#they say they'll help but it takes them an hour to start cooking because they have to find the right video to watch first

[jedi-bird]

Partner is off work this week and has decided to stay up until 2 or 3 every morning, which is frustrating because I get up early and can't do anything around the house because it'll wake them. This house is basically like an open floor plan (high open ceiling in the living room, no doors except on the bedrooms but they want them open at all times, sounds echo and lights are noticeable no matter where you are); I hate it. All the things I need to do right now involve having to move things from downstairs to upstairs, which is impossible without waking them up. Same with laundry (washer is just under our room), dishes, and cleaning the bathroom (they hate the smell of cleaning products). I can't even go sit in bed and crochet because I would need to turn a light on. I'm bored and frustrated and by the time they wake up it's about the time I'm usually stopping for the day.

[thegnomelord]

I REALLY LOVE THE STRAIGHTFOWARD WEREWOLVES SOAP. OMG. Its just really funny in my head, imagine the way soap would act so shameless around the reader, uncaring about the stare he got because thats just how they are! The werewolves race with their no-shit and unfiltered attitude, and oh if they take interest in you, prepare your heart especially if you has a weak one; because surely they'll cling their every waking moment with you, sniffing every spots of you that they can reach. Absurd yet endearing flirtiratios compliments would hurled at you, catching you off guard cause they just come out of nowhere. Baring their fangs at potential rivals, worst case scenario if its their own race, because they can and will get violent, best calmed the werewolves down before anything awful happened. Just a thing between werewolves to prove which one is the stronger and more qualified, whose more worthy of your love, in their point of view.

If you have the time can you make a short fic, it would be the highlight of my life for weeks!!

Okay yes but also because I love needy clingy pathetic Soap too much lol

CW: NSFW, gn reader, grinding, somnophillia, quick and rough.

You've noticed that Soap has started to act. . . strange.

He's started trying to feed you all types of stuff, mostly meat, seeking you out at all times of the day. You'll see him go out to the woods and come back with some large animal, and an hour later he'll be coming to you with a plate of food and a 'Kiss the cook' apron on (every time you have to bite back from drawing attention to the fact the arrows point down to his dick). "Hey, need that wonderful mouth of yer's to try this out." He says, watching with rapt attention as you try his food, taking every critique with a wagging tail.

And if you like his food, oh, there's a giant grin spreading across his face. "Yeah, ye like that?" He comes closer, the plate in your hands forcing distance between you two. "Reckon this cook should get a reward." He's already stepping around to press his chest flush with your back before he can finish his sentence, and you don't have the heart to stop him because the food is mouth watering and he's just scenting you, even if the occasional flick of his tongue against your nape makes you shiver. (You, again, try not to draw attention to a hard bulge grinding into your ass)

That's the other thing. He's gotten really clingy.

He's always been clingy with all the team members, nuzzling his cheek against Gaz, whining like a kicked puppy when pushes him away with a hand on his face, tail wagging as he scents Price. Usually he's satisfied after he's done scenting the lads in your team, happy to continue with his business.

But with you. . .

You can't even sit on the couch for five seconds before his burly body is snuggling up to you, taking his seat in your lap like he owns it, like he's a lap dog. Doesn't even excuse himself before his hands are groping your biceps as he nuzzles your neck. "Aye, yer so hoht," He purrs, full body rubbing against you. "Could use ye fer a blanket on cold nights." You don't know how to feel about that, his words causing your mind to stutter long enough for him to replace the scents lingering on you with his own.

And when someone enters to find you like this, he doesn't even throw them a glance, gripping onto you like a koala and all you can do is mouth a 'help me'. Doesn't work though, as the second he senses someone is getting near he's growling like a monster truck's engine, glaring at the poor sod with his face still stuck in your neck.

Or, if you're busy with something, he'll saddle up to you, ears perked up. "Oi, bonnie, hold som'ting fer me." He'll whine, tugging on your arm until you sigh.

"Fine, just give it here." You growl, holding out your arm, still concentrated on what you're doing.

Next thing you know you're cupping his jaw, his head resting on your hand. "Anyone ever tell ye, yer got perfect hands te grope with?" Johnny grins at you, that one snaggletooth fang pinching his lip, using your confusion to rub the scent glands in his cheeks against your palm, making sure you smell like him.

You shake out of your stupor and pull your hand back, resisting giving in when he gives you such a heartbroken whine. "No, Johnny." You growl and shoo him away, but he still manages to brush his tail against your leg.

You make the mistake to fall asleep on the communal couch after a grueling day of training recruits. When Johnny finds you, his nose immediately trying to get a whiff of your scent, he growls when he can barely get traces of it beneath the smell of dirt and sweat and way too many people when the only scent you should have on you is his. His inner wolf growls along with him, his ears pricking up straight, staring at your sleeping form.

He's more than happy to rectify your mistake.

He lays on top of you, purring happily to himself when you don't even shift. "Good mate," He hums to himself, wrapping around you like a blanket, face buried in your neck once again. His hands slide beneath your shirt, making him pant into your skin from the sensation of your muscles beneath his hands. He moves his body slowly, seeking to have as much skin contact as he can, mouth watering and angel bells ringing in his skull at how he can taste his scent replacing everyone else's on your skin.

He doesn't notice when he starts to nibble on your neck, but it's the sensible next move, what better way to keep competition away than let everyone know you're taken? Johnny's marks bloom across your throat as he sucks hickeys into your skin, his wolf and himself standing on common ground to make sure you're covered in his marks.

He pulls back his head to look at his work and groans, cock immediately hardening in his pants from you covered in his marks. His hips gain a life of their own, thighs gripping your own as he grinds down, already half drunk on your scent.

You wake up to find his hot breath fanning over your face, the sensation of something hard grinding against your leg dissipating any residual drowsiness. "Johnny, what the fuck?" You ask, voice rough from sleep, only now registering his weight on top of you.

"'m sorry bonnie," Johnny whines, burying his face into your neck to muffle his whining. "Just- hah- needed ye."

You grumble, but you can't hide the way heat burns through your veins at the sight of him, his face flushed, claws gripping you like you'll disappear, desperately humping against your leg.

"I can see that." You say, tensing your thigh to give aid him in his grinding, your eyes growing wide at the loud moan that escapes him, like he's a whore on camera.

"Oh, shite, thank ye, thank ye, thank ye-" He whines, his humping growing faster, butterflies fluttering in his stomach at the way you hadn't pushed him away, that you're accepting his advances, muttering 'mate' under his breath as he chases after his orgasm.

He cums before either one of you knows it, a dark stain forming in his pants as he bites down and groans into your neck. You grunt, but Soap's quick to release your skin and lap at the aching spots with his tongue, soothing the pain.

"'m sorry bonnie." He mumbles, cock still hard in his pants, his wolfish eyes settling on you. Shame nibbles on his stomach for cumming so fast when he can't smell a lot of arousal on you, his wolf growling at him to show you how good he can be.

You jump when his hand slides down to grip your crotch roughly, his pupils dilating at the way a small moan slips past your lips. "Lemme make it up fer ye yeah?"

[sugar-softies]

I want a feeder to wake me up with bags of fast food breakfast.

I want them to help me finish mcgriddles and breakfast burritos until each bag has been emptied and crumpled up into the trash, and then I want them to rub my belly until I fall asleep.

They can wake me a few hours later with a home cooked breakfast, ask me to praise their cooking over the grease they fed me earlier. They'll say they know I love the grease but sometimes you need to eat something made with love.

After second breakfast they'll help me out to the couch and put on something for me to watch, with a game controller within reach for when I'm no longer sleepy and stupid from food and can play video games.

From then on out they bring me snacks and soda constantly, only breaking for lunch and dinner.

And once I'm shoving dinner into my greedy mouth they start bringing me beers, whiskey, wine, whatever drink they've chosen tonight to make me happily drunk and bloated. They'll help me take hits off my pen until I'm too high to feel how full I am, and begging for snacks.

I want to end the day feeling enormous, loved, and happy, too heavy to get off the couch. I want that feeder to tease me because we're trying to wait until I've digested enough to get up and walk to bed but I keep asking for more food and making that wait time longer.

I want to outgrow my clothes and know my feeder already has new ones for me, but they're going to ask me to wear the tight ones while I game and they feed me

[mockingjaaaye]

So, Zoro giving Sanji one of his earrings.

They're aware of what the other feels. They know that the type of love they feel for each other is different from what they feel towards their crewmates, but considering the lives they have, taking risks everyday, they agreed on not pursuing a romantic relationship, maintaining their friendship. Being "nakama" it's more important than whatever desires they have.

But, even if they have this agreement, somedays they just ignore it. Living together and seeing the other everyday it's hard, you know. So, sometimes they just hide in the aquarium, or the bathroom, or the pantry. They can't help but to give in on their desires and let them selves enjoy each other's arms, each others lips, each other's hands. The heat of their bodies, caressing each other's skin, touching each other's hair.

After all this time, months, even years, they need to have these moments to relieve the longing. They don't regret a single bit of their decision, because they totally can be happy with just existing around the other.

At least that's what they tell to themselves.

The thing is that every single day that passes, Zoro can't stop thinking, at least once, about their agreement. Like, f*ck everything. If one of them dies tomorrow, is that gonna be it? They gonna live their last minutes with just stolen moments? They're losing time, goddammit!

So, one night all the crew has been drinking. It's been peaceful days on board of The Sunny, and everyone wanted to have a good time, so, after some hours of celebration he has drunk enough alcohol to feel slightly tipsy but also to begin to feel his inhibitions to wear out.

At one moment, while he's watching his friends start to get sleepy (in fact, Chopper is already sleeping in Robin's lap), he loses sight of the cook.

Zoro quickly locates him, hearing his steps behind him. As he turns and follows the sounds, he sees Sanji walking towards the galley. Right before Sanji enters the room, he locks eyes with him.

They look at each other for one second. Two seconds. Three. When Zoro gets to ten, Sanji turns and disappears through the door.

Zoro doesn't wait another second and he's already walking to join Sanji. He can't say no to those inviting eyes.

When he enters the room, it's dark. Zoro's about to call the blonde, but then he hears the lock of the door and feels the presence of the man he's been wanting to touch all night.

Not even a second after he turns, Sanji is already kissing him, hands on his shirt and his hair, while he pushes the swordsman towards the couch.

This is what he needed. This is what he needs. This is what he always wants to have. Not short moments every 2 weeks, when they can't stand another moment without feeling each other's lips. Not stolen glances during meals. He wants this right now, and every moment from now on.

They've been in each other's life's for years, and they just know that they'll always be there where the other is. If Sanji breathes, he wants to breath with him.

How else can he tell Sanji his own truth.

He tries to say it of through his fingers, he tries with his lips. How else can he tell Sanji "I'm yours. I always have been. I will always be yours".

And as Sanji kisses his neck, his shoulder, his chest, Zoro takes one of his earrings, and with his other hand cups Sanji's face, forcing him to break the kisses to look at him in the eyes.

Sanji looks at him confused, and the look deepens when he feels something cold against his ear. Slowly, the chef rises his own hand and covers the object with his fingers, touching it, trying to figure out what it is.

When he's about to ask Zoro what is going on, he notices the moss-head's left ear with the dim light the full moon provides.

"If you're not ready now, or ever, to forget our agreement, it's okay, but I want you to have this either way", Zoro tells him. "If I don't ever get to wake up with you, if I don't ever get to hold your hand whenever I want to, it's completely okay. But I want you to have a part of me with you. I need you to know that i want you in my life as long as I get to live, but everytime you look at this earring, what i want you to remember is that I'll always be at your side if you ever look for me. No matter what we are or who we are with".

It takes some minutes for Sanji to understand the weight of Zoro's words. To actually realize the size of the swordsman feelings for him. But more importantly, allowing his own love for Zoro to be free, and not forcefully hidden in the deepest part of his heart.

"I want it. Oh lord, I also want it, Zoro", Sanji answers as he starts crying. They kiss, more fiercely this time, but also differently. From now on, they won't have to steal rushed kisses in the middle of the night anymore.

"There's a problem, though", suddenly Sanji says.

Zoro opens his eyes and he swears his heart stops. What could possibly be wrong. Is Sanji already regretting this?

But Sanji smiles at him. "I don't think I can wear this. Can't help but notice that i have none of my ears pierced". And they both laugh.

They fix the problem that same night.

The next day, every single one of their crew mates notice the new piece of jewelry on Sanji's ear and, of course, the lack of one in Zoro's. None of his friends says anything, but they smile when they notice this welcoming change.

[chocol4tte]

Werewolf!Kakashi with creature!team 7 pt. 2

This is what it was owed, I apologize for the lack of activity for this silly idea! Here is the part 1 if you are confused!

So, Kakashi, unaware that the arrow he was shot with was filled with werewolf poison and was slowly becoming one himself, he finally drops the crying children when they are in a safer distance from any potential hunter following them and errases any tracks he left to delay them a little longer, knowing very well that they'll continue looking for them when the sun rises.

Kakashi starts calming the children, they were crying because the only person who was kind to them in that prison, abandoned his family and people for them. Kakashi knows that he is being consoled by the children and he calms them down, saying that he was doing the right thing. They continued to cry for the next hour or so.

Its just after the children are curled up behind him, sleeping, that Kakashi continues treating his wounds, when he takes the arrow out, he recognizes the point of the arrow's color liquid and fears the worst. He thinks it may be the exhaustion of the day and addrenaline lowering down causing him to missdiagnose himself... its not until he sees and FEELS the arrow wound closing. Well shit. Just what he needed.

Kakashi was close to have a panic attack, to stand up and commit what he was trained to do in situations like this, to end his own life for the sake of humanity from an aberration like him, yet, he was stopped by hearing the quiet breaths of the three children he risked his life for, that needed to go back to their own homes and families. For now he will live, until they were safe and sound back at their families.

They travel, of course they do, Kakashi does buy, and sometimes steal, some clothes and food for their survival. Kakashi just now has a higher sense of smell, rappid healing factor, and incredible hearing... for now. Its not until the full moon, when Kakashi hides them in a cave and waits for the worst, which, funnily enough, the trasnformation was just the worst thing that happened, from man to wolf, he just gained another form and hunger for bloody meat... but to his relief, he was hilself, a little wilder, true, but himself. He could protect the kids. However, this raised another question: all werewolves are as luccid as him every full moon? If that's so, are they hunting humans for their blood or for the sake of enjoying the human suffering?... or maybe something more was happening behind scenes.

The white furball of the man-now-wolf stayed the entire night adapting to his new body and try to hunt something, he can't help but think a little of what the fuck was his own village hidding from everyone.

Morning arrives, the children woke up to a bunch of cooked rabbit and some veggetables that Kakashi stole, and the man himself, with elongated ears and a new wilder smell. (Underneath his mask, he has sharper fangs and stronger sense of smell, now stronger than the first days, thankfully he is surrounded with little to human civilization smells).

The kids of course ask him why he was so different than before, Sakura and Sasuke get it before Naruto, who was told in 4 different ways how Kakashi is now a supernatural being like them and the different ways one can become a werewolf without being bitten by one on a full moon. They do feel guilty that the human who saved them now not only left his human group, but even stopped being human. Again Kakashi calms them down and said that things like that tend to happen to hunters like him... well, now Ex-hunter?

Anyway, they continue their journey, and Naruto is the happiest little fox in the continent! Kakashi not only saved them, but is also teachign them about survival skills and hunting skills than their own parents, who often said that they were too young to do adult stuff! He could see how Sasuke was also happy to learn more things that his older brother was stopping him to learn from until he was older. Sakura was still shy about it, but absorbing every sort of information that Kakashi provided to them. At some point of their journey, they began calling Kakashi, Sensei, much to his dismay.

As they travel, every full moon, Kakashi continues adapting to his wolf transformation and even his... companions/students(?) cuddle with him in those nights, even sometimes Naruto and Sasuke in their naimal froms wrestle around him, and sometimes, when he is up to it, he plays with them as well, being a wolf... brought some freedom that he never expected to have.

Not only in the full moon, but in some parts of the way, when they were taking their time to set up a small camp, Naruto and Sasuke used it to continue wrestle following their instincts. Sakura observes them, given that she is not a magical beast like them, Kakashi uses the time to teach her basic combat training... and eventually this gains her the ability to fight agains the other two kids... and heal them, thankfully.

Kkashi also learns more things from them as creatures, not much, given that they were too young when they were taken away from their families, but he learns enough to start questioning the reality that he had been taught.

There are closer moments where the hunters were closer to them and began notifying another hunter villages to keep an eye in their surroundings and forests, which, in fact they do multiple times, however when it became known that Kakashi, THE KAKASHI, was a traitor, some hunters paled enough to be compared as ghosts and just, ignored the message, thank you very much. Others saw it as a challenge, a way to prove that they were better than the so called Best Hunter and found this hunt as a way to obtain more fame.

Kakashi just took different and a longer way to their goal. Long enough that it took them almost 5 months to arrive at the border of their homelands. (I would love to put more adventures here and character growth but this ain't the platform for it).

It became something bittersweet for Kakashi, and the kids, Kakashi became to know them for the past 6 months and began seeing them as something similar to a family pack, while Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura, couldn't think of a life without their teacher.

He has teach them things that eaither they were going to learn in the next years to come, or never, given that they were just a Kitsune, a panther and a fairy, why would they need to learn to hunt like humans and track like them if they had their senses, only to have an ex-human/ex-hunter teaching them that every sort of knowledge is essential, no matter the species and to not trust just one sense only when hunting. Or a different fighting style that they were accostumed to use or see. Every meeting must have its good bye though.

Once they arrive at the entrance of the creatures territory, Kakashi is surrounded by different creatures, threaten him with claws, magic and even other sort of sharp weapons made of wood and stone, while the kids were taken away from him. All three of them screamed in surprise and were hidden away from the werewolf.

Kakashi knew that they were being observed from affar, and yet the sight of having his students pack-cubs taken away from him, almost made his instincts jump and attack them. That would be a death sentence for him, and the last thing he needed.

As a hunter, there is something that is taught to every hunter, was that, different creatures do not ally themselves, and if they do, it only meant the worst possible news any human could ever have: they would be at war against humans, and right now? Kakashi could see different creatures than the ones he accompanied for almost half a year.

Some of them began yelling orders to call their leaders, while those who took his students pack, began looking at them to see any injuries or signs of poisoning, Kakashi in the meantime, just continued staying in his calm demeanor, fighting against any instinct to go see the kids and calm them down, as they continued pleading to let him go. In fact, Kakashi just says that everything was ok, and to calm down, all while ignoring how the sharp weapons got closer to him, enough to make him bleed, and yet, Naruto, Sakura, and Sasuke got to calm down... a little bit.

In a matter of minutes, a group of people of different species, just by the mere aura, clothes, and smell, they were the leaders of their packs, he knew of them by the reports in the hunter community and there were clear orders for anyone, including elite hunters: "Flight on sight."

With every step towards them, there was a clear expression on them, fury in its purest form, and all directed to Kakashi. Well, he was fucked.

[xoxo-ren-xoxo]

Ari AU - Part Four

The next segment in my Popstar Grian AU that I have been cooking up with @angeart . Sorry for the wait on this one, life has been getting in the way a bit and writing this AU down is exhausting!

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Five

Feel free to send me asks about this AU! It makes me insane.

CONTENT WARNINGS for this part: suicide attempt, suicidal ideation, hospitals, serious medical conditions, discussion of seizures, discussion of psych wards, loss of personal autonomy

Hospital, Continued, OR: This is Likely Not An Accurate Representation of Seizure Related Disorders

Things calm down once Grian is stable again. It takes some work, lots of nurses and doctors hurrying around and running machines while Scar sits outside the room terrified. But eventually, she's deemed stable and Scar is given the go-ahead to re-enter the room.

The crew are finally allowed to sit in the room with her too, but it’s honestly kind of boring. Grian is unconscious, and there isn't much more to say. Talking about what happened - the suicide attempt, isn't something anyone really wants to do at the moment.

While they're waiting it turns to late morning. Impulse goes out and grabs some copies of the morning tabloids. They probably aren't the most pleasant thing in the world to read but the crew have to know what's being said about Grian.

Mumbo goes to get them all some breakfast from a vending machine (and comes back holding way too many packets of chocolate and crisps) while Pearl gets coffee and then stays with Scar, putting a hand on his shoulder as they sit together listening to the steady beeping of Grian’s heart monitor.

When Impulse gets back with the tabloids, it at least gives Scar a break from the silence. Everyone starts ranting about how insensitive the headlines are and how they’re going to have to do so much work to fix things when Grian is better and... Scar looks at them fondly, but doesn't really add to the conversation.

He's glad for the distraction. The hope they still carry that Grian will get better. Because Scar can't see that now. He really can't see it. She looks so fragile now, so drained of life, lying in the hospital bed.

It's another few hours before he wakes up.

As soon as they hear the muffled sounds of Grian trying to speak, Scar is right at her side. There had been mutterings between nurses about how worrying it’s getting, more nervous looks being shot her way with each passing hour, but Grian is waking up again. She’s incredibly hazy and out-of-it, but she’s awake.

And Scar is there this time. He's right at her side. Immediately ready to help her with anything she needs.

The oxygen mask is taken away and Grian tries to say Scar’s name, but it barely comes out as anything. Then he just sobs against Scar's chest, too tired to panic, too hurt to speak. Scar holds him as nurses very carefully flit around.

For a while, she’s kind of fading in and out of. When she’s awake and aware, she talks to Scar a little. Asks if she died. If she was kidnapped. Did she take too many pills? Why is everyone here? Is any of this real? Scar answers each question softly and gently with as much clarity as he can. Which isn’t much, because it’s still Scar.

As he gains more awareness, Grian keeps apologising to Scar. For attempting, but also for not succeeding. For burdening him. Scar never stops his reassurances, holding Grian as close as he can while whispering in her ear.

When a doctor comes in and talks about a psych eval, Grian panics. She's terrified, and guilty, knowing exactly what they're going to say. Of course she isn't mentally well. Everyone can see that. She attempted suicide, for goodness' sake.

More pressingly, she thinks she's going to be taken away. That they won't let her go home with Scar. They'll put her in some facility where she'll never get better. The horror stories she's heard from others who have been in the system like that shake her to her core, and that's what really frightens her. That's what makes her want to escape it all.

Attempt Two - Hospital

When the nurses leave, Grian asks Scar to loosen her wrist straps because she’s uncomfortable. The nurses said that they’re for Grian’s safety, but… what harm could it do? Scar doesn’t want Grian to be uncomfortable. The crew have gone home to sleep, while Scar chooses to stay overnight. 

But though Scar falls asleep on the chair next to her bed, Grian stays awake, mind full of loud and terrifying thoughts. She is so afraid, and guilty about what she's putting Scar through, and, honestly, feels like finishing what she started is the best way out. Even if it is scary, it’s less scary than the psych eval. Less scary than the thought of being taken away from Scar and analysed by doctors. Less scary than the thought of it all being leaked to the press.

With the wrist straps loosened, it’s easy for Grian to escape her room and slip out into a hallway. She finds medical scissors in the bathroom. Which is scarier than the pills. More physical and real. 

There is barely an attempt before she’s found by a nurse. She must have made a lot of noise getting out of bed and into the hallway. Even with scissors, there isn't even a scratch deep enough to bleed. Still, she’s told off and sent back to bed.

Scar is given a very stern talking-to by an angry nurse for letting Grian get free and wander off. He’s horrified that he let it happen, the looming ‘what if?’ playing in his head the whole time.

There are consequences. For some time - whatever the doctors decide - he isn’t allowed to see Grian. Which is torture, really. To distract himself, he takes a few much-needed trips between the hospital and home.

The psych eval goes badly the next day. The doctors confirm Grian's fears, wanting to send him to a facility of some kind. She begs not to be sent away, that it would kill her, even if not literally. She wouldn’t last long in a place away from Scar, especially not being observed and evaluated. Hearing her distress, Scar insists that Grian should be allowed to come home. 

It really hits Grian that it isn’t her choice. It’s Scar’s, as his partner and the closest thing she has to a legal spokesperson (aside from, what, her manager?). Ever since she cut her family off.

Grian has no control over his own autonomy. He supposes he forfeited the right to speak for himself after two suicide attempts, but still, it’s horrible. Or, a horrible thought. Grian is somewhat confident that, because of her status and wealth, she could reasonably convince them to listen to her and her alone, if she needed that to happen. Luckily, Scar’s on her side regardless.

He promises to read all the booklets the hospital gives him - especially the ones about what to do if Grian has another seizure - and to lock away all the sharp objects, pills, shoelaces, wires, and glass in the house. Which he does during the time they don't let him see Grian (the biggest chunk of time is when Grian’s therapist visits. That's something they're going to have to keep doing, of course).

But, before anyone can go anywhere, first priority is a brain scan. Because something happened to Grian when she first woke up, and they don’t know what yet. Which is also terrifying! Grian is getting tired of being terrified!

It’s remarkably fast, as procedures go. The doctor and nurses take Scar aside and start talking to him, which Grian sees and really really hates because hello? He's right here? If there's something wrong with him, he wants to know!

Afterwards, the doctor does come up to her and explain that he's been diagnosed with something-or-other (she isn’t really listening, which sort of defeats her previous point) and needs to stay away from flashing lights and high stress scenarios.

Flashing lights. High stress scenarios. Grian almost laughs, that's actually hilarious.

There is also medication. Scar’s been given pills for her to take daily, to prevent seizures.

Oh. Scar’s been given the pills so that Grian can't take them on his own. So she can’t overdose again. He feels like he's being treated like a child. He understands why - he deserves it - but it still hurts. 

Then, that’s it. Grian makes enough of a recovery to be discharged, and it’s time to go home. Prescribed with new pills, more therapy, and a lot of things to read. It feels anticlimactic. Impulse calls and says he’ll bring over a car, so… it’s another waiting game. 

While Scar and Grian sit in awkward silence, Scar runs over the guilt in his mind. The fact that Grian got out of his room and was going to attempt again. Grian being dragged back into the room, arms scratched up, crying as she’s restrained again. Scar pushed out of the room and listening to her cries, being told it’s his fault she escaped… it all hurts.

But it was a mistake. It is in the past. Scar quietly places his hand over Grian's, extending the olive branch to her while trying his best not to cry. It doesn't matter. He has to be there for her now. 

Leaving The Hospital

Impulse arrives with a baseball cap (which is too big) and sunglasses for Grian, to both hide her identity and keep the camera lights away. There are a lot of people outside still, with cameras and microphones. Cameras with flashing lights. Microphones that cause Grian so much stress. 

How lucky.

Heading out first, Impulse distracts the crowds. Then, Scar tells Grian to close her eyes entirely and just let him guide her to the car. Pay no attention to the reporters. It's okay. They don't matter.

Grian’s used to it. He doesn't even complain. He knows he's just a thing to them. An object to gawk at and capitalise off of. Maybe she'll write a suicide note and blame them in it. That'd be a good comeback, wouldn't it?

It’s not a comforting thought, though. She loops an arm around Scar’s shoulder and allows herself to be moved like a ragdoll, stepping cautiously out of the hospital doors with her eyes shut tight and head bowed to the floor.

The light of cameras flash behind her shielded eyes, but nothing happens. It’s overwhelmingly loud, after so many quiet days in the hospital, but she pushes through. As she always does. Within a few moments Scar gets her into a car, and they’re off with no incident.

No seizure. It's strange getting used to the thought. Seizures were something that happened to other people, not to Grian. But now they do. Now there's something else to watch out for.

During the ride, Grian stays quiet. He’s scared to find out what’s waiting at home. Whether their house will be swarmed with people, or if it will be safe. Terrible thoughts crawl into her head like parasites, eating away all hint of positivity and relief from being out of the hospital. Scar seems upset with her. It's uncomfortable.

And then, without warning, they’re home. Like time has slipped past her. The car engine stops running. Grian remembers to breathe.

There’s no one there. At least, no one visible. Once they get inside and close the front door, Grian stands in the hallway, unsure of what to do with himself. He asks Scar, half-dissociated, if she’s still a person. Scar responds: of course, Grian is his favourite person.

Grian thinks she’s a lot of people’s favourite person, and that’s basically the problem. Something bristles up her spine as she thinks about the bar, and that person, the one who drugged her. 

She's so terribly afraid of everything. Of herself. Of the press. Of the stalkers. She doesn't know how to explain that she still has nightmares about being drugged. And that the night he took those pills was both the calmest and most terrified he's felt in months. Because everything was going to go away. But everything was going to go away.

He tells Scar that he doesn't want to kill himself, but also yes, he does. She doesn't want to die but at the same time, how else will everything just stop? There's no other way out. He can't see it getting better. 

Scar doesn't have an answer either. But he asks Grian, quietly, if he could just... try to stay alive. Even if it's hard. Even if it hurts. Try to stay alive, because he doesn't know what he'll do without Grian. Without Grian being there. Experiencing the world with him. 

He can't - doesn't want to - imagine Grian never smiling again, never singing again, never getting another haircut or eating his favourite food or telling Scar she loves him, ever again. Never listening to Scar's Disney rambles or planning to pull little pranks on their friends. Never crying. Never coming up with song lyrics, or designing outfits. Never holding Scar again.

It's haunting, how Grian seems so far removed now from when Scar met her. Only a hint of her past self shining through, begging to be found and held onto. She's changed. They both have. But losing her altogether?

Scar can't think about that. It's maybe all Grian can think about. And they both feel very, very helpless.

[animeyanderelover]

Yandere tamaki, bakugou,kirishima,shinsuo(separate)

Taking care their unwilling kidnapped sick darling

It's been too long since I've writen for My Hero...

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationhip, possessive behavior, obsession, clinginess, overprotective behavior, mentions of abduction, sickness

Unwilling kidnapped darling is sick

Katsuki Bakugou

💥 Katsuki keeps that frowning scowl on his face as he forces you into not one but three blankets and just tells you to rest and do as he tells you. Is he angry at you? Probably, he blames you a little bit for getting yourself sick like this. You should have done this and that like he told you too but you just had to play the rebel which is, admittedly his doing. Kidnapping you was a wrong choice but a choice the hero made nevertheless. Your rebellious attitude had to be expected but it's incredibly hard for Katsuki to hold back his temper at times. He won't succumb to his anger and scream at you and scare you like some sort of asshole. He isn't the violent bad guy you might write him off as and he is adament to prove that to you. So maybe he's partially responsible for your sickness now too, he should have taken better care of you.

💥 Despite what his darling might think, Bakugou is actually disturbingly good in nursing them back to health. He's informed and knows how to use that knowledge practically too. He cooks the food that will benefit your health, knows how much you need to take from which medicine per day to feel less like shit and still respects the fact that you need rest. Sure, he checks still multiple times a day for your temperature or to see if you have no problems whilst sleeping but otherwise he just lets you rest. Katsuki even acts like he wants the distance, tells you that he doesn't want to get sick too and luckily you never test him in this conviction since you despise him. He might want to cuddle up to you a bit but knows that you'd hate it and that would just mean scratching his ego. A hint of arrogance can't be helped though since he basks in the fact that you're more reliant on him now and he occasionally rubs that into your face although he doesn't push you to the point where you refuse said help.

Eijiro Kirishima

♦️ Kirishima makes an instant fuss over his darling when they start feeling sick and tired and is likely over the top enough to swoop them up in his arms and carry them into their bed. His poor baby got sick so it's obviously his job as their loving boyfriend to take care of them now that they'll need him. Everyone gets sick once in a while, don't worry. This will pass soon. I' say that he has less knowledge than Katsuki and whilst he might know the common folktales how to help with this and that, he has only vague ideas when it comes to the medicine. He's probably the type who'd actually try to nurse you back to health without relying on pills and medicine unless he realizes that it would seriously help you. Tries to make jokes in hopes of making you feel a bit better, he generally talks a lot unless he knows that you just need some silence right now.

♦️ Kirishima kind of glosses over the fact that you're still an unwilling participant in this all because this man has straight up kidnapped you, even if it was in a risky situation. He's decided to put his delusional walls up in order to defend his actions and with your sickness in full work right now, you have not the energy to argue with him anymore. Eijiro grows even more clingy, tells you that he has a robust immune system so you won't have to worry about him getting infected by what you have. Affection and cuddles are good medicine too after all! Well, that's at least what he always tells you when he has you trapped in his grip. He spends hours like this with you where he dozes off a bit and you somehow manage to do too even if begrudgingly. He is a bit more clueless at times but refuses to let you help, reassures you that he'll figure out how much of this specific medicine you need. You just rest and get well soon.

Hitoshi Shinsou

💟 Hitoshi feels guilty after the abduction of his darling, especially since he used his quirk without any hesitation. Sure, you were in danger but it doesn't change that he feels like he just used you the way everyone else was always afraid he'd use his quirk when he was younger. This guilt only gets fed more when you fall ill because you vehemently won't listen to his pleads to be more careful and due to the increased stress of the situation you're in. He sort of panics at first since he hates to admit it but he doesn't really know what he is supposed to help you with in this situation. There is this lingering hope that he can change your opinion of him at least a bit though by taking care of you now and proving to you that he genuinely loves you. He just sends you to bed at first and spends hours in front of his laptop, reading online what he can do for you now.

💟 His approach is similar to that of Katsuki in that he also lets you rest enough. He knows that you're in a bad mood now that you've fallen sick and are forced to rely on him more and for that very reason he's afraid that you'll potentially snap at him and hurt his feelings if he acts too overbearing. It's already a relief enough that you accept the food he prepares you and the medicine he gives you to ease your symptoms. He never brags about it to you though, Hitoshi is just grateful that you comply with him right now instead of continuing to be angry and worsening your health even more by doing so. You might accept his help because you're worried that otherwise he might brainwash you again, he doesn't know and is too afraid to ask you that question. He doesn't speak much but there is some sort of pride bubbling up in his chest when he notices that his treatment helps you and the sickness you're enduring as of now.

Tamaki Amajiki

🌗 Tamaki is devastated by the cold shoulder his darling gives him and copes with it by thinking lowly about himself. He understands you, he's just a miserable person isn't he? Taking you away out of his anxiety to be left by you and ruining you like this, he really is a low piece of trash. When your health slowly deteriorates, the guy suffers a small panic attack and instantly blames himself as the reason. He must really make you sick. A part of his consciousness knows that he shouldn't overdo it but that part is muddled under all the panic that his brain produces as he can't help but turn overbearing now. His poor sweetheart is suffering so much right now, how couldn't he? Even if it's just your common cold, Tamaki will act really dramatic and make it look like something more serious as he starts acting like the worst mother hen you've ever met.

🌗 You're placed in a bed with multiple pillows and blankets and he even goes out to buy you more, occasionally even gets you a cute plushie to cheer you up a bit. He spends a lot of time in the kitchen or hunched over his mobile and reading articles how to help you. He gets you medicine and asks you in a jittery tone if you could take a bit since it should help you. He's still scared that you'll hiss at him, insult him even if he almost expects it because of what he has done. He lingers around you, often peeks into your room to see if nothing is bothering you. Deep down Tamaki really wants to lay cuddled up next to you though even if he might get sick too. His immune system should be strong though, right? You find him staring at you when he thinks like that although he looks embarrassed away the moment he snaps back to reality. If he's desperate enough to tip into his delusional side, you might wake up one day to his form holding you tightly against him, mumbling that you'll be fit soon.

[edbloves]

https://www.tumblr.com/edbloves/754938770487476224/consumed-by-thoughts-of-post-war-bucky-and-buck

Is there any chance we can have more of this 🥹🥹

Hi Anon!!

You absolutely can, let's see if I can cook something up for you, darling! These have been the head cannons bouncing around in my head the last few days so here you go:

After doing a little bit of math, I've decided that John's daughter would be around three (for pregnancy, stalag and post-war timing reasons)

John honestly doesn't remember her mother, and feels horribly guilty for it. He has vague memories of a drunken night in the Bristish bars with a Red Cross girl where both of them were mutually using the other to try to forget the war, but he knows nothing about her and barely remembers what she looks like. And to be honest, there were numerous instances of those, with numerous women

John, being the more charismatic of the two, relates better to her, though he is petrified that he's going to mess up and screw up her life (i.e. he's very aware that he drinks too much and smokes too much)

Gale is more nervous around her, never grew up with siblings and never knew anyone with kids her age and is terrified he's going to disappoint her or unknowingly start acting like his father. But once she starts to get more comfortable with them, he realizes that she's just a mini John and he falls even more in love with her

She LOVES Meatball (whom Demarco gave to Buck because Florida is not the place for a husky) and Meatball loves her back, they spend evenings with Meatball curled around her small frame and her tiny hands scrunched in his fur. Honestly, he's kind of like a therapy dog/emotional support animal for her after her mother's death and transition into John and Gale's life

All three of them get nightmares, John and Gale's about the war and her's about her mother dying, and later, about Buck and Bucky dying so it isn't uncommon for them to be up in the middle of the night all together

On that note, Gale keeps the fridge stocked with each other their favourite ice cream flavours (vanilla for him, chocolate for her and Bucky) and on warm nights where the nightmares wake them up, they'll all pile into the truck in their pyjamas and head out where there are views of the whole city and they'll curl up in the bed of the truck wrapped up and snuggled in blankets with Buck pointing out constellations and Bucky explaining that the sky is where he and Buck used fly

When she calls Bucky Daddy for the first time, he's calm about it with her but he completely loses it afterwards to Gale, emotionally overwhelmed and touched by her trust and love

On her second night with them, Gale is awake in the middle of the night thinking and spiralling and trying make mental tallies of all the things he has to do and learn and help her with and holy shit he's so unprepared and what are they going to do with a child, let alone a girl?? So he climbs out of bed and unthinking of the late hour, phones Marge and asks her how she does her hair. And lovely Marge is like WTF Gale? So Gale explains, says Bucky has a kid so I guess I have a kid now, too.

She has them instantaneously wrapped around her finger and they literally struggle so hard to say no to her ("You tell her she can't do that, John." "Why me? You tell her!" "I don't want her to be upset with me!" "You think I do?!") Good cop, bad cop is literally impossible to do with them, and Gale can't stomach it anyways, not with how his father was

They overload her with toys and clothes and sweets, particularly Gale, trying to come out from underneath the shadow of his own father and frets constantly that she doesn't know they love her

John is the one typically taking her out to do lots of activities, he signs her up for ballet and teaches her baseball as she grows up, puts her on the horses and on a bike probably too-early but Gale can't find it in himself to complain when John's smile is plastered all over her little face

Gale takes her with him EVERYWHERE, and not in the way his Dad took him (like it was a forced thing, like he was a nuisance he had to look after) but because Gale literally just wants to spend time with her all the time. He enjoys talking to her and getting her books to read as she learns her ABCs and hearing her three-year-old (sometimes strange) opinions on things, and having her accompany him to the grocery store and the post-office

Marge begs to babysit and she has to be damn convincing to get them to give her their daughter for a night

That's all I got for now! Hope you enjoy :) We'll see if I come up with more, then I might make it into a multi chapter fic if enough people are interested!

[blacklegsanjiii]

But could you guys imagine Marco meeting the Strawhats for send off in the Oisín!Sanji. Like Ace lives and Ace just deeply needs to be with Luffy after everything so they go to meet with the crew and meet the new members and introduce Marco. Sanji shakes his hand and thanks him for saving his captain and Ace while Ace is pouting at him and arguing. Marco laughs and assures it's nothing but they touch and freeze going wide eyed at each other. Like clearly something is going on and everyone is confused, except Robin.

Sanji says he needs to go get supplies and Marco volunteers to help, Sanji tries to get him to stay and spend time with Ace but Marco basically shoves him off ship and promises they'll be back soon. As they're shopping Marco assures Sanji soulmates can be whatever he wants, platonic, romantic, whatever. Given their age difference it makes sense but Sanji says he just never really thought about who his soulmate would be or if he'd ever meet them, especially given who his dad is, Marco thinks it's Zeff but Sanji thinks Marco knows he's Oisín. Neither of them are correct.

So they spend the trip getting to know each other, telling dumb stories. It takes a good few hours and like Sanji just got back from Momoiro. When they get back Marco is shooed out of the kitchen so Sanji can put stuff away and start cooking and welp. He may be forty five but his soulmate is fucking cute and he's smitten.

He stays for dinner and helps with dishes and Sanji kisses him before he leaves and he's so fucking sold. So fucking sold on this kid. He leaves when they set sail the next morning for fishman island. He keeps an eye on the news and remembers the flaming feathers on Sanji's tricep as he traces the perfect spiral on his thigh. Then Dressrosa happens and he's confused. Even moreso when his last name changes to Vinsmoke which is wild to him. Okay yeah, he's going to Wano fuck that.

He barely makes it and fights Big Mom with a couple supernovas and helps Ace with a few other things and sees Luffy's awakened fruit from after...a series of deaths. He doesn't know where his soulmate is until after it all calms down. After Kaido dies. Marco finds him and Sanji is apologizing to him and Marco just flicks him because Ace, Zoro, and Luffy are in worse condition and Sanji chuckles awkwardly. Marco doesn't pry but is thankful Sanji's not that bad.

Everyone there finds out there soulmates during the course of the parties that happen and Sanji is blushing as Luffy is yelling at Marco he can't take Sanji. Marco promises not to. He leaves to catch a ride from shanks and catch up and tells them he met his soulmate. They congratulate him and then ask who it is and fall silent at the answer. That's their nephew Marco is talking about but he doesn't seem to know that and when Shanks and Marco says Judge was the sperm donor but Zeff raised him. No one corrects him and just wish him luck. Marco thanks them and leaves when he sees his island. The Redhaired Pirates drink to his likely soon death.

When it comes to teaming up to get Teach, Marco joins earlier to have more, non-injured despite the incredibly worrisome super healing his soulmate has. Luffy gives them the captain's quarters to use and they do. They arrive at Karai Bari and Sanji says they need to tone it down, a lot. Oisín!Sanji is not loud, he's more soft and subtle touches like Mihawk would have been with his mom but Marco drapes, grabs his ass, in the kitchen and kisses his head and cheek a lot. Will kiss him a lot too. Marco agrees easily and does lay off for the sake of politics.

At some point a few days into the meetings and preparations. Marco is chatting with Mihawk and catching up because it's been a while during some party the Buggy pirates are throwing and Sanji is out serving drinks or something. The Strawhats are around them because of buggy and crocodile and Zoro is just butting into the conversation asking where Oisín is because Mihawk to give it up at some point to where his son is.

"I thought your son had died." Jinbei says.

"No, no, he's alive." Mihawk assures.

"Interesting." Marco laughs when Sanji makes his fifth pass at handing out drinks, Marco pulls him into his lap because he's kinda buzzed and Sanji hasn't gotten off his feet all day. "Sit, you're making me dizzy."

"Marco, the fuck did I tell you?" Sanji bites as he tries to get up but Marco won't let him.

"Explain." Mihawk says immediately.

"It's not what you think!" Sanji exclaims.

"They're soulmates." Robin says immediately afterwards and Sanji looks at her with both betrayal and horror.

"Your soulmate is my age? Fucking shit, what would your mother think?" Mihawk groans.

"Wait, I thought Zeff was your dad." Marco says.

"You're Oisín? I can't use to get to him!" Zoro yells.

"I thought you knew when we found out at Sabaody." Sanji says to Marco and then looks at Mihawk. "I don't know, she might've liked him." He defends Marco.

"This has to be some sort of penance." Mihawk justifies to himself.

"You're so lucky Pops isn't here to make fun of you." Ace laughs at Marco who is staring directly into the fire in front of him as Sanji lights a cigarette. He must've done it with his foot based on the haki coming off Mihawk.

[fordssuspiciouslyyoungergirl]

Dipford but makes it kinda cannon 🤷🏻

Au, where the twins' parents get divorced and they stay in Gravity Falls cause I said so, heheh

Ever since Great Uncle Ford walked out of the transdimensional portal under the Shack, Dipper couldn't stop his feelings. First they were full of admiration as he looked up to Ford because of the journals and fighting Bill, then after Weirdmagedion they changed into something Dipper could only describe as a crush. But that's wrong right, you can't crush on someone in your family...that's weird isn't it. Dipper started avoiding Ford like he had the plauge and Ford was confused. He didn't know why his favorite twin (other than his brother of course) was avoiding him, why Dipper would get so skittish if they were left in a room alone together. He had to figure out what was wrong. He couldn't live with Dipper avoiding him, it pained him to not be around him.

So Ford did the only logical option, pay Stan and Mabel to leave the Mystery Shack for a couple hours so he can force Dipper to admit to whatever he was feeling.

Dipper had woken up late that morning after spending half the night wondering why he was basically in love with Ford. To the point where he had gotten himself all worked up and had to touch himself in the bathroom to the thought of Ford's six fingers touching him, wrapping them around his throat in a gentle way, stretching out his hole because there was no way he would be able to fit Ford's dick inside him without proper prep. Great, he was hard again. He ran to the bathroom again to fix himself before walking down to the kitchen to get a late breakfast only to find just Ford at the table reading a newspaper and drinking coffee. He couldn't help as his eyes went to the way Ford's fingers were positioned in the handle of the coffee mug.

'Ah, good morning my dear boy.' Ford smiled

'H-Hey Grunkle Ford...where is everyone?' He asked, fiddling with the hem of his pajama top. It was too big for him (because it was actually one of Ford's tshirts he stole because he loves the way Ford smells), and he was regretting not wearing shorts when he came down the stairs.

'Stan and Mabel went on some sort of Grunkle/Niece date. They said that they hadn't been able to spend much time together since the whole mess with Bill happened, so they left. I don't know when they'll be back, however.' He responded, noting that Dipper was wearing one of his shirts. He smiled to himself. At least he still liked me. He thought to himself.

'Oh...' was all Dipper said before he grabbed a plate of scrambled eggs. He said across the table from Ford as he started to eat a small moan left his mouth. 'Did you cook this?' He asked

'I did. It's been awhile since I've had to cook in this dimension, Stanley normally takes care of the cooking from what I've witnessed.' Ford felt his dick twitch at the sound his nephew made.

'It's really good, Ford.' Dipper said, slightly flushed due to the noise he let slip out but grateful that Ford didn't comment on it.

There was a comfortable silence that drifted over the kitchen as Dipper continued to eat, he occasionally looked up at Ford only to see the same thing, his Grunkle just reading the newspaper like he always did. 'Grunkle Ford, c-can I ask you something kinda weird?' He asked placing his plate in the sink to be washed later.

'Of course what is it?' Ford said settling his coffee mug down.

'When you were traveling dimensions, did you ever come across any kinds of different types of relationship?' He asked, he had no idea how else to phrase his question.

'Different? Do you mean like same sex? Do they not have that in this dimension still?' Ford asked.

'No, we have gay relationships here. I meant something more taboo I guess you could say.'

Ford smiled now understanding what the question was. 'Ah...yes actually. In ine dimensions, I stayed with a lovely couple that happened to be brother and sister, a set of twins actually.' He said nonchalantly as he took a sip of his coffee. Dipper's face visibly dropped when he heard that that kind of relationship was normal in other dimensions. 'Why do you ask?'

Dipper had a feeling that Ford knew why he was asking, and he was correct, Ford did, in fact, know why he was curious. 'I...um...I think I have a crush on someone in the family.' He said quietly. He couldn't believe that he had just admitted it. He had tried so hard to hide the fact that he was in love with Ford, but he couldn't escape him.

Ford got up from his chair and went to stand in front of Dipper before getting down on one knee. 'Is thay why you've been avoiding me Dipper?' He asked. He relished in the blush that formed on his nephew's face.

Dipper looked down at his sock covered feet, not bearing to look Ford in the eyes. He was so embarrassed that Ford could read him like a book. Dipper nodded his head shamefully.

'Dipper, you could have told me.' Ford said, gently lifting Dipper's face to have him look at him. He noticed that a couple tears had fallen from his nephew's eyes. He kissed them away, a sweet and romantic gesture. Dipper's eyes widen in shock.

'Y-you knew?!' Dipper asked, still in shock. He couldn't get over the feeling of Ford's lips on his skin, he felt warm and like there were a million butterflies in his stomach.

'Of course I knew Dipper. You're not the only person that has feelings for someone in the family.' He held Dipper's face in his hand.

Dipper launched himself at Ford, wrapping his arms around Ford's neck and hugging him tightly. Ford stumbled back on to his back, now laying with Dipper on top of him. Dipper couldn't stop himself even if he wanted too and made the first move kissing Ford like his life depended on it. He had no idea how to kiss, so Ford ended up taking the lead. Dipper felt like he was on fire and Ford was glad the boy returned his feelings. They were so caught up in the moment that they didn't notice that Stan and Mabel had come back.

'You owe me 10 bucks Grunkle Stan' Mabel said out loud causing the kissing to stop immediately.

'How about I take you upstairs and we have some fun instead?' Stan obviously flirted. Mabel blushed before giggling.

'Wait, you two...' Dipper asked, confused, but still not getting off of Ford's lap.

'Yes, I would also like to know Stanley.' Ford added, his hand going to Dipper's waist to sit up, causing the boy to turn as red as a tomato.

'Stan and I have been together since Waddles got kidnapped by that pterodactyl.' Mabel explained. 'I knew you liked Ford, Dipstick.'

I'm gonna leave this here because if I keep going it'll be a million words long. But yes, I will write how Mabel and Stan got together, and I might continue this one with some spicy later.

[roleplayhonestybox]

Just some time to whine - and no, it's not that I don't understand, I do - but I just feel so frustrated and disappointed now I could cry. So here's my totally first world problem rant: My RP partner says they have finally a long weekend due to the holiday - Thursday to Sunday - and they are looking forward to write aaaaaaall four days. They make it a really big thing and talk about it and are excited. They wanna write ALL day. EVERY day. AAALL the stuff they'll be writing. Because they can't really do asymmetrical and I always need to be around for them to write. Which is fine. I can do that. Life's rough, I understand. They are American. I am not. I'm European with a hefty time difference and a full work week. So I shovel Friday completely free - cancel all appointments - and even a chunk of my Thursday work day. I can't just take them off - I need to stuff the work I would have done on Friday and that chunk from Thursday and work it off on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. Which made my days extremely long and exhausting, but I thought: hey, it's for a good cause! We're going to write like the devil. All day. Every day. Thursday comes, I rush out of work, it all starts wonderfully. We're both excited. Then a problem comes up. Family stuff. Understandable. We spend the night chatting. One things leads to another, the topic gets really dark. I try to be a good friend. I try to help. I stay up until 9am in my time zone. I really don't sleep a lot that night. Friday comes, and they're exhausted. They're tired. They sleep most of the time of the day I took off for us. So we could write, like they wanted to. Saturday comes. They said they'd be around nice and early. I'm around nice and early. They aren't. They were tired and went back to sleep (and couldn't even let me know with a short message - knowing that I was waiting). The RP drags on and I spend the day waiting and waiting - for literal hours.

Sunday comes. Same spiel. They are tired. They have kids to watch. They need a nap. They need to cook.

In the end, I got one or two replies per day for the threads I got to choose. Each day, but, yeah, with me being around for roughly 15 hours for them each day, too. There are a few more replies for the quick things they wanted to do and their favourite is something I absolutely struggled through because I wanted to make them happy, but my heart's really not in it. But I want to be a good RP partner. I want to be a good friend.

So, yes, I understand. Family and real life first. There's no lack of understanding. It's a hobby. Nobody can change how tired they are. Nobody can influence when life fucks with plans. I understand. I am not blaming them. I am not trying to be difficult. I'm not a bitch about it.

But this whole thing I worked for so hard to make it even happen turned out to be such a fucking disappointment and full of frustration that I honestly just want to cry. It just fell so flat I don't even have words for it. No word again that I cancelled everything to be with them, but maybe they don't even realise or remember, because they slept half the time.

(Also: no, I'm normally not the one to expect several replies every day. They can't RP on workdays? Fine. They need time to go through stuff? Fine. They get sick and can't write? absolutely no problem, of course. They stopped replying to so many threads in the past and I've been waiting for weeks or months sometimes, so that's not my problem here. But when we make arrangements to sit together for the sole purpose of writing all day and I clear my schedule for three and a half days - it frustrates me when I sit around and wait for hours for a single reply - just to clarify.)

So with all due respect and necessary understanding - I know they didn't choose this - I'm just so angry, too. Not at them. But that this didn't work out, at all. And I can't even show it because it would hurt them, because I know they were just exhausted and tired and it's not their fault - and I don't want that.

Goddamn, I was looking forward to this so much and I feel so hollow right now, because I spent most of these past three and a half days waiting for them... I feel like I could have done more productive things in three days that would have made me feel much better.

I need a hug...

(sorry for the rant...)

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[shadowcatzone]

okay so we've talked about bio!xingyue child before. You have to imagine this:

Imagine Dan feng and Yingxing hovering (figuratively) around the egg. "It could hatch any minute now!" They'll say. They've been saying that for weeks. Ever since the egg came into existence. They're not letting anyone into the house anymore (a small house they bought close to Dan fengs estate (would you trust the preceptors with an egg??)) And absolutely 0 work is getting done. Unlike in the beginning, they now stare at the egg all day (figuratively), what can you do.

Then one day the egg cracks. More and more. Until a piece of eggshell falls out. You know the old men are losing their minds at this point. From within the egg, they can hear a mix between chirping and crying. They help the child out of the egg. It's a newborn! With vidyadhara ears and a short tail (about as long as a newborn baby -short) and tiny tiny nubs on their head. Their eyes are closed still. A bath and a clothing session later, the child is lying in a wicker basket, Yingxing in the kitchen, Dan feng watching over their kid.

He pokes their cheek after yingxing brought tea for the two. The baby is not amused. Though their tiny hand wraps around Dan fengs finger and something changes. A strange feeling the high elder never had before. Yingxing needs to do a double take as the first tear rolls off Dan fengs cheek, it crystallizes before dropping on the tiny blanket. "Love, is everything alright??" "No... they're so beautiful... i'm- i can't..." there's now exactly one(1) thing the high elder loves more than Yingxing. Yingxing doesn't mind, and moves over to- maybe console his husband??

They spent three days in complete seclusion. So much so that the remaining hcq wonders if they "left" (nonono, not on this post, haha) before eventually returning to (semi-)normal life with a nonchalant "oh, yeah, by the way, the baby hatched three days ago." "WDYM THREE DAYS AGO!??" auntie baiheng is the most disappointed that they didn't tell her immediately. But they're all very pleased to find out that the baby has heterochromatic eyes and therefore both of their parents eye colors.

Dan feng is literally the worse parent because it's his child (only secondary yingxings) and he will spoil them way too much. "I'm their parent too, and i think you should-" "excuse me, did you lay the egg??" Usually the end of all arguments from that point onward. ("You can't always work-" "did you lay an egg?" "WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING??" "DID YOU OR DID YOU NOT?)

Ahem.

They do feed them every 4-6 hours, but their child isn't particularly vocal about food (unless they wait the full 6 hours, which is when the baby starts babbling (upsetly) but not crying or screaming just yet.

Dan feng loves this child so much. Until it gets disgusting. They were already chewing on his fingers (without teeth) whenever they could. One time they gripped into the tip of Dan fengs tail and- well, Yingxing had to not only console a very upset toddler, but also a very upset high elder. They did rip out a chunk of hair(fur? Feather?) From his tail as their prize. But as soon as they start crawling, they put everything into their mouth.

Truly terrible times come upon them when their child's horns break through, closely followed by their teeth. There is no sleep on the luofu. Never has been, never will be, ever again. This is when they decide to care for the baby in shifts. But they still love their child, of course. They just wish it was not in pain and maybe a little bit quieter.

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1.i love that we all simultaneously agree that dan feng can't cook. He's the high elder, what use is cooking to him (hahahahahah)

2.sometimes you find something so beautiful that your brain just. Melts for a minute. Specifically when babies are involved-

3.this was only supposed to be the reaction of dan feng upon interacting with his child for the first time. Consider the rest bonus material.

[hvcmixtape]

love's all fair when you're checking the decisions between you and seungkwan on the basketball court on the island of jeju

pairing: seungkwan x reader themes: vacation!(Y/N), resort worker!seungkwan, jeju!seungkwan, there's no mention of caffeine but assume seungkwan still has his caffeine addiction 🤣 wc: ~2600 genre: fluff note: first fic released in a long while! hope you enjoy this AU :>

“I know you say you’re trying, but are you really?” Seungkwan teases you with a fiery tongue. He looks down at you as if the whole world is in his hand, the corner of his lips digging deep into his smirk. With the basketball cradled in his palm, you shoot daggers into his eyes. Who does he think he is, Troy Bolton?

You're the only two on the court at this late hour, but it's only because of the consequences of your own actions, all of which started just earlier that day.

It's your yearly vacation with your family and they decided, why not go to a resort where the destination is the journey itself?

As soon as you heard that come from your mom's mouth, you weren't sure what to make of the next week you'd be spending in Jeju, a place you'd been to a few times before. You've already visited the major attractions on the island, like hiking the Hallasan volcano, so what are a few more hikes? But realistically, who are you to deny your parents, the ones paying for the vacation in the first place?

Packing was difficult as you've thrown random clothing that you'll hope will make cute outfits when you're on the beachy island, and as soon as you know it, you're on the flight to Jeju, then in the shuttle to the resort, and then your ass is kissing the seat to a poolside view.

September is one of the best times to visit Jeju—the rainy season is starting to die down, but it's still bright and warm outside when there aren't any clouds. There aren't as many tourists at this time, but you've soon figured out that this is the time for locals to make the trip to Jeju so it's almost as crowded as you figured it would be. You suppose it's just another testament to how amazing Korea's geography can be.

As you sip on your drink, your mom beside you flips through one of the many brochures they handed her at check-in.

"Me and dad want to do a cooking class," she says after reading the description. "They'll teach us how to make paella; it's a Spanish rice dish."

"That sounds really yummy," you mindlessly reply, but as soon as you say that, she places one on your torso. "You want me to find things to do too?"

"Why not? Weren't you complaining and asking why we were coming back to Jeju? That's why I chose this place," your mom roughly says. "You don't have to do everything, but at least do something other than staying by the pool all day."

"I guess," you grumble, finally opening the pamphlet. There are a lot of things to try out: surfing and scuba diving caught your eye, but you weren't sure how you'd fare with those very physical activities. When you flip to the other side of the paper, your eyes are drawn to the left side. "Mom, they have an activity center for people my age—"

"Try it out! It'll be fun. Maybe you can go there after lunch and see what things they have planned for the day."

Lunch comes and goes and you have no choice but to venture off on your own, as your parents decided they want to do a wine tasting in the downtown area, taking the rental car with them.

Your first step is to approach the reception area, where you find a young man, probably around your age, manning the desk.

"Hi, good afternoon, how can I help you?" His full cheeks give him a boyish look, and his messy hair just adds to his appearance. He's wearing the same linen shirt the other staff you've seen wear, but on him, it looks just a little bit better.

"I was wondering if you have any information on the young adult activity center here. I saw it in one of the brochures."

A smile beams on his face. "You've come to the right place. I'm the worker in charge of the young adult activity center. I'm Seungkwan."

He puts out a hand for you to shake, and you accept it right away. "My name is (Y/N), it's nice to meet you," you reply back. "When are there usually activities during the day? I'm staying at the resort until the end of the week."

"Usually every few hours is a light activity and sometimes, we do excursions. Let me check to see what we have for today."

As Seungkwan pulls up the schedule on his computer, you say, "You seem a little young to be working at a resort full-time?"

He chuckles, pulling his focus toward you. "This is actually my aunt's resort. I'm working with her until I manage to figure out what I want to do. But I am 21, so I'm not totally young."

"Oh, I'm only a little bit older than you. I'm just turned 22," you reply. "But this seems like a fun job."

"Yeah, I like it most of the time. I'm sort of thinking of going into the entertainment industry, so I'd say this is good practice." Seungkwan shrugs. "So, for today's schedule, we're planning on hiking around the Cheonjeyeon waterfalls. We'll meet at 3:30 so we can make it for the sunset and head back right after that."

"Sounds good. Where's the meeting spot?"

"It'll be right here at the reception desk. We usually have 5 to 10 people come around, especially for the hikes. And since we're at the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, not as many young adults are here." There's something in that sentence that makes you raise an eyebrow but you don't think further of it.

"I'll see you at 3:30 then," you smile. "See you later, Seungkwan."

You find him later on with a pair of sunglasses perched at the top of his head, waving around a tiny green flag. You can't help but laugh at how cutely he spins the flag in circles as he raises his hand high above his head.

"Hi Seungkwan," you say as you approach the group of 7 people so far. Most seem around your age but some have younger faces.

"Hi, (Y/N). You look ready to hike," he smiles and leans in toward your ear, making you feel some type of way when his breath tickles your ear when he speaks. "Some people seem like they've been forced to come by their parents."

You chuckle at his hushed tone and take a good look around you, where everyone is wearing completely different styles that might not be the best for hiking to a waterfall. One guy is wearing an all-white outfit, and you know that can't be good news for a hike.

"I suppose you get this often then?" You ask, as you turn away from him and you rummage through your backpack to find the sunscreen that you'll definitely need with the sun's rays still beating down at this time.

Seungkwan's eyes are stuck on your hands as they glide the sunscreen along your arms and shoulders, not even able to answer your question. He bites his lip as he can see you try to reach the exposed parts of your back with your fingers that just can't find a way there, but he keeps his mouth shut.

"Can," you look back at him with a pleading smile. "Can you put sunscreen on the parts I can't get?"

He doesn't have much of a choice and he accepts the bottle with a flushed face. "Sure," he says, squeezing the product onto his hand and watching the cream soak into your skin. He's embarrassed to admit that he knows the spots on your back that didn't get covered.

"Thanks!" You beam with a bright smile as you turn toward him, not knowing that he'll be thinking about that moment for a long while.

"Bye, Seoyeong, it was nice meeting you!" You wave to a girl who leaves almost as soon as the group returns to the lobby. She doesn't say much back, but you hope you'll get to see her again in the next few days that you're still here.

As people start to break ways, you're reluctant to leave. "Do people usually leave right away, or do they hang around?" You ask Seungkwan. He says he's still on the clock, whether he's with the young adults' group or he returns to manning the front desk, so it doesn't matter much to him how he spends the last part of his day.

"Most leave right away, but you're more than welcome to hang around if you want." Seungkwan smiles and it's the first time you've felt like you want to absolutely squish his cheeks.

You fold your fingers tight, not letting them leave your side. "You don't mind?"

"Of course not. We can get to know each other better, and," he glances down at his watch. "I get off of work in 45 minutes and that was a pretty hefty hike, so we can grab food if you want? I can take you somewhere outside of the resort."

...Is this a date?

After letting your mother know that you're off to eat dinner with one of the people you've met at the hike, you click your seatbelt buckle and are ready to go wherever he leads you. Never mind the fact that you've known him for half the day—you are usually more aware than this—but you just feel good about Seungkwan. Something feels right about him.

"Do you like hamburgers?" Seungkwan asks as he adjusts the mirrors of his car. You can feel your heart pattering against your chest from such a domestic action.

"Yeah. I get them often with my friends after classes." You go deeper into conversation about your academic aspirations when he wonders what courses you're taking, and it's nice, to say the least. You enjoy getting to know someone better and it definitely doesn't hurt that you find him attractive. Maybe he's just being nice and maybe he's done this with other people who have been to the resort and met up with him, but you're only here for a few days anyway. If things don't work out, it's fine.

Seungkwan's a smooth driver as you glaze over his appearance: his brown hair floating up and down when the wind blows through it, the wire glasses that perch on his nose, and a smile that comes about often when he's speaking. He doesn't let the conversation drop, making sure he's nodding his head in acknowledgment while also keeping his eyes on the road.

As he approaches the parking lot of the restaurant, you mention that parking is so difficult.

"No, it's pretty easy," Seungkwan shakes his head. He removes his hand from the wheel and places it on the back of your seat as he reverses the car into the space.

"Easy for you to say," you mutter, trying to look in the side mirror if your face can get any redder.

After you head into the restaurant and order your food, you look out the window and even a simple hamburger place has the best views. "I wouldn't see the ocean while eating a burger like this in Seoul."

"Just another great thing about Jeju," Seungkwan says as he digs into his burger. "This is my favorite burger place, I go here pretty often whenever I finish a shift."

"I like your shirt, by the way. It looks good on you," you blurt out and you can't help but take a huge bite of your burger so you can shut up.

Seungkwan sets down his burger and covers his laugh with a napkin. "Thanks," he replies after he settles down. It's a simple outfit—just a blue button-up with a white inner shirt, but it's the rolled-up sleeves that do it for you.

You move on from that topic as soon as you can.

"Thanks for taking me there, Seungkwan," You grin as you walk out potbellied after the meal. "And thank you for paying for me too, you didn't have to."

"Just wanted to show you around is all, so it's my pleasure."

You're not quite sure what he means of it, but he brings you to a walkway that leads down to the coast. "This is a nice place to walk along," you say as your shoes crush the sand below you.

"Yeah, I usually like to exercise after my meals, especially with burgers," he laughs at himself.

The two of you walk in silence for a little bit, taking in the sights and sounds of Jeju, a place Seungkwan has known forever and a place you're just here to touch on for a few days.

"Hey," Seungkwan pipes up. "Do you like basketball?"

“You suck, Kwan,” you say, as you jump, jump, jump. Your arm stretches out as far as you can, fingertips grazing his forearm each time your feet leave the ground. “What happened to playing a fair game?”

You're surprised that you get the court all to yourselves. Seungkwan said that the courts close for guests around 9 at night, but since it's his aunt's resort, a key can solve all of his problems. The floodlights are still on, illuminating the green and white basketball court you stand on.

“This is fair!” He can’t help but to laugh. “You just can’t reach me because you’re short.” His eyes crinkle at the outer points, still keeping enough focus to maintain the ball in his possession. Damn you, Seungkwan.

Maybe it’s the heat, or maybe it’s all of the mixed signals he’s been giving you but ah, to hell with it. It’s time for you to get on the offense and make a move.

With a deep breath in and out, you wrap your arms around his waist, looking up at him with the softest eyes you could muster.

As soon as he feels contact on his body, only a layer of clothing between your fingers and his midriff, his face burns. And you have never seen Seungkwan flustered to a point that the ball falls from his hand immediately and bounces multiple times on the court.

His feet are frozen and his eyes land on you, even as you run after the ball and sink a shot that’s not the cleanest, but still swishes through the net. 

Grabbing the ball, you saunter up as cool as you can, and hold the ball on your hip as you stand face-to-face. “Maybe that wasn’t fair, but I was trying at least.”

Your smart comment goes right over his head, as he’s still trying to process what the hell just happened.

"(Y/N)," he can only manage to utter, looking around to see if anyone saw what he just experienced. His eyes are wider than the full moon in the sky and he blinks a few times to shake off his surprise. "Yeah, I guess that would be trying." He puffs his cheeks and purses his lips, not knowing what else to say.

"I think you're cool Seungkwan."

"You do?"

"But I mean, do you do this with all the girls you meet when they come here for vacation?"

You have time to run away if need be, but you find yourself taking one, two, three steps closer to him.

"No," he replies, his voice softer than ever before. "Only you."

[snwusberry]

pairing: ex!theo x black!reader

genre: fluff, angst

warning(s): cheating (I DO NOT CONDONE)

fic playlist:

pacify her - melanie martinez

problem with you - sabrina claudio

secret love song - little mix

all to me - giveon

NOT PROOFREAD

i sigh, throwing my pen down in frustration. work has been kicking me in the ass the past couple of weeks and i just need to unwind. i check the time on my phone and the door to the room opens and my fiancé walks in smiling.

"you're still working?" he asks me, walking closer and i nod.

"have to finish this."

"okay but you know taking a break is okay, right?"

"yeah i know. which is why the girls and i are going out tonight." i respond in excitement. i haven't gotten to spend much time with them since we're all so busy with our lives.

"oh... don't you wanna relax and unwind here at home? i can give you a massage, cook you dinner..." he suggests amd i shake my head.

"i barely get the time to go out with them and tonight's the night. we can have a nice night in tomorrow night."

he nods with a disappointed expression on his face and i can't help but feel bad so i stand up and wrap my arms around him.

"hey. it's just tonight." i try reassuring him and he smiles again, planting a kiss on my lips."

"now get out of here. i need to finish this."

"no can do baby, you've been in here since you got up this morning and it's..." he pauses to reach into his pocket to check the time on his phone. "3pm. you need to eat something."

"alright, alright." i say in defeat and we walk out with him.

my fiancé is nothing short of perfect. he's caring and thoughtful and treats me so well. i mean, everyone adores him. my friends, my parents... so why would i not marry him, right?

he managed to pull me completely away from work to watch a movie with him after eating. i'm honestly so grateful for because i think i might actually turn into a zombie if i stare at my laptop any longer.

"baby i have to go get ready." i say to him and he hums.

"in a second."

"i'm already late. they'll be here in an hour and you know that's not enough time for me to get ready." i plead with him and he sighs and sits up from his position on the sofa.

"okay, okay. go ahead."

"thank you."

i get up and head to our room to get my stuff ready and shower.

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my phone rings and it's my friend, sienna, letting me know she's outside so i quickly get my bag so i can go.

"she's outside baby." i say in passing but he stops me in my tracks.

"you're not going out like that, are you?" he asks me, glancing at my outfit.

"i'm wearing it, am i not? come on baby, she's waiting outside."

"yeah but... i don't know baby..."

"not this please. don't wait up." just as i start walking again he speaks up.

"what will you be doing?"

"getting shit faced with my friends. can i go now?"

"yeah.. uh yeah. bye baby." i give him a quick kiss before heading out and walking to my friend's car which is already packed with the our other friends. just as i'm about to get in, a shot glass is pushed in front of me and i look at the girls confused.

"pregame." amara, one of my friends, states and i down the shot before entering. the car and greet everyone.

the atmosphere in the car is so lively and everyone is talking and singing, sienna is annoying her boyfriend who's driving us there. bless his heart. this is just what i need right now. we're going to this lounge that amara had been raving about for weeks and now that we finally get to go, she's bouncing off the seats of this car.

"when are we getting there? we've been in here forever. it's hot in here." sienna pouts from the front seat, fanning herself, probably from drinking.

"relax, we're here." sienna's boyfriend says, pulling up and we all fike out and thank him.

"LETS GOOO!" one of my other friends, zay, shouts but amara shuts her down really quick.

"sweetie, this is a lounge." she hushed and zay clears her throat and fixes her skirt.

"right."

we go in and immediately head to the bar to order drinks because those two little shots in the car were not enough.

"so how has everyone been?" zay asks, sipping on her cocktail and everyone groans.

"horrible. they were laying people off at work. when i tell you, they called me in and i nearly pissed myself." amara explains and then further explains how they called her in because they found out she was hooking up with the finance guy during her breaks.

"and you're so nonchalant about that?" i ask her and she nods.

"could've been worse."

"dignity?" zay questions and she nods. "and you? wedding planning??" zay asks, turning to me.

don't get me started.

"i been trying to get them to slow down on that but no one's listening."

"why do you wanna slow down?"

"because everything is moving fast, duh. i feel everywhere i look, people are wedding stuff in my face. Just this morning i was arguing with the his aunt about seating plans. apparently she's not happy with 3rd row." i say in frustration

"it's always the aunties. i'd put her in the last row if she wants something to really fuss about." sienna says and i sigh.

"i just want a breather and step away from all this wedding stuff. i don't even know why we rushed to start planning anyway."

"because he's trying to wife you up now. it's cute."

"right..."

"aren't you happy?" amara chimes in with a question and i sigh.

"of course i am. i am." my voice fades out and i take a gulp from my glass. "but i'm not trying to think about that right now."

"she's right. let's go mingle. there's a hot guy there, 3 o'clock." zay exclaims.

"you and amara go. we'll be here." sienna tells her and they nod and walk on their merry way.

"now tell me about this. you don't sound too excited for someone who's getting married."

"i really am, i swear. i'm just really stressed, is all." i tell her and she looks at me skeptically, however, her expression changes.

"oh no."

"what?" i ask her and she just looks somewhere behind me so i look to where she is looking and my heartbeat picks up at the sight of the man mingling with his friends. his all too familiar smile rests on his breathtaking face. the same smile that lights up any room, as corny as it sounds. he's now sporting black hair which is longer than when i last saw him. so basically, he looks perfect.

"don't stare." sienna whispers and i snap out of the somewhat trans i was in.

"i wasn't."

"you better. maybe we should go somewhere else before he sees you." she suggests and i nod. we walk to another area. i look around for amara and zay amd i know damn well they've found people to take home.

i see sienna bring in another drink and i sigh. i don't know how her lightweight ass is still going.

"sweetie, are you sure you wanna drink this much?" i ask her cautiously and she nods.

"i can handle my liquor!"

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"why did you let me drink so much." i hear sienna whine to zay somewhere behind me and i rub my temples. this is not how i envisioned my night to go.

"hey, i'm taking sienna to the bathroom, you coming with?" zay asks and i shake my head without saying anything.

just as i'm about to stand up and go elsewhere someone calls my name and i turn to the person.

"theo." i mutter to myself, frozen in my spot.

"i had a feeling it was you." he smiles and i nod, still not sure what to do. "it's been a while, hasn't it?"

"y-yeah, it has. how have you been?"

"good. a few off days here and there, but who doesn't have those."

he looks so damn good right now. his face is a little flushed, i guess from the alcohol and man. many flashbacks from when we were together come back to me and i get this yearning feeling from it.

"i heard you're getting married." he mentions and i look down at my hands.

"oh, uh... i am."

"how exciting." he comments with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

someone please end this right now. it's so damn awkward.

"yeah, it is."

"you don't sound too excited though."

please not this conversation again.

"i am. i'm just tired, you know."

"wedding planning?"

"yeah."

he gestures for us to sit down at the bar and i do. when i should've declined amd looked for amara, i went and sat down with him. my whole body feels so warm right now.

"is there trouble in paradise or something? you're missing that glint in your eyes." he says lowly and i notice how close we sat.

"no. nothing of the sort. everything is fine between us actually." i tell him and he hums, seemingly unconvinced.

i mean, that's true, right?

"what's he like?" theo asks and my breathing becomes uneven.

"he's uh... he's really sweet, he's loving, caring. you know."

"bare minimum. give me something else."

"that's all."

"of course. he's the picture perfect man too, huh?" he presses and i nod which makes him laugh.

"what's funny?"

"nothing. tell me more about him."

"he's great. look, i don't- i don't wanna talk about him right now. okay. i'm tired of talking about him, the wedding, my relationship, none of that. that's all i've been talking about lately."

"i see..." he nods in amusement and i clear my throat, looking around. i quickly spot amara with laughing with another group of people and this is my chance to leave.

"i see my friend, i should probably go. it was nice catching up." i say and i stand up and go to her, leaving him at the bar.

"amara."

"oh there she is. this is the friend inwas talking about." she says, introducing me to the small group of people and i awkwardly wave at them.

"congratulations on your wedding by the way." one of the girls say and i kid you not, my eye twitched.

"thank you."

amara makes me sit down next to hwr so i can join the conversation but my mind rushed back to theo. i glance back to where we were sitting and he's still there with a drink in his hand, his   cx  eyes are trained on me so i look away.

————

it's been a week since i saw theo again and that's all i've been thinking about. how much i miss him again.

"you're missing that glint in your eye."

everyone always says i don't sound excited or that i'm acting indifferent about getting married but theo saying that, for some reason, is making me think too much about it.

"hi baby." my fiancé's voice snaps me away from my thoughts. "we need to meet the planner."

"her name is hannah baby."

"yeah."

"i'll go get ready." i say to him before standing up to go get ready for yet another draining day.

when we're both done, we go and meet up with hannah and i see my fiancé's mother there too.

"babe, what is she doing here?" i ask him quietly and he brushes me off. okay bitch, damn.

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this bitch doesn't shut the fuck up. she hates every suggestion i make, like sorry lady, who's the bride here? like right now i'm fighting for my life over here because she wants fucking doily placemats which don't go with anything.

"do you see her? do you hear how disrespectful she is when she talks to me?" she asks, pointing to me once hannah leaves the room.

"all i'm saying is that the doilies don't do witgthe overall decor. she's acting like i'm coming at her or something."

"baby, please. she was just making a suggestion and she felt like you were attacking her."

"oh! must i talk to her like a damn baby? how much more gentle must i talk?"

"enough already! you raised your voice at her, i heard you. that's my mother you're talking to, your future mother in law!"

"when you raised your voice right now, why did you do it?" i ask him in a much calmer tone. "you felt like i wasn't hearing you right?"

his eyes move to his mother before coming back to me.

"that doesn't mean you should discreet me. listen to what he said already."

"i'm not doing this." i say and head outside so i can literally be anywhere away from that woman. my fiancé follows behind, calling me a few times.

"baby, where are you going? we're not done in there." he tells me once I'm in front of the elevator.

"you and your mother can sort everything out, give me updates when you're done." i respond to him indifferently amd he sighs.

"don't be like that."

"like what? what am i being like?"

"you're overreacting. my mom means well, i mean come on. you lashed out at her over a suggestion, that's not fair to her."

"we're you even there? did you hear the way she was talking to me? you kept quiet when she was passing comments about me but one time i talk just a little bit louder, it's like i insulted her entire lineage. and a suggestion can be shut down. it becomes a problem when it's being forced on you. you need to grow a fucking backbone and get off your mother's areola and tell her no. being a good son doesn't mean agree with her every word." i tell him and push the button.

"she was really hurt that you shut her down you know? she was acting on emotion."

"okay then, i'll stay out of her hair. you two plan this wedding, pick everything out, i'll show just up on our wedding so we can get married." the doors of the elevator open amd i go inside, leaving him out there on his own.

motherfucker.

i go outside the building and speaad walk down the street, without an actual place to go in mind.

yeah there's that one thing i didn't mention. my fiancé is STUCK on his mother's tits. no matter what, she can do no wrong in his eyes, that's his biggest flaw amd no, i wouldn't call him a mama's boy. well he doesn't act like the typical one at least but i just wish he could see the way she treats me.

"you might bump into someone."

fuck fuck fuck. how fucking cliché.

"taeyang."

"no one walks looking down."

"i do."

"you look upset."

"i am."

"you wanna talk about it?" he asks and i look him in the eyes for a second. i nod and he directs me into a small café where he orders us drinks. "now tell me. what got you so upset?"

"my fiancé, he tries so hard to appeal to his mother even if it means being unreasonable to me so i left them to plan this wedding." i explained to him, keeping it brief.

"he's planning his wedding with his mother?" theo asks and i nod. "without tge bride to be?"

"yeah. it's her way or the highway. she blew things way out of proportion when i kindly declined on what she suggested. next thing i know, she's snitching on me to her son like a little kid who got pushed on the playground. lord knows he'd never back me up so he scolded me, imagine that."

"oh? i thought you liked when people were a little mean to you." he says with raised eyebrows and i return a deadpanned look. "sorry."

"this is serious."

"i don't mean any offense when i say this but if you're not getting along with your fiancé's mother and he never backs you up or stands up for you, is marrying him really a good choice?"

"i mean, i love him and he loves me-"

"please, he'd let you burn to keep his mother warm."

"that's an unsettling analogy and also, i can't make him choose between me and his mother. it's not fair."

"you're too patient. i'm sorry you have to deal with all of that."

"it's whatever. i feel like i'm just talking about myself, how have you been?"

"i've been good. went from boring job to another boring one." he briefly explains and i nod.

"no girlfriend?"

"already found the love of my life." he answers and my heart drops, selfishly so.

"is that so?"

"yeah. she-" he starts but he's interrupted by a shrill voice cutting through the air.

"what's going on here?" i turn to my fiancé's mother who's standing next to him. his arms are crossed with a pissed expression on his face.

"mother-"

"pleasure to meet you ma'am, i'm y/n's friend." theo politely greets and i don't think that's helping anything.

"we're going." my fiancé says and i nod, walking behind him without daring to look back.

when we get into the car i sit in the back and wait for one of them to say something or gang up on me but none of them do. it's only when he drops his mother off when he finally says something to me.

"get in the front seat."

i do what he says and take a seat right next to him. he still has that annoying scowl on his face as he looks forward and drives.

"what were you doing with him?"

"talking."

"that close?"

"we weren't even close. we we're talking normally."

"must i remind you that he is your ex?"

"he won't do anything. look, i'll cut contact with him immediately if it'll make you feel better."

"i'd appreciate that."

i sigh and sink in ny seat as i wait for us to get home.

————

the wedding date is getting closer and my doubts are settling in day by day. it's been nothing but arguments between my fiancé and i and it really makes me think if this is how it's gonna be in marriage. he's an absolute menace when we argue but he's charming when we're not, is that what's making me stay? or is it the fact that money has already been spent?

i feel overwhelmed and with everything amd everyone moving so fast, i just feel like i need to escape. i have to.

i stare at my phone, contemplating my next decision for a second longer before pressing call with instant regret. if i'm lucky, he changed his number, but-

"hello?"

"taeyang. i don't know if you still have my number saved-"

"y/n."

"yeah?"

"what's going on?" he asks and i close my eyes.

"uh, are you busy?"

"not really, no. what's wrong?"

"nothing, i just- can we meet up?"

"you know my address." he says and i smile to myself.

"thank you."

"no problem. i'll see you."

"bye." i hang up and go get my keys and purse before heading out.

i walk through the living room where my fiancé is sitting.

"i'm heading out for a bit."

"where are you going?" he questions immediately which stops me in ny tracks.

"i'm meeting a friend."

"don't be out too late." i hum and walk out to the car and drive down the familiar road to theo's place.

once i get there i take a deep breath before knocking on the door and wait for him to open.

"y/n. come in." he says, letting me in. i take my shoes off and walk into the apartment. not much has changed except the now white painted walls. "what brings you here?"

"hmm?"

"you sounded a bit off on the phone. what's wrong?" he asks me with concern in his voice and i turn to him. he gestures for me to sit on the couch and this reminds me of all the times i've come crying to him whenever i had a problem and how eager he was to help and comfort me, just like he is now.

"everything. everything is wrong, i just. i don't know..."

"what's on your mind?"

"all this wedding stuff, the doubts i have around it."

"you're having doubts about getting married?" he questions and i nod, feeling my eyes burn.

"i think we rushed things and, it's all just too much. i mean, i was over the moon when he proposed, i thought i was ready so i said yes."

"i think this is something you should tell him. let him know that you're not sure about this, you know, lay it all out. not saying anything is gonna lead you to that alter where you'd feel forced to say 'i do'. you won't be happy in the end."

"he'd try to convince me that it's just cold feet, that i'm stressed and that's what's making me think twice. or he'd take it the completely wrong way and think i'm breaking up with him."

"have you had a conversation that's lead to either of those kinds of scenarios?" he asks softly and i nod. "it seams like he's just scared to lose you."

"he shouldn't be. i love him."

"do you?" theo asks and i look at him and he's looking right back at me.

"i do..." i pause and think about my next answer.

"then why don't you think you're ready to marry him of you do?"

"you don't need to marry someone to show that you love them."

"maybe not, but to some, it is a show of how much you love them. that you're willing to commit to them and only them for the rest of your life." he explains and i think.

i've always believed that you don't have to marry someone to show how much you love them but when i was still with theo, i'd imagined myself walking down the aisle, exchanging vows with him. i imagined a life with him, with my fiancé i didn't think that far. everything with him has always been in the moment, even after he proposed, i was in no rush to start planning our wedding.

"i don't feel the spark anymore... i- i don't think i'm in love with him." i confess.

"and do you love him?" theo pressed further and i sigh.

that's a question i've found myself asking. do i love him?

"if you truly love someone, would you question yourself?" i ask and

looking back at theo and his expression doesn't change, well, other than the smile that plays on his lips.

"you're not happy in your relationship, are you?"

"i'm not. i genuinely have feelings for him but nothing quite like what i've felt before. he's genuinely a great guy but..."

"but what?"

"he's not you, taeyang." i admit and he takes my hand in his. "i can't love someone nearly as much as i love you."

"you know this is wrong, right?" he says and i look down at our joint hands. "you have a whole fiancé at home but here you are telling your ex you love him."

"tae-"

"i don't think i could ever love someone as much as i love you, y/n. it broke my heart knowing you moved on and even more so when i heard people saying you're getting married. i had to truly accept i lost you but you come here and tell me you still love me, get me all excited but you're gonna go back to your fiancé after this, pretend you're happy with him. how do you do it?"

"what?"

"how do you pretend you're happy when you're with him? you said it yourself right? he's not me. he can't love you like i can, can he?" he speaks just above a whisper.

"taeyang i can't-"

"you came here, felt that familiar feeling and then what? you're gonna leave, no?"

"i don't know how much pretending i can do after this."

"don't get my hopes up."

"i don't wanna be with him taeyang. not like this, not after this. you're the one i belong with."

he brings his hand to hold my face before leaning in and attaching his lips on mine and i melt into his touch, the feeling i've been longing for creeps back into my body. this is what i've been missing all this time but it's quickly taken away when he pulls away and looks deep into my eyes.

"i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i shouldn't have don't it like this. i don't wanna be your secret. if you're walking out that door, you're going with the intent of calling this wedding off and ending your relationship."

"you're right. you're right." i nod and i fix myself up.

"i'll go with you." he says and i nod and we walk out together.

[maia-and-ria]

MaiRia's Relationship Chart and Appellation

credit to @/lesbianmido for making this chart!

Further detail below because I need to yap. Also Maia is an ex-Ultio and might (or might not be) involved with certain Darkwick incidents in the past. Same as Ria but she's always been in Sinostra. Some of these things are subject to change.

I am not in any way disregarding their characterization to the canon, I am merely interpreting them in a way that would fit to my original characters' interactions with them. If you don't like my interpretation, or if you're a non-sharing yume, you might want to step away.

Also these are hella long.

1. Maia's

Maia prefer to keep her nose out of Frostheim students. Mainly because the ones in power (Jin and Tohma) never poke into her business first. Sure the general students have reported her and Ria to them a few times due to some silly drama that those students started, but it's not worth having bad blood with someone who has influence in the police department.

Maia -> Jin: Tyrant Jin -> Maia: Lowly cop Maia -> Tohma: Three-eyed Creep Tohma -> Maia: Inspector Hasegawa

She feels indebted to Alan for accepting her in Vagastrom. She hoped to share his burden by being vice-captain but Maia was missing from Darkwick's radar because of her work (she was even presumed dead at one point). If you add that to her already-strained relationship with the institute, appointing someone else to take the job was the perfect way to spit on her face. At least that's what she feels about it. Regardless, she take it upon herself to be useful in Vagastrom by bailing those thugs students from jail. Of course they'll still be punished but it's in terms of Alan and Maia. She respects his way of handling them but still thinks he's being too soft sometimes.

Maia -> Alan: Mido Alan -> Maia: Officer

She dislike Leo for carrying the title of Vagastrom's Vice-Captain, but she still acknowledge his effort in fulfilling his duties– the results at least. She doesn't like that he tend to mess around and abuse that power, but as long as he's not putting the house in danger she could let him do whatever. And that doesn't mean Leo is free from having a target on his back either. The second he messed up Maia won't hesitate to take over his title. One day she would expose his police record (which she already has on her hand) to the public but she would rather use that for later.

Maia -> Leo: Mutt/Kurosagi Leo -> Maia: Bitch (behind Maia)/Miss cop

Sho sees her as somewhat a mentor. Like Alan, she order ask for some rounds in the Pit. Still, she's not as brutal as to go multiple rounds like Alan because she has other things to do. Maia would never say it out loud but she wouldn't be as resentful if Sho was the vice captain instead of Leo. But then again she's also aware he would abuse it for Leo's sake. He still thinks she's scary until now but there are times when she actually acts like a human being too. "Sometimes you're a bitch, senpai. But I've spent years with a meanie (Leo)." He feel a sense of pride whenever she compliments his cooking– making her one of his favorite HTH customer.

Maia -> Sho: Sho Sho -> Maia: Mai-senpai

Maia has some dirt on Haru and that makes her scary in his eyes (it's not that big of a deal, to be honest. It's just that Maia acts like she just discovered kilograms of cr4ck in Jabberwock hence why Haru is always on his toes). They used to be drinking buddies though even if only a few times. She sometime visits the safari for a jog and it's free of charge as long as she visits during closing hours.

Maia -> Haru: Sagara (Sagara-san) Haru -> Maia: Sir Maia

When Maia visits the safari and run into Towa, he would help her with physical training a little. Towa sees it as... more of a play-time but Maia doesn't care. He loves playing hunt-the-anomaly (no anomalous creature harmed) with her and hearing her talk about her case. The bloodier the better. Towa is like her personal therapist and trainer (please seek actual help, Maia)

Maia -> Towa: Towa/Towa-sensei Towa -> Maia: Sakura 🌸

Taiga creeps her out in a way that he's too unpredictable to figure out. One of Maia's specialty is solving ghoul crime and capturing them, so she hopes to never see his name on any of her case. Taiga remember her as the friend of his relative (Ria) and Maia wants it to stay that way. She does not want him to remember her name nor call her out. Maia doesn't want anything to do with him ever.

Maia -> Taiga: Hoshibami Taiga -> Maia: Lily's (Ria's) friend

Maia dislikes Romeo for two reasons: he is Leo's close friend, and that he had a history with Ria. Not a good one. Back then Romeo thought he could really use a high-ranking cop in his network but changed his mind after Maia made it clear she loathes him for what he did to Ria. Even though Ria herself choose to turn a blind eye on what happened, Maia continues to dislike him still.

Maia -> Romeo: Bastard Romeo -> Maia: Dog

Maia learned that Ritsu is a part of Shinjo family who had some history of making it difficult for criminals to meet their punishment. It's infuriating especially when their clients are criminals that Maia had caught with her own blood and tears. She might be a rule breaker despite her job as the upholder of justice, but there's a line to how far you can play with the law. Even though she bends the law here and there to her advantage, a punishment is always necessary when things go too far no matter who you are. But when a Shinjo is involved, any criminal can walk free if they have enough money to afford it. She hates that Ria is so doting to that Sinostra freshman, and now she's the only thing standing between Maia and her plan to balance the score with that family. As for Ritsu himself, he thought about one day partnering with Maia as he could use someone with her expertise. Had Maia wasn't so hostile to him, he could've looked up to her.

Maia -> Ritsu: Little Shinjo/that junior Ritsu -> Maia: Inspector Hasegawa

Maia has a good relationship with the current Hotarubi ghouls and she exchange friendly greetings when they pass by. She often see Subaru lining up in HTH, so they'd indulge in a little chit-chat as they wait for their turn to order. Maia knows about Subaru's mission (Lyca) but decide to keep her mouth shut about it since the order was from the Institute.

Maia -> Subaru: Subaru (Subaru-san) Subaru -> Maia: Maia (Maia-san)

Haku and Maia are also on good terms. Although they both seem to always half-ass their way when it comes to duties but at the end they still get the job done. She was disappointed when Haku decide to quit smoking since they're both partners in that area. Now she wouldn't stop bullying him for it with "Have you found that light(er) you're looking for?"

Maia -> Haku: Haku/Priest Haku -> Maia: Officer

Maia doesn't know Zenji still roams around as a ghost. Nothing much going on between them other than Maia finding his eccentric act amusing. If he was alive, she would love to chat about her crime cases with him. He would get new materials to work with and she got to feel that the things she'd done were not as bad as she thought they were. (Zenji was her #2 therapist after Towa lol)

Maia -> Zenji: Zenji (Zenji-san) Zenji -> Maia: Supreme Detective

She's always on guard when it comes to Edward because Maia was involved in kidnapping catching him, he could be holding some resentment and Maia would understand. But this is Ed we're talking about. The strongest ghoul she ever hunted. She couldn't care less if she's the one being targeted but she couldn't shake the feeling that Ed knows Ria's stigma— and now he is the reason Maia won't ever let her near Obscuary. Even interacting with any of students from that house will result in big argument between the two. Ed finds the irony very amusing and she does not take that in a positive light. Does she trapping him in this place or does she the one being trapped with him?

Maia -> Ed: Bloodsucker/Hart Ed -> Maia: "Hunter"

Maia knows Rui and Ria are friends, and knowing that she's being all buddy-buddy with a flirt irritates her. The big reason is despite his complaints about taking care of the vampire he's still an Obscuary no matter what, and Maia will do anything in her power to keep Ria away from anything or anyone relating to that. Rui once took a signal wrongly (and flirted with her) and it did not end well for him.

Maia -> Rui: Mizuki Rui -> Maia: Inspector

Maia only goes to Mortkranken for a small check-up or when she need sleeping pills. OR when she's badly injured that she needs to take off her left hand glove. She only let Yuri to treat her since he's the only one that knows about her stigma effect (besides a small number of people). As long as he keep it a secret, she will not sniff around on his experiments. With or without with a warrant. She dislike hospitals in general so she prefer to stay away from that place as much as she can.

Maia -> Yuri: Doc/Isami Yuri -> Maia: Hasegawa

2. Jyuria's

Ria and Frostheim general students tend to have problems a lot, even though Ria is always too busy to care these rich snobs would still want to poke her with mommy and daddy's money just for the sake of revenge. Well, everything that Ria did was all in the name of defense (supported by Maia). Fortunately, Jin and the Captain's bitch – Tohma – never put much thought into any of their silly conflict (thanks to Maia). Although she wished they could be her client one day so she can plant one of her spy even for one night but Tohma would most likely not let it happen. Having a patron like Jin would benefit her a lot but at the same time why would he ever need in the first place? Especially in that sort of thing. But hey, a girl can hope and that monocle is always standing in the way. People would think Tohma and Maia flirt with each other when it's all sarcastic remarks in the air.

Ria -> Jin: Your Majesty/Momma's boy (behind his back) Jin -> Ria: - Ria -> Tohma: Mr. Tohma Tohma -> Ria: Madam Ria

Despite not directly interfering with the casino, she still knows what's happening there from time to time. Meaning she's aware that Kaito has been playing cat and mouse with Romeo for some time. Lately she heard from one of her minion that he has trouble getting a girlfriend— and people like Kaito are simply Ria's favorite. A pathetic fail-guy who longs for love. A perfect client for her to find a match through her matchmaking business. Although if he's just looking for an arm candy to bring as lucky charm in the casino, he can still come to Ria and pick one of her talents. Or a few! Or even Ria herself if he could afford it! Kaito almost fell into her sweet trap numerous times but refrain because Romeo would be standing behind him in seconds. What's more terrifying than having a stalker screaming about your debt in front of a Hot (capital H) chick?

Ria -> Kaito: Cutie (for business purposes) and Kaito (Kaito-kun) Kaito -> Ria: Madam

Alan's aloofness sometimes makes it difficult for her to talk to him. But since Maia respect the guy, and that a friend of her best friend is also Ria's friend, she will treat him as such. One time Alan accidentally scared a pushy guy away with tail between his legs, it was comical. Ria is always open if Alan wants to work with her as a bodyguard.

Ria -> Alan: Mido (Mido-kun) Alan -> Ria: -

With Alan it's, "The friend of my best friend is my friend". But with Leo it's, "The enemy of my best friend is my enemy (and I will be 10 times worse than her)." Leo is eating up all drama surrounding Ria and doesn't hesitate to tease Maia about it– which most likely will earn him to lose a teeth or two had Alan not interfere. He got to say that he agrees with the public opinion that Ria is attractive, so a scandal with her is always an option in his book – that is until Romeo gave him that look of disappointment with a hint of anger and jealousy which intrigue Leo even more.

Ria -> Leo: Romeo's bitch little sidekick Leo -> Ria: Pimp Chick

Haru is a good friend of hers. She loves to have friendly-flirt with him in Rui's bar right in front of the owner. Haru is well-aware that they can never be a thing so he might as well enjoy whatever she throws at him. She genuinely laughs at his jokes and sympathize with his complaints (especially when it's about Taiga) which he really appreciate. So whatever things they do or say, they're all stay in the bar as little secrets between the three of them.

Ria -> Haru: Harry (Harry-chan) Haru -> Ria: Lily (Riri-chan)

Towa is simply adorable in her eyes – not in a way she would flirt with him but it's more like how she would act around a little baby. But make it one hell of a big baby. She love to hear about him from Haru and she also like to feed him flowers when she's not busy – in which a lot of them are expensive flowers she used to decorate her private office. After all, a friend of Haru (who is not a a headache to him) is a friend of Towa ;3 (Ria's words)

Ria -> Towa: Towa (Towa-chan) Towa -> Ria: Stargazer Lily

Despite the two being distant blood relatives, Ria is not that fond of Taiga and would prefer it if people doesn't label her as "Taiga's family" when they first get to know her. Of course it wasn't always this way until he changed. Ria built the casino together; all three of them, with Taiga and Romeo. She love the place as much as they do because it stands as a symbol of their bond, but after what happened she couldn't bring herself to handle things like she used to. Her feeling of dislike mostly comes from fear because Taiga doesn't act like someone she once knew. He's now a stranger in her eyes, and up until now she's still trying to familiarize herself with whatever is possessing her boss.

Ria -> Taiga: Boss/Bami (childhood nickname) Taiga -> Ria: Lily (Riri)/Crybaby (childhood nickname)

Rumor has it that Ria and Romeo had a past before. Everybody knows the three Sinostra seniors were always glued together but Ria and Romeo had a different relationship. They had a world of their own until things were changed. No one dares to find out why. Even as small as mentioning her name in front of Romeo would result in a sudden change of air. It is said that the big reason she stepped back from the casino was because of him, resulting in three of them having each of their own faction inside of Sinostra. Romeo and Ria give each other the cold shoulder and would rather send their minions to deliver messages instead of talk things out (mostly about the casino when it's absolutely necessary for her to be involved)

Ria -> Romeo: Romeo Romeo -> Ria: S.I.B (Sad-Ignorant Bitch)

Ria dotes on Ritsu like a big sister would do to her little baby brother. She would stalk follow him around like some crazy fan and will die of cuteness every time she sees him working hard on his case. You know... the type that would go "KYAHHHH >///<" and SHE WOULD MELT INTO PUDDLE OF MUD THE SECOND RITSU GREETS HER WITH A SMILE EVEN THOUGH IT'S A FORMAL GREETING! To her, his existence in Sinostra is like "a breath of fresh air in this bleak and murky house." Whatever the hell that means. Her dream is to one day being able to squish his cheeks with both hands, after that she would die peacefully. (Ria are you a pervert wtf...)

Ria -> Ritsu: My Little Ritsu/Ritsu-chan Ritsu -> Ria: Ria-senpai (She forgot to include her term of greeting in their contract. Initially she wanted him to call her "big sister" or "nee-chan" but the best she could get is being called senpai by him and even THAT negotiation took a long time to consider on Ritsu's part. Which is pretty understandable if he wants to keep things professional after receiving her signature.)

Unlike with Maia, Subaru finds interacting with Ria is rather eerie. Her boldness scares him a lot and you don't find people who can tell you're nervous from the sound of your heartbeat every day. She tends to make him feel invisible when she's around, and it's not in a good way. Sad to say he's the only one feeling that because she likes teasing him. But she's also not looking forward to another one of Maia's scolding when she gets too far for teasing the poor guy.

Ria -> Subaru: Kagami (Kagami-san) Subaru -> Ria: Jyuria (Jyuria-san)

"You look lonely. I can fix that." By suggesting him to use her service and find a partner, but sadly he always refuse. She doesn't flirt with him but would definitely flirt with MC when she's caught walking with him.

Ria -> Haku: Haku Haku -> Ria: Madam

Swanky guy who loved to praise her beauty and Ria ate that shit up every time because she knew all of them were sincere. Zenji did not try to get anything from her in return like other guys. She literally couldn't understand why people would dislike him let alone hate him. It's unfair that someone like Zenji would be gone so soon.

Ria -> Zenji: Zen-zen Zenji -> Ria: My Dear Pearl

She met Edward only once during her visit to Obscuary and that was also when she found out her stigma couldn't detect his presence— which was scary. Any hearts that she couldn't detect nor feel could only mean one thing, but in Ed's case it's because he doesn't have a heartbeat to begin with. As for him, Ed is simply curious on why his captor – Maia – is so hell-bent on never letting Ria step foot in his lair. After that encounter Ria is more cautious on her business visit.

Ria -> Ed: Mr. Hart Ed -> Ria: Young Lady

Rui loves Ria like he would to his own sister and so does she. He's the one who taught her all about mixing drinks up until she runs her own bar in Sinostra. Rui rarely leaves the two (Haru and Ria) when they visit because of a certain friend. That friend never asked him to do anything but Rui was perceptive enough to understand and do something about it. Sometimes he feel bad for keeping secrets from him. He wish that one day the four of them can be sitting together in the same place so he doesn't have to watch out for them like keeping eye on two broken ex-lovers who hate each other but couldn't let go of one another.

Ria -> Rui: Mickey Rui -> Ria: Ririn

He's amusing to tease but she would rather keep things professional with him. She often borrow students from Mortkranken to check on her talents' health and indicate whether they were exploited during their working hour or not. Even a scratch will not go unseen and she will hold them accountable for hurting her employees.

Ria -> Yuri: Doc/Isami Yuri -> Ria: Hoshizumi (Hoshizumi-san)

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Hello! Could you possibly write a bachelor’s headcanons on having a farmer who has a tic disorder/Tourette’s? As someone who experiences tics daily, it can be extremely frustrating and painful so it would be cool to see how they help the farmer deal with it!

I'm so sorry you're experiencing this and I really hope you're feeling much better now! Sending you lots of love and support ❤️❤️

I hope the translator didn't let me down and that I didn't write any mistakes that would make the sentences look weird. English is still hard for me...

Thanks for your ask! ☺️ Enjoy)))

SDV bachelor having a Farmer s/o with tick:

Harvey:

Even with his 'doctor mod', Harvey always stays calm with the Farmer. The Doctor knows that they are not at all helpless and can take care of themselves. It doesn't stop them from being who they are.

But Harvey also knows that tic can be very frustrating and distributing, sometimes getting in the way of normal communication and life, and that not everyone can understand this. So Harvey always knows what medicines and in what quantities to give the Farmer if the tic becomes completely unbearable, he is always ready to cook comfort food from him, support with affectionate and encouraging words, he knows what words to choose for a not very polite interlocutor if they don’t stop asking stupid questions about their tic. He loves them the way they are. They'll get through this together, doctor's promise!

Sebastian:

Sebastian locked the door to his room as his s/o tik started again. Making sure no one would disturb them, he gently began massaging his s/o's shoulders to calm them down and let them relax. Sebastian was sincerely afraid that he would not be able to help them somehow, but, on the contrary, would make things worse. He knows his s/o tick sometimes can be unbearable.

Sebby spent the whole night looking, besides medication, for other ways to help with his partner's tic aggravation. Herbal tea, massage, exercises - anything that will help his loved one. After that, he, of course, consulted with Harvey about what they can or cannot do from this.

After their tic passed, Sebastian suggested that they take a walk to the shore of the lake. As they walked, Sebby expressed his regret at not being able to help the Farmer, besides massages and other things. But when his beautiful s/o tells that everything he does (and his love and support) really helps, Sebastian will have a smile on his face, followed by big hugs and kisses.

Shane:

Look, Shane doesn't understand their syndrome/illness very well, and it makes him feel helpless. But he will try his best, because they are very important for Shane. He knows that he can always turn to Harvey for help and advice, and he will protect them from any asshole who dares to even think about laughing at their tick, and he will protect them for life and death, that's for sure.

If the Farmer feels bad about the tick disturbing them and others, Shane will constantly remind the Farmer that they are not alone. They helped him become a better person, no matter how hard Shane pushed them away. They accepted him into their lives with all his flaws. They are a miracle that appeared in the life of such a worthless person as Shane. What, stop calling yourself that? Heh, okay, for them, he'll do anything.

Elliott:

Elliott spent a couple of days in the library looking up and reading medical books, and another day at Harvey's clinic to learn from the doctor about all the options and ways to deal with his partner's tic complication. Perhaps Elliott reacts a little emotionally to this, because his s/o is a strong person who can help themself. But he can’t even see their face expressing pain and anxiety for a minute. Elliott's heart breaks every time he sees the Farmer hurt.

And yet the writer does not lose his head. Counseling with Harvey, medication reminders, helping out on the farm, dedicating a poem to his s/o to make them feel better... A two-hour tirade on a bully tourist who dared to open filthy mouth and say something bad about their beautiful s/o. Outrageous, Elliott is ready to tear this wretch to shreds! But then he quickly returns to the Farmer, because that loser is not worth more than one minute of his attention, while Elliott is ready to devote an eternity to the Farmer.

Alex:

When Alex chased away the nasty worker Joja, who out of boredom began to pester and tease the Farmer because of their tick, the athlete believed that he was no better than that freak. Recalling his first days of acquaintance with his future s/o, he, though not on purpose, but also casually spoke to the Farmer, expressing a little annoyance due to their peculiarity. Over time, when he got to know the Farmer better, and began to reveal his tender part of himself to them, Alex felt guilty. Grandma Evelyn often told her grandson to always be careful with his words, but Alex usually brushes aside this. Grandma was right, wasn't she?...

But the Farmer continued to talk with him. After all, they gave him a bouquet, and a little later, a mermaid pendant, a true symbol of love. And Alex sometimes thinks that he is not worthy to wear this pendant. But looking at his favorite s/o every time, Alex knows that he is still very lucky in life, and he will never let go of his happiness.

Sam:

Sam had always been cool with Farmer's tick, before and after they started dating, never showing even the slightest annoyance towards the Farmer. Of course, when they both officially announced themselves as a couple, Sam had no idea that his s/o could be in such a difficult situation because of a tick. Not to mention how much it upsets them.

Sam had a lot to write about Tourette syndrome. But this is not a summary like at the university, but notes from Dr. Harvey, a list of pills, the time of taking these same pills. As well as a list of favorite snacks and sweets for the Farmer. Sam specifically keeps such a notebook so as not to forget or miss anything. He sincerely loves and cares about s/o, so, remembering his frequent absent-mindedness, Sam approached this with all seriousness. In addition to the listed list, Sam will also often play a soothing tune on his guitar that will lull the Farmer or cheer them up. Whatever happens, Sam will be there with them.