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queen-of-scissors · 1 year

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İn sagau au, genshin,

İf you tell them you have other worlds (games) you visit they are going to call you

THE CREATOR OF THOUSAND WORLDS

İts time for my monthly brainrots with my little to no English.

They are going to give you some cool names based on your personality traits and you cant stop them. İt can be as stupid or as cool as you think they would.

For stupid ones, we have:

-you were having a stroll with Thoma, the boy who is so popular that at one point he had more fans than you (imposter au lol). When you mentioned him that you love animals he HAD to make you meet all of his stray friends. Those little guys always need some attention afterall and maybe getting the divine creators blessings will help them be more lucky in the harsh wild.

(no he is not talking about your acolytes what do you mean?)

"this one reminds me of my favorite villager from animal crossing" you mumbled, not realising he can hear you.

"Animal... What?"he said, confused.

"ah its one of the ga... worlds... İ created."

Thoma looked even more confused. Villagers? Animals??? Animal villagers???? Crossing what???

He realised how you got a bit anxious from the question so he did not pushed you to answer. Maybe it was a touchy subject for you, so you did not want to talk about your own worlds that you created.

But he did talk to others about it, people were exited to know about other worlds, let alone the worlds YOU created! Alot of people tried to understand what that world was about and maybe add the things you like about it in their own world so you will be happier in this world :D

And that is the story on how "animals' lover" became one of your titles. (Zhongli's idea, he tought it should be something that Suits your all loving heart)

-it was a nice day in your abode. Birds were chirping happily to prove your point, the gentle breeze was moving the leaves of the trees as if its dancing with them. Other than that İt was quiet... Too quiet... The realisation of how unusual for your not-so-secret-anymore hiding spot to not be filled with your acolytes and alot of noise while you would be having a nice relaxed tea is sending chills down your spine.

Oh no.. things are usually worse when theyre silent for a long time... You decide to check up on them.

Upon going back inside, it wasnt much hard to guess why they were busy not bothering you, they were on eachothers throats.

As they usually do on their free time.

The first thing you see is Nahida, trying to fix a vase that has been broken, with vines she created from her hand while Trying to desperatly make the other people in the room calm down.

You also see Zhongli and Al haitham, theyre chatting about something and you can see that the atmosphere is tense. You can feel that the only thing from keeping them from eachothers neck is the starter of the fight will look bad infront of you. What an interesting duo huh..

You see Ei, xiao and kujou sara, weapons out, chasing venti. Ah so the culprit was him. Better stop this nonsense as they might just kill the poor bard.

Your voice ecoed down your abode .

"ENOUGH"

And with that the whole caos seem to stop for a moment. Everyone in the room looks at you. Hehe, works everytime.

"Tell me what happened here" you demanded. And they told you the story you already guessed with just a glance through the room. (Poor nahida got scared the most ;;)

Venti was singing your praises, well... Mostly praises, he also used this opportunity to show off how much he is liked by you. Zhongli and Ei got angry, how dare he spit LİES and blasphemy about you and ruin your image?!

Zhongli kept his composure but it wasnt the same for Ei. Al haitham made a remark about his silance and that lead to the convertion you saw them have.

Nahida tried to stop Ei but it only fueled her more. The breaking point was when while venti was singing, and using his power to make affects, he accidently pushed over one of the most expensive ornaments, and told them you would forgive him anyways ehe.

You sighed, "why did this turn into that one scene in DDLC (doki doki litterature club) where Yuri and natsuki fight.."

"Your Grace, please tell us the truth, do you favor this bard more than us?" Ei said in desperation. But all you could see was Yuri, panicing over you not liking the poem more than the others.

Al haitham couldnt act like he didnt hear you, however, "Forgive my interruption... But what is.. DDLC?"

"DDLC... Hmmm... İ think i heard this one" Nahida speaked up. She knows???? Oh god she has been in your computer she knows....

"İf im not mistaken, İts a litterature club that is sentient. They are aware of the creators appearance from the start and theyre... Hmm.. quite friendly with your Grace"

To that, venti panics, "Y... YOU DO NOT FAVOR THEM MORE THAN US DO YOU?!?!"

You blush "WHA- N-NO?! WHAT DO YOU EVEN-"

"Could this be... That they created that world for them to be their courts?" Zhongli thought out loud, clearly more interested in the worlds purpose than the fact that you had lovers in other worlds.

"NO?! Well kinda??? bUT NO İ-" You panic, that WAS a dating simulator afterall, but you downloaded it for the spooks rather than... Well kind of that to.

You hide your face in your hands, somehow, you feel like you are being interrogated rather than interrogating them, "ima pull a sayori if this keeps up" you said between your hands.

Days later, you walk in the streets of Mondstat, and you overheard the rumbling of drunkards that are leaving cat's tail.

"Did youui knoo dat our beloved creto *hic* creted a world.. dats full of deir LOVERS?"

"Maaaannn i wish i was the creatoorr.... Having a whooolleee world as their court?! Now thats something."

"İ think we can call them.... Litterature fucker-"

....... You want to be mad.... But that was funny.

So you call yourself that now :P

Feel free to add your own :D

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 5 months

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HiI was looking at Maellus broomquet, Ace was asking where would he like to visit and Maellus said a castle. I just realized the castle he wanted to see could it be Meleanor’s castle! That’s pretty sad that he cant freely goto that castle.

Oooh, that’s a pretty interesting (and plausible) theory 🤔 I took a look back at Malleus’s Broomquet vignettes to double check, and some of the details happen to line up with what we know (or is implied) about Wild Rose Castle…

***Book 7 main story spoilers below the cut!!***

Firstly, Malleus mentions that not a lot of people have lived in the castle for a long time now. It implies they are ruins, and for some reason no one goes near it or even bothers making a tourist attraction of it. This is also true of Wild Rose Castle, which Lilia suspects has had an enchantment placed on it by diurnal fae to keep humans from disturbing it.

Malleus then adds that there are history books which would feature this castle at the height of the country's prosperity, meaning it must be of significant historical importance and that this country would not retain that prosperity (alluding to maybe losing the coming war). We know from book 7 that Wild Rose Castle is specifically where Briar Country's crown princess resides, and she is someone of great political importance. It is important that Malleus specifies the textbooks would depict the castle "at the height of the country's prosperity", as we also learn in book 7 that both the textbooks and Lilia himself don't elaborate on what befell their country and Malleus's mother during the human-fae war. The war, then, must occur after this period of prosperity, as Wild Rose Castle would fall into ruin after it. (The image we see of Wild Rose Castle later on also does, in fact, confirm that it is in ruins and abandoned:)

This all makes sense chronologically speaking, especially if we consider that Briar Country (ie the entire continent) may have been divided up and claimed by human victors following the war. This would explain the dotted lines (drawn over in red) carving up the landmass in the Twisted Wonderland world map, and how Briar Valley itself only makes up a tiny portion of the continent. Malleus is constantly referred to as the heir of Briar Valley, not the continent, which implies his kingdom fell from grace after losing his mother and the conflict with humans. (By the way, I have a separate post elaborating on this “Briar Country -> Briar Valley” theory; it’s here if you want to read it!)

If you look at where Wild Rose Castle falls on a map and then compare it to the modern day Twisted Wonderland map, it seems that the Wild Rose Castle (green X) would fall into an area outside of Briar Valley. It's possible, then, that that territory now belongs to some other nation. That would mean Malleus cannot enter that other nation's land without jumping through legal hoops. It's not "his" land anymore, so he doesn't have a right to visit it whenever he so chooses to. Seeing as he easily waves off any spell or curse thrown at him, I don't think Malleus not being able to visit certain castles is due to inability to overcome magic or other enchantments, but because as crown prince, he has to respect the territorial rights of other countries.

It feels sad hearing Malleus talk about visiting ruins. He wonders about the life that once resided there, the balls and ceremonies in them... and now there's only lonely vestiges of those glory days. A mother he never had the chance to know, a great and bloody conflict waged before he was even born... His interests end up being ironically tragic, really 😔

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst theory #twst theories #Malleus Draconia #Ace Trappola #twisted wonderland theory #twisted wonderland theories #spoilers #Silver #Lilia Vanrouge #disney twisted wonderland #notes from the writing raven

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divorcetual · 1 year

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[ID: First, a tumblr conversation. The name is blocked out for one and the other is bluehairandpronouns-tournament. It reads

Blocked user: My comments keep getting eaten so would you include image descriptions? or start doing it?

Bluehairandpronouns: no. I've said it before I cant make image descriptions because i'm visually impared and vant make them for characters I don't know. If you would like to make them for the posts thats okay, but I myself cannot do that. I also can't add them to posts afterwards bevause tumblr doesnt allow you to edit polls

Blocked user: So you're posting images despite not being able to describe them

Bluehairandpronouns: Yes. I said im visually impared not blind. I gave you the option to help be describe them them if it bothered you that much and you're clearly not interested in it, so I'll have to end this conversation here.

Second is an image of Sasuke Uchiha looking at the camera, his sharingan activated. He holds a sword /End ID]

Sasuke for formatting ughhh this persons been in my notes for dayssss I blocked them on my main so they couldnt comment anymore (its a bit more work to block on sideblogs and I couldnt use the computer at the time but it does prevent them from commenting on posts) and i'd hoped it would get rid of them but they messaged me 2day.

Blehhh i understand asking for IDs thats totally understandable, but if ur gonna harrass someone for havung the Audacity to say they cant make 128 IDs for characters they dont know bcs theyre visually impared AND not take them up on the offer to ID for them idk what u want!!! literally those are ur two options

#srry a little vent-y its just like. what do you want man #they continied messaging after this until I finally got my computer n blocked them :/#like its not that I dont want to post IDs whenever I can do do strain myself bcs ik how important they are but like #i cant do it w/ so many images at once #“ik I acted harshly on this but theyd been on this for multiple days i was just. fed up atp”

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cyberneticcelestia · 5 months

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pinned post

also acts as an faq of sorts

basic facts

main: @radspeon name: jo and/or yasha pronouns: he/him

art shit

things i mainly draw: ponies, humans, furries, anime people if i'm feeling miserable(/j), a very specific pokemon(shiny espeon), pixel art things i do not draw: porn(excluding artistic nudity), complex machinery(though i intend to get better at that eventually, love me some machines), real people(excluding jerma, i do not trust myself to get the likeness correct for anyone else), intense gore things to look out for in my art: artistic nudity, blood, f and d slurs, extremely bright colors(always tagged as 'eyestrain'), cringe(if something being 'cringe' actually bothers you i do not want you here anyway), suggestive stuff(but nothing downright pornographic), lack of image IDs(i am unsure of how to write them in a good way, feel free to add them yourself when reblogging), flashing gifs(always tagged as 'flashing' and/or 'flashing gif) commission status: FRIENDS ONLY pony gif requests: OPEN (please send them into my ask box, any generation is fine, pony gifs are free to use anywhere online or offline as long as they are credited back to me, don't use it to sell anything, and you send me a link to where you used it into my ask box) doodle requests: DEPENDS (i will only doodle your thing if i think its funny)

fandoms or whatever

my little pony(all generations except five but especially three and four), mob psycho 100, banana fish(don't expect to see much of that though), YASHA(1996), rc9gn(mildly), vampire hunter d(bloodlust and the novels, currently on book 2), furry, trigun(stampede and '98), the summer hikaru died, danny phantom(mildly), adventure time(have not watched fionna and cake yet), jerma985, black butler/kuroshitsuji(sorry), and other stuff but i cant be bothered to remember rn

main ships(not in any specific order)

mlp: twipie, rarijack, gildash, flutterlestia, mintypinkie(g3), lucora(luna and zecora), twiluna trigun: vashwood, millymeryl, vashmeryl(stampede only) mob psycho: reikubo, terumob, tomebomi, serirei banana fish: yuesing, asheiji, ibemax(mildly, i just rotate it around in my head sometimes), jessimax, dino x the meat grinder YASHA(1996): moichimayo, seichi, takerin, kenmei black butler: cielois, sebagrelle(mildly), madamgrelle(insane about this one) adventure time: man its just bubbline and simon and betty. what more do you want from me. fuck you, finnico as well. i dont care about canon anymore rc9gn: randulian(mildly) VHD: D x a therapist.

DNI

exlusionists, TERFs, proshippers, flutterdash shippers(nothing against yall as people i just don't like flutterdash for personal reasons), agere/petre blogs(nothing against you either, its just my blog is very not kidsafe and you probably do not want to interact with me), under fourteen, south park fans, pomegranate likers(/j)

tag list

click on the keep reading to see a list of my tags

non-character-specific categories

#yasha's art -- .... its for my art. what more could you expect. #yasha's ocs -- general umbrella tag for my ocs, almost always accompanied by a tag for the character specifically, but probably not for characters who do not have names #gurfs -- my funny way of saying 'gifs,' i do NOT use this spelling for warning tags like 'fast gif,' 'flashing gif,' or 'flickering gif.' that'd make me a fucking dickhead. #not art -- tag for. shit that isnt art #pixel art -- tag for my dabbles in pixel art

worlds

#world: kihverse -- short for "knife-in-hand universe," this tag is for my oc universe where there is a guy who always has a knife in his hand whether he wants there to be or not. its an extremely terrible superpower. #world: godly foals -- tag for my current mainline project, godly foals, a book about a found family who have to kill two gods. it has its own production diary blog, godlyfoals.tumblr.com #world: khristverse -- au for my oc Sezja where she's a vampire in a wildly historically inaccurate eighteen-eighties and has a very hot girlfriend, Rebecca, who she is loyal to #world: furryverse -- general tag for my furry ocs. #world: mimiverse -- world for my oc raik mimi, his siblings, his kids, and a bunch of other characters. the lore is too covuluted. #world: daigoroverse -- underdeveloped world that has one guy in it, daigoro, the old goddess of werewolves and wine. she's a snarky old bag and we love her.

i would write more for my individual ocs but. theres too many, so. L. maybe eventually ill get to it. bye

#pinned post #not art

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universeofmuses · 2 years

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views on:

3. On smut.

13. On following back.

14. On one-liners.

19. On icon/gif/image use.

20. On 'popular’ blogs.

views on:

On smut.

//Smut rps are amazing, there are some threads i've done in the past that have so super spicy and steamy that just wuff amazing! As someone who is kinky its a great way to live your kink vicariously, especially if you cant live them out in person, and there is something great about having a muse of yours that you may crush on doing the things you want them to do ;) I say let the kink flag fly at full mast in rp! :) On following back.

//follow backs are cool but I dont always expect it, sometimes its just that person has something you dont want to see, or youre tempted to reblog memes even though their blog says reblog from the source so you dont follow back to keep the peace, or sometimes a blog follows you that youre just like 'umm thanks but no thanks' and dont want to be mean so you just let it. be. Whatever the reason its cool with me it doesnt bother me either way, but I'm here to write and make friends :) On one-liners.

//I can understand sometimes its hard to come up with a response, its an off day, the reply doesnt give you much to work on, youre tired and cant think, it happens, I've been there. So to get the odd ball short one is ok, but when they start to string together then it gets a little frustrating. I would rather wait for months on end and get a fantastic reply than to get a quick one liner and it doesnt have anything for me to work with, I will never ask to match length because sometimes its just not possible, but I do ask that some effort gets put into the reply, that I have something to work with for my reply. On icon/gif/image use.

//I like using them to me it helps me feel like the rp comes alive if you can see a face, I know some muses are harder to get icons for and so I dont make it a mandatory thing. If you like to use them thats great and I think it adds to the experience, you dont like them thats cool I'll do me and keep using them in my replies so I'm good either way! :) On 'popular’ blogs.

//this used to be a thing before that I noticed and it would get me because it would bum me out, but idk if that went away or if I just dont notice anymore. For me the one thing to keep in mind is that there are going to be people that are better than you at something and people that are worse than you at some things, what matters is what you do and how you respond, to me its more of being comfortable in your skin to be able to look at it and go 'eh whatever, good for them' and just smile about it and go on your way you know.

Thanks for the ask!

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biaswreckingfics · 3 years

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I GOT SO MUCH TO SAYYY!! gosh pls dont find me weird okay, and these are just my personal opinions and im not hating any groups!! but my unpopular opinion is: i think kpop has become very toxic after bts and bp got famous in America. And tbh if you ask me, i wouldnt want any other kpop groups to be famous in America... i only stan exo but i think i speak for all groups when i say they are safe as they are now... of course if exo ever get even more famous i will be happy and proud for their success. But look how fame and America has changed bts and bp... not tryna hate but look theyve changed, idk if anyone else noticed but after fame hits bts, i realised how theyve start to become very...white?? like they are so westernised and like example, they start focusing on America only, they even curse (not a lot but i’d still point out) casually like for example, jungkook singing a curse word in his cover song for jason derulo savage love i think (speaking of cursing, after nct127 got famous in usa mark started getting influenced by them too and he casually cursed like “oh fuck” and everyones like 😃😆) even i curse and im not saying cursing is BADD but yeah i am, and how they sing a whole song in english, not to even mention how toxic america is but in grammys they have sold tons of albums yet they didnt win anything but when they release an english song, they won.

Some half of them americans are very toxic, racist, and just theyre basically acid, like bruh, its evident that once bts got famous there are soooo much hate thrown towards bts too cuz theyre asians, or how some would say theyre gay or look like girls...if my favs (exo) ever get these kinds of treatments (not that they dint but veryy little cuz thank god they ain exposed to the western culture) i will B R E A K, i could never handle that so i would never want that to happen to them. Also noticed how, after bts got famous, most armys are equally as toxic, whether they are just stanning bts just cuz theyre famous there, or like how their fans dont even know anything abt bts and coming after so many groups and their fans. Most of them are fake and i think its cuz of the fame for bts lmao. One thing i’d like to say too tho, is how they are so overrated and their songs are played all the damn time, people would randomly talk abt them, like everywhere you go THEY ARE JUST THERE, like in my opinion if i am an army, i would just feel like they are so common and theres nothing special about them anymore and theres no excitement, like what even is the point anymore. idk if anyone gets me but thats just how i feel about my favs being “wOrLdWiDe fAmOuS”, i will love them and their music but its just something i think about tbh🤷🏻‍♀️ like let me listen to them on my own and vibe and love them, dont play it 24/7 just cuz they are famous and ure tryna get people’s attention, like imagine ure in the subway and u hear ur favs song cuz its EVERYWHERE and ure there like 😐😐 not that u dont love their music but its cuz horrible people dont deserves to listen to their songs, and like people arent going to appreciate them anyway so yeah i feel uncomfortable listening to my favs as others dont even bother, like imagine if that subway is filled with people who are in ur fandom, yall would just hv the best time in the world and VIBE, if not what even is the point. Idk if im explaining it properly, but its badically like, u feeling UNCOMFORTABLE or should i even say SELFISH cuz u do not want to be sharing ur favs with people who dont even deserve to KNOW about them. Basically like seeing how someone you HATE or bullied you back then talking and being all friendly fake with ur BESTEST FRIEND or even boyfriend/girlfriend, cuz u just want to protect them from EVIL (im so dramatic)

And well lastly, no Bts did not paved the way, or “bts is the best and only group” like no, so many amazing artists were breaking records way before bts was even a thing (no hate to bts) but they really need to get slap for having that mindset, they really make a bad image for bts...tbh kpop before was so peaceful (a little toxic but still, compared to now...BYE) and everything was just about idols and fans love, listening and supporting and loving their music and just so comforting... urgh anyway thats all i wanna say and here are some texts i saved relating to kpop groups going famous worldwide uwu

these are also examples, and honestly speaking here, i dont want to be specific as in “exo” cuz i think this happens for ALL the groups out there and the love and relationship between the idols and their fans (family) are just beautiful, but for bts and armys... tbh i feel bad because i just dont see or feel any love they hv for each other (sure we see bts saying i love you armys or armys supporting bts but with all the toxicity in their way, theres just no spark or chemistry or bond no more it’s basically like one direction and their fans and thats all they are, celebrity-fan, but for kpop its family), i can see other groups and their fans interacting or how idols would light up talking abt their fans, but for bts, theres just soooo much mess going on in their fandom its not special anymore, they lost the deep meaning of their group love and IDK HOW TO EXPLAIN IT but YEAH DJSHSKSJ OH and to add somethign else, they got famous in America, look at all the collabs🤡🤡 blackpink with cardi b, bts with nicki etc... not that collabs arent fun... im just saying these american artists... they dont exactly have a good reputation (americans singing about sex (not the good kind), money, girls and drugs) 🥴🥴 dont influenced my faves and let them be exposed to the toxic culture YALL GET ME?? KPOP HAS THE LETTER K FOR A REASON😭😭😭 let them be their own shining star, not everything has to be involved or a part of aMeRiCa to be amazing.... PHEW IVE SAID IT NOW BEFORE ANYONE GETS MAD AT ME, I DONT MEAN TO SOUND RUDE TO YOU, if youre an american and youre no where near being toxic, I LOVE YOU but im just saying, the western culture is toxic and im just saying what ive been observing and noticing🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️ ps: i still love exo till the max and everything about them is perfect and theyre just amazing people (everything i said that bts and armys dont really have anymore, i think thankfully, EXO (sorry im biased) most fandoms still have so much of the L O V E there and i find that extraordinary) and he fandom is so comforting and amazing and idk dkdjjdjss thats why i dont want them getting famous worldwide...sorry exols ANYWAY THATS ALL FOR MY RANT ITS 4AM AND I AM THINKING OF DELETING THIS💀💀💀 anywya sorry for taking up so much space but i just wanna say I FREKAING LOVE NO EXIT, NO LIMITS, basically all ur exo fics cuz why not🥺🥺 i think ur writing skills are amazing as well as the plots and all especially forsaken, and THANK YOU for two bbhxoc fics😭😭😭 i cant!!! also if u reached here idk i-🥲 i hope u didnt get mad or offended 👀

Reply under the cut!!

Kpop has become extremely toxic with the growth of international fans and the rise of 3rd/4th gen. I wasn't around to experience the previous generations, but I know damn well they weren't a mess like these newer ones are.

Gaining fame in America does seem to change idols, and idk why. The group members change and the music changes also. While I do enjoy hearing idols swear (guilty pleasure) and I am an American so I get to enjoy their English songs, I can see how it makes all the other cultures/countries feel some type of way.

I will say this, though, the Grammys are shit and I dont get why people care so much about them. They've proven time and time again the awards don't go to the best artists. However, this doesn't mean that I think BTS deserved a Grammy imo.

Americans are a very toxic and hate filled bunch (again, I am one, so I get to see this shit every day). I 100% know that some of the hate directed towards Asians is because of racism (as seen by the insane uptick in crime against Asian Americans right now) and because some see kpop male idols as too feminine.

BTS is literally everywhere, which is one of the reasons I stopped listening to them tbh. They'd be in commercials, on talk shows, late night shows, in magazines, on the radio, just everywhere. It took the joy out of watching anything from them just because they were always in my face, so I can see what you mean.

I feel like the relationship between BTS and army has changed (from an outsiders perspective). Its no longer about loving and supporting your group and being happy for them. Now, its "so-so wants this? We MUST do everything in our power and spam every possible thing ever so they get what they want". Its almost frightening. They also no longer care about the quality of the music being put out. Doesn't matter what it is, they stream the ever loving shit out of it and make it break records when, honestly, it doesn't deserve to (again imo).

Lastly, I didnt get mad or offended haha. I understand a lot of these viewpoints, and thank you so much for liking my work!! I do wonder what would happen if I made a true BBH centric fic and not just spin offs or continuations of previous works where oc ends up with BBH 🤔🤔 I think that fic would have too much power haha.

#unpopular kpop opinions #sehunsthetics

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justauthoring · 5 years

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Left All Alone (4/?)

Prompt: Could you please do a Justin Foley imagine where his sister got kicked out after he left so she’s been staying with Bryce because she doesn’t know about the tapes and he’s always been there for her and Justin and in the school fight scene, Bryce makes a comment about her which causes Justin to lose it? X

A/N: In the beginning: italics mean text messages.

bold means hannah’s tapes.

Please don’t plagiarize my work!

Word Count: 1,654

one - two - three - four

Y/N, it’s Justin.

When I tried to climb out of the hot-tub --

Please. Y/N.

You grabbed my arm --

Listen, I know you don’t want to talk to me. But this is important.

You traced your fingers down my bra strap --

I’m calling you.

And over my bra.

Answer it.

I've told you about two of the worst decisions I ever made, and the damage left behind... and the people who got hurt.

"Jessica...”

Watching your phone-screen light up, you simply stare down at it; shoulders down, lips left parted, eyes distant. The caller ID clearly reads Justin, but you make no move to answer.

You don’t want to answer.

He just let him do that to her...

But he didn’t want him to.

Doesn’t matter.

“Jesus,” you mumble, a moment of silence as Justins is sent to voicemail. “I’m going crazy.”

You thought listening to all the tapes, every single one, would lead you to some sort of conclusion. A route to the answers. But it only left you more confused, more baffled -- and if anything, left you more heartbroken. A part of you had always known, but those tapes just confirmed it; you were living with a rapist. A man who not only raped one girl, but two, and maybe, most likely, more. One of the girls killed herself --

“Oh God,” feeling your eyes water, you place a hand against your lips, trying to stifle the cry that threatens to break through. It was early, just a little bit before Bryce normally gets up for school. You’ve been up all night. Even after you’d finished listening to the tapes, you hadn’t been able to sleep. You just stared blankly up at your ceiling.

You were even waiting for Bryce to come bursting through your door. He must know, you’d think, he has to know. He knows I listened to the tapes. He’ll be mad; he’ll be more than mad, He’ll -- But he never did. And you were left to your own thoughts, to the truth; the truth you’d once been desperate to know and now, you wished you’d never learned. Being oblivious was both a cursing and a gift.

But I always knew. No. You just didn’t want to admit it.

Hell, he does it to you.

“But Justin...” You whisper the words, the image of Jessica popping into your mind. “I didn’t know about Justin.”

Your phone lights up again, it ringing softly against your night-table. You glance down at it, stare at it for a moment or two and then, without even truly thinking (your hand seems to just move on its own), you reach forward, answering the call and press it against your ear.

“Y/N--”

“I don’t want to talk to you.” They’re the first words that leave your lips. They almost do so without thought.

“Y/N, I... I know you don’t. But please, I need you to hear this.” Justin’s voice comes out rushed, as if he’s trying to push every word in before you hang up on him. He tries to explain himself, desperate for you to hear him out.

“You just left me here.”

“Y/N, I--” There’s a pause, neither of you says anything, then, “what?”

“Last night. With Clay, you just...” Another pause; the silence is deafening. Suddenly, your eyes are watering. You’re not sure why but they just are. “You just left. Again.”

You hear Justin inhale sharply, “I didn’t want to. But Bryce would never let you leave--”

“You had a gun.”

“I wasn’t about to shoot him.”

“Clay was.”

“This has nothing to do with Clay.”

“How can it not?” You scoff, wiping angrily at your tears -- even if Justin can’t see them, you don’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that still, even after everything, he still means the world to you. “He’s your new family after all.”

“What? Y/N, I... You’re my family, Clay is just... helping me out.”

You scoff, but don’t say anything.

“This isn’t why I called,” of course it isn’t, “Y/N, I need you to come to the trial meeting today.”

At that, you laugh.

“What’s so funny?”

“Bryce doesn’t let me go to the trials,” you say simply, lowering your voice just a tad bit -- Bryce should be awake now. “There’s no way i’d be able to. Plus, I already know everything.”

“You clearly don’t if you’re still living with Bryce.” You don’t say anything, Justin realizes his mistake instantly. “I mean, you--you haven’t heard the tapes.”

“I have.”

“What?”

“I’ve heard the tapes.” You repeat, voice cold, calm; a lot more calm then you.

“Then you...”

“I know everything Justin.” Another minute of silence. “I have to go,” you scoff, “Bryce’ll be up soon--”

“Just, wait, Y/N. Please,” Justin rushes in, voice pitching with panic. “Please, come to the trial.”

“I already told you--”

“Ask Scott,” he suddenly interjects, causing your brows to furrow. “Scott Reed. He’s a... friend of Bryce’s, yeah?” You hum, “you know him?” You hum again. “Just ask him to drive you. He’ll understand. And before you argue, Bryce will already be there because it’s his trial, he won’t know until you’re actually there. And I won’t let anything happen to you.”

You said that once before. I don’t believe you.

You don’t say anything, and then a moment later, you hear Bryce’s footsteps.

“I have to go,” you whisper, ducking away from the door.

“Wait! Just, please, try to come.”

Glancing back at the door, you pause. You did nothing. Nothing while he... But he’s my brother.

“Y/N.”

“I’ll try.”

With haste, you hang up your phone, practically throwing it onto the night table as you push yourself up to your feet, moving towards your closet. Just as you begin searching through your clothes (regrettably, courtesy of the Walker family), you hear your door open.

“You’re not dressed, yet?” You hear Bryce’s voice flood into the room. You traced your fingers down my bra strap and over my bra. “Normally you’re dressed before me.”

Stifling your fear, you swallow thickly; “can’t decide what to wear.”

“Well, you look good anything,” you can hear the lust in his voice. You shudder. “So I say, fuck it. Just grab whatever.” Leaning back, you gather whatever little nerve you have and face Bryce. He blinks at the sight of you. “You look like shit.”

“Couldn’t sleep,” you mumble.

Bryce takes a step towards you, and it takes everything in you not to visibly react. You square your shoulders, clenching your jaw as subtly as you can, trying to avoid eye contact as Bryce reaches out for your cheek, cupping it. You almost flinch, but you stop yourself.

Bryce is oblivious; “should’ve came to me.” A lecherous smirk curls onto his lips; “I would’ve helped you fall asleep.” Maybe not fall asleep, he wants to add, but other things, sure.

And, in that moment, it felt like...it felt like I was already dead.

I thought maybe I could forget about what had happened.

But thanks to you, Bryce, I'd finally lived up to my reputation, and I knew there was no way I could ever live that down.

“Yeah,” you whisper, voice shaky, “i’m sure you would’ve.”

Pulling at the sleeves of your shirt, you nervously make your way over to Scott whose stood at his locker directly adjacent to you.

Am I really going to do this?

The moment you’re close enough, you part your lips, moving to speak.

Defy Bryce like this?

“Hey, um, Scott?”

You already have.

Turning at the sound of your voice, Scott blinks down at you. “Hey, Y/N.”

By listening to those tapes.

“Hey,” you whisper out again, smiling again. You can’t help the shake of your voice, paranoid that Bryce was right around the corner; watching you. “Sorry to bother, I just... I wanted to ask you something?”

It’s too late now.

You don’t notice, too absorbed in your own mind, but Scott’s eyes considerably soften at the sight of you. He doesn’t miss the slight tremour to your voice or the way you shift on your feet, glancing over your shoulder every few seconds. He only has one thought; Bryce.

“Of course,” Scott says with ease, making sure to sound as gentle as possible.

This was it. No backing out now. “I was, um, was wondering if maybe you could drive me down to court for the trial? I assume you’re going, since you’re, uh, a friend of Bryce’s. And I know i’m not supposed to go, o-or that Bryce doesn’t want me to, but I also know Justin’s testifying so--”

“I don’t mind at all,” Scott gently interjects, smiling down at you.

Your eyes instantly calm; “yeah?”

He nods. “And i’m not a friend of Bryce’s, not anymore at least.”

Your brows furrow; “no?”

He shakes his head.

“Oh,” you mumble, letting out a soft, somewhat forced laugh. “I wondered why Justin told me to talk to you...” The comment is meant more for yourself, but you don’t miss the way Scott’s brows furrow somewhat in confusion, obviously having heard it. You brush it off. “I guess it’s a good thing,” you swallow thickly, “Bryce’ll be really mad when he sees me there.”

The comment is meant as a poor attempt at a joke. Scott only frowns.

“He doesn’t want you going that badly, huh?”

Biting your lip, you shake your head up at Scott. And that says it all.

Scott, still frowning, takes a step forward, closing the distance between the two of you. Letting his hand fall on your arm, he squeezes it softly, pulling your gaze intently on his own. “When we get there, stick by me, okay?” He whispers, lowering his voice so no one else can hear you. “I won’t let him touch you.”

You may not know Scott well. Only a little and just by sometimes hanging by Bryce’s side, but, for some reason, you trust him. You can’t explain it, you just do. You know, deep in your heart, without a doubt, he means it.

And you need someone to trust.

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horansqueen · 5 years

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AM Conversations : chapter 14

A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA

CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13

NOTES:

-one chapter is her pov, the next is his. -4k. -im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it. -there WILL be smut. but not only smut. -this is a romance, comedy, smut story. -for the summary, check my MASTERLIST.

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Chapter 14 : His chapter

NIALL

It was the last thing I expected. I saw my best friend rush out of the bathroom and walk up to us quickly. She looked so determined and It made me realized I had never seen her like that or at least, not that I could remember. She looked taller, like her courage made her grow a few inches, but she also seemed stronger and it made my heart jump in my chest. Seeing her confident like this was a good change and I loved it.

That is until I saw her grab Harry's shirt and kiss him. I stood there, motionless as their first kiss happened right in front of me. It felt like all the noises around me faded. All I could hear was a sharp and piercing sound invading my head until all that was left was an intense and excessive thumping that echoed all over my body. I didn't think it would hit me that hard but here i was, my heart throbbing so hard in my chest I thought it was about to completely stop. Or explode. Or both.

My eyes followed his hands who reached for her waist and that's when I realized she was wearing my sweater and it almost made me sick. The image was ironic but also extremely painful and when their kiss grew, I had to leave. Without thinking, I turned around and walked quickly to the kitchen, searching through the cabinets for something stronger than beer. I opened the freezer only to find spicy rum and grabbed it quickly, not even bothering to get a glass. I opened it and swallowed a long sip without even thinking. The alcohol was strong and although there were still traces of ice on the bottle, it burned my throat as it went down.

I made a grimace when I was done and placed the bottle a bit roughly on the counter as I closed my eyes tight. What was wrong with me, suddenly? I was not going to lose my best friend anyway, right? She wouldn't replace me with Harry, would she? I groaned again and rubbed my face with both hands, trying to get rid of that annoying feeling inside me. I had to get over it, it's not like I didn't expect it anyway.

"Oh, here you are, I was looking for you."

I held my breath and blinked a few times to see clearly. Maya was standing a few feet away and when our eyes met, she smiled at me. I felt disappointed that it wasn't Liv but when she took a few steps closer, my gaze followed her.

"I don't know if you saw, but Olivia and Harry finally kissed." she pointed out, sending me a small smile. "I mean, it was about time, don't you think? They're so cute together..."

My eyes moved on her perfect face as I tried not to hear her words but I couldn't help it. I wanted her to stop talking about my best friend and my bandmate kissing. I wanted her to stop saying how much she thought they were meant to be, how good they looked together and how intense their kiss was. I held my breath and swallowed hard, doing the only thing I knew would shut her up.

Quickly and without a second thought, I bent down and pressed my lips against hers. It only took her half a second to relax and answer my kiss and I made it grow quickly, pushing her against the counter and pressing my body against hers. I couldn't think straight. All I tasted was the spicy flavor of the rum I had swallowed as the beatings of my heart were still going strong, images of Liv and Harry kissing filling my mind. I frowned and pushed the thought away as Maya's hands reached for my chest. I put mine on each side of her, maintaining myself against the counter, and tried to focus on the way she was moaning in my mouth. I felt anger and whatever else feelings inside me extenuate quickly and finally stopped kissing her, keeping my lips very close to hers as I panted low.

I was not going to lose Olivia, I knew it, it was impossible.

"It's impossible." I breathed out so low I barely heard myself.

"No, it's possible, Niall." she replied to me very low, taking me out of my thoughts. "I'm sure we can make this work."

My eyes opened suddenly and I backed away, realizing she had thought my words were about her or at least, directed at her. I kept my lips parted, feeling a bit guilty for bringing her into this, and finally licked them, sending her an embarrassed smile. How was I going to get out of this?

"Uhm, yea, I don't know, I need to think about it." I expressed awkwardly. "I'm sorry."

Without a glance back, I walked away and got back to the living room. I noticed Liv and Harry, sitting on the couch. He had his arm around her and her head was laying on his shoulder and I couldn't help but think she would be cuddling with me if they hadn't kissed. I tried to pretend I was fine for a while but after about an hour of torture where I plastered a fake smile on my face, I had enough. I got up, stretched and told everyone I was going to bed, making sure my eyes didn't meet Maya's. I had succeeded to ignore her since I rushed out of the kitchen but I knew I couldn't do this forever and I had a lot of thinking to do.

I walked to the room I shared with Liv, not really expecting to see her at all, now that she and Harry were most likely dating, but I tried to tell myself it was awesome that I'd get the whole bed just for me. I went to the bathroom for a quick shower but when I walked back in the room, I held my breath. The light was off and all I could see was someone laying over the covers on the bed. I secretly prayed it was not Maya and when I took a step closer, the lights coming from outside and shining through the window illuminated my best friend's face. My heart dropped in my chest immediately but I couldn't explain how happy it made me even If I tried not to show it too much.

"Look who's here." I just expressed with a chuckle, rubbing my towel on my wet hair before placing it in the laundry basket near the bathroom's door. "I thought you'd sleep in Harry's bed tonight."

"You left quickly, why?" she asked, ignoring my comment and sitting up in bed as I shrugged, sitting next to her and leaning against the headboard.

"I was not feeling social anymore." I lied, looking up at the ceiling.

I couldn't tell her I had left because I couldn't handle seeing her all cuddled with Harry. I couldn't admit to her that I decided to come this weekend just to spend time with her and rekindle our friendship. I couldn't tell her I was scared she was replacing me with someone else. I was so fucking scared to lose her. But I couldn't tell her.

"Did you drink?" she asked low but I knew she was frowning. "You smell like... rum?"

I chuckled, wondering how the hell she smelled that after I took a shower but I guess I hadn't brushed my teeth just yet when I really should have.

"Why? Are you jealous?" I asked with a smirk, turning my head to look at her.

"Not a big fan of rum, you know it, so no."

Our gazes met and my smirk turned into a fond smile. My eyes roamed on her face, trying to find out if something had changed but she looked like she always had, but slightly better, and I couldn't understand why. Was it because of Harry?

A good friend would ask her about the kiss she shared with Harry, I knew it, but the words were stuck in my throat and I swallowed hard, trying to get rid of the lump in my throat. I couldn't ask her about it. I couldn't let the horrible feeling that invaded me earlier get the best of me again.

"I guess I need to brush my teeth then, don't I?"

Her lips curled and she nodded quickly but I remained motionless and staring at her for a few more seconds before sighing and getting up. She followed me and I noticed she had grabbed her toothbrush too. We shared the toothpaste and looked at each other in the bathroom mirror as we brushed out teeth. The more we stared, the more we smiled, and when my mouth was full, I spit in the sink, noticing she did the same at the exact same time. We fought a bit for the glass but ended up sharing and going back to bed.

I wanted to ask her how it felt to clean her mouth off of Harry's taste but I didn't dare. The last thing I wanted was to fight with her and I didn't know what could come out of my mouth if we started talking about it.

"Those games were fucked up, weren't they?" I just asked with a chuckle after a few minutes of silence. "Watching Gemma kissing Max was surreal."

Olivia laughed and I turned my head to her again, noticing her whole body was turned my way. My lips curled more.

"So you've seen all your bandmates naked, haven't you?" she pointed out. "And you're still trying to make me believe that you guys didn't have masturbation sessions?"

At her words, I rolled my eyes and my lips parted. I knew she was joking but I was also aware that the thought that there was a tiny chance it happened excited her. I turned her way so my body was facing her and brought my hand to her, pressing my palm on her face and pushing on it gently.

"Shut up with that fantasy already!" I almost begged, making her laugh.

When I pulled my hand away, she blinked, a large smile still plastering her face.

"I can't help it, the thought is very hot." she laughed again. "Boys masturbating is... a.. an amazing sight."

"You saw me masturbate, isn't that enough for you?"

As soon as the words left my lips, I thought about that time where she caught me. I had stopped being embarrassed by it a long time ago but at this exact moment, after all that happened recently, the thought made my heart jump and I was glad the lights were off because I was pretty sure I was blushing. The thought that she saw all of me, even at a young age, was troubling for a reason I ignored. It has never been before, why now?

"No, I caught you, it's totally different."

Her eyes moved away from me and she got lost in her thought. I watched as she took her bottom lip between her teeth and nibbled on it gently. I thought about how she would probably see Harry masturbate soon enough and I held my breath. I really had to stop linking everything to Harry and their extremely possible relationship or I was gonna go insane.

"You know when I told everyone you didn't keep any secret from me?" I asked in a gentle tone, making her focus back on me. "I didn't mean anything by it. You don't have to tell me everything."

Her lips curled into a tender smile and her fingers gripped the bed slightly. I waited a few seconds and she finally let go of the sheets to bring her hand on my cheek. Her fingertips brushed on my skin and I frowned for half a second but she took it back right before it touched my lips. She didn't answer what I said but I was glad I had told her.

It was the second time in a week that someone mentioned to me that Liv was not my girlfriend and although it pissed me off, it also made me think a lot. Were we too close to each other? I didn't feel like it, but I couldn't ignore the fact that people thought I was overprotecting her. I wanted to think they simply had no idea about how much we loved and cared for each other but she was here, in bed with me, after kissing Harry, and I still was not sure why.

"When you were asked to talk about your most awkward kiss, I thought you were going to mention that moment we kissed when we were 15."

My eyebrows raised in surprise and my eyes met hers again as the memory appeared in my mind. I was a scrawny kid back then and I remember my friends had been teasing me about Olivia for months now. What was exactly between us? Why were we always together? Why was this friendship so intense? Kids are stupid and I was no exception. When the bottle had pointed at her, I could hear the teasing from my friends expend from me to her, and I knew she'd get the aftereffect. I remembered the way she had looked at me, I remembered the way my heart had tried to flee from my chest. I remembered how told her I was sorry before kissing her but never explained her why. I was pretty sure people had teased her too after our kiss but she never complained or even mentioned it. I couldn't forget that that specific kiss was the most powerful kiss I had shared with anyone, if only for the fact that I knew her so well I could anticipate almost all of her movements, from the way her head tilted to the taste she'd have. I shook my head to get rid of the thought.

"That was not an awkward kiss." I just answered, frowning with a chuckle. "Did you think it was awkward?"

Slowly, she shook her head from left to right and I smiled more.

"Why did you apologize, then?"

Her voice was low, like the question was upsetting her and somehow, I could understand why. Who says they're sorry before kissing you?

"I just.. I knew people would tease us after that." I explained with a sigh. "My friends were already teasing me about you I mean, you know how teenage boys can get? I said I was sorry that you'd probably be teased too."

The surprised expression on her face made me chuckle and she licked her lips before swallowing.

"Oh."

"I don't know why I thought it was obvious." I shrugged. "I'm sorry I said that, it was stupid."

As an answer, she smiled more at me an squirmed to get a bit closer. I could feel the warmth of her body and I pushed my head harder on the pillow to find a better position.

"Now, tell me. What was written on the card you picked?"

My lips curled into a mischievous smile and she raised her nose in a grimace, a groan escaping her lips. She knew I would never let go before I see the card and she rolled on her back, looking for something on the floor and brought her jeans up, searching in one of the back pockets before letting her pants fall back down and roll on the bed to face me again.

My eyes moved from her face to her hand then back to her and I grabbed the card she was handing me quickly, trying to read the words in the dark. It was not easy and I moved slightly to get some light from the window and my smile fell immediately.

"I thought about kissing you." she blatantly explained without expression, making me look up at her again. "But then I thought about that kiss and I didn't want you to apologize again. Plus, kissing you because of a game a second time seemed ridiculous."

I knew an other of the reasons was probably that she didn't want to hurt Harry and I could understand that. I played nervously with the card and waited a few seconds. I felt like there were many things I should say but for a reason I ignored, nothing wanted to come out. I had no idea how I would have reacted if she had kissed me instead of Harry when she came out of the bathroom and the thought made my heart skip a beat.

"Does that mean you love me more than Harry?"

I waited a few seconds and my lips curled. She raised her nose up and groaned, pushing lightly on my chest, making me laugh this time.

"Do you?"

"Why do you ask me that when you know the answer?"

"I just love hearing you say it." I admitted, laughing more. "Come on, say it."

She rolled her eyes as I waited and finally looked up at me, her smile turning into a loving one as mine fainted slightly. I pretended I was joking but the truth was, I needed to hear it, as juvenile and pathetic as it sounded. She was here instead to be with him, and she had thought about kissing me instead of him, and those were pretty good clues, but I wanted to hear her say it. I had never wanted to know that she loved me the most as much as I did at this exact moment.

"Niall James Horan, you are the person I love the most in the entire universe."

Her words warmed my heart but also my whole body. It was a real relief and I was not even sure why but I decided I didn't want to question it. I just let it invade me as I stared at her.

"You're the person I love the most, too."

I could swear her eyes fluttered but she just licked her lips nervously and I was not really sure what was happening between us in that moment. The room was still dark but my eyes were now used to it and I felt extremely comfortable, even more than usual. The fear I had felt earlier, after I saw her and Harry kiss, was not gone and it felt good, kind of like when a migraine leaves after you've been suffering for hours. I didn't know what to do, I had no idea how I was supposed to feel and I just passed my hand in my hair and turned on my back.

"it's time to sleep, are you tired?"

It took her a few seconds to answer and she turned around in bed too, squirming to get under the covers. I did the same and slipped one of my arms under my pillow.

"Yea."

I looked at her until she was laying comfortably and raised my eyebrows.

"Are we still allowed to cuddle or?"

I didn't want to finish my question and she just chuckled and turned around, her back now facing me. I frowned for half a second uuntil she backed up to let her back press against my chest. Instinctively, I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her closer with a smile.

"Goodnight, Niall." she whispered as I held my breath.

"Liv?"

"Mm?"

"I'm glad you're here with me."

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I woke up quite early but decided to let Liv sleep. She looked peaceful and for some odd reason I didn't understand, I didn't feel like bothering her the way I normally do in the morning. I made sure I remained quiet while dressing up and closed the door gently behind myself before rushing downstairs. I was surprised I didn't have a headache but I was hungrier than I thought i'd be. I ended up in the kitchen, making eggs and toasts, until I saw Harry from the corner of my eyes. He remained near the door, leaning against the frame, and stared at me. I frowned, putting my food in my plate, and brought it to the table.

"Morning, you want some eggs?"

He didn't answer and after a few seconds, I looked back up to raise my eyebrows at him, expecting an answer. He had crossed his arms on his chest but was still intensely staring at me and it was starting to get uncomfortable.

"Okay?" I let out, turning around to pour myself a cup of coffee. "I made coffee, if you're interested."

"You know what you could do for me?"

I hated how he had just ignored everything I said and I frowned, watching him push himself back on his two feet and walk up to me. I didn't want to help him in any way, especially if it had anything to do with Liv, but I just shrugged at him and breathed in.

"You can always ask."

I looked up at him and noticed his eyes roaming on me. He seemed to hesitate and for half a second, I wondered if he knew I wasn't pleased with this situation. He was my friend, though, and I didn't want to hurt him or ruin things for him, so I tried to calm the hard thumping of my heart in my chest and put a smile on my face.

"I'd love to spend the day with Olivia. I mean, only me and her, no one else." he explained as I tried to restrain a grimace. "Could you, I don't know, bring everyone somewhere? Like, at the beach, maybe?"

I blinked a few times and swallowed the bitter remark I wanted to let out. This would also mean spending the day away from Liv and close to Maya. After what had happened the night before, I didn't really want to be near her because I didn't know what to tell her anymore. That kiss was a mistake but at the same time, If this time my best friend had with Harry was meant to last, I would need a new distraction. The word made me think about Heidi and I realized that although I was not dating her, we still had something going on. Yes, it was only sexual, but now that I had kissed Maya, I was feeling guilty. I just wasn't sure why and towards who. I had to talk to Maya, I knew it, I just wanted to postpone it for as long as I could. Why was I still having sex with Heidi anyway? I really needed to end whatever we had as soon as possible.

I tried to focus back on Harry's request and shook my eyes, closing my eyes tight.

"Uhm, yea, I guess."

The answer I wanted to give him as a plain and rude 'no' but I bit my tongue hard enough to silence myself and sent him a fake smile. I hated this and I couldn't tell anyone.

"Thanks Niall!" he let out happily, his lips curling more. "I owe you!"

He put his hand on my shoulder, bringing it to my hair before rubbing my head roughly a few times. I pushed him away and he laughed, running out of the kitchen as I stood there, motionless. My eyes found my plate and I rolled my eyes at my now cold eggs, grabbing a toast and taking a bite. I knew i'd have to get used to it but I didn't want to. I didn't want to witness their relationship, I didn't want this whole thing to become serious, and I didn't want them to spend the day together. Still, it was clearly better than seeing them act like a couple right in front of me and I tried to convince myself it was better this way as I walked back up the stairs to wake everyone up and tell them to get ready.

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spearxwind · 5 years

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the ones that look rly fucked up as soon as u kill them like they kinda looked passable at first but when they die they cant do that anymore so they look like a clusterfuck of blood and indiscernible features

yeah i dont have the image rly advertised on my blog bc its not done (i wanna add pics for everyone but its a big task since i have to format them all,,,)

but yeah like. i dont wanna draw so many throwaway characters but also i dont wanna draw grey anons so. i just drew a random generic guy a couple times and called it a day

fhjbkgfhjk THANK U god,, sometimes u just need a punching bag

sure you can!! but the nicer you are to him the exponentially worse a fate he’s going to suffer :^)

honestly he’d take someone not trusting him as a personal challenge at first but if it didnt work then yeah, running won’t either

yep! bei’s gang/the bar usually just deals w information on people/businesses, but on occasion they get a hit request and will carry it out if its ... “reasonable”. and more often than not they get adri to do it bc he’s got 0 problems w it

:3c

dianne DID introduce him to both those things but he ended up liking them a lot more than he thought bc 1. reading things is a great way 2 learning things and his whole deal is learning and mimicking, and 2. froot... good

he could never be bothered with one tbh. the closest thing he has to pets is the rest of the squad tbh. (and yeah if he ever had a pet for whatever reason he’d eat it as soon as he got bored of it so it woudlnt even be an emergency snack)

and mimics don’t fight each other unless theyre errant mimics (bc the hivemind wouldnt fight itself), but when they do they need to destroy each others’ core, that’s the only way that a mimic can die

and nah, its not dangerous for him to consume other mimics, but its not preferred bc theyre... smoky. and he’d rather bite into other things but he can and has done it as a way 2 assert dominance

#ask #anon #ask dump #idk if i shoudl tag this as lore?

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chimswae · 5 years

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Chapter 18

Foreword:

Some stories are better left unsaid.I couldn’t change anything for the world, although the fame part of this industry is tough to handle.Do i have a life? Yes I have my fans.Do i have friends? Yes the members that I cherish. Do i have love? No I have to let go.Life always offers you a second chance. It’s called tomorrow. But do i have any tomorrow?

Pairing: Jimin x OC (Other characters: BTS, OCs, Lee Taehwan)

Genre: Idolau, Fluff, Romance

Word Count: 2,890

Author Note: I crosspost this story from my Asianfanfic account. Mind you, clicheness OVERLOADS

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Chapter 18: Insecurities can be super loud

“Taehwan, marry me”

He almost choked on his food after hearing such a blunt and ridiculous request from the girl in front of him. What got into that thick head of hers? Was she crazy after all the torment from the medias and Bangtan’s fans?

“ARE YOU CRAZY? Stop fooling around that is not funny”

“I am dead serious, marry me” he felt Yeoul’s hard stare on his face penetrating his soul and it mortified him. What on earth was that? Did he hear it right or was him having a bad dream from his nap?

Taehwan eyed the desperate girl with a glint of fear plus anger, it was a stupid request. No matter how much he loved Yeoul, he would never give in to such request. There must be something bothering her and he was about to find out.

“Listen Na-ssi, I flew all over from Busan to Japan not to hear this crap from you. What is bothering you woman. Tell me right now” crossing his arms, Taehwan leaned back in his seat watching her fidgeting in her seats.

Yeoul seemed disturbed and distorted. He was well aware, she’s under pressure by medias and Bangtan’s fans but that didn’t mean she allowed herself to propose a man like himself to marry her right way. Crazy as it sound, but Yeoul really did it few minutes ago.

Taehwan almost fell for it. If it weren’t for the thought of Minyeol and Jimin, he would say yes without doubt.

“I cant do this anymore” Yeoul exhaled a heavy sigh as she facepalmed.

He kept his mouth shut giving her space to continue “ I…am ruining Bangtan’s life, each of them” her eyes watered.

“And why do you think that?” he raised one of his eyebrows out of habit.

As if like a cue, her tear cascaded like a sudden downpour of rain “ They are at the verge of losing their important jobs, some company tried to cut ties with them. There were even riots in front of their office building as a protest and Jimin is losing his fans one by one. It is me to blame, the boys are the victim. It sounded crazy but I don’t want to risk Jimin and the whole group losing the title that they have worked so hard!” she exclaimed with a sob.

Her body was shaking uncontrollably causing Taehwan to automatically embraced her close to him “Na Yeoul you fool. Stop blaming yourself. Reality sucks I know, but this is life. We cant stop people because we have different heart and intention. As for Bangtan, you are not responsible for everything happen to them. In fact, this situation helped them to see who’s the real people who have their back and who’s not” he caressed her back.

“Cant you see. Business who backed out from the contract is just another peasant who seek for better opportunity to widen their business. They are being a businessman, it is the life circle. These people will eventually come to seek for Bangtan once everything settled, I bet on it” he shook his head.

“Speaking of the fans. Those who left are not even real Armys, do you think if you genuinely love a person you will simply leave them over a petty problems like this? Normally what you will do is that to sit down and hear it out from both side. Now, even after Jimin has told everyone everything don’t you think he deserves the chance to be forgiven. Since, the fans have heard it all.. if they still are leaving meaning, their love for Bangtan is not genuine” he tried to comfort Yeoul whom seemed had calm down a little after listening to Taehwan reasonable pep talk.

Taehwan rubbed the tears that stained her cheeks with a genuine smile “Now come again, why are you proposing to me what it is on your mind?” she mewled suddenly became embarrassed of her sudden outburst.

“I thought.. by proving to public that I am with someone else that will help to return back his image as it was” she reasoned.

Humming softly, Taehwan tapped the bridge of her nose “That is silly. The whole world knows he loves you, if you suddenly married to me Jimin will receive harsher critique from public. You don’t want to ruin him don’t you?” the girl frantically shook her head with a sniff.

“What should I do Tae?” her eyes were full with fear and regret. She wasn’t on he right mind when she said those words to him, now her mind was totally blank. What else could she do to help Jimin?

“I think Jimin knows what he’s doing. He’s already feeling so down don’t add the pain. He needs you and Minyeol, that’s all he got. Please don’t ever think of trying to propose another man” he frowned and pushed her forehead lightly with his knuckles.

Her lips twitched into a slight pout “I am sorry, wasn’t in the right mind. Kind of grateful you didn’t say yes, that would be so mess up if you did” she joked.

“Dream on woman. I am trying to move on please don’t encourage me even further” she chuckled at sulky Taehwan. If it weren’t for Taehwan who kicked the sense back in her, she had zero idea what would happen to her. She kept on repeating the same mistakes all over again. It was about time to learn how to think without involving emotion in it because the outcomes were different.

It’s definitely wise to mend her emotions before coming out with a solutions just in case it was a vice versa, things could turn out awfully mess up.

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“Appa…” Minyeol tackled his sleeping dad into a hug as he showered Jimin’s face with kisses, “Wakey wakey appa wakey” he urged.

Jimin crack a wide grin with his eyes still close “Hmmm two minutes baby” he wounded his arm around the boy, pulling him to lay with him together on bed. Minyeol presence here really helped him emotionally to cope with problems that he currently facing. This innocent child was a true miracle for him and Yeoul.

He was beyond happy that Bang PD really brought Minyeol back in their arms minus the part Taehwan was coming along to accompany Minyeol. No hard feelings but still that guy was crushing on his girl. Jimin was alarmed.

Nonetheless, thanks to Taehwan again for looking after Yeoul and Minyeol when he wasn’t be able to physically be there for them. Jimin tried to be friendly with him for the sake of Minyeol at least. He knew how his son favored his Taehwan samchon.

Minyeol squealed in delight as he felt Jimin lips tickle his cheeks “Appa no… Omma said you have to get up in 1, 2 3..” the latter then continued to count but come to an end earlier than he planned when Jimin attacked him with kisses and tickle.

His laughter echoed in the room but thankfully they got the room to himself not worrying it might annoy any sleeping souls especially Min Yoongi, if he ever heard something this loud ruining his precious sleep-sleep time.

Yeoul came out with a bathrobe to be welcomed with Jimin and Minyeol sparring on the bed “I am babysitting two babies, I believe” she chuckled to herself.

“OMMAAA~~ APPA BITES YEOLLIE TUMTUM” he shrieked adorably.

Not caring and did not even have any intention to lend her hand for a help, Yeoul only walked pass them to put on her clothes. Her steps came to a halt when Jimin wrapped his hand around her wrist, tugging her down which she ended up sinking in bed together with them.

“You are not going anywhere” a playful smug played across his lips.

Minyeol then took the chance of distracted Jimin, straight to Yeoul arm complaining about his tumtum being bitten by his daddy. Chuckling away, Yeoul rubbed his tummy while blowing softly sending the pain away.

On the other hand, Jimin was lying by his side witnessing this beautiful scene in front of him. He sure had missed a lot of things but seeing how Yeoul handle their son sent butterflies in his own tumtum. Jimin kept on chanting in his head how lucky he was to have Yeoul back in his life. No regrets, happiness started to consume him.

Feeling his gaze on her, her head perked up to Jimin’s direction after pampering the younger boy “Good morning handsome” she leaned in for a quick smooch on his lips that snapped him out of his trance.

The corner of his lips pulled into a charming smile. How endearing.

“Morning , love” his voice brittle in most sexy way most probably because he just woke up.

“Breakfast in 10 minutes. Jin oppa came few minutes ago, he asked you to come down” tapping his nose softly, she giggled.

Jimin pouted “Cant we have breakfast on bed instead?” he tucked strand of hair behind her ears with a playful wink.

“Your breakfast in bed is an unhealthy one not that food kind of breakfast. Now chop chop, stop flirting and shower!” she squished his cheeks together.

“CHOP CHOP QUICKIE SHOWER!” Minyeol mimicked his mother with a happy clap.

Pulling Minyeol into a tight hug, he rubbed their face together “Lets shower stinky boy” Yeoul watched their figure disappeared behind the door and quickly changed into a comfortable outfit.

She promised to bring Minyeol to sightseeing with Taehwan today while Jimin insisted to tag along, Yeoul turned down his offer without mercy. He must join their concert rehearsal since Sapporo would be their very last stop before taking a break from touring.

Not long after, there came a frantic knock at the door. Yeoul tilted her head in confusion and quickly opened the door only to be greeted by a panic Jungkook. He was out of breath, did he actually run to reach here? She thought their room was at the same level but different at different wings.

Dropping the formality between them, Jungkook wasted no time to ask her a favor “Yeoul! Do you know how to do a first aid?” his already round eyes widened even more.

“Mmm..kind of? But depends on the situation. What is wrong Kkuk? Did someone get hurt?”

The younger boy blurted “Namjoon hyung! He stubbed his toes on one of the chairs. Sejin hyung was out with Jin hyung so Hobi hyung and I have no idea what to do. Please help us” his lips was subconsciously curled up into a slight pout.

Yeoul gasped “Oh my god that is bad! Lets go!” she closed the door behind her and mindlessly followed Jungkook to the east.

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“OWWWW JUNG FRIGGIN HOSEOK THAT HURTS LIKE HELL. FUCK” Namjoon cussed in English which seemed foreign to Hope’s ears, but he understood the last part and quickly removed his hand from damaging their leader’s toes.

“I am sorry. I googled this and they said to press it like this” he blinked innocently.

“YAH! THAT IS FOR SPRAINED ANKLE! NOT FOR THIS” he continued to hiss in pain. Gritting his teeth together, Namjoon clutched his pain trying to calm down his nerve. Why was he so clumsy?

Both Jungkook and Yeoul strutted inside the room with a panic look, Namjoon heaved a relief sigh upon seeing Yeoul. Finally someone that he could trust.

”Thank god you came! One more minute, Hope unprofessional treatment will cost me life” he whined like a little kid. Hoseok decided to sulk at the corner while glaring at Namjoon’s way, feeling unappreciated.

Yeoul shook her head with an apologetic smile “ It is alright oppa, Hobi oppa tried to help you even though it is a little too much for him” she shot Hoseok a quick wink causing the older boy to pout even more.

“Okay let me fix this” she knelt down before Namjoon, propping his injured legs up on a stack of pillows with Jungkook’s help. She carefully examined the injured toe to find any broken or misplaced nail. As if in cue, Namjoon whine got louder and she assumed he probably had a fracture or sprain in his toe and foot.

“Oppa, I think you need to see doctor. While waiting for you to be transferred there, I will disinfect this cut first” He only nodded as his teeth ground together trying to withstand the pain.

Yeoul turned to Jungkook “Kkuk can you call your manager oppa and let him know Namjoon oppa needs to see doctor?”

“Alright I will give hyung a call again”

As soon as she noticed the abrasions on his toes, she requested Hoseok to assist her in getting materials that she needed to disinfect Namjoon’s cut. Hoseok watched Yeoul gently cleaned the toes with soap and warm water. After making sure it is all cleaned, she dried his toe carefully not to hurt Namjoon with a clean cloth, and applying anti-bacterial cream onto it before wrapping it up with a clean bandage.

“Now stay still until your manager come to get your injury checked” she patted his knees with a warm smile.

“Thank you Yeoul-ah…” ruffling her hair softly, Yeoul arose to her feet and his ears were greeted with Jimin and Minyeol voice. Maknae must have told him about Namjoon, considering that they were here already.

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“It is really okay you don’t need to push yourself”

“But it is our last concert”

“Yes it is, so what? Do you want to be it the last concert in your life or the last concert of our Wings Tour”

“That sounds harsher!”

“SO LISTEN TO ME! Stop moving around, you can just sit a the back and rap your line”

“You are not doctor I am not listening to you”

“KIM NAMJOON!”

“KIM SEOKJIN”

Yeoul slipped between the two breaking their staring game “Guys seriously, this is no time to fight. You have to be on stage in few minutes” Jin scoffed, rolling his eyes in annoyance. He was pissed off how stubborn Namjoon could be no matter how hard he tried to nail that brain of his, he just loved to talk back.

“And you…You are not allowed to move around, the doctor said your foot need rest. Don’t blame Jin oppa, he is worried of you” she patted his shoulder with a concern look.

Namjoon sighed “I know, but I don’t want to disappoint Armys”

“You wont! In fact, they are proud of you” she cut him off.

“How I wish Yeoul is Bangtan’s 7th member instead, tsk tsk Rap Monster behave now will you?” he poked his long finger on his forehead. She diverted her attention to Jimin whom already in his full makeup walking towards her with a cute smile.

“Baby do I look okay?” pressing his lips together, he blinked cutely.

“When was the last time you look ugly? You are dashing Jiminie” she soothed his collar and moved her finger to stroke the strand of his hair.

“Now you are all ready! Go rock your last stage. Minyeol and I will be watching you from the audience seat” she whispered softly.

He frowned “Will you be okay? To sit in such a huge crowd?”

“Taehwan will be there so don’t worry. Do what you are best at, and we will enjoy your concert” Jimin wounded his arm around Yeoul small body, recharging himself before the concert starts. Whistles could be heard from every corner from the staffs and of course Sonyeodan boys teasing the lovebirds who seemed not to care with people surround them.

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Bangtan’s final concert in Sapporo went pretty well and it was finally the time to bid farewell to Armys embarking their last Wings Tour after months traveling around the globe. Overwhelmed by the response, the members stood still in the middle of the stage gazing every corner of arena. They had achieved so much to reach here together.

They could feel their eyes watered to watch happy faces everywhere who enjoyed music that they created. They wished to come back with a stronger music and image. They promised to stay together until the end with Armys.

After each of the members bid their farewell individually, they were set to leave the stage but to their surprise someone ran up to the stage. The boys looked baffled since they assumed it was one of the floor managers, but she was charging to Jimin’s direction instead.

Mortified, they could see securities running from different direction towards the stage. What on earth just happened? Fans in the arena were buzzing in curiosity as they tried to get a better view of the mystery girl on stage.

SMACK!

Jimin could feel his cheeks sting from the sudden attack, not once but twice.

“JIMIN!” Seokjin screamed in agony.

“WHAT THE HELL” Yoongi cussed as he quickly pulled Jimin behind him and eyed the girl dangerously close with anger.

“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?” he scowled. Other members reached confused Jimin, making sure he was protected and not being harassed even further.

“Tae ah! Lets head to backstage! What just happened?” Yeoul stood in her seat and picked Minyeol up. The three of them squished between the crowd who seemed as confused as them and making their way to the backstage.

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lovelyevajacks · 7 years

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It would be my honor

Summary: Feyre recieves news of being pregnant and tells Rhys about it Disclaimer: All characters belong to the genius Sarah J Maas. This is just a post acowar fanfic about Feyre telling Rhys that she's pregnant and I wanted to share it with you all. Also, this is my first time doing this so if the format for how fanfics are usually posted on tumblr is wrong, I apologize and please let me know. And I would also appreciate it if you gave me feedback on this and tell me what you thought, so without further ado: I already knew. I already knew deep in my gut, my bones about what was going to be confirmed by the court healer. Excitement bloomed in my gut as Madja opened her mouth and told me her findings. I quickly jumped up off the bed, hugged her, and ran off to find my mate. Walking through Velaris was a blur. I kept thinking about what's gonna come nine months from now and I imagined different reactions I would get from Rhys when I told him. Tears. A huge smile. Speechlessness. The images flicked through my mind as I walked up the hill to the town house where my mate and I lived. The town house where someone else will soon reside in as well. I listened to the heartbeat deep within me as I opened the door. "Rhys?" I called. "Up here," my mate called from our room. I walked up the steps, my heart thrumming powerful beats with each step leading up to the second floor. I passed a couple doors that led to empty rooms on my way to our own. The door was closed but I swore I could've looked through the door and see the glow of the somewhat gift I had made for Rhys and hidden inside. I opened the door and as I looked inside, I could almost see the decorations that would soon fill it for the arriving addition to our family. I closed the door once more and continued on my way I finally reached our room and looked inside to find the beautiful male standing before the window overlooking our home while flaring his wings. Wings I hoped would be passed on to our newcomer. I stalked up to him with near silent steps. I put my arms around his waist and hugged him tightly. "I have something to tell you." I said quietly, unable to stop the spreading smile on my face. My mate shifted in my arms to look at me with raised brows, "Oh really?" I nodded, biting on my smile. On the way here, I hadn't really decided on how I would tell him. Whether I should come right out or show him the moment of Madja telling me or by sending him an image of what the very near future would hold. I did know one thing though. It was that along with the announcement, he would also receive a painting I had made when I first suspected the news. All I had to decide was how to lead up to that moment. I looked into those brilliant violet eyes, my heart swelling with love and emotions I still am not sure how to convey with words, even after all these years we've been together. As I looked into my mates eyes, I let those feelings guide the words out of me instead of my brain. "Today I had an appointment with Madja. She told me something that I had known for a week or two, but I wanted to have it confirmed before I told you." Rhys' eyes filled with curiosity and interest. I smiled more at the look he gave me along with it. "I think it would be better if I showed you instead." I grabbed his hand and led him to the room I had just looked inside moments ago. Before opening the door I said to Rhysand, "Close your eyes." He obeyed, but I used my magic to create a makeshift blindfold just to make sure the little sneak didn't peek when I wasn't looking. Rhys felt the magic and chuckled, "Don't trust me Feyre darling?" "Not even a little bit you sly prick." He laughed a laugh that sounded like heaven on earth as I opened the door. The painting still sat on the easel it was painted on with a blanket thrown overtop it. I let go of Rhysand's hand and walked over to it to pull the sheet off. I looked back, making sure he still couldn't see and turned my head back around to observe the painting for a quick moment. It was a portrait of my mate and I holding something in between us. Our faces were the reflection of love and awe and pure happiness. Our eyes filled with wonder and affection and gentleness as we gazed down at what we held in both of our arms. Gazed down at the bundle of joy as he gazed back up at us with his violet eyes to match Rhys'. His face a perfect reflection of his fathers as his mouth curved into a smile that was identical to mine. Before I removed Rhysand's restrictions I sent a replay of my appointment with Madja down the mating bond. The bond that I cherished so much with everything inside of me. The bond I had come so close to losing forver, once upon a time. Soothing strokes against the wall of adamant built around my mind. I shook the memory from my head and watched the replay of my appointment along with Rhys so that I could know when to stop it. It went on for a couple moments longer and before he could hear the news, I removed the memory along with the magic blindfold. Rhys blinked his eyes open and they landed on me, eyes wide with anticipation. I met his stare and watched as his gaze roamed across the room until they at last landed on the painting I'd made to help me break the news. I watched as he studied the painting, eyes widening with shock, the intervals of the rising of his chest between breaths becoming shorter and shorter. My mates eyes darted back to me, then the painting and then darted to my stomach. I looked at him and didn't know what to say as he kept staring at my stomach for a long moment, as if he could see what was growing in there. When he finally met my stare again, his eyes were lined with silver. In two graceful strides Rhys closed the distance between us, grabbed my face with his hands and kissed me. Deeply, passionately. A kiss filled with love and happiness and a joy that couldn't be faltered by anything. My mate pulled back and I saw the most beautiful smile I have ever gazed upon in my long years of life spread across his face. A smile that words wouldn't be able to describe, for it would never do it's beauty justice. I saved the image in my mind and tucked it away to cherish forever and maybe to paint it one day if I was feeling up to the challenge of recreating the sheer beauty of it. Tears slid down his face, that beautiful smile unfaltering as he said, "We're gonna- We're having a baby?" I nodded. A smile forming on my mouth-our childs mouth- just as big as his. Rhys' breathing became shallow-uneven. His smile still stayed and his tears kept running down his face. "I just- I don't- I cant- I can't really... find the words to describe how happy and excited I am. How excited I am to add on to our family that we have and become a father to our child." I nodded again. The smile still on my lips and tears now sliding down my face. I took his hands in my own and said, "I know. I can't really find the words either." Instead of saying how he was feeling, my mate sent his feelings down the bond connecting our two minds. He was right. There really were no words to describe his feelings. It was like the perfect mixture of happiness, bliss, excitement, love... and a little bit of fear. This time my smile faltered, "Why are you scared?" Rhysand's face completely changed and his tears weren't those of joy, but of sadness as he said, "What if I'm not a good father? What if our son and the rest of our future children hate me? What if they see me as a monster like so many others did before the war with Hybern?" "My sweet High Lord. You don't have to put up that façade anymore, haven't had to for so many years. Why would they see you as a monster?" His mouth opened but I cut him off, "I have no doubt in my mind that you will be the best father our children could ever have. They'll see in you what our family, our court, and I all see in you. Your courage, and selflessness, and kindness. They'll see how big and unending your capacity to love is. How protective and funny and graceful you are. They'll see how you will let them make their own choices while also making sure that they have a long eternal life filled with happiness and peace and love. They will see all of that because that is the type of male that you are. Because that is the reason why I love you so fiercely, just like how our family loves you and how our son and future children will love you. They will love and cherish you and will never see you as a monster because that isn't who you are." The tears were steadily falling down his face now. He didn't bother to wipe them away as a small smile bloomed on his lips as he brought them down to mine. I pulled back and took my hands from his and wiped the tears off of his face as he had done so many times for me before. I looked into my mates eyes. The eyes of the person I love most in this world, the eyes of someone else who would no doubt have my heart as well. I smiled wide and cherished this moment that we were sharing. Rhys brought his eyes to my stomach and swallowed. He once again looked me in my eyes as he said, "It would be my greatest honor, Feyre darling, to have a child -and many more- with you, my mate." I took his hand once more and said, "It would be my honor to have children with you as well, Rhys." He grabbed me and our future son up in a hug and we held eachother there for what felt like hours. When we finally broke apart, my mate and I grabbed eachothers hand and walked out of the room. Walked out of the room and right into the next beautiful chapter in our story.

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chibinekochan · 7 years

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Fallen Angel ft. Zen

Warning angst

trigger warning for a possible suicide.

Words 2.4k

This is from Zen POV

It was only a nightmare but something was off when I woke up. I could hear someone crying but it was impossible their was no one anywhere here. I fall back to asleep drifting into a strange dream once again. This time it was different I saw it someone on top of a roof. Someone that was looking sad they looked lonely. I saw them Fall from the roof they looked at me like they wanted me to save them.

I can only hardly make out who they are but they looked like a angel falling.

The only think I know is that I have to save them no matter what. I saw them falling and they wanted me to stop them. It was not just a dream It was a prophetic dream I am sure of this.

I have no idea who this person is and I have no idea how I will do it but I gotta do it. If I not save them then no one will.

In my dream it was night so I can only hope its not too late just yet. The sun is just raising who ever it is as long they not already jumped I have time till tonight. Since it was a prophetic dream I still have time to save them. That is at least my hope. That roof it was familiar but where did I see it ?

My phone goes off its my alert I need to get dressed and then I need to do my training but not today. I have to figure out where that roof top is. I have to before my work starts. After my performance it could be too late. It would go till way after dark. I will have to cancel today´s performance. Even if that will make the Directer angry I don´t care when there is someones life on the line. If I could only remember where the place is. I have no choice but to look for it. I dress up and stuff myself quickly with some food and Coffee then I go and get my motorcycle out. Their is a good chance that I find the building like that.

In my dream the building was really tall it was Grey and it had roof that felt familiar. It must be a building I was in a few times. Probably a occasion where I had to go and take a smoke break. Who knew this bad habit would come in handy at some point.

I drive to different buildings threw out the city but neither of them seem to fit the building I saw in my dream. Not tall enough , wrong color or the roof was not the same. My time was slowly running out. Soon they would expect me at work. I have my phone on my hand there is no doubt in my head of what I should do.

Just when I start dialing the number my phone goes off its almost funny at its the person I just was about to call. A sign from the sky hopefully. I take the call from the Director. “Where are you the rehearsals where scheduled to start right now You know how important this is for the play in the evening. When you are not here within the next 30mins I will give the role to someone else and you will not have to come here again !” The director is in awful mood like ever. A strict man that would never take no for a answer any other day I would had rushed over to him I would apologized. Today though it was different. No matter how you see it a human life is the most valuable think and even if the chance that I find them is low I still have to try.

As long the sun is not set I still have time. Their is no doubt about my reaction to his demand. “I am sorry in that case we will have to part ways.” I sigh slightly I know what I am giving up with these words. I wont ever regret something like this though. “What how dare you what is going on ? I hope you have a very good explanation for this.” He yells at me loud as always even if I would explain it he would not believe me. They never do after all.

A prophetic dream is nothing that is easily to be believed in unless you experienced it before. “I do there is a life on the line. I have no time to explain this but I have to save someone.” I really have no time for this. I drop the call there is nothing to add anymore. The higher the sun sets the less time I have. I look o the sky for a moment an I hope that I will find it soon. I wish my dream would been more clear if I had seem them better or if I at least seen other buildings. This is not the time to start thinking about this. I sigh and get back on the motorcycle.

I drive around aimlessly threw the City every building that I ever was in every building that I have seen many times. I check them all. Why is this City so huge ? All of them look the same.

The sun merciless wanders across the sky. In look uo to it again while I put new fuel in my Motorcycle.

Its hopeless isn´t it ? How could I ever even hope to find them or save them. This dream was nothing but something to torture me. Quite a cruel joke if that is true. What use has this ability of I can´t even use it to save one single person ?

I push these thoughts away I still have time. I cant let my dream come true I know they need my help I can reach them in time I have to. I keep driving I get more and more desperate why are there so many tall buildings in this town. I keep asking the same questions its pointless useless.

The sky turns red slowly surely it will get night. The shadows slowly eat the city. The light gets less and less I feel like the city eats all hope away.

I am right in front of the theater I was suppose to play here tonight. Now I stand right in front of the entrance. I see the poster it still has my name on it. I wounder who got my role tonight.

Its dark now are their now on a roof somewhere in this ocean of buildings ? How much time I really have left ? I don´t know. This feels like a waste of my time why did I even bother to find them?

It was hopeless from the start. I never should had listened to my dream their was probably nothing I could had done from the start.

I should had just accepted this this was bound to happen. If my dreams showing me the future then maybe there is no way I can stop them. Why did I even hoped to find them anyway.

It was ever hopeless and useless. I look at the building in front maybe at least I could beg to get my role back try to forget it image it was only a dream move on and forget about this.

No that would be wrong. Their is still a chance maybe if I drive more around maybe then I could find them I have to try at least. At least then I would had done anything.

The Theater building seems almost to mock me its tall it overs shades me. It is Grey I remember I had smoked on this roof before.

In this moment I remember that roof it is this building. I had spend the whole day trying to remember it but I oversaw the Theater. Every time I thought on it I pushed it away I even avoided driving close to it.

The irony is bitter it was right their this whole time. It´s still not too late I have to go up to them. Their would been a commotion if it already had happened.

I go inside the building they let me pass without issues. I have no interest in anything but to go up the stairs I run I am much faster with this then with the elevator. I run into someone from the crew “Hey I thought you would not come today the Director is furious.” She blocks my way.”I am only here to save someone they are on the roof and they are about to do something stupid. Just let me pass.” I am slightly angry I am in a rush I have no time to be polite. “What on the roof how do you know that ?” She is confused. “Look I have no time for this I need to go up.” I shove her to the side and make my way up.

She stands confused on the stairs. I can ever tell her sorry an other time right now this doesn´t matter.

I keep on running up the stairs. I try to calm myself down before I open the door. No matter what is find on the other side of this door I have to stay calm.

The metal door opens the roof is barely lit but their there are. They stand on the roof behind the railing.

I cant risk to scare them they could fall of I have to keep careful.”Hey you what are you doing ?” I ask carefully not too loud but loud enough for them to hear me. They turn their head to me I can barely make them out its dark they wear dark clothes.

I still remember how sad they looked in my dream what ever it is that brought them here they must be really desperate. “Don´t come closer.” They yell at me. I do as they say I stay Back. “okay I will stay here but how about you move back to this side so we can talk.” I was hoping I could at least make them come back to this side. The abyss was just inches away from them. “Just go away leave me alone.” They turn their head away from me again. They look down to the street beyond them.

“I will not do that.” I could not even if I anted to if I would go now then they would just end their life. How could I let them do that. “Why do you even care ?” They look to me again. They have their hands on the railing as they turn around to me. This must be a good sign I hope at last.

“I care cause I see you their and also because I dreamed that you be here I know it makes little sense but its true.” I try my best to get them to come away from their. I make a step forward closer to them

“What you lie just keep where you are.” They sound angry. “It´s true you cried in that dream you not want to do this please come here we can talk.” I take an other step they not told me to stop again after all. “What are you thinking I will fall for such a lie ?” They think I am making it up. Their is one think that I know about them the one think about them I saw in my dream. They are still too far away so the only way I can know this is from my dream. “Your eyes they are blue.” I yell at them. They are clearly surprised. “You have to believe me I came here to save you so come back here.” I take some more steps towards them. They not move at all they seem to stare at me I keep on moving closer. They seem to think about what I said and I have to be careful.

“Are you for real ?” They sound afraid I can´t even blame them I would not believe myself either. “Yes just come here there are people that care I am one for sure.” I can only hope they trust me enough on my words. “That dream how did it end ?” They are still way to close to the edge I carefully stay far enough away to not make them step back. I manged to get close enough to grab them. “I am here to change it.” I could not even say it the images from my dream where still hunting me.

Suddenly the door opens. Its someone from the staff a security guard. They seem to be scared. They almost take a step back. “Stay their.” I call to him I look back and the one right in front of me. Fear in their eyes. If they step even a bit back they will fall. Just like in my dream.

I cant let that happen. I reach out my hand to them. They look to me in disbelieve. “I wont let you fall tonight.” I take the last step towards them. I not grab them just yet I can´t risk to scare them. “Come take my hand.” I still reach out to them. They look at me and they look at then man behind us. I hope he is still standing still.

They take one hand of the railing I nod to them. They are about to take my hand when Suddenly a gust of wind comes in I see they loose their balance but I can get a hold of them just in the right moment. They hold on to me and I see the fear in their eyes. I think this is the moment they realize they not want to die. I manage to pull them them back to the railing. I see the security guard coming up to us. They take them from me they pull them back over the railing.

They look at me they must be still confused about what just happened. I think they understood this sign from who knows where to not jump. Hope that at least.

I never dreamed of them again and they said weakly thank you to me before they are brought away inside.

I take a look at the dark city I am glad I found them just in time that means that in the end my dreams can be changed as long as I can make it in time.

End note : This fanfic was strongly inspired by the song Fallen Angel from Three Days Grace. Comments and thoughts on this fanfic would be really helpful.

Thank you for reading this and I hope you have a lovely day.

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