#navi: we cant fix each other
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we can’t fix each other but we sure as hell can enable each other instead || seventeen: dabi's dance
pairing: dabi x disabled!gn!reader
overview: you meet dabi pre-canon because your cat, nugget, literally won’t leave the guy alone. friendship, fluff and (eventual) angst ensue.
chapter summary: machia makes a beeline for shigaraki, dabi reveals who he is, you pass out from pain
content: angst with fluff ig
word count: 2973
a/n: sorry this is so late i'm cripplingly depressed and my mental health has tanked lmao
taglist: @iincandescenttt
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“Mister. Where’re the others?” Dabi slid down to Compress using Geten’s ice, helping you and Boo after he regained his balance. You compartmentalised your emotions, locking away your grief for a later date.
Find Himiko and Spinner. Get to safety. Deal with your emotions later. In the four months you’d spent at the PLF, you had gotten even closer to Toga—you’d even started to call her by her first name, per her request.
“You’re like an older sibling to me! Call me Himiko, pretty please! Siblings call each other by their first names!”
You smiled a little bit at the memory, the ache in your heart easing slightly. You let some of the tension out of the leash as Boo pulled at it, letting her run over to where Compress was crouched and licking at his mask.
“Dabi!! Y/N!!” Compress said as he gently pushed Boo’s head away. “Where’d you two run off to? You’re meant to be lieutenants!”
“Uh, so are you,” Dabi deadpanned. “The whole regiment system doesn’t really work when they catch us off guard. Anyway, wanna blow this joint?”
“I believe Twice was… killed,” Compress said quietly. “Alas, I tried but failed to stop her. Even though jumping into the fray was tantamount to suicide. I’ve never seen little Toga lose her cool like this.”
“You mean Himiko just ran out there?” You hissed and shook your head.
“She did,” Compress confirmed with a nod. “She took some hero’s blood and ran off.”
“...Mister, please tell me you have an extra set of clothes for her.” Dabi narrowed his eyes.
Compress huffed, “Of course I do. Last time I forgot to pack extra clothes, someone nearly bit my head off.” He looked at you. You had a feeling he was squinting at you from behind his mask.
“I don’t want to see Himiko running around naked.” You shrugged, tugging lightly at Boo’s leash to get her to come back over. You turned to Dabi. “What now?”
“Hang on—is that a backpack for Nugget?” Compress sounded delighted. You snorted, shooting him a smile.
Before you could respond, the ground began to shake violently and Machia’s hand burst through the concrete. You yelped, stepping back. Boo ran behind you, peeking out from behind your legs. As Machia reached for you, Dabi jumped out of the way. You quickly hoisted Boo up underneath your arm before Machia picked you and Compress up. He was surprisingly careful, making note not to crush the backpack or Boo, as well as avoiding aggravating your arthritis.
“Whoa, wait! What? Stop! What do you think you’re doing?” Compress said frantically, wiggling around in Machia’s grasp.
“Calm down, Mister! He’s just giving us a ride,” you laughed, putting Boo down when Machia set you onto the ridged part of his back. Nugget meowed loudly and Boo whined, shaking her fur out unhappily. You looked down, watching as Dabi jumped out of the way again when Machia tried to pick him up.
“Wait a minute, Machia. There’s someone I want to use,” he said, walking over to where Skeptic was sitting in the rubble. “I liked him from the moment I laid eyes on him.”
Skeptic yelped, “What are you talking about?!”
Dabi ignored him. “Okay, Machia.”
“I said—wait! Wait, wait, wait, wait—!” Skeptic’s panicked yelling went unheard, Machia lifting him and Dabi and placing them onto his back as well.
“What the hell’s going on?” Compress asked as Machia took off out of the villa.
Spinner looked over his shoulder at him. “I was underground, and then suddenly I was grabbed and put here.”
“The boss must be awake.” Dabi grinned a little when Skeptic groaned. “Nothing else would get this big lump to budge.”
“This is sooner than expected,” Toga said as she adjusted her shirt. You wiggled over to her and settled beside her.
“Here, Himiko.” You smiled at her softly, placing your hand on her cheek and healing the cut that was there. “No need for your sweet face to be all cut up.”
“Thank you, Y/N-kun.” Toga smiled slightly. “Can I hold Nugget?”
“Of course,” you hummed, shrugging off the backpack and lifting Nugget out. “Remember to keep a hold of his harness, okay? We don’t want him falling off of Machia.”
Toga nodded, holding Nugget in her arms carefully with one hand wrapped tightly around the handle of his harness. “I won’t let anything happen to him.”
“Let me off, Dabi! Why take me and not the others?! I must protect Re-Destro!” Skeptic yelled, his eyes wide.
“Keep it down,” Dabi snapped. “They haven’t noticed us yet.”
You leaned back against one of Machia’s ridges, closing your eyes. You kept an ear out for any sign of danger, keeping a secure grip on Boo’s harness while you pet her with your free hand in an attempt to calm her down—Machia’s overjoyed voice was hurting her ears.
“I have been waiting, Master! I am on my way!”
You couldn’t help but compare the giant to an overgrown puppy, somehow simultaneously surprised and unsurprised at the sheer determination he had to get to Shigaraki.
“Shortest route to master.” Machia grabbed Mt. Lady—who had been trying to hinder his movements—by her back leg, pulling her away and throwing her to the side. Kamui Woods was at their right with Midnight. He yelled out in concern, but maintained his focus and tried to throw the other hero closer to Machia.
Dabi set off a large blast of flames at them, burning Kamui Woods and sending him falling. “See?” He grinned.
When Midnight didn’t fall, Compress flicked out three marbles that contained large pieces of debris, decompressing them so they would hit the hero. “It is unwise to underestimate heroes,” he scolded Dabi, who pouted.
You laughed at his pout. “Awh, pretty boy, are you pouting?” You teased. He glared at you halfheartedly.
Machia laughed excitedly as he kept running, but suddenly lunged to a stop, sinking into the ground—everyone made varying sounds of surprise as you were launched into the air. You pulled Boo into your lap, holding her close to your chest to protect her. You grunted in pain as you landed again, pain shooting up your spine. Toga looked to see what was happening, her expression unreadable.
“It’s U.A.! Why are so many of them here?” Compress leaned over the side.
One of the kids—the one with the lightning Quirk, you remembered—attached several metal discs to Machia. Compress shot off marbles from his prosthetic, decompressing them to hit the kid with debris. “He nearly had us—that’s the child who sucked up the electric attack at the villa! Unfortunately, now I’ve depleted my stock of seeds.”
As the rest of the U.A. kids lunged for Machia, he blew out air with the force of gale winds. At the same time, Dabi unleashed a wave of fire, using Machia’s breath to spread the flames. Smoke billowed off of his arm, much to your dismay.
“Is your arm okay?” Toga asked quietly, cradling Nugget close to her chest.
Dabi looked at it, unconcerned and smiling slightly. “A Quirk that turns morale into physical energy. Another that renders him to pain. And a whole bunch more… all of these Quirks help him last on the battlefield. It’s just like Ujiko told us… this guy really is our guardian.”
Your brow furrowed and you placed your hand on his arm, healing whatever damage had been inflicted on his body by his Quirk. “Careful, pretty boy,” you murmured. “Don’t go acting all reckless now.”
“Consider us even after what you did at the villa,” Dabi shot back, albeit not meanly. You laughed nervously.
Machia struggled to get up, falling back down as something under the ground exploded. Spinner snickered, “This guy’s a pro at digging underground! Might even be faster that way…”
Compress shook his head. “That would surely kill us.”
“Ah.”
“He was likely ordered to bring us along, and since he’s being held back because of us, he might actually be at a disadvantage right now.”
You frowned at that. You clenched your jaw as Mt. Lady tried to pry Machia’s mouth open while one of the U.A. students tried to throw something into his mouth. The student seemed to panic and failed to throw the object—her lapse in concentration giving Machia the chance to rip Mt. Lady off. He gently caught everybody on his back as he stood up, setting you in the ridges on his back. “The gnats… are down. Hold on tight, comrades.”
“I am… Red Riot! And no one behind me… is gonna bleed!” One of the U.A. students—the one with the hardening Quirk—was climbing up Machia’s arm.
“Gnat.” Machia turned his head, glaring at the boy. The student tried to throw an object identical to what the last student had, but Toga threw a knife at it, shattering the glass. The boy pulled out a second jar and threw it into Machia’s mouth, who crushed it by accident. As more heroes began to swarm, Machia snarled. “So many gnats…”
Your eyes widened as Machia’s fingers transformed into mole-like claws and began to rip into the heroes, throwing them out of his path as he continued his path out of the mountain and into the city below. “Jeez. That’s some serious destruction.”
Skeptic’s fingers tapped away on his laptop keyboard. “I got a visual on Shigaraki Tomura with a camera. He’s fighting Endeavor!”
“Shigaraki’s fighting Endeavor?” Dabi leaned against one of the ridges and looked at him. “That’s good! Get ready.”
“To do what?” Skeptic’s eyebrows furrowed.
Dabi beamed. “To destroy this fake hero society, of course.”
“Are you fine with this, Toga?” Compress turned to Toga. She hummed. “I know you’ve been scanning for them. Those U.A. scamps you love so much! They’re heroes too.”
“...” Toga’s expression darkened. “Where do they draw the line? If heroes are supposed to save people… then was Jin-kun not considered a person…? Will they kill me too?” She turned and walked to you, gently placing Nugget back into the backpack and zipping it up again. “That’s what I want to ask Izuku-chan and Ochaco-chan. Depending on their answer… I’ll be fine.”
Your heart ached. Poor girl.
“Heroes incoming,” Skeptic warned.
You watched silently as Compress noticed the U.A. kids and Toga harassed him for her gear, which he handed over. Concern was blatantly obvious on your face as Toga started to run off. Please be careful, Himiko. I know we can’t stop you, but please… be careful.
“—ay something, Y/N!” You snapped back to attention when Compress said your name. “You too, Dabi! Don’t just stand there grinning!”
“Uhhh… who cares?” Dabi drawled, then glared at Skeptic. “Hey. Stop spying on random crap and hurry up! Unless you wanna get burned?”
“Toga,” Spinner spoke up. “I know we’re just a gang of strays who happened to find each other, but you’re not the only one feeling messed up over Twice. The League was the only place he felt he could belong. And the boss probably wants us to stick together. I know that doing as we please is the villain way… but you’d better come back to us.”
You nodded, looking Toga in the eyes. “Come back safe, Himiko, you hear me?” You gave her a smile. “Nugget would miss you terribly if you didn’t—and so would the rest of us. So you be safe, got it?”
Toga smiled brightly in return before running off, disappearing into the crowd. You looked at Dabi as you all closed in on Shigaraki’s location. “You got everything in order, pretty boy?”
“Sure as hell do.” Dabi grinned at you.
“Then let’s have fun, shall we?”
“Master! I’ve come! Your will is my command, so give me an order!” Machia looked at Shigaraki, whose body was smoking as he laid in his palm.
“Shigaraki! You’re not looking so good!” Spinner shouted, alarmed.
“He’s got a regenerative Quirk now. He’ll be okay.” You pat your friend on the shoulder, then walked over to Dabi. “Time to start the show, pretty boy.”
Dabi was practically beaming, a malicious gleam in his eyes. He pulled out his water bottle, shaking it from side to side as he stepped into view of the heroes, with you standing close by. “Ooh, there you are! You all look like ants from way up here.” He waved. “Oh?! Do I spy Shoto too? That’s perfect!”
“Dabi!” Endeavor shouted, his face screwing up in anger. You had to bite back a giggle at how beat up he was.
“Ouch… is that any way to address me…?” Dabi twisted open the bottle, dumping the water onto his head, then tossed it down. “I have a great name. Call me Touya.” At Endeavor and Shoto’s shocked expressions, Dabi laughed, “You’re that dumbstruck? Really…? I know my face ain’t exactly what it was, but I was sure my own kin would’ve figured it out. And guess what? Right now, my prerecorded life story is broadcasting nationwide and on the net! Man, I’m having a blast!!” He clapped, his grin growing ever-wider. “Sorry, where was I?
“How could I make you hurt?! How to best stomp all over your life?! I’ve been pondering all this ever since that day!” Dabi danced in excitement, mania and insanity in his voice. “I couldn’t figure out why I even existed, and every day, I’d crawl to Natsu, crying my eyes out. Not that you ever knew, right?!
“When you finally achieved success with your little puppet Shoto, I thought killing him might do the trick! But then—who would’ve guessed… you got bumped up to number one! Suddenly, I was rooting for your happiness. My blood ran cold when I thought you might bite the big one in Kyushu! Then, I led Starservant and Ending Straight to you, one after the other! You were finally number one! It’s all you ever wanted!
“But it must’ve weighed on you, right?! Or was all the praise and admiration like chicken soup for your soul?! When, at long last, you could stare your kids in the eye… didja finally start to feel the warm and fuzzy bonds of family?! You must’ve thought, ‘as long as I can face the future, I can be better!’ I can tell you’re at a loss for words, so here’s the answer!” Dabi pressed his hands to his chest, his expression wild. “The past never dies! Get it yet?! Y’reap what you sow! So let’s tango, you and me, Todoroki Enji!! Dance with your son, here in hell!!”
“No, Touya is dead. Take back that despicable lie.” Endeavor was staring, wide-eyed.
“Nope, I’m clearly alive! And that’s the despicable truth, dad!” Dabi quipped. “Because you put a whole agency together of fire and heat type Quirks, you didn’t even suspect me!”
You couldn’t help but laugh at Endeavor. “Someone’s in deniiiiallll!” You taunted in a sing-song voice, bracing your forearms on one of Machia’s ridges as you leaned over, grinning down at Dabi’s brother and father. You turned your head to the side as you heard Spinner and Compress talking.
“Dabi never spoke a word of this…” Compress took his mask off.
Spinner glowered as he held Shigaraki. “He kept it hidden from us… but you knew, Y/N? What’s up with that?” At that, you gave him a sheepish smile. He shook his head, looking down at Shigaraki. You turned your attention back to Dabi as he started speaking again.
“Don’t believe me? I’m happy to donate some blood or a hunk of skin. Go ahead—get a DNA test. Not that it matters, since the test I ran has already gone public.”
Skeptic looked up, smug. “Perfectly spliced and edited, even on the fly. Bow down to my skills.”
Dabi glanced at him. “Thanks to you and your camera for that prime footage. No reason not to use what we got, right?” He looked back at Endeavor, smirking. “This is my present to you, Endeavor. See, I did some digging into Hawks—that filthy spy.” With an unhinged grin, he leaped off of Machia, his body igniting. “Thanks for going strong up until now, Endeavor!!”
You scowled. “Be careful, Touya!” You shouted, holding Boo close to your chest and sliding down Machia after him.
“Flashfire Fist: Prominence—” Dabi was cut off as thick threads shot out, wrapping around everybody.
“Apologies for the delay! As of today, Beast Jeanist is back on duty!!” Best Jeanist had jumped down from a dropship, landing on one of the threads.
Dabi glared, surprise on his face. “You! You’re supposed to be dead! That corpse was real!”
“You’ve overreached, and now you’re coming apart at the seams… like cheap, inferior denim!”
“Don’t you dare imply he’s inferior!” You immediately snarled, staring at the hero with hatred in your eyes. You were curled around Boo in order to protect her from getting hurt, using your body to shield her from the threads.
“So what if you’re alive…?” Dabi scoffed, rolling his eyes. He started to burn away the threads. “That doesn’t change the hard truths about my family’s past! Right, Shoto?!”
You thrashed around as Jeanist tightened the threads, letting out a shriek of pain as your arthritis flared up. You faintly heard Compress yelling your name, but you were too overwhelmed by the agony thrumming through your body. Boo started to lick at your face, whining. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Dabi’s flames raging and struggled to retain enough focus to pay attention to him. Black spots swam in your vision and you swam in and out of consciousness. At some point, you vaguely registered Dabi burning away the threads from around you and then signalling something to Compress, who activated his Quirk, compressing you both into a marble.
#dabi x reader#dabi x you#todoroki touya x reader#todoroki touya x you#touya todoroki x reader#touya todoroki x you#todoroki toya x reader#todoroki toya x you#toya todoroki x reader#toya todoroki x you#my writing#bnha fanfiction#navi: we cant fix each other#writing.txt
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You haven’t been active today and i was concerned caz i thought maybe that six form thingy made you sad or something 😭 anyways im glad ure okay and just drawing :D tell us a bit about ur ocs? :D
ACK- U WERE WORRIED?? THAT MAKES ME HAPPY BUT YEAH IM FINE NOW
anyways
im glad u asked >:)
SO! blondie in the middle is called andi. she is captain of a ship called the black beauty. she ran away from home at the age of 19. her brother died when she was 15. girl got buckets of trauma. loves her crew. was voted queen of the seas a while back. pansexual. bit of a whore but we love her
the one kissing her head is ryka. she is the princess of aeria and she joins andi's crew for a brief time bc she wants to find the heart of the ocean (theres so much more lore but its like i dont wanna give too much away). the reason she's the only one really interacting with andi properly in the drawing is bc they are endgame. shes a lesbian but was arranged to marry a man (not bc the world is homophobic, its just she hated the rest of the suitors her parents approved of)
next to ryka is lukas. he was andi's childhood friend and first love. they were together at the age of 13-14, but eventually broke up bc best if they were friends (loved each other platonically not romantically. thats why hes further away than the others). however, when andi gets with iris and aria leaves, they fall out and he eventually goes to find aria. at the timeline in the story, he is dead
laying on andi's lap is rosa. she is actually one of my favourites to write. a girlboss. an icon. she is a prostitute, but like shes knows what shes worth and wont take shit from anyone. her and andi don't love each other (hence the reason u cant see her face), but andi is like her fav client and shes andis fav whore i guess (that sounds fucked up but like they genuinely are friends and care about each other)
on the floor is syrena. shes a mermaid. and like she is completely and utterly in love with andi (they have slept together) but it is one-sided. andi cares for her as a friend, but isnt in love with her. thats why shes on the floor and looking up, showing her devotion as such, but how unrequited it is. the definition of the other woman. shes actually really sweet (despitr always suggesting to eat ryka so andi doesnt have any problems)
the one looking up at andi is aria. she wasn't friends with andi as long as lukas was, but was still a childhood friend. she met lukas through being andi's gf at the time. they went out for a few months when they were 14, but then aria said she wanted to focus on training and they broke up (andi was starting to fall in love with her but understood and was ok being friends). after andi started spiraling, she left and joined the navy for where they are from (i cant remember what i called the place and my notebook is god knows where)
then last but certainly not least is iris. she is a priestess for the deities. she got with andi just after her brother died (andi doesnt have the best coping mechanisms) she knew of this prophecy about the heart of the ocean and whilst she did care for andi, she was kind of manipulating her for the deities so this prophecy could be fulfilled. andi worshipped her. i wouldnt say it was love bc of unhealthy it was but she was obsessed. when andi ran away, they said goodbye and broke up but yeah. shes really powerful. she does care for andi and then in the future helps them find the heart and fix all the problems that come with the heart
thats all of them in the photo, soz for the long post i could go on for hours
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Alright, bored as hell in the hotel room because nobody is up-
Here's a list if Sherlock fanfics that I havent gotten around to writing:
teenlock fic: John is a transfer from Edinburgh (idk if that's a thing but it is now) to London Academy because his mom finally left his dad and they moved to london. Sherlock is known as the weird freak who hates everyone. Though in their first block class (chemistry) John sits next to Sherlock and they become friends by the end of the day. Apparently they live pretty close to each other so they meet up after school every day, and they eventually start dating.
kidlock/magic au fic: John and his family move to a cottage that their dearly departed grandmother left for them. And its next to these woods. And there's a family of cats that live there as well. long story short, John (10) meets Sherlock (8 in human years) in cat form one night and he sleeps on John's chest. John proceeds to take care of the cat until one day in the woods, a boy in a black coat appears and introduces himslef as Sherlock. Yada yada, Sherlock trusts him enough to tell him that he's the cat. Then John takes Sherlock with him to university, but when he leaves for the army, he leaves Sherlock with Mrs. H who already knows about him. Mycroft chose to stay in human form more often and he occupies his position in the government still. Until he decides to take a stroll as a cat and a particular DI picks him up and takes him home.
Piratelock au: need I say more? (also Sherlock is blackbeard and John finds the inaccurate descriptor hilarious) ((John was a british navy captain before getting captured by Sherlock))
Gardener Sherlock with next door neighbor John who is infatuated with the curly haired man
Fic where Sherlock looses a bet and has to do a drinking truth or dare game with John and Greg. But ends up confessing his nightjob during university (spoiler alert: He wad a stripper and his stage name was Midnight) idk why but this amuses me
Enemies to lovers: Serial Killer John vs. Consulting detective Sherlock. We love to hate it.
Alternate meeting: Greg insists taking Sherlock to a bar, and that night, John and his army pals are in the same bar (wearing their fatigues) everyone gets wasted and Sherlock ends up taking John to 221b and they have smexy smexy times
Soft fic: John dreams that Sherlock got mortally wounded and his last words were "I love you". Once he wakes up, its about 2-ish am and he goes to check on Sherlock. He's not asleep, but reading a book in lamplight and asks what's wrong. John simply climbs into bed with him and lays his head on Sherlock's shoulder. love confessions and no smexy times because Sherlock says "romance first then sex"
Sherlock buys a bunch of stuff over the course of a month (ice cream that John cant touch, blankets, lamps, books, dvd sets, various snacks, cocoa mix, etc) and John wonders what the consultant is procuring these things for. Then one day after work, he sees that Sherlock had set the sitting room up to be a giant pillowfort. Once John changes into pyjamas, he joins Sherlock in the middle. "Im not very good at this- but could I have a date... with you?" John doesnt reply, but he simply places a small, light kiss on Sherlock's lips.
Sherlock wears bright red high-top converse in honor of the tenth doctor and John finds it adorable
FIX IT FIC FOR TLD
Mycroft and Greg get married, Sherlock is a good brother, Greg and John have a heart to heart about the Holmes boys. Fluffy fluff that will make you cry
If anyone wants to use these or if these exist please please pleaaaase tag me or let me know. I put these out because I love them, so like, yes. I love you all and I adore every single one of you.
#bbc sherlock#john watson#sherlock holmes#johnlock#greg lestrade#Sherlock fic ideas#johnlock fic idead#fanfic ideas#mycroft holmes#aspen says things sometimes
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s2 finale liveblog
good morning sluts i am so fucking scared
hes in his meditation era
"idk a wave or something" babygirl i love you
OH THE DADDY ISSUES
STOP SAYING SIMPLE
SSHSHSKSHDJS POOR BABYGIRL HE WANTS TO BE ADOPTED SO BAD
SWEETHEART WHAT ARE YOU DOING
IS HE BEING MUTINIED FROM FISHING 😭😭😭
YEAH THEY ARE DICKS TELL EM BB
ZHENG IS FINE SHES IN THE TRAILER FUCK YOU
"britain never shall be slaves" 🫤 interesting choice of words
PETES POOR BALD HEAD 😭
JACKIE LOOKS SO SAD 😭😭
RICKY YOU BITCH MY ENEMY FUCK YOU
YOUR NOSE?? YOU FREAK
EWW YOU BITCH I HATE YOU
ZHENG!!!!!
OH GOD SHES HAVING FLASHBACKS
OH THIS IS WHERE THAT SCENE IS FROM
AUNTIE CANT BE DEAD NOO 😭😭😭
ZHENG BB GET UP PLS
STEDE!!!!
"or is it?" loser i love you
ZHENG HELL YEAH!!!!!
her fixing her pigtails 😭 shes so cute
ED POOR SWEETIE
OH. OK.
hes already added a third daddy to have issues about what an icon
YEAHHHHHHHH LETS FUCKIN GOOOOOO
SHUT UP RICKY FUCK YOU FUCK YOU
lmaooo izzy coming into "well actually 🤓☝️"
PINOCCHIO 😭😭 WE LOVE A CALLBACK
IZZY STOP WITH THE CANDLES
"the brains of this operation" 🤮🤮🤮 U RACIST BITCH
IZZY LORE???
HEY JACKIE. WHATS THAT. JACKIE
THE SOLDIERS READING THE LETTER NO NO NO NO
SOOOOOOOBS
ED READING THE ROMANTIC LETTER WHILE MURDERING THESE BITCHES 😭😭 I LOVE YOU
GNOSSIENE REMIX???
"WE WROTE OUR NAMES ON EACH OTHER" SHUT UPPPPPP
SWEET BABY
"you wrote me a lovely letter!!! 😡" why is he mad now shskdhskd
stede practically tripping over his own feet is so funny
NOW WOULD BE A GOOD TIME FOR OUR BEAUTIFUL ROMANTIC HERO TO STEP IN
YEAHHHHH
THE MUSICAL CALLBACK 😭😭😭😭
OH MY GOD ITS JUST LIKE HIS DREAM THIS IS SO FUNNY AND HEARTBREAKING AND STUPID AND LIFE SHATTERING
zheng being like "ok we need to hurry this up so you bitches can be gay" queen
THE LONG AWAITED FIGHTING TOWARDS EACH OTHER SCENE!!!!!!
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAAA
SWEETHEARTS 💕💕💕💕💕
KISSY!!!!!!!
"lifes a dick" real 😭
KISSY!!!!! THATS KISSY NUMBER FIVE NUMBER SIX IF YOU COUNT THE SECRET ONE
HE SAID IT!!!!!! HE SAID IT!!!!!!
bro hit him with the star wars reference 🫤
ZHENG 😭😭
wait has ed not met zheng??? i completely forgot
"shes super tough" "GUYSSSSS FUUUUUUUCK" i love her so much she is everything to me
"FOR LOOOOOVE" HAHAHAHA
"we need someone to pee on the shirt" hey im sorry what did i just walk into
AUNTIE!!!!!!!
"ive got plenty of blood" yeah i can see that
LMAOO THEM JUST CHILLING NEXT TO THE BODIES OF THE DEAD SOLDIERS
"oh you saw the flip ☺️" lmaooo
"i caught it 🥰" cuteeee
BABE!!!!!
"men have cost her too much" lore??? also me too bitch the fuck
"ur not a man" oh transgender? "ur soft" 🫤
"you dont do soft?? 😫" olu baby ily
izzy im scared for u pls stop taunting him
"because....." we're gay? "we're good" ok that works too
"you are a rancid syphilitic cunt 💅" iconic
"ooh theres a lot of them 🫤" stede saw his bf and forgot about strategy
OH SHIT SHE DID POISON THEM. WAIT FUCK WHO ELSE IS POISONED.
"is that us doing that" STEDE YOU DUMBASS 😭😭😭😭
wait theyre poison trained??? wtf 😭
"no!!!!! let me kill him 🥰" beautiful
bruh olu having to remind her to be nice 😭
"i am. proud. of you. 😐" so genuine 💞
ZHENG MY SWEETHEART MY SWEET GIRL
ASS SHOT?????? HELLO?????????
ok ur taking the outfits but who took the underwear too 😭😭
zheng lookin kinda 🥵🥵🥵
how are they all rocking this its a navy uniform its not supposed to look good
is frenchie wearing eyeliner hell yeah
ok yeah why did you trust ricky with that
DID. DID IZZY JUST GET SHOT. HELLO
why did olu grab that guy so intimately it looked like he was about to kiss him 😭
JIM IS JIM OK
OH GOD IZZYS ABOUT TO DIE ISNT HE. HES ABOUT TO BE WUZZY
OK AT LEAST JIM SEEMS FINE
OLU I LOVE YOU SILLY BOY
AUNTIE??????? NO NO NO
WHY IS LUCIUS RUNNING SO GAYLY 😭😭😭
izzys makeup he looks so close to death oh god
"SIT WITH ME EDDIE" FUUUUUUCK
"IM SORRY" GOD FINALLY
GOD HES FINALLY ACKNOWLEDGING IT. I CAN DIE IN PEACE. HOPEFULLY IZZY CAN TOO I GUESS
"it was us" FUCK FUXK FUCK FUXK FUCK FUUUUUCK
"i wanna go" OH MY GODDDDD
"youre my only family" "oh fuck off you twat" yeah thats the proper response 😭
"JUST BE ED" FUCKU FUXK FUCK FUXK
OH MY GOD. THE "THERE HE IS" PARALLEL. OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD.
OH MY FUCKING GOD HE FUCKIN DEAD
congratulations to con o neill for doing the most convincing dead eyes ive ever seen thats a bit terrifying
STEDE PLEEEEASE GO GET YOUR MAN DONT JUST STAND THERE
OH THEYRE BURYING HIM HES LIKE DEAD DEAD NO RISING FROM THE GRAVE FOR HIM
ROACH GIVING THE MIDDLE FINGER SHSKDHSKF
"he was a fucking nightmare what a guy" spitting straight facts
"i think wed be good together. kick a lotta ass" hell yeah wlw mlm solidarity
oh shit rickys still alive i forgot 😭
"shes said enough" HAHAHAHAHA
WEDDING WEDDING WEDDING WEDING YES YES YES YES
fang are u ok
ED........ THOSE EYES........
MATEYS!!!!!!!!!!
ok fang is not ok pls get this boy some therapy
"or kiss or something" 😭
CUTIES!!!!!!!! HUSBANDS!!!!!! MATEYS!!!!!!! CUTIES!!!!!!!!!
NINA SIMONE HELL YEA
WAIT IS FRENCHIE FIRST MATE FOR REAL NOW
OH SHIT JACKIES HERE TOO. FOUND FAMILY UNION!!!!
sugarballs????? 😭😭😭
WAIT ED AND STEDE STAYED BEHIND OH FUCK
INNKEEPERS!!!!!!!
OH MY GODDDDDDD
BUTTONS??????
frenchie skinny legend
wait who pissed on the towel
WHAT ARE THEY GONNA DO FOR S3 IF THEYRE BEHIND THO. LIKE IM HAPPY FOR THEM BUT WHAT ABOUT S3
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Jasper / Lapis swap (AU)
Since I’m not planning on making a fic, I thought I’d post some of my ideas:
War (Lapis):
Lapis was caught up in the middle of the war (like canon) but instead of being dissipated she joined the fight.
During the war higher officers took note of the fact that she was much stronger than the average Lapis, and post war assigned her to non-terraforming jobs.
War (Jasper):
There had been a tracking device planted on the back of Jasper’s gem after she was dissipated in battle one day- they did this because she seemed to be the most promising of her unit and wanted to test out the technology (which they later abandoned after era 1 ended).
Jasper was dissipated by a fusion during the war & put in the mirror - her gem wasn’t cracked during the retreat, but Pearl still put the mirror in her gem.
Mirror (Jasper):
Jasper reforming unknowingly set off the tracking device, making her gem traceable - Yellow Diamond ordered Peridot to go check it out since she already had Earth based missions, and asked Blue Diamond if she could assign Lapis to her Peridot - since Earth is mostly water, Lapis seemed like a good escort.
Jasper tries to attack Steven after he releases her from the mirror, but she collapses onto the beach before the Crystal Gems see that.
The Crystal Gems try to capture her but she spins off into the ocean (her eyes are still reflective like mirrors).
She figured she could hide until her strength came back, but doesn’t stray far from the temple - thinks it would be a good tactical advantage to observe them.
Hand ship:
When the ship lands on the beach, Jasper thinks Homeworld has returned to rescue her so that she can serve The Authority again- so she runs onto the beach.
Lapis think’s Jasper being happy to return to Homeworld is an act, and dissipates her with a Gem Destabiliser before using it on Garnet.
Lapis removed the tracking device when Jasper was inside her Gem. Jasper wasn’t happy to find herself reforming in a prison cell
Reforming fixed Jasper’s eyes - they were no longer permanently reflective (they can still go reflective when she zones out though).
Jasper kept trying to convince Lapis that she wasn’t a Crystal Gem, but Lapis didn’t believe her- only a handful of Crystal Gem’s managed to survive the war, so clearly Jasper was one of them. She tried to tell Lapis that she didn’t know Steven was Rose Quartz until she saw the shield on the beach.
Lapis says something along the lines of “Do you really think you would be believed back on Homeworld? You somehow scared tracking for thousands of years, and you were found with your Crystal Gems. You’re going to be interrogated and then Blue Diamond will shatter you!”
Jasper is okay with being shattered at the hands of a Diamond if that’s what they viewed as just, but she refused to accept shattering for being a traitor when she wasn’t one- she hated the Crystal Gems more than she hated Earth.
Beach / fusion:
Lapis’s gem cracks on impact from the ship hitting the beach- but like in canon, she is still in control over her form and part of her powers.
They can’t return to Homeworld because of the busted ship. Lapis cant fly back because of her cracked gem, so she proposes fusion to Jasper, telling her it’s the opportunity to prove she’s not a traitor.
Jasper agrees to fuse without hesitation.
Lapis evaluated Jasper as the strongest Crystal Gem and think’s she acts as the leader, so she believes if she takes her out of the picture (by fusing with her and keeping her bound to her underwater for months) then Peridot would be able to eliminate the rest of the Crystal Gems.
She thinks she is keeping herself safe, and protecting Homeworld from the Crystal Gems by holding Jasper prisoner.
The whole time they’re fused, Jasper tries to convince Lapis that she’s not a Crystal Gem- while they can feel each other’s emotions, Lapis isn’t sure if Jasper is lying or not. She can’t take the risk.
Post fusion (Lapis):
Lapis is swept up into the water (because of the cluster-earthquakes) after unfusing. She stays there because it’s where she feels strongest with a cracked gem.
She rounds up the corrupted gems to fight for her bc the crack makes her vulnerable.
Steven heals her after she fuses with a corrupted gem, but it only heals the crack not the corruption.
Post fusion (Jasper):
Jasper is taken back to the barn - she’s angry when she reforms. Talk’s about how the Crystal Gems are traitors and that they should all be ashamed of themselves. She wants to run off but she still feels weak after fusion.
Jasper argues with Peridot over why she would ever become a traitor. Probably calls her defective (because of her height).
The baseball ep results in more broken bats / a ball explodes. (Jasper wears a bandanna over her face like a mask). The Rubies are asking for Lapis, since she was the leader of the Earth Mission - Jasper stay’s silent because one of the Rubies also asks Peridot where the traitorous Quartz they were tasked with retrieving was.
Jasper struggles to be around Garnet and flinches when she sees the others fuse- but she doesn’t say anything to let the others know.
Eventually Jasper tolerates Peridot because Peridot is more than happy to tell her all about what she missed over the years back on Homeworld. Jasper has a lot of questions, and doesn’t mind when Peridot gets off topic because she’s still leaning about Era 2.
While spending a little more time with the Crystal Gems, Jasper slowly learns to see the Earth from a different perspective, but still struggled with her inner conflicts- she still hates Earth and the Crystal Gems, and doesn’t want to betray her Diamond by falling victim to their propaganda.
One day while they were having an argument over everything, Jasper screams at Steven about him shattering Pink Diamond, before she runs away from the barn and makes her lil cave in the woods for a while (same as in SUF).
Jasper lets the others visit her once they find her - she acts like she hates it but she hates the silence. She accepts that Steven isn’t Rose, but he is Rose’s son so she still doesn’t want to see him. Peridot visits more often than the others.
Jasper naps a lot, and is a heavy sleeper (she doesn’t breathe when she sleeps, so no snoring). Sometimes her ‘naps’ last a few days.
She eventually returns to the barn (she stayed in her lil territory before the Rubies return and doesn’t come back to the barn until after Navy steals the ship again- she never knew the ship was there).
Jasper makes friends with Peridot- they mostly tolerate each other. Jasper doesn’t talk much, but she always listens to Peridot when she speaks.
Jasper is pretty calm until the others are around, but she doesn’t try to attack them- she’s mainly just tired. Sometimes makes snarky remarks about how they’re all traitors.
After the PD/ Rose reveal, she goes back to the barn to be alone. She doesn’t go to Garnet’s wedding, and sleeps instead.
She sleeps through the entire Diamond ordeal, (idk how they won without Lapis, but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ it happens somehow)
Steven asks Bismuth to go to Jasper to tell her that they’re leaving - she replies with “who’s Jasper?” Greg shows her where the barn is.
Bismuth and Jasper become friends pretty quickly, and Jasper helps Bismuth rebuild the house & goes with Peridot and Bismuth to Homeworld (knowing PD was Rose, Jasper would rather fight alongside the Gems who Rose cared about than alongside the Authority)
Post CYM (Lapis):
Lapis returns to Homeworld to try to get over her fear of Blue Diamond, before deciding to live on a liberated Gem colony that she had never visited before, and try to put the past behind her.
She makes a few friends, and generally tries to stay away from conflict- she’s oh so sick of conflict.
Post CYM (Jasper):
Jasper helps Bismuth build Little Homeworld, and lives there. She doesn’t teach any classes, but she does take them (she still struggles to love Earth, but she no longer has to worry about being a traitor).
Jasper doesn’t label herself as a Crystal Gem, but she hangs out with Bismuth and Peridot a lot, and doesn’t get mad at comments like “we Crystal Gems” etc. that clump her together with them.
Jasper reconnects with the other Earth Quartzes, and makes friends with some Corrupted Quartzes too - she plays beach volleyball with them.
If I ever draw things from these ideas, I will edit this post with a link to the drawing like this.
#lapis / jasper swap#steven universe#steven universe au#jasper steven universe#lapis lazuli steven universe#long post
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Happier (4) | T.H.
Summary: Y/N & Tom speak to each other for the first time in 3 weeks! Tom is in talks of doing a new movie. Lots of yelling, painful pictures being sent. Harrison and Harry go on a trip. Does Kate finally tell the truth to Y/N?
A/N: Hmmm....seems like Natalie & Matt is everyone’s favorite/hated suspects. More theories lets hear em!!!
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8
Sanctuary
Its a word often used to protect those within a troubling world. For some it’s a church, a home, sometimes a family and friend. For Y/N and Tom, sanctuaray was no where to be found. Three weeks it’s been since the world felt like it collapsed on Y/N and Tom. Three weeks of feeling left in a troubling space that they could not get out of...until now. As soon as they heard each other’s voices on the phone, it gave them a moment of relief, but only for a moment.
“So...how are you?” Tom asks nervously. He wanted to pick his words out carefully in hopes that he wouldn’t upset her.
“Im okay.” Y/N responds quietly as she looks back at her phone. No message yet, maybe she was in the clear and that gave her a small boost of confidence. It was going to be okay. “How about you?” She asks back, not really sure how to carry the conversation. In any case, how does one continue talking to an ex without making it awkward? Let alone how does one talk to someone without the fear of being blackmailed.
“Yeah Im great...really great.” Tom lies and chuckles nervously.
Y/N could tell by the tone of his voice how nervous he was. A habit she always found to be adorable for him. Y/N rolled her eyes with a slight smile before she questions him in a serious tone “Why did you call Tom?”
Tom closes his eyes, letting out a stressed sigh. “I miss you Y/N and I dont care what you say or what you said to me that night, but this wasn’t supposed to happen.”
“I miss you too but things happen beyond our control, Tom. Sometimes it just can’t be helped.” Y/N responds nonchalantely, staring at her phone again. No messages still.
“Thats a load of bullshit and you know it. We were supposed to get through anything. Fuck the rumors fuck everything! This isn’t like you Y/N!” Tom vents out every feeling and thought he had since she left. “You say you miss me but then what are we doing? Why are we continuing to hurt ourselves like this?”
Y/N shakes her head, knowing deep down the reason why but could never say. Not unless she wanted to ruin his dream. She could never. “It’s not that simple.” She croaked.
“We would have found a way to get through it, but you gave up so easily. I know for a fact my Y/N never gave up without a fight.”
Y/N looks again at her phone, and no messages were to be found. Maybe she could tell him, and they wouldnt know, but Y/N knew better. Somewhere out there there was someone always watching her every move. “I cant do this right now. Goodbye Tom.” Y/N hangs up as she continues to cry herself to sleep. So much for sanctuary.
Its the morning after, and as Y/N heads downstairs, she hears soft laughter and conversations echoing through the halls. For a second it almost sounded like Tom’s, and she hurried toward the room only to be disappointed. In the living room was Matt and Kate as they made small talk awaiting for Y/N’s arrival.
“Y/N! You’re awake!” Kate exclaims as she gets up from the seat to give her a hug. “Look who decided to drop by!”
Matt looked up at Y/N and gives her a shy smile and wave. He’s dressed in his navy blue LBI shirt and cream colored shorts. It was typical high school Matt...nothing had changed with him.
“Yes I see that....I’m sorry did we have plans and I forgot?” Y/N asked confused.
“No actually uh I invited him over because I knew you wanted to catch up with him after last week..so I pulled some strings.” Kate whispers.
“You..what?” Y/N asked annoyed, her eyes glaring and her brows furrowed. If there was one thing Y/N hated it was blind dates. She had stressed that over and over throughout the years that she hated it, especially with people she used to have romantic feelings for. The keyword..USED.
“Cmon Y/N. Remember this was the time for you to move on and forget. Plus you wouldn’t want to send him away after he came here just to see you!” Kate tries her best to sell it, she had to...there’s wasnt really a choice.
Y/N looked back at Matt and groaned silently to her best friend. “Fine I’ll go, but this is the last blind date you’re ever setting me up on AND you’re doing the dishes.” She emphasized as she got ready and grabbed her purse.
To say Y/N was surprised was an understatment. For sure, she had a feeling this was going to be awkward in so many ways like any other first dates, but this...wasn’t too bad. Though she realized it wasn’t a date this was just two old friends catching up from the past.
She learned a lot about him and how his younger brother Steven was working on becoming an engineer and how his little sister Emily was also grown up and working towards becoming a physical therapist. As for Matt, he was working in the city too as an accountant for a finance firm. While they continued to eat their lunch at Chelsea’s Market, she couldn’t help but make the comparisons.
Matt didn’t dress up like Tom, didnt make her laugh like Tom does, didnt make her blush the way Tom does, didnt smile like Tom, and when he touched her hand...she didnt feel the goosebumps the way Tom would. It was clear. He wasn’t Tom and could never be Tom.
The date came to a close, but Y/N hadn’t really gathered much from it since she was so focused on Tom. Every word Matt had said to her barely made it through. She’d be lying if she didnt say the date was okay but she’d be lying even more if she had said she’d enjoy it.
She looked into his blue eyes as he looked into hers. Matt tried to lean forward to give her a kiss, but Y/N moved away. She couldnt. Not when Tom was still present in her thoughts and her mind. “Im sorry...I just got out of a serious relationship and well —” Y/N whispers feeling guilt in her heart.
“No no. It’s fine really. Maybe I was too forward with this and I had no idea....I’m sorry.” Matt laughs, feeling heavily disappointed. “I’ll uhh I’ll see you around?” Y/N nods as she waves him goodbye.
The next day, Tom wakes up in his bed still praying that this whole phase was just a nightmare he’s still having trouble waking up from. Today was not that day. He got up and dressed appropiately knowing that today would be a meeting for his upcoming project. He had forgotten all about it especially with everything going on. When he arrived and entered the room with Harrison, Natalie also appeared sitting in one of the chairs with a smile and coffee on hand.
“Jesus you’re like everywhere now.” Harrison speaks out taking the seat across from her, while Tom takes the seat next to Harrison.
“Well I mean I do live with you guys temporarily until my flat gets fixed, and I did get cast in the same movie as Tom.” She laughs pointing out the obvious.
Tom looked up, his eye wide open and brows raised. He completely forgot the fact that she was going to be playing his love interest for the film. He tried to recall if he had told Y/N about it before and if maybe that’s why she was also mad. Maybe if he told her now, that would make her feel better? Tom was lost in his thoughts he didnt hear the other publicists in the room calling out to him. “Tom are you listening?”
Harrison quickly hits his best friend to wake him up from his thoughts. “Huh? Uh..no sorry.” Tom confesses, looking down at the table.
The publicists, both roll their eyes in annoyance. “We’re telling you that you need to do a lot of PR for this movie in order to boost the sales, and recoginition for both you and Natalie. This means..you’re going to have to pretend you’re in a relationship for some time.”
Tom and Harrison are now fully attentive and furious. “What?! Im not doing PR for this. That is low for the both of us. We shouldnt have to fake a relationship to get our work across” Tom yells out fury burning in his brown eyes.
“I know Tom, but no one watches it for the films nowadays it’s about the image, and right now we’re trying to help both of yours and Natalie’s. You’ve been looking liek a depressed bloke this past month and Natalie is trying to get some exposure in the business.” The publicists expalin. “Harrison, help us out here.”
“Look mate, Im just his assistant. It’s up to Tom if he wants to do this or not.” Harrison speaks out as he points to his best friend. He faces Tom and whispers, “You don’t have to do this mate, there are other projects out there.”
Tom nods, as he looks at the room of people. He closes his eyes, but all he could see was Y/N. Deep down, Tom knew he couldnt do this to her. “I..I don’t think I can do this.”
Natalie and the publicists’ eyes shot up in fear, unhappy with the response given. They knew there was only one thing they could do now. “Ah I understand. It’s because of a girl isn’t?” Natalie’s publicist speaks out. Tom looks at her and then down at the table, as he slowly nods his head. “Yes well Natalie’s told me all about her. Seems like a bright girl, but believe Tom she doesn’t love you as much as you thought she did.”
Tom’s eyes dart towards the publicist as his eyes continue to stare down in anger. He was angry, pissed off that they could ever make that assumption. “Fuck you! You don’t know anything!” His tone set in anger.
“Oh..but we do. See you think Y/N is remaining as faithful as you after a breakup, but why is she already out with another guy.” The publicist continues. She hands her phone to Tom as he swipes through the pictures of Y/N and Matt’s date. He saw Y/N smile at Matt, laugh with him, and touch his shoulder. Yet, the one picture that broke him the most was the one where Matt almost kissed Y/N. While Tom didn’t know the backstory, he could very well imagine how it went. Everything in him shattered, and his eyes started to well up.
“Mate..there’s gotta be an explanation for all of this. Y/N wouldn’t move on from you that quickly. You know her..she wouldn’t. This is all rubbish.” Harrison tried to reason to his heartbroken best friend. For once, he couldn’t rule out Natalie. She didn’t blackmail Y/N, someone else did.
“Fine. I’ll do it.” Tom grumbles as he gets up and walks away.
The world was quiet for the next two days, and it almost seemed like a break from all of it. Back in the New York, Y/N was minding her own business in the apartment with Kate, when she got a text message.
Unknown
Answer the next phone call. ❤️
Y/N’s phone rings and it’s Tom. Her hands are shaking, afraid of what was going to happen. “Y/N.” Tom says shortly, tone filled with disappointment.
“Tom” Y/N replies, her voice shaking.
This wasn’t sanctuary anymore. This was hell.
“Tell me it’s not true.” Tom speaks out, needing to hear the truth. “Did you go out with another guy?”
Y/N hesistated for a moment, unsure of what to say. She could either lie or tell the truth but it didnt matter at this point she was fucked either way. “Yes.” She breathes out. “But — ”
“It’s not what I think? Right?” His tone getting louder. “So it’s okay for you to judge me with Natalie, but not okay for me to judge you with some bloke you’re with?”
“Matt is my friend and I had no choice in that matter!” Y/N yells out, unhappy with how Tom was confronting her.
“Did he threaten you?”
Y/N hesitated for a moment, not him but someone was threatening her. “No.”
“Then you did have a choice.”
As soon as Y/N was going to speak, she got a new message. This time it was a picture from Unknown. One of Tom and Natalie getting cozy as they walked out of a building. Natalie was smiling and Tom had his arms wrapped around her shoulder. “Yeah, guess you made yours too with Natalie.”
Tom was in shock, did she know about the him and Natalie. “Y/N it’s not what you —”
“What? What I think? Yeah that makes two of us, but you want to make assumptions? Fine. You look like you already moved on yourself, but moving on with a girl you know I can’t stand...that’s an all time low for you.” Y/N hangs up and throws her phone across the room. Kate quickly comes to comfort her best friend.
“He...he moved on.” She sobbed quietly in Kate’s arms.
“I know...it’s going to be okay.” Kate whispers. Tears started to also fall on Kate’s eyes as she saw how much pain her best friend was in. She looked at her phone and quickly deleted the pictures she had taken of Y/N and Matt. “Im so sorry. I..have to tell you something.”
Y/N had fallen fast asleep, exhausted from crying. Just when Kate was ready to tell the truth...the door rang.
“Kate!” Harrison and Harry said spoke out in relief as they hugged her.
“Hey..what are you guys doing here?” She asked surprised but also relieved.
Harrison and Harry looked at each. “We want to help find out the truth.”
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This fic is based on a request I got ages ago, that was sent by @queenselana and hopefully it’s something that fills in the need.
SUMMARY: You were offered to Santino as a gift from your family that wanted to repair their relationship with the D’Antonios. After you two got married you absolutely loathed him, but one day when you walk into the conference room in the middle of a meeting he does something that changes your opinion on him.
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You had been busy the whole day, managing the books for his club, filling up the orders for whatever was needed and by the time you were done, it was late to your standards. You knew Santino would kill you if he caught you still working so you decided to pack up and tell him that you were on your way to the home side of his large mansion.
You knocked on the door to the meeting room and walked in without waiting to be told to come in, you didn’t know if it was out of force of habit or that your mind was in a universe of its own. You opened the door as you were fixing the buttons of your coat and immediately regretted it.
“Santino I- nevermind,” you spoke as you turned back around to leave, a group of men stared at you as you turned. You cursed yourself as you forgot Santino had a meeting with his associates today.
“Bella, come in” you heard Santino speak in his usual stern voice. You slowly turned back around, your cheeks tinted a light shade of pink.
“I’m sorry Santino, I completely forgot-”
“Come here” Santino cut you off, and tilted his head, signalling for you to cross the group of men and walk towards the front of the table where he sat. The room was silent as you walked up, the only noise that filled the room was the clicking of your heels on the marble floor.
He patted his thigh when you stood next to him, a proud smirk on his face as he watched his men look anywhere except at you. He liked showing you off and when you sat yourself down, he whispered in your ear, “I’ll only be a few minutes, bella, then I’ll take you home.”
He had one of his hands holding your waist to ensure you didn’t fall while the other cradled a cigarette. “Right where were we?” He asked, addressing the room and continuing on with the meeting as normal.
The meeting continued smoothly for a few moments and you eventually found yourself enjoying learning about this side of the business, although your heart dropped when you heard a snide comment slip out of a new member’s mouth.
“I thought whores weren’t allowed in meetings, Santino?” The man grinned, his grin morphing into a frown when nobody else laughed along with his comment. You felt Santino tense from beside you, his grip on your waist tightening, enough to possibly leave a slight mark, but not enough to hurt.
“What?” He asked, a look of pure hatred planted on his face as he narrowed his eyes at the younger man, “What the fuck did you just said?”
“No whores? Isn’t that your number one rule?” He defended as he crossed his arms against his chest and slouched down into his chair. Santino scoffed at the man, you saw him quickly clench his fist from the corner of your eye.
“Santino it’s fine, just a simple mistake” you whispered in attempt to defuse the situation.
“It’s not ok, I’m not going to tolerate you being disrespected right in front of me, especially by one of my own men” He shot back, his eyes never leaving the poor man who knew he had fucked up.
“Tutte fuori!” He demanded, “except you” he shouted, pointing his finger at the young associate, “no, faremo una piccola chiacchierata.”
Santino then turned to look at you, a softer look in his blue eyes as he whispered, “wait in the living room, it’ll only be a moment” then he gave your forehead a little kiss and waited until you had closed the door to speak again. You could hear the shouts coming from him as you walked along the corridor and you were certain you even heard the smashing of glass at one moment.
It was when the building became silent that you began to worry. You were just about to check up on Santino and the boy when you heard a knock on the door. You opened it to find the young man stood there, his head bent downwards and his hat between his hands.
“I am sincerely sorry about how I called you a few moments ago, you didn’t deserve that, I’m sure you’re a lovely lady and… well… I’m sorry.”
“And?” You heard Santino speak from behind him.
“And I’m an asshole.”
“Good, ora vaffanculo, cazzo!” Santino demanded and the man quickly walked away while your husband walked into the living room, his hands immediately going to your waist.
“You didn’t have to make it such a big deal, you know” you giggled, placing your hands on his shoulders as you looked up at him.
“Of course I did” he shot back, his lips turning up in a slight smile. You laughed at his words and gave him a quick kiss.
“Thank you” you whispered once you pulled apart.
Santino then pulled you into him and bit your lip, slipping his tongue into your mouth and kissing you in the most passionate way he could. You walked backwards slowly until your legs hit the back of your table and Santino lifted you up onto it, standing between your legs, his hands now resting on your thighs.
He moved his mouth to your neck where he placed a trail of kisses from your jaw down to the base of your neck. He squeezed your thigh before resting his forehead against yours.
“You’re all that matters to me.”
“Santi…” it was the first time you called him that and he looked at you with the softest look in his eyes you’ve ever seen. You gently cupped his large face in your hands and rested your forehead against his neck, “Baby, I know I’m not the best wife in the world, nor the one you deserve-”
“No, principessa, no” he cut you off by placing his fingers under your chin and gently lifting it up, so you could look at him, “you’re everything I need. I know you hated me at first… you loathed my presence, but for me… you were like the heavy rain after a muggy day… like the first rays of spring sun that warms the whole world. I needed you more than you thought.”
“Santi, my dear…” you breathed out and he blinked away the tears that formed in his eyes, “Santi your hand is shaking.”
“I’m still pissed off” he cackled and took a step away from you, “how could he even thought about saying that out loud?”
“Dear, it’s alright…”
“No! No it’s not! He called you una puttana! Nessuno chiamerà mia moglie così!” Santino shouted and you just took a deep breath before reaching out for his hand and pulling him closer again.
“Santino…” you murmured his name under your breath as he sprawled out his hand on your thighs.
“You, principessa” he said with this dark chuckle, as you felt felt a pair of wet lips nudge against your left lobe, with the warmth of a pink tongue tracing its contours… Making you lose all the control you had, “you belong to me.”
Santino has turned your head and was literally leaving a trail of wet saliva on your cheek as he hungrily devoured your lips, smearing that deep red lipstick all over your mouth as he turned your head towards his. You felt your cunt clench when he managed to unbutton your lavender blazer and insert a hand inside of it, revealing that you had no bra underneath as he freely tweaked a nipple that was growing hard against the hard fabric of your light violet blouse with his thumb and index finger.
Moaning inside his mouth, you managed to free your torso from his other hand affixed to your shoulder as you violently tugged at that navy blue tie. Pulling at the necktie, you managed to tighten it and almost choke him, as he violently yanked his head away from yours, separating his lips from your red-smeared mouth.
“Show me who the boss is, Santino” you growled at him as he flashed that mobster type evil grin at you…
Only for him to snake his free hand up your hair to tug at your perfectly made bun, destroying your hairstyle as he tangled his fingers around your locks… Managing to pull your head back he hovered his lips dangerously over yours, his mouth ghosting over your lips as he spoke, the tips brushing seductively as he sent vibrations down your body.
“I’ll show you who’s the boss” he said in that deep baritone Italian accent that shook you to the core.
He suddenly flipped you around and shoved you on the mahogany table, pressing your stomach flat on the surface. You hear the unbuckling of a belt as you heard your heart thumping in your ears as he violently kicked your shoes apart – wedging those expensive Loubotins from each other as he pressed that throbbing erection at your now exposed black-satin panties that came into contact with his slender fingers as he began to massage the spot where your clit should be issuing this long haunting moan from you as you closed your eyes.
“And all this time you claimed you were disgusted of me” he growled as you grit your teeth upon his mischievous digits slowly tracing the wetness of your slit, only to halfway part your panties aside - allowing him to brush the pad of his fingers on your moist cunt, “It seems like you love me doing disgusting things to you… no?”
You gritted your teeth as you felt his other hand push you flatter on the desk, as you felt his weight rest over you, “Just fuck me, darling” you gasped.
You felt your entire body shudder as he roughly nudged the head of his cock against your folds with his two fingers parting the entrance of your cunt, allowing him to slowly enter you as you found yourself struggling violently against him. But the more you thrashed your ass against his hand, the more you gritted your teeth and dug your nails, almost making marks in the expensive desk, the more he slowly eased himself into you, the wetter and aroused you become, squabbling under him as he eased his nerves and focused on fucking you.
As his every move and every inch pushed into you heightened your senses, and reminded you forcefully of the girth that he has and how much his length managed to stretched your aching pussy.
And mind you, Santino is very endowed than most men. And you knew this personally.
“C-cazzo” he hissed as he fought your retaliations, the way you tried to pull him out with jerking your hips, only for his strong hands to push you back down and his nails to dig into your hips as he slowly entered you with your slickness against his making this wet sound every time you moved against him, “Baby you’re so tight…”
You could only answer with a moan when he finally sheathed his entire length within you, causing you to heighten the loudness of your moan the moment the head of his cock hit your entrance.
And then stillness.
The only sound you can hear was the pace of your breathing and the way he panted in rhyme with the beating of his heart and that was when you began to feel his cock throbbing against your walls…
“Ohhhh!”
You began to struggle against him as he held you still by the hips, weighing down your thrashing as he rutted inside of you, the hardness of his cock causing your walls to clench around it again, eliciting this breathless moan that escaped both of your lungs as you both began to lose control…
“Fuck!” Santino growled as he began to pull out in a swift mode, only to slam back forcefully into you, causing you to wince and grit your teeth with every quick movement that involved his naked thighs slamming against your ass, causing your cheeks to bounce against his skin.
“C-cazzo” His voice suddenly sounded so melodious, strained by his anticipation, and fogged up by sex, “You… feel… so… fucking… good, principessa…” he iterated against your moans with each word accentuated by his thrusts, as he pushed his hips repeatedly against your ass, thrusting that bulging cock inside your swollen folds repeatedly as if there was no tomorrow.
In fact, if any of those newly-gained contacts that were still roaming the halls of the mansion dared to peek between the almost-closed doors of the living room, the sight they would see would be two pairs of feet pressed against the edge of a table with both hips attached to another, grinding against each other, with a hand snaked around a waist… with the string of underwear pulled down and wrapped around a slender thigh whose expensive pencil cut skirt was bunched up the waist.
And that would be enough of reason for Santino to shoot them causing another war between most of the mob families in the country.
Not to mention the mahogany room table that was beginning to shake in unison with your movements.
And with this thought, you began to shudder.
It didn’t help how your panties weren’t fully parted, with a bit of fabric snug against your folds, with your clitoral hood covered by the laced edge, biting through the skin and heightening your sexual sensations with every movement of Santino’s hips…
And to fan the flame he noticed this specific detail, as he deviously wet his finger and slowly lowered it in between your legs rubbing your clit furiously, with the textured fabric brushing hard against your bundle of nerves.
“FUCK!” You cry out as you felt your inner thighs quiver, “S-Santi… I’m gonna come!”
It wasn’t long till Santino let out this guttural groan as you closed your eyes and opened your mouth - a soundless cry escaping your lips as your juices squirted from your cunt, drenching your black underwear and staining the man’s fingers pressed against your clit.
Overcome by this sensation of your cunt clenching and tightening around his throbbing cock Santino gave one sharp shove that completely pressed your bare thighs against the edge of the desk, the wood almost biting into your smooth skin as he released himself inside of you his juices mixing with your own arousal as he filled you up to the brim with his climax.
You both were stuck in that position for a while your husband’s body draped against yours, as your helpless twitching legs was covered by his own, his cock still throbbing within you, as you milked him of his juices, robbing him of a climax he’d been dreaming of ever since he watched you walked into the meeting.
Santino was the first to retract himself from you, the sensation of him pulling that half-erect cock from your swollen folds almost giving you another orgasm as he found the power to sit down on an ignored chair as he cleaned himself up.
You then found whatever was left of the strength in your legs to move away from the table and walk over to him, as he gestured for you to come over and sit in his lap.
“I’ll stain your pants…” you mumbled out, but he just smiled and scooped you into his embrace and you sat down in his lap, pressing your body closer to his, resting your face in the crook of his neck.
“I don’t care… I love you, principessa” his hand gently caressed your cheek.
“I love you too, Santino.”
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@staygoldtrash thank you for inspo
Enjoy the story line…
Okay so you're the Curtis sister and you never get dolled up or anything but your best friend is a soc and she has invited you to her pool party for her birthday! Yay! But there's one problem: you don't have a bathing suit and your friend is out of town this weekend and the party is next weekend… so you got out and get a bathing suit and your plan is to just say you're gonna go shopping for a bit and you be right back here is another problem, you don’t have a car and you still don’t know how to drive.
You wake up Saturday morning, get dressed, grab your wallet and shove it in your pocket. As you walk out you hear the sizzling bacon cooking on the stove,mickey mouse on TV and the boys fighting and rolling all over the floor and Johnny and Dally are having a cigarette on the porch.
You decide to stay for breakfast and besides the store isn't even open yet. You walk into the kitchen and you see Darry digging through the fridge and Ponyboy cooking eggs and bacon. “Good Morning guys” you say then Darry turns around and walks up to you and messes your hair up just to make u mad. You shake it off fix your hair and walk into the living room (you were gonna say hi but they were fighting on the floor so you just walked passed them) luckily you safely make it past the living room and out to the front porch where you see Johnny and Dally talking on the step still smoking a cigarette. Dally (doesnt even say good morning but ur used to it then ask you) “Where you going this early” you reply “ I just came to say good morning to you guys. Dally “then why are you dressed like your going somewhere”
Johnny quickly jumps in and says “ Good Morning” you look at Johnny and flash him a light smile and you say “good morning” back. Then you look back at Dally and say “ I'm going to the clothing store after breakfast”. “ You mean the one on the south side?” dally asks “yea”.
“Well that's good cause I needed to go there too” Dally says (your heart drops) “me too” Johnny says. “Anyways you can’t walk 20 miles across town soon enough so someone has to take you”. (while your plan was to walk ,he was right).
Then there is a second of silence “ wanna cigarette kid?” dally says jokingly “ ew, No!”. Then you hear Ponyboy yell “ Breakfast is ready” then you hear what sounded like a stampede running inside.Johnny opens the door and lets you in first. You get into the kitchen, grab your plate with bacon and eggs and plop on the couch. As you're eating Two-Bit asks “ so what's everyone doing today?” Johnny says “Well me Dally and the Curtis Sister planned on going to the Southside Clothing store”. Two-Bit “ Anyone else doing anything?”
“Going to work,” Sodapop says.
You finish breakfast, clean up your plate and your outfit and yell “ I’ll be in the car” then close the door behind you. As you sit in the car and wait, you're trying to decide what kind of bathing suit you want to try and get your thinking black, red, white , or navy blue. Then you hear the boys trample over each other trying to get out the door. Dally and Johnny get to the car and unfortunately Dally is driving. You cant drive, Johnny can but doesn't have a licence so you get Dally driving 20 over the limit and on the wrong side of the road. The engine sputters trying to start then you hear the engine roar and off you go praying you won't die before you get there.
Johnny then asks mid-way “Dally, did you grab my wallet?” Dally slams on the breaks and replies “ Damn it, I forgot mine too.” then they both look at you, “ Don't even think about it” you say “fine” Dal replies. “Well then guess we have to hang out with you, no point in looking at clothes we can’t buy”. You nearly want to cry when you hear that.
You pull up to the store, make sure you have your wallet and you walk inside. There are so many clothes. Clothes you would never even see on your side of town. As you start heading towards the womens clothing with Johnny and Dally tagging along behind you and turn around with a very serious face and say “ Don’t say one thing about anything I pick up”. Johnny shakes his head nervously, he’s never seen you so strict about anything. Dal looks at you like he is about to ask if you have a problem then he says “fine”. “ and dont bother any other people here.” you say sternly “ now your asking for too much” Dal replies. You give him death eyes. “ go on and do your thing”.As you begin walking toward the bathing suit you can feel Dally wanting to open his mouth and say something that would make you want to slap him in the face. You see and red and white striped bikini thats super cute then a black and white polka dot catched your eye you go through them finding your size. Then a navy blue criss cross back bathing suit top with a white bottom grabs your attention. You look up for signs directing you to the fitting room. You gaze at the store and “ah ha” you say once you spot it. You start walking to the fitting rooms and you say “ now you two go wander around somewhere else while I go try these on.” you say. “ Alright, alright.Let's just walk with you so we know where to meet back up.” You get there, find a room and tell the boys to walk away. You make sure they leave before you walk into the fitting room.
You put the first one on and walk out to see how you look in the mirror then you hear a whistle from behind you it Dal. You turn around and before you have the chance to run up to him and rip his head off he says “ you look good in polka dots” your anger fades away quickly. Johnny nods in agreement, still not talking since you told him not to earlier. “really ?” you say Dal leans against the wall and nods his head. Then you go back into the fitting room and try the red and white striped one on. You open the door and walk out Johnny raises his hand as if he were still in school asking his teacher a question. “ yes, you can speak now Johnny” “ok good” Johnny replies. “ The red really brings out the anger in you” Dal says sarcastically “shush up” you tell Dal jokingly. “One more” you tell them as you walk off and back to the fitting room. You put on the last one and walk out saying “what do you think?” Johnny blushes a bit. “ Can I be honest” Dal says slyly “fine. What you got?” you reply with a bit of a sadden voice. “ I think you look hot” Johnny looks at Dal with eyes opened a bit wide. “I think you got the hots for me Dal” you reply in a laughing tone.”maybe” he replies. “Don't tell Darry, If not I won't be here tomorrow.” You go back to change back into your original outfit and grab the navy blue criss cross back with the white bottom and leave the other 2 in the fitting room.
You walk towards the front and notice you bathing suit is only $15 and you brought $50 so you give the rest to the boys and say “go get yourself something” Dal grabs it and runs with Johnny chasing after him acting like little kids in a candy store.
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Is it just me or does anyone want to see a crossover between That 70s Show and the ranch. Like honestly I REALLY shkp Jackie and Rooster, I mean how can I not they would make the cutest couple. Imagine this, after season 8 Jackie breaks up with Fez, gets the hell out of point place and goes on a road trip to find something better, something new. Along the way she realised that she's basically broke and finds a small town named garrison. She arrives there at 6am and finds a bar named Maggie's with a help wanted sign, she goes in, walks up to the lady behind the bar and says... "Hey, look I'm just going to be blunt and say I'm normally not caught dead in places like these, but I'm really desperate and need a job and the sign outside says you need my help, so is there a manager I can talk to or something"Jackie said in a somewhat rushed and desperate voice.
The lady looks somewhat offended but also a little amused by Jackie's desperate tone, she didn't look like someone who was strapped for cash, in fact she look really young around 19 or 20. She had, her raven hair curled perfectly,her make-up done to a tee and she was certainly dressed to impress, in nee length leather boots, blue jeans tucked underneath and a clearly expensive red off the shoulder, only slightly baggy sweater and all of this to accommodated by a very pretty face with doll like features, she had big mismatched eyes one brown,one blue, full pouty lips, high cheeks bones but you could see that the girl was hurting underneath her innocent eyes. So the woman looked her up and down, raised her eyebrow, smirked and said....
"What in the hell makes you think ANYONE is gonna hire you with that attitude. Also do you even have the qualifications to work at a bar." The lady said in a thick southern accent. She looked to be in her late 50s or early 60s, her brown hair was short and curly and she had brown eyes and thin lips. She had on a pair of black Jean's, a denim shirt jacket and lilac tee-shrit that hung loosely around her body. In all honesty she looked a little bit like a hippie but she also didn't look like the type to take shit from anyone.
" Oh please" Jackie said offended, as she thought who wouldn't want to hire her."Firstly it's a bar, what 'qualifications' could I possibly need to-
"ok I'm gonna stop you right there" The woman said interrupting Jackie." I think we've been gotten a bit off track here and I'm on the verge of kicking your ass out of here. So I would like to know your name before I do that." She said very falsely sweet voice.
Jackie was taken aback, she was always so used to the 'customer is always right' motto. When she worked in the salon, the motto was practically engraved in to her mind. Her mother had also taught her to expect no less from employees or any kind of staff for that matter because their "basically our servants Jackie, we just dont have to pay them" her mother always said, to say that warped her young mind on how to treat people equally would be a understatement.
Her eyes widened a bit as she stammered out her reply, still a little caught off guard by the woman's bluntness" O-oh umm I'm Jackie, Jackie Burkhart" Jackie said confidently" And I'm sorry if I came on a little strong there, i just haven't gotten the hang of this 'job thing' yet. So what's your name." Jackie asked curiously.
The woman eyed Jackie curiously before giving her an answer.
"Maggie Bennett, and I am the owner of this bar".
After this exchange the two women quickly became acquainted with each other but cant help but be a little stand-offish. Jackie had learned that Maggie has been the owner of the bar for over 20 year which blow blew her mind but also that she was going through some martial issues and had two grown sons. Maggie had found out that Jackie was on something of a self discovery journey (something that Maggie envied) because of troubles back home. She had also learned that Jackie came from money and didn't have alot of job experience. This had helped Maggie in her decision in wether or not to hire Jackie but finally came to a conclusion......
"well kid your only 21, have had just three short job experiences and are pretty clueless when it comes to any manual labour other than fixing a car surprisingly." Maggie said in a toneless voice, which only made Jackie even more nervous. She knew she wasn't that experience but what she lack for in that she gained in determination.
Jackie looked at Maggie visibly worried now, even though she tried to calm her self down, she was afraid that Maggie was going to laugh her out of the building.
"Well...... you've got the job!" Maggie exclaimed happily but before she could anything else out, she had an arm full of Jackie Burkhart squealing happily and hugging the life out of her.
"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!!" Jackie squealed gleefully and surprisingly she was really(excuse the language) fucking excited about this job. Because to her this will be her first job out in the real world, and yes you could argue that the cheese palace, the salon and working for that god awful woman who's name shall not be spoken (purely because I forget it), as real jobs but Jackie didn't because they were in that small town, that small town that took everything she loved, that small town that had been suffocating up until she left...she fucking hated that small town.
So she was excited about this new opportunity, this new chance to make something of her self to use her experience out in the rea-" wait, I have very little experience in these types of things, you even said it yourself self! why are you even hiring me". Jackie said curiously and a little self consciously, that was something was new to her.
"Well a number of reasons first one would probably be because you know how to make some pretty complicated drinks" That's right, Jackie remember telling her that she knew how to make alot of different drinks, not only from years of watching her own mother make 'special smoothies' but also from watching Mrs Forman make all different drinks." And well..... I'm low on staff and as long as you promise to not drink any of the alcohol, you can work here." Maggie said a little sheepish.
"Oh ok, well then I promise not to disappoint you and you dont have to worry about me drinking on the job, I'm more of a smoker than a drinker" Jackie said reassuringly"So when do I start."
"Right now" Maggie said "But its only 8AM dont bars usually open at like 6 or 7" Jackie asked confusingly.
"Oh honey not in this town, alcohol is kinda the only thing they have" Maggie said in a tone that was meant to sound jokingly, but something told Jackie that she was serious.
So for the next few hours Jackie worked as a bartender. She met all kinds of different people including some of the regulars. But it wasn't until 6PM when Jackie met the rest of the Bennett family.
Jackie had looked up from her place at the bar and saw three men walk in. The first one being an old man who looked to be in his 70s he full head of white hair and a white moustache, a khaki green button-up shirt and a pair of blue jeans with muddy boots. He had remained her of Mr Forman on account of him having a natural scowl on his face. The second man was tall and build, his face was very sculpted with refined features such as a builded jaw line, he had brown hair and a backwards red cap on, a blue and red check shirt with a grey shirt underneath, black jeans and a pair of muddy uggs that he could NOT pull off. He remained her of Kelso due to the goofy look on his face and the build of his body. The third man had her doing a double take, he looked so much like steven it was almost if he was right there. He had a full head of curly hair (although alot more tame than Stevens) and a bushy beard with squirted blue eyes, he had a light brown leather jacket with a red shirt on, navy blue jeans , with a pair of muddy cowboy boots? Seriously did these men not have any sense of fashion.
"Seriously I cant even shut a truck door right" the second man said flabbergasted. "I'm sure you could why you choose not to is beyond me" the first man replied patronisingly.
Judging by the tone of the conversation Jackie could only assume they were having a fight and honestly the old man reminded her so much of Red Forman that she was waiting for a 'Dumbass' or a 'foot up the ass' comment. Also both men had thick southern accent to them, like Maggie so she assumed they were from around here.
That was when the steven look alike spoke up." Hey, I'm gonna hit the bar. But in case you guys run out of things to fight about.." He paused as if he were about to reveal something important."Colt's Jean's cost 85 bucks" He said as he took his leave. His voice sounded almost like Steven's just older and had a southern accent to it.
As Jackie seen him approaching the bar she turned around and pretended to not have been ease dropping on their conversation.
I will post an update here and on fanfiction.net, hoped everyone liked it.
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more theories?
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I’ve been doing some extensive reading on the show, everyone has a theory and you’ll find one on every site. My brain is currently mushy and I noticed a lot of people foresee a sad ending...I think this is just a copping mechanism, if we imagine a sad ending then we can all be so much happier when we are surprised with a happy ending.
here is a list of questions that remain unanswered.
1.Time travel and how?
we have 4 episodes left and we just got the confirmation on the time travel but still no idea how it is done.. I don’t think lee gon is the only person who can do it despite him being the genius.. I reckon his uncle can also do it ...because then how can we explain the next question
2. How and why does lee lim have 5 umbrellas?
we saw this on episode 12 when he was entering what seems to be some sort of home? storage? no idea what it is but you know the place I am referring to. He has 5 of the same umbrellas and that explains how he was able to leave the one at the fish shop and still move around without it. We have been shown the umbrellas from the top view which shows that it’s still the same side of the flute.. so I dont think he cut it.. unless he did and therefore has multiple portals to travel through but sheesh thats kind of intense... Suppose he is geting these umbrellas from himself.. If he has been doing some form of time travelling or getting visits from himself from a different time and collecting the same umbrella over and over for whatever reason... or he is also reliving a sort of eternity and each time he has failed to get the flute whole.
3. the loop?
is everything happening on repeat.. I think possibly but as you have seem in other shows.. when there is a loop then prepare for a sad story. but that would explain the title of the show.
4.Did lee gon save his younger self?
a lot of people still think that it was shin jae or jo yeong.. I can’t say that it wasn’t but I can say that I really do think that lee gon saves himself, with the help of someone else. I watched episode one again just now and at some point it looks like no yeong then it looks like shin jae!!! Send help I’m glitching
remember the 5 people that JTE wrote down for him on his phone.. she put JES number, KSJ, MN, and the number for the taekwondo center then her number. Said these people would help him no matter what.. I dont know how nari would help but I guess we will see, I reckon him and shin jae will work together, they would make a powerful combination.
We already got the proof that lee gon time travelled when he went to give her flowers...and we know he was from the future because the suit is still being done.
5. is lee gon onto something we arent?
i am taking this from the way he always talks in general and the things he says.. it might all be random to him but its getting a bit too random. I mean frst it was him talking about being stuck in eternity and always finding his way to her, then the talk on whether or not he has dated before and how for him she is the only woman, then him starting up the conversation of washing rice for some woman wearing his navy uniform then him talking wearing that suit at a glamorous moment like giving her flowers and I swear I was like wtf!!!!! glamorous moment I was thinking more like a wedding or proposal not you giving her flowers! no, its cute but no.
he always talks like he is onto something, i think those might be the side effects of him traveling through time. Like as he said that he travelled through frozen moments in time then we can assume he’s been going back to the past and coming back to the future to check if he has managed to fix whatever has happened.
6.who the hell is kang shin jae, whats his importance and who is head court lady noh and whats her importance and can my brain stop hurting
I had that little theory on shin jae and it still hasnt been confirmed yet then I had that random assumption on lady noh.. lets ignore that, may episode 13 please answer these questions, I am losing it here trying to piece it all together with missing clues.
7. what happens if the flute is brought back together?
we dont have a damn clue. do you reckon if one last time they go back to the past and save the flute and get it whole.. would everything be restored to the way it was.
so basically lets say that lee gon does go back to the past and manages to get the flute from his uncle and so the doors would never have been opened and him and JTE would never have happened. and would all those memories be erased?
their love cant just end there... if he gets the flute in the present day, will it magically bring itself together and become one piece and close the door?
if we go back to episode one and we see lee lim being questioned in what seems to be ROK with a form from KOC....wtf...the king said that he wanted his uncle captured in KOC so that he could be beheaded as a traitor but then later realised that his uncle is supposed to be dead in KOC so that would cause so much conflict and he’d need to explain a lot to the people so they now have to capture him in ROK and deal with him according to that law, which might explain the start of episode one. ( who knew that the first episode would cause so many questions to rise?)
(To be continued)
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Wainlock + Zane Space Pirate AU
So quick alternate universe idea thing. Thank you @jakobslock and @majimalordofthenight for being there to go along with it.
So, Wainlock and Zane Flynt. Just hold with me for a bit.
Like. okay straight from our group chat with minor clean ups.
ZANE THE SPACE PIRATE A LA TREASURE PLANET.
He wants to swindle a bunch of rich folks but he ends up falling in love with the wealthy man and his explorer employee.
Zane with an open chest from half his buttons being undone. But also the idea that he's sailing a ship IN FUCKING SPACE. Don't forget the hot as hell coat he wears along with a sword an actual sword. Wainwright is being nice to his crew, actually listens to the lower status cabin boys. Sleeps with the crew. Has a few stories to tell. He's paying them all handsomely, even pays one of the cargo runners double for him to run and grab a crate of apples. "Pocket the change, I don't want any money back from you."
And Zane starts to get a sick feeling in his belly when he revises his plan to not only ask for triple what he would normally get for something like this into the oasis regions. But the idea that he is going to kidnap and ransomed the pair out as soon as they find the temple of Oular [News flash all these odd names are made up]. the treasure of millions.
And Alistair is equally as nice with the crew. Helps out in the galley and actual pulls his weight when he's done all he can to get their heading correct among the stars. Actual hands off a trick or two to the cook on how to best cut vegetables.
Alistair manages to help fix a tear in the secondary sail that had been there for months. "Sometimes we don't have the time or the funds to fix what is deemed unnecessary. However. Not much is needed for this. A simple bone needle and some strong fishing line will work temporarily."
"How temporary?" And it's one of the deck hands that speak up.
"Five maybe six months if it's good wire and the storms aren't too rough with this girl." and Alistair pats the mast before he follows the most capable of deck hands up.
They hook into the mast netting to keep from falling and Alistair walks him through it. Doesn't take over. Waits for the pirate to get his frustrations out before walking the man through it.
"And tie a good strong knot into each thread through. It strengthens each stitch and helps it hold closed even if one of them snaps. This can be applied to clothing too. Especially a favourite shirt. Like the one I’m wearing." And Alistair just scoots his vest open slightly to show off the stitching job he had done the year before on it.
Wainwright and Alistair are dining with the crew out on the deck, under the stars as they sail through what could be comet dust. Wainwright brings the wheel-man and the on duty sail turner their supper and eats with them a little. It shows that he respects the crew.
"Lord Flynt. Or would you prefer I call you Pirate Lord Flynt." Wainwright watches Zane tense up as they talk in his quarters. "It's been nearly a month so I feel like dropping the mask is either going to get me killed or thrown overboard. Or a better option. However. I know you aren't some navy man, half your crew is on wanted posters in some ports. But I feel that I am as good as safe with this crew. You picked a good lot for your ship. All of them." Wainwright waits for Zane's reaction but only gets a one eyed glare. "Very well. Alistair and myself have known since we hired you to take us to the Oasis galaxy. We want to share with you the fame that is going to come from finding this place. I don't want my name on any part of it. I don't care for fame like my daddy did. I just want the histories of the universe to be known."
And Zane is stunned. absolutely stunned. hes quiet as Wainwright explains that he wanted the Flynt crew to be the ones to sail them. "You've sailed through the pull of a black hole and past a double belt of asteroids. I know that you ad your crew alone can fly safely into the area of the Oasis that is notorious for it's gas storms."
Wainwright smiles softly. "Pirate or naval admiral or whatever. you are the best of the best when it comes to danger and I for one, respect that. I've paid off the rulers in both the Terra Nova galaxy and the Terra Afer sector [real names but they don’t exist]. You are all free men in those parts. I have read quite a bit on you and your crew Mr. Flynt. I admire your perseverance in the ways of travel. I don't with to be bait or simply diced into pieces. I want to share in what is knowledgeable. I have a lot of money I never asked for. Which means I have a lot of funds for you and your crew should you prove to me that I will not become some plaything once we find this temple. I have an idea as to what pirates do Mr. Flynt. I have a few scars from the first time I was aboard a ship as fine as this."
And Zane is left gaping at Wainwright as the man heads out of the captain's cabin. That little rich shit took all the wind from Zane's sails and instead anchored the idea that he isn't his daddy at all.
Zane being fucking confused. But then he calls in his first mate, sits the man down. "Gabriel, these two are not to be harmed. They know who we are. What we've done. And yet- they came aboard willingly. This Jakobs, he knows everything and yet hes paying us what a regular naval vessel would make. Hes got everyone's names, not as threats but as people. All of us, and hes paying us as if we were the navy. These are not prisoners or problems. These two men are my personal guests now. Keep treating them like crew, as they have treated us like equals."
"Good. I'd have hated to hurt Sir Hammerlock after he taught me how to play the whole Instringus [made up lol] symphony play-set on my fiddle. Even though he cant play it himself." And Gabriel twiddled his fingers slowly, looking down at his clawed fingers in slight sympathy. "I think they've taught us more than we could ask for, captain, something's we didn't even know ourselves."
"I agree boyo, Barnes is even learning how to read from Hammerlock's personal diaries. I have never met anyone who would do that if they truly didn't mean the best." Zane sighs through his nose. "This changes things."
Zane looks at the parchment that he and another pirate lord had signed the week after Zane had found out he was taking a pair of rich men onto his ship to go discovery some whatchamacallit.
but now he can't deliver on that promise as Wainwright and Alistair are no longer targets but allies.
It takes him a second to realize he fucked up more than royally as Captain 'Handsome' Jack won't take no.
he is indeed a dumb of ass and needs to get both Wainwright and Alistair back into his quarters.
Zane panicking when they reach the outer edge of the Oasis galaxy. This is A) one of if not the most dangerous Galaxy if one doesn't know how to navigate it. Zane and Gabriel do. B) Captain Jack is set to meet them at the outer edge where Oasis meets Nobilis which is where they ended up heading to due to Wainwright wanting to stop near Haberst Forture the city planet to settle debts that some of the crew had accumulated. and C) both Alistair and Zane know that Jack's ship looks like THAT
So as Wainwright Stays on deck he can see Hyperion son John La Paige or now known as Handsome Jack with a scar in the shape of a cracked star on his cheek. Wainwright can feel his stomach drop as this kid was one of his friends' son. "Do- you know this bastard?"
"Yeah- I know him. I used to be his uncle when it was much simpler times. His Grandfather and my daddy were thick as thieves. then one day. poof, John La Paige was gone. His father said he had run away. I had suspicions that John had been taken at age 14 and this is where he ended up." Wainwright sighed. "He was a brat back then. I suppose now he doesn't take kindly to not gettin’ his way."
And it's not long before Handsome Jack is boarding The Sentinel. Wainwright knows that he can't go willingly. Can't make it that easy or Jack will do something else. Alistair is hidden under the loose boards under Zane's bed. It's a thick enough space for an average human and Alistair thanked all his stars he wasn't claustrophobic. Wainwright never put Alistair on the manifest for the crew. Zane never knew that Alistair was going to be the explorer coming with them. Jack probably doesn't know that Alistair is on the ship. But it's better that Wainwright makes sure the love of his life is safe.
"Well Well. Well. Uncle Wain in the flesh. Ahhh, it's so good to see you after all this time."
"John. I wish I could say the same about you."
And it's minutes of dancing around each other before Wainwright makes a reach for his gun, gets instead a knock to his chest from Jack's fist, then a swift kick and a series of blows to his ribs and back. Jack yelling about how he was abandoned and taken. How Flynt had delivered him like a nice little package. And Wainwright played into it. looked at Flynt as if the man had been playing him. Looked at the crew like they had betrayed him.
Gabriel had caught on the fastest had already taken the special compass Alistair had been using. "I take it you never figured out that Hammerlock didn't really stay on Port Leio. But he did have a nice compass. Embossed with gold and- proposal rubies. You really thought he had decided to stay there? Please. Anyone who has heard of Temple Oular can't resist going there themselves. Too bad Hammerlock couldn't stomach it."
Wainwright played his horror up as much as he could. Screamed himself hoarse. Yelled till he was blue in the face. and Went after Zane in a show to kill him but Jack's men grabbed him first. Jack then handed over what could only be described as a solid gold small chest filled with what is known as tear drop stars. Specially compacted star dust into the form of imperfect tear drop shapes that are worth millions each. "I feel like I'm short a couple."
"You know how fragile those little shits are. Besides, No navigator."
Zane gave a glare to Gabriel that felt real. And they all hoped it had been bought by Jack and his men. Zane knew it was when Jack took his time departing, he had done deals with the man in the past. the Pirate king himself. So for Jack to take his time meant he was happy with their exchange. Zane even used his detector to see if anything was off about the chest. "She's true boys!" And even as the deck erupted in cheers at a success Zane could feel his stomach sink as Jack's ship disembarked and started to sail into the Oasis.
They waited until Jack's ship was out of range before Barnes went and retrieved Hammerlock. "We have a plan that should he be taken- well it's messy business but he has a specific- uh- thing in his blind eye. Because he can't use it he decided that he should put it to some use. there is a tracker in it should he be kidnapped or killed. He thought that it would be useful in times such as this. However it is a few decades old but it has been serviced. If the specifications are right- and he is sure it was- then it should go undetected as it uses infrared signals and not x-waves. Virtually undetectable unless scanned for specifically with a certain code."
"And what is this code?"
"An 8 character long pass-code that has absolutely no significance to anyone. maybe on luck but it was randomly generated." Alistair smiles. "Unless he's dead, of which I don't think John- er- Handsome Jack will kill him until he has everything that Wainwright has. that includes the family vault."
NOW. Imagine Zane fitting Alistair with a set of pirate clothing that makes Alistair look like a badass and hot as hell. "I'm not sure about the torn sleeve of this coat."
"It's just the elbow mate, nothing to worry about. It shows off that metal arm of yours." And that is coming from one of the riggers as he helps cut the coat sleeve specifically to show off the robotic arm.
Alistair comes from below decks, looking like a prime rib steak of a pirate. and Zane looks the explorer up and down, feels himself heat up to the roots of his hair. "Well, I'll be. You can clean up nicely for a navigator."
"Oh please. I hardly pull this off. The coat feels garish and the pants- well they aren't as fitted as I'm used to."
"That's the point Sir Hammerlock. Easy access and movability are the name of the pirate game. The layers thereafter are for status. And you my de- you look the part of a pirate lord. Off to save your fiancee."
"How did you boys find out?"
Zane snorts along with a couple chuckles from those milling about the deck. "Anyone with eyes can see the love you two hold. Even I can see it and I only have the one good one."
"Your second one is also useful."
Zane pauses. "Aye, it is. I take it you know echo tech."
"Know about it? Zane Flynt I made the echo eye mark one and four. You are wearing my design. But that is not my version. That is Henry's my old partner's patent." Hammerlock smirks. "That is also the bootlegged version. I can tell because you would have a dial on the one side for heat, infrared, ultraviolet, and normal. I will get you the real one once we are back in Jakobs' territory."
God and Alistair is getting worried as the Oasis system has some of the worst patches to fly near. But Zane and his own Navigator Patelli know how to cruise through the system. "I've been here too many times Alistair. I know how to pilot through the Vandert nebula”
The babe is careful during a worm hole pass by, even this far out they could get sucked in with a wrong move. "One way is the wormhole. The other is the heavy pull of Werq and her many layers of dense gaseous winds. Dont need to be crushed by gravity thank you."
And zane gets the Sentinel threaded through no problem along with the crew doing their work properly. "Ain't no navy can pilot like this." And Alistair hums appreciatively.
When they enter the "coast" or the temple whereabouts Zane takes Alistair into his cabin for the night. "I dont know what is gonna happen. All I know is once Jack has everything he wants from Mr. Jakobs, including the entry to the temple, hes going to kill him and leave his body. He has no mercy rules. I want ye to be prepared in case we're too late. I dont want to watch you crumble Sir Hammerlock, I dont think I can take watching a dear friend die like that again."
"I've known Winny for a while. If he dies- well he will be the last i will love as i do now. We have plans in place should that happen. But I wont burden any of you with my grief should it- should he be on the other side." Alistair squeezes Zanes hands in his own. "I trust and know you and your crew have done their best, even if it didnt start as such."
And Zane takes his chance then and there. Kisses Alistair quickly and roughly, gives everything he has into it. "I've come to love ye both dearly. I hope it doesn't come to death. But I'll fight as best I can to get you to your fiancee in time. Jack needs to end here and- I have nothing left for me. My crew can mourn me but Gabriel is going to take my place if I'm killed." Zane heads to his wardrobe, pulls out a long box with rich engravings on the box. "Mr. Jakobs had this made for you should you need it. Asked me to keep it hidden and safe. That's why we spent nearly a full week at Port Leio. It has the sharpest blade I've come by in a few years. And it's all yours as I think this is the right time."
When Alistair holds the sword it feels right. Perfect almost. it was made for him. He may have a rifle but this- this feels like it calls to him. "Mr. Jakobs also had one made for himself and told me to hang onto it. I have a feeling he knew what was going to happen."
"Winny did have a sort of intuition about him when it came to gambling and deals." Alistair tested the balance.
Zane huffed happily. "He has good taste." His eyes look Alistair up and down.
"I hope you're referring to the sword Mr. Flynt." Alistair teases.
"Oh- I am indeed."
It's not long before they fall asleep tucked together in Zane's bed. holding each other as the night of final rest looms over the ship. In the morning Alistair is petting through Zane's hair, his echo eye off and Alistair's fingers are tracing where it would sit. "You deserve so much Mr. Flynt. more than what was dealt to you. I wish you could see what Wainwright and I see in you. Pirating can only have so many years. And you have outlived them." Zane lets himself drift as he listens to Alistair's whispers. he's not meant to hear them as they are far too intimate for what Zane should want.
And Zane knows that it may very well be his last day. he's going to give his all in order to save Wainwright and kill the dreaded pirate king Captain Handsome Jack.
[WARNING: GORE]
And lets be real it'll look like At Worlds End from Pirates of the Caribbean. All fighting and yelling and anger but also love and trust and Zane comes through canon smoke and plunges his sword, the one Wainwright asked him to hold onto, right into Jack's chest, but that doesn't mean Jack didn't turn to see who was yelling. And Jack's sword pushes through Zane's ribs at high force as Zane kills Jack through the heart.
Jack is sprawled on the deck, dead and bleeding. while Zane is kneeling over him, hanging onto the hilt of his sword so he doesn't slip any farther down the blade of Jack's upright sword in his own chest. It's hard to breath. he can feel himself slipping. he's heaving actually. trying to get as much atmosphere as he can. And as he starts to fall down a little more onto the blade he looks over at Alistair and Wainwright on the star dusty deck of the Hyperion Master. Zane can see that they're okay now. He's done his job. He tries to smile but he can't, he can't feel much either. And he can see that it's his own blood soaking the front of Jack's clothes, that he's dying. He can hear his name being yelled in slow motion almost as he slips the last little bit where his body is fully kneeling.
What he doesn't know is it's Wainwright calling out to him, racing over to him. Alistair quickly next to as they watch him give up.
It's been three months of space travel. three months of getting to know each other. and three months of falling in love with each other. And the pair watch as Zane leaves them. "He knew it was coming my dear." Alistair is holding Wainwright in his embrace, they both have blood and goo and what ever else all over them. Alistair can feel in his bones the path Zane had forged was over. He watched the little red light on Zane's echo eye fade out.
However
The temple of Oular is in the Oasis galaxy, the galaxy known for it's mysterious magics.
Star dust, cosmic radiation, some mumbo jumbo bullshit everyone thought was fake.
Nope, all real.
[GORE OVER]
The Emporatta lake is a glowing body of water infused with life. IE the fountain of youth perhaps. Archer and Barnes are the ones to pull Zane off the sword and cover him in the old tattered flag that they held onto from the ship. The first one they had on the main mast.
Gabriel is holding himself tight on one side from fighting but he holds himself as best he can with the crew, all a little worse for wear. Some recovering on the ship. But Zane is the only death. (Idk I don't write it)
And so they follow the tales, using the door to Jack's captain's quarters as a makeshift platform to bring Zane's shrouded body into the waters of Oular. Wainwright and Alistair hold the two other corners as they wade into the water with Barns and Archer. "On the count of three we lower the body into the healing waters. One, two, three." And slowly they let the door sink to the floor of the opalescent water. Everyone has to cover their eyes as the body emits a bright white light, green at the edges. The water ripples as a drum sound bangs loud in their ears. It thrums loud and shakes the planet before altogether it ceases. A loud screech being the final sound before the water moves and Barnes grabs at the hand searching out in the opalescent water. And Zane is floating up in the waist deep shallows gasping for breath and looking around before shakily moving so he's standing. Everything on him is gone. the door is gone. His clothes are gone. the flag is gone. He has a massive scar going from his sternum to where his upper arm touches his side. It's where the sword had cut him, where it was shredding his body as they moved him. He's naked, but whole.
"Captain Flynt?" Wainwright asks softly
"It's Zane, just Zane. never captain. That was me brother." Zane pants heavily, wiping water from his face so he can see. His eye is still a milky white from being blinded but it looks healthier. his other wounds seem cleaner, not as botched or nasty. He smiles warmly. "I never want to go to the afterlife if it meant leaving you lot. Smart feckers, all of ye."
And Wainwright and Alistair are tackling him into the waters, both of them laughing and crying because holy shit this one man is immortal, he has to be, there is no way. And Zane gets to kiss them both under the lake surface. He's laughing like it was nothing. The crew are running through the water in celebration. And Zane feels so damn good. He's happy. He's alive. And Jack is dead. Alistair and Wainwright share a kiss before taking more kisses from Zane
Oh you bet your sweet ass that they're going to get married at one point. And being a "back then" thing Zane is standing at the steering wheel as they are on the journey home. They're way away from the Oasis galaxy, halfway to the Jakobs section of the Border galaxy. And Zane is more than happy to be the one to marry Wainwright and Alistair. He's got the words written down for them so he speaks out to the crew and the pair as they stand just below the wheel deck. They're in new clothes as they're anchored back at Port Leio. And Zane watches as soon as he asks them to recite their vows. He's happy as hell to be the one to do this for them. He watches them exchange rings before he's has to clear his throat. "As Commander of this ship and Pirate lord of the Border galaxy I am pleased to pronounce you as husbands. Go ahead and kiss as you enter this new chapter of life."
Zane jokingly saying that he'd let them have his bed if he can be posted up i a nice inn at port. And Wainwright laughs. "Zane my boy, I own this port, the luxury hotel is ours for the week. Your ship is going to get repaired. We may also have a surprise for you later tonight if you'd like."
END
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we can't fix each other but we sure as hell can enable each other instead || one: an extremely determined cat
pairing: dabi x disabled!gn!reader
overview: you meet dabi pre-canon because your cat, nugget, literally won't leave the guy alone. friendship, fluff and (eventual) angst ensue.
chapter summary: nugget literally will not leave dabi alone, dabi calls him gay, you threaten to dump stolen soup on his head.
content: fluff, angst
word count: 1170 words
*previously known as "we can't fix each other (but we can heal our wounds together)"; i changed the title bc these assholes aint healin shit they're just being overall menaces
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“Oi, little mouse.” Dabi’s voice roused you from your nap. “Your fuckin’ cat got into my apartment again.”
It’d been four months since Dabi moved into the apartment complex, and Nugget fucking loved the guy—his quirk was fire-based, and he constantly ran several degrees warmer than the normal human. The little fucker was always sneaking out of the apartment to sniff out Dabi and latch onto him like a leech.
“Listen man, I’ve tried to keep him in the apartment. He’s a damn escape artist. Y’know I tried barricading the fuckin’ door? He got around it! Don’t ask me how, I’ve no fuckin’ clue!” You groaned, sitting up.
Dabi placed Nugget onto the floor, watching the little shit trot happily over to you. “Stick him in a cabinet or somethin’, I dunno.”
“I am not sticking my cat in a cabinet!”
“Is there a closet?”
“Are you calling my cat gay?”
“Could be. Never leaves me alone.” Dabi leaned against the doorframe, grinning lazily.
You snorted, shaking your head. “Insufferable, you are.”
“Yet you let me stay here,” he countered.
“I don’t think I could make you leave, my guy. You’re like… several times stronger than me. Probably.”
“Oh, I’m definitely stronger than you, little mouse.” With that and a wink, Dabi waved and walked off.
You grumbled to yourself, giving Nugget a couple pats on the head. “What am I going to do with you, hm?” You shook your head and smiled. “Clever little thing.” Nugget bumped his head up against them a couple times, then went and curled up next to Boo's side.
Two days later, Dabi showed up in your doorway again, holding Nugget out in front of him. His hair was wet from just getting out of the shower. You raised an eyebrow at him from your spot in the kitchen, looking between his bored expression and Nugget. “This is getting ridiculous. Your cat broke into my bathroom. You sure he ain't gay, little mouse? Cus he seems determined to see my—”
“Please don't say your dick. I really don't need that mental image in my head,” you cut him off, willing away the heat in your cheeks before Dabi noticed. Judging by the smirk that curled at his lips, he definitely noticed.
“You sure about that, little mouse?” He drawled, setting Nugget down and stepping closer to you. You laughed nervously, your face growing warmer.
“Don't flatter yourself, pretty boy.” Fuck. Definitely didn't mean to say that.
“Pretty boy, huh?” Dabi huffed out a laugh. He fixed his gaze on you. You shrugged a little helplessly. “You really are an odd one, little mouse.” He turned on his heel and headed out the doorway with a wave. “I'll see you around.”
Once you were certain Dabi was out of earshot, you groaned loudly. “Fuck. I really need to think before I speak.” You looked at Nugget and sighed, shaking your head. “Why can't you just stay in the apartment like Boo does? You're gonna be the death of me, Nug.” The little bastard just purred, wrapping himself around your leg a few times before going and curling up in a sunny spot.
You shook your head again, then turned and searched through your cabinets for some food. “...shit. Okay. I'm out of food. Guess I gotta go find some. Fuck.” You ground your teeth together and turned back to Boo and Nugget.
“Alright, you two. I have to go out. Nugget,” you pointed your finger at the circle of fur, “you better stay here. Boo, keep an eye on your brother. I don't think I can see Dabi again today without spontaneously combusting. Of all the people who had to find this place, it had to be a pretty boy with an attractive personality.” You ran a hand over your face and grabbed your cane and backpack, heading out the doorway.
As soon as you were gone, Nugget got up from his spot on the floor and trotted right out. Boo did absolutely nothing to stop him. Oh well.
You came back a few hours past sunset to find Dabi sitting on your mattress with Nugget in his lap. He had his head tilted back, seeming to be asleep.
“Oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me.”
“Came by to hand him off and saw you weren't here, thought I'd stick around to make sure ya got back from wherever in one piece,” Dabi mumbled drowsily, patting Nugget's head once before dropping his hand back down.
You raised an eyebrow, walking to your kitchen and setting your backpack down. “Worried about me, pretty boy?” You asked teasingly as you began to retrieve the food you stole, deciding to keep the nickname for him. Dug my grave, might as well lie in it.
Dabi cracked an eye open, watching you pull out a water bottle and take a drink from it. “Your company ain't half bad, doll. I'd hate to see your pretty face all banged up.” He snickered when you choked on your sip of water.
“Doll—?” You sputtered, thumping a fist against your chest. Dabi had the most shit-eating grin you had ever seen curling at his lips and pulling at his staples.
“Yep.” His grin grew wider at your surprised expression, laughter rumbling out of his chest. You stared at him.
“You're also going to be the death of me. You and Nugget are going to put me in an early grave. Boo's the only one on my side here.”
“Awh, don’t be like that, little mouse,” Dabi said, closing his eyes again. “I wouldn’t let anythin’ happen to you.” He sounded like he was falling asleep.
You chose to ignore that last part, instead focusing on the fact that he was falling asleep on your mattress. “Hey, don’t go falling asleep on my bed! I have to sleep there!”
The man faked a loud, obnoxious snore.
“Dabi!” You abandoned your task of putting away the stolen food, glaring at him. You narrowed your eyes when he didn’t respond. “Pretty boy, if you don’t move off my mattress, I will dump canned soup on your head.”
“Harsh, doll.” Dabi relocated Nugget from his lap, grinning at your scowl. “Lucky for you, I don’t want soup in my hair.” He got up and stretched his arms above his head. You made a point to ignore the fact his shirt rode up and showed some of his stomach.
“Yeah, yeah.” You rolled your eyes, then eyed the canned soup. “You got food in your apartment? I’ve got enough to last a couple of days, and you look awfully bony, pretty boy.”
Dabi seemed to hesitate, before nodding and swiping two cans off the counter. “I guess the least you can do after your cat keeps tormenting me is give me some shitty canned soup.”
“Nugget does not torment you,” you laughed. “Now go, before I take my shitty canned soup back.”
“You would never,” Dabi shot back, heading out the door. “Later, little mouse.”
#dabi x reader#dabi x you#todoroki touya x reader#todoroki touya x you#touya todoroki x reader#touya todoroki x you#todoroki toya x reader#todoroki toya x you#toya todoroki x reader#toya todoroki x you#my writing#bnha fanfiction#navi: we cant fix each other#writing.txt
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After the Blazing Fire Dies: the 2019 Reylo Fanfiction Anthology Gift Fic Master Post Part Two
The After the Blazing Fire Dies Collection on AO3 | Gift Fic Masterpost Part One | Treats Masterpost
Home by Anonymous for methusalahoneysuckle
What does it mean to forgive a parent? What does it take to let go of a rage that feels so righteous?
Or,
How finding love for Ben Solo meant confronting his past, and finally learning to let go.
eight nights into forever by Anonymous for MissCoppelia
Rey has never had a family, has never known what it truly feels like to have a home. Then she meets Ben Solo, ten years her elder and entirely too handsome, he seems to be as taken with her as she is with him. A year into their romance he invites her to spend Hanukkah with his family in the United States and Rey, for the first time in her life, is faced with family...
...and a steamy night spent in Ben's childhood bedroom.
An avalanche of hopes and dreams. by Anonymous for MizuPhoenix
Rey sets off to find an ancient artifact, that might help the Resistance obtain victory and peace.
But when Rey gets lost in a blizzard, and finds that Kylo Ren is once again right on her tracks, she rushes off into a cave.
They end up caught inside, and need to find a way not to kill each other long enough to survive their current situation.
Will they be able to pull it off?
Asleep now, and silent by Anonymous for monsterleadmehome
Rey Nolan takes Intro to Automotive Repair course at Coruscant Community College from Han Solo, intending to learn how to fix cars, and gains a pair of surrogate parents instead. Only trouble is, Han and Leia's son, Ben, is as hot as he is infuriating. And he makes her feel so uncomfortable, makes her want things she cant entirely put into words. But he always seems so cold to her, so rude. It's clear as day what he thinks of her, and it isn't favorable, so her crush simmers in silence. When the Organa-Solos invite Rey up for a winter getaway to their family's cabin, she doesn't realize Ben is coming, too. What's worse than having to spend six hours in a car with your crush, who hates you? Getting snowed in with him, that's what.
Signed, Future Kylo by Anonymous for Nervoustouch
It was just supposed to be some low-key spying, but once Rey realized that she could leave things for Kylo through the Force bond, how could she let the opportunity to let out her inner prankster go?
What she didn’t expect, though, was that he would confront her about it.
Smiles and Shoulders by Anonymous for NewerConstellations
"Rey had just turned to head back to her desk, water bottle in hand, when she saw Ben Solo walk in. Just who she wanted to run into after an unpleasant morning of being poked and prodded by her gynecologist.
Ben Solo was part of the First Order team that had come along when Resistance Games recently merged with First Order Entertainment. He was made project manager of the combined Quality Assurance team, Rey’s department, which meant he helped document and assign the bugs that made up each QA tester’s workflow. He was grouchy, and he usually sent important bugs last minute or just horribly documented, making everything harder for the team, especially during sprints. Over the three months they’ve been working together, she’d called Ben out on his terrible practices repeatedly, and each time he’d just challenge her to get the work done or steal his job.
Which is why it surprised her now when she saw Ben give her a quick once over and his cheeks turned red..."
The Ways We Choose to Survive by Anonymous for Noppoh
"What's happening to me?"
Part of his heart sinks. Part of it sparks something closer to alive. "You're a vampire now," he says. "I'm sorry."
Give and Take by Anonymous for OccasionallyCreative
Kylo Ren,
Ben--
he knew not what his name ought to be now, at the end of everything safe and known--felt the familiar, tell-tale sting of newly conjured tears as he stared into his dysmorphic reflection shining up at him from a set of golden dice. His father’s dice. He shuddered a gasp, ignoring how his tears now trickled from the corners of his eyes, dripping into the crevasses of his face.
Degrees and Galaxies by Anonymous for okaypianist
Ben could think of numerous other things he would rather be doing than spending an afternoon working on a paper. That all changes when he bumps into Rey. Maybe spending the day at the coffee shop isn't the worst way to spend his time.
we decided not to kill the wolves (we wanted to be wolves) by Anonymous for PalenDrome
A pack of wolves lives in the woods to the north of Raddus and as winter looms, they have their eyes set on Leia Organa’s stronghold. Rey may be new to Raddus, but she’s not about to do nothing while it may be in danger. And besides, Poe must be exaggerating about wolves the size of bears. She’s not afraid of monsters.
Why? by Anonymous for Pawprinter
A glance across a battlefield.
(won't you) whisper soft and slow by Anonymous for perperuna
ben solo (phd) is a physics professor at university of chandrila. rey jakkuson is an archivist specializing in historical documents from the 20th century who works at the university's library. they have no reason to run into each other ever-- except that rey is the head archivist for a project with letters from the vietnam war, including letters between anakin skywalker and padmé amidala.
Wrong by Anonymous for persimonne
Despite negotiating with the Resistance so that he can marry Rey the second she sets foot on-board his ship, Kylo is reluctant to have sex with her. It may have something to do with the writhing protuberance between his legs, but that's just a guess.
you pierce my soul by Anonymous for pillar_of_salt
It was not common knowledge, held only in the closest confidence by his most intimate associates, that Ben Organa-Solo’s heart had been captured by a Royal Navy captain as thoroughly as she captured and conveyed enemy vessels. However, despite his age and desire to be wed, he allowed himself to be persuaded against the match, for his dearly beloved mother was uncertain as to the young lady’s youth and her son’s proclivities for shouting matches and dueling.
Handcuffed in the Honeymoon Suite by Anonymous for platalet
Ben and Rey are caught breaking into the office of a notorious crime boss on Canto Bight. The boss decides to teach them a lesson in an unorthodox way.
A Smuggler and a Jedi by Anonymous for politicalmamaduck
Can you truly run away from destiny? Ben Solo thought he could after quitting the Jedi academy to get into the smuggling business with his father. However, when a lucrative job offer takes them deep into the territory of the Chiss in wild space, Ben must admit that his connection to the Force is not something he can keep running away from. When Ben comes face-to-face with Rey, a mysterious woman who had been appearing in his dreams, he must make a difficult choice.
The Moments that Belong to Us by Anonymous for PoliticalPadmé
the regency fic no one asked for.
Little Things by Anonymous for punkeraa
Ben is a freelance graphic designer who works out of his basement and prefers to not get involved with anyone.
Rey is an amateur general contractor helping her friends flip the house across the street.
When Rey tries to do something nice for her new neighbour, she's treated to a lecture and then several days of being avoided.
The Dark Earth Spins Beneath Us by Anonymous for radioactivesaltghoul
Ben's defection from the First Order is supposed to make everything different. And it has, for the most part--better. Except Rey can't seem to catch a moment alone with him, and Ben doesn't seem to be making any efforts to be alone with her. The ghost of Crait still hangs over them, but Rey knows this impasse can't last forever.
I Notice You As You're Noticing Me by Anonymous for rakefire
"JOIN YOUR FRIENDS
HERE AT ‘ALL THAT JAZZ’ ON FEB 15TH
FOR OUR 2ND ANNUAL
SINGLES AWARENESS NIGHT
Ladies get ½ priced drinks
Gents get ½ priced fries
JOIN US AND BE ALONE TOGETHER"
Rey and Ben feel a bit lonely on singles awareness day. What could go wrong?
caught in a decaying orbit by Anonymous for redbells
Rey was the conquering hero. Kylo Ren was in a cell and the Resistance was victorious, but it left her wanting.
Mission Possible by Anonymous for reinasolo
Ben Solo, CIA Agent and all around "bad ass" gets an assignment that really should have been a breeze, but a scavenger, a general, a commander, and a trooper ensure it will be anything but easy.
Teaching Miss Niima by Anonymous for Reneemm
Kylo Ren was free. He gave his lectures, graded assignments, and generally kept to himself. He wanted peace and quiet. As much peace and quiet teaching could offer him, at least.He got what he wanted.Then she appeared.Rey Niima was everything he ever desired in a woman, all save for one tiny, insignificant detail. He was her Professor. Moral and ethical quandaries aside, he wanted her.
New Year's Eve with a Girl named Rey by Anonymous for reylocalligraphy
It's New Year's Eve in the bustling city of New York and Kyle plans to spend it alone at work.
That is, until he meets a girl named Rey.
lashes by Anonymous for ReyloTrashCompactor
He told her that she should leave it, that she didn’t need to come here. Maybe he was right, but it hadn’t seemed so at the time. No. No, at the time, it had been of the most vital importance that she come here. That she see what had happened here, learn the truth of it for herself, shape it with her own mind and hand and actions. “I know what doing penance looks like,” he’d said in the aftermath. “This won’t help.”
Banana Nut Muffins by Anonymous for Rhizaria
Ben's radio show is all over the place and Rey can't help but call in to comment.
Death Becomes Her by Anonymous for Rhonda3Green
He watches the trickling liquid as it slides down the space between her breasts, fast then slow, along the dip of her belly. It hovers above the fullness of her mons, the single drop refracting the light and green of the canopy above, and all he can think about is how much he wants to capture it on his tongue. To lick the hot salt of her skin, and lose himself in that bright, earthy scent as he breathes her in.
He is Death. And she is his.
This Dance of Light, This Sacred Blessing by Anonymous for rissanox
Snapshots in a modern AU.
a flicker in the dark by Anonymous for roamingbadger
Their bond was still there. He could feel it like a flicker of flame at the end of flayed string, still trying to hold on. The burn kept his skin warm. He refused to let it die out.
Game On! (aka Deflowering Doctor Jackass) by Anonymous for SaintHeretical
When Rey is stranded at her bookshop in the middle of an upstate NY snowstorm with a local professor she knows only as "Doctor Jackass", she decides the best way to pass the time is to play a game. And that, of course, leads to other activities.
slip, slip, knit by Anonymous for sciosophia
Honestly, this was not one of her greatest ideas but Rey will make it work.
Serendipity by Anonymous for second_chances
When she had decided to start shepherding the Adept, Rey had made a vow to herself to help them all—even those imprisoned by their own internal darkness. Camouflaged with the cuff, Kylo would never know that Hux’s war dog was closing in on him until it was too late. That was one death she didn’t want weighing down on her conscience. She’d had the opportunity twice to kill him, but she was still convinced his life was not hers to take. The Force still had a plan for Ben Solo, that she was certain, and securing his safety was just as important and making sure the little girl she sought made it off world and survived as well.
The Mistake of the Mailman by Anonymous for shewhospeakswiththunder
Rey's on-campus university address is 'Box 324 Mulberry St, The Bryant Center.' Ben Solo's address is '324 Mulberry St.' And she keeps getting this poor guy's mail.
all flowers in time bend towards the sun by Anonymous for SithishJedi
After months without contact, the force bond opens but something is wrong.
your love could be too much by Anonymous for six4au
Rey, the successful host of the award-winning confessional podcast The Best Policy sits down with a new guest, world famous actor Ben Solo.
Except these two are already well acquainted. They broke each other's hearts seven years ago.
The Golden Age by Anonymous for sokki09
Hollywood, 1953. After the press catches wind of yet another crashed car and yet another drunken night on the town, actor Ben Solo has to face facts: his bad-boy image is in need of a serious fix. Pairing him off with a wholesome, up-and-coming actress girlfriend seems like it might just do the trick. They can walk red carpets together, sell the whole relationship thing. And he can get his career back on track. Which is what he wants. Isn't it? Rey Jackson is nothing that he expects, and everything he finds himself wanting. But she's on her way up, a star in the making, and he's... self-destructive, on a good day. Weary of the business, and tired of being who he is. What they have is fake; there's no illusions that it's more than what it is. But what else is the magic of cinema for, if not to allow yourself the chance to dream? OR: here, have a a Golden Age of Hollywood Reylo fake dating AU!
and the snow started falling by Anonymous for SpaceAusten
Oh, that secret that you know / that you don't know how to tell...
Trapped by shame and snow, Kylo Ren faces his ghosts.
All At Once by Anonymous for SpaceWaffleHouseTM
The First Order has taken over the planet Neftali in the Soccoro system. Every year, the town of Cordel Cove hosts a winter carnival that culminates in a masquerade ball. The presence of one Supreme Leader has been requested.The Resistance has come to Neftali to strike a deal with a shady organization, using the carnival as a distraction. They send Rey to the masquerade to keep an eye on things. After one too many drinks, the masked man all in black catches her eye and asks for a dance. But what will happen when the masks come off?
I Choose You by Anonymous for spookykingdomstarlight
In the throne room, Rey proposes a counter offer.
Heart of Clay by Anonymous for starlightreader
Rey discovers a very interesting recipe in one of the tomes she's stolen from Luke. While she experiments, Kylo Ren disappears mysteriously.
pianissimo by Anonymous for TheStolenQuill
Rey is a wonderful pianist who just was hired as a court musician. She's nervous enough with her new position, but then she gets entangled with the royal family, especially one Prince Ben.
Magic Rises by Anonymous for thewayofthetrashcompactor
Rey finds lost things. It’s what she does, and what she’s always been able to do. Magical artifacts, prized jewellery, a blue ribbon giant pumpkin, you name it, she can find it.
When Leia Organa of House Organa-Solo asks her to find Luke Skywalker, Rey’s sure that Kylo Ren moving in next door isn’t a coincidence. She’s going to have to use all the magic in her arsenal to figure out what’s going on.
Plan B by Anonymous for Tiara_of_Sapphires
Tiara_of_Sapphires asked for "Senator!Rey and Jedi!Ben AU where Rey gets kidnapped for ransom," with some banter and awkward, socially stunted Ben Solo, as well as some good hand-holding and/or forehead kissing action. Hopefully this is lighthearted enough to at least give everyone a bit of a smile. That said, it is unbeta'd, so if it doesn't, that's no one's fault but mine.
Blue Moon Lovers by Anonymous for tigbit
Rey lives a simple life, working at her coffee shop--Resistance. Then her life takes a turn when she meets her neighbor, Leia Organa, and she discovers a past life that is connected to her own. Not to mention that the enigmatic Ben Solo twists her mind and emotions in different directions. Rey will come to learn that sometimes the mistakes of the past can affect the present, and that some are destined to be soulmates.
Somewhere in the Dark by Anonymous for tm2taughtmefamlaw
The world is not as it once was, and bands of survivors struggle to live in the aftermath of a zombie apocalypse. Rey has found a life with Leia’s band of scavengers. Despite the gloomy landscape, it’s a far less tragic and far more boring life than The Walking Dead led her to believe. She’d choose a waning stockpile of toilet paper over Ben Solo any day.
hit me with your best shot for tmwillson3
"So Rey decides to torture him in her own, unique way. She won’t let him ignore her." In which Rey and Ben are rival Quidditch players recruited to play for England in the World Cup.
(I close my eyes and fly out of my mind) Into the Fire by Anonymous for TourmalineGreen
“Alright, SHUT IT!” Rey hollered. “This was important to Leia. We will ALL be participating. Trust requires interaction, right? That’s what we tell our clients, and it’s what we believe, so get over yourselves! You can retreat to your echo chambers next weekend. This week, we are working hand-in-hand with First Order. If it kills us.”
OR Scenes from the careers of two people who hope to change the world, one neighborhood at a time. What stands between them again? Oh, right - nothing but pride (and possibly prejudice). Thank heavens someone sees what’s going on.
Crisis Girlfriend by Anonymous for walkingsaladshooter
Ben was in love with Rey for over a year when he asked her to go with him to his ex’s wedding as his ‘girlfriend’.
Be careful what you wish for by Anonymous for Zabeta
Rey has spent her life wanting to get off Jakku, and see the universe. She thought she would eventually earn enough to barter or buy her way off-planet. But the universe has other plans.
#reylo#reylo fanfiction anthology#after the blazing fire dies#rffa writers#mod post#moodboard#master post
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For DA Drunk Writing! Pairing of your choice "Thank you, I love it."
TITLE: A SparkPart of Vir’sul El’u EolasPAIRING: Solas x Fen’aslan/EvunialaRATING: Teen?TAGS/WARNINGS: Post-Trespasser, Angst, Magic Solves EverythingWORD COUNT: 1911
I hope you all enjoy this labor of unedited love, once I am not tired I will probably go over this a bit better so it can be incorporated into a later chapter of my post Trespasser fic. This is unbeta’d and a sneak peek. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did. @dadrunkwriting
Silence hung over the castle like the starless night. A soft smile took shape on her lips as she stared up at the sky watching the way the pitch turned to navy, every once in a while, there was fragments of green and each time they flared on the horizon her breath caught in her throat and her heart raced with hope he would tear the veil down before her scouts found him, hope he was finally coming back to her. The mist-like magic that made up her new forearm gleamed like its own star as it flared briefly. In the months since she had come back to the Inquisition, they and the humans sped towards open war with Solas’ forces. It was not a path she wished to walk. He was her Vhenan.
As she parted her lips to whisper the same phrase she had been asking every night since her return, a hum of magic traveled through the ancient wards to her by prickling the hair on the back of her neck. It was an alert, not a warning, did she dare hope. Knitting her brow she pushed herself up looking over the grounds. In the gardens, a too familiar blue glow was barely visible over the wind battered rooftops.
Her heart lept into her throat, she didn’t want to hope, but she couldn’t stop the way her heart raced, or how breathing became a struggle. There was no proof it was Solas, it could be someone here to spy on her, or to kill her. She was trying to reason with her self vainly they were logical arguments, steps that in another world she would have taken if she had been in his position, she was his greatest threat. Stepping away from the balcony she entered into the dim amber warmth of her room. As much as she wanted to convince herself it wasn’t him. She didn’t believe it even though it was the most likely answer. Instinctively her hand found her staff, it wasn’t needed for this hunt, but it would help her focus on her task. Carefully she made her way to her desk, silently she pulled the chair out and sat down.
Magic began to bleed into the room, as the phantasmal forearm lost the defined shape, reverting to a cloud of magic. Her opaline eyes shifted into a silver only found in the moon. Letting her magic reach out into the ancient wards, she began to search the echos of magic for her guest. Sweat beaded on her forehead as she focused around the Eluvian.
“Show me.” she rasped her voice choked with hope as a silent tear ran down her cheek.
Each echo was a fragment of memories etched into the very soul of Skyhold. The oldest being when Morrigan had arrived from the Winter Palace. But no sign of her guest. The silence of the night was broken by the howl of a wolf, her soul was calling for him. It was at that moment where the still of the night and the hum of magic shattered into a single mournful howl.
It was as if a fuse had ignited in the ancient wards. Silver eyes widened as she could feel the echos of his steps. Like ripples from a stone being dropped in a still pond. Her breath stuttered as she snapped her eyes shut. It was a burning ache in her chest, it couldn’t be him. Not after all this time. Squeezing her eyes shut tighter, salt-stung at her as tears threatened to burst into sobs. Like snapping a bowstring her magic recoiled into her. She trembled with the shock and heartache. Reflexively her hand tightened around the ancient ironbark of her staff. A hopeful but aching sigh was all that broke the silence as her eyes opened taking a purple shift to them. She would wait for him to come to her.
Time seemed to stand still, as the moon’s light fanned over her casting her copper hair in a silver sheen. The waiting had given her a chance to collect herself slowly pulling the silver magic back into the shape of her forearm. Her words beginning to haunt her.
The Inquisition will bow - but it will not be to either of you.
She had implied they would bow to the will of Divine Victoria, a Divine she had installed on the sunburst throne, but in the too still silence of waiting for him, a doubt had taken root in her stomach. How could she bow to someone she put into power. It was as if her organization was too powerful, to be drawn into the reins of Thedas’ current political powers. Ferelden who had tried to disband them, Orlais who sought to enfold them in the deadly game, and the Chantry who sat silent and judging the threat. Neither could control the wolf they had created.
Finally creaking wood echoed in the silent room, granting her a reprieve from her thoughts. Carefully she observed the stairway, her staff resting against her shoulder forcing her face to be the picture of calmness. Her heart began to pick of speed as the ancient protesting of her door opening, the soft clamor of armor rubbing together. Parting her lips she sucked in a breath as golden armor caught the faint amber light.
“Vhenan” her heart froze as she met his eyes. It had been easy to issue biting and ego cutting speeches to the exalted council or even to the nobles who came here seeking her aid in defending them their mistreated servants. She couldn’t make out what he was carrying aside from the color, it was a stark white. Everything about how he stood, screamed he was waiting for her to respond. Two leaders who were pitted on opposite sides of the coming war. What had Mythal said? Alas, so long as the music plays we must dance. She had never said anything about changing the music, or the dance.
It seemed like an hour had passed before in a single moment she shattered the silence that had fallen with a piercing screech of wooden legs against the ancient stone. As she stood her ironbark staff clattered to the ground. Carefully she stepped over her staff and around the desk, letting him see the magic that made up her forearm.
“Vhenan, what brings you to the heart of…your rival’s fortress?” She canted her head, her eyes fixed on him looking for the barest hint of anything in his body language. It was as if two great wolves met and they were weighing the threat the other posed. Cautiously he took a step forward and she also stepped forward. She was at home here and she could not afford to lose what little control she had of the situation.
“You are not my rival, Vhenan. At least I hope not.” Her stomach fluttered as her face warmed. Her hands held onto her tunic desperately hoping that he was not going to abandon her. Not again.
As they drew closer she could see he carried a white wolf pelt, and dreams she had barely started to remember surged forward. Her phantasmal arm pulsed. Under ancient trees, she and Solas ran white and black paws stirring up the leaves. Under the full moon, she often ran ahead of him like the mural encouraging him to chase her. She squeezed her eyes shut trying to shake away the distant memories. It wasn’t the time to sort them, to understand her past.
The silence seemed to stretch between them as slowly her eyes opened shifting from an opal reflecting stands of purple and turquoise to a moonlit silver. He was here, outside of the fade and while everything in her wanted to close the distance he had forced between them. She couldn’t though, she was the Inquisitor, the leader of Andraste’s faithful, and with that came expectations, she would lead the fight against him as much as she and a small force of her most trusted, and probably a few of his spies worked against that, and the guilt of that tore at her to know if he died she would be the cause and that if she died he would likely blame himself again.
“Vhenan.” despite how quiet his voice was it shattered the silence and tugged her back to where they were now. Her eyes met his, did he know the secret she had worked to carefully keep hidden from most of the world. She drew in a breath as he stepped closer, something had changed, in the way he walked and held himself.
“Vhenan…” he paused just a step away from her “Please before we run out of time…come with me.” She drew back, her lips parting as her eyes widened in silent shock. Her thoughts raced as she searched his face, his posture, anything for a clue to what had changed to cause him to seek her out to bring her into his fold. She knew since her return that Solas had agents in Skyhold, she didn’t have a definitive list of names but she had a few guesses and she couldn’t think anything that would have been reported back to draw him out.
“Why?” She couldn’t keep the suspicion away from her voice, even as struggled against the sting of tears threatening to fall. As she waited for his answer her eyes fell to the fur he carried, it wasn’t stark white, there were hints of cream and silvers in the long fur. A slight shift as he adjusted his hold in the fur showed something that was almost like that looked like fine silk.
“Fen’aslan, I…” he paused holding her gaze there was no hardness and almost as if he had dropped the walls he had put up when he left her in the ruins. “I cannot apologize for my behavior, there is nothing that could make what I have done forgivable.” There was another pause. “We both carry burdens we cannot shrug off despite how much we may want to, however, I want to offer you a way to remove that burden completely.” Slowly he unwrapped the pelt to reveal the silk gown that seemed to be made of storm clouds. “A gift, should you wear it anywhere, at any time, someone will escort you to the crossroads and to a haven.”
Her fingers gently stroked the dress and fur, both seemed to be made for her, she could picture how they would compliment her.
“Solas…” she met his eyes. “Thank you, I love it.” it was a way out an escape from an already planned future. Tears that she had struggled against began to stain her cheeks as her mouth went dry. He was trying to save her in the most delicate and from what she could tell a well-planned way. From the outside, it would look as if she had been stolen away and imprisoned but it was a plan. Leaning forward she took the fur and gown from him.
“Please stay Solas at least for the night,” she whispered brushing her lips against his. Her chest tightened in a fragile thread of hope, he nodded his hand touching the magic that made up her left arm.
“Just the night Vhenan.” She gave a genuine smile that reached her eyes, for the first time in years. The world could wait for a single night.
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1/1/2019~reflection
yo, so im not really sure how to do this. I think I just made a random Tumblr to let the feelz out. because your girl gotta lotta them. hence the lotta lex. but I am still not comfortable with people seeing my shit that I know because putting my feelings out to the world that sees me in every day life is fucking terrifying.
SO. basically, I am just her to reflection my life the last year because it is now 2019 and that is the basic girly thing to do ~*~*~
Jan- wtf even happened in January of last year. gimme a sec to look at my pictures. pretty sure thats when I riddled with anxiety constantly and crying alone in my apartment while my ex-boyfriend went out all the time with his friends and I hated my life. lets check. my god, first of all I was fat. and had black hair and bangs. (tf did no one stop me for.) HOWEVER, my sweet angel nephew was born and I got to cry as I held him for the first time and fell in love with him. I remember being so terrified that my bff would have an ugly baby but that bitch had to outdo us and produce the cutest lil human. god bless. I started my journey on being a vegetarian on this day last year. which was amazing and I could see my body changing while knowing I was helping the planet. that being said, it’s time to return to that. Contemplated chopping my hair off. clearly going thru a lil crisis at this point lol. my other best friend found out her bf was talking to anther girl and I had to hold all that shit in because I was angry. and did she leave? nah, ya girl didn't but its alright hit up May on here I’m sure you’ll see how she got him back lol. alright so Jan wasn’t the worst. pretty good bc of the bean.
Feb- Ain’t got no clue wtf went on here. I remember my ex took the day off work to watch a fucking soccer game on valentines day instead of coming to see me lol. Jacqui came to visit during this time apparently lol nice. Yes, omg I fucked called into work and went to St. Louis and SMASHED some Korean bbq. fuck that sounds so fire right now. we played overwatch which is always fun. I didn’t get chosen for an animal caregiver position lol. getting skinnier. got the lush shampoo and conditioner bars. might have to hit those up again but they made my hair so greasy in korea. omg donghyun and I started being friends, jacqui was talking to some super hot Korean boy too. sad that didn’t work out for her lol. God, im so happy I went through my pictures. I forgot that February was the time that my best friend and I decided to take the biggest fucking risk of our lives and study in Korea for the summer. my mom was so fucking supportive. I will never delete those screenshots. My sister realized she was depressed and we got her some meds. woo. I made work friends and played dungeons and dragons like a fucking nerd and I love it.
March- ayyyye, I think this is where my anxiety got high as fuck about korea which was amazing lol such a fucking shitty time in my life. low-key worth it tho. I made a chicken Alfredo lasagna for my friends and it was fire. I should make that again. so many veggies and dog pics. love both of those things. I CUT ALL MY HAIR OFF WOW. I FORGOT. damn, that shit was short. Ashley finally starting coming around again. lol broke Zach’s phone and Ashley’s tooth on st. Pattys day. go team. doggo had to get heart worm shots. that shit was 1700 bucks and she had a weird patch shaved on her back lol. my grandparents got me a fucking sweet coffee pot for Christmas and I finally started using it. I need to break it out again, WE SENT OUR DEPOSIT FOR OUR APARTMENT IN KOREA OMFG I WANNA CRY I LOVE IT. started doing yoga too. another thing I need to get into again.
April- went home for easter. wore a black bra with a yellow sweater. the beginning of disappointing my stepmom’s side of the family lol. got my luggage for korea omfg I wanna cry looking at these. it makes me so happy. lots of bts pics. still love them. just highly glad im not as obsessed anymore. god, more screenshots of my fabulous mother being loving and supportive of my every move. guess who I cant say that for? my dad lol. damn, this is the month my anxiety fucking attacked me. I couldn't sleep. I would cry for hours alone. I thought I was going to get my house broken into. I was paranoid someone was watching me. just a really shitty time. but, I had lots of things to look forward to and I didn't even know.
may- this was my fucking month. Jesus, this is gonna be a crazy ride. omg trying to purchase BTS tickets with our whole fam for jacqui to be the only one to get one lol. and then my sweet mother again hitting up Stubhub and buying us tickets for $1,000. she cray but I was so thankful. I held a snake, nice. I quit my job and moved home for like 3 weeks prior to Korea. I. babysat. all. the. time. I had Wyatt and Navie. and I got in trouble for coming home and babysitting because my boyfriend at the time wanted me to pay attention only to him. he wanted me to not make any money before I left. nothing. the new bts album came out and its still my favorite one so far. I woke up early as fuck and listened to the whole thing with jacqui. we put headphones in and texted with every song we listened to. my god, im thankful for that bitch. decided that month that I wouldn’t stay at my old apartment and that I would move in with Jesse. saving me quite a bit of cash. went to Chicago before we left for korea for a concert and we brought the boys lol what a mistake. ex and I fought the entire time. he was such a dick to me before I left for korea and im not sure if he even sees it to this day. but I had the worst drink ever at a bar in Chi. we rode bikes along the lake. BFF attempted to get her hair done and it was all fucked up and she had to fix it. had a karaoke night with her family which was fun. had to leave my doggo, not so fun. drove the airport with my family (& at this point by family I just mean my mom, stepdad and siblings because is my dad really a parent at this point lol). BFF and I left for korea. traveled to Canada where their money smells like maple syrup lol. started taking anxiety pills finally. got to mother fucking South Korea. had to climb up six flights of stairs with 3 suitcases each lololololol. couldn’t get real food anywhere because jacqui and I were anxious motherfuckers and wouldn’t go in anywhere to order. got a Korean phone number. oh, also broke up with my boyfriend two days before I left. I didn’t break up with him but yeah. also found out he was talking to girls on snapchat a lot. thats was fun. my mental breakdowns at that time were fun. but I was kinda happy because it took a lot of pressure off me for korea and all and all it was for the best. we weren’t happy and hadn’t been for a long time.
June- OH JUNE. so many things. KOREA. Jacqui and I found our home restaurant in korea and I hope if we go back it’ll still be there. best 김치찌게 ever. met other foreign people one night out. got super fucking drunk on alcohol in hongdae somewhere that I dont even remember lol. Also, that was the night I met the first Korean dude I kissed. he was nice. English not so good. Jacqui met that josh kid. god I hope I never forget that. dude was a creeper. and the next night I broke my fucking wrist and dislocated my wrist and elbow AND snapped the elbow ligament all over a motherfucking Korean American boy. drunk Lexie is and always will be a mess hahahahaha. so had to go to the ER via Korean taxi where I almost passed out because they wouldn't let me drink water. had to cry in front of a lot of Koreans. got my arm set back into place without any anesthesia. but I found a billboard cutout of BTS on the way home lol. had to make my parents decide if I should stay in korea for surgery or come back to the states. mind you I was not even a week into being in korea hahah. this is why my dad fucking hates me im sure of it. attempted to explore a lil more. I feel bad for jacqui. she had to take care of me throughout all of this and I was fucked up on pain meds. she's a good egg that one. had surgery in korea. missed the first few days of class lol. found the fucking best popsicles ever in the hospital. made my dad pay 9,000 dollars for my surgery. found a bomb ass American restaurant. RIP I miss u. awh, omg Dasol. my bird. learned I loved cold noodles. especially in the heat of June Jesus H. tai kwon do was also lit. cute instructors bless. Jacqui’s drunk tinder date that turned into my date lol hey Daniel. got my cast off and got the brace. met meerkats and wallabies. finally had sex with someone besides my ex.
ok ok this too much. I gotta clean now ill be back for the other six months lol
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Loving someone with NPD
It fucking sucks! I have bpd and if i was completely untreated, i would have been narcissist chow...more than i already was.
I have pretty decent intuition but it took a long time for me to actually follow it. I met (lets call her Mary) before i listened to it and created a huge blindspot that took me 6 years to fix.
We both arrived on Okinawa Island 24 hours a part, we shared a name and a birthday ( naturally my dumb ass was like OMG SOULMATE- after i stopped hating her). when i first met her, i hated her. I knew she was two-faced and i said so to her face. Few drunken weekends set that unfortunate Trauma bond in place.
I felt so special. She's two-faced and cruel to everyone but ME. my BPD ate that shit up. she even told me that she thought i was the category of “bimbo friend” until she got to know me.....and i actually took that as a compliment and mentally lorded it over her bimbo friends. it was a disaster. love-bomb, cruelty, rinse, repeat.
We were just friends at first, she thought she was straight, and i thought i was a girl- neither are true. We kissed once in a drunken haze and it was absolutely terrible, so it really never happened again. you know justgirlythings.
I was quite notorious (just because im built like a coke bottle and was put into the marine barracks and you know how boot lickers be) on the island because the Navy is just high-school 2.0. Mary never had my back through it all, she stayed friends with the people who started it and she ditched me all the time at her convenience . I was only on the island for 6 months, and right when i almost cut things off with Mary, i left on an expedited transfer (another tragic story for another tragic time). We stayed in contact via snapchat but honestly we didnt talk much.
Her bf was a bit of a loser and she was planning to leave him while planning their life together...look at that, another red flag that i took as a compliment because she left him for ME. fuck im so needy #narcissistchow.
I made a joke about her living with me, and she just went full throttle with that shit. So we got an apartment together, twas the beginning of the end and i fucking KNEW IT. i felt it in my gut and i remember thinking...but she’s so mean sometimes... like whyyyyyy dont i just listen to me???? ug anyways
Right before we got the apartment she released my cat into the urban wilderness and he was GONE, presumed dead. Quinn, my beautiful fur-baby, a 13 lb maincoone, fucking HATED HER, and he only hated dicks. so yeah she got rid of him and blamed it on my husband (my life is complex okay). we were obviously not doing great and i didn't think about it too hard until later (even though he has never left the door open, like ever).
It started out so much fun! the adventures and stories that we created together were amazing. she made me feel like it would be like this forever. Bit short-lived. she would insult, demean, and play fucked up mind games. Luckily for me she didn't get to feed of my pain the way she wanted because i don't exibxit vulnerable emotions (working on that), despite them eating away at me.
Her toxicity mirrored the way i was treated as a child, so i did what i did as a child. i shut down. I stopped therapy because i was masking too hard for it be helpful. i stopped my medications because idk if they're working because I'm so disconnected. My ocd tendencies that i got rid of as a child came back. Im never not high on MJ (still am because i don't want to FEEL)
And you know why i stayed? because she made me feel special, and wanted, and even more so needed. She is so fucking insecure and i was a constant source of validation and love. we had conversations and conversations about how we were meant for one another and the future we would create together. We even talked about the children we would raise together. we talked about how it was weird that we didn't want to fuck each-other (she looks like an incest muppet lmao) but we were in a beautiful (toxic*) polyamorous asexual relationship.
i was def not perfect in the relationship. i would do so much petty shit (like i did as a child). she would make me feel shitty about something, so i would show off one of my many talents that also was one of her many insecurities. hell, i would fuck up her hair ON PURPOSE. She had this insanely long blue hair that ended in a short red Karen cut lmao i am such a fucking asshole lmao. no regerts
but like also lets not forget the times she literally threatened to murder me....just saying. i may have been a dick, but she DESERVED it.
She kept treating me like shit and i did the non-traditional BPD thing and started setting boundaries for myself. like when she starts being a jerk, just walk away. just leave. also make her jelly with something to feel better lol.obvi that made her MEANER. so i took her out to eat and told her that she was treating me like absolute shit and it needed to sop...she starts bawling...making up shit about how her anxiety this and that and she's not gonna stop being a cunt so shel just move out.
idk why i even tried after that lunch but like whatever. i even sold her my car at a discount price - but now she has the perma reminder lol. i tried. she kept changing the date of her leaving, she just got meaner, and what FINALLY made things click. was she started ditching me and lying about it ( i may have tested it out and made her confess to it without her knowing- she is incredibly stupid). that was the one thing. the one thing i told myself if someone does that to me again, im done. so heyyy at least i stuck to my boundary even though i almost talked myself out of it. so i simply stopped talking to her. for WEEKS. she tried to start conversation, i ended them. she insulted me and i would flip it on her. i was DONE and she knew it. so our 6 year relationship literally ended by me in person ghosting her.
Finally the lease was up and that kinda forced her stupid ass into moving, however. she like half left and half left her stuff. but she left ferret shit fucking everywhere. on the deck, in the closet, smooshed into carpet, random bits of poo strewn about the room. shes fucking Nasty. i cleaned up the ferret poops with her clothes that was left behing...and i rubbed it on EVERYTHING including her dishes. i broke a couple items (some on accident even). stole a bunch of stuff...even a dead mans gift...yeah im PETTY... but i stacked all of her shit at the enterence of the apartment.
Time for pickup! she allotted herself 1.5 hours to pack everything and go to her new apartment that is 45 plus mins away. she comes in- overly exaggerates on thanking me for stacking her shit by the entrance. i immediately ask for the keys ...says okay but then “got distracted”, we did that 3 times till she finally gave me the keys... then i told her about the ferret poo and she claimed that she was gonna clean it today...BITCH IT TOOK ME OVER 3 HOURS FOR THE POOP CLEANUP ALONE...so yeah fuck her.
later that day i hang out with my new friend, lets call her Anna, who is on Marys snapchat- while Mary was putting her stuff in storage (something she swore shed never do) she was saying how pissed she is and how horribly i am for stacking her shit at the entrance. glad to see she's as two-faced as ever.
POST BREAKUP DRAMA:
1) she tried to get rid of everything i gave her but she cant unbuy my car lmao.
2) she got stranded in Texas because she ran out of gas....even though the car tells you how many miles it has before it runs out...like i said, she incredibly stupid
3) she tried to slither in my life by sending a pic via snap to Anna and then said “oops my finger slipped” ummm its snapchat and thats not how it works stupid ( and this is one of her go to ploys so like lol why?) it was also a pic of a boot that she gave me but its ugly so i gave it back. idk what her whole plan was but it backfire because Anna just blocked her.
4) Quinn came back <3
5) i am obsessed and cant seem to stop stalking her so now imma try just being crazy in blog form to see if my needy bpd self can CHILL. cuz ug i just want to stab her...like 37 times...in the face (it would be an improvement)
#long reads#long story#abuse#narccisistabuse#bpd#npd#neurodivergent love#queer#lgbtqia#petty#younglove#mental illness#chaos#crazy
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