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Angst factor for this is thru the roof! And guess what? It's a series! I'm thinking this is going to have at least 3 parts. Masterlist

Jealous!Coryo x Reader, Odair!Ancestor x Reader.

WARNING ⚠️ Coriolanus Snow is a warning in and of itself. That man is a walking blood red flag waving heavily in the wind! engagement (not reader), eventual smut, infidelity, love triangle, manipulation, stalking?, gaslighting, fluff, Head Gamemaker! Coryo, District 4 Cruise Ship Heir!Odair OC.

Chapter 1:

“I'm going home, find some other dumb whore to fuck.” You spat, flipping the blankets off your body and making to get out of the platinum blonde’s bed.

“Darling, don't be rash. Come back to bed.” Coriolanus told you, reaching his long arm out and wrapping his large hand around your wrist before you could truly move away from the bed.

“Come back to bed after you just told me that you're going to marry Livia Cardew?!” You screamed at him, feeling like you wanted to yank his pretty platinum blond curls right out of his head. “Are you nuts, Coriolanus?”

The man, whose beauty rivaled that of the Roman and Greek gods, narrowed his baby blues at you. His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat as he told you, “Stop overreacting, darling. It's an arranged marriage that doesn't mean anything.”

You arched a brow and tilted your head at him. “Oh, so that's supposed to make me feel better? Make everything okay?” You sarcastically asked, yanking your arm out of his grasp and flying out of his bed.

His king sized bed with the luxurious crimson satin sheets that you'll never inhabit again.

“Y/N-” Coriolanus began, only for you to loudly cut him off with a shriek of, “Don't, Coriolanus. Don't say a fucking word to me.” Shaking your head, you ironically scoffed, “I should've seen this coming. After all these years of sneaking around with you, I should've known that you'd pick some rich bitch to marry and have a family with.” Gathering your clothes, that were scattered all over the room, you heartbrokenly spat, “Not your poor neighbor girl that's only good for a good fuck whenever you're bored or need to get some pent up aggression out.”

“You're not-” Coriolanus began, icy blue eyes softening with an unchecked emotion (perhaps guilt?), as he watched you toss your things on the white rose upholstered bench at the foot of his bed.

“I love you, Coriolanus.” You softly sighed, barely loud enough for him to hear, while tossing your ruined lace panties at him. What use were the lacey things all torn to shreds?

Not much.

You grabbed your matching lace bra, quickly putting it on, while muttering, "I foolishly fell in love with you and you don't give a shit about me.” You’re on the verge of tears as you grab your dress. While pulling on your dress, you sadly sighed, “Never did and never will, but I guess I was hoping that maybe you would, but I was such a dumbass.”

Your words hit Coriolanus hard, like a 2x4 in the head hard. He never knew that you felt like this. Crawling over to the end of the bed, causing his pure white silk duvet to pool and crinkle around him, he reached out and took your hand in his before you could turn away to grab your heels. He looked at your face, silently willing you to look into his icy blue eyes (but you refused to give him the satisfaction- that manipulative fuck).

But maybe if you would've looked at his eyes you would've seen that they weren't gleaming or shining. That his icy blue eyes were dead and empty, like those of a shark.

Giving up on you looking at him, the platinum blonde man (who had his political dreams within reach) began to tell you in a velvety tone, “My darling rose, you’re not a dumbass. I'm sorry you're hurt, but-'”

But before he could continue his lies (Are they lies? Who knows, but you think they are.) you cut him off with, “Don't even finish your sentence. Just shut the fuck up and let me leave with whatever little piece of dignity I have left.”, while forcefully yanking your hand out of his.

“I won't shut the fuck up because I don't want you to leave.” Coriolanus told you, scrambling out of the bed, his long legs nearly tripping him as he chased after you.

You’re grabbing your heels as he tries to reason with you. “Announcing my engagement with Livia and marrying her is so I can gain political allies and power. It has nothing to do with love, in fact I hate her.” While sliding on your black kitten heels, a pricey designer pair with red sole bottoms- a gift from him (probably for your services…), he placed one of his large calloused hands on your shoulder. Coriolanus’ baritone was softer than usual as he revealed, “I want to be with you.”

“You don't want to be with me, you just want me as your mistress so you can have your kinky fucks.” You told him, pushing his hand off of your shoulder. Marching over to his dresser and grabbing your bag (some imported designer leather tote bag- dyed a deep shade of crimson- he gave you, most likely because you let him do whatever he wants to you between the sheets), you told him the blunt truth of, “You don't love me and I'm not going to stick by your side as your mistress.” Shouldering your bag, that matched the color of the manicure you just had done (which he insisted on paying for), you declared, “I deserve somebody to love me with their whole heart, not just their dick, so I'm leaving and never coming back.”

“Please, don't leave.” You heard him say as you walked out of his room.

“Please, baby, don't leave me!” He frantically begged, his voice a loud shout, as he followed you down the hall in a run. Barefeet loudly slapping against the marble floor, sounding almost ominous.

Thank goodness his Grandma’am's hearing was starting to go bad, otherwise she'd be waking up and seeing one hell of a show. Also, thank goodness Tigress moved out years ago, otherwise she'd be a witness to a messy breakup.

A breakup that was long overdue.

You ignored him, only to power walk to the main entrance of the penthouse. You were almost to the door whenever you felt his cold, long fingers wrap around your wrist like an octopus’ tentacles.

“Please, stay the night. We can discuss this in the morning, just-just don't leave me, little dove.” You heard him beg, sounding so unlike his confident self.

A part of you wanted to give in; turn around and melt into his arms. But another part of you, the part that has grown up with Coriolanus and has seen him manipulate everyone around him knew that he was just saying whatever he has to in order to pull your puppet strings; make you stay.

You decided not to turn around, not to give into him. Instead you roughly pulled yourself free of his hold and walked out the door.

You knew that the platinum blonde wouldn't dare follow you, since running after you naked with his well hung junk swinging in the wind would be scandalous.

Unknown to you, after you walked out the door and slammed it shut in his face, Coriolanus quickly ran to his room and tossed on his diagarded pants and shirt from the evening. He ran out the door, barefoot and still buttoning up his wrinkled shirt, in hopes of catching you in the lobby.

Since you were in the only elevator the building has, he ran down the 12 flights of exquisite marble stairs to reach the lobby. Nearly slipping and busting his ass a couple of times too.

But when he reached the lobby it was too late, you were getting into the back of a cab you hailed. As Coriolanus ran to the door of the lobby, he felt his cold, dead, black, too small of a heart shatter into a million pieces as he watched you close the cab’s door with tears shining like diamonds in your eyes.

Seeing you crying in the back of the cab while leaving him, something he knew that neither of you wanted, made him determined to get you back.

If he thought that Lucy Gray betraying and leaving him hurt, well you leaving him because you felt that he couldn't reciprocate your feelings of love (because he was going to have an arranged marriage with Livia Cardew for political reasons) gutted him. Made him feel like he wanted to die.

Coriolanus wanted you; he always has. It's why you've been together, on-off, since your freshman year at the Academy.

He has to woo you back. He just has to.

Because the thought of you moving on with another man just doesn't sit right with him.

It doesn't matter that Coriolanus’ engagement with Livia Cardew will be publicly announced soon, he needs you back.

He can't have another bird of his flying away, can he?

Ending your decade long on-off situationship with the Head Gamemaker Coriolanus Snow hurt. Oh gods, it hurt so fucking bad! You felt like you’re just going thru the motions everyday after the breakup. Like you’re just surviving, not truly living, since you’re so sad.

So heartbroken.

And what hurts the most was that, even tho you knew you could never truly be with him, you still love him.

And you'll probably always love him in a way, even tho he'll never love you. Because he's your first love; they say you never forget your first love. That you'll always have a special spot on your heart carved out just for them.

So when you saw the engagement announcement for Livia Cardew and Coriolanus Snow in the social pages of the newspaper, you thought you were going to be sick.

The picture used for the announcement was professionally done; made the newly engaged couple look so lovely together. It made you sad to say, but they did make quite a match.

Two golden lions, regal with the world at their feet. Their blonde hair, her's a dirty golden shade and his a near white platinum blonde, styled impeccably set off their beauty. A beauty that was showcased in matching black outfits, hers a black tea dress with flowing sleeves and his a 3-piece suit with a red/black striped tie.

They looked every bit a couple of the old guard. A couple worthy of money, glory, and power. You're positive that Grandma'am’s proud of him.

If only you knew how she really felt. How Grandma'am Snow always thought that it'd be you and her grandson posting an engagement announcement in the social section of the newspaper. How she's so disappointed at Coriolanus for picking a heinous bitch instead of you, a girl who's soul reminds her so much of her beloved late daughter-in-law (Coriolanus' mother).

Then you couldn't help, but think that maybe Livia’s better for Coriolanus. Better than you are for him. Maybe he'd be happier with her than with you. After all, she came with the largest bank of Panem attached to her name and you came with nothing. You had no money or jewels to offer, just yourself.

And you weren't good enough for him.

Coriolanus Snow always craved power, wealth, and prestige. None of which you could offer him. None of which you gave a shit about.

All you wanted was to be loved, but he couldn't do that for you. All the cold hearted schemer could do was buy you fancy, luxurious, expensive things.

You had no idea that gifting was his love language. That he enjoyed seeing your face light up when he presented you with some gift that you'd never be able to afford on your own. He got pleasure out of spoiling you; taking care of you.

Unfortunately for him, you’re tired of being a kept woman. You don't want him to buy you a bunch of high end things. You want him and since he can't give you his love, you left. You decided to move on.

Which is why you blocked his number, because you had to move on and find somebody that you would be more than enough for. And you couldn't do that with him blowing up your phone constantly. You also started looking for a new apartment, because you couldn't keep having him dropping off roses at your doorstep all the time.

And since your mother to lived on the 8th floor of Corso apartment the Snow penthouse was in, it was a chore to avoid Coriolanus. So, to avoid any drama with him, you had to find a new apartment. You mother agreed; told you that to make a clean break you needed to leave the area. Move on from the part of town you were raised in; lived in.

You needed to fly on your own wings.

At least your job on the marketing team for Odair Luxury Cruises was safe from him. And that job did come with a sweet perk of allowing employees the opportunity of affordable housing in a select few luxury apartments near the downtown Capitol office building the company was headquartered in.

So at least your apartment hunting wouldn't be too hard.

You were right, your apartment hunt wasn't hard at all. In fact, due to your employment at Odair Luxury Cruises, you were able to secure yourself a 4th floor apartment at the Luxe, right in the bustling downtown of Capitol City, Panem.

Apartment #455 to be exact.

It was a lovely apartment with a courtyard view. It had 9 foot ceilings and white kitchen cabinetry in what could only be a top of the line kitchen. The open layout of the kitchen and living space has a modern feel to it. The lone bedroom in the apartment was very spacious and even had a walk-in closet; the apartment had a small study as well.

It was definitely an upgrade from your mother's apartment, which was nice due to the Plinths fixing it up after buying the building and moving onto the 11th floor roughly 4 years ago. (Unknown to you, Strabo Plinth did the bare minimum repairs to your mother's apartment and furnished it because Coriolanus asked him -more like nagged him- to.)

You're Luxe apartment wasn't as lavish as the Corso penthouse Coriolanus shares with his Grandma’am (the same penthouse he used to bring you to for all of those booty calls over the years) but that didn't matter. All that mattered was that you thought your new apartment was amazing.

And after moving in, you stopped receiving roses at your doorstep. Thank the gods. But since your new building had a doorman, you knew that was the reason you didn't have any more stalkery type floral arrangements waiting for you at your threshold.

And roughly a week or so after moving into your new place, you met your neighbor from across the hall.

#454

It was a typical morning, you had a travel mug of coffee in your hand and was dressed professionally in a pencil skirt and blouse (of course you're wearing those damn kitten heels he who shall not be named- as your older brother’s girlfriend calls your ex-fling of sorts- got you.) as you stepped out into the hallway of your apartment. Usually you never saw your neighbor across the hall, but this morning he rushed out the door- his shaggy bronze hair rustling around his shoulders- and his stunning sea-green eyes locked onto yours.

“Why, you must be new. I've never seen you before.” The tall and extremely handsome man smiles flirtatiously at you. Crossing the hall, to stand in front of you, he introduced himself. “Name’s Odysseus Odair.” Doing a little bow, he smiled a bit too brightly, “The pleasure’s all mine, my abalone pearl.”

Holy shit, is the heir of Odair Luxury Cruises your neighbor and flirting with you right now? No. No, it couldn't be. This has to be a dream.

Except it's not a dream and the heir to a large cruise company in District 4 that's based in the Capitol is really your flirty and handsome neighbor.

“You're Poseidon Odair’s son, heir to Odair Luxury Cruises?” Was all you could manage to get out.

“Yes, that's me, but your name would've worked better for your part of the introduction.” He laughed, the sound similar to the kree-ar call a seagull makes. Shaking his head, causing his bronze hair to skirt around his collared dress shirt (which has a few of the buttons undone to show off his tan and toned chest) he teased, “Usually that's how introductions work, pretty pearl, cause I already know who I am and want to know who you are.”

“I'm Y/N Halvir; I only know who you are because I work in the marketing department for your father's company.”

“Yes, your name sounds familiar.” Odysseus nods with a bright, closed lip smile that makes his cheeks dimple. “You need a ride to the office? I was heading there myself.”

You shook your head, quickly turning down his offer. “Oh, no, I don't want to bother you.”

“Oh, trust me, you won't be a bother.” He said with a flirty glint in his sea-green eyes. “In fact, we’ll go to the corner cafe; get some coffee, donuts, and call it our first date.”

You couldn't help, but giggle at his proposition. He couldn't be serious, could he?

But the way his sunshine like smile was aimed towards you made you realize that he was serious.

Which is why you smiled back and said, “Okay, let's have our first date before work.”

Holding his arm out, like a gentleman, Odysseus winked. “I'll even take you out tonight for seafood.” A sultry look appeared in his eyes as he told you, “I’ll make sure that the dessert's a mouthwatering, delicious one for our second date.”

Odysseus' innuendo didn't go unnoticed by you. And after everything you've been thru with Coriolanus, along with being single for roughly a month now, you decided that it was time to stop pouting over somebody that doesn't give a shit about you.

That it was time to let somebody new have a chance at loving you.

“That sounds like a plan.” You smiled, walking down the hallway arm in arm with the tall bronze man that was sculpted like a Greek god of old. “I'll make sure to wear a nice dress for the occasion.”

“Yes, please do. Even if I'm not one for dressing up, the place I'm taking you to does have a dress code.”

“A dress code similar to Avelina's?” You asked, assuming that whatever fancy seafood place Odysseus was taking you too would be similar in fashion sense to the restaurant Coriolanus took you to every year for your birthday, once you turned 19. (Would've been nice to go there more than once a year, but you figured your ex was just too embarrassed to be seen out in public with you too much since you weren't off the same pedigree as him).

“Ugh, I hate that place. It's so stuffy; reeks of old money.” Odysseus complained as the elevator came into view. Shaking his head, he explained, “Ocean Prime's not a black tie affair dress code, like Avelina's, but more of a nice cocktail dress and button up type of dress code.” Coming to a stop at the elevator bank, he pressed the call button for it and asked, “Do you own the classic little black dress? If so, it'd be perfect for dinner tonight.”

Nodding, you simply told him, “I own one.”

And you only owned one because all of the cocktail dresses you owned were commissioned by Coriolanus- for his cousin Tigris to design and make- and they were all various shades of white, red, and pink. You only had one little black dress because you had bought it yourself, with your own hard earned money, off of a clearance rack. It wasn't anything fancy and you never wore it, since Coriolanus always wanted you to match him if and when he took you somewhere.

So, tonight your little black dress will finally get worn. Worn for your second date with a man who seems warm like sunshine with sea-green eyes that twinkle dreamily.

It's been nearly a month since you left Coriolanus and he's not taking it too well. He never thought that you'd truly leave him. He always just assumed that you'd be there.

He knows now that he took you for granted. It's something that he regrets everyday, whether he admits it or not.

And what gnaws at Coriolanus is how you ignored every single attempt he made to win you back. Blocking his number and moving to a new apartment, in his opinion, was an extreme way to avoid him.

Your bitch of a mother, who smoked more than a chimney and drank more than a fish, refused to give Coriolanus your new number. She also refused to tell him your new address. He literally had to pay off somebody in the HR department of Odair Luxury Cruises to get him your new info. Which turned out to be useless since the doorman at the Luxe apartments was very strict when it came to adhering to the wishes of the residents when it came to who was and wasn't allowed to visit or leave things for them and wouldn't let him pass the door. Even when he flashed a large wad of cash at the man, he still refused to budge.

Ugh, moral people were the boil on Coriolanus' ass.

Coriolanus was tempted to just show up and corner you at work, but he ended up deciding against it. But only because he had political ambitions and didn't want a scene to be caused (one that he feels you would cause) that could be damning to his image.

He was sacrificing so much for his political dreams. Listening to Strabo Plinth and getting engaged to Livia Cardew, to gain more wealth and some political goals. Because if he couldn't become a Senator and, of course, after that the President of Panem then wouldn't his greatest sacrifice- his loss of you, be all for nothing?

One afternoon Coriolanus was neck deep in work, but he found himself staring at a framed picture on his desk. It was a picture of the two of you. One that was taken at the Yule Ball during Senior year at the University. It was his favorite picture of the two of you, which is why he has it framed on his desk.

But before he could get lost in the memory of that night, a knock sounded at his office door. Tearing his gaze off of the picture frame, he looked up to the door and simply said, “Come in.”

“Sir, your fiance's here to see you.” Coriolanus' personal secretary, a middle-aged woman who's hot pink lipstick matched her pixie cut, informed him while walking into the office.

“About what, Marge?” Asked Coriolanus while blinking his eyes- attempting to soothe the pain in them from the hot pink overload he was experiencing.

His corneas couldn't handle looking at his secretary’s hot pink paisley print dress since it made her hair stand out more. He also tried not to stare at his employee too rudely while noticing her fuchsia dyed eyebrows and matching pink mascara- that oddly framed a natural eyelid.

Averting his eyes back to his computer, (*cough* his framed picture of you *cough*) Coriolanus told Marge, “I'm busy; I don't have time to deal with her petty antics today.”

“I know that, Sir. I even told Miss Cardew that you're very busy planning the upcoming games, but she wouldn't hear it. She's demanding that I buzz her in; let her see you.”

“Well, don't.” Coriolanus told his secretary because the last thing he wanted to do was talk to his fiance, Livia Cardew.

Gods, how he hated that woman.

“What do you want me to tell her then, Sir?” Marge asked.

“That I'm in a meeting and can't see her at the moment.”

“Okay, but what kind of meeting?” The secretary asked, knowing full well that the dirty blonde Tasmanian devil of a woman out in the lobby would ream her out if she didn't have any details to give her. Saying in a meeting wouldn't suffice that shrew.

“Tell her I'm networking with somebody about the mass installation of mandatory TVs in the districts.” The cold, callous, platinum blonde man said without skipping a beat.

“I thought you successfully had that meeting yesterday?” The secretary asked in a tone that implied she knew her boss was a cunning piece of shit.

“I did, but she doesn't know that.” Coriolanus smirked.

“No, I suppose she doesn't.” Marge giggled. A giddy look took over the middle aged woman's face as she told her boss, “I saw Miss Halvir last night at Ocean’s Prime. It's a seafood restaurant.”

“What's she doing there? She can't afford it with what she makes working in the marketing department of that District 4 based cruise line.” Coriolanus scoffed. Giving his personal secretary a curious look, he asked, “And what were you doing there? I know you can't afford a place like that either.”

Marge fought hard to keep herself from rolling her fuschia framed eyes at Mr. Snow's offhand remarks about money. What both she and you couldn't afford. With a fake and forced smile, she told the imposing platinum blonde, “I was there because my daughter and her partner just celebrated their one year anniversary; the reason for Miss Halvir being there was that she was out on a date.”

“A DATE?!” Coriolanus asked in a loud roar.

A date. How dare you go out on a date. You're not supposed to be going out on dates. You're supposed to be his.

Despite being separated for nearly a month, you still belong to him. Hell, he took your virginity when you both were green kids at the Academy. As far as he's concerned, he owns your pussy.

“Yes, a date.” The bright pink-haired secretary confirmed before telling her boss, “With Odysseus Odair, the heir of Odair Luxury Cruises.”

“WHAT THE FUCK!?” Coriolanus loudly cursed, his icy blue eyes blazing with white hot anger.

You went out on a date to some high priced seafood (Since when did you eat seafood, other than those oysters rockefeller appetizers he orders for you two when he takes you to Avelina's for your birthday?) restaurant with Odair- the biggest manwhore in all of the Capitol!

What the hell's wrong with you? You accuse him of not loving you, of just wanting you for kinky sexy, but here you are going out on a date with Odysseus Odair. The biggest fuck ‘em and leave ‘em guy in the Capitol. Hell, probably in all of Panem.

Marge was taken aback by her boss's reaction to finding out that you were on a date with Odysseus Odair the previous night. The middle-aged woman's never seen the cold and collective head gamemaker lose control before. And she didn't know how to deal with it.

All she wanted to do was spread some juicy gossip and to maybe tip him off that the Odair heir might be bringing a plus one to his upcoming engagement party; one that he's well acquainted with. Marge certainly wasn't expecting Coriolanus to start flipping his shit.

But what Marge didn't know was that Coriolanus is pea green with envy. That he wants to destroy Odysseus Odair because he's with you.

The woman that he's in love with, even if he won't allow himself to admit his feelings. Because he vowed to never ever fall in love after everything that transpired between him and Lucy Gray that summer he served as a peacekeeper in 12.

But love is something that can't be controlled. And that's something Coriolanus will learn first hand as he does everything in his power to get you back. To win you away from one Odysseus Odair, the bane of his existence.

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imamotherfuckingstar-lord · 6 months

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Pacified

Trafalgar D. Water Law x Reader

a/n: set after the fight on Wano.

Summary: Law is afraid of love, big shocker

The tavern was crowded but there was no doubt in Law’s mind that it was you burning a hole in the back of his head. Your gaze was like fire, and he felt a prickly feeling on the base of his neck, so much so, that he rubbed at it. His cheeks burned as he finally looked over his shoulder and met your stare with a quick withdrawal. He felt ashamed and cowardly, but he couldn’t even manage a hello to you when he walked into the bar with your crew mates. He knew it, knew it to his core – getting involved with the Straw Hats was going to be a pain in his ass but what he didn’t anticipate was something far worse.

A pain in his heart.

The barkeep slid a glass of ale in front of him, Law thanked the man and proceeded to down it in one gulp. His nerves were shot, body ached from all the fighting; now that things were settled in Wano, he could finally breathe but for how long? How long before you inhaled him so? He felt like he was drowning in this odd feeling, a foreign feeling that had him looking for you on the battleground. Every other thought had been about you – were you safe? Had you pushed yourself past your limit? The worst: were you even alive? He should have known, you were a damn Straw Hat, of course you’d end up fine.

If fine meant badly wounded and at the point of death but alive.

He had personally tended to your wounds and gave Chopper specific orders for your recovery. Days later, he saw you for the first time. Refreshed and smiling as you walked through the town with Roronoa Zoro. You looked well and he could never forget the relief that swelled in his chest, but he acted cowardly and ducked into a sweets shop. He watched from the window as you walked by with the swordsman, your laugh filled the muffled air, and he felt a cramp in his heart. It was sickening, he felt sick watching you walk away but at least you were alive and breathing.

If only that could be enough for him.

All he wanted was to get on his ship with his crew and leave Wano for good, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it even days after the final battle. Of course, Bepo and the others were having a good time but all he could do was wallow because what was the point? He had his crew and you had yours – and that was that. Wasn’t it?

“Tra-guy!”

Law cringed at the sound of the Straw Hat’s captain voice and attempted to get off the stool for a quick escape, but Luffy had an arm around him in seconds. He pulled him toward a large round table, where the rest of the crew sat, including you. Law grumbled as Luffy called for a toast, pushing a drink into the doctor’s chest. He took it reluctantly and avoided you as he listened to Luffy give a short, dumb little speech until everyone cheered and clinked glasses. It then, as everyone laughed around the table that Law found himself looking in your direction. He anticipated your gaze, but you were laughing at something Jinbei was saying and all he could do was stare. His heart pattered and all he wanted to do was pluck it out of his own body, throw it away in the sea. That way he wouldn’t have to feel it bursting in his body attempting to burn right through his chest.

“Law.”

He blinked a few times and realized you were standing in front of him – how long had he zoned out? He cleared his throat before commenting on your recovery. “You look well.”

“Because of you,” you smiled, hands behind your back. “When I woke up, Chopper explained what you had done for me. Thank you.”

“Of course,” he replied quietly, afraid to move a muscle but it seemed you were set on making him go into cardiac arrest because you drew slightly closer to him. He could feel his cheeks go warm as you asked if he planned on staying longer in Wano.

“We’re set to leave in a few days. I am sorry to leave this place,” you confessed, and he asked why. Grinning, you reached down for his hand, not caring that there was room full of people, specifically, your crew surrounding you two. Law held his breath; your hand was warm and gentle as it was that night…

“It’s such a beautiful place but this is the place I got to know you better, Trafalgar. I’m glad we got to spend some time together, I just wish…. we had more time, don’t you?”

Oh, God, this was it – he was going to die. He couldn’t contain himself any longer and he quickly, without meeting a single person’s look, gripped your hand and led you quickly out of the tavern. He maneuvered you through the tables and chairs, drunk people out into the cool night. Once outside, he pulled you off to the side, away from the festival lights and sounds. His hand around yours, he stumbled over his words. It was upsetting, unnatural for him to feel so clumsy and unprepared. - that wasn’t him, what a fool love made him.

Love.

“We’re from two different crews…”

“Thank you for stating the obvious.”

You teased and it relaxed him for some reason; that’s what you did to him. Soothed away all the anxiousness he had built up, gave him a sense of calmness – which was laughable considering the crew you were apart of. How he wishes he could steal you away to be his. “I won’t ask you to come with me,” he said quietly, thumb pressing into your skin. “I know you wouldn’t, and I wouldn’t want you to choose…”

“Because I would always choose my crew.”

Law smiled softly and looked down at your hand in his; his grip softened, and he laughed, mostly to himself. “A damn Straw Hat, of all people….”

“Believe me, I wasn’t looking for this either,” you laughed, giving way to a deep sigh. Law finally gave in, fully gave in, and tugged you to him. With ease, you melted against his body as his arms wrapped around your back and he held you close to his chest. A brief sadness danced around the two of you, as the sound of Brook’s violin carried the night. It sounded so lovely, and Law closed his eyes, holding you close – mesmerizing this moment for later, when the nights on his ship would be quiet and lonely. He’d have this to look back on but more importantly, he’d have this to look forward to.

Law pulled back to look at you, hands gracing the sides of your face; his thumb caressed your cheek, and he studied the look in your eyes before telling you it wasn’t over. “It doesn’t end like this. We’ll go our separate ways for now, but let’s find each other again. I can wait, can you?”

Say yes, please, say yes – he wouldn’t know what to do if you said no. Can he move on and continue his journey. Can you become a small pebble in his story? A cliff note, a passing thought? A fond memory he can look back on when he’s much older and trying not to regret the choices he has made in his life? Can he be that strong?

“You’re worth the wait.”

Stunned, heart stunned, as you smiled. He searched in your face for any sides of hesitation but all he saw was love and hope – things he thought he lost so long ago. Dozens of thoughts ran through his head, but everything went quiet when you leaned in for a kiss. He was pacified with love as he leaned in to capture your lips with his. How tender life felt as your hands moved up around his neck, his hand on the small of your back , fireworks painting the sky, and the land of Wano thriving, once again.

#trafalgar law #law x reader #one piece wano #trafalgar d law x reader #wano arc

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bitchimasnake-sss · 3 days

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hi! could i request some luffy fluff? i love how you write his dialogue, so maybe some pet names he would use? 🌸🦋

you have put an idea into my head that'll be very hard to get rid of @kingofthe-egirls hehe. the fic starts off as a crack!fic but i'll make it sweety-sweet towards the end!

the worst mistake ft. monkey d. luffy!

set-up: my headcanons based on what lovely @kingofthe-egirls asked! just our captain luffy and his absurd fucking nick-names.

warning: wholesome! more of a crack!fic (i dont know if its even remotely fluffy im sorry) than anything else. i do love me some good, self-indulgent stupid with my fav man on the sea :)

💗mistakes are a normal part of life. as bob ross said, "there are no mistakes, just happy accidents." well, he had clearly never made this catastrophic mistake. you had jokingly called luffy "bugaboo". emphasis on jokingly. 💗the sun was setting and you both were sitting on his bed, recalling the time zoro got lost and accidentally stumbled into a river-stream where local women were bathing. and afterwards how sanji wailed when he realized he wasn't there to witness it. your crew was weird, there was no doubt about it. but that wasn't the focus of the conversation. "heh" he snorted, "what did you call me?" "bugaboo?" you laughed, poking his cheek teasingly, "why?" he looked at you with his wide-eyed, honeyed gaze, "what does it mean? am i a bug?" with his wide eyes and stretchy smile, one might say so. but you didn't tell him that.

"its means... nothing?" you smiled softly, tracing your finger on the scar 'neath his eye, "it's just a nickname, baby. just something said out of affection." "out of affection?" he looked at your confused, "so anything can be a pet name?" you nodded in agreement, "pretty much, luff." worst fucking mistake of your life. 💗it was past dinner. and you and the captain were about to fall asleep to the noise of the crew chattering outside. "hey?" luffy hummed. and you hummed back in acknowledgement. "rice cooker." he mumbled into your chest, "you smell so nice~" you choked on your breath, spluttering, "lu-luff? did you just complement the rice cooker??" "no?" he looked up at you, bringing his finger to boop you on your nose, "i mean you. you, rice cooker. you smell so good, is it the soap sanji brought from that isla—" but you weren't listening to him. was he insulting you?? was he saying you were built like a rice cooker???? was he asking you to make him some rice, hence, you were the "rice cooker"?????? "luffy," you looked at him, concerned, "what do you mean rice cooker?!" "what?" he laughed, "it's a pet name. you said that a pet name can be anything?" when you stared at him, still concerned, he explained himself, "i mean like... i like you, i like rice cooker. cause it cooks rice—" "—go to sleep, luffy."

💗you had to clear it to him the next morning that nicknames cannot be that absurd. and when he asked you what qualifies as a nice pet-name, you tried really hard to think of some. "oooh, you like food right?" his eyes twinkled up at the mere mention of the topic. you grinned, satisfied, "so, like honey, sugar, pie, cherry. these are all examples of good pet names." he nodded at you with conviction in his eyes, as if he truly got you now. 💗it was lunch time now. and after beating up a marine ship, the entire crew was waiting for sanji to finish cooking so you could all stuff down some food. you were next to robin, sun-bathing and chatting ideally about a book she had lent you. she made a joke about how the character was dumb and you nodded and laughed along. in the midst of it, your boyfriend came and stood next to you, "hey?" both you and robin looked at the captain. you gave him a welcoming smile, "what's up, babe?" "so..." he looked over robin for a second before looking back at you. "i was just saying that i love you very much, my bombocado." his bombo- what? but before you could inquire him, he giggled and ran away. what??? and you resorted to look at robin, a bit confused. she replied back easily, "it's a brazilian dessert." is it now?

💗"what do you mean?" the captain looked at you confused when you told him bombocado wasn't a great pet name. "then, what else is a good nickname?" "i dunno." you sighed, "something normal like cherry or something." but that had opened yet another pandora's box. because now every time he saw you, he would refer to you as some fruit: "hey there, banana~" "i love you, my java plum." "should we go out on a date, pineapple?" "you look so pretty, my dragon fruit." a pause, "hey. my dad's name is dragon!!" you had given up on the idea of pet names. you would rather be addressed by your government given name than a pinecone. but now you were stuck with these absurd names. how wonderful. (but, i mean it was luffy who was saying them, so, you didn't exactly mind too much but when the entire crew caught on. boy the humiliation, the drama.). 💗but then one day, before drifting off to sleep, he slowly whispered, "i love you, cupcake." you almost jumped up in victory. almost. but instead, you chose to pet his hair softly and kiss him on his forehead, "good night, muffin." "—i love muffin." you kissed his forehead again as his hair tickled your skin, "ofcourse you do. goodnight, baby." "goodnight, honey nuts." just give up on ever having a normal nick name. i'm sorry. it won't happen.

💗jokes aside, here's my actual list of names that i think luffy would call you: 1. peach (cause you're sweet (in more ways than one) and because you once told him it meant ass and he laughed for 15 mins cause peach means ass) 2. mama (idk, sounds good to me? sounds like something he would just go along with) 3. lovebug (he once heard sanji say it and he thought it was so cute cause if hes a bug and you're a bug then you both together can be a bug-couple) 4. mi amor (heard sanji say it, thought it was pretty) 5. hot stuff (ussop convinced him that's what he calls kaya and kaya loves it) 6. sunshine (because you're his sunshine, what's not clicking??) 7. angel (because you're an angel, again, where's the confusion??) well, at the end of the day it doesn't matter what he called you. what mattered was that, you could come collapse in his arms. and he would squeeze his arms around you and tell you how he loved you. what were a few corny petnames to endure if you got all of his love in return?

a/n: i am convinced this is simultaneously the best and worst thing i've ever written. i hope it was atleast mildly satisfying @kingofthe-egirls <3

#one piece #opla #op #monkey d luffy #luffy x reader #luffy fluff #one piece fluff #op fluff #luffy fic #luffy fanfic #luffy imagine #op x reader #monkey d luffy x reader

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monstas1ut · 1 year

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Characters w/ black! s/o who’s mad at them

LAW, ZORO, SASUKE, KAKUZU, ARMIN, EREN, ICHIGO, BYAKUYA

contains

__ +18 black coded reader, female reader, nsfw for most, sfw for some, only the Aot men are modern, usage of ‘slut’, Kakuzu uses his tendrils.

__ a/n : Can we talk about how I got so much love from my trafalgar law post? Thank you so much. This is just a small little small headcannon thing.. I needed to write something.. even if it’s shitty lol.

Trafalgar Law is the epitome of ‘get somebody else to do it’. This is only at first when he notices you’re slamming things, rolling your eyes, or sucking your teeth. The surgeon can barely give a damn when you’re acting like this. Most of the time, he knows it’s his fault why you’re acting this way. Law won’t give you any attention until you calm down though.

When you’re finally quiet and shriveled up in a corner with anger looming over you, that’s when he appears. He will be as calm as ever and this will piss you off even more, but alas, Law isn’t dealing with your bratty self anymore.

If this is a public dispute, Law will in fact use his devil fruit to ‘room’ you away from others. There’s just no way he’s going to argue or let you scream at him in public. His eyes would squint at you as if you’re dumb and he’ll grip your chin with his tattooed hand. This of course only gets you to shut up for a little while.

“You are picking at my nerves. Pulling the strings even, and if you do not stop your petty behavior… I will stop it myself.” His voice would be at a low tone, mixed with harsh intent. His eyes would be directly looking into yours. And if his demand did not frighten you in any way, he would then have to resort to getting closer while his thumb slips into your mouth.

Law had never been so sexual before you.. but he knows how much of a slut you are for him. He just knew you’d wrap those glossy lips around his thumb. Not only did it keep you quiet, but it turned him on.. and he’s sure you were just annoyed from him ignoring you… So, his other hand would slip away and down into your bottoms. The only thing he felt was the shameful wetness.

Maybe you were just horny and mad..

“I will not tend to your every little need if you keep acting like this everytime you want to be a little slut..” he says as his fingers slip inside you.

Roronoa Zoro didn’t even know you were mad. Mad at him? For what? The blonde cook was the one that had to flat out tell him that you were angry with him. That’s when Zoro becomes pissed about you even spilling your problems to Sanji. Then, the whole ship has to hear you two verbally brawl.

He’s a petty asshole alright. He’s hidden every bonnet and scarf you’ve ever worn, and to his disbelief, you had one stashed. He’s also the one to cross boundaries and purposefully watch your bonnet fall off your head at night.. and he will not pick it up. He’s just that petty.. But when he finds out why you’re mad, he may stop.

Zoro will end up doing things under your nose. He’ll bring you something at most. He’ll let you sleep with him again.. but the biggest of them all would be how he apologies. It would be murmurs. You wouldn’t even notice he’s trying to say sorry.. The only time he can do it is after he cums in your pussy.

Makeup sex is the way for Zoro. He cannot just verbally say sorry, it doesn’t feel correct.

“..a-ah!… Zoro~… Fuck-.. Fuck-…!” Once you’re creaming all over his cock and he’s digging his cum in you, he will be a panting mess. But yet, his kisses would be planted all on your back and your neck.. up to your ear.

“…I’m fucking sorry…”

Sasuke Uchiha has either left the building or has laid back to watch the show. This man is the most flip flopping character anyone has ever seen. It really depends on the time and day you get angry. There’s the Sasuke who will sit there and watch you with a hard cock, and there’s the Sasuke who will ignore you for the rest of the day until he comes back.

When you’re yelling, cursing and using your hands to talk, Sasuke gets hard. What can I say? He loves strong, determined women. He cannot deal with weak women who stay cooped up in their emotions and never speak up. This is why a black woman is for him. He has a thing for women who speak their mind… and he doesn’t mind saying sorry with his tip kissing your womb.

However, there’s the other side of him that wishes you would shut up for one minute. He knows he’s most likely in the wrong, but hearing you say it and curse him out kind of hurts his pride. He likes to leave home around this type of situation. Does he come back? Yes.. Does he say sorry for leaving? Sorta. He comes back with a gift that’s for sure, but he doesn’t mutter the words ‘I’m sorry’. Not until you’re doing that favorite move on his cock.

If you say sorry for yelling and screaming while bouncing on him.. he’s in heaven.. and it’s not because you apologized.. it’s because he knows you love him just enough to say sorry..

He also knows you’re too stubborn to say that to anyone else.

“Fuck I’m sorry-… I’m sorry Sasuke-… baby…” It literally makes his eyes uncontrollable. His rinnegan stays the same, however his other eye turns that signature red. It’s like he just wanted to see more with his sharingan…. He wanted to see your brown pussy lips even more, and your pink insides..

“Sorry..”

Kakuzu is just that one man that doesn’t care. Really. He had more important things to do. If you’re the type to scream and curse him out while angry, then you’re out of luck. If you are the type that says nothing and presents the silent treatment.. then you may have a chance.

There’s something about the silent treatment that gets Kakuzu’s blood boiling. He cannot stand seeing you avoid him, let alone go running to his partner and talking to that silver haired bastard. Kakuzu cannot stand it. He will constantly give you a harsh glare until you talk to him. But, if you’re consistent and you don’t tend to him at all, he’ll only wrap his tendrils around you.

Doesn’t matter if you’re talking to someone or not, he will wrap them around you and take your bratty ass with him. The second that door slams, you’re all tied with his tendrils and he forces you to tell him what’s your problem.. if it’s someone else.. he’ll deal with it. If it’s something he did.. he’ll only apologize by releasing you and buying you a silky scarf the next day. Hey.. he’ll even eat your pussy for a bonus.

“Oooeh… fuck~…” you purred, curling your toes as those black tendril’s kept your thighs parted. You could see just as well. Kakuzu was slurping every drop of juice that came out of you… and his green irises didn’t fail to stare into your soul while he did it..

“Still pissed off, woman?..”

Armin Arlert will be the one to talk things out with you. There are two men on this list who will, and he’s one of them. He will not force you to do anything, let alone fuck you to tell the truth. The blonde will only watch your anger disperse into thin air after he pampers you with services and material things. He knows you don’t care much for money, but he will buy you whatever you want.

He doesn’t want you pissed off at him forever. That’s what he believes will happen anyways. But, to put things short, he gets you happy faster than the rest. He does this within the hour he sees you mad. If he’s made you mad in some way, shape, or form, he’s going to apologize regardless. Even if it isn’t his fault, he’s spitting out apologies and begging for forgiveness.

He will not go straight to sex, as he believes it will alter the way you two go about things. Instead, after he pampers you in such a manner, he will take you out to dinner and he’ll then.. make passionate love to you.. filled with ‘I love you’.

“Armin-… oh-… right there baby…”

“Right here..? Alright baby I got it.” He softly spoke, his cock rushing through you time and time again. His voice was so soft compared to his hips..

“I love you… I love you so much…”

Eren Yeager. Toxic as hell. We all know this man. The first thing he does when he notices how mad you are is ask you. Yes, he asks you what’s wrong. If you comply and tell him.. it’ll be all dandy.. but if you’re a brat and you say that he should already know what’s wrong, you’re in for it.

This man will not only fuck the truth out of you.. but he will be so rough that you’re seeing stars and you can barely remember what you were even mad for. He cares about your feelings, yes, but the fact is that you were trying to be smart.. so he just fucked the smartness out of you.

Honestly though, after Eren does that and when your brain comes back to life, he will hold you. He won’t leave your side and he’ll even lift you and take you to the bath after a while. No doubt, he has his answer now. He got it while he fucked you silly. If it’s his fault, he’ll actually apologize, however if it’s someone else’s fault… he’s gonna grab his glocky and that’s that.

Long story short.. he’s trying to do better about that..

“Don’t try to hide anything from me.. I just don’t like that shit…”

“Okay.. so that means fuck me and make me mess up the sheets..?”

“Well.. Nah…. I just don’t like that smartass attitude, baby. Now cmere’ I gotta fix that” Eren says as he points to your lifting lace front.

Ichigo Kurosaki will only make the situation worse before it gets better. However, this isn’t such a bad thing. His brain can only comprehend women a little. He doesn’t understand why you’re even mad. He’ll have to get a lesson from Kisuke, that's for sure. The lesson being, women are always right.. which isn’t true at all, but it’s a known motto. Ichigo will try to stand by it..

But he’s Ichigo.

The argument between you two will go on for less than an hour before you're laughing and he’s laughing non stop. Either you two saw someone fall, or you ended up watching something that was entirely too funny to not laugh. Not only that, but you two are straight back to holding each other close.

Ichigo is always so tired from dealing with the soul society, so you naturally understand he comes and goes. But, he does say sorry eventually.. with a letter. He cannot verbally say it because he’s a secret tsundere and will blush like hell is on earth.

‘ I’m sorry for being a bastard. I love you.’

Byakuya Kuchiki, the other man who will talk things out. He’s not dumb whatsoever, and frankly, he knows you’re mad just from the way you hold a glass or the way you move your lips. He’s very attentive and cannot miss a beat with you. Another main, obvious example would be when you are doing your hair and you get frustrated too quickly.

The way of approaching you would be quite formal. He’ll ask pretty quick. He won’t hold back, and he prefers you don’t either. He’s such a good man that you’ll most likely be spilling out what’s wrong. Once he knows, he’ll immediately try to fix said problem, it’ll be easier if it’s because of him… However, if it’s because of someone else, they better run like hell.

Byakuya may be pissed at himself if it was him, but someone else??? Not only will he have a long talk with you, but it’ll also be a long talk with that other person.. and you are also tagging along. He doesn’t like when you’re mad, simply because it interrupts the peace and he wants you happy. He’s the dull one here.. he doesn’t need you to be the same.

After correcting said situation, Byakuya would have a meal ready for the both of you.. and he will make sure to pamper you in a bathtub.. he’s also the king of kissing hands.

“I’d love it if you kept that gorgeous smile on your face. Don’t let anyone take that away, not even me.”

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strniohoeee · 6 months

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Poignant

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader, angsty and cute and sad🥹

Synopsis: Y/N really liked Matt, and when Nick talks her into expressing her feelings…will she?🫂

Warnings⚠️: This is cute and sad, and simply for my self indulgence😭 no warnings actually

Song for the imagine: Look after you- The Fray

Read part 2 here🫶🏽

Poignant

Adjective

Evoking a keen sense of sadness or regret.

I had been friends with the triplets for 8 months now, and to say we were inseparable was an understatement.

I met Chris first through Madi, and immediately he and I bonded over our interests in music and fashion. But once I met Nick and Matt. It was Matt and I who became even more close than Chris and I

At times Chris would even claim that Matt was stealing me.

“She was my friend first” Chris would say when Matt would be showing me something on his phone

“Yeah well she’s mine now” he would say wrapping his arms around me, and I would always giggle at them bantering over me

After getting to spend more time with them. They introduced me to their car videos and vlogs, and to my surprise their fans loved me. We would always send each other tiktoks of the 4 of us in “friendship goals” edits.

The more I was in the videos, and the more Matt and I’s friendship blossomed we would start to see shipping edits of us, and accusing us of liking each other or already dating one another. At first we would laugh and express that we were all friends

However the more Matt and I hung out the more I Started to like the boy. He was always nice to me. We would go out to eat, go shopping, go see a movie, take long drives at night, and when we both had relationship problems we were always there for one another. Being each others shoulders to cry on

But this behavior started to take a toll on me, as I was starting to really like Matt, and I started to wonder if these friendly touches and glances were more than what they appeared to be to the naked eye.

Nick had a feeling I started to like Matt when my glances would linger, and my face would be tinted with a pink blush at his compliments, and how my smile grew wider when I saw him. At first I denied it, but after a while I was going to Nick for advice

He genuinely thought Matt liked me because he was never this way with his friends that were girls. Nick would try to get me to admit my feelings to Matt, but my biggest fear was rejection. Then he would slowly start making comments around us

“Aww you guys are so cute” he would say when I would be filming a tik tok with Matt and he would be leaning over my shoulder lip syncing with me

My fave would blush, and Matt would always says to stop

I always wondered if those stops were from him not wanting to be exposed for liking me, or because he genuinely liked me as a friend.

It was a Wednesday when we were filming a car video, and the triplets were doing a Q and A, and they really wanted me to join because there were a lot of questions for me as well.

About 10 minutes into filming Chris stumbled upon a question

“Oh this is a good one, Y/N the fans want to know if you’re seeing anyone right now” Chris asked looking back at me

“Sadly no. There’s no one on my roster” I said shrugging my shoulders at the camera

“Oh this one says who’s hotter Chris or Matt @ Y/N” Nick read

“I would say Nick” I said laughing

“WHAT” Chris said looking back at me with a dumb face

“Sorry guys, Nicks the man for me. I mean look at those dreamy eyes and that blonde hair” I said batting my lashes at Nick

“Fucking no” Chris said, and Matt just started laughing

After a few more funny questions and the brother bickering Nick found another juicy question

“Oh my gosh this one says how long have Y/N and Matt been dating” he asks laughing

“Guys enough with these accusations. She is just a friend that is all we are” Matt said looking into the camera

My heart dropped a little bit at the way he got upset with that question. But I get a good poker face on

“Yes guys! Matt and I are just friends” I said with a straight face

After a few more questions they ended the video, and we headed back to their house.

I went to Nicks room with him and sat on his bed

“Are you ever going to tell Matt how you feel” Nick asked in a whisper

“Probably not. It’s very clear that he sees me as a friend” I said looking at Nick

“I don’t know. These things he’s doing he’s never done for just a friend” Nick said back to me

“Maybe I’m different. We can just stay friends, you know. I just have to get over this crush I have” I replied back

“No I think you need to admit your feelings to him, or else this will eat at you” Nick said

“NICK I hate rejection and embarrassment I can’t do it” I told him rubbing my eyes

“You have to do it” Nick said

“Mmmm okay fine” I said giving in

“Okay PERFECT GO NOW” Nick said grabbing me and pulling me off his bed

“NOW?” I shrieked

“Yes now please do it” Nick said giving me a pouty face

“FINE FINE” i said walking out his room

I walked over to Matt’s room and knocked on the door

“Come in” he said

“Hey” I said shutting the door behind me

“Oh hey Y/N” he said after looking up from his phone

“Can I chat with you about something important” I asked as I sat on his bed

“Yeah of course! Are you okay?” He asked sitting up against his head board

“Oh yeah I’m fine. It’s just been heavy on my mind” I told him

“Talk to me” he said giving me his full attention

“I’m not sure how you’ll take this, and if I’m completely reading into this the wrong way please let me know” I told him looking into his eyes, and he nodded for me to continue

“Matt, I like you. Like really fucking like you, and I thought it was a stupid schoolgirl crush, but I can’t get you out of my mind no matter how badly I try to. When I’m with you I feel a way no other man has ever made me feel, and I just can’t live with myself if I don’t just flat out tell you” I told him looking at his face looking for a reaction

“Oh Y/N….” He said his face riddled with silence, and my heart dropped to my stomach. I know where this is going, I know that look. It a look of “how do I let her down without hurting her feelings”

“I’m so sorry but I don’t feel the same way. I never ever meant for my gestures to come off as anything other than friendly. I love you dearly, but you’re my best friend. I never meant to hurt you, and I’m sorry if my intentions were not clear from the beginning” He responded looking into my now watering eyes.

“Oh…I’m sorry Matt. I clearly read too much into your gestures. How stupid could I be to think a man being friendly meant he liked me” I said starting to cry and vigorously wiping my eyes

“Hey! Hey, you're not stupid. This isn’t your fault! This is my fault completely” he said coming off the head board and reaching for me

“No it’s not! This is my fault. You’ve made it clear from the beginning that we were just friends” I said bursting into tears

“No no don’t cry” he said coming over to rub my back

“How can I not cry? The one time I bite the bullet and face my biggest fear it backfires” I told him fully sobbing

“Don’t speak like that! I love you, and I will always love you, and even though I don’t want to be with you romantically that doesn’t mean we can’t stay in each others lives” he said whispering to me

“Matt. I can’t stay in your life. This will hurt me. This will eat at me” I told him finally looking at him

“What are you saying?” He asks me with hurt in his eyes

“I think that we shouldn’t be friends. Because these feelings I have for you will never go away, and I can’t live with being near you, and not being able to have you” I told him wiping my eyes

“You can have me! You will have me” he told me

“No I won’t Matt. Not in that way, and I have to accept that, so please Matt release me” I told him

“I can’t let you go” he said grabbing me and hugging me, and I hugged back just as tight

“You have to Matt. You have to let me go” I told him pulling away

“You’re my best friend” he said back to me

“I was, I can’t keep you in my life anymore” I told him getting up from his bed

“No please Y/N. Don’t do this” He said standing up

“Matt. You’re being mean you can not keep me when you do not want me” I told him grabbing his door knob and walking out

“Please Y/N don’t do this” He said following me out

I ignored him and walked down the stairs. Wiping my tears as I went to the kitchen to grab my purse and phone

“Woah Y/N what happened” Chris asked, and this caused Nick to look at me

“I have to go guys, and know that I love you guys so much, and I guess I’ll talk to you when I talk to you” I said turning around and shoving past Matt and walking out the door. Walking out of their lives, and most importantly walking out of Matt’s life

As I drove home I texted Nick everything that happened, and that even though I loved them I couldn’t bear to see Matt.

I told Nick that I could no longer continue to hang out with them.

Nick and Chris were so sad, but they understood my pain, and Nick, Chris and I occasionally texted to check up on each other

4 months later

I hadn’t seen the triplets in 4 months, and it was hard. My love for Matt only seemed to grow as I yearned for him, but I wouldn’t allow myself to open that healing wound again.

I also hadn’t posted on instagram for 4 months. Nor was I active on any social media as much as I used to be. I occasionally saw edits and comments of fans missing me, and wondering what happened to me, and how I just fell off the planet, and the triplets carried on with their career without saying anything.

These past four months I had been working on myself mentally and physically. Even though I was still hurting I started to feel like myself again.

I had a mini solo photo shoot, and decided that with those pictures that would be my comeback to social media

❤️nicolassturniolo, christophersturniolo, matthewsturniolo and 80,000 others

Y/NUsername: In another lifetime, you were mine🪻

nicolassturniolo: holy shit is this REAL?

nicolassturniolo: I miss you soo much🫶🏽

nicolassturniolo: wake up the queen has posted again

christophersturniolo: Did my best friend just hard launch her comeback?

christophersturniolo: Pull up to our house I’m missing your hugs😔

christophersturniolo: DADA😩

christophersturniolo: why the lighting so dark I can’t see you🤓☝🏽

About 20 minutes later I got a notification matthewsturniolo had posted after a long time

❤️christophersturniolo,nicolassturniolo and 440,000 others

matthewsturniolo:🪻

christophersturniolo:hmmm caption seems sus🤔

nicoloassturniolo: oh god…..here this lover boy go🫤

christophersturniolo: don’t fuck it up

I decided to like his post, and realized how cute Matt had gotten. As I liked the post I got a text, and I opened it

Matt Stromboli🤭

How about in this lifetime?🪻

I smiled down at his text, and went to answer him.

The End

I’m wondering if I want this to become a part 2 or not 🥹 I hope you guys liked this as much as I loved writing it🥹🥹

-J💅🏽

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miloonepiece · 6 months

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Hi!

I like your opla works.

Can I request Sanji kissing the reader after learning they never kissed anyone? Or they had but it was a very bad experience like that person was only doing it as a joke or sucked at it? Anything you can think up 😊

Thank you for considering this request

note: let's just say, I got a bit carried away while writing this one... I hope you enjoy it.

Kissing Practice

Contents: opla!sanji x gn!reader, a bit of angst but eventual fluff, alcohol mentions, jealous!reader, and sanji being a flirt with other women, kissing + kissing, a little bit suggestive at the end but it stays pretty tame. Word Count: 1.8k

You and Sanji were always flirting, it was obvious the attraction you had for the man and it was obvious that his interest in you was more than most other women. But that didn’t mean his endless flirting with other women came to a halt just because of you, at first it didn’t bother you all that much. It was harmless flirting and banter, but when he started to show more interest your hopes were lifted that he might’ve been interested in you. Maybe it was how long you two were stuck on the ship, you were the only person who ever gladly took Sanji's flirts and gave them back.

But it was your first time as a crew back on land, deciding to spread your legs you all went to the local bar to share some drinks and have social interaction with people other than the ones you were stuck with on the ship. You sat at the bar drinking a beer and making small talk with Usopp, who had already quite a few beers. He was babbling on about something that you couldn’t quite pay attention to because your eyes were stuck on something else, Usopp took a moment and another sip of his beer before he noticed you weren’t paying him any mind and he followed your eyesight. Sanji sat at the other side of the bar with some random woman all over him, moving her hands across his arms and laughing at whatever on earth he was telling her. He was looking at her the same way he had been looking at you those flirtatious moments on the ship and with that, it all hit you in one foul swing. He didn’t like you, you were just to keep him entertained. You swallowed heavily before quickly grabbing another beer and chugging it, then asking the bartender for another.

Usopp turned to look at you immediately, his facial expression became one of a worried one. He watched as you opened the next beer and began to chug it, “Hey- Hey!” He says carefully pushing the drink away from your lips, “Chill out..” He mumbled, you looked at him for a moment and stared. You turned to look at Sanji in the girl hitting it off so well, it made you scoff at yourself for being so dumb and gullible. You squeezed your eyes shut before you placed the beer down on the counter and sighed, “Sorry…” You respond to Usopp taking a deep breath, you weren’t drunk only on your third drink. Just a bit tipsy but another drink might get you there, you didn’t want to be drunk and emotional so you told yourself you’d finish this drink and then get water. You sniffled for a moment as you stared at your beer, flinching suddenly feeling hands against your back. You turn to look at Usopp who was attempting to comfort you and rub your back gently, “He’s gonna keep doing that, maybe you should too? Yknow… If he can flirt so can you.”

You stared at Usopp for a moment, processing what he was saying to you before it fully clicked a little switch in your brain. If he can flirt with others, so can you. You told yourself a small smile coming to your lips, “You know what, you’re right.” You say, pushing yourself by the hands away from the bar. “I did see a handsome fellow earlier~” You hum, twisting your body and beginning to walk off to find the stranger that would be here to simply have some fun for the night. Your eyes scanned around the room before they finally fell upon him, he was sitting alone at a table which is perfect timing. You walked over and sat across from him, beginning to make small talk with him and attempting to flirt with him.

What you weren’t aware of was how there was a pair of ocean blue eyes staring into the back of your head, having forgotten about the woman who sat next to him.

You were hitting it off with this stranger, your elbow perched up on the table and your chin being held up by your hand. The guy began to get a little more comfortable, one of his hands reaching over and touching yours then his leg feeling up your calf. You felt yourself beginning to sweat nervously, why were you so nervous!? You were just harmlessly flirting, a little fun for the night. Then one thought flew into your mind, You’ve never even kissed someone, let alone go past that. You grew nervous that you were leading this man on that he would get you in bed, you had to think of a way to get out of this situation and fast. You listened as this stranger told stories in a way to impress you before you finally came up with an idea, You gagged and covered your mouth acting shocked in so did the man. “S’cuse me..” You mumbled from behind your hands and quickly rushed off to the bathroom.

You finally found the bathroom after struggling in a crowd and quickly locked yourself in, hoping that he hadn’t followed and you could just sit in here for maybe an hour or so then make a sneaky exit. You sighed in relief as a few minutes had passed and no knock from the sound came from the other sound, you looked at yourself in the mirror and immediately your mind began to race. Picking yourself apart from the girl that Sanji had gotten all close and personal with, why weren’t you his type? How could you be his type… You let out a shaky sigh and inhale trying to stop yourself from crying. Knock, Knock. You flinched at the sound of the door and stared in confusion, “[Name?]” A voice called from the other side and you knew who it was immediately.

Sanji.

You stared at the door in shock, why was he here? Had he seen you fake being sick? You didn’t want to see his face right now, you were kind of hoping you could’ve snuck out without any of the crew knowing and going to the ship to give into sleep earlier. You inhaled shakily and squeezed the counter gently before you found the courage to speak, “Yeah..?” You asked out, you heard him attempt the door handle. “You alright? I saw you looked like you were going to be sick.” He asked you, and you almost scoffed at the words. You let go of the counter and made your way to the door, opening the door slowly and looking at him. “Yeah… Just had a few too many drinks and guess the food didn’t settle well with it.” You lied and met eyes with Sanji, God his eyes were beautiful you could stare into them for hours.

You realized you had been staring and blinked, “I’m… I’m good now though.” You respond with a soft, nod attempting to slide your way past him before you feel Sanji’s hand on your waist and push you back into the backroom shutting the door behind him. You heard the sound of the lock clicking panic bubbling in the pit of your stomach as you looked at Sanji, you inhaled a shaky breath as you looked at him. “Sanji.. are you drunk?” You whispered out, And he shook his head in response. “Only had one drink.” He whispered back, his eyes slowly traced over your face until his eyes stopped and stared at your lips.

Carefully Sanji led you to press your back against the cold counter, your hands immediately grabbing hold to support yourself as you stared at him in shock. “[Name]…” He whispered out his face so close to yours it made your skin burn and butterflies in your stomach erupt, “Can I please kiss you..?” He asked in a whispered tone as his nose gently brushed against yours, You shivered at the feeling of him so close to you. You were malfunctioning at the question and took a moment to process what he had just asked of you, you turned your head quickly which caused Sanji to let out a small gasp of disappointment.

“I’ve… never actually kissed anyone before.” You muttered out in embarrassment, your eyes glanced towards Sanji as he stared at you in shock for a moment. “You’ve.. never kissed anyone before?” He repeated your own words but as a question, his voice full of pure disbelief. You swallowed and nodded your eyes turning to look away from him again, instead suddenly finding more interest in the countertop beside you. “[Name]…” He whispered, his hand gently touching your jaw and guiding your face back to look at him. You looked at him nervously scared of what he would have to say, he chuckled at how scared you looked. “How about… I give you some private lessons?” He whispered as if the two of you weren’t locked in a bathroom alone, your breath hitched as he offered and stared at him in shock your face becoming extremely warm and you knew he noticed with the grin he had on his lips. “Oh… Okay.” You responded in a breathy tone as soon as you gave Sanji the green light his lips were attached to yours, his hand on your waist pulling you closer and his other found its way to hold the side of your neck.

His lips were oh so soft, the taste of cigarettes still lingered on his lips and you felt like you were dreaming but how gently he was kissing you. You didn’t want this moment to ever end, how his thumb moved gently against your neck and he held you so close. Your mind began to race to wonder how many other women he has kissed this softly then remembering that moments before he had been flirting with another woman, you quickly pulled away which caused him to stare at you in shock. “What… what about the lady you were with?” You asked out trying to catch your breath and watched as his eyebrows furrowed, “What about her?” He asked you. “You just… left her.” You glanced at the door before his hand redirected your face again. “Yeah, I did, for you.” He says, staring at you with a serious yet soft expression.

“Cause I like you [Name].” He whispered and those words sent shivers down your spine, your mind running on auto as you attach your lips back to his and kiss him. He carefully moved away, “Gentle.” He says you nodded as he told you before kissing him more gently which he responds with a pleased hum. You two would stay in the bathroom sharing simple kisses for a few minutes for the sound of a knock interrupted, the two of you turning into a blushing mess and quickly making your way out of the bathroom and back into the club. Make your way back to sit with the crew and share soft glances before everyone finally decides to leave, but you’ll be needing more of those ‘private lessons’ sometime soon.

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thewulf · 7 months

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Thank God For You || Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Summary: Request - My friend’s husband just got back from an eight month tour and their first baby was born about a month before he left. Now that he’s back any time he tries to comfort the baby or take care of him alone the baby gets more fussy and upset... Read Rest Here

A/N: So sorry I'm so slow these days. Work is kicking my butt. Here's a cute lil one to tide you guys over until things slow down! Loved this one. It's shorter but oh so sweet. Love Jake as always!

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Y/N

Word Count: 1.2k +

“Babe!” You ran down the stairs of your home stopping by the front door to look for your keys. You were still getting used to Jake being home after nine months away. He was shipped off to who knows what country, he couldn’t ever tell you, classification and what not, only three months after your daughter was born. Still being the emotional wreck you were, his mom moved in for a few months to help you out. And she actually did help. Her being there was literally your saving grace.

Jake walked out of the kitchen with a smile on his face. You, of course, had to return the smile to him. You’d missed him so damn much, “Hey.” He walked over to you stopping just shy of where you were.

“Hey.” Grinning, your eyes traced his face making sure to memorize every little detail you could. He loved his job, and you knew it, you just wished and prayed he didn’t have to go away for so long. But you knew what you were getting into all those years ago.

“You called?” He reminded you giving you a playful smirk when your eyes snapped back to reality.

“Yeah, I did.” You nodded, “I’m heading out to meet Allie at the mall. Nora’s down for her nap. She’ll need to be fed at three. Call me if you need anything. You got this babe.” You kissed his cheek trying to reassure the nervous father. He wouldn’t outright say it to you, but you weren’t dumb. You could see the hesitation, the looks over to you to make sure he was doing it right. It was hard and he was relearning it all with a brand-new baby to him. When he left she was barely three months and now she was becoming a toddler right before your eyes, almost a year old.

Nora Anne Seresin was a light to your life. She taught you so much about yourself. What unconditional love really looked like. You loved Jake, through and through but he could leave. You could never leave Nora, not ever. You finally understood what it meant, what all those moms said for years.

Jake picked out her name without even knowing it. He was putting names together after the two of you had found out you were pregnant. He was trying to mash up names like they had in Twilight. You rolled your eyes at him but couldn’t be giddier and happier. When he mentioned Nora for his mom and Anne for your grandma it just worked. You’d called the baby Nora all the way up to her birth, you certainly couldn’t have changed it then.

Jake nodded back to you, “Can you make it home by 3:10?” He asked.

“I’ll try, but you’ll be just fine. She loves you. She’s just got to get used to you again.” You squeezed his shoulder.

“Love you.” He pulled you back in for a hug before letting you go.

“And I love you.” You shut the door behind you praying Nora wouldn’t make a fuss.

But boy were you wrong. When you walked through the front door at 3:30 it looked like a bomb went off. And you heard Nora screaming from the kitchen. Poor Jake. Poor Nora. You sighed setting your purse down before heading to the scene of the crime.

“Oh, thank God.” Jake audibly let out a sigh of immense relief when he spotted you in the kitchen, “She won’t eat.”

You walked over taking the bottle from your overly stressed husband, “It’s okay. She might not be hungry.” Setting it down on the counter you motioned for him to follow you with the fussy baby in his arms.

He looked perplexed, “We’re not starving her?”

Oh, your poor confused husband. Clueless as all get out. Not that you minded, he was on a ship and couldn’t exactly do research on them. He was used to the newborn who sucked down food almost every hour on the hour, “No, she’ll let us know when she’s hungry. I try to keep her on track. 7:00, 11:00, 3:00 and 8:00. But sometimes she’s just not hungry.” You sat down on the couch patting the seat beside you.

He sat down with the red cheeked fussy baby in his arms, “You’re stressing your papa out Norrie.” You poked your daughter on the nose trying to distract her. She was confused. Her world as flipped upside down too.

She looked right at you giving you the biggest grin with that happy toddler giggle that made your heart soar, “That’s right, yes you are.” You poked her again earning another round of giggles and laughter.

Jake was looking down watching the entire interaction a bit defeated. His daughter wanted nothing to do with him and everything to do with you. When he tried to hand Nora off to you, you simply refused knowing how much they both needed this. She knew you, trusted you. She was just learning Jake. She needed to trust his scent, his touch, and his voice too. Jake pulled her back into his side. She looked to you, when you gave her a nod and smile she seemed to finally give in. Resting her head on Jakes chest he watched as her tiredness overcame her stubbornness. Her bright eyes drifted off into a sleep. You watched Jake as he watched Nora. He too was looking at her like you were looking at him earlier, studying her face.

When he looked back at you there was that sadness there that you’d seen earlier, “What’s wrong J?” You asked him, pulling him right out of his own thoughts.

He sighed looking away from you. Was he embarrassed? “Jake?” You asked again in a softer tone.

“She doesn’t want anything to do with me honey.” He admitted in low tone, almost so you couldn’t hear him.

“She’s learning you.” You grabbed his free hand that wasn’t holding her close, “This is so new to her. She’s only known me. Look at her. That’s not the baby girl you had to leave nine months ago. She’s brand new. Brand new almost every day. It’s a pleasure to watch.” You gave his hand a squeeze, “And look at her, she’s sleeping on you babe. That wouldn’t have happened last week. Cut yourself a break, you’ve been home for a week.” You prayed that your words meant something to him.

He nodded looking back and forth between the two of you, “How do you always know what to say?”

You grinned, “That’s why you married me? Remember?”

He grinned before shooting you a mischievous wink, “If I wasn’t holding this baby right now I’d be putting another one inside you right now.” He contained his laughter seeing your eyes widen in shock. He just knew exactly what to say.

You threw your hand over your mouth trying your best not to gasp and wake poor Nora up, “Jake!”

He shrugged, “What? It’s true. You’re more beautiful than I remember my dear. So damn gorgeous.”

You shook your head trying to hide that blush he always seemed to get out of you, no matter how many years you’d been together now, “Thank God for Nora.” You winked right back at him playing the game he was so good at.

“Thank God for you.” His gaze gave away just how much he really did care for you.

Biting your cheek to hide the massive smile you stood from the couch letting the two of them bond alone, “You’re a sap Jake Seresin.”

He nodded right along, “Only for you my dear. Only for you.”

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 5 months

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AITA for taking part in testing a stranger a few years ago?

Sounds worse than it is but I just want to ask. Long story bear with me. Fake names, all of us were 19-21 when it happened.

I'm in a very close friend group where we all share multiple fandoms, went through all kinds of discourse hell and fandom drama together for years. We're closeknit and we only get closer with time. One of the pillars of this group is Pearl who I deeply admire. Pearl is popular because she has good meta analysis and she's a vocal progressive just like everyone else in the group. All of us are popular to some degree but she's the most eloquent among us.

A few years ago we were hosting a group chat session to discuss a new show, Pearl was the host and she posted the invite for anyone to join. A new account named Ruby who was following some members of our group for a while, joined the chat along with a some other unknown people and a few mutuals. The chat had about 20 people, don't remember the exact number. So it was Pearl, her friends including me, some mutuals, some new people- all from Sauce fandom.

We were really happy to see so many Sauce fans like the new show. We were having fun until Pearl brought up shipwar from Sauce fandom for the sake of a mutual who was out of the loop. It was a mayo/ketchup vs ketchup/mustard drama and we were fans of mayo/ketchup. We were all shitting on the delulu ketchup/mustard shippers when Ruby said she was one of them. Pearl immediately showed her shitty takes from mustard fans, screenshots of anon hate Pearl got and some other things I can't remember. She asked for Ruby's opinion on those.

I admit Pearl was a little bit condescending, but at that time I was too busy agreeing with her and laughing about mustard/ketchup shippers' idiocy. I was giving more examples to support Pearl in case Ruby decided to counter. Ruby on the other hand laughed and said she also thought those anons were obnoxious and said she was only a casual fan. Pearl said she was relieved because these days you can't trust mustard/ketchup shippers to be normal. We went back to the original topic.

That was over, but I kept an eye on Ruby and I remember she unfollowed Pearl after a few days. I brought it up later a couple times when new members of our group became mutuals with Ruby. And one of them was outright making fun of her for being a little simpleton but we grew up and had other things to talk about.

Then I saw Ruby left Sauce fandom for Fruits fandom where she became a little more popular for meta discussions. She's still friends with a couple people from my group who are casual fans of Fruits. She sometimes shows up on my dash for general fiction takes I agree with. All good. But yesterday I saw her talking to her friends about something friendship and virtue signalling related, she said it was weird how many times she's been "tested" by fellow fans including people who she knew for years, and she thought maybe it was because she came off as dumb and oblivious. She implied She never needed to test anyone.

Now I don't know about other times Ruby was tested but I remembered the story from above when I was one of the strangers testing her and I'm wondering if it was a bad thing to do? I can see why she thought it was maybe rude. But it is true that many shippers happen to have dumb takes and I'd rather not waste my time, rival shipper or not. It's not even a big deal.

So Was I the asshole?

PS thank you for reading the full story and sorry I will not say the real names of Sauce fandom or its ships, none of us go there anymore.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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eywathemother · 1 year

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Fish lips Part 4

Ship: Aonung x Kiri's twin sister!Reader

Warnings: Language, bullying, gore, fighting, talk of war, injury and blood, slow burn, enemies to lovers (not really a warning just some people don't like that trope), death of (a) character(s), not proofread

Words: 3,022

Keys: (y/n) = your name,,(y/i/n) = your Ikran's name,, Neural Queue= the braid extension of a Na'vi's nervous system that allows them to link up to animals and Ewya,,(y/II/n) = your ilu's name,,

Chapters; Introduction || Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6 || Part 7 || Part 8 || Part 9 || Part 10 ||

Spoilers for Avatar: The Way of Water A whole ass lot.

Thank you for all of your comments and opinions, I love you all! I've figured out what I'm going to do now, yay! Sorry if I forgot you on the taglist I woke up to a bunch of messages n notifs so I'm not 100% sure if I got them all, I double checked but if I didn't, I apologize. Since the taglist is getting longer than I originally thought it would I have moved it to the bottom.

The week had gone by slowly due to your extra chores, luckily today was your last day of doing Neteyam's so you'd go back to your normal handful tomorrow morning. Unfortunately, it happened to be the day Aonung's little gang decided to terrorize you.

As you woke up earlier to go and tend to the Ikrans, they had decided to get up early as well. You were extremely exhausted more than usual this morning, so your temper was even worse. The air felt tight, suffocating you, giving you the feeling that today just wasn't going to be your day.

" Oh look, five is up!" One of Aonung's friend's announced to the group, their little nickname for you. You originally thought they were just stupid and actually thought your name was five, but you realized it was most likely because of your fingers.

The waltzed over, one pulling your tail as you bit the inside of your cheeks in frustration." Leave me alone." You grumbled, ears back and tail going crazy in annoyance.

" Aw is someone shy." One laughed at you and tried to grab the basket out of your hands." I'm trying to be nice and hold this for you." He cooed, talking to you like you were an incompetent child.

" Leave me alone!" You snarled, you temper had reached its limit and you smacked him across the face. Everyone in the group was quiet as you glowered at the boy you just slapped.

" You're gonna regret that." He hissed taking the basket from your hands and dumbing it at the edge of the sea. You watched as all the fish you, Lo'ak, and Neteyam worked so hard to get, dissipate immediately.

They laughed at your face, shock and anger on your features." No, you're gonna regret that." You scowled at the boy who just laughed. Until you brought your foot up, kicking him in the chest. The other boys stood for a moment of shock, and one even looked a bit worried. They probably didn't expect you to fight back, but you've never been one to cry over something you could just beat the shit out of instead.

Before anyone could grab you, you lunged at the boy on the ground and punched in several times in the face. One of the boys pulled your tail back and you hissed, kicking at whoever was behind you.

The boy on the ground composed himself and pulled your ear before shoving sand in your face. Sand went into your eyes, and you cursed at the burn.

They began to pull you backwards and the boy in front of you stood up. " You're stupid for attacking friends of the chief's son." They laughed like the whole thing was funny and they pulled you on your knees." Even if they did know we did this, you're the outsider not us."

They laughed and you glared up at the boy. You smirked, if you were gonna get in trouble over just one punch, why not go all out? You grabbed an unsuspected boy who was squatting next to you and pulled his head down, forcing his head down on your knee painfully.

" You're stupid for fighting someone with combat experience." As soon as the hand on your right arm loosened you grabbed the boy hard, forcing him on his knees, grabbing his hair, slamming his head into the ground.

They all lunged to hold on to you, you scooted back and quickly kicked the one holding your tails knee as forcefully as you could. He let go and shouted at the abrupt and painful contact of the heal of your foot and his kneecap.

You got up immediately as the boys stumbled to grab you, but you were too quick for them. The first one to come at you got an uppercut to the stomach, then a second one to his chin.

The other one swung at you, actually managing to catch you off guard and land a punch to your face. As his armed passed your face, you grabbed ahold of his forearm and upper arm, bringing it into brutal contact with your knee.

He screamed and you were positive you at least dislocated his elbow. The one you kicked in the knee put you in a headlock behind you and one of the boys in front of you landed a punch to your stomach.

You elbowed the boy holding you in a chokehold in the ribs and his grip loosened a bit. You bit his arm drawing blood and he immediately let go. The taste of blood filled your mouth, your own or his you couldn't tell.

Another one came at you, and you gave a nice roundhouse kick to his face." Fucking bitch." You wiped your nose that had been bleeding from the punch you got in the face.

" What is going on here!" You all stopped and turned around, Ronal standing there with Tsireya by her side. " She attacked us ma'am." One of them lied through his teeth and you scoffed." Why would I-"

"Enough!" She shouted, grabbing you by the arm and started to drag you towards the clusters of pods and you sent a glare behind you. The boys just smiled and waved as you disappeared from their sight.

" JakeSully." She called out as she reached your Marui and you put your head down in shame." I found your daughter in a psychical altercation with a group of boys." She averred, you looked up and all eyes were on you. Kiri started to get up to come check on you but Neytiri forced her to sit back down.

Your father walked over, furious." Thank you for letting me know, I'll deal with this immediately." He grabbed your arm forcefully pulling you towards him.

" Out!" He demanded and all your siblings immediately left." Jake." Neytiri stood next to him." I was defending myself is that a crime!" You snarled, shaking his grip from you.

" Yes! Here it is because we need to have a good reputation in order to stay here!" He yelled at you and Neytiri grabbed his arm." Ma Jake, it was self-defense." Your mother defended you and Jake sighed rubbing his face.

" Just, apologize." He laid out flatly and your mouth fell open." Me! They hit me first!" He rubbed his palms against his eyelids." Look, I know it's not fair, but if we get kicked out there is no other place we can go to." Jake sighed placing a hand on your shoulder.

" Apologize and move on. Clear?" He raised his eyebrows at you as you glared to the ground." Clear?" He pressed; annoyance written in his tone." Crystal." You spat through your teeth and you shook his hand off of you.

"Ma Jake." Neytiri began to talk to him, most likely lecture him. You didn't listen, you wanted to leave. Why should you apologize.

As you were looking at the ground, a shoulder bumped yours." Out of the way." A gruff voice huffed, and you looked up to see Aonung carrying fish in his hand." Oh." he breathed; he wasn't paying attention either, he thought it was one of your brothers." Here." He handed you a basket of fish.

" To replace the ones my idiot friends lost." He hissed out friends, as if he didn't even consider them to be. You nodded and began to walk away; he grabbed your shoulder." You're bleeding, clean yourself up." It was more of a demand but before you could question on why he even cared he walked away.

You shrugged, perhaps he was just embarrassed of his 'friends'. He still seemed to dislike you, but the tension was less so with you than with your other siblings. Almost like he liked you, just a bit.

You shook those thoughts out of your head, driving yourself to go down the path you were trying to earlier.

Luckily you got to the Ikran safe with no assholes trying to gang up on you, finishing your chores you went to find Aonung. You didn't know if it was his or not, so you just assumed it was. You had wiped off the blood from your face with water and the reflection from the water when you were feeding the Ikran.

You hoped you got it all out, but you weren't one hundred percent. You looked around for Aonung, you didn't spot him, but you could see the tip of his sister's head behind a rock in the water.

You walked over and climbed on top of the rock, peering over it. You saw Tsireya as well as Aonung talking, he was more in the water than her that's why you couldn't see him.

" I came to return your basket, Aonung." You stated, holding it so he could see it." Just leave it there." He mumbled and Tsireya gave you a wave." Good morning, I heard what happened-." She began but you interrupted her.

" It was my fault no biggie." You set the basket down and left, heading towards your families pod to go eat your late breakfast.

" Aonung, you need to talk to those friends of yours." Tsireya lectured him and he rolled his eyes, looking away." They beat up on a girl for no reason!" She raised her voice slightly, giving him a disapproving look.

" If you saw them, she got back at them pretty well." He grumbled, looking towards the area you disappeared." You need to get over whatever petty feelings you and your friends have towards them." Tsireya was upset, very upset that Aonung was brushing off an incident like this so easily.

" They're strangers, we don't know them!" he argued back, he huffed." They could bring their war here, Tsireya." He glared at his sister, and she rolled her eyes." You and mother are both paranoid." She left, getting out the water.

" Unlike you, I'm going to go make our new villagers feel comfortable and safe in my presence." She jabbed at him, and she walked away, she wasn't the type to get upset, so he definitely didn't know what to say.

Later that night he couldn't sleep, he genuinely felt bad that his so-called friends attacked you like that. He was also surprised by your ability to hold your ground against at least four boys. Of course, his feelings were not wanted but he couldn't stop himself from being a little guilty.

He stood up, getting out of his hammock quietly and leaving for some fresh air. He walked the beach for a little while, until he saw you sitting on a rock by yourself.

You missed your home; this wasn't your home. During the night, you would sneak out of your bed and sit on a nearby rock that faced the spot where you first arrived. You sighed, rubbing your braids in frustration.

Your mother had just finished doing your hair before bed and rubbing your hands through your clean and neat braids made you feel a little calmer. Then you heard a splash next to you, scaring you and causing you to fall in the water.

You held in a squeak not trying to wake up anyone and get in trouble. When you resurfaced you saw a wet Aonung had taken your spot and smirked down at you." Did I scare you?" He whispered in a mocking tone, and you rolled your eyes getting back on the rock. He noticed tear stains down your face, but he didn't mention them, a bit afraid to make the conversation even more tense.

The rock was small, so you were rather close to Aonung when you climbed back up, legs practically sticking together. You didn't really care to be honest; he was fine when he shut his mouth, which wasn't often if you're honest.

" What do you want?" You broke the silence and he shrugged." Was bored, came to bother you." He said matter of fact, and you rolled your eyes again." Were you watching me or something, creep." You scowled at him, and he scoffed.

" You wish I was that into you." His ears back as he grumbled." Me? The person you called a 'five fingered freak' the first night we met?" You cocked your head." Hmm, yes what is more desirable than that? I just love when you say mean things to me." You grabbed your heart dramatically, placing your head on his shoulder and looking into his eyes.

He scrunched his face in disgust and pushed you. Not hard enough to knock you off the rock but pushing you to sit up off him. A silence fell over the two of you and you stared straight into the darkness of the sky. From the corner of your eyes, you could see him continuously glanced at you.

You huffed in annoyance, your brows furrowing." What? In love with me?" You teased and he scoffed turning his head away, but he didn't get up from his spot." Aww you aree." You continued to tease, and you moved onto your knees poking his cheek.

He hissed at you in annoyance grabbing your wrist and pulling it from his face." If your so annoyed at my teasing, leave." You offered, looking into his eyes." This is my rock; I can be here whenever I want to." His jaw clenched; cheeks tinted with blush from embarrassment.

You laughed at him; he immediately covered your mouth." Sh, you're gonna get us in trouble." He hissed and you finished up giggling before grabbing his fingers and wrist to move his hand from your face. " Why are you out here on your rock?" You asked in a teasing tone, but you were genuinely curious.

He pulled his hand from yours and his ears went back. He tensed up uncomfortably and you stared at him waiting for him to respond." Are you going to continue to stare at me?" He scowled and you nodded." Give me an answer and I'll leave you alone."

He sighed, his shoulders dropping but still tense." I felt bad for the incident this morning." He admitted, much to his annoyance you smirked at him." You felt bad for me??" You placed a hand on your chest, dramatically acting surprised.

You were, you never expected him to apologize for anything. You bumped his shoulder." You suck but I don't blame you." You grinned at his annoyance, and he pulled his hand out of yours.

" 'Kay, now leave me alone." He demanded and you scoffed returning to your original position facing forward. You both stared forward for a while, the air around you becoming peaceful. When he was like this you didn't mind being around him, alone he's fine but his friends make him a demon. He was still annoying of course and was rude, but he was quieter and calm.

He was Tonowari's son, but he took mostly after his mom. Her first impression being rude and aggressive towards your family, just how Aonung has been towards all of you since you got here. Moments like this though, made the qualities he got from his father more noticeable.

You hummed and got up to leave, he eyed you for a moment." Wait." he called out and you turned around, raising a brow." Desperate for more of my attention already?" You giggled but you soon became quiet when you saw how serious his face was.

" I am serious." He grabbed your hand and pulled you down next to him." I really do feel bad for what they did. Ganging up on a girl like that is a shit thing to do."

" Even for you? King of mean." You grabbed a piece of his hair and pulled it; he swatted your hand away." Do you ever take anything seriously!" He raised his voice in aggravation and it was your turn to shush him.

You placed a finger on his mouth as he went to reply with some snarky remark." I do, just not things that have already happened." You bit your lip." You actually didn't do anything wrong this time, but it was nice of you to apologize for something for once."

He bit his tongue to hold back a rude comment he was about to make." You know you're not so bad to look at when your mouth is shut." You confidently stated and he blinked at you. Surprised by your relaxed attitude, he's never seen you so calm before.

he decided at this moment he wanted to know why you were on this rock, his rock according to him. " Why did you come out here?" He asked, he thought he knew the answer that you wanted to get away from all of the drama and tension surrounding you right now.

You sighed, looking back towards the view." I just miss my home." You bent your head down, your hair blocking his view of your face." I hate it here." You admitted in a whisper, if he wasn't holding his breath for your reply, he wouldn't have heard you.

He felt bad now, he never took into consideration that none of you actually wanted to move. You had to, if he was in your position, he definitely wouldn't want his family in the middle of a war. He cautiously placed a hand on you shoulder and you didn't shake it off. You leaned into his touch a bit.

He didn't respond, I mean what could he say to something he knows nothing about. He's never dealt with war or being the main target of their attack. He's never had to move the entirety of his life and never witnessed death as he's positive you have.

" Ya know..." He started and you looked up at him, waiting for him to continue." This rock isn't actually mine." He shrugged, trying to lighten to mood a bit, you chuckled rolling your eyes." Yeah, no shit."

You guys continued to talk for almost the rest of the night, and he actually was starting to like you. Accepting your differences wasn't so hard, especially when it belonged to a beautiful and strong girl such as yourself.

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