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Daddy’s Girl [Naruto Shippuden]
an: I wrote a JJK version of this (link here), and decided that some of the older Naruto characters deserved the same treatment
prompt: daddy always has more fun…
feat: Kakashi Hatake, Obito Uchiha, Yamato Tenzo & Tobirama Senju
warnings: daddy kink (obvs), tread carefully as all except Yam Yam are pretty mean, Dom/sub dynamics, office sex, overstimulation, pussy eating, blowjobs, role-playing in all, spanking, hair pulling, pussy fingering, possibly light degradation if you squint, just tread carefully people
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Kakashi Hatake
You shouldn't be doing this, someone could walk in at any second but you weren't the one in control right now.
Oh no - you were merely the outlet for his frustration and he was making sure you knew it with every loud slurp to come from between your spread thighs.
Kakashi's furious eyes met your tear-filled gaze and you felt the smirk of his lips against your gushing pussy. He was biting at your tender flesh, tugging with insistent motions that made your spine arch in a wicked curve and a keening noise crawled from your throat.
"Kashi," you whimpered as quietly as you could.
You wished for the ability to bite into your hand to keep yourself from alerting others to what was transpiring behind the closed doors of the Hokage's office. However, your silver-haired man kept a tight hold on each hand, pressing them tightly into your ass cheeks, helping him spread you wide.
You weren’t sure how much time had passed since you found yourself naked from the waist up, skirt hiked around your hips and splayed out for Kakashi’s personal use. Had no way of counting the times he had growled and snarled as he ate you out like a starved beast devouring a meal. It was all a delirious blur, but when he suddenly stopped, you panicked.
His mouth left your overstimulated cunt.
The wet disconnect of his plush lips sounded carnal in the hushed room. Slick coated his mouth right down to his chin, skin shining with your arousal which he made a show of licking at with that sinful tongue.
"Who?"
The tone was deadly, low and most definitely not to be messed with. It wasn't often that he was this harsh with you, but you couldn't lie, you did enjoy feeling like his little fucktoy every now and then.
"I meant - Daddy."
"That's better," he cooed in reply.
He finally let go of your hands to sit back in his chair, you could only watch as he revealed his angry red erection from his pants, oozing with precum as he stroked the monstrous length.
Kakashi hissed through his teeth, eyes rolling once before he locked with your gaze, "time to sit on Daddy's dick princess."
Obito Uchiha
His breath was heavy against the nape of your neck, a strong fist twisted around your hair to keep you exactly where he wanted you. The leather of his glove sounded erotic as it creaked from the pressure of his fingers.
“Don’t think I’m finished with you yet baby. Let’s get you more comfortable,” Obito crooned with that rumbling voice that sounded like thunder rolling over the hills.
Your body was numb, utterly spent from the relentless orgasms he had forced out of your cunt. Your clit throbbed, every tightening of your thighs jolting you like you had been electrocuted.
Obito yanked your hair, impatient from waiting on your reply that was never coming. How could you possibly conjure words at a time like this?
Sweat dripped from your dewy skin as he manhandled you onto your knees. You couldn’t help but admire him; dark hair mussed from your wandering fingers, tall and broad in stature and utterly rippling in steel-cut muscle.
He was your dark God. Your obsession. Your everything, and he knew it. Didn’t always quite understand it, an angel like you being enamoured by a devil like him, but he wasn’t going to poke at it right now.
Arousal coated your thighs in sticky trails that slid towards the floor, doe eyes blinking up at the thick cock that you hungered for.
He twitched under your gaze, a growl sounding in his chest as he wiped the thick precum across your lips and watched as your licked yourself clean.
“Open up for Daddy, he needs your sweet little mouth.”
Your lips parted on a moan of bubbling delight, another jolt rippled through your body as Obito’s fat tip pressed through your opening.
He tasted so good, so utterly male. You traced the delicate veins that ran the length of his shaft before sucking at the purplish fattened head until Obito was snapping his hips in urgency.
“Like sucking Daddy’s cock, baby? Gonna let me fuck that tight little throat before I destroy your perfect pussy?”
You could only groan, eliciting a hiss as the sound reverberated into his cock. Nodding frantically, you met his lust-blown pupils and the stark scars that twisted his face into something sinister yet beautiful.
Daddy really was a devil…
Yamato Tenzo
“Need your cock Daddy - please.”
Yamato was scarlet, metaphorical steam poured from his ears as he listened to your whimpered plea. Did you just call him Daddy? And did he just like it?
He had known you were feeling frisky the moment he set eyes on you. Lounging, as you were, on the bed with nothing but a smile on your lips and flames in your eyes.
You touched yourself as he strolled around the room, his eyes following your actions with a certain wariness. He wasn’t too familiar with this bolder, more forward side of you but he couldn’t say he didn’t like it.
He certainly liked the way you were playing with your nipples, squeezing them between finger and thumb until they were so ripe and ready for his mouth…
“Wh-what did you say?”
Crawling across the squishy mattress, your fingers hooked into his belt and began to tear at the leather in earnest. Yamato could only watch as you savaged at him in your desperation to free his already painfully straining erection.
“Need your cock Daddy, feel all empty inside.”
Motherfucking god.
He was gonna nut before you even touched him properly if you didn’t stop with the lewd words.
Yamato had never considered himself one to indulge in such a kink, but here he was, more turned on than ever before at the little act you were putting on.
Flushed with embarrassment, but not wanting you to stop, he swallowed past the ragged lump in his throat. He sighed as his cock sprang free from the confines of his pants and boxers, gathering his courage to play along.
“Why don’t you suck Daddy’s cock baby girl? Maybe if you do a good job, I’ll fill up that needy little pussy, would you like that?”
His voice trembled, cheeks absolutely on fire but it was worth it to see the feral desire swimming in your eyes. To watch as you nodded to his proposition and eagerly went to town on his dick.
“Fuck.”
A hand traced down your spine as Yamato lost himself to the sinful pleasure of your hot slippery mouth. Teeth barely concealed behind your lips, sucking him down into your throat as if you were trying to steal the very soul from him through his dick.
“That’s it, baby girl. Just. Like. That.”
Tobirama Senju
He was grumpy.
Your tired man exasperated by what he considered to be time-wasting fools. He didn’t listen when you explained for the hundredth time that they were his jonin and it was their duty to report back to him.
Arms folded over his buff chest, lower lip jutted out and a scowl so prominent that you couldn’t help but chuckle. Tobirama really was a pest, but you loved him and knew that he needed something to take his mind off his troubles.
The lock clicked and his head lifted, carmine eyes narrowed as you approached with those mesmerising hips swaying like a pendulum.
You seated yourself upon his lap, uninvited, but you dared to provoke him. The man capable of breaking you clean in two with only the flick of his wrist, but he was putty in your dainty hands.
“Play with me Daddy. I’ve been so very naughty,” you whispered, licking at the shell of his ear.
There was always a danger in playing such dirty games with your beloved, and it seemed that your white-haired, chiselled God was feeling rather domineering this day.
Within the blink of an eye, you were spun around to face his desk. Your hands shot out to stabilise your frame as he yanked down your shorts without preamble.
Tobi forced you to brace your weight on the desk, knees nestled on either side of his hips once he had rid you of your flimsy shorts.
A calloused hand ran the length of your inner thigh, making you tremble and quake as he brushed delicately against your pussy.
Your breathing was coming in short sharp pants, heart thundering in your chest as he finally broke the silence, his voice a whole octave lower than usual.
“My angel has been a naughty girl, is that right? Well, Daddy should teach you a lesson. I hope you’re ready?”
He didn’t wait, gave no time for refusal for he knew that it would never come. You liked this side of him, it gave you a thrill to be bent to his will, and he remembered it well as his meaty palm connected with your plump ass cheek.
The crack reverberated around the office, along with your whimpered cry. His palm stung from the impact and he smirked that coy feline-like smile as the red imprint of his hand stared back at him.
You expected him to repeat the process on the other side, tensing under the palm that rubbed at your unmarked cheek, but he was full of surprises.
A finger pressed into your tight little hole, wet from his saliva and forcing you open around the thick digit that wriggled against your gummy walls.
Another was added in quick succession, fucking into you until he was buried up to his top knuckle in your cunt.
The sharp sting of his teeth flashed through your body as he stopped all movement, displeased with how you had tried to fuck yourself on his hand. Rutting against his palm as if you were in heat.
“Daddy didn’t say you could fuck yourself, haven’t finished your punishment little one.”
You were in for a world of pain and pleasure…
#delirious writes#kakashi smut#obito smut#yamato smut#tobirama smut#kakashi hakate#obito uchiha#yamato tenzo#tobirama senju#kakashi x reader#obito x reader#yamato x reader#tobirama x reader#tw daddy kink
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Food for Thought 💭 (Pt. 2)
A burst of colorful words flew out of your mouth as the sun was setting. Still in your training attire, mud on your face (don’t ask), and smelling atrocious. You were already supposed to be at Rengoku’s place eating, but god forbid you would actually remember. A million thoughts racing through your head as you hurriedly wash up and get into a somewhat nice kimono. No you weren’t going to do makeup because by then you’d be an hour late. It was pretty much dark outside once you set foot outside your room.
“Shit, shit, shit.” You mutter to yourself, keeping a low profile. The embarrassment of being deemed as a late person would actually crush you. You were always on time, always.
Once reaching his room, you had already practiced your apology a million times.
“Okay, here goes nothing.” You knock on his door once and before getting another one in, the door flung open.
“Y/n! So glad you could make it!” He says practically yelling at you.
“So sorry that I was late! Training all day.” You explain entering his room.
“ No need to apologize, I didn’t get back here until about 5 minutes ago!”
Relief washed over you. The fact that he was also late made you feel like 10x less crappier. He went and grabbed something off the table while you hesitated by the door. His kimono was a simple red color and wore black sandals.
“You look quite beautiful, Y/n.” Rengoku sincerely says looking you up and down. You could’ve swore he licked his lips, but maybe it was because he was hungry after all. Nonetheless, the compliment made you blush.
“Thank you, same to you dear friend.” The last part slips out of your mouth before it could be retrieved. Dear friend?! Oh great now he’s going to think that I only see him as a friend. But he seems to not show any emotion other than that infectious smile. He gestures for the both of you to step outside.
“You wouldn’t mind going into town to dine?”
“Oh that sounds lovely.”
Before you knew it, the both of you set off. Of course with Rengoku doing most of the talking.
After walking for a good while, a nice quaint town appeared before you. The warm lights were comforting. The brick structures were strategically placed, but also suffocating each other as each shop turned into another with a blink of an eye.
Soon enough, the noodle hut that the flame pillar had been raving about for the past 15 minutes, was right in front of you. It seemed a little busy but not bustling.
Upon entering the restaurant, the smell of mixed spices and fresh homemade noodles hit your keen nose. Both you and Rengoku’s stomach rumbled. The two of you shared a quick glance and smiled at your stomachs growling in unison. Before you knew it, you guys were sitting at a table, facing each other. Now you could truly bask in the beauty of the flame pillar.
Now getting comfortable, you start the conversation off.
“This is such a nice place, Rengoku! How did you come across it?”
“Well I was walking back from a mission and came across this place. I had ordered three bowls of Katsudon and some baked yams.” He answered, now looking at the menu. You laugh in consideration of his big appetite.
A few minutes later, a waitress takes your drink and food orders. You had to admit, the smell of the restaurant was making you ravenous.
“Gosh, if they take any longer I might be the one ordering 3 bowls of katsudon and a baked yam!” You say giggling. Rengoku chuckles, sipping his water.
Soon enough the food arrived. Without hesitation you dug in. But what surprised you was that Rengoku was saying “UMAI!” As loud as possible after every bite. Some people started to look and you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. On the other hand, you were too shy to say anything to him. So there you were, eating silently as your friend shouted every 5 seconds.
After awhile, the people got used to it and returned to their evening.
(After dinner).
Now that your bellies were full and walking back, you found yourself a bit tired. You couldn’t help but yawn every few minutes. Eyes watering and everything. God this was painful. Then out of nowhere you feel sturdy arms grab you from beneath and find yourself being carried bridal style by Kyojuro Rengoku himself. A squeal of surprise left you. Rengoku laughed, his breath smelled faintly of bone broth. You giggle as his hot breath tickles your face. Man, this was pretty romantic. Even if his breath kind of stunk.
“Rengoku…I have a question for you.”
He focused intently on you.
“Have you ever kissed somebody?” You ask, a smirk playing on your lips. Even in the dim light of the forest, you could see an apparently blush on his face.
“I-uh…No. Have you?” He answers, looking away.
“Me neither.”
For a bit, all you could hear were the crickets. Then a small voice broke the silence.
“Do you want to…?” He offered. You nod your head in response. Without even thinking, you wrapped your arms around his neck and leaned in. Rengoku closed the gap between the two of you and your lips connected. (Now you could really taste the bone broth pfft-)
It was magical. The way the world felt like it stopped, the way your head spun a little, the way your faces fit perfectly into one another like they were meant to kiss each other.
Once the kiss broke, you both blurted out in unison, “I love you.”
Which of course, ended in the two of you giggling like two lovestruck bumbling idiots.
#rengoku x reader#rengoku fluff#rengoku kyojuro#kny fanfic#kimetsu no yaiba#demon slayer#dinner date
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MAWS AU - the Kryptonite sphere does not get brought to Thanksgiving and the ship doesn't activate. All the drama is interpersonal :)
(obviously: set during the Hearts of the Fathers, spoilers ahoy)
The kitchen smelled wonderful, the roasting turkey, the hot honeybutter rolls, James's yams with marshmallows, potatoes with enough herbs for all of scarborough fair. Martha had prided herself on a cozy kitchen, a welcoming home.
"What do you mean, an enemy?" Martha Kent interrupted her husband's good natured advice to their son. Her Clark did not call people enemies. Oh, they'd taught him well, he tried to see the best in people like Jonathan, but he also knew to believe people when they showed him who they were. When he'd come home in second grade with blood on his shirt sleeve from a fight, he'd been honest about it-- bullies. When he'd lost a chess match in the finals to a cheater, Clark had used words like 'opponent.'
"Um," Clark said. Ma thought about what she'd read in the article, about that Mr. Ivo and his attack on Metropolis.
"Clark. Who's the enemy?"
"I..."
"Ma, really, you don't--"
"I don't what?" she asked. "Clark. What happened?" she reached up to put a hand on his cheek, tilting his face down so she could see him. His eyes had a haunted look in them. Someone had scared her baby.
"I didn't want to worry you," he said. "General Lane..."
"He's not the nicest man," Ma started to say, out of a sense of hospitality. Lois's father was, after all, a guest. "Clark. Is this just that he's made Lois feel bad? Tell me the truth."
"No," Clark said. "I...I didn't know he was her dad. He--"
"What did he do?" Ma said, a chill like the worst of winter icing her words.
"He caught me," Clark said, looking down. Not at her. At his wrists, like he expected something other than skin and shirtsleeves and Jonathan's best cufflinks to be there. "He said I was responsible, all those people who died...that I'm an invader." The words spilled out of her baby's mouth, the same way they had when he'd talked about needing to quit the football team, like his pain wasn't worth anything.
"Oh," Ma said, quietly. "Oh, Clark. Oh, don't you worry, honey. You stay right here. I'll take care of this."
"Martha," Jonathan said warningly, knowing enough about his wife that the turkey was no longer the priority.
Ma ignored him, reaching up on her tiptoes to take down her grandmother's cast iron skillet. It had always served her family well, no matter what purpose it was needed for.. "Jon, you stay with Clark. I'm not having that man eat at our table."
"Ma, no!" Clark protested. The kitchen door started to open.
"Clark. You may have all those powers, but I am your mother. That man tried to kill you." Ma insisted.
"Hey, I'm just grabbing the--what." Jimmy stared. "Uh. Mrs. Kent?"
"James," she said, smiling. " You can take the yams out in a minute, dear. I need to settle something with our intruder."
"Indrude--ma, no!" Clark followed her, his long strides a match for three of hers, but she still reached the living room first.
"Get out of my house," Ma said to the General, interrupting whatever silent, awkward conversation had been happening between him and Lois.
"Excuse me?" he said, standing, automatically shifting his feet. Ma narrowed her eyes. She knew a defensive stance when she saw one.
"Lois, honey, you can stay. But he's not welcome."
"What's going on?" Lois asked. "Clark?" The look on his face caught her breath. "Clark?"
"The General," Clark said, hollowly. "Lois, please tell me you didn't know."
"Know wha--"Lois looked green as she registered the Important Capitals. "Oh, oh my god. Dad. Tell me you didn't."
"Didn't what? Lois, what is this?" The General looked almost bewildered. Ma wasn't sure if it made her angrier that he might be pretending not to know what he'd done, or if he was really so blind that it didn't matter. She was angry all the same.
“Tell me you didn’t kidnap and try to murder my boyfriend!” Lois exploded. Ma felt a rush of kinship with the girl. She could stay as long as she liked.
"You're the one who kidnapped Superman? And attacked Cadmus?" Jimmy finally pieced it together.
"How do you know about any of that?" The General asked, eyes still on the threat.
Ma gripped the skillet by the handle, forcing his attention back to her, taking two deliberate steps to place herself between her son and the couch where a monster in uniform -metaphorical uniform, anyways, though not metaphorically a monster- stood. "General, It’s best you leave now. If you come near any of my children again, so help me, the pigs down at the Anderson's get mighty hungry in winter. Now git."
#dammit hedgi day 2023#my adventures with superman#Sam Lane#Ma Kent#long ago Ma's ancestress met Miri the paladin that fryingpan is fucking magic#that's not relevent i just think u should know
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I came to the fandom after the manga was already concluded, but how does it feel for people like you who have been in the fandom for a long time to finish the shipping race with your ship ending up as the most plausible one for Levi. Like you must have gone through a lot during the process lol but at the end it must have felt good.
Oh wow. Did we go through a lot? Did we ever! Following the manga realtime was a wild, wild ride, especially after Shiganshina. I’ve already written about the fandom’s reaction to the hell that was the Serum Bowl here. Things did calm down a bit after that, particularly once fans understood that Levi had chosen to save Erwin by allowing him to die, but it was still a turbulent ride.
Despite Yams hinting that Erwin might appear in flashbacks, there was a real fear that Erwin and his legacy would be completely forgotten and written out of the story. The fact that Hanji mentioned there would be a funeral for Erwin and the fallen soldiers, and then that funeral never happened and we were straight into the time skip and the Marley Arc, only heightened that fear. I’m still salty about this tbh.
One of the things to remember about the Marley Arc is that it ran for 16 chapters and 11 months passed before we saw the Paradis cast again, apart from two blurry panels of Levi in chapter 93.
There was a lot of anxiety about what was happening in the interim and how Levi would appear when he returned, particularly after the alarming subproduct of Titan science panel in 93. Personally I was holding out for Levi to return with long hair and Erwin Smith Flame of Hope Tattooed across his chest. (@seitsen-sarvi kindly obliged.) Isayama himself played on Levi’s absence by drawing pictures on his blog of Levi promoting a hot spring in his home town because he had nothing better to do.
Once the Paradis cast returned, an even bigger fear was that Levi would forget his vow to Erwin, and speculation was rife about Levi choosing a new liege. Those theories were blown out of the water in chapter 112 when Levi finally reiterated his vow to Erwin and we had the first of (several) flashbacks to the crate scene.
Once it was clear that Levi hadn’t forgotten his vow and that his prime goal was still to kill Zeke, some fans felt that his character had stagnated, that he had become petty, vindictive and driven by revenge, that he needed to “get over” his hatred for Zeke, and that he should grow up and move on. This particular argument used to drive me up the wall and I remember writing some meta pointing out that Levi wasn’t a teenage shounen protag on a voyage of discovery, he entered the manga as a fully formed character, and a grown ass man, and had remained consistent ever since.
As the denouement of the manga approached, and we had another heartbreaking crate flashback in chapter 136, there was some quite acrimonious debate about whether Levi had sworn his vow to Erwin, or to all the Survey Corps’ fallen soldiers. Most of this debate focused on points of translation that mostly went right over my head. Have a look at @tsuki-no-ura's blog where you’ll find a detailed analysis of the translations and many very patient responses to fans. My take on this particular point was that Levi swore his vow to Erwin, but he swore it on behalf of all the fallen soldiers.
Another endless point of discourse was whether Levi should live or die. Some Eruri fans desperately wanted him to die so he could be reunited with Erwin, while other fans were understandably outraged by this suggestion. Personally I was really torn on this point. Ideally I wanted Levi to survive until the very end of the manga when he would die in a blaze of glory while killing Zeke, and then be reunited with Erwin in the afterlife. I never really thought there was the slightest chance of that happening, so when Hanji got *exactly* the ending that I wished for Levi, I was astonished to say the least. But I also knew that having done it once, Isayama was unlikely to give the same ending to Levi.
Ultimately, I think most Eruri shippers were very happy with Levi’s ending; he never forgot Erwin, he remained true to his vow, he killed Zeke, helped to save Humanity (as much as it could be saved), and was rewarded with a final vision of his fallen comrades saluting his sacrifice. It was beautiful.
The fact that Levi didn’t join the diplomatic mission to Paradis to negotiate with the Yeagerists, was just the icing on the cake. I love that last image of him living his best life with Gabi, Falco, and the Onyankopon, far away from Pardis and the Yeagerists.
So yeah, that’s a very, very long winded way of saying, yes, as an Eruri shipper, Levi’s ending did feel good to me. HOWEVER, I have to add that I’ve never seen shipping as a race to be won or lost. As far as I’m concerned the whole joy of shipping is that you can make your blorbos do whatever the hell you want, regardless of canon. It really saddens me when some fans seem to spend more time shitting on ships they dislike, rather than creating content for ships that they do like. But at the same time, it also frustrates me when people try to debunk the actual canon story lines. If you don’t like canon, that’s fine, just ignore it, shipping is all about transformative works after all.
I’m going to give the last word to Isayama, who I think is a lot smarter and more knowing than we sometimes give him credit for. I know a lot of shippers of all stripes gave a wry smile when they saw this beautiful final panel of Levi with Petra, Hanji and Erwin all front and centre.
Though I couldn’t help noticing that Erwin is the only one still waiting for their partner in the after life…
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Old Friends
Being a Coach for MSBY and Team Japan
Featuring Tadashi Yamaguchi
and Kentaro Kyotani
MSBY featuring Tadashi Yamaguchi x GN! Reader; Team Japan featuring Kentaro Kyotani x GN! Reader
Warnings: none
A/N: This is an Anon request
🏳️🌈 Please Like, Share, Comment to support my writing 🏳️🌈
MSBY (Tadashi Yamaguchi)
Growing up you always knew what you wanted to do!
That's right- coach and/or play professional volleyball 🏐
You grew up in Miyagi prefecture, right next to your childhood bestie, Yamaguchi
This is pre-Tsukki days 💅🏼
You both would play volleyball and other sports during the long summers
"YN you are so good at sports"- Yamaguchi would always tell you
When you moved away, you always kept in contact with Yams
Please he's one of those people who values all friendships 🥰
As you grew older, you decided that coaching was more your style
Enter MSBY 🙌🏻
I just want to say YN, thoughts and prayers for what you go through daily 😅
Now Yams knew you coached MSBY and he told you about the bubbly ginger who he went to high school with
You never mentioned to Hinata that you knew Yams because it's just never came up 🤷♀️
We keep things professional here
So when Yams reached out, asking if youd like to get lunch you immediately said yes!
He agreed to meet you at the MSBY gym so you could walk to the restaurant
When Yams showed up, Hinata about lost his ever loving mind 🤣
"YAMAGUCHI YOU CAME TO VISIT ME"- Hinata 🥺
"Actually"- Yams 😅
"Oh my god, wait did you go see Kageyama before this??"- Hinata 😑
"Umm no"- Yams
"SCORE! I always knew you liked me better than you liked him!"- Hinata says, punching the air
You walk over to Yamaguchi who looks at you and smiles
"Oh YN! This is my friend from his school Yamaguchi!"- Hinata says introducing you
"I know Hinata, I've been friends with Tadashi since I was a kid"- you say greating your friend
Hinata 👉🏻👁👄👁 really???
"Yep!"- you 🥰
There's a few seconds of awkward silence before Yamaguchi says "well YN we should head out"
"I'll be back in a while Hinata. Don't you DARE step foot on that court until I get back or I'm not putting you in the starting line up"- you 😑
Hinata 👉🏻👁👄👁 umm yeah ok...
You leave with Tadashi to enjoy a peaceful meal and catch up with and old friend ❤️
Team Japan (Kentaro Kyoutani)
You've been friends with Kyoutani for years
He's definitely onenof those people who cherishes friends whi stand by his side
And may times you baled him out of trouble YN 👀
You also supported his desire to play volleyball
And he supported your desire to coach a sport you loved
While you loved to play, your real talents lied in managerial work and coaching
You were able to keep track of plays, stats and you knew the game perfectly!
You'd often practice with Kyoutani after school and on weekends 🏐
After high school, Kyoutani joined the Sendai Frogs and you went on to manage various teams
Until finally... it happened 😳
You landed a dream job coaching Team Japan 🙌🏻
Seriously what an honor!!
When you told Kyoutani, he was so proud of you it was unreal!
He asked you out for celebrate drinks after your first week of coaching
He agreed to meet you ag the gym
Not sure if that wad a great decision but here we are 😅
You were talking to Iwaizumi Hajime, 27, Athletic Trainer about the teams work outs when Kyoutani entered the gym
You and Iwaizumi both said "hey Kyoutani" at the same time
Que 🎶 when he looks at me, nd I look at him and he looks at me and I LOOK AT HIM 🎶
It's beautiful
"You know Kyoutani YN?"- Iwaizumi questions
"Yeo we've been friends for many years. How do you know him?"- you ask
"We played volleyball together"- Iwaizumi says
Kyoutani joins you just as a group of idiots emerges 🙄
"Hey isn't that mad dog"- Hinata says
Kyoutani 👉🏻😐🙄
"Hinata shut up!"- Kageyama shouts
"I remember your crazy cut shots from high school! Dude they were so insane"- Hinata gushes
"Thanks"- Kyoutani says
"Kyo we can get going if you'd like"- you say
Everyone 👉🏻✋🏻
"You know mad dog YN?"- Hinata
"Who do you think taught him that cut shot?"- you 😏
Hinata 👉🏻❤️👄❤️ YN TEACH ME
"Boke! Leave the coacj alone!"- Kageyama shouts
You roll you eyes and head out with your friend for a nice lunch and catching up 🥰
#haikyuu#haikyuu!!#haikyu!#haikyū!!#haikyu x gender neutral reader#haikyu x you#yamaguchi tadashi#kyoutani kentarou#yamaguchi x you#yamaguchi x reader#haikyuu yamaguchi#yamaguchi x y/n#hq msby#msby black jackels#hq team japan#team japan x reader#team japan x yn#team japan#kyoutani x reader#haikyuu kyoutani#hq kyoutani#kyoutani x you#yamaguchi headcanons#kyoutani headcanons
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Fereyel and Debbo Engal the Witch
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(This tale originally told by the Fulani people from Guinea, Senegal and Gambia is a variant of the Little Thumb type of story about a small sized hero that survives a canibal villain trough cunning and wit, and is the most likely inspiration for the Michel Ocelot animated film Kirikou and the Sorceress)
A long time ago there lived a witch called Debbo Engal.
She had ten daughters who were beautiful girls whom all men sought after.
And from time to time youths would make the long journey to the house where they lived hidden away in the bush.
But none of these young men ever returned to their villages again.
Although nobody knew the reason why. Debbo Engal knew, however. When young men called to see her lovely daughters, she would pretend to be delighted to meet them, giving them palm wine to drink and serving them choice food until night fell.
And then she would say, "It is too late and the night is too dark for you to walk back to your homes through the bush. Why not stay the night here and then go home at daybreak in safety?"
The young men would gladly agree.
And Debbo Engal would tell them to lie down around the fire she kept burning in the biggest hut in the compound.
And soon all would be asleep. The wicked witch would then sharpen her large knife, creep up to the lads, and kill them silently, one-by-one, with the skill of long practice.
Then in the morning she would eat them.
Debbo Engal did not feed on rice or corn or yams, only human flesh satisfied her cruel appetite.
Now in a village some miles away lived a woman who had ten sons. And they heard of the beauty of Debbo Engal's daughters and wanted to visit them. Their mother entreated the boys not to go.
"It is an evil compound; keep away my sons!" she begged. "So many young men have gone never to return and I don't want to lose all my sons at once!" But the lads laughed at her fears and assured her that they could look after each other and that ten men would be a match for any woman.
Besides, the daughters were said to be so very beautiful that none of the young men could rest until they had seen the maidens.
Early the next morning the ten brothers set off in high spirits, singing and laughing as they walked along the narrow paths which led to the bush to Debbo Engal's compound.
No sooner had they left their mother then she gave birth to an eleventh son. But what a strange looking child he was, being scarcely the size of his mother's little finger.
Then he stood upright straight away and spoke to her.
"Good mother," he said, his bright little black eyes gazing fixedly at her face. "Where are my brothers?"
"They have gone to Debbo Engal's compound," she replied in amazement, wondering how it was that he knew he had any brothers.
At this the little boy gave a shout exclaiming, "Then I must go after them and save them!"
And he ran swiftly down the path which his brothers had taken.
Very soon he saw the ten lads in the distance and called after them, "Hey! Hey, wait for me!"
The brothers stopped and turned to see who was calling. And when the tiny boy ran up to them they stared open-mouthed. P
resently, one of them managed to say, "Who are you and what do you want?" "My name is Fereyel and I'm your youngest brother," he replied.
"Indeed you are not for there are only ten of us," they replied.
"Now go away and leave us in peace!"
"I want to come with you to save you from harm," said Fereyel.
At this the brothers were angry and began to beat him, saying, "Don't be so silly; how can you be our brother? Now go away and leave us in peace!"
They beat him so hard that he lay senseless on the ground.
And then the unkind brothers went on their way toward Debbo Engal's home.
Some time later, one of the brothers found a piece of beautiful cloth lying across the path.
"Look what I found!" he exclaimed.
"Some careless person has dropped this fine cloth! This really is a lucky journey, isn't it?"
He picked up the cloth, slung it over his shoulder, and continued on his way. But somehow the cloth seemed to get heavier and heavier.
And presently, he said to the second brother, "Will you carry this for me? It's so very heavy on my shoulder."
The second brother laughed at him for a weakling. But very soon he, too, found the cloth too heavy and passed it on to the third.
And so it went on until it reached the eldest of the ten brothers.
And when he complained about the weight, a shrill voice from inside the cloth called out, "I'm inside! That's why you find the cloth so heavy.
It's Fereyel, your youngest brother!"
The young men were furious.
And shaking Fereyel out of the cloth, they beat him again and again until once more they left him lying senseless beside the path.
"Well that's the end of him," they said. "Lying little scoundrel!"
So they went on their way; for it was a long journey. And they began to hurry since they had wasted some time in beating Fereyel.
Suddenly one of the brothers kicked his toe against a piece of metal.
And as he bent to pick it up, he saw that it was a silver ring.
"Heh-heh, what luck!" he exclaimed. "Somebody has dropped a ring and now it's mine!"
And placing it on his finger, he swaggered happily along.
But after a few minutes, his hand hung heavily at his side. It was all that he could do to walk, so weighty had the ring become. And the same thing then happened with the ring as with the cloth -- each brother taking turns to wear it, but passing it on when it got too heavy until, at last, it reached the eldest. "There's something odd about this ring," he said.
And was just taking it off his finger when Fereyel's voice piped up saying, "I'm inside! That's why it's so heavy!"
And he jumped out of the ring onto the ground.
Well, the brothers were about to beat him again when the eldest said, "He seems determined to follow us, and he's certainly been very cunning about it. Leave him alone and let him follow us to Debbo Engal's place after all."
So on they went until at last they reached the compound they were seeking. And Debbo Engal came out to greet them.
"Welcome!" she cried. "Welcome to our home! Come and meet my daughters." The ten girls were very lovely and the brothers could scarcely take their eyes away from them.
They were led away to the largest hut, and Debbo Engal brought them delicious food and drink.
At first, she did not see Fereyel for he was hidden behind the eldest brother's foot.
But suddenly she caught sight of him, picked him up, and exclaimed,
"What a charming little fellow you are! Come with me to my hut and I will see that you are properly looked after. Never have I seen anyone so tiny - you must stay with me and be mine!"
The brothers were surprised when Fereyel allowed himself to be led away without protest. But they soon forgot all about him as they feasted and drank and danced with the ten beautiful girls.
Night came. And the brothers talked about going home. But Debbo Engal persuaded them to stay where they were.
"There is no moon," she said, "and you might lose your way. There are many snakes and wild animals about at this season, too. So stay with us and return to home by daylight tomorrow."
The lads needed little persuasion and soon began another dance, while Debbo Engal brought more palm wine to refresh them. At last, however, the ten boys and girls had to admit that they were too tired to stay awake any longer. And Debbo Engal lent the brothers some mats and pillows on which to rest in the large hut, where the girls were already almost asleep. The wicked witch went back to her hut and gave Fereyel a comfortable mat to sleep on and a specially soft pillow for his head.
"There you are!" she said. "Go to sleep now and do not wake until the morning. I shall sleep on the mat beside you, my little man, so you'll be quite safe."
So saying, she lay down and closed her eyes. And soon the compound was wrapped in silence.
Presently, Debbo Engal sat up and bent over Fereyel to see if he was asleep. He closed his eyes and kept perfectly still.
She stoop up, went to the corner where she kept her big knife, but just as she was taking hold of it, Fereyel called out, "What are you doing?!"
Hastily replacing the knife, Debbo Engal said sweetly, "Aren't you asleep yet, little man? Let me smooth your pillow for you."
And she tidied his bed and shook up the pillow and begged him to sleep in peace.
Once again she lay down beside him and once again Fereyel pretended to sleep. So that after an hour, the wicked witch got up for the second time and took out her knife, ready to sharpen it.
"What are you doing?!" called Fereyel again.
Making some excuse, Debbo Engal came back to her bed and told him to go to sleep again. For a long time after that, all was quiet.
But Fereyel did not sleep. He waited until the steady breathing of the woman on the mat beside him told him she was asleep. And then silently, he crept out of the hut, and made his way to where his brothers and the ten beautiful maidens were. Gently and silently, he changed all their clothes, putting the white gowns the boys wore over the girls. And covering his brothers in the blue robes of the women. Then he returned to Debbo Engal's hut, lay down again and waited. Sure enough, Debbo Engal soon woke with a start. And for the third time, she crept to the corner of her hut, seized her knife, and began to sharpen it. Fereyel did not interrupt her this time, and she slipped out of the door, holding the gleaming blade in her hand.
Stealthily, she entered the young people's hut, bent over the ten sleeping forms wrapped in white clothes, and cut their throats with practiced skill.
"Heh-heh! They'll make me a splendid meal tomorrow!" she muttered to herself as she lay down contentedly and fell asleep again.
As soon as he was sure Debbo Engal would not wake, Fereyel hurried into the big hut and shook each of his brothers by their shoulders.
"Get up! Get up!" he whispered. "Debbo Engal meant to kill you all and had I not changed over your clothes she would have done so. Look...!" And he pointed to the ten girls who lay with their throats cut.
"The old witch thinks it is you she has killed!"
The brothers needed no second bidding, but tumbled hastily out of the door, and began their journey home through the bush, anxious to get as far away from Debbo Engal as soon as possible before she woke up again. But it was no use. As soon as the witch woke and discovered that Fereyel was no longer by her side, she rushed into her daughter's hut and saw that she had killed them by mistake in the darkness.
Uttering a fearful cry she called up the wind, mounted on its back, and flew towards the brothers who were as of yet scarcely half-way home.
Fereyel saw her coming. "Look out!" he shouted to his brothers. "Here come the old witch!"
The brothers were panic stricken but Fereyel knew what to do. Seizing a hen's egg from under a bush, he dashed it on the ground between them and Debbo Engal. The egg immediately turned into a wide, deep river. And the young men were able to continue on their way.
Debbo Engal was furious and turned about at once, and made for home. But the brothers had not got rid of her so easily.
For she came back with her magic calabash and began to empty out all the water from the swiftly flowing river. Soon there was not a drop left and she was able to continue her journey once more.
Fereyel saw her coming and shouted, "Look out! Here comes the old witch again!" while he seized a large stone, flung it in her path.
Immediately it changed into a high mountain, and the brothers continued on their journey, certain that Debbo Engal could not get to them now.
But the witch was not defeated yet.
She went back to her home on another puff of wind and fetched her magic axe. And then she hacked and chopped and chopped and hacked until at last the whole mountain disappeared, and she was able to continue on her way.
But she was too late.
Just then, Fereyel saw her coming again and gave his brothers a warning shout.
"Look out!" he cried as they saw their village ahead.
And with one final effort, they reached their house.
Debbo Engal knew that she could not touch them there, and went away defeated, muttering fearful curses under her breath.
But Debbo Engal did not let the matter rest there.
She was determined to get hold of the young men and kill them.
Even though she had mistakenly killed her own daughters. So she lay in hiding and waited her chance.
Early next morning, the village headman told the brothers to go into the bush and collect logs. Somewhat fearfully, they went, keeping close together, and glancing over their shoulders from time-to-time in case the witch turned up again.
They did not see her, however, for the very good reason that she had heard the headman's instructions and had immediately turned herself into a log of wood.
As the lads collected the logs, they stacked them beside the path.
"Come on!" one of the called to Fereyel. "Don't be so lazy! Why are you standing still while we do all the work?"
"Because Debbo Engal has turned herself into a log and I do not want to be the one who picks her up," he explained. On hearing this, the brothers threw down the logs they were carrying and raced for home.
Debbo Engal, who was furious that she had not yet been picked up, changed herself back into a witch, and hid in the bush still longing for revenge.
A few days later, the brothers went off into the bush to collect wild plums.
At first, they only found trees with somewhat withered fruit. But suddenly they came upon a bush with bright, green leaves, and luscious, juicy plums hanging from its branches.
"Look at this; what luck!" exclaimed the eldest brother, reaching out his hand to pluck the fruit. "Stop!" commanded Fereyel.
"Don't you realize it's a magic tree and Debbo Engal is inside it? If you fill your calabashes with fruit, she'll soon have you under her spell."
The brothers dropped their calabashes and ran home with haste.
And once again, Debbo Engal's plans were frustrated. The next morning when the brothers came out of their compound, they saw a grey donkey grazing on the communal grass at the edge of the village.
It seemed to belong to no one and the brothers thought it must have strayed from a nearby village.
"What luck!" said the eldest.
"Let's all have a donkey ride!" And one-by-one, they climbed onto the donkey's back, until all ten of them were perched up there precariously.
And then they turned to Fereyel standing beside them and called, "Room for one more -- jump on!" "There's no room at all," replied Fereyel. "Even I, as small as I am, could not get on that donkey's back now."
Immediately, the strangest thing happened. The donkey began to grow longer and there was plenty of room for Fereyel.
"Hah hah!" he shouted. "You won't catch me climbing on the back of such an elongated donkey!"
Then much to everyone's surprise, the donkey shrank back to its normal size.
Fereyel laughed. "You have all been tricked again!" he said. "Donkeys don't usually understand what human beings are saying, but this one does, so it must be Debbo Engal again. Get off if you value your lives!"
The brothers tumbled off the donkey's back and the animal went braying back to the bush where it changed into Debbo Engal.
And now the witch was desperate. She had tried all her magic tricks, save one. And she was determined to make this a success.
"If I can only catch Fereyel, I shall be sure of the others," she said to herself, and sat in deep contemplation planning another wicked scheme.
The next morning, a beautiful maiden walked into the village.
The villagers crowded round her and asked, why she had come?
"I want to see Fereyel," she replied in a clear, bell-like voice.
"Will you lead me to his house?"
Fereyel was amazed to see such an attractive girl and asked her to come into the visitor's hut. And then he went out and killed a young goat and told his mother to cook the meat for his beautiful guest.
All day long her entertained the maiden, giving her delicious food to eat and talking to her all the while.
The villagers, who had never seen such beauty before, came peeping into the hut from time-to-time, and went away exclaiming loudly at the wonderful sight.
When evening came, the maiden said she must go back to her home.
"Will you lead me through the bush, Fereyel?" she asked.
"It is too dark for me to go alone."
Fereyel willingly agreed and the whole village turned out to bid them goodbye.
It was very dark. And Fereyel led the way along the little winding path that the maiden had told him led to her home. And then suddenly, she disappeared behind a thick tree trunk and was completely hidden.
Fereyel stood still, alert and waiting, straining his eyes in the dark.
And then, out slithered a horrible fat python which made straight for Fereyel and would have coiled itself round him and crushed him to death had he not been waiting for this moment.
"Hah-hah! Debbo Engal!" he laughed, and changed himself into a roaring fire. The python had no time to turn around. It could not stop its huge rippling body from dashing straight into the fire where it immediately perished.
Great was the joy in Fereyel's village when he went home and told his brothers the tale.
And great was the feasting and dancing they had that night to celebrate the death of the wicked witch, Debbo Engal.
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Why did Levi choose to stay behind with Yelena when the alliance was battling the Yeagerists? I know he was left behind at first because of his wounds, but then Levi put himself forward when the Beast Titan showed up. And likewise in chp 136, Levi got stuck on Falco's Titan while the Alliance was battling the giants, but then when he saw Zeke he showed up. I see most people use these to prove that Levi doesn't care about anything but Erwin's promise. Sometimes I can't help thinking that Yams reduces him to an obsession with killing Zeke because he doesn't know what to write about him after Shiganshina and he thinks his role is over. And as a Levi stan, I'm sick of being shown this way in the finale and having fans making these statements.
You have to remember that when the alliance went to retrieve the plane before getting into a battle with the Yagerists, it had only been about a day since Hange found Levi and treated his wounds. He was SEVERELY injured. He didn't yet have the strength to fight, and would have only gotten in the way of the action had he attempted to do so. If people are really trying to float this ridiculous notion that Levi didn't participate because he didn't care about the fight, or his comrades, then I'm sorry, they're either brain dead levels of stupid, or they didn't read the manga. Levi's entire character is centered around how much he cares about his comrades.
He fought against Eren because the situation was dire and desperate and they needed all the help they could get. But the truth is, Levi shouldn't have ever even tried to fight. He was barely alive at that point, and was in no sort of fighting condition. He took a thunderspear to the face, basically, and people complain that "he didn't do enough". Like, get the fuck outta' here. It was an incredible act of courage that he took up arms in the final battle at all. He was further injured while saving Connie's life. He was coughing up blood, bleeding internally. Why anyone would criticize Levi for needing to sit out after that is beyond me, unless they're just a callous, cruel person. He took Zeke out because he was given a clear and easy shot. Zeke let himself be killed. It required little effort on Levi's part. That's hardly comparable to having to battle dozens upon dozens of spawning titans actively attacking, something Levi attempted to do before his leg nearly got bitten off. Levi also knew if he took out Zeke, it would end the Rumbling, full stop. What, was he just supposed to sit there and stare at Zeke waving him down, giving him a clear shot to kill him? That would have been stupid. Zeke specifically called out to Levi. Nobody else probably even realized Zeke was there, or if they did, they had their own hands full battling against the dozens of titans spawning on Eren's back.
Isayama never reduced Levi to any such thing as an "obsession" with Zeke. That whole notion comes from a bunch of idiots who don't know how to read properly, and have no grasp of Levi's character or what drives him. Levi was pivotal in organizing and rallying the alliance in the fight against Eren, and in gaining the victory. Without Levi's leadership in that final fight, who the hell knows what would have happened. I don't understand how anyone can read the manga and come away not seeing how greatly Levi contributed, and how much he gave in the final push against Eren and the Rumbling. He nearly died fighting alongside the others, protecting them and doing what he could to save what was left of humanity, despite being grievously injured. If all he cared about was Zeke, he would have killed Zeke any of the numerous times he had the chance to beforehand. In Shinganshina, during the raid on Liberio, in the forest, etc, etc... He didn't because he was always trying to do what was right for humanity. It was never about revenge, it was about honoring and giving meaning to the sacrifices of his fallen comrades. Not Erwin, but ALL of his comrades. I don't know why this is so hard for people to wrap their pea brains around. If all Levi cared about was killing Zeke, he wouldn't have acted as the de facto leader when Armin became indisposed and rallied everyone to keep fighting. If killing Zeke was all Levi cared about, he wouldn't have gotten Mikasa and Pieck up onto Falco's back after the fact, and whipped Mikasa into shape to deliver the final blow to Eren. WTF is so hard about understanding this for people, I wonder? Every action Levi takes is proof positive that he cared about humanity. The only explanation is that people are looking for ways to discredit Levi. Probably because they're butthurt that everyone hates Eren and loves Levi. Oh fucking well.
Anyway, I'm sorry if I sound pissed with this reply, but I'm sick to death of answering these types of questions. Like, Jesus Christ, if anyone feels that insecure about being a fan of Levi because a bunch of morons on the internet keep screaming about him not caring about humanity and being obsessed with Erwin or Zeke, then maybe they should take up a different interest. It's plain to see by reading the manga or watching the anime how much Levi cares. It's OBVIOUS. It's easy to debunk and counter these fools, because everything they claim is a falsehood to begin with.
Whatever. Again, sorry, I'm just so sick of this shit.
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Memories of Time: Chapter twenty-one
What if you woke up one morning and realized that you were back in the beginning of your story? But to your surprise, you remember how that story will play out. Did you go back in time?
“What? What are you seeing?”
Nina couldn’t get her eyes off her parents. The most horrible thought had come into her head.
“Look, look right there.” She yanked Gastón around so he could see what she was seeing.
“It’s your parents. We better get out of here.”
Nina nodded. “Do you remember when we were here eight years ago, when I talked to you without stumbling over my words?” The memory was something she had always cherished, but now she just hoped they would not be repeating it. “And I had seen my parents, just like this. And they were meeting because…”
The thought of the Open eight years ago still brought her to the brink of a panic attack. Even now, she would still rank it as one of the worst moments of her life.
“...They’re not, they’re not, they’re not…” her breaths were becoming shallow. How was this possible? Felicity did not exist—she’d had no reason to create her. It had been because of Felicity that they had resulted in doing what they did because they had thought that she had gone out of her way to seclude herself.
“Hey, take a deep breath okay?” Gastón rubbed her arms, and she leaned against him until she got control of her breathing again. “It might not be that.”
“What else can it be? It’s why we saw them last time. This makes no sense.” And there was no way to find out. Even if they could, there was nothing they could do to stop it.
“It might not be the same day. You don’t remember the date, do you?” He wiped a hair out of her face. “I’m not diminishing this; it might very well be that conversation, but we can’t be sure.”
“There is nothing we can do to be sure. I can’t just ask whether they’re going to sing at the Open, how would I know about it?”
“I don’t know, but keep your eyes open. If it seems like it’s happening, we’ll think of something. But right now, we should go.”
***
Studio OnBeat: class of 2015 Fanclub
Ambar: We were supposed to meet at lunch again, right?
Gastón: Yeah, that was settled yesterday. We need to talk about the next step
Matteo: Simon, can you make it?
Simon: I’ll try
The messages dinged on both Luna’s and Nina’s phones. Luna instinctively looked down at hers, but since they were talking with Jim and Yam in the school hallway, she couldn’t check it. She knew the messages were from their “fan club,” since they all had set the same ringtone on it. Nina had told all of them about her close call with her dad seeing the group chat, so they all had agreed to try to refrain from checking it in front of people.
“Aren’t you gonna check that?” Jim was pointing to Luna’s pocket, where her phone was.
“Check what?”
“Your phone.” Yam said, as if she had asked the question, “You got like four messages. Nina, you too.”
“Oh those,” Luna tried to act dumb. The danger would not be very big if it was anyone else, but Jim and Yam would definitely be interested in a famous, freshly-graduated group of musicians. And questions were bound to be raised if they noticed that both Luna and Nina were in a group chat not only with Matteo and Gastón, the most popular and “available” guys at Blake, but with Ambar as well. “They’re just from my mom.”
“Mine are also from my mom,” Nina quickly added.
“How can you tell, if you don’t look at the messages?” Jim and Yam really were not going to leave this alone. It was already lunch, and her and Nina had to get to the library, which meant getting rid of Jim and Yam.
“From … from the ringtone!” Luna said, giving them a partial truth., “Oh…” she slapped herself on the forehead as she pretended to have a huge realization. “I forgot. I need to get a … a book from the library.” She turned to Nina. “You know which one, can you come and help me look for it?”
Nina nodded, and they were about to turn to leave when Jim opened her mouth once again.
“We can come too.”
Great, just perfect. When had it become this hard to sneak around?
“Oh no, you don’t want to come.” Nina said right away. Luna was thankful Nina seemed to have a plan in mind. “The book is very deep in there, and you know how Luna is. We’ll probably get lost multiple times, so you shouldn’t waste your own time. We’ll find it fine on our own. See you next period—”
With those words, Nina dragged her to the next hallway, where they immediately started running towards the library. Luna couldn’t help but laugh at their whole situation.
“Where were you? We were about to come and look for you.” Matteo said. He and Gastón got off the floor instantly as she and Nina squeezed through the bookcases.
“The problem’s name was Jim and Yam, but we dealt with them.” Nina said as she sat on the floor.
“Yes, we did. We got rid of them when Nina said that I get lost in the library easily…” Luna shot Nina playfully annoyed look.
“Chica Delivery, we all know that couldn’t be closer to the truth.” Matteo was clearly trying to sound serious, but he was on the brink of cracking up. Luna could tell.
***
“Anyways, now that we’re all here, we need to talk about the next round,” Ambar began. Simon had managed once again to sneak away from his responsibilities at the Roller for his secret video with the rest of the crew.
“Well, we have trained a lot, and I feel like you all should be ready for next week,” Luna gave an overview.
“It’s not gonna be that simple,” Nina said as she took her notebook out. “I couldn’t sleep one night, so I made some notes of whatever I remembered happening in the second round. Ambar and Matteo won, so you’ll need to stay in the top ranks again.”
“Great,” Ambar remarked sarcastically, “I don’t know how we managed it last time.”
“You managed it once, you can do it again,” Simon reassured her. Ambar shot him an appreciative glance from the other side of the screen.
“Then there’s the matter of Luna and Simon.”
Simon was left confused by Nina’s statement. His memory was a bit fuzzy from that point in time, outside of having to run away from the warehouse so that he didn’t get arrested, courtesy of his wife of course. “What matter?”
Luna seemed to have a moment of realization. “I fell,” she said.
Simon’s memory started to come back as well. They had not qualified in the second round. “What do you mean? Do we need to repeat that again?”
“I don’t know,” Nina said. “This whole business is so messy. We can’t know what counts and what doesn’t. The only thing we can do is try to repeat history to the best of our ability.”
“We’ll have to fail on purpose?” Luna was incredulous. Her moral compass had to be spinning “But, if that's how we need to proceed…”
“Hold on,” Matteo interrupted. “Let’s say Luna and Simon don’t qualify because they fail on purpose—how are they supposed to get back into the competition? Let’s not forget that they are supposed to win in the end.”
“We got back into the competition because the couple before us got disqualified,” Simon remembered. He didn’t remember who the couple was.
“It was us,” Gastón piped up. “Yes, we get to cut out of this after this, but this is gonna be very complicated.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, if I remember correctly, we didn’t train much beforehand. When we barely qualified for the next round, Delfi got mad at me and pushed down that sign or something, which got us disqualified.”
“So, we’ll have to make that happen as well.” Matteo said. Simon didn’t need glasses to see the gears turn in his head. “Though, you have trained now.”
“I can always stop if I need to make her annoyed so that she’ll get mad at the competition, but I’d need a reason for it.”
The conversation was interrupted by a loud ding from Matteo’s phone. Simon saw him take it out of his pocket and stare at the phone blankly for a moment until his frown turned into a grin, and then into a frown again.
“Well, Nina said that we’d need to repeat history, so let’s do that shall we?” Matteo turned his phone screen towards Gaston. “I think I know what can help, or rather who.”
Simon had to slam his laptop shut just as he saw Gastón freeze in what could only be described as a look of pure horror. Simon had a feeling he was wearing a similar, if not toned down, version of the same look as Nico skated into sight. He had been hiding on the rink’s bleachers since the Blake lunch took place inhumanly early, so there really weren’t that many skaters populating the rink.
“What are you doing, hiding in here?” Nico asked, not seeming to have seen or heard Simon’s video call—thank goodness.
“Nothing, just avoiding Tamara.” His go-to excuse of “trying to avoid work” didn’t seem to sell it for Nico, so Simon added, “And writing a song.”
“A love song?” Of course that’s where Nico’s head was. It was impossible to not notice that the stuff with Jim had already started. Simon knew he couldn’t interfere with it in any way, no matter if he knew how it would end.
“No- why would you think that?”
“Well, Pedro and I have been wondering why you came all the way from Cancun …just to be with Luna.” He raised his eyebrows suggestively.
Oh no, he was not suggesting that. This time around, Simon had come to Buenos Aires because it was his home, oh, and there was the small fact that he was from the future.
“Luna is my friend.”
“Yeah sure, whatever you say.” He was clearly unconvinced.
***
“I’m so glad you could come.” Matteo sat on the bench and waited for Flor to sit beside him. He really hated to get his dear cousin mixed up in their time-bending shenanigans, but it was necessary to get to their goal.
“Yes! Long time no see, mon petit primito.”
“We speak Spanish here,” Matteo chuckled as she sat down beside him. The truth be told, he had totally forgotten that Flor would be coming to see him during the competition, and her text had caught him by surprise. Now she was part of their plan to get Gastón and Delfi kicked out of the competition.
“But did you forget all your french?” Yes, he definitely had. Italian was his native language, and he could never forget that, but his French had gotten very rusty from lack of use, but he wasn’t terrible. He had managed his tour dates in France without a problem.
“Well, do you expect me to rival Marie Antoinette in my French skills? Come on, I didn’t stay in France that long.” They fell into a teasing conversation very naturally, which eased Matteo’s nerves about the underlying mission of this conversation.“
After a bit of back and forth, Matteo decided it was time to start enacting the plan.
“So how is your French boyfriend?” He was still just trying to make small talk, but it was also important to know. He did remember that Flor had broken up with her boyfriend last time this had happened, but he wanted to make sure. It would be quite hard for Gastón to flirt with her if she wasn’t single.
“You mean Antoine? No, it’s over.” Good. That wasn’t a problem then. “It was for the best. He was very jealous.”
“And you?” She asked, flipping the question back on him. “Are you still with the same girl?”
Oh, right. Matteo would need to explain the “break up” with Ambar one more time. He just shook his head.
“Oh no. Flor's reaction was not fully disbelief, but it was still full of empathy. “I’m sorry, what happened?”
“There’s really nothing to really tell,” Matteo said. “It just wasn’t working. We’re still friends though… and we’re still skating together.” He felt like it was important to specify that, since Flor would surely see him and Ambar together at Roller, and his cousin was quite a shipper when she wanted to be.
“Do you have plans for today? We could go to Roller.”
“I would love to, but I can’t. My parents are waiting for me to have dinner with them and their very important friends.”
“Well, I can join you.” Matteo improvised. He wouldn’t mind having some food. He just discreetly took out his phone to let everyone else know.
Studio OnBeat: class of 2015 Fanclub
Matteo: I can’t get Flor to Roller today, but we’ll just do this tomorrow.
Gastón: Thank goodness.
Gastón: You can tell that I am not really looking forward to this
Nina: Well, we can’t blame you, but this is necessary. Unfortunately
Gastón: I just hope this is the last girlfriend of my good friend who I need to lead on or flirt with. Oliver would kill me for doing this
Nina: He definitely would, but he is not here.
***
“This is the second time you have thrown me into hot waters.” Gastón lamented to Matteo as they sat at Roller and waited—waited for Flor, so he could flirt with her and make Delfi mad.
There were three different levels of wrong in that sentence. There was no getting around it, this had to be done. But it felt so wrong—well, because it was wrong. Flor was his friend, she was Nina’s friend. He had always thought that they would have gotten along, but it surprised even him just how well they did when Flor came to Oxford for her masters. And then Flor had started dating Oliver, his former roommate and one of his closest friends from Oxford.
“It is not my fault Luna and Simon need to fail and therefore require a failsafe way to get back to the competition,” Matteo whispered back to him. “And didn’t you want out of the competition?”
“Yes I did, but not like this.” He sighed. “What is taking her so long? I’d like to get this over with.”
And almost as if Gaston had summoned her…
“Cousin, here you are.” Flor seemed to appear out of nowhere, reaching forward to hug Matteo. She looked younger, but not by that much.
Oh no, it was time.
Matteo performed the brief introduction, and Gastón was very much trying to look like he was seeing her for the first time… and that he was in any way interested in her.
“Did you come to see Jam & Roller?” He cringed at himself. He couldn’t really say that he was on top of the flirting game, since he hadn’t had a need to charm anyone except his own future wife in years—and he would be lying if he said that it was hard to charm Nina, since he knew exactly what buttons to push. “Because if you are, you’re in luck, since you’re looking at Roller’s star skater.” Wow, that was terrible. Had he really used the same line last time around? No wonder Flor had not fallen for him then, which, granted, he was extremely grateful for.
He counted all the people he was betraying in his head. Nina, his future wife, the love of his life, even when all of this was done with her full knowledge and consent. Himself, for doing all of this. Delfi for ruining her prospects at the competition that he knew she actually did care about, and also for breaking her heart—even though it wasn’t really a betrayal—and hurting her, which also meant that he was in a way betraying Pedro as well. Then he was of course betraying Flor for getting her caught up in their very elaborate ruse. And finally, he was betraying Oliver for flirting with his girlfriend. He had even been the one playing matchmaker between Oliver and Flor. Nina had helped, but it had been him who’d seen how extremely well suited they were for each other. He and Nina were hoping for a very good outcome out of that relationship.
“Star Skater, can I talk to you for a second?” Matteo was clearly enjoying Gastón’s agony as he pulled him to the side. “You are doing a very good job, but I forgot how terrible your flirting really was.”
“Well I am glad you liked it,” he whispered back. “I hated it. Can we just take her to the rink and get this over with?”
*
“I love traveling, but not all the time. I would hate to be moving around.” Gastón continued his chit-chat with Flor about traveling while they were taking their skates off. Ambar had said that Delfi was already at Roller, so he would need to stall until Delfi could see them together when she came to look for him.
“You ever been to Scandinavia—?”
“Where were you?!” Right on cue, Delfi appeared. “I was waiting for you at the cafeteria. We agreed to rehearse today.”
He had not forgotten that, instead he had purposefully ignored it, as was the plan.
“Okay, I better leave you alone,” Flor said, and she did—alone with Delfi in the locker room.
“Who’s that girl?” Delfi had taken the bait.
“Matteo’s cousin, she’s visiting him for a couple of days. Why?” He tried to sound as nonchalant as possible.
“I was just asking because I have never seen her at Roller before.” Gastón didn’t need his past knowledge to tell that she was jealous, and her intention had been far from genuine curiosity.
“Well, I hope we see her a lot.” He tried to adopt a love-sick expression on his face.
“How long is she staying for?” It seemed to be working if the aggravation in Delfi’s voice was anything to go by.
“How would I know that? But she’s really cool. I hope she never leaves.” Gastón thought he ought to go on stage—his performance definitely would have deserved a Tony.
“Well will you keep skating with her, or can we train?”
“I can’t today.”
“Don’t you think you should have told me if you were planning to do something with some other girl.”
“I don’t need to explain anything to you. You aren’t my girlfriend,” he put more emphasis in those words, even if the goal of this whole discussion was to make Delfi jealous.
“But we are a couple in the competition and we said we’d train today.” Delfi lowered her head as she spoke, and that made Gastón feel extremely bad, but he tried to push that feeling away. This was for the greater good, for Nina, for everyone, and the life they wanted to get back to.
“Well, I forgot. Lets train tomorrow,” he said, very well aware that she would not be able to.
“It’s not the same. If you don’t want to skate with me, just say it.”
“I do wanna skate.” That was a big lie, he definitely did not want to. “I just forgot. Let’s train another day.”
“It’s not that easy. If we want to prepare something new, we need time. You said so yourself.” Delfi really seemed to be annoyed, so he was doing a good job… even when this all felt extremely cruel. It didn’t help that he knew that teenage him had been acting like this voluntarily. He kind of wanted to slap 17-year-old Gastón at that very moment.
“Do you have a record of all the things I said now?”
“I take this competition seriously.”
“So do I. We’ll rehearse tomorrow like the General orders. Now I am gonna have dinner with Matteo and his cousin.” And he walked out of the locker room, leaving Delfi there alone. He just hoped this all would be worth it
Studio OnBeat: class of 2015 Fanclub
Ambar: I think it’s working. Delfi has been complaining about Flor and Gastón for almost two hours now
Gastón: Good to know it was worth it
***
“...So let’s give a warm welcome to the Extreme Singers!”
Nina froze the second the words came out of Tamara’s mouth. What—? Why—? She didn’t know why she had convinced herself that it wasn’t happening, after all, she had seen them at the park. She must have just willed herself not to see the other signs. Why were they doing this?
“We are going to say this for Nina, our daughter…” She couldn’t hear anything that they were saying anymore, she was so horrified. The only thing she could register was that they had, in fact, started singing. She had to get out of there, 16 or older, this was too much for her.
She took off from the table, silently gesturing to Luna that she should not follow her, and walked out. She exited Roller into the chilly early evening air, leaned against that wall of the building, and let the tears stream down her face. She never would have thought that she would need to relive one of the most traumatic moments of her teenage years, no matter how thoroughly she might have forgiven her parents.
She opened her eyes as she felt someone stroke her hair out of her face
“Did someone see you follow me?” she got out as Gastón closed her into his arms.
“I had Matteo call me, so I am officially talking to my mother right now. You shouldn’t be out here in the cold alone.”
“I knew this was coming, but it still hurts.” She couldn’t keep it in, and her voice was coming out in sobs. “Who does that to their daughter? Oh yes, my parents.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
“It’s not your fault. I guess we can’t just change the inevitable.”
“We knew this was going to be hard. Come on, let’s get out of here ”
*
“I wouldn’t want to be Ana or Ricardo right now.” Gastón gave her a cheeky smile as he walked her to her mother’s door. They had been walking for an hour and she had finally been able to clear her head.
“I can’t let them get away with this,” she huffed. “They need to know that that was not okay. I won’t endure this for…we don’t know how long, could be forever.” She lowered her head slightly. There was no point in pretending that their plan was not a stretch and it was almost just as likely that they were stuck.
“Don’t think that way. We’ll do everything that’s within our power to get back.”
“I know…I guess now I have to go a yell at my mother,” she raised her eyes to meet his, “I wish you could come with me.”
“I do too, but you know that I can’t.”
She did know that. All of them were hiding their personal relationships from the outside world for a reason. She knew that her mother had never been opposed to her having a boyfriend, but one who came out of nowhere, and who wasn’t actually her boyfriend at all, but something much beyond that, wouldn't really cut it. Not to mention that it would be impossible to pass their relationship off as something completely new, so sooner or later it would probably come out in some way that they had been seeing each other secretly, and that would need even more explaining. Plus, her mother was still in the phase where she didn’t trust Nina to take care of herself, and Gastón being an upperclassman didn’t help with that, even if both of them technically were still “minors”.
“Call me after it is over,” Gastón finished, and instead of leaving, he pulled her into a long kiss.
Nina really wished that the house could have been empty so that they could have finished this properly inside, but after a long moment they forced themselves to separate. She watched him walk away before opening the door to her mother’s house.
“Nina. Where were you?” Ana appeared like a lightning bolt from the hallway as she closed the door.
“Taking a walk. Can you blame me?”
“Well, were you at the Open?” Her mother was acting very excited, which wasn’t like her at all. How had they actually thought she’d enjoy what they had done? “Did you like it?”
“You really want me to answer that?” She let her distaste show on her face as Ana’s expression changed into confusion, “Why on earth would you do something like that? That was the worst moment of my life!” Not true, exactly. The worst moment of her life was watching her current fiance walk away from her at the age of 18, but that was beside the point.
“You didn’t like it?”
“What went on in your head to think that I would have?”
“Your father told me that you were a fan of some musician, but didn’t want anyone to know.” So that’s why they had still done it. Everything clicked for Nia now, but that didn’t make her any less angry. Felicity didn’t exist, but her dad had still caught her with something that would result in a similar outcome. “We thought that this would show you that it‘s okay to show your interests to the whole world.”
“Well, it didn’t work.” She crossed her arms over her chest.
“What’s that?” Ana’s eyes suddenly focused on Nina’s hands.
“What?”
“That ring.” She pointed to her left ring finger. “I’ve never seen it before.”
Oh no, Nina realized as she looked at her hands. She had forgotten to take the ring off.
“Oh, that's just my new ring… do you like it?” she tried to improvise.
“It is beautiful, but you shouldn’t wear it on that finger.”
“What do you mean? Is there a wrong finger?” Maybe playing dumb would help her getting her out of this.
“Nina, I know you know that a ring on that finger means that you’d be engaged… you are sixteen, so you shouldn’t be wearing a ring in that finger. It is inappropriate...”
Her mother didn’t know, of course, that she had every right to wear a ring on that finger. She was engaged, and even if the ring wasn’t the original engagement ring, it still symbolized the same thing. They were also talking about the ring that symbolized her promise to elope with Gastón on her “18th” birthday if they were still in this situation by then.
“You should know these things,” her mother was saying.
“Well what does it matter what finger I wear my rings in?” She was starting to get a little bit frustrated by her mother’s long speech. “I am still mad at you.”
“Nina, your father and I have just been worried about you. You have been acting a little bit rebelliously and—”
“There is nothing wrong Mom. I’m just not a kid. I can handle myself, and maybe you could realize that one day.” Nina stormed away, deciding the best course of action would be escaping to her room.
You all honestly didn't think I wouldn't make the Ana/Ricardo Corazon happen? It is too iconic of a moment not to include. Also, I of course had to bring Flor into the picture. I love her, big words from a Gastina shipper, I know. But she never was in Gastina's way deliberately, she was juts minding her own business and never even liked Gastón. She so would have became a huge Gastina shipper with Matteo if they would have handled her better in S2. So to give the whole Gastón/Flor story a conclusion -Since it never really got one in the show, of course, they became friends, especially her and Nina and I even made her date Gastón's roommate for the good measure because Flor deserves a happy ending. I still don't like Xavi though...
#Soy Luna fanfiction#time travel#The Holy Trinity of ships#Lutteo#Gastina#Simbar#Soy Luna#Memories of time SL
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Ok time to watch finale
Oh Ambar did shout words now I hear them
Oh she was dressed like that in one dream is that dream again
Wait why did I only mentioned clothes she is doing what she did then
Yep dream again
Oh that's first time Monica and Miguel are in dream
...Am I supposed to take it like Lily and Bernie like...were allowed to pass as ghosts cause they finished buisness?
...Uhm so Bernie knew Sharon was in love with him? But from Sharon's flashback about fire Lily didn't know that...It's kind of...weird Bernie allowed Sharon to stay at their house and didn't tell Lily about situation?
...Uhm so where will Sharon go after leaving hospital? Also how exactly she lost eyesight did her eyes burn? Is it something about gas? Okay so I googled it and yes. ...I'm really terrified by google's proposition to end my 'can gase from fire cause you to lose' question. Like it proposed 'weight'as last word. Please no.
...Oh so there were more words than I heard
...What do you mean you are were here legal guardian?
That still doesn't make sense when it comes to fortune cause he is Lily's father and that is Bernie's fortune?
I thought he meant groceries at first but I think not
Oh Monica and Miguel stopped hating parties
...Well it is kind of funny punishment
Where did she lost it now and when. ...Or did she just leave it at home
...There wasn't 'like a sister' after 'Iove you' in original right? *switching to original to check* It's hermana in Spanish right? I don't hear hermana. Polish dubbing decided to add 'no homo'
Again asking why Yam took guitar
Wait what. Why Jim's mother didn't agree to that school. And why there wasn't any talk about it before
Simon and Ramiro besties moment
Cute Pelfi
Is that few days later
Well I don't think she is gentelman
Who are these people Luna just greeted.
Is not that visible on Yam's clothes it's wet. It's more visible on Jim's. Though still not that much
...Okay so I kind of noticed Benicio earlier walking next to Ramiro but wasn't exactly sure but now I see him definitely what he is doing there. And Emilia is there also next to him so also what she is doing there. And why are they right behind Luna. ...Okay to be fair they did stood here before she stood there I guess
Is Yam holding Ramiro by arm? I guess they are back together. I love it
Oh I noticed Juliana now. At least I think it is Juliana?
Yep it's Juliana
That looked like Simon got away from her lmao
Cute Yamiro
Eh translation takes away joke...Though I guess it isn't really joke? Whatever it it's taken away by translation. ...I guess it was also taken away to episodes ago when Matteo took one of Luna's strawberries
So Polish translation decided to pretend it's heart. ...Also I changed to Spanish with English sub for moment to check something I completely didn't notice there is moon on that necklace
Ugh did they really need to romantizice that stupid kiss on contest one last time. Ugh I might have easier time accepting lutteo if they didn't.
Ok so when Matteo is twirling Luna, Jim is standing not touching anyone clapping, Pedro is raising his arm to show fireworks when holding hand with Delfi who is looking at fireworks from other side I guess, Ramiro is whispering something to Yam and holding her by waist I think when also showing with his other arm fireworks to which Yam is looking, Jazmin and Nina are standing there looking at fireworks, Ambar and Simon are holding and looking at fireworks with Simon raising arm to them, Eric is standing looking at fireworks, Benicio is...I guess observing fireworks dunno what exaclty he is doing with one his arms, he is holding Emilia with another, Emilia is having one of her hands on his shoulder and I paused when she started moving other so.
Oh she is showing fireworks. And Pedro started clapping.
And Jazmin and Nina started pointing at fireworks too (Yes I'm pausing constantly)
...And Eric threw his arm around Benicio. Hmm. I'm okay with concept of them as besties. ...Well I did have that concept earlier cause all other people are taken. ...I kinda did have thoughts 'logically since Ramiro was in Red Sharks...' but nope I love him and Simon too much to imagine them as besties with characters I like lot less
Also Nina started to cross her hands on her heart
Oh Jazmin too
And Jazmin started pointing out fireworks again
...Also why all other couples are next to each other and Nina and Eric are seperated by Simon and Ambar
Oh also guess Benicio and Emilia are together
Emilia seems really amazed by fireworks
Oh Jazmin and Yam hugged
Is what happens druing credits still part of episode?
Oh stinger
...I mean Jazmin's got a point about that
Uhm that one doesn't have anything to with Luna so dunno if it should be in video about her birthday?
That one doesn't too
Neither that
Ok I'm stopping pointing that out
...Just realized Valiente is playing so only time it does play in season 3 is in backgroun in stinger. Hmm.
Which version of Valiente is that anyway
Hmm I'm going to guess Luna is youngest and they are like 'Gonna do video about us all when youngest becomes 18'
Oh no not that please tell they are not gonna show kiss
They didn't that's a relief
What a weird shirt Ramiro
Oh I hear Ramiro rapping in background so that's second season group sing of Valiente ...Although I didn't realize that was background at first and though it was his rapping of Vuelo in flashback
Hmm with how I went with nostalgia when organizing my 18th birthday it would have seems I watched it and took inspiration. ...Although tbf I did it kinda more. It was terrbile not good idea
So I finished. Feels weird.
#soy luna#thankfully it did not took me three year as i was worried after season 1 took me one year#i think i watched season 2 fastest#anway whole took me like...year and 10 months?#gotta check my posts about it#ok season 3 8 moths and 15 days#season 2 3 mothns and 9 days#season 1 year and two days#yep season 2 did took me shortest time
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5 healthy eating habits
1. A multi-vegetarian diet.
What's the meaning? That is, when eating, vegetarian food should account for 3/4, accounting for 70 to 80 percent. This is better, I don't agree with a vegan diet, because a vegan diet is not balanced after all. It is possible that there are many nutrients, such as some B vitamins, and some other things that are not enough, such as essential nutrients such as protein. But a multi-vegetarian diet contains mostly vegetarian, plant-based foods. The vegetarian diet here does not refer to all vegetable leaves, but also vegetables like sweet potatoes, yams, whole grains, nuts, fruits, and soy products.
2. Eat less red and processed meat.
Red meat Many people do not know what red meat is. Red meat is red meat, such as pork, beef, lamb, you can see that it is red, this is called red meat. Chicken and fish are white meat, and the meat is white. When you can choose, try to eat more white meat and less red meat.
The other is processed meat, like ham. Like luncheon meat, he is basically processed meat, sausages, etc., eat less, not to say you can't eat it at all. Try to keep it under control as it has a high fat content in it. But there is a class of people who really can't eat too little red meat. There are some friends who are iron-deficient. Those who are iron-deficient should eat more animal liver and red meat.
3. Eat less sweets.
Why cut back on sweets? Because eating too much sugar, one is easy to age, and the aging is fast; the other is easy to gain weight, and it is not good for health. Eating too much sugar is also related to many different diseases. In the past, everyone thought that eating salt was not good, and everyone knew that eating too much oil was not good. Eating too much sugar is also very bad for the body.
4. Eat less carbohydrates
Carbohydrates, many friends who lose weight know to eat less. What is actually more important than eating less? It is to eat healthy carbohydrate foods, because carbohydrates are one of our three major nutrients. If you don’t eat these, the source of nutrients will become a problem, and your physical fitness, physical strength and energy will be affected in all aspects.
Eat healthy carbohydrate foods, such as some olive oil in nuts, which are relatively better and healthier oils. Don't eat the refined rice noodles in carbohydrates. The rice and noodles we eat should be reduced as much as possible. Then what to replace it with? Use some coarse whole grains, whole grains, sweet potatoes, yams. These things contain high dietary fiber, so it is a high-quality carbohydrate to replace some of the refined carbohydrates that you usually eat. This is a good eating habit.
1. Cook your own meals whenever possible.
You know that many fast food foods are unhealthy, but you don't cook your own meals, you order takeout. Can you control your health? So you want to take control of your own eating health. Or more to cook for yourself. When you can, cook your own meals whenever possible.
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5 healthy eating habits
1. A multi-vegetarian diet.
What's the meaning? That is, when eating, vegetarian food should account for 3/4, accounting for 70 to 80 percent. This is better, I don't agree with a vegan diet, because a vegan diet is not balanced after all. It is possible that there are many nutrients, such as some B vitamins, and some other things that are not enough, such as essential nutrients such as protein. But a multi-vegetarian diet contains mostly vegetarian, plant-based foods. The vegetarian diet here does not refer to all vegetable leaves, but also vegetables like sweet potatoes, yams, whole grains, nuts, fruits, and soy products.
2. Eat less red and processed meat.
Red meat Many people do not know what red meat is. Red meat is red meat, such as pork, beef, lamb, you can see that it is red, this is called red meat. Chicken and fish are white meat, and the meat is white. When you can choose, try to eat more white meat and less red meat.
The other is processed meat, like ham. Like luncheon meat, he is basically processed meat, sausages, etc., eat less, not to say you can't eat it at all. Try to keep it under control as it has a high fat content in it. But there is a class of people who really can't eat too little red meat. There are some friends who are iron-deficient. Those who are iron-deficient should eat more animal liver and red meat.
3. Eat less sweets.
Why cut back on sweets? Because eating too much sugar, one is easy to age, and the aging is fast; the other is easy to gain weight, and it is not good for health. Eating too much sugar is also related to many different diseases. In the past, everyone thought that eating salt was not good, and everyone knew that eating too much oil was not good. Eating too much sugar is also very bad for the body.
4. Eat less carbohydrates
Carbohydrates, many friends who lose weight know to eat less. What is actually more important than eating less? It is to eat healthy carbohydrate foods, because carbohydrates are one of our three major nutrients. If you don’t eat these, the source of nutrients will become a problem, and your physical fitness, physical strength and energy will be affected in all aspects.
Eat healthy carbohydrate foods, such as some olive oil in nuts, which are relatively better and healthier oils. Don't eat the refined rice noodles in carbohydrates. The rice and noodles we eat should be reduced as much as possible. Then what to replace it with? Use some coarse whole grains, whole grains, sweet potatoes, yams. These things contain high dietary fiber, so it is a high-quality carbohydrate to replace some of the refined carbohydrates that you usually eat. This is a good eating habit.
5. Cook your own meals whenever possible.
You know that many fast food foods are unhealthy, but you don't cook your own meals, you order takeout. Can you control your health? So you want to take control of your own eating health. Or more to cook for yourself. When you can, cook your own meals whenever possible.
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#5
Its so painful that the first time Hanji talked to Eren was while he was in prison and being seen as a monster by the jailers...
...and she was so friendly to him, and apologizing for the lateness in getting him out of there (because everyone was afraid of his powers and ready to kill him as shown in the trial later).
And Eren, in his madness and despair, was so brute and rude to them in last time they saw each other - and with bars between them again...
And they both never met again.
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Levihan in another life haha💚💜
(I love Wotakoi! Kabakura and Hanako gives me so much LeviHan vibes lmao)
106 notes • Posted 2021-03-31 19:24:38 GMT
#3
Imagine you have proposed your best friend to live with you - just the two of you spending the rest of your lives together - while you thought he was unconscious...
...and suddenly he "wakes up", and shows that he had heard your ask that.
How bold would you need to be to not feel flustered, blush and caught off guard?
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Some insights about Hanji Zoë's marvelous brain and her mysterious backstory! (Parte 1/2)
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Wow, now we know why Levi was grumpier than usual on this cover LMAOOOO
Before the "pic"...
A minute later...
(And he is also cold because Hanji took the jacket back lmaoooooo)
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#tumblr2021#i had to edit the image numbers and posts' length because some metas are just too BIG lol#still#this is why my tumblr is called#heart dedicated to HZ and LA ahaha#love them!#i'll go down with this ship#and I love post n.01 haha#YAMS KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING HERE PEOPLE#if this wasn't to show Levi jealous of Hanji idk what this is LOL#and the jacket too lol#oh i love them#just silly talks
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Better Everyday- (Andrew Garfield) Peter Parker x Reader
word count:1096
warnings: flufffffffffffffff, there are no spoilers here at all!!
Summary: Reader and Peter have a sweet moment, and she tells him something he never thought he would hear from anyone which leads him to realize he wants to be with her forever.
(gif not mine!)
You smiled at Peter broadly and he smiled back, “What are you smiling at?” Peter asked you walked over to him and reached up to move a strand of wet hair that dangled in his face. You and he had gotten caught up in the storm outside, he had given you his umbrella while he tried to use his jacket to cover himself up to no avail. “I just love you that’s all,” you said and pressed a kiss on his cold nose. You smiled when he scrunched it up, “let’s get you into dry clothes Spidey, don’t want you getting sick,” you said and grabbed his hand gently pulling him into the bathroom to start a warm shower. “Ok, get warmed up and I’ll set some clothes out for you ok, do you want some tea?” you asked him gently running a hand through his hair. He leaned down and pressed a kiss on your lips, his hands were placed on your waist and yours were now both in his hair. Your parents weren’t home and so it was just you and Peter which made you much more comfortable in your current situation.
His lips were soft against yours and his nose was cold when it nudged yours. You pulled away softly and smiled, “I love you, Peter,” you said and let your hand glide down his face gently. “I love you too (y/n),” He said.
You broke away from his hold and smiled. “So, is that a yes or a no for the tea?” you asked. He chuckled and shook his head. “You don’t need to make me tea babe,” he said and smiled.
“Ok, well, if you change your mind let me know ok babe,” you said with a smile. “I’ll let you know I promise,” he said. You nodded, “Go get warm babe, I’ll see you in a few,” you kissed his cheek before walking out and closing the door. You walked into your bedroom and got his clothes from your drawer and knowing Peter you knew he didn’t want to have you make him anything even if it was something he wanted. So you went out into the kitchen to make tea for both of you.
You began to hum as you waited for Peter to come downstairs. You decided to turn your music on while you waited and couldn’t help but sway around a bit as you fixed the tea.
The song that came on just so happened to be “west coast" by Yam Haus
You were swaying around the kitchen spinning on your socks every now and again. Little did you know but Peter had been standing there for a while just watching you dancing around in your kitchen. He smiled brightly at the scene in front of him, and so while your back was turned he decided to sneak up behind you. He wrapped his arms around your waist and you let out a yelp of surprise. He laughed and let you turn around in his arms, “You know, it’s rude to sneak up on people,” you playfully scolded. He chuckled before leaning down to kiss you, your arms wound around his neck and your hands wove into his hair. He gripped your waist and lifted you up to sit on the counter. Your bare legs hit the cold countertop and you let out a small gasp, he took this as an opportunity to explore your mouth like so many times before. You sighed into the kiss and you tugged his hair the smallest bit. He gripped your hips tightly and as he turned to angle his head his nose nudged yours and it cause you to let out a giggle. he slowly pulled away and looked at you with a grin when he saw the small smile on your face. He could see that you were trying to hold in giggles, he saw the flush on your cheeks and your now kiss-swollen lips. He looked at you and chuckled. “What are you laughing about sweetheart?” he asked. He reached up to place a strand of hair behind your ear. “Your nose is still cold, c’mere,” you said and grabbed his face and pulled him toward you once again to press your lips to his nose gently and repeated the action a few times. He smiled lovingly at you. He leaned in once again and nuzzled his nose against yours. “Better?” he asked and you sighed in content with a big smile. “Much better,” you said softly. Out of nowhere Peter quickly leaned down to nuzzle his nose against your neck and place soft kisses against your skin. You giggled, “peter!” you exclaimed through laughter. His kisses had begun to slow down and were gentle he brushed your hair away from your neck and you tilted your head back a bit to give him more access. He moved up the column of your throat and up to your chin. He slowly tilted your head forward once again to kiss your lips, his kiss was soft but his grip on you was firm, it was secure and you felt wholeheartedly safe. When he pulled away your eyes fluttered open and his were still shut, you smiled at the peaceful look on his face. It was such a rare sight to see such peace on his features. “You’re beautiful Peter,” you whispered softly. His eyes opened at your words and looked down shyly. You grabbed his face gently and made him look at you, “You are, inside and out, and being around you makes me a better person more and more every day. You’re not just Spider-man, you’re not just a hero to everyone. You’re Peter Parker, my beautiful, beautiful Peter.” you said and felt tears on the hands that were now holding his face. Peter immediately wrapped his arms around you and buried his face in your neck once again. He had never thought that way of himself, and hearing you say that to him made him realize how much you loved him. “I-I” he tried to speak but you shushed him. “It’s ok Pete, you don’t have to say anything I understand you. I love you too. I love you too,” you spoke and kissed his head.
At that moment Peter knew that you were the one he wanted for the rest of his life, and he would do anything to give you the life you deserved. Little did he know, that the perfect life you wanted was one with him to love and be loved by.
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⊹₊ ⋆ ❝ Camilo comforting black! vitiligo! reader ❞
✎ ⁞ Camilo Madrigal x Female! Back! Vitiligo! Reader
✎ ⁞ requested by @sleemao
✎ ⁞ date: 29.12.2021
❝ What's wrong, Mi Vida? ❞ You heard your boyfriend ask, but you didn't turned around to face him. You just kept looking at your skin, on the patches of white to be exact.
You were born with vitiligo, meaning that your skin was in two different colors. On your smooth, black skin, a patches of white in all shapes and sizes were scattered.
You weren't from Encanto but another village far away from here. There, your remember how you were picked on by locals, because of your skin condition.
You tried to explain it to people, that you had no control over it and that you were born with it. But they didn't listen not did they care. All they saw was how different you were from them and how easy it is to pick up on you.
Today, those memories had hit you harder, because you weren't feeling the best. Your emotions were all over the place and you had a hard time to do anything.
That's why you had found yourself sitting near the river, listening to the calm sound of the water.
❝ I be fine...❞ you muttered, bringing your knees closer to your chest. You heard Camilo sitting besides you, but you still choose to looked at the calm river in front of you.
❝ You aren't fine, Mi Vida... ❞ Camilo whispered, and started to rub your back in a comforting motion. ❝ Please, tell me what's wrong... ❞
You felt tears welling in your eyes, as you sniffed quietly.
❝ I be havin' bad day...I remembeh when i was bein' picked on in de pats. Dose awful people didn't try to undertsand... ❞ You whispered, sniffing every once in a while. ❝ Dey was mean 'cause i looked different and psoke differently... ❞
❝ Oh, Mi Vida... ❞ Without another moment, Camilo hugged you tightly, feeling his own eyes becoming glossy. He couldn't understand how can someone be mean to a person who looks and speaks different. It's sounds so bizarre!
Camilo couldn't imagine how you felt. You were so sweet and beautiful! He still remembers how you came to Encanto for the first time and many stared at you in wonder, finding you to be a true beauty. Children complimented you, saying that God decided to make you even more beautiful and painted those light patches on your skin himself. In theirs little eyes you were a true piece of art.
Camilo wasn't any better. He found you to be the most ethereal thing in Encanto. You were so positive, always wearing that beaming smile on you face. And when you spoke with this adorable accent of yours for the first time, he knew he was a goner.
And now here you are, crying. It broke his heart to see you in such a state. Camilo wanted you to truly happy so he could see that beautiful smile on your face.
Hugging you tighter, Camilo kept caressing your head, and letting you let your sadness out. He kept whispering sweet thing's in your ear, assuring you that you're just perfect the way you are. That you're the most beautiful girl on this planet and your accent is just as adorable as you. That you're the best thing that had happened to him and he would love forever.
❝ I'm here, Mi Vida. I always be here... ❞
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Milk Cookie x reader (part 6)
Content: Fluff, encouragement, adventure, gender neutral reader, SFW.
Plot: You've been turned into a cookie by a witch. Milk Cookie doesn't know that you're human, but he's still trying to help you get back home! In this episode, it’s time to wake the heck up and eat breakfast.
Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/304676013-milk-cookie-x-reader-by-my-side That’s right! I put this shit on Wattpad for convenience. I’m new to Wattpad please be nice.
<Part 5 Part 7>
"HEY! WAKE UP!" Purple Yam Cookie said.
I let out a startled whine as I sat up, only to be ‘greeted’ by Purple Yam Cookie, who was staring down at me with a strange, confused look.
To my surprise, Milk Cookie sat up right next to me with a yawn, still pretty pressed against me. He still felt so warm and surprisingly comfy, for someone made out of crunchy dough...
Remembering how we ended up cuddling last night, I blushed in embarrassment, now understanding why Purple Yam Cookie was giving us that judging stare.
"What are you two DOING??" Purple Yam Cookie asked.
"Oh," Milk Cookie smiled. "Y/N had trouble sleeping last night."
Purple Yam Cookie frowned in disappointment. "Psh... And so they needed a HUG? Are they a BABY?"
Milk Cookie frowned back. "Oh stop that, Purple Yam Cookie... This land is still very new to Y/N! Besides, there's never any shame in needing comfort... Everyone needs it sometimes."
"Not ME!"
"Oh... Perhaps not!..." Milk Cookie smiled politely, choosing not to argue. He then stood up to stretch, leaving me to feel cold.
I sighed. I wished the morning could have lasted longer... but I knew it was important to keep moving.
"Did you sleep well, Y/N?" Milk Cookie asked.
"Oh, yeah! I did, Milk Cookie... Thank you!..." I blushed, hesitating. "Now I know why your siblings joined you when they had nightmares... You're uh... You're quite a natural at making people feel safe!..."
He looked a little surprised, his face turning pink. “Oh. Is that so??" He smiled brightly and chuckled. "Thank you!! I'm glad I could help you get proper sleep!.."
Seeing him all flattered made smile...
I stood up and headed into the woods.
“Hey! Where are you going??...” He asked.
“Getting breakfast...!” It was my turn to do something for them. I started filling my arms with jellies I could recognize. Luckily for me, this forest seemed pretty generous...
Eventually, I started to venture deeper into the woods to find more... I didn’t even notice my friends were getting out of sight. And then, just as my arms couldn’t hold anymore;
“Bark! Bark!”
“ACK!!” I jumped and spun around, struggling to keep the jellies in my arms. Before me was a little critter; a piece of strawberry cake with four tiny legs, a pair of eyes on only one side, and a big tongue sticking out. “...Daww...?”
Before I could do anything else, Milk Cookie jumped over the bushes to land between me and the little animal. “Y/N!! I’m here!” He frowned at the little piece of cake. “Shoo! Go away!” He puffed his chest in an attempt to look big, which, honestly, really worked...
The piece of cake kept barking, but didn’t seem brave enough to get closer... It was adorable, actually.
“Awww, I think this dog is all bark and no bite, Milk Cookie!”
As I thought, the piece of cake ran away once it realized barking wasn’t gonna make Milk Cookie move.
Milk Cookie exhaled, deflating his chest. “Ah... forgive me, I heard a startled scream, and I thought you were in need of assistance!”
I smiled softly, feeling myself blushing. There he goes again... Living up to his oath! “Heh, thanks...”
“Only doing my job!...” He blushed a little himself, but he quickly changed the subject. “Wh-what is a dog, anyway...?”
“Oh? Uh-... It’s just... what we call these little critters where I come from! Totally.”
“Huh... What a strange name for cake hounds!...” He blinked.
“Uh-huh, anyway, look! Look what I got!...” I eagerly showed him all the jellies in my arms.
“Hah!” He beamed, blessing me with the sunshine that always came with that face. “I noticed! It’s really kind of you to help us with breakfast... And you found quite a bunch, too!”
“Thanks, I... I want to be more helpful... I owe you two a lot already!...”
He seemed surprised, then smiled a bit. “...You do not owe us. Help doesn’t cost anything!” Yup, he definitely is from another world.
“Yeah, but... what if I become a burden..?”
He frowned now, still smiling a little, but a little confused. “Huh?”
“I’m not exactly the fittest, and-...”
“Y/N... What a silly thing to say. You’ve been doing great! It’s been a few days now, and you’re still kicking! I’d... I’d even say you’re doing better!...” He smiled happily.
“...Really?” I guess, my mood had been getting better, but that was all because of him being sweet enough to distract me from my situation... wasn’t it?
“Yes!! I’m even impressed! You seem happier, but you seem to move quicker, too!” He said.
That... might have been because I was in a constant sugar rush since our diet was primarily candy, but I really wanted to believe him anyway.
Watching me ponder, he added: “Don’t worry, you have no reason to feel like a burden. And if you ever do run out of strength, I can easily carry you for a day or two!”
I blushed at the idea, and chuckled nervously. “Well I-... I’ll do my best to make sure that won’t be necessary!...”
He beamed again. “I have no doubt! Now, let’s go back to our friend for breakfast now!” He started heading back to our camp, keeping a good eye behind him to make sure I didn’t have any trouble following with my arms full.
I gave him a smile and followed closely, starting to believe that maybe the journey wasn’t going to be as difficult as Purple Yam Cookie made it out to be a few days ago...
~~~
After a breakfast that would have traumatized any dentist, we were back on the road. A bad one... We found ourselves climbing a wide rocky hill (arguably a mountain, for the unexperienced), and although hiking uphill seemed to be nothing for Milk and Purple Yam Cookie, I had to take a couple of breaks to catch my breath...
Of course, it was getting on Purple Yam Cookie’s nerves, but luckily for me, Milk Cookie was not the same. He waited by my side until I felt able to climb some more, and even eagerly offered me a sip of his ice-cold mace. Life-saving stuff... I didn’t doubt the divine usefulness of that healing milk mace, anymore.
Finally, we arrived on top to admire the other side...
Ahead of us, an infernal red and smoking land. Complete with a few massive skeletons and a currently active volcano pouring a few rivers of lava... I could even swear I could see some thing flying around the mountain peaks in the distance... something that definitely wasn’t a bird. This place screamed desolation. Your typical Mordor-like land.
“Ah! Thank goodness this is the right way! It would have been unfortunate if all this climbing had been for nothing!” Milk Cookie said.
“Uh... What?? That’s where we’re supposed to go??” I asked, horrified.
“Yup! We are finally entering Dragon Valley!! Where Dark Choco Cookie was last seen...”
Milk Cookie seemed oblivious to how anxious I felt about this, busy pondering about his quest, but Purple Yam Cookie was glancing at me.
“...Told you you wouldn’t survive where we’re heading...” Purple Yam Cookie said.
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hey no worries!! the other 3 for the fight hcs were iwa, omi, and tsumu!
✗ THEIR S/O GET’S SCARED DURING A FIGHT
ok i really hope this is what you expected because i’m afraid that i might have missed a detail in your request since i deleted it :// (if it’s not, feel free to tell me and request it again !) <33
-> bokuto, iwa, kuroo, yams, atsumu, sakusa
⊹ BOKUTO
• it was just a little argument that you two had on the phone. but bokuto had never raised his voice at you until now, and it was enough to make your stomach twist nervously
• when he entered your apartment about fifteen minutes later, bokuto thought you might have gone to bed already, so he tried to be as quiet as possible
• but no, you were still up, obsessing over the fight. and since you didn’t hear the front door open, you flinched when he entered the kitchen, instinctively stepping back until your back hit the counter
• bokuto’s frown of fatigue immediately vanished at the sight of you huddled in a corner, visibly scared
• « baby what’s wrong ? » he asked, not thinking for one second that you could be scared of him. but it only took one glance to your eyes for him to understand. and he was horrified
• « hey, it’s me ! look, it’s just me ! » he repeated, pointing at his face like it was so obvious that he would never ever hurt you
• your shoulders started to relax, but as much as he wanted to run to you for a hug, he only opened his arms and waited for you to come instead
• which you did, after a few seconds of pondering
• « i’m sorry i yelled. i’m so sorry, can you forgive me ? » he pleaded, bottom lip quivering as he remembered the fear in your eyes
• you were used to bokuto’s hugs, but this one was the tightest he had ever given you. and by far
• he refused to take his hands off of you for the rest of the evening, either stroking your back, your arms or just holding you close against him
• and he apologized about five more times before you two went to bed
⊹ IWAIZUMI
• iwa had wanted to punch many people in his life. but you had never ever been one of them
• however, he tended to be pretty expressive during your arguments. up to the point that you got genuinely scared when he slammed his hand on the table
• « oh come on i’m not gonna hit y- » he started, not realizing the extent of your fear until he saw your shaky hands. « hey… hey, come here. you know i would never hit you, right ? i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have done that »
• he felt like shit, obviously but the anger he felt towards himself would have to wait, because right now you needed his undivided attention
• he reached out his hand for you to grasp before gently pulling you in his embrace. his arms were barely touching yours, like he was afraid of being too abrupt
• « look, it’s forgotten. whatever it was i was mad about, it’s behind us. i promise » he told you, placing the softest kiss on top of your head.
• he wanted nothing more than to bring you to your bedroom and give you the best cuddle session of your life. but then again, he was scared that you might not be ready for that much physical contact
• so he decided that he would first give you a glass of water first, before asking you if you were comfortable cuddling with him
• and you were, although the glass of water had been much needed
• iwa had never been one to pepper you with kisses at the first opportunity, but today was an exception. and a big one
⊹ KUROO
• all it took was for kuroo to put his hand behind his neck in annoyance for you to take a step backwards
• « please don’t » he heard you mutter, eyes closed like you were expecting the worst
• his heart dropped to his stomach in less than a second. he had never thought he would ever see you react like that to something he did
• whatever he was previously mad at you for was long forgotten - the only thing that mattered was your shaking figure in front of his distraught eyes
• his hands cupped your cheeks with the greatest care as he looked for anything in your body language that could show you were uncomfortable
• but it seemed like your fear had passed, some of it at least. so he took a few steps towards you, little by little not to scare you, and leaned slightly so that your faces were at the same height
• he loved that you were smaller than him, but right now the last thing he wanted was too look down on you
• « no matter the circumstances, no matter how tired or upset i am, i would never even think about hurting you. do you understand ? »
• you nodded quietly, trying your best to hold his gaze. his hands were warm on your face, and it reminded you of all the times they had already touched you - always with infinite tenderness and never ever in a hurtful way
• « come here » he smiled, encouraging you to come closer
• as soon as he felt your head rest on his chest, he wrapped the both of you in his jacket, keeping you as close to him as humanly possible
• « we’re staying like this until one of us has to pee »
⊹ YAMAGUCHI
• never in a million years would you ever think yamaguchi could hit you. but it didn’t mean that it was impossible for you to get scared during your arguments
• they were so rare that it felt like he was seconds away from breaking up with you. and just the thought of that made you panic rather quickly
• yamaguchi was so caught up in his ranting that he was more talking to himself than you, really. but that’s also why he didn’t notice your obvious fear immediately
• you were nervously playing with your hands, giving him an absolutely terrorized look that got him to stop talking as soon as his eyes met yours.
• but the sudden silence only made your fear grow stronger. this is it, you thought as your eyes began to fill with tears
• « please… » you implored with a shaky voice. his jaw slackened in shock. were you… scared of him ? your teary eyes sent a shiver down his spine - he had to make this right
• his cold hands wrapped around yours, holding them carefully as if they were the most precious of treasures
• « i’m sorry » he told you even though he was not really sure of what had scared you so much « are you… are you ok ? »
• the more seconds passed, the more scared he was. and as ironically as it sounded, he started to fear that you might want to break up with him
• hearts tight with apprehension, you two spoke at the exact same time : « please don’t leave me »
• just as you were about to pull the other in for a hug, you stopped in your tracks, taken aback by what had just happened.
• yamaguchi let out a shy chuckle, and you were quick to do the same, both relieved that you two were still madly in love no matter what
⊹ ATSUMU
• atsumu was dramatic, you knew that. and it was one of the reasons why you loved him so much
• however, him being his dramatic self during a fight was definitely not something you were comfortable with
• he was very demonstrative, especially with his arms. and each of his movements made you fear the worst
• but the second he heard you whimper in fear, you can be sure that he immediately stopped moving, keeping his arms up for a few seconds while he stared at you with wide eyes
• « don’t hit me please » you pleaded, eyes shut closed like you were expecting his fist to land on your face any second
• atsumu absolutely refused to believe he had heard you right. but he had to face the facts : you were shaking like a leaf and your eyes were filled with apprehension
• he was always more than happy to initiate physical contact with you, but right now it felt like he was pulled towards you by an unknown force
• he didn’t even think about what he was doing, just wrapped his arms around your shoulders and rested his chin on your head like he was trying to hold as much of you as he could
• « what kind of sick bastard would hurt someone as cute as ya… » he muttered, not even expecting an answer « hey uh… can ya hug me back whenever ya feel like it ? just to let me know yer alright »
• you took a deep breath to calm your nerves, letting his cologne invade your sense of smell before slowly wrapping your arms around him
• atsumu let out a loud sigh, his chest rising and falling against your cheek. then, his hands made their way to your thighs before scooping you up and heading to the living room
• « here, i gotta make amends » he smiled before sitting you on the couch and slumping over you with the stupidest smile on his lips
⊹ SAKUSA
• you had never heard sakusa yell. and as much as you were glad to have a calm boyfriend, it also meant that he could get scary pretty fast during your arguments
• because quiet anger was often much worse than explosive anger
• you had noticed that his fists were clenched, but he was still not raising his voice and it seemed like he had no intention of doing so
• « this is seriously starting to piss me off… » he mumbled, pinching the bridge of his nose with two fingers, which only accentuated your feeling that his anger was just bottled up, and that it would eventually blow up
• so as soon as he raised a hand to run it through his hair, you let out a frightened gasp and stumbled backwards in panic
• sat on the floor, you didn’t dare to take your eyes off of him. and this was a sight that sakusa knew he would never forget. you looked terrorized, like a deer caught in the headlights
• the first thing he did was to kneel down to rest a reassuring hand on your shoulder.
• « are you ok ? » he asked, both referring to your fall and to whatever was going on in your mind « did i… did i scare you ? »
• the piteous sniffle that you let out broke his heart. and it was enough for him to pull you against his chest, letting you sit between his legs as he rested his chin on your shoulder
• he had never felt so guilty, and he was ready to spend hours holding you in his arms if needed
• « i love you. keep that in mind » he whispered, placing a quick kiss on your cheek « and i promise you, for as long as i live, nobody will ever lay a hand on you »
• he spent the rest of the day being the most attentive and cuddly he had ever been, even after you assured him that you were ok.
• and he even gave you two of his sweaters, just to make sure he was completely forgiven
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