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slasher-male-wife · 10 months

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Horror characters taking care of their sick s/o

I'm in my sick Victorian boy era. I'm being dramatic because I have a mild case of the flu. I need to write something to keep myself sane so why not write for some characters I haven't written about for awhile.

Includes: Amanda Young, Adam Faulkner, Will Graham, Hannibal Lecter, and Pyramid head

Warnings: Reader is sick, some of these characters aren't super smart, mentions of vomit and medication, vague talk of cannibalism and violence

Amanda Young

Amanda has basic medical knowledge and when she sees you getting sick she's quick to get you to stay in bed and will be a little overbearing. She's been taking care of John for awhile and seeing her partner sick makes her very worried.

She's going to spend any free time she has taking care of you. She knows you're going to be fine but that's not going to stop her from becoming your personal nurse.

She wants to avoid using medication unless a doctor tells her to use them. She thinks because medication isn't working for John that must mean it won't really work for you.

She knows to keep some distance but she's still going to be around you and touch you. She might intentionally spend more time around you then get closer to Hoffman to try and get him sick.

She might talk to Lawrence about what she should be doing and your symptoms. If you know that she's a jigsaw apprentice she'll introduce you to him as her coworker. But if you don't she'll either bribe him into seeing you or just take his advice.

She is reminded of what happened at the gas house and if you're sick enough that you start to throw she'll need to leave the room and probably spend some time to compose herself. I strongly believe that what jigsaw did to her really messed her up but she denies it.

Adam Faulkner

Oh my god if he finds out you're sick I hope you're ready for him to try and help but honestly just make a fool of himself.

You're hopefully not living in his apartment anymore and depending on your temperature and the weather he's going to keep your bedroom window open because "fresh air helps".

He thinks that he doesn't have to keep space from you because you're dating and he probably ends up getting sick himself. But no matter how much you tell him to stay away so he doesn't get sick he won't listen.

While he's out working (probably for jigsaw) he'll leave out medication for you to take, food you can heat up or just eat cold, and probably gives you anything you need to stay entertained.

If you call him for anything he's dropping whatever he's doing to go help you. You have to literally tell him several times that he doesn't have to rush home and you can stay on your own while he works.

He probably doesn't have any insurance just by judging his apartment so unless you absolutely need to see a doctor he's going to be the one taking care of you.

Will Graham

His medical knowledge is better than some people in these head canons but it's still not the best. I feel like if it's anything than a mild case of the cold or the flu he's taking you to a doctor.

Probably looks up if human illnesses can transfer to dogs. Either way he's keeping his dogs away from you until you feel better.

Will not let you out of bed unless you're going to the bathroom. He deals with blood and guts for a living so dealing with someone who's sick is probably a vacation for him.

Will is going to try to keep Hannibal away from you while you're sick for so many reasons. But Hannibal is probably going to end up seeing you anyway because Will is going to cave.

If the weather and your health allows he's going to take you outside for fresh air like you're a consumption patient from 1912. He will let his dogs around you if you're outside.

Will guilt Jack into letting him stay home for a few days to take care of you. He is going to bring up everything Jack has ever done to him. "Hey Jack I need to stay home to take care of my partner. I know you'll let me take it off since you made me work while I had ensyphilitis."

Hannibal Lecter

He's a literal doctor but also a fucking weirdo so be careful. He'll still take good care of you but will also take the time to get into philosophical discussions with you while you're half asleep.

He refuses to give you anything store bought to eat. Will literally make crackers and break from scratch for you to eat. He'll lay off on the human meat until you're better.

Will not allow you to use one of his bowls as a "throw up bowl" You're using the bathroom to do so, he doesn't care if you accidentally vomit on his floors because he can clean the floor, but his bowls are too valuable.

He won't let you spend all day looking at screens. Hannibal will provide you with any kind of entertainment you want to get you off screens for awhile. He will get you whatever books you want or any other low energy activity.

Will insist on keeping your space clean. Will wash your sheets often and insists on giving you a bath, the temperature depending on if you have a fever or not.

He will keep a sort of distance from you but will also be near you. He will take precautions of course but he can't stop himself from spending time in your room, talking with you.

Pyramid head

He has little knowledge of human illnesses, because he's a demi god of sorts he never really gets sick. So when he sees you get cold sweats or start having a bad cough he's confused about why it's happening. '

You'll have to educate him on your condition and tell him what he needs to do to help you. I don't think there's any medication you can take in silent hill but he can probably find you something to help.

He also probably can't get sick so he doesn't have to worry about getting too close to you. If you try to pull away from him to hide your cough or sneeze he'll just pull you back. Even if he did get a cold from you he'd get over it pretty quickly.

He'll honestly want to be pretty touchy all the time even when you're not sick because he's never had human contact before. You'll probably have to explain to him that cuddling isn't the best thing when you have a fever.

He's going to try and get you as comfortable as possible while he's busy doing Pyramid Head stuff. It all depends on your condition and you'll have to explain to him what you need.

He also doesn't really understand germs so you'll have to explain them to him and why you need to keep yourself and your area clean and why you can't just throw up anywhere. After that he'll get you something to use for that then just throw it somewhere.

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keruimi · 3 months

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The Way Back to Him

Sanemi x reader

Warning! Heavy Angst with comfort at the end

Note: I went overboard that I'm not sure if all of you would accept the leads🥹 Early Apologies. Secondly, please inform me if Sanemi's character is too ooc. I would gladly do better next time.

~•°•~

I fell in love with the person who had a painful backstory.

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"Sanemi-san, my apologies but I can't return your feelings" she muttered as I sighed and leaned my back on the wall. I notice how her grip tightens on her uniform.

"I know. Because everyone sees me as rude, it's impossible to admire my personality at all" I started before standing back up so I can walk back to my estate to rest.

"Sanemi-san, it's not like that" she exclaimed as I just looked away from her.

"Don't worry, I just want you to know about the emotions I am feeling when I'm around you. I don't expect you to return it at all" I manage to stutter out without putting most of my emotions as I saw how her eyes start to gloss.

"I..." She didn't have the heart to tell what she is thinking that made me thought to leave already.

The atmosphere is overwhelming me...

"I'll retire first" I slightly bow in her direction before turning my back at her.

"Sanemi-san!" She shouted my name that made me halt from my steps, I didn't manage to go farther yet.

Maybe because I didn't have the heart to leave her yet...

"Maybe a part of it was my reason" she stated as I felt her quick breaths while I just looked at the empty road in front of me.

"But I don't know you better than you did. I don't know your story" I felt my chest tighten on her words.

"So forgive me if I can't tolerate your impulsive and abrasive attitude that you displayed to all of us"

I turn my body to the side so I can glance at her who is looking down while trying to get a hold of herself.

"If I did..." I trailed off that made her raise her head to look at me who is facing her.

If I did...

There's a huge possibility that she would see me in a different way than the world did.

But...

"Nevermind" I didn't continue anymore before making my way back to my estate as I left the atmosphere in silence.

There is still that slight chance that she wouldn't.

Storytelling would just open their eyes to your perspective. But it wouldn't bring them the same reasons why you did it.

I need physical evidence... An evidence that can prove my love to her.

But I don't know how I can show those emotions without losing the walls I build around myself.

The walls I used to prevent myself from forgetting her.

I arrived back home and my brother decided to ruin my eardrums for the third time today.

"You confessed again! Stop fooling yourself!" He screamed and an irk mark appeared on my forehead.

"Why don't you shut up you idiot!" I screamed back at him as I harshly threw a pillow in his direction before slumping back down on the couch as my thoughts wandered around until my little brother began to speak, more serious now.

"But Big brother, you still haven't forget about her. You can't push yourself to other women when your mind is always on her! That is unfair to them!"

I look down and thought about the words he keep repeating every time this happen.

I want to move on...

Every time my heart seems to catch on a different woman other than my first love.

I convinced myself that I love them but it was never enough.

I silently went back to my room after my brother tried to register his words to my mind but it didn't help me at all.

After all, I start believing she left because she still have dreams.

Our love is the only reason to stay but she has more reasons to choose the future she planned for herself.

I tiredly grumble to myself and thinking about her just reminds her warmth on my bed.

For goodness sake Sanemi, pull yourself together.

After the sudden meeting with the Master, I decided to take a stroll in the garden to calm my nerves down on the Kamado Siblings.

No matter what, she is still a demon. The blood of those monsters is already running on her body. That won't change anything.

I stop ranting on my brain when I notice there's another presence in the garden other than me.

In that one part of the garden, I notice the visible figure of a lady who seems to be in her own world, picking some useless flowers.

I raised an eyebrow on her actions before walking towards her and my footsteps immediately warned her about my presence as she stood up from the dirt before looking back to face me.

I don't know what has gotten to me but it feels like everything became slow motion the moment she turned around to look at me.

Her hair flows with the wind as her green orbs gaze at my own.

She looks like a beautiful memory.

"What are you doing? Aren't you aware which territory you are trespassing?" I ignored how my heartbeat quickened as I looked at the small basket she was holding.

She lifted a gentle smile before bowing to me.

"I was tasked to pick up herbs from any garden by Shinobu-san. My apologies if I startled you by my presence"

Such a gentle voice from a woman like her. I thought she would stammer or even become jolly like the other servants I came across.

Yet she manages to compose herself in front of someone more superior.

"What's your status in the Butterfly Mansion?"

I asked her as she properly stood up before answering me. "I am the provider of the herbs used in the medicines"

I nod before she went back to what she was previously doing. Out of nowhere she lent me a damn flower.

What would I do with this?

"That is Lavender. It helps with stress, my Lord"

She informed me even though I didn't ask yet. My frown deeper as I held my back on throwing and stomping on it.

"How can you make sure that I'm stressed?" I ask her as she just shrugged her shoulder before showing me a playful smile.

"Well, it's really up to you if you will admit it" she confidently answered.

Point taken...

Unknowingly, I have the urge to get to know her better. Even if it was against my wishes, my human emotions is also not giving in to my plans in life.

I'm already fine with flings but it seems like fate have other plans.

I knew I fucked up when I started to look for her presence. Yearn and longed for it.

And if I found her, we spend most of our time together in the garden because I got to know that it was also her habit to teach about the herbs she is collecting.

Sometimes, she is the one who can relax my nerves without even the herb she is giving to me.

I knew I was already sinking deeper in this uncontrollable emotion.

That I want her to stay, stay beside me.

But I don't know if I can give her the happy ending that is impossible to achieve.

When my job is to annihilate the lurking demons in the land. Too dangerous to settle down.

Yet even I tried to deny, oppose, or even refuse my developing feelings for her, there is already a change in my character before I manage to prevent it.

That I want her to be with me.

And that led me to me telling my growing feelings for her. And how can I hope she would like me back?

I still remember her words as clear as now.

"I don't like your character, My Lord. Your harsh and cruel attitude. I can't tolerate it but I know there are reasons" she started as I listen to every word she has to say.

"But that is the problem too, I don't know your story, I don't know you. So I am not sure if I can manage loving you."

Her words are full of honesty and no ounce of playing. She stated her reasons and I accept every word of it.

I decided to court her that day.

In two years, I showed her my weakness, I told her my fears, I shared my reasons.

I fell first, and I fell harder

I love how her mind was opened and her ears are ready to listen.

Every single second I fell in love deeper with her until she finally accepted me as her partner.

It made me so happy, Shinobu just ruined it.

"Are, Are? I don't accept it" she told me that an irk mark appeared on my forehead.

I don't know if she is annoying me or just wants to be sadistic. I heard her sigh that made me realize she is serious.

"Sanemi, Y/n became a close friend of mine too. On your reputation for the past years, how can I be assured you would not hurt her nor break her heart?" I can feel the care she has for my partner that made me give a pat on her shoulder.

"That would not happen"

"You better be or I will kill you"

And I continue to love her, if possible, even fall deeper.

Sometimes it scared me too. I am aware that she is becoming my weakness. And every night it scared me that one day, she would leave me.

But her kisses, her gazes, and her embrace held my biggest fear away from me. I loved her even if the world end.

That was a promise I tried to keep.

"Hun?" She called me as I lingered kisses on her exposed shoulder as our naked bodies warmed each other.

I hummed and put my attention back to her and notice she is thinking of something deep.

I snake my arms around her waist before I pull her closer to me so I can lay my head on her shoulders. "What's bothering you?"

I ask her. She hesitated to open up to me that made me squeeze her hands as she let out a long breathe.

"Would you allow me to leave? So I can pursue my dreams?" She ask me and I felt my whole body froze from her words as she turned to look at me with worried look in her face.

It felt like a knife just stabbed me without letting me react.

"Am I not your dream?" I decided to tease to lighten the atmosphere around us. But she just squeezed my hands indicating she was seriously asking me.

Yet the small smile on my lips never leaves. It hurted me, really. But I don't own her.

I just love her...

"Do you need to leave just to reach it?" I ask her as I tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear.

Do you really need to leave me?

"Yes" she whispered before looking away so she won't see my face.

"Would you come back?" I asked her as I tried to prepare my heart for her answer yet silence was the only thing I heard.

I can feel the ache in my chest as I just hid my face on her shoulder.

I can't make her stay at all.

It made me question so many things, so many memories of ours. Why would she give my love a second chance if she will not stay in the end.

That was my first question.

And it can be a reason to hate her.

But I didn't have the strength to. I can't hate her, not even one bit.

"Big Brother" I heard Genya call for me, trying to get my attention as I daydream again on the same garden where I first met her.

The moment she left, the taste of bitterness never left my life. Every single day, I could never forget the person who is my first time in so many things.

Chisuzu Y/n

How can you break me so easily? Why is it easy for you to abandon me?

You were my universe, you were my world.

And you left me for a dream you could have pursued with me. Why? Out of all ways for you to hurt me, do you need to leave me completely?

What can you do Shinobu?

When your friend was the one who broke me.

"Big Brother" my younger brother called for me again. "What" It was an irritated answer and both of us knew.

I would barely keep my past self from coming back again.

I became the same person as three years ago before I met her. Realizing I felt this heartbreak because I made her my weakness.

And it was my biggest mistake.

"Slow down Sanemi. You might lose yourself if you get too drunk" I heard Tengen's words but I keep going as they just didn't bother stopping anymore.

I drowned my sorrows, I buried my pain. Yet it always ends on the same thoughts lingering on my mind.

I gave her everything, but she left me with nothing but memories.

I want her back beside me...

~•°•~

"You want to become a swordsman with that lousy tactic? You hope to become better yet you are not doing anything for it. You think you can easily pray for it and they will bless it to you?" I exclaimed to one of my students as the others stayed silent. The anger in my tone was evident that I might explode any minute because of frustrations.

"Get a grip on yourself and do better!" I shouted before the student bow and accepted my words.

"Brother" I heard Genya behind me, his tone was not the usual serious one, it was more shock and worried.

Did someone die?

"What?" I asked him with slight annoyance in my tone.

"She is back..." I felt my world stop as I didn't have the guts to look at him.

But I felt how my gaze softened even at the slight mention of her. I felt my heart quicken like the first time we met but I still didn't bother to move from my place as I tightly held on sword.

"Are you not planning to welcome her? She is now on the Butterfly Mansion..." He informed me as I huffed out in disbelief.

I don't have the heart to. All the pain I felt when she left me was still evident, was still present and felt.

But she was the first one who decided to approach me.

"Hun..." I heard her gentle call of our nickname as I felt her hand snake around my body as she laid her head on my back.

"I'm back"

I felt my eyes sting as tears started welling up on it.

I don't want to turn around, I don't want to break again.

"I'm sorry for leaving you" she murmurs as I feel my hands touch hers.

"I can't hate you..." I finally spoke out as I turned around to face her. Nothing has changed for the past two years she left.

Two years that felt like a decade.

"I'm sorry Sanemi. It was selfish of me to leave" she admitted as she tightly clung to me.

"I almost lost it" I stuttered out as the ache in my pain never left.

But I was glad

She returned back to me, safe and sound.

"I won't leave anymore. Above anything, I would always come back to you. Only you till the end." She muttered before she tipped toe to land a kiss on my lips.

"Forgive me..." She asked with her gentle gaze towards me.

And how can I resist?

"So many people already told me that you were not worth it" I cried out as I lost the strength to keep standing in front of her as she kept holding on to me.

We were both alone, crying out the pain of our hearts.

"I don't want to give up our love even though I feel like I was the only one fighting for it" I tightly clutch to her as she offered me her shoulders to cry on.

"You became a villain to everyone's eyes but you were my hero, you made me become a better person when you were here" my sobs were uncontrollable that if anyone was watching, I would lose the reputation of the heartless mentor.

But the only thing I could think of was her.

"Y/n, I really love you... I really do"

"I know, I know that very well..." It was evident in her tone that she was trying to hold herself back from crying.

I don't have the heart for revenge, nor the heart to hate her. Because our lives are short, I don't want to waste it on another long journey of pain anymore.

We can always restart again...

And I'm willing to do it as long as it was with her...

#demon slayer #demon slayer sanemi #kimetsu no yaiba #kny sanemi #kny fanfic #kny angst #kny comfort #love #sacrifice #sanemi x reader #sanemi shinazugawa #kny hashira #hashira x reader #wind hashira #Spotify

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sorcharavenlock · 9 months

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39. The Romance Festival.

Loki and I travel to the Romance Festival in San Myshuno. We are the first ones there. There is food and dancing, and a painting competition.

"Let's compete, it will be fun!" Loki already floats towards the easels. I shrug and follow. I'm not the best painter but I have nothing to lose, right?

We completely forget we are supposed to meet up with Kitty, Dean and Nea, who are running late.

"hey, you guys! I can't believe you started without us!" Nea's voice comes from behind me.

I turn around and my eyes nearly roll out of my head!

"Nea! Nea look behind you," I hiss.

Nea hadn't noticed Dean and Kitty kissing behind her.

"Well, that's new!" She grins.

"You didn't know either?" I ask curiously.

"I knew she liked him," Nea shrugs, "But I didn't know they were at te 'making out' stage!

"What ARE you painting?" Nea asks as she gets distracted by Loki's work. "Aren't you supposed to paint something romantic?"

"I think it is romantic!" Loki protests.

"It's a BEACH BALL!"

"It is a beach ball, which reminds me of the beach, which reminds me of Sulani, which, in my experience is the most romantic place on Midgard!" Loki turns bright pink.

"I think it's terribly romantic," I agree with him.

"You are both insane," Nea shakes her head.

Dean has made his way to the food stalls and Kitty comes jogging over to us.

"Kitty, were you and Dean kissing just now?" I ask.

"Yeah, is there something you need to tell us maybe?" Nea grins.

"it turns out Dean missed me when I was in Sulani," Kitty explains, smiling happily. "Really missed me! The moment I walked into the door he... well he kissed me and we haven't really stopped kissing since!"

I am so happy for her, and so is Nea. Even Loki seems to find it adorable.

"You like this Dean?" He asks Kitty. She nods with a blush.

"Then I am happy for you," Loki surprises Kitty with a hug. "And if he sets one foot wrong he will become intimately acquainted with my daggers," he whispers in Kitty's ear.

I decide to go and have a word with Dean myself.

"Hi, hello Dean, how are you?" I smile at him.

"Eh, fine, I guess," he answers a bit confused.

"I know at least twelve different ways to kill someone with a spoon," I say conversationally.

"That seems oddly specific," Dean frowns, "and a strange way to start a conversation."

"Break Kitty's heart or hurt one hair on her head, and you'll become familiar with at least a few of them," I say pleasantly. "I know you Winchester boys have a habit of returning from the dead. But I have a lot of spoons."

As far as threats go, it's probably not the best, but I've never been all that good at one-liners.

"Hey now, you listen to me! I like Kitty! I would never do anything to hurt her okay!" Dean protests. "Besides that, I can't see it being any of your business."

"Kitty is one of my two best friends, that MAKES it my business," I snap back.

Loki, in the meantime, sees me chatting with Dean and is reading the conversation I am having with Dean completely wrong. Only seeing my pleasant smile he suspects I am flirting with Dean and he flies into a rage!

Loki is quick to come over and starts picking a fight with Dean!

Kitty realises nothing good can come out of it and rings a cab, while I try to calm Loki down.

Loki is far too angry to listen.

"It wasn't like that Loki, I would never hurt you! I don't even like Dean! Besides that, even if I wasn't with you I'd never flirt with my best friend's boyfriend!" I try to explain.

I am starting to feel very tense as I try to find a way to diffuse the situation.

Nothing I say or do can get Loki to calm down or listen. Angrily he turns his back on me a makes his way to the paintings.

For a moment it looks like he is getting his temper under control...

"Loki!" I yell at him.

"Nea was right! It was a stupid painting anyway!"

"I was a fool for thinking for even one minute that you wouldn't betray me! You are just like the others!"

"Loki! Stop this! Destroying the festival will only draw unwanted attention! Do you WANT the Avengers to show up here? I DON'T like Dean, I wasn't flirting and to be honest you should know me better by now! You are being mean and horrible and it is not fair to anyone here!"

Loki deflates. Without a word, he floats towards the taxi rank.

"I'd better go," I say to Nea. "He can't leave without me. I'm so sorry it became such a mess."

"Are you okay?" Nea asks.

I look sadly in Loki's direction.

"I don't know. I hope we can fix this once he calms down a bit."

"Hey, if you need me, I'm only a call or a DM away," she says as she gives me a hug.

Loki doesn't say anything on the way home. He stares pointedly out of the window.

When we come home he disappears into the basement.

Neither of us had anything to eat all evening and I decide to make him some food as a peace offering. He must be hungry too!

Loki pretends to be asleep with his back towards me. I can see he is feeling blue.

I call his name a few times, but he ignores me. I leave the plate on the table for him, just in case.

That night, we both sleep alone...

#sorchasLP

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julymarte · 2 months

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A quick sketch i made to go with a few notes i took last night to finally give answer to a question that i got asked ages ago but never replied, this is meant to be a scene that's not relevant to the plot and if i were to draw the comic that would be left off screen so see this as a lil extra but i'll leave you the notes under the cut with a couple useful links for context

Context 1 /2 / 3 / 4

Before you read know that i'm not a good writer, this is not meant to be a fanfiction or anything, it's just a dialogue transcript with some descriptive aid for future me in case i decide to draw it one day, that being said i apologize for the typos gyhjuk enjoy

Scene: serene atmosphere the two are still in bed, Uri resting his head on the back of his hand looks at Pravaal in a tender yet confused way

U: pravaal can I ask you something?

P:mhm~

U: I admitted to you and to myself that I could not move on…but you, you seemed pretty convinced when you said you were over me… Then why this?

P: this what? ( Attention piqued, raises an eye row)

U: y- you know, 'sleeping' with me, I…I know I started it but- did you just take advantage of the moment or do you actually care?

P: my wow, you think so lowly of me? Sighs I do care, I did move on better than you sure, and I was plenty mad at you ad well but….

U: but?

P: I've had several girlfriends and boyfriend after the "alley accident "but none lit the spark quite as you, I liked to tease you but to me it was over especially after how it ended, but I would be a fool if I said I didn't feel anything anymore….so the idea of a second chance at us…(moves Uri's hair from his face with a soft but serious look) we hurt each other in the past, it's a risk, but I want to believe in this

U: (blushing when the fish moves his hair away) I see-

P: (cringe but accurate word, glomps him in a playful way like idk puppies playing with each other future me will understand) not to mention I like this new dynamic going on, prince charming was good sure but the blushy panicked faces you make when you are not in control are sooooo much better

U: gfhfdh STOP IT (blushy panicked face trying to fight off the tickles)

P: ( forehead kith) cute~ (serious again) I want this to work Uri, I'm serious….but I don't want to just be your "mistress"…you have to make a choice there's no going back now

U:( serious too atmosphere change from warm and soft to cold, future me will understand like when a cloud passes by the sun) * deep breath, sits straight* I don't know how Kenah is going to take this…I love you both I…I need to think…

P: (ruffles the pensive Uri's head) take your time (leaves)

U:*sighs and looks outside the window thoughtful*

Uri will later decide to confront Kenah, his girlfriend, about it, he was ready to tell her everything but..well.she was concerned about other matters

#kos #kingdom of sun #oc #original character #art #sketch #text #notes #to future me

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ethicallysourcedtink · 11 months

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ʻNO WOMAN SHOULD BE MADE TO FEAR THAT SHE WAS NOT ENOUGH.ʼ ↪ dialogue from the priory of the orange tree by samantha shannon. ⁽ᵖᵃʳᵗ ⁰¹/??⁾ change pronouns/gendered terms as needed.

you know how i loathe the summer here.

i would break my fast. good morrow.

you're plainly a fool, and i have no interest in befriending fools.

you can be very wise, my friend.

as you decree, your majesty.

you look radiant.

there are shadows under your eyes.

my soul is touched.

come forth and face your enemy of old, or watch your city burn.

you have been forced to join me in my exile, and i've been poor company.

if i should hear of any whispers, i will bring them to your door.

i have no love for your queen. in fact, i roundly despise her.

you presume too much. far too much.

i am not yet recovered enough from seeing a corpse by my bed to discuss its use for childing.

i know we planned to go together, and perhaps you will hate me for the rest of our lives, but it is better this way.

you took him somewhere safe. what happens now is up to him.

trust me. you can do nothing here but die.

i strongly dislike visitors at this hour. or any hour.

you show an innocent face to the court, but i believe you have another one.

all the world is a cage in a young girl's eyes.

sleep has eluded me of late.

what do you think of his eyes?

they will hail us as legends one day.

you stand on equal ground with whatever i am.

now i know your secret, and it reeks far worse than mine.

i see what's in your heart. it's the same as what's in mine. ambition.

i have no interest in why you are here.

you seem devout. i suggest you pray.

you dare judge me for seeking help elsewhere?

her pride would never allow her to ask for aid.

did the bells wake you?

i shall not speak another word.

do you have any notion of what they do to outsiders here?

she may be sick in love, as young maids often are.

i don't think i'm at all well, you know.

you are a witch. you practice sorcery. i saw it.

you know why this is happening. everyone tried to warn you.

here. i will give you the rest if you behave.

you don't really believe in talk of alchemy and sorcery.

only a soulless husk could hate poetry.

i've always rather fancied an adventure.

all stories grow from a seed of truth. they are knowledge after figuration.

you have a quick tongue as well as light feet.

not all dreams should be pursued, especially not dreams conceived on the featherbed of love.

he must have escaped while the sentinels were distracted.

how does his royal highness mean to forge such an alliance?

i have had precious little entertainment in this place.

i come to give you warning.

better a mouse than some louder beast.

this is not courteous speech. who are you?

i am no green child to believe what i am told without proof.

i do not fear you. your threats have as much weight as smoke.

they say he was in love with her.

my word, but you are a lucky wretch.

fear will make you fight.

this may be too bold, but you seem not to be in high spirits today.

i have no desire to condemn him to death.

do you think me a halfwit?

oh, do shut up.

this mission may not seem survivable, but you never know. we may return from it as princes of the world.

we must do to our enemies what they would do to us.

fire has no power over me.

something is afoot.

you had better start praying for salvation.

i possess sufficient wit to dress myself.

spare me from baseless gossip.

flattered as i am, i seem to remember you are already wed.

stop involving yourself in matters that could undo you.

it will be a pleasure to fight against a warrior of your skill.

i have an interest in survival. i recommend you nurture one, too.

you have been a loyal servant at court.

i would sooner plunge my sword into my own heart than see thy blood water the earth.

i hope all goes as you desire.

i am unworthy of her love, but love her i do. it hurts my soul.

may i ask your name, since i have you to thank for sheltering me?

pray continue.

if her majesty was displeased, i am sorry for it.

remember, no matter how far you travel, i will always be your friend.

he is comely enough.

i doubt he liked her overmuch.

a risk is needful if we are to know the truth.

no duty comes above our service to the crown.

your plot is heresy.

i beseech you, do not expose our transgression.

he should speak to you with more respect.

you know a secret of mine. we are bound by a vow of silence.

wherever i am, i am with you.

you're not in love, then.

i pray she understands. that she forgives me.

this is a mission of the utmost importance.

i will not hear of him.

i took the same oath.

we ought to speak about our… situation.

how are you always so wise?

i know you are mocking me, sir.

please don't tell anyone, or i shall be ruined.

i meant no such insult.

apologies. a poor choice of words.

as i said, i have no interest in your mission.

i confess my mind has been elsewhere.

i have been too forgiving.

she is someone for whom i would die a thousand times, whose name i cannot tell. someone who is the light in my life, the breath in my breast.

what an honour it is to be received once more at your court.

i will always keep you safe.

we have tarried here for long enough.

let us pray that, someday, she weds someone with a backbone.

i shall not involve you any further.

that is the problem with stories. the truth in them cannot be weighed.

i see through your mask. i see what's in your heart.

your pardon, my lady. it was a jest.

i thought i heard you talking. have we met?

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"You learn much more from letting go of the past than you do from keeping the past." - Ajahn Brahm

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"I think you'll have an 'aha' moment at your family dinner tonight. Something that will make you go 'ooo'." said Natasha when we were on the phone. It was about 30 minutes before the dinner.

I had been anxious the past 2-3 days. It was like an itch that i couldn't scratch away. It's as if the more i scratch it, the more frustrated I got.

My family arrived early and in typical fashion, mummy and Richard went off to buy things before everyone else arrived. I chose to sit with dad... Even instructing him to sit beside me. It was a concious request as I felt I needed some form of protection.

It's a bit deep to go into family history so i will chalk up the relationship to "stringent". We only meet when we need to, we only ask when we need to, we only speak when we need to. Everything else in between was non-existent... At least for me.

As the other family members came in, I put my typical front of hugs and kisses. I would say it was almost genuine. The love I have was real but the resentment I had was also real. A real paradox of emotions.

As the dinner went on, there were more than one 'aha' moment. I didn't know my aunt and brother were part of an animal NGO. I didn't know what Richard's final case study was about. I didn't know one of my aunt was suffering vertigo.

It was multiple 'aha' moments that humbled me real quick... Because by the end of that dinner, I realised how useless feeling resentful was. That the anger, jealousy and overall negative feelings were killing me.

We often speak about "main character energy" (MCE) and how living life through an MCE lense will pull focus onto ourselves and therefore, build self-love. But tonight, i saw a defined line between self-love and selfishness. And that line... for me... was... Ignorance. The ignorance to see the suffering carried by my family members. The ignorance to assume they're having a good life. The ignorance of never asking how they are. The ignorance to not acknowledge the suffering they're going through.

Resentment is a funny feeling. It's the kind of feeling that fuels you to achieve more but also eats you up on the inside. It's as if something is biting you... You want it to stop biting you, yet because it has a hold on you, you run even faster. And you fool yourself into thinking, if i run faster, I would be able to outrun the pain of the bite.

But low and behold... You've ran and ran and ran... You're getting faster with every stride... Yet, you still feel pain because that thing is still biting you.

Tonight I chose to pull off the thing that's biting me, voluntarily. The after effects feel as if blood is gushing out of me. Right now, it's the thunder, lightning and rain before the sun shines again.

Seeing my aunt experience vertigo made me realise that no one gets away with anything. All the havoc she brought upon us is catching up. Hearing that my other aunt is involved in more and more NGO / temple work. made me realise she's not vying for power (maybe a lil bit) but finding a purpose in life before it's too late. What i thought were cousins that leeched upon my kindness were just humans looking for meaningful connections. What i believed was a desperate attempt of connection between my grandmother (way back when) and myself with the gift of a watch, in hindsight, was her way of apologising for the hurt she caused me.

Tonight, I also saw my mother... The woman that suffered so much in the early years of her marriage give her kindness to them. And i could tell it was genuine. If she can accept the hurt given and respond with kindness... Why can't i?

This lead me to think... Perhaps behind some of the unconciously awful things people do, are just desperate measures to gain control (or reasons to go on) through the sufferings of life.

I believe what i'm feeling now is forgiveness.

I am choosing to let go of the pain caused by others, for myself. Because the only person trapped in the resentment I feel for my family... is me.

And if my father is right and life is "as is". That means my timeline to come to this conclusion, the evolution i have undergone, the strength for self-awareness was never a mistake. That every suffering, joy, disappointment, achievement led me down this path... Because if anything was even 0.00000001% different, the course of my life would not be where it is now.

Thank you, past suffering. You may go now. Leave knowing that you have done your part in teaching me about forgiveness and letting go. I have made peace with you.

PS: Thank you, Natasha... For lovingly telling me to open my heart tonight (in your own way).

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Hurrying out of the Anoaʻi house, I was at my car that sat in the drive way in no time. Tears continuing to make their way down my face.

I couldn't believe Joe, the man I had come to know and love as a big brother would do this to me.

Letting Colby know where I was, or had been staying.

And worse bringing him here.

After knowing what he had done almost a month ago.

Kissing his fellow WWE superstar, Becky Lynch at some concert they were at.

I mean if you're going to cheat at least do it behind closed doors when you know you're a famous figure and find are quick to pull out phones just to get a picture and post it to every social media platform imaginable, making the woman you're mentioning in interviews, taking around family and friends at events, posting on the same social media sites, the woman you're supposedly I'm love with, look like a goddamn fool.

"Fucking jerk..." I mumbled, through tears, picking up my phone to dial the number of the one person who I knew would at least side with me.

The one that wouldn't try to play peace maker.

Like don't get me wrong I know Joe had or has only good intentions but still...

Just send a quick text or something so I could've prepared myself to face the man who's calls and texts I've been ignoring.

Purposely.

"Jon..?" I chocked out, upon hearing the sound of the man on the other line pick up his phone.

"Y|N|N..?" I heard Jon ask, his voice already filled with worry. "What's wrong? It's nothing with the baby is it?" He continued, throwing a couple more questions at me.

I shook my head, momentarily forgetting I was on the phone and he couldn't see before answering with a sniff. "N-no," I finally stuttered out. "Colby just showed up here with Joe. And I wasn't ready to see him because it's so hard to see him and not picture him with his lips on the red headed bi-"

"Y|N," Jon said stopping me before I could get my curse word out. "Have you stopped to think that maybe Joe thought that he was doing the best thing for you and your relationship with..." Jon stopped for a second or two before letting out a, "him," that was filled with the disgust he's been feeling for Colby since we found out that Colby indeed did the very thing Jon had tried to warn me he would do.

Well no its actually the disgust he's had from the start of my relationship with Colby.

I'm pretty sure it went all the way back to when Renee introduced me to the father of my child.

I wasn't necessarily with him or in view of his face to see his reaction but judging by how he was when he saw Colby at my old house a week later, I'm positive it wasn't good.

I frowned, just now noticing my tears had finally stopped rolling down my face. "That's not what I was expecting to hear." I replied with a huff. "Well it kinda was," I shrugged. "Because we both know Joe and there is nothing but good intentions with that man, but still..."

"But still what?" My best guy friend Jon, questioned, and even though we were on the phone, I could sense he had that annoying, but sorta adorable smirk that showed his dimples just a bit, on his face finding it amusing that he'd caught me off guard with his words. "You thought I'd agree and jump at the opportunity to talk shit about them?"

I groaned, rolling my eyes. "Not them, Jon." I mumbled feeling the need to remind him this call was only to bash one person.

The person that hurt me after promising me that was the very way he would never hurt me.

"Just him." I again spoke up, leaning back in the driver's seat of my car.

Jonathan sighed, "Trust me, with how I feel towards Colby for what he did to you, I also think it's time you talked to him so you can get out what you need and decide where it is you want to stand with your relationship with him." I heard say, unable to believe that I was talking to Jon.

My Jon.

Or is this my Jon?

I'm so confused...

"Where is my Jonathan?" I gasped, trying to fight the urge to laugh at my own dramatic outburst.

"Right here, Y|N." My friend replied, not bothering to hold in his chuckle before getting serious a few seconds later, throwing wisdom my way. "But you and him are having a baby, going to be parents, and as a soon to be dad myself, I think, well, know that if it was me and Renee in you and Colby's position I'd want someone to be a true friend to me and tell me where my girl was and that's what Joe understood as already being a dad."

My eyes widen, as I practically ignored all but one part of Jon's speech.

He's gonna be a dad?!

"You're gonna be a dad?" I squealed out, every bit of my sadness now washed completely away now.

Okay, so maybe not all of it, but still...

Hearing Jon's news definitely cheered me up.

"Renee's pregnant? How far along is she? Why didn't she tell me?" I wondered out loud to my friend, throwing question after question, after question at him. "Oh my gosh."

"Yeah, two months," Jon spoke up, happiness in his voice. "But don't call her or anything. We haven't told anyone yet, except family, and even though you're basically family to us, she thought it'd be best to wait until you weren't going through a rough patch with Colby before-"

I frowned, shaking my head. "You guys didn't have to keep that hidden for my sake. I could be sad for myself and happy for you and Renee at the same time." I giggled, adding a quick, "congratulations," to him before leaning back in the seat of my car, rubbing my growing bump that was starting to show through my clothes if they were fitted.

For a few more minutes me and Jon continued our talk, as I joked with him how me moving to another state seemed to be the one of the best things that could happen to their relationship as of late.

How our first borns are gonna be close in age, and grow up to be the best of friends.

I basically got so caught up in talking with Jon that I lost track of time and forgot why I was even sitting in my car in the first place.

I really needed this

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Colby stood up for like the forth or fifth time beginning to pace again.

It's been almost an hour and she still hasn't come back in

"I should go and see if she's okay." He spoke up, placing the beer he was swirling around in his hand, unable to enjoy it, down on the island in Joe and Galina's kitchen. "She may be in trouble or something." Colby added, exaggerating.

"I think she just doesn't want to see your cheating face." His friend, Galina said, her voice just a whisper but still loud enough for Colby and her husband Joe to hear.

"Seriously?" Colby asked, starting to get frustrated at not just Galina's words but the fact that his girl was avoiding him by staying out in her car. "Did you not hear anything I said when trying to tell you what actually went on with me and Becky?"

Joe's wife simply crossed her arms in a careless manner. "You did but it's still not a reason to do what you did." She replied, taking up for the mother of Colby's unborn child. "And you shouldn't have done that to her regardless of what the situation was."

As much as Colby hated having to defend himself to her, he, at the same time loved that she was willing to stand up for Y|N.

He found solace in the fact that the friends he'd known for over ten years, who were like family to him, was also like family for his better half.

And was ready to defend her when she wasn't around to defend herself.

"I know, and-" Just as Colby was about to respond a then silent Joe finally spoke up, muting both Colby and Galina for a moment.

"I'll go see how she's doing." He said, picking up an unopened package of oreos. "She's probably pissed about what I did too, so I'll go apologize to Y|N|N and then maybe see if I can get her to come in and talk to you."

Colby nodded, before raising an eyebrow. "And you need oreos to do that?"

"Dude," Joe began, giving Colby a look. "Have you never heard of a peace offering?" He asked before walking out of the house, not waiting for a answer.

But just when he got outside, and laid eyes on Y|N's car, he could see the driver side door open, and her getting out.

"Damn, Y|N," he said with a groan of some sort. "I was just coming to lure you out with some oreos." He said, his face forming a childish pout.

He saw Y|N shake her head, giving him a playful hit on his arm after she reached him. "No milk?"

"I knew I forgot something," Joe replied, face palming himself. "I was so worried about coming out her to find you and apologize that I forgot the milk. Stupid, stupid me."

"Aw, you're not stupid..." Y|N replied, trying to keep from laughing. "An oreo peace offering is still good even without the milk." She added, holding out her hand to Joe. "Now gimmie."

Joe smiled, sighing in relief to himself as he placed a few cookies in Y|N's palm, grabbing a couple for himself before placing the package down on the hood of her car as they both leaned up against it. "So we're good?" He asked, a hopeful smile on his face.

"We were never not good, Joseph." Y|N smiled back, leaning over and swiping the package of oreos. "You don't need anymore of thes."

"Oh, and you do?" Joe, chuckled, getting a nod from Y|N.

"I'm pregnant so, yeah." She replied with a giggle.

Joe chuckled. "Pregnancy looks good on you." He replied, seeing Y|N try to hide the redness that was starting to show on her face, before saying a quick "thank you."

Both of them soon let a silence take over before Joe cleared his throat, gaining a side eye from Y|N.

"You didn't just come out here so we could share oreos did you?" She questioned, now looking down and playing with her fingers.

Joe shook his head. "I really came out to apologize for brin-"

"For bringing my ex boyfriend here..." She mumbled, causing Joe to stand up from the relaxed, leaned back position against the car he was previously in.

"Ex? You decided on breaking up?" He asked, feeling worse than before that he had brought Colby here.

Y|N shrugged, as he waited for her to say something. "No..." She trailed off, looking down to fumble with her nails. "I just wanted to see how it felt to call him that."

"And?" Joe pressed on.

"I hated it." Y|N said with a sigh. "Even after what he did, me not having any contact with him for almost a month, practically crying myself to sleep over him, and not seeing him..." She paused to bite her lip. "I still love him. And I hate that too."

Joe nodded, holding out his hand for Y|N to take it. "I get it, but he told me what happened between him and Becky and I think you should let him try and explain it to you so you can see things a bit clearer to make the right decision for you."

"And if I want to after, I can dump him?" He heard Y|N ask with a playful smirk on her face.

"Hell yeah." Joe immediately responded with a laugh, grabbing Y|N and pulling her in to a side hug as they both started to walk back to the house.

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Okay, Y|N it's time

Time to face the man you've been avoiding, that is...

"I'll take Galina with me to go pick up the kids from my mom's so you and him can have the house to yourselves." Joe whispered to me, seconds before we both walked into the house.

I nodded, swallowing hard.

Me and Colby was about to be alone together for the first time since he'd left for the live events and house shows he was scheduled for, that week, which was also a couple days before i had found out about him and Becky.

Ugh!

Why couldn't you have told me a few minutes ago that you was planning on leaving me alone with him, Joe? I mentally questioned him.

I would've literally begged him to stay.

The second me and Joe entered the house, both of our significant others, well Joe's significant other and the man who stepped all over my heart, came rushing out of the kitchen, my eyes immediately locking on Colby.

It was weird, no matter what I felt for him, and it wasn't anything good at the moment, I couldn't help but think of how much I had missed those beautiful brown eyes of his.

It's just, right now they looked like they held nothing but sadness.

They didn't shine as bright as they usually do.

Was that because of me?

Was he also broken over this whole thing?

"Hmm..?" I questioned, my words barely audible as I looked at Galina.

I had completely blocked out anything that was being said, as my attention was only focused on Colby.

"I said, don't let that idiot get you too upset." She repeated, shooting a glare at Colby.

Nodding my head, I tried to fight back a laugh, but failed as I replied with a quick, "yes ma'am," making Galina join in on the laughing as we gave each other a hug.

"I mean it though Y|N." She spoke up again, as we pulled away to leave out the door with her husband.

She is such a mama bear

"I'm pretty sure she hates me with a passion right now." I heard Colby say, once we were finally alone in the house.

You can't blame her

After noticing my silence, he began walking over to where I was standing, stopping by the couch and motioning for us to have a seat, which I eventually did after a few seconds.

"Okay, so um..." I heard him speak up again, scratching af the back of his head, like I've noticed he would always do when he was nervous to say something. "First off, Y|N," he paused and reluctantly reached out to grab my hand. "I'm sorry and I miss you Y|N|N."

I missed you too, Colby, I mentally confessed to him unable to bring myself to say the words out loud.

Not this second, at least.

Colby eventually let go of my hand and sighed, his head hanging low, before he brought it back up, looking at me once again. "I didn't mean to hurt you the way I did Y|N..." He said again as his words sorta trailed of, like he was trying to figure out what to say next and believe me when I say, I wish he didn't say what he eventually did.

"I just wish you had found out about me and Becky from me, and not from the internet."

Oh god

So it is something between him and her...

Is that why he hasn't called me babe or baby like he mostly always have done?

Is he about to confess his love for her to me?

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An Unfortunate Circumstance (Honor Among Thieves Fanfic)

Chapter 6

Simon

However long Simon and Roserae sat on the floor of his bathing room, huddling together, hands clasped, over his stories about his family in Targos, it was not long enough to truly capture the joy they'd brought him. Point of fact: is a crime crew a family? Simon rather thought Edgin, Holga, Kira, and him were like one. They were definitely more loving than his birth family.

Whatever way one looked at it, there hadn't been nearly enough time or stories before a strong-willed maid, Dirdra, came in with her dark-as-night hair pulled into a low bun and cleared her throat at the bathing room door. "Sorcerer Aumar wishes to speak with you," Dirdra said with a low curtsey.

Fortunately for Simon, his tears had long since dried. Standing first, Simon helped Roserae to her feet. A red mark across her cheek from lying against his shoulder for so long. A quick glance at the maid sent his mind spinning through possibilities.

Turning his back to Dirdra, Simon whispered, “The walls have ears.”

“Aye,” she looked like he’d told her something she grew up knowing. He probably had.

“I know you know, but… be careful. Do not say…”

“I’m well enough versed, m’lord.” Roserae’s teasing settled Simon’s nerves. “I can take care of myself.”

“Your dagger is still down in the foyer.”

“Daggers are not the only weapon available. I’m more worried about you.”

"I'm worried if my mother decides to show her face here."

“Aye, that’s a concern. The sun’s not up to melt ‘er.”

And there Roserae went, putting Simon’s nerves even more at ease.

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Who the proper head of the Aumar household was, was debatable. Hemlis kept his office filled with more magical artifacts than high wizards and sorcerers serving kings and lords. It was both intimidating and incredible to walk through.

Simon wondered who had released his parents from their unconscious state. Time may well have played a part, but Simon wouldn't have been surprised if a few of the servants in the house had minor latent magical abilities. Not enough to harm his parents, but enough to allow them to aid them should anything go awry.

Every ounce of confidence Simon possessed needed to be mustered again. “If you’re trying to convince me to break my vows…”

"It is you who needs to remember who you are, Simon Aumar. You make believe at being a confident sorcerer to fool those around you.”

Well, that was… hurtfully true.

“But—”

Simon’s heart stopped.

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Sword Oritoria Chapter 4

Going to the 24th floor pantry with Ais and the Hermes Familia

This is going to take very good timing. I have to go to the 7th floor so I can get the things the Soma Familia members took from Lili right after she tricked Bell. But as soon as I finish with that, I have to port to the 10th floor to where Ais and Fels will be, so I can get in on the quest Fels will give Ais to go to the 24th floor pantry.

I dealt with the Soma members as quickly as I could. As soon as I had retrieved everything they had taken from Lili. I ported to the 10th floor to thirty feet away from Ais and Fells.

The 10th floor is the first floor that has fog in it. The fog prevents anyone from seeing more than a ten to twenty feet in front of them. So, with me porting thirty feet away from Ais and Fels it should be fairly difficult for them to notice me. But just in case, I put in their minds that they couldn't see or hear, a mental invisibility, me until I wanted them to see and hear me.

"Hello, mister Fool." I said looking at Fels as I walked to where Fels and Ais could see me better and I dropped the mental invisibility. I glanced at Ais. "Hello Ais." I added.

"W-who are you?" Fels asked me.

"I am Eilwyn Tengee. I'm a member of the Hestia Familia." I introduced myself giving Fels a small bow.

Fels looked at me, or at least I believe he was looking at me because he has no eyes, and his head is covered with a hood.

You can't tell if Fels is male or female. The voice could be ether. Because of that I've decided to call Fels him until I know one way or the other.

"This does not involve you." Fels told me.

I chuckled. "You mean you didn't see me before you started setting up the quest. You know, the quest to meet up with members of another Familia and to go to the 24th floor's pantry." I said to Fels but before he could say anything I turned to Ais. "Thank you for rescuing Bell. I would have helped him, but I was busy doing something else and I knew you would be here for him." I informed Ais.

Ais's eyes grew big, and she took in a quick breath. "Uh! You knew I would rescue Bell Cranel? How?" She asked me.

I gave a deep sigh. "I really need to record this." I said and explained to Ais and Fels about how I know a limited part of the future.

"You saw the future where I talked to Ais about this Quest, then." Fels asked.

I nodded my head in agreement. "Yes, I did. Just like I've seen some of the future of Lydo, Rei and their friends. I hope to help them out and make a better life for them in the near future." I told Fels.

"You know about…?" Fels let the question hang in the air.

Again, I nodded my head in agreement. "Yes, I do know about them. But that is for the future. Right now, we are talking about the quest to the pantry on the 24th floor."

"You wish to take on the quest with Ais and the others?" Fels asked me.

"That's why I'm here." I stated.

"I know nothing about you. How do I know you are capable of completing the quest?" Fels asked me.

I pointed at Ais. "Ais knows some of what I'm capable of doing." I told Fels.

With both Fels and I looking at her, Ais started blushing, but she nodded her head in agreement. "I saw Eilwyn Tengee fight a lot of monsters on the 50th floor. H-he and one o-other… person killed hundreds of giant monsters in only a few minutes." Ais admitted to Fels.

"It appears you are capable of completing the quest." Fels conceded. "Very well, you may take on the quest as well."

"Thank you." I said.

Fels told Us to go to a tavern built into a small cavern in the wall of the 18th floor. After giving us our instructions Fels turned to leave.

"Wait." I stopped Fels. I pulled out the crystal orb I had gotten from Lulune, out of my closet PD and held it out to Fels. "I believe you were wanting this." I told Fels.

Fels looked at me. "What is this?" He asked.

"It's the crystal orb that Lulune was sent to collect on the 18th floor. I wanted to make sure it was kept safe." I told Fels.

Fels reached out and took the orb from my hand. "Yes, it does need to be kept safe. Thank you."

"I'll collect the rest of the reward for delivering the orb when I collect the reward after we finish this quest." I told Fels.

"Yes." Was all Fels said in reply.

With that finished. Ais and I started walking in the direction of the tunnel to the 11th floor.

"Bell didn't run away from you on the tenth floor. He was trying to get away from the monsters so he could get to his supporter who was in a bad situation." I let Ais know.

"Oh!" Is all Ais said.

We walked for a little while, killing monsters when we needed to. Then I brought up Bell again. "Bell took what Bete said the other night at the Benevolent Mistress to heart." I started.

Ais took in a quick breath of air. "Uh!?"

"Bell thinks highly of you, but because of Bete, Bell thinks he's not worthy of even talking to you until he is close to your level. That is one of the main reasons he runs away from you. That and he isn't confident around girls. Around girls he is shy. Been there, done that." I told Ais with a chuckle.

"I see." Ais said just above a whisper as she looked over her shoulder back the way we had come, as if she was trying to see where Bell was.

We walked in silence for some time when out of the blue. "How were you able to get so strong?" Ais asked me.

I chuckled. "It's a long story that I don't even understand myself, so it wouldn't do any good to tell you." I replied to Ais's question.

"You should know that any time you want to get stronger, I'll help you out. As you saw on the 50th floor, I'm extremely fast, strong and durable. I'm telling you this because, as I said earlier, I can see some of the future, and I've seen you go to the Freya Familia's home to ask Ottar to train you. Freya agrees and makes a contract with you. It wouldn't be too bad but it's a binding contract that you will have to pay back sooner or later. Because of that, Fraya puts a leash on you, both figuratively and literally. You will be bound to pay Freya back, and being bound to Freya like that is a very dangerous position for you to be in." I informed Ais.

Ais's eyes got big with surprise, shock and a little doubt. "I don't believe I would go to Freya for anything." She stated.

I nodded my head in agreement. "Under normal circumstances, no, you would not go to Freya. But under the circumstances in the future, you go to Freya or Ottar really, to get stronger. I just want to save you from getting put under Freya's control by being indebted to her."

"If you know the future. Why don't you train Bell Cranel how to fight?" Ais asked.

"I would, but… the future I've seen, you offer to train him. Actually, you tell Bell that you will train him when you return the vambrace." I said and pointed to the item Ais had in her hand. "Bell respects you and thinks highly of you, so if you trained him yourself it would do him more good right now, than if I trained him." I explained.

"Is that true?" Ais asked.

I nodded my head, yes. "Yes, it is."

"Oh, speaking of which. If you save someone from a monster. Instead of saying, 'I'll save you now' or something on those lines. Instead say, 'You have weakened the monster enough that I will be able to finish it off easily,' or ' You have wounded the monster enough that it will be easy for me to finish killing it.' That way when you save someone, they won't feel weak or pitiful by having to have someone else save them. It bolsters their ego so they will not put themselves down by having to be saved." I added.

"Uh!" Ais sucked in air, surprised. "I… I never thought about it that way. I'm, sorry." Ais replied.

I chuckled. "You're as bad as Bell is. You keep apologizing for no reason or when it is not your fault." I said, shrugging my shoulders as if it wasn't a big deal.

"Excuse me for a moment." I told Ais and looked off into space. "[Tamia, get the Team together and port them to the 18th floor. I'll be there shortly.]" I said out loud and sent to Taima. I don't have to talk out loud when I talk telepathically with anyone. Although it is easier for me to do if I do talk out loud though.

[I'll let them know. We should be there if a few minutes.] Taima replied.

"[That's good. You have plenty of time. We're on the 12th floor right now. I'll see you there.]" I sent and ended the conversation.

Ais was staring at me with confusion on her face. "Wh-why were you talking to yourself like that?" She asked me.

I chuckled. "I wasn't talking to myself. I was talking to Taima, telepathically or mind-to-mind. I want my Team here to help with the quest. They can use the experience and it will be good to have the extra manpower, or in this case, womanpower, since all the members of my Team except myself are females."

"S-sorry. I've never heard of anyone able to do that before." Ais told me.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Please don't apologize, you didn't know so you have nothing to be sorry for. It's not surprising you've never heard of telepathy before. But it's one of the perks of having a Companion. You and your Companion can talk to each other telepathically whenever you want. I don't have to talk out loud when I'm using telepathy, but it is easier when I do talk out loud as I send the message mentally." I explained.

We walked in silence most of the way to the 18th floor.

Iris, Kimmy, Cindy and Rosni, along with their Companions, were waiting for us on the 18th floor where the tunnel from the 17th floor exits onto the 18th floor.

Iris ran up to me throwing her arms around me giving me a tight hug. "Are we really going to the 24th floor?" She asked.

I chuckled. "Yes, we are." I told her.

Iris released me and started bouncing up and down. "This is going to be so much fun!" Iris exclaimed.

Kimmy and Cindy were shaking their heads in frustration. "She's going to get us killed one of these days." Cindy said.

Ais was looking at the girls with her mouth open.

I chuckled. "Sorry, it's a running joke. Iris is a bundle of energy and she's always excited to do things, even dangerous thinks. So, Cindy and Kimmy always say that; Iris is going to get us killed. They are just giving Iris a hard time." I tried to reassure Ais.

"Oh." Ais said as she looked back and forth between the girls.

"Let's head to Rivira and find the Golden Celler." I suggested.

"Yes." Ais said and started walking towards Rivira.

It took a while to find the tavern because it was along the wall of the cavern and fairly well hidden. My Team stayed outside so there wouldn't be a crowd of us going in. On entering the 'building' I saw that it was decent size. There were five tables along with a bar. All of the tables were full and at the end of the bar was the chienthrope, Lulune, from the time the plant monsters attacked Rivira, and the red head monster tamer fought Ais.

While Ais and Lulune chatted the dwarf bartender walked over to where we were standing.

"Whaddaya havin'?" He asked.

Ais turned to the dwarf. "Green tea-flavored jyaga Maru Kun." Ais told the bartender.

We heard a crash. Looking up from where she had fallen on the floor. "Y-you're our reinforcements?" Lulune asked Ais.

The chatter and clinking of tankards stopped as everyone in the room turned to look at Ais and myself.

"Are you sure it's her?" A woman asked.

"A-Asfi…" Lulune started.

"Hello Perseus. We are both here to help with your quest." I told Asfi.

Asfi looked shocked. "Both of you?" She asked.

I chuckled. "I invited myself when the Fool asked Ais to take the quest. Plus, my four Team members are outside waiting to help out as well." I informed Asfi.

"The fool?" Asfi asked.

I chuckled. "The person Lulune calls, Mister Black Robe." I replied.

Asfi nodded her head in understanding. "But why, did you call him, the Fool?"

"Because that's part of what he calls himself. Although I know who he is, it looks like he is trying to keep his identity a secret for now. So, I'm not going to give him away. For the time being, anyway." I told Asfi.

Asfi took charge and started giving direction on what needed to be done before we headed down to the 24th floor. In short order we were passing through the tunnel under the central tree that leads to the 19th floor.

Ais dropped Bells vambrace off with Bors, the leader or governor of Rivira, for safe keeping. She will pick it up when we come back through the 18th floor on our way to the surface.

My Team took up rear guard on the way down to the 24th floor, while Ais was the vanguard.

Ais did a good job of clearing out the monsters in front of us. So my Team didn't have a lot to do, but we did do some fighting as monsters came up from behind the party.

We finally arrived on the 24th floor. It's a strange floor because the floor is a huge cavern kind of like the 18th floor. But the pathways are raised up instead of walking on a path through the planta.

Asfi and Lulune were talking about where we needed to go. While Lulune was holding a map of the 24th floor so the two of them can both read it.

Lulune pointed off in one direction. "The pantry is that way." She told Asfi and the rest of us.

Ais walked over to Asfi and Lulune. "Just a minute. There's a pantry over this way." Ais informed the two.

Asfi looked at the map for a moment or two. "Yes, it looks like there is another pantry in that direction." Asfi agreed with Ais, pointing in the direction of the pantry Ais had indicated.

We started heading to the pantry with Asfi, Ais and myself in the vanguard.

It isn't an easy trip. The path often crosses other paths, although many times the path we are on is lower than the paths this one intersects with. Which means we have to climb up onto the crossing path and then drop back down to our original pathway.

I could make the trip easier by creating stone staircases up and over the higher paths. But I don't want to let Asfi and the Hermes Familia members that are with us, know many of the things I can do. No reason to give them information about me that they don't need to know.

"Asfi, I would suggest you take your glasses off." I told Asfi as we walked.

"I can't see well without my glasses." Asfi told me.

"I understand that. I used to need glasses to see as well." I told Asfi and healed her eyes.

"Uh! What happened!? Everything is blurry!" Asfi exclaimed.

I chuckled. "As I told you, take your glasses off." I told Asfi.

Asfi stopped walking and pulled her glasses off of her face. She looked around the cavern. "I-I can see without my glasses. Everything is crystal clear." Asfi said shocked and surprised. "H-how did you do that?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I'm able to heal anyone of any ailment or genetic disorder. So, correcting or healing eyesight is fairly simple." I informed Asfi. "Now you owe me one. I finished with a grin.

'Uh! Oh, ya. I guess I do." Asfi replied unsure of herself.

After we had been traveling for close to an hour, Ais walked out in front of the party. I looked back at my Team.

[Monsters.] I send to them as I walked up beside Ais.

Lulune walked towards Ais as well. "what ya say." Lulune called to Ais.

"Sshh!" Ais made a shushing sound. "Quiet." She added.

Lulune jumped. "Uuhhgg!" Was the only sound that came out of her mouth as she saw all of the monsters in a ravine.

My Team and I walked up beside Ais and Lulune and looked down at all of the monsters.

Asfi had walked up beside us by this time. She looked into the ravine for a moment then she called over her shoulder. "Get ready. We'll have to kill all of these monsters." Asfi started giving orders to her party.

"Wait! I've got this." Ais told Asfi.

"No, you don't Ais. I know why you need to fight the monsters, but you don't get to have all the fun." I told Ais with a chuckle.

Ais looked at me with a blank stare.

"You take care of those monsters." I said indicating an area I wanted Ais to fight the monsters. "And my Team and I will take care of all the monsters on this side." I told Ais.

Ais still giving me a blank look nodded her head in agreement.

"On the count of three." I said. "One… Two… Three!" I called out.

Ais jumped down into the ravine and started killing the monsters in the area I had indicated.

My Team jumped down into the ravine. I dropped down with my Team. We spread out to stay out of each other's way.

I summoned Sasori my naginata as I dropped to the ground. As I landed, I started cutting down any of the monsters that were within reach of Sasori, keeping an eye out for my Team members so I wouldn't hit any of them.

In no time, all the monsters were dead. Ais looked over at me and my Team with a confused and curious expression on her face.

I smiled at Ais. "That wasn't too bad." I said.

"That was fun." Cindy added.

"She's going to get us killed one of these days." Iris said using Cindy's usual accusation of Iris against Cindy.

"Heh heh heh." Kimmy giggled but said nothing.

I used my telekinesis to gather up all of the magic stones and drop items from the monsters we had killed. I then did the same thing for the monsters Ais had killed. I put our loot into my closet PD. Then I had Iris put Ais's loot into her closet PD to keep it separate.

"Ais, I hear that you just ranked up. Is that correct?" Asfi asked Ais.

"Yes." Ais replied.

"When a person ranks up, their mind and body become disoriented. You used this fight to get back into sink." Aski said to Ais.

"Yes." Ais replied.

Then Asfi turned to me and my Team. "I don't understand how you could fight monsters like that. All of your party moved like you are top tier adventurers, but I have never heard of you before today." Asfi stated.

"We've fought monsters many times before now." I told Asfi. "We need to keep moving." I suggested.

"Yes, we need to keep moving." Asfi agreed.

Everyone in the party jumped down into the ravine and started walking towards the pantry.

A few minutes later we arrived at the pantry. The entrance was covered in some kind of green plant.

"That's why the monsters were rampaging. They couldn't get to the pantry because it's blocked." Asfi said.

Asfi turned and looked at a Prum girl with purple hair, with purple robes and a pointed purple hat on her head. "Meryl, would you make us an opening?" Asfi asked although it sounded more like a command.

'I get the impression Meryl likes purple.' I thought and chuckled to myself.

Meryl started chanting and in short order the plant material at the pantry's entrance were destroyed. Leaving an opening for us to use to enter the pantry.

"It feels like we're walking through the belly of an animal." Lulune said.

"Don't say that. You're weirding me out." Falgar, a weretiger and co-captain of the Hermes Familia, replied.

Everywhere you looked was green plant like material. It covered the floor, walls and even the ceiling. That wasn't to bad, but it stinks like rotting meat.

We came to a three-way intersection. One way went to the right one way went up and the other straight ahead.

"Lulune, make a map." Asfi told Lulune.

"Got it." Lulune replied as she pulled paper and a red quill pen from her pouch.

"Try this." I told Lulune as I created an ink pen. I showed Lulune how to use the pen and handed it to her.

When I get the Hestia Familia store set up and running, we'll sell the basic ink pens for 200 valis each.

Ais watched Lulune making the map. "You're a cartographer." Ais stated.

"Lord Hermes has taken me all over, to ruins and cave so I could learn how me make maps." Lulune replied.

Asfi chose the route, and we all followed her.

As we were walking, Ais looked up. Asfi followed the direction Ais was looking.

"Battle formation!" Asfi called when she saw a large number of the man-eating plant monsters above us.

All of the Hermes Familia members spread out and equipped weapons and shields.

I looked over at Cindy. "Thirtsy Naʼashǫ́ʼiitsoh yázhí (Little Dragon)?" I asked Cindy.

Cindy gave me a confused look for a second or two, then her face broke out in a huge grin. "Ya, real thirsty." Cindy replied.

"Ah oh. They're really going to do it." Iris said and giggled.

By this time most of the plant monsters, violas, had dropped to the ground.

Cindy and I stepped forward. "Take your side." I said and raised my arms out in front of myself and made gathering motions with my hands. A moment later a huge ball of water formed in front of the battle party, while the violas turned brown and fell to the ground, turning into piles of ash and clouds of smoke.

Cindy was doing the same to the violas on her side of the hall. Shortly there were two large globs of water floating in the air and all of the violas were piles of ash.

I waved my hand and the water disappeared.

Lulune was staring at us with her mouth hanging open. Although Asfi was the one to speak first. "How did you do that? Is it magic?" She asked us.

I Looked over at Cindy for a moment and grinned. I turned back to Asfi. "Cindy and I are what is called "Water Benders". We can create and control water. Because of that, we can pull water out of anything that contains water and plants contain a lot of water." I explained.

"I've never heard of anything like that." Asfi stated.

I shrugged my shoulders. "No surprise. As far as I know, Cindy and I are the only Water Benders around." I told Asfi.

"I see. All right, we need to keep moving." Asfi told the group.

We walked on down the passage. It wasn't too long until we came to another fork in the tunnel.

"Which way?" Lulune asked Asfi.

"Monsters." Cindy stated.

"Where?" Asfi asked Cindy.

Cindy cocked her head for a moment. "Both tunnels in front of us." She told Asfi.

"I hear some coming up behind us." Ais added.

"Ais, you take the passage to the left." Asfi told Ais.

"Ok." Ais replied and walked down the tunnel a few feet.

"My Team will take the right tunnel." I told Asfi.

"Good." Asfi replied.

"Battle formation." Asfi told her battle party.

"Rosni stay in the back. Taima, Zala, Rosey, Waiola and Ushi, guard our back and protect Rosni. Cindy, Iris, Kimmy, with me." I gave my Team their orders as I headed a few yard down our tunnel.

I summoned Sasori and headed towards the violas, using Extended Range, I started slashing and cutting the violas in my path, killing them as I went.

Cindy used Doppelganger and used her telekinesis to create a chainsaw effect cutting down the violas in her path. While Iris and Kimmy were using their electrical Creation and Control to shoot lightning bolts at the violas, leaving the scent of ozone and charred violas in the air.

Shortly after the fight began, pillars formed a wall across the tunnel Ais had gone down. Blocking her off from the rest of us.

"Ais don't worry, you are strong enough!" I called out to Ais as I heard the first pillar fall.

"Sword Princess!" Lulune called.

"She's the Sword Princess. She can take care of herself." Asfi replied to Lulune's concern for Ais. "Let's keep going."

"More monsters from behind us." Someone from the Hermes Familia called.

"More in front as well." Iris replied.

"Scatter the magic stones." Asfi called to one of their supporters.

"No, wait." I called. "Girls take care of these guys." I told my Team, then I Blinked to the far side of the Hermes group.

Using Extended Range I went into my whirling Dervish attack mode, cutting down the violas before they could get close to the rest of the group.

I walked back to Asfi and the others.

"What level are you?!" Lulune asked with shock and surprise on her face and in her voice.

I chuckled. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you." I replied, then I turned to Asfi. "Let's go. More violas are coming."

My Team took vanguard cutting down and killing more violas than we could count.

"Is that the light from the quarts? Is that the pantry?" Someone asked.

As we entered the pantry. We could see the red quarts pillar that provides the nutrients for the monsters. The pillar had three Viscum, flower monsters that create or give birth to violas, on it. The Viscum were eating as much of the nutrient liquid as the pillar could produce.

The walls and ceiling were covered in the plant material. On the far side of the chamber were several humans wearing masks and long robes.

A man in all white wearing a skull drop item as a mask was looking at all of us.

"How? What have you been doing?"

"The violas were not strong enough."

"Fill your role, Evilis remnants. Become her shield." The man in all white commanded the people around him.

"Let no intruder survive!" He exclaimed.

"This is getting tedious." I said out loud to myself.

"Hey, these guys aren't fooling around." Lulune said at the masked people drew weapons and headed towards us with murder in their eyes.

"Cindy pull out the water from the plants." I called to Cindy. "Iris, Kimmy, take guard." I called out orders to my Team. I didn't need to tall Rosni what to do, she knew to stay in the middle of the group and back us up when needed.

I did a quick scan of the area to see how many people were in the chamber. "Isolation." I called concentrating on the people with masks on. All of the masked people fell to the floor, unmoving.

Cindy moved to the side and waved her hands. Moments later a glob of water started forming in the air in the middle of the room as the plant material and flowers started turning brown and falling to the ground, dead.

I turned to the man in the skull mask and white robes. "This is the end, Olivas Act." I called.

"UH!" Asfi sucked in air. "That can't be! He's dead!"

"He almost died. A demi-spirit put a magic stone in his chest, and he became a hybrid, monster-human." I told Asfi.

"HA HA HA HA! She saved me! And now I live for her!" Olivas Act stated.

"And now you die because of her." I told Olivas as I reached out telekinetically and pulled the magic stone out of his chest.

"AAAHHHHGGGggg…" Olivas screamed as the magic stone was pulled out of his chest. Then he started to fall to the ground, but he turned to a cloud of ash and smoke before he hit the ground.

"How…!" Lulune exclaimed.

"Cindy, make sure you draw the water out of the viscum on the quarts pillar." I reminded Cindy.

"Working on it. There are a lot of plants in this room." Cindy called back. "It would go faster if you helped me." She added.

I turned to Asfi and Lulune. "Lulune, would you help Rosni and Iris collect the inferno stones the people passed out on the ground have strapped to them? They are meant to go off when they pull a cord so be careful with them." I asked Lulune.

Lulune looked at Asfi. Asfi nodded her head in agreement.

Lulune walked over to the closest Evilis member on the floor. Iris and Rosni followed Lulune. They all squatted down and started working on getting the inferno stones off the bodies.

I turned to the quarts pillar with the viscum curled around it. I reached my hand out and started drawing the water out of the first huge plant monster.

Bete, Lefiya and Filvis walked through one of the openings into the chamber.

"What's going on here?" Bete demanded.

"Not much now." I replied.

"Don't I know you…? Lefiya!?" Lulune called to Lefiya.

"Eh? Miss Lulune?!" Lefiya responded.

"Where is Ais? Is she here or not?" Bete demanded.

"She was separated from us!" Lulune replied.

There was a great explosion from the far side of the room.

A red-haired woman, Levis, flew through the room hitting the far wall sending up plumes of smoke and dust as she rolled down the wall to the floor.

"GGHHH!" Levis grunted in pain. She tossed what remained of the broken red sword she was holding.

"Haaaah… haaaah." Heaving and panting came from the whole Levis had just came through.

"Ais…!" Bet called.

"Ais!" I called to get her attention. "She's not human, she's a monster that just looks like a human. She has a magic stone in her chest." I told Ais and held up the magic stone I had pulled from Olivas Act's chest.

As I was telling Ais about Levis, I healed Ais.

Ais's breathing slowed and her eyes went wide in surprise as she felt her strength and stamina return.

"I healed you, Ais, and feel free to use Arial against her. Because she's a monster, she has self-healing." I told Ais. Then I gave Levis an evil grin. "Well, she used to have regeneration, but now it's not working anymore." I informed Ais as I Nullified Levis's regeneration ability.

Ais looked at me out of the corner of her eye. Making sure she kept watch on Levis. "Is that true? She's a monster?" Ais asked me.

I nodded my head up and down several times. "Yes, it is totally true. She is a monster with a magic stone in her chest." I assured Ais.

Before Ais could do anything. "Aria, go to floor 59." Levis said. "It should answer many questions."

"What does that mean?" Ais asked.

"You should have some idea. If the rumors about you are true, the blood in your vanes will tell you." Levis told Ais as she left the chamber.

"What rumors!?' Ais asked as Levis walked out of sight.

Ais stared at Levis's back with a confused expression on her face.

"Let's get out of here." Asfi said to the group.

Cindy and I pulled the water out of any viola's we ran into as we left the pantry as well as pulling the water out of the plant material that was growing all over the walls, floor and ceiling.

Ais, the Hermes Familia members and My Team made our way back to the 18th floor.

Before my Team left for the surface. "Asfi, I don't think I need to tell you, but I will anyway, just in case. Anything my Team and I did on this quest goes no farther than here. Hermes does not need to know anything about what we can do." I informed Asfi also making a bit of a warning as well.

"I understand, Eilwyn. I'll have a talk with everyone that came down with us." Asfi assured me.

"Thanks."

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Three days later Lulune along with Ais came looking for me. Lulune had three keys. She gave one to Ais and she handed me a key, keeping one for herself. "I believe they are for Gnome storage units." Lulune suggested.

All three of us found our way to the Eastern Ward to see if Lulune's theory was correct. The keys numbered 687, 688 and 689 opened vaults stuffed full of different colored gems, gold and silver rings, decorative unicorn horns as well as several grimoires.

All three of us just stood there staring at the contents of the vaults. There was no telling the total value of each vault, but with the grimoires and the unicorn horns. I would guess each vault contained no less than one billion valis worth of treasure, maybe even more. I would guess that would be a rough estimate of $7.5 million on my Earth and Monster Musume's Earth.

I put everything from the Gnome vault into my closet PD for safe keeping.

"If every quest the Fool gives me pays this much. I'll be taking as many as he can give me." I told Ais and Lulune.

"We wouldn't have made it out alive if it hadn't been for you and your battle party." Lulune replied.

"Yes, you and your battle party were amazing down there." Ais told me.

"Ya, how can you do all of those things you did down there?" Lulune asked.

I chuckled and shrugged my shoulders. "That's a long story, and a story I'm not sure even I fully understand myself." I told Lulune.

"Oh." Lulune said just above a whisper.

"I'm sure we'll see each other in the near future. So, both of you take care of yourselves." I told Lulune and Ais. Then I turned to Lulune. "And I would suggest you don't gamble all of your reward away." I suggested.

Lulune's ears want flat against her head, and she looked down at the ground. "Ya, I'll do that." She replied. "Well, I do have to share this with the rest of my Familia members that went to the 24th floor with me." She added.

I turned to Ais. "I guess you'll be able to pay off the loan for Maelstrom." I suggested.

Ais jumped a little. "Oh, yes. I can do that." Ais replied as she reached into her vault. She pulled out one of the grimoires and handed it to me.

"That's worth many times more than you owe me." I told Ais.

"It'll pay for Tiona's, Tione's and Lefiya's weapons as well." Ais offered.

"The grimoire is worth more than what all four of you owe me. Are you sure?" I asked.

"This much money scares me. I'm going to give most of it to my Familia for our next expedition anyway." Ais admitted.

I shrugged my shoulders. "If that's what you want. I'll take it. Make sure you tell Lefiya, Tiona and Tione their weapons have been paid for in full." I reminded Ais.

"I will, thank you." Ais replied.

I gave Lulune and Ais a small bow, turned and walked away. As I was walking away, I looked over my shoulder. "Ais, tell Loki, I'd like to talk to her, Finn, Riveria and Garith sometime soon."

"Oh, y-yes, I will." Ais replied a little confused as to why I would want to talk to the leaders of the Loki Familia.

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*quick authors note before we begin*

(Hello! I hope you like this fanfic. It’s going to be six chapters, that way i can put a good amount of detail into the story. It isn’t a Y/N reader, as the main character does have a name, and if it seems strange or annoying the way the conversations flow or the way things are described, sorry, thats just how i think and react to things. While most of the stuff in this is false, obviously, there will be a note at the end of each chapter letting you guys know what was actually real from personal experiences! Hope you all enjoy, i know i had a lot of fun writing this! Also, there’s parts where it seems like the character is talking to herself, and thats because she is, and i had it written in italics originally to differentiate, but tumblr didn’t like that so now you have to figure it out yourself, sorry.)

Summery: you meet Steven in the museum gift shop and become fast friends, and maybe something even more!

Pairing: just Steven x female reader

Warnings: some swearing, being the family disappointment, sleep disorders

Genre: fluff, meet-cute, friends to lovers

Heaven help the fools chapter 1

Chapter 1: strange strangers

I walked up to the gift shop counter of the British Museum, clutching a metal puzzle pyramid, a book on the curse of King Tut, and a plush Taweret, the hippo goddess. The man behind the register looks on the verge of passing out, his eyes barely open, lips slightly parted, curly hair messily resting on his forehead. As I stand there, unsure of what to do now that I’m pretty sure he doesn’t know I'm even standing there, I look at him more closely. He’s got lovely cheekbones and a great facial structure. I'm tempted to pull out my phone to take a reference photo. He’d make a great portrait. Those eyelashes and brows are stunning.

I find myself staring at him, my critical artist's eye going into a frenzy at this absolutely beautiful man standing before me.It takes a second to realize he’s now fully conscious and staring back at me, a quiet curiosity playing in his eyes. Wow, his eyes. They’re so soft. They have such warmth in them like they’re staring into me. Wait… staring-h-he’s awake!! Shit! He just saw me staring at him! Quick, think!

“H-hi! I…um, I didn’t mean to stare, I just… wasn’t sure if you were awake?” God, even I could tell what a terrible lie that was. I really need to stop staring at beautiful people.

“Oh, it's ok. I just feel bad I didn’t know you were there. I've been noddin off all day, haven’t gotten a wink of sleep in the last month, don't know why.” He chuckled to himself, cheeks slightly pink. Hmmm. He gets embarrassed easily. Adorable.

I didn’t really know what to say, so I just stood there, shifting from foot to foot, waiting for him to ring up my items so I could leave and then promptly die from embarrassment. It took me a minute to realize why he was still staring at me until I looked down and saw I had all my stuff still in my arms. Why? Why today of all days do I decide to act like a complete fool? And why is it always in front of men that are totally my type? Can I, for just once, get it together, please? I feel my cheeks turn bright red, and I get even more embarrassed, turning an even brighter red.

“S-sorry, I didn’t mean to forget to put my things up, I just forgot I was holding them, heh.” You figured he wouldn’t believe you, and just nod along like most people, because how could someone forget they were holding something they just went to pay for? I mean-

“No, it's alright, the other day I had a terrible nightmare and jumped out of bed, forgetting I had my leg restraint on and ended up falling right on my face. My nose was purple for days.” He chuckled to himself again, and then we both sat there in silence for a minute or two, letting that sentence just rest. Then he started turning bright red.

“I-i mean- heh, I don't- ehhh” he looked around frantically, looking for something, anything, to break the awkward silence left by that last statement.

“Hey, don't even think of it. I tell one of my coworkers on a regular basis how easy it would be to kill her and everyone thinks I’m a psychopath when it's really just my way of saying that I care about her, so I guess we're both weird.” I look up and smile at him, watching some of the worry leave his eyes and fill with a slight bit of humor, and a little concern.

“Besides,” I chuckle, picking at one of my nails, “it's not like I have anyone to tell your deep, dark secret to, I have no friends.” He picks up the book, hippo, and pyramid puzzle and places them in the bag, telling me my total.

“Well, I don't have any friends either, so I guess your murderous ways are safe with me as well.” He looks up at me with a small smile, and I can see a hint of mischief in his dark eyes. God, he is beautiful. I smile as I take my bag, telling him to leave the receipt. I turn to walk out, but he catches me before I take another step.

‘Wait, wait... I don't know your name!” he looks worried, like if I walk through the door, he'll never see me again. I smile at the ground, blushing slightly.

“Oh, my name's Ophelia. Ophelia Jane. a pleasure to make your acquaintance.”

“I-I’m steven. With a V. grant. S-steven grant.” he coughs and shuffles his feet, embarrassed.

“Well, Steven with a V, I'll see you around, ya?” I give a small wave.

“Y-yeah, I'll be seeing you I guess.” he laughs nervously and waves back at me one last time before I leave, ready to head home for the day.

I sit in the back row of the bus, only half paying attention to the stops that are made along the way. With my traveling playlist blasting in my ears, I allow my mind to wander, absentmindedly humming along to the songs playing.

As I watch the city flash by through the window, one song fades out and is replaced by the next, Snaggletooth by Vance Joy.

ah, I love this song. My mind travels through all that happened today and stops to rest on Steven. Sweet steven. I don't think I've ever met another person that I've talked to so easily. I could sit and listen to him talk forever. He's got such a gentle voice, and it's so relaxing. And his lips, he's got such a beautiful cupid's bow and great cheekbones. And that five o’clock shadow and curly, unkempt hair. It looks soft, I would love to play with it. God, I bet he smells amazing, like incense and warm sunlight and old books and coffee. Imagine hugging him? Imagine falling asleep next to him? Ooooh, imagine-SHIT! SHIT SHIT SHIT THIS IS OUR STOP GET OFF QUICK NOW! I quickly scramble my stuff together, muttering to myself as I get off at my stop. “Wow, pervert, you really almost just missed your stop over a man you met ONCE IN A GIFT SHOP! This isn't a freaking fanfic, get it together!” I ran across the street to my building, just missing the rain that was about to fall.

Terry, the building guy, just looked up at me as I walked in, and I hopped in the lift, getting off at the 3rd floor.

Turning to the first door on the right, I pull out my key and swing open the door to survey the kingdom that is my flat.

I flip on the light and put my bags down on my already full table in the kitchen. A crappy place to live, but it's better than nothing. I get a small cooktop, an even smaller fridge, and my incredibly cluttered table in the far right, closest to the door, and in the left corner was my bathroom, with my bed in the back, desk by the window in the back right corner, and small tv and bean bag chairs in the somewhat center of the room. “Home sweet home,” I mutter as I kick off my flats, walking over to the fish tank on my desk.

“Alright, roll call guys, I need to make sure none of you died while I was gone. Let's see here… Morticia, Sally, Lydia, my gothic girls, you’re here, Jester and Harlequin, there you are, Buttercup, got you, Sunshine, still swimming backward like a little freak, hello, and lastly, my beautiful snail queen, pearl. How are all of you? Here,” I get them a sprinkle of food. “You get your dinner, now I get to shower and grab mine.” I go to my wardrobe and grab my favorite leggings and oversized shirt, and take a steaming hot shower, ready to crash from the long day I had.

*end authors not*

And thats the end of chapter one! I hope you guys liked it, i sure had fun writing it! As promised, here are things that are real about me that i put into this story because i can.

1) those fish are my fish, those are all they’re names. They’re now tumblr famous.

2) all the music mentioned, while not much, are songs that I listen to and LOVE.

3) i do indeed threaten my coworker with her own demise, but i do it out of love, and she knows it, so its ok.

4) i do actually talk to myself like this. I find it highly amusing, so i decided to put it in. I don’t care if anyone else finds it funny or not.

5) the only reason i think steven would smell like incense is because I LOVE the smell of incense.

6) i stare at people that i think are pretty because they have aesthetically pleasing faces and want to draw them. I can’t help it.

7) i have actually had stuff in my hands and forgot it was there. I am dory in human form.

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holden-caulfield · 3 years

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Hatred, you thought.

↪︎ 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

SUMMARY: enemies that get trapped in the same room and have no choice but to work together to get out, inevitably leading the two of them to realize their true feelings for each other to lovers.

WARNINGS: is it angsty? i don't think so, fluffy ending tho

WORD COUNT: 1991

A/N: i'm not really sure what this is, but i used my prompt and this came out... i don't think i ever mention draco but i wrote this with him in mind. also, i don't think they are in school, it's an au of some sort and it's very messy :) it will make sense as you read it tho!!

No way out. An empty room. Just you and him.

Oh, how ironic Fate could be, how insensitive, cruel and ironic.

No way out.

You were stuck, how it happened was still a mystery to you. Such a fool for having let yourself be trapped in there.

An empty room.

No windows, just a door, which was now sealed. The only source of lightning was enough to illuminate both of your faces, his features so sharp in the pale light emanated from the dangling lamp above you.

Just you and him.

It could have been anyone, but it had to be him, of course. He wasn't any happier than you, he despised you just as much as you did, if not more.

But there you were, alone together. Words weren't needed because facial expressions were enough to convey each other's feelings: scowls perfectly disclosed any emotion that passed through your minds. Aversion, loathing, abhorrence, hate.

Such a strong word, you never thought you'd have used it to describe someone, but he was worthy of the title. You hated him, so deeply, so violently, so passionately.

He was much more generous with the use of the word, he hated pretty much everyone who didn't agree with him. But with you. Oh, with you it was different. He made sure you knew he actually hated you. It was not playful banter, it was not temporary animosity. It was pure, unfathomable hatred.

Then why did you find yourself there with him? Fate, once more, came into play.

It has such a weird way of playing, Fate. It can conjoin long lost lovers just as easily as it can unite sworn enemies who would happily have nothing to do with each other. And it takes great pleasure in doing the latter; you couldn't help but imagine the Moirai laughing, deriding you as they spun the inexorable thread that was your own Fate. Insensitive and cruel they were as they got their merciless job done.

"What now?" he asked, but he already knew the answer. He didn't want to admit it, admit he needed your help; neither did you.

But the only alternative was waiting, waiting for the inevitable destiny that would have hit you if you hadn't got out of the room. However, that meant more time to share with him, and neither of you was hoping on it.

"We find a way out, isn't it obvious?" you couldn't refrain the sarcasm dripping from your tone. The even deeper scowl decorating his face was worth it.

"How?" it took a lot out of him to stop himself from snapping at you as he analyzed the only object in the chamber, the door.

"Aren't you the one always preaching about his above-average intellect? Put it to good use, then." you knew snarky remarks wouldn't have helped you to find a way out, but they did help improve your mood, even if only in the slightest.

"No lock. No handle. No hinges. What is your great intellect suggesting?" he threw away that last ounce of restraint he had in him and decided to play your game. A challenge, to entertain you while you endured his vile presence.

"Push it. Break it down."

"Ladies first." you took a running start and collided with the door. It didn't budge.

You tried again, this time he joined you. It didn't budge. Useless attempts.

"Great idea." you could feel the smirk in his voice but you didn't give him the satisfaction and stared at the still-closed door instead.

No way out. An empty room. Just you and him.

When suddenly an illumination: while scrutinizing the room, you looked up and, narrowing your eyes, you noticed a square-shaped line, so thin you couldn't have seen it if you hadn't been so focused.

"Give me a hand, quick!" you let of all the hostilities as an opportunity arose and grasped his shoulder, forcing him to look towards the area your finger pointed to.

He joined his hands and helped you reach what you hoped was a trap door.

"God, i thought you were lighter..."

"And i thought you were stronger but look at us." you stretched your arms to reach it but it was still too high up, "Higher!"

"I can't extend myself, you know?" he said, quite irritated.

"Oh woah, something you can't do? Bewildering..." arms still outstretched, you lifted yourself on your toes. A mistake.

You lost balance and could already taste the blood in your mouth from the inevitable contact with the floor, but it never happened.

Because he caught you. You were shocked and from the look in his eyes, he was too.

"Try not to do other stupid things because i won't be there to catch you again." you quickly lifted yourself from his hold and immediately started to study another way to reach the trap door, your only hope, but in your mind thoughts about what had just happened still roamed freely.

There was no explanation other than the fact that he could not work with an injured person; if you had hurt yourself, you would have been weaker and therefore unable to help him get out. Yes, that was the reason.

"Give me a lift again."

"You can't reach it-"

"Give me a lift. Again." your tone was sterner and he complied, but not before scoffing and rolling his eyes.

You climbed on his hands once more, but it was still too high. You lifted your foot tentatively and placed it on his shoulder.

"Woah, are you trying to kill me up there?!"

You didn't answer, instead using the new added height to reach the ledge. You pushed it open and climbed up, successfully exiting the room you had called prison just moments ago.

"Always."

He smirked disapprovingly, a smile that didn't reach his eyes, and signaled for you to help him out now, so you moved to find something, anything to help him.

It was dark, the only light brightening the new corridor that had just appeared was faint and came from the far end of it.

You crossed the entire hallway, looking for a rope or a box strong enough to support your nemesis when it dawned on you: your nemesis. Why were you even helping him? Sure he had helped you, but that was before you were free.

You had now a choice, he didn't have any. If he did, he wouldn't have been so magnanimous. He surely wouldn't.

You kept on going towards the light, strengthening with every step you took when a rope appeared in your way.

The choice was now concrete. You could help him. Or you couldn't.

"Y/l/n! Found anything?" what to do now? He wouldn't have helped you.

"Took you long enough, huh?"

"I was trying to find something, you ungrateful twat." you sneered as you threw him the rope. He grasped it and began climbing, but you had still time. Time to let the thread go and leave him there. Time to save yourself.

But you didn't, an actual reason still missing in your mind. Too much compassion, too much pity, you thought. But you weren't convinced, you couldn't lie to yourself, there was something else.

He climbed all the way up, you offered your hand to finally hoist him on the ledge. He considered it, he refused it.

"We're not friends, y/l/n."

"Believe me, i know. I was just trying to make sure i hadn't to get you up here all over again. I thought you were lighter, you know?" he glowered at you, but it was not the same as before, as always.

One way out. Just you and him.

You treaded that same corridor you had crossed seconds ago, besides him this time. It was narrow and your bodies tried so hard not to touch but it was close to impossible. Shoulders collided, legs bumped, hands grazed. But eyes refused to meet; hatred, you repeated to yourself.

The light seemed to never arrive even as you quickened your step. You were running, striving to reach that light that you so desperately clang to. But then a sudden stop.

The hand that was once ruthlessly brushing against yours, grasped you. It was rushed, it was vital, it was puzzling. But it held you close to him.

He was your enemy, you needed to distance yourself, but you couldn't find the strength in you to do so. Hatred, you repeated in your head and you pushed him away.

"Watch your step." he said, pointing to a hole in the floor, a square one. You were running in circle.

You felt stupid, to think he had forgotten your rivalry so easily, to think things had changed between you.

"Thanks." it came out of your mouth without thinking. Good manners are hard to forget, you reckoned.

A pause.

"You're welcome." could a situation of forced proximity really change the feelings between two people?

Incredibly thin is the line between love and hate.

You didn't love him. You didn't hate him either. Things were evolving, you didn't know whether it was good or bad, but they were.

"We have to find another way." you thought aloud. He agreed with a simple nod, no remarks. The awkward exchange must have had an effect on him just as much as it did on you, or so you thought.

His eyes were lighter than you had ever seen them, his face seemed tense, but it was not a grimace; that was new. He looked quite entrancing when he wasn't too busy glowering at you, his features looked endearing as they attentively surveyed the area.

Sense of guilt took over because you knew you shouldn't have been thinking about such things, but had he always been so tall and captivating? Had you never noticed that sparkle in his eyes that caused the image of crystals glinting in the sun to appear in your mind? Was he thinking the same?

Undecipherable; intriguing. You wanted to know more, was it possible? You pondered no further and returned your gaze to the corridor, unwillingly.

It was his turn to watch you now because when you turned again you caught him staring.

"What are you looking at?" you couldn't help the defensive tone with which you uttered the sentence, but it didn't bother him.

"You saved me. Why?" he was genuine, he was sincere and this had you even more confused than you already were.

"You did too, it's nothing but a temporary truce."

"Is it?" he whispered without missing a beat and suddenly the walls weren't narrow anymore, no, they were far too wide, he was far too distant. As if reading your mind, he took a step closer.

"Of course it is." were you that sure?

"Are you sure?"

"Of course i am."

"But why did you save me?" what game was he playing? Your mind was not able to form any coherent thought as the man in front of you kept on making questions to which you didn't know the answer. You didn't want to admit the answer.

"It's just a truce, we hate each other-"

"Do we?" his questions were quick, it was much simpler making them than answering them.

"Do we?" you repeated.

"You could have left me there..."

"Do we?" you insisted.

"You didn't have to do that, you could have-"

"Do we hate each other?" you were impatient to hear him say it.

He remained silent but his eyes were speaking, only his mouth didn't allow them.

"Do we hate each other or-"

He cut you off, that same mouth that had suddenly become dumb reached yours. Hatred, you repeated in your head.

You kissed him too, logic leaving your mind, hands entangling in his hair, bodies flush against each other.

Love, you admitted.

Maybe Fate wasn't as cruel as you thought.

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suchalonelysunflower · 4 years

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Perks (c.h)

Pairing: Calum Hood X Fem!Reader

Requested: YES

Summary: You haven’t seen your boyfriend for five months thanks to quarentine, time to make up the lost time

Warnings: Smut. Thigh riding. Mentions of quarentine. Dirty thoughts and talk. Language and probably some mistakes (English is not my first language, I’m sorry)

Word count: 1.7K

Author’s note: So we are all aware that this is Calum’s world and we are living in it, right? I’m not very familiar with writing smut so I hope this is okay and that you’ll like it 😊 thank you so much to the anon for requesting this! Reblogs, likes, comments and feedback are always more than welcome! Thank you so much and Happy reading 🦋💕

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“OMG! Request! Request! Request! reader finally gets to travel and see Cal for the first time since Quarantine and is Shocked by his physique. smut, where they basically ride cal's thigh, while gripping his arms. i'm a slut sorry lol. female pronouns are preferred, but use whatever you like!”

Five months.

You haven’t seen Calum in five months and it was driving you insane.

When quarantine started you never thought you’d be trapped inside the state borders of Virginia. You thought you would have enough time to go back home to your boyfriend and spend the next few weeks cuddling up by his side. But, since timing can be a bitch sometimes, your work required you to stay a little bit longer and you missed the last flight to LA. So to say that you were ecstatic to get home would be an understatement.

You haven’t told Calum that you were on your way home, wanting to surprise him when you open the door to your shared home. The smirk on your face could only be matched with the up and down movements of your leg, being almost impossible to contain your excitement.

The Uber driver finally pulled up in front of the house after nearly one hour in traffic. You smiled through your mask and thanked them several times before jumping out of the car with your bags in hands, wasting no time in opening the door and stepping inside.

The smell of home invaded your senses, as tears gathered up in your eyes. It’s been too long, too long without this feeling of content.

You dropped your bags in the entrance hallway and made your way to the kitchen, hoping to see Calum there and surprise him with a long awaited kiss. Yet, Calum wasn’t in the kitchen, in fact it appeared that he wasn’t home at all! It was quiet… too quiet.

You washed your hands and started walking around the house, trying to find at least a clue of where your disappearing boyfriend went. You searched in the music room, the laundry room and finally your bedroom but he was nowhere to be found. That was until you peaked out of your bedroom window and you had to remind yourself of how to breathe properly.

There he was, tank top soaked in sweat as he worked out in the garden. His hair has gone longer, you never could tell in your FaceTime calls because he always wore a hoodie or some kind of bucket house whenever he was on the phone with you, and now his curls were unsuccessfully tamed in a headband, preventing it from hitting and sticking to his head. You slightly bit your lip at the thought of ripping that headband off his head and pulling on his curls just like you used to do.

He’s got a lot bigger too, you could feel your cheeks getting warmer at the sight of his muscles flexing with ease every time he stretched his arms. The need for him grew stronger as you imagined how it would be like to be held down by those arms, pinning you to the mattress as he ran his hands through your body until they landed on your neck, squeezing it just right until…

“Holy shit!” A voice said, interrupting your daydream. You looked down to see Calum already staring at you, blinking a few times just to make sure his eyes were not fooling him. You smiled and waved, quickly getting away from the window as you started running downstairs to meet him.

Calum entered the house just in time to see you walk the last step of the stairs and catch you in his arms as you ran into him, wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist.

“I’m not dreaming, please tell me I’m not dreaming. I’m so gonna hate myself if this is another dream” He said, hiding his head into the crook of your neck.

You laughed as you pulled away a bit, cupping his cheeks into your hand and pressing little kisses across his face “It’s real, baby” You said through kisses and happy tears “I’m home. I’m finally home”

Calum’s smile reached his eyes as he started giggling with you, wasting no time to press his lips against yours.

The kiss quickly turned heated as you parted your lips and granted him access to deepen the kiss the way you both needed. ’It’s been too long’ you thought ‘too long without his kiss’

His hands traveled down grabbing your ass and giving it a little squeeze, making you moan into the kiss as you felt his growing erection through the thin material of the shorts he was wearing. Without skipping a beat, Calum walked backwards until the back of his calves met with the soft cushions of the couch, sitting down and pulling you on top of his lap without breaking the kiss.

You straddled his thigh and started moving slowly, creating a soft rhythm that matched with the movements of your lips “You dreamt about me?” You ask, breaking the kiss and starting to trail your lips against his jaw.

“Yes,” Calum breathed as he pulled you even closer to him, almost not believing you were actually there “All the time I imagined you were coming home, almost lost my mind for a second there”

You hummed, trailing your hands up and downs his muscular arms “I see you got yourself busy while I was away” You giggled.

Calum’s plump lips made their way to your neck, kissing and leaving marks wherever he wanted, making you moan softly when he found your sweet spot right under your ear “Thought you might like it,” he teased as his hands started to touch you under your shirt, leaving goosebumps wherever they touched “Let the hair grow as well”

“I could tell… Cal-“ You whimpered. His hands were cupping your breasts over your bra, thumbs slightly rubbing your nipples over the thin fabric, making you roll your hips with more intent as you bite your lips trying to contain the moans.

Calum groaned at the sight “Nu-uh,” He said, kissing you so you’ll stop biting your lips “I wanna hear you baby, please” He almost begged, adding more pressure to your nipples “It’s been too long without your pretty little sounds, love. Can't wait any longer, I need to hear you”

You obliged, thankful that you were not going to bust your lip open from biting it too hard. Your hands quickly found the haim of your shirt, pulling it over your head and unclasping your bra, tossing them god knows where. “Fuck.” Calum groaned at the sight of you.

“Like what you see?” You grin.

“Fucking love it” He said, replacing his hands with his lips in a matter of seconds, kissing from your nipples to your jaw and from your jaw to your nipples again, leaving no place unmarked, no place untouched.

One of his hands traveled to your hips while the other one ventured even further down over your panties. You were so thankful you decided to wear a skirt today.

He rubbed his hand over your lips, smirking when he felt just how wet you were “All of this for me?” He asked with a smug expression.

“Yes,” you breathed, quickening your pace so you were rubbing on his hand.

“Yes what, princess?”

“Ah- all for you, Calum” You whimpered in extacy. The FaceTime calls, the sexting and the naughty photos could never compare to the pleasure of the real thing, and to think that you haven’t even started.

“Wanna ride my thigh, baby girl?” He asked whispering in your ear as he bit your earlobe while removing his hand from your pussy and grabbing your ass with a strong grip that you were sure would leave marks tomorrow.

“Yes, sir” You moaned.

Calum slapped your ass and made you yelp at the sudden hit, somehow making you even more wet that before “Do it,” He commanded “Make yourself cum on my thigh, baby girl”

You started to move your hips again, kissing him as you slowly quicken the pace. Your hands flew to his hair, fingers tangling in his messy curls and tugging them with enough force to make him moan in pleasure.

A trail of moans and quick breaths came out of your lips as you felt Calum’s grip on your ass, guiding your movements and pressing you down against him, making you feel everything and more, proud of the mess you were making with every thrust.

“Babyy.. “ you whined, lips parted as you pressed your forehead with his, tugging on his hair so he could meet you halfway for a deep, sloppy kiss “Calum-“

“That’s it, baby. That’s it” He breathlessly praised, feeling over the moon hearing your moans and whimpers, knowing it’s just for him “So beautiful like this, baby girl. So fucking beautiful”

You were close, you were close and he knew that. Calum grabbed your hips and started quickening the pace even more “C’mon baby, cum. Cum all over my thigh”

Your moans grew louder as your vision started to become a little foggy. Your hands trailed down to his biceps as you dug your nails into his skin, trying so hard to hold on just a little bit longer for him.

“Cal- Calum, baby” His name became a mantra in your lips, feeling your climax even closer “I’m gonna cum, baby”

Your nails sank deeper into his arms, making Calum hiss as he was sure you would mark him but in this moment he didn’t find a single fuck to give as you were coming closer and closer with each movements “Fuck. Cum, Y/N. Cum. I got you, baby. I got you”

You closed your eyes as your orgasm ran through your entire body, making you shiver as you slowly came down your high, still feeling Calum’s big hands on your hip.

Once again, you grabbed Calum by his hair and pulled him towards you, clashing your lips together into a passionate kiss, telling everything you need to know at that moment.

“God, I fucking missed you” He said, once you broke the kiss to breathe.

You giggled, still a little breathless “Ditto” You wrapped your arms around his neck, pecking his lips one more time “This was one hell of a welcoming”

“You surely don’t think this is over just yet” He said, a small laugh leaving his lips “I’ve spend five months without you in that bed, you’re not leaving my side anytime soon”

You hummed “Wanna take me there and make up for lost time?”

In the blink of an eye Calum got to his feet and pulled you over his shoulder, making you yelp and giggle as he carried you to your shared bedroom, once hand around your waist while the other one soothed your ass.

“What the hell?” You laughed.

“Perks of working out, honey” He smiled “And we’re about to do one hell of a workout”

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imatechbummerliketomholland · 3 years

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sorry seems to be the hardest word - h.o

Word count: 3171

Warning: angst, swear

Pairing : harrison osterfield

Request: no.

N/A: It took me so long to write this. I remember i asked @soft-haz to write something with the "sorry seems to be the hardest word" vibe, it was so good! But i wanted to write something by myself too. Remember, english is not my first language, so be kind if you spot mistakes, i really try my best. Italics parts are flashbacks

Thanks to @petersasteria because she correct a big part of this fic! Love you. Don't hesitate to tell me what you think of the fic! Love you all! xx

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part 2 (harry hollad x reader) - part 3 (harry holland x reader)

The few rays of sunshine in London today and England's victory over the Croats had improved your mood. Tom and Harry were home as soon as the game was over, they found you sitting on the couch with a glass of wine. You hadn't wanted to join them at the bar for obvious reasons: to keep your privacy as much as possible. Living with four boys was not easy, but living with four boys, one of whom was a world-famous actor and another in the midst of the media boom, was even more so. Of course, fans knew that Tom, Harrison, Harry, and Tuwaine had a female roommate. But you've always managed to never appear with your face uncovered in any media activity of your four-favorite divs.

The bottle was already nearly empty and you were already on your drunken streak, not wanting to stop when two of your drinking buddies had just entered. What a good opportunity to continue the evening.

"Will you join me, boys?"

“Mmm yeah, sure, love.” Harry said.

But a problem presented itself to you: the boys drank beer, you drank wine. You had two options now: either open a new bottle of wine for yourself or continue the evening with beer. Your eyes turned to your glass, spilling the rest of the bottle into your jug before swallowing it dry. Harry had a stunned expression on his face as Tom smirked.

"I see hanging out with us leaves its mark."

"You wish, Holland. I knew how to do it before I even knew you existed."

"You've known me since I was 19."

"And you think I waited for you to learn how to drink?"

"Fair enough."

You met the boys in a pub. You’ll never tell Nikki that, when you met them, her precious twins drank too many beers even if they weren’t old enough to drink (technically, they weren’t criminals, drinking beer at 16 is legal and come on, it’s England!)

❀❀❀

So, you met the boys in a pub. It was one of the nights when your friends and you wanted to drink until you're blackout drunk. You were in that pub/club, looking up after one of your friends. She had detected some pretty boys in the back and left you there, alone. You moved around the room without paying attention: glass in hand, your phone you stared at in the other. You suddenly felt an arm blocking your chest with force. The surprise had made you drop your glass.

“What the heck?!?”

“You will not pass, miss.”

“Oh yeah? Why? Is the pope there?” You said sarcastically

The man who stood in your way raised an eyebrow and you looked at him, waiting for a response.

“You are very funny. It’s a VIP space.”

“Once again, why is that?”

“None of your business.”

“Actually, I don't care if Sir Elton John is in that bar or if it's even the Queen of England. I'm just looking for my friend: tall, blonde, balloon-sized fucking boobs, red dress."

“Not seen."

You sighed. The situation annoyed you to the highest point. You had lost your friend and that big asshole had broken your glass. The man in front of you seemed to be marble. Short answer, arms crossed, and an imposing posture. All you wanted tonight was just to have fun. You didn't care that God-knows-who, any famous or rich enough to book a VIP space, was in that bar.

"Would the asshole that hired you tonight, at least be kind enough to buy me the glass you broke with your bullshit?"

From his side, Harry had noticed the altercation. He then walked towards you, he laughed when he heard you insult his brother through the bouncer's fault. And as the Colossus' bodyguard was about to tell you that you could always dream of getting that free drink, Harry spoke up.

“The asshole, maybe not directly. But the asshole's brother. Certainly. It will be on his check anyway.”

“For God's sake, what are you waiting for then?”

And just like that, you met the boys. Harry paid you for the glass that the other jerk broke, invited you to this precious VIP space and you could talk and dance the night away. You had exchanged your social media and over time, your phone numbers. And as fast as you couldn't imagine, you had found yourself stuck in an apartment with four adorable idiots as roommates.

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"Hey, y/n, where are the others?" Harry asked.

You grumbled and grabbed the beer the curly had just opened. He protested as you took a sip. Tom gave you a curious look and you frowned behind your bottle.

"y/n?”

"I don't know where T is, but Harrison's gone on a date with Gracie."

The two brothers exchanged a look heard in the face of the bitterness they had perceived in your voice. It was no longer much of a secret that you had feelings for Harrison. You had feelings for Tom's best friend for almost as long as you'd met him. Harry had noticed it first, because you were much closer to him than to Tom. The actor had understood at the start of an evening, at the beginning of the relationship between Harrison and his girlfriend.

However, you didn't hate Gracie. She was beautiful, kind, and very funny. She really brought out the best in Harrison, she made him happy and you could see that because of the distinct smile on his face. You didn't hate her; she just wasn't you and you just weren't her. And that was the whole problem. Jealousy consumed you and you hated yourself for it.

“Are you alright, darling?” Tom asked you since silence filled the room after your last sentence.

"I'll be fine after one more drink" you simply answered.

You took a sip of the beer you stole from Harry. Drowning in alcohol was certainly not the solution. But you just wanted to forget the blond a bit for tonight. Tom's worried look made you roll your eyes.

"Oh come on, Tom. Don't give me those eyes. I will be fine ..."

“Yeah, sure.” he said with a doubt.

"Can we just watch a silly movie or play a silly game to make my night better?"

Harry seemed to hear you as he shrugged and took a sip of his drink. He knew you by heart. At this point, he really considered you his best friend. So he knew you needed something to clear your mind. Something where your mind should be quick to think about.

“One,” he said nonchalantly.

"Two" you responded with a huge smile on your face.

"You are both stupid." the Holland elder complained about the game you had just started.

"You say that because you're a lousy actor who can't remember his lines. Play Holland!"

"Three". He capitulated.

And you continued like this until 21. Then, there followed a multitude of rule additions each time you reach the number 21. The 7 turned into "I'm a poor liar", the 18 into "I'd rather kiss a guinea pig" ... And every time one of you made a mistake, he drank. After an hour, the game looked like a strange conversation from the outside.

"Squirrels are scary, man." Harry said, mimicking his older brother.

"Black Widow is the best president of the United States" Tom said

"But she’s a bad lay." you responded, with a fake sigh of disappointment

"I'd rather kiss a guinea pig"

"Because you have no taste"

"Twenty"

It was at this precise moment, in the middle of the conversation, that Harrison decided to enter the living room. His blissful smile gave way to an air of amazement and disbelief at the talk between his three roommates. It was Tom who first noticed his best friend. He nodded to greet him. Harrison wore a simple black t-shirt with chinos. You took a look at your roommate and your cheeks flushed a little more than they already were.

"Hello mate! How was your date?" asked Tom with a big smile on his face

"Awesome. Can't believe it will be a year in 3 freaking days." Harrison said.

You could see his large smile, and blissful air. He was sweating happiness and although you were happy for him, it tore your heart. You purse your lips to avoid comment. Harry spoke up.

"We're playing 21. Do you want to land with us?"

"In fact, you can take my place." You got up from the couch and walked over to the kitchen to drop off your beer drain. Harrison frowned as Tom exchanged a new look with his brother.

"y/n, you can stay, It's an unlimited players game." Harry almost begged.

"No, I'm tired. I'm going to take a shower and then go to bed."

“y/n” Harrison tried to call you to hold you back a little longer.

But you were already gone. You've never climbed the stairs so fast to run away from your roommate/best friend. Harrison looked at Tom and Harry, worried about your behavior. The curly one just shrugged his shoulders as his brother shook his head, silent. They weren't intending to get involved in this. You were the only master of your feelings and the time you'll decide to confess them to Harrison. That is why they preferred to be quiet.

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You spent the whole next week to avoid Harrison as much as possible. Established more distance with him was your solution to protect yourself from your feelings especially after his one-year anniversary date with Gracie and his absolute cute instagram post. It broke you down. Your heart was in peace but you couldn't blame him or his girlfriend. You were in love with the wrong guy, that's all.

But you couldn't hide from him forever. After all, you both lived in the same house, you had the same friends. So, it was hard to pretend he didn't exist.

Today was not your lucky day. You bumped into him in the kitchen. That was his opportunity to hold you down. He grabbed you by the shoulders, preventing you from burying yourself. Now he would finally find out what was wrong with you. Because Harrison wasn't a fool. He had noticed that you acted with him differently. Your behavior remained unchanged towards the other boys in the house.

“y/n. Don’t avoid me; please, please y/n, look at me”

You have plunged your eyes into its bewitching blue irises. Big mistake. You were drowning now in the turmoil of your feelings for the blonde. He had always had that effect on you, always. Tears started to bead at the corners of your eyes, you were biting your lip to hold back the torrent of tears that was already beginning to flow. Harrison's throat tightened at the sight of you like that and his hold on your shoulders slowly loosened.

“I hate seeing you like this. Please talk to me” he almost begged you

“Harrison…” your voice struggle as soon you pronounced his name.

“Please darling…tell me what’s goin’ on”

As a perfect angel, Tom was the one who saved you by interrupting this quick talk. You wiped away your tears with the end of your sleeve and run away to your room. Harrison sighed in despair. He didn't understand why you were running away from him like the plague.

“Dude, do you know why she's like that. What did I do? » He finally asked to Tom.

"I can't tell you Haz. She's the only one having the right to tell you about this"

"Bullshit. Fuck you all." Harrison said, frustrated.

Then he just quit, leaving the kitchen.

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Sunday came and Tom asked you all to spend the night with him before his LA trip the next evening. It was a normal night with friends. And despite your pent-up feelings and wanting to avoid Harrison at all costs, you didn't want to miss Tom, he was your friend.

There was only the usual gang: Harry, Tuwaine, Tom (obviously) and you. But the tension was felt within the group. The lingering unspoken words about your feelings for Harrison were beginning to weigh on all of your friendship. It was so bad that it hurts to stay in the same room as Harrison. All you could see was his constant happiness, this wonderful man he had always been but in a more radiant version of himself. And you weren't the cause of that. You hated it, you hated being selfish that much. You were ready to sacrifice your friendship with the young Netflix actor for two reasons: you wanted to protect yourself ... and you weren't ready to be that obstacle in the midst of Harrison and Grace's happiness.

You were in the kitchen with Harry, pretending to help him with drinks and snacks. The curly boy could see you dragging your feet, repeating like a mantra this phrase "come on, you can do it ... do it for Tom, it's his night. Don’t be selfish, you can make it." And you really wanted it ... have a good time with your friends.

Sometimes Harry felt guilty for introducing Gracie to Harrison. They worked together as set PA in 2018 and became close friends but not as close as you were with him. You considered him like your best friend. It made sense for him to feel a bit responsible for your broken heart. But you never said a word about it.

“I’m sorry, y/n” confessed Harry.

“For what?” you simply responded.

"For having hampered your happiness. I was stupid to introduce Grace to Harrison and ignore your feelings. I wanted to help my friend. "

"Bullshit Harry. Never apologize for that. You've been a great friend to Harrison."

"But not for you."

"Who cares?" you asked, trying to minimize your feelings

"Me ... you are one of my best friend y/n"

"Just like Harrison is your best friend. Don't apologize for making him happy. Fuck, I'm the one who should apologize." You said, with a tone of anger and despair in your voice

And that's how you crack, breaking in all your sensitivity. You couldn't hold back your tears from falling as you blasted everything that was on your heart. You don't even realize that Harrison is a few feet behind your back. The weight of your feelings, your anxieties explode in the kitchen as when a cup is dropped on the immaculate tiled floor.

“What I got to do to make him love me? What I got to do to make him care? Not as the sweet friend Harry. I’m deeply in love with him and it’s gonna drive me insane! What I got to do to make him want me? Huh Harry, can you tell me? All those question in my head…and no answer to that. And you know what? It's sad, sad situation…more than that it’s a shitty situation, because I'm getting away from him and it makes us sick. Because I'm unable to tell him why.”

“You just told me.” Harrison finally said.

You jumped for a second before you froze. Harry is caught off guard and rushes into the living room stammering an apology. You are trapped. You are trapped and you can hear the footsteps of your roommate coming closer to you, so close, that now you can feel his breath on the back of your neck. Gently, he places his hands on your arms and exerts pressure for you to face him.

"You love me"

"It depends ..." you replied with difficulty

"On what?"

"On what you heard before."

"Enough that you can't contradict me."

Her thin smile doesn't help you relax. Instead, you look down, admiring your two pairs of feet. You felt like being stripped naked and you didn't like that feeling. If you could have kept this secret in your grave. But now he knew and you felt even heavier than the Titanic.

"So ... is that it? Nothing more to tell me?"

"What do you want me to add to what you've already heard?"

"Sorry?" he tried.

"For what?"

"For what? y/n are you kidding me? Sorry for being distant with me, maybe? Sorry for hiding all these things from you? Sorry for not trusting our friendship to come to me and speak?" he exploded…

"What would that have been for, Harrison? You don't love me back…" you screamed back.

"I ... I’m ..."

"See, sorry seems to be the hardest word."

After that last ironic reply, silence fell in the kitchen. So was that it? Was that how your friendship was to end? The great giants of the universe had reserved this dramatic scene for you to break years of bonding. You didn't know how to get out of this situation. You didn't even know if there was a few more things to save. You were broken and had just spoiled the happiness of one of your best friends.

Harrison was silent. He seemed to be probing your body, your attitude, analyzing any gesture that might give him the opportunity to take a step towards you. But the solution was there, finding everything ... It was enough, for both of you, to swallow your pride.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?" you echo your previous conversation

"Sorry for not feeling the same as you. For not being who you want me to be to you."

"You know ... I don't hate her."

"What?" he asked, confused.

"Gracie. I don't hate her. She makes you really happy. I just hate the jealousy I feel towards her… I hate that I am not her. But I don’t hate her, she's a really good girl."

A small smile dawned on Harrison's lips, the blonde toyed nervously with his fingers and the ring he always wore as an accessory.

"Yeah ... yeah she's great."

"I'm really sorry ... about everything."

"It's ok. We don't control how we feel. I..I can understand"

"Yeah..."

"y/n?" he tried; a little bit shy about what he’s gonna ask.

"Mhmm?"

"Do you think we can be friends again?"

You bow your head, taking a minute to think. Was everything really broken? Were you going to be able to rebuild a solid friendship after this conversation? Were you going to be able to squeeze out your feelings? You sighed before plunging into those beautiful blue eyes that you loved so much.

"Maybe. I hope so with all my heart."

"I hope so too. And I hope you find someone like I found Grace."

"You can always dream. You dripping with love, it's impossible to find someone like you two."

"Don't despair. He might be closer than you think."

He winked at you and you looked at him confused. But after a few seconds, a smile appeared at the corner of your lips. No, you had no hope of him talking about him. But you were happy, because that little sentence opened the door for you to a bond that you were trying to find.

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kingandfireheart · 3 years

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Cassian's Love: words from a guy who speaks through actions

Something I love about Cassian is that he doesn't really hide the ball when it comes to his feelings for Nesta. He's most definitely an actions speak louder than words person (physical touch is his love language), but he does use words in ACOSF. I read someone say that Cassian didn't show his love for Nesta, and I completely disagree. Even though SJM never showed us Cassian saying the actual words, we see it so often through the small touches like flicking her cheek, the way that he never makes fun of her (many) questions, or the way he's always there, but he never pushes her too far.

In ACOWAR he confesses his love

" I have no regrets in my life, but this. That we did not have time. That I did not have time with you, Nesta. I will find you again in the next world -- the next life. And we will have that time. I promise. "

Yes, there is a lot he doesn't say - that they are mates, that he wants more than just sex, that he loves her. He even goes far enough to attack Lanthys to prevent him from revealing the truth. (I can write a whole post on why he wouldn't tell her about being mates, but I think Nesta's reaction to Lucien's declaration at the end of ACOMAF can suffice as explanation).

After his heartbreaking confession in ACOWAR, it makes sense that he's more reserved with Nesta. When thinking about his almost confession on solstice, he even says, "He hardly managed to walk away with some semblance of pride. Over his cold, dead body would she do that to him again." He is protecting himself by ignoring the mating bond too ("Some small quiet part of his brain whispered otherwise. He ignored it. Had ignored it for a long time now.")

Still throughout the book, he owns up to his feelings for Nesta when given the opportunity -- he just doesn't say the words "I love you" or "You're my mate". This post goes through some scenes in chronological order, since they show how Cassian does care.

(I could write another whole post on how I feel cheated of two months of happy Nessian between Solstice and Starfall, but that's what fanfiction is for, right?).

When Mor asks if it pains him to see Nesta like this, he says:

"All of it pains me... It pains me that Nesta has become... this. It pains me that she and Feyre are always at each other's throats. It pains me that Feyre hurts over it, and I know Nesta does, too. It pains me that ..."

When he's pleading her to train, she asks him why he isn't negotiating harder, he says.

"For you, I have no strategies."

Then there's the confrontation before, "I'm always thinking of that look on your face". (Yes, he's goading her here, but I don't think he's lying)

"Why so many questions tonight?" // "Because we're talking like normal people, and I want to know. About all of it." // "Let's nor retread old territory, Nes." // "It never mattered to me whether you took half the Cauldron's power or a drop. It still doesn't matter. // "Why?" "Why do you even bother?" // "Why did you stay at my side when we went up against the King of Hybern during the last battle?"

Answer: because they're mates.

After Nesta fights with Elain, he tells her he'll be there for her.

"Whatever you need to throw at me, I can take it. I won't break." No challenge laced the words. Only a plea. // "You don't understand," she said, voice rasping. "I am not like you and the others." // "That's never bothered me one bit." (emphasis added)

When Rhys gives Nesta a mental warning about Gwyn:

"I'm pissed off that you can't seem to believe one good thing about her. That you refuse to fucking believe one good thing about her."

When they are discussing the Dread Trove and pushing Nesta to scry: Yes Cassian for arguing against only protecting Elain

" There is an innate darkness to the Dread Trove that should not be exposed to." // "But Nesta should?" Cassian growled.

"It's not right to wield Elain as a threat to manipulate Nesta into scrying." "There are harsher ways to convince Nesta, boy" "You're a fool if you think threats will make her obey you." ... "If we manipulate Nesta into scrying, even by using Elain against her, then we'll do what is necessary." "I don't like it."

After Nesta's nightmare:

"Hey." "Hello" "Are you all right?" "Yes." "Good" "You want to talk about it?" "No" "That's fine." "You want breakfast?" "I like your priorities, General." (italics added)

When Rhys and Feyre mention bringing in Helion:

"He'll help...If only for another shot at her." // Nesta rolled her eyes, and and the gesture was so normal that Cassian's smile became more genuine, edged with relief // You wear your heart for all to see, brother. Rhys said without turning Cassian's way. // Cassian only shrugged. He was past caring.

When they finally have sex , we have this short back-and-forth:

"I'll hurt you." // "I don't care" // "I do."

and my personal favorite

"I'm beyond lies right now, Nesta."

When Nesta asks whether Cassian enjoyed their previous encounter, he tells her:

I enjoyed myself too much. I've thought about it for days and days.

"Whatever you want. Whatever you need from me." He knew those were a fool's words, knew he offered up too much.

And when Nesta asks "How can I need you again so soon?" Answer: because they're mates.

"I've needed you from the moment I first met you. And now that I get to have you, I don't what to stop

When they find out about the new Dread Trove, he's quick to defend Nesta to others:

This scene isn't really dialogue, but I'm including it because I love Cass.

They moved on to far merrier subjects, but Cassian mulled it over throughout the evening. The fighting was only part of it. The Training would sustain her, funnel her rage, but there had to be more. There had to be joy. There had to be music. (emphasis added)

When Nesta breaks down at the end of the hike, we see that Cassian doesn't just love Nesta, but he likes her, he may even admire her.

"I don't know how to get there. I don't think I'm capable of it" // "You are. I've seen it -- I've seen what you can do when you are willing to fight for the people you love. Why not apply that same bravery and loyalty to yourself?"

"You don't need to become some impossible ideal. You don't need to become sweet and simpering. You can give everyone that I Will Slay My Enemies look - which is my favorite look, by the way. You can keep that sharpness I like so much, that boldness and fearlessness. I don't want you to ever lose those things, to cage yourself."

"I'll be with you every step of the way... Just don't lock me out. You want to walk in silence for a week, I'm fine with that. So long as you talk to me at the end of it." (emphasis added)

When Cassian and Nesta go to the prison, there are some more telling moments:

"What if my presence would go unnoticed, but yours sets off a trap? We can't risk that." // His throat bobbed. "I can't risk you." // The words slammed into her heart. (emphasis added)

and later,

"I have always been your friend Nesta. Always"

When Nesta and Cassian return from the Prison:

Nesta brushed her fingers against Cassian's in silent understanding. His own curled against hers, meeting her stare as if to say, See? We're the same after all.

But when Rhys suggests having Nesta dance with Eris, Cassian is territorial to the max

"You're not going to use her."

"Over my dead fucking body," Cassian exploded.

"Nesta hasn't agreed to anything," Cassian snapped. "Even one dance with that prick is too much --"

"I don't like it."

He also agrees to go with her to the cottage in the human lands, and is so damn supportive and kind to her there. Action not words here but I love this himbo so much

Cassian stood beside her through all of it. Not speaking, not touching. Just there, should she need him. Her friend -- whom she'd asked to come her with her not because he was sharing her bed, but because she wanted him here. His steadiness and kindness and understanding.

And of course, the amazing and wonderful solstice scene:

"I'm sorry for how I behaved last Solstice. For how awful I was."// "I know. I forgave you a long time ago."

"Because I was fucking jealous!" He roared, wings splaying. "You looked like a queen, and it was painfully obvious you should be with a princeling like Eris and not a low born nothing like me! Because I couldn't stand the sight of it, right down to my gods-damned bones."(emphasis added)

"You're not going to marry Eris." "No" "There will be no one else. For either of us." "Yes" "Ever."

The big ole fight

"Say what I've guess from the moment we met. What I knew the first time I kissed you. What became unbreakable between us on Solstice night"

"I am your mate, for fuck's sake!" "You are my mate! Why are you still fighting it?

"You promised me forever on Solstice," he said, voice breaking. "Why is one word somehow throwing you off that?" (emphasis added)

And the conclusion that just wasn't satisfying enough:

"What do you want? // "You" // "You've had me from the moment you met me."

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