Since you asked so nicely I’ll share my Damian Wayne x reader academic rivals to lovers. I totally see this as a series but it can work as an oneshot if you remove some parts…idk tho . This may or may not be based off my Damian Wayne academic rivals to lovers fantasy… anyways 🫣

BG- Damian and reader are both from the top families in Gotham and both go to Gotham Academy and have majority of their classes together (yk the smart classes). They both also run if similar friend groups, 2 separate groups but they both often get together at parties and hangouts even then they don’t really talk to each other other than quick glances.

1-Damian and reader are paired together for a semester long partner project and can’t get out of it.

2- They (Damian ) decide to do the project at Wayne manor and they run into his brothers and reader is getting along with them, especially with Jason talking about books and making jabs at Damian, must to Damian’s distaste so he pulls her away dragging her to his room. They end up arguing the entire time about what they’re going to do for the project until maybe Alfred comes in with snacks with an idea they both agree on and they make a plan for the project.

- After a few weeks damian and reader start getting closer (cuz they started having feelings for each other 😆) and hanging out outside of the project. They have gotten spotted together and magazines and newspapers have posted abt them but they’ve ignored and denied any claims. One day they go to a carnival or fair and run into the titans (including Raven, Damian’s ex)

- Both friend groups decide to go to this party and for the most part everyone is having fun (with the exception of Damian in the corner monitoring everything as he never turns off being a assassin and vigilante). Reader is drinking a lil and having fun when as she’s dancing a guy starts groping her and making her uncomfy and Damian gets a bit jealous and protects her. Since she’s tipsy she thanks Damian and goes on about how attractive he is and how much she loves his eyes. Damian takes her home (her parents are always on business trips so she basically always alone) and stays with her. When she sobers up she apologizes Damian tells her he also finds her attractive and they kiss.

-At schools everything is fine until lunch. Both groups decide to sit together (they do every once in a while). The resident mean popular girl tries to flirt with Damian but he’s paying her little to no attention. Reader is jealous so she walks up to him and sits on his lap (OMG SHOCKER) and Damian puts a hand on her hip to secure her and they just start flirting w each other and mean girl is lowkey fuming. Reader being the petty girl she is, responds to something the mean girl said abt kissing Damian like “You’re right, Damian is such a great kisser” and she just rushed out of the cafeteria fuming and reader is giggling to herself. Reader tries to get up but Damian doesn’t let her. Meanwhile the entire time the batkids that still go to GA are recording and sent the entire thing to Anti-Demon gc (named by Jason)

- (OPTIONAL) What happens in the gc after the video is sent

- Damian and reader finish and present the project and are kinda awkward for a bit after cuz they mainly got close cuz of the project and now they don’t have it to keep them in constant contact. But reader is like “but if you ever need a friend I’m here”. Damian feels off and asks his brothers for advice and they tell him he has a crush and he should ask you out so he does and you say yes

- Damian and the readers date. Date get interrupted by like a robbery or heist or something and y’all are taken hostage and the bats come and save y’all (just the date was boring to me so I added this for some spice and action). They kiss at the end when Damian takes reader home.

-(SO) Damian and his family get in an arguement and he goes to readers place and she comforts him. They’re so close they kiss and do the do 🤭. The morning after Dami makes breakfast and reader straight up asks him to be his gf (the asking part can happen in this one or after the date cuz I think it fits in either)

- (SO) Reader has a run in with Talia. It’s good and she doesn’t threaten reader. Damian comes as Robin thinking she needs saving and they’re both friendly with each other and Damian is happy abt it.

Final one from me… - (6m+ after they started dating) Damian and reader are both at a gala with their families and they reveal that they’re dating (publicly) and everyone is shocked cuz people thought Damian wouldn’t date after Raven and reader has never been seen with anyone. Reader is just like “Surprise 😁 *jazzhands*” but both families are happy for them.

… yea this might not work as a one shot… I lost count after 2 but some of these could be in any order but like the Talia and public announcement have to be the last 2 and 1 and 2 have to be first. Some might be able to be combined (maybe 1 and 2) idk… I just started typing my idea and 45 minutes later here we are 😭. The ones labeled with (SO) stand for “Side Oneshot” so they don’t have to be an offical part of the series and they can be on the side or completely separate oneshots.

<3 Rapzy

Hi, hello! Welcome to my blog where my whole motif is that fantasy and fun come to life (through my silly writings)

You say this is ur fantasy than consider it done and did and doing and does.

actually thinkimg on that my mom makes me. rlly upset sometimes hdbdgv

Asks: How about some Wrecker Fluff?

Y/N is on her period. She tries to hide the fact from the boys but Hunter can smell it and Tech knows because of his useless facts. Clones probably aren't taught much about the female anatomy as it's not "important" for a Soldier. Wrecker knows something's wrong and after Y/N explains the issue, he ends up bringing her stuff like chocolate and cuddling to make her feel better. Bonus points if she ends up losing her crap on a whole bunch of baddies. Whether it's Droids, bounty hunter, or something else.

I think this is cute- so Ima do it

Strong Muscles Stronger Gut| Wrecker

"Are you. Um..." Hunter spoke.

The two stood in the hanger, both alone.

"What?" Y/n asked.

"You uh...smell...stronger"

"I what!?"

"I mean! Well! You smell...diffrent." Hunter tried to explain, "You do atleast once a month for a week. Are you okay?"

Y/n rubbed her temples- oh so she had to have this talk.

"Yes. Im fine." Y/n spoke, "its a girl thing."

"A. Girl thing?"

"Yeah." Y/n spoke, "Every girl gets- well most, usually around pre teens."

"Its important then?" Hunter asked, "I uh. Know she won't want to go to me about it. She might. I- I don't know-"

Hunter started to ramble, mixing up his words with uhs and ums. He was talking about Omega.

"Can. Uh. You explain it to me? I know it affects you. I just...wanna be there for her you know?"

Y/n nodded, she had explained periods before to boys- men- young girls that were sobbing in the bathroom confused.

Y/n explained what was happening to her body, and what essentially Omega would go through. She told him- everything- spilled all the beans. Y/n had offered to show how much periods really hurt and he agreed saying "its only fair so I understand"

Y/n held his shoulder, he growing increasingly worried.

"What are they doing?" Wrecker asked as he watched them from a far.

Tech looked up from his work, Y/n holding and apologetic face as she then proceeded to slander his guts, kneeing his stomach as hard as possible.

Hunter doubled over letting out a spew of Mando as he went down.

"Yeah thats about a quarter of the pain. But it depends on each girl." Y/n told him, as he was slolwy getting up.

"Remind me never to call you weak even if we are just messing around." Hunter spoke Y/n holding his shoulder.

"Sorry about that..."

"Oh." Tech spoke understanding what was happening, "Y/n must be busy this week then."

"Busy?" Wrecker asked looking at the two, Y/n now in pain as she held Hunter's shoulder leaning over holding her stomach.

"Right now?! You didnt even do anything?!" Hunter complained.

"E-excatly- fuck! Fuck fuck! Ow..."

"Is she okay?" Wrecker asked Tech.

"It will go away- soon- unless. How many days has it been since mid week?"

"Uh..." Wrecker spoke, "three?"

"Makes sense." Tech spoke, "she has most of her pains three days in."

"Three days in of what?" Wrecker spoke.

"Menstruation." Tech spoke, "hand me the-"

Wrecker handed him a tool, "no not- oh yes this one thank you."

"What's Menstruation?" Wrecker asked.

"When a women, in this case, our lovely brutally honest Medic, Y/n." Tech infromed, "is going through a cycle once of month..."

Tech contuined to ramble- Wrecker. Well Wrecker didnt process one piece of information Tech was saying.

"What?" Wrecker asked.

Tech sighed looking back at Wrecker, "she bleeds and has cramps."

"Why is she bleeding? Did she get hurt?"

"Wrecker-"

"Is she okay-"

"Yes-"

"Then why is she-"

"Wrecker!" Tech stopped him, "her monthly bleeding means she's healthy, shes fine. Sure she is emmense discomfort and I certainly hate to see our sister like such, but thats what makes her strong- well also the fact that she can- at any momment be with child, carry the damn thing for almost a year give birth and take a squadron of droids down with just one blaster."

Tech looked back at Wrecker who still looked confused out his mind as Tech sighed, "You know somethings wrong?"

"Yeah." Wrecker answered.

"Go ask her."

"Good idea!"

Wrecker made his way over to Y/n and Hunter the pain Y/n was mild now, she could deal with it.

"Wrecker." They both greeted.

"H-hi."

Y/n looked at him worriedly, "something on your mind?"

"Can. I talk to you?" Wrecker asked, "alone?"

Y/n looked at Hunter, "I'll leave you to it." Hunter responded and left.

Y/n looked up at Wrecker worried, "Wrecker? Hun? What's wrong you look worried?"

"Tech says you're bleeding." Wrecker tried to explain.

"I'm bleeding?" Y/n asked- oh- oh here we go again.

"Y-yeah.." Wrecker spoke rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, "and I. Don't really ever understand what comes out of Tech's mouth....unfortunately...and I saw you in pain for the last three days. I just- are you okay?"

Y/n smiled at Wrecker, "Im fine."

"Oh. Oh good." He spoke, not seeming fully satisfied with what she had said, "but uh. Why are you bleeding? Can I stop- We stop you from bleeding?"

"Please I wish you could." Y/n spoke with a light chuckle, "No Wrecker, see women once a month go through a cycle, it unfortunately makes you bleed like you're birthing hell out of your guts but is one of the ways we stay healthy."

"Oh." Wrecker spoke, "so. You bleed to stay healthy? When I bleed Tech's always poking me with needles."

"Well... yes and no. The cycle once a month helps get rid of an egg- well its called an egg, but Im not a chicken alright?" Y/n explained.

Wrecker sat and listened intently to her, something that wasn't really common when learning about what would be considered a random thing to him.

Y/n was pretty impressed by him to say the least. She had never seen him so focused, and it was honestly kind of cute.

"But boys or men don't have it." Y/n told him.

"That doesnt seem fair! Why do you have to suffer?" Wrecker argued as Y/n shrugged with a laugh.

"You tell me." She smiled.

It went silent as he thought intently, "well nothing can make you feel better? While your on your period?"

"Well because of War I've been so busy with fighting That I've only used heat packs and compresses. Usually I just have to fight through it." Y/n spoke, "but I've heard of alot of women saying like affection makes them feel better."

Wrecker hummed in thought, "Hey! Wrecker! Y/n!" Omega called.

The two turning there heads seeing the girl across the hanger with the others.

"We're going to a Cantina for dinner! Come on!"

"Come on Wrecker." Y/n spoke.

They met up with the rest of the group, walking to the Cantina with as usual happy Omega. They sat down for dinner as usual. Talking back and forth with smiles. Wrecker would frown though everytime Y/n winced, closing her eyes taking deep breaths. She was obviously in pain.

"Can I leave earlier?" Wrecker asked.

"Uh, sure?" Hunter asked as Wrecker got up.

"Can I come?!" Omega asked.

"Oh. Uh..." Wrecker spoke, "not this time...sorry Omega."

"Oh." Omega frowned, "Okay then! I'll see you later!"

Wrecker left the group who was relaxing.

"Odd." Tech spoke, "Wrecker always likes to take Omega."

"Maybe he's found a girl." Y/n recommend leaning back and drinking her water.

"I doubt that." Echo spoke, "thats not him"

"Maybe he just wants to go back and sleep?"

"Now that sounds like Wrecker." Hunter admitted.

Y/n shrugged, the group talking casually. Until some bounty hunters came up to them.

"Well hello Doll."

Y/n only contained her arguement about physics with tech.

"Whats a princess like you doing hanging around a few clones?" The man spoke with a purr.

"Call me princess again and you'll have no cock."

The men laughed as the batchers kept quiet, it was bad to mess with her in one of her moods.

"Oh come on Princess. Whats a small fry like you gonna do?"

Y/n quickly grabbed her pistol from her tigh, aiming it at the guys head.

"I warned you didn't I?"

"W-woah now put the-"

She aimed the gun down shooting the man right in the Kenobis.

"FUCK! SHE SHOT ME IN THE DICK!"

"I fucking warned you!" Y/n argued.

"What the hell!" His friends shouted.

Y/n lifted the gun up, "It may just be on electric shock but I will turn it to live ammo!"

"You bitch!"

Y/n growled as they came at her, Y/n grabbing a bottle on the table smashing it against of there heads as they fell to the floor. The third ramming Y/n into the table as he pulled out a knife, Y/n reaching back grabbing a fork and stabbing the man in the shoulder.

He cried out in pain as he fell to the floor.

The group left the cantina after paying, no bystander daring to make a comment. The group returning to the Havoc Maurder.

"Wrecker! Wrecker! You should of been there!" Omega cheered rushing inside to find the large batcher.

Y/n rubbed her stomach in pain, "still bad?' Echo asked.

"Just a bit yeah..." she groaned.

"I can see if we have any heat patches" Echo spoke as Y/n nodded in thanks, the group walking in.

Omega came back out, "Y/n Wrecker wants you in the bunks."

Y/n nodded, Echo handing her a heat patch.

"Thanks."

Opening it with her teeth she walked towards Wrecker and her's shared bunk.

"Yeah Wrecker? Omega said-" She stood seeing Lula on her bed and a large paper bag.

"Hey!" He cheered holding lots of blankets in his hands and in his blacks.

"Hi." She spoke, "whats up?"

"Oh well I heard about the fight." Wrecker spoke, "and uh. I know you've been in pain for a few days so this is to make you feel better!"

Y/n cocked an eyebrow up still confused, Wrecker wrapping her in one of the blankets as she held it so it stayed in place.

"What in the bag?"

"Well me and Omega always go get sweets and it makes us feel good so..."

Y/n walked over seeing the mass amount of choclate bars,

"I bought a few." Wrecker spoke.

A few? More like a whole isle.

"And thought made you'd want a hug." Wrecker recommend, climbing into the bottom bunk, it was often they shared a bunk.

"Oh." Y/n spoke, "uh. Are you sure? I don't wanna...you know bleed on you by accident."

"You've bleed on me on the battle feild how is this any different?" Wrecker spoke with a smile.

Y/n chuckled, only Wrecker.

Wrecker had wrapped a blanket around him waiting with open arms to Y/n. Y/n smiled making her way into his arms, her blanket wrapped around her and his, Wrecker pulling another blanket over them. She smiled head in Wrecker's chest. He rubbed the middle of her back as she hummed in pleasure, her head barried into his warmth.

"Your like a heater..." she spoke muffled as he chuckled, rubbing up and down her spine.

"Do I ever tell you how much I love you?" Y/n purred, "especially your back rubs..."

He kissed her head as she smiled.

"Thank you Wrecker." Y/n told him.

"Anything for you, after all. Your always making sure we're all okay."

ateez reacts: making up with their s/o

💌 This is: Requested | Alot of you have asked for a part 2 of the arguement reaction and now here I am to deliver all of you its part 2 

Hongjoong: 

A week. That’s what it took long for Hongjoong to go after you. After you had left the shared apartment, it was never the same for him again. Hee started coming to work hours late, work productivitiy low and once caused destruction on the coffee machine because the coffee didn’t taste the same just like how you’d do it. He was slightly thankful that he still has his job despite the mess he placed upon himself. 

Hongjoong knocked on the door to your parents’ house. A bouquet of flowers in his hand to let you know that he always has you on his mind. As the door opened, he was surprised to a new you. A new you wherein there was this certain glow in you, the wrinkles and tiredness away from your face. The sense knocked into Hongjoong: he was the cause of the problem. 

“W-What are you doing here?” You asked, staring at him and then eyeing the flowers in his hand. 

Hongjoong smiles and hands you to the bouquet, to which you accept. “I came here to apologize. You might still hate me and seeing my face right now is probably making your blood boil...but I’ll get into it. I’m sorry, and I miss you. Marrying you is the best thing I ever did. And I’m ready to give you all the children you and I wish to have. But, I’ll give you more time and space. It’s what you need right now. It was nice seeing you, Y/N.” As Hongjoong was about to leave the walkway, a hand gripped on his forearm. His heart raced inside his chest, as he turns around to face you, a soft smile paints your small lips. 

“Stay with me.” 

Seonghwa: 

After plates, knives and forks were thrown to one another, Seonghwa took a break on you and met up with other women. Going on dates and having drinks with them, he couldn’t even look at them the way he would look at you. It had been half a year since he lost contact with you. Until one day, while he was about to get ready to go on a date with this women who his friend set him up with, he received a phone call from an unregistered number. Nevertheless, he picked it up. 

“Hello?” 

“This is Park Seonghwa, right?” On the other line sounded like a voice of an older woman. 

“Who is this?” 

“I’m sorry for calling without notice. I’m Y/N’s mother. Y/N has been missing since last night.” Seonghwa couldn’t hear anything what your mother is saying, quickly taking his keys, phone and wallet before dashing out the door. 

“Where was she last seen ma’am?” He quickly gets inside his car, pressing the keys to start the engine. 

“Central Park in the city, the one called Seoul forest. We called for a search team earlier today but they couldn’t find her.” Your mother’s voice began to break, Seonghwa’s heart started to beat immensely. 

“I’ll bring her back to you” He says before ending the call and driving off. You see, Seonghwa didn’t used the word “try” in his sentence. It is because whether it takes him hours, he would thoroughly look for you all by himself. 

And deep within the forest, Seonghwa kept yelling your name, it was dark and cold and he’s all alone. His suit all covered up with sweat, dirt and leaves. As he went further, Seonghwa found an abandoned bus inside the forest, he didn’t know how could a bus fit in the forest’s narrow road but he went aboard it alas, found you in the middle row. 

He wanted to get mad at you, scold at you for getting your mother and him worried. But he couldn’t bring himself to do so, instead, he wrapped his arms around you and hugged you tightly, breaking into small sobs. 

“I didn’t think it would be you who’d find me” you whispered, burying your face on his shoulder. 

“I should’ve hugged you the last time I saw you” 

Yunho: 

You lifted your suitcase up and strolled it inside the airport. A week program in Jeju is exactly what you needed to get your life back together. Finally, it is you. No more hiding and pretending to be someone you’re not for Yunho. 

While waiting to be called in the immigration, you sat at the lounge area, scrolling through your phone when you heard a commotion and rushed footsteps, tilting your head, you saw a crowd of men, women and Yunho? You watched as Yunho moved his head right and left as if he was looking for someone, and when your eyes met his, he walked towards you. 

“Isn’t that Yunho? What’s he doing here?” 

“Who is that Yunho going to? Isn’t he and Nayoung together?” 

“Whoever she is, she’s ruining their relationship” 

“You’re leaving without saying goodbye?” He asks, you scoffed, closing your phone. “I’ve already said my goodbyes to everyone. Except you. Why should I?” Standing up, you grabbed the handle of your luggage and was about to wheel it away when Yunho caught its handle. 

“And you’re leaving, just like that?” You spun around, looking at Yunho in the eyes with your tears forming. 

“We tried to make it work right?” Despite the tears threatening to fall down and your nose turning red, you smiled to him. 

“Yunho, I’m tired.” You whispered as a tear slips out of your eye. “I looked for you in places I knew there would be you. But it was you who kept walking away, and I’m tired of chasing you.” small sobs finally broke out, but still, a crowd of women surrounded the two of you with camera’s pointing at you both.  

“I’m sorry.” Yunho says, head hung low. “I’m sorry if I made things worst for the both of us.” He pauses, catching a tear fall down on the floor. “But now I know, that you’re really for me. Even if its going against my family, I’d do anything for you to keep you in my life.” He finally lifted his head up, eyes red and tears streaming down his face. 

Yeosang: 

“The worst thing I ever did is that...I depended my happiness with you.” 

Yeosang and his other woman were caught redhanded by you last night. And you hated how he showed no mercy or remorse for you. 

“But I wanted to say thank you for you. Thank you for all the memories we’ve shared. Even if it was short, I’ll treasure them. The good and the bad. Goodbye, Yeosang.” And with that, you got up and left. 

San: 

There was no closure between the two of you. You and San separated paths together and have been doing everything you both wanted. And you think it’s better that way, because you were done and tired. Having to put up with him always was draining you emotionally and physically. As if its only you who cares about the relationship. Although he left you traumatized, you were slowly coping up before you could face the world again. 

Mingi: 

Red. That was all you could see. You trashed and threw everything in sight, causing a mess all over your room and it took about five people to stop you from destructing your whole room. You wondered if you really deserve love at all, because right now, all you ever feel is rage. 

Wooyoung: 

Woo took his sweet time and met with multiple women, hooking up with them on random nights before calling a cab to take them to the nearest hotel. But get this, Woo never kissed them. Not once. He never got off with them, and often time, he would get annoyed at how whiny and demanding they could get in bed. And one night when he couldn’t sleep, his thoughts drifted to you. He wondered if you were sleeping well right now, where you are and wondering how well you are. His thoughts brought him back to all the memories he shared with you. A small smile paints his lips until he groaned, lifting his head slightly as he sees his cock erected up. 

“You miss her too, huh?” 

Jongho: 

A day after you and Jongho fought, he started to become around at home more often. He would lightly scold you if you did house chores as he would always volunteer to do it for you and would tell you to just lay down and take a rest. Whenever the baby would cry in the middle of the night, Jongho would only tell you to go back to sleep as he could handle this. And you did, you went back to sleep, only to be awake a few minutes after about how cold the spot next to you is. 

Slowly you got up and went over to the baby room, your heart swelled at the sight of Jongho sleeping in the couch with your child laying down on top of his chest. 

Toxic | k.dy

synopsis: your relationship was toxic so doyoung decided to do something about it.

pairing: boyfriend!doyoung x toxic!femreader

genre: angst

warning: the reader in this story is terrible in general im sorry enjoy it tho

“what the fuck is your problem?” you were being dragged away from the group by doyoung. he went into a corner of the nightclub where nobody else was.

“what’s my problem? what’s your problem?” he said through his teeth, not yet releasing his death grip. you tipped your wrist away from his grip and rubbed it.

“what are you talking about? your the one that’s dragging me away and plus i asked first. what is your problem?” you ask again expecting an answer.

“my problem is that you keep flirting with haechan” doyoung shouted angrily as if he was gonna explode. you were glad nobody could hear anything over the loud music that was playing because public arguements were always embarrassing. when people stared at you in general it just made you uncomfortable.

“i’m not even flirting with him all i’m doing is talking and laughing. i’m just trying to have a good time. you wouldn’t understand the definition of having a good time though. you never did” you try to say calmly but there was definitely fire underneath the surface of that sentence.

you don’t wait for a reply and turn around, heading back to the table. he was being ridiculous.

it was no secret he already couldn’t seem to win against haechan so by you flirting with him, he seen that as a threat. he couldn’t lose his girl to haechan too. doyoung would be defeated if that happened. that’s why he was so angry, he literally told you that before but you obviously didn’t care.

doyoung sighed, trying to keep himself calm. he knew he wasnt tripping. he was sick of this, you always did this to him and he let you, for a reason he didn’t know but he went back to the table. he was seated right next to you. haechan was sitting next to you. the whole time you hadn’t said much to doyoung and were instead talking up a storm with haechan.

johnny, mark, lucas, jaemin, winwin, and yuta were seated at the table with you guys.

all of them had their own conversations going on amongst each other. johnny and mark were debating about whether korean cupcakes were better than american cupcakes. lucas and jaemin were talking about lucas joining nct dream. which was never gonna happen. winwin and yuta were just flirting or more so yuta flirting with and teasing winwin. that brung his attention to haechan and you. you both were talking about video games. doyoung didn’t even know you liked video games.

doyoung rolled his eyes and sighed and stood up walking over to the bar. nobody was talking to him so he went to a place where somebody would start a conversation with him. he sat down in a seat and got a shot. he turned to his right, dark eyes staring right back at him.

“hey” the sweet voice says. she had the most dark and compelling eyes he’d ever seen.

“hey” he says back. she was beautiful no doubt about that but doyoung wasn’t a cheater he knew how to control himself.

“what brings you here?” she says further looking attentive at him.

“my girlfriend isn’t talking to me and instead flirting with my friend. how about you?” doyoung asks.

“my boyfriend is drunk and dancing with other people” she points to a guy on the dance floor, grinding against another girl.

“damn i’m sorry but if you don’t mind telling me, what’s your name?”

“lee mina” not a real life person she answers.

“kim doyoung” he smiles.

a few shots later between the two and the conversation really began. they were talking about how they ended up in this situation. drunken laughs were shared. doyoung was finally enjoying himself.

after that conversation they asked questions about the other, wanting to get to know the other.

“where are you from originally?” doyoung asks.

“im korean american. i was born in california until my parents moved to seoul.” doyoung smiles at that. somebody with a different background for once. he found that interesting.

“so you speak english too?” she nods at that.

“yes i speak fluently” mina says i’m english. doyoung smiles and she smiles back. from afar they looked like they’d been in love and that’s what you saw. you were glaring at them.

“hold on” you said to haechan and stormed over to doyoung. “what are doing?” you asked. doyoung looked at you calmly. he was calm from all the shots he had.

“i’m enjoying myself isn’t that what you wanted” he said in a calm tone. mina glanced between the two of you.

“that doesn’t mean you need to talk to another girl” you said angrily.

“i’m sorry just give us a second” doyoung says to mina and gets up, walking to an empty area with following him.

“it’s over” doyoung says simply.

“w-what?” you say immediate tears threatening to spill out your eyes.

“you heard me” he said firmly. he had been holding that in for a while. in the morning he would be upset but for right now he was okay with it.

“why?” tears fell down your eyes.

“our relationship is so toxic, you flirt with guys in front of me and you know that so don’t play victim. we- i can’t keep doing this. have a nice life” doyoung walks away from her and returns to mina.

“may i ask what that was about?” mina asks.

“i broke up with her” doyoung says and sighs.

“i have an idea. what if i broke up with my boyfriend since i was planning on doing it anyway and then we can continue to get to know each other and perhaps ease into a relationship?” mina says.

doyoung thinks about it for a few seconds. i wouldn’t be a bad idea, he doesn’t have to jump straight into a relationship again, just ease into it like she said.

“deal” he pulls out his phone and they exchange numbers.

mina gets up to go tell her boyfriend off. doyoung looks at you and your crying in haechans arms. doyoung rolled his eyes. if you truly cared for him then you wouldn’t have flirted with other people right in front of him. multiple times.

mina comes back and sighs. “it’s done”

“you know we don’t have to do this if you don’t want” doyoung says.

“nope it was my idea. we’re gonna do this. i’ve struggled with finding a loyal boyfriend for months. i want to try anything i can.” she replied. doyoung softens his eyes at her. where was she all his life.

doyoungs phones lights up with a text from yuta

‘bro what did you do to y/n’ doyoung scoffs.

another text pops up. ‘she’s crying, telling us that you broke with her ’

he decides to reply. ‘i did break up with her. it was because she flirts with guys in front of me all the time. our relationship is toxic so i ended it’

‘oh that makes sense okay’

doyoung looks over to the group and sees yuta reading the messages to them. they look like they understood it and look at y/n.

doyoung isn’t sure what’s going on but it looks like your getting what you deserve.

“wanna get out of here” mina asks. “maybe we can get something to eat as friends?” she smiles playfully. doyoung laughs and nods. “let’s go”

‘i’m leaving just so you know’

‘alright’ yuta responds.

*at the table*

yuta reads the messages aloud and in return the whole table looks at y/n.

“i could understand if doyoung broke up with you for no reason but there was a reason. you flirted with other guys. is that true?” johnny asks in a soft tone.

“no it’s not he’s lying. he was just a jealous boyfriend” you sniffle.

they all look at each other not knowing what to say. after a moment of silence jaemin speaks up.

“actually i have something to say.. i’ve seen y/n flirt with jeno. when we were all at the dorm and she was squeezing his biceps. i didn’t say anything tho because it wasn’t my business but i guess it matters now.. sorry y/n”

lucas’ eyes shift and he closes his eyes tightly before opening them again. “i actually saw something too, it was in the practice room and she was with xiaojun. y/n was holding his hand and like caressing it. the way she was looking at him was different too. it was weird but doyoung was there and he didn’t look too happy.”

“i mean with the way she was flirting up a storm with haechan today while doyoung was sitting next to her, i believe jaemin and lucas” mark said and shrugged.

“3 witnesses. that rules out y/n, your losing this case” johnny says.

“you know what fuck you all. i was only with doyoung to get closer to the guys, you figured it out okay? have a nice life and yes the crying was staged.” you stand up, flipping your hair and then you stick your middle finger at them. finally, walking out the door of the club.

“i hope she never comes back how did doyoung do it” winwin says.

“okay so i wasn’t the only one who thought she was flirting with me. i thought i was going crazy.” haechan releases a breath.

“no we all saw it, i think that’s what doyoung dragged y/n to the corner for” winwin said.

“am i the only one that didn’t have much of a problem with her?” yuta asks.

“i didn’t really have a problem with her” johnny says.

“that’s because you guys don’t pay attention to things around you” haechan replies blankly.

“not true!” both of them shout in protest. the others laugh and haechan shrugs laughing too.

soon all of them were gathered in a conversation together, smiles filling all their faces.

Parent!Paranoia Sanders Sides AU!

No explanation, but I'll probably give the backstory later. For now: memes of Paranoia being an A-class parent and a chaos gremlin. (okay it started as memes but then just ended up as fleshing the AU out)

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Paranoia, worried abt his kids: I'm uhhhh gonna go to my room see ya later light sides

Paranoia, sneaking back into the subconscious to check on his now teenaged children: I'm gonna leave duke a r a t that I found and thought looked cool

Duke, waking up the next morning and yelling for 'Nesty bc "HOLY CRAP NESTY LOOK AT THIS RAT ISN'T SHE ADORABLE I WANNA HANG HER ON THE WALL": !!!!!!!!!!

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Paranoia gets a habit of sitting on the fridge because his children were wild as kids and sometimes duke comin at you with a knife warrants jumping onto counters

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Nesty, who doesnt get paid to deal with duke: I'm raiding dads liquor cabinet it's my due for putting up with this

Paranoia, physically manifesting: put the key to the liquor cabinet D O W N, Honesty

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The lights are confused as to why he disappears at random times of the day and night and he just "leave me TF alone before I leave you a goshdarn diddly P R E S E N T while youre sleeping I'm tired"

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patton: my child! my dark strange son!!

paranoia, who has children: ,,,,yea ok

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Patton ticks him off so he leaves a big halloween decor spider on his bed and nobody sleeps for weeks after that bc pattons too scared to touch it and paranoia maybeperhaps glued it onto his cover

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He's like one of those people you know might mean well but ooooooo boy theyre pushin buttons

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Paranoia, whos fav animal/insect is spiders and whose children have tarantulas and snakes on the regular: hes not even realistic!! You need to learn to get along with mr sparkles patton!! look at him. he's fluffy!

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He has googly eyes and glitter on him at all times of course hes named mr sparkles

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paranoia gets to be a little petty. as a treat

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Paranoia just carries bags of glitter around and whenever mr sparkles gets duller he takes mr sparkles to the kitchen counter and he dumps glitter on him

Logan and patton are tired of cleaning up bc paranoias just petty enough to make their counters eternally sparkly

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"why is there glitter all over the kitchen?"

paranoia, holding mr sparkles: :)

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Paranoia, after AA: I hate purple but they dont know that now do they

Paranoia is actually orange the last side is purple lol

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Chaos Gremlin dark sides and nobody is surprised bc paranoia raised them

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paranoia, going back to see his teen children after acting like a teen all day: what is up, fellow kids

honesty: i am going to lose it

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Wrath, coming to yell at them to keep it down: why are you purple I'm purple

Paranoia, cackling bc finally I can get out of this horrible color: *snaps fingers * I'M PARANOIA MOTHERTRUCKERS HAVE FUUUNNNNN I'M GONNA BE MAKING YOUR LIVES LIVING HELL FROM THIS POINT FORWARDS

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duke and nesty, pumped for halloween bc u l t i m a t e s p o o k: :D

paranoia, coming out in a traffic cone costume with a shit eating grin on his face: :D

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Paranoia, decorating for halloween bc "oh I'm sorry it's just the *sniffles * homesickness and we a l w a y s decorated for halloween" knowing full well all of his decorations are spider and witch themed bc they all like the salem witch trials

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He leaves ONE fake snake in romans cereal and the lights just. Lose it. Hes kicked back into the subconscious to be chaotic with his kids, no new side, just the hours upon hours of film hes gotten from the bugs hed placed around the unconscious and a plan for the next several movie nights

He gets back and honesty is w h e e z i n g bc he was watching through the cracks and they make a fail compilation of the light sides

It takes like two months for the lights to just go insane with him around not due to yknow paranoia but bc hes such a gremlin

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Patton asks if he was raised by wolves and he shoves mr sparkles at patton saying "take the issue of how I was raised up with my father, a-hole!!"

He doesnt actually curse he just yells "A-HOLE" so loud his kids can hear

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They dont find out he's a dad until hes summoned and hes making cookies or smt with the kids and hes in a bright orange stereotypical witch outfit,,, corset and all and an apron that says "worlds most chaotic dad" on the front

And hes talking to one of the kids like "duke you can only put dish soap in your batch nesty cant digest it like you can"

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Patton has an apron that says worlds least chaotic 'dad' courtesy of paranoia he made it himself(read: he stole pattons good apron and scribbled over it in sharpie)

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Paranoia is always close to cackling when around the lights bc theyre newbs to any chaos

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Roman and remus are twins but roman is the kind of kid to promptly forget abt anyone and logan n patton knew remus less than a day before he "disappeared" aka ran to the subconscious to explore and theyve just kinda blocked him out

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Logans fine with it and actually likes the decorations tho he has asked if they had to be so brightly coloured and if there had to be so much glitter

I say decorations but hes a secret gremlin at heart and is super close to snickering at all times bc of the pranks

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Also yes paranoia mildly dads roman it's great but he dads in an older sibling type way

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So pat and logan are all "hes fitting in as an older brother well" and they tell him abt their approval of his older brother chaos and hes just like "no this is how I am deal with it nothing to do with brothers" bc hes not telling them abt his kids he doesnt trust them

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Hes up at like midnight complaining with logan abt how patton doesnt let him be full chaos gremlin and logan says "mmmhmm did your parents in the dark side let you go wild with the chaos" and paranoia just,,,,, looks at him, dead in the eyes, and says "I dont have parents"

Cue logan being confusion

Paranoia, who genuinely didn't have parents: my parents are mr sparkles and the cat we've had for my entire life

Logan, who doesnt know they had a cat and is now worried bc "are you taking care of it???": ???

Paranoia: it's great for keeping the Others in line tho I just say "do your chores or no snuggle time with ms peregrin" and they do their chores while I'm making dinner

logan, incredibly confused: i don't know what you mean but ok

Paranoia: yeah theyre dumb but it's the level of dumb youd expect from my idiots

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Or he slips up and refers to them as his children/kids and logan, not realizing they have an Actual Father/Sons relationship/age difference(paranoias abt.late 20s early 30s, remus defies all logic and has been about 9-10 for a few years now, and dees like early teens) just says "huh how.interesting would it be to have to deal with people your age that immature" and paranoias just. "Y e a h t h e y r e t o t a l l y t h e s a m e a g e a s I a m"

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Duke is very much baby and upon seeing duke eating glue paranoia and honesty the idiots decided to try it too

theyre so dumb dsdhdhdhjsdh

They AREEE and paranoia, after discovering that duke has the h a r d i e s t immune system they decide to test exactly what he can and cannot safely eat bc he may be dumb but hes also def a Dad and he just wants to take care of his kids and if that includes making sure that duke can safely consume toilet bleach then so be it

Duke can eat almost anything short of actual cyanide but cyanide just makes him sick like stomach bug sick

He somehow gets a fever,,,,, he has it for like half an hour and paranoia is amazed

Hes in bed,,,,, paranoia makes him soup,,,,,, hes all better and running around again

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Paranoias parenting rules:

Dont murder your brothers pls

Do your chores or no snuggle time with ms peregrin

Glitter is always a yes

Insults are fine just make sure you dont overstep and make your brothers insecure

all of them are printed and then the last one is scrawled at the bottom in

If you get sick, tell him immediately bc he will find out and he will be the most obsessive parent to make sure you feel better ASAP

If your pronouns/name/function change, tell him immediately, he'll make sure you dont feel uncomfortable as well as he can

Duke dont put dish soap in honestys baked goods you know he cant digest it

It's a nice system for making chaos but keeping it manageable

They're all printed then the last one's scrawled in glitter gel pen and duke wrote a reply that said (I'm sorry yall dont have as good an immune system as I do)

There was a whole passive aggressive arguement on the bulletin for the next week before it got taken down to make room for dukes art

They eventually started just putting them up over each other and using magnets instead of thumbtacks

The entire bottom portion of the walls are painted in chalkboard paint so theres no unerasable drawing on the walls and the rest of the paint is magnetic so they can hang pieces everywhere

Dukes improving rapidly tho and doesnt like looking at his old art all the time so paranoia holds onto the drawings in several filing cabinets in case he ever wants to do redraws or needs his original prints to make something in the Imagination

also bc,,, sentimental

jus a little

Yeah bc "yes my child draws nothing but blood gore and new animals but hes a creative genius and I love all of his art"

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Roman: anxiety I can see why you left

Paranoia: ??? What?? It's spoopy season??

Roman: there was BLOOD on the WALLS

Paranoia, internally: oh!!!! Duke perfected his blood recipe!!!!

Paranoia, externally: how did it taste?

Roman: WHO TASTES THE BLOOD ON THE WALLS?!?!

Paranoia: if it tasted like lemons or citrus you need to stay off of most foods, stick to crackers and broth- don't eat anything heavy until you're sure you wont throw it up

Patton, who was making cereal: ????

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Also!!!! @iliveinprocrasti-nation Thanks for helping me flesh this AU out!!!

self-ship game!

tagged by my wife annie @rat-suki and my auntie annie @sanguinekeigo and my babygirl angel @bakatenshii and sweet ray of sunshine marquie @mindninjax also the cutest lil babie @deliathedork

rules: ship yourself with your fave character and tag other to do the same!

Ushijima x Leese

We meet in college at a party

I am That Girl™️

The one that writes herself off really early, and the Mum Friend™️ has to take me home

Well the Mum Friend™️ checked the fuck out and I’m spewing my guts up in the back garden

Cue concerned, sober, college senior Ushijima Wakatoshi

“I saw you stumble out here; are you okay?”

“Hey, woweee, you sure are tall.”

“Uh, are you feeling alright? You drank a lot—“

“What are you, 6 foot 1, 2?”

“6 foot 3”

“Ooooh, of course you are.”

He sits with me and hands me a bottle of water, ends up walking me home after I beg him for his number. Drunk Leese is a whole other person

Sober Leese is mortified when she hears what happened at the party

He texts me the next day and I APOLOGISE SO HARD

He wants to meet me for coffee but I am ashaaaaamed

I put it off for a week but we keep texting. He texts with perfect grammar which— ooooh I love ittttt— and we learn a little bit more about each other that way

ANYWAY we meet at the cafe and WOW?? HES SO HOT AND BIG AND THIS IS THE GUY WHO I MADE A DICK OUT OF MYSELF IN FRONT OF I WANT TO DIE—

But he says it’s nice to see me, and he’s glad I could make it and I look cute, and my heart is beating double time because idk how to interact with men when I’m sober but he’s interested in what I’m doing at college, and he tells me about his volleyball scholarship and how he’s being scouted for the WORLD team

We text allllllll the time and go for lunch dates and see each other between classes. I start spending time at his apartment— he lives alone— cooking with him, watching movies with him, I go to his games, he picks me up almost every night from campus

The sex starts after an argument because OF COURSE IT DOES

I see him talking to some fan girls while I’m feeling especially insecure one night after one of his matches, and I BOLT

He calls me and I tell him I’m not feeling well and maybe he should take one of his fangirls home tonight?

Then I hang up

He comes to my dorm all sweaty about half an hour later— hasn’t even showered. He’s mad. Which is good, because I’m ready for an arguement. Itching for it. We’ve been tiptoeing around the fact that we’re maybe, probably something? But nothing’s been discussed and he has the right to fuck one of his fan girls if he wants because he doesn’t have a girlfriend.

He has me, he says. And he’s frustrated because I’m highly emotional, and he is NOT, and I keep pushing him away, keeping him at a distance.

Eventually he just grabs me and kisses me

Time stops momentarily. He has calmed the beast (it’s me, I’m the beast)

(NSFW)

Then we’re tearing our clothes off, touching, kissing, biting, sucking. He holds me up and fucks me hard against the wall, in the shower, on the bed.

I practically move into his apartment from then on, and things move VERY QUICKLY which we’re both strangely comfortable with

He plays with my hair as we lay in bed, sharing my iPad and earbuds to watch a movie.

I give bomb AF massages, and he agrees.

He doesn’t get weird when I go out with my friends drinking, but tells me to call him if I need to be picked up.

Blowjobs in the locker room

Blowjobs in club bathrooms

Blowjobs on CAMPUS

Blowjobs at house parties

B L O W J O B S

I love giving him bjs— he’s got a nice dick. It’s long and thick and he keeps himself clean. and I love it when he pulls my hair and fucks into me when he cums

We’re both Leo’s so we love fiercely and would do anything for one another. We feed each other’s egos and bring out the absolute best in each other.

We get engaged in Mykonos when we’re travelling around europe. He really outdoes himself with the ring— being a professional athlete and all that— and I secretly love it.

We plan a wedding, but have to put it on hold because I WILL NOT be a pregnant bride and guess what???

KNOCKED UP

Anyways, we have a beautiful forest wedding and our twins are toddling flower girl and ring bearer, and we live happily ever after in our mansion in Miyagi

THE END

I tag @enjifuckersupreme @baku-no-alt @blahkugo lmao anyone else who wants to do it!!! tag meeeeee

Im here

Plot:You are Christine's older sister who is secretly helping the phantom be with Christine but when he gets in trouble what will happen next?

~Angst~

Movie+Stage Version

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It was rehearsals for Don Juan Triumphant and you were one of the ensemble members while Christine had the biggest role in the whole opera, you knew the plan, Erik or as people know him as,Opera Ghost, has set for your sister, you had just recently known that she has been taking lessons from him and recently he's been.....controlling of her.

You were furious of all the things he has done to your sister, telling her to only sing for him and even pushing her too much to her limits, but how can you deny those eyes that seem to hold all the sadness of the world and his touch more comforting than harmfull.

You approved to help him but to a certain extent.

"Those who ta? Tangle with Don Juan!"

"No-no Piangi i already told you"

This was probably the hundredth time he was stopped today and from the looks of it not the last.

You see your sister sneaking of rehearsals and taking her cloak with her.

'Going to fathers grave again perhaps?'

You followed her going to the stables to fetch a horse for transportation.

Just as you were going to tap on her shoulder a hand reached to your hand pulling you far away from your sister.

"E-erik? What the hell are you doing? I demand you to let go of me-"

Just as you were rambling Erik covered your moth with his hand and shushed you.

"Shhh you're gonna get us caught"

"Your sister,Christine, is she going to your fathers grave?"

"Yes she is now would you please remove your hand"

You look at his eyes which was now twinkling with mischief looking at your sister leaving the stables as  his smirk grows larger.

"Look whatever plan you have, go for it as long as my sister is safe and unharmed Ill let you do what you want to do"

You lay your hand on top of his hand that was formerly on your mouth but was now at your shoulder.

"I know how much you love her Erik, but i must warn you the vicomte will probably suspect her gone any minute now and will follow her"

He looks at you and moves his other hand that you werent holding to your cheek, as you struggled not to lean more to his touch he looks at your eyes with a glimmer of hope.

"Thank you (Y/N)"

"You know you are the only one I trust with my life"

Those words made your heart skip a beat and possibly make you smile a bit, you look away from him knowing he needed to leave to go to where your sister is.

"Be careful out there Erik"

A while later

You had knowledge of Eriks underground lair and had already known every passage and every path it takes to get to it, but right now you were sitting at his boat which had one of his cloak (he probably has a dozen) on it as you sit and wait you find yourself drifting off to sleep as you wrapped the cloak around your body (It probably is cold in the catacombs)

Dark, that was all you can see but for some reason you could still hear the music Erik composes when you were at the catacombs, little  melodies floating inside your head as if its lulling you asleep that is until you heard loud thuds of footsteps coming from one of the many passages in the catacombs.

You open your eyes to see Erik who was now trying to keep his anger down, a failed attempt, not the first it happened.

"Erik?"

You approach but as he sees you all the anger in his eyes begins to fade away and without knowing you pulled him to a hug.

"A-are you ok? D-did the vicomte hurt you? Hows my sister, fine I suppose? A-and what happened to your hand?"

You had already released him from the hug and was now inspecting his arm for whatever was causing the redness and rash

"Ah.., Im fine so is your sister, its just that insolent boy and I got into a heated swordfight I suppose when he pinned me to the ground I scraped my hand to hard against the ice"

"You got what! He didnt harm you did he? I know his love for my sister is strong and his anger towards you stronger but please Erik you must take ca-"

He put a hand against your mouth to make you stop rambling again, he slowly and hesistantly enveloped you in a hug, it surprised you ofcourse Erik wasnt one to give affection.

"W-why are you so concerned about me?"

This is it the do or die moment, you had to admit you were starting to hold feelings for The infamous opera ghost, he isnt all bad he's just misunderstood, cast away from society.

"I-i"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"I uhmm n-need to go I leave some bandages here often now since you get in a lot of trouble"

You let go of his hand as you turn to leave the catacombs while Erik stands there still confused on what just happened

The day of the performance

This is it, this is the day Erik was gonna try to make Christine his, you being nervous was an understatement not only did you fear for the danger your sister might face but also the dangers Erik might face.

The Opera Populaire was surrounded by policemen at some point even though you saw the teasing Erik did earlier (which made the police that was on the pit shoot box 5) you were still a tad bit worried that this plan might not indeed work.

"Hey Chrissy?"

You reached out to your sister and enveloped her in a hug immediately.

"Good luck out there ok?"

"And umm I promise"

You caress her hand and look her in the eye with a sincere look

"He will never hurt you"

This seem to confuse your sister, she held your hand with a grip and looked at you with a confused face.

"Wait, you know him? B-but  Ive never even seen you even meet hi-"

Christine looks back at you she starts to add things up with you disappearing  without a trace and not seeing you at the crack of dawn.

"Y-you were with him this whole time?"

"..."

"So what you just became bestfriend with the opera ghost without even telling me?!"

"Its not like you told me you were taking lessons from him either!"

You breathed in and out in attempt to ease the tension of the situation that was unfolding and by the look of it your sister still felt betrayed.

"He isnt a bad man Christine I know deep in your heart you know that"

Your sister looks away from you possibly from betrayal but still holding both of your hands(meaning she probably wasnt that mad)

'Look with your heart

And not with your eyes

A heart understands

A heart never lies'

You sing to her that was the only was you can think of on how to diffuse this entire  arguement.

"Miss Christine Daaé, you are due on stage in 5 minutes"

Christine looks at you with mixed emotion in her eyes and gives you a hug that was too quick to notice.

"I-i must go to my position dear sister"

She lets go of your hand and started to walk away and to her postion to the song where Erik was gonna be on the stage

'The Point Of No Return'

After a while

"Past the point of no return"

The song went by so fast in your head, you can see the police at the sides of the stage ready to aim and shoot at him but you assumed the vicomte didnt let them shoot yet.

Just then you heard screaming when you pushed past the crowds of people to get a close look on the stage it seemed that Christine tore off Eriks mask, your heartstrings tugged a bit the mask was the only think Erik kept close and without it he must have felt some weakness.

You turn to see the chandelier falling but all you could concentrate on right now was where the danm mask was as you finally found it the chandlier was so close to crashing on you but you were pulled aside by Madame Giry.

"(Y/N) for gods sake please be carefull we cant have another Daaé getting hurt tonight!"

"Vicomte! I know where they are you must follow me but remember to keep your hand at the level of your eyes"

You heard Madame Giry exclaim you turn to see Meg teaching the Vicomte how it is done and begged her mother to come with him.

Ofcourse you knew where they were being held but at the corner of your eye you see the policemen giving the Vicomte a gun.

No this cant be good, men with such anger as the Vicomte holds right now may do horrible things.

You rush down another path that leads to the catacombs being carefull not to get spotted by anyone, as you start to approach the catacombs you hide behind a pillar being carefull not to be spotted.

'Have you gorged yourself, at last, in your lust for blood?

Am I now to be prey to your lust for flesh?'

It goes on like as Erik placed the veil to Christines head and as he tries to explain the horrors of having a face like his

'Wait! i think my dear we have a guest!'

I suddenly spot the Vicomte behind the gates of the lair, he starts to beg Erik to release Christine and to show some compassion

'The world showed no compassion to me!'

You felt just how hurt Erik was at the moment but to your suprise (and to Raouls and Christines) Erik opened the gate and turned to walk away to possibly retrieve something.

Thats when you saw it the punjab lasso.

'Why would I make her pay, for the sins which are yours!'

He wrapped the rope around his neck and tightens it but not enough to kill him just yet, thats when Erik made Christine pick between him and Raoul, either he dies or she stay with him.

'Pitiful creature of darkness, what kind of like have you known? God give me courage to show you, you are not alone'

As Christine kissed the phantom you had to admit that it hurt you but who were you to judge, in the eyes of the phantom you were nothing but a friend, at least that was what you thought.

After Christine kissed Erik he seemed to have a change of heart he released the Vicomte and Christine then begged them to just leave him.

But the Vicomte,he was still angered furious really,as he and Christine was sharing a hug he started to reach behind his back, when you looked back at Erik he had his back facing them as he was still wallowing with the pain.

It was from instinct you broke into a run then hugged Erik.

"(Y/n)? W-what are you doing here I thought you had also left me-"

Just as he was talking a gunshot could be heard echoing across the catacombs.

"AAAAAAA!"

Christine was the first to react but when you heard her scream you released Erik from your hug then dropped to the ground.

It took a second for Erik to realize but when he did he kneeled down quickly and craddled you on his arm as he tries to stop the bleeding from your stomach.

"N-no no please GOD PLEASE!"

"Please take anything! Anyone! Please anyone besides her!"

Christine rushed to your side as she grabbed both of your hands and squeezed them tightly.

"N-no! D-dear sister d-ont worry it will be alright, it has to be alright!"

You were already feeling weak probably due to the loss of blood on your body but you still managed to caress her cheek with little strength you had.

"O-ofcourse everything will be alright Chrissy"

You smiled at her but you ended up coughing blood.

"Shh (Y/n) save your energy for now love please"

Erik pleaded as he craddled you closer to him.

"Huh,love, thats a new nickname for me isnt it Erik?"

You tried to make the situation a little better but it seems Erik wasnt listening to you as he was now crying  on your shoulder.

'Love never dies

Love never falters

Once it has spoken

Love is yours'

This seemed to get Eriks attention as he looks at you with sadness in his eyes

'Love never fades

Love never alters

Hearts may get broken

Love endures

H-hearts may get broken

L-love e-endures'

With what little strength you had you pulled his head towards you as he kissed you not caring about the blood that might get on his lips.

As he felt your hand which was at his cheek fall his heart broke as well.

"No no no! NO!"

He was now looking at your closed eyes with a smile still obvious on your face he pulls your body into an embrace as his cries gets louder and more tears fall from his eyes.

'Love never dies

Love will continue

Love keeps on beating

When you're gone'

JORYA MORMONT RECENT HISTORY ;

season 1 / season 2 / season 3 / season 4 / season 5 / season 6 / season 7

2. 01

    The North Remembers.  The ranging company arrive at Crasters Keep. She helps Grenn fix the cart damaged by sams weight. she slips in unnoticed whilst her father and the nights watch warm by the fire and discuss the movements of Benjen Stark and the Wildlings. She takes more interest as Craster mentions Mance Rayder, an old ally of her father and former crow turned. he speaks of Mance Rayders army. she sets her furs down with grenn and sam in the hay barn next to crasters hall.

2. 02

          The Night Lands. Jorya helps duties around Crasters keep whilst they stay there, she keeps her head low and her face covered by a cowl should Craster notice her. she is peeling potatoes with Edd, Grenn and Sam discussing farts when Sam is distracted by Gilly, she watches him totter off for more vegetables and continues the conversation with Edd and Grenn. she later discusses their path north with Jon when they are interrupted by Sam and Gilly. She agrees with Jon that it is too dangerous to take her with them ‘whos gonna deliver her baby? you?’ ‘ive read about it, abit, jorya?’ ‘I know more about where to cut a man than delivery a baby sam’ , later she talks to sam whilst everyone sleep he said ‘we cant take her with us, didnt say out about taking her back’ sam smiles and they sleep.

2. 03

                    What is dead may never die. Jorya and the nights watch are awoken by craster throwing Jon into the hay barn. she helps sam tend to jons wounds. jon tells Jorya and her father what craster has been doing, he is shocked to realize they knew the whole time. he tells them what he saw in the woods, what took the baby. WALKERS. she leaves to ready her horse and help Grenn and Edd with the sledge. 

2. 04 

garden of bones. jorya is  travelling with the nights watch

2. 05

The Ghost of Harrenhal. The Nights Watch travel to the fist of the first men. jorya is practically giddy to see Qhorin Halfhand again having not seen him for many years. she tells Edd, Grenn and Sam stories she was told by Qhorin of his time north of the wall, though Sam is more interested in the scenery and Gilly. They arrive at the fist of the first men and begin setting up camp. Sam remarks about the ancient place whilst Jon remarks about the fist’s origin, and what the first men were running from. Jon see’s Qhorin Halfhand approaching and Jorya goes to her father to greet their old friend. Qhorin discusses Mance Rayders army and suggest they fight more like Wildlings in order to halt the rebellion before it should start. He suggests infiltrating the wildling camp to kill mance. he requests a small group. Jorya convinces her father to let her go with Qhorin, stating she’s a better fighter and a better marksman than most of the watch, she also adds that she knew Mance as a child, he may be more trusting of her. Jeor reluctantly agrees.

2. 06

           The Old Gods and the New. Ghost roams freely across the picturesque hills north of the wall. qhorin discusses the wildlings with jon and jorya. As they head towards their destination they discover a small wildling encampment. Jorya takes out the first with her arrow before Qhorin, Jon and the other crows take out the rest. As one attempts to flee Jon grasps her, he holds her tight and tugs her hood down, its a girl. Qhorin tells him to kill her, Jorya agrees, as Jon questions her further she tells them to burn the dead, they continue to question her. Jorya brandishes her axe and offers to kill her for Jon, but Jon isists he does it himself. They leave him to it and pick up their trail. As they get to the top of the hill where they said they’d meet Jon, he fails to appear. They wait an hour before going to find him, they find his tracks but are captured by Wildlings before they can find Jon. They kill the other crows leaving Jorya and Qhorin, the latter for his notoriety. ‘’Crows so desperate they takin girls now?’’ they snicker. ‘’I am Jorya Mormont, Lady of Bear Island, daughter of Lord Commander Mormont... Crows would be fuckin’ lucky to have me’’

2. 07

          Prince of Winterfell. Jorya is travelling with Qhorin. They are together when ygritte brings jon snow to the lord of bones. ‘’already got gifts for mance, already got one crow.. dont need two’’ Jorya and Qhorin are on their knees, beaten with their hands bound as Jon is brought over. Lord of Bones wants to kill Jon but Ygritte insists Mance will want to meet him. Jon is brought over, he explains he couldnt kill ygritte  ‘’ i k n o w’’

2. 08  

         A man without honor. Jon, Jorya and Qohrin are are being taken to Mance’s camp

2. 09

        Blackwater. Jorya moved separately to Qhorin and Jon. The wind howls around them as an arguement breaks out behind her. She turns to see Jon and Qhorin arguing ‘’ i should’ve know better, trusting a traitors bastard!’’ Qhorin shoves Jon down an embankment, the lord of bones says he isnt Qhorins to kill.

2. 10

       Valar Morghulis. Jorya and Ygritte argue constantly about Longclaw. They’re nearing Mance’s camp. Tensions rise as Ygritte begins to tap Jon with Longclaw, Jorya lashes out and is restrained and moved away. They begin to move again but Qhorin steals the Lord of Bones’ sword and swings it wildly at Jon. Jorya watches confused at first but begins to struggle as Jon is knocked to the floor. Qhorin screams insults at Jon at how he has turned traitor.  ‘’ LET THEM F I G H T’’ ygritte throws longlaw into the snow for Jon. They fight, steel rings throughout the icy mountains. STOP. STOP IT. Jorya screams, unaware of qhorins plot. her screams stop as Jon plunges Longclaw into Qhorins stomach and out through his back. Qhorin falls insto the snow dead. The Lord of Bones cuts Jon free and tells the others to burn Qhorins body. They begin to move towards Mance’s camp. Jorya refuses and fights and bites and struggles, screaming at Jon for killing her old friend. The other wildlings drag her forward, lifting her from the ground, she struggles still, the whole way into Mance’s camp. 

Chapter 2: Donuts and Medals

The afternoon came faster than Nate and Katie expected as they were now walking around with their parents and their Yo-kai compainions doing some shopping. There wasn’t a lot of Yo-kai hi-jinx happening on their shopping trip and for the whole trip, it felt strangely normal, even with their Yo-kai companions traveling with them. Nate and Katie got what they wanted, making mental notes to buy their Yo-kai companions some gifts later, their mothers got what they wanted, they went to a few other stores, and ate lunch at a nice cafe, even if they had to get creative with sharing their meal with their Yo-kai companions so that they could have a taste without their parents noticing.

We’ve had a nice shopping trip and nothing went wrong so far…but knowing our recent luck, something’s going to happen.

It wasn’t until they were heading home and their fathers wanted to head to the grand opening of the donut shops that had just come to Flower Road that things started to become weird, and considering what Nate and Katie went through recently, that’s saying something.

“And if we turn this corner, we’ll be right there.”

There was a crowd in front of two donut shops, which were right next to each other, which was a little weird, but still not surprising. Of course, there was some fighting over whether Spirit Donuts or Soul Donuts tasted better.

Okay, a rivialry between businesses. Not a very surprising thing and why are our parents joining the fighting?

To their shock and embarrassment, both of their parents were now fighting over which donut was better after eating the free donut samples from both Spirit and Soul. Nate and Katie did also eat the samples, but they couldn’t see what the big deal was. Sure, the Spirit donuts had cream filling and the Soul donuts had custard filling, but they both tasted very similiar. Of course, they weren’t going to tell these people that, especially their parents. They slowly stepped away from the crowd, trying to distance themselves as best as possible from the craziness.

“So, Whisper?”

“Yes?”

“Was this the work of a Yo-kai or are we humans just that crazy?”

Before Whisper could say anything, Nate and Katie turned to see Lucas standing nearby, holding a box and eating from it.

“Hey, Lucas. Did you get wrapped up in the craziness of the Spirit and Soul donuts too?”

Lucas looked up and said,

“Actually, these are from a shop in the Yo-kai Realm called Specter Donuts. From what I know, they’re aware of the Spirit and Soul Donuts rivalry and they’re trying to put an end to it since that rivarly has been happening for decades apparently. Care for one?”

Lucas offered the box to Nate and Katie and they looked in the box to see that the Specter donuts looked similar to the Spirit and Soul donuts, but it was more golden, the frosting looked like it was vanilla instead of chocolate, and it had a golden Yo-kai Watch symbol with a smaller symbol that looked like the Yo-kai spirit symbol colored gray inside the Yo-kai Watch symbol, on top of it. They took a donut and bit down on it, their eyes lighting up at the taste.

“What’s in these? These are really good!”

Admittedly, they taste like a lighter version of both the Spirit and Soul donuts, but the Specter donuts are just so delicious!

Lucas had to think back to when he bought the donuts and he finally said,

“From what the shopkeeper told me, the filling is supposed to be mousse.”

An idea appeared in Nate’s head as he asked,

“Hey, Lucas? Are you free for the rest of the afternoon?”

“Yes, why?”

“We’re bored and we need to discuss stuff, but where should we meet up?”

“How about at Timer’s and More? I needed to go there anyway.”

“Alright! Just let me and Katie finish up things with our parents and we’ll meet you there.”

Lucas waved goodbye to Nate and Katie as they remembered that they had to get their parents away from the craziness of the donut shop rivalry. They walked back to the crowd, only to find their parents glaring at each other.

“You men are crazy! Soul is the best donut!”

“Ladies, please…Spirit’s obiviously the best donut here.”

Nate and Katie just stood there awkwardly as they really didn’t want to get involved in this arguement. Thankfully, their parents noticed that they were feeling very uncomfortable watching them agrue, so they said to the kids,

“Nate, Katie, you two can head back and do whatever for the rest of the day. We’ll be home as soon as someone changes their mind!”

Nate and Katie grabbed their things and they walked away from the crazy crowd that included their parents and on a whim, they decided to see if a Yo-kai was causing trouble, only to find that their Yo-kai Watches weren’t lighting up.

“Okay, what gives?! Why aren’t they lighting up the area?!”

Whisper took Nate’s wrist that was wearing the Yo-kai Watch and looked it over before going to Katie’s Yo-kai Watch and looking it over.

“Whisper, do you have an idea about what happened to them?”

Whisper gave them a sheepish grin as he shrugged.

“Maybe something happened when they were taken away from you? That’s my theory, at least.”

Nate and Katie groaned, but they were so thankful that they were going to meet Lucas at Timer’s and More anyway.

“Katie? Can you sense any Yo-kai that isn’t the four of us in this area?”

Katie closed her eyes and concentrated before saying,

“Well, there’s a few auras in the area and there’s a large one near our parents. Maybe it’s Dismeralda?”

“Well, if it’s the same Dismeralda from last time, she and Happierre will see each other again soon and make your parents normal again.”

They started to walk back home to pick up a few things because one things they had missed while the Yo-kai were gone was their bottomless bag and of course, the letter said that the other items that were taken would be returned when they got home.

“I’ll get my things and meet you at your house, Nate.”

“Sounds good.”

*****

A few minutes later…

When they had gotten to their houses, their journal and sketchbook were found on their desks without any damage done to them, although there were also only a few medals placed with them. Katie got Komasan and Komajiro’s medals while Nate only got Jibanyan’s medal, must to their surprise and annoyance. After putting their medals into their pockets and grabbing their bug nets and fishing poles along with the journal and sketchbook, they met up in front of Nate’s house and placed all of their items into the bag.

“Man, I really missed being able to carry our bug nets, fishing poles, and other stuff in one place.”

“I thought you missed having our bike charms, Nate?”

“Well, I missed those too, but I’m just happy to have Yo-kai magic on our side again. Although, I really wish we had more of our Yo-kai medals.”

Katie opened the letter she had found in her sketchbook, which read as follows,

To my friends,

As I promised, your other items have been returned, although there is something I neglected to tell you both. When I took your Yo-kai Watches, I kinda accidently broke a few important parts when I was trying to upgrade your Yo-kai Watches to S Rank so that you could be protected from any major threats, but these models are slightly different from the model I’m more familiar with. Of course, the fact that I didn’t create the Yo-kai Watch might also be a factor in this since I was just friends with the original creator. Either way, I apologize for the trouble, but I am aware that you two are good friends with someone that can fix the Yo-kai Watch, so all is not lost.

- Your concerned friend

P.S: That is one of the reasons why I only gave you the medals of the three Yo-kai that are always with you, but if I had found the medal for the fourth Yo-kai accompanying you, I would’ve also given back his medal as well. When you get the Yo-kai Watches fixed, I’ll give back the Medallium with all of your other Yo-kai medals still inside.

“Well, we’ll be getting back our Yo-kai medals at least, but it does raise a few questions…”

“Like what?”

“Who did create the Yo-kai Watch if it wasn’t our letter writer? I know Mr. Goodsight said that he helped with it’s creatation, but he never said that he actually made the Yo-kai Watch itself.”

“Well, we don’t know how he helped with the creation of the Yo-kai Watch, but we can ask him when we go to Timer’s and More.”

“That’s true…now for the other thing on my mind…Whisper?”

Whisper jumped, having been caught off guard by Nate saying his name since he had been thinking of something else.

“Oh! Sorry, Nate. What did you need?”

“Why did you never give us your medal?”

“W-why would I need to give you my medal? I’m always around you anyway!”

Whisper’s nervousness didn’t go unnoticed as Nate said,

“I’m not trying to make you nervous on purpose, I’m just wondering why we don’t have your medal, Whisper. What if something came up and we needed you and you weren’t there with us?”

Whisper just looked at the ground and whispered,

“S-sorry, I don’t want to talk about it right now.”

Whisper did want to tell them why he never gave them his medal, other than the ‘always around you’ excuse he gave them, but he just didn’t feel comfortable telling them at that moment.

I just hope that the moment I tell them can happen on my own terms and not because I was forced to.

Nate poked Whisper to get his attention and said,

“You’ll tell us someday, right?”

Whisper nodded.

“I-i will, it’s just a little difficult right now.”

Nate just patted Whisper’s back to reassure him that the matter wouldn’t be brought up again for a while as the group walked to Timer’s and More to talk to Lucas and to get their Yo-kai Watches fixed.

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Cold eyes warm hearts- a allie and sasha oneshot of my fav oc pairing

Ok soooo this one is gonna be different from the other oneshots ive written. Instead of centering around ada(like they usually do) this will center around my ocs Allie Jones and Sasha Arlovskaya This is a oneshot that randomly came to my head Enjoy the Allie x Sasha~ WARNING THIS IS GONNA GET ANGSTY AND THERES GONNA BE YANDERE SASHA APPEARING IN THIS(TW: PHYSICAL ABUSE AND VIOLENCE AND SASHA COMMITING MURDER) (This is in 3rd p.o.v) “ i dont trust him” The american girl sighed rather heavily, picking up her milkshake and stirring it. “ cmon Sash give the guy a chance! Hes really nice and sweet and hes been really good to me the couple dates weve gone out on…"Allie tried to reason with her best male friend with little success, as the bellarussian simply narrowed his cold pink tinted slate colored eyes more and didnt touch the diner special plated in front of him. There was a world meeting this week in Allie’s father’s country so instead of hanging around the conferrence building Allie Jones dragged her cold, intimidating friend out to a local nearby diner. She shouldve known izzalia would mention her new boyfriend to Sasha… Sasha let out a grunt “i do not care. I do not trust him. I do not trust the gleam little sunflower described in his eyes. He does not sound good.” He argued firmly, crossing his heavy trench coat covered arms. Allie sighed again and took a sip of her vanilla and strawberry milkshake to come up with another counterargument. As she did she took in her friend’s appearance…his pale hair that was such a pale blonde it looked silver in the sunlight, his snowy skin, his frozen slate colored orbs for eyes, his slightly crooked teeth bared lightly in a snarl at her boyfriend-just the thought of him really, his strong broad shoulders and lanky appearing figure under that insufferable looking soot black trenchcoat and long sleeved dark blue shirt…… Allie shook away the thoughts and tried again. “Sash you havent even MET the guy yet! Just give him a chance and relax, i can handle myself just fine.” He responded with a grunt and took a bite of the large order of fries he had, one of the only things he really showed interest in eating. Allie gave a grunt of her own and chucked a fry at his face. “Dude seriously youre killing the happy mood of the whole damn diner.” At that his lips twitched up in the start of a smile and he rolled his eyes, easily swatting away the fry. “So sorry i am not a cheerful loudmouth like you Camellia.” Allie rolled her blood red eyes and ate her food, steering the subject away from her love life. And away from Sasha noticing the bruise on her arm. It wasnt that she was scared OF Sasha, no that wasnt it at all. Sasha was cold and could be intimidating sure, but to her she saw a cranky, smartmouthed, and overprotective boy that noticed things no one else but her own sister noticed. For good and for bad. She wasnt scared of him….more of his reaction to the finger shaped bruises on her arm, still freshly dark from yesterday. ‘he…he didnt mean it…he was stressed and was nice enough to make plans for us that i cancelled and forgot to tell him about…he had every right to grab me so hard and to yell like he did….’ Sasha sighed and nudged his food around. He knew she was hiding something, but Allie was….a complicated being to question. If you approached her bluntly about hiding something she’ll deny it and get defensive and skittish. But he couldnt ignore it either… Whether he liked it or not the loud, normally cheerful and foul-mouthed american girl had managed to situate herself into his life, his inner circle of trust, and biggest of all his heart. As he ate another fry he kept an eye on her, watching her movements and behavior for any hint of what was wrong with her. ‘she has been….skittish all day…hmmm….’ He was silent as she rambled about her dance lessons, seeing her sister and uncle mattheiu, about everything that happened between the times they saw each other in person that he didnt already know about. He lost all focus on her words though when she slipped off her leather jacket absently and waved her right arm in some kind of gesture. All his focus narrowed on the large, dark finger like bruises right below the tan girl’s elbow. “What.Are.Those.Allie.” Allie’s whole body tensed up and froze, her eyes widening. “….its nothing Sasha. Forget about them.” The bellarussian capital narrowed his eyes into a frigid glare and he grabbed her elbow firmly but gently, looking over the bruises with a low snarl. “Did He Do this? Does your father know about these bruises? What else has he done to you Camellia?!” Allie winced at his slowly rising tone and tugged at her arm to get it away from him. “C-christ Sasha calm down! No…dad doesnt know about it…he hasnt done anything to me…but…….yes….these are from him….” Her voice grew quieter and quieter as she spoke, shrinking back so subtly that Sasha let go and forced himself to calm down, eyes softening. “Camellia….” She smiled softly at him and rested her hand on his, her eyes lightening up in the way that made him relax. The light in her eyes was forgiving and happy. “Hey….its fine Sash. Youre protective of your friends…i know this…i shouldnt have hidden it from you….dont worry you didnt do anything wrong Sash. Im fine i promise they dont even hurt.” The two shared a moment of calmed silence before sasha set his other hand over allie’s gripping gently as they locked eyes… “Camellia…” “Sasha i…” She glanced away towards the door and sasha saw all the light die in her eyes as her face paled slightly. She yanked her hand away and forced a cheerful smile as footsteps approached them. “Allie! Baby i wasnt expecting to see you here…..with, a guy.” Sasha turned and glared at the tall male who stopped at their table, standing uncomfortably close to allie. Sasha saw the nervous twitch to the american’s fingers as she looked up at him. “O-oh hey Troy…t-this is my best friend Sasha. Hes in town from out of country and we’re just….catching up. Its..um…why i couldnt hang out today….” Her voice quieted seeing the human frown. Sasha gripped the table hard and blatantly glared at the human. “I am Sasha. You…must be the “boy friend” i have heard about.” His tone was as sharp and disgusted with the human as his glare. “ yeah im her boyfriend. Cmon allie you can hang out with…him…some other time lets go do something.” Before she could protest or refuse he grabbed her upper arm roughly and yanked her out of her seat. Sasha was seeing red when he saw her flinch a bit and allow him to push her around without fighting back. She grabbed her jacket and whispered a goodbye to the capital as she was dragged away. Sasha seethed and almost cracked the table when he punched it ‘that….bastard…is…dead…’ A few days passed and sasha was still seething, and allie didnt know what to do. They had been fighting and arguing viciously since what theyve both decided to call the ‘Diner Incident’. Almost every conversation between them turned into arguements and the guilt from it was eating Allie alive. She couldnt stand it, the tension between them. By the second to last day of the world meeting Allie was so distraught she had almost relasped, if her sister hadnt been there….. Allie shook her head a bit, not daring to even think about it. She was still clean, upset and miserable sure, but clean. She sighed a bit as she walked with troy down the street, blocking out her thoughts and the whole world really. That was a mistake. SMACK! She yelped in surprise and pain at the sudden harsh stinging in her cheek and looked at the human startled. “W-what the FUCK was that for?!” He glared at her almost disgusted and before she could react he managed to hit her across the face again, making her stumble into a wall. “ next time dont ignore me when im talking.” He sneered. Allie flinched back when he lifted his hand towards her, shrinking back. Then the next thing she knew Troy went flying down the sidewalk with a pissed off bellarussian and her whole world froze and tilted under her feet for a moment. She flinched at the crack sound his head made when it collided with the pavement, Sasha’s punch having sent him clear off his feet. But Sasha didnt stop there. He had lost it completely. And he was out for blood. Sasha didnt stop as he pinned the human down and started punching him over and over again, snarling and swearing loudly at him in russian as he did. The human boy had no chance to fight back or defend himself, sasha was ruthless and merciless. His vision was as red as his fists as he kept punching. “Sasha stop!” He snarled as Allie latched onto him and tried to yank him back, struggling against her to finish the human off. “Let.GO!” allie kept clinging to him and yanking him back. Sasha snarled at her persistance until he felt something wet start staining his shoulders. His whole body stopped moving. Allie was crying. His camellia was crying…. “P-p-please s-sasha…s-stop…p-please…” He blinked and the red cleared and he let his american pull him away a bit from the beaten and bloodied human, hugging her tightly as soon as he got the chance. “ im sorry camellia im so sorry do not cry camellia shh shhh im sorry it is ok now…” She hiccuped and nodded, looking up at him. Without thinking about it he leaned down and kissed her. It was awkward, wet and salty from her tears, gentle, innocent, a bit restrained, but allie enjoyed it anyway. She wiped her eyes when he pulled away and smiled “L-lets go back to the world conferrence building o-ok?” Sasha nodded but didnt move right away “You go ahead and start walking. I will call an ambulence. I insist.” She hesitated until he kissed her forehead and brushed a tear away, a rare soft smile on his face that made her cheeks flush red. “Please, my camellia, i insist. I will catch up with you shortly. Trust me love.” Allie nodded and kissed his cheek before she started walking away. When sasha knew she wasnt going to look back he grabbed the human and dragged him into a nearby alley, slamming him against a wall. He gave a small crazy smile as he stared at him. “ you will NEVER hurt, look at or touch MY camellia ever again. Understand?” He watched the human nod and smiled wider. Next thing he knew the human had a knife in his gut. “W-w-wha….” Sasha simply smiled even wider and stabbed him again, this time in the heart. “ no one hurts my precious camellia Allie and lives.” “So does this mean we are together now?” Sasha asked tentively to allie, hours later in the conferrence building waiting room. Both had been cleaned up and coddled and now they were relaxing on a comfortable couch. “Hmm…yes, yes it does Sash.” She murmured happily. Sasha smiled softly and kissed the top of her head, all traces of blood and what he had done wiped away. “Im glad my precious camellia….and…” “Hmm?” “You’ll be mine forever, da?” End. OK HOLY SHIT ITS FINALLY DONE HOLY SHIT THAT WAS LONG but im so proud of this right now @phantommoonpeople @canadas-googlesearchhistory @2pcanadas-googlehistory Alright guys here it is angsty yandere sasha! Hope you enjoy it!

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(side note: im doing prompts which i got from an insta post, its basically an alphabet prompt thing but i dont know who the op is for the original prompt post so uh . i hope that? ? me doing this is 100% okay? if not then pls tell me i will make sure to fix this mistake,)

(side note 2: god  im a bit afraid to post this but whatever anyway . )

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“Ah, the dangers of unrequited love.”

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“Ah, the dangers of unrequited love.”

The girl besides the magician spoke, peeking at a figure far away, with the use of binoculars.

“He’s just…smiling at his phone. What’s so wrong with that?” the magician spoke, pushing away his white/purple bangs from his eyes.

“The problem is ,” the brown-haired girl started “he’s a person who’s cold 90% of the time!”

“Then…why love? He could be smiling at a picture of a bird.”

“Okay, maybe it is  that, but! He’s blushing! Just look at him!” the girl then shoved the binoculars to the magician, who gently took them, peeking.

“…You are right, he is blushing…” he then whistled “I’ve never seen that happen, except for when we teased him about his highschool crush…”

“Oh, you mean trashy bitch Lilia?” she replied, starting to pick on her gloves. “I thought we already dumped her a month ago. Why are we picking that topic up? Did you not move on from her already?”

A wistful sigh was the only thing that came out.

“…Hellooo? Earth to Umbrie?”

Umbrie – who was actually named Umbras, – then put away the binoculars, handing them back to the girl.

“You move on too quickly, Milkdromeda.”

“Oh. Ooooooh. Oh no, not the full name! Anything but thaaaaaat…” Milkdromeda shouted dramatically, before flopping softly onto the asphalt ground. “I moved on because she was abusing our friend. I get that she’s a childhood friend and all-”

“–Who helped out with our issues. Milk, do you even remember how she dragged you out of your bubble when you were bullied? Or how she helped Quarrel out of his situation?”

“And putting him into another bad situation, by cutting him open everyda–”

“Milk!”

“Ugh, I’m sorry, but I’m so fucking MAD at her!” the girl then rose up, sitting up. “Yes, she helped many people before, but she– She abused one of our friends! Sure, she helped us, but in turn, she fucked us up, especially Quarrel!”

“…That…is true, but you shouldn’t be so rash about this issue, Milk.”

“How should I be rash if she chopped my fucking fingerprints off?!”

A beat of silence.

“…Umbrie? Umbrie? Hello–”

“She…harmed you as well?”

The magician then instinctively grabbed at his scarf.

“Uh- Well- She did, but um…” Milk then panicked, grabbing onto each thought, trying to dig her way out of the pit she dug herself in–

–Before glancing at the boy beside her, who had uncovered his neck upon her panic. The uncovered neck sported a long, slit scar on the boy.

“….oh.” A small sound escaped her lips.

“…Lilia, she…You know how Quarrel had a crush on her, right?” the girl nodded in response. “I…had the same crush. But it was around elementary school. One day, s…she told me to follow her after class. And I did. She- She lead me into an alleyway. You know how the story goes…h– haha…D-Dark alleyways aren’t really…the best place to hang out in…”

“She slit your throat?!” Milk exclaimed, dropping the binoculars from shock.

“Y…Yeah. She told me that she knew of my crush too, and told me she’ll accept me if I…if I let her do this one thing and then she…”

“Wait wait wait wait. How did you survive?!”

“I healed myself?…I didn’t have magic practice that day at all, so I had mana left over to heal myself…”

“Jesus fuck, Umbrie! And you still carried on, thinking she was a saint?! A saint?!”

Umbras then sighed, covering his face with his palms, hiding from the rest of the world with his shame.

“…I thought it would just be a one time thing. I really thought it would,” the magician started “and yes, it was. But not for Quarrel. I didn’t even realize- I didn’t even want to believe she was harmful for us, but…”

“But you didn’t want to pursue it, wanting to stay blind and continue blindly, following your harmful saint.”

Both characters then turned behind them, spotting the same boy they were stalking earlier.

“O-Oh! Hiiiii theeere Quarreeeelll….” the girl awkwardly tilted her head to the side, picking at her gloves. “Didn’t uh, see ya there…”

“I was here the whole conversation.” the boy coldly stated. “How did you not see me here?”

“Haha, sorry. We were so caught up in our experiences that we couldn’t hear you walk over…” the magician awkwardly smiled.

Quarrel then coldly stared at both of them, before crouching down like the rest of them. His expression then broke, uncovering a sleu of messy emotions.

“Q-Quarrel? Quarrel? Hey- Hey, buddy, buddy, calm down–”

“–I thought…I thought that you guys…” a small, whimpering voice came out, scaring the two of them.

“Thought what? Quarrel, you can tell us-”

“I thought you would…throw me…o..out or something…because Lilia is-”

“Hell no!” the girl intercepted. “Lilia is a piece of shit and the thing that can hold us all together now is the shit she put us through!”

“W– Well, not necessarily, um…haha…” Umbras then looked away. “…We can all…you know…finally get to know eachother or something…besides the fact that one of us is a hacker, a magician and an ice demon…”

“…R…Really?” Quarrel then looked up, unexpecting the response.

“Yeah! Though I do know everything about all of you since I’m a hacker and all and I do know about your latest crush on a boy–”

“Excuse me?!” the ice demon shouted, his hands immediately turning to ice. Oh, what’s that? Claws are forming too.

“–OOOON second thought!” Milk then scooched away from Quarrel.

Umbras then sighed. “Milk…”

“Maybe I shouldn’t have trusted you, you little–”

“I can explaiiin!”

“Explain! Now!”

“W-Well–”

The magician then zoned out, tuning out of the arguement that followed.

But he did watch, as both of them started chasing eachother, it slowly turning into a game.

He never remembered all of the quartet playing and hanging out like this.

Only with Lilia. Otherwise, his relationships with Milk and Quarrel weren’t on such a deep level.

And yet,

maybe this was what he had wanted all along. To really fully admire them, to form a deeper connection to them.

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(side note 3: i will fill everything with side notes. yes i will-) (side note 4: this sufkcs) (side note 5: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

I have a lot of feelings about the resurgance of the abortion debate in the US and as a result other western countries (Canada specifically) atm. I figured I needed to write them down and while it won’t add anything new to the discussion I hope the humanizing element might help someone somewhere sometime.

I grew up going to Catholic school. My parents definitely believe in God and we go to church but they also taught us that the word of the church is not gospel (pun intended.) My dad, who is not catholic, used to joke that we (my mum and her family, and by extension I) had a very protestant view on catholism. None the less I was a product of my environment and learned in school that abortion was wrong. I remember going into my mum’s room at the age of... probably about 11? And asking her if I could explain my debate style logic for why abortion was wrong. She sat there quietly and listened to me while I grinned with pride at what I thought was a good arguement then told me that if that is how I felt that was fine. Her affect did not convey it’s intended horror to me until years later.

In high school debate club our advisor said the line he had always been taught was that there are three things you do not insert into a debate: the existance of God, Hitler/Nazis, or abortion. In high school and university I took some philosophy classes and ruminated a lot on issues of existance/life and of liberty/autonomy. Ultimately, I came to the conclusion that I could not seeing myself ever having an abortion; if it came to that adoption would probably be a better option, but that it was not my place to determine what others could do. My morality does not trump that of others and I find religious devotion in the idea that I am never going to know what God’s Will /actually/ is and even if I did, people have to be allowed to follow their own life path, to make their own choices even if that brings them closer or further to whatever divine morality there might be in the abstract. A girl a few doors down from my room in residence had a pregnancy scare after a drunken night (which opened up the whole discussion of how even if she felt she had consented legally she had been assaulted.) I had a campus health appointment for a chest infection that day and I remember looking at the sexual health and family planning brochures and contemplating picking them up for her, of offering to go to appointments with her, to be there while she figured this out. Her period came the next day.

Back in my catholic school days I could never picture myself having sex before marriage. The older I got and more I learned and thought about it I decided I would never have sex unless I loved the man. When I was 20 I had my First Love. He shared by beliefs in most regards and at least respected the rest. As a result we waited months, waiting until we had said ‘I love you.’ So I lost my virginity, and the next morning, my second time having p-in-the-v sex EVER, while still swirling in all the emotions that come with a first time and a first REAL boyfriend, the condom broke. I was on the pill so realistically it was not the end of the world. I had been on it since I was 16. Ironically, the white guy politicians may be interested to know, I was on it not for contraception but to actually protect my fertility; endometriosis runs very strongly in my family and I got the tell tale cramps before I went on it. By going on the pill I am attempting to ensure that one day when I am in that “traditional marriage” they value so highly I will actually be capable of concieving a child. But back to my moment of sheer panic. I was being punished by some universal force; the first time I ever had sex, though it was in a committed relationship with a partner who had the prospects to support a family should it come to that, I was no where near ready for a child.

I googled if you could take the morning after pill along with daily oral contraption, because I REALLY didn’t want to end up pregnant and face the choices associated with that. I found out you could and after asking if I was ok for the millionth time my boyfriend ran out to the pharmacy to get one. I lay there thinking about so many things. I had been so careful, I had thought this through; having sex was not a momentary decision. We had used two forms of prophalactic contraception. But it still might not be enough. “But abstinance!” But I loved him and I wanted to share that depth of relationship with him. That being said, my mum had always said “you don’t even have to love the man, but you need to think: would this be someone I would want to co-parent w if it came down to that?” And I wouldn’t; I loved him but we were 20 years old; he was immature, could barely keep himself alive much less a baby; and while I loved him I fully admit I could not picutre myself spending my life with him, not deep down.

Then my thoughts moved to myself. In theory, I think I would make a good mom, when I’m ready. But I was not. I am on anti-anxiety and anti-depression medication; would I have to stop it if I did get pregnant? Would I be able to survive the resurging depression and anxiety while pregnant if I did have to off of it? Should I go off it /right then/ in case I was and the meds affected a fetus in the first two weeks? Even if I was to choose to carry a unexpected pregnancy to term I would then put either the baby’s or my own life at risk. We all also know the adoption and foster care system has so many stories of abuse but also I would be in a finanical and social situation which would disadvantage it if I was to keep it- assuming its business student father, who was set to make a lot of money, wasn’t around, as a worst case scenario. He came back with the morning after pill, I went to work and endured the cramps and crying fits if caused.

When I finished my birth control pills for the month, on winter break, I waited the ~2-3 days it always takes for my period to start. I prayed to God to help me, to please let me not be pregnant. I went out for coffee with my high school friends and they told me not to worry; I had used 3 seperate forms of preventative measures; there was an infitesimal change, but I still worried. The stress made me ill- and that was while still taking my meds, who knows what it would have been like without them. Was I nausiated because I was anxious or pregnant? I had called my mom crying a few days after it happened, told her I had done /things/ with my boyfriend and wasn’t sure what I was feeling then. I was so upset she feared I had been sexually assaulted. I thought a lot about if I could go through with having a termination if I was pregnant. I still don’t know if I could have or would have. There were moments when I was determined to have one, moments were I was determined to carry it.

Of course a fetus never existed. I got my period on Christmas Eve, and thanked the God I believe in. The whole experience took way more out of me then the event people joke about very casually when they say someone had a “pregnancy scare.” I am sure there are at least a /few/ scenarios I didn’t think of. I am sure it would have been so much worse if I had gotten pregnant. There are so many factors which play into whether a woman might or might not choose an abortion. There would have been so many people effected by the decision but ultimately, it was my life which would have changed the most. It could have RUINED me for life, thrown the whole thing off course. Carrying a fetus in that time and place with my health concerns could have ruined it’s chance at life too. There would be no positive. It would have been a decision I would have had to make and to live with for the rest of my life, but ultimately it was my choice. It was a choice which could not have been taken away from me regardless of a law. It would be a choice I would have to weigh with my health and my own moral beliefs. Even if it was against the law I could have had one illegally. I want to bring children into this world one day, it is one of my greatest dreams, but I will do it only when I am in the best possible situation to give those children all the opportunities I can.

The choices are difficult to make. They are not inherently wrong or right, no matter what self-righteous idea you have which contradicts that. I don’t know of a religious text in any major reigion which specifically refers to the morality of ending a pregnancy, or even the life of an unborn child if you choose to frame it that way. They each have their own emotional and physical consequences, something every women, and particularly women who have experienced the choice or shadow of the choice themselves, is accutely aware of. The decision is rarely if ever made lightly. A woman’s own mind and moral compass is strong enough to check and balance for themselves without interferance. If you cannot respect her inner struggle and ability to know herself and her own mind your problem is not with “killing babies” it is with your understanding of the equality and equity between humans. If you can empathize with other humans how can not you with women who have had or would have abortions? Who would agonize over their own lives and the lives of those around them- and the opinions of those around them? With the narrative I presented above- having done everything right only to have somethig go very very wrog? With another soul who is making the hardest decision of their life, do quote my dad.