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forever-rogue · 6 months

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Hi lovely, idk if you're still taking requests from Joel but in case you are, something with the prompt “If we’re both single next Halloween, you’re allowed to put a curse on me." perhaps?

Probably a little costume party in Jackson, whatever you want. Thank you <3

AN | Okay, but this is sweet, Halloween-y goodness💕

Pairing | Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Warnings | Mild Language

Word Count | 2.1k

Masterlist | Joel, Main

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One Year Ago

You spotted him standing near the door, seemingly camped out near the punch bowl with a cup in hand and an unreadable expression. You turned to May and Daisy, excusing yourself as you made your way over to him.

At first Joel didn't even look your way, pointedly keeping his gaze away from you and everyone else. You definitely weren't having that.

"Joel Miller," your voice was honey sweet as you stopped in front of him, a soft smile on your face. He seemed to stiffen for a moment before allowing himself to look at you, "are you just going to stand here all night and scowl at everything?"

"I am not scowling," he huffed, waving a hand as if to prove his point. You rocked back and forth on your heels and looked at him expectantly, "and I haven't just been standing here."

"Hmm…" you helped yourself to a fresh cup of punch and sipped on it slowly, "kinda seems like what you've been doing, honey."

Honey. He could have died and gone to heaven from how sweet your voice sounded. And yet you had no clue as to the effect you had on him.

"I'm just…I didn't really want to be here," he allowed himself to meet your eyes and instead of finding any sort of judgment, he found nothing but curiosity, "but, ugh, I kinda felt forced to be here. So."

"So," you teased gently, "let me guess, Tommy and Ellie?"

"Naturally," he sighed lightly as you giggled softly. It really might have been his favorite sound in the world. It was ridiculous how addicted he was to everything you did, "I realize I'm a downer…I was just getting ready to leave."

"You're not a downer," you put your hand on his forearm and gave him a gentle squeeze, "parties aren't for everyone. Honestly, I don't like them most of the time either but it's my favorite holiday so I couldn't say no."

"Halloween is your favorite holiday?" He quirked a brow at that as you nodded eagerly, "tell me why I am not surprised in the slightest."

"It is very predictable, isn't it?" You gestured to your body - you had gone all out with your witch costume. You looked insanely good but somehow he doubted that you knew that - which was ludicrous by the way. He swallowed thickly as he tried to keep his mind from going directly into the gutter, "have I bewitched you?"

Joel couldn't hold back his snort of amusement as you beamed at him. He opened and closed his mouth a few times, trying to think of a good comeback. Unfortunately he found none and ended up blurring out, "pretty! You look pretty."

"Oh," your entire face flushed with warmth as you bit your lip and looked away for a moment, "what are you supposed to be? Weird guy at a party?"

"Something like that," he was dressed in regular clothes. Just because Ellie made him come didn't mean he was going to dress up.

"Well, whatever you want to call it, you still look handsome," you weren't sure what possessed you to be so bold but you just had to throw it out, "you're a catch, Miller. Even if no one else sees it. Don't even know how you're still single."

"Alright, alright," his cheeks tinged a pretty shade of pink as you nudged him with your elbow, "you can calm down and don't need to flatter me."

"It's not flattery if it's true-"

"Well then, what's your excuse for still being single?"

"I dunno," you tapped your lip thoughtfully, confidence and excitement flooding your veins, "maybe the right one just hasn't shown up yet. Or they're...afraid. who knows."

"How about this little witch," he tapped the edge of your hat, "if we're both still single next Halloween, you can put a curse on me."

"Is that a promise?" You asked as he nodded. You held up your pinkie and gave him a thoughtful look, "better make it a pinkie promise so we know it's real."

"You've got yourself a deal," he hooked his finger around yours, the two of you grinning at each other like fools, "and we'll see what happened next Halloween."

"You're on, Miller. So on."

Next Halloween couldn't come fast enough.

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Present Day

The past year has gone by in a blur. It was hard to believe that Halloween had already happened a year ago. It was even harder to believe that Joel was still single…to your knowledge anyway. You were going to be confirming that soon enough.

The two of you were good friends and often spent time together but the past few months had felt…different. You weren't sure quite how to put it into words but it was different - different but good. You thought he might have been flirting with you but it was hard to tell, Joel was a tough nut to crack after all, and you didn't want to be presumptuous either. Imagining how foolish you would have looked if you made a move on him and he didn't feel the same way was enough to put the idea out of your head.

Instead you were set on enjoying his company and let things happen as happened. But then you remembered - it was Halloween. A whole year since you'd made your little bet with Joel. Which meant…something was going to change between the two of you. One way or another, you knew that something was going to happen.

You were planning on going over to Joel's house to see what he was up to, but he definitely beat you to the punch. It came in the form of loud, rhythmic knocking on your front door. It was with a huff as you ran down the stairs, half in your costume.

"Hello?" You were breathless when you answered the door, still deciding on if you were going to chastise whoever was it was or welcome them into your home.

"Hi," and there stood Joel Miller, smug little smile on his face and arms crossed over his chest. The man was dressed as a cowboy and for some reason that was doing something for you.

"Joel," his name was breathy off your lips as you tried not to stare at him too intently. You knew that man could read you like a book, "what are you doing here?"

"Came to see my favorite little witch," he looked you up and down, amused by your current state of dress - or lack thereof. Your entire face felt like it was on fire as you shifted to attempt to cover up your top half. You were only in a bra with a sheer layer on top, "wanted to see if you needed any help with anything."

"I, ugh, umm…sure?" You weren't sure what you needed help with but you definitely didn't want to let him leave. Not yet and not if he went somewhere else and other women got to oogle him. You stepped aside and motioned for him to come in, "I'm sure there's…something."

The man trailed after you, closing the door sharply as he leaned against it. You raised an eyebrow at him but he just continued his quiet and calm stare down. You swore that man could see right into your soul and knew all of your deepest and darkest secrets. You swallowed thickly as you waited with baited breath for what he had to say, "you remember last Halloween?"

"Of course I do," as if you could even forget that night, "what about it?"

"Aren't you going to ask me?"

"Ask what?"

"Don't play coy with me, sweetheart," ugh. Why did he have to sound like that when he called you such sweet things? It should have been illegal, "ask me."

"Are you, Joel Miller…single?" Your heart skipped a few beats as you waited for his response. You were almost positive you knew his answer but still - you could never be positive. He came a step closer and left a much smaller gap between the two of you. You could smell the hints of his soap and aftershave and it sent shivers down your spine.

"I am," he admitted softly, the corners of his mouth ticking up in a smile, "but I think that I don't want to be. So I guess depending on your next answer, mine might change."

Butterflies exploded in your tummy as you tried to read between the lines. Not that that was incredibly hard but you never knew.

"W-what is your next question?" Your voice sounded small as you found it hard to meet his pretty brown eyes. Joel reached over and gently put his finger under your chin and turned your face up to his. His touch was so tender that you almost melted, "Joel?"

"May I kiss you?"

Yeah…you'd been expecting that and not expecting it at all. You allowed yourself to meet his eyes, trying to make sure you'd heard him correctly. Judging from the look on his face, you'd definitely heard correctly. You nodded in response, not trusting your voice at all.

"Need to hear you say it, sweetheart…"

"Yes," you moved closer, "please kiss me."

It took Joel a moment to close the small space remaining between your bodies. One hand settled on your waist while the other cupped your cheek. He pulled you into him and then softly and slowly kissed you.

It wasn't much at first, a gentle and tentative testing of the waters to make sure you were both on the same page. When you realized, in a moment of bliss, that you both desperately wanted this, you went all in. Kissing Joel felt like nothing you'd ever experienced before you and you couldn't help but want more, more, more. When Joel answered your call with just as much hunger and intensity, you knew this was it.

Both of you refused to pull away until you were desperately in need of air. For two people that had just been incredibly bold, you were both looking at each other shyly.

"Are you single?" He asked you in between a few more kisses, craving the touch and taste of your lips.

"Mhmm," you hummed back contentedly, "but I don't wanna be."

"What do you want then, sweetheart?" He had to be doing this on purpose. But as much as you wanted to say it, he needed to hear it. Needed to know that he wasn't just crazy and imagining all the feelings that had been flowing between the two of you.

"You," you whispered against his lips, "I want you, Joel."

"You have me," he promised as you relaxed and let yourself melt into him completely, "have since I met you."

"Oh. Oh," your eyes grew wide as he took your face in his hands, thumb brushing over your cheek, "its been a long time."

"Yeah," he agreed, "it has been."

"I-I've liked you too," you admitted sheepishly, "for a long time. I've just never…none if you felt the same."

"And here I was thinking that I was being so obvious," he tutted softly, "I'll have to try and be more clear in my intentions. If you'll let me."

"Mhmm," every part of your body felt like it was on fire, "I'd like that."

"Good," he beamed at you before pressing kisses to your forehead, cheeks and stopping at your lips, "what do you say we go to that Halloween party tonight? Together?"

"I'd love to," you could barely contain your giggles as he scooped you up and started to carry you upstairs, "what are you doing?"

"Going to help you finish getting ready," he grinned at you, "among other things. Plus I'm the only one that gets to see you like this, yeah?"

"Yes," you were excited at the prospect of everything that was to come. Everything felt like it was starting to come up roses. Who would have thought that one silly little Halloween promise would have led to all of this? Best Halloween ever - well maybe with the exception of what to come tonight, "yes."

"Happy Halloween, sweetheart."

"Happy Halloween, Joel."

#joel miller #joel miller x you #joel miller x reader #joel miller x fem!reader #joel miller imagine #joel miller one shot #pedro pascal #tlou

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melodyofthevoid · 1 year

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"I'm just saying, murder is an option." -Dialogue Prompt Ask Meme. Lorna.

As it stood, the situation was this:

The sword of Bloody Bones was in Fuyu

Last Lorna knew, the Baron still had possession (pun notwithstanding) of the sword

The new Tenmo of Fuyu was being inaugurated today, which meant that the House of Eternity would be in attendance.

The sword of Bloody Bones would be next to the fey appointed leader of the island.

All in all, not a great picture.

Also the Baron may or may not want her dead, but that was merely speculation on Lorna's part. Speculation born out of the seemingly ever increasing number of entities that wanted to kill her but again. Speculation.

The party gathered around Shisou, still on edge from the lingering effects of the sword, already hatching a plot. For his part, Kaja made himself busy in the kitchen, the wafting smell of scones adding a domestic air to the discussion of how exactly to deal with a cursed sword.

Lorna paced, running through scenarios to sort this out. Frankly the last thing she wanted right now was a direct confrontation after Bonnie Lyn's shades had nearly killed her.

No rest for the wicked though.

"Well, the problem is the sword right? So we get rid of the sword, and the problem's solved."

That seemed like a reasonable enough proposal from Naasir. Although it did raise more questions given that well. Every part of this process was open to the general public. People flooded the streets to see the competitors off as they hiked up the mountain, this ceremony would be no different.

"True," Lorna responded, "But- I mean this a public event- I don't want to endanger any civilians."

"I'm just saying," Shisou piped in, "Murder is an option."

"Exactly."

Ruse gave Shisou a nod, and Lorna felt a vein in her forehead pulse.

"The Baron got you fired Lorna, don't you want a little revenge?"

Yes? No? Lorna squirmed. She'd be lying if she didn't want to be a little vindictive but at the same time the prospect of fighting the Baron elicited a not insignificant amount of fear in her.

But frankly what didn't.

Ruse wanted her to stand up for herself, sure, but she also wan't entirely stupid.

"Personally, I just want to get rid of that sword. I'm... tired of having to think about it. Or deal with it."

"Boo, boring."

"Shisou's what matters here, and the sooner it's gone, the better."

"Aye, agreed."

Having Atlas on her side bolstered Lorna, a vote of confidence. She could go with this.

"I mean- ideally the sword could be destroyed," Lorna tried to remember what the cleric at the temple weeks ago had told her, "That would release the spirit and get rid of the problem altogether. All we'd have to do is get our hands on it."

Which was easier said than done. Maybe some negotiations if they got Fio involved might-

"So what you're saying is this could be a heist?"

Atlas started to grin, that same crooked smile that evoked a dread that Lorna could not begin to name. And yet one she'd grown a fondness for as well. Part of her imagined this is what having a sibling was like.

Although if anyone had the equal parts insanity and ingenuity to pull it off, it would be Atlas.

"I- I guess?"

"Well what're we waiting for? Let's get rid of that fucking sword!"

"Wait! We still have to-"

And off they went. Well. Thinking on the fly seemed to be the only way the Fey Winds operated.

Fio did owe them for saving her, and getting her the position at all (by virtue of still being alive), so she'd probably listen. They'd give her a heads up. Hope she worked with them. See what happened next.

Hopefully from here it'd all go smoothly, no murder required.

They just had to get that sword.

#melody rambles #my writing #my ocs #Lorna my beloved little idiot #this is an altered version of stuff that happened in campaign I'm just taking. how you say #~creative liberties~#Spoiler alert: it did require murder. The Baron was a vampire #apologies to any of my dnd group reading this I Do Not Remember how this conversation went down

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softlyfallinqq · 1 year

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cliché [ Izuku Midoriya songfic ]

Word Count: 1.35k

Third Person POV (she, he, they)

Walking into the classroom, she made her way to her seat. Setting her notebooks down, she watched a few people walk in, noticing one in particular. A short boy with fluffy green curls. She'd heard of him before on the news, he'd jumped in to save his friend from the slime villain and spurred All Might into action. Was he this pretty on the news coverage? Or was she going insane? She had no idea. He looked away from his friends and spotted her, smiling sheepishly. She internally screamed, hoping the ground would swallow her whole. Oh my god, he probably thinks I'm a creep! He caught me staring at him!

♪ i walked into the room and then i saw your face, you looked me in the eye and then i wanted to erase myself, erase myself.. ♪

She took a deep breath, sitting at her desk. Keeping her gaze fixed at the floor, she willed her face back to a normal shade. I've never met him before, why is this so embarrassing? Am I in love? No- No way. Crap. This is like a bad romance movie..

♪ i didn't wanna fall but then i stepped right in. i looked down at the ground and then i felt it right within; it was too late for me.. (too late for her..) ♪

A small tap on her shoulder startled her back to the classroom, and she looked up. "O-Oh, hey. I'm sorry I was staring. It's rude, I apologize.." She looked at him, and he simply stared back at her. His head was tilted slightly, a curious look on his face. She could have sworn her soul left her body, the embarrassment making her face burn.

♪ you took a step forward and tilted your head, with a curious glance you stared and i felt dead.. oh my god, i think i'm dying..~ ♪

He shook himself out of his trance, and apologized, his face going red. "S-Sorry! U-Um. Hey." He tried to be somewhat smooth, but was failing miserably and she knew he knew it. "Hello." What's your name? This is awkward..

♪ you said: hey; i said, hello. what's your name? i'd really like to know.. too bad i stopped at: hello. ♪

She continued staring at him, absorbing his features more fully. His face suddenly broke into a grin, and he introduced himself, never taking his eyes off of her. "I'm Izuku Midoriya. S-Sorry I'm a little awkward.. Um.." She smiled softly, nodding. "[Name, Last Name]. Nice to meet you. Sorry I was staring like a creep.." She let out a small nervous laugh, and he shook his head. "I-It's fine. Usually people don't spare me a second glance."

♪ i just stared, and you grinned and looked right back; it felt like just one big whirlwind, one big emotional whirlwind.. ♪

She sat at her desk, working on a theory project for Quirk History when her phone went off. The screen lit up with "Midoriya :)" and she picked it up with a smile. The text read: 'Hope you're taking time to hydrate and eat between your project work. Let me know if you need help?' Her fingers hovered before she gave a response. 'I will. Thanks for the reminder. :)' Her heart squeezed with his concern for her, and her smile remained plastered across her face.

♪ over the next few days we got to talking, with every single word i started falling.. farther, farther and farther for you.. ♪

Her heart tugged as she thought of him. His goofy smile, his excited hand gestures, the way he spoke to her so kindly, his incredible intelligence. Everything about him thrilled her.

♪ you were so witty and so charming, swept me off my feet. you made me laugh, you made me blush, no one compete.. (no one could compete..) ♪

Her heart told her she should say something, but her brain fought against it. This is a good friendship, don't screw it up! You just met him! He's way nicer to me than anyone else, it can't just be me. We like all the same things, have the same hobbies. It's got to mean something! The longer I sit and think, the more this is like a cheesy romance flick. Get it together!

♪ it seemed too good to be true.. (it was too good to be true..) i wanted to be with you.. (only with you.) we clicked like legos, or the clacking of tap shoes.. ♪

A knock at her door snapped her back into reality, and she set down her pencil to get up and answer. To her surprise, it was Midoriya. "Hey." She smiled. "Hello. How are you?" Cracking a small grin, he replied: "Better, I get to see you!"

♪ you said: hey; i said: hello. how was your day? you said: better now, with a smile. what a cliché; but it to be honest, it made my day.. ♪

Her heart fluttered, face going warm. "Really? I didn't think I'd be so life-changing.." She joked softly, and was rewarded with a laugh. "You are. You're great, you know?" She felt her smile grow, unable to peel away the warm feeling he gave her.

♪ i didn't wanna fall but then i stepped right in. i looked up at your face, and those eyes; they drew me in.. it was too late for me.. ♪

She scooted to the side, allowing him to enter her room. "Um. I'm almost done with this project, feel free to make yourself comfortable." He nodded, sitting on a beanbag chair next to her desk. "Do you mind if I look over it?" She shook her head. "Not at all." She reached out to grab it and give it to him at the same second he did. Their fingers brushed briefly, before she moved her hand. "Sorry. Go ahead." Oh my god. That could not have been any more of a reference. What kind of shitty romcom am I stuck in?

♪ that's what we were, a simple cliché. it wasn't made to work, but i wouldn't have it any other way, any other way.. ♪

He smiled up at her, nodding. "This is really good! Do you think we could work together for the next one?" She grinned. "Of course."

♪ you were so witty and so charming; swept me off my feet. you made me laugh, you made me blush and no one could compete. (no one could compete..) ♪

Her heart thudded against her chest, face warm. Knotting her fingers together, she sat at her desk. Calm down, what are you getting worked up over? He complimented your work, relax. It's not like he asked you out or anything.

♪ it seemed too good to be true.. (it was too good to be true..) i wanted to be with you.. (only with you.) we clicked like legos, or the clacking of tap shoes.. ♪

He cleared his throat softly, setting her paper down on her desk to break the silence. "Hey." She looked over at him. "Hello." He smiled, getting the reference to their previous conversations. "I just wanna know.." She shifted a little in her seat. "Do you feel the same way I do right now?" He nodded. "If you mean heart-pounding, nerve-wracking excited, yeah, I do.." She paused, taking a deep breath. "Are you scared?" - "A little."

♪ you said: hey; i said: hello, i gotta know do you feel this way? you said: yeah, i do.. but i was scared of what you might say.. ♪

"This feels like a cheesy movie scene.. Uh.." He laughed softly. "Do you think we- should uh.. go out sometime?" She nodded frantically. "Sounds great.." She smiled, heart feeling warmer than she'd ever thought it could.

♪ and that's all we were, a silly cliché. i still think you're cute, but maybe it's better this way. ba-da-da-dum, ba-da-da-dum, ba-da-da-dada-dadada-da-dum, ba-da-da-dum-bum ♪

♪ that's okay, we're just a little cliché. a little cliché, but that's okay :) ♪

#izuku #izuku midoriya #izuku midoriya x reader #boku no hero fanfic #boku no hero academia

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blackhakumen · 1 year

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Mini Fanfic #1084: Training Day (Kingdom Hearts)

1:20 p.m. Outside of the Land of Departure: Training Field........

NAMINE......ANGELIC.....SMASH!

'SMASH'

With one, fairly powerful punch from Namine of all people, a stand-in punching bag is seen getting forcefully pushed all the way to the other side of the field l before falling down to the ground as smoke is coming out of the imprinted fist mark she left begin, much to boys' surprise (and mostly dread in Ventus' case).

Chihirty: Amazing..... (Turns to Namine) The force of your punches are getting more stronger by the minute.

Namine: (Has Her Hands on her Knees Before Swiping the Sweat Off With her Arm) ('Whew') And it shows....(Holds her Fist Up as She Place her Hand on Top of her Arm Muscle With a Proud Smile on her Face) Which means my training with Ms. Lockhart is starting to pay off at last!~

Chirithy: You wanna give it another go? I'm liking the name of the punch you gave so far.

Namine: (Smiles Brightly) Thank you so much, ChiChi. And yeah, let's go!~

Ventus: (Eyes Widened as He Watches Namine and Chihirty in the Distance While Sitting Next to Vantias Under a Shade) This is insane......

Vantias: Insane how Namine's strong enough send anything flying or the name of her attack sounds almost as Intimidating as "Final Heaven"?

Ventus: (Turns to Vantias With a Panicked Look on his Face) Yes, on both fronts! Like, I know that she determined to be as strong as her teacher and I'm really proud of her for coming this far with her combat training, but I didn't think she would get THIS powerful! And I STILL don't know how that Final Heaven move of hers works to begin with! Like, does it really take a lot energy and willpower to pull the move off or does she uses both of her fists as ticking time bombs whenever she's in battle?

Vantias: Hey, your guess is as mines. All I know that I am passing up any offer sparring against Little Miss Angel Girl over there.

Ventus: Why? (Gives Vantias a Sly Smirk on his Face) You scared she's gonna sucker punch you again like last time?

Flashback

Years ago after the war between light and darkness has reached it conclusion, Vantias, who somehow revived as well at the time, tries to infiltrate the Land of Departure before getting caught red handed by Sora and the gang (minus Riku, Isa, Aqua, and Terra) shortly after.

He was able to take them all on effortlessly, thanks to his sneaky use of the little power darkness he has at the time and a few capoeira tricks he learned from a street performer he saw the night before.

It wasn't long until he stumbled upon Namine who panicked and screamed out the word "STOP IT YOU JERRRRRRRRK!" as she sucker punched Vantias straight into the jaw hard enough to send him flying from across the room, leaving him unconscious until the crew ties him up and interrogate him.

It was at this moment that Vantias decided to never cross Namine again....as well as finding ways to avoid sparring with her at all cost.

End of Flashback

Vantias: ('Scoffs') As if. I just don't think it'll be a fair match up is all.

Ventus: For you or her? Cuz something tells me that it might definitely be the former.

Vantias: Yeah, well, whatever told you that clearly doesn't know jack shit about how fair match-up works. (Starts Smirking Back at Ventus) Unless you wanna step in the sparring ring yourself.

Ventus: (Glares at Vantias) And get sent flying off to the distance? No way!

Vantias: Oh don't be such a wuss. You could dodge her punches easily if you actually put that feet of yours to good use.

Ventus: I can say the same for you too, emo boy. Or did your break dancing routine is starting to lose steam.

Vantias: Okay, first off, I do capoeira, there's a different I think. And second, just because I'm making a cautious move in not fighting her, that doesn't automatically make me weak. Especially when I can kick your ass just fine.

Ventus: (Immediately Gets Up From Where He Was Sitting) Get real! Have you forgotten our fight at the Keyblade Graveyard!?

Vantias: (Rolls his Eyes) Oh yeah. How could I ever forget the time you pulled a cheap shot at the Near end of the battle?

Ventus: Cheap sho- I beaten you fair and square! If anything, YOU'RE the one who keep relying on your dark power to give you the edge on almost every fight you got yourself into!

Vantias: And that's a problem because.......

Ventus: What do you think!? That, in of itself, is cheating!

Vantias: Subjectively speaking.

Ventus: THAT'S NOT EVEN- (Takes a Deep Breath Before Speaking) You know what? Forget it. You can use darkness, capoeira or whatever you call it, all you want. (Crosses his Arms and Turns Away) Just know that I've beaten you once and I'll be more than happy to do it again!

Vantias: (Slowly Starts Getting Up in Front of Ventus) Is that a challenge request I'm hearing right now?

Ventus: Maybe. And I won't opposed if you accept either. (Turns Back to Vantias) Just don't be too surprised if you end up put to sleep on the ground, cheater.

Vantias: (Puts on a Competitive yet Malicious Grin on his Face as He Summons his Keyblade) I like to see you try and land a hit on me, airbag....

Ventus: (Summons his Keyblade as Well) Glady......

Meanwhile.......

Chirithy: (Helps Namine Takes the Punching Bag Back to It's Original Spot) So how exactly did you came up with the name for that move of yours in the first place?

Namine: Oh it's simple really. One night, when I was in the middle of drawing a fee sketches, I-

Two vicious battle cries simultaneously rings into Namine and Chihirty's eardrums as the two set their attention on Ventus and Vantias fighting one another using their Keyblades in the far distance.

Chirithy: Well, would you look at that? And here I thought those two lazy bones were never gonna train today.

Namine: They look so determined to out best one another. (Places her Hands on Both of her Cheeks While Letting Out a Gasps) Has my hard work managed to inspired them to train themselves?~

Chirithy: Preeeeeetty sure they were arguing again as usual..... (Starts Pouting) I bet it was Van-Van who started it!

Namine: ('Sigh') I'll have a talk with those two later.....(Turns to Chihirty Woth a Determined Smile on her Face) In the meantime, let's resume back to training ourselves. There's so many new techniques I can't wait to try out!~

Chirithy: (Sighs While Shrugging) If you say so.....

@keyenuta

@26shann

@khtext

@cyber-wildcat

@bestpony666

@ma-lemons

#kingdom hearts #namine #ventus #vantias #chirithy #tifa (mentioned)#tifa is namine's mentor #humor #training

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cassandrajoybellbittner · 3 months

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All It Took Was One Look - Chapter 21

*Warning Adult Content*

Liam

I woke this morning feeling restless and couldn't seem to concentrate on one single thing.

My dad was saying something about coming to see me at my first football game.

I could only nod and grunt my answer. My mom and dad gave each other weird looks.

"Liam, are you okay?" my mom asked walking over to me and place her hand on my forehead before quickly snatching it way.

"Liam, your burning up," she exclaimed.

I looked up at her like she was crazy.

"What, no I'm not. I'm fine," but now that she mentioned it I did feel hot.

Like some crazy fever, my whole body was burning up and I knew the only way to get rid of it was finding Aiden.

Shaking my head I stood up and headed upstairs for a cold shower.

"Liam are you sure you should be going to school?" my mom asked.

"Yes," I said heading in the shower.

I let the cold water cascade down my body sighing in pleasure.

This won't last for long.

I grabbed the shampoo and scrubbed my hair as thought of last night rushed in my head.

The feeling of Aiden in my arms and his neck so close to my mouth.

A growl ripped from my chest shocking me.

What the hell.

Rinsing the last of the soap from my hair I stepped out and say my eyes were yellow.

SHIT.

Why does this keep happening to me I whined.

I grabbed my towel and wrapping it around my waist, I leant over my sink staring at myself, forcing my eyes to go back to normal.

They didn't, my wolf wasn't going anywhere today.

Damn.

I got dressed caching glimpses of yellow every time I passed the mirror.

Grabbing my sun glasses off my dresser and threw them on and headed down stairs again.

"See you tonight," I called closing the front door and hopping in my car.

I arrived at Dom's just as he was walking down his driveway.

"Hey," he said throwing his pack in the back before noticing my glasses.

He gave me a funny look.

"What's up with the shades man?"

Annoyed I pulled them down, showing him my problem.

His eyes widened in surprise.

"They won't change back," I hiss.

"Oh," he said giving me his 'sucks- for- you face'.

I rolling my eyes I pushed my shades back up.

"I'm going to flip if anybody tries and make me take them off," I growled.

"Calm down dude."

"I can't, everything is pissing me off."

I put my car in drive heading for school.

The moment I parked my car it was surrounded by students, friends, ext... wishing me luck but all I could do was growl.

I sat in my car my white knuckled my steering wheel.

"Alright, let's get you inside," Dom said grabbing our bags.

He handed me mine.

"You better stick a grin on that muzzle of yours and play nice," he ordered me enjoying this a little too much.

Snatched my bag preparing myself for the swarm of annoying teenagers.

And once I stepped out of the car the smell hit me like an eighteen wheeler.

Lifting my nose in the air I signaling out his special scent from all the others.

'MINE' my wolf growled ready for the hunt.

Pushing past all the shocked faces in my way I advanced to the front doors, my mind only on Aiden.

Someone grabbed my arm yanking me back, I turned swiftly baring my canines at whoever dared to interfere with me and my mate.

Dom took a safe step back.

"I know what you're going through Liam but you can't go barging into school, tearing it apart searching for your mate," he scolded.

I was about to snap at him till what he said hit me.

"Yeah, why aren't you acting like you're going to go insane right now, Jeanine is your mate."

He shrugged but I could see the hunger in his eyes.

So he was fighting it too.

"I told her to stay home," he muttered with a growl and I smirked.

"You are going crazy aren't you?" I said secretly happy I wasn't the only one suffering here.

"Yeah, as much as I want to run to her house I don't know where she lives, so she's safe as long as she stays there today. I'm holding my wolf on a tight ass leash."

I envied his that.

Suddenly I felt a hand slide on my shoulder, then a body press against my back and it wasn't the body I wanted on me.

Quickly I stepped away from her and turned around, keeping a distance.

"Georgina," I muttered grimacing as flashes of that last night we had.

My wolf tried to growl at her but I held him back.

"Hey babe," she purred closing the distance again caressing her hand down my chest. I grabbed it a little rougher than necessary.

"Hi," I grounded out through my teeth.

"Where have you been, I haven't see you since that amazing night?"

"I've been busy," I told her and she looked at me funny till she smiled.

"Why are you wearing sun glasses?" she laughed.

"It's bright," I said in a monotone and she frowned.

"You never wear sunglasses. What's wrong with you today?" she asked.

'You.'

"YOU..." I was cut off.

"Hey Gee. Come with me real quick," Dom said taking her hand and dragging her unwilling body away

"Dom," she complained as they headed into the building.

After my scenes came back to me I avoided Aiden like the plague.

Every time I smelt him near I would change my direction with much difficulty and Dom's help to drag me away.

I can honestly say that I went around the school like a hundred times to get to my classes.

I had no idea how many times we passed each other in a day till today.

I think every teacher was out to get me.

Every class or in the halls they told me to take my glasses off so my excuse was coming natural to me.

"Mr. Jacobs take those glasses off," Miss Carmen ordered as I walked down the hall to bathroom.

I smiled at her through my annoyance.

"No can do Miss C, I have an eye infection so the lights killing me, it's the only way I can stand to look at anything," she stopped giving me a sympathetic look.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry, why did you come to school if you can't see?" she asked.

"My doctor said I just needed theses and everything would be good. Really Miss C I'm fine," I told her.

She smiled before nodding.

"Well, I hope you get better," she said walking back down the hall.

Sighing I strode into the bathroom going straight to the mirror pulling my glasses off.

I was hoping they went back to normal but they seemed to get brighter like they were glowing. Damn.

"Having wolf trouble?"

My head snapped to the right, I winced as it cracked.

When I saw who it was I snarled deeply.

"Fuck off," Kyle held his hands up in surrender.

"Wow doggy cool it," he said with a smirk and I rolled my eyes.

"What do you want?" I asked glaring at him.

"Nothing, can't a guy use the restroom in peace?" he teased.

I growled at him my lips pulling back as I did and he smiled.

"Hey, save all that for the field tonight, Jacobs."

We glared at each other.

Just looking at his face pissed me off and to think we use to be best friend.

"Don't worry about me Parker," I told him getting in his face, I could the fear flashing in his eyes as I used the convenience of my wolf eyes.

"And try not to worry about your pathetic attempts to best me tonight," I growled, I heard the restroom door open and I quickly put my glasses back on pushing past a snickering Kyle.

I ditched PE not wanting to cause a scene and waited for the bell to ring.

We were in the locker room listening to coach's animated pep talk.

Kyle was giving me glares from across the room and I returned them with just as much malevolence.

I couldn't help but think that Aiden was somewhere waiting out in the bleachers.

He was so close and my wolf could feel it, I was getting weird looks from my teammates since I still had my sun glasses on.

"It's not about winning guys, it's about the game. Put your hearts in it and go out there and have fun. NOW GET OUT THERE," he screamed making us all cheer.

We ran out into the screaming crowd, Dom and I walked out, side by side in our black and gold gear.

"JACOBS."

I stopped and turned to the coach.

"Yeah?"

"Get rid of those damn glasses, son." he demanded and I smiled.

"Will do coach," Dom put his hands on my shoulders getting my attention.

"Alright you're going to have to concentrate on the game, we don't want you running into the bleachers in the middle of it," he teased with a calming smile.

"I'll try," I said taking my glasses off and slide my helmet on, running on to the field.

It was about right after halftime, we just got out of a huddle.

Some of my teammates were giving me hard shoves yelling at me to get my head in the game but how could I do that when my wolf was fighting me the entire time.

I could feel Aiden throughout the whole game and it was driving me insane.

"Come on man," Dom said nodding his head harshly.

"Get your head out of your ass," he scolded.

Shaking my head, they were right I looked up at the score board, the score was, home 14, visitor 7.

Focus... We all stood in position, Dom in front, ready to hike the ball to me.

"B39... B39... HUT," I yelled.

Dom threw the ball back to me, I caught it looking around quickly searching for anyone open.

I caught Seth, one of my pack members, already by the goal line so I backed up readying the ball.

I could feel someone closing up on me so I threw it.

Watching, it soar through the air landing in Seth's waiting arms as he continued to run towards the goal, he skid to a stop across the line.

I landed on the ground with a grunt as someone collided into me.

Pushing the guy off, he gave me a stunned expression when our eyes.

Quickly hopping to my feet I turned to look down the field at the ref as he threw both of his arms up signal a touchdown.

The crowd was roaring loudly in excitement as the announcer yelled,

"TOUCHDOWN."

A minute left in the game we were at the fifty yard line, the coach signaled in a running play which meant I had to reluctantly hand the ball to Kyle.

Dom hiked me the ball and I turned quickly meeting Kyle half way roughly slamming the ball in his gut, pleased with his grunt that followed.

"Run," I growled loudly.

I watched him dodge two giant linemen and run over the linebacker.

By that time Kyle was running at full speed leaving the other team in the dust.

I rolled my eyes as he spike the football into the ground dramatically doing his stupid little victory dance.

The ref signaled the touchdown making the score home 21, visitors 14.

We won.

I received hard claps on my back as we celebrated rejoicing in the sound of the cheering crowd.

I gave them halfhearted smiles through my helmet.

Leaving before they notice my eyes, I told Dom I was going to change and leave.

He nodded giving me a sympathetic expression since I couldn't enjoy our first win because of the full moon.

He was lucky, he didn't have the temptation standing in the bleachers... she was at home safe from us sharp toothed werewolves.

I rushed to the locker rooms changing quickly and hurriedly making my way towards my car, fighting the pull the whole way.

My wolf was complaining the entire time, wanting to search for his mate.

I almost sighed in relief till his scent hit me so hard I moaned.

This had my wolf howling in joy... I almost made it.

He was standing by my car, his hands in his pockets staring down at shoes like a cute school boy.

The light of the full moon was shining on him, he was a breathless sight.

He looked up at the sound of my footsteps and smiled his gorgeous smile making my knees to weaken.

I stopped in front of him a tightening in my chest causing my breath come out in gasps.

"Hey," he said in a soft voice.

"Hi."

"See... I told you I wasn't going to miss it. You were really great out there by the way," he praised his blue eyes gazing up at me brightly.

"Yeah, thanks," I said trying to sound as normal as possible.

"I didn't see you t-today," he said nervously biting his lower lip.

I swallowed hard closing my eyes for a second.

"I'm sorry about that," my voice strained.

He shifted and his sweet smell attacked me with a vengeance.

"It's okay," he pause before furrowing his brows.

"Why are you wearing glasses at night?" he asked me chuckling.

I didn't answer him since I was panting.

"Liam?" he frowned.

He took a step closer to me till I could feel his body heat.

I moaned loudly.

"Aiden," I struggled out through clenched teeth wanting to warn him to stay away.

My wolf was too strong I couldn't hold him back anymore.

"Are you okay?" Aiden said apprehensively.

Reaching up he took my glasses off and gasped.

The heat in my body ignited to a burning fire and I lost it.

With a vicious growl I grabbed the back of his neck and forced his lips on mine.

He tensed up, letting out a stunned gasp but soon relaxed against my chest wrapping his arms around my neck and disheveling his fingers in my hair tightly.

His soft lips started to move, meeting my hungry ones.

I griped his hips pushing him against my car, attacking his lips with a fierceness.

The sparks igniting wildly between us felt beyond anything I felt before.

I pressed my hardening lower half against his causing a sweet moan to escape his mouth and I took advantage and pushed my tongue in his mouth moaning from his wonderful taste.

The feel of him pulling me harder to his mouth caused a twinge of pain but I could care less at this point.

I finally had him, our tongues fought for dominance and he gladly submitted to me.

Grinning against his lips, I reached down to cup his sexy little ass and lifted him up, letting him wrap his legs around my waist still pressing him against the car.

He giggled as I did this, I could hear his heart beating at a rapid pace.

I could smell his arousal and a growl ripped its way from my throat as I bit his bottom lip, my tongue running over its smooth surface.

He moaned loudly grounding his hard-on into my groin.

"Liam," he whimpered into my mouth.

I reached up and gripped the back of his hair I pulled his head back exposing his neck to me.

He was panting my name and the heat in my body went straight to my southern region, making me whimper with need.

I ran my nose across his jaw nipping at his skin.

"Ahh," he moaned.

I smiled smugly and licked his neck, his unbelievably sweet scent was so strong here I became light headed.

I kissed up to his ear and nibbled on the lobe, his legs tightened around me in response.

"You like that?" I whispered seductively to him.

He whimpered nodding weakly.

Chuckling I moved my mouth to the base of his neck and suckled.

"How about that?" I breathed loosing myself in the feel of him.

"Yes," he moaned.

Pulling down the collar I ran my tongue against his collarbone.

His hands were pulling me back up to his lips again till I kissed him hard moaning loud.

His tongue ran across my bottom lip and I growled loving that he was getting bold with me.

It was sexy. My wolf had, had enough and I could feel my canines elongating and I feared he would feel them with his teeth.

So I buried my face in his neck once more kissing where his neck and shoulder met giving it a lick before touching his soft skin with my canines.

He moved his head away giving me access to him.

Panting hard I opened my jaw wider and bit down.

He cried out tensing as I broke the skin.

To sooth him a bit... I placed a gentle hand on his back keeping him still.

'MINE,' my wolf growled once again.

His sweet blood rushed into my mouth causing me to whimper in the pure pleasure of his taste.

I held him tighter against me possessively.

As he started to moan uncontrollably, I felt him dig his hands in my hair keeping me at his neck.

The full moon was beating down on me and my wolf's persistence I was unable to resist as I let my essences soak into his body, marking him mine forever.

I felt our bond strengthen, along with myself, I felt invincible, everything around me intensified more than before.

Smells, touch and most importantly my attachment to Aiden.

It felt like if I ever let him go I would crumble into nothing.

I needed his just to live and it scared me.

Detaching my teeth from my withering mate, I opened my eyes finally getting a glimpse in the car window.

My eyes were glowing brighter than usual before turning back.

Licking my bite, healing him with my saliva, slowly he slide down my body to his unsteady feet.

He was breathless as he leaned up against the car for support.

We were both breathing heavily and I touched my forehead against his, resting my fingers in his long soft hair.

Pressing a slow, soft tender kiss to his swollen lips my ears picked up on the sound of his heart as it began to match mine.

I smiled... we were now true fated mates.

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peachhyychenle · 3 years

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clear skies | b.jc

pairing: jacob x reader

genre: fluff, soulmate AU (idk if its a genre but here we are)

word count: 0.9k (or 949 if you wanna be precise)

warning: mention of food, mention of bugs

for the stars aligned event hosted by @knet-bakery

playlist: cover up taeyeon, stay gold bts, sunkissed khai dreams

soulmate au: the world is monochrome until you lock eyes with your soulmate.

a/n: this was inspired by the picnic I went on the other week and it seemed to also fit perfectly with the A to BOYZ that jacob did which you can find here!

summary: picnics were always a fun thing to do, whether it be with friends, family or partners. Clear skies and a cool breeze always ideal for feasting on strawberries and cherries, however they made the perfect weather for finding soulmates, too.

The blanket felt soft as you sat cross legged on the chequered fabric, a punnet of strawberries and grapes, along with a few sandwiches littering the inner portion of the space. It was the first day that you and your friends were all able to meet properly, and with the gorgeous weather your country was currently experiencing, a picnic felt like the perfect option. The birds happily chirping, the warm dry air that was complemented by the cooling breeze felt perfect. It was a perfect day.

Much of the conversation between your group revolved around debates between your current favourite shows, with the current battle being between Loki and WandaVision. However your mind drifted. The whole soulmate system was never really a prevalent topic in your group and so you never really think about it, however for the past week, you were just aware of how many people had found their partners for life and how many people could see the world so differently to you.

You would sometimes even forget about your grey scaled world until it came to your mother taking you out on her shopping sprees and asking your opinion on shirts that looked exactly the same to you, but in her eyes were completely different colours.

Colours always intrigued you. People would always talk about how blue the sky would be, or how green the grass was on days like today, hell even your mum mentioned it to you before you left. You just felt you were missing out on a life that everyone else was in touch with.

Drifting back into the group conversation, they had put on some music and were presently talking about different bands. At some point, a couple of your friends had gotten up and decided to dramatically act out the rest of the song which was definitely a highlight of the day.

A few more songs passed and collectively, you guys had decided to walk around and to find a different, more shaded spot. And so away you went.

It had been about five minutes and you were walking near the back of the group, an umbrella in hand from when you guys tried shading yourselves with it but inevitably gave up, minutes later. The group came across a diverting pathway leading into a small meadow.

There was an array of flowers, crickets were busy chirping away, joining the chorus of birds doing the same thing. And whilst the place looked like a painting you would find hung in a museum, you were merely passers by, there were trees that enclosed this small piece of paradise, however the grass looked way too overgrown to even attempt wading through.

A couple of your friends ran ahead, making the group laugh and as your laughter died down you heard a melody. At first you were going insane from the heat, but you heard the same melody again coming from the other end of the meadow. And so with a call to your friends that you would catch up, you began your mini adventure through the open undergrowth.

As you grew closer, many of the small critters hiding in the grass grew silent, whilst the strumming guitar became louder, and eventually this tune was accompanied by a voice.

You weren't a big believer in any religion but my oh my did this voice sound so pure. The only word that came to your mind to describe this voice was angelic.

You saw his shoes first. They were discarded a little away from where the music was and so when you peaked your head around some shrubbery, you were stunned.

A boy that looked to be around the same age as you was sitting on a tree stump, and was dressed up considering he was alone, and it didn't really fit with the warm day. His button up hung loosely on him, looking slightly too big but then somehow fitting him all the same, and paired with his jeans, it was definitely a simple look but one that suited him well.

If his voice sounded angelic, then his face definitely matched. He looked like a literal angel. His eyes were closed, as he sang. He looked so at peace, so content. So ethereal.

You weren't really sure why, but a smile had worked its way onto your face, seeing someone look so calm and peaceful yet you could hear how passionate he was in his playing and singing, it made you feel content.

A final strum on his guitar rang out and you began to quietly clap, so you didn't freak him out.

His eyes landed on you and he gave a chuckle and a grin afterwards. He got up from the stump and made his way over to you. He seemed a lot taller than what you were expecting.

As he walked over, you guys finally locked eyes, and as soon as you did, the world exploded around you.

Various shades of green took over, the pops of yellow and red from the flowers complementing it nicely and the sky. It was such a beautiful colour. You definitely understood why people would often love days like these.

'Woah'

'Yeah woah, this is beautiful', you responded to his exclamation. Never in your life would you have thought this was how you would meet your soulmate.

'Hi soulmate, I'm Y/N' you greeted, a warm smile on your face, finally looking away from the greenery and focusing on the guy in front of you.

His hands reached forward to grab both of your own and as he held them he introduced himself.

'Hi soulmate, I'm Jacob and I'm glad to meet you at last'

#knetbakery #jacob bae #the boyz #the boyz jacob #the boyz scenarios #the boyz imagines #the boyz fluff #the boyz drabbles #jacob imagines #jacob scenarios #jacob fluff #the boyz timestamp #jacob timestamps #tbz #tbztars

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batgurl1989 · 3 years

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A Hike To Remember

Summary: You are hiking when you come across Henry and Kal

Word Count: 1700

Warning: fluff

A/N: this was a suggestion from @henrynerdfan about a hiker meeting Kal and Henry while on the trails in the Pacific Northwest. If you want to be added to my taglist, let me know

Taglist: @rmtndew @princesssterek @cynic-spirit

My breath fogged out in front of me as I walked the trails, trying to keep a brisk pace. It was a crisp fall morning, and the trails were empty for now, so I was enjoying the sound of the early rising birds as I made my way down the dirt path. The leaves were changing colours, painting a beautiful picture of nature around me. I had been on the trail for maybe an hour, and still hadn't seen another human. Animals, however, were abundant as long as I didn't make too much noise.

I was just reaching the crest of another hill when I saw a black and white blur to my side. I looked, trying to figure out what animal would be black and white in the Pacific Northwest. But the blur was gone. Maybe I was imagining things.

Or maybe I wasn't.

When I crested the hill, I could see further down the path where a man was bent over, patting a black and white dog. The dog looked at me, and I felt like I should recognize him. It wasn't until the man turned in my direction to see what had caught his dog's interest that it clicked into place.

"Kal?" I scrunched up my nose in disbelief. That meant that Henry Cavill was hiking the same trails as you. In Washington. When he was supposed to be in the UK for some down time.

Henry's laugh reached my ears, snapping me out of my thoughts. My eyes snapped to his, going wide as I realized that I had acknowledged his dog before him. I'm sure I looked like a fish as I wracked my brain for an apology that seemed suitable.

"I'm a dog person." I ended up blurting out instead, instantly turning red as I realized I had practically shouted that.

"It's okay. It happens more often than you think." Henry was still chuckling as he walked back up the path toward me. Kal followed happily beside him.

"Do you mind if I pet him? If he will let me, of course." I couldn't help my eyes drifting to the fluffy dog. He was wagging his tail and it looked like he was smiling.

"I'm sure he would love a good ear scratch." Henry nodded, a huge smile plastered on his face.

I squatted down, and waited to see if Kal would come over to me. I didn't want to encroach on his space if he didn't want me there. My heart sang when the American Akita came trotting over, wagging his tail happily. He snuffled my hand that I offered him to sniff and then threw his weight into me for snuggles.

I would have fallen over had Henry not been there to grab my hand as I flailed it out for balance. Even through his glove, I could feel how warm his hand was. I looked up at him to say thank you, but Kal chose that moment to stuff his face in mine.

"Kal, come on. You are being invasive." Henry good-naturedly chastised his dog, trying to shove Kal off of me to give me space to get my balance.

What happened instead was that Kal pushed into me again, and toppled both Henry and I over. Kal lounged across us, nuzzling Henry for treats I assumed.

If you had told me when I started out on my hike that I would end up in a pile with Henry Cavill and Kal, I would have laughed at the fantasy you were trying to feed me. I was mortified as I tried to disentangle myself from Henry. His laughter was a balm on my soul and blushing, however, making me feel a little better.

Henry finally managed to shove Kal off of us, and helped me sit up. I brushed dirt off my arms, suddenly self-conscious. I froze in place when Henry reached over to brush my hair out of my face. His hand paused as he went to tuck the hair on the other side of my face behind my ear. A light blush dusted his cheeks, and he dropped his hand.

"Sorry about that. Here I am getting after Kal for being in your space, and then I go and do it." Henry cleared his throat. Once he was standing, he offered me his hand and helped me up when I took it.

"It's okay. It's not exactly like Kal gave us a choice about being in each other's bubbles." I dusted my pants off, trying to sound casual, but inside my stomach was filled with butterflies and my heart was beating hard against my ribs.

Images of him being flocked by fans had me stepping back, respecting his and Kal's space once again. I hadn't been expecting to come across another person out here, and I certainly didn't think it would Henry. Scooping up my backpack from where it fell during the ordeal, I adjusted the straps.

"I'm sorry I interrupted your hike. I'm sure you wanted to be alone when you came out here." I tucked my hair behind my ears, catching Henry in the acting of watching my every move. "I can go down a different path."

I took another step back, but bumped into Kal. The Akita had decided it was a good idea to stand behind me, blocking my escape route. Henry stepped forward to steady me, once again coming to my rescue.

"I swear, I am not normally this clumsy." You laughed, unable to keep calm now that his hand was gripping yours again.

"Kal has a tendency to get in the way when he wants attention." Henry assured you, letting go of your hand slowly. "And Kal seems to be really taken with you, so why don't you join us for the rest of the hike?"

The request blindsided me. Never in a million years would I have expected him to suggest that. He didn't even know my name, and he wanted me to join him on his walk. Was I off base in thinking that Kal's approval meant a great deal to Henry?

I realized as these thoughts ran through my head that I still hadn't answered him. When I met his eyes, his intensely blue eyes, I found myself floundering again for what to say.

"Y/N. That's my name." I blurted out, once again mortified that I was acting so off from my normal self. Taking a deep breath in a weak attempt to calm myself, I scratched Kal's ears absentmindedly. "And if Kal really wants me to join you two, then I guess I can't say no."

"You just made his day." Henry said with a twinkle in his eye.

We walked along the path, no longer trying to keep a certain pace. Kal romped around us, bringing sticks for us to throw, or pulling on Henry's arm to get him to examine a tree that had some squirrels chattering in the branches. We talked about nothing in particular, just enjoyed each other's company. I did find out that he was in Washington on vacation. A little trip to get away is how he described it.

When we got back to the parking lot, there were lots of cars, and people milling about. Henry had clipped Kal's leash on before we reached it, and they walked me to my car. I was glad I parked under the shade of a tree. Now that the sun had risen, it was getting quite warm.

"Look, I am in town for a few more days." Henry leaned on my car, watching as I settled my bag in the trunk. He opened the drivers side door for me, ever the gentleman. He reached for my hand when I made to get in the car, getting my full attention. He had taken his gloves off, and I could feel the callouses on his warm hand as it engulfed mine. "I want to see you again."

"Are you sure you don't mean Kal wants to see me again?" I teased as Kal gave out a little whine. I patted his head, but didn't take my eyes off Henry. I couldn't decide what I was seeing, but it made my stomach do flips. "But if that's the case, I would love to see you both again."

I reached into the car for a gum wrapper and a pen. I quickly but neatly wrote out my cell number, but paused before handing it over. There was something very surreal about giving a celebrity your phone number because they wanted it. Smiling, I handed it to Henry, who looked at, a line showing up between his eyebrows as he concentrated on the digits, as though he was committing them to memory in case her lost the gum wrapper.

I squatted down, petting Kal vigorously as I said goodbye to him. The Akita lapped up the attention, shoving himself into me again. Luckily this time I was ready, and leaned against the car door.

"I guess I will be seeing you then." I stood up to face Henry again. He smiled down at me, not hesitating this time as he tucked my hair behind my ear.

"You definitely will." Henry's voice was barely more than whisper as his eyes searched you face.

There was a brief moment--an insane moment--when I thought he would kiss me. But I snapped out of that fantasy, and cleared my throat. That seemed to snap him out his thoughts too, and he straightened. We quickly said goodbyes and I got in my car.

As I was leaving the parking lot, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I hit play on the steering wheel, expecting a text from my sister or mom asking where I was. I normally didn't hike that long, and cell service on the trails was spotty. I was pleasantly surprised when the automated voice of my car started reading the text.

"I hope this is your real number. It was so nice meeting you today, Y/N. And I can't wait to see you again, and possibly take you out on a real date. -HC"

#henry x reader #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill fanfic #henry cavill fanfiction #henry cavill x female reader

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nightshade-minho · 4 years

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-The One-

Warnings: very very mild knifeplay, unprotected sex, oral (m. receiving), fingering, creampie, light navel play, tiny mention of blood, rituals, themes of witchcraft + demons, jealousy, sir kink, master kink, threesome, aftercare.

Felix × fem!Reader × Minho

Wc: 3k

Note: I stayed up all night writing this and was half-asleep so I apologize for any mistakes or incoherencies. Regardless, I’m quite proud of this fic hehe, and I’d love some feedback on it~

You could barely breathe. The feeling of his cock stretching you out as you sat on his lap, combined with the heady feeling of the knife's tip pressed against your skin was driving you insane with arousal.

"Such a pretty one you are...we don't usually get customers like you."

You scrunched your eyes shut, not wanting to make eye contact with him. His smirk, his golden eyes that gleamed with confidence...it would all make you even more nervous than you already were.

"Sir...p-please don't hurt me."

"Tsk. I won't, princess. Not yet." He shifted you on his lap, causing his tip to rub up against your sweet spot. You let out a soft moan as he did so, your eyes slowly opening and drifting down to the shiny steel pressed against your torso.

"Will it...will it hurt?"

He gently dragged the knife upwards, eyes fixed on you. He wasn't applying any pressure, and the blade itself wasn't very sharp...but it still sent tingles through you.

"Not really. If you're a good girl for us, it won't. The ritual is a very short one, and doesn't have many side effects."

"Okay...wait, us?"

"Hmm? Oh, yeah. My boss. He'll be here soon, don't worry. He's a busy man. I take care of the shop when he's not here."

"Oh...so you're like, his assistant?"

"Mmhm. You could say that. He doesn't pay me, though." He mutters, expression faltering for a second. The smirk slowly returned though, as he dragged the steel gently up between your breasts, pausing.

"Why...w-why do you work here, then?"

"He's family. My older brother,to be exact."

"O-oh..."

"Yup. In fact, enjoy my leniency while you can. I can assure you, my brother is a lot more..."

He sighed, poking the tip into your skin lightly, but not enough to draw blood.

"Sadistic."

You gulped as Felix suddenly started thrusting up into you, his hips gaining a newfound vigor. You groaned, throwing your head back as he hit your sweet spot again.

You never thought you'd end up like this...A few weeks ago, you were living your life like any other college student.

When winter break came along, you'd been more than excited to get back to your hometown...the place you'd grew up in. One of the first things you did was visit the woods, searching for the tree house you'd made when you were about 10 years old.

Of course, you hadn't expected to see a cottage where your tree house had formerly been. On hindsight, it probably wasn't a good idea to knock.

You hadn't expected to see a cute boy open the door, either.

Felix, he said his name was.

The cottage wasn't a house after all...it was more of an eccentric little shop, the shelves lined with curious looking bottles and dusty books.

You'd definitely thought the man was cuckoo, especially when he started talking about witchcraft and rituals. He was undeniably hot, though...

One thing led to another and here you were a few days later, having sex with someone you barely knew. That someone also happened to talk an awful lot about demons and witchcraft. God, you were stupid to trust him.

"This ritual...what does it require, again? And there's absolutely no side effects?"

"Nope. All you want is revenge, correct? We can make that happen."

"Having sex with you is part of it, right?"

Felix laughed, taking his knife away and resting it on the table next to him. "Oh, you truly do hurt me. Here I was thinking you were having sex with me cause you wanted to." He adjusted himself in his chair, lifting you off his cock and turning you around.

He slowly eased you back down onto his length, groaning softly under his breath at your tightness.

"Look here. Intercourse with a virgin is stage one of the ritual, and semen also happens to be one of the ingredients." He said, pulling your back against his chest and lifting a finger, causing a dusty old book in the corner of the room to hover over.

You squinted at the page, the words registering itself in your brain.

"Wait...how did you know I'm a virgin?"

"It's glaringly obvious, doll."

You gritted your teeth, biting your lip as Felix let the book drop to the floor, his hands on your waist as he slowly started fucking up into you.

"Remember, you asked for this. You're the one who came here first. You gave me full consent to do this."

"I d-did."

"Mmhmm. Don't forget to tell Minho that. If he's not a corpse somewhere, that is...he usually isn't this late."

A shiver ran through you as Felix suddenly got up with you still on his cock, his fingers digging into your skin as he took you over to the window. He slid apart the heavy purple curtains with one hand.

"Ah...there he is."

You twisted your neck slightly. Eyes misty with arousal, you could barely make out the shadowy figure approaching. Felix's fingers on your chin forced you to face him again, his smile slightly unsettling.

"He's here. I'll remind you again. This was your choice."

"M-my choice..." You gulped as the door opened, the bells tinkling.

There was silence for a few minutes. Felix's form was blocking the figure in the shop. You made a sound of frustration as you craned your neck, trying to catch a glimpse of this mysterious man, despite the fear enveloping your heart.

"Hm. What do we have here? Felix, I've told you before. Don't bring your playthings into the shop."

Felix turned around, taking you to the counter and setting you on the edge of it, still inside you. The new angle finally let you make eye contact with the man.

Oh, fuck. Almost immediately, you wished you hadn't looked at him. Yes, Felix was scary and slightly unnerving...but this man's aura was a whole new shade of intimidating.

You tried your best to break eye contact, but you couldn't. His stare was mesmerizing, and you almost drooled.

A sharp thrust from Felix snapped you out of your haze.

"She isn't a plaything. She's been coming here for the past week...keeping me company. It gets lonely here when you leave on your little trips, you know."

Minho frowned as he set down the mysterious looking packages he'd been holding, leaning on the heavy oak table. His eyes fell on the open book. He lazily regarded the pages, sighing.

Despite his indifferent expression, when he spoke, his tone was menacing.

"Have you been showing this girl the texts? Felix, you know we're not supposed to fraternize with the mortals. I've let you copulate with some of them, but I've told you time and time again...magic and elements of the otherwordly realm are far too complex for their puny brains to comprehend."

Felix sighed, turning slightly to face his brother but not slowing down. He kept thrusting into you, a hand grasping your breast and fingers gliding over your nipple as he spoke.

"That's just it! This human here is different from the others. For one, once she got over her initial shock and surprise, she even started reading the rituals herself and helping me out around the shop! In fact, that's what we're doing right now, enacting the Interfectorem Inimicus Ritual. She has a silly little rival she wants to get rid of."

Minho sighed, his eyes coming up to meet yours again. You looked away meekly, making a small smirk appear on his features.

Cute.

He rarely found mortals attractive...but this one right here might have to be an exception. Besides, if what Felix said was true, she was special. Maybe she wasn't even a mortal after all...

Minho needed to know if that was true. And there was only one way to find out.

He stalked over calmly, tapping Felix's shoulder.

"Give her to me."

"What?!" Felix's look of confusion mirrored yours.

"You heard me." His gaze drifted slowly to you, a finger sneaking out to trace your jawline. You unknowingly leaned into his touch, shivering at the feeling of his cold fingers.

"Hmm now, kitten...why exactly were you snooping about in the sacred texts?" His gaze was stern as he locked your eyes with his.

"I wasn't s-snooping-"

"Did Lixie here give you permission?"

"I, well...no..." You hated the way his intense stare was making you blurt out the truth, cheeks flushed. "I was just curious, that's all. So I read one of the b-books when he wasn't looking."

"Curious." Minho let go of your chin, chuckling. "Haven't you heard? Curiosity killed the cat." His eyes turned darker. "Although when it comes to this kitty, it might just be something else that leads to her demise..."

You swallowed, a fresh wave of arousal shooting through you as Minho smiled, saccharine sweet.

He glared at Felix, making him let go of you reluctantly.

"I'm going to fuck you now, kitten. Would you like that?"

You looked up at him. There was just something about him...his intensity, his demeanor...combined with his sharp beauty...he had you whiny and needy, keening in just seconds.

"Yes, Master, want you...want you so bad!" You mewled, just as Felix pulled out of you.

"Good girl."

In seconds, he gathered you in his arms, taking you over to the burgundy sofa in the corner of the room. "Now, let's do this ritual the right way, shall we? Felix, light some candles."

"Listen, brother, I really don't think this is a good idea and-"

"Do as I say."

Felix sighed, nodding as he went to gather some candles from the shelf. As he lit each one, his heart shuddered.

The two of them knew something you didn't.

Felix and Minho shared a demonic father, but had different mothers. Felix's mother happened to be human, while Minho's definitely wasn't. It was why Felix was able to have intercourse with humans without rendering them completely insane.

Minho, on the other hand...didn't possess even an ounce of humanity. He was draconian, otherworldly...

Felix glanced back, sadness taking over his features as he watched you, entranced as you stared at him.

He was worried you wouldn't last the night.

Minho leaned down, inhaling. He loved the way the human interacted to his touches, however featherlight they may be. He ran the tip of his fingers over your chin, down between your breasts. His fingers continued their descent until they reached your navel, his lust growing as he dipped his finger in, prompting a soft whimper from you. He fingered your navel gently for a few seconds, before he went even lower...finally reaching your clit.

If you were indeed human, you wouldn't be able to handle him or his cock. If you weren't, though?

The implications of it drove Minho giddy with excitement. He'd never had the pleasure of playing with someone as responsive and adorable as you were. Maybe you could even be his queen when he ascends his father's throne...

He shook his head, snapping himself out of his thoughts. First, he had to make sure of your origins. Then, he'd let himself daydream.

His fingers slowly pushed into your already dripping pussy, an appreciative groan leaving his lips as your soaking walls hugged his digits tightly.

Felix finished with the candles, his own erection growing impossibly harder as the lewd noises your pussy was making filled the room.

He turned, making his way to the sofa and glaring at his brother. He already harbored quite a bit of resentment for the older man, and this only served to deepen his hatred. Why did he have to steal away everything that was his?

Minho pulled his fingers out with a pop, sucking on his digits as he looked over at Felix. Your eyes opened halfway, registering Minho's naked form with some surprise. When did he remove his clothes? Then again, you knew the two men in the room didn't obey the same worldly rules you did.

Minho's eyes drifted down to Felix's erection, tutting under his breath.

"You know what...you can use her mouth, if you like."

Felix grumbled. It was better than nothing, but then again...He didn't want his brother to fuck you at all. Till now, you'd proven to be different from the usual human...most mortals couldn't even see their shop. However, he still felt that slight unease that came with not wanting to see you hurt. He'd only known you for a week but...deep inside, he didn't want to lose you.

Felix led his cock to your lips, eyes searching your lidded ones for discomfort. When he found none, he slid his length past your throat slowly, making you moan.

Minho's thick tip was rubbing at your folds. You could only feel the sensation of his head dragging up and down your slit...but it was more than enough for you to realize that he was bigger than everyone you'd ever had sex with.

When he finally pushed into you, you saw stars in your eyes. The pleasure was overwhelming...so sudden and potent that you screamed, Felix's eyes widening in concern as he pulled out.

"Are you okay?

"Y-yeah! For fuck's sake, it feels so gooooooood-" You choked out, clenching tightly around Minho's huge cock, his thrusts unlike anything you'd ever experienced before. It was almost satanic, the way he plunged into you repeatedly, stretching you out to your absolute limit.

Minho gritted his teeth as he gripped your waist tightly, his head thrown back in pleasure. "Fuck...ironic, but your pussy is heavenly, kitten..."

He moved you up and down his shaft, the feeling of your soft pussy opening up more and more with each stroke driving him crazed with lust. He'd never felt anything like this before.

"Felix, she's so fucking- shit....she's so fucking perfect-"

Felix frowned, sitting back as he watched. He couldn't help the envy from gripping his heart as he watched your pleasure-stricken face, your eyes rolling back in your head as Minho slid his girth deeper, hitting your sweet spot. He didn't want to stay any longer, but he couldn't help it. He really didn't want to leave you alone with his brother.

Minho drove into you faster as he felt his orgasm approaching, spurred on by the way you clenched tightly around him, clearly near your end as well.

"Kitten? 'M going to cum...going to fill your little pussy up..."

You whined, arching your back. "Can I cum, Master?"

He shook his head, growling as he rubbed your clit. "You'll cum when I tell you to."

Minho turned to the side as he kept abusing your pussy, his eyes landing on Felix...chuckling at his hand wrapped around his cock.

"Couldn't help yourself, could you?"

Felix let out a moan as he continued jerking himself off, standing up. He didn't care anymore...you looked so perfect like this, completely naked and at their mercy, mouth wide open and ready for him to use.

He came closer and shoved his cock down your throat roughly, not giving you time to adjust as he started fucking into you, his high close. You choked, caught off guard, but quickly got over it. Determined to be a good girl for them, you hollowed your cheeks and sucked on Felix's cock desperately, even as you tried to stave off your orgasm.

His length twitched in your mouth, and before you knew it, you felt warm cum spurting down your throat. Felix groaned, pulling out slowly.

"Felix, now. Get my blade and the book."

"Wait, what?"

"She's the one. I can tell. Quick. We need to get her blood at the exact time she hits her high, or I won't be able to complete my ritual."

"Wait- no! This is Y/n's ritual, the one for her rival. It's lower magic. The one you want to do...Come on, brother! You have to think before making a decision like this, you can't just make her your bride...we have to get Y/n's permission, too-"

Minho growled, his eyes flashing red as he glared at Felix. "I'm not performing a wedding ritual or anything, brother. I'm simply preserving her essence-"

Felix shook his head. His heart was thudding- he'd figured it out too, just like his brother had. You weren't mortal. You were special...and that meant Minho wanted to find out what exactly you were.

He felt sick as he thought of you getting married to his brother. No. You belonged here on Earth, with your family and your friends-

With him.

Before he could react, Minho's hand had materialized the exact knife he wanted.

Encrusted with rubies and made of demonic steel, the blade was far sharper than the one Felix had been teasing you with before.

Minho let go of your waist to grab your hand, bringing it up to his face. His hips continued their assault, making you whine and whimper.

Half the things they said were making no sense, and you were scared and yet...aroused, at the same time. You didn't know what was going on, but you wanted to listen to the man above you. You wanted to do everything he said, wanted to be his little pet...wanted to be his. Your brain felt like it was slowly getting rid of all rationality, the feeling of his cock making you whine louder.

"Kitten...I'm going to make a tiny little cut, right here on your finger. Is that okay?"

You nodded desperately, and Minho smiled at you in approval.

"Cum."

You finally let go, the pleasure washing over you in a tidal wave as you shook, convulsing with electricity as Minho drove the blade into the tip of your finger just enough to let out a few drops of blood.

Felix reluctantly conjured up an empty potion vial, capturing the drop with ease.

Minho lifted your finger to his mouth, sucking on the digit and running his tongue over the wound repeatedly. The metallic taste of your blood was the final push he needed to cum, thrusting deeper as he spilled himself into you.

When he let go of your finger, all the pain had disappeared. You noticed your finger was healed...the skin just as clean and soft as it was before.

You whined as he pulled out, conjuring another vial to gather some of your mixed fluids that was leaking out from between your thighs. He yawned as he handed it to Felix, who corked it with a frown on his face, setting it next to the vial with your blood in it. He knew what Minho wanted to do...he wanted to perform a ritual with the vials, wanted to make sure you were the one for him. It wasn't a wedding ritual by any means...but it was a pre-requisite, and the thought saddened Felix. Maybe his feelings for you were deeper than he'd thought.

Slowly, Minho gathered you into his arms, patting your hair gently and kissing your forehead.

"You were a good kitten, Y/n. How are you feeling?"

"I'm f-feeling okay..."

Minho made a face of delight at Felix. "She can still talk and formulate sentences!" He mouthed, prompting a half-hearted smile from his brother.

"D'you want to cuddle?"

You pouted. "Mmhmm! But..I want Lix to come cuddle too."

Felix looked up at that, his eyes widening.

You still wanted him?

Minho met his eyes, giving him a small smile. "Sure, baby. Lix can come cuddle as well."

You grinned, looking over at Felix and making grabby hands. Giggling, the boy quickly dropped onto the couch, wrapping his arms around your torso and humming in content.

"You know..I don't mind sharing her." Minho whispered, his fingers still stroking your hair. "Really?" Felix asked, looking down at you.

"If she wants to be shared, that is."

"I don't mind!" You chirped. "Life is boring here, anyway. Where did you guys say you lived again?"

The two men shared a look.

Minho sighed as he stroked your hair. "I can't wait to introduce you to our dad."

"Your dad?"

"Yep! Don't worry, he's nice. And I think he'd like you."

You frowned slowly as you remembered something Felix had told you. Snippets of their conversation flashed through your brain as your stomach filled with something akin to dread and anticipation.

"Who did you say your dad was, again?"

"Oh, what? Ah, that doesn't really matter. He's just the king of the Underworld."

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heyheyheyhaikyu · 3 years

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TFF

twenty four - nickname

⚠︎︎𝚆𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝⚠︎︎

Kuroo had stayed awake through the night, unable to find sleep as he restlessly imagined how the day ahead would go. How will he react? Does he even feel the same? Questions towered in his mind as he laid awake.

The sun was already beginning to rise by the time sleep finally found its way to him. The few hours he slept in the morning he managed was enough to get him energized and ready to take on the day.

A message dinged on his phone and woke him from his light sleep.

He shook his head with a chuckle, putting his phone down. After a nice shower, he got dressed and headed out to the park. Kenma and Lev already happened to be there setting up a few things.

“Oh, you guys are already here?” Kuroo said as he slid into his secret area.

“I figured you weren't going to be able to sleep last night, so I thought maybe we should get an early start for you,” Kenma said without looking up from what he was doing.

“Honestly, how do you know me so well?” Kuroo sighed and shock his head with a smile.

“Well, it's not like we’ve been friends since we were little kids or anything,” Kenma said sarcastically.

Kuroo rolled his eyes and lightly shoved Kenmas shoulder. “Oh yeah, definitely not.”

“Well, what's your vision, big man?” Lev asked as he slapped Kuroo on the back.

“I feel like its lame, but here.” He showed the two a few photos to get the idea across.

They worked for a few hours, putting lights up, getting blankets and pillows laid down and just getting everything put together like Kuroo had imagined.

“Wow, it's really coming together guys!” Kuroo said excitedly.

“Do you know when Bokuto and Tsukishima are supposed to get here?” Lev asked.

Just as that was said, the two poked their heads in. “What was that about us?” Bokuto asked with a bright smile as he walked over and slung his arm around Kuroos shoulder.

“Nothing interesting, but that’s kinda hard to do about you anyway.” Kuroo nudged with a teasing smile.

“Ah- I'll have you know I'm the most interesting one of us here,” Bo said with a huff and crossed his arms.

“Sure you are.”

Everyone laughed and shook their heads at the twos banter while Bo just rolled his eyes and ignored Kuroo for a few minutes until he forgot about the incident.

It all seemed to be going smoothly. Bo and Tsuki brought a screen and projector to add to the setup. Everything looked perfect and just how Kuroo had imagined.

Since everything was ready to go, the group decided to go get a small meal together. The walk was nice and refreshing. It was nice to be able to really talk to Bo and Tsuki, catching up on everything going on in their lives.

As they were all sitting in the small café, a familiar face walked through the door. Lev and Tsuki were the two that saw him and they tried to discreetly hide and not be seen.

“What are you two doing? You look insane,” Kuroo said with a confused look.

“A wild y/n just walked through the door.”

“Oh shit- umm... just stay calm and try to act normal. Maybe he won't see us and just leave?”

“Yeah, I don’t think that’s going to work.”

*****

Ah, a nice refreshing boba and a sandwich sound so good right now. The past few days have been weird to say the least. Everyone had been just sort of weird...? Honestly, I don’t know what Kuroo has planned, but I can only assume it’ll be... something.

I ordered my drink and sandwich on auto pilot, lost in my head. Once I got my order, I turned to look for an empty table I could yoink.

Across the room sat all of my friends in the corner booth. My head spun with confusion and hurt. What are they all doing here? Why wasn't I invited?

Bo had been avoiding me all day and wouldn’t even talk to me at practice this morning. What if this thing Kuroo wanted to talk to me about was the fact that they all hate me now and don’t what to be friends with me any- No, stop thinking like that, y/n. Just go over there and ask them. It's not that hard of an issue to figure out.

I shrugged off my thoughts from a second ago and walked to the corner they were in. “Hey guys, what are you all doing here?” I shot them a confused smile as I leaned against Kuroo and looked at him, trying not to think too hard about why I hadn't been invited.

“O-oh! Hi y/n,” Kuroo stuttered out. It was clear he was nervous about something.

“Uh hi?” I raised an eyebrow at him. “Am I intruding on something?”

“No, not at all!” Bo yelled excitedly, making us all flinch.

“Well in that case do you mind if I join you guys? But if you were getting ready to leave or anything, no need to feel pressured. You guys are obviously up to something.”

“Nono, we just got here a few minutes ago. Please feel free to sit,” he said patting his lap with a smirk plastered onto his pretty face.

I rolled my eyes and pushed him over, sitting on the end next to him. “In your dreams, kitten.” The nickname slipped passed my lips with ease and before I even knew what I had said, everyone was looking at the two of us like:

I glanced up at them after taking a bite of my sandwich. “What’s with the staring, geez. If you guys need me to leave your little secret meeting I can, but just stop looking at me like that,” I said as my forehead crinkled in confusion. I glanced at Kuroo to see him blushing a crimson red.

I thought back over the last minute, trying to pinpoint what happened. Realization struck and I burst out laughing. “Oh, this is about your nickname,” I snickered. “I didn’t even realize I said it, but I also thought I had said it around all of you guys already.” I looked out them and we all laughed.

From there forward, it was smooth sailing. Conversation flowed smoothly and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves.

I glanced down at my watch and sighed. “Hate to leave you guys so soon, but I have a couple meetings I have to call into from home.” I frowned and started to stand up. “Oh hey, Kuroo, so this “surprise” at the park tonight. What time are you thinking? I'm afraid I won't be free for quite a while with these status report meetings. It might be late before I can meet up. Is that okay?”

“Oh yeah, that’s perfect actually. Just call or text me when you’re on your way.” He smiled and gave my hand a little squeeze before I stood up.

I smiled back at him and ruffled his hair as I said my goodbyes and headed out.

Geez, it's been a long day already and I bet it's only going to get worse. I sighed and walked home. The sky was bright, without a single cloud accenting the vibrant shade of blue.

****

Everyone seemed to relax more once y/n left. The relentless teasing about his nickname and interactions with y/n made him blush a bright red once again.

“You’re so soft for him- it's kinda sickening honestly,” Kenma complained.

“Y/n almost never gives me head pats anymore,” Bo whined.

“Yeah, I think it's pretty clear that you won't have any trouble sealing the deal tonight,” Tsuki said.

“Who really knows? Y/n is an affectionate person and it's hard to really pinpoint what he thinks about you. He’s too good at hiding his emotions towards people,” Bo said as he sipped his drink.

“I’ll never know if I don’t ask, right?” Kuroo said with a smile as he stood up and started cleaning up the table.

“I agree. I'm only saying don’t assume anything too fast or you’ll just end up getting yourself hurt.”

Kuroo nods and after getting everything cleaned up, the group heads out and goes to the store before splitting up and heading in their separate directions.

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☞ Fateful encounters happen all the time. When you find yourself after a bad breakup getting pressured by friends into making an online dating profile, you give in and do it. The fateful encounter to come wasn’t quite what you were expecting though.

A/N: this took a while, but oh well- hopefully it’s not horrible. The party really begins next update😌

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rhetorical-ink · 3 years

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BNHA Chapters 298 - 302: "JUST WATCH ME." [MANGA SPOILERS]

Horikoshi really loves family drama, doesn't he?

I'm not complaining; while we meme the Keeping Up with the Todoroki's and joke whether Deku is the actual protagonist or not at this point (remember, he joked Shoto was more like a typical Shonen MC), Horikoshi does an excellent job with using the Todoroki family to represent themes of forgiveness, retribution, abuse, and how the family of a hero functions in the "ranked" hero society of BNHA, and how it can and does have negative implications.

There's been a lot of posts about the Todorokis, but one thing that stands out to me is that phrase above. "Just watch me."

The idea of how Endeavor, Shoto, Dabi, and the Todorokis are "seen" is something Horikoshi has done with intriguing implications...and is interestingly tying Hawks to as well in all this.

SHOTO:

I like that Chapter 298 starts with this shot of how Shoto has "seen" his father. There is SO much on this page to unpack: How Horikoshi frames the side of Shoto's scar with Endeavor and his scar instead, how Shoto only sees his father's back while he's on hero duty, and can't see the face of his father, and then, conveniently -- how Hawks is in this page as well. That's not a mistake or random coincidence on Horikoshi's part.

And in comes Dabi to complicate the situation (in true, "extra" Dabi fashion). Shoto makes the connection that Dabi is how Shoto viewed himself, full of rage and hatred -- until he met someone like Deku, who helped him see past all of that. I like that we at least get a tie-in to our main character of the series. Pat yourself on the back, Horikoshi.

It's also interesting to note the text that Dabi's "been watching" -- again, Just Watch Me -- the family this entire time, waiting to strike; even sending villains to attack the Todoroki family and actively try to dismantle it.

If anything, Dabi only strengthened Shoto's resolve to aid Endeavor. Shoto saw first-hand just how rattled his father became when confronted by Touya's existence. He even called Endeavor "dad" for the first time. He realized that Dabi was who Shoto could have become -- it's a neat parallel to the High End Endeavor fought; Enji related that Nomu to a "possible future" that could have happened to him. Shoto is viewing Dabi the same way.

By the end of Chapter 302, we get Shoto reaching out to offer his hand in helping Endeavor confront and stop his brother from hurting more people. However, notice Shoto still cannot face his father directly; his eyes aren't meeting the sobbing ones of Endeavor. He can't "just watch" his father yet. But it's a nice callback to him telling Deku that "even heroes cry sometimes," and that he doesn't think of Enji as less of a hero for crying.

DABI AND ENDEAVOR:

Dabi is shown in these chapters to be looking over his new burns; you can see in how Horikoshi shades them in how they've grown on his body. I put Dabi and Endeavor together in this section because both are quite similar. Notice, too, on this page that Dabi is asking his family to "take a real good look at me..." Just Watch Me, again.

Endeavor is not meant in these chapters to get off free for his actions; the abuse he administers and his descent into obsession are on full display for us the audience to see. But so is the descent of Touya as well. Of course, Touya is a product of his environment and genetics, as he says himself he inherits a lot of his personality traits and power from his father, which is intriguing because he's quite self-loathing about it in expressing his hatred toward "Enji Todoroki," whom (like Shoto) he can't "see" as his father, now.

It's worth noting these two pages back-to-back and Horikoshi does an amazing job conveying emotions in just the eyes of these characters, with hardly any dialogue:

Innocence in Natsu and Shoto, the growing cold apathy in Touya, the obsession and desperation in Endeavor, how All Might is portayed as emotionless with his eyes blacked out, Rei's fear and hopelessness in the situation of it all, and then finally the very notion of Dabi crying.

That when Dabi gets emotional, he can't stop crying.

Horikoshi tying the one thing that allows Dabi to show emotion be the one thing he forcibly removes is masterful. I predict by the end of this series Dabi having streams of blood running down his face in place of tears, and I'm not sure I'm ready for it.

And then, there's this page:

The "Look at me" panel here is basically a parallel of Endeavor's "Just Watch Me" from the top of this and it gives me chills. Horikoshi tries to put in little pumpkin-headed baby Shoto for levity, but the damage is done. This is truly the moment that Dabi is born. The proceeding chapters are just more on his development.

It's an interesting symbolic contrast: Endeavor's "Just Watch Me" was his first phrase as the #1 hero, a status he had always dreamed of -- while Touya's "Look at Me" is his first phrase as a villain, a status created from his dreams being crushed.

And for one final moment where Horikoshi utilizes that "look at me" moment with the Todoroki family, there's these moments from Chapter 302:

The usage of light, shadows, and how the characters are "looking" is again, masterful. Rei barely being able to look Enji in the face -- except to call him out on running away from the problem -- Endeavor's face either being in shadows or turned away from Shoto and the others, alienating himself; Shoto wide-eyed and facing the situation with innocence; Touya, originally with his face not shown to the camera -- we finally see that while playing with his siblings, he was indeed watching Endeavor and Shoto. That he's always been watching, as Shoto noted previously.

HAWKS:

And then there's the honorary member of the Todoroki family, Hawks, who conveniently slides himself into the drama throughout these chapters. When Hawks was introduced, it was alongside Endeavor as the new #1 hero, and it was revealed at the time (during the Nomu fight) that Hawks had also "always been watching Endeavor." The difference is he was watching Endeavor fail to become the #1 hero, despite all his years of trying; whereas Shoto and Touya watched Endeavor fail as a father for several years, and seemingly not trying. Fun parallels, right?

But that's not the only parallel Hawks has with the Todoroki's and the symbolism of "sight." If you look in Chapter 299, you'll notice that despite the seemingly clairvoyant eyes that Hawk's mother has; a trait that Hawks inherits through his feathers, she never directly looks at Hawks (until a moment below) and like Endeavor, Hawk's father has his back to his family most of the time.

In fact, the only time the mother actually "looks" at Hawks is when she tells him that his abusive father was arrested by Endeavor. Notice the way that Endeavor, the hero, is shown looking at Hawks in this moment:

Hawks has always been an interesting and engaging foil to Dabi -- it's poetic; the son of the villain becoming a hero as the son of the hero becomes a villain. No wonder Hot Wings is such a great ship, right?

But the way Hawks "sees" Endeavor is different than Shoto and the others. I do find it interesting that Hawks asks Endeavor if he gave Shoto the scar on his face, and doesn't seem horrified by Endeavor's acts. Maybe that's because he's blinded by the "hero" version of Endeavor that he used to cope through his own abuse as a child? If so, the concept of being "blinded" while watching is an intriguing concept.

In any case, Hawks is serving a a bridge between the Hero Endeavor and the father Enji and connecting those two personas together alongside the Todorokis, specifically Shoto. The phrase "Just Watch Me" is going to become even more important now that all eyes are literally on Endeavor and his next move as the #1 hero.

I'm curious at this point how Endeavor, Hawks, the Todorokis, and Best Jeanist (who is just a proxy in all this denim drama) will respond to the demand for a statement. I'm sure Horikoshi is going to put a positive spin on it for the sake of our heroes...and it's going to drive Dabi even more insane.

But more insanity and pain? That's Horikoshi's style, right?

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tt205 · 4 years

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LAN XICHEN x READER

Summary: Your somewhat boyish behavior always bothered many , especially now whole of Gusu Lan Clan was pissed with you . Sharing feelings with Lan Xichen is something that brought you quite close this days . Will love be enough to cover up all of your 'flaws' ?

Requested? : YES by rozesdanze and I'm apologizing again for this late upload .

WARNINGS: minor cursing, low self esteem , slight bullying nothing that may trigger you too much .

Words count : 3.440

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You always were a free spirited person , not caring much about what everyone gotta say and just minding your own business while offering a helping hand where it was needed .

It was your nature , something you couldn't change.

Sometimes people told you to be more "feminine " or "act like a girl of your age " your somewhat boyish behavior bothering them .

You didn't mind it at all .

You grew up with only male friends except for Jiang Yanli and that's why you have adopted this 'strange for a girl ' behavior .

Everything was fine until you entered The Gusu Lan Clan Sect's area in the Cloud Recesses.

Your not so much disciplined ways of living bothered Lan Qiren and the rest of the ladies , that were supposed to be studying there and not gossip around .

It firstly started as comments now and then " dress like a girl " " style your hair like a girl " " why are you not wearing your hairpins ?" And such .

You brushed off the first couple of weeks but when the whole student community started making fun of you , you couldn't take it any more .

Your pride was indeed hurt .

If Wei Wuxian wasn't there you would have left this hell of a place and return back in Yumeng Clan, your hometown.

He was supportive as always , reassuring you that everything was fine with you and that you didn't have to change yourself in order to be accepted by others .

Your own self is what makes you unique.

If someone doesn't likes your real self then they dont deserve being with you .

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You passed through the hallways trying to get in class when a group of so-good-for-nothing girls blocked your way .

A short girl two years older than you spoke first with this high pitched voice that make you want to slap her straight in the face "oh y/n I pity you so much .. how will you be able to find a good match in the future with such a poor manner set ? Tsts" she chuckled making your eyes go wide at her rudeness.

"I'm sure I will have more possibilities to find one than you .. I may not have the good manners you are claiming to have yourself but at least i am not rude with people i know nothing about " you answer her back bowing your head and trying to move through them .

"Move !" You ordered one of her side chicks Ling the stupid one .

" Oh my goodness.. this is not a way a lady should talk to another y/n " another one of her bitches talked.

You glared at her trying to push Ling to the side.

" why are you even talking to her Feng ? She cant even walk in a proper way yet not even get dressed up as a lady of her status she is a waste of time .. better let her become a puppet of her stupid friend the Yiling Patriarch-- "

"If you ever curse on Wei Wuxian in front of me I ll make sure to shut your mouth with my fist ! He is not making puppets to your information he is just controlling the Yin iron with skills you wish you could have ! Now move out of my sight !" You tell them totally pissed of .. you grab your sword case trying to put some sense in them but they dont seem to mind

" Stupid bitch no one will ever love you in this way ! Every one will pity your for being an unmarried pathetic bitch! In the end even your own family will abandon you - oh I forgot you've got none! " She curses at you and you feel like something is twisted to your core .

2 thing are what you hate the most 1. having people pitying you or telling you that they do and 2. People talking about your family .

That's it , before giving it a second thought you uncover your cased sword harshly .

You move it to your untied hair grabbing a fistful of them before moving the blade on them.

" 1st of all you are not even in the place to think about my family lowly peasant! Do you think that no one in here knows about your relationship with an already married man? " you ask her and she widens her eyes .

"secondly this is for you ! I'm a woman of my status and none my hair , clothing or manners can prove it otherwise! At least I'm not someone's slut!" You close your eyes before moving the blade in one sift motion and cutting half of your hair's length shortening it to shoulder's length.

"Now fuck off and don't dare to look at my direction again emptyheaded bitch!" You scream at her throwing all the hair on her face before making your way back to your room .

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3 hours have passed since the incident and no one has reached for you yet .

"Good" you thought, because reconsidering your action you've broken more that 6 of Gusu lan clan's rules and show disrespect to your rank status by cutting your hair .

Before realizing it you heard someone knocking on your door "shit" you cursed in your brain , moving to the doorframe and opening the door only to come face to face with the Clan-leader-to-be Lan Xichen.

You bowed your head , forcing a smile on as you rubbed your hands together to sooth your embarrassment, way too shy to look your 'crush' to the eyes .

"Greeetings Zewu Jun " you said moving aside and making room for him to enter .

"Lan Qiren asked me to bring you to him" he said the smile that always hugged his features non apparent anymore.

"Your uncle?" You asked wishing to get a 'no' as an answer..

"Unfortunately yes !" He said looking down the floor .

After putting on your cloaks , you both made your way out of your room and moved to Lan Qiren's residence.

After a really long chat with him you were free to go NOT REALLY .

He asked Xichen to take you himself to the library in order to make 1.500 copies of the latest book he bought this year.

You sighed again in the thought of the pain your arm will have after finishing this task , only to earn one of Xichen's concerned glances .

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As soon as seating down to your used by many times spot , you grabbed the pen and deeped it into the new-cut ink .

5 hours passed since you first started copying books and despite having nothing actually to do xichen seemed rather occupied.

You gave him a questionable look as you leaned your head in your hands looking to his place .

"You knew that this was going to put you in trouble y/n , why doing such a thing just to prove them wrong?" You raised your head upon hearing this words leaving Xichen's mouth , not formality in them , just casual talking.

" they have been getting on my nerves for more than 2 months I couldn't bear it -" you tried to explain yourself but he interrupted you

" You could have just come to me right from the beginning!" He looked pissed and you sifted in you seat shivering from the tone in his voice .

This man surely had some nerve in him, being more than a head taller than you was something that from the very start make it clear that you could better not get in any trouble with him .

Seeing his genuine and kind nature made you loose down your walls , allowing your heart to form feelings for him and now you are here unable to form a single word without stuttering in between.

" Y/n ? Cant you see it ?" He asked and you gave him a confused face in defense .

"What do you mean-?"

" I - i do care about you y/n , watching the others making your life a living hell including my uncle drives me crazy ! I tried so many times to show you how i feel about you just to give you a shelter, a safe place but you are not getting it " he sighed to himself clearly frustrated.

He removed a strand of hair out of his face looking to your not so calm face that was by now painted in a really deep shade of read .

Being the lil tease he secretly is , he wanted to get you even more freaked out by little .

He looked into your eyes with this calm face of his while saying " I love you y/n " and then returning to his desk and grabbing back his pen .

" I love you too " you said loud enough to even have the bunnies hear too outside , the silence inside the room making an echo to your voice .

In quick realization you moved your palm to your mouth clapping it fast and shutting down the curses about your stupidity that were ready to spill out .

" What ?" He asked in a teasing tone lifting his body higher and then sitting up completely moving to your place until he was studying right in front of you hovering some heads above you and then repeating then same question calmly.

This drove you crazy .

" How can a person be so calm in a situation like that ? " you screamed out loud mostly to yourself before reaching in front you and pinching the skin of his lower thigh .

You looked up to his face as he let out a high peached scream of pain "Lan Xichen you are driving me insane!"

You pinched him again with both hands now only to have him beg to be left in peace "Please y/n don't do this ! " he half laughed half screamed for the poor skin of his legs before reaching down and grabbing both your wrists once you didn't stop after his begs.

You squirmed in his grip before he moved both wrists to his lips , kissing the skin there and putting them back down the surface of your desk .

Your mouth was hanging open , such a big skin contact all of sudden leaving you shooked.

" I have done 14 copies of the book you are copying.. I'm taking a break for now but I'm returning back in 15 minutes straight! You continue your work little girl " he said before blinking his eye to you and moving out of the library .

"Excuse me ?! " you screamed as loud as you could looking both to your wrists and his distant form .

"This man is gonna drive me crazy sooner than I thought " you told yourself before returning to your work .

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It's been 4 days since you started dealing with your punishment and you already have 276 copies ready to go but way more many on the way .

Today is a special day for Gusu lan Clan and it's students so it's the perfect opportunity for you to take a break tonight.

Gusu Lan Clan's biggest has come and you are now getting ready to attention the lantern festival with Wei Wuxian been apart for so many days making you miss him to death .

A sudden knock on the door made you jump on your spot .

Waiting for Wuxian you opened without asking for the person outside.

To your huge surprise there was not Wei Wuxian but Lan Xichen .

" I'm allowed to go in the festival today ! I asked your uncle this morning! You cannot keep me here- " you rushed to say to afraid of loosing your only chance out .

" I'm here to take you out myself so that you can return to the library straight after the ceremony finishes , my uncle has no intention searching for you so he sent me to make sure that there will be no way for you to sneak out " he said calmly giving you a teasing smile .

You looked around searching for Wei Wuxian but there you found him next to Lan Wangji holding a paper lantern together.

You giggled at the view of Wuxian's flashed cheeks when his hand touched Wangji's accidentally.

The moment when all of the lighting lanterns had to fly to the sky arrived so you moved to catch the one in front of you but regretted it at the sight of Xichen doing the same .

You felt shy at your silly mistake don't understanding that the lantern wasn't for you but for him and you bowed in discomfort cursing to yourself for making you look even more stupid to him .. your fucking crush .

" I think this is for the both of us y/n " he told you taking your hands in his making you catch some part of the paper .

" Every one can make a wish as their lantern will make their way up ! I'm sure that each and every wish of yours will be fulfilled in the near future and luck will always saw a good face to you and your loved ones ! This year was one of educational progress, health and wisdom. I hope that all of you will follow the path we Gusu Lan Clan taught you about , a path of righteousness, fairness and virtue. Now I'll count up to 5 so all of you will have to prepare your lanterns! " Lan Qiren announced making you look around for some fire to put in the light .

"One" he started

"Two" the lantern was ready to go so you thought about making a wish

" I wish y/n would give me a chance to prove my sincere feelings for her while living and following the path of the good , avoiding the sinful road and having zero regrets. " the man next to you whispered mostly to himself with closed eyes as he hold onto your lantern tightly.

Your eyes blinked twice the having the man you wish to call yours one day admitting his feelings again .

" I wish I'll become a woman of my status so I can let myself be loved by the man I love without minding if I'll ruin his reputation with my inappropriate image " you whispered to both to him and to yourself, admitting how you really felt with this complicated situation .

You didn't want to change yourself, no not at all, but you just hopped the time could change you into what you could call ideal woman , wife , without feeling much pain in the progress.

It was true , him loving you would ruin his and the Gusu Lan Clan's reputation .

The future Clan Leader having feelings for a punk?

A girl with no manners?

Without a family and depending only on Yumeng Sect and her uncle ?

Sometimes you wished you were different, somewhat like your cousin Yanli but no , in the end you wouldn't be you , you would be someone fake .

You would be someone even more miserable.

You are clearly confused by now .

Shall I change and become what the world around me wants to or be myself and let them talk shit without minding a bit ?

The 1st one is the easy way , but the 2nd one is what will make you struggle but be you at the very last .

"Three " Lan Qiren spoke as you tried to regain your composure and focus .

"Four " all of the disciplines lifted their lanterns up readying them once more .

"Y/n would you like to be the person I call home from now on ?" Xichen asked you .

"I can't-"

" Yes you can ! If there is love in between everything can be worked out !" He cut you

" Is there any love from your side y/n ?" He asked you and you didn't want a second more to know the answer

"Yes there is "

" See ? There is no reason you can't let me love you , call you mine , make you the person I want to return after the storm . I want to be the person you need , you love , I want to be your everything, would you allow me to do that ? "

" Don't you mind I'm who I am ? "

"Five! Let them go and fly high " Lan Qiren called and you did as you were told

"No , I don't . I love you for who you really are y/n not for who I want you to be " Xichen said making you look down the floor to afraid to be loved but at the same time loose who you really love .

"I really like you , no I can say that I love you , everything you do . And all I want is to protect and take you home with me .

Will you come and live in Gusu with me ?

I wanna be with you forever and even though it's really early to say would you like to marry me one day ?

I'm sure that even though you are not my uncle's favorite person out there he will accept the fact that we want to be together.

We can call your uncle to come and set a marriage for us in the years to follow .

I will give you as much time as you feel like taking but I want to make my feelings clear to you from the very beginning.

Would you like to marry me and be the next Gusu Lan Clan's Leader wife ? " he asked always to rushed as his cheeks took a red color painting his pale skin .

"Yes I would love to ! Even if i could marry every man on earth you would be my one and only choice in every lifetime and every dimension I could live , I would choose you again"

You answer him with a little smile in the end as both of you hugged gaining glares from all the people around you .

" Does this mean that we are official?" He asked

"I guess so " you told his hiding you face in his strong torso .

" FELLOW HUMANS IM GETTING MARRIED TO MY BELOVED Y/N I WISH YOU ALL CAN MAKE IT TO OUR MARRIAGE IN THE NEAR FUTURE !" He screamed making you punch him lightly in his lower abdomen as he fake screamed in pain .

" That means that we will be siblings by law y/n?" Wuxian asked while jumping his way to your derection happily

" What do you mean A-Xian?" You asked confused .

" We are getting married too brother !" Lan Wangji said as both yours and Xichen's jaw dropped open .

" Congratulations!" Both of you screamed out loud as you went hugging them .

The four of you hugged while jumping together but then there he came Jiang Cheng.

" That means I'm the only single bird rn? Thanks guys thanks!" He said while glaring at you four .

" No you are not sweetheart!" Nie Huaisang appeared giving Cheng a misiviews smile before hiding his now flashed cheeks behind his fan .

" BOLD OF YOU TO ASSUME THAT I'M THAT DESPERATE! I BETTER BE PUNCHED IN THE FACE BY WEN QING AGAIN RATHER THAN DATING YOU ! " Jiang Cheng screamed in Huiesung's face before storming away in order to search for his short tempered other half Wen Qing .

" There we go again " Wuxian said

" Yes there we go again " you added and the four of you started laughing until tears formed in your eyes and too little oxygen was making it's way into your lungs.

This is the best feeling.

Be with people that you love and love you ,

Without loosing faith in you ,

Without wanting to make you someone else ,

Without wanting to control you

People that love you unconditionally.

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thestarrynightgazer · 5 years

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I love them so much, it hurts.

Just a little fic celebrating this crackship i picked out of nowhere, so here they are. :)

Special thanks to @galfridus1 for being my beta for this fic! Love lots!

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Estarossa glanced at his phone with a sigh, face flushed with the idea his mind had given him. However, he simply couldn't sit still without working on the project he had decided was necessary. He stuffed his phone back in his pocket, not bothering to exit the gallery, the picture of a young man with long silver hair and sapphire eyes eventually disappearing from the screen as it went pitch black.

His workspace was a mess. Zeldris had constantly complained about how messy it was but he couldn't bring himself to care since he knew exactly where to find what he needed. Containers of different kinds of paint were lying everywhere, some particular brands were on the floor, while some were on tables along with brushes he could no longer count.

The paintings he had were everywhere as well, some finished ones and things that he would never complete were lined up to the side, while those he liked a lot, or those projects he had for himself were on the wall. His favourite was a painting of him and his brothers, it was difficult to miss since it was the biggest canvas on the wall and the first thing one would see upon entering the room.

He wrinkled his nose, the smell of different paints lingering around the room as he decided to open the window before picking up an empty canvas. for the moment, he ignored how messy all his things were, picking up the materials he needed to start his project.

He shut his eyes, the image of Simon in his mind rather clearer than anticipated. From the shape of his face, the color of his eyes, the direction where the strands of his hair fell as a memory of his laughing flashed before his eyes. He smiled at the memory, Simon had been laughing back then as he shared the pranks Meliodas use to pull off on him and Zeldris, he had looked so beautiful then.

He bit his lower lip, looking at empty canvas, before picking up the brush he needed to start his painting. His hand and the brush danced gracefully over the canvas, staining the once pure white surface with colors as he finally gave it some use. He was far too focused on his work, not even noticing that paint had started to stain his hands, cheeks and nose and even his shirt as he went on.

From the clothes he wore, the color of his skin, to the strands of his hair, he paid close attention to it, wanting nothing but to perfect the image in his head. He always enjoyed painting hairs, although it was what took most of his time, usually spending hours in lighting and shading until he was satisfied. It was his first time painting Simon’s hair, and he loved how it was in a shade of silver with a hint of blue, a color only slightly different from his own.

He didn't notice the time that passed at all, had it been minutes? Hours? Probably hours, but he didn't bother to check. He usually stepped back to look at his progress, going to the bathroom once in a while, sometimes going to the fridge to pick up something to eat.

Before he knew it, he only had to color the eyes before finishing it, usually he painted them first, not understanding why he saved it for last this time.

He picked a paintbrush up again, dipping it over the paint with exactly the same hue as Simon's eyes, painting for the first layer before moving with the lighting and shading. He hoped he'd be able to capture the shine they usually had, he usually did, but the perfectionis within him were starting to give he doubts.

He took a deep breath, taking a step backwards as he looked at the painting, smiling to himself as he saw the results. He might notice some things tomorrow about it and add some finishing touches but he was happy at the result.

He took the phone out of his pocket again, swallowing nervously to see Meliodas' missed calls and one missed call from Zeldris.

At least he was done for today.

"What's the point of coming to a bar when you're not gonna drink?" Simon laughed, wiping few glasses as Estarossa glared at him, sitting by the counter as a glass was left untouched in front of him, the ice melting slowly.

"You know why I won't."

"Yeah, you made an absolute fool of yourself once---"

"Simon." He cut him off, face starting to burn red. He had absolutely no memory of what had happened, all he knew was that he got dragged here once after his classmates found out Meliodas owned this bar, he got too drunk and one of the staff finally contacted his brother about what was going on. Simon took care of him while waiting for Meliodas to pick him up. The following day, Alioli had been nice enough to send him pictures of what he did.

He was absolutely embarrassed, personally going to the bar to apologize to the staff and particularly to Simon for what he did. The taller silverette had laughed of course, telling him he had experienced far more worse.

It didn't sound reassuring, he just wanted the earth to swallow him whole.

He was thankful however, it had been the reason he had met Simon. He had tried to make it up to him though and they eventually became close friends. That's when he realized that things do happen for a reason.

"Estarossa! Stop flirting with the bartender and join us!" Arden laughed from his table, Estarossa blushing before cursing under his breath, not really wanting to drink tonight. With a sigh, he drank what was in the glass in front of him, it mostly tasted like water now.

"I am not held responsible for whatever kind of nonsense you'll see today."

"Don't worry that much, I'll look after you just like before." He chuckled, the shorter silverette eventually excusing himself.

Estarossa immediately knew it was a mistake to step in the bar. He was sure he was going to regret having more than a single glass, his tolerance just wasn’t as good as his brothers.

He groaned, having no memory of the previous night at all as he buried his face in his pillow. His head was aching, and he promised himself for the second time that he would never drink again. He was good at keeping promises, the peer pressure on this one was just annoying.

He didn't want to check his phone…He was sure Alioli or Arden had sent him pictures of his nonsense already.

"Oh, good morning Estarossa!" He lifted his bed off the pillow, hearing Elizabeth as he pushed himself off the mattress. The woman smiled at him, bringing him a glass of water and he immediately knew it was for him.

"You shouldn't have---"

"No, it's fine… you looked pretty awful last night." His face burned red, not really remembering anything at all. He just murmured his thanks, drinking the water that was given to him and feeling like he had been thirsty for ages.

He really wanted to no longer live in the mansion, Meliodas was married and it felt awkward to be around. However, the blonde had insisted for him to stay after Zeldris started living with Arthur, saying such big house felt lonely with only the two of them.

"Umm… where's Meliodas by the way?" He asked, knowing that his brother probably had picked him up. He should contact Simon soon, to thank him after promising to look after him.

"He hasn’t been home since last night, he went out with his friends, according to Elaine anyway." That made him confused, then who brought him home? No one else could have picked him up but Meliodas.

"One of the staff members from the bar were nice enough to call a taxi to get you home, it was getting late so I asked him to stay for tonight as well." He had seemingly forgot about his headache as his mind started screaming. His painting, his painting! Simon is here! He'll see his painting! He just knows that it's Simon!

"Where is he?" He asked immediately, his heart beating rapidly at the idea of him seeing the painting. He just can't! He wouldn’t know how to explain it!

"He wanted to wait for you to wake up before he left so I allowed him to look around the mansion for a bit. He's really amazed with your paintings on the walls." With that, Estarossa had threw himself out of bed, running towards his workplace. Elizabeth had called out for him, but he didn't listen, far more worried about Simon finding the painting he had only just finished.

A painting of him…

He could feel his leg freeze as he found himself by the doorstep of his workspace, the color of his face draining as he saw Simon standing right in front of the painting in question. He was just standing in front of the canvas, which he hadn't lifted from his easel stand, his hands gently rested over the painting.

He couldn't hear himself breathe.

Simon suddenly turned his head, probably after noticing his presence, making him look down to the floor as he bit his lower lip. He didn't know what to say, thoughts that were giving him anxiety started flooding his mind as he gripped on the hem of his shirt.

He didn't know what to say either, unable to make himself look directly at his face.

"I… I'm sorry…" For what? For painting him without permission? For falling in love with him? He had no idea which. He tried not to tremble, trying to figure out what to say next. He didn't even know if he should be genuine or make an excuse. It was driving him insane, he feels like he could cry.

"Es-"

"I ju-just really like you a lot I didn't know how to handle it, I'm sorry." He blurted out of panic, wanting to curse for his tactlessness. There was no excuse for this, he had no other choice.

"I like you a lot, Simon." He forced himself to look up, his face as red as his crimson paint, wanting to see Simon's reaction. He couldn't read him, he looked shocked somehow, suddenly sighing and looking away while scratching his head. He bit his lips again, heart racing as he waited for the response.

"Honestly…" He started off, gaze still elsewhere as if he's thinking of something deeply. "I didn't expect that you'd tell me first before I could."

He must have been hearing things, his blue eyes going wide, his mouth agape with surprise. The implication of what he just told him just wouldn’t sink it as he stared at Simon in disbelief.

"I like you too, Es." Yep, he was definitely hearing things. This was the hangover making a fool out of him, nothing more.

"Although I'm quite sure that you told me you love me last night." Estarossa's face turned crimson, now far scared of what else he did last night.

"What else did I do last night?!" The other silverette was smirking now, leaving him absolutely terrified.

"Well you tried to kis-"

"Simon!"

"And did."

"Oh my god." He was drowning in embarrassment now, face still red as Simon kept laughing at him. He kissed him and he didn’t even remember it, he feels awful.

But if Estarossa was to choose, this was better… he had expected much worse, all the 'what if's in his head weren't just pleasant as this was an outcome he never expected.

Somehow, he was happy with this.

#nnt #sds #simon #estarossa #sirossa #long post

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The New King ♔ dks

Chapter Three

- kyungsoo x reader, royalty AU, prince!kyungsoo

- warnings : swearing, mature content, arranged marriage, good looking men

word count : 2,651

chapter two or chapter four or masterlist

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The princess was excited to see the castle when they returned that evening. Her body felt weak from the events of the day. She was sure that when she laid down for bed tonight she would fall asleep right away. The princes walked on both of her sides as the entered the castle. It was new for her to be accompanied by someone other than a guard at all times. She was slowly getting used to it, though.

Sehun and Kyungsoo were greeted by their friends almost as soon as they entered the castle. Baekhyun, Jongdae, and Jongin were all laughing together near the entrance of the castle's gardens. The princess was curious as to what they were talking about but they had already began calling out the prince's names before they could continue on with their conversation. They walked over with wide smiles on their faces. Their eyes examined the various bags in their hands, causing Baekhyun to click his tongue against the top of his mouth.

"A busy day?" He questioned as he glanced between the three.

"Isn't it always a busy day in the village?" Sehun sassed. Baekhyun rolled his eyes and gave the prince a light shove against the shoulder.

"Did you enjoy the village, princess?" Jongdae questioned. She was still surprised by the attention they gave her. She wasn't used to being including in conversations so often.

"It was lovely. I wish to go back again soon," she answered him with a small smile on her face.

"Ah, you should have seen this crazy lady today. She attacked the princess right in the middle of the street!" Sehun exclaimed. The princess lowered her gaze at the mentioning of the woman.

"No way!" Jongin gasped.

"She must be truly insane to lay a finger on such a pretty woman," Baekhyun replied.

"She wasn't crazy. She was desperate," The princess spoke up. Her voice was quiet but she looked up to meet the man's eyes with a stern expression. She felt all eyes settle on her, causing her heartbeat to quicken.

"Don't defend her actions. She should have never laid a hand on you," Sehun scolded the princess. The princess met his eyes. They were narrowed, focused on every movement of her face as if he were analyzing her for future reference.

"Are you okay? Did she hurt you?" Jongdae asked with concern in his tone. The princess looked over at him and told him she was fine.

She excused herself from the group a few minutes later. They all bid her a farewell as she stepped away. Her footsteps were quiet against the castle's stone floor. She made her way up to the floor where her father had been staying, cursing under her breath at the steep stairwell as she climbed it. She hummed a quiet song to herself as she walked down the hall after making it to the floor he was staying on. The sun was going down outside and the only source of light in the castle were the burning torches placed against the walls. It may have been eerie to most, but the princess found some sort of comfort in it. The dim lighting reminded her of her nightly walks around the castle back home. Of course, she had been on one of those since the disappearance of her older brother but it was still a memory she cherished daily.

She came to a stop in front of her father's doors. She gripped the bag holding the painting she had bought him in her left hand and knocked against the hard wooden structure with her right. She waited a few seconds until it swung open to reveal her mother's face. It was not a sight she was prepared to see. She tried to hide the scowl that wanted to form on her face as she looked at the woman.

"Your father is bedridden right now. You should come back later," the woman told her. It felt as if she were talking to a stranger. Without much control, she shook her head and pushed inside the room. She made her way to her father's bedside with a heavy heart. He laid weakly in the bed with the comforter wrapped around him as if he were freezing over. She knelt by his side, not caring about whether or not she got her gown dirty. She dropped the bag in the floor and brought her hands to rest against his face. He opened his eyes to look at her. Instantly, there was sadness glimmering back at her.

"You're back," he whispered weakly. She nodded as she tried to not cry. She had seen him like this for months now but each time ripped a piece of her heart out of her chest. It felt as if she were slowly dying with him.

"I brought you a gift," she announced to the man quietly. He smiled at this. She pulled her hands away from his face and dug the painting out of the bag before holding it up for him to see.

"There's a lovely little shop in the village that sells numerous paintings. We should go together when you get feeling better," she told him. He used what little energy he had to push himself into a sitting position. She watched as he took the painting from her hands and held it in his. His eyes scanned the canvas for a few minutes before he looked up at her with a smile on his face.

"Thank you," his voice was low, almost missable, but she had heard him. She returned the smile, though it vanished almost as soon as it appeared.

"That's wonderful but it's time for you to leave now. Don't you think you should be with the prince?" Her mother interrupted the moment. The princess listened as her mother approached the bed.

"He is with friends," the princess told her. She met her mother's cold eyes while the woman took a seat on her side of the bed.

"You're too attached to your father," The queen criticized her daughter.

"Piyasi, that's too far," The king warned his wife. The woman simply scoffed, throwing her hands up in disbelief as she did.

"It's simply the truth. She will be a lost cause when you are gone. The prince is her only chance of survival and she refuses to grow close to him," Queen Piyasi huffed.

"I'm marrying the prince to save our kingdom, not because I love him. Do not expect me to be attached to a man I barely know," the princess spat.

"I'm only trying to remind you that if you do not force yourself to love him then you will not survive," the queen told her fiercely. The princess stared at her in disbelief. She felt overwhelmed with anger at the idea of not being able to be her own person. Marriage to her mother was almost like slavery. She wondered if it would be as bad as the woman truly described it. Sehun was a nice young man and he hadn't seemed to be controlling of her yet and she knew her father was always trying to be the best for her mother. What did she have to really fear?

"I want to spend time with my father without you bringing up the prince," The princess said.

"I would like that, too," The king agreed.

"We can't have everything we want in life," The queen replied, almost tauntingly, as she looked down at her freshly painted nails.

"It sure seems as if you do - and when you don't get what you want you throw a tantrum. Perhaps I should try your technique out?" The princess could not hide her anger very well now. Her mother's eyes met hers quickly and she could see the same anger she felt in them.

"Lets not argue tonight. Return to your chambers," the princess's father told her, wrapping his hand around her wrist slowly. She sighed but obeyed her father's request. She placed a gentle kiss against the tips of his fingers before she stood up and shared a goodnight with the man. She did not speak to her mother as she exited her parent's chambers.

The sun had set by now but the princess was not ready to sleep. With the sunlight gone and the moon out to play, she felt more awake than she had all day. So, she made her way towards the library with hopes to find a book to read until she could not keep her eyes open any longer. The library was one of the only places she could remember how to find in the large castle. It took another adventure on the steep stairwell, a few turns, and one push against the library doors for the princess to find herself surrounded by the finest literature around. The room was empty, though she was not surprised, and it made her feel more comfortable on her voyage to find the perfect book.

She had examined several books in the next few minutes and to her dismay she could not focus enough to find one. Her mind was racing with thoughts of her father and the elderly villager she had encountered that day. A frown settled on her face as she stared down at the cover of a book for a few minutes.

"Do you like the cover of that book?" She heard a deep voice fill the air. Her head shot up quickly and a sharp gasp escaped the back of her throat at the sight of eyes staring back at her from the other side of the bookcase. She had been so startled that the book she had been holding slipped right from her hands, landing on the floor of the library with a loud thud. She cursed quietly under her voice, bending down to retrieve the book quickly. Her cheeks were warm and glowed a bright shade of pink.

"I didn't mean to scare you," came the voice again. She glanced up and saw Prince Kyungsoo now standing on her side of the bookcase. She sighed in relief and shook her head with a small smile.

"I thought I was the only one crazy enough to hunt for a book this late," she told him, in attempt to make the man smile. She succeeded - the man smiled and even laughed a tiny laugh. She felt her heartbeat quicken at the sound. Of all the people she had met in the northern kingdom, Prince Kyungsoo had been the only one to make her feel intimidated. Perhaps it was the aura of mystery surrounding him or his intense state, but she could never figure out how she should behave around him. She was afraid one word would have him sending the fiercest scowl to ever exist straight in her direction. She raised back up to her feet and sheepishly turned to put the book back in its place.

"I come here late at night very often when I can. Sehun has to sleep in my room with me so it's hard for me to slip away most of the time," Kyungsoo explained to the princess.

"Sehun sleeps in your room?" She asked with confusion in her voice.

"Yes. He has a problem sleeping alone," the man told her quietly, as if someone would overhear him by accident.

"Please, don't tell him I told you that," he added to solidly her thoughts.

"I won't... if you recommend a book for me to read. I can't focus enough to choose tonight," The princess replied. The prince told her she had a deal and within seconds he was pulling a book off of the shelf. She told him she had read it before, only for him to pull another one of the shelf. They repeated this for a few minutes and just when Kyungsoo was about to give up she took a book from his hands.

"This is one I haven't read before," she spoke softly, almost as if speaking to herself. The prince found himself focusing on the way her lips stayed parted even after she had finished speaking. When he noticed, he looked away in shame.

"Thank you. I'll read it right away," the princess told him as she lifted her head to look at the man once again. His attention was on the bookshelf to his left.

"What are you reading tonight?" She asked him. What would a man like Prince Kyungsoo read? Non-fiction? Fiction? Fantasy? Thriller? Romance - oh, definitely not romance.

"What would you recommend?" He asked her. His eyes met hers and she felt pressured by his question. What if she picked a book that he absolutely despised? She hummed as she scanned the bookshelf and settled on one she had read since her childhood. She handed it to Kyungsoo, and he took it from her gently. His eyes scanned the book's cover before they flickered upward to meet hers again. A smile formed on his face.

"This is one of my favorites," he confessed. Ah, he was a fan of tragedies.

"It's one of mine too," she told him. There was a brief moment of silence and the two simply stared back at the other.

"Do you want to read together?" The prince finally spoke. He gestured to the comfy looking chairs sitting in the corner of the library and the princess stopped herself from nodding too quickly.

"Will Sehun be alright by himself?" She questioned.

"My brother is spending the night with Baekhyun," The prince told her.

"Then I guess we shall read together," the princess announced. They made their way towards the chairs and took a seat, where they remained for the next hour or so. They didn't speak to each other as they read, too engrossed in their separate worlds to find their way back to reality.

An hour into their reading session, Kyungsoo was startled by the sound of a book hitting the floor. He slowly looked up from his book to see the princess had dropped her book in the floor. She remained unmoving, making no effort to retrieve the object. He glanced at her face and scoffed in disbelief at the sight of her eyes closed and her lips parted. The princess had fell asleep while reading.

It made sense after the long day she had dealt with. He marked the page of his book before he rose from his chair and bent down to pick up the book. While he was still crouched beside her chair, the young prince rested his free hand against the princess's knee. He shook her gently until her eyes were snapping open in alarm. She gasped loudly as she met the prince's eyes and for the second time that night she was frightened by his presence. Her hands rushed to sit against her chest as if she were trying to keep her heart from running away from her.

"Ah, I'm sorry. I keep scaring you tonight without intending to," The prince rushed out in an apologetic tone. The princess took a few breaths before she raised up in the chair. The dress that tugged at her body suddenly felt uncomfortable and all she wanted to do was curl up in her bed. She hadn't realized how exhausted she had been until now.

"I didn't mean to fall asleep," she confessed in a quiet voice.

"It's alright. Would you like me to walk you to your chambers?" Prince Kyungsoo replied. She shook her head slowly, causing the man to stand up to his full height.

"Thank you. Tonight was nice. You should sleep soon," The princess told him as she stood up. Feeling as if they were too close, the prince took a step back. He bowed his head at the princess and a few seconds later she was exiting the library with fast footsteps.

#kyungsoo x reader #kyungsooxreader #prince kyungsoo #prince sehun #royalty au #exo fanfic #exo x reader #exoxreader

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sutton and a trans guy, please i'm begging you! my crops would flourish, my skin would clear

[henny we all need hydration & july is no time for acne so here u go]

kat has to cover the new wowfull selections and truly the only reason you both decide to go instead of sending one of her interns is because there are very few things jane hates more than smorgasburg.

‘no,’ she says, about forty times, before kat offers to buy her whatever she wants on scarlet’s card and finally jane relents.

you get there together, all crammed into what is probably the world’s tiniest via, you think, with kat essentially on adena’s lap in the back and you had let jane have the front seat because she was already grumpy. it’s so hot already and you didn’t even bother wearing makeup because it’s a sunday at noon in the middle of july and kat had made you all get out of bed so she can eat waffles from the most pretentious food truck gathering ever, so it’s truly not worth it on so many levels.

the bouncer checks your IDs and kat gets you three glasses of rose before handing you both $50, which shuts jane up momentarily.

‘i’m gonna go find somewhere to sit with adena,’ she says, and you kind of envy her right now, because she has wine and the best pair of vintage denim shorts you’ve ever seen, dramatic sunglasses and beat up sneakers. also, a beautiful girlfriend who is in a skirt that flows with the breeze in lines that oliver would love, who holds kat’s hand and you see them laughing and it’s wild, you think, how easily in love they are.

you and jane both kind of watch them walk away, a little dazed, and then she turns to you.

‘i literally hate this so much but we have $100 to spend on food so, shall we?’

she offers the crook of her elbow and you grin and you end up getting poke tacos, bahn mi, japanese street ice, green chile frito pie, and a vegan burger to share before you grab another glass of wine. kat drops you a pin and you find her and adena lounging on a blanket in the shade, thank god.

kat raises her brows at all of the food you have and you shrug. ‘you gave us the money.’

she grins and proceeds to instagram the entire spread before taking a bite of everything, which even jane laughs at.

‘kat, are you gonna get anything?’

‘yeah,’ she says, waves a hand around vaguely. ‘adena and i had breakfast before we came though so i’m not that hungry yet.’

jane literally spits out part of her taco to frown completely and you want to laugh because you love her so much and it’s so unnecessary but you’ll let her have it.

‘so you’re saying you dragged us to this crowded, hot, bougie food truck hell and you don’t even want to eat anything?’

‘uh, no,’ kat says. ‘i gave you $100 to eat anything you wanted and eventually i have to eat the new wowfull.’

jane groans and lies down against the blanket dramatically and adena smiles into kat’s shoulder.

‘love you so much, tiny jane,’ kat says.

eventually kat really does have to try the wowfull, which she proceeds to say like seven times and you’ve had three glasses of wine in like 90 degree heat so you are both decently day drunk and the word keeps making you laugh harder every time. the line is insane but at this point you’re so fucking full and apparently kat is still good to go because you’re waiting patiently, not really bothered, and jane is chatting with adena about, you don’t really know?, but something to do with memoir and sexuality in iran—honestly it’s a little shitty that you’d tuned them out and kat had too because she was just staring at adena’s boobs for a hot few minutes before you’d dragged her to finally do what you set out to in the first place.

you’re talking to her and she’s turning back, to check on adena and jane, probably, and you really aren’t saying anything that interesting so when kat breaks out in a huge grin you’re a little confused until a guy two people behind you in line spots her as well and smiles, just as big.

‘jayden, oh my god,’ she says, stepping out of the line to give him a big hug.

‘kat,’ he says, clearly excited, ‘hi!’

she steps back and looks him over and wow, okay, he’s super cute, you can see that, with skin a few shades darker than kat’s, perfect arms, an incredible smile, dimples, and, listen, you’re drunk but you have good taste no matter what.

‘you look incredible,’ she says, and then tugs him up two spots to where you still are standing in line.

‘jayden,’ she says, with a shit eating grin and you know what that means, but honestly you are not going to complain today, ‘this is sutton.’

‘nice to meet you, sutton,’ he says, shakes your hand.

‘nice to meet you too.’

‘hey,’ kat says, glancing around. ‘are you here with anyone?’

he shakes his head no. ‘i was on a run and then i got hungry, figured since i was already in the park i’d stop by.’

‘ew,’ kat says. ‘running.’

he laughs and you really think that maybe kat has like a magnet for attractive people, yourself included, because. wow.

‘so,’ you say, ‘how do you two know each other?’

‘oh,’ kat says, in the way that you know she’s trying to downplay one thing or another, ‘we went to yale together.’

‘two of three black people in our communications program,’ jayden says, and they high five.

‘that’s awesome,’ you say, and kat nods but jayden shrugs. humble, a good quality.

‘what are you doing in the city?’ kat asks, completely ignoring the menu even though you’re like three people away from ordering, but whatever, you can wing it.

‘i just moved to park slope,’ he says. ‘i’m doing PR for an lgbtq youth outreach program for the center.’

okay, so, he’s a good person. kat looks at you like she knows you literally thought just that, puts her arm around his shoulders. ‘always the better of the two of us.’

‘no way,’ he says, and you love seeing your friend like this, honestly. you also love seeing her friend just exist so you’re so content. ‘from what i know from your social, you are department head and you also have a very, very pretty girlfriend.’

kat nods modestly. ‘true. on both accounts.’

jayden hip checks her and kat shoves him, gently but she’s also drunk and you send an apologetic smile to the white dude behind her in a cutoff poncho and tevas, the absolute worst.

‘so,’ jayden says, drifting closer to you, ‘how do you know the illustrious katherine edison?’

you smile because kat hates her full name and she turns away with a huff to finally look at the menu, which is probably good because she actually has to order in like, four seconds. ‘we met as interns at scarlet four years ago.’

‘sutton,’ kat says over her shoulder, ‘is in the fashion department. fucking killer.’

jayden smiles when kat sighs and orders all six wowfulls on the menu because she can’t remember what she was actually supposed to review, and she waves him off when he tries to order too.

‘i just paid for, like, ten thousand calories. at least you can help us eat a few.’

jayden shrugs and you both ignore kat for a few moments while she tries to figure out how to carry all six wowfulls back to your blanket without spilling all of them and finally you both take pity on her and grab two each. she rolls her eyes and strides off in front of you and you both laugh.

jayden is cute as shit and jane has apparently seen this development and offers the two of you more wine, which she’d picked up while you were in line.

‘thanks,’ jayden says, sitting down between you and kat. he introduces himself politely, shakes jane’s hand, and then laughs at kat’s blush when she introduces adena.

adena is thrilled to hear a few stories about kat in undergrad, how she threw up in a freshman sociology class because she and jayden had been to a party the night before and kat had never had vodka before; the time they went to harvard and tried to join a secret society to find out more about them; her apparently very intense and strict nap schedule her senior year.

kat rolls her eyes and tries to argue but you know it’s mostly for show, because she’s happy and taking pictures of all of you eating these insanely decadent desserts and adena feeds her a spoonful of ice cream and you and jane share an eye roll before you notice jayden doing the same and honestly, he’s in at that point. he’s really in when he gets kat and adena to agree to speak at an upcoming event for his youth center, something to do with intersectionality and creativity in the workplace, which like they really are both perfect for.

kat is a very professional person, really, and lowkey a workaholic, and you know this, but sometimes—'i need to go for a walk,’ she groans, lying back on the blanket dramatically. ‘i’m. so full.’

‘fair,’ jane says, gets up and you help her throw away all of your collective trash. it’s hot as hell but the park is pretty shady at this point, but once you get out of the designated food truck area kat smirks at adena and then takes off her shirt.

apparently today was a day for kat to not wear a bra and you have literally seen her boobs more times than you can count, as has jane, and definitely adena, but her girlfriend still blushes and you roll your eyes again.

you pause because kat now wants adena to put sunscreen on her back, apparently, and when adena kisses behind kat’s ear jane says, ‘this isn’t a porn film,’ and kat laughs, loud and full and you love both of them for those exact reasons.

‘fine, fine,’ she says, accepts it and puts the sunscreen away, links her fingers with adena again.

you’re too busy being a little jealous of them to notice that jayden has taken his shirt off too but when you look over at him, to ask him something about his work or his apartment or his neighborhood, you have to swallow because, okay, abs. jane squeezes your hand and you have to fight a strangled laugh and kat and adena are off in their own fucking world a few feet ahead of you.

you don’t even notice the scars on jayden’s chest until you do, and, okay, you can do this. you know lots of trans people, you fitted a bunch of trans men for a fashion spread just last month, so everything clicks into place pretty quickly but you’re still staring and you don’t really know what to do because you’re kind of drunk and the last thing you want to do is be shitty to this dude that you think is honestly super banging—but then jane, perfect tiny jane, says, ‘wow, your abs are just. wow.’

he laughs and you laugh and you maybe have never loved another person more in the world than you love her right now. kat turns around momentarily and grins at jayden, genuinely delighted, and then winks at you.

i hate you, you mouth, and she only smiles bigger and turns forward, kisses her girlfriend’s cheek.

you all end up sitting near a fountain and kat falls asleep while adena plays with her hair, so then adena starts photographing her, and everything around you.

jayden is smart and funny and really, incredibly caring, and jane makes an excuse to go find the bathroom but you know she went after your second glass of wine so she doesn’t really have to go.

‘i’m glad i ran into kat,’ jayden says, and it’s sincere, for sure.

‘me too.’

he smiles, hands you his phone. ‘she’s great, but i also am very glad i got to meet you.’

and, like, you’re going to have to navigate some things, sure, but he’s fucking hot and also very kind and kat seems to love him and he’s already commiserated with jane on like eight complaints so.

you’re sutton brady, and no one is better with people than you.

‘i’m very glad i got to meet you too,’ you say, finishing your contact information. you call yourself from his phone and he smiles and you save his number.

kat wakes up because adena legitimately has to pee and jane comes back with waters for everyone—an actual angel—and you spend another hour sweating it out with your friends, and a boy you like, and you’re day drunk and exhausted by the end of it, very happy.

kat gives jayden a big hug before she and adena get into a via to head back to soho, and jane tries to shake his hand but he laughs and gives her a hug instead.

you stand on your tip toes and kiss his cheek and he glances down, a little shy, but with a smile when he looks back up at you.

‘i’ll text you,’ you say.

‘i look forward to it.’

he jogs away with a wave and jane’s face is a human version of the smirk emoji and you let out a deep breath.

‘yeah,’ she says.

‘fuck yah,’ you say.

the next evening you lie down next to jane in bed; you and jayden had been texting all day and you really, really like him and really, really do not want to mess this up.

‘hey babe,’ jane says, pausing whatever intense and probably boring documentary she’s watching and setting aside her computer. ‘what’s up?’

‘can you direct me,’ you say, because jane is the best and has probably researched literally everything, ‘to resources on how to not be a shitty cis partner to a trans person?’

jane grins, opens her computer to an actual, honest to god google doc, and scrolls through it.

‘i started compiling it this morning,’ she says.

‘oh my god.’

she shares it with your email with a triumphant click. ‘i thought you’d never ask.’

you gesture to the computer. ‘you definitely thought i’d ask.’

she nods. ‘that’s true, because you’re an amazing person.’

‘i don’t think this is amazing, just, like, decent?’

‘you’re right.’ she shrugs. ‘you are amazing, though. just, you know, read and listen to some of this stuff, it’s a good baseline, and then ask him if you’re unsure about anything.’

‘yeah,’ you say. you’re both quiet for a minute and then you smile.

‘he’s so fucking cute.’

‘oh my god,’ jane says. ‘where do i even start?’

you’re resting your head on his chest in bed and he kisses the top of your head and then says, ‘you know kat will literally brag about this every single moment, the fact that two of her friends are together and she set us up.’

‘oh,’ you say, looking up so you can see his eyes, ‘so we’re together?’

he looks legitimately nervous and it’s endearing. ‘i—thought so?’

you roll your eyes and kiss him. ‘you’ve been my boyfriend for a hot minute already, don’t worry.’

he tilts his head back. ‘you’re an ass sometimes, you know that?’

‘i’ve been best friends with kat for five years. i have to be.’

jayden laughs and agrees and you prop yourself up on your elbows and kiss him, because kat and adena are always late for brunch, so you definitely have time.

#kadena fic #possibilist #i mean ok kadena is in it for sure but like #sutton brady #the star of the SHOW #jane sloan #also the star of the show tbqh #olivia !!!!#honestly listen i has to go to dumbass smorgasberg today #the fucking wowfull line i stg

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