are at play. You need oxygen to live and yes h20 is an oxygen molecule. And you still need blood volume for a blood pressure and sometimes being able to heal doesn't mean you can heal fast enough.

Everyone has this romatic idea of steve. Some in the avegers were told he went back to make things right and stayed to live the life or a life he would have or might have lead of he didnt sign up.. for the wars. The general public was told that he died during the lqst fight with Thanos. But the truth was it was somewhere in between.

Maybe i shouldn't've maybe i should just tell everyone the truth heh. Steve was different. People forget he was in the war. He wasn't vain, but he knew how much he meant to people. If i had just one wish, it would be that he realized he owed nothing to anyone except himself. That he didn't feel he needed to carry the burdon not just alone but not at all. But he became a symbol of hope.

Hope it's so resiliant so pure hope can be kept alive with the tiniest bit of kindling. With just the tinniest bit hope, the proper hope, the kind thst inspires people sleep, doesn't rest and for the first time in a long time he was. ... the funny thing about hope is that sometimes, once it's shattared, those pieces can't be pjlut back like a puzzle. It's more like a mirror mo matter how hard you try putting it back together. There's always a piece of missing the smallest chip, and the mirror is never flawless again. No matter how many times i try and smile the crack and the chips are still there.

Steve, he, he didnt always know when to put the sword down. For him if this was evil in the world well the season wasnt over. And loke many acomplish athletes you learn at a young age that if you want to succeed and you are good at your position youre bkt gurt until the seqson was over. And for Steve the season laster for than 70s years.

He didnt know when to tap put when to ask for help.

He thought he was fine. He thought hed recover just like last time and he......

He told me he got looked at. I stopped counting the bruises when it reached 30 just on his arm. But i didnt lose ttack. But he, like a "good" atheleate who wanted to play he kep his shirt on so i didnt or couldt. To tell yoy the truth ill never know but i wouldve been the only one he would take his shirt off around and he didnt and i never saw the bruse that just didnt seem to get better. I wish i could say this was over a matter of months or even weeks. But no. It was days. Days and i knew steve better than that I shou-I should've i sisted kn i dont know something. I figured the man tired he has avribes and cuts and brusies and he wasnt always one to just no wear a shirt so...

But that doesnt change the ending. All the excuses in the world couldn't change the fact that he lost too much blood on the field and in his body. A small leak in his lung lettingit deflate just didnt repair fast enough, the the tear in an aorta in his stomach and he bled into him just took it took a aecond to long to heal.

Amd the day ateve rogers fell, well this man doesnt do anything hlafway. But the world knows that. He was dead not becausee of anything else but no blood pressure he just didnt have enough blood. But his ceels still.. they still worked.

When they did the autopsy his ceels wwre still working to heal the hole he bleed out from......after all they say energy isn't created... or destroyed

I dont know if steve wven knew maybe he thought it was the same thing that happened maybe ti frlt the same and he just never thought he was going to collapse un the one second of weakness where the rubberball didnt bounce, the rubberband broke. He only got half of my name out of his mouth before he collapsed. Barely a vowel, barely a consonant, and my world vanished without even a whole word being spoken.

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[walnutcookie]

Can you tell us more about Hazelnut? :0

I find her very interesting and I kinda want to know more about her :3

OHHH BOY HAZELNUT.... I havent thought about her in a hot second honestly !! heres what i have for her but it may change as ive been slowly rewriting my fanon.... Thank you so much for this ask!!! :333

she is almonds mother :] Visited pure vanilla kingdom for work stuff and ended up growing very very close with the king himself and they got married within a few years. Hazelnut moved into the castle and became the queen of pure vanilla kingdom🎉🎉her and PV started to drift apart though - mostly due to how busy PV was with his kingdom - and hazelnut was frustrated with the entire system and how the responsibility of their kid mainly fell on her. they got divorced and hazelnut took almond back to parfaedia with her since she would rather the kid be raised by an actual Parental figure rather than all of pvs assistants (pv wanted to avoid conflict and didnt have the guts to argue with any of this)

hazelnut and almond were more like friends than mother and daughter really. she was pretty relaxed when it came to rules, of course she had limits - shes a cop, after all - but as long as almond wasnt doing anything Illegal or super dangerous she had a good amount of freedom. Maybe a little too much freedom FJSJHFJKSD she defiently watched movies that were too mature for her at the time and such. hazelnut LOVED to talk to almond about allllll the shit that annoyed her, ESPECIALLY the pv kingdom and since almond didnt visit pv very often she started to think more negatively abt him than anything. A lot of the time when she did visit pv was still very busy with his kingdom and while he did make sure to set aside time to spend with almond he wasnt able to dedicate the whole time to her so all of the exaggerated things that hazelnut told almond were confirmed in her head :'] Hazelnut basically just. Used her daughter as her own personal therapist a lot of the time and almond had to just chill with that until she was in her 20s....

which is when hazelnut died ! She was stabbed through the chest with a sugar crystal by my oc blueberry scone </3 scone was only 15 at the time and was running through the streets in a panic for. honestly some unspecified reason ive never been satisfied with her lore but it was always something about a loved one being harmed in an accident at parfaedia institute. Hazelnut came off pretty rough and spooked her really bad and in a panic she shot a spell back and made it way too powerful which killed her instantly oops!!!!

Scone kept running and eventually was brought in (and manipulated) by dark enchantress which lead to her becoming a cookie of darkness. meanwhile almond found out about her mothers death on the news when she was out working and her main reaction was rage. Why did her mom have to be killed Why did she have to be left alone to navigate her early adult life Why was her best friend latte moving away at the same time. to become a WIZARD of all things, the very thing that killed her mom. this specifically lead to a big falling out between almond and latte and they stopped talking to each other for decades (only met again after latte moved back to parfaedia 20ish years later!! i hc they acted like they didnt know each other during the light the beacon cutscenes because they were still pretty bitter about the fight, almond especailly)

almond had a pretty rough time after that, she refused help from her father who learned about hazelnut and tried to offer her a place to stay but after all of the opinions shes already formed PLUS her mind was all scrambled from grief and panic she literally shredded the letter he sent. She still blames her father for not helping her during this time though </3 and shortly after he reached out the dark flour war happened and the pv kingdom crumbled anyways soooo.... probably a good thing that almond didnt go

Hazelnut is a ghost who lives in my cookiesonas haunted mansion now :]

thats really all i have for her, thank you so much again for this ask!!! Im probably going to rewrite this a lot someday because this lore is like 3 years old at this point JFSDJHJDSFH

[despite-everything]

i feel like every time i finally feel at peace about going no-contact with my mother something happens again that makes it sickening and one of the hardest things i've done.

i don't think i've ever burst into tears like this before. i dont even cry that often but im just really fucking going through it tonight. my mother texted me photos of the land she's bought down in central texas to build a ranch house on. when i was a kid, my grandparents had ranches. my grandmother was raised on one, too, and its gone back in our family. so i grew up on the ranch for holidays, long weekends, and portions of the summer. when my grandmother died and my parents divorced when i was a preteen, i went with my dad and my connection with that side of the family was almost severed because of my mothers tendency to spread lies and rumors which made me and my father unwelcome. a few years ago, the ranch became public property which is something im grateful for, but its weird to go back and visit, and i live nowhere near there anymore.

i basically went no-contact with my mother two years ago when she used my grandfather's death against me in a really terrible way. that was my grandfather who ranched. i long to be back in central texas. i feel so at home there. but im trans and unless i get one of a few very specific jobs (probably in austin) i wont go back and that breaks my fucking heart. my mother still texts me sometimes, and i havent blocked her because ive been informed of major family news from her even though i cant respond. she bought some land a few months ago and is building on the property and is going to move back to texas. she sent me update photos of the land tonight as well as a story about a beautiful coyote skeleton picked clean by buzzards on the property. i was the family member who collected bones from the ranch. i genuinely burst into tears when i saw the photos.

and then she followed up by talking about how she intends to build a small ranch house and a small guest house for friends and family to feel welcome and visit. and i just can't stop crying. that's all i've ever wanted. my grandparents had several ranches, but sold them. they asked every other person in the family if they'd be willing to take it over and manage it except for me - the one person who had always wanted to do that. but no one asked me and it was at a tumultuous time in my parents marriage so i didnt know until years later and too late. and theres almost no chance in hell i could ever afford property like that unless i inherit. and since all the ranches were sold and my grandparents are dead, i don't think that will ever happen to me. the ranch they lived on was The Ranch in the sense that it had a guest cabin and enough space for family to visit and at holidays there'd be 12-15 of us. i fucking miss that so much and theres no way to get it back and i know that but the fact that my mother is managing to re-create that same thing and i can't be part of it without hurting myself immensely is so sickening to me.

like i feel like im rambling and just sound stupid or ungrateful or something but its like ive been coming to terms with the fact that i'll never have an intact family again and im never going to have access to "home" unless i create one from scratch and i miss living in texas even with the bad parts and i miss the ranch and my family and this woman who has hurt me so fucking much suddenly gets to have this amazing life where she's becoming the new family matriarch and creating a place for everyone to gather and be happy hurts so so so much. im scared i will forgive her. ive cut her off then accepted her back before and it only made things worse. if i know whats good for me i'll stay away. but it's like the thing i've wanted more than anything else in the entire world is being dangled in front of me but if i accept it i might as well kill myself.

[greenglasstiles]

3/18/2025

i first made this accout about a year ago, when i lost two of my closest friends. that makes it sound like they died, they didnt, we just fell out pretty hard. nothing like that happened to me recently, but i feel lonely the same way i did then. i guess thats why i want to start posting here again. last time i tried a little too hard to be poetic and whatnot; this time im going to be more casual. ill treat it like my journal. i still want to use my physical journal, but this feels easier to me. i also like the idea of someone maybe reading my posts. i doubt anyone will; i dont plan to use tags, but i can always pretend. i guess thats weird, but i plan to be pretty transparent despite how disconnected this account is from all my other social media accounts. like i said, im lonely and extremely bored. im not in school right now and i have like one friend, so all i do is go to work and make awkward converation there. i like my job; its not bad, but i havent been there long and i still feel out of place. i dont miss my old job. i quit because i felt like i really needed change, and i also dropped out of school. i plan on going back, hopefully this upcoming fall semester. i just didnt want to be a teacher anymore and i really only had that job for the experience. i dont know what ill go back to school for. to be honest i dont even want to go back. i know i have to though. i havent told my dad im chaging my major. im gonna see him on sunday, i can try to tell him then. speaking of my dad, ive also felt very lonely within my family too. i dont really talk to them anymore. i seee them when i leave for work sometimes, and when i come home, but theyre usually on their vr headsets then. i hate those things so much. its genuinely distopian coming home to your entire family playing vr games, with headphones on, and they dont even hear you say hello. when i dont have work i barely see them too. i just kinda stay in bed. i want to stop doing that, but like i said, i only have one friend. trying to make plans with her is the worst. she has other friends too, and i always feel so awkward always asking her to go places and do things with me. i dont know how to make more friends; i want to start doing things on my own. i dont have any hobbies though. the weather is starting get nicer, warmer. ive been wanting to start hiking; im not very active and im too scared to go by myself. i tried to get back into reading, but my attention span is shot. when i was younger, like in middle school, i could read two books a week with no problems. i started frankenstein recently, its not too late for me to pick it back up. ive just been watching thai bl dramas these last two or so weeks, but thats barely a hobby and definitely not an interest i would want to share. i was looking into learning thai. i think thats somethig i can try to get into as well. reading, hiking, and learning thai. i think it would be much easier to dedicate myself to these things if i had someone to do them with. i was interested in penpals, i even looked on reddit, but something about it scares me. i could maybe try just an email penpal, but that seems extra pathetic (especially finding one on a subreddit). thats probably how i ended up here, talking to myself. i know the only person to read these will probably be myself. i think i just want people to care about me and be interested in what i have going on, even though its not much.ill try to post a lot here, im not sure what about though, maybe about everything. i have a lot of thoughts; i talk to myself a lot.

while im here i guess i can start just talking about my day. i went to work, which was pretty normal. my friend asked me to come to her house today, since its her sisters birthday. at first i really didnt want to because i feel like her sister hates me, but i saw a tweet the other day that said something about accepting invites sand leaving your house even when you dont want to, so i ended up going. i was talking to my coworkers about it today, i was even debating staying aat work an extra 3 hours. it wasnt as bad as i thought it would be. i ate dinner with her family (her mom, dad, and two sisters) and her other friend. ive hung out with her and her friend a couple times; i like her. then we sang happy birthday and ate dessert. its easy talking to her family, but her other friend being there definitely helped. i still felt a little left out, since shes been close to that family for years now, but nothing can be perfect. then we played a game for a little bit until her friend, sister, and i left around 9:30. her mom makes really good food. then i came home and just watched a few episodes of this thai drama, love mechanics, and scrolled through tiktok. for some reason i was feeling sad, so i decided to revive this blog. ill probably watch a few more episodes then go to sleep. i dont have work again until thursday. next week im only working two days, which sucks, but i can try to ask for hours. bye!

[daveth-isnt-dead]

Coalescence was so good!!!! I absolutely loved the story and how you wrote the relationship between Viktor and the MC. Since it was made obvious that she'll follow him to hell and back, how do you think she'd fit into the events of season 2? Would love to know your thoughts!

So sorry for the late reply! I wanted to get my thoughts together and give you something substantial. First of all, I'm so thrilled that you enjoyed Coalescence, i had such a great time writing it, i honestly havent written anything that quickly in a very very long time. It means a lot that so many people have liked it. So thank you. NOW! the question. part of the reason i didn't intend to write a sequel is actually because i was having such trouble trying to work out a satisfactory ending for the two of them with the direction season two goes in. im a sucker for a happy ending and it was almost impossible for me to find one, unfortunately, but here are a few ways i see it going. Under the cut because i talk a lot.

1. plot continues as normal, sky dies, attack on the council and MC, furious at Jayce's decision to use the hexcore despite viktor asking him not to, follows him to the commune. their relationship would be strange, she is still very much in love with him, but he's distant and unable to reciprocate the way he used to. given her disposition, i imagine that this actually makes her a little bit obsessive. she never gets the 'healing' treatment, because she knows it takes a lot of energy from him and she doesnt need it (shes lying, it's because she's afraid she wont love him the same way anymore lol). I like to think that she develops a weird sort of friendship with Jinx when they show up, i have some dialog for her and MC in my head that makes me laugh. Ultimately, Jayce shows up and kills viktor as normal (he definitely makes some sort of jab about her being viktor's pet because he is not himself rn) but cannot make himself kill her even though she begs him to. Likely because he knows she cant hurt anyone. Then when Ambessa shows up, she refuses to give up viktor's body and gets killed there because she just isnt a fighter. RIP MC. 2. If she's in the council room when the attack happens she pushes viktor out of the way, it's that simple. this idea probably has the least meat on it. i think viktor still gets very injured, but she would either die immediately or if i wanted to get very spicy, she gets to become the machine herald, how fun! i don't think i would go in this direction though, it's a bit too much of an AU for me, even though it is very fun to imagine. 3. unfortunately the true and canon ending for her most likely is that she gets eaten by the hexcore. i think having someone else who already knows about his augmentation would be enough to stop viktor from trying again without getting more shimmer. so sky gets to live (a victory, honestly, i love her) and then, when the attack on the council happens, the hexcore doesnt have enough power to heal viktor and MC realises this, at first feeding it some blood, some hair (maybe a tooth cause i think that would be yucky in a way i enjoy) but ultimately she realises that it isnt enough. asks jayce to tell viktor she loves him, and then lets the hexcore devour her. by this metric she would still be present for season 2, but only in the same way sky is. because im a sucker for a good ending, i keep toying with this idea that she somehow manages to get herself tangled in the anomaly and because she doesnt have a body anymore she ends up spread across all universes at once. mage viktor would be very surprised to see her, because i think this is the only universe that this has happened in lol. dunno how i would resolve this, but i would like her to find a way to help teleport jayce and viktor somewhere safe after the end of the series and then they can stay together! im possibly considering the nice AU that Ekko visits but logistics on that are confusing. this is all just rambling at this point, but im always cooking. gah, i talked a lot. i hope this made at least some sense, there's a reason im not actively writing a followup and it's that this is all still such a tangled mess in my head. if i figure it out im sure i'll write something. feedback on my mess of ideas is very welcome and thanks again for letting me know that you enjoyed Coalescence, i do have an unrelated viktor fic coming soonish, so keep an eye out!

[womansohe4rtless]

my friend tried to kill herself and we crack jokes in the hospital room about the causes and effects and i love her but goddamn was it hard to stay awake i thought i was going to throw up after that spicy marg but i didnt and she kept drinking and now its all gone ive fallen off the horse but im still running beside it and i hope that i can get a second to breathe soon i couldnt recognize myself in the mirror on monday and i got up anyways and went to class i think i might have some kind of weird relationship with food but ive been eating scones with soft butter even though its so expensive and ive been healing i think my sister is still so incredibly stupid but at least i dont have to hear about it all the time and get unreasonably upset about the fact that we dont talk anymore and nothing ever changes but nothing stays the same my friend from back home is ghosting me even though we live a mere 10 minute bus ride away and it hurts i think even though i dont really think about her much my roommate is going back to toronto and might drop out but ive done it too and i think that everything will all work out itll all work out itll all work out itll all work out my parents are coming in two days and i wont tell them i want to sleep and im so aimless but i will say that i love the city and i love living here and im grateful every day for my life even if i wake up at 1pm after getting home at 6 and i miss my classes and its not even that i learn anything i just love a ritual and i was going to go get a job today but i think it has to wait another little bit and i have work to do but i think maybe its ok to eat some tinned fish and let my hair dry i never used to shower in the morning but now i dont always shower at night i want to be like the elif batuman character and go for runs and pretend everything is fine and study linguistics but then discover nothing can explain our little chatty quirks and give it up and study something so much better i.e. philosophy but i skipped the linguistics part and went straightt into this degree that i think i love but also i didnt really have a choice i need to pay for school next semester but i cant figure out how to believe that i can get money somehow i dont think ill ever be famous but maybe people can know me a little bit i have to be on the radio hosting a show soon but i cant force myself to want to actually forcing myself to do anything nowadays is so fucking hard but ive never had a mental illness and i think im too dutch to linger on myself too much i have this thing that i say all the time to my friends and i repeat it to myself it the mirror "you think too much about yourself" and i havent cried in six to eight months properly but i think i might pick it up as a hobby maybe i just need a hobby ive been reading a french translation of a milan kundaris book (rip king) and the woman roughly says "why do men never give what i give in return" and she says this to her partner and he wonders why she thinks this because its really fuckin stupid to him and he says "you know what i think about? war." and i thought that was really funny and i laughed out loud on the metro and the days are getting colder and the burning of limbs doesnt happen quite as bad and the burn is just skin or whatever and i type with these long red nails i stole from the drug store and im relearning how to speak and talk and interact with people even though i think im a linguistic terestrial bipedal animal and i saw a cool show on monday and only got five hours of sleep and i play euchre and sometimes i win and i just cant believe that she tried to kill herself but at least she came and woke me up if she died without letting me know i wouldve been really upset and i really dont tend towards emotion if you couldve heard the 911 call i made you would think that im a robot and my friend said i sounded like one in the hospital room last night i think that i need a little handycam and to get better and out of this rut im always in a rut it seems

also i just remebered that wherever you go you bring yourself with you and this is significant because i never feel at home anywhere i am i always feel alien im always an alien i need to become a professor at small liberal arts universities in rural canada and move every two years because i dont know how someone could stay where they are for longer than that i love this life that i have but i need to restart pretty regularly but im stuck here for at least two years then i move and go to winnipeg or saskatoon or calgary or up north maybe i go to yukon or iqualuit and i do a masters then i go to europe for a doctorate and come back parading around because i finally made my grandma happy and i send postcards and i tell my friends ill see them later because later is indefinite and saying see you in five years sounds gross and sad but later is always sometime sooner it feels and i want to be a ghost i need to be a ghost i want to wander into peoples lives and leave them but sometimes drop back in just to say hello over coffee and hour before i need to be at the airport my isolation feels key to my mission on earth and although i dont talk to God all the time i think i feel him residing in my soul and i know that my soul infuses everything i touch and if i ever get married it needs to be a tall protestant dutch man whos nice to me and likes to be around me and i dont know if ill ever find a man like that but desires not a crime my life is spinning out i need to smoke a dart but i dont want to spend money on cigs i have a matchbook i stole from a bar and i think we should bring back lighting belmonts with matches its so rare we get to hold fire in our hands the smoke pit is a gift if your a bullshitter like me i heard that run clubs are the new dating apps but i think that running with people usually sucks and having anyone i could potentially be interested in see me like that would give them the ick and i think its good to be alone, at least until summer when i can go sit on a patio and drink a light beer my friend showed me coffee tonics and i think i could die happy if i had one in my hand all the time and i have a pink moka pot and life always works out for me because every day on this earth is another day that i get to drink my coffee and eat tuna and see little dogs and sit in the library and sunbathe in the park and listen to amy winehouse and exist in a moment

[quwh]

“i was left that day, i have to catch up.” so he realises its the same fate as geto right? do you think he regrets it? even though he thought what geto did was bad/wrong. he got the same fate in the end. so was it really worth it to stay “good” in the end they both got turned “evil” and were used. of course, because they were the strongest weapon. to jujutsu society and kenjaku. do you think he regrets not killing suguru, now that hes gonna experience his dead body being used? regrets not chasing after him, if the fates the same anyway? but was it worth it to him the time he spent with his students. who at lesst yuuji and yuta didnt see him as just the strongest. who saw him as gojo sensei and only that. yuta who was the only one who stood up for him while discussing what to do with gojos body. do you think he felt an immense amount of regret? or was he angry? wss he upset? or was he happy with hjs fate, the same as geto. “and you sufdenly realize youre not 17 anymore, and you havent been for a while” maybe gojo never grew up, he was the gojo who was left by geto near the kfc. or was he the gojo who got killed by toji, the trauma he processed differently as geto. “YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK! YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK! YOU CAN BITE AND SCRATCH BUT YOU CAN NEVER GO BACK!” dont you think he wishes to go back in time? jusy to be with geto who was tje strongest. so he wasnt so lonely? “it was a long time ago. it doesnt matter anymore. and yet i cannot let it go. i cannot let it go”

but also, if he gave permission to use his body. in the end he only saw himself as a tool as well. “are you gojo sayoru because youre thr strongest or are you the strongest hecause your gojo satoru” the answer was always hes gojo because hes yhr strongest. or maybe it wasnt. maybe it was the day he became the strongest as geto stated. or maybe. it wss from the day he was born? where he “altered the balance of the universe” people wanyed to kill gojo when he was so young. why? cause hes gojo? no it didnt matter who he was, he was the strongest. he was never gojo satoru to the jujutsu society. he was the strongest with six eyes and limitless.

i wonder how gojo felt while fighting sukuna? he was happy he had someone to finally give it his all? did a little part of him feel less lonely? knowing he found someone stronger than him. because “nah, id win” but if he was 100% sure he wouldnt hvae thought about whag woulfnhappen to his body after he dies rught? i wonder how he felt while fighting sukuna. i wonder if he was happy. he was, i think. yes staying alive was well, but it was lonely. but ifhe dies, by sukuna. he will die knowing he was strong, but nkt the only one. and in the after life, he saw geto again didnt he? and nanami and haibara. i hope he was happy. for a little while, before his body was taken over. while he wss figjting sukuna, i hopehe was happy.

i hope no one sees this cause its embarassing im going insane

[ghostieyanyan]

Have you heard of the musical Ride the Cyclone? I thought of an MC who’s inspired by Jane Doe. They died and lost their head somewhere so they got isekai’d into twisted wonderland with a doll head to replace their lost one instead and they walk around with their headless doll. They have no memory of who they used to be and they’re very naive about how things work in the new world they’re transported to. If anyone of the boys goes Yandere for Jane Doe!Mc, any one of the would take advantage of their amnesia and keep them to theirselves. Which one of the boys do you think would be the most manipulative when it comes to stealing Jane Doe!Mc?

If you don’t know the musical, feel free to skip.

i havent seen the musical, but i love the idea of just some twst yandere taking advantage of amnesia mc. like they would use mc to make them their perfect little play thing or "help" them find themselves, only to hurt them with betrayal. also i know that a good handfull of the twst characters are sadistic but im gonna just list a few (cause if i went their all of them, qwq, this will be a very long post xD)

Also there’s only one drawing in this post (because it felt weird not not include one so ye) but it’s mainly fanfic and I’ll be labeled it as fanfic and not as fanfic plus art… if that’s cool owo

~Amnesia!Mc~

Yan!Ace x mc x Yan!Deuce

Yan!Lilia x mc

Yan!Rook x mc

Yan!Trey x mc

Warning: yandere, manipulation, stalking, threats, hint of murder, mention of war and starvation, hunting, displaying you like a animal(?), kidnapping,

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Ace and Deuce

Why are these two together? cause they are chaotic together and i love how it can be wholesome at times.

In the relationship, they both agreed to help mc and also show them the ropes of twisted wonderland. Deuce, more on the side of helping mc with finding themself, because he understands how it can be very difficult at times. But he also doesn't want mc to go home so soon. Ace, more on the side of wanting mc to stay in twisted wonderland, but also help them find themself with him and deuce in mind. They basically agreed to be the opposite sides to the same coin.

They'll, of course, fight with each other on how to help you. what thing are most important for you to work on right now? but they overall want the same thing. but they are still very mischievous when they want to be.

Example, Ace will in intentional start fights with deuce to show mc that they'll be so lost without you to step in to help. or even, when they get into a situation that they need your help to solve.

"only their perfect can save them. don't leave them alone. they'd be lost without you."

But deuce, he would show you the amazing things that twisted wonderland could offer and see if you like anything or dislike it. i imagine he has a book with all your like and dislikes, your taste, favorite food and drinks, how you like certain things or your hobbies. plus if you forget anything, he'll be there to help.

if someone outside their group ask about their strange behavior with you, they will deny it all. but if this person keeps digging, ace and deuce will show them how protective they can be.

if you asked about their strange behavior, they'll just tell you that you're imagining things.

"maybe its some of your old memories coming back? but they don't make sense? strange..."

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Lilia

"Awww what a cute little human that lost their way~ it reminds me of when i met Silver~ so cute~"

this man will 100% use your amnesia to make you into his play thing. he could mold you into a sibling for Silver. he could mold you into a great warrior for malleus, side by side with sebek. or he can even mold you to be his and his alone.

with his years of experience of life, he'll show you anything you wish to see and make your dreams come true. he'll tell you stories, a mix between fairy tales to myths to his very own experiences. he'll show you everything and anything, for the price of your name~

he's given you no reason on not to trust him. Lilia takes great care of you when you first came to his world. i mean with tweedldee and tweedledumber, plus that beast cat, you'll likely be dead by the first week.

Lilia takes every opportunity to take you away to diasomnia and cares for you. with a high secured castle plus luxury food, he tried to feed you his meet one time and you fell into a coma for a week... maybe the vegs were bad?

if you had an issue with this arrangement, he'll gladly show you the dangerous of this world without his aid. he'll show you a small unimportant war that was just west coast of the main land. all the deaths and threats, the horrors in peoples faces. how some people became mad and turn against their own kind for a glimpse of hope in their future, only for it to be ripe away when they get caught. Lilia will also show you the horror that are not necessarily violent like war. hungry starving kids and families that had to turn to stealing just to make sure they're guaranteed a place in tomorrow. he'll tell you that the cycle repeats whether people like it or not.

"That's why its safer to be with me. the world is a cruel place, a place that a sweet angel like you doesnt belong. this place also has a good handful of cueal people aswell. youre not even garentee that crowel will find a way home for you, he doesnt even know that place! thats why its safer with me. ill keep you safe. now rest... youve had a very long day..."

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Rook

the beauty of it all! To Rook, you are like a blank piece of paper waiting for a poet to spill their silk words on you. you're like a caterpillar waiting for some leaves to turn into a chrysalis and then to your turn form as a beautiful butterfly~

Rook doesn't have any ill intent for you but he merely aims to preserve your pure innocents. in his words, keep your angelic wings white from the impurities of the world. he will not hesitate to strike down anything or any one that wants you to fall, or cover your wings in their mud.

he admits, its difficult to learn anything about you when you don't even remember who you are, but in a way its beautiful for him. like a bird learning how to fly.

if you ask him about his view on beauty, he'll gladly show you all the beauties in the world. hell show you how some things look scary or mysterious can look enchanted. but if anything ugly comes in your way, he'll shield you from it and make it disappear on the face of twisted wonderland.

if you dont like what hes doing and you try to run from him.. lets say Rook loves a good hunt. He will not stop until he finds his butterfly. of course, he doesn't want to hurt you, or even dirty you in any means, but he will threaten you. Rook would say that if anything bad would happen to you, to not have the light in your eyes that he loves so much, he'll display you like those beautiful insect display in a museum. you'll forever be part of his display from his hunts.

but you dont want that to happen right? he wants you to live! to fly with the other butterflies.

but maybe Night Raven College is no place for a fragile butterfly like you to be in. he doesnt might taking you away for only his eyes to see. he'll take great care of you.

"what do you say~?"

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Trey

Whether Trey likes it or not, he takes great care of his dorm, like a big brother or even a dad for some. so when he saw you, his instict took over and he immediately was worried for you.

"did you eat yet? how's your day? anyone giving you a hard time? are ace and deuce causing trouble for you? you look pale! come on, follow me. we have some treats in Heartslabyul that will make you feel better"

to say he spoils you with sweets is an understatement, and if you are craving sweets then he'll gladly make you something else. don't worry about repaying him. you're smile and well being are perfect payment.

even though Trey has a very busy schedule, being the vice housewarden, being part of the science club, taken care of his house, plus riddle, he still makes time for you.

a lot of people wonders how but like magic, he makes it works. for some, its a little creepy. Trey starts to show up, like he knows your schedule like the back of his hand. always with treats and a drink in hand.

if there are people causing you trouble, or in trey's eyes, people he does not approves of. he'll tell you in a "im just looking out for you manner."

Trey will get you, sit you down, hands you some treats and talks to you about his "issues" with your friends. he might just say some things that make you see your friends in a different light. the type of light that makes you not rely on them too much. But you can rely on Trey if anything comes up.

also whether he sees you in the light of a sibling or a partner, you're not 100% sure which one. but all the things he does for you... is coming from the heart..

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[velvetxkissesx]

come home

izuku midoriya x fem coded reader

after Izuku leaves UA, you and the rest of your class make the decision to drag him back kicking and screaming if you needed to. you go over the recent events that led you up to that moment in time.

WARNINGS: SPOOIIILLEEERRRS FOR SEASON SIX SO IF YOU HAVENT WATCHED OR READ THE MANGA YOU’VE BEEN WARNED. violence, lots of cussing because of katsuki bakugo being present, extremely unedited and unread, it’s so long I hate it so much but I’m posting it anyways because I’ve been obsessed with this idea. it’s a little angsty I suppose

“You know he isn’t going to come easily, right?” You mumbled to Bakugo, as you two walked out of the security gate side by side. The rest of your class behind you.

“Yeah yeah, I’ve kicked his ass once, I’ll do it again and drag him back by his stupid hair,” Bakugo tightened his gauntlets before he looked at you, and finally realized how terrified you were, “Hey, this is going to work idiot, we all have things we need to say to him."

You all made your way, following the gps Endeavor had for him. Everyone’s nerves were high, maneuvering through the streets. There was no way you guys were going to fail this mission. Not when it was something this important. For someone this important.

"Over here, I found him."

-----a few days after izuku left UA

"Bakugo she's still HEALING!" You could hear a loud commotion outside of your hotel room. There wasn't much left in you to care though, not when you were rereading the same scribbled out note that was on your bed. It was even right next to your favorite flower.

You have to understand that not telling you about One for All was hard. There were a lot of times that I wanted to turn to you, but I couldn't. Don't be mad at Kacchan for knowing and not saying anything either, I made him swear. I have so much that I want to tell you, but that will have to wait for now. I am sorry I kept this a secret from you of all people.. You almost died, he almost killed you because he gathered what you meant to me. I have to stay away from UA, away from you, to keep you all safe.

I hope you can forgive me..

Izuku.

Your door busted open, Bakugo being held back by Sero and Denki. He looked at you, and then at the paper in your hands.

"Stop crying and get your ass up, we need to figure this out." Bakugo threw a bag with your uniform in it at you. You looked up at him and the other guys and waved them out of the room so you could get dressed.

......

"Todoroki, I might punch your dad," You mumbled, and the taller boy looked down at you while you all waited to corner him in the principal's office.

"You were just released from the hospital after your heart was slightly punctured, I don't think punching the number one hero is in your best interest," Todoroki half-way joked with you, before his tone went serious again, "If you do it though, you'll have my support."

All of you walked into the principal's office, and Endeavor looked shocked at first before he sighed. He almost seemed to just accept the fact the entirety of Class 1-A was standing in front of him. None of you were happy with him. Bakugo explained to him why you guys needed to go, and you backed up his statement. The two of you, and Todoroki staring down the number one hero. Endeavor tried to argue and talk him out of it, but the principal wouldn't budge. Instead he gave you the okay to track down Midoriya, and bring him back.

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Your feet ran faster than you should have been able to, considering it wasn't too long ago your heart was in pretty bad shape. None of that mattered though, your best friend was there. He was there and you were close enough to reach him. You could reach him. All of you were in the area soon enough, Todoroki using his ice to subdue the villain Midoriya was fighting even further. Yaoyorozu helping imprison him even longer.

He didn't even look the same anymore, not even just because he hadn't bathed in who knew how long. His usually bright green eyes were dull, and tired now. You didn't know what you wanted to do more, hug him or punch him for leaving you all behind like that. He was looking around slowly, trying to assess the situation. Finally though, his eyes landed on you.

For a moment he looked relieved, but then his face dropped again.

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Izuku watched in horror as the black and red shards shot out of Shigaraki, but he wasn't aiming for him. No instead they went for their target, you. One went straight through your chest, another hitting your shoulder, another hitting your leg.

You didn't scream, you didn't even panic. Instead your clouded eyes focused on the one thing that always calmed you down. Izuku Midoriya, with his beautiful green hair, and matching green eyes. The boy that felt like spring to you. You wanted him to be the last thing you saw.

Izuku couldn't move as he watched the blood you coughed up trickle out of the corner of your mouth. Your once bright colored suit now soaked red. Before you went limp, before your eyes closed for what Izuku thought was for good, you said something. Izuku couldn't hear it though, because before he could even process what had happened to you, Bakugo was injured just the same.

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“I don't understand, why are you here?" He looked everywhere but you, which made you want to punch him even more.

"We were worried about you," You stepped more towards Bakugo, making sure he couldn't just ignore you. Izuku's eyes flickered towards you again. He grabbed his mask and started to stand up.

"That's nice, but I'm fine really, no need for concern," He put his mask back on his face, "So leave."

Bakugo started to clap.

"Oh yeah, great speech! Wasn't that great?" Bakugo looked at you, you knew he was trying to keep you on track, "Just what we wanted from the famous One For All successor! Real talk, are you able to smile right now?"

"In order to smile.. For everyone to live in peace.." He stood up, and maybe you were just trying to convince yourself but you swore you could've felt him looking at you through his mask, "I have to go, I'm sorry."

Izuku got ready to move, and you took in a deep breath. All of your classmates were already prepared for this, for him to go this route. There was no way he was going to let it happen without a fight.

"You're going to have to make us, ya busted-ass All Might wannabe!" Bakugo taunted.

"We had a feeling that's what you were going to say," Iida sighed, "Let's do this class!"

"You're coming home Izuku." You clenched your fists

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You knew it was Bakugo when there was one quick knock, followed by your door handle being shaken, and then more knocks coming after. You opened the door and he shoved a costume case at you, followed by a bag of your fixed up support equipment.

"We have his location, we are going to get him now, and you're coming," Bakugo grumbled, and you raised an eyebrow, "Don't give me that stupid face, I know what the principal said about you hanging back, and I don't give a shit,"

"You guys can do this without me," You sighed and turned into your room. Bakugo let out an annoyed sigh, followed by a lot of mumbling that you could only assume would piss you off if he said it out loud.

"Look, just because your heart got a tiny little hole in it, doesn't mean that you're not capable of helping!" Bakugo snapped, and he grabbed your shoulders to turn you towards him, "That damn idiot needs to see you, standing up, walking, and talking, or else all of this goes to shit!"

"I don't understand why I am such a crucial part to this working!" You shouted, the tears stinging your eyes, "I mean it's not like we were that close anymore, not since we started work-studies! You and Todoroki will be there, Iida will be there, everyone else will be there I don't understand why it all falls apart if I don't come!"

"Do I have to spell this shit out for you? You aren't just a friend to him, just like he isn't for you," Bakugo's tone seemed to soften, even if he was still talking at the same obnoxious volume, "Look, we both have shit that we have to say to him, things we have to confess, so get dressed and come the fuck on,"

You blinked a few times, trying to figure out how Bakugo knew about your feelings for your best friend. It wasn't something you had really shared with anyone.

"You knocked out on the battlefield, you didn't see him after we got stabbed, for a second I thought the idiot might actually rip Shigaraki's ass into pieces," Bakugo's voice was finally quieter, "Once he was on the ground, and he was looking at what we all thought was you lyin' there dead, he told you he loved you, that he was in love with you,"

"W-what?"

"That's why I am saying we need you to help us, he needs to see you okay again, and maybe then we will have a better chance to get through to him."

You nodded your head.

Before you lost consciousness after being stabbed, you told Izuku the same thing.

That you loved him.

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Everyone had been trying to talk to him, but he just kept trying to run. That was until he fell into your trap. Todoroki was the next line of defense after you, but Izuku wasn't showing any sign of moving once he saw you. He actually dropped once he spotted you on the roof. His mask had fallen off and you were finally getting a good look at his face.

"I am trying to protect you, you have to let me go," Izuku's voice cracked a little, but you shook your head and stepped towards him. He didn't run or back away, he stayed still.

"I am so.. so angry with you," You tried your best to keep your temper and your voice even, "Do you remember, a few nights before the battle even happened, when we were sitting in your dorm room?

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"I'm happy that I've had you for such a long time, you know that?" Izuku's words caught you off guard, both of you turning red, "I just, I mean, because we are best friends and-"

You looked at him, and gave a small smile, "I'm happy that I have you too, Izuku."

Neither one of you could find the right thing to say next. So instead you both just sat on his bed, and changed the subject to other little things going on. There was one difference though, your pinkies stayed right next to each other, just barely overlapping.

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"I had so much more that I wanted to say, but I was too scared to," You stepped closer, "But I'm not scared anymore, so Izuku what I really wanted to say that day, what I said to you after Shigaraki-"

"I know, at least I think I do," Izuku whispered, and you stopped, "Which is just another reason why I have to go, I have to get as far away from you as possible, so that he can't use you against me again."

"Do you really think you being gone is going to stop him from targeting the school? From targeting us?!" You finally let the tears come out, "I am so sorry that you had to see that happen to me, I should have moved faster, but if you think you know what I was going to say that day, then you know why I am not giving up until I know you're safe!"

Izuku stepped forward, and pushed your hair off of your forehead. His lips were chapped, but they still felt so soft against your skin. Both of you seemed to be stuck in time like that, his lips just barely kissing your forehead. There was a silent apology in that moment, a silent confession. Before you could reach for his hand and let him know that it was okay, and that you really did feel it too, he was gone. Todoroki's ice wall was the next thing to catch him. The next plan was in motion.

"We are with you! You don't have to face anything alone!" Tsu shouted at him and the ice began to shake. You ran to the edge of the building, and watched.

"Have you considered this might be exactly what All For One wants?!" Todoroki yelled, "He could go after UA while we are distracted here! You've worn yourself out, and you still don't have a lead on the League, so stop this!"

"Izuku you need a new plan!" You shouted, using your quirk to get up onto the ice with Todoroki so he could hear you, "We are more than ready to help you do just that!"

"If you actually want to save our school, then instead of abandoning it, come back and fight for it!" Todoroki held out an arm to protect you from slipping on the ice that was still struggling to hold Izuku, even though Todoroki was forming even more to try and hold him, "Let's stand together and protect UA!"

'"You can't be near me!" Izuku struggled against the ice.'"You can't be near me!" Izuku struggled against the ice.

"You don't get to make that decision for us!" You yelled, grabbing Todoroki's arm to steady yourself, "Izuku please!"

"You could all die! This is a fight that is destined to take place, between One for All and All for One, the rest of you can't keep up!" Izuku finally broke out of the ice, and Todoroki got you two off of the ice. You looked at him defeated but he gave you a firm nod and got ready for the next phase.

Bakugo was helping Iida get to him. Kaminari placed a firm hand on your shoulder. He was trying to reassure you, silently, as you all cheered for Iida. You flinched forward a little bit, your heart still too exhausted to be doing all of this. Sero and Kaminari both helped you back down onto the ground, where Kirishima was trying to catch them.

"Stop trying to run away from us," You stepped away from the other two boys, walking towards Izuku more, "Don't you get it? We aren't giving up on you, we all agree it is time for you to come back,"

"I wish I could, but I.. I am too scared, there are a lot of people that me coming back could cause trouble for," Izuku's voice was cracking. You grabbed Bakugo's shoulder.

"Do it." You whispered.

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"When you said that you have things you needed to confess to him, do I have some competition to worry about?" You opened the door, and Bakugo scoffed before he shook his head.

"No, dumbass, I just owe the idiot an apology," He mumbled, his eyes avoiding your own wide ones, "I owe you one too, but you're going to have to wait,"

"Awe Kacchan, I always knew you were still our friiieennnddd." You teased, trying to lighten both of your moods. The three of you grew up together, and although Bakugo didn't shove you as far away as he did Izuku.. He still distanced himself enough from you.

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The crowd reacted the way you had all expected them too. Izuku had tried to sneak off, but you grabbed his hand. The two of you looked at one another, but he stayed silent. He squeezed your hand slightly. Uraraka was the one to try and take a stand though, floating above the crowd while she defended why he needed to be there. You only let him go when Kota broke through the crowd, running for the boy who once saved him. You stepped back, standing by Bakugo as you watched the crowd change their minds.

"You still need to tell him y'know?" Bakugo muttered, nudging you slightly, "If I could apologize to Izuku in front of our entire class, you can tell him you love him, let it be in private later, but you have to do it,"

"I will, but first he needs to rest, plus Denki was right he needs to take a damn bath."

The boys took charge of making sure that Izuku got a bath. Judging by all of the noise, you could only assume it was going well. You got out of a quick shower, and made your way back to your room. The boys were going to be there awhile, and you were sure that it wouldn't be the right time to have that conversation now. You opened your door though, and let out a scream at the fact there was already another person standing in there.

"I'M SORRY KACCHAN MADE ME COME UP HERE AND WAIT I THOUGHT YOU KNEW!" Izuku's hands frantically waved around as he rushed forward to apologize.

"That idiot really needs to understand that it was more than just a tiny hole," You mumbled, rubbing your chest, "Zuku stop saying you're sorry, it is okay, I just wasn't expecting you, I thought you were still in the bath,"

"Some of the guys still are," Izuku's eyes were focused on where the scar was just barely showing out of your tank top. You closed your door, and grabbed his hand. You were certain he stopped breathing when you put his hand against the left side of your chest.

"It wasn't your fault that I got hurt, I was trying to help you, I knew the risk," You whispered, holding his hand against your heartbeat, "He managed to hit right beside my heart, so it wasn't punctured all the way through, but there was a lot of bleeding, the medics fixed it though,"

Izuku's eyes filled with tears again, as he stared at where his hand was resting. You only moved his hand, so you could hug him. You wrapped your arms around his torso, and pressed your face into his chest. His arms wrapped back around you, his face pressing into your hair. The two of you stood there like that, crying with each other. Taking in the fact that you were both okay, you were both alive.

"I couldn't hear you that day, when you told me, it wasn't until a couple days ago when the moment replayed in my head that I realized what you said," Izuku pulled back, and pulled you back too, "I came to see you before I left, you were asleep, all hooked up to machines and out of surgery for them to fix what quirks couldn't, they said that they were just waiting for you to wake up but that they didn't know when that was going to happen.."

"I didn't until a few days after you left, then I found your note and," You trailed off before you took a deep breath, "Izuku, there is so much happening right now, and I know that everything is a little tense and scary, so maybe it isn't the right time but we both know that there is a lot we need to lay out for each other, so can we just.."

"I love you," You could barely hear him, but he said it first, "You're right, things are tense and scary, we don't know much for certain, but I know how I feel about you, and I can't let myself be scared about that anymore, but before this can be anything I.. I mean we have to defeat All for One, and I would like to do that with you by my side.."

Both of you were still crying, but you knew it wasn't just guilt or sadness anymore. They were happy tears too. You were both convinced the other was in danger, and for the first time in weeks you both felt at ease. Just standing with each other, holding onto each other. Izuku’s feelings finally out on the table. No more ‘I have so much to say’, no more beating around the bush. He loved you, in the same way you loved him. So even though you knew he was right, and it wasn’t the time or place for you both to cross that line between friends and lovers..

"I love you, so much, I have for awhile now before you had One for All, before you were this big hero with the fate of the world on his shoulders," You put your hands on his chest, "So now it’s time for you to share that burden, with me, with everybody here, because we are in this together Izuku Midoriya,”

Originally you were just going to kiss his cheek, but he grabbed your face and kissed you. Both of your cheeks were still wet with tears, but you didn’t care. His lips were still chapped, but you didn’t care. It was a quick moment, maybe not even the most romantic, but you didn’t care. His hands stayed on your face, and you both kept eye contact.

“When this is all over, I owe you a date.” Izuku whispered, and you agreed.

The two of you walked down to join everyone else in the common room. Bakugo was glaring at you, waiting for confirmation, and took it as a sign when you held up your middle finger at him discreetly. There was also the fact Izuku hadn’t let go of your hand as he talked to everyone else. After you got to scold All Might for letting Izuku do this.. You and Izuku eventually ended up falling asleep together on the couch. His head resting against your chest, instantly soothed by the sound of your heartbeat. Your hand was in his hair, still gently playing with it before you slipped into an even deeper sleep.

“Should we move them to their beds?” Kirishima looked at the two of you tangled together on the couch. Todoroki shook his head, and put a blanket over you both.

“Nah, they’re not letting each other go anytime soon.” Bakugo defended you two, and he even took it upon himself to sleep on the other couch.. Just in case of course.

[subway-boss-jericho]

Hey all! Announcement stuff!

Thank you to everyone who has been very patient with me. I swear to god i could turn into one of those Ao3 authors thats like "hahaha sorry i havent updated in so long i died and then came back to life and then i had to work 7 jobs" and im being so fucking brave about it!! ANYWAYS THATS NOT WHAT THIS IS ABOUT!

Tomorrow is the 1 Year anniversary of steady tracks chapter 1! 🥳(and also my birthday. yes that was on purpose)

So! I wanted to give you all some updates and stuff to look forward to because oh god it sure has been an entire fucking year since I uploaded stuff and I refuse to feel bad about it but my brain is trying so hard to make me! I am working on chapter 2. Progress has been terribly slow because of severe life events, thank you for your understanding.

So!! What's next? Well, over the summer I am really fucking hoping to finish chapter 2. I know I keep saying this but literally i stg. I'm going apeshit. do you know how hard it is to think about something for an entire year and never have the time, motivation, or energy at the same time to make it exist?? fucked up!! Before that though, I have a few things.

I TOLD you all that I would talk about an AU of mine, whichever was highest voted in that strawpoll I did, and then surprise i fuckin didnt do that. I would very very much like to do that! The problem, I realized, is that I operate super hard on a reactionary basis so I am not prone to talking about anything that is mine until prompted about it or given permission. Fucking, Wack. This is my house. I should be cringe and free but nooooo. Anyways, because of this, I am planning on doing 2 things -> Actually tell you guys about spirit keeper! You all voted for him back when, and especially with that ✨Fucking, Gorgeous✨ commission from Fronomeeps I got (for me birthday :]) I really really really want to do that. And post my art more. and shit like that. seriously i need to get out of my head or I'll explode. someone needs to scream about how cool these stories are with me or I'll dissolve. -> I am thinking of doing a day long event where I stream an Aggie/(Magma?) where I draw my AUs and let people hop in to join in (as long as it stays on topic!) as well as answering as many asks as I can about my many aus and basically setting you guys up to trick me into infodumping. Because let me tell you i have a year and a halfs worth of words in my head and i am 100% confident ingo and emmet enjoyers would really like to hear them. So I wanna do a big ask party Q&A and really get things rolling!! Hopefully with drawings and doodles involved! as a celebration for myself, and as a way to open up to the greater fandom (Please leave a comment if you think that sounds cool, I'm trying to gauge interest because if i went all out and no one showed up it would be Extremely Depressing!)

ON! THAT! TOPIC!!! I am actively (literally interspersed with as I am typing this) making a UQUIZ about all of my significant AUs. For the record, there are 23 results on this quiz. I currently only have 3/23 final results completed, but it is my active focus over the weekend to finish as many of those as I can to try and complete the entire thing within a week or less. Also poking at my phrasing here, when I say my significant aus I Mean It, I have more than 23, but these 23 are the ones with stories tangible enough to start somewhere and elaborate on. I have about 10 that I would consider my main AUs, but some of the smaller ones are huge sleeper favorites.

SO YEAH!!! PLEASE LOOK FORWARD TO THAT AND LET ME KNOW IF YOU'RE INTERESTED!! I really wanna do fun stuff and get to know people in the fandom more than just. that person who wrote 1 chapter of a cool fic that one time. I have so much more to offer and I struggle so much to offer it. Please draw me out of my shell, I wish to enter the fandom sphere 🥺

thank you for giving me a great year <3 ((and hopefully the next one will be better <3))

[bunnys-lil-hideout]

you are your f/os first ever love. they were so invested with their life long dream and inevitable career path that they never glanced much at relationships. their friends and family had their fair share, but not them.

but it started when you met them, whether through their career or out of work hours. you took a liking to them. their personality spoke out to you. they had a charm that sparkled to your eyes. their attitude and behavior just hit the right places. you hung out with them a bit outside their work, and if you got lucky, during their breaks.

you caught the feelings for them. it was bound to happen. not only that, but you knew it was going to be one sided. they loved the life they had already. they had a good reputation, a stable schedule, a job to keep them busy. they were set. and you were fine with it, you guess. you'll just wait for the feelings to die out over time, or you'll run into someone new.

but then they change.

you notice a shift in them. its subtle at first. they twitched more in places where they kept steady, they were noisy when trying to work quietly, they made a lil more mistakes than usual. then it hot more severe. a growing frequency in clumsiness, a voice that now easily cracked, a blank canvas that quickly showed deep color.

you thought, 'something must have happened. are they alright?' you worry for them as the signs become more visible day to day. 'i should see if theyre okay. will they even open up to me? maybe if i go slow. i hope they dont mind if i pry a little.'

you both take the time to get together again, on days off where you can relax. the symptoms still show through them, and you worry, but not too physically. you have a normal night, going around to entertain yourselves and find joy in whatever you both did. theres a park you both find and take your seats at the nearest bench. when the air feels right after a moment, you speak.

"are you okay?" its such a sudden question that you both look surprised. "i mean i ask because... well you havent been, yourself, i guess. i mean ive seen how youve been acting. and you noticed it too i think. maybe. i just... i wwnna know if youre okay is all."

theres no words from them at first. only some hums and coughs to fill the air. a few letters roll off the tongue but its in awful stutters. they fidget their fingers individually and shift their lower halves on the seat. you start to feel bad, and regret asking.

"sorry i... i didnt think it would be hard for you. you really dint have to answer, honestly." you sound sincere and careful with your words. you clasp your hands together to stay reserved. "i'll understand."

but those hands become unclasped from your own grip, as they meet a new pair. its so quick that you couldnt process the physical actions in time before the sounds your hear reach your ears.

"i like you a lot."

both bodies are still and cold like theyve died just then, until you look up and see theyve only kept eyes on the tangled fingers. their face giving off so much heat, like its a light source.

"i didnt, uhm... i-i mean i didnt know for sure at first... when i first started to have them, i thought they were fake. or that i mistook them for platonic ones. but i started having thoughts that, well, they very clearly were not that." theres a feeling of soft skin trailing back and forth on the back of your hand. "these feelings... i havent had them in so long, i honestly thought they were merely there for one time of my life. but with you. i... its... i like you. i really do."

youre shaking a little. your body's gotten a bit warmer, but youre jittering as if its in the negative. the tip of your nose is so cold but your cheeks are so toasty. if it werent for the feeling of their hands, you'd think you were passed out.

it doesnt take more than 5 seconds for the typical questions to start. when did the feelings come up? when did you realize what they were? how did you know it for sure? most importantly.

do you feel the same?

after a night of reflections, a few more for dates, a couple for anniversaries, and a pack of special occasions, i think the answer is clear.

[sabaramonds]

thinking about dead mount death play again while i wait for my stupid gacha game to finish maintenance and im just so obsessed with the dynamics between certain characters and the parallels with others like (MANGA SPOILERS AHEAD) if i start thinking too hard about the corpse god & his emperor i start punching walls. for real. the love they have for each other. the devotion. corpse god was sold to the necromancer who raised him from then on but he CHOSE to love and devote himself to his emperor because they met and the emperor treated him like a friend and kept treating him as such even when the corpse god was killed and his teacher had to revive him as a skeleton because his flesh had been cursed to dissolve also i dont use their given names because those who havent read it deserve to be edged for 80+ chapters until the reveal. yes even the protagonist himself (corpse god) did not have his name reveal until that far in and then it was like, two chapters before he chose to call his emperor by name for the first time in over a century. whatever. the trope of being an adult child (eg. nowi fe:a, immortal but for some reason always looking like a child for fetish art purposes) is sooo (rolls my eyes) but with corpse god its less “he is a child at the age of 100+ to be weird” and more “he is a child because he died as a child and has not been able to grow past that point, emotionally, because he has not been able to move on from the context of his death” and now the circumstances of the body he is possessing tie in to the future path of him being able to fully move on from that (i hope) (i mean he cant stay in polkas body forever lol) honestly him being in a place where he can call for his emperor again after hiding himself from him for so long is (punching walls) (punching walls) (punching walls) his emperor is so funny crazy quirky the fact hes the emperor but hes like no no its my job to dirty my hands so my people dont have to and brutally tortures the guy who killed corpse god (he probably would have just murdered him instead if it werent for, well, who this man was and why he killed corpse god, but im being vague on purpose even as i ramble about spoiler content LOL) and tries (successfully) to be corpse gods lionheart instead of it being the other way around like okay whatever and dont even get me started on civil, sully and tshirt know how sick in the head i can get about that creature, but when i think about him in conjunction with corpse god i start shaking and clawing at my face. they are the same. but they are so different. corpse god was sold to his teacher but raised with love among people who genuinely cared about him and wanted to see him thrive (very unlike his home environment). civil was created for a specific purpose, to be a vessel for another, but instead that person never arrived and he became his own person - but how much of civil is civil, when you are raised by a cult who wants you to be the person they had revered in another world? when they are people not above torturing children, conducting violent experiments involving hypnosis and mind control and total obedience and the alteration of ones sense of self? how much of him is real? arius had envied corpse god for being loved when he, himself, cannot ‘get a handle’ on love; civil envies corpse god for being sold to someone who cared for him, for being raised in the world he has only been told of in stories, the world of his dreams, the world he was created but not born in - the world where his creator still resides, while he himself is left in this pale shadow of a life that was not supposed to be his to live...LIKE.... ok. ill leave this here. i spent ten minutes ranting about dmdp thats all i wanted to do. i have only broached the surface of things i want to pick apart. but only 3 people will want to read that when i finally sit down and write an actual essay or something about dmdp characters. god.

[buckysgoldenheart]

Angel in the Dark

Demon!August Walker x Reader

Summary: After a one-night stand, or what you thought would be one, a demon drags you to his world and forces you to grow wings like he has so you would have to stay with him, unable to permanently return to Earth.

Notes: (So this is like a one-shot that is little snippets/summary of something I might turn into a multi-chaptered fic. I’m not sure if I’m going to do that yet or if anyone would even like this idea, but if it seems a bit choppy, this is why.) I know its been an age and a half since i posted anything, but college, ya know? Also to those who have made requests, I have started all of them and they are to be posted next. I just started this fic a long time ago. I havent written anything for a while so it might actually kinda suck. 

Warnings: Implied smut, kinda. Unhealthy attachment on August’s end. If I make this chaptered then there would be actual smut. I think cursing. Eventual Stockholm syndrome if continued.

Words: 1713

 Angel in the Dark

You didn’t believe in fate, not really. You didn’t believe your life was predestined or anyone else’s to play with. It was yours alone, to make choices, good or bad. Only you decided when you did things and where you did them. And no one would have ever been able to convince you otherwise, until you met him.

Seeing him in that club, kissing him before you knew his name, now you couldn’t help but feel was in some way a trick, manipulated in his favor. That maybe bumping into him, quite literally, was his orchestration. Maybe whether you spoke to him or not, he had his sights set on you, and a one-night stand was never going to just get to be a one-night stand.

It was all too simple. Meeting you and not taking advantage, kissing you but following your lead, sleeping with you like you meant something to him. It didn’t add up. You could sense the kind of man he was; dominating and possessive. Too dominating and possessive to be as gentle with you as he had been. And all of it fell into a perfect line for what you now realized he wanted from you: not just sex, but more; nothing less than your life. But admitting all of that to yourself was entertaining the possibility that you were stalked like prey and any training at staying away from bad men had been a useless waste of time.

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It was the third day, third of eight. August promised the pain would subside as the days passed, but so far he was proving to be a liar, not to your surprise. Every few hours, the wings ripped your skin wider to accommodate their size as they grew from the inside of your body pushing out. At three days, they were now the span of a couple feet, shining an opalescent white in the glare of the sun.

As you laid on your stomach, frozen in place against the mattress, wings bloodied and draped across your back with your eyes closed tight, you tried to understand the depth of the pain; how it was able to hurt the way it did. The feeling couldn’t compare to anything Earth may dare to offer. So different, so unnatural in its entirety, and indescribably excruciating. It was merciless, not letting you escape, not letting you find the will to walk without your bones threatening to crack. You could barely speak for fear fire would thrust itself up from your lungs and incinerate your throat. It was all-consuming, swallowing your body whole instead of localizing where the skin of your back had shredded open.

“Just a few more days,” August said, and you flinched at his voice. Every time he spoke it was a shock he was still there beside you, with his massive, black wings hanging over the back of the chair he sat in. Those monstrosities weren’t attached to his muscled back when you met him; nowhere in sight when he was in your bed.

August dabbed at your broken and bleeding skin with a cool cloth, eliciting little whimpers passed your chapped lips. “I know it hurts, Angel.”

“Don’t—" You forced out despite the heat in your throat, acid on your tongue, waves of nausea you knew would follow. “…C-Call me that.”

He sighed and continued to wipe the blood from your naked body. “I wish you wouldn’t say that. When the time is up, you’ll feel so much better about this, about me, and you’ll see how beautiful they are. You’re already so gorgeous, the wings will only add to your beauty.”

“I di-didn’t want--

“Don’t talk, Angel,” he said. “I know how you’re feeling about this right now, but humans are not allowed to live in this world. I had to do this so you can stay.”

You screamed as the wings tore your skin open a few more centimeters, and August quickly scooted his chair closer to brush the hair from your face.

He softly shushed you the way one might soothe a kitten, before leaning down and placing a kiss to your sweaty forehead. “It’s ok. I’m not going to leave your side.”

You would have slapped at him, pushed him away with all your might if you had the strength, but your lungs were tightening, body burning as if it had been licked by the sun. You were dying, slowly morphing into a horrid creature from fantasies, leaving behind any trace of humanity. In your veins you could feel something coursing and altering your DNA. You knew you still looked like you, for the most part, but you weren’t you, not anymore. All because you met a man who got attached and wouldn’t let you go. All because he couldn’t remain in your world and decided with certainty that if he couldn’t be in yours, he would drag you to his. A place some believed in and some didn’t, a place no one could prove the existence of, now your iron cage.

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It was five more nights of torture before you felt like you could really breathe again, and even then, the oxygen was just as foreign as the pain you had trudged through, and you found little comfort in it fully filling your lungs.

“You’re awake.”

His smooth voice drew your eyes away from the scenery out the bedroom window; the first glimpse of true, heavenly beauty you’d seen since he brought you here. But you weren’t convinced it wasn’t an illusion crafted by his devilish fingers for your comfort. Much like his own beauty, a trick tempting you to call off your desire to leave this world and go home. You tried your best to ignore how perfect he looked; the curls of his hair, the scruff of his jaw, the black wings you first saw the night you met him when they had suddenly appeared only after you’d slept together.

“And you’re standing already. I hoped to come help you, but you’re clearly much stronger than I was after I had to grow my own wings.”

Your eyes flashed in anger before your tore them away from his, back to the rolling hills overlapping one another outside your window. The breeze rustling your hair, the chirp of the birds, the glisten of the sun off the small lake dotted in the landscape, distracted you from August’s approach. You stilled at his breath hitting the back of your neck, but when he slipped his rough fingers through the layers of your shimmering feathers you couldn’t contain the shiver that shot through your body. His own black ones ruffled when his skin touched his creation.

“So beautiful,” he whispered.

“I’m glad you’re proud of your work.”

August let out a puff of air, a weak laugh. “My work? Angel, this was all you. I knew they would be beautiful if they were going to be a part of you, but you really outdid yourself.”

Twisting your body fast, you met him chest to chest, your eyes burning with a heat to match the devil. “I outdid myself? You forced this on me. You injected me with that—that poison without my permission.”

“And you survived. Not many can say the same. You’ve come out stronger.” Fingers trailed through your feathers again and you ignored the heat it sent to your core.

“I’ve come out of this wanting to kill you more than I did before,” You said, shifting the wing back and away from his reach.

Without a moment to pass, August gently grasped your chin between his thumb and index finger as his gaze landed on your lips. “That will fade with time,” he whispered, then inched his face closer. You shoved him away just before his lips could meet yours, and August stumbled back with a chuckle. “Certainly stronger.”

“I’m not going to let you kiss me,” you snapped.

“Not today, it would seem.”

“Not ever again!” Somehow the words felt wrong, each one more sour than the last. Wrong, as if your lips called to his and a portion of your mind was so disappointed at the fight you were going to force it through by trying to keep yourself away from him. But it was a small portion, and the rest of you was much stronger.

“We will see, Angel,” He crossed his arms. “You and I have eternity. One day you will wake up and realize I am all you have, I am all you want, and this memory will be lost. All you will know is me and my touch and our world.”

As he spoke, his eyes held a gentle sincerity that you wished wasn’t there. You wished the blue of them wasn’t so calm and casual and certain of the way he was feeling. Shaking your head, you matched his stance. “You’re a monster,” you said. “You really are, and here I thought I’d seen the worst of monsters, but clearly not.”

August slowly stepped back into your space again, catching you off guard with a flush to your cheeks as he loomed over you. But you kept his stare, even with your back against the wall, wings spread against the stone. “You may breathe your sweet words all you’d like, Angel, but it changes nothing,” He said, running a knuckle down your cheek. “If I am a monster, I am your monster, and I’m not going anywhere.” Smiling, his eyes glanced at your lips again. “Luckily for me…neither are you.”

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