#they imMEDIATLY BELONG TOGETHER

[aza-writes]

Morning Affirmations

Lip Gallagher x female!reader

Requested: no

Summary: Lip walks in on his girlfriend singing to the younger kids while she gets them ready for the day. Takes place in season 4 after Liam gets home from the hospital

Warnings: few curse words, mentions of drug use (Fiona in jail) but overall, it’s just tons of FLUFF

A/N: inspired by “I love my body” by @mothermoon on TikTok. Might rewrite something similar for dad!lip, lmk what you think. Got bored before lab and wrote this

The floorboards creaked under every step Lip took to get down to the kitchen. He wasn’t too concerned with anything too wrapped up in his mind until two sweet voices pull him out.

“I love my body from my…” 

“Head to my toes.” 

Liam’s voice was hard to hear, even in the quietness of the unusually empty Gallagher house. Everyone was already at school or wherever they ran off to today—leaving Lip home alone to take care of some things. 

Liam has only been home from the hospital for two days, leaving Lip and the rest of the family still scrambling without Fiona running the show. Lip had school off today, some random college holiday that didn’t make sense for a lot of people, but they took it anyway. 

Lip had been out of bed since 5 that morning, unsure if it was considered a late night or an early morning due to the fact he hadn’t slept for more than a few hours the night before. His mind was going a million miles an hour, mixed with him worrying himself sick about Liam and going to check on him every thirty minutes. Every time he would get up from his bed, y/n would sit up, too. Her concerned look was always dismissed with a quick “go back to sleep” or “I’ll be back soon” from Lip. The “soon” in question was around five to ten minutes of Lip just sitting in front of Liam’s bed, watching his chest rise and fall. 

Y/n stayed up and waited for Lip the first few times, but soon enough her eyes got too heavy for her to ignore. Even with the extra sleep, caffeine would be her best friend today. 

Lip’s mind was still groggy as he trudged down the stairs, stress and sleep deprivation felt like chains were strapped to the back of his ankles. He barely made out the words y/n and Liam were exchanging. 

“I love my face…” She lingered for a second, allowing Liam to think about the next verse. She smiles and continued on. “My-” 

“Eyes, my mouth my nose.” Lip could help but smile at the sight of Liam touching every body part mentioned. He clearly knew this song, yet Lip couldn’t think of any of the words. When ever you would sing it to one of his younger siblings, all he could do was hear your voice. The kindergarten-teacher-like tone was enough for him to abandon all of his thoughts and focus on you. 

“I like the way I look when I look in the mirror.” Liam didn’t have to wait for y/n this time, he sang it with her. Their voices both were quiet, almost scared to wake anyone up, but the house stayed quiet. It was just those three in that house, the outside world didn’t matter. 

“I stand a little closer just to see a little clearer.” Both of their smiles were beaming. Liam giggling at y/n’s little tickles all over his belly and neck. Lip’s grew too. Y/n was so amazing with the kids, Lip could’ve sworn it as always been this way. Y/n and Lip, Lip and y/n. They belonged together. 

Everyone in his family loved her. Carl made her a gift out of melted spoons and forks, Debbie demands they have a girls day at least once a month. Shit, even Frank called her “one of the good ones.” Technically it was after she downed a shot of vodka without even wincing, but he still liked her non the less. 

Y/n turns around smiling, it only growing when she finally sees Lip. 

“Good morning babe.” 

“Morning babe!” Liam repeats immediatly, causing Lip and y/n to giggle with him. 

Lip pours two cups of coffe before heading to the kitchen table. “Good morning to you.” He sets the coffe right in front of y/n while kissing her cheek. He carefully set his down too and kissed Liams cheek. “Good morning little man.” 

[onepiece-polls]

One Piece Shipping War - Grand Finale!

Propaganda under the cut.

Propaganda for Franky x Robin:

Do I really need to explain?

The old married couple who's healthy, Enies Lobby (and all their appearances) are their propaganda really.

It’s all about the maturity!

Their dynamic is perfect and their pasts are so similar. I love the chemistry between them as well as their introduction that helped build the connection and shared history they already have.

they are THE t4t bi4bi ship | franky telling robin "existing is not a crime" immediately puts this at number one for me | they are opposites (bright and loud + quiet and goth) but also they're both so eccentric and silly <3 | THEY WEAR MATCHING OUTFITS

Mom and dad Straw Hat

They are STILL the Mom and the Dad of the Straw Hats, this is the one thing I don't care what Oda says <3 Also their interactions in Enies Lobby and Thriller Bark are amazing.

In my eyes, they are married. Some of my favorite character interactions in the manga/anime and in official art.

Oda had Franky call Robin his wife at least once

Your honor they’re married

I'M GOING TO PUT LINKS IN MY EXAMPLES (Mod note: I linked to the whole post, the propaganda was going to get too long otherwise. But I will copy this line:...) They immediatly clicked in Enies Lobby, Franky saved Robin with both words and actions ("Your existence is not a sin!"), and then she grabbed his balls.

The duality of two kids who were just trying to chase their dream and having circumstances outside their control (the government) take everything they love away from them, but one choosing solitude and the other adopting every other person in a bad circumstance??? I love them. Plus they literally had couple moments from the first interaction.

The ultimate t4t couple idk what else you need theyre iconic

A wholesome ship of a woman who feels the need to be constantly on edge trying to relax and a man who is a 110% himself from the moment we see him. the joy of frobin is the causal domesticity, in many color spreads and especially post timeskip we can see them casually enjoying the others company.

Remember when Franky was in Chopper's body in Punk Hazard and every time he spoke Robin was like "Franky. Stop talking. Do not talk while you're in Chopper's body."

idk like. he's obsessed with her. she's his weird Goth gf and he's her himbo. they have matching outfits. I love them.

Look. It's Franky and Robin. Literally the only two characters that make sense to ship on the Sunny. Their arcs are inextricably intertwined (water7/enies lobby). Also LOOK AT THEM interacting, both during their arcs, but also thriller bark, or post time skip. I love them. Also robin crushed frankys balls.

funny big robot man & analytical smart research lady power couple... silly x smart... himbo x researcher... augh... so good

They are the ship for taxpaying adults your honor I LOVE them they’re literally freak4freak and they share such a fucking powerful arc together (Water 7).

that moment she let him sleep on her lap in punk hazard was sooo cute <3 -- The matching thigh highs and bottoms in film z can NOT be understated. -- Strawhat mom and dad -- Let's not forget the way robin convinced franky to join ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) -- she also indirectly called his balls "treasure" so,,, -- the way their stories are so closely intertwined...they were both keys to destroy the world...the way they instantly connected over that...the soulmate-ism of it all...

they . them. girlboss and malewife. that's it.

She grabbed his balls. He totally liked it.

He's so silly and she loves it. She's so scary and he loves it. She grabbed his balls in public.

They will be endgame trust me. Franky doesn't treat any other girl like he treats Robin. There dynamic in Water 7 and Thriller Bark was and always will be one of the best in all of OP.

Propaganda for Nami x Vivi:

Yes, Nami has a new girlfriend on every island, but her heart belongs to Vivi. Vivi in turn refuses to marry, because her heart belongs with a pirate ❤

THEY’RE LESBIANS! IN LOVE! another point: my friends who are watching OP for the first time came to me and asked “so Nami and Vivi… they’re gay right?” So it’s pretty apparent to even newcomers

I just think they’re neat! And in love. Nami gave up money for Vivi that’s True Love

Anyone who saw them can just tell they’re gay. Like Nami gave up money for her

They're one of the rare lesbian ships in op, they care for each other so much !!

Lesbians

Lesbians

They were so gay that Luffy offered to share food to cheer Nami up when they were separated.

i dare you to read Baroque Works through Alabasta without shipping them. the way Vivi and Nami are so affectionate with each other, and Vivi putting saving her nation on hold to get Nami healthy again ???

Lesbians

Let’s go lesbians!!!!! Ok but actually, I think Nami saw a lot of herself in Vivi (ha) especially when Igaram “died” and then throughout their journey together Nami really encouraged her to open up to the crew. Nami showed Vivi it was ok to ask for help just like Luffy showed her.

Vivi was Nami's gay awakening and you cant change my mind. Nami was in love with Vivi and Vivi def had some kind of feeling for Nami. They were so close and they were more then just 'gal pals'

Lesbian Pirate Supremacy! they clearly care a lot about each other and considering when nami meets vivi she is probably one of the first close female friends she gets to have.

[madame-fear]

Can you make something for Jealous Jacaerys babytrapping his twin sister 🥺?

Of course babeee, enjoy this, i'm very new to writing smut and this type of content👀

When it comes to his darling twin sister, Jacaerys is particularly jealous, and possesive. Literally, he doesn't allow a single man to lay his eyes on you not even for a split second.

If someone tries to flirt with you? Poor idiot. He'll immediatly drag you away from there with any dumb excuse while death glaring said person, and he'll take you to his chambers to establish his dominance upon you, and wildly fuck you. Of course, he'll shamelessly make you scream his name so everyone knows you're his.

The problem comes when you decided to flirt back with someone just to play a little provocative on Jace, and tease him... right in front of him. Of course, his level of jealousy and possesiveness is already overwhelming at this point, but... he'll let you do your thing while he's internally fuming at the sight of a man flirting with you, and you flirting back; until you finish your conversation with that person, and nighttime comes, when everyone is already going to sleep.

Right there, he'll quietly sneak to your chambers while you're supposed to be sleeping, and when he finally enters your chamber, he'll silently close the door behind of him so nobody finds you.

Like everytime he gets jealous, you were taught your lesson for being a bad, teasing girl by having him on top of you, getting deeply inside your core with his hardened member just to let you know who you truly belong to. But, this time, it's different — when he comes, he won't pullout, much to your dismay. While he stares deep in your eyes, he'll cum right inside of you, and fill you with his breeding seed. 'Fuck.' you will think to yourself, feeling the warm, hot liquids of his inside of you.

As expected, the aftermath was that you began with sicknening symptoms, and a few weeks afterwards, a maester confirmed that you were pregnant. And the child was none other than Jace's child, to which, he's very proud of it. But you now can't leave his side and you won't be able to be with another man if you wanted to, because you both have a child you share, and have to take care of the baby together. He's mostly delighted and proud of it because he can now have you all by himself without you running to someone else, and he just showed to everyone that you're solely his by carrying his child.

You've been babytrapped by none other, than the future heir to the Throne.

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@damatheirin @jacesvelaryons @tickle-euphoria @capellaadara @kyuupidwrites @tchatso @sanguinesaint-kaleidoscopeeyes

[institute-of-dolls]

what are dolls? and the institute? i’m interested but i don’t understand what’s going on !!

Hello! Sorry for the long reply, its been a hectic few weeks and I put a lot of time to thinking about how to explain.

So the first thing i think its that *what* are dolls? And this is were things immediatly get complicated but ill start by trying to define the main concept of a doll.

I defined it as "an entity created or recreated to serve a purpose or role, often by a dollmaker, who defines them and cares for them"

When I asked one of my Dolls for its answer it gave me this: "Doll: Any being that defines itself by simplicity of thought, yet untempered by the "feral" aspects of an animal. Most keep themselves through dedication to an "owner", "creator", or a single task or goal."

Defining dollhood and doll spaces is harder then just that though, because dollhood means a different things to many people. For some dollhood is a form of identity or way of exploring identity. A way of exploring the self and personhood through a lense of control and self determination. Of exploring the impact trauma and upbringing has on the sense of self. It Can be a way of exploring dynamics and forms of relationship, often through a lenses that de-focuses gender, and focuses on the exchange of self. For others its a way of exploring species and the definition of humanity, often attached to the alterhumanity/otherkin community. For others its a way of exploring expression, aesthetics and how you display yourself to others. For others its a form of creativity and expression. A way of expressing themselves through writing, art and creation. In exploring themes of humanity and the self, discussing trauma and de-personalization. Of creation and recreation, of hope and family. And sometimes its just about cool mechs in fucked up situations, and thats wonderful too. You can look at the Empty Spaces community, but ill touch on that later. See again for others dolls and creativity is about literal dolls, there is a decent sized scene of people who buy, sell, trade and customize dolls. From toy dolls to antiques, from just fixing them up to completely redesigning them from the ground up. Ill try to find some examples of some people to share sometimes because they do great things. And I think finally, for others its about community. whether that be the before mentioned Empty Spaces, a shared community of writers and artists that created a space to write about shared themes and emotions, a place where they can be with people who want to explore the same pain and themes together and give each-other a place of belonging. Or the even early mentioned doll otherkin, creating a space to explore identity and person-hood, trauma and the de-personalization that comes with it. Of exploring the self in a place of like-minded people who can understand each-other. Or so many other aspects of community, from kink and dynamics, to hope and family, from person-hood and authority and care to unperson-hood and service and devotion. For many its about the people that accept them and the lives they build together.

As for The Institute? Well it mostly is just a fun creative name and theme for my blog. Just a unique expression of doll exploration themed around a scientific institute who's tasked with the research and discovery of dolls and how best to treat, manage, and care for them. When I started the blog the doll community on tumblr wasn't all that large or active, it existed, but its strongest presence was on other platforms. There a lot of dolls in dollspaces, but less creators and caretakers, and even less "organizations", so its manage to stick out as a theme even as the community here has grown, and gratefully it has grown a lot. Its much less lonely now then it was when started. And the themes become less of just a theme as well! Me- The Director, and my staff, the Dollmaker and the Engineer, are all genuinely quiet devoted to studying dolls, as defined by people who identify as much, the communities around them, and were deeply invested in learning the best ways to help them, care for them, and manage them. so there you, not so shortly, have it. Dollhood is a form of self identification, but also a form of self expression, creativity, and community. And The Institute is a fictional organization dedicated to the science and discovery of dollhood, used as a theme for a blog, run by people actually invested in learning about and connecting the communities of doll-hood and the identity of those in it, and how to care for them.

[angelynmoon]

So, mer au steddie

Where Steve was born in captivity and sold very young to someone or a carnival/circus/ intertainment, he is not treated properly, the food is wrong and makes him sick but he was sold too young to know any better.

And Eddie, a Deep Sea Mer, more shark than fish who was caught on his adulthood journey and sold to the same place Steve was.

Eddie watching his natural prey being treated like shit and deciding to help him, Eddie learning that he knows more about Steve's species than Steve does and making sure he eats right, Eddie deciding that he wants to keep Steve, I imagine that they are in two seperate tanks next to one another and Eddie throws food into Steve's tank, and sometimes trinkets he carves with his claws, because he thinks Steve will like them, Steve does and treasures each one.

And then Steve is resold because people are more interested in the Deep Sea Mer than Steve because Eddie is also bioluminesent and people come to see his glow.

Steve who is sold to a worse place, a resturant where Mer is a delicacy, but they don't kill him, just cut off strips off his tail over time.

Eventually the resturant is closed because Mers are a protected species and Steve is found by the police/fbi doing the arresting and closure, they think he's dead until he tries to get away from the hands that go to release his binds.

They then transfer him to a sanctuary/rescue that rehabiltates captured Mer for release back into the ocean.

Steve who is bullies by his fellow fish/Reef Mer because he doesn't know his culture and they are unwilling to teach him. Maybe this is where he meets the kids, Deep Sea Mer like Eddie who were captured on their first venture to the surface in a fisherman's net and not noticed until they were ashore, they were lucky the fisherman was married to a Mer-Specialist and called their spouse immediatly, though El and Will are Reef/fish Mer who were caught and rescued from situation similar to Steve's.

And Steve takes care of the kids, tells them the stories Eddie told him and the Specialists don't understand why Steve and El and Will prefer the Deep Sea Mer to their own kind.

And then Eddie is rescued and Steve is so happy that he's okay and they are happy as Eddie regains strength from being held in a too small tank with not enough food to eat.

But soon Eddie and the children are marked for release but Steve is not.

The Specialists soon realize that Steve would not survive in the ocean, his tail never healing from being stripped for cuts of meat, not to mention the way he would not socialize with his own kind.

The Specialists decide that he's best off staying in the facility.

Only Eddie and the kids refuse to leave without him.

Eventually the Specialists fix Steve and Eddie with a tracker, they are curious if the obvious relationship between the two different Mers will last once they are released then they release the group.

And then over the years they see the two Mers have stayed together, sometimes they are alone, other times they are with a pod, or a group of children, it's unclear if any belong to the two, Eddie never lets them close enough, which they don't blame him but they let them get pictures from a distance.

But it's obvious that Eddie and Steve are intending on staying together.

And despite their concerns they are glad for it Steve at least deserves to be happy, even though it's clear his tail never recovered fully because he's often seen clinging to Eddie as the other Mer moves swiftly through the water.

And then Steve and Eddie live happy ever after or close enough, unknowingly bring a peace between their people because the kids are friends that refused to stop being friends, El and Will being the children of the Reef/fish Mer King and Queen and Eddie being the Heir of the Deep Sea Mer royalty and having Adopted the Party and El and Will as his Heirs because why not, they were Steve's Guppies and that made them his too.

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Anyway, this was just a little thought I had, if you want to flesh it out have fun and let me know, I may want to read it, but it feels like it should be a long story and I don't have the attention span for that right now.

[myzzjolanda]

Welpz, I finished something.

I'm sorry if it's weird, I'm sorry for mistakes, English isn't my first language, bladiebladiebla. I'm just tired, wrote this in just over an hour because I wanted it written. It's cute at least. I guess.

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KITTY

Show: Wednesday

Wordcount: 1776

Warnings: slight mentions of horror I guess?

Pairing: platonic Larissa Weems x reader

Enjoy!

It had been an increddible long day. An incredible long week even. Flu-season started, so on top of her normal workload, Larissa had to make sure classes of 3 different teachers were covered since they got ill as well, the heating system failed last Tuesday ánd Wednesday and on top of that, she had to pick up Wednesday Adams from the police station today. “Breaking into the curch? On broad daylight? What wére you thinking, miss Adams?”, she asked the girl angrily when they got to the car. She closed the door a bit too hard. Who can blame me, she thought; it’s Friday. I just wanted to get to bed after classes ended. “I was just testing a theory.”, the girl answered. Despite being angry, Larissa couldn’t resist being curious. “Theory? What kind of nonsense-theory did you want to tesr now?”, she answered impatiently when she started the car. “You know that Maria statue? I've been told that when the sun shines on her face in a right way at certain times, some discoulorations make it look like she’s crying blood. I wanted to see that for myself.”. Larissa shuddered. “That’s the… weirdest story I’ve heard in a while. Especially since you decided to break into the church for it! I wont accept such nonsense, you’ll meet at the church tomorrow morning at 8:30, as we have promised the curch and the police, so that you can help clean up the mess!”.

When Larissa entered her rooms next to her office an hour later, she leaned against the door and closed her eyes first. She sighed and put her face into her hands. “that was embarrasing…”, she whispered. She walked to her chair and took of her coat and shoes. She sat down for a moment. She still had so much to do, but she felt tired. So tired… She didn’t have much time to sleep this week. Not even to relax. Although all problems were fixed quite well and quickly, she still felt quite stressed. Larissa felt her lower lip tremble a bit. Perhaps just a little nap? She walked to her bedroom. A little nappy wouldn’t hurt anyonr. She had been quite big this week, she deserved it. She didn’t even bother changing or removing her make-up. When she hid under her blankets, Larissa her arms automatically reached out for Kitty. But now… Larissa’s eyes were wide open immediatly. “Kitty?”. Her lower lip trembled again and her eyes started to water. “Where’s my Kitty?”

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When the last students of your class left, you burried your face in your hands. It was flu-season, and you surely felt like you almost had the flu. Your head hurt, your throat hurt, your face hurt, everything hurt. Slowly, you packed your stuff. You wanted to go to sleep quickly, but you first had to go to Larissa first. You promised her to go to town together tomorrow, but feeling as you did, it wasn’t a good idea to go out tomorrow. You walked to Larissa’s classroom first, since that was closer to your classroom than her office. It was still open, but it was empty. Except… for a black kitten plushy on Larissa’s desk? She walked to the plushy and picked it up. There wasn’t a name or anything on it. You decided to bring it with you to Larissa her office, since she could tell you who the plushy belonged to. When you knew, you could return it.

Luckily, the walk to Larissa’s office was short, since you started to feel tired from walking already. You knocked on her door. And waited. And knocked again. You frowned. It was Friday afternoon. Larissa never had any appointments at this time… had she? You heard footsteps behind you. “She just had to pick up Wednesday from the policestation”, you heard Vlad say. “oh! Of course.”, you said. You looked at him and gave him a small smile. “thanks.”

When you were in your rooms, you raised the plushy to eyelevel. “oh, what to do with you?”, you said to the plushy. You frowned a bit. Eventually, you decided to make a picture with it and send iy to Larissa, asking whose plushy it is and telling her you kept it safe untill the owner reclaimed it. When you sent the picture, you picked up the plushy again. “Well, wanna make some new friends for the time being? Come one, I’ve got some cute friends for you!”, you said enthousasticly. Although you felt quite sick, the thought of your own plushies made you quite happy. “Look, I got a guard bear over there, from my visit to London, he protects everyone… and look! My me to you bears, they are cute and fluffy, and that big brown bear over there I got from my uncle when I was two… I think you’ll fit in his lap quite well!”, you told the plushy quite happily. You jawned. You were really tired. “wait for me when you want to sleep. I’mma get changed. I need a nappy!”, you told your plushies and the new kitten. When you crawled under the blankets a few minutes later, you fell asleep almost immediatly.

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Larissa paced around in her office worried. What happened to Kitty? She had brought her to her classroom that day, simply because she didn’t trust the new cleaner. What if she decided to steal her Kitty, or just throw her away? Larissa was nervous about bringing her plushy, since the chance of anyone finding out she had a plushy or the fact that she could lose her was too big to her, but she wasn’t letting her in her rooms with that mean cleaner. But after class, she got a call that Wednesday was arrested again and she had to run to the policestation to pick her up, and she couldn’t remember what she had done with her plushy. She remember rushing to pack her stuff, but Kitty wasn’t in her bag, so Kitty must’ve been still in the classroom. But when she went to her classroom, Kitty wasn’t there either.

Larissa started to panick. Were was her Kitty? Was she alone? Was she scared? Who knew. She wanted to call you about it. Ask for your help finding her. But she was scared of your reaction, since you didn’t know about her Kitty yet and het normaly perfect make-up was ruined from the crying and tantrums she had because she couldn’t find Kitty anywhere. She looked at her phone on her desk, doubting if she should call you or not. Precisely at that moment, her screen lit up. Slightly suprised, she walked to her phone. It was a message from you, with a picture of –

“KITTY!”, Larissa almost yelled out hapily. “Hey Riss, I found this cute plushy in your classroom, do you know whom it belongs to? Can you tell them I bring it to my room and that they can pick it up there?”, she read aloud softly. She had do read the message multiple times before the realisation came her plushy was safe. “She’s save, she’s save, she’s save!”, Larissa almost sang when jumping around in her room. “But know I have to tell y/n that the plushy is mine.”. Now, Larissa frowned a bit. “oh well, she wouldn’t mind I guess. And if she does, I don’t care. I want my Kitty back.”. And with that, she quickly put on her shoes and walked to your room.

___

You quickly woke up from a knock on your door. You looked at the time on your phone. “Oh shit, 9 already!”, you mumbled. You stumbled the door and saw Larissa standing there. She looked like a complete mess. “Larissa? Come in, are you okay? You look like you’ve been crying!” “Yes… Yes, I’m okay now, thank you.”. She stepped in. “Are yóú okay though? You sound horrible.” “Nah, I think I’ll have to cancel our plans for tomorrow. I’m afraid I cought a flu too. But tell me Riss, why have yoj been crying?”. Larissa opened her mouth to say something, and then closed it again. She played with a ring on her finger nervously. “The kitten plushy you found? That one is mine. I lost her. I got her ages ago and I grew fond of her, and then I thought I lost her for good because l couldn’t find her anywhere, and then I got upset because my Kitty is just the sweetest and I was so tired and I just wanted my Kitty and…” Larissa stopped talking. She looked at her feet nervously. “Ooh she’s yours! Don’t worry, I can understand you were scared!” “Do you? I’m certain you think I’m chidlish.”. You took her hand and almost pulled her to your bedroom. “No I don’t! Look, I got to show you something!”.

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When they walked into y/n’s bedroom, Larissa could feel her eyes get big. Her bed was full of cute plushies, and there, on the lap of a big brown bear was her Kitty. “Look Rissa, your Kitty wasn’t alone here! No reason to be scared!”. Y/n pulled Larissa closer to the bed. “Look, Bear was cuddling her. And Guardbeary protects all the plushies. And look! So much friends!”. Y/n sounded happy as a child, despite not feeling well. Larissa watched as she climbed under her blankets again. “Here, there’s your Kitty!”, y/n said, after which she grabbed a plushie to hold for herself. Larissa smiled softly and planted a kiss on Kitty’s head. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. I wont ever lose you again.”. Larissa noticed y/n looking at her. “What?”, she asked her. “Do you sometimes feel little as well?”. Larissa thought about that for a moment. “Yes. Mostly when I’m alone with Kitty in my room. It works well with loneliness and stress…”. Y/n smiled. “it does, doesn’t it! Why do you think I collect plushies?”. Larissa giggled. Y/n was cute like this actually. In the middle of all her plushies. “Should I tuck you in, my sweet y/n? You’re still ill.” “Yes please! But who is going to tuck you in?”. Larissa thought about that for a moment. “Tonight I’m going to manage myself I guess. I got Kitty back as my support!”. Larissa smiled when she saw y/n immediatly grab for a plushy and close her eyes when she was fully tucked in. “Goodnight, Y/n.” “goodnight, Rissa. Don’t forget your Kitty.”. Larissa stood up and walked through the door. When she opened the door, she heard her name again. “Rissa? Can we have a playdate tomorrow? With our plushies?”. Larissa hugged her Kitty tighter hapily. “I’d love to.”.

[captivemuses]

@gildedsplendors || briefly continued from here bc mild angst

Dan Feng was long past the point of listening to the grumblings of his preceptors about the choices he's made in his life. Up until Yingxing came along he did everything that was expected and asked of him. Then the ridiculous and arrogant and stubborn man came along and decided that Dan Feng needed that ridiculous stubborn man in his life, and he'd been right.

And there wasn't a single ounce of regret in Dan Feng's body for allowing this man into every corner of his heart. All of it belonged to Yingxing until the day both their hearts stopped beating.

There was no resistence from the Vidyadhara when he was pulled into the arms of his husband, nor when their lips met and eyes immediatly fell shut to savor the simple affection he'd gotten thousands of times before today, and yet would never crave any less than he did now. He knew Yingxing's words to be true, that they were meant to be together, and despite refusing to pull away so he could properly speak, words were murmured back in between kisses.

"I love you too. Until the day you're no longer here, and even after that until my own life is done my heart will always be yours."

If only he knew that Yingxing's hope that they would not be parted would ultimately come much sooner than they may think. But for right now, he's kissing his love with every bit of affection he could possibly give. How could he possibly do anything else?

[acourtofthought]

The mating bond itself is the bridge between souls. Mating bonds cannot be broken and ever vanish until one of these souls die, even if the mating bond is rejected. They also can't be "fake", not when fate has created that. (Rowan and Lyria did not have a fake bond because they were never mates to begin with). You could only fool someone and make them believe they have a mate and I doubt anyone would care enough to fool Lucien, not when that plan doesn't work. Elucien barely talk so what was the point of the plan to have them thinking they're mates?

So Elucien's mating bond is the bridge between them. They can ignore it all they want or reject it, but it's still there and will always be.

TT is the only bridge between Azriel and Elain. The same knife that Elain had immediatly returned without looking back and Feyre made a whole comment and gave Mor a look about that.

TT can break, it can be lost and it might have to leave Azriel as well (Bryce needs it). TT is Gwydion's twin and it only answers to that sword, not Azriel and most definitely not Elain or anyone else. It belongs to Gwydion. The bridge might as well fell as soon as Elain gave it back and didn't look back. Sure, she wasn't expected to keep it, but the whole scene and the way Feyre spoke of it tells much.

So yes. El/riel have no bridge to keep them together and it certainly doesn't connect their souls. But Elucien has.

Well damn but didn't you just make such a good point!?!

“The mating bond. It is a bridge between souls.” - Elucien

Light and dark, the space between their bodies a blend of the two. The only bridge of connection … that knife. (E/riel)

It's funny that no matter how many times I saw those lines I never put them together quite like you did, well done! I realized Elain and Az didn't have much connecting them but I never put together the use of the specific word "bridge" and how it's used for both pairings.

And yes again! We have no idea what the future of TT will be and whether it really belonged to Az in the first place. It was an object between Elain and Az, not a true connection. The second she gave it back, it was meaningless to her.

The Mating Bond will always be a powerful thing that exists between Elain and Lucien. It's not something either will ever forget about, regardless of what they do with it.

[bloodybeskaro4]

Third chapter, i should probably pick a title, but i cant be arsed.

Grunting, she wacked the butt of her rifle into the last elite's knee.

When he fell, she rammed it into his head until it had a paste like consistency.

While she did have the fortune to have a blaster rifle, rather than a slugthrower, her amunition was not endless either.

Like on Reach, she loathed that Ackerson had insited on her giving away her lightsaber.

How often could she had helped John?

How many could she had saved on Reach?

Would Akan-

Oh.

Edee's connection to John was not very intense compared to other force-sensitive couples, if one could describe John as force-sensitive, but she could very well feel him.

Especially when he allowed himself to sit with intense feelings.

As she had discovered, parenthood was the most intense and difficult-to-deal with feeling. For John even more so.

So his grim determination and his ever-swelling relief was like a light house in a pitch-black sea.

She immediatly stomped in the direction of this beacon of-

Well,-

Yes. YES. FATHERHOOD.

HE HAD FOUND AKAN.

A breath she didn't hold escaped past her lips.

Her boys were both alive and together.

She started jogging in the direction where she could sense John, could now faintly sense Akan's exhaustion seep in to the force.

He had taken to her teachings.

Both a Jedi and a Mandalorian.

Luckily, she had been able to salvage Akan's beskar'gam from the wreakage of one of Infinity's escape pods.

The slight singing clang-clang of her improvised back-pack reminded her of this.

She had no idea how it had gotten there, though.

There was some thing else she had found there.

She could only assume what it was, as she was a civillian in the eyes of the UNSC.

But it must have been important.

It looked similar to something she had seen John pull out of his helmet, before he stepped into a Brokkr.

Before he had come to greet her and Akan.

Before he suddenly was gone for four years.

Before-

Cortana.

She stopped dead in her tracks, used the 360° view of her helmet and her range finder for enemies and friends alike, found nothing and started rumaging in her belongings.

The strange important thing could very well be—

A chip. An AI chip. As far as Edee was concerned there where two AIs on board the Infinity.

The Weapon and the ship AI, RLD-something.

Admittedly she wasn't listening when Captain Lasky had given them the tour of the bridge.

Luckily, John was a little paranoid about Cortana falling into enemy hands and had tinkered an adaptation into her helmet, that allowed her to carry an AI as well.

She carefully inserted the chip into her helmet.

The rim of her visor flickerd yellow.

[donutcats]

like. hOW can you have blair say to dan “I told chuck he doesn’t have my heart anymore. I realized it belongs to someone else.” and nOT MAKE THEM ENDGAME?? 

[yandereloversblog]

I liked your yandere glamrock Freddy 💖💖💖. I can ask the same thing that happens with the yanderes Sundrop and Moondrop, how they would react to the reader being engaged, and if you want is also pregnant?

𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖!𝔻𝕒𝕪𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝔸𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤 -> 𝔼𝕟𝕘𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘

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>Fandom: Five Nights At Freddy's: Security Breach

>Characters: Sundrop, Moondrop

>Warnings: Yandere behaviour, Murder, Unhealthy and Toxic mindset, Manipulation, Kidnapping, Mentions of Abuse, Mentions of Drugging, Mentions of Forced Abortion

>Type Of Content: Reaction

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•Thank you <3 Also I'd be right to assume you're referring to a female or an AFAB reader! Can do!

•Please keep in mind I do Sun just as bad as Moon is in a way-

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> 𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕡

-> What's that? You're pregnant? Oh that's wonderful ! Sun adores kids- oh you're having the baby with someone else... Well there goes Sun's excitment deflating like a balloon.

-> Sun won't like that- don't get him wrong! He'll love the kid either way but your fiance? Hates them.

-> Would immediatly try to separate you and whoever you're engaged to, that person will know nothing about taking care of your kid unlike Sun does!

-> Your child probably won't grow up happy at all!

-> Sun does believe you'll be a wonderful parent of course, but he's seen how much single parents suffer and he doesn't want you to go through all that struggle, you should be resting instead.

-> Sundrop will even say your fiance will spend so little time with the baby after your child is born.

-> How does he know? Of course because of where he works, he's seen his fair share of parents that changed when they had the kid and saw the responsibility that came with it, so if anyone knows, it would be him right?

-> He will point out early signs of abusive behaviour on your fiance that might seem -and probably are- baseless and without much proof backing them up.

-> "I'm telling you sunshine, you two will just end up getting hurt!"

-> A good thing will be that Sundrop will try to calm down his excitment, will act softer because of your pregnancy to avoid giving you -any stress- too much excitment- Sun is never a bother to you right? But he still will expect some affection in return!

-> And if the only reason you're engaged to that person is because the baby belongs to them... If the said child is the only thing tying you to your fiance... Well too bad for you but in that case Sun will try to make you lose the kid.

-> You can always have another one, and he knows the protocol of dealing with over emotional parents and even ones that lost a child so you'll be in good hands!

-> "Come on dewdrop, you trust me don't you?"

-> Maybe he'll give you sundrop candies, sure they're approved to be safe for children but too many of them might end up drugging you, also knowing that making you too hyperactive isn't good

-> Stage a few accidents, Fazbear Entertainment's favorite pastime is avoiding lawsuits and drama of any kind so it won't matter. Make one of the more rude parents that come to pick up their kid get in a fight with you and do something, just about anything.

-> "Anything to get you away from them..."

-> If for some reason you're getting blackmailed or abused by your fiance Sun will lose it.

-> He's going to blame everyone, himself and you included.

-> Why wouldn't you tell him sooner!? Why did he let this happen!? Why is everyone acting like they don't know!?

-> But you don't have to worry, once he calms down and with the help of Moon, he'll make your worries disappear and get rid of your fiance the second he sets sight on them.

-> He still will want something in return, Sundrop thinks the times where you're most vulnerable is when he gets to have the most control and get anything he wants.

-> He'll still carry out the deed even if you don't give in but it was worth a try.

-> "It's going to be alright sunbite, I'll take care everything... In exchange for a kiss of course~"

-> Though if you're together with your lover because you love them Sun might have to start throwing tantrums, why do THEY get your attention and love and not him??

-> His patients are a lot considering he works with kids, but seeing you, his precious sunshine in love with someone else? Giving your affection to another person instead?

-> He will kidnap you on the spot. Or kill your fiance if it was just you three in there, even in front of you, then kidnap you.

-> Does he feel any remorse? No. He's just doing something that should've been done a long time ago

-> "Ah- Looks like I got too excited... Please don't scream sunshine~ I'll be here to take care of you now~"

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> 𝕄𝕠𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕡

-> If you happen to run across Moon when he's active and share the news with him first you'll have to uncomfortably stay in silence for 1 or 2 minutes as he laughs in pure joy and amusement.

-> Or Sun will be in complete silence and disdain when you tell him and Moon just laughing his ass off in their shared mind, annoying Sun further because this is no laughing matter.

-> He finds it hilarious- amusing even, that you would just go and do something like get engaged and pregnant without him knowing.

-> "Oh this is just GREAT starlight~ You're engaged too? How DISGUSTING-ly cute~ why don't you bring them over sometimes?"

-> Truth be told he already would've known you're pregnant if you've shown any signs, no matter how small. It's the engagement he didn't expect. And frankly, he's obviously -really- a little mad.

-> No matter what anyone says, Moon still loves taking care of children and he'll treat yours, his precious starlight's, the best.

-> Though if you don't keep your fiance away during the time he's active, Moon won't hesitate to get violent with them, he won't even try like Sun to separate you without being violent, it's straight to murder. Moon is very easily ticked off even by their name.

-> I do think he's more mature than Sun in an aspect so you won't have to worry about any accidental drugging on his part. He would love to have a kid with you and sooner is best than later.

-> Even if the reason you stay with your fiance is because of the baby Moon won't try to do a shortcut like get rid of the child, he'll try persuading Sun to play the long game as well.

-> "Come on, I'm not THAT heartless starlight~"

-> Although if the little child ends up resembling that person more than you he'll be a little annoyed.

-> But at least you'll just get to relax and have a good, healthy and authentic sleep when you're with him.

-> Of course it's all a distraction, as much as Moon loves to take care of you, he needs to find that pesky little fiance of yours and get rid of them while you have your guard down.

-> "They've been following you a lot these past few days..."

-> You'll never find the body, even if you do you won't be able to recognize it.

-> If for some reason you're getting abused, Moon will instantly know, he's probably the one who told Sun too. If the line was crossed before, now it's completely been run over.

-> Moon might even try to leave the Pizzaplex to take care of the pest that dared to lay his hands on you more than it was already deserved.

-> After he's done he might blame it a little on you, not that he thinks you're too blame, Moon wants you to know you deserve a little punishments for not telling him sooner or leaning on him more.

-> "See starlight? This is what happens when you don't lean on me. No matter who you meet or where you'll go, I'm the only one who loves you this much~"

-> If you're in love with your fiance and everything is perfect, Moon is keeping very specific tabs, every little affection you show to your fiance, how much you love them or how glad you are for the child being theirs, he's remembering every little detail, Moon is just waiting for the right time.

-> "Please watch your words starlight, you might regret them."

-> He's just being softer because you're pregnant but the minute your fiance is gone, you're kidnapped and back on full shape after your kid is born, expect a worthy punishment for all the times you've frustrated him.

-> "Everything I'm doing is for you Starlight~ show a little appreciation if you want your limbs to be intact after this is over."

[daisiesandshakes]

Hi can I request jealousy headcanon for Isaac,Arthur,Mozart,comte please

Hi dear nonny! Thank you so much for your request 💖

Sorry it took so long, night shifts were exhausting...

Here you go, I hope you like it! 💝

(@ashavazesa , I'm tagging you, maybe you like it!)

Jealousy headcanons

for Isaac, Arthur, Mozart &

le Comte

Isaac

The shy, poor boy doesn't know what hits him, he wasn't prepared... It is the first time he's really in love and it is his first time being jealous.

He wouldn't talk about his feelings in the beginning, because he feels a bit ashamed about them. Additional he's not used to talk about feelings anyway, so he bottles up.

You recognize his strange behavior like avoiding your glare, his abrupt short answers (especially towards the male who causes the jealousy), but at first you can't figure out where it comes from. He would also act more possessive than usual, suddenly kiss you firmly in front of others or pulling you close.

Though he knows you love him truly, he's unsettled deep inside and needs your reassurance. You'll have to push him slightly to open up, to tell you what's on his mind. When he does...oh boy.

With glowing eyes and fervent words he'll beg you to SHOW him your love, pushing you onto the bed. Needy for your touch and your words of love, nothing remains from his shyness. He won't let you go the next hours, making sure you're really his.

"Isaac, please tell me what concerns you... did I something wrong?"

You're sitting next to him in his room on the edge of the bed.

"N- no... It's not that."

His behavior was oddly brusque today and you are really concerned.

With a sigh you overthink what happened all day and then something klicked. You spent a lot of time with Napoleon while he teached the kids. Could it be?  "Isaac, are you jealous?"

The vampire flinches and draws his gaze away from yours, a blush appears on his handsome face.

You cup his face, forcing him to look at you. Gazing deep into his beautiful cherryblossom eyes you ask "Isaac, you know that I love you, that my heart belongs only to you, don't you?"

"Y- yes. My head knows it, but..." suddenly he pushes you down.

"Show it to me." He whispers, his voice husky and deep, his eyes dark with passion before his lips captures yours in a fiery kiss, his fingers ripping your blouse open.

Mozart

Mozart is probably the worst with jealousy (besides Theo). He even can't stand the thought of another male being too close to you. It doesn't matter if it is another resident or a complete stranger, he is very possessive and you only belong to him. No other has the right to touch you.

If someone touches you by accident, his possession drives him to get rid of the foreign scent on you immediatly.

When it's a strange male (talking to him would be enough to drive him crazy), he would be broiling jealous, unable to express himself. Normally Mozart is very straight forward, but not when it comes to express his feelings for you. Blaming you for being too trustful, he would even start an argument.

But Mozart loves you so much, you're so precious to him, he'll regret his harsh spoken words soon and searches for a way to talk.

Admitting his jealousy, he shows you that there is only one way to calm him down. Claiming your body and mind he would train you to who you belong until the sun rises and your voice is hoarse.

"M- Mozart, what-" you gasp as he pulls you behind the thick curtains, sealing your lips with his. "You spent enough time with the other residents." He breathes hard as he pulls away. "Especially with Leonardo. I don't like his cigarello scent on you." Your eyes grow wide. "Wolf, are you jealous?"

A faint rose appears on his cheeks. "I don't want to be...But yes I am."

"But... You don't have to be jealous. I love you so much, Wolf. There is no room in my heart for another man."

"I know, meine Liebe. But it seems that my heart doesn't accept this truth fully." His radiant violet eyes pierces into your soul.

"What can I do to make you feel better, Wolf?"

A slight smirk plays at the corner of his lips as he leans forward. "Await me in the thermae. I'll make sure the only scent that remains on your body is mine, and obviously I'll have to remind you the next hours to who you belong." fervent spoken words next to your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

Arthur

He never felt jealousy before. Being a rotten flirt, Arthur is used to be the reason for that emotion, he never thought it could happen to him.

Trying to hide his feelings he'd cover them with playful words and actions. But when a male approaches you and gets too close, he won't think twice to make clear you are HIS girlfriend, holding you at your waist, whisking you away.

Deep inside Arthur has the feeling he doesn't deserve you, so he is afraid to loose you and gets easily jealous. He wouldn't like to admit it to you , worried he could scare you off.

But you are not able to overlook the pout and scowl on his handsome face or to overhear the truth hidden behind his joking words, irrelevant how much he tries to mask his feelings.

Arthur has a deep longing for your reassurance in words and body language, he needs your touch so bad, be prepared for exhausting, delightful hours between the sheets after he got jealous.

You are sitting on the couch in Arthur's room, rambling about your day with Vincent. Lately he gives you advices in painting techniques and you enjoy them, happy to make progress in your hobby. Arthur looks up from the papers with a smile, sitting at his desk.

"Darling, you sound really happy. I know you enjoy painting with Vincent, but are you sure you didn't decide secretly to leave your filthy boyfriend for this pure angel, Luv?" Arthur chuckles. For a split second a hurt expression appears in his loving gaze and his voice didn't sound as lighthearted as it should. You set your cup of coffee down with a surprised look on your face. "Are you jealous?"

A slight rose tints his cheeks as he pulls his gaze away.

You hurry over to him cupping his face and locking eyes. "Arthur, you are the only one for me. You are the love of my life, you know that, don't you?" Your thumbs caress his cheeks.

Arthur's big blue eyes waver at your words and he inhales deeply.

"You have no right to be this adorable" he whispers with a husky voice as he pulls you on his lap. Kissing your lips ardently his fingers already unbutton your blouse. "Say that again, luv" he smiles at your lips. "And then I'll make sure you won't ever forget that you are MY adorable girlfriend" he breathes at your skin as his lips travel from your jaw to the neck.

Le Comte

Comte seems to be always so calm and thoughtful, but when it comes up to you all this is nothing but dust in the wind. He waited for you and your love for centuries, now that you are his he's confronted with the deepest fear of loosing you.

Also he is insecure inside, thinking he doesn't deserve someone so precious like you (are you surprised?). This uncertainty is more fuel to the fire of the jealousy that rages in his heart.

Despite his always graceful and sublime conduct le Comte is very passionate and possessive. He can't bear another man touching you, even it is only your hair. On the other side he wants you to live freely, interacting with the other residents as usual. So he would get jealous real quick, but:

Wearing a mask of gentlemanly behavior and used to lock up his feelings you wouldn't notice his jealousy until it's "too late". Maybe it was only you and Leonardo in the library, sticking heads together and giggling about something. Maybe it was a stranger at the market, picking up an apple for you that dropped to the floor, holding your delicate hand while putting the apple into it.

When he corners you after that in his room, there'll be no escape. Le Comte will make sure that you're his, taking possession of your body and mind until there is nothing left but thinking of him and moaning his name. He will only stop when you pass out due to the overwhelming passion.

Le Comte cocks slightly an eyebrow due to the sight that is presented to him in the library. Arthur stands in front of the bookshelfs, carrying you bridal-style. "What happened?" he asks with honest concern. "Oh, our pretty dove wanted to spread her wings. I catched her as she fell from the ladder" Arthur replies lighthearted. "Luv, if you want my touch so bad, all you have to do is ask. You don't have to risk your health to get it" smirking he looks deep in your eyes. You feel your cheeks grow hot as you hit him at his shoulder. "Put me down, Arthur!" With a wry chuckle he lets you go, giving le Comte an amused sideways glance. "Okay, my performance as a hero is over, back to work then." With these words Arthur leaves the library and you exhale, looking concerned over to the pureblood. "You know that it was only an accident? I feel a bit embarrassed and.." Le Comte cuts you off, smiling gently.

"Ma cherie, don't worry. I understand what happened, everything is fine."

With a relieved smile you pick up the dropped books "I should have known, that something stupid like this doesn't concern you..."

You hear a sharp inhale and look up. His expression is serious, his eyes burn like melting gold in a furnace. Approaching you with slow, predatory steps he asks softly "When did I say I don't care?"

With a fluid move he pins you against the bookshelf, kissing you senseless. You both pant for air as he breaks the kiss. "I await you in my room. Now. Your chores are done for today." Comte leaves you with trembling legs.

Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoyed it 💝

[furiousmooncupcake]

Survivor | Sidney X Gender Neutral Reader (Parts 1-3)

***parts 4-end available on my page!***

You move in with your uncle Stu, who is -unbeknownst to you- one half of the ghost face killer.

What will you do when you find out? Join him? or borrow some of Sidney's courage and fight?

***This story and it's characters are based loosely on the first scream movie.***

***TW: this story contains graphic depictions of violence, gore and mild sexual content and is not suitable for young readers.***

Part 1

I rummage through my things, scrambling to get everything ready.

Today was my first day at Woodsboro highschool. I've never went to a new school before- and I'm not doing it now by choice.

My families house burned down recently... I lost everything, I basically have to start all over- like my last life didn't exist... it's a hard feeling to describe.

The only belongings I have left are what I had kept at my grandparents house, which is where I am staying until my parents are able to find another home in Woodsboro.

I hear a rhythmic rap at my room door.

"All ready?" I hear the familiar voice of Stu on the other side of the door.

I am the child of Stu's older sister Leslie- making Stu my uncle although we are the same age. I've always seen him as more of a brother than anything, but he loves to tease me about it.

"One minute!" I toss my supplies into my backpack and throw it over my shoulder.

I give myself one last looking over in the mirror. My hair was curly and a dirty blonde color. I kept it out of my face with a colorful bandana to match my tie-died crop top. I paired it with a pair of low rise bell bottoms and some white tennis shoes.

I swing open the door and as I go to walk out Stu leans on the door frame infront of me, blocking my path.

"What?"

"You're really going out dressed like that?" His eyes travel down to my stomach that peeked out of my top.

"Yes. I'm in highschool Stu, I'm aloud to show my belly button." I roll my eyes and duck under his arm. He shakes his head in disapproval as he follows me out the door.

When we arrive at school we are met by Tatum, she is Stu's girlfriend. I've met her quite a few times already as she comes over to the house often. It's nice to say I atleast I know one other person besides Stu.

"So are you excited?" Tatum asks me as Stu wraps an arm around her shoulders.

"About what?" I ask.

"You know, about starting at a new school!" She smiles.

"Ah, not really." I shrug. "School is not really my forte. Plus the thought of having to catch up with everybody makes me sick."

"I don't mean like that." She giggles. " arnt you excited to make new friends? Maybe meet somebody? Huh?"

"They'll make friends in no time." Stu grins. "Their just like me. Fun, loveable, attractive..."

"Careful, I can see your ego growing." I poke him in his side.

When we get inside I immediatly head to the office to grab my schedule and make my way to my classroom.

***

Stu and Tatum meet up with me after classes. Together we go to the fountain.

On its ledge sat a small group. A beautiful girl, leaning on her a scrawny guy with dark greasy hair and next to them-but also at a distance- another guy with lighter brown hair and very pretty blue eyes.

"Hey guys! This is my little nibling I was telling you about." Stu pats me on the head and I cross my arms.

"Little? Your literally a month older then me."

I introduce myself and the others do the same back. Sidney, her boyfriend Billy and Randy.

They take a seat and I plank myself down between Stu and Sidney.

"So, Liking Woodsboro so far?" Randy makes conversation with me, he was very sweet and gave off a very comforting vibe.

"I don't know, it seems nice on the surface but there is something about this place that feels a little off. I don't know why." I pride myself on being a good judge of character and I am usually right... I guess you could say I've got a strong intuition?

"Perhaps it's because everybody's feeling on edge about the murder."

"Murder?" I blink.

"Leslie didn't tell you?" Stu laughs. "Typical."

"So what happened?" They've peaked my curiosity.

"Last night somebody murdered a girl- Casey Becker- and her boyfriend-Steve Orth." Randy explains. "The police have no clue who could have done it, so everybody is on edge not knowing who it could be... it could really be anybody."

"Even you." He jokes, smirking and raising his brows.

"Why would it be me?" I question.

"Well, Stu said that you came to town yesterday... that same night they were murdered. Coincidence?"

"It's impossible for it to be her" Stu chimes in. "They were comepletely gutted amd hollowed out. Only a real man could do something like that."

"A woman could kill somebody!" Tatum retorts and the three of them argue.

I rub my forehead in disgust as Stu explains how to gut somebody in graphic detail, this isn't really the topic of conversation I had expected.

"Don't mind them, their horror movie nerds." Billy speaks up,  noticing my discomfort.

"You don't have to tell me. I know how tasteless Stu can be." I shake my head and he grins.

"If your not into scary movies, what do you like?" Billy continues the conversation.

"I'm more of a dirty dancing-ghost type of person."

"A Patrick Swayze fan?" He chuckles.

"Fan is an understatement." I laugh. "Romance movies in general are more up my alley."

I look at Sidney, she's stares blankly at the ground as if she is absorbing everything that is being said.

"What about you?" I ask her, trying to insert her into the conversation. I wouldn't want her to think I was making a move on her boyfriend.

"Oh yeah, i like those too." She replies as I snap her out of her trance.

Suddenly a voice bellows over the speakers, it's the principal. He gives a warning about arriving home safely.

Stu jumps up from the fountain, grabbing me by my wrist.

As I stand up I notice Billy give me a looking over, unbeknownst to Sidney. It sort of makes me uncomfortable and I duck slightly behind Stu.

"Come on, let's go home." He grins. "If any killer tries to come at you he'll have to get through me!"

"I'll go-" Stu pretends to punch and kick, making funny sound effects as he does so. "Your guts are safe with me!"

He pokes me in my stomach and I shoot him a dissatisfied glare.

I wave goodbye to the others as we walk off of school grounds.

That evening my grandparents announced that they would be going out of town. My parents had plans to go as well, in their words they needed a 'break from all of the stress.' But actively chose to leave me in it.

I didn't fussy the idea of me and Stu being left alone with a killer on the loose, but Stu was absolutely ecstatic. He was already making plans to hold a house party.

"I don't think thats a great idea." I explain my concern but he seems unphased.

"We can drink beer and watch horror movies!" He rubs his hands together in excitement.

"We don't know who the killer is, you could literally be inviting them into our home." I shudder at the thought.

"What if we already have?" He chuckles and my eyes widen.

"Just screwin with ya." He pats me on the back and lets out a hearty laugh.

I punch him in his arm. He really is simple minded.

He gets up from the couch, grabbing his backpack and heading toward the door.

"Where are you going all of a sudden?" I ask.

"I forgot that I promised Billy we'd hang out today. I'll be back in a few."

"Alright." I nod. Slumping down into the cushions and flicking through the channels on the television.

Part 2

At school the next day the whole atmosphere felt different... lighter.

People were gathered in small cliques, laughing, gossiping...

One of them grabs me by my shoulder, pulling me aside.

"Have you heard?" She squeaks excitedly. "They caught the killer!"

"What, really?" I feel a weight lift off of my shoulders, perhaps being home alone won't be so bad after all.

"Yeah." Another girl chimes in, eager to spread the rumor. "and you won't guess who it is!"

"Who?"

"Billy Loomis!" She whispers.

"What!?" I'm taken aback. He did seem sort of off, but I still didn't imagine it.

"Sidney was threatened by the killer last night...moments after Billy climbs through her window with a burner phone. Pretty creepy huh." She wraps her arms around herself, shivering slightly. "The police took him in."

That's odd... i scratch my head as I recall Stu saying he was supposed to hang out with Billy last night. Billy wasn't with him- but with Sidney... yet Stu was gone for hours. My thoughts race. I'll have to question him about it when we get home.

Something catches the girls' attention and I quickly follow their gaze. Sidney walks down the hall, her head down. People whisper and call cruel words in her direction as she passes. She must feel awful.

"Hey, i bet Sidney is a killer too!" A boy speaks loudly. "It would only make sense to throw your accomplice under the bus to protect yourself."

I see a pained expression cross her face and I instinctively run toward the guy, giving him a powerful whack across the face with my math textbook.

"What the fuck was that for?" He cries as his nose begins to bleed.

"Mind your own damn business." I hiss.

"And if anybody else wants to open their stupid mouths they can feel my wrath too. I used to take karate back in my home town." I shout through the hall threateningly.

The subject of conversation quickly shifts from Sidney to the fact that I am a total lunatic, which wouldn't be completely false.

"You didn't have to do that." Sidney speaks softly, finally looking up from the floor.

"But I appreciate it nonetheless." She smiles slightly.

"Anytime." I smirk. "So... how are you feeling, like really?"

I wrap an arm around her shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

"It really took me off guard." She sighs. "When you think you know somebody... you don't."

"I can only imagine the feeling." I bite my lip. "But you really did a good thing by turning Billy in. Most people wouldn't have the courage to betray their loved one like that."

"Youre a good person that cares about the wellbeing of others. I've only just met you but I can see that." I speak from the heart and she smiles warmly.

She really is beautiful. Her dark hair and striking brown eyes contrast perfectly with her clear, pale skin. I smack myself on my cheeks, desperate to rid myself of my intrusive thoughts... now really isn't the time.

A teacher approaches us, an angry kick in her step. Following behind her like a stray dog was the boy I had hit earlier, a wad of bloody tissue up his nose.

"This school does not tolerate violence amongst its students." She lectures me. "Go to the principals office. Now."

I groan. Snitches get stitches.

"I'll see you later Sid." I give her one last pat on the back before heading toward the principals office.

***

The secretary sits at her desk, flipping through a large stack of duotangs.

"I-" I try to speak but the secretary interrupts me abruptly.

"The teacher already called ahead. Follow me." She stands, motioning me ahead with her hand.

She tries to open the door but it is locked.

"That's strange... he never locks his door." She mumbles.

"Excuse me sir, I have a student that needs to see you." She knocks on the frosted glass and waits a moment, but recieves no response.

"Sir?" He still doesn't answer.

She pulls a set of keys out of the pocket of her blazer, unlocking the door and cautiously pushing it open.

The moment the door cracks I am hit in the face by a pungent metallic scent. The secretary notices it too and wrinkles her nose.

We step inside, the principal has his head cradled in his arms as if he were taking a nap on his desk.

"Sir, are you alright?" The secretary pushes him up by his shoulder and suddenly his body falls limply back into the office chair. His face was pale and lifeless.

We are both mortified as we notice his white button up had been stained red from the multiple stab wounds in his chest. Upon further inspection we also notice that his stomach had be sliced open and his organs pooled out into his lap and onto the floor by his feet.

The last thing I can remeber after that moment is the secretary's blood curdling scream for help as the world closes in on me.

***

When I come to I am laying in a doctors office, surround by police officers. My heart races as the morbid scene repeats itself in my mind.

I begin to feel even more Ill as I relay my experience to the police. They had officer Dewy do the questioning, since he was Tatum's brother they thought it would make me feel a little more at ease. It didn't.

"How are you doing?" Sidney sits down on the bed beside me, taking my hand in hers.

"Just peachy." I smile sarcastically.

"I'm sorry." She furrows her brows in frustration.

"What for?"

"It's my fault you got into trouble... if you didn't have to go to the office you-"

"Stop right there." I interject. "I chose to bash that guys nose in and I'm dealing with the consequences."

"But there is one thing that really has me stumped..." I quickly put the pieces together.

"What is it?"

"I thought they caught the killer... so how was he able to hurt anybody else?"

"We're not exactly sure..." Dewy exhales. "Not only was Billy in jail when the attack happened, but we checked all of his call records and he has been cleared and released."

Then the killer is still out there? I swallow the lump that had formed in my throat.

"I want to go home." I whine.

"Are you sure you're alright to leave?" Sidney asks, concern in her eyes. "The doctor said they would hold you until tomorrow morning."

"No... I'm fine, just a little shaken up. I'd rather lay in my own bed."

"Alright." Dewy smiles. "I'll let the doctor know."

He gets up, making his way out into the hallway.

It was just me and Sidney left in the room. As her hands cupped mine I could feel a comforting warmth travel though my body. It was an indescribable feeling of safety and reassurance that I didn't want to let go of.

"Dont worry, whoever this killer is... he'll pay for what hes done." Her dark eyes were full of strength and determination I couldn't help but believe every word that she said.

"you can go." The doctor speaks as head Dewy enter the room.

"but take these, they will calm your nerves and hopefully help you sleep through the night." He passes me a small orange bottle. "Dissolve them under your tongue."

"thank you." I nod.

"ill give you a ride home." Dewy offers.

"Where's Stu?" I ask.

"He went on ahead, something about catching up on an assignment." Sidney sighs.  

"Alright." I get up, finally releasing Sidney's grip on my fingers.

"You know, if you need to talk I'm only a phone call away." She smiles.

My heart flutters in my chest. Her genuine concern is touching, a feeling I was not used to. Although I love my family they could always be somewhat cold... even Stu, who I was the closest with usually lent a blind eye to my feelings.

"Thanks Sid, I feel a lot better now."

Part 3

I step out of the police car into an empty driveway. My family had already left town. They probably hadn't even heard about what had happened to me that day.

I go inside and quietly shut the door behind me. It was getting late and I didn't want to interrupt Stu's studies...

I go into the kitchen and make my way to the phone. I should really call my parents and tell them what happened. If they find out from somebody else they are sure to be pissed.

When I pick up the receiver I can hear Stu's voice on the other end. Assignment my ass. I hold my breath as I bring the phone up to my ear. I know I shouldn't eavesdrop but curiosity has always been a weakness of mine.

"Are you sure it's safe to talk on this phone?" I hear Billy's voice.

"Yes dude, the fam's out of town. Nibling's at the hospital for the night. Were good." Stu replies.

"why didn't you just call me on your burner phone?"

Why would they need a burner phone to speak? what do they plan on talking about? now I definitely have to listen.

"Cuz... I may or may not have lost it, okay?" Stu groans.

"you're lucky I'm still talking to you after you almost got my ass locked up." Billy spat. "You're lucky I didn't rat you out."

Rat him out...? for what?

"And I'll be forever grateful." Stu chuckles. "But get this, I got a plan for our next hit."

"I don't feel comfortable talking about this over the phone. Let's meet up at our usual spot. "

"okie doke. Be there in a minute." Stu hangs up the phone.

I hear his door open upstairs and I quickly duck behind the counter as I hear Stu sprint down the stairs and out the door.

I wait a few moments to ensure that he is actually gone and slowly make my way up the stairs. Stu's behaviour has been strange since I moved in with him... and Billy, although proven innocent, gives me a strange feeling in my stomach.

Against my better judgement I decide to sneak into Stu's room, I need to know what he could be hiding. I start to sift through his belongings, desperate to find something that doesn't belong.

I pull open his drawers. All of his clothing was thrown haphazardly into it. I resist the urge to fold it neatly, I can't let him know I'm doing this.

While I was sat on the floor I notice a box underneath his bed. I lay onto my stomach and use my arms to slide myself underneath. I sneeze with the embarrassing amount of dust under his mattress and pull a dirty sock out of my hair. Nasty.

I grab onto the box and scoot myself back out. I brush myself clean and kneel beside the box.

As I lift the lid I am not surprised to see that it is full of photos of topless women. Ugh, how tasteless. I rub my forehead. I could really just stop here and let it go... but that wasn't me. I couldn't possibly let my questions go unanswered.

I pick out all of the explicit photos and lay them to the side. Underneath them all laid a gray backpack, the same one I saw Stu wearing that night he was going to 'hang with Billy'. Why would he hide it like this?

Inside was a mass of  black fabric. I reach in to pull it out and something sharp slices my hand across my palm.

"Ow! what the heck was that?" I shout audibly.

I flip the backpack upside down onto the floor and out falls a black robe. I unfold it to reveal a white halloween mask, a pair of gloves and a hunting knife that had been wrapped inside.

"what...? why...?" I murmur as I unzip the front pocket with my bloodied hand, I hadn't realized how much I had been bleeding.

Inside the pocket was some type of device. I hold down the button on its side.

"What is this?" As I speak the machine repeats my voice back to me in a deep, raspy tone. It's a voice changer.

My hands start to shake as I quickly come to the realization.

A disguise... a weapon... an alibi... Stu couldn't really be... the killer? and Billy his accomplice?

My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the front door slamming.

I panic and quickly stuff everything back into the box and slide it underneath his bed once again.

I can hear a couple of sets of footsteps walking up the stairs toward me and I run into the closet, softly sliding the doors closed behind me.

"Since it's going to be my party ill have to make an appearance." Stu speaks as he and Billy enter the room. I watch them through the small gaps in the closet door.

"So I'll move in first while you distract the guests." Billy adds.

"Exactly." Stu grins. "Then, part way through the party we switch. That way you'll make an appearance as well and I can have a bit of fun."

"But how are we going to frame Sidney's father for this. That is the main point."

"I haven't thought that far yet." Stu scratches his head.

"We'll have to kidnap him beforehand. He needs to be at the scene of the crime when everything goes down." Billy adds.

"I got a closet downstairs we can shove him in."

"Perfect. Nobody will believe his word against ours, the only survivors." Billy smiles genuinely and it sends a shiver down my spine.

My heart feels as if it is going to burst out of my chest as I watch Stu reach underneath his bed and pull out the box.

I hold my breath as Billy slowly approaches the closet, his head hanging down toward the floor.

"My stuff!" Stu shouts. " It's not how I left it!"

"I know why..." Billy grins as he glares through the hair in his face.

"Why?" Stu asks in shock.

Billy looks toward me as he points to a trail of blood splatter that lead into the closet.

My hand... it dripped...

"You have a rat." He hisses.      

[keilemlucent]

“i’m here”

NSFW (minors dni)

hawks | takami keigo x reader

word count: ~2.2k

keigo comes home and you’ve both got old wounds on the surface 

warnings: sex-based breakdown/panic, depictions of ptsd, safe-wording, trauma (😎), vague descriptions of dissociation

a/n: hey folks, mind the tags! this is some vulnerable, self-indulgent hurt/comfort. i’m a bit shy posting this one BUT all the same enjoy <3

Keigo cared.

You could tell, so easily. It radiated around him when you were together, this aura that he never carried publicly. It was saved for you, a different type of adoration and tenderness that solely belonged between the two of your souls.

It was never acknowledged, but felt, and that quiet recognition was enough.

There were things you couldn’t tell him, not yet and fuck, maybe you never would. Everyone has their demons, and you knew Keigo had plenty of secrets he kept to him.

(How many times did you help him pluck and preen feathers still wet with blood? He assured you it was never his, but that didn’t ease the knot in your gut.)

It was just boundaries, maybe. Maybe. The things you couldn’t, wouldn’t tell each other. Little lines drawn to keep the two of you safe from your pains. Better to lock them up than share them, right?

Except, things are never that simple and ills hate staying hidden for too long.

...

He’d been gone for a while. A mission far off and secret.

By proxy, Keigo had come home haggard and hungry.

For you.

He entered your home and without pause, he was on you.

He tossed you into bed. His wings flared out wide and ruffled. It made him look bigger than he was, and the light in his eyes had a starved gleam that sent your heart racing.

You tried to ignore his new, plentiful bruises and bumps. The colors bloomed over his skin, even in the near dark of the bedroom.

What does he do when he’s away?

It was better to not ask questions.

He ravaged you, naturally. How could he not? He’d been gone for weeks, sending you the nastiest, most yearning texts. Nothing too long, but little notes that communicated how much he missed you, how much he fucking needed you.

And he was certainly showing you.

His lips were over yours, nipping and sucking and devouring you in every sense of the word. Hands tugged and ripped your clothes off, his nails long and unmanicured with his mission. They weren’t quite pointed, but they were still too sharp to be scratching down your ribs.

It was all a bit too much, a bit too fast, but you tried to catch up the best you could.

“Keigo—” You sputtered as he bit his way down to your breasts, tugging on a nipple with his teeth.

“Hush,” His voice sounded far too low and it made your stomach flip (in the worst way oh my god). “I’ll take care of you. Doesn’t that sound nice, dove?”

The pet name should’ve soothed you.

(‘Should’ve’.)

Your inside did flips as he trailed lower.

Your mind was going lower too.

Mentally, you scrambled, clawing for a ledge to ground yourself on. Sensation whirled, pleasure and fear mixing into some fucked up cocktail in the front of your psyche.

Why are you so scared?

Your heart pounded, nearly ached in your chest as Keigo played with your clit over your panties.

It should’ve felt good.

His tousled hair was so fucking pretty. Keigo was gorgeous in every way, the wings were just a part of his visage. You were so lucky, so privileged to have him looking at your cunt so hungrily.

You’re so scared.

Why are you scared?

(You knew why, you just didn’t want to remember any more than you needed to. But that wasn’t really in your control, was it?)

You felt like you were falling as Keigo cleanly licks your cunt through your panties, soaking the cotton with his drool.

No, no, no.

Tears pricked your eyes as he pulled aside your panties, just enough to get a look, going in for a taste—

NO, NO, NO—

“N-no. Stop.” You gasped the words, cringing at how they broke in your throat. “Keigo, s-stop.”

Keigo froze immediatly, gaze flickering up to your face before his expression fell hard and fast.

No, no, no, you made him upset.

Dumbass.

He shot up, wings folding tight to his back. You scrambled up on the bed, arms wrapping around your shoulders. They shook in your grasp, you shook in your own hold as you tried to comfort yourself. Your breath was coming too fast and hard, but that was another issue entirely. You tucked into yourself tighter and let your vision go blurry in the ripples of the sheets.

Keigo sat in front of you, eyes wide and lips parted in terror and unsure words.

“I’m so s-sorry,” His hands folded in his lap. So tense they looked painful.

You shook your head, laughing, “It’s not your fault. You didn’t do anything wrong.”

You just couldn’t do this right now.

“Can I help?”

You didn’t reply for a moment, trying to reign in your racing mind.

Truly, Keigo didn’t do anything wrong. Maybe moved a bit too fast, but nothing out of the ordinary. You’d done this song and dance so many times, you loved it. Most of the time.

Sometimes, someone with your secrets had bad days that made you scared of the people that love you the most.

A thick sludge burrowed in the back of your throat as you shook your head.

Thinking felt too hard.

“Not yet,” you choked out rubbing at your cheeks. The tears smeared over your cheeks, turning them hot and angry as the rabbit’s heart buried in your chest. .

Keigo hovered, unsure.

It wasn’t like him not to know what to do. He was intuitive and saw through people easily, even if he didn’t say it. And he knew you particularly well. Very well. Little details about you and your being were tucked away in his mind, always brought out in key moments.

“Dovey?” He asked softly, like trying not to startle a terrified animal (isn’t that what you were?) “Do you want me to go?”

“N-no,” The words burst from your lips as your chest squeezed so tight, you could’ve checked. “No, no, no, please don’t go.”

You gagged on air and slammed back into the headboard.

Sure, the odd mix of emotions and very unwelcome memories was rawing your mind and body from the inside out. Sure, Keigo knew nothing of what you were experiencing. This was private, all of this part of you held far away from him. This was your burden. You had therapy, and self-help books, and deep breathing.

But, none of that was working. Instead, you were staring down your lover, helpless.

Your eyes flickered to the nightstand.

“Water?”

Keigo was already sending off a flurry of feathers to freshen up the liquid in the glass.

Good start.

Keigo’s hands twitched, wings restless as he regarded you. His breaths were even and solid, counted and practiced to keep himself calm in the face of your panic.

A chilled glass was delivered to you by a bundle of feathers. You snatched it, holding it to your cheeks before taking a few fat gulps.

Slow down.

You’re going too fast.

“Little sips,” Keigo reminded you, voice soft.

You pulled back, looking at him in your hazy vision, “Little sips?”

You tried again, taking a smaller sip, swishing the water in your mouth before swallowing.

“Was that good?” You looked at him, inching closer to him

He nodded, golden and glowing, “Very good.”

The praise was a little bit of salve for a much larger wound, but it felt wonderful nonetheless.

Keigo wasn’t the issue.

He wasn’t, truly. You knew that, despite all the swirling fear.

The only issue with Keigo was that he suddenly felt too far away.

You gave him a desperate little look, hands itching across the covers.

He noticed because of course he fucking did.

(Thank fucking god.)

“I’m here.”

It was a reminder, a needed one.

Keigo, your kind, sweet partner was not the memories swirling his mind. He didn’t hurt you, he didn’t harm you.

“... Yeah?” You sniffled.

“I am.” His face was soft, softer than you’d ever seen. The pre-mature wrinkles looked too deep in the moonlight. His eyes looked too old, too worn, as he silently acknowledged those goddamn demons without a word. A little, rumbling coo broke from the back of his throat and felt yourself relax with the sound.

And, fuck, bless him—

Keigo gave you a soft smile that felt like warm honey in spiced tea that seeps into the cracks between your ribs.  

“Hold me?” You finally asked, words shaking but not hesitant.

He nodded, and before you could comprehend, he was tugging you down into the sheets, pulling you to his chest and squeezing. It wasn’t rough treatment, but it was firm, grounding at the very fucking least. His arm wrapped around your middle, pulling you to his chest and holding you there. Your cheek squished against the chill of the cooling sweat over his sternum, a shaking breath finally coming slow enough to give you a bit of ease.

“Is this okay?” Keigo asked, one of his wings adjusted to barely ghost over your bodies.

You pressed closer, greedy and scared, “More. Tighter. Please.”

Keigo wasn’t one to deny you.

His grip got firmer, fingers stroking up and down your spine in time with his own slow breathing. The wing over you relaxed, bearing down just enough to be comfortable. It was maybe a little too much. You dealt with it, let the weight of Keigo be next to you and over you because he was good. You were good or going to be. You clung to the thought.

“You’re safe, I promise.”

You clung to that thought too. Keigo was good and safe. You believed him if only a little bit.

You hoped Keigo knew that this wasn’t about him. That the poisonous memories and awful thoughts weren’t about him, rather than he’d caught their thin, nearly invisible tripwire.

You’re safe, why are you panicking?

Because sometimes this just happens.

You pressed your nose between his pecs, tucking a hand between the roots of his wings. It made him startle; the area was sensitive. He quickly relaxed and went back to petting your back and taking deep breaths.

The two of you laid for a long time, surrounded by each other's breathing and grounding in the heat of the sheets and the white noise of the world. You remained in some sort of a daze for most of it, the memories fading, but just leaving you numb and out of it.

“More water?” Keigo asked, tentatively kissing your clammy forehead.

You nodded, sitting up slowly and rubbing a hand over your cheeks. The air felt less suffocating, your mind calmer, but you still felt like shit—

“Drink,” Keigo brought the glass to your lips with a combination of his hands and feathers.

You gulped down half of the freshened water, letting a bit dribble past the corner of your lips. The leftovers were swept away by your thumb and rubbed in your hot cheeks. The cold was a grounding, and the world was finally stilling as you needed it to.

“You didn’t do anything wrong,” You met Keigo’s gaze from where he sat across from you. He sat upright and on his knees, hands and wings folded to his center. The posture made him look smaller as he watched you. His bright eyes took you in as well as they could, but you could sense he was still a little on edge.

Your words made his brows shoot up.

“I should be telling you that, not the other way around,” Keigo bit his lip and frowned.

You snatched his hands in yours, “We both need it. I need you to know I’m not upset.”

“You... should be. At least a little.”

You gave a little shake of your head, thick in your resolve.

Keigo stayed silent before taking a deep breath, wings readjusting with thought, “I suppose you don’t want to talk about it?”

“I... I don’t,” Maybe sometime, but not now. “But, I still need you to know you didn’t do anything wrong. It just moved too fast for me and I got...”

You lost your words and your vision went hazy at the bedsheets once more.

“Overwhelmed?” He finished your sentence with a squeeze of your hands.

“Yeah, fuck, that’s the word,” You shook your head. “I’m still not feeling great.”

“That’s okay, “ Keigo assured you with another squeeze. “Can I help at all?”

You shook your head once more.

Not right now, not more than you’ve already done.

“Just be here, if that’s okay? Like you have been.” You fully intertwined your fingers, noticing the remnants of something dark under his fingernails. More than likely dirt, but it was still a reminder. “It’s just nice to have you close.”

Everyone has their demons.

“Can I still kiss you?” Keigo asked as you dragged him under the covers.

You mussed on it, wondering if it would bring back the thick fog and panic.

“Only a little,” You told him, once again burying yourself in him. “I’ll let you know if it’s too much.”

It was more than enough for the two of you.

Keigo tilted your jaw up with his palm, giving you the gentlest kiss he could. His touch remained firm everywhere else, but he was tentative in giving you the space you needed.

He pulled away and you tuck yourself under his chin.

“Thank you.”

Keigo’s wing stretched over you, blocking out whatever thoughts and ills clawed toward you. In a wordless squeeze, he said all that needed to.

‘Of course.’

[pure-kirarin]

The rose left unwatered (Law x f!reader)

Heyo guys ! this is my first multi part fanfiction and I hope that you will all like it =w=.  No TW for now apart for coming smut in next chapters~  This was originally a request by @soul-stealer-reaper​ . Thanks for requesting :) originally you asked for a scenario with rough NSFW where Law has a crush on a girl that the government is afraid of and that has high bounty. As this will have some parts, everything you asked for will come in the next chapters so no worries :’) ! I won’t hide that wrote quite freely tho, I hope that it’s fine.  Synopsis : You have felt unwanted for so long that you forgot the last time you felt like you belonged. Quite paradoxical, when you are one of the most wanted “criminals” in the new world. You cross paths with Law after joining the strawhats at Fishman Island to “kill some time” and you both feel a weird connection from the moment your eyes met, curiosity, hatred or desire, did it really matter as long as feelings were involved ? ---------------------------

A rose left unwatered will wither, A heart left unloved will rot, A sweet dream left untouched will go bitter,  A love left unspoken will be forgot. Nemo -  Murder in Venice

The first time that Law saw you, he found you extremely annoying. He remembered that he saw your wanted poster somewhere, with one of the highest bounties that he has ever seen. Seeing such a high bounty made him raise an eyebrow at first, what could you have done to have the whole world on your back ? The second thought that came to his mind was that of detachement, then he flinched at that thought.

The first time that Law saw you in person was after his Allience with the strawhats. You stayed at the ship the whole time, you didn't even bother to follow others to punk Hazard or to help them with their plans. He thought that you were an extremely selfish person and you reminded him of the person that he hated most. That way you had of doing what you wanted without caring about others, the smirk you had on your lips at all times, never submitting, always acting so sure of yourself, it irritated him.

How could someone get such a strong reaction out of him ? He didn't even know, he always eyed you from afar and it was enough to know that you prfoundly, passionately got on his nerves.

You joined the strawhats in the Fishmen Island, finding your way to them and just asking to join. Luffy's simplistic demeanor meant that he accepted right away, not caring about who you were and not flinching at your high bounty.

You made it clear that you were just staying to be entertained, in fact, you didn't want to fight, you didn't want to help anyone, your curiosity was just peaked by Luffy, by that man that defied the world government, by that man that defied everyone at Marineford. You weren't impressed, but you just felt sympathy towards him and wanted to find some company.

You found what you were looking for, in fact, life with the strawhats was enjoyable, you didn't get along with Usopp or Nami. The former thought that you were « too scary » and would kill them in their sleep, the latter hated how little you were willing to cooperate.

You had your own reason, but nobody on that ship was able to grasp your personnality, you just had your own way of thinking, your own internal logic that nobody seemed to get. Who were you ? Why were you there and why was the whole world on your back ? All these questions were provoking Law, teasing him endlessly. His curiosity was growing day after day and you were always there, on a lounge chair enjoying the burn of the sun on your skin, not caring about anything else, not caring about him, not that he cared...did he ? You got on his nerves just by being there, he felt obseverd yet, he wasn't the kind of people to get flustered but your gaze was so intense, feline.

It was a soft night on the sunny, a few days before getting to Dressrosa.  On this night, the strawhats decided to gather around after dinner like always. They enjoyed socializing and spending time together, telling stories and playing silly games.  It was quite late so Momo was already sleeping. Everyone was on the deck enjoying some drinks and you were on the crow's nest, peaceful.

« Y/N-chaaawn~ » Screamed Sanji, making you look down. « Come have some fun with us, don't stay there on your own ! »

« - Yeah Y/N ! We're all having fun here. »  Said Luffy.

You jumped gracefully from the crow's nest just like a cat. You then looked around circularly before taking place between Law and Robin as she silently made some space for you. The atmosphere was light and everyone was enjoying themselves. Zoro was drinking bottle after bottle as Sanji was screaming at him. Usopp was telling you all for the tenth time about how he took down a sea king with his little finger and Luffy and Chopper were captivated by how cool that was.

You were just silently enjoying that sense of peace till Nami asked you out of nowhere

« Oh true Y/N, I actually never asked but I am curious, why is your bounty so high ? What have you done ? »

For a second your expression changed and everyone's eyes were on you. You just decided to tell them some kind of lie and you said that you killed a celestial dragon. Everyone looked at you in awe, killing a celestial dragon means that you had to escape from admirals. You excused yourself then saying you were tired, therefore going to sleep.

After hours of partying Strawhats went to sleep. You got out of the girl's quarter wearing only a night gown. Your thoughts were waltzing since earlier's events and you were looking melancolically at the ocean. The sound of the waves was so calming, you got close to the board of the sunny, placing your elbows on the wooden surface. You didn't notice it when Law came your way, he wasn't sleeping either, his sleeping schedule was always herractic. He was still intrigued by the lie you told earlier and by your overall attitude, something about you drew him towards you like a magnet.

-(Y/N)-ya...You didn't kill a celestial dragon, did you?

His voice was low and hoarse, stealing a murmur out of your lips. Your eyes met his, gray, icy. It was the first time he said your name outloud, actually, you briefly ever interacted since he got on this ship.

-Trafalgar ?..

You were wondering why did he bring this up, he never ever showed interest in you and you in him. In fact, now that you looked at him more in detail, you could say that he was an exceptionally handsome male with soft dark hair and a gloomy but all the more seductive cast of demeanor.

He could obtain any female he wanted at a snap of his fingers. You looked away and added :

-I thought that you disliked me. Why do you even ask ?

He raised an eyebrow, but got back to his stoic expression almost immediatly. He didn't know that it showed. However, you were wrong, he was starting to get intrigued by you, by your high bounty, by the detached way you acted. He was usually the one to observe and analyse people, but something about you...He couldn't put a finger on.

-I don't like lies.

-I have my own reasons...I'm sure there are a lot of things that you want to keep secret.

You hesitated then looked his side. He seemed calm still and just shrugged, ready to go back to his spot but then you added ;

-I lied because I didn't want to involve anyone in this...When I was just a child, I was a part of a dozen kids that were selected to take part into a « government experiment »...I don't want to go into details but...you clenched your fist, eyes fixed on an imaginary point in front of you I am the only survivor of that experiment...Therefore I'm being tracked... We were given power...To this day I don't know its extent...But I know that with just a blow of my fingers I could...you gasped How could a child be granted such a power ? Why did they have to choose for me ? I didn't want any of this....I never wanted to fight, I don't want to fight. I just wanted to be normal, to have a family, to feel wanted...haha...your laugh was bitter I mean, I know that I am the most wanted person you probably met, but I didn't mean it in that way. I hope that this satisfies your curiosity, Trafalgar Law.

Your eyes met, he looked in them, deep, searching for traces of honesty. You were telling the truth, there wasn't a doubt. He liked the way his name sounded out of your lips, it was the first time that he heard these three letters murmured by you. It's as if his first name sounded different, you had that way of saying it, almost like a whisper. You looked so vulnerable in your nightgown, so fragile despite your usual arrogant carapace. The fiery tigress looked like a sweet kitten and he was surprised by the way he just wanted to reassure you. He brushed that thought quickly and added, stoic ;

-I see, why did you tell me ?  

-You just asked me to, no ? I just felt like we were a bit alike...Ah. Also, quit asking me questions....This is starting to feel like a doctor examination...Now it's my turn to ask. Why do you even care ? I didn't think that the surgeon of death was such a curious person.

He scratched his chin, hesitating for a second, but then he just said bluntly ;

-The first time I saw you, I thought that you were extremely annoying.

- Ah ? you looked at him with a straight face, but still a bit offended If we're playing first impressions then...

-But I get it now.

He wasn't annoyed, in fact, he was just fascinated. It wasn't animosity that he felt but desire to know more about you. It wasn't that he was making sure that you're not endangering anyone, he wanted to look at you, it was just excuses upon excuses, rationalization for a case of irrational fascination. Now that the diagnostic was there, he could understand his emotions more clearly.

-You are talking in riddles but well...Whatever...Why did you form an alliance with Luffy by the way ? I wonder how you're able to handle all of his energy if you can't even stand mine haha.

-Let me correct you ; I don't hate you. He stops for a moment then he adds. There is a man that I would like to kill.

You turn now, back against the wooden border of the ship. You had an amused look on your face, wondering who was that man that he wanted to take down ;

-Now that's interesting ! Let me guess, who is it ?

-You are quite curious yourself, (Y/N)-ya...

He thought it was only fair, you opened up to him, he opened up to you, but telling you the details wasn't for now.

-So you are using the strawhats ?

-I am not sure who is using who. And what is your reason for joing the strawhats ?

-Luffy, you said with dreamy eyes, it's the D in his name...I have been drawn to people with this letter in their names like a magnet...I don't know...I just believe it's fate...

He was startled by your answer, so you knew about the « D » letter ? He also had this letter in his name...He just added then, with a face that didn't betray his surprise ;

-Oh , a girl like you believes in such romantic stories ?

-And what is a girl like me like ? You added, amused. I mean, apart from annoying.

-...Quit it already.

His tone was stable as always. He didn't show it but he thought that it was cute of you, how you insisted and played along. You faced him, your eyes looking right into his and you weren't one to look down, oh no. Irisis into his irisis, looking for him and digging something into him. He didn't even know what you meant by such a look, once again, feline.

The salty smell of the ocean's water mixed with the odor of your fruity perfume made that moment a bit more enjoyable and he wasn't even the type of person to enjoy chatting.

Check mate, you made up for that horrible first impression. You added then ;

-You avoided my question by the way, why wouldn't I believe in « such romantic stories » ? What do you think you know about « a girl like me » ?

You got a bit closer, amused, and he thought that it was getting a bit dangerous. You had a fake woeful look in your eyes. His limbs were filled to the brim with that ocean perfume of yours mixed with that sweet taste, and for a second it was as if that odor operated some kind of spell over him, because a surprising thought occured to his mind ; what would your lips taste like ? Certainly salty like the ocean and a tad like peaches.

Unsettled and unfocused he said ;

-Shouldn't you be sleeping ?

In reality, he didn't want these thoughts to make a nest out of his head and decided to cut the conversation quite abruptly. Your rocked your body back, almost like a child and rose your eyebrows in a semi-sarcastic semi-dramatic way.

-I'm a bit too old for a bed time don't you think, Trafalgar ?

-Just Law.

-Yes yes ! L-a-w...See you tomorrow ! You're not as uptight as I thought.

-(Y/N)-ya.

He just said your name in a strict way, probably indicating that you needed to go. His tone was firm, stop teasing already.

You looked at him with a diminishing smile, pronouncing every single letter so slowly, stretching his name on your lips so that these three tiny letters seemed endless. You tossed your hair, and something about the whole situation, about your feminine charm, something about the breeze of the night made the both of you feel unbearable tension. The type of tension that happens between a man and a woman at three in the morning, that tension that makes every little detail, every look in the eyes, every brush of the fingers feel indecent.

The eyes of a woman can't lie, his ego was stroked as he thought he had a glimpse of your hidden desire.You turned to go back to the girl's quarters, his eyes still hanged on your silhouette. ----------- I hope that you liked this first part. Please tell me what you think. It is a great motivator to know that I’m writing and being read. <3 I wish you all a nice day !

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Thoughts about Port's relationship with his other colonies? Both before and after independence?

That is a delicate question, and I really don't want to accidently say something offensive or ignorant. I think @portu-cale' s hcs on the matter are really well written and researched.

On a purely human perspective, here's what I hc:

Cabo Verde

Cabo is the one closer to him. She used to be a port, both to sailors and pirates, so Port used to drop by almost everytime he went sailing. She's a happy girl, very friendly, but vicious when she wants to be. Like Port, her heart belongs to the sea so they bonded over that. After her independence, they remained close, with Cabo dropping by his place frequently. Port still feels very responsible for her, and tries to help her out with medical supplies and other services. They also bond over Fado, as they're both really good singers.

Guiné Bissau

Their relationship was always strained, they weren't very close as Guiné was much closer to her siblings. After the indendence they didn't interact much, when Port did it was mostly out of guilt and because he feels responsible. However, they are both very proud of Éder (aka aquele que os fodeu).

São Tomé e Príncipe

Tomé was lonely, Port wasn't around as much as he should but he was closer to him and Angola more than his other siblings. After the independence, Tomé had a hard time adapting financially, so Port again felt responsible to make a few business deals and protect him from pirates.

Angola

Angola wasn't a child when Port showed up, and she never quite forgave him for taking her away from Congo. Their relationship was colder than with the other colonies, but they learned how to live with each other, on good days, Angola would take one of his locks of hair and braid it with missangas. She was also a caretaker, helping looking after her siblings. After Brazil's independence, Port started investing a lot more on her. After her independence, they were strained for a long time, but they get long well now even if they're not emotionally close. They're trying to build a new relationship, and work together often (don't get them started on the Luanda Leaks scandal), they also bond over football a lot, music and telenovelas they both produce together while trying to drag Luciano to their collabs.

Mozambique

Mozambique was very important to Port after crossing the Cape of Good Hope, as a trully safe harbor. Mozao was calm, responsible and polite, so Port usually trusted him to live by himself, dropping by from time to time when he came from India. Just like Angola, Mozambique suffered a bloody civil war after his independence, during which his relationship with Port was cut, and he grew closer to his neighbours, Russia, Cuba, the Nordics, Brazil, Italy and Belgium. Port kept an eye on him, but didn't interfere much, as he was busy getting out of his own dictatorship and selling all his life savings to join the EU. The best thing he could do for him was invest financially and erase Mozao's debts. Nowadays, he's around whenever Mozao needs something, and bond over football and their admiration for Eusébio.

Timor-Leste

Timor is the family's baby and Port treats him like a baby too pure for this world, too precious. Timor was the baby Port kept trying to keep away from Ned, who wanted him to join Indonesia. Port might have lost the spice trade, but wasn't losing Macau or Timor. After 1974, Timor was given independence even though he never rebelled , and was immediatly invaded by Indonesia. Port was wracked by guilt, he couldn't be there physically for Timor, so he used all his diplomatic ties to pressure UNO to force Indonesia to leave, but Timor suffered a lot. As the youngest and after so much suffering, Port wouldn't deny Timor anything and spoils him rotten along with the rest of the family.