#sad he won't be in the public eye for some time again but wishing him all the best
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The Kingdom of Wishes- A “Wish” Rewrite
Chapter 10- The Thanks I Get
Chapter 9
(I bet ya'll see the title and think "oooooh she's gonna adapt Magnifico's song" yeah, actually no, sorry to burst your bubble, but that song is beyond salvation... I'm doing something else with it.)
“Then let’s go! Last one there is a dusty nebula!”
Aster exclaims as they run to the castle to get her wish. Probably not the most sneaky way to… sneak in a castle.
But Asha can’t help but laugh with his contagious enthusiasm, as he's literally doing some cartwheels as he runs, laughing to himself.
She’s confident they can do this, as long as they stay together.
Aster is way ahead of her, while Valentino is hoping after her.
She smiles with a passion in her eyes, as she runs and-
Asha is stopped.
She feels a large hand made of green magic holding her whole body.
Her smile instantly replaced by terror... The king got her.
She tried to scream for help.
"A-AST- HMM" But one of the hand's fingers covered her mouth to shush her.
Aster didn't look back.
Asha is pulled all the way back to the plaza, flying through the air. And before she knows it she's back on the ground. She opens her eyes... The king and queen are smiling down at her.
"Hello again, Asha. We got a little surprise for you~" Magnifico says in a singsong voice, holding a green wish bubble.
(The image above doesn't represent where they are in this moment, but that face Magnifico is making just SCREAMS the same vibes my rewrite's Magnifico has)
Her heart was beating like a drum... The king was no longer holding her with his magic but she still couldn't move, she was frozen in fear.
The king turned his attention to the crowd at the plaza as he spoke
(Detail: The whole kingdom is not here watching, this is like, a gathering of dozens of people that were casually walking around the plaza minding their business. But it's still plenty of people though.)
"My people! Give a big cheer foooor... THE NEWEST PRINCESS OF ROSAAAAAAS!" He announces with the charm of a show host, as he turns Asha around to the public.
He raises her wish bubble, revealing inside the image of her wearing a white dress similar to the queen's and a crown.
The whole crowd gasps in surprise, but no one is as surprised as Asha's 7 friends, all of them look completely shocked... They KNOW Asha wouldn't wish for that.
Asha looks like she's gonna pass out... Has Aster noticed she's not behind him yet?
The king continues as if the girl next to him doesn't look scared out of her mind
"YEAH I know, we were just as surprised as you all. Little miss "I just have a simple wish" here just did a FULL 180 and wished to be ADOPTED by us. I mean haha I'm sure now you understand why we were gonna deny this wish, right?... But then again..." The king places a hand on Asha's shoulder, tightening his grip "I won't stay on this earth forever, and we're yet to be blessed with an heir to be my apprentice... SO if Asha shares the same love for Rosas that we have, then how can I say no?!"
The people, now understanding the situation, cheer with joy at the news that the kingdom will have a princess.
(Hey hi it's me, just wanted to let y'all know the whole time I'm writing this scene my mind is going "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" in a bad way, like, this is literally the part of the story I was dreading the most, if this is freaking you out then imagine how I'm feeling.)
Asha for the first time since she landed on the stage starts trying to speak, emphasis on trying because her voice almost doesn't come out.
"I- I didn-"
The queen brings her in for a hug.
"Ooh Asha, I just know having you in the palace will bring so much joy into our lives." The queen holds her so tightly the girl can barely breathe "We've heard that you came out of the castle crying last night, and we felt so AWFUL that we made you go through the sadness of losing a wish" Her sharp nails are digging on Asha's back as she says "But don't worry mi rosa. From now on, we'll make sure no more tears run down those pretty little eyes... Ever again."
In the eyes of the people, this is a sweet moment...
But Asha knows full well what the queen really means. This is a threat.
They want to take everything away from her. Her interests, her voice, her free will. Everything because she dared to speak up to them, she dared to call them out on a problem that she had with the system...
And now, they thought she would just LET THEM take it all from her? So they could use her as a way to make THEM look holier than thou in the eyes of Rosas?
... No...
Like she told Aster, she was DONE running away from them.
All these thoughts are going through her mind as the king speaks, raising the wish into the air and using his staff to grant it, he speaks in a smooth calming voice:
"That's right, now just hold still my dear, this will feel just like waking up from a pleasant drea- WAHH!"
The crowd gasped.
Asha kicked the staff off his hands, stopping the spell.
The staff ALMOST falls on the ground, but Magnifico grabs it clumsily just before the green gem hits the floor.
The king's blue eyes are wide. His previous charismatic persona vanishes in an instant.
"yoU LITTLE- IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO THIS I-..." He stops himself, remembering that they are in public. It's almost unnerving how quickly he switches back to his calm demeanor "Hahaha *ahem* apologies, got a bit jumpy there haha It's just that... You REALLY don't wanna find out what happens if this breaks." Magnifico says warningly.
The king and queen were surprised that Asha fought back...
But they were even more surprised by the fact she didn't even flinch at the king's yelling.
As they look at her, they realize she's not that same meek little girl they met the previous night.
She was standing up proudly, still holding her Saba's mandolin in one hand, and her mother's cloak hood was down.
Her legs were no longer shaking, and her head was held up high.
(The way he always taught her to? :3)
She spoke loud and clear so EVERYONE could hear
"That is NOT what I wished for!"
...
Magnifico wasn't expecting that.
After taking away her wish the girl should've lost her spark. But here she is shining brighter than before... Something changed... She got a new wish.
The plan was to just put her in a situation where she'd be in danger, so that the star would come to save her, revealing it's power, and Magnifico could capture it...
Sure, they just saw said star a few minutes ago, but hey, he wanted to make a spectacle out of it by having the star come out of it's human disguise in public. That's more his style...
... This is fine though, after all Magnifico always liked to improvise...
...
The king throws his head back as he lets out a huge laugh.
"HA- Ha ha ha Ooooh I see, you're just confused because you don't REMEMBER that you wished for this, right?" He asks Asha as if he's giving her one last chance to just play along and accept her fate "I know it's hard to believe, but this IS your wish. Then again, it's quite common that some doubt that they wished for something-" He turns to the crowd as if he's casually going to start telling a funny story "Ya know, there was this one time a lady wished me-"
"NO!"
She interrupted him this time, which got even more gasps and shocked looks from the crowd.
Magnifico now turned his face to her with a fake puzzled glance, really what he's thinking is "Oh she's ACTUALLY going for it?"
Asha takes a deep breath. They'll definitely throw her into the dungeon for this... But better thrown into a dungeon than locked in a tower as a mindless princess... Besides, Aster can unlock doors, he can get her out...
"I am NOT letting you decide what I deserve... Nor what ANYONE ELSE in Rosas deserves!" Asha says determined, pointing at the very confused crowd.
Magnifico is... How can I put this? Intrigued? Amused? Impressed?... Nah, I think the word I'm looking for is: Excited.
He NEVER had someone challenge him like this before, and although having these peasants kiss the ground he walks on is pretty fun, it does get kinda dull after 25 years... Getting to SHOW this little brat just how much control he has over them? Now that's new.
And so... He accepts her challenge, by playing dumb:
"Huh?" He looks at her with one arched brow, tilting his head to the side, a very slight smile forming on the corner of his lips "Now what on earth are you talking about, Asha?" He asks innocently, pretty much daring her to go on.
And so she does. Ready to go past just dipping her toes in, she's diving in.
She looks at her people as she exclaims without fear:
"Everyone, PLEASE listen to me, Magnus and Amaya are not who they claim to be!" She begs them to listen.
The crowd is dumbfounded, mostly by the fact she just addressed them by their first names.
Now, any other king would've probably called in the guards to arrest the girl at this point.
But King Magnifico ain't no normal king, he instead just jokes about it like this is a stand-up comedy.
"WOOOOAH first names!? Really? We're going with first names? Hahaha okay- calm down "miss Lucero"! We've just met yesterday." He's talking like she's just a kid misbehaving.
Asha ignores the king's comment and continues "Magnus claims to grant our wishes, but last night I've seen it with my own eyes what he REALLY does. He CHANGES our wishes, turning them into curses. That's what he did with MY wish, and he has been doing it for years with many if not ALL our wishes." She explains as clearly as she can.
The people look at her in disbelief, some laugh it off like she just lost her mind... Her friends though, seem to actually be listening attentively.
Magnifico approaches her and talks in a more reprehending tone, but still smiling like he just finds this all really amusing "Oh Asha, I know that because of your father's ideals you're not the biggest fan of how I do things, but yelling deranged lies about me REALLY doesn't help your case."
The king makes it seem like Asha is just acting this way to enforce her "Achieve your wish by yourself" ideals. And sure enough, some people seem to agree that's what she's doing. It has to be right? No waaaaay the king would actually be a bad person.
(They think, as they watch this grown man verbally bully this 18 year old... Please don't hate the people of Rosas too much y'all, they're like partially brainwashed and victims of the situation too)
Asha doesn't care what anyone thinks though, if she can open the eyes of at least ONE person, then it'll be worth it, she has to at least try.
"The only liar here is YOU" She says now glaring at him.
"Oh-ho REALLY? Alright Asha, I'll play along..." He leans down to look her dead in the eyes "Prove it." He challenges her, and then starts walking away from her, pretty much giving her the room to state her case "Go on, humor me. Show us a SINGLE proof that anything you say is a fact." he uses his staff to create a fancy chair made of green light for him to sit on, as he crosses his legs "Would you like one as well, my love?" he asks his wife that is just standing there
Oh yeah, the queen's there too, I haven't really mentioned how she's feeling about this have I? Well let me tell ya she's not enjoying this ONE BIT.
Actually the whole time she was in the background looking at her husband with the biggest "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Face you can imagine.
YEARS of maintaining a squeaky clean persona in public. YEARS of her teaching him how to act like a selfless person. And now he's just casually inviting this girl to destroy everything they've built?!
(Amaya, sweetie, you deserve better than this idiot, go to the Wish Movie universe and turn that Magnifico into your boy toy)
She tries to put some sense into him, as in, tell him they should just quit while they're ahead and throw her in the dungeon:
"Umm darling, don't you think she already crossed a line?" The queen asks him with a concerned look.
"Oooh she did, all of them in fact. But let's hear her out, ya know? After all, I'm always there when my subjects need to vent." The king gives his queen a confident look, as if to say "I know what I'm doing"
See, that's the problem with Magnifico, he's way too confident that his people would NEVER actually turn against him. Yes, he got worried when Asha raised her voice asking about her Saba's wish that one time, but that was different, back then Asha was saying something that could possibly be passed out as truth, that Magnifico doesn't grant all the wishes... Now though? Now she's saying that he CHANGES the wishes and turns them into curses, that's ridiculous, not to mention that now she has a bad reputation. He's confident that his people would never believe a word she says.
... That's what he THINKS.
Asha is given the room to open their eyes.
So, she takes it:
"The proof is literally ALL AROUND US!" She says pointing to the paintings on the walls around the plaza, the statues, the drawings on the floor. Everything illustrating the king and queen "Has anyone ever wondered WHY everywhere we look, every piece of art, every song we hear, every celebration, it's ALL dedicated to them?" She says pointing to the king and queen.
"It's called being grateful kid, you should give it a try." Magnifico says pridefully.
Some people in the crowd look around... Some of the younger ones, as in, younger than 18 have a thoughtful look.
Asha ignores the king's comment again and continues like she has been holding in these words for years "Our kingdom has people from all around the world: Africa, Asia, Arabia, Europe, so much diversity, but you could never tell by looking at the way people dress, all in one style. Our food is not diverse. Our music is not diverse. Our art is not diverse. Has anyone ever wondered why?"
We see a glimpse of Dahlia's reaction to that comment... That got her attention.
"I'll tell you why: Magnifico CHANGED the most beautiful part of ourselves, what makes us unique, making us all the SAME."
Magnifico chuckles at that as he says "And THAT, my dear, is what we call E-QUA-LI-TY" He claims proudly, thinking that the crowd agrees...
The queen seems concerned... He's getting carried away, again.
He's not looking at the crowd yet.
Asha looks directly at him, her eyes have a burning rage "THIS isn't equality! Equality is what Rosas used to be. Before YOU, this kingdom was colorful, full of variety and self expression-"
"Oh for crying out loud!" He cuts her off, now sounding annoyed as he rolls his eyes "You JUST turned 18, what do YOU know about how things were before ME?" He asks with a grin.
"I may be young, but I know A LOT. I've read about the kings that came before you! And by the way, there's a reason they didn't grant all the wishes!" She speaks boldly.
"OoOooOOoh would you look at that ladies and gentlemen, we got a little scholar in our midst!" That's the most formal way one can call someone a nerd "Alright then, ENLIGHTEN ME, why would those idio- I mean- Ideal kings not grant all the wishes?" He almost slips up.
She smiled knowing she already won, as she accepts the challenge.
"Gladly."
Magnifico is taken aback by that. His expression goes slightly serious.
"They didn't grant all the wishes because they knew the importance of not letting the people DEPEND on them to achieve their dreams, that it's something for YOU to do by yourself." Her voice is full of passion.
"HA! because THAT'S waaaaay better than what I do. You know Asha, maybe you're right, maybe I did change your wish, clearly you don't wish to be a princess, you're way more of a COURT JESTER! Isn't that right Rosas?!" The king expects people to agree.
...
Silence.
He turns to look at them and...
They're listening to her.
... That's... NOT how he thought this would play out...
He thought that at any moment the people would start booing her, disagreeing, insulting, anything...
But nothing happened.
... They actually DOUBTED him?
And all it took was ONE LITTLE GIRL?!
He thought they loved him unconditionally... But after everything he did they just...
Ignored him?
...
He had to shut her up.
But she still had more to say:
"They understood that wishing isn't something you should feel pressured to do when you turn 18. It's something that is YOURS and you should decide if you want to give it away or not-"
Magnus stands up from the chair he created as he speaks firmly:
"Alright, now you liste-"
She looked directly in his blue eyes as she interrupts him with no fear:
"You RUINED Rosas and everything it stood for."
His eyes widen at that comment. That one hit a nerve.
"That's ENOUGH-"
"You shouldn't even be KING in the first place! YOUR BROTHER WOULD STILL BE OUR KING! BUT YOU KI-"
Asha is shushed.
Magnus uses his magic to hold her whole body, including her mouth.
The people in the crowd gasp.
He's looking at the girl with an expression she hasn't seen from him before... There's no feeling in his eyes... It's like he's soulless.
He turns to look at the people bellow his feet.
They look... Scared.
...
He could do some damage control later. Nothing that a wish ceremony here and some festivals there don't fix... The people would forget this eventually.
This girl though?
He would never let her forget who was their king.
Asha's eyes look terrified.
His face remains emotionless as he says in a whisper:
"You want me to be the bad king? Fine, now I'm the bad king."
There's the rumbling sound of thunder, alerting that it's gonna rain soon.
At that moment, King Magnifico just kinda forgot the whole reason they did all this was to capture the star...
OH YEAH SPEAKING OF THAT STAR! WHY DON'T WE CHECK ON HIM???
So we cut to Aster near the entrance of the castle, oblivious to the fact Asha was not racing with him at all for the past (I don't know how many) minutes.
The star hits his hand on the wall as he says
"HA HA I WIN! Alright, now how should we distract the guards? I was thinking mayb-" Aster turns around and realizes...
Asha isn't with him.
"... Huh... I know I'm fast but I was trying to run about the same speed of a human... Could she have tripped on the way or something?" The star ponders, trying to see if he could spot Asha in the distance
But then he hears some very desperate cries... Of a certain baby goat.
"MAAA! MAAAA!" Valentino was hoping as fast as his little baby goat legs could take him.
"Oh hey Val! Did you see-"
"MAAA!" The goat explained.
The smile on Aster's face deflated into horror.
"... W h a t?" Aster's voice was shaking, he didn't know such guilt was even possible...
They left her. After he promised he would never leave her side.
Aster grabbed Valentino, running with the goat in his arms twice as fast as he ran to get to the castle, and all he could say was:
"NONONONONONO I'M OFFICIALLY THE.WORST.WISHING.STAR IN.THIS.SIDE.OF.THE.GALAXY!!!"
Sooo we cut back to Asha... Who's not doing so great right now.
The king is using his staff to make her float, so they're on the same eye level. As he begins to speak with his voice sounding uncharacteristically monotonous.
Not faking kindness, nor passion, not even sarcasm, just a serious and emotionless tone that sent chills down her spine.
"I don't know what could've possessed you to speak such lies, Asha. After everything I've done for you... Since the day you were born to the day that we've met... I give and give and give and give" He tightens the spell around her with every "give" making her face contort in pain "And all I ask in turn... Is just a little respect." He sighs "But that's too much to ask from you, hum? You want things to be your way, to change centuries of tradition because YOU so happen to not like how things are... And to think I actually considered making an apprentice out of you.” He says… looking at her wish bubble that he's holding “So, this is the thanks I get? For wanting to go above and beyond to grant your wish? I mean, what MORE could you possibly want from me?” He asks even though she obviously can’t answer with her mouth covered by his magic.
“I think she made what she “wanted” painfully clear, mi rey” the queen, that has been dead silent this whole time, as she usually is when they’re in public… comes in with her voice sounding full of pain and sorrow…
Magnifico turns around to his queen, she has the most believable crocodile tears running down her face
… Oh how he loved this woman. She always knew just what to say to turn the odds in their favor.
He lets go of Asha, knowing his wife’s words alone were more than enough to trap her.
And so, the queen began to speak:
“You came in with that whole “I don’t know what to wish for” nonsense, as if someone that lives HERE of all places could not know what to wish for… We opened our hearts to you, offered to help you, and you gave us THIS WISH…”
Asha tries to defend herself:
“I didn’t wish fo-“
“Silence.” The queen said raspy, as she walks towards Asha slowly “I know what you wanted… You wanted to destroy everything we’ve built… By stealing the crown from us.”
A few people in the crowd, mostly older people, gasp.
Asha get's nervous, realizing people are believing what the quenn says.
“What?! But I didn’t-“
“You tried to manipulate us into giving you the title of PRINCESS in a silver platter, but after we denied you, you decided to change your approach, didn’t you? You wanted revenge, you tried to spread these HEINOUS LIES about our King. You tried to TRICK our beloved people to put them against us.” The queen keeps walking closer and closer to her.
The people that were before agreeing with Asha… Now see her as a traitor.
Asha is panicking.
“But- But I never wanted to be-“ Asha shuts her eyes as the queen gets close to her face.
“But you miscalculated, my dear, because you CAN’T hurt our reign, for we are mighty, and you? You are all alo-WAH“
Something pushes the queen away from Asha.
The crowd gasps.
She falls on the kings arms.
…
Asha opens her eyes.
Aster is standing with his back turned from her, his arms are open trying to shield her away from them.
He turns his head to look at her behind his shoulder
"Sorry I took so long, you okay?”
Asha looks at the faces of the civilians of Rosas, they all look concerned… With the queen.
“No.” She answers, hugging herself, scared beyond words.
“… I gonna get us out of-“
“GUARDS! Cease these traitors!” The king exclaims with his voice full of rage.
Aster just turns around to Magnifico in shock.
“EH?! TRAITORS?! WHAT DID I MISS-" Aster barely finishes his sentence before a guard bellow the stage grabs him by the cape and pulls him down "WOA HEY-”
"OH! I don't knoooow, maybe you just missed that you TOUCHED THE QUEEN, BOY!" (took all my will power to not write him saying "Mah wife") Magnifico yells at the star boy while holding his wife in his arms, she's making a whole scene like Aster hurted her really badly when in reality she barely felt anything. "And YOU" Magnifico turns to Asha, who's just petrified with fear as some guards get up the stage to get her "... I don't think I have to explain what you did wrong, do I?" He simply shrugs.
Asha is looking around desperatelly.
There HAS to be someone who sees this is wrong, right?
She looks to the crowd and sees... Her friends.
They all look scared, but they have to believe her right? After everything she said.
She manages to avoid the guards grasp, as she jumps down the stage and rushes to where her friends are.
"DAHLIA, GUYS! Come on, you KNOW I'd never make that wish, PLEASE you believe me, right?!" Asha says as she holds Dahlia's hand.
... Dahlia doesn't hold her hand back... She looks at Asha with tears in her eyes... Not knowing what to do.
It's not like they don't believe her, most of them do...
Most.
But they're just a bunch of teens, what are they supposed to do?
The 7 can see the king glaring at them, waiting for their response.
Dahlia can only stutter:
"... Y-you... You did say the king wouldn't grant your wish..."
Asha's heart sinks... They're too scared of him.
"... I- I lied, I'm sorry, I should've told you but-"
"Why wouldn't you tell us?" Dahlia asks.
Asha feels Magnifico's hand on her shoulder.
"Because all she did was lie."
He pushes her aside, throwing her to a guard.
Asha and Aster are both captured and dragged away to the castle.
"Honestly, Asha? Trying bring your friends down with you? Now that's just pitiful." Magnifico turns to the 7 teens, they all look terrified of him... Good... "Such betrayal must hurt a lot, huh? But pay her no mind children... She will deceive you no longer." He says with fake pity in his eyes.
Suddenly, he feels something kicking his legs.
He looks down and sees Valentino angrily hitting him with his little baby goat horns, it doesn't hurt at all.
He holds himself to not just kick the little baby goat, and grabs him by the collar of his little sweater.
"Here, you can keep her pet." He says, handing the goat to Dario.
The king turns around to go on his way but-
"KING MAGNIFICO! WAIT!"
Simon exclaimed... To the surprise of all the other teens.
The king turned to him slowly, looking at him coldly.
"Yes, O'Donohue, what is it?" Magnifico calls him by his last name, so Simon knows that HE knows who his father is.
Simon hesitates for a moment, but continues
"W-we've been Asha’s friends for YEARS, we know she'd never mean any harm to Rosas... There HAS to be a misunderstanding, she doesn't deserve to-"
"I'll be the one deciding what she deserves, Simon." The king cuts him off
Simon goes quiet, with no choice but to watch Asha being dragged away.
...
It starts to rain.
...
Well, this was a disaster.
And that's not your narrator speaking (although she agrees). The line above is what Magnifico is thinking.
They planned on making the star show his true form in public...
BUT HERE IS THE GOD FORSAKEN BLONDE.
STILL PRETENDING TO BE HUMAN, STRUGGLING TO ESCAPE THE GUARDS GRIP.
WHAT GIVES?!
Well "what gives" is that Aster already broke a rule today. Rule number 1 was that he'd never leave Asha's side... And he did that.
So the star is now pretty stubborn on not breaking rule number 2: Never use magic.
Aster is just letting himself be carried away by the guards... But the star does have plan though.
He can open locks, once they get in the dungeon they can just escape... This is fine.
But this isn't fine for the king...
He wants to make people SEE him as he captures this star's power, to come on top as the hero who stopped the "Threat to the kingdom"... But how can he do that if the star won't show itself?
...
He would make it show itself... He just had to do what they planned...
Put Asha in danger.
The king looks at Asha's wish bubble... A wicked smile forms on his face.
Doing what he's thinking in public will surely be harder to justify in the future... But desperate times call for desperate measures.
"GUARDS!... Wait a moment."
The guards taking Asha and Aster stop. The two teens look at him.
Magnifico is holding Asha's wish on his hand as he walks towards them slowly.
"I believe that such crimes as the ones displayed today deserve a more... Unique punishment" He approaches her and looks her in the eyes as he says to everyone watching "May this serve as an EXAMPLE of what happens to those who wish harm on our kingdom... This might sting a little." He warns her with a smirk.
The grip on the wish bubble tightens until...
A small crack appears.
"aaaAAAAAAAaAaaAaaaaAAAAAAAA!!!"
Pain. That's all Asha feels.
Like grief, heartbreak, anguish and guilt just washed over her like a tidal wave all at once.
Asha lets out a painful scream and her legs go weak.
The guards holding her get startled, they didn't expect the girl would start yelling bloody murder out of nowhere.
The sound is music to Magnifico's ears though.
Aster is beyond terrified. Not only by the scream, but also by what he sees.
Her light... It's fading.
The king is killing her star.
"S- STOP! YOU ALREADY GOT ME! I'M THE ONE YOU WANTED RIGHT?? JUST LEAVE HER ALONE!"
The king continues tightening his grip on the bubble, as he turns to look at Aster with the same smile he had when he played dumb to Asha earlier:
"Huh? Now what on earth are you talking about, lad?"
He asks innocently, pretty much daring Aster to show his powers.
Aster knows what the king wants... But if he does it, not only will he be breaking the promise he made to Asha... He's gonna be breaking the most important rule for wishing stars: Don't show yourself for any human that isn't your wish maker.
If he breaks this rule... What happens to him? Will he be able to-
Asha screams again, the bubble cracks more.
Aster suddenly doesn't care about the consequences anymore.
"I SAID...
LEAVE
HER
ALONE!!!"
Aster's whole body starts glowing
As the guards holding him down let him go in surprise.
The boy is now back to being animated in 2D... But not how he was before
Before Aster's animation was usually smooth and fluid, like something animated by James Baxster.
Now though? There's nothing smooth about the way he's drawn, it's like whoever was holding the pencil on the animation table had a fit of rage while doing every single frame.
I think the best way I can describe it is this scene from "Tale of Princess Kaguya"
(Eyyyy look at us referencing a ghibli movie to talk about Aster again ahahaha- This is not the last time I'll mention Princess Kaguya in this rewrite, she's actually a big inspiration for Aster's character... If you know, you know)
The king sees this apparition that would probably strike fear in the hearts of anyone...
But his face read as if he was thinking "Thereeee it is" with a huge evil grin.
Aster doesn't really care what the king is thinking though.
The star moves so fast the rain drops start falling slower.
He reaches out and grabs the wish bubble from Magnifico's hand.
Then he runs to Asha and takes her in his arms.
Before they leave, he runs to grab her Saba's mandolin that fell on the floor.
And with all three in his arms, he runs up the walls of a building, leaving after images of himself behind like these:
The king just blinks and suddenly the girl, the boy and the wish bubble are gone...
"... WEEEEELL Would you look at that, ladies and gentleman! The traitor, and the wish stealing star are in CAHOOTS! Now who could've eveeeer seen this coming???" The king asks obnoxiously to the now panicked and screaming crowd, that is barely paying attention to him.
... This really isn't his day, and now his cape is all wet.
He just sighs loudly, at least capturing that star will brighten his day
"Okaaaay then! I'll go kill a star boy now, not like any of you ingrates care to watch." He yells to everyone around, not hiding how frustrated he is that he's not being the center of attention at the moment.
(If you're wondering where Amaya went, bruh honestly Idk. Rethinking her marital choices probably. I can't think of anything for her to do here and I kinda wanna give the spotlight to Magnifico in this chapter... Because Amaya is getting her own spotlight reeeeeally soon my friends, just you wait.)
So we cut to Aster and Asha. They're on the top of a building.
The rain is pouring down.
Asha is laying down, her head on Aster's lap.
She still looks weak and deeply in pain, Aster doesn't know what to do as he just trips over his words in a panic:
"I- I'm sorry! I'm so so sorry! I promised I'd stay w-with-with you but I- wasn't there- I shouldn't have let go of you-your hand-"
He's holding her wish bubble with one hand as he continues to apologize...
Asha suddenly feel slightly better... Like a little bit of the pain left her.
"A-Aster" She tries to tell him, but the star is lost in his own guilt.
"This is all my fault- I-If I had looked back- b-but I got distracted- be- because I was just so excited- I'm so sorry"
Asha notices something... The wish on Aster's hand... The cracks are healing.
"...Aster..." Asha repeats, trying to get the star's attention, to show him what's happening
"They were right about me... I really don't know what I'm doi-"
"ASTER!" Asha calls his attention, no longer feeling pain at all, she sits up looking at the wish bubble.
The star looks at her confused.
"Look!" Asha points at the bubble on his hand...
It's no longer cracked... And not only that...
It's changing.
The image of Asha as a princess inside the bubble morphs to what it originally was... Asha as herself, happy and being accepted by everyone in Rosas.
The bubble turns from green to blue.
Asha smiles in amazement.
"... You fixed it." She looks up to Aster's face with a smile, she looks thankful.
Aster is looking down at the bubble in his hands.
"... I didn't know I could do that..."
A smile finally returns to the star's face.
Asha takes the wish from his hands... And brings it to her heart.
And as it sinks in her chest she can feel a sense of peace she never experienced before. She's whole again.
She lets out a sigh of relief.
"... Aster... I just wanted to say that it's not your fault, I know that you'd never mean to leave-" She was going to explain to the star how she's not mad at him, but then she actually looks at his face and realizes... They're looking at her differently... He's in awe, like he's gazing upon a wonder that he never thought possible "... Eeeh... You're ok?" She looks at him kinda weirded out.
Aster in, in fact, gazing upon a wonder he never thought possible.
He sees Asha's star. Her glow outshines all the stars that he has ever seen, and he has seen QUITE a lot of them living in the sky. It's like a flower blooming with rays of purple, yellow and white shinning from it.
Aster is speechless for a moment... But then he simply says:
"I can see you."
"Huh? You... Didn't see me before?" She asks them.
He looks her in the eyes with a smile full of admiration
"I see you... ALL of you."
His voice sounds relieved.
Asha doesn't fully understand what he's talking about, but she smiles back.
...
Her smile fades away instantly when she notices the figure floating behind Aster.
"A-ASTER WATCH O-"
"🎶OOH STAR LIGHT~"
CLANG
Aster's right wrist is trapped by a chain made of green magic.
The star barely has time to react before the singsong voice behind him continues
"🎶STAR BRIGHT~"
CLANG
His left wrist is trapped by another green chain.
"NO!" Aster tries to fight but he's already being pulled away from Asha.
"🎶FIRST STAR~"
CLANG
Now his right ankle is trapped too, as he's dragged towards the king.
"HOLD ON!" Asha tries to hold his hand.
"🎶I SEE TONIGHT~"
CLANG
One last chain locks itself on his left ankle. Aster is completely trapped.
"ASHA! RUN!" He let go of her hand, and just pleads for her to leave.
"🎶I WISH I MAY~"
The king keeps pulling the star teen with his staff, his voice sounds deranged with glee.
"🎶I WISH I MIGHT~"
Aster is trying to fly away but the chains weaken his powers, he's being pulled closer and closer to Magnifico.
"🎶HAVE THIS WISH I WISH TONIGHT~"
Aster and Magnifico are now face to face. The star looks at him furious, while the king just gives him a smug grin.
"Oh I'm sorry, am I interrupting something?" Magnifico asks sarcastically.
...
The rumble of thunder becomes a lightning in the distance.
Chapter 11
Final Thoughts
Yes Mag, you are, like always.
WOOOOOH this was a long one wasn’t it? Hehehe and the emotional rollercoaster ain’t over yet! I like to call this chapter the LYRICS REFERENCES chapter. Like seriously, referencing This Is The Thanks I Get in a way that was actually SCARY was so much fun!
Okay, now DO YOU GUYS UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I LOVE ASHA???
This girl literally just made the people question everything BY SPILLING FACTS THAT SHE ALWAYS QUESTIONED HER WHOLE LIFE!
Magnifico was like: “lol go ahead, prove to them I’m evil” and then she spoke some facts and he was like “wait! That’s illegal!” even tho that’s literally what he asked her to do.
SHE ATE HIM UP AND LEFT NO CRUMBS!!! IM SO PROUD OF MY BABY GIRL!!! LOOK AT HER STARTING A REVOLUTION THEY GROW UP SO FAST!!!
And like, yes that new found confidence is majorly because of Aster’s influence, by showing her that even with just music she can inspire others and make a difference… SO ASTER’S PLAN OF PLAYING MUSIC WASNT POINTLESS! HA! But like, that confidence was always deep within her, she just needed to let it out.
Also, I may have made a liiiiittle change while developing the story, see, before the reason why Asha was so out spoken in this scene was because she didn’t have her “I want to be accepted by others” wish inside her, so she kinda cared less about what others thought of her while speaking in public, which kinda is still what happened here, but I also added the factor that she created a NEW wish inside her, that’s why she wasn’t acting so weird like Simon for example.
Speaking of Simon BOY how am I gonna write him betraying the others after this??? Like, dude is waaaaay too DEEP into the propaganda to see all this take place and be like “nah the king definitely is right” YOU DENSE SLEEPY BOY HE LOOKED AT YOUR BEST FRIEND LIKE HE WANTED TO SNAP HER NECK.
Speaking on the king now… I love writing this dude, I’m sorry, it’s fun as heck, became my new addiction even. Like, the man is the whole package, he’s funny, pathetic and stupid sometimes, but also menacing, powerful and manipulative. And that’s not to mention THE ANGST of his past. You may have noticed how what really got him nervous was the mention of the past kings and how he was the one who ruined Rosas.
The tragedy behind this is that Magnus as a kid WANTED to be a good king, but he was told he had to do it the same way all the other ones that came before him did, he had to learn magic and grant the people’s wishes, but he didn’t want that, he wanted to be king his own way, and not have the people DEPEND ON HIM… HMMM. But then his parents just replaced him for his little brother as the heir, and he was forgotten, unloved and ignored. He realized he could NEVER grant his own wish of being king his own way, so he decided he would FIGHT for that wish… So now he makes sure NO ONE fulfills their dreams, the same way he never could, and he makes sure everyone remembers him, everyone loves him, and no one ignores him… So yeah he’s a brat, right? What a loser.
I STILL can’t put Amaya’s backstory into words BUT ILL WORK ON THAT!!! It’s kinda more complicated!
Oh and of course we can’t forget to talk about Aster… Boy sure can run can’t he?
Now about the people of Rosas, I’m sure y’all noticed how this is the second time we had a scene of the royal couple and Asha in front of a crowd, right? Yeah remember back then when we were on chapter 3? Good times. So ummm I mentioned that I don’t like writing scenes with crowds watching… And I still don’t, so why do I keep doing it? Well there’s a reason why this rewrite is called “The Kingdom of Wishes” and it’s not just because it’s a generic name, the second reason is because THE KINGDOM itself is A CHARACTER, and is in fact the character that needs rescuing. Like, those people are all victims, they don’t know they’re having their cultures erased from their minds or their interests twisted, and even their lives ruined by being turned into animals sometimes.
So we have like 3 scenes with a crowd in this story, the first was on chapter 3 when the whole crowd agreed with Magnifico and Amable 100%, then the second was this one where they just agree 50% if not less, and the last one will be the climax when they realize OH DANG YALL WE’VE BEEN BAMBOOZLED! THESE TWO MONARCHS ARE CRAZY AND NOT IN A WHIMSICAL WILLY WONKA WAY! So yeah, look forward to that…
If you’re wondering how close we are to the climax… Uuuuuuh let’s say we’re in the middle of the second act… This story is long.
One more thing, every single time I imagine the scene Asha is pulled back to the plaza while Aster is running all I can think about is this:
Anyway, see ya next time for more angst!
Thank You For Reading!
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DAMN ur writing is amazing man, keep it up, ur doing great !!<3
also hope u dont mind me asking but do u think u can do a dogday x reader where he's in love with her, but she has to refuse him everytime since Poppy playtime co. wont let relationships happen between coworkers. ps. this happends before any of the disasters happends (dogday is still a human worker,,,ig Rich, since that is a really big theory rn) also its angst, HEAVY angst. they dont deserve happyness (its half of my oc lore,,i need to make her feel pain) ((ALSO as a payback for this, if u'd like, i can do a fanart for u ! ^_^))
No YOU'RE amazing!<333
Trigger warnings: none
Requested by: clownsgirlghost
Romantic/platonic?: romantic-ish?
Category: angst
Ship (romantic or platonic): Dogday x reader
Word count: 496
Professionalism
The building was buzzing with children's laughter and the chattering of critters and employees alike, the colorful place being a place of happiness with an underlying tone of secrets far too dark for the public.
“Rich, for the last time, no.” you said with a sigh, not even looking at him as you continued with your work. The canine mascot frowned snd groaned, holding a bundle of flowers in hand that he heard from co-workers were your favorite. He leaned in a bit but kept his distance respectfully. “Please? I promise, we can go out to dinner and I'll pay, everything. You can even choose the restaurant!”
You sighed as you paused your work momentarily, just long enough to look back at the Dogday mascot. You shook your head with a frown growing ever deeper as this interaction continued. “You know the rules.” You stated, which was a sad and harsh reality of it all. They had to stay strictly professional. It's not that you didn't like Rich, it's just that you'd like to keep your job.
The man was upset, but respected your wishes and went back to work. He asked at least twice a week and the answer was always the same, he just wished that you'd give him a chance. He's willing to go to the end of the earth and back just to go out to dinner with you but he respects your wishes of not doing so. As the days went on, there seemed to be an overgrowing tension in Playco.
You started to avoid Rich, not wanting to hurt his feelings any further as you kept yours chained down like some feral dog with rabies. You kept to your work and made it clear what your boundaries were, one day he went back up to you with no flowers or anything in hand. Just himself.
“Hey.. I was thinking-” before he could even finish, you responded with annoyance at his persistence despite you making a clear boundary with him. You pinched the bridge of your nose as you took a deep breath.
“Rich. You're a cool dude, but get it through your thick skull that I am not going out with you. I'd rather keep my job then get a write up or worse, fired because I decided to go out on a date with you.” You said, keeping your composure as well as you could. You shut your eyes as your stomach felt tight and heavy with bubbling feelings of too many things at once. “Just leave me alone and do your work, so that I can do mine.” You stated bluntly before turning away from him and continuing your work.
Poor Rich walked away, hurt. All he wanted was to ask you if you'd like to go out to lunch with him as friends. He just wanted to stay as friends if he couldn't be with you romantically.
Shame that he won't get that chance again after tomorrow.
Thank you for requesting! And art would be AMAZING!
#smiling critters#dogday x y/n#dogday#dogday x reader#dogday poppy playtime#poppy playtime x reader#poppy playtime
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Sign of the Times
Ominis Gaunt x Reader
Summary - Anon request for "ominis family kidnaps you and tortures u cause idk why maybe bc ur muggleborn or something"
Word Count - 2,130
Warnings - angst, violence
A/N - maybe room here for a more comforting type part 2? thoughts?
For Ominis, Hogwarts had been much more eventful than he had wished it to be. He thought it could help him escape from home, but with everything that had happened 5th year he didn't think it could possibly get worse.
The bright side was that it was also somehow the best year for him because he met you. He hadn't been looking for any kind of new relationship, but you fell right into his lap.
A lot of students avoided him altogether either because of his lineage or his blindness, but not you. You paraded in late to the sorting ceremony, knocked Sebastian on his ass although you were really just on your first year, then walked right up to him and introduced yourself.
You did everything you could to guide Sebastian the right way and when he wouldn't listen you would be there for Ominis. He would make himself sick with worry when Sebastian would lie to the both of you and go off to doomed quests.
His favorite thing was when you would nestle up with him and read muggle stories. He always got a laugh out of the more innocent fairytales for children with their fantasies of how magic worked. You were able to make him feel better and learn new things all at once.
It was year 6 when things came to fruition between the pair of you. Ominis was alone in the Undercroft again. He was sad beyond belief about the whole situation with the Sallows. He had come to realize he cared for you deeply, he was pretty sure he loved you, but you couldn't replace Sebastian. Some days it felt too much for him to bear, at least too much to do it alone.
You found him slumped against a wall, silent tears on his face. You could tell it was bad because he didn't even acknowledge that you had shown up. You sat down with your legs crisscrossed in front of him, wrapping your arms around his drawn up knees to rest your head.
For a few moments you just sat in silence together, Ominis treasured that you gave him moments like this; moments to not be alone, but to steal just a few more moments of peace before he had to face reality.
You spoke up first to take the burden off of him, "Ominis, I know no matter what I am to you, I'll never be any of them. I didn't grow up with you and have years to make innocent memories."
He traced patterns over the back of your hand as you continued, "I want to start, though. I want to put as much of these things behind us as we can. I'm happy to be your rock whenever you need, however often you need to talk about these things, but I do want to help you enjoy life again. I promise I won't ever leave you."
You were smiling at him softly with adoration, wishing nothing more than to erase all the bad things he'd endured in such a short time. He kept his eyes on you, deep in thought for several moments before slowly deciding to close the gap between the two of you, to finally cross that line.
He found your cheek with his palm and drew you close, pressing soft lips to yours, willing you to understand all the things he didn't have words for. He pulled away enough to speak, leaning his forward against yours and his voice was barely a whisper, "You really promise?"
Now, in your 7th year, nearing the end of your education, you both were looking forward to so much. Neither of you could wait to taste the freedom of making a home where nobody could find you, using magic as much or as little as you wanted, even going out into the muggle world because why not?
You met up during a free period in the court yard, enjoying the scents of Spring. He sat pressed into your side, never overly affection in public, but always being sure to touch you in some way.
"Which class are you going to miss skipping the most, Y/N?" You gave him a playful whack, shaking your head as he grinned at you.
"Thank you very much, I have been to all of my classes this year except for when I've been sick," you huffed, pretending to be angry.
"Besides, I've been keeping myself busy and surrounded to avoid any run-ins with your absolutely insane family."
Ominis felt a pit in his stomach at your words. He couldn't wait to run away with you, but for now you were just a sitting duck to their threats. He assumed other families must have told his, which he thought was ridiculous that any of them cared enough. He assumed their lives were just too boring.
His family had threatened Ominis with the idea of hurting you, torturing you as they loved to do with anyone who wasn't a pureblood. He stood his ground with them, though. He made it clear that if they dared to do anything, he would personally ensure consequences. It was one of the reasons he worked as hard as he did to be a good wizard; he had to protect you.
"I really think for now their threats are empty," he lied, "they just want me to be afraid and miserable and if they think I am that's really enough for them." He didn't want you to worry or know how much he kept an eye on you in secret.
You shuffled to grab your bag, sighing in annoyance before placing a chaste kiss on his lips, "Well, even if they aren't just promise you'll forgive me for whatever I have to do to them?"
You winked although he couldn't see it as you pushed back his hair. He grabbed your hips to pull you closer, nearly knocking you over before murmuring, "Maybe I can find a way to reward you instead?"
You playfully slapped his hands away before running off, "Ominis. I have a class that I don't attend to go to!"
He smiled in spite of himself as you left before a worried look came over his features. Every day you remained at Hogwarts felt like a day in a jail cell for Ominis.
You were on your way to Advanced Divination, guard down thinking about how cute Ominis was when he let himself open up to being silly. Then suddenly your lights were just out. Everything was dark for what seemed like seconds and then you came to at some place you didn't recognize.
You found yourself in a what seemed to be a cave. It wasn't well lit, but there were candles around. As you sat up from the cool floor, scanning the room with caution, you saw faces you didn't recognize. You didn't need to in order to understand what was going on. It was the Gaunts.
You felt quickly for your wand just to realize it was no longer on your person. You couldn't keep your mouth shut as you scanned over them; Mr. and Mrs. Gaunt at a makeshift table as if preparing to watch a show while Marvolo roused from his seat upon seeing you awake.
"So you're cowards? I'm so much lesser than you and yet I can't have my wand to prove otherwise?" You stood up tall, adrenaline pumping as you were determined to not show them weakness.
Marvolo practically snarled at you as his parents watched in amusement, "It would be a pitiful sight as much as it would be a disgrace," he spat at you as he walked closer.
You threw your hands in the air, slightly amused when all 3 of them flinched as they were aware you had this ancient magic nobody really knew about, "Well, that's fine. I know you can't kill me, there would be too many repercussions that I daresay you lot can't afford. Ominis and I will be long gone for you to never worry about again in a few months so give me your worst."
You swallowed thickly upon finishing your sentence, knowing you were stalling what was to come your way. All you could hope was that Ominis noticed you were gone quickly enough to keep your sanity.
The word crucio flew threw the air so fast that you could at least pretend you didn't hear it. The minute the sparks hit you a scream left your mouth, you fell to your knees. You could hear your heartbeat and your blood rushing through your veins, it all felt like it was boiling.
You clutched helpless at your face, your arms, any of your exposed skin, clawing at it as if tearing it of would make the pain go away. Every movement, every breath, every ounce of your existence was filled with searing agony. As you wriggled and clench your fingernails against the cave floors you just kept the shade of Ominis' eyes in your mind.
You couldn't think to form thoughts or daydreams, you couldn't commit to thinking about him and your future together, but you could remember the cloudy blue eyes that got you through the worst days of your life you'd yet to experience. And you just hoped the could get you threw this one too.
The Gaunts taunted you with words you couldn't even understand as Marvolo flung you about, every once of rage at your insults pouring into the spell.
Suddenly, things seemed a little bit quieter. Your body felt like every bone had snapped, like you had been forced to run a mile per second for hours, but you could hear your own sobs and labored breathing. You were still in the throes of pain and panic, but nothing was intensifying any longer.
You couldn't process your surroundings as Ominis lifted you carefully from the floor, murmuring your name hoping that any time would be the time you answer him back.
He had run into Garreth in the lavatory where he was immediately confused to be asked why you didn't make it; after you had bragged about your attendance all year.
Ominis rushed passed him, his wand ready to guide him wherever you were with the aid of a charmed locket he had given you. As badly as he wanted to rush to you, he barged into headmistress Weasley's office to tell her what was going. He knew where you were, what was happening, and he trusted her from your relationship to know she would spring into action when headmaster Black wouldn't.
He stormed in with a fury, knowing help would be on his tail. He disarmed his brother and flung them all to the floor. None of them had every seen violence from him, that hellfire in his eyes. They were really too curious to look away as several aurors filled the cavern, manhandling magic restraints onto them.
Ominis felt ready to pass out himself as he heard your continued whimpers and understood much too well what you were going through. He was scared out of his mind that you wouldn't come back to him.
Things went dark again for you, but it wasn't just black this time. You could hear Ominis' soothing voice reading to you. You could see him running his fingers over the braille pages, eyes closed as he read a story the two of you often joked about.
As your eyelids fluttered, you reached up a hand to rub them and found that Ominis really was there. He heard your movement and was immediately kneeling by your side on the sofa.
Your hand drooped across your face, you regretted the movement the second you had made it, "Son of a -"
"I know," he interrupted. He rested a hand carefully over yours, "I unfortunately do know."
He sounded so sad. As memories of everything that had happened flooded you all at once you let out a painful breath, "Ominis. It's not your fault."
You lulled your head to look at him, wishing you could move enough to embrace him. "I was only able to take it by having you to live for."
"It only happened to you because you have me." His voice was flat and dejected.
You knew it wasn't the time to be sad or cry or talk about the fear. It wouldn't help anyways since it was all done with except for the lingering pain.
You mustered every bit of strength you had left to bring a hand to his cheek, forcing his gaze towards you.
"You should have seen their faces when I called them poor." Ominis groaned at you and buried his face in your palm, but he knew you were beaming at him with pride.
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i'll miss you more than anyone
Time for some Steddie yearning hours!
1.9k words, rated T for language. Angsty pining with a happy, fluffy ending. Basically unedited because I'm posing this at 1am. Forgive any wonky tenses. Now on ao3!
Title from Something About Us by Daft Punk.
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It took considerable force, but Eddie managed to wedge open the only window in his tiny, shitty apartment with a grunt and a sigh. No matter how much WD-40 he forced into it, the damn thing's determined to stick and squeal. If he didn't know any better Eddie would swear it did this just to annoy him. Stubborn piece of shit. Takes one to know one, he figured.
He let out another sigh. Leaning his elbows on the kitchen counter, he flicked his zippo open and lit a smoke, relishing that first warm draw of acridness with his eyes closed. Robin would snark at him about the fact that his lease specified no smoking, but fuck the landlord. He needed this. Eddie tilted his head back and exhaled, watching the smoke curl out and away into the darkened alley between the buildings.
The day had been… hard, to put it lightly. It was the last day of Steve's visit. He'd come to see Eddie, to explore Seattle, for a whole week. Just the two of them. It'd been so good, even if Eddie's backstabbing heart wouldn't stop hoping that the visit would end up as something more. It was stupid, a useless hope. Stubborn.
They'd meandered around Capitol Hill so Eddie could show off the first place he'd ever felt safe enough to be queer and loud about it, unable to look too long at Steve's expression of relieved pride in him. He let Eddie drag him to a few bars, introduced him to some new friends who welcomed him with open arms and pointed, knowing stares in Eddie's direction. They'd walked along the pier, doing the touristy shit, ate greasy fish and chips wrapped in newspaper and watched seals play and beg for food in the harbour.
Hell, Eddie even let Steve drag him up to the Space Needle. It was something Eddie had refused to do when he first moved, not wanting to do something so mundane and cliché when he was trying to become a local. But of course as soon as Steve insisted he folded like wet tissue.
Now Eddie knew he'd be cursed with the image of Steve, his hair windswept, gazing out at the city with wide-eyed wonder at the sparkling sprawl of buildings as the sunset painted him in pink and golden hues.
Eddie didn't even bother looking at the city, the ocean. They couldn't ever compare.
Not for the first time that night, Eddie hung his head and rubbed at his eye with the heel of his palm, wishing the image would stop fucking tormenting him. He was so fucking hopeless.
Raising his head again, he took another drag and stared up at the moon. Light pollution blotted out everything but the moon and Venus. It was the one thing he missed about Hawkins (that was a lie, always a lie), seeing the stars appear in the deep, dark blue above like all the gods took a needle to the fabric of the sky. Here, Eddie's only two stellar companions danced around each other every night. Sometimes closer, nearly touching it seemed, other times further away, locked in an eternal game of will-they-won't-they.
Tonight he only saw the lonely moon through the gap in the buildings. A waning crescent that shone bright enough that it lit up the darkness of Eddie's silent kitchen with a silvery glow. It was silly, but he held a tiny wish that Venus wouldn't be too far behind so at least Eddie would be the only lonely sad sack tonight. At least the thought made him chuckle at himself slightly.
Seeing Steve off at the airport that morning felt like Eddie was about to rip himself in two. If it weren't so public, if it weren't so risky, he might've confessed to Steve right then and there in some desperate attempt to get him to stay just a few days, hours, seconds longer. He'd dig his own heart out of his chest and offer it up on a silver platter; anything for the man that carried him out of hell. But Eddie was nothing if not a coward. They'd hugged each other tightly, just shy of too long, and Steve waved goodbye with a bittersweet smile and something shining in his eyes.
Eddie'd had to wait an hour in the airport parking lot before he was stable enough to drive back home.
Thing was, he was so fucking lonely out here. He'd moved to get away from the pitchfork-wielding, grudge-carrying people that never bought the government's cover story, to stop the vitriolic graffiti that had kept getting sprayed on Wayne's new trailer. The kids would get caught up in it too if they were caught hanging around The Freak. Eddie couldn't fucking go anywhere without keeping his head on a swivel, and it was so exhausting. He'd needed to leave. Even if it meant having to leave his family, the only people who knew the real story behind his scars and nightmares–even if it meant leaving Steve. So, it was hard, having Steve–a piece of his home, maybe even his heart–come visit and then leave after just a handful of days. Great days, but still.
Choking out a bitter laugh, Eddie scrubbed at the tears starting to trail down his cheeks. Stupid, he was so stupid. His throat closed up around another laugh, turning it into a silent sob, a frustrated growl as he begged his stupid heart to just let it fucking go, to stop hurting, stop tantruming pathetically inside his ribcage about a man he could never have.
Just as another sob threatened to claw its way out of his chest, the phone rang. The shrill sound made him jump, nearly dropping his cigarette out the window. Swearing, he reached and pulled it over, answering.
"H'lo?" he rasped.
"Jesus, Munson, you sound rough," Steve's tinny voice replied, amused, "did I wake you up?"
The tightness in Eddie's chest burst into butterflies and he couldn't help but laugh around a sniffle. "Nah man, I was up. Shouldn't you be asleep, though? Isn't it 3am there or something?"
"Yeah, or something. Just got home though."
"Wait, what? The fuck are you calling me for, then?"
Steve chuckled. Christ, it was a great sound, filtered through endless miles of telephone lines though it was. "You told me to call when I got home safe, remember?"
"After you'd slept or something, dude, jesus christ. You didn't have to call at the ass crack of dawn."
"Well I wanted to."
Eddie mentally started stomping out the fresh butterfly swarm fluttering around in his guts. Unfortunately, he couldn't hold back the smile on his lips, wide enough that he knew Steve could hear it in his voice. So he teased, "Wow, Harrington, it's almost like you miss me or something." There was a pause.
"I do."
Sincerity weighed down Steve's words, two syllables dropping into the well of silence left in their wake. Eddie felt the ripples through his whole body, leaving stillness behind.
"Really?" Eddie whispered. He heard Steve inhale shakily and ached to be beside him again, to have him near, pull him close, feel him again.
"Yeah, Eddie. I miss you so much, it– god, it hurts," Steve said with a tiny, heartbreaking laugh.
"Fuck. I– same, Steve, I've been bawling my eyes out since this morning." His words were thick with even more tears threatening to spill but he blinked them back.
"I'm sorry."
Eddie snorted, though regretted it immediately and swiped at his nose with his sleeve. "Why're you apologising?"
"Hate knowing you're hurting too."
"Can't be helped, I'm afraid," Eddie sighed, then added quietly, nervously, "not like you could stay."
Speaking just as quietly, Steve said, "Maybe… maybe I could."
"Huh?"
"I've just, I've been thinking," Steve started, gathering steam, "for a while now but also on the flights home. It sucks that you're out there by yourself. And the kids are all graduated and leaving, and Robin and Nancy are planning on moving, and-"
Eddie's unable to help it, interrupting Steve's rambling that he definitely picked up from Robin, but he can't hold it back, hope forcing the words out. "Stevie, are you saying–?"
"UW accepted my application," Steve said. "I could move out there, get my teaching degree."
"Why?"
The question hung in the air, all of Eddie's breathless wishes clinging to it. Steve took a steadying breath on the other end of the line.
"I have feelings for you Eddie. Might be kind of in love with you, and I really don't think it's one-sided. Should've told you at the airport."
"How did you know?"
Chuckling, Steve said, "You're not subtle, but when I said the view from the Space Needle was beautiful, you agreed even though you never took your eyes off me."
"I wanted to tell you," Eddie said in a rush, heart in his throat, "all fucking week. I'm kind of in love with you too."
Steve laughed, full and warm, and Eddie might've collapsed with relief if he weren't leaning on the counter still. "We're idiots, huh?" Steve asked.
"Massive idiots. Complete morons. Absolute buffoons. You're telling me that we could've been kissing all week if one of us had just gotten the balls to confess?"
"Well, maybe more than just kissing." Steve's voice dropped suggestively and Eddie grinned at the bloom of desire that grew in his chest.
"A gentleman never assumes, big boy, but good to know."
A yawn echoed through the phone and the heat Eddie felt morphed into depthless fondness. "You should go sleep, Stevie."
"Probably. Gonna be wrecked for my shift tomorrow." He sighed softly. "Worth it, though."
"Worth having to pry your eyelids open while Marge berates you for letting her kid watch movies her husband rented?"
Steve snorted. "Yeah. Worth packing my bags and running off to the coast, too."
"Christ." Shaking a little, Eddie asked, "Are you sure?"
"Never been more sure of anything." He yawned again, hard enough Eddie could hear the receiver shudder in his hand. "I wanna keep talking to you but I'm dead on my feet. Can I call you tomorrow? Please?"
"You don't have to ask, sweetheart," Eddie said, pouring his fondness into every word to make up for the fact that he couldn't be there to see Steve's gorgeous, sleepy face, to fall into bed with him and wrap him in his arms. "Hell, call me when you wake up, before you go to work. You gotta tell me how your flights went anyway."
"Uhg, right. Ask me about the lady who scoffed at me reading The Hobbit."
He scoffed. "She dares to look down upon one of the great works of literature? I don't know her but she has made a mortal enemy on this day." The tired giggle Eddie heard made him smile so wide it almost hurt.
"You're so dramatic."
"You love it."
With a contented sigh, Steve said, "Yeah, I do." Another yawn, loud this time, and Steve continued, "Good night, Eddie. I'll call tomorrow. I miss you."
"Can't wait. Miss you too, Stevie."
Eddie hung up, the receiver settling in with a click. It felt like his body was made of bubbles, or fireworks. He almost couldn't believe it, that his hopes actually came true. Steve loves him, wants to move to Seattle for him. What!?
He let out a long, loud whoop that echoed in the alleyway. A distant neighbour yelled at him to shut the fuck up, but Eddie couldn't care less. He loved Steve, who loved him back.
Grinning, he looked up at the sky again. The moon had moved on, but there, creeping over the roof of the apartments next door, Venus finally made an appearance. Laye, but still there, still following. A beautiful, shining pinprick of light, trailing in the moon's wake.
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Heimdall x pregnant reader, protectiveness and plenty of plot
(this will get sad)
just a short introduction to the chapter, enjoy
part 7 of this series
There is plenty you have learned since becoming pregnant. Firstly, your husband is a liar, you did not get fat. Second, he is a preposterous cunt that loves to humiliate you in public and then fuss about your condition in private.
He never says anything, but he worries, he wakes up at night with tears in his eyes and gets angry if you try to comfort him. When you don’t, he wraps his arms around your belly and goes back to sleep. You never told him what your fate holds and if he read that in your mind, he does not voice it neither.
When your child first moves inside of you, he seems as relieved as you are.
“There’s a situation with the dwarves.”
You are having one of the nicer moments with your husband, having your breakfast in the Great Hall, sitting so close together you might as well be on his lap, as he shamelessly flirts with you. So, when Sif interrupts you, you are not happy at all.
You don’t bother swallowing the bread you are chewing before you answer. “Twewe’s a’ways a siwuation with the dwawves!”
“Don’t speak with your mouth full, woman.” Heimdall pushes you away, cleaning off the imaginary crumbles you did not spit at him.
Sif seems unimpressed with your objection. “The All-Father wants both of you to be present.”
“Let’s not keep him waiting, then.” Heimdall gets up, pulling you along. You take your bread with you, pushing it in your mouth as he hurries you forward.
You get the image of the situation the moment you enter the All-Father’s study, usually when the Dwarves are concerned there’s a court gathering including their representative, Sif and Mirmir. But now the goat is nowhere to be seen and nor is the representative. Who is present are the All-Father’s sons and their spouses (minus Nana… so just you and Sif).
The All-Father speaks as soon as your husband closes the door behind you. “Earlier this morning, there was an alert concerning the prisoner security in Svartalfheim.”
You understand the meaning of his words, but are not sure if you should show it - you have only joined the family after the prisoner in question was already gone. You look at Heimdall for a clarification, but the only answer he gives you is his hand squeezing your waist – which might just be him feeling touchy but holding back in public.
"I have employed Einherjar to investigate, but they never returned. Neither did they return to Valhalla." The All-Father looks your way. "It seems that the Dwarves might be hiding something from us. Sif, you are our lead diplomat, what's your judgment?"
"Our relationship with the Dwarves has been holding on a string for some time." Sif speaks professionally as always. "They think of our trade to be beneficial only to us. It would be better to investigate first before coming to any harsh conclusions and creating more damage." She takes a break to breathe. "They should not be aware of who is held in their realm, and we should not give them any leads about it. I proposition a careful approach, let's find the missing Einherjar first."
"With any luck, they got stuck in a mead hall." Thor says. "I will check on it."
"That won't be necessary, Thor." The All-Father answers. "I think Heimdall and Lady Y/N are sufficient for finding our men, dead or alive, as well as any possible troublemakers."
"Yes, All-Father." You and Heimdall say at the same time. That should be the end of it, but Thor speaks again.
"Really Heimdall? You have no problem with that?"
"And with what exactly?" Heimdall snaps back.
"Six Einherjar go missing and you take your pregnant wife there-" You are feeling rather uncomfortable that Thor addresses your husband instead of you about this.
"Boys! Thor! That's enough." The All-Father interrupts them.
But that does not stop your husband from continuing the argument. "If the All-Father wishes so, I have no problem with that!"
"Heimdall!" Odin uses what you had by now dubbed the 'Thor voice’ on Heimdall. He never uses the Thor voice on Heimdall. "I believe that Heimdall is capable of making all the right calls concerning both his mission and the wellbeing of his wife." The only reason you are not complaining about being talked about as if you were not present is Sif vaguely gesturing for you not to. "I expect you to deploy as soon as you can and report back swiftly. Dismissed."
As you leave, his hold on you is tighter than before. You expect him to go straight to, Svartalfheimbut instead he leads you to your home on the wall.
"What is It?" You ask. “I will be fine, if that worries you.”
"It does not. Let's gather our weapons." He says. "And by that I mean your weapon. I never leave Hofuð out of my sight, so let’s get that creepy thing you tried to hang over my bed and go."
“That creepy thing was a gift from your father. Are you being ungrateful right now?” He is right, though; it is creepy - it’s made of bone of a giant and the All-Father gave it to you, when you were a baby. How could that not be creepy?
“You’re prettier when you have your mouth shut.” He says. He.
“That makes two of us.” You hope that your words will make him smile, but they do not.
You see that there’s no way for you to get more out of him, so you walk in an unsettling silence until you leave the town and you can be sure that no one can hear you.
"There's something else. I can see you thinking… for once."
He growls. "The All-Father had his mind set on deploying us before the meeting started. Thor saw it and decided to be protective of you. In front of everyone! He did it to humiliate me!”
"And then I thought you were worried about me. But no, you are just jealous again." You pound.
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Episode 8 was great!
This episode was genuinely really good! They did the fight scene with Ares perfectly (with a few changes of course but it was amazing!!!) and that giant wave looked so good! I won't lie I'm kind of sad we didn't see police everywhere and have full closure on Gabe/see that Percy stopped being public enemy number one but it makes sense since they didn't really have a way to get rid of him (since he was an abusive dick but they didn't show enough to make you want them to turn him to stone (edit: he did turn to stone but it felt more like a gag and not like the retribution it should've been) and do the celebration at the same time. The meeting with Zeus was genuinely amazing and Lance Reddick was a perfect Zeus (rest in peace) (like seriously that Zeus was ZEUSIN!) (although they could've gotten rid of that Poseidon surrendering thing by having it follow the book and he completes the quest on time but it did give us a really good scene between Zeus and Poseidon where they switch to ancient Greek and really showed Zeus's ego). Percy figuring out that Luke was the betrayer was great (although I don't remember backbiter being able to create portals but that was super cool!) and having Annabeth find out at the same time was amazing (while different from the books it was pretty good). The scene between Percy and Mr.D was really fun and the main trio making a promise to see each other again was great (I am surprised no one ever swore on the river Styx tho since they made a lot of promises) but the little Disney product placement did sort of rub me the wrong way. Sidenote I really wish they had included Argus in the series he was such a cool inclusion in the books and seeing all those eyes on a person would have been crazy. Finally, The final dream sequence was great (I do think it would be cool if Cronos had a more metallic voce (like seriously just add some sort of metal noise when he talks I'm sure it would work)). Overall this series was really fun (albeit with a few speed bumps) and I really hope they make a season two so they can improve on the screenplay and make it even better than it already is.
PS: what I head cannoned the helm of darkness to look like
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Build me Up, Break me Down (Loki x Female Reader)
Read chapter 31 here// Series Masterlist
Chapter 32
Summary : Loki talks to you about his fears of you being a mortal.
Warning : 18+ Sex, mention of past abuse, PTSD symptoms, discussion of mortality and death.
Gif has nothing to do with chapter I just love how his mouth moves
You went back to the party and it was in full swing, everyone had someone they partnered up with to dance the night out. Charlotte looked at your sad face and she excused herself from Thor to check up on you, you smiled as soon as you saw her coming
"You two look so good together" she giggled as you said that
"He said he'd take me to Asgard. Can you believe it?" You gasped, you knew Thor would like her.
"He better treat you right" she smiled but then she got worried about you
"Is everything okay with Mr hottie, did you guys talk?" She asked you and you nodded
"Don't worry about that, we will be okay, just go have fun okay?" you nudged her to go back and she hugged you before she went back to the dance floor.
What were you even doing here? The one man you are here for won't even talk to you more than what you have already heard before from him. You want to help him move on from that guilt, you know it's not easy for him but how are you supposed to do that when he won't even talk to you about his fears.
Loki wanted to disappear, he should have just gotten back to his room and stayed there until you left, that was the only way he could have kept you safe from him, but he didn't want you to leave, he wanted to hold you and kiss you. He wanted to tell you that he was scared of hurting you again, that he was terrified of turning into that man again. And that he was scared of losing you to death. When he stepped inside the lounge, he found you standing all alone in the corner as you watched other couples dancing and having fun. He promised you that he won't allow you to feel lonely again then what was he doing?
You saw him heading towards you so you straightened yourself up, your eyes teared up as you looked at him. He was so handsome it really hurt to look at him sometimes. He grabbed your hands in his and placed it around his shoulders, then his arms wrapped around waist, you gasped as he pulled you closer to him, thank goodness that those heels managed some of the height difference.
"Are we dancing?" he smiled as you asked him. He had told you before that he couldn't dance, especially not in public
"Well I cannot do that.. whatever that is" he looked at Tony who was doing..well some kind of dance or voodoo, only he knew.
"But I can do what mother taught me" he clicked his fingers and the music changed, you swayed with him side to side, slowly, everytime you looked at him your eyes met with his. You knew people were staring, he has never shown you any sort of affection in public before. But then you realized that he might be using magic to hide you two from their view. So you kissed him, softly, very gently and he responded with his own tenderness.
Charlotte squealed and you looked at her.
"I thought they couldn't see us, I'm sorry" he smiled as you got nervous then one of his hands crawled behind your head as he pulled you in for a kiss again. You have missed him so much, you have missed him holding you so tightly like this
"I'm sorry darling, for everything"
His eyes teared up so you cupped his cheeks
"Not your fault Loki, it's not your fault, you have to stop blaming yourself"
"I wish I could, and everytime I close my eyes I wish I didn't have visions of that night in my head but it's there and I ..the things I said to you..you know I'd never say that to you if.."
"I know..I know baby ..hey I know okay?" You hugged him as tightly as you could so the only thing he'd feel in that moment is you, you wanted him to feel safe too and he felt safe with you.
Once you felt him relaxing in your embrace you eased your hold on him
"You want to spend some time with me all alone, just the two of us?" You asked him and his eyes teared up. He was afraid of being alone with you and that broke your heart. He nodded so you grabbed his arm and took him to his bedroom. As soon as you stepped inside you kissed him again, you didn't want to rush him, there were things that needed to be talked about and you wanted to clear that up right now.
"Soo umm did you sleep with someone else in the past two months?"
Great. Just great. Maybe you should have saved that question for later but you couldn't stop yourself.
"No darling, I couldn't" you weren't expecting him to stay loyal to you, you two were broken up and he loved having sex so it came as a surprise.
"I would ask but I know you wouldn't do that"
"You know me far too well mister god"
He smiled as you stepped away from him and sat down on the bed to take off your heels, you weren't used to wearing heels and they were killing your feet. You groaned and he was on his knees in front of you instantly
"Loki stop..you can't do that" you grabbed his hand as he took your heels off one by one.
"Why?" He asked you as he pressed on the pad of your foot with his thumbs, you didn't want to moan but it was way too satisfying
"You're my god, you're not supposed to do that" he smiled as he looked at you
"A god can kneel for his goddess" your face flushed, skin tingled and heart fluttered as he said that
"Come sit next to me" you patted on the bed next to you and he got up to sit next to you
"Talk to me dear god" you smiled as you looked at him
"We do need to talk"
"We sure do"
"You're a mortal"
"Yess I am"
"I'm a god"
"Yes you are"
"You'll be gone after few years and I'll be here for thousands of years, that if we survive that monster Thanos will send after us gods"
"You will survive it and live to tell the story. I just know that. Are you afraid of losing me?" his eyes teared up at the question
"I'm afraid of losing you, being without you and I'm afraid of being alone again" you turned towards him and made him look at you
"You know if it was up to me I would never leave you alone, I'd be here until you're sick of my face" you smiled and that made him smile too
"Sick of that pretty face? Never"
"There's not much I can say to ease that fear of yours because it's going to happen and we can't change it but..I love you and I want to be with you for as long as I could" he sighed in response
"I want that too darling, I want that too" he pulled you on top of his lap and hugged you tightly, he hid himself between the crook of your neck because he didn't want you to see how weak he felt in that moment
"Think of me like a pet when I'm gone"
"Don't say that darling pleaseee"
"I'm serious, you can move on when I'm gone, you can find another lover, maybe someone immortal this time so you won't have to lose her so soon? Just because you would find someone else, that doesn't mean I was any less important to you, I'd still be your Little mortal and I'll always be your favorite mortal" he knew you were trying to make him feel better and hopeful about the future, but your words only hurt him further, he didn't want to cry standing at your grave sixty years from now. He didn't want to lose you like that. Once you die, he'd never be able to hold you like this and the fear crushed him.
"You are my favorite darling, not just my favorite mortal but you are my favorite everything and I don't want to lose you"
"You won't, I'm here, live in the moment with me Loki, let's just live and love each other, let's make beautiful memories. You deserve to be happy, you deserve affection and love more than anyone else, and I want to drown you in it, I want to make you so happy"
You pressed your forehead against his hoping that he would choose to live in the present instead of worrying about the future, who knows what will happen ten years from now. Maybe things will change, maybe he'd fall out of love and it'd kill you to lose his affection like that but then you can't let that fear stop you from enjoying the next few years of bliss. You never thought you'd find someone like him to call your own and now that you had him you weren't ready to lose him at any cost or for any reason
"I wanted to give you everything you have never had, treat you the way you deserve to be treated, I promised you all that and more but I failed" you shook your head and made him look at you again.
"You didn't fail, you never did and you already give me more than I could have imagined, just being here with you is my dream life, I never thought I'd find a man so loving, so thoughtful, a man who'd respect me enough to not hurt me, I got more than what I was looking for, and no matter what happens i'd always worship you my god because that's who you are to me"
He looked at you all wide eyed and perplexed, maybe it was his Karma, he always thought of mortals as inferior beings, those who didn't deserve any importance, and that's why fate brought him to you so he'd fall for a mortal and get his comeuppance when your life would end right in front of his eyes. But he can't hurt you anymore, you have been hurt all your life and he wants to change that, he wants to give you a happy life. You kissed his forehead and got off his lap
"Let me just call Charlotte, I hope she's alright"
He perched himself on his elbow. You care so much, not just about him but everyone who shows you the slightest of affection. He would never meet someone as pure as his little mortal. His heart would break once in a while whenever the fear of losing you would overwhelm him but he knew that's the burden he'd have to bear for you.
"So my brother and her were getting real chummy out there or I imagined it?" You giggled as he said that
"She's having the best time of her life" you laid down on the bed next to him, on your front situating yourself on both of your elbows
"How's your job going? Anyone bothering you?" he asked you as he tucked a strand of hair behind your ears and kissed your forehead
"Noo" you leaned forward to kiss him and then you got on top of him, he couldn't have that for long so he flipped you over quickly. You took his jacket off and the t shirt followed, god you have been wanting to touch his bare skin since you got here, it's been months since you got to have him rubbing against you so intimately, you have missed every little thing, every sound he makes, every whisper of his voice
He didn't take your dress off, he just pulled your dress over your thighs and took your panties off, you unbuttoned his pants and he was hard already. He pulled the straps down and your bare breasts drove him even more wild.
"You are ethereal, have I ever told you that?" You bit on your lips at the compliment while his lips suckled on your nipples one by one. He looked up at you and the flashes from that night clouded his eyes again, he froze, he couldn't move, he tried to get off you but you didn't allow him to
"Hey hey look at me, look into my eyes loki please" you cupped his cheeks and his tears dripped down on your face "I'm safe here with you, you'd never hurt me, never ever"
"How do you know? How am I different from those men that hurt you before?" You felt offended not because of him but for him, how dare he compare your god to worms like those men
"Those men never asked questions like that because they didn't care whether they were hurting me, that is reason enough for me, don't you ever compare yourself with those evil men again"
You wiped his eyes and pecked on his lips, wrapping your legs around his waist you pushed his cock inside you slowly, he moaned as he felt your walls clenching around him, it's been a long time, he placed his head down on your breasts as he pumped in and out of you slowly
"I have missed you darling, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry"
"I know I know..I have missed you inside me too, every night I craved you my god and I wanted to go down on my knees and pray to you but I was afraid you won't answer me"
He just shook his head in response, he placed his arms around your head and kissed you again, his tongue played with yours while his hips continued to thrust in and out of you. "I love you princess" your eyes teared up, you couldn't believe your ears. He knew he had to say it even though what he felt for you surpassed something as frivolous as the word love to him, because he didn't just love you anymore, he worshiped the ground you walked on. But he knew you had been longing to hear it from him and he was going to give you everything.
"You love me?" You smiled and a moan escaped your lips as his cock brushed that sweet nerve Inside you
"Love you, yes, I love you darling and I'll always love you"
When he finally came, he had you moaning and whimpering under him, it was the most emotionally satisfying sex of his life, the euphoria he felt as he looked into your eyes during both of your orgasms was unmatchable, it fired up every little inch of his skin and he felt it deep in his soul. That void inside him was filled again.
Once he calmed down he grabbed you in his arms and you showered with him, the cold water snapped you out of the bliss for a moment
"I'm sorry, I cannot handle warm water, let me fix it"
"It's fine loki, just hold me" you held him as tightly as you could and you didn't hate how cold it was around you, the temperature of his body along with water felt soothing in a way. You wondered how he looked in his natural form, he took another step forward today. He shared his fear and he was trying to move on from that incident. If things were to be like this you knew you'd see him all blue and big soon.
"Do you want to stay the night with me darling?"
"I want to stay all the nights with you" and he smiled genuinely, he seemed happy. That made you happy. He dressed you up in his clothes and you felt as if you were drowning in it but he found it really adorable.
"So if I wouldn't have come here today, would you just let me go?"
You asked him as you fixed the bed and he rubbed his palm over his neck, from nervousness and guilt as well
"Noo, I wanted to get back to you every moment, I just .. didn't think I deserved your affection, not even a smidgen of it"
Your eyes teared up as you noticed the sadness and hopelessness in his voice. You laid him down on the bed and got on top of him, he hasn't been sleeping well and you haven't been sleeping either, that was going to change tonight.
Didn't take you both long enough to doze off, he was happy and content having you back in his arms. He has dreamt about this night since the day you left.
But then you woke up to him shivering and shaking, mumbling an apology over and over again, you knew he was thinking about that night again. The nightmares kept reminding him of the abuse he had forced upon you, you forgave him but he didn't. And you knew it'd take some time for him to move on from that.
So you woke him up gently, wiped the sweat off his skin with your hands, and doused him in soft kisses all over his face until his breathing calmed down
"You're okay baby, you're safe, and I'm safe with you, you won't hurt me I promise" you whispered in his ears softly
"I'm sorry..I'm so sorry" tears filled his eyes, his breathing remained shallow
"Noo no, don't apologize, everything is okay now, we will get better okay? Go back to sleep"
He has never been so vulnerable in his life, even when he was he had no one to place the balm over his wounds, but now he had you. And the thought overwhelmed him again, he'd get used to you taking care of him like this and then someday you'll leave him. Then he'll be all alone again, without his princess to comfort him. The thought hurt him deeply, but there was nothing he could have done about it. So he wrapped his arms around you tightly and allowed himself to feel grateful and happy for this moment that he had you.
And he hoped that these moments and the memories of you will be enough for him to get by when you're gone.
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When you leave him forever.
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Punishment :
You were more excited than you should be. You screwed up. Big time !
But seing the coldness in John's eyes and the tightness of his jaw, you couldn't help yourself. You knew what was coming for you and it was thrilling.
The homelander was usualky kind to you. Always seeking your affection and approval. He was ruthless to others, and yet so kind to you.
Except in moments like this.
He needed your complete attention. Your love and devotion. Either at home or in public.
And you always listen to him during his public speeches. You always have eyes for only him.
But tonight, some guy was lost and was looking for his wife in the crowd. So he asked you for indications. And you had the boldness to answer him. To help him.
And that didn't go unnoticed.
As soon as your eyes landed on John again, you were pierced by his cold stare. And you knew that it wouldn't go unpunished.
He held you close during the flight back home. Always being concerned about your safety. But once you were safe at home, there was no gentleness in his behavior.
- We talked about this. - He says, through clenched teeth.
- I know, baby. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...
- Eyes on me. Always.
You take a step back, knowing that it won't help you. He just walks slowly towards you.
- Baby, come on. You know that I...
He almosts jumps on you. One hand on the back of your neck and the other around your chin.
- Is there too much asking ? You, listening to me ?
- No.
- You, keeping your eyes on me and only me ?
- No.
- And yet, you disobeyed.
- Homelander, please.
You could stop this. Use his real name, and be done with it. He knows of course you didn't mean to hurt him, you were just being helpful. But he can't tolerate losing a fraction of your attention. It frustrates him.
And you'll gladly let him lashing out on you.
Next thing you know, you find yourself bent over the armrest of your couch.
He puts a hand on your back and lifts up your dress with the other. He carresses you slowly through the fabric of your panties before roughly pulling them down.
You bit one of the cushions as his hand slaps sharply your right cheek. Then you bite it again when he slaps your left cheek. All that with his gloves on. God, how much you loved these gloves.
- You need to understand, sweetheart. You need a reminder.
He spanks you once again, harder.
- Say it.
- I need a reminder. - You whine, pathetically.
You don't know how many spanks he give to you, but he stops as you struggle to catch your breath.
You thought he was tired of this little game, but you realized that it was for you when he puts you in a more comfortable position.
He sits you at the edge of the couch and almost bends you in half. You watch him taking his cock out and lick your lips.
He enters you roughly but waits for you to adjust for him. When you nod at him, he's giving you everything he can.
Sometimes, you wished he didn't have always to hold back. His natural strengh would kill you so easily. He had to make the effort of not hurting you. You got to enjoy the ride.
You claw at his arms, taking his hard pounding. You can feel your orgasm building.
- Don't you dare coming without permission.
His voice is rough and strained.
- Baby, please.
You don't think you can obey him. His body, his smell, his anger, his love. It's all too much.
- Homelander. I want to cum. Let me, please.
He's watching you with piercing blue eyes. You know he's close.
- You don't deserve it.
You made such a sad pitiful noise. You try to contain it. Because that's what he wants.
- But I love you. Even when you're a bad little girl.
- I love you too. - You say, through gasps.
- Cum for me, sweetheart.
You never came so hard in your life. He's riding you through your orgasm, chasing his own pleasure at the same time.
He doesn't waist any time before lifting you up. He's laying down on the couch and let you fall on his chest.
He's lazily drawing circles on your back. You sigh contently and close your eyes.
- Never disobey me again. - He whispers.
- I don't know. Maybe I will. Just a little.
He chuckles and caresses your face.
- Okay. Just a little
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Adriel/Ava Headcanons
Note: For my own reference, with no specific story in mind (and several at the same time). Enjoy if you happen to like the ship! ❤ Might be updated in the future (in self-reblog addendums). No NSFW content (aside from a couple of innuendos); NSFW headcanons can be found here x.
He likes her for many reasons. In some ways, she reminds him of himself... and of Areala, his first true love. She is strong, fiery, loyal, charming, she has a mind sharper than the Cruciform sword she wields, she is brave, and she knows what it means to be imprisoned, yet in freedom only burns brighter because of it. Not to mention, she is beautiful. Those eyes of hers... Like a doe's eyes, large, black, and shining. When he first met her in his tomb, they were so sad. Adriel made an oath to himself - he would erase all sadness from those enchanting eyes. Her sweet, plushy lips, begging to be kissed... Her silken wavy hair, oh how he wanted to sink his fingers into her hair. And her lovely face could rival the beauty of all ancient queens, heroines, goddesses. Did she even know how unbearably beautiful she was? How could she?.. She never had a chance to. But he will show her. He will worship her. His unleashed, unbreakable Ava, the incarnation of power. He has no wish to break her. Never. He wants her to bloom in his arms. It isn't the Halo he desires anymore, it is worthless without her. His little warrior nun. She will be his. His bride. But Adriel knows he can not take her by force. She will only come to him if she desires so. He will make sure that she does.
He drives her mad. She hates him... Obviously. But even more, she hates how much she wants him. He lingers in her head, constantly, haunting her, making her burn. His honeyed voice. His piercing eyes. The touch of his skin... He is unlike anyone she had ever met before. Inhuman, yet wearing a human face, a beautiful face. He is a dirtbag. That much she knows. Then why does she yearn so desperately to peel away the layers, the lies, to find out what hides in the heart if him? Unlike anyone... And so alike her. When he uttered "We don't have to be alone anymore" in that stupid cave... Never before had she felt so sincerely connected to someone. Was it all a manipulation? God, back then, she wanted so badly to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him. She doesn't want to kiss him anymore, does she?... God. She does. She wants to kiss him. It is a good thing she went into hiding, because should she come face to face with him again, she isn't sure if she would stab him, or make him hers. She didn't know "fuck an angel" could be on her to-do list, but apparently, it is.
Ava doesn't tolerate any nonsense from Adriel. He won't manipulate her. He won't frighten her into submission. If he attempts to lie, she will see right through it. If he tries to push her, he will lose her, and he knows it.
Ava is the playful one in the relationship. She will secretly grope his ass in public. She will do things such as randomly poke his nose and say "beep", leaving him bewildered. Then refuse to explain.
He may be the master tempter, but she is no less of a tease.
Once, he referred to her as "my child" during... romantic activities by accident. Yes, he ended up in the dog house. With blue balls.
Ava often suffers from nightmares, and, at times, sleep paralysis. Adriel holds her during these episodes, comforting her. His presence acts as her relief, since she can't stand the crippling loneliness they overwhelm her with.
He loves to have her sit on his lap. She doesn't mind, at all - being much larger than her, he makes her feel sheltered, and protected (the security she never had in her younger days). Ava craves physical contact as much as Adriel does.
Having spent most of her life paralyzed in an orphanage, Ava is eager to seize life. Knowing this, Adriel gladly spoils her. He takes her to the most famous and beautiful places on Earth; her wish is his command. He has followers, not to mention connections, in all parts of society, thus access to exclusive locations and events. He has things to discover himself, after his imprisonment. Once, he had the Prado museum opened at night just for the two of them.
World famous concert halls and art galleries aren't enough to satisfy Ava. She drags Adriel to bars, clubs, festivals, parties... To avoid being recognized, he has to wear biker clothes (and probably sunglasses). Should she reveal herself to the public, she would have to disguise herself, too. She'd probably find it entertaining.
She likes to play with his hair, and to pull on it during romantic activities.
Adriel is a little jealous of JC because he was the one to take Ava's virginity. She is irritated, but at least him learning the whole story helps clear up certain misunderstandings - only knowing she wasn't a virgin, and how short of a time passed from her resurrection to her joining the OCS, he deep down worried she had been... hurt, I'm sure you know what I mean.
He feels guilty he didn't save her from the orphanage. He knows it's irrational, still, he can't help it. His heart swells with pride when he finds out Ava killed her abuser.
Ava enjoys getting drunk with him alone. She makes them cocktails (who would waste 16th century brandy to get... wasted), and they savor their time together. When intoxicated, they end up in all kinds of absurdities - like playing "guess who?" (the one with the notes glued to the forehead). Vincent has seen them during a drunk hide and seek in the gardens. He was eh... confused.
She makes him watch movies just for the Hell of it. To her shock, he is pretty well informed about things such as superheroes, and Disney movies. He has to remind her: one of his most important connections to the outside had been a little boy.
Speaking of his communication with young Michael Salvius, Adriel eventually admits one time he almost broke down into tears because the kid just wouldn't stop talking about Paw Patrol. She couldn't stop laughing for half an hour. She also may or may not have suggested they get a german shepherd right after.
His protectiveness tends to irritate her despite the reassurance it may give her. From time to time, she has to remind him to cut it off. He worries a lot about her - she may bear the Halo, but she is still so very frail in his eyes.
Ava had never gotten a chance to dress up for Halloween (given she grew up in an orphanage in Spain), but always found the tradition amazing. She wanted Adriel to join her, and against his better judgement, he agreed... they were Jesus and Mary Magdalene (Ava assured the sisters it was in honor of Da Vinci Code). Afterwards, Adriel swore to himself next time he won't give into anything more unorthodox than an angel and a demon.
Remaining on the topic of holidays, Ava likes extravagant parties with ungodly amounts of decorations simply because she can have them. Adriel doesn't mind as long as his Cathedral isn't turned into an event hall. But he hates Christmas music, so the two made a compromise there will be none of it.
Adriel taught Ava how to ride a horse. Both of them have to learn how to drive though.
Adriel finds it strange that Ava insists on doing many menial tasks herself, but he doesn't comment on it, since he understands she likes the feeling of being self-sufficent.
Ava insists Adriel reconnects with Reya. She was ripped away from her mother, and can't stand to see Adriel do it to himself (besides, she wants the Tarasks to stop terrorizing the two of them); also Michael, to whom Adriel was the closest thing to a father.
Ava convinced Adriel to change his strategy - he can aim to rule the world if he wants to, but people must come to him willingly, not be possessed or frightened into submission; he can't employ mass murder, terror or deliberately caused plagues.
Ava wants their wedding not be a global affair, but truly theirs.
Ava doesn't know how to feel about becoming a mother. She never wanted, nor didn't want, children - it wasn't a possibility for her, so she never gave it though. When she finds herself pregnant, she feels confusion and terror. All she can think of is her father abandoning her, her mother dying, her whole family leaving her to rot. She spent her whole life in an orphanage, a quadriplegic with an abusive serial killer for a caretaker. Her only identity after coming back from death was a soldier. How could she ever raise a child?.. Adriel gives her a lot of reassurance, even pointing out it was yet another chance her previous life would never have given her, so why not seize it.
When the baby is first born, she rarely puts it down, not wanting it to ever feel unloved or alone.
In the end, Ava and Adriel end up having four children - Ariane, Calixtus, Celestin and Claudius (I don't know, maybe they would adopt more, even find Diego and take him in). They jokingly call them the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.
Ava shows Adriel what being an angel actually means, taking initiative to improve the lives of orphans, especially disabled ones.
Both of them continue to work closely with Arqtech; eventually, they end up the main shareholders in the company.
Ava calls Adriel "Ari" or "Angel"; he refers to her as "My Darling", "My Beauty" and "My Queen".
Adriel likes to pick Ava up bridal-style; at times she enjoys it, at times it annoys her.
Ava enjoys taking silly selfes. Adriel hates it, but at times complies to make her happy. She also likes to sneakily take pictures of him.
She often kisses him on the jaw; he often kisses her on the forehead.
Adriel makes them both brandy-laced coffee in the mornings.
Ava asks Adriel a lot of questions, which he finds endearing.
Ava likes to steal Adriel's clothes at times.
Adriel is quite skilled at drawing. Yes, she has said "draw me like one of your french girls" to him at least once.
Even though impatience usually annoys him, hers he sees as adorable - especially in the bedroom.
They aren't always the best sparring partners for each other, tending to do more flirting than training.
Adriel compliments Ava all the time.
Ava definitely has made a spotify playlist and a pinterest board for the two of them. She insists he makes social media accounts, because why not.
Adriel always smells of expensive perfume. Ava loves to bury her face in his neck, and let his scent envelope her.
Adriel loves the smell of Ava's shampoo. So, he often presses his face to the top of her head.
Adriel designed their official "coat of arms" - his cross (in some versions upside down) inside of the Halo (an ornate wheel). They, and all of their children wear custom jewellery with it.
Adriel hired Ava a personal tailoress (as Adriel's wife, Ava frequently dresses in fashions similar to what she wore as a "pilgrim" in season 2, only far more ornamented; her more casual clothes don't really differ from her "casual" and "duty" style in the show... well, not including the habit)
If Adriel leaves Ava sleeping, he always pulls a blanket over her.
When one of them is tired, or down for some reason, the other jumps into the role of a caretaker (as in baths, massages, hand-feeding, and so on).
Aside from the fortress in Spain, they also have a villa in Italy. It is heavily guarded too, but more private and intimate.
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falling apart, in your arms
- Kaeya x gn!reader
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Summary: Kaeya holds you, away from the horrors waiting outside
Warnings: crying on your part, lowercase cause i kinda wanted to try it??? (probably won't do it again tho), this is probably kinda sucky cause i just rolled with it (like idek if i should post this kinda rolled with it) - not proofread, can be read as platonic! (i think??)
a/n: je te laisserai des mots with rain was playing while i wrote this...
Kaeya was aware of the impending storm. it was to rain all day and all night for the following days, drowning the streets of mond in puddles. and because of this he didn't expect you to be at his door one night, clothes drenched, shoulders slumped and eyes red.
ushered inside, the calvary captain offered you a seat, a warm towel and something to drink. after he took the seat right next to you, arm slung around your shaking shoulders as he rubbed soothing shapes. he's been where you are now, he knows that it's best to wait until you speak first - not wanting to pry on a topic you don't wish to talk about.
you've done the very actions he's taking for you now and kaeya can only hope he's providing the same warmth you grant him in his times of need.
he waits for what? minutes? hours? honestly it feels like forever. he'd gladly wait on hand and knee until you're ready to pour your heart out. some other part of him though was happy when you finally did.
"sometimes..." you began, breathing in deeply. you have to breath to tell him. "life kinda sucks..."
never ceasing his careful touches, kaeya lets out a short laugh. there's a sadness to it, like he's all to aware that you've said something far too true.
a cool palm leads your head into the crook of his neck. you always love when he touches you without his gloves. you've found yourself think it's like he trusts you, he'll remove what hides parts of him only for you.
"you're very right darling." he whispers into your ear, somehow still adoring the suave tone he uses in public.
admittedly, that's not what you want to hear - the cold hard reality. not now amidst the chaos and wreckage of your heart. yet kaeya's next words seem to piece together bits of what you lost
"but as you've taught me, life is also full of many treasures. treasures that will find you in due time." you chance a glance at his face. a dazzling smile, brighter than any sun you've been blessed to witness, meets you. and the final words of the man you decided to drop your walls around has you crumbling. crying in his arms as he holds you away from the evils outside.
"so until they arrive, let me be the one to protect and keep you safe. knights oath."
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fun fact! i originally wrote this on Dec 23rd 2021, i just queued it to come out Feb 1st. not important but idk just thought i'd share lol
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The Pool
*Taking a deep breath*
Well well well, this is my first fanfic (or should I say second or third? Btw, this one came to a conclusion) and I've never been much into writing, but Duskwood and all of you fantastic people in the fandom here brought me to this. I hope you like it, and of course I look forward to your comments and feedback.
Pairing: Jake x MC
Contents: Angst, Sadness, Fluff, Romance
It had been three months since his last contact with her. He'd had to disappear from the radar, the government breathing down his neck. Every day he fought the urge to write to her; he couldn't risk putting her in danger. He couldn't even risk reading her conversations at the moment, so he was as blind as she was.
He didn't know where she was, if she was okay, if she was mad at him, though after all this time he imagined she was. The last time they had written to each other she was in Duskwood and he had every intention of finally catching up with her. Things hadn't gone as planned unfortunately, and the deal he was trying to make with the government had fallen through, forcing him to become a fugitive again.
He was exhausted, he was free and yet he felt imprisoned in an endless loop. Ever since he had met her he had realized how heavy his condition was to bear, how much he missed talking to someone in person, how much he longed to get out without having to disguise himself. He wanted to move, to run, to be outside, and above all else he wanted to run to her, and hold her, look into her eyes, tell her in his voice how much he missed her.
While he was lost in these thoughts he scrolled through their last conversations, rereading every word and every comma. At one point he found the conversation in which they had talked about one of MC's great passions, swimming. He barely knew how to float, he had never had a chance to learn it as a child, and on that occasion he had promised himself he would try it someday. MC had told him about a public pool in her hometown that was easy to get into at night through a gate with a broken lock. She had gone there many times, when she needed to relieve her nerves and to be alone. Suddenly Jake felt the urge to see that pool, and set about finding it. Amazingly it was a couple of blocks from where he was hiding, the next step was to check the security cams near the building and along the way. He could do it without too much difficulty, and he really needed to get some air and some purpose, so he slipped on his sweatshirt, pulled on his hood and mask, and set off.
He arrived within minutes, constantly looking around. The streets were practically empty, but caution was never too much. The pool was a low building, all on one level. Mentally following MC's directions he managed to find the little gate, behind some bushes. It was still broken, unbelievable. Curiosity was stronger than him and he continued towards the entrance. His footsteps echoed in the hall, as he went down the few steps that led directly to the pool floor, the smell of chlorine filled his nostrils. Even though it was night he could see almost all of the interior well, thanks to the huge windows that almost reached the ceiling and let in the illumination of the street lamps, just as MC had told him.
He sat on the steps and stayed there for a while, lost in his imagination, even though he had never seen MC, enjoying that moment of peace, and trying to imagine her doing something that made her feel good...
A noise outside startled him, he ran off the steps and flattened himself against the wall. He waited in silence, his nerves on edge, his heart in his throat, his eye searching for possible alternatives escape routes. another metallic noise, and the angry meows of two cats fighting each other. Jake breathed a sigh of relief but waited vigilantly for a while longer before heading for the exit with shaking legs. When he returned to his shelter, he promised himself he would never try it again, but that was not to be. He returned there two more nights, until he decided to get a swimsuit and try swimming.
And so Jake found himself inside the pool, scared and unsure at first, but after a few minutes he began to feel the benefit of being in the water, the lightness provided by its support. He knew it wouldn't last long, but he continued to go there as many nights as he could. He would return to his hut tired but satisfied, and he could even get a decent night's sleep.
One evening he was trying to swim as usual when he heard a female voice saying jokingly, "well, I thought I was the only one who knew this place, but apparently not." Jake froze, almost having a heart attack. He was in the water, there was no way to escape. He drew a deep breath, thinking that it was anyway dark enough, and that his features weren't clearly visible, and decided to try not to look too suspicious. "Yeah, apparently not" he replied, trying to keep his voice from shaking. The girl smiled, or so it seemed to him, and continued, "I guess you like to be here alone, just like I usually do, but I could really use a swim tonight. I'll go in the back lane, I swear I won't bother you. Is that okay?" "O-oh yeah, yeah, go ahead," Jake mumbled, trying to hide his face as much as possible, and stood watching her as she made her way to the other side of the pool, still shocked that there was another human being in the same room as him. He realized that he was staring in her direction, and decided to start swimming again. After a while he stopped, out of breath and with tired arms, and saw that the girl instead was still swimming, at a brisk pace, and giving no sign of wanting to stop. He got out of the water and sat on the steps, wrapped in his towel, trying to catch his breath. Watching her was hypnotic, she moved with fluid movements, slow and steady. He wondered if MC swam like that too. How he wished he could have written to her to tell her he was swimming, or at least trying to, and to thank her for letting him discover this wonderful new experience as well. Since he had met her, his life had taken on a new light, where before only greyness and despair reigned.
His phone made a sound, bringing him back to reality. It was time to go home. He dressed quickly and headed for the exit, he didn't want to interrupt the girl's concentration, and he didn't intend to introduce himself, so better that way. Once back at the shelter he went back to work on his laptop, while eating a sandwich. Concentration continued to leave him that night, however, as the encounter with the stranger had brought him back to MC in a big way.
He returned to the pool the next evening, yearning to tire himself out and find some peace of mind. Once he got to the door he heard the sound of water coming from inside, he carefully pushed his way across the threshold, trying to figure out who was there and was relieved to see that it was again the girl he met the night before. He walked over to his side of the pool and removed his clothes as he cast furtive glances at her. He dove into the water and began to swim, trying to focus on his breathing, which was the part he struggled with the most. When he emerged with bated breath, he saw the girl standing at the edge of the pool and winced. "Hi, I didn't mean to scare you. I've been watching you swim and I thought I could give you a few tips, if you don't mind" Jake was so amazed and scared that for a few seconds he could only stare at her with his mouth open. "I-I...I don't.... " she giggled softly and shrugged her shoulders "Ok, look, I didn't mean to embarrass you...I'm going back to my lane. If you want it you know you can ask it okay?" And she turned to go back to her lane. "Wait. Yes, please I will gladly accept your help." Jake said. She retraced her steps and squatted down beside the edge of the pool with a smile on her face. "So, first let's start with your upper body, I've noticed that you move it a lot between strokes and that wastes your energy and breath. Try to stand up straighter, your arms and legs do most of the work. Then, every time you pull your arm forward, you can inhale if you feel the need to, and slowly you'll find yourself pulling two strokes, then three, and so on, but don't be in a hurry. If you take care of your technique well, managing your breath will already be easier." Jake was focused on her words and nodded, before turning around and trying again. Following her advice actually felt like he was already doing better. A wave of satisfaction ran through him when he managed to do his usual laps without getting breathless. He emerged smiling and sat on the edge of the pool. She was still there and looked at him approvingly, then asked "Better now, isn't it? "Yes, thank you very much." He answered. "Thanks to you, I'm just back in town but I'm not having much contact with the rest of the world, helping you was a pleasure" "I... I understand, I didn't have much contact lately either". A slightly embarrassed silence fell between them. It was Jake's phone that broke it, by emitting an alarm tone. Jake got up quickly and headed for his bagpack. "I, uh, have to go now, thanks again for your help." She looked at him briefly, nodded, and stepped back. "Oh, yeah, sure, no problem. Well, good night then" and walked back to the pool. "Good night" he replied, and as soon as she turned around, he changed his wet swimsuit with dry clothes and headed quickly to the exit.
As he walked down the street, he wondered if he wasn't risking too much by going to the pool regularly, and by confiding in that unknown girl. He then decided that it would be better to avoid it for a while, even if it was with great regret.
Jake avoided the pool for a few days, but eventually decided to go back. He couldn't wait to get there. As he walked the short distance between his hiding place and the pool, he mentally savored the feel of the water, the smell of the chlorine, the relaxation it gave him to swim until his muscles ached. As always, he sneaked up on the hidden entrance, his senses all out to catch any suspicious movements or noises. That evening, however, he heard no suspicious noises as he entered the large room with the tanks, but a soft sobbing. He listened for a while, trying to distinguish where the crying was coming from. When he spotted the silhouette of the mysterious girl on the steps he felt a tug at his heart, and could not help but go near her.
"Hey, is everything okay?" he said softly.
She looked up with a jolt, and when she recognized him she answered a little annoyed: "What do you think? No, everything is not okay." She immediately realized she had been abrupt, and added in a tone of apology, clutching her knees to her chest: "Sorry, I didn't think you would come, I haven't seen you here in a while and you caught me off guard..." "It's okay, no need to apologize. I guess I interrupted an intimate moment of yours. It's just that hearing you cry made me worried somehow." He replied to her as he blushed, realizing what he had just said. "I-I meant...well I mean, sorry if I m-maybe I embarrassed you, I should probably go and..." hinting back. "No, wait. Please stay. If it's not a problem for you of course. I don't really feel like being alone anymore." she said as she reached out a hand towards him and motioned for him to sit beside her. Jake was tense, the last thing he had expected that night was to find himself consoling the mysterious girl, but he certainly couldn't leave her there alone, she had always been very kind to him and he was sincerely sorry to see her sad. He exhaled a deep breath and went to sit next to her as he pulled a handkerchief from a pocket of his backpack and handed it to her. "Thank you," she said with a smile, "I really appreciate it." For a while an awkward silence descended, during which they both stared at their hands. Suddenly she blurted out "You know, I'm worried about someone, that's why I was crying. I haven't heard from him in a while and I don't know what to think. I'm trying to move on, I promised him, and really, I'm trying so hard, but some days the weight of his absence is so hard to bear that I can barely get out of bed. Whatever I do the thought of him is with me. This is the only place I can find some peace, because swimming empties my mind b-but t-tonight..." her eyes glazed over again as she swallowed, trying to push back the tears. He had listened to her in silence until that moment, respecting her moment of venting, but when he realized she was about to cry again he felt he had to do something, so he passed his left arm behind her back and pulled her to him, gently holding her in an embrace. "I-I can understand it, you know? I promised one person I would move on too. But it's so hard. I want to call her, I want to write her, I want to know how she is doing, where she is...but every day I forbid myself to do that. And I know I owe it to her, because she doesn't deserve to keep feeling bad because of me and my mistakes and..." his voice faded away, as he realized that he was risking to say things he shouldn't have said, he recovered quickly trying to cut it short and not to let the tremor in his voice be heard "...and I understand you, that's it. I miss her so much too."
As they stood in silence, his heart running fast in his chest and he desperately looking for something else to say, he felt her draw back into his embrace and sigh. It felt good to have her in his arms, and feeling her calming down warmed his heart. It had been so long since Jake had touched anyone, not really talked to anyone, hardly remembered what it was like. A little later she said softly, "Thank you. For sharing a little piece of you with me. You don't need to talk about it if you don't feel like it, I understand. It's... " she stopped thoughtfully, "Complicated" finished Jake. "Yes, yes exactly! It's damn complicated. But knowing that someone can understand me makes me feel better." then she turned to him and drew a deep breath, then added, "Well, how about a swim? After all, this is what we both came for." Jake nodded and removed his arm from her shoulders. "Yeah, I guess you're right." He got up from the steps and walked over to the usual little corner where he used to change his clothes, while she headed to her pool lane and dove in. Once he slipped into his swimsuit, Jake entered cautiously, still pensive from that brief but intense exchange of confessions.
He slowly dived down to the bottom and stayed there for a while, still immersed in his thoughts. He had to stop those nightly outings. They were already dangerous in themselves, and now this unknown girl had been added, making him talk too freely. All of his inner alarms were telling him it was time to stop, and it was also time to change hiding places again, even though being so close to a place in MC's heart made him feel closer to her.
A movement to the side of his field of vision brought him out of his thoughts, and out of the pool as well. When he got to his feet he ran a hand over his eyes and pulled his hair back so he could see better, turning to face the source of the movement. He saw her in the aisle next to where he stood, staring at him. "A-are you ok?" said him in an uncertain voice. She giggled and replied, "I was going to ask you the same thing, you weren't coming up out of the water anymore." "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I scared you, I was just... well, reflecting." he replied. She stared at him intently, looking at his black hair, stuck to the sides of his face, and said tilting her head "It's weird you know? You remind me so much of him, the way you behave somehow, I can't actually explain it". Jake blushed and swallowed hard. "I'll take it as a compliment" he replied, and stepped out of the water. "I have to get back. I hope you feel better now." continued, while heading to the bag of dry clothes. She stood staring at him, wondering if she had made him uncomfortable with that confession. When she realised he was about to undress she turned around, blushing. She waited for a while and then sat down on the edge of the bath and said with a smile, "Yes, I'm feeling better, thanks to you. Good night, stranger."
When he arrived to the hut, something alarmed him: some of the boards near the entrance were placed differently than he had left them. He quickly stepped into the shadows and took out his phone to check inside. Two men were sitting at his usual spot, peering at the screens. Jake was quick to slip back downstairs and to reach out his hiding place number two, three doors down. As soon as he was seated, he took his phone out of his jeans pocket and started the hidden cameras. The two men didn't seem to have any idea what they were looking at, and they didn't look like officers either, to be honest. Maybe two thieves? But what kind of thieves would break into an old warehouse with the windows covered by boards? What did they expect to find there? He carefully examined the video images from the cameras he had placed around the rest of the perimeter of the building and saw a couple of policemen in the back. "Fuck!" he whispered through his teeth. He prepared to format everything in the hiding place and stood vigilantly by, watching them alternately. The two intruders were probably hiding from the cops, and risked exposing him. He noticed that there was a car shop next door and decided to create a diversion. He quickly managed to hack into the shop's security system and set it to go off, so that the cops could be sent away. He then logged on to his workstation and simply brought up Nymos, some glitches and the words "intruders detected, defensive protocol activated" on the screens. It was more than enough to send the two of them running for the hills.
He sighed with relief, letting himself down on the makeshift mattress behind him. He stayed like that for a while as he listened to his heartbeat return to a normal rhythm, his adrenaline slowly subsiding, his breathing becoming regular. His stomach rumbled, so he reached into his bag and pulled out an energy bar. After an hour or so, he locked the entrance to the main hideout and went back the way he'd come: better stay there for the night. As he settled in for the night, streams of thoughts came over him. He realised that the idea of leaving MC hometown made him feel lost, even though she wasn't there, and it wasn't even certain that she would return. Still, he knew he had to leave, that evening's mishap was another proof of that. There wasn't much to think about really, he had to move again, maybe he'd come back later. He thought of the girl at the pool, of her pain, so familiar. How was it possible that love could always bring so much suffering? He drifted off to sleep with those thoughts in his head, and woke up restless.
The next morning Jake was almost done packing up all of his belongings and ready to go. He wondered if once he was settled into his new hiding place, he would find another pool where he could train undisturbed, so he set about identifying all the potential candidates. How he wished he could have told MC about this! As he scanned the pools and studied their surroundings it occurred to him that he could write her using a disposable phone before leaving. His hands began to shake at the mere thought of being able to write her again. Would she be happy to read it? Maybe she was angry with him. In their last conversation she had told him to at least let her know if he was alive as soon as he could. Before he could think about it too much longer, he stormed out of the room and headed for the first open store. Once he retrieved the disposable phone he went back to the spare hut and slipped into it with all his things. He turned on the phone and prepared it for use.
*??? is online*
Jake:Hello, MC.
Shortly after came the reply
*** MC is online ***
MC:Jake! Are you okay?
Jake:Yes MC, I'm fine. I apologize for not letting you hear from me again, it was too dangerous.
MC:That's okay, I'm so glad to read you now, I kept telling myself that you were definitely fine and that I shouldn't have written you, as promised
Jake felt his palms sweat.
Jake:You know, I've been going swimming lately. At night, on the sly. Your enthusiasm about it convinced me. You were so right MC, it can empty your mind. I wanted so hard to thank you for that.
MC:I went swimming recently too, at night, it kept me from going crazy. Maybe we swam at the same time
Jake: :)
Jake:And do you know where I was? The place you told me about. It was like I felt closer to you
MC squinted her eyes
MC:Jake... you don't mean that place with big windows almost to the ceiling,do you?
Jake:Yes, exactly that.
MC bursted in laugh and shaked her head in disbelief.
MC:And you didn't happen to meet someone? Like a really nice, kind girl who gave you lessons?
Jake felt his knees buckle and had to lean against the wall to keep from falling.
Jake:You...
Jake:Was that you?
Butterflies were spreading through his stomach.
MC:So you hugged me the other night! I was crying just for you, and you were there, this is crazy!
MC:Where are you now?
His eyes widened.
Jake:MC me, I was going to leave the town, last night I found intruders in my shelter, it's not safe for me to be here anymore.
For a time that seemed eternal to him there was no sign of life on the other end of the phone.
Jake:MC...
MC:Don't you dare
MC:Don't you dare leaving again. You've been staying here for days, and even allowed yourself to go out almost every night, and you never wrote me anything. Now that we might meet you're starting this again.
MC:We met by accident Jake! Does that seem normal to you???
MC:I'll be waiting there tonight, you better come
***MC is offline***
Jake stared at the phone bewildered. He was terrified. He couldn't believe he had hugged MC the night before. And she was crying, because of him. She was right, he couldn't leave again.
That night he went to the pool, almost running. He sneaked up on the hidden entrance, holding his breath, and went to sit on the steps where he usually rested his backpack. A short time later he saw her walk in and head towards him. It seemed to him that his heart was about to explode. He stood up and walked over to her. They both found themselves running to cover the final distance that separated them. They hugged each other tightly, and stayed that way, without speaking for who knows how long. Neither of them wanted to untie the embrace, as if to do so meant to lose themselves again.
At the end MC pulled back a little to look him in the eyes, and said, "I was beginning to think this moment would never come" "And instead we found each other without even knowing it" he replied chuckling. She blushed and rose on tiptoe to give him a light kiss on the lips.
"Shall we go for a swim?" she told him with a mischievous grin. "Sure. I've been taking lessons" he replied as he began to undress.
#everbyte studios#duskwood game#duskwood fanfiction#duskwood jake x mc#duskwood music#duskwood everbyte#duskwood#duskwood jake x player#duskwood fanfic
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Random Tohma HCs I get at 10pm before sleeping early tonight
If there's a Diluc one, then I shall grant a Tohma one. These are more on inspired of the other HCs I read of him. So if they are a little ooc, my apologies (I haven't done the quests yet).
If Tohma is in a Highschool AU, I think he will be one of those guys who are friends with "the boys", but at the same time is still smart and proper. Basically just talks to them, but not too much. He will definitely still stick to his old friends (Ayaka, etc.)
A lot of people portray him as chaotic in my opinion, but at the same time I heard that he is mature. So it's a damn balance. And that is just perfect like ✨✨
An observant person. That means that when you give him a chance to let him know you, he will not waste that chance. He will memorize the tone of your talking or your facial expressions whenever you feel sad, annoyed, mad or neutral. If he is in love with you, he will take note of everything you say about yourself. From your favorite food, to your experiences from the past.
With that being said, he will also take note of your insecurities. He will also make sure to not tease you about them (to avoid offending you), but rather make compliments about them and make you feel good about it.
If you have a problem, he will notice it. He will try to cheer you up by just doing whatever. He will do some idk, comedy show to hear you laugh? Will give you cuddles if that's what you want (he wants them as well anyways).
If something or someone is bothering you, he will be there to make sure that that something or someone is gone in your life. And well, if he is the one bothering you...he will be sad. Very sad. But he wants to see you happy, so expect him trying to avoid you or just completely leave your life even if he doesn't want to.
Speaking of avoiding you, if the both of you gets to any fights, I think he will be just calm. Even if you scream at him (which I don't think you would unless you're that tired already). He will give the both of you time to cool off. Don't expect a day though where a problem is not fixed. After cooling off, he will come to your room, asking you to talk this out. Expect a: cuddle session, sweet talking, words of reassurance, and some tears from your eyes because you realized how good of a boyfriend he is 💖
Would do anything to see you smile! You want this dress or this food? You got it! You want kisses? You got it! You want to go somewhere? You bet he will take you there! Seeing you smime, in his opinion, is the best scenery ever.
If you have (or is capable to have) menstruation, he's definitely the type of guy to spoil you with food or any craving you have. He will buy you tampons or pads or menstruational cups, whatever you use. After the first time you get your mens in your relationship, he's definitely going to buy those flippable octopus plushes.
Makes sure that you fall asleep before him. He likes to admire your sleeping face after all. If you can't sleep, he's the type to sing you a song or tell you a story until you do.
If he randomly sees you in public, he will suddenly run or walk towards you, and surprisingly hug your waist from your back. You then get startled, and he smiles looking at you since he finds it cute.
Say, if anyone tries to fight/disrespect/harass you, he will be there to protect you even if he has to be physical about it.
Is like a cute little puppy whenever you're gone for too long (and yes, a single day is already "too long" for him.). His eyes will wander around, trying to look for you even if he knows you won't be there. He gets less happy than usual because you are not near him. If he sees you again, he will run and give you a very tight hug. Too tight that he doesn't care if the both of you falls to the ground. Please, if you come back from wherever you went to, make sure that the day you come back is reserved for him and him only. He will try to cook for you, will eat with tou asking you about your trip or whatever. He will cuddle with you for so many hours, peppering you with kisses and massaging your hair. He just really wants to see you. He will even whine or pout if you tell him that you need to be gone even just for seconds just to go to the bathroom.
If he likes you (and you're not partners yet), he is the type to flirt with you and genuinely compliment you. Confessions however, will actually be serious. He will smile and laugh it off to make the atmosphere less awkward. But his words would go along the lines of "I love you. I really do. It is alright if you don't feel the same way, no worries. But of course, I would like to take my chances. Let's not get too awkward though! If being friends is the only thing we could be, then I'll take it."
Anyways, good night~ School starts tomorrow for me so wish me luck! Oh and does it spell as Tohma or Thoma? I'm genuinely confused lmao. Goodbye
#tohma#thoma genshin#genshin impact tohma#genshin men#genshin hcs#genshin imagines#genshin x reader#tohma imagines#tohma x reader#pandahcs#pandaluc
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Mr Keating’s Son (Steven Meeks/male!Reader)
This was a request!
MASTER LIST
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You smiled as you and your dad drove to his new job and your new school. Welton Academy, an all-boys school. You looked out the window on the passenger side, smiling to yourself about how beautiful this state is going to be.
"Excited (Y/N/N)?" Your dad asked, you looked at him and nodded.
"Bit scared, but mostly excited about a new journey." You smiled looking at him as he smiled back at you.
"I really hope you enjoy it here, make friends, further your education. I still wish you'd go to a public school, Welton is terrible," he chuckled. You shook your head disagreeing.
"It's easier for you, besides public school has never been a friend to me and you know that." You frowned. Your dad nodded sadly, the rest of the ride was quiet as you two arrived at Welton.
It wouldn't be until tomorrow that you'd get your dorm and everything. For now you stayed in your dads room. You felt a tad bit bad but at the same time it wasn't under your control.
"You should get some rest, I want you to have enough energy to last you all day tomorrow." Yojr dad smiled fixing the room, you laid on the bed.
"There isn't enough room in bed for you, where will you sleep?" You asked sleepily your eyes almost giving up.
"Don't worry about that, go and sleep," you nodded your head as you slowly drifted away to sleep.
"(Y/n), (Y/n)," someone whispered shaking you awake. "Hurry and get dressed, the ceremony is going to start soon."
You groaned but got up anyways, you threw on your uniform. You looked in the mirror giving yourself a mental prep talk. You nodded and smiled before walking out the room, your dad was patiently waiting for you.
"Alright, officially first day, are we prepared?" You asked nervousness in your voice as you began to fidget with your fingers.
"Don't worry, you'll wow them all. You're smart you know what you're doing." He smiled and you nodded.
You two began walking, in silence of course. Your dad, the new English professor, thought best in silence. You sighed looking at him then back to the front, maybe it won't be as bad as he said it was.
After the starting ceremony it was time to get settled in the new dorm rooms and time to get to know the people you'll be residing with.
"Hello, I'm (Y/n)," you smiled waving at them. They looked at you strangely and laughed before leaving. Americans were a lot meaner then people in London. You sighed moving onto the next group.
"Hi, I'm (Y/n)," you smiled again waving. The dark haired guy smiled.
"Charlie Dalton," he said shaking your hand. "You're new here aren't you?"
"Oh, yeah. I moved here from London," you smiled and he had a look of surprise.
"No way. Well isn't that something. I could tell you got a small accent," he smiled and your face heated up.
"I'm Knox Overstreet," a tall brunette smiled shaking your hand.
"Walk with us," Charlie smiled and you nodded following them.
"So tell us about London," Knox smiled.
"Oh, well it's very gray, almost sad really. But I really liked it," you said and they nodded. You continued to tell them about your old school and how different you thought it was.
"Neil!" Charlie smirked walking to his friends dorm room.
"Neil is Charlie's best friend," Knox whispered and you nodded. "Meeks!"
You turned around and saw a strawberry blonde almost ginger boy with glass standing at the doorway.
"Hey Knox," he smiled turning around and making eye contact with you.
"Meeks, this is (Y/n)...?" Knox said awaiting for your surname.
"Keating," you smiled shaking Meeks' hand a bright smile on your face.
"Pleasure in making your acquaintance," Meeks smiled.
"Neil, this is (Y/n)...?" Charlie said doing the exact same thing Knox did causing you to chuckle.
"Keating, (Y/n) Keating. Pleasure to meet you Neil," you smiled shaking his hand.
"The pleasures mine. I got a new roommate, his name is Todd Anderson. His brother is Jeffery Anderson." Neil grinned.
"Jeffrey? The Valedictorian?" Charlie grinned. You all walked inside Neil's room. You sat on Neil's bed, Charlie laid on the opposite side.
You all began to chat up before another member of the little group joined, Gerard Pitts.
"My dads gonna have real fun with that," you whispered to Knox who chuckled.
The day came to an end as you and the rest of them were brushing their teeth, you looked in the mirror and made sure your hair looked good, even if there really was no one to impress.
"Why are you dollying yourself up loverboy, out to see a special someone? Special girl perhaps?" Charlie snickered, the rest laughed. You shook your head ruffling Charlie's hair.
"There is no one special Charles Dalton. I just like looking good before bed in case of an emergency where we'd have to run out the building, you see." You winked before walking out the restrooms and to your dorm room.
You laid on your bed looking at the ceiling, tomorrows going to be a hard day. Classes begin tomorrow, you were nervous but excited for whats to happen.
The next morning you woke up, dread filling your body. First day of actual school was going to happen today, how fun.
You got up from bed grabbing your uniform dreading the second you'd have to get out of the room and face the reality of what it means to go to Welton.
As you buttoned your dress shirt you heard a knock, "Come in!" You shouted finishing the last button.
"Hey, it's me Meeks, was wondering if you'd like to go to class with me. I assume you have the same classes?" He asked looking at the ground as you chuckled.
"Sure do pal, let me grab the blazer and we can head on out," you smiled grabbing your blazer walking out with him.
"We have breakfast first and then we go to Chemistry. Are you any good?" He asked and you shrugged.
"I was the best at it, but I assume things here are a tad different?" You asked and Meeks shrugged, "we'll find out then."
"We sure will," he chuckled. He grabbed a tray and began walking to where his friends were, you following behind.
"Another day at Hellton, isn't it just glorious?" Charlie mumbled playing with his food.
"I'm excited. Of course a little scared but mostly excited," you smiled taking a bite from your food.
"You know Keating, you must be extremely smart. What subject is that brain of yours the best at?" Charlie grinned. You felt your face heat up as you looked down at your plate.
"I'm not entirely bad at maths, science is pretty brilliant and English. My dads a teacher." You said not making eye contact with them.
"Ahh, we got ourselves the son of a teacher," Charlie jokingly said. You nodded shyly avoiding eye contact with him.
"I think it's pretty sweet. My dads a lawyer, nothing like being a teacher really," Knox said smiling at you.
"Yeah, I think having a teacher for a dad must be cool. He must know everything." Meeks chuckled.
Them backing you up made you feel a lot better, you smiled a bit but still didn't make eye contact.
"Don't be an ass Charlie. Your dads a banker." Neil whispered.
"I'm not being an ass, I'm just saying!" Charlie defended.
The group separated as everyone had different classes, all except one: English. That was the class your dad taught, you were extremely nervous for them to find out about your dad.
You walked into your dads classroom you were surprised seeing he wasn't there. You sat by the window behind Todd Anderson.
That's when your dad walked into the room whistling, like usual. You chuckled seeing the confused faces of the students. He walked to a different room. Everyone looked around confusedly, you of course stood up first and walked to where your dad was with a smile.
After class you and them walked holding piles of books.
"So, Mr. Keating is your dad?" Charlie asked and you nodded. "He is cool."
"My dad is pretty cool," you agreed.
they spent the next few minutes talking about how amazing your dad was. You felt a tad embarrassed because you wondered if they'd hold you to the same standards they now held your dad at.
"How's it like to have free will?" Knox jokingly asked.
"Yeah, your dad must allow you to do what you want," Charlie said seriously.
"Oh. Well, he encourages me to go into the arts-" you began to say but was interrupted.
"So you're good at painting?" Charlie asked,
"Do you know more then one language?" Knox asked eagerly. "I've always wanted to learn French but my parents won't allow me."
"I-" You began but were cut off again,
"Ooh! Maybe you'll become an English professor like your dad?" Charlie said again.
"Maybe a writer? That'd be so cool! I really hope you become a writer! I'll read everything!" Knox clapped chuckling.
"Give the man some space!" Meeks said pushing Knox and Charlie away from you causing you to laugh.
"I don't mind, I was thinking of becoming a writer, so many ideas in my head," you smiled.
A few weeks had passed since then, they all eagerly spoke to your dad you began to feel like they adopted your dad. They did feel almost like brothers, all except Meeks who you saw in a different light, a more romantic light.
You didn't really know how it happened, you were too afraid to tell him. You didn't really know how any of them truly felt about you anyways.
You sat on your dads bed as he read a book. It was one of those nights were all you really wanted to do was talk to your dad and hear his opinion. But you weren't entirely out to him, although you really thought he'd be okay with it.
"Dad?" You began looking at him as he set his book down.
"Yes (Y/n/n)?" He smiled softly. The room was warm and smelled of vanilla, it was beautiful.
"I- I have something to tell you," you shyly began looking at your hands taking a deep breath in and out.
"What is it?" He asked more serious.
"I'm, well, just don't be mad?" You asked looking at him as he looked back at you.
"I couldn't be mad at you, for anything." He gently said.
"Okay, I'm gay." You said, your eyes were closed as you felt tears fall from your eyes.
You suddenly felt someone hug you tightly as you cried onto his shoulder.
"I'm so proud of you, I am so proud and happy and honored you'll share this with me. Thank you." He smiled wiping away your tears.
"You're the best," you smiled hugging him tightly.
The next day there was a Dead Poets meeting, your dad told you about it the day they found out about the secret society your dad was apart of in his youth. You found it funny as he reminisced on the old times and his days at Welton.
"(Y/n) (M/n) Keating!" Neil said pointing at you,
"How did you find out about my middle name?" You asked but the question was ignored.
"A little birdie told me there was someone who likes you," the room was filled with whistling. Knox, who became your best friend shortly after meeting him nudged you playfully as you felt your face begin to burn.
"R-Really? Um, who?" You asked shyly playfully punching Knox's shoulder.
"I can't say but all I can say is wowee they best 'fess up or I'll have no choice," he chuckled. You were slightly taken aback, was he talking about someone in the room? Did they know? Dod your dad tell anyone?"
Millions of questions rushed through your head and before you knew it you were walking out rushing towards your dads room.
"(Y/n)?!" Knox shouted after you rushing to your side as the rest of the Poets followed behind him. "You alright?"
"Yeah, I just need to talk to my dad," you mumbled not stopping to look at him.
"If it's what I said I'm sorry! I didn't think you'd react this way," Neil said sadness in his voice.
"It's not that Neil," you sighed stopping and looking at them. "Okay, I have to tell you all something but please, I beg don't tell anyone else." Your voice began to tremble. You wondered if they'd lash out? Maybe they'll begin to hate you, how will Knox react? Or Meeks, would Meeks still talk to you?
"What is it?" Knox asked giving you space, the rest of the Poets stood there waiting for you to talk.
"I'm gay, I'm gay." You said closing your eyes. You heard nothing as you began to worry, "say something please." You pleaded.
"(Y/n), we won't tell and we don't really care at all, we're your best friends and this is nothing," Knox smiled bringing you in for a hug.
"Wait, really?" You whispered looking at the surprised.
"Yeah! We think this is great, more girls for us!" Knox joked laughing. This caused you to laugh with him tears falling from your eyes.
“I have something to say too,” Meeks announced nervously. Everyone looked at him, you wiped your tears away from your eyes. “I’m bisexual, I like men and women.”
“Woah,” Knox chuckled.
“I have something to say too!” Neil said, everyone looked at him. “I’m gay!” He shouted twirling happily.
“I’m gay too!” Todd smiled.
“Woah, okay who else?” Knox joked.
“I’m bisexual too!” Charlie smirked.
“I’m not surprised,” Knox joked. “Since we are all confessing then I have too as well, I’m bisexual too,”
“I’m straight, but hey that’s cool, all my friends are queer,” Pitts chuckled.
“I have something else to say too,” Meeks softly said glancing away. “I like you, I like you (Y/n) Keating.” He smiled.
You smiled back tears falling from your eyes as you hugged him tightly.
“You helped me realize these feelings I’ve been pushing away for a long while now. I thank you for it,” Meeks smiled.
“I like you so much too Meeks, I’m so happy right now.” You smiled bringing him in for a kiss as everyone cheered and hugged you two in a huge group hug.
#dps#dead poets society#dead poets society scenarios#neil perry#todd anderson#charlie dalton#gerard pitts#knox overstreet#steven meeks#charlie dalton x reader#steven meeks x gn!reader#steven meeks x fem!reader#steven meeks one shots#steven meeks x readers
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By The Window
Hi everyone! Sorry this might have taken a while, I was a little stressed out, but here it is! I hope you like it! it’s a little hurt/comfort one-shot! This ones a littttle bit more spicy than my other one shots but is still sfw :)) so I hope you enjoy!!
summary: God, you missed him, you missed Keigo so much that it hurt, you wished over and over agian for him to just come back home to you.
Reader has no pronouns metioned
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You faced the window, sighing.
How long had it been, 2, 3 months since you’ve seen Hawks? It felt like a lifetime ago when he kissed you goodbye, it felt as though you had forgotten the way his hands held you, it felt like you hadn’t seen those piercing golden eyes in years.
Your heart yearned for him to come home, you knew that it was for a mission, you knew that he had to have no outside contact, but still, all you wanted was him, for him to come home.
Nothing felt right without Keigo, everything felt wrong. Watching movies felt like a tedious effort, without Keigo holding you to him it felt lonely. Sleeping felt uncomfortable, the bed never felt so big without him inside the covers. Even eating felt different, without Keigo talking to you about work, just talking about random things that never failed to put a smile on your face.
You tried to cheer yourself up, but it made no difference.
No matter how much self-care you did to try and relax, your body still craved him. Still wished he was there with you, holding you, teasing you. You felt as though you were going crazy without him.
You even thought about how he would be acting if he were with you, how he would randomly start slow dancing with you in the kitchen when you prepared dinner, how he would joke with you, how he would softly kiss your lips after a long day. How he would tell you stories about his work while in bed, making little patterns on your stomach as you drifted off to sleep, his voice soothing you until your mind fogged over. You supposed you missed the domestic bliss of it all, you missed how your heart leaped whenever he spoke to you, you missed the way his voice sounded whenever he would just mindlessly talk to you. The way his love never failed to make you feel more alive.
Every day without him felt like a sin, like being without him felt wrong. Like being away from him felt like you had committed some sort of crime, and you were doing something wrong.
It hit you again, that pang. After Keigo left, after about a week that’s when you started to feel it. It came in small waves at first, with small little feelings of sadness. When you would have to make dinner for one, when you had to sleep alone. That’s how it started anyway. But now, it had gotten bigger. The waves increased until you were practically drowning in your loneliness. You hated it, you hated everything about it.
Still looking out the window, you quickly wiped a tear that seemed to fall on your cheek.
You weren't sure why you refused to cry, no one would see if you did, no one was around to see you break down. But maybe you didn’t want yourself to admit it, to admit how you felt like you couldn’t live without Keigo by your side. Maybe you didn’t want to see yourself cry, to admit how utterly angry you were at the universe for taking Keigo away for this long.
Perhaps it was wrong of you to want him to come back, maybe it was wrong of you to just want him back in your arms. It probably was, he had a job, and here you were, upset that he wasn’t with you. You just hated it, hated all of it.
He didn’t tell you when he would be back, only that he would be gone for a big mission, he told you how much he would miss you, how he would fly home to you immediately, even if his wings were on fire, he wouldn’t stop till he saw you again.
So you waited by the window, waited for him to fly through the window, to kiss away your tears, to push away your loneliness with his strong, secure, hands. For you to feel him again, for you two to just… be together again.
Yet, you knew that wouldn’t happen.
Keigo was miles away from Japan, on a secret stupid government mission, you hated it. Was it so much to ask to have your boyfriend back to you? Was it too much to see him again? For his voice to soothe you? All you wanted… was him.
The sky was now darker, the sun had started to set, and the sky brightened with different colors, illuminating its beauty. Normally, you would find something like this beautiful, but without Keigo to enjoy it with you, it made you feel uneasy. It made you feel like you were enjoying some bittersweet moment, but in the end, it just became bitter.
You hated all this, you hated when Keigo had to leave you for so long, you hated that you couldn’t enjoy your boyfriend for long periods of time. But most of all, you hated how selfish you felt.
Keigo was out there, risking himself so the world could be a better place, but here you were, wondering when he would be back. You felt like such an idiot, like a terrible person.
Yet, you couldn’t help it. You just missed him so much, you couldn’t help how lonely you were without him with you, without his calming presence you felt lost, like you had strayed away from him. You hated it, hated feeling so worthless and horrible.
But that didn’t mean you didn’t feel worried about him, quite the opposite. Whenever his name was even mentioned, you couldn’t help but tense up, thinking, “Are they gonna announce that he's ok? That he’s not? What if he never comes home? What if…”
But whenever you had those doubts that intruded your mind, you would always remember what Keigo had told you, “What? You’re worried about me? Why? You know I’ll always come back to you, I love you! I won't leave you, I promise. I’m a hero, I’m strong, I’ll always come back to you, my dove, no matter what. You can always count on me to see you again, even if I can barely stand, I’ll always come home to you. And besides, I think you're the only person who would be willing to put up with someone like me!”
You remembered how you had teased him about how cheesy the line was. But looking back on it, those words kept you going, every time you felt hopeless, you would always come back to those words, those words that would comfort you. Even if they were cheesy, they still reassured you, still helped keep you going even though your world felt like it might collapse on top of you.
You heard a chirp, snapping you out of your thoughts, a red little bird had landed on the window sill, chirping a happy sounding tone. You would normally smile at the cute thing, but even a small bird reminded you of Keigo, making your smile falter.
There wasn't very much daylight left, but still, just getting outside and finding some nice fresh air would soothe you enough. A breath of fresh air might have been just what you needed, to beath out the loneliness you felt.
You stood from your spot next to the window, stretching as you did so. You haphazardly put on a light sweater and shoes, you would only be gone for a little amount of time. You still had yet to make dinner for yourself.
Locking the door to your home, you set off.
You supposed it really wasn’t your home, it was Keigo’s. After he had made your relationship public, he asked you to move in with him. He had been so cute and kind about the whole thing, constantly making sure you were ok with the move and were fine living with him. He really didn’t want you to feel like you had to do anything that you were uncomfortable with.
Keigo was always like that though, always making sure you were ok and secure, always checking up on you. But whenever you did the same, asking if he was ok, he would always push you off and tell you some bullshit about how you shouldn’t worry. That was one thing you hated about your boyfriend, how stubborn he was. No matter how much you reassured him that you loved and accepted him, he only got as far as telling you his name, telling you what it meant to him. He told you once, that he just preferred to look onto the future instead of dwindling on the past. You liked the sentiment, but still, you hoped that in the future he would open up to you more.
You walked down the sidewalk of the city. Yet, it seemed more peaceful than it usually was, the sunset in the background, the soft wind, the overall glow of the city that you and Keigo lived in was beautiful. You wished he could see it. You wished he would hold your hand, whispering jokes and praises in your ear, teasing you, and playfully talking about his day.
You were struck with that wave again, that feeling of sadness, of loneliness. It was just so hard without him, you didn’t really think you would miss him this much, this was the first big mission where he would be gone from you, and you hated it, no, you despised it.
You just felt like a piece of you had left, and it hadn’t come back for so long. Some days your mind would start to drift too much, wondering if that knock would come on your door, telling you that Keigo Takami was gone. You tried your best to stifle those thoughts, to push them away. Keigo would come back to you, he promised.
You balled your hands into fists, determined not to cry. You took a few deep breaths in order to calm yourself, trying to stabilize your mind from drifting. If you did cry though, would anyone care? Would anyone ask? What would you even say? The love of my life is risking everything so people will be safe, yet here I am, crying about how lonely I feel. It was annoying that a part of you wanted to cry, while another part of you wanted to push away those feelings, to just shove them down and for them to just go away. You just wanted to feel better again.
In an effort to distract yourself, you looked up at the sunset, trying to think of something other than Keigo. Trying to show your mind that it needed to stop thinking and craving him.
You took a shaky breath as you stopped walking, you had found a nearby park to try and calm your mind.
You stopped to enjoy the view, but it was all so melancholy. It was all so bitter and wrong, you felt so out of place.
You sighed, perhaps this wasn’t the good idea you thought it was.
But as you were about to walk off from the sunset, you felt it.
The flash of wind, the red in your vision, and finally, the feeling of a warm and tight embrace around you. The hands that rested on your hips, the chest that was pressed firmly against your back. The smell of the soft breeze, you recognized it.
At first, You gasped, confused. What was going on? Who was holding you?
Then you realized, it was Keigo.
The smell, the feeling, the presence, it was all him.
You whipped around to face him, he smiled at you, it was meant to be playful and teasing, but you could see the longing behind it, the way his eyes shone with love and want. The way his hands rubbed light circles on your hips, trying to reassure you he was really there with you, that he was home.
Before you knew it, your eyes had started to water, you quickly tried to wipe them away, you didn’t want Keigo to see you so upset.
But Keigo had already pulled you into him, kissing your cheek lightly, “Hey there Dove, did you miss me?”
It was a dumb line on his part, he knew you had missed him, he knew how much you were worried about him, how much you had been thinking about him while he was away.
He rubbed comforting circles on your back, “M-Maybe,” your words were meant to come out playful and teasing, but they came out shaky, which just made Keigo smirk.
You pulled back from him, getting a better look at him. The sunset light hit him perfectly, the sun seemed to glide through his hair, the piercing light set his eyes a glaze. His smile made your stomach flutter, the way he gently caressed you made you feel so safe and warm. His embrace was inviting and intoxicating, and you loved every second of it.
It was then that you realized he was in civilian clothes, a nice orange sweater that gave him an even more glow to his skin, if that was even possible.
He was just… breathtaking.
You leaned into his lips, you couldn’t stand it anymore, you just missed him so much.
He leaned into you too, if not more so. You had almost forgotten how warm and soft his lips were, how inviting and sweet they were. How his hands would hold you securely against him, making sure to reassure you that he was there, and he wasn’t leaving anytime soon.
The way he hungrily fed into you, kissing you back with more passion and strength. You had to admit, it was a little rough for him, normally his kisses were soft and careful, but you could tell that he craved you as much as you did him.
But after a few moments, you pulled away. Keigo tried to chase you back to him, tried to bring you back into his oh so lovely lips. But you knew better.
Even if all you wanted to do was to keep going, to kiss Keigo until both of you were sick of kissing one another, you knew that was better to do in the privacy of your home.
Keigo once told you that, “The media is always watching, babe, the last thing we want them to see is both of us kissing each other's faces off.”
It was clear that Keigo’s mind was a bit foggy with longing, you knew you two had to get home. Even if your body ached for Keigo to hold you, how your lips screamed for his, you wanted to savor him, not just rush and ruin it.
“Keigo, we should go home,” But Keigo whined, pulling your hips to him. But you just smiled, “come on Keigo, we can enjoy each other all we want when we get home,” you leaned into him, kissing the top of his nose, “I missed you so much baby, let's savor this, please.”
Keigo nodded, “Yeah you're right, I guess I got a little carried away there.”
You gave him a tired smile, “Believe me, I’m trying to not get too intoxicated myself. I just…” you trailed off, looking down at your hands, “I was so lonely without you Kei. I hated it, I just-”
But Keigo shushed you with a quick kiss on your cheek, “I know baby, me too. It was so hard, not holding you in my arms, not kissing you every night before I went to sleep, not seeing your stunning face,” you rolled your eyes, but Keigo just kissed your hairline lightly, “not to hear your beautiful voice. God, dove, let’s go home before I just say ‘fuck it’ to it all.”
You giggled a bit, you hated to admit it, but Keigo always had a way with words, he always knew what to say to make you smile and feel so much better. But you also hated how much you wished you could do the same to him.
“Come on Keigo, let's go home,” you intertwined your hand with his.
He brought your hand up to his lips, giving your knuckles a gentle kiss, “Lead the way lovebird.”
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After you both had gotten back to the apartment, only stepping a few feet through the door, your hands were already firmly in Keigo’s hair, dragging him down for a kiss. It was sloppy, but it was passionate and love-filled. The way his hands roughly pulled you into him, the way he would break for a second, looking at you with love in his eyes, only to dive back in. The way his wings would puff when your hands brushed past them, it all felt too right.
After a while, Keigo pulled away.
Now it was your turn to whine, to try and feel his lips again. “Hush, you cute thing,” he gave you a quick kiss on your nose, “don’t you need food? I don’t think you’ve eaten, have you?”
You glared at him, “No, but who cares! I missed you so much, I-I wished so hard that I could feel your lips again,” you looked away from Keigo, not wanting him to see you so flustered, “And I missed your hands,” you brought his left hand up to your lips, ghosting your lips over his knuckles. You could feel him tense up, so you kissed his palm. When you looked back up at him, he was bright red.
Oh did you love that sight, when he would get red from embarrassment, from when you got to tease him for a change. You loved the way his wings would puff up, and he would try and calm them down. All of it was just downright cute.
You made your way up to his arm, “I missed these arms around me,” then to his neck, kissing his pulse point lightly “This delicious neck,” you said softly. You heard him gulp, it was clear that even though you craved him, his body and mind seemed to crave you just as much. You nipped at the spot a bit, just to watch his little struggle, but eventually, you made your way up to his lips, whispering against them, “So, Keigo Takami, is it ok if I enjoy myself a bit?”
He let out a light chuckle, but his eyes gave away his longing and desire, “Please do… but we have to eat dinner soon, I’m hungry.”
You sighed, “You ruined it,” but you really couldn’t be happier
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Your eyes fluttered open lightly, the light from the window peeking into your eyes.
You groaned, expecting to roll over to a cold, empty part of the bed. To realize that your delightful, kiss filled night was all just a dream.
But when you did rollover, the other side of the bed was warm, yet still empty. You, still in your morning haze, were confused.
That was, until Keigo walked over to you, with a tray of breakfast foods. Then it all came back to you, how you both barely slept, too busy talking with each other, still wrapped In tight hugs, whispering little, “I love you”s through each kiss you shared.
It was all so lovely.
You smiled up at him from your position on the bed, “What’s all this?”
He just smiled back at you, the sunlight mixing with his complexion made his skin so angelic, “I thought we could have some breakfast in bed. I-I kinda feel a little bad.” His puffy eyebrows knit together, his eyes darted away from yours.
You gave him a confused look, “Why’s that?”
He sighed, placing the tray down while sitting next to you on the bed. He lightly stroked your check, “I left for so long, baby, I know how lonely you were without me. I wished I could have been there, to hold you and kiss away your worry about me. I hate feeling helpless, especially when it’s with you.”
You smiled at him, “You have a way with words, Mr. Takami.”
He gave a little chuckle, leaning down to your lips, his hands still grabbing your hips lightly, pushing you firmly down on the bed, “And you have a way with my heart, my love.”
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Of course, that wasn’t the end of Keigo’s pampering. Not only of you, but also of himself as well.
He loved it when the two of you had a day off together. After you both ate breakfast in bed, he wouldn’t let you leave.
“Babbbbbe, you can't just leave me by myself. I need your cuddles and love,” he whined.
“Kei, sweety, I have to use the bathroom.”
When you got back though, he pulled you back into him, “You aren’t leaving me that early!”
You giggled, “Who said I wanted to birdboy.”
He nuzzled his face into your neck, kissed you lightly, whispering soft, lovely things, “I love you,” “I missed you so much,” “Your so warm baby.” He said each one after each kiss he left on your skin.
You relaxed into his touch, gently running your hands through his hair, down to his feathers.
He shuddered slightly, but didn’t stop you. You brushed them carefully, making sure not to damage them or irritate them in any way. You made sure you were being soft and, overall, gentle with him. Making sure when he would twitch you shudder as your fingers worked through his wings, they were good twitches and shudders.
“Mmmm, Baby,” he said, his face still planted firmly in your neck, “that feels nice. Thank you.”
“Thank you Keigo,” he kissed your neck again, gently, “thank you for coming back to me, thank you for pushing away my loneliness.”
“Oh, Dove,” he said, “thank you for waiting.”
You sighed, you loved this. You loved mornings where the two of you could just relax and bathe in each other, drinking one another up, taking your time savoring him as he did the same to you. The way both of you would just happily cuddle and lean into one another's touch. You loved the way Keigo would tiredly whisper sweet words to you, loved how his lips, although sloppy, would kiss your skin lightly. How his hands would rub your skin, relaxing you into his touch, making you lean that much more into him.
You just loved his presence.
“Keigo,” you said lightly.
“Yes sweetheart,” his words tickled your neck.
“I missed you.”
He rose from his spot on your bed, making you whine.
But you stopped when his eyes looked into yours, the way they were so intense, yet at the same time, so goddamn gooey. He just looked so soft, so utterly in love you thought the whole thing couldn’t be real, no one person could look down at someone with such pure love and adoration.
But Keigo did, “I missed you too, let me kiss away all the loneliness, all your longing, I’m here baby, and I’m not leaving anytime soon.”
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➺ ᴀᴛᴇᴇᴢ: ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴇxᴘᴏsᴇᴅ
⤷ fluff, lil‘ angst
*•.¸♡ hongjoong ♡¸.•*
he was incredibly upset and mad, hating the fact that you were just outed like that - his main concern being you and how it would affect you. the main reason you weren't already in a public relationship were the fans that had some sort of entitlement to them; an obsession that made them feel like they deserved to decide what was going on in their lives. the fact that it's precisely those people that caught onto you made him feel sick to his stomach; he'd love to be sincere, and he'd love to think that people would be accepting, but he knows that that really won't be the case - so he tries his best to cover it up until he can't anymore and is forced to come out with the truth. once hongjoong couldn't cover it up anymore, he'd write a letter; expressing how much he loves and cherishes you as well as his wish for them to just let you be. he won't flaunt the relationship around in hopes of everyone just settling down and accepting it one way or another.
*•.¸♡ seonghwa ♡¸.•*
his initial reaction is confusion - there's no way they caught onto you, absolutely no way. imagine the anger that boils in his veins when he realises that someone indeed did out the two of you, compromising pictures being posted along with the accusations; he knew that there was no way he'd ever get out of this - he had to be honest. seonghwa would try his best to be genuine and convey just how much not only he but also the other members loved and treasured you. he's hoping to appeal to sensible fans which hopefully will be able to make the angry fans realise that's it's neither of your faults for falling in love. he'd avoid talking about you much after that, hoping that it'd become just another fact about him rather than a topic of discussion.
*•.¸♡ yunho ♡¸.•*
yunho hates it, he's mad and boiling inside, but my god does the idea of doing little live streams with you or being able to talk about you openly excite him. whether he'd be able to pursue his fantasies is up to you and the company, yunho secretly loving the idea of going public. would he have preferred to be the one to break the news instead of some obsessive, delusional fan doing it? yes, of course. did he still somewhat enjoy the prospect of introducing you to his fans? yes, absolutely. his next actions would 100% depend on your opinion on the matter, as well as the company (since he can't decide something like that without their permission). if you ask him to keep your relationship under wraps, he absolutely would, but if you choose to give in to him and go public, you better make yourself ready for some cutesy lives he's going to (lovingly) force you to take part in.
*•.¸♡ yeosang ♡¸.•*
yeosang was one of the more angry ones, the idea of ill-tempered fans taking their frustrations out on you making a cold shiver run down his spine. he always made sure the two of you were cautious whenever you met, so this was a punch in the guts for him. yeosang contemplated whether an excuse would work in your guys' favour or not; if people would believe it if the company released a statement that denies your alleged relationship. depending on the way the relationship was outed, if there was definitive proof or not, he'd either own up to it (but still keep it lowkey) or would beg the company to cover it up. yeosang didn't want to apologise because he felt like there was nothing he did wrong - he fell in love, and that shouldn't be anyone's business. he would probably end up writing a small apology if the situation does turn out to be against you two, hoping to ease the worked-up fans and ensuring that they won't take it out on you.
*•.¸♡ san ♡¸.•*
as mad as he was at the saesangs that outed your relationship, there still was this small part of him that was somewhat thankful. don't get me wrong; he was still incredibly angry and upset that saesangs took away his choice whether you guys wanted to go public or not - but san didn't like keeping you a secret. he wanted to be able to talk about you openly since you're such a big part of his life; you're the one that keeps him sane when things get stressful again, and he wants his fans to know that. san would probably want to be honest and admit that the rumours were true, though he'd never act without you agreeing - he wanted to be open about your relationship, of course, but not at your expense. should you agree to be in the public eye with him, he'd essentially do summersaults and jump around, the excitement of showing you off getting to him. san would make it a rule not to bring you up unprovoked though, realising that the news of him dating could be painful to some fans.
*•.¸♡ mingi ♡¸.•*
the panic that spread through him made him feel like he was about to explode. his hands were sweaty, he was pacing around the dorm, and none of the other members were able to calm him down. mingi doesn't know what to do; should he just own up to it and put you on the spot for toxic fans to threaten and send hate to or should he just lie in hopes of people eating it up? he always thought that you were careful, that there was no way someone would figure it out - he didn't account for a salty staff member that decided to take out their anger not only on mingi but also on you, though. he could've taken a rumour about him, but now that you were thrown into the mess he didn't know what to do. it makes him so angry that someone would go this far, especially when it's a well-known fact that partners of idols arent particularly liked - he's mad that it had to come that far, but he's also sad because now he's scared. scared because now you didn't only have to accept that he barely has time, that work always will be a priority, but also that there are thousands of people that have an unreasonable hatred towards you for merely loving him. mingi will talk to you about the options you had and would agree to whatever you decide on - desperate to do even better as your boyfriend now that people would hate you for it.
*•.¸♡ wooyoung ♡¸.•*
the news couldn't have been spread at a worse moment; wooyoung was doing a live when the comments all of a sudden were asking him about his relationship, who he was dating, if it was another idol, how he met them. to say he was confused and maybe a little scared would be an understatement. wooyoung would try his best to play it off, joking about it and denouncing the pictures without hesitation. in the end, he might've made the problem a lot worse than it had been to begin with, clips of him trying to desperately come up with a joke being spread along with the initial pictures. at that point the news had spread to you, the other members, the higher-ups at the company - it was too late to release a statement denying the rumours now, the majority of people already having bought into the news. wooyoung would leave it up to you if you'd like to step into the spotlight with him, or if you'd prefer to be the mysterious y/n wooyoung was dating, which no one really knew anything about.
*•.¸♡ jongho ♡¸.•*
this would probably be one of the most stressful events of his life, to be honest. jongho was convinced that the two of you always were thoughtful of when and where you met, not daring to take many risks - which made the fact that someone outed you ever the more surprising to him. he'd try to figure out when you slipped up, or if it may have been something neither of you could've foreseen. as mature as jongho is, and this would definitely catch him off guard; he'd probably depend a lot on you and his members while trying to figure out if this situation was fixable, and if so, how exactly you two could get out of this. if you guys somehow manage to get out of this, you'd probably be quite lowkey for a while; avoiding dates outside and preferably staying inside, spending a lot of time on face time rather than meeting up in person. should all efforts of covering it up go to waste jongho'd try his best to be mature about it, deciding to be the one to take all the heat and hate comments. he'd definitely be taking the time to write a letter as well as doing a live stream to explain the situation. he'd try to keep you out of the spotlight though, not wanting the negative comments to get to you as well.
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Attack on Titan in 2020
I've sort of dropped doing detailed chapter posts on the series because that type of writing wasn't very fun for me anymore and I have taken a liking to a bullet point kind of approach where I list the elements that stood out for me in the chapter or make a separate post for some specific topic I'd like to talk about in it.
I've started like 10 different posts to attempt to talk about AoT this year and I always end up with incoherent rambling because of all of the elements I'd love to to talk about.
This year's chapters were 125-135 and this year's episodes episodes 1-4 of season 4.
The anime episodes in particular have given me a lot of food for thought, so I'm just saying fuck it.
I think the biggest misstep of the story for me will forever be the fact that it decided to use fairly specific historical imagery.
The Eldians are clearly supposed to have allegorical equivalency with Jewish people, but the Jewish people were never the oppressors. There weren't any Jewish empires. That's conspiracy theory bullshit.
But on the other hand, the series clearly takes great effort to not stereotype any of the groups it's portraying and gives complex reasons for what both sides do. It's one of the few Japanese series that I've seen not stereotype Middle Eastern-coded people (Ramzi and Halil) or black people (Onyakapon). Everyone are people, it says. It even champions diversity:
(Chapter 118)
It is also very much true that a bunch of fascist states use long-term history as an excuse for their actions:
(Chapter 127)
Nation did X 2000 years ago therefore our conquest of them is justified.
This makes discussion about the series' themes like a minefield.
The people who are very critical about its imagery are right, but the people defending the series aren't wrong, either because it condemns all of those nasty ideas of conquest and hurting innocent people.
You can't have a more clear-cut condemnation of genocide:
(Chapter 127)
If you combine all of these details instead of zoning in on them one by one, to me what the story is saying is that *even if* all of that conspiracy bullshit is true, innocent people don't deserve to be slaughtered no matter the reason because they are still people who have their own feelings, thoughts and wishes.
The story clearly gets the baseline, but fumbles the details. I decided to look up some more discussion surrounding this these past few days and I just wish there was more good faith discussion about it. A lot of it feels like a moral superiority contest.
I think it's these kind of flawed stories that actually deserve detailed scruitiny over stories that are rotten to the core because they are *almost there*. Talking about them is a good topic starter in what to do and not to do in a story like this.
Speaking of rotten to the core, I think the absolute highlight of the chapters this year is Eren and some of the chapters this year finally gave me a pretty clear picture of what is going on with him.
Context from 123 certainly helps, though:
(Chapter 131)
This is about Eren's perspective. He can't accept the destruction of Paradis.
It's not that this solution was inevitable looking in from the outside (which is one of the interpretations I see around for Eren's actions), it's that *Eren* can't see any other way out of this except the most extreme because of all of the horrible things he has seen from the outside world. It is very similar to the way suicidal people can only focus on the negative.
You can tell them everything is going to be okay, but those words won't reach them because their mind won't let them and loops them back to those negative thoughts.
Eren can't see the ice cream or silly clowns. But he can see how the other Eldians in the league of Eldians are willing to push Paradis under the bus. He can see how Grisha's sister was killed. He can see how racist and cruel Marley is towards the Eldians in Liberio (and how the people have racist leanings towards other nations, too).
He can only see those bad things. But he also understands how everyone outside of the walls are human just as the people inside of the walls are.
So he is torn to pieces by guilt.
He doesn't want to do this, but he can't see any other solution.
This is why I also think he can't rob his friends of their agency. He is fighting for them to have a good future:
(Chapter 133)
(Chapter 131)
What really stood out to me on a revisit is that Eren considers himself much worse than Reiner.
I've seen criticism on how the story pushes the narrative of both sides being the same and this detail is really important to me because this is the story acknowledging that what Eren is doing is worse and gives all of the following exchanges about this the context of it being a similarity in principle.
Both sides have killed for what they think is right and have to deal with how they have killed people. This is such an important detail in the Uprising arc, too, where Erwin firmly acknowledged that overthrowing the government might not actually be the right choice by him. It was simply what he saw as right. On a narrative level this avoids absolute truths and preference of one character perspective over the other and once again makes it about individual perspectives.
The theme of individual perspectives is so ingrained in this story at this point in my eyes that it's another cornerstone in understanding what is going on with Eren to me.
I think it's great.
I also really appreciate Annie and what was done with her in this chunk of chapters.
(Chapter 127)
There has been this narrative going around that proposes that the story is in Eren's corner too much. But these chapters are nothing but questioning Eren and Annie is one of the main voices in this. It's the Marleyan girls, really and I think this is a very necessary part of making the narrative work. Once again, it separates the narrative and character perspective.
It says that the Paradis side caring is about character perspective, not what the narrative sides with and Annie is even sympathetic to Mikasa in that instance.
She gets it. Unexpectedly, I think Annie might play a bigger role in taking down Eren than expected. Her character arc about deciding to no longer go with the flow because she doesn't want any more tragedy to happen is basically calling for it.
(Chapter 128)
Another element I've seen brought up is the fact that nobody seems to address the Bert-sized elephant in the room, but some of our characters are certainly thinking about him.
This is such a thematically strong element and really interesting because Connie joined the military to make his mom proud and be a good soldier. This is the motivation behind his claim when he says they are going to save the world. But what does becoming a good soldier mean, exactly?
Well, apparently possibly gunning down people you care about.
This moment is so good because it's another moment where the idea of glory in war is taken down a peg.
The moment with Connie declaring they're going to save the world is so often criticised, but it is actually turned on its head in 128. There is no heroics in this. This is actually Connie's big "killing a person" moment because it strips away the final bit of comfort in killing in war, the excuse of killing for good moral reasons.
It is also a wonderful complex evolution of the series' themes. Trost was about fighting monsters. In the Female Titan and Clash of Titan arcs some of those monsters turned out to be human. In the Uprising, Return to Shiganshina and Marley arcs all of those monsters turned out to be human and here in the War of Paradis arc, everyone is human and the only separating system is what everyone views as right.
I really hope the anime will let this chapter breathe a little bit more.
Moving on, I guess it is time to address the rumbling.
I love it as a horror spectacle.
(Chapter 130)
And I really I think it needs to be non-CG when animated. CG is fine in spectacle battles, but not in horror settings because it is too clean.
The rumbling needs to be disgusting and dirty.
Chapter 132 gave me one of the few moments in which I truly cared about Levi. I think him telling Hange to dedicate her heart was a very good moment to cap off their relationship. He sent another SL commander to fulfill their duty.
The speech about hatred in chapter 134 also stood out to me. I think it definitely should be fitted in there somewhere in this, but I also see a bunch of criticism for it.
I want to point out that this is the side of present Marley talking here. It's the military dictatorship.
It's the Nazis. I think the Nazis should feel regret for exploiting innocent people and admit they're wrong.
I also like how the horrors here are undoing the brainwashing and showing the truth to the citizens.
I guess you could read it as heavy-handed, but it is also something that needs to be addressed and in principle, it's not wrong.
I'm also going to put a mention of Historia here. I've talked about how this is my biggest and most glaring problem with the series because of how thematically unfitting it feels, but I've also talked about it in many posts. I wanted to focus more on other stuff in this post.
So now, we make it back to chapter 135.
I think having stewed on it for a month now, I like the element of mindscrewing our cast with the Titans of the people they love is the strongest element of it. It's making them face their personal traumas and we also get some great character moments and payoffs from it.
Mikasa ended off the year in a very good note in my eyes.
Even this deep in the story, this chapter left me in a situation where I have no idea how things might turn out.
I might have rough ideas, but not anything specific and that's fun.
Well, this is it on my retrospective.
2021 is confirmed to be AoT's final year of publication as volume 34 is set to be the story's final volume.
Those who hate the story can finally be free of it and those who care for it, can look back on it with fondness and sadness and many other emotions and evaluate.
It's been 7 years for me. What a wild ride.
So, I'm asking everyone, what are some of your observations on AoT in 2020?
Is there anything you'd like to add or do you have any observations or counterarguments for anything I've said?
I'd be curious to see what everyone else thought of AoT in 2020!
#Attack on Titan#Shingeki no Kyojin#Eren#Eren Jaeger#Eren Yeager#Annie#Annie Leonhardt#Connie#Connie Springer#Hange#Hange Zoe#Historia#Historia Reiss#Mikasa#Mikasa Ackerman
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