#took the word slaying a little to serious
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Painted Smile
Painted Smile XVII
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Summary: You couldn't wait to meet new friends. What you didn't expect was this smiling little boy, only one year older than you, that would take such a big place in your life.
Notes: What can I say on this chapter. A little bit of racism and killing envy. But I hope you'll enjoy this chapter, I don't think this is my best ... I don't really know how to feel about this chapter.
“ Of all the spirits, Alastor, all the spirits, why did you choose this one to work with?” asked Marie as he took her son's ear between her fingers. You couldn't help but snicker behind your hand at the scene. It was something Marie used to do when Alastor was younger, when he would upset you she would pinched lightly his ears while sermoning him.
“ Well, you have never talked to me about it.. So I did it my way.” Alastor said with an amused smile, bending so his mother could keep her grip on his ear.
“ Oh mon dieu…I didn’t teach you because I didn’t think you needed to know about it.” she sighed before sitting down on the sofa. She looked at you with a worried expression. “ Are you okay, sweetie? Working with spirit can be very tiring even more if they don’t accept you.”
“ Well… I’m not working with them yet.” you smiled nervously, explaining to Marie everything that happened so far. She grimaced when you told how John forced you to awake from your trance while you were talking with Papa Legba.
“ I see. This is… surprising, I won’t lie, I didn’t expect it.”
“ I thought I was going crazy.” you chuckled as Alastor sat next to you, taking your hand in his. “ Even if I'm still… not sure about everything, I want to give it a try.”
Marie looked at her son, her face serious.
“ You can’t see him , Alastor?”
“ I could sense him when she was talking to herself in the mirror, moments ago, or when she was sitting with him on the bench. But if not for her eyes, I would have just thought she was sleepwalking.”
Marie was looking at you both, it seemed like she was thinking about what you just told her. You bit your lips, you didn’t know if it was a good idea to ask but you needed to know.
“ Marie, are… are you still working with spirits?” you asked. You saw her eyes twitch, even if she could easily hide her emotions, you were used to Alastor’s facial expression. Marie was easier to read than you remember…
“ Why are you asking?”
“ He told me you used to work with a spirit called: Gran Bwa. And… We saw him when we went into the forest. He told me he was disguised as deer…”
You looked at Marie as she sighed, she seemed so tired.
“ Yes, I’m still working with some spirits. Grand Bwa is the protector of wildlife, and doesn't like to be seen. Because Alastor’s father would force him to follow him into the woods, I was so scared something would happen to him.. So I asked for his help… For you to be safe in those woods.”
You felt Alastor’s grip on your hand tightened. His smile was still present as he was looking intensely at his mother, but you could feel he was agitated.
“ Mother, I am still not as experienced as you, but I’m safe in those woods now. Our biggest threat is gone. Don’t tire yourself.” he smiled at her before standing up. “ Matter of fact, let me bring me something to eat.”
You let Alastor’s hand go after he kissed you on the forehead before going into the kitchen. You stood up and walked toward Marie, before kneeling in front of her, taking her shaking hands in yours.
“ Marie, If I have decided to work with spirits, it’s because I want to protect Alastor. You’ve been doing it perfectly for years, please, as your future daughter in law, let me help you.” you stared at her, trying to convey all of your sincerity. You meant every word. Now that her husband has been slayed, nothing would come to disturbed the peace in this house. Alastor and yourself would make sure of that.
“ Ahh.. You have such pretty eyes, sweetie. Since the first time I saw you, your eyes have always been so pure, vivid and bright. I’m happy they didn’t change, I’m happy that, no matter what has happened, you are still as bright as when you first entered this house.” she leaned toward you, kissing you on the forehead. “ Take care of Alastor…”
You stayed at Marie’s house all morning. She was teaching you how to maintain your connection with spirits so next time you would meet Papa Legba, you wouldn’t be asleep. You would be able to be in the living world, talking with the people and using what the spirits would be giving you.
Marie has told you, you couldn’t use the spirit’s power if you were feeling emotions too strongly. You needed to be rooted into the present, you needed to be concentrating on the link that bound you with the spirits you were calling for. You would have to try meditation, unlike Alastor who always was in control, you were the kind to let your emotion go freely as they pleased.
“ Let’s try it, okay sweetie? First, you need to close your eyes, maybe I’ll be easier.” you nodded,looking one last time at Alastor who was watching you with curiosity and an encouraging smile. You closed your eyes. She made you stand up, keeping your hands in hers. “ Alright, do you feel the warmth of my hands? Perfect. Now, I want you to imagine vines that come from the ground. Slowly, they wrap around your ankles, moving toward your waist, then they cling to your vertebral column until you feel them in your head.”
You breathed slowly, focusing on your feet. You tried to imagine the vines wrapping themselves around you but you were just met with silence. You tried to remember what you felt when Papa Legba came to meet you. You felt… warm. You tried again, this time imagining a warm thread coming from the ground, moving around your ankle. You felt your body relax as Marie kept your hands in hers.
You could feel your body getting warmer and warmer. You wondered if you were doing good.
You are doing great, little lady.
You kept your eyes closed as Papa Legba’s voice surrounded you. You felt like he was all around you even inside you, like you ate something too hot and you could still feel it in your body.
Seems like you are a natural. Congratulations are in order.
You tried to nod but you felt like your body was made of stone, you couldn’t move a muscle. It was kind of claustrophobic.
No worries. It’s normal, I’m possessing you.
You felt your heartbeat increase slowly but you needed to be calm, or the connection would break and you didn’t want to end up like last time, when John forced you out of your trance.
Now, what kind of spirits do you need ?
Wait..? Was he asking what kind of power you wanted?
Exactly, let’s see if you can handle it… You wanted power to protect, wasn’t it.
You felt your mouth open, without your accord, and you spoke in a language you have never heard before. What were you saying?
This is where I go. Remember, you can’t keep the spirit forever, it needs to come back to his realm, I’ll keep the passage open for it. And for your energy, I wouldn’t recommend you to use it for too long. See you next time, little lady, and thank Marie for the rooster.
You felt the warmth leaving your body. You waited a few seconds before opening your eyes slowly. You were met with Alastor’s face, who was stroking your cheeks with a fond expression.
“ You are beautiful.”
You tilted your head against his hand, sighing in relief. You made it back. You looked around, noticing that Marie wasn’t there anymore.
“ What happened ?”
“ Well, you stayed like this for 10 minutes.” he looked at his watch with an excited grin. “ I thought you were asleep but you said something and then you came back with beautiful red eyes.”
You went toward a mirror and stared at your reflection. Alastor was right, your eyes were red just like earlier this morning. You turned around, trying to see what might look different.
“ I… He said I’ll have a spirit power but I don’t feel anything right now.” you looked back at Alastor who was looking at you with a big grin. “ What?”
“ I can’t admire you now?” he came toward you with a teasing expression. You smiled when you saw him lean toward you. You smirked, you wanted to keep him away from you, to tease. You held your hand in front of him sticking your tongue at him but before you could do anything, Alastor’s hand hit an invisible surface in front of you. “ What..?”
You put your hand on the invisible surface which was keeping you from Alastor. Wait.. You could feel warmth in your eyes. You closed your eyes, trying to make it go away, it wasn’t really comfortable.
You felt Alastor’s hand on your shoulder as you rubbed your eyes, trying to erase the feeling behind your eyes.
“ Oh, is she okay Alastor?”
“ Yes and I think you should come and see what she just did.”
You felt Alastor backing away as you opened your eyes once again, feeling the warmth once more. You looked at Marie as she had a dead rooster in her hand. She was looking at your eyes.
“ Rouge… C’est sa couleur après tout..”
You looked at your hand. What was that..? Did you… Did you make a shield? You held your hand once again feeling your eyes burning, you could almost feel tears. Alastor took a pillow from the sofa and threw it at you, the pillow hitting the invisible force that was surrounding you. You looked at the pillows then Alastor who was grinning so hard you felt like his face was going to break because of how big his smile was.
“I’m… I’m really impressed. How are you feeling?” asked Marie, her eyes wide open.
“ My eyes are killing me.” you chuckled nervously. You wondered if you could conjure your shield around Alastor, that would be more useful than around yourself. Did that mean you’ll have to be around him to make it work or ,like Marie used to, you could ask a spirit to do it for you?
You closed your eyes once more. You didn’t know if the spirit could hear you but you think it was enough magic for today. You didn’t want to be exhausted.
“ Thank you, you can go back now.”
You waited a few seconds before you felt cold. You opened your eyes, looking at Marie and Alastor. You looked at your reflection in the mirror and sighed in relief when you saw your eyes, the same color as usual. You turned around but were met with a pillow in the face. Alastor has just thrown another pillow at you.
“ I’m not sorry Darling, I just wanted to see if you were unshielded.” he smirked as you took the pillow from the ground.
“ You knew that! My eyes aren’t red anymore!”
“ I just wanted to make sure. And that’s your punishment, how could you create a barrier between the two of us?” he walked toward you with a smile that made you believe he wasn’t completely joking.
“ Alastor! And you call yourself a gentleman?” you crossed your arms in front of your chest, making a surprised face. He leaned toward your ear and whispered.
“ You know I can be worse.” he bit your ears making you flush and turn your eyes toward Marie but the woman was already busy with something else. “ But you’ll keep being at my side, right?”
You kissed his cheek before leaning toward his ears.
“ Death wouldn’t be able to tear us apart, Alastor.” you whispered, feeling a shiver of delight when you heard him gasp at your words. You stepped back with a teasing smirk as he stared at you with a wide smile.
“ Your eyes are red.”
“ What?” you turned your back to him to look at yourself in the mirror but your eyes were their usual color. “ You liar–!” you squealed when you felt Alastor’s teeth sinking into your neck, making you grip his hair. You felt him suck on your skin, making you moan lightly. You blushed when you saw your reflection staring back at you, you tried to turn your head but Alastor held your chin with his finger, forcing you to look at yourself.
“ Look at us.”
“ Alastor..” you whispered. “ your mother isn’t far..”
“ Look at us.” he said once more, his deep slick voice making you feel warm. You look at your reflection as Alastor kept kissing, biting, sucking on your skin. You were staring at him, the way he was staring back at you as he held your body possessively against him was making you lightheaded. “ Don’t ever… think about putting that shield of yours against us, do you hear me?”
You tried to contain the giddy sensation you were feeling. You tilted your head back as you felt his hand taking hold on your neck, not squeezing it, just putting his hand on your neck.
“ What if I do it again..?” you whispered. You shivered when you heard him chuckling darkly.
“ You’ll see it for yourself.”
You were so going to use this shield once more.
—
“ And you didn’t want to tell because..?”
You looked at Alice, who was laying on her bed under multiple blankets. After your morning training with Marie you decided to see Alice. After all, last time you saw her, you told her you were a murderer, so was your husband, you were ready to kill again and furthermore you had a weird episode making you say that someone was digging Alastor’s father from his grave, you needed to explain yourself.
“ Alice, did you really think I was going to come to you and say: Oh guess what, I killed a disgusting pig today. What would you have said?”
“ Want to kill another one?” she giggled, making you sigh with a smile.
“ Alice…”
“ Sorry. I.. I would have been surprised, I won’t lie. I’m still am. But, you did it because he hurted Alastor right? I feel like you killed him because you wanted to protect someone not for your own enjoyment which I would not say the same for Alastor. I knew he was twisted, I’ve told you !” she sat up, holding a pillow against her chest. “ I should have made a fucking bet.”
“ You aren’t.. scared of him?”
“ There will be a cold day in hell before this man makes me feel any kind of emotion but anger and disgust.”
You laughed as you shook your head. Both of them were so full of themselves they couldn’t see how similar they could be. You sat on a chair, next to her bed. Because of what happened, Alice said to her father that she was feeling very sick and that she couldn't get out.
It was Alastor’s plan, Alice needed to stay at home while he would stalk your new prey. Alice wasn’t happy with that, she was scared the man would show the picture of her and Alyzée kissing but Alastor reassured her. That type of man is the kind to think he already won. He was feeling superior by trapping Alice like this, so he would be patient without being aware you were making a plan to eviscerate him.
“I know Alastor doesn’t want me to know your plan but… Do you think I could come before you kill him?” you almost broke your neck as you heard Alice’s question. “ Don’t look at me like that! I just want him to know you are coming from me.”
“ Don’t worry, I’ll send him your regards.” you mocked her with a fond smile. “ Now, Alastor and I will be going to your cottage to make the perfect plan, no one will be there, right?”
“ No one is ever there! That’s why I want you to buy it.” she sighed deeply, falling into her bed once more like the dramatic person she was. “ But yes, don’t worry, nobody will hear your.. plan to kill my pig.”
You smiled behind your hand, you were excited to go back to the cottage, it was yours and Alastor’s sacred place in a way.
You stood up but froze when you felt a shiver going down your spine, your vision getting blurry. You sat back down, closing your eyes. Did you stand up too quickly? Maybe you needed to eat a lot of sugar, to Alastor’s disgust.
You heard footsteps and once again a shovel going into the grounds. Were you having another vision? You tried to see something, but you could only hear. You could hear a dog barking and a man telling him to shut it.
Fuck, was someone once again trying to dig up Alastor’s father?
You opened your eyes in shock. Alice was looking at you, her hand not too far from your shoulder.
“ Are you okay, doll?”
“ I’m doing just fine.. I… I need to go but we will see each other Monday, I promise.” you hugged her quickly and ran out of the room. You waved at the butler and ran out in the busy streets.
Damn it, damn, damn it !
Alastor was working right now, you didn’t have the time to tell him, you would go alone this time and immediately. You ran as fast as you could toward Marie’s place, which took you about 25 minutes. You were breathing hard, running in heels wasn’t your best idea but who cared right now. You entered the woods, looking for footprints which you easily found. You followed them even if you knew where you were supposed to go.
As you approached you could hear a dog barking. You stopped walking, hiding behind a tree. Should you invoke a spirit, in case you needed to fight..? It was too risky, you didn’t know if you could maintain the link with the spirit if you were to fight. You would have to go the hard way.
You took a deep breath and walked toward the man who had his back turned to you, digging into the hole where Alastor’s father was hidden. The dog stopped barking as he saw you and wagged his tail happily. You remembered him, you know whose dog it was.
“ John.”
The man froze before turning his head toward you. It was John. He stared at you before going out of the hole.
“ What are you doing here?”
“ I could ask you the same question. Why would a lady like yourself be deep in the forest, all alone?”
“ Maybe because you are on my husband's property.” you spat at him. “ Should I call a policeman to take you back home?”
“He is not your husband yet.” He showed you his badge. “ I’m working with your father on the disappearance of Alastor’s father. You should thank me.” he smirked before looking at you, you could see fondness in his eyes which disgusted you.
“ Then, why are you wasting your time here?” you needed to calm down. No need to stress. John wouldn’t find anything here.
“ Well, I think Alastor has something to do with his father’s disappearance.”
“ You’re so obsessed with us it makes you look stupid.”
“ Come on, Alastor is not a man to be wed to! You know that, sweetheart, and I’ll prove it to you! He must have put a spell on you or something ! Black people and their magic voodoo shit!” he spat, tugging at his hair. You stepped back, since when John was like that. He sighed before going back into the hole. “ But if you are so sure of Alastor’s innocence, why don’t you come and help me?”
You approached him as he took his shovel and started digging. How would you kill him while making it look like an accident? You would have to take care of the dog too… You stared at John’s back. How should you kill him? How? How? How?
“ Well, what do we have here?” he put the shovel next to your feet as he kneeled, taking something from the ground.
You could take the shovel and hit him until he wouldn’t be moving anymore. He already dug his own grave, it just needed his body. You crouched slowly, moving your hand toward the shovel, keeping your eyes on John.
“ The fuck? Is that a fucking deer ?”
…
What?
You frowned before looking in the hole and gasped. Underneath John was a dead deer. You put your hand on your nose, the smell being too much for you. You took a few steps back as the dog started barking at the dead animal.
What was going on? You couldn’t smell anything but the deer’s corpse right now. Where was Alastor’s father’s corpse ? Did Alastor come back here to move it ? No, he wouldn’t have the time.
You watched as John went out of the hole, seeming agitated. You tried to hide your smile, relieved.
“ So, John, did you find what you were looking for ?” you asked, tilting your head. He looked at you, frowning. “ Because, as I’m aware, you need a warrant to be on someone’s property, which you don’t seem to have.” your smile grew wider as you saw John’s expression turned sour. You had him. “ So, I’ll ask you gently to get out of my husband’s property.”
“ He isn’t your husband yet!” he shouted.
“ He will !” you screamed back. “ I will accept him in front of our friends, in front of God.” you smirked as you saw his face flushed from anger. “ And there is nothing you can do about it.”
“ He won’t have you. He won–”
“ He already had me.”
You stared at his face. He seemed paler than seconds ago. He was looking at you, his eyes wide open.
“ What… What do you mean?”
“ He already had me. Right here actually.” you showed the place where John was standing, making him stumble back. “ I accepted him in the deepest part of me.”
“ Stop…”
“ All I had to do was lay there as he tasted me…”
“ Stop..!”
“ As he made me his.”
“ Stop !” he shouted tugging at his hair, his eyes looking at anywhere but you. “ Look at what he has done to you ! He turned you into some kind of harlot…! But it’s okay, I would still take you as my wife.” he smiled at you as he held his hand toward your direction. “You’ll live a life by my side as a proper lady.”
You approached him, looking at his smile grew wider. You slapped his hands away before hissing at his face.
“ Listen to me one last time. Alastor shall be my husband, no one is going to change that fact. I will be his wife, tending to all his needs. If he wants me as a slut, I’ll be the best whore New Orleans has never seen, but it will be for his eyes only. Only for him. I will be his wife, I’ll bring his child into this world with pure joy and pride.” you stared at him coldly as he looked at you, seeming afraid. “ This body of mine was his before you even knew your so-called feelings for me.” you frowned as you saw him looking at your body with envy and jealousy.
Oh.
Of course, he was jealous of Alastor. You almost rolled your eyes at him.
“ This body is marked as his. Inside and out.” you stared at him, hoping he would finally get the message.
“ Inside..?” he stared at you, blushing.
“ I told you, didn't I? He took me just here, and I’m known to be greedy right? I wanted all of him, so I accepted his seeds inside of me.” you gasped as he took you by the shoulders. His face was so close, you could see in his eyes how excited your last sentence made him feel. What was he…?
“ Don’t bear his failed children, why would you stay with him when you could have a perfect life with me?”
“ A perfect life with you?” you roared a laugh, tilting your head back. How pathetic this man was ready to be ? “ I already have everything I need, do not worry.” you put your hand around his throat, you could feel yourself buzzing with energy. “ But I dare you to try and take my happiness away, I’ll make your life a never ending hell.” you were smiling at him, with a big grin even though your eyes weren’t blinking anymore, just staring at him.
“ You almost look like him..” he said, whispering. “ But I’ll show you, he is nothing more but a monster. And no matter how hard you are fighting right now, when you see I was right, I’ll accept you. “
You could strangle him right now. Your hands were around his throat, you could just kill him. You could push his body with the deer, nobody would find out.
You took a step back, staring at his eyes.
“ I shall never be yours, not as long as I breathe. Now, leave before I lose what’s left of my sanity.” You stared at him as he took his shovel and his dog before leaving, after giving you one last look.
As Alice said, if you were to kill, it was to protect someone or something. If killing John meant protecting Alastor and your relation with him, then you’ll have to dig another hole for him to fall into.
You stayed there for a long time, thinking about John, the dead deer and Alastor. First, you needed to go back home to prepare your things for this weekend in the cottage. You would explain everything to Alastor once you are safely hidden from the rest of the world. You went back home, not running this time. You were walking, taking your time, thinking about a plan.
When you arrived at your place, you hugged your father who seemed so tired, it made you feel guilty.
“ How is my princess doing ?”
“ I’m doing great… Dad, why is John on Alastor’s father’s case?”
“ Well, you weren’t supposed to know but John made it into the police. He succeeded and got his diploma. He has always been an intelligent fella… But it seems like you aren’t friends anymore, am I wrong?”
“ Let’s just say that the farest he is from me, the better.” you sighed before looking at your father. “ So, he has three months to find something or I can get married?” you watched your father nod. “ He should be careful, we never know, an accident can come so easily…” you whispered before going into the bathroom. You undressed and filled the tub with hot water. You slid into it, sighing with bliss.
You played with the water, thinking about John. He was an obstacle… After taking care of Alice’s problems, you’ll have to take care of another.
You didn’t notice your image in the water, showing your reflection with a big smile and deep crimson eyes.
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We were hoping to see Dan in a slutty bunny costume and this is what we got instead-
#dan and phil#daniel howell#phil lester#not complaining#the video was absolutely perfect#just find it funny is all!#took the word slaying a little to serious
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Your first time with Katsuki Bakugo.
It's one am, I'm sleepy as shit, I'm supposed to be up by eight tomorrow but I'm also horny and have this shit running through my head. Enjoy my ✨rat-lettes✨
It's also his first time. Took place at your apartment after he came over one night after work. He was tired, mentally and physically and all he needed to end his week was his solace.
He came in through a window you had left open, didn't even bother alerting you that he was coming over
You're peacefully sat in your blankets giggling at your phone when all of a sudden you hear movement in your house. You immediately get up oversized shirt draping over your important parts.
You gingerly walk through the corridor of your house with scissors in your hands. You feel your bonnet swiftly being snatched off your head from behind you. You let out a blood curdling scream, fall to your knees and plead mercy for your life.
The all too familiar voice of your boyfriend graces your ears, causing you to snap your head back and pause your sniffles. You lock eyes with his red irises, the uninterested look he gave you while wearing your bonnet caused pure anger to bubble within you.
Without saying a word to him you left and went back to your room to tuck yourself inside your blankets. Realising that he may have over done it, Katsuki tailed along while spewing chains of sorrys and tips on how it's important to close your windows late at night.
You refused to budge. You were understandably upset. He opted to situate himself beside you in your blankets. The next five minutes were him trying to negotiate forgiveness. With no avail, he chose to negotiate with buying you your favourite snacks first thing tomorrow morning before you woke up.
One thing led to another and you found yourself sharing a bowl of fruit with your boyfriend while watching a dating show.
"He is soo not serious. What do you mean she's a gold digger? How in the world do you date a slay queen(baddie) and then expect her not to ask you for money for her routinely maintenance?"
"Broke people shit"
As the night grew darker, the bed grew comfier, the cuddles grew more intimate and the conversations grew deeper. Inevitably hands began to wonder, alongside the imagination. Most of it was foggy cause of how tired and lust stricken the both of you were in that moment.
But you're sure you'll never forget the feeling of your first Katsuki-driven orgasm, how the last orgasm of the night left you feeling like you had been exorcised of a spirit you had no idea dwelled within you, how he repeatedly cussed as he fought off early release, how he lightly teased you for being needy as if hes own body language was not clearly deceiving him, how tears brimmed his eyes at his first release, how he exhibited symptoms of eagerness to learn and solve your body like it was a labyrinth placed before him.
How it burned when his thick cock entered you, how it drove you nuts when his cock twitched for you each time he pulled out, how his hands dug into the flesh of your thighs as he figured out the perfect angle he'd be in you deepest. How extollations of his name spilled from your mouth as his skillful digits worked on your clit.
You'll most definitely not forget how worried he looked after you were done and he noticed the blood on his cock. He spiralled on and on about how he didn't mean to hurt you and repeatedly asking you if you're okay. You did your best to explain to him that he just happened to be quite endowed which resulted in you stretching a little over your elastic limit. He did calm down but it took him a little while to do so. He "made it up to you" through top tier cuddles and plenty snacks the next morning.
#he's just standing in your bathroom bloody dick looking you straight in the eye while you're tryna hold your laughter and keep standing.#definitly freaked our when you stumbled s bit on your way back to bed.#katsuki is a big baby#bnha bakugou#mha headcanons#bakugo#katsuki#mha x y/n#bnha fanfiction#bnha headcanons#bnha#mha#katsuki bakugo x reader#bakugo katsuki#bakugou imagine#bakugou headcanons#almost becomes your gyna just to check if you're really okay and wht you're saying is true.#bnha headcannons
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k so slay the princess is rotting my brain but currently one big thought is chilling in my brain, and like- hear me out (sorry if my wording doesn't convey my thoughts well skskfjdjg)
but I don't think the damsel is entirely as shallow as some may see her as. HEAR ME OUT- compared to the other princesses, yes, she definitely more shallow. and she is also (at least when looking at deconstructed) poking fun at those trying to have an easy and work free romance route where the princess does whatever you like and loves you so, so much. i'm not saying she's supremely deep and that no one understands her but me, but I also don't think she exists solely to mock players with absolutely nothing to say about the nature of human permanence either.
does that make sense? more thoughts below- they're a bit disjointed though so warning ^^;
I personally think the damsel can also represent a very real form love, so to speak.
gimme a min to explain. I think what initially led me to this is a line from the narrator equating the smitten and the damsel to acting like teenagers in love. and that line sorta shifted my perspective a bit on her a little? seeing that kinda made me go "ohhhhhhh makes sense" like it really did remind me of two kids who don't entirely get what dating entails but still want to be together, and given the endgame sequence the damsel's section just kinda cemented this mindset for me.
for clarification the damsel has two(?) bits of dialog depending on whether she's deconstructed or not. If she isn't she says something along the lines of (iirc) "you had a desire and you set that desire free/not caring about what it took or costed you in the process" annnd?? like that's kinda wholesome to me?
like the damsel's love with the player isn't nearly as in depth, complicated, or complete as say the thorn, but it's a passionate love. it's also a naive love. the sort of love you'd find with, well, teenagers having a crush. of course when people get older they see those old crushes as frivolous and flat, but to the people experiencing them in the moment, it's real! it's serious! they were still willing to risk a lot just to be together. and at least at the start, you're willing to be killed by the princess if it means she's safe after having a battle of control against the narrator. it just reads as very human to me. they truly felt that their love could conquer anything.
I feel the thorn is a more 'adult' version of the damsel. it's that passionate love taking on a more mature form. it has more hardships to go through and way more pitfalls and mistakes that one can make compared to the more childish love like the damsel's. there's less theatrics and fanfare, and to me it feels more somber and quiet. it's a contrast between the high stakes emotion filled damsel, and the more intimate, tense, and self-aware thorn. ultimately in the end for both of them, they come to a realization that love is a powerful tool almost in a way that mirror each other.
some of the same occurrences leading up to the route are also shared between the two. like having the princess stab you in the prior route. I also think it's worth noting that in the thorn, the thistles can be seen as/can be referred to a prison of her own making. something she can leave if she was willing to make the effort to do so. it's similar to the damsel's shackles being easily slipped off her wrist. she could free herself.
also by extension, say what you will about the smitten but he loves the princess no matter what form she takes. even when she kills him he still adores her. he is content with being cooked alive by the princess if that's what she wants. i think he's a lot like the damsel in that sense. whatever she wants, she will have. if the damsel is molded to love the player, the smitten is absolutely molded to love the princess in the same way.
#ok that got really long#halfway through i realized the thorn and the damsel have a lot of parallels and my brain exploded sorry#i really love this game and have so many more thoughts but those need other posts :((#someday soon someday soon...#slay the princess#stp spoilers#slay the princess spoilers#♡ -> post time !
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Hi! In your part 3 of your teen reader au you mentioned how important the readers words are and now I'm just thinking about reader getting so fed up about them taking everything they say so seriously they just.. stop talking. (or maybe they were just quiet in general so barely anyone had heard them speak before)
Warnings: sagau, read the ask! Yelling, these stuff yeah -
Also not proofread
They didn't see this coming did they.
But they won't find out the real reason behind you keeping your mouth shut and barely even looking at them.
They did not dare to blame you for this, so they just thought of something silly that something or someone offended you
It Started with you barely looking at jean and not responding to her with words. now it's so bad as you keep gaurds to not allow anyone enter and hear your voice again, unless it's lumine/aether
Yes lumine and aether are not like those psychos and they don't believe in you. to be honest, you appreciated that. Finally talking to someone that is ok in the head.
You see They first started blaming themselves yet somehow it slowly shifted towards the twins, why aren't you leaving your room?, those little rascals must be up to something!
So they took them to court to justify their actions, everyone was present from all around teyvat, expecting the twins to get banished from teyvats face or banned from seeing you ever again
As yanfei was about to say the last part of the judgment against aether/lumine, you barged in the room with gaurds, took the twins and hardly made it back to your palace with all of the other acolytes following you. Asking you to slow down for them.
They wouldn't leave you alone just for one second, so you decided to use the strongest weapon you had against them─ words. Your words specifically.
"from now on If anybody here dares to raise their voice or hand against aether/lumine, will get killed with I filming a tiktok with your graves.."
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Mm, keeping your mouth shut was a better option.. if you value, yk..the twins life-
"But your grace, they are manipulating you into thinking we are the bad guys and they are the only good guys! P-plus we aren't even sure if that's the case!" Keqing said while shaking slightly, she didn't knew you were this affected! She is so sorry, please calm down, she will make it up to you!!
"I forgot who asked for your opinion lady keqing, they are obviously in danger! " Ei replied.
"I apologize for everything I am going to say but miss keqing is wrong, their grace is getting affected by that thing." Zhongli said while walking towards you.
"No, the only thing I am affected is by you taking everything I say so seriously!! I say Guuji yae is slaying with her appearance and you guys think she is KILLING PEOPLE, AND SENT HER TO COURT. YOU PEOPLE NEED TO STOP."
The moment you yelled everyone was on their knees, they never heard you yell! They didn't know what to do now, so they just backed off and shut their mouth for awhile
Fine, the twins can go free, But that doesn't mean you should just ignore them! They just made a "simple" mistake nothing more.
Extra headcanons:
They fired every single person that trailed behind you and wrote everything you said.
Hm, they understand a bit better now, you just want space, after all coming to teyvat as the new heir of their last god is stressful,
So they just come and ask you about some serious political stuff before leaving again.
They also try,
keyword: try to be more casual around you
Inazumians did a good job at this, especially thoma, heizou and the arataki gang, it made you show yourself a bit more to others!
Meanwhile Zhongli could just stare in horror as Itto picked you up and threw you in the air, nearly giving himself a heart attack.
Itto better gets ready to get lectured by zhongli later, a lesson to not touch you again.
Not like itto would listen to him in the first place 🙄💅
But yeah, they might not write your words down anymore and go less strict on you, so a bit more time to enjoy to yourself before they slowly try to write your words down. In secret of course!
#sagau#genshin impact x reader#yandere genshin impact#genshin sagau#sagau yandere#x reader#yandere cult genshin#yandere sagau#genshin self aware au#self aware genshin#yandere
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Life of a Pirate Chpt 10
Here you go lad/lass! A new chapter! :D :D
Hope you enjoy it! Sorry if grammer are wonky,
also warning on small anxiety added in.
Right when I made this decision. I overheard my rescuer screaming out of shock.
"Miss?! What are you doing?!" Ignoring him, I tried to run back, but the officer grabbed my arm.
“Miss! The longboat is this way! Hurry!” When he tried leading me the other way, I found myself yanking my arm away.
“I want to make sure Captain Flint gets back to his ship safely!” Gosh, those words were no good that his facial was looking at me like I was a sudden lunatic who needed to be in a mental hospital.
"Mamm you can't be serious! He's dangerous! "Again, he tries to take my arm but I flee and he screams.
"Miss come back here! You're out of your mind!" I bite my lips, wondering if I really am out of my mind. Is all for the future to be stable, it'll be worth it.
When I returned, I found him in the same place where I had taken off. Flint was breathing heavily holding his wound to stop bleeding. He was in bad shape and my worries about him not making it back his loot won't exist anymore.
I swallowed got on my knees and touched his shoulder.
"Captain? Captain!" I watch some of his eyes open partly, breathing heavily. When he saw me his eyes widened.
"What?" He gasped.
"We have to get you back to your ship," I grab his arm and try to help him get up. "Come on!" He winches in pain but manages to lift himself with my help. I put his arm over my shoulder and helped him walk.
I grunt on how heavy he was but I was glad he's able to stand despite being wounded. It would be twice as difficult for me to get him back to his ship. As I was helping him get back to his ship I scanned around to find any of his crew to assist, me.
I managed to catch Billy through the battle I yelled for him.
"Billy!" I watch him after slaying a navy with his cutlass he searches around after hearing my voice. Again I scream at him.
"Billy! Over here!" He finally found me and his eyes widened when he saw Flint in pain. He ran over to us but I noticed he was reaching his hand down to his pocket and pulling out a flintlock.
I knew what he was thinking I quickly out of fright stated.
'Wait it's not what you think!"
"Give me a good reason not to kill you!" Billy points his gun at me getting ready to shoot me at any moment.
"Because she did not shoot me." Flint pitched in. The turtle alien looks sharply at his captain now in puzzlement.
"Sir?"
"Stand down," He ordered. And help her get me back to my ship," Billy looked at me for a few seconds and soon lowered his flintlock.
"I'll clear the way while you help him get back, no tricks." I nodded as Billy began to fight off the navy while we followed behind. When Flint looks down at me I look away to avoid his glance.
I don't know what he was thinking of me saving him after I tried to escape. But I already have a plan on once he gets on his ship I'll flee back here to go to longboat. And I hope they are still available when I've finished this mission.
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Right when we got close to the ship Billy helped me get him over to his ship. As we got him back on I caught a glimpse of his men carrying loads of treasure chests that they stole.
I bite my lips to hold my cross on them stealing all their money from the innocents. Then Billy took my place as he put Flint's arm around over his shoulder.
"You did good lass," He said to me and I only gave him tasks.
"Ashy?" I turned and saw B.E.N with a surprised look on his face. "You came back?" I smiled a little and was just about to say something but all of a sudden I was caught off guard when Flint snatched my wrist.
I screamed when he pulled me to face him and I saw he has still a furious look.
"You had caused enough trouble!" He growled, and I gasped with fear and tried to pull away.
"Ash!" B.E.N cried and Flint began to drag me away.
"Cap'n you're in pain!" Billy reminded him but Flint ignored him.
Instead, he said to him out of anger. "Set course to the northeast! Get us out of here," And before he took me down the below deck he glared at one of his men.
"Have Nicolas prepare my medical when I get back! No slacking!" His men didn't hesitate out of fright hurry to fetch the surgeon. After that, he pulls me forcefully with him down the below deck.
I tried to break free by getting his hand off but the more I tried pulling he squeezed my wrist I cried in pain.
"Let go you're hurting me!" I couldn't help to scream at these sentences the more he gripped hard. Feeling my wrist is going to get broken if he keeps this up. I learned we were in some brig when I blinked that has few jails opened.
Flint picked the closest one and threw me in like a rag doll. I crashed hard on the dirty floor. I gasped painfully holding my pained wrist.
"You will stay here the rest of your life! This will teach you never to disobey your Captain!" He slams my jail door and locks it. I grit my teeth while hearing his boots storm off. I felt my tears coming after he was gone I found myself regretting my choice to save him.
"Fuck you, Flint," I muttered angrily. "I should've let you die in flames,"
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Third's person POV:
Flint marched up holding his wound heading his way to his stateroom. Some men watched him walk past and none dared to say anything knowing their captain was still livid.
Still, few were impressed at his strength despite being wounded. It's like the devil is giving him the strength to let out all his wrath to those who turned against him.
They almost jumped when Flint asked them darkly. "Where's the surgeon?"
"He's in your cabin waitin," Blackdog manage to reply. Flint huffed and made his way to his cabin. Before he opened the door, he felt someone touch his shoulder. Growling he turned sharply and saw it was only Billy. He calms down when he watches his first mate look at him concern.
"Sir?"
"I'm fine. Billy," He sighed. He made him let go of his shoulder and added. "I will be calmed after I'm healed. Make sure these men do their job," The turtle alien gives him a soft nod and lets him open the door.
B.E.N watches him go in as he hides behind two men, worrying if he sees him now he'll punish him for letting Ash escape. With no one watching he head his way back to the brig to find his friend.
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Ash's POV
"Ashy? Ashy?" I gasped to hear a familiar voice. I got up and peeked my head out.
"B.E.N?" I called out. "I'm in here," I saw him turn to me and he grins. I almost smiled and he ran to me and began to ramble with a worried look.
"Ash, are you okay? Are you hurt? Did Captain Flint hurt you? How's your wrist? Is it broken? Please tell me is not.."
"B.E.N," I quietly shushed him. "I'm okay, my wrist isn't broken thank god," He sighed in relief and then said something that made his hands turn into fists.
"And I want to also thank you for saving Captain Flint. No outsiders ever dare to help him,"
"Well, I shouldn't do that after how he is," I said in anger and saw his facial shock and I finished quietly. "What was I thinking of wanting to save him,"
"Then... why did you?" B.E.N. asked unsurely. I almost gasped silently when he asked this question. Knowing this was a time to tell him the real truth I looked at him holding my jail door bars.
"It's because.."I bite my lips and keep going. "It's because the reason is I'm..not from around here," He still looked at me confused.
"So you mean you're not from here? On this ship?"
I shook my head. "No, it's not just from here, it's more of..from time," I watch him blink and try to figure out what I was talking about.
Soon he lets out a sigh. "Sorry, I'm still not following,"
"Okay," I took a deep breath and glanced at him seriously. "B.E.N please, as a friend what I'm about to tell you. You have to promise me. Promise you won't tell this to anyone."
B.E.N. made a small laugh. "Ash I told you I'm good at keeping secrets,"
"Especially keeping them from Flint?" I tested. He hesitated when I asked him this. But he sighed and nodded.
"Especially my captain," With that, I begin to tell him the whole truth. Telling him how I ended up here with a wish and told him I was from another future dimension.
I even did my best to tell him what the movie was since I wasn't sure if this universe had those. Right after I told him everything I waited for him to say anything. I bite my lips when he looks at me stunned.
I swallowed nervously. "B.E.N?" I kept waiting for him to say something. "Are you going to say something?" Then I saw him about to but then, my heart stopped when he took off.
"B.E.N!" I screamed out of shock and perked my head out and saw him running up the deck. "B.E.N wait!" I begin to panic when this trauma comes back to me. He's going to tell Flint! He's going to tell him!
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I got on my knees and clasped my head and was breathing fast.
"I'm going to die here. He's going to kill me!" I shut my eyes and did my best to calm my breath even though my fate was going to end here, in this dimension where I'll never see my home again.
I then heard footsteps coming my face paled knowing this was the end. I shut my eyes tightly and waited to get this over with. In my head, I begin to say goodbye and pray to God this death will be less painful.
Goodbye, my family. Goodbye, my friends. Goodbye home. Goodbye, Earth...
Ashy?" I gasped in startled and perked up and found B.E.N. but Flint was nowhere? Instead, he was alone with a mug and smiled.
'Sorry, I had to get some oil before I could talk. My throat was dry," He drank with one gulp, and I let out a breath of relief, letting all my building anxiety off my shoulder.
After he drank he sighed. "Alright, now that's done," His face returned to astonishment.
"You're from the future??"
"Short of yeah?" I replied. But I'm from another universe."
"So it all makes sense now," He beamed. "I question on how you know about me and also wondering who was John Silver."
I chuckled weakly, "Yep. You know now."
"And..you know how to get in the trove right?" Again I nod as I look down. He understood what I was thinking he reached his hand out and touched my shoulder.
'You don't need to worry now, your secret is safe with me." My eyes look over at him and he gives me a reassuring smile. I smiled back and touched his hand.
"Thank you B.E.N. You have no idea this means so much to me." Then I watch his robotic eyes light up as if he made a lightbulb on.
"Oh, I can do this!"
"Wha?" I blinked but almost jumped when his eyes suddenly made a flash of white and blue and talked in a robotic tone.
"Ash memory file created. Data has been stored locked away until then." After he was finished his eyes changed to his normal blue.
"There we go," He smiled. "Now it's safe."
"I had no idea you could do that," I gulped. He points at his head proudly.
"We robots have this ability to store any important information in our memory. And now your secret is safe in my data." He then added. "And I won't bring it up unless I find it."
Saw how it worked I found myself grinning happily now I have someone I can trust on my journey to fix my wish.
"Oh B.E.N thank you! I wish I could hug you now but, " He chuckles seeing where we're at and finished.
"Only if Captain Flint changes his mind he'll let me out,"
"Hey, maybe I can try to convince him since you saved his life." He replied.
"You can?" I asked.
He nodded. "Yep! Let me handle this, I'll be back!" He hurries out leaving me alone in my cell.
Once he was gone, I walked back and rested on a bench with my back hitting the wall. My eyes glance up at the wooded ceiling and I let out a soft sigh.
'Thank you, God, thank you for letting me live and have someone I can trust,"
#my fanfiction#treasure planet fanfic#Life of a pirate#nathaniel flint#sona#self insert#billy bones#BEN#intense moment#Hope you like it folks! :D
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I'll be there.
Oikawa x masc reader (he/they)
Support is something I just know that silly little volleyball captain craves from a s/o. This is about somebody who tries their hardest to give him that, even if sometimes it's a swing and a miss.
This one's in first person, y/n is the soccer captain at seijoh, dating Oikawa, yeah yeah you get it. the little ~~ means change in view or time, it'll make sense as you read.
[Side note: I play soccer, so if I write in another sport, it's always gonna be that until somebody tells me to do something else so yeah slay]
Word Count: 4233
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Spring was always a busy time for me, but especially so this year. The captain of the volleyball team, Oikawa Tōru, and I had (to the dismay of his many fans) started dating. Not only were they devastated because surprise! He's gay, but now he was also taken. I loved it though, they'd swarm him and I'd infiltrate their ranks, my lovely Tōru only embracing me, not giving those girls a second glance. Sometimes I'd play with them and flirt with him loudly, just to see how long before they got so jealous they had to leave. Honestly such a fun game to play.
Anyway, spring was crazy this year because Tōru had a ton of volleyball shit going on, and I had soccer tournaments too. We'd made each other promise when we got serious that we'd make it to each other's games whenever we had the chance. Of course we both understood the importance of keeping grades and appearances up since we both wanted to go into the athletic field post-grad. However, we also understood the importance of supporting each other, so we really did try our best.
Sometimes for me that meant if I knew I had a game the same day or I wouldn't be able to be there for whatever reason, I came to practices leading up to it or took him out to dinner afterwards.
When I could make it, despite not totally understanding everything, I cheered louder than anybody else when Tōru was up for serve or if he did something especially dazzling.
Today, he would be playing against Karasuno, which he was especially excited about. He had been telling me all about it yesterday, I guess there was this Kageyama kid that he went to junior high with that he'd be playing against for the first time. He said that during a practice match they'd had not long ago, Kageyama and some other kid had done some kind of super fast move that had upset a lot of players on the team. He was really looking forward to cracking down on them, it was almost scary.
"You'll be there today right?" He asked me, shutting the door to his locker. I was leaning up against the others next to his, thinking about my schedule today.
"I should be, unless something comes out of the blue. I'm not anticipating anything getting in the way though." He grinned at me, his smile infectiously making its way onto my face. "You better not be lame." I threatened, but he brushed it off and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the cafeteria so we could get lunch.
"I'm never lame, and this game is gonna be fast paced so even you will find it entertaining, I can almost promise it." His hand gripped mine tightly, like he always did when he was excited or determined.
I smiled at him as we made our way down the stairs, "Yeah, I'll believe it when I see it later."
As we got our food and looked around for a place to sit, a few others from the volleyball team were furiously waving us over to them. Tōru dragged me over to them, despite my wanting to sit with guys from my team.
"Y/n! Are you coming to the game tonight? Gonna watch us kick Karasuno's ass?" Iwaizumi asked, I guess Tōru wasn't the only one hyped for this game.
"I should be, I've got nothing on my schedule for later. Is everybody so excited for this thing? I thought Karasuno wasn't any good at volleyball anymore." The team all shook their heads, everyone started talking at once about different people on the team and what they could do, a lot of the conversation based around the freak duo.
The team continued to chatter away about the game and everything they were looking forward to, I just quietly listened, catching every third word. Tōru's games were always in the evening which was nice because it meant they were usually just after when I finished up at practice. But, it also meant I had to either shower and change in a massive hurry and bolt to the gym, or I had to just go in my soccer stuff, I did a healthy balance of both.
My mind had drifted to thinking about what drills we'd be doing today, hoping that it wasn't going to be a push day since I wanted to get cleaned up before the game later. I felt a hand on my shoulder, lightly shaking me which brought me back to the present.
"You in there somewhere, y/n?" Tōru asked, I cracked a smile and briefly apologized for spacing out. "Do you really find my favorite sport in the world so boring?" I couldn't immediately tell if he was joking or not, so I decided to play it safe and assume he was serious.
"Of course not, I was just thinking about the plan for practice today, I might try to convince coach to let us have a rest day so I can have time to clean up before I come watch. I'd never think volleyball was boring, you play it after all." He seemed to like that answer.
Soon enough, the bell had rang and we parted ways with the rest of his team and went back up to our classrooms. I walked with Tōru to his and lingered with him until I really needed to get to my own. He pouted as I left him, but I just laughed at the stupid look on his face and made my way out.
When I got to my own class I found a few of my teammates talking to each other, greeting me as I entered.
"Hey captain! Excited for later today?" One of them asked, I naturally nodded, assuming he was talking about the volleyball game later. It looked like he was going to say something else, but our teacher entered and they quickly dispersed getting back into their seats.
The later half of the day went by slowly, but eventually we were released. Alongside my few teammates that were in my class, we headed down to the school's main gym so we could get changed before getting out to the field. My team had an interesting energy today, it seemed like they were all pretty pumped for practice even though it was a regular day.
I didn't say anything though, and focused on getting changed and making sure all my stuff was good to go in case I needed to get out quickly to catch Tōru's game. Needless to say, I was very determined to make it to this one. I hadn't been able to make it to one of Tōru's real games in a while since they nearly always lined up with my own, or I had practice matches with other teams during them.
I knew Tōru was always a bit let down that I couldn't watch him play as often as he wanted me to, and I honestly couldn't blame him. I, of course, loved it when he came to my games to support me but never really affected me when he wasn't there, at least not as much as it did him. Since I couldn't honestly remember the last game I had made it to, I was absolutely going to make it to this one. Plus, Tōru was beyond excited for this match and I wanted him to enjoy it as much as he could.
When I made it out onto the field, the coach greeted me and I helped him finish setting up cones and getting the practice jerseys and water stations set up. Soon enough practice had started and things were pretty normal for the first half, it was when we were taking our larger break that I noticed something different.
The managers were handing out our official away uniforms, as if we were going to be playing a game. It was odd enough that we were getting our uniforms, but to be getting the away ones was even stranger. Generally, if we hosted a match or practice match, we got to wear our home jerseys, and the other team would compensate for that and wear whichever of theirs differed from ours the most.
It's not as if I didn't like our away jerseys, I liked them better than the normal teal and white ones for sure. The away's had to be decently different from the home's so they were mainly black with white and turquoise details.
As our manager handed me mine, I thought to ask her what we needed them for.
"I thought we weren't having any practice games today, why are you handing out the uniforms?" She gave me a weird look.
"You don't remember? Coach said that Date Tech would be coming over for a practice match today because it was the only day that worked for them. He sent out a mass email about it a few days ago, don't you check your emails?" God why? Of all the days they had to surprise me with a practice match it had to be today?
I sighed, "I guess I must've missed it, thank you though." She looked puzzled at my lack of excitement towards the match, but didn't ask about it. "Hey coach?" I called, getting up to meet him before I got changed.
"Yeah, what's up--is something wrong? You look a little distressed." I nervously wrung my jersey as if it wasn't already bone dry.
"I just, didn't realize we had a practice match today. How long do you think it'll go for?" Coach was surprised at my question, usually I wanted these matches to go on forever but asking when it was over was new.
"Well, it all depends on you guys. We'll start as soon as they get here, but we're going to do a full match. It's what? 16hr right now?" I checked my watch, nodding. "Ok so we'll probably be done right around 18hr, maybe earlier but it depends."
I pursed my lips, sighing quickly but thanking him for humoring my questions. Tōru's game starts at 17hr 30m, and he said they usually last about an hour. I might be able to catch the last half or so if I hurry.
I watched the Date Tech bus pull in, and silently begged them to just go faster. I had no time to waste, I needed this game to start as soon as possible.
Luckily with everyone's excitement surrounding the match, they wanted to get going too, and things started shortly after the visitors offloaded their bus. We greeted each other, and play began shortly after.
When half time rolled around it was just turning 17hr, which meant after our ten minute break, we really would be finishing right at 18hr. I pulled out my phone to shoot Tōru a text, though I was sure he wouldn't read it since he was likely getting ready for his match.
Y/n [hey I'm not going to be on time to the match, I got blindsided by a practice game. I might be able to see the later half or so of the match]
I was going to just put my phone away after I sent it, but I saw that he had read the message, and the dots that meant he was typing.
Tōru [hope you can make it <3]
That was all I got. And I could practically feel the tribulation on his end through the simple message. I threw my phone back into my bag and put my palms into my eyes for a few moments, until I could tell I was being watched.
"You ok y/n?" Someone asked, I moved my hands from my eyes and looked up towards the voice. It was our goalie, and he was offering me a hand up.
I groaned, "I was supposed to go to Tōru's match that starts in thirty minutes, but now I don't know if I'll make it. I promised him I'd be there too, but I had no clue we had a match today." He gave me a very knowing look.
"Ah, yeah I get it. My girl's on the tennis team and our schedules never line up. Maybe these clouds will start doing something interesting and we'll get released early." I looked up at the sky and noticed that he may be right. The clouds were dark and looked about ready to dump some rain on us, I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed it earlier.
I loved playing in the rain, I thought it was fun and challenging but the coaches definitely didn't feel the same way, they saw it more as a danger since it made everything so slick. We had a tent set up so our stuff was never at risk of getting drenched, but soccer was an outdoor game and the weather was unpredictable.
Play resumed again, and as we went on I could feel droplets of water setting on my skin. Just a little downpour, please. Just enough to let me get outta here soon. As if the sky was listening to me, the droplets doubled in size and quantity and soon rain was coating the field and everyone on it.
"Alright everybody, we're gonna stop here for today and we'll pick this up again another day! Get your things and get inside to dry off!" The coaches were yelling, everybody running to the sidelines to get their shit and leave. I was probably the fastest, checking my watch it was 17hr 50m which meant Tōru had been playing for at least twenty minutes, and I was gonna make it before it ended.
I grabbed my things and about as quickly as I could, changed out of my cleats and into an old pair of sneakers I only ever wore outside because I didn't care how dirty they got. I threw on my jacket and ran to the street in front of Seijoh to try to get a taxi so I didn't have to try to run to the Sendai City Gym.
That, was where my luck ran out. The streets were empty, not a taxi in sight which meant I had to call for one and wait for it to show up. Thankfully there was one nearby and it didn't take too long to show up but I was losing time. The driver handed me a towel she had on hand and told me to dry myself off as well as I could because she didn't want water all over her cab. I apologized profusely as I did my best to dry myself off.
We arrived at the gym a handful of minutes later, the kind taxi driver giving me a disposable umbrella she had, telling me to not get drenched again. I thanked her over and over while I gave her some cash for the ride, and ran as fast as I could to the gym's entrance. When I got there I quickly changed out of my disgusting shoes, shoving them into my bag and pulling out a cleaner pair of hightops to wear. I ran into the bathroom to take a look at myself, running my hands through my hair a few times and dabbing off some residual rain and sweat that I'd missed while in the taxi.
When I deemed myself mostly presentable I jogged through the building until I heard the sounds of volleyball. There were a few different sections that had teams going, and to my luck Tōru's was the last one I checked. I ran up the stairs leading to the bleachers, but didn't bother to find a seat, I just got as close as I could to where Tōru was on the court.
I looked at the score, it was the third set, and about in the middle from what I knew about the volleyball score system. I looked around the court, recognizing a few players on the other team from what I had heard, and noting the positions of everyone on Tōru's team.
To my joy, he was going in to serve next. I tried calling out to him, but the crowd of Seijoh supporters drowned me out. Luckily I caught Iwaizumi's eye, a grin appearing on his face when he realized that I'd made it. I couldn't hear anything he was saying, but as the team was quickly transitioning he got Tōru's attention and pointed up at me.
When his eyes met mine, I could immediately see a change in his demeanor, his eyes lighting up with a vigor unlike anyone else. He made a small heart with his hands as he walked back behind the court line, I returned the gesture, and Tōru started his serving routine.
The rest of the game flew by, it really was one of the most captivating volleyball games I'd seen. Both teams fought viciously; any bystander could feel the hunger between the two teams, but our team's skill was just higher than the other's. The match ended with Seijoh on top, 33-31, and upon their win I ran down to the entrance to the gym so I could meet Tōru.
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I had been beyond crestfallen when I'd gotten the text from y/n saying that they had a practice match. It had been ages since they'd come to one of my games, so I was really looking forward to having him here, but I should've known that something would come up.
Iwa thinks that's why we lost the second set, because I thought y/n would have arrived by then, but ultimately didn't show. If I'm being honest, I had given up on them showing up, I knew he wouldn't abandon his team or a practice match just to watch my game.
To say I was shocked when Iwa yelled at me to look in the stands, is a major understatement. When I saw them there, waving and smiling at me from the stands, nearly falling into the court from leaning so hard against the rail, I knew my heart skipped a beat or two. He looked a bit crazy, if I had to guess it was raining and he just sped from his game to here without changing. They looked fantastic in their soccer uniform, the jersey being a bit snug helped show off some of his great features, plus his skin glistened from the rain and probably sweat that coated his skin. That is, not to mention, the look on his face as they watched me, pride and love just emanating from his eyes and smile.
I felt a new energy run through me after I saw them, and we battled the shit out of Karasuno, but they held their ground. I was almost happy for Tobio, he played...better than he used to. I wouldn't say well or great, but he was improving if ever slowly.
When the match ended and we thanked the fans, I didn't see y/n up there anymore, but I wasn't worried. I knew where they'd be.
As we wrapped things up, I half-ran to the entrance of the gym and saw my lovely partner waiting for me. They nearly tackled me in a hug, telling me how proud they were and how incredible the game was. It felt amazing to hear that, and to know that they actually had seen me play rather than had just heard me tell him about it.
I kissed him when he had paused, and I could feel him smiling beneath my lips. He laced his fingers together and rested them on my lower back, keeping me closer to them while my hands were on his face. We stayed like that for a few minutes, trading kisses and just enjoying the moment we had together that came so rarely.
Eventually, y/n pulled their face away from mine and watched my eyes for a handful of seconds before he decided to say anything.
"I told you I'd be here." They said, a slight smirk emerging on their face.
I rolled my eyes, "You said that you'd be able to watch the whole thing! You only got to see the last half of the final set!" He pulled his hands off of my back and put them up in front of him defensively.
"Hey it's not my fault! I checked my email again and I didn't see anything from anybody about a match today! I really did think I had the day off from practice matches!" I sighed as dramatically as I could, and let the topic drop.
Though suddenly remembering what he'd looked like when they'd got here I asked, "Why did you look soaked when you got here? And you're still in your uniform and your hair is..." My eyes widened a bit, and y/n laughed, coming his hands through their wet hair a few times, catching a snag or two from whatever had gotten it so wet and frazzled.
"We were still playing our match when it started just dumping rain, and the coaches canceled the rest of it. Since it was just Date Tech and they're not too far away, they didn't feel bad about canceling the match rather than trying to move it inside." I hummed, that made enough sense. "I had to call a taxi to get here though, and that poor driver was so mad at me for getting in her car soaked through, so she tossed me a towel and a disposable umbrella and I tried to dry off before I got here." They gestured to the somewhat dryer parts of their uniform, but shook their head chuckling in defeat. "I guess I didn't do a great job."
"Yeah you're gross, and in desperate need of a shower and dry clothing." Y/n only aggressively nodded, but claimed that all of their stuff was either still in his locker at the school or super dirty and in his bag.
I was trying to think of something to do when Iwa joined us, laughing at y/n's state. They joked back and forth about how gross the other looked, when Iwa tossed me my duffle bag. "You left this in the gym, I thought maybe you'd forgotten it. And dude," He said shaking his head at y/n, "You seriously gotta do something, you smell like shit."
"Thank you so much Iwa I had no idea, your input is so appreciated and valued and will be thought about heavily throughout the rest of my life." Y/n loudly and sarcastically proclaimed.
"Damn right!" Iwa sneered back, their bickering finally coming to an end. Iwa excused himself to help pack up the team's things, and it was just me and y/n again.
Looking down at the bag Iwa had thrown to me, I had an idea. "Y/n," I said, gathering his attention from his previous interaction, "I've got a spare club t-shirt and a pair of sweats in here that you can wear after you rinse off. I'll just put my jacket on and wear my uniform on the way back."
He tried to protest, insisting that I get changed since I just finished a game, but I wouldn't have it. Y/n was almost shivering and I could tell he was trying to hide it, they were barely dry from the rain, and they'd worked hard during the practice match not that long ago. When he'd conceded, I showed them where the showers were and left my bag with him, deciding to just sit outside the room and wait for him.
I pulled out my phone, and found that there were a handful of notifications from different social apps and my messages. I checked my messages first, seeing that they were nearly all from y/n, he'd texted me what they thought of a play every time it happened. I smiled, that was one of their more adorable habits. The other notifications were mentions from pictures that y/n had added to their stories or had just posted of me and the team.
I loved having y/n here to watch my games, I loved having their support and their love during these important times of my life. It meant the world to me that they supported me through all of this, even if they couldn't watch the game live. I could only hope to return the favor the next game they had.
Y/n emerged from the washroom, now looking much more put together, and also looking quite well in my clothes. They were a bit small on them in a few places, but I knew they wouldn't mind, and I certainly didn't care either.
"I saw your messages, and the stuff you posted, all very cute!" I grinned, him smiling back at me and taking my free hand, helping me stand up.
"I've gotta let the world know how proud and lucky I am to be with you." I felt my face flush, and he took the opportunity to land a quick kiss on my lips before pulling me towards the exit of the building. "Come on sunshine, we can't keep everybody waiting, they'll start making up stories."
I knew he was right, and together we went back out to meet everyone else.
#haikyuu#haikyu imagines#Oikawa tōru#Oikawa x reader#Oikawa x m!reader#Oikawa x male reader#aoba johsai#seijoh#volleyball#imagine#fluff#oneshot#haikyuu x male reader
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The Redfields are sleeping over [Resident Evil Contemporary AU]
Claire Redfield x Chris Redfield x GN reader HEADCANONS
A/N: there are NO sexual or romantic themes. Enjoy the good time and have fun reading this! The link to the spotify playlist is on the title.
TW: reader and Chris are the same age (19) and both are nic addicts. Slight mentions of alcohol and cigarettes usage, along with swearing from time to time. If ur not comfortable, feel free to skip the paras that mention this.
Btw y'all live in Raccoon City and the outbreak had never happened.
𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊
⛧ your parents are on a business trip this weekend and allowed Chris and Claire to sleepover as much as they want
⛧ you guys had planned this moment for weeks already
⛧ ''No sleeping bags allowed and NOBODY sleeps on the floor. My bed is big enough for all of us!''
⛧ even if Claire is six years younger than you, her presence doesn't bother you at all. she's actually like a little sister to you and spending the weekend together has never sounded this good!
⛧ using the money you all put up together, Chris went out the night before and bought the snacks. he also managed to sneak in a few beer cans, a whole 34oz bottle of vodka and some other stuff that if Claire finds out about, she'll tell her parents and her big brother is going to be in some big big shit
⛧ the night starts straight wild. The neighbours come by from time to time, but after the third visit you decided to just ingore the loud pounds on the door.
⛧ Chris comes closers to you and whispers ''I had to suck some good dick to get these without and ID.'', then passes you a pack of Dunhill Blues. His words made you laugh your lungs out.
⛧ Just Dance, Mortal Kombat and Karaoke made your whole night
⛧ your and Chris' special song is Telephone by Lady Gaga. No one else is allowed to sing it. He sings Beyoncé's part and you Gaga's
⛧ the music y'all chose is such a vibe i swear
⛧ Chris made the playlist and you sent the songs
⛧ he's a sucker for oldies, especially Modern Talking and y2k europop
⛧ Jill comes over after you told her to and she spent the friday night with you all
⛧ while smoking on the balcony, trying do hide from Claire, she finds you and Chris outside and threatens her big bro she'll tell mom if he won't let her do his makeup
⛧ you locked the doors, Jill cuffs his hand and feet with some scarfs and Claire makes the magic happen
⛧ he's so slay istg😻 claire took the photo and sent it to their family group chat
⛧ Claire gets bored first and goes to sleep around 3AM the second night
⛧ you and Chris insert the big ass speakers from the living room into the bedroom and blast machinegun sounds to wake her up. She stars crying on the spot
⛧ y'all get hungry and try cooking some fancy meal, but you ended up almost burning the kitchen
⛧ around 5AM the deep thoughts start to kick in, so you go out and things get serious. No laughs, no jokes, just sentimental moments that bond your friendship even more
⛧ ''So? Did you guys had fun this weekend?'' your parents ask.
''Eh, it was alright."
⛧ whatever happened those nights it's in the past and it should never be brought up, especially near your parents.
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ㅤIdk about you, but I had so much fun writing this. I always imagine how nice life would be if I had a sleepover from time to time with the Redfields. Also, they've been through so much pain that i hope that in a paralel universe they get to party and relax all of the time.
ㅤI hope you enjoyed it and please don't hesitate to request me anything you want. I love recieving ideas.
xoxo
#first post#headcanon#resident evil headcanons#imagine#resident evil#jill valentine#chris redfield#claire redfield#resident evil series#contemporary au#sleepover#chris redfeild x reader#claire redfield x reader#jill valentine x reader#gender neutral reader
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jealous?? dunno
this is my first time writing fanfics so I apologize. Hope you'll like it!
13+ no bed scenes just kissing and some words.
Avatar!Quaritch x Female!avatar!reader
You were make your weapon sharper then suddenly heard a scream, you got that something was on. You ran to the place where was noice, you saw sky people, and avatars but they were hurting other avatars, so you tried to fight them, but they got you because you were fighting with not only one person. You were pissed because you couldn't save your people.
: Oeru txoa livu.(forgive me)
I said that to the Tonowari and Ronal, they smiled and nodded to you.
Quaritch noticed it, and did sign to make me stand up, people who were holding you made me stand up, I was upset and wasn't even looking at Quaritch.
*Quaritch smirked*
:I see, what's your name, girl?
:None of you business, skxawng.(idiöt)
he turned serious and stopped smiling, he told his people to leave, mean that they're leaving
My emotion was visible, I was mad happy, I smiled slightly to Tonowari and Ronal, they smiled.
Quaritch was looking at me for the whole time, then, I noticed that someone was looking at you. I saw Quaritch coming to me, and suddenly he took you, I was upset but got over it quickly.
*I sighed. *
: What's wrong? *he smirked*
I ignored him to the whole time they were going.
They put me in some room, similar where was Spider, I were just sitting because being aggressive or whatever, won't make them free me. Quaritch came in the room
:Hey, how're you doing?
I ignored him, and turned my head other way,
he turned my head back with his hand.
Q:look, I'm not going to do anything with you, unless you try to escape,well, I need you to help me with something.
Y:Me and help you? nah I'd rather die here than helping you.
Q:that's not a big deal, come-on, you don't have a choice.*smiling*
Y:still a no.
Q:let me say a favor, don't be a kid.
Y:go on, then.
He smiled slightly
Q:I need you to teach me more Na'vi things, as soon as possible.
Q:Please?
Y:you don't look like you could learn anything
he looked at me seriously
Q:When are we starting?
Y:I don't care, stupid.
Q:Then, shall we start? *slight smile*
i started teaching him words, phrases and teached how to ride animals, etc.
When he jumped on Ikran i was sure that no one is looking at me , because all of his people were looking at him, i wanted to try to escape, i have pretty good skills with jumping etc.
I climbed up kinda high, but not, they were looking for me, I was about to leave, but wanted to learn more about Quaritch, so i can fight and defeat him properly, and from that high i decided to call him.
Y:HEY!! YOU!!! I'M HERE, C'MON CATCH ME IF YOU CAN! *you smiled and winked at him when he noticed.*
he looked at me slightly shocked and mad(?)
Q:Get out of there, I'm not going to run for you.
Y:..oh...then, I'll be going home then, bye babygirl!
I turned away and pretended to leave, but I just climbed up on the tree.
He got nervous mad and shocked at once, he sended everyone who was with him to get me, and started climbing up too.
When they get up here he was mad because he thought I left
I chuckled
Y: quiet-Nah.. why's he so dumb *I smiled with my teeth*
something got behind me and scared me so I screamed and fell right into Quaritch's hands
Y:FUCK! THIS AIN'T FUNNY AT ALL
He didn't understand what happened. I fastly jumped of his hands and climbed up on that tree to check who or what was there.
Q:Hey, get off there we..already know you're here.
Y:shut up for a bit I gotta check something.
Y:*..damn, I could prank him again...even if he will be mad as fuck, I don't really care about it, slay*
I yelled on purpose, like someone did something to me, but when I tried to get higher I got my leg injured a little
Y:Damn, that's hurts bithc
Q:Are you okay?
I jumped of a tree, but my leg didn't hurt, but blood and injury was still on my leg tho
he looked at you pissed, but he looked like he was scared for me
you smirked and laughed
Q: you got injured and me pissed.
Y: C'mon man, it's fine I can treat my injury myself and about other I absolutely don't care..damn
he looked at you mad and jealous and closed his face with his hand, he looked very pissed.
I saw that face expression
Y:Damn, why so mad? it's just a joke, let's already go, or I will lose all my fucking blood *chuckle*
he looked at me through the slit of his fingers.
Y:Hey, what's your name?
I looked at Lyle, and he replied
Y:Okay Lyle, please, let's go, tell your friend that my wound won't treat itself. *I turned tired and serious*
he walked away, telling everyone that we're leaving, even thought Lyle always walks with Quaritch, we were walking together.
Y:psst, Lyle, what's his name? I just didn't have a time to ask him.
L:Quaritch. Colonel Miles Quaritch.
|||sorry if the name is wrong|||
Y:Thanks man.
Y:Also,is he always that serious, or mad? dunno
L: Actually, no-
Quaritch turned around and saw us together talking, he looked upset even more damn.
Q:Lyle, come here right now.
Lyle left, and I was walking alone
when we got back, I was super tired, and came in my "room" as fast as possible, and sit in the corner and tried to sleep. Then I felt cold the door opened and Quaritch walk in, he still was upset looking. I looked at him with empty expression, and then stood up, We had eye contact, but he looked away.
Y:what did you wanted hmm?
Q:I- *cough*..nevermind, yes I wanted to learn more.
Y:fine let's do it.
I was tired but strong, so being tired is nothing for me, and suddenly I thought about home, I was thinking how everyone without me? happy? sad? I hoped that I'll get home soon.
I started teaching him, it was starting to get funny and I got good mood,and he's too.
When we ended, he was about to leave, but when I layed and was ready to fall asleep, he stopped and looked at me, my eyes were closed and I didn't knew he didn't leave
Y:Ah, I hope that I'll go home soon, I really hope they're miss me, hah that's obvious, I'm the best only!
Quaritch smiled and left.
The next day when he came in the room, I was working out ofc, even thought I have abs doesn't mean I won't workout.
He watched me doing it, until I end
Y:hah..that was okay.
I looked at him, and sat down, so I could listen to what he want.
Q: Let's go, be ready.
Y: Woah, okay Miles!
He looked at me with tense eyebrows
We left, and I understood that we're going back home
I was happy and he saw that, all the time we flied he was looking at me and doesn't even hide it, I noticed that he looking at me, so I looked at him imperceptibly, I saw that he was breathing heavily. Then I looked at him opened and he looked away as he coughed, he turned away, making it like he looking where we already are.
When he turned around Lyle was standing at his back, Lyle scared Quaritch a bit
I saw it and was holding my laugh and I punched table and then laughed..I coughed a lot then
Quaritch saw it, he was about to come to me, but my eyes were at Lyle and it looked like my eyes were telling Lyle to get me so we could leave and Quaritch won't beat me up/jk
Lyle ran and took my hand and we ran away.
L:Wait, if he won't beat you, then he will beat me?!
Y:You should've thinking before doing.
I was sitting relaxed, but Lyle was in other place, Quaritch came there , my eyes were closed, and I didn't looked like I was about to open them.
Q: We're here, let's go
I opened my eyes and we walked together. While we were walking he was saying things he was learning.
Y: Well, you're all good, mind already free me up?
Quaritch looked at me and walked away without an answer
Y: Ey Lyle come here!
Lyle was walking with Quaritch, when I called him he turned around and came to me.
Quaritch looked at us jealously-madly obv. I layed my hand on Lyle's shoulder, that made Miles more jealous than earlier. Lyle saw jealous miles and told me that, Lyle was close to me and that made Miles EVEN MORE JEALOUS OML.
We both saw that, and it looked like he would kill both of us, we turned away and go back a little to go not so close to Quaritch.
Y:Fuck..I think we're in huge troubles
L:at least not only me
Y:Stupid
When we were done, we came back in place, I was looking at what other people were doing because they wasn't telling me to be in my "room"
I decided to go to other place, when I came in, I saw Quaritch. I made look like I didn't saw him, I came to other people and talked to them. While I was talking to them Miles was looking at me and drinking something.
Nn:you know, we have new clothes for you, it's in [ ] , go and wear it, ok?
Y:Alright, hope it's hot madame
The woman I was telling that laughed. I left.
I wore that new clothes, it sure was hot, when I came back to that girl Quaritch still was there and he was talking with some people who we're flying with.
I came in and Miles looked at me, he coughed, I walked to that woman from earlier.
Nn:You look awesome! Do you like it?
Y:Yes, I'm so hot.
Nn:haha! you're right!
Q:[ ], come here.
Y: okay, see you madame !
I walked to Quaritch he looked at me from bottom to top, someone distracted me and I wasn't paying attention , but while I was distracted Quaritch saw breathing heavily and he closed his face with his hand because he turned red.
When I was back with him, I looked at him.
Y:Ey,Why're you covering your face Quaritch?
He started breathing even more heavily, because he was down when you were calling him by his name LOL. He didn't say anything and quickly left, I decided to follow him, I was doing it quietly.
He walked in empty room, I listened from the door. I heard him still breathing heavily and mumbling something. I was about to leave because it was boring, but suddenly I heard him groan a little and saying my name. AND NO, he wasn't doing anything just yk.
I was actually traumatized/jk and ran away, he heard that someone was there and left. He didn't saw anyone and didn't think someone was listening to him. When he came in the same room as me. I wasn't able to look at him after that, I just left the room when Quaritch came in, he saw it.
I started ignoring him, or just whenever he came to me or tried to talk to me, I was leaving quickly, because I was embarrassed about what I heard.
I was outside it was so cold outside that there was steam, I was breathing and Quaritch walked outside too, I wasn't looking and I didn't knew who came. I wasn't in clothes and it was kinda cold where we was. He saw me without any, even thought the cold was not a problem to avatars he still got scared and took my hand and take me inside. I looked at him smiled slightly and left. I came to a random woman and I was bored so I decided to talk to her and make Miles jealous LMAO.
I came to her, I grabbed her chin up to me, and said hi in some flirty way
Y:heya lady! how're you doing ?
Nn: I- haha, I'm alright! *she smiled*
I smiled back and we were talking, I looked at Quaritch and he sure was jealous , he was looking at me like I did something illegal.
I was walking and making circles, because I was bored.
Y:Hey, Quar- *Nah shit* I meant Lyle, how close we are to the place?
Lyle answered, and Quaritch glared at me, I looked at him nervously and sighed.
I rested on some chair, the chair was too small for an avatar so I fell, but Miles catch me. It was awkward, I stood up
Y:Uh, thanks, man?
We flied to the place, it was high there, when we get out we were walking and came to General Ardmore. Quaritch and She were talking, and I was having fun, jumping and walking everywhere. Suddenly he was me became serious, and I left in some room after asking something from somebody. I was working out because I was bored. When he finished talking to General Ardmore, he came in the room and saw me doing push-ups. I was doing for a quite long enough I was already sweaty. I noticed that he came but I didn't pay attention cause I was busy. When I finished I was out of breath and groaned not that loud because I was tired.
The atmosphere was awkward because no one talked. He coughed and left
Y:He's weird lately damn.
He walked in the bathroom and locked the door. He was breathing like a lot more heavily bruh😭✋🏻
He was hrd and couldn't get calm because he couldn't stop thinking about you, he almost groaned and he wasn't able to imagine that you don't belong to him, you wanted all of you to be his.
At that time, you already took a shower and your hair was a little wet. Quaritch calmed down, when he walked out of the room he saw you and Lyle talking to each other, we was quite close by now.
He was looking jealous and obsessive at me, I felt that look, the feeling was like he almost made a hole in me, I came closer to Lyle and asked him to look if Miles looks at me, Lyle looked at Miles and saw him looking at me like a some kind of psycho lol.
Lyle whispered me and I looked at Miles, when I looked at him he quickly turned away.
At night, Quaritch was ready to sleep and looked if everyone was asleep, everyone was except for me. He entered the room, I looked at him and he looked at me and asked why I'm not sleeping.
I ignored the question, at that time Miles looked kinda attractive.
Y:Yo, you're attractive babygirl, hahha
I said that as a joke and thought he would understand, be he didn't. He blushed a little and bite his lower lip, he was looking at me intensive.
it was awkward and I was already feeling nervous and then he started walking closer to my bed, I smiled nervously at that time. He was Infront of my bed and we both had an eye contact.It was visible that he was nervous, he wanted to leave because of embarrassment but he didn't because then he won't have a chance, maybe.
He took my wrist and grabbed my chin, I could hear how he was breathing.
Q:*My heart is beating so fast..sh¡t*
I wanted to say something but he kissed me like it was his last kiss, even thought we just kissed he groaned. We were kissing for a long time and he didn't let me breathe, when I was out of breath and tried to hit him with my other hand he grabbed another wrist, and then I bit his tongue. I was looking at him weirdly and nervous, he was embarrassed and nervous because he was thinking that now I have bad thoughts about him. He was about to leave but I grabbed his hand and pushed him closer and kissed again. We were just kissing and we ended up just sleeping.
THAT'S IT, sorry for such typical plot, it's my first time writing, and you can give me some tips or ideas If u want, and English isn't my first language so, sorry!!
#stephen lang#reading#fiction#avatar quaritch#quaritch x reader#miles quaritch#avatar the way of water#fanfiction#fanfic#colonel quaritch
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Protector;
Pairing: All hashira x hashira reader
Content warning: swearing
Word count: 2.5k
Readers gender: Female
Summary: you’ve always looked up to your hashira as a sibling because of everything they do for you.
This was requested by @multifandom-hcs!
Masterslist-
Kyojuro-
He has always looked out for you
He always makes sure you’re fed.
He gave you a home.
He has risked his life for you many times before.
You were raised by descends of the moon, your parents were high ranked demon slayers who slayed a lot of demons together. Due to them slaying so many demons they’ve always been on the run with you, but they were aware that they could only run so far before it caught up to them. You were soundly sleeping one night when you heard glass shattering, you shot up from your sleep suddenly aware of the danger. You got up quietly and walked out of your room, what you saw horrified you. You saw your mother attacking your father looking like a demon, you let out a scream and ran outside. Though your parents prepared you for their death, they never taught you how to survive through it. You felt a quick gust of wind then silence in your house, you slowly started walking back to your house. When you walked in you saw a tall man with yellow and orange hair standing over your parents, “Sir..” you spoke quietly peaking your head from behind your door. “Hello child! I am the flame hashira Kyojuro Rengoku! Do you know these people?” He asked with a small grin turning to face you, “they are my parents..” you spoke looking down feeling tears run down your cheeks. “Chin up little one, you can come with me!” He spoke with a closed eye smile.
You were 11 when that happened; you are now 16. You’ve been the moon hashira for two years with the help of Kyojuro. He allowed you to stay with him and his brother while he helped you enhance your skills, with the help of letters your parents left behind you were able to learn how to become the moon hashira. “(Y/n)! Senjuro! Dinner is done!” Kyojuro yelled from the kitchen. The two of you raced down the hall to get his food; he was a good cook. Kyojuro stood at the counter with his apron on with a closed eye smile, “Eat up guys!”
Sanemi-
He takes his time to train you
He always feeds you after training.
He gave you your own space at his home.
He gets overprotective.
You are the flame Hashira, you took the position once your brother Kyojuro died to Akaza. You’ve since held a grudge against demons, which is why you took after his spot. Senemi has been a big help on your success, whenever you aren’t with Senjuro, you are with him training or hanging out. He’s aware of your situation and he tries his best to help you. “It’s time to train, are you ready?” Sanemi approaching you, you nodded standing up from the place you were sitting. You were having a rough day today because of your “father” he’s still in his grief.
You were sloppy, and Sanemi didn’t fail to notice it, “you’re sloppy today kid, what’s up?” He asked swinging his sword toward you, you dodged you attack while responding, “it’s nothing.” You spoke trying to focus more. “Do you need to stay with me tonight?” He asked trying to swipe your feet from under you, you jumped up flipping over his body to hit him with the sword, “Yes please.” You spoke backing away from the fight.
Sanemi prepared dinner for the two of you, you enjoyed his cooking quite a bit. “Thank you Sanemi-San!” You spoke happier now with food, “no worries kid, now tell me what had you so sloppy earlier.” He spoke giving you a “stern” look. “It’s just my father, that’s all.” You spoke looking down at your food, “if things ever get too bad you know you can stay with me, right?” He asked patting your head as he put away his plate. “I know, thank you Sanemi-San!” You spoke with a bright smile, greatful for the wind hashira.
Tengen-
He is serious, but funny.
His wives are sure to send you home with food.
They are sure to make you feel at home.
He gets very serious when it comes to you.
“You have to be more flamboyant!” Tengen spoke as the two of you were training together, he’s your favorite Hashira to hang around with, him and his wives helped make you feel accepted. “I feel like you’re projecting.” You spoke with a laugh striking him with your sword softly. “I feel like you’re about to lose with a boom.” He spoke with a smirk as he threw one of his beads toward you, you were quick to deflect it and use a move of your own. “Moon breathing 6th form: Crescent boom!” You spoke moving at a quick rate to connect your attack, it wasn’t strong enough to hurt anyone, so Tengen was willing to let you try it on him. “It’s getting better kid! 50 more times and you’ll start doing significant damage.” He spoke jokingly already starting to feel the effects of the attack, “Let’s go get some food.” He spoke patting your head.
You sat at a table with Tengen and his wives, “Thank you so much!” You spoke to all of his wives grateful for the food, Tengen knew that you’ve never really had a stable home, your father is always coming and going and your mother is dying of an illness. “Do you want to stay with us tonight dear?” Hinatsuru asked with gentle grin. “I must go take care of my mother, but I appreciate the offer!” You spoke with a smile. “We will send her home with food, don’t worry.” Makio spoke before continuing to eat. Tengen just smiled at the scene, he’s always looked at you as his younger sister, to see you getting along with his wives is a plus. “Well, I should be going now, I don’t want to keep my mom waiting.” You spoke beginning to clean up after yourself, the wives made you several plates while Tengen gave you a bracelet on your way out, “here, that way you always have me even when I’m not there.” He spoke handing you the bracelet with a smile. You felt a tear roll down your face as you accepted the gift, “thank you Tengen-San, truly” you said before throwing yourself in his chest, unable to control your emotions. He was your big brother; he will always be with you.
Shinobu-
She took you in once she lost her sister
She teaches you in grave detail.
She insists on you staying with her
She tries to treat you like an adult.
“Can I have the bandages over there?” Shinobu asked you once she was finished with Zenitsu’s wounds. “Okay!” You spoke with a smile glad to help her. Shinobu has been with you since you joined the demon slayer core, when her sister died she became a completely different person, she saw that I was in danger and she helped me. My father was an abusive drunk who would beat you, your mother was nowhere to be seen, the only thing left of her was a journal she left you on how to use your family’s breathing style. Shinobu helped you go through that book, and helped you learn how to use your breathing to the fullest. You’ve stayed with her since she brought you in, she’s very much like a sister you never had.
“Healing is an art, you just have to perfect it.” Shinobu spoke as she began to teach you how to use medicine, on top of her teaching you your breathing style. “Can we have a break Shinobu-Kan! We���ve been at this for so long, I’m so hungry!” You whined laying your head the table the two of you worked at, “I suppose, go to your room and get cleaned up, then we can eat.” She spoke with a gentle smile standing up.
Once you were done you shared the evening with the girls at the butterfly mansion not wishing to change a thing, these girls were your sisters, you would never trade them for the world.
Mitsuri-
She takes you for her favorite dessert religiously
She always has your back with fashion.
She always defends you
She taught you how to achieve you greatest strength.
“Hey! Leave her alone you little shit!” Mitsuri yelled at one of the lower ranked demon slayer bashing you, most think that you killed your parents for their spot, almost everyone resents you. “She’s the one who killed her-“ the kid didnt get to finished before he was grabbed by the shirt and pulled up by Mitsuri, “finish that sentence, I dare you.” At this point the pink haired girl was fuming, she knew what happened to your parents and it was far more sinister than that, one of the upper rank demons came into your house and killed your parents right infront of you. “I’m sorry! Please forgive me!” The boy yelled sobbing in the air. Mitsuri threw the boy on the ground still angry, “come on (y/n), I’ll treat you to some Sakura Mochi!” She spoke with a closed eye smile. You simply nodded walking with the pink haired girl.
“I’m sorry for what that kid said to you, you know it’s not true right?” She spoke trying to reassure you, you could only nod, though you know it’s not your fault it’s not easy dealing with the treatment you receive. “We can get you a new Haori while we are out! Maybe something that fits you more.” She spoke trying to get some conversation out of you, “maybe.” You shrugged, though you appreciated the effort, it was still hard as ever. “You know, you can achieve you greatest strength by thinking about all those who look down on you, you will see how much better it makes you feel.” She spoke genuinely patting your head, “Thank you Mitsuri! I will always think about that in a fight!” You spoke attempting to bring your spirits up.
After the two of you shared some of her favorite dessert the both of you walked around the district trying to find you something cute, you’ve always had a crush on Senjuro and you’ve been thinking about making a move, Mitsuri has been a great help, “look! Do you think he would like that one Suri?” You asked pointing at a beautiful pink Haori. “He’d be dumb not to.” She spoke dragging you in asking for your size; she has always been the big sister you needed in life.
Giyuu-
He actually speaks to you.
You help him realize his worth and vice versa.
He feeds you.
He supports you regardless.
“It’s time to eat kid.” Giyuu spoke walking outside to see you sitting alone, “okay, I’ll be there in a second.” You spoke still not facing him. “Hey, what’s wrong kid.” He spoke sitting down beside you, noticing something was off. You looked at him with tears going down your face, “I’m not worthy of taking my mothers place as moon hashira, I will never amount to who she was.” It has been years since your mothers death, but since she died protecting you, you’ve always taken it hard. “She would be proud of the woman you are, you’ve grown to be such a skilled moon hashira.” He spoke patting your head, “now come on, let’s eat.” He spoke with a smile.
The two of you sat at the table talking about your new crush, Kanao. “What about how the others will feel!” You yelled feeling scared, he simply shook his head. “It shouldn’t matter how others feel, if you feel happy, go for it.” He spoke as he began to clean up his food. “Thank you Giyuu.” You spoke finishing the food he made for the two of you, “you’re welcome kid, you know I’d always support you.”
[this one is a little short, but I felt like it was sweet]
Gyomei-
He tries his best to teach you
He takes you under his wing
He always pats your head to let you know he’s proud of you.
You have always been around the Stone Hashira since you can remember, Gyomei has always been good with kids, and you were always there since your father was the moon hashira. He always trusted Gyomei because he can tell that he’s good with kids, you’ve always helped the man. You describe everything to him, “The sushi we are eating has raw fish: which is kinda pink and slimy, Rice: which is white and small, Avacodo; which is green and smooth, and seaweed; which is a dark green and crunchy.” He smiled picturing what he was eating as he ate it. “We have to go see the master after this, but after that we can go train.” He spoke as he stood up cleaning both of your plates.
“Stay right here, I’ll be out in a moment.” He spoke as he stepped in the masters room. “You’re finally not up the stone hashiras ass, what a surprise!” Some kid yelled at you laughing with his friends, you simply sat there unbothered by the behavior. “Hey! Are you deaf or something?” He asked walking closer to you. “Why would I acknowledge stupidity?” You asked looking at the boy approaching you. He finally stopped in your face, he was beginning to say something when he was interrupted “what is going on here?” Gyomei asked able to sense to hostility coming from the boys. “Nothing lord Gyomei!” They spoke in a hurry before running away, “let’s go kid, we got some training to do.” He spoke patting your head. You didn’t know if, but Gyomei was extremely proud to call you his sister.
Obanai-
His snake loves you
He teaches you how to blend in.
He takes his bandage off around you.
He likes to help you.
“You just have to be silent when you’re approaching someone, that’s the key.” Obanai was attempting to teach you how he blends in. You were a little distracted petting his snake though, “alright kid, give me my snake while you go get ready for dinner.” He spoke as he took the snake off your shoulders, you have lived with Obanai for a while now, he taught you mostly everything you know other than your family breathing style.
When you came out you saw Obanai eating with his bandage off. “Thank you Obanai!” You gleamed as you sat down beginning to eat. “How is it?” He asked wanting feedback; he gets very conscious of his food, especially when it comes to you. “It’s amazing! Did you do something different?” You asked noticing your sushi had a good kick to it that it never had before. “Yep! I added a little more spice, was it too much?” He asked a little worried he only made it to his standard. “It’s amazing like I said! You should go around without your bandage more often.” You spoke with a small smile hoping that you could change the boys mind on how he feels about himself. “It’s okay, it’s easier this way anyways.” He spoke looking down. “Okay if you say so! Speaking of, how has you and Mitsuri been? Did she like the socks you made her?” The man began blushing as he spilled every detail to you; he was glad he had a younger sister like you, you would always listen to him.
I’m so sorry if this was shitty! I hope you enjoyed!
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Saw this challenge floating around awhile ago and decided to do it finally. Ngl, sorta lowkey makes me sad a lot of future guards never use other animals very much. Its a complaint I got with Vitani's guard too, since kinda erases everything Kion and his team fought for with bringing in other animals. But thats not here or there I guess. Anyway, here's my version ~ Kirafiki and his siblings had some name changes. Kirafiki is now Shukuru [thank], Joshi is Taurai [talk or speak], Ikki is Bikkita though goes by Ikki for short [anteater] and Teleza is Sune [beautiful angel].
SHUKURU "Thank" - The Fiercest: Shukuru is the secondborn cub of Kiara and Kovu with his siblings Bikkita, Taurai, Sune, Shari and Kali. Shukuru was something of a rival to his brother Taurai and they butt heads often throughout their lives. He looks up to his grandfather Simba and idolizes his father Kovu. He was trained by Vitani and Kion for his role as the Leader of the Lion Guard. He is known to be very serious and has little interest in childish play, in fact, some say even childhood was too childish for him as a cub. He knows how to keep a cool head in tough situations and is rather emotionally constipated, struggling to express his true inner feelings and be vulnerable in the wake of losing his sister Sune. Shukuru has a strong sense of justice and hates seeing animals being wrongfully mistreated, he is strict in upholding the balance of the Circle of Life and vows to protect others in honor of Sune.
AGULU "Fights like a lion" - The Bravest: Agulu is the adopted son of Kion and Fuli and the little brother of his foster sister Nazapa. Born outside both the PrideLands and Tree of Life, Agulu lived with his pack consisting of his parents, siblings and other kin. Stupid and brave to a fault, Agulu taunted a chimpanzee troop oneday and was viciously attacked. They slayed his pack when they tried to protect the pup and Agulu survived though was scarred horribly, losing a back leg in the process. Kion and Fuli found him and took him to Rafiki who saved his life in the nick of time. With no where to go, Agulu stayed with Kion, Fuli and Nazapa but struggled to adjust. Rather broody and grouchy at times, Agulu can be hard to trust others but when he does trust you, he is extremely loyal. He is a fighter and posesses vast courage in the defense of others however can hold grudges and come across as short tempered. He is also rather competitive and enjoys a good challenge.
TAIWO "First twin to taste the world" - The Strongest: Taiwo is the older twin sister born from a single egg, marking her and her younger sister Kehinde special in the eyes of her family. It was obvious to many watching the anaconda twins grow up that they had a rivalry, both proud of their power and strength and often competed over which sister was the strongest. They would do many things to prove it from hunting prey and battling competitors, the twins always came to a standstill as equals. Despite this, Kehinde and Taiwo had a very close bond and never parted ways angry at the other. Oneday, an arguement over who was strongest became out of hand and nothing could stop Kehinde and Taiwo from their fight. From dishing words to dishing blows, the sisters fought. Unfortantely for Kehinde, Taiwo saw red and in the heat of battle, suffocated Kihende to death.
Horrified, her family exiled Taiwo from their home and full of regret, she left without a fight. And without a fight she lived, vowing to never use her strength again... until one day she pondered ending it all on top of a large cliff overlooking the plains, where she then saw a group of animals get attacked by a pack of hyenas, and losing, too, and her thought to be gone courage and selflessness took over her instincts and rushed over to save these innocent animals from certain death. Shukuru and his friends were impressed by Taiwo's strength and invited her to join their team—the Lion Guard. Shocked by Shukuru's offer, Taiwo gave it some serious thought before deciding she would do it. Taiwo now attempts to atone for her sin by doing good in the Lion Guard and remembers to use her strength only in the name of protecting others. Taiwo is kind but quick to anger and very close and protective of those she is close to. After the death of her sister, Taiwo became much softer and peaceful despite her short temper. She is a good listener and willing to bear the burdens of her friends, as she understands how painful burdens came become and wishes to help ease their suffering. She is close to the members of the guard, thankful for their intervention into her life and finds Shukuru is only willing to let his walls down for her, leaving them with something of a special friendship. Taiwo doesn't like violence and tends to try avoiding it due to her trauma but when push comes to shove, she will do what she must to protect her friends and the PrideLands.
NAZAPA "Sacrifice" - The Fastest: Nazapa is the adopted daughter of Kion and Fuli and the big sister of her foster brother Agulu. Her mother came from a faraway land in search of a safe place to have her baby, tired of living in a harsh world where the future looked unkind for the life of her unborn child. A dama gazelle is a rare creature and with their numbers close to extinction, she felt the Tree of Life would be the sanctuary she and her little one sought, a safe haven for rare and sick animals in need of healing or a place to live in peace. However, Makucha, a leopard who loved rare and exotic things, caught wind of Nazapa's mother and chased after her. Right at the cusp of crossing into the safety of the Tree of Life, Nazapa's mother was brutually attacked and barely escaped with her life due to the sudden appearance of Kion and Fuli who'd heard her desperate cries for help. Despite fighting Makucha off, the damage was done and in the combination of the attack and labor, the mother gazelle died not long after bearing her calf. Begging Kion and Fuli to protect her baby, the pair agreed and took in Nazapa, having initially planned to find her a wetnurse to raise the calf before finding they couldn't let the baby go for they'd felt a parental love like no other for Nazapa. They knew it wouldn't be easy, predators raising prey? Who had ever heard of such a thing? They knew it could be done, after all, Simba had grown up with Timon and Pumbaa.
She grew up close to her parents and the other residents of the Tree of Life, forging a bond with Princess Samra and the liger cub Khashi. So it was a sad time for Nazapa when Kion and Fuli decided the Tree of Life was no longer safe for Nazapa to grow up in the wake of the coming war with the tiger kingdom. With a heavy heart, they said goodbye to the Night Pride and made the long journey to the PrideLands; this time not to visit but to live peramantly. It was during this trip they discovered Agulu near the PrideLands and with time also welcomed him into their oddball family. Nazapa found companionship again with her cousins Bikkita, Shukuru, Taurai and Sune, eventually joining Shukuru's future Lion Guard as his Fastest. Despite being raised by predators, Nazapa finds herself not feeling strange by it, having known nothing else her entire life besides this. She sees things in a way prey and predator would never know, holding a respect only rare few have for the Circle of Life. Nazapa is known for her sweet and friendly disposition, not having a mean bone in her body. She is bubbly and happy-go-lucky, often bringing others out of their funks in the worst of times. She is paitient but sometimes come across as naive though has a wisdom many find perplexing.
ARAWAA "Moon" - The Keenest of Sight: Arawaa was born a rarity in her herd of normal, golden giraffes. The daughter of the herd leaders, she was taken as a bad omen. The only one of her kind, it made Arawaa the target of poachers who desired her rare snow white pelt. She grew up longing to look like the other giraffes, envious of their honey colored coats and often was bullied and ostracized for her unique looks. Arawaa's mother and father defended her from their scathing words the best they could but Arawaa knew they couldn't control what the herd thought and said. Oneday, during the night, a group of strange upwalking animals only known in legends as the Mgeni attacked. They kidnapped Arawaa from her herd and shoved her into a roaring monster that stank of strange fire. She struggled in her confines during the long journey that was full of abyse by her captors, chained up in a cage that slid to and fro. It gave her an idea and as the cage slid downward during the latest trip, Arawaa slammed against it with all her might and fell from the back of the Mgeni's monster into the ground. The fall broke open the cage and frantic, Arawaa ran as far and fast as she could before her captors could realize what had become of the young giraffe.
During her quest, she collasped from hunger, exhaustion and her injuries, having been starved and mistreated by the Mgeni during her inprisonment. Arawaa awoke in a new place, one that also had Mgeni though these ones treated her kindly. They tended to her wounds and offered her food and water so she could heal. Arawaa stayed with these creatures for awhile until finally she was deemed strong enough for release. They put a strange tag in her ear and took her away from the wildlife reserve the Mgeni had. There were other animals there, ones Arawaa never saw again but promised her that they were in a good place. She'd given up finding her herd a long time ago and settled for traveling though kept her distance, still feeling like an outcast despite the new lands she'd seen. Arawaa eventually finds the PrideLands and befriends the Crown Princess Bikkita, having found companionship as she too struggled with fitting in with her pride due to her odd looks and disposition. In the process, she meets Shukuru and befriends him as well and with her height and watchful eyes, joins his Lion Guard as the Keenest of Sight. She and Taiwo become friends, bonding over their eyespots and Arawaa is often seen giving Taiwo rides around the PrideLands as the two girls hang out. Arawaa despite her upbringing can be very spunky, snarky and witty, often spewing one liners and jokes that take those who don't know her by surprise. Arawaa is contemplative, especially after the things she had seen that no other animal she'd met could understand, often curious about the world and philosophical. With how small her social circle is, Arawaa can come across as awkward. She is dutiful and vigilant, making her a good Keenest of Sight.
FATIMA: She is HydraCarina 's oc from her comic Heir to Pride Rock.
#fanart#fan art#my art#myart#tlk#tlg#the lion king#the lion guard#lion king#lion guard#tlk2#lion king 2#the lion king 2#lionking#lionguard#oc#ocs
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Happy Friday to you x3 For DADW I'd love to see some Lavellan/Solas with the prompt: “I promise I’ll come back.” Only if you feel inspired to of coruse ^^ Happy writing x3
Hello! Thank you for the prompt!
For @dadrunkwriting
Rating: T (for language, mostly)
Pairing: Lavellan/Solas
Words: 827
Adamant fortress was a day’s ride away, and decisions that had been put off had to be made. Cullen was hunched over a map of the area assembled from old accounts and new scouts’ reports, muttering to himself and moving little models around, with Leliana interjecting things like “No, my scouts report a crumbling wall there, if the sappers attack from this angle…”
Rowan was checking her bow, a new creation from Dagna, a beauty of obsidian and phoenix scales, sparking with a Master Demon-Slaying Rune. The arrows flew from it straight and true and easy as breathing - significantly easier, actually, given the humidity and the smog this deep into the Western Approach, and the knot of anxiety that had taken up residence in her chest since she'd looked at Cullen’s maps and considered the assault she was ‘leading’ tomorrow.
“Have you decided who you will be taking with you?” Cassandra asked.
Rowan nodded. “Blackwall, Varric and Dorian. It’s Warden shit, it’s Hawke shit, it’s Tevinter shit, and they’ll all whine at me if I leave them at home. We’ve got Loghain as another front line fighter, and Hawke-” Is definitely not a blood mage, no sir. “- is a formidable battle mage.”
Cassandra nodded, approving of the choices. “I will alert you when we are moving out. Try to rest before then.”
“Of course. Thanks.”
Rowan returned to practising her shooting, finding that a far easier form of meditation than trying to lie down amidst the hubbub of an army on the march. Not long after Cassandra had left, Solas appeared and took up the Seeker’s position at her side.
“I understand you have chosen the team to accompany you into the Fortress.”
She lowered her bow, wincing. “Yeah. I thought Dorian would serve best as the group mage, given his experience with Tevinter magic. And magisters, in general.”
Solas quirked a brow. “You are quick to assume I have no experience of magisters and their like. But I did not actually come to lament not being selected. No, I came to suggest that you take Cole.”
Rowan blinked. “Yeah?”
“He seems to have some affinity with the place. And given we have such uncertainty regarding the mental state of many of the Wardens, he may be able to provide some insight.”
Rowan shifted her feet, not looking at him. “I don’t know. Isn’t he a spirit of compassion?”
“For all intents and purposes, yes.”
“Doesn’t hurling him at an army and asking him to fight them seem… I don’t know, against his nature?” Her Keeper had given her many lectures on spirits, mostly warnings and stories which always seemed to end in foolish Firsts turning into abominations and destroying their entire Clans.
“I think we can trust him to only hurt those he believes to be hurting others,” said Solas.
Rowan huffed. “And I think there are enough dangerous variables at play to think twice before adding another.”
“I do not believe Cole is dangerous - or at least, would never be a danger to you,” he allowed with a begrudging smile.
Rowan nodded. “All right - if he wants to come, he can. But I’d rather he not directly engage in the fighting if it can be avoided.”
“I am sure you will have the opportunity to brief him yourself.” Solas was silent for a moment, and looked at Rowan with a serious expression. “I understand the plan is for you and your team to fight your way to Warden-Commander Clarel.”
“Yes.”
“Then take this.” He handed over a Lifeward pendant. “You have never been in a battle of this size before, and you must understand how crucial your survival is to the efforts of the Inquisition.”
“Oh Solas, the romance is too much.” Rowan took the pendant, rolling her eyes and grinning. “I never thought you cared so much about - the Inquisition. If I died, what would you do without - the Inquisition?”
Solas frowned. “Forgive me if I would rather not joke about your death.”
“At least your days would be a lot quieter without me pestering you with questions.”
“My days would be empty without you.”
Rowan’s heart swooped a little. Stop it. Stupid heart. But his words had the force of a promise, and his face was set in determination as he stepped in closer, and raised a hand to her cheek.
“The Inquisition would be over without you, and saving the world demands my total dedication,” he said in a quiet voice, “but do not think, for a moment, that my feelings towards you demand anything less.” He leaned in further, touching his forehead to hers, and continued, “You are my vhenan. You are my heart. If you saved the world tomorrow, that would not change.” He traced a thumb over her lower lip, and smiled. “So come back to me.”
Rowan barely nodded, the tiniest movement, but even that could be felt clearly, with how closely they were standing. “I will,” she promised.
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May I request a fic in which Edgar and Sam are cute boyfriends and Alan (being older than Edgar) teases him (playfully)? I would appreciate a lot of blushing Edgar, he might have a stoic front but he's very sweet and smitten around Sam. Preferably some kissing/making out but if you don't want to it's okay. Sam and the Frog brothers hanging out at school, Sam going to the frogs residence and seeing what a shithole it is (bad, cheap neighbourhood, house is messy after the parents come around and the frog bros always clean the house while their parents are out. Their parents are almost never there, the frogs are extremely independent and never ask for help.) And such. You're my favourite writer so I know you'll slay. Thanks in advance! <3
I've been working on this one for a while and it's gone through a lot of changes as I did. I think I managed to hit most of not all of the points you asked for though, though to tone of the thing isn't exactly what I first envisioned. I hope you like it, regardless.
Edgar didn’t really understand the hand holding thing. It wasn’t that he minded exactly, it just seemed a little… unnecessary. Not to mention, it made him worry about things that he had never even considered before; were his hands too warm? Too cold? Were they sweaty? He worried that Sam would judge him for the dirt caught under his fingernails, or the rough skin on the backs of his hands where Sam’s were soft and moisturized, or the scars on his palm from the time he had been careless with the stake-sharpening tools.
And it wasn’t only that. It was inconvenient too. If one of his hands was constantly occupied by hanging on to Sam’s, that meant that he only had one other hand free to grab a weapon with if they came under attack. Sure, he could let go of Sam’s hand and then grab a weapon, but in the heat of the moment, milliseconds mattered. The time that it took to disengage his fingers from Sam’s was all time that a vampire could use to sink its fangs in.
If Sam got bitten because he had been holding Edgar’s hand, Edgar would never be able to forgive himself.
“What’s up with you?” Sam asked.
Edgar glanced at him and shook his head. “Nothing. Why?”
“No reason. You just seem extra-Edgarlike today.”
Edgar bristled at Sam’s use of his name. “What’s that supposed to mean?” He wondered vaguely, at the back of his mind, whether he would be able to use his irritation at Sam’s words to free his hand. It would be useful to have two hands so that he could both hold onto, and turn the page of, his comic book at the same time. He decided against it, he didn’t want Sam to think he was mad with him.
Sam shrugged. “You know, that thing you do with your face?” He pulled an expression that Edgar was one hundred percent certain looked nothing like him. “Something on your mind? Is it vampires?”
Vampires were always on his mind, and it seemed like a better answer than that he was worrying about hand-holding. He nodded. “Yeah, but don’t worry about it. Nothing I can’t handle.”
Sam nodded, looking serious now, brows furrowed as he looked Edgar directly in the eye. “Whatever’s going on, count me in.”
Edgar nodded. Nothing was going on, but he’d had a feeling that Sam wasn’t going to agree to sit out the danger next time. “Maybe,” he told him. “We need to do some more training first.” After all, they couldn’t train while attached at the hand. Two birds with one stone.
“Great,” Sam agreed. “Anytime. Hey, I’m kinda thirsty, you mind if I go grab a glass of water from your kitchen?”
Edgar warily eyed the closed door that separated the store from the living area. It wasn’t too bad back there today, he and Alan had managed to get everything straight before they had opened up, but if he knew Sam, one invite would be taken as a license to wander in and out as he pleased, and that was something that Edgar couldn’t risk.
“It’s okay,” he said. “You stay there, I’ll get it for you.” He let go of Sam’s hand.
“I don’t mind getting it myself, you know.”
Edgar pretended not to hear as he disappeared into the kitchen.
“Hey, Alan?”
Alan glanced up from his sandwich. It had been supposed to be PB&J, but they had woken up that morning to find all the jelly gone, leaving only the peanut butter, and so he had made do. “What?” he asked around his mouthful of food.
“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you and Edgar don’t have a dead body in your house or something do you?”
Alan frowned. He swallowed his bite of sandwich and chased it with a gulp of water. “What?” he asked again.
Sam shrugged. “Well, okay, maybe not that, but is there something really weird in there?”
Alan glanced from side to side. They were sitting outside the school, on a grassy area not too far from the football field. There were other kids around, but nobody was close enough to hear what was being said. Edgar hadn’t shown up yet, leaving Sam and Alan with some rare time alone. Alan shook his head. “There’s nothing weird in there, Sam. What are you talking about?”
Sam shrugged. He opened a packet of potato chips and offered them to Alan, who reached inside and took one. “It’s just, Edgar’s got this weird thing where he never lets me back there. I don’t mind, not really, but the other day I really needed to use the bathroom and he made me go to the public ones on the boardwalk. Said yours wasn’t working.”
Oh. Alan helped himself to another chip and took his time chewing it while he tried to think of what to say. “It really wasn’t working,” he lied. “Our dad called a plumber, they’re fixing it today.”
“Right,” Sam nodded. “So if I ask to use it tomorrow, there won’t be any problem?”
Alan shrugged. “Maybe. It depends on what the plumber says.”
Alan was waiting for him when Edgar walked into the bedroom, two copies of the latest issue of Vampires Everywhere in his hand. He handed one over to Alan, then opened the second copy himself and began to read with a pencil in one hand and a notepad at the ready to jot down any new information about the undead.
He realized somewhere around page four that his brother wasn’t reading. He glanced up. “Hey, am I doing all the work myself tonight?” he asked.
Alan still didn’t open the comic. Instead, he glanced over in Edgar’s direction, a frown on his face. “Did you tell Sam our bathroom was out of order?” he asked.
Edgar nodded. “Yeah. Hey, check out page five, there’s info on human familiars there. I wonder if any of the Santa Carla vamps have them? Might explain why a few of the kids at school hate us so much.”
“I think the kids at school hate us all on their own, it doesn’t mean they’ve been enslaved by vampires.”
“But they might have been,” Edgar countered.
Alan looked thoughtful for a moment, then turned his own comic to page five and began to read. “I suppose they might,” he said. “After all, the vampires can’t come for us during the day, maybe they’re planning to send humans against us instead.”
Edgar narrowed his eyes. “Okay,” he said. “We can’t attack them without proof, so we need to find out how to test them. Keep reading.”
“Edgar, about what you said to Sam…”
Edgar shook his head. “Relax, it’s not really broken, I just told him it was.” That would be the last thing they needed, the budget was already stretched this month, and they were only halfway through. On that note, “Hey, be careful with that comic, okay? I had to order a couple less this week, so we can’t afford to damage any.”
Sam increased his pace to a slow jog so that he could catch up with Edgar and Alan on their way out of school. He slipped an arm around Edgar’s waist and squeezed slightly.
Edgar froze, then turned, spinning out of Sam’s arm and turning to face him, looking ready to fight. Sam instinctively backed off, hands raised defensively. “Sorry. I didn’t…” Was it that they were at school? Was he worried about being seen? Or, worse yet, had Sam misread the whole situation? They had held hands a couple of times, Edgar had refused him entry to his house, they hadn’t even kissed. Maybe…
Edgar rolled his eyes. “Sam, I’m a highly trained vampire hunter, you can’t just sneak up on me like that, it’s a great way to get yourself staked.”
Oh. He hadn’t thought about that. But then, it was the middle of the day, and they were walking out of school. Vampires hadn’t exactly been on his radar. “Right,” he said. “Sunny afternoon, not a cloud in the sky, who wouldn’t think they were being attacked by vampires?”
Edgar frowned. He glanced furtively around them, then stepped closer. “We have reason to believe that the vampires might have human servants around the school. We can’t trust anybody right now.”
“Seriously?” There had been a time, not too long ago, when Sam might have laughed at that. He might have rolled his eyes, nodded sarcastically, then left the brothers to their paranoia. Of course, that had been before he had found out that vampires were real. Now, anything seemed possible.
He glanced around too. Most of the other kids were gone now, the initial rush to escape the confines of the school over and only a few stragglers remaining. Sam eyed them suspiciously. “Any suspects?”
Edgar shook his head. “Yes. Everyone. C’mon, let's get out of here.” He reached for Sam, grabbed him by the hand, and began to head home. Sam smiled to himself, that was the first time Edgar had done that.
“Hey, Edgar?” Sam asked one morning as he and Edgar walked into one of the few classes they shared. “You don’t think I’m one of the vampires’ human servants, do you?”
Edgar stopped walking and instantly turned to stare suspiciously at Sam. “What?”
“Is that what you think?”
“I didn’t,” Edgar told him. “Not until right now. What are you talking about, Sam? You’re not getting the urge to kill me or something, are you?”
“What? No!” Sam shook his head. “It’s just, I wondered if you were testing me. You know how you don’t let me in your house? I thought maybe you wanted to see if I could go in without an invite.”
Edgar shook his head. “Sam, there are so many things wrong that I don’t even know where to begin.” He raised a hand and started counting on his fingers as he made each point. “Okay, first, human servants aren’t subject to the same limitations as vampires. Second, Even if they were, you already know vampires can go in without an invite, they’re just harder to detect that way. Third, If I thought you were reporting back to the bloodsuckers, I wouldn’t let you in the store or anywhere near me or Alan, you might not have noticed this, but you’re there every day. And fourth…” He hesitated, reaching now. He knew there had been another point, but he couldn’t think what it was.
“Fourth?”
“Fourth… Fourth, human servants eat spiders, and the other day you jumped a literal mile when one walked on your hand.”
Sam looked away, embarrassed. “Yeah well, it just surprised me. And I’m pretty sure it was a black widow.”
“It was a normal house spider, Sam. The kind any self respecting Renfield would’ve chowed down on in a second. I know you’re not working for the vampires.”
Sam exhaled, then nodded. “Good. I’m just glad you know that.” He frowned. “But in that case, how come you don…”
“Come on, we’re gonna be late for history, we don’t want a detention.” Edgar told him. He grabbed hold of Sam by the front of his jacket and began to pull him toward the door.
Alan turned the key in the lock, shutting out the last of the customers. Outside the store, the boardwalk was all closing down for the night, the music and screams of tourists riding the rollercoaster silenced, and many of the lights switched off. Edgar cupped his hands on the front window of the store and looked outside, ever-alert for vampire activity.
There didn’t appear to be any right now.
“We need to talk,” Alan said.
Edgar turned to look at him. His brother had his arms folded and a serious expression on his face.”
“Okay, what’s up?” Edgar asked. He turned to busy himself tidying up the new releases shelf as he listened.
“Sam.” Alan told him.
Edgar felt himself freeze. He had known this was coming. He had hoped that he might be able to keep things going for a few more weeks, maybe even longer if he could convince Sam to just accept the way things were. But apparently, he had run out of time. He swallowed. “What about Sam?”
“It’s time,” Alan said.
He didn’t want to do this. He didn’t want to end things. He liked things just as they were.
“You need to invite him into the house.”
Edgar was already shaking his head before he heard Alan’s words. “No, Alan. You don’t get to tell me I can’t…” he paused as he realized the words he had heard were not the ones that he had expected. “What? What are you talking about?”
“He thinks we have something horrible hidden back there. You need to let him in so he can see that we don’t.”
Edgar folded his arms. “We don’t?”
“Well…” Alan shrugged. “Not most of the time.”
Edgar glanced thoughtfully at the door that led to the house. Things were fine back there right now. Alan was right, most of the time there was nothing to worry about. It was the other times, and he knew that once Sam was granted entry, he would wander in and out as though he owned the place, just like he did with the store.
He shook his head. “You know what might happen if he found out.”
From an early age, he and Alan had only had two rules. One, of course, was to destroy all vampires. That one was non-negotiable, and something that they had dedicated their lives to from the moment they had found out about the monsters that plagued their town. The other rule pre-dated that knowledge, and was every bit as important to them. Possibly even more important.
Never let anybody in.
It wasn’t something they had ever discussed, at least not as far as Edgar remembered, it was simply a rule that they had come to by silent mutual agreement. If anybody found out how they lived, they might try to help. Help would mean a report being made to the local authorities. It would mean social workers poking their noses in where they weren’t welcome, and in the absolute worst case scenario, it could mean the two of them being removed from their home, their parents deemed unfit guardians.
Edgar and Alan dealt in worse case scenarios as a matter of course.
Their parents were unfit to look after them of course. That was something that neither brother would attempt to deny, at least not in private. But that was okay, they could look after themselves.
Back when they had been younger, Edgar remembered things being different. He had hazy, disjointed memories of days out, trips to the park, laughing as he was pushed on the swings, begging to go higher and higher until he felt like he was flying. He remembered stomping on Alan’s sandcastles on the beach, and shrinking as he ran from the wave that rushed in from the sea. They were vague, fuzzy memories, the color faded by the passage of time. He didn’t discuss them with Alan, he was afraid his older brother might tell him it hadn’t happened.
But now, things were different.
It was fine. Things were okay. He and Alan could take care of themselves. They had been doing it for as long as he could remember, and in just a few more years they would be legally old enough to keep doing it. But until that day, it was a risk that they had decided not to take.
Teachers were lied to as a matter of course, signatured were forged, and Edgar and Alan had one of the best attendance records in the school, simply because they couldn’t take the risk of anybody asking questions.
“What if he tells his mom?” Edgar asked.
Alan hesitated, appearing to consider it. “She didn’t believe him about the vampires,” he said.
“Not the same thing, Alan. Plus, since their house got destroyed by a vampire attack, she’s probably going to listen to him next time he tells her something. Anyway, I think she’s more likely to believe ‘my boyfriend's parents get high every day’ than ‘the town is infested with vampires’.
Alan didn’t reply. Edgar glanced at him, and was surprised to see that he was smiling. No, more than that, his brother was grinning.
Edgar scowled. “What?”
“You called him your boyfriend.”
Edgar felt the heat rush to his cheeks and he instinctively turned away. “No I didn’t,” he said.
“You did, Edgar. I heard you say it.”
No. Alan was wrong. He shook his head. “I said ‘my boyfriend’s paren…” he hesitated. “I mean… I was being Sam in that scenario. He’s the one that said it, not me.”
Alan nodded. “I know you were. You were pretending to be Sam, talking about you; his boyfriend.”
Edgar loved his brother, he really did, but there were times when he wished that he could just make him disappear with the power of his glare. “Shut up,” he said. He was bright red, he could feel it. He wasn’t embarrassed about Sam, but he hated that Alan could do this to him.
Alan shook his head. “Relax, Edgar. It’s not exactly news to me. I’ve seen the way you two act around each other.” He grinned again. “It’s kinda cute, actually.”
“Cute?” Edgar made an effort to intensify his glare. Maybe, if he tried hard enough, he really would be able to disintegrate his brother. Or at the very least, make him stop talking.
Alan, appearing to sense that he had gone too far, took a step backward. “Maybe that’s the wrong word,” he said.
“You’re damn right it is,” Edgar told him. “I’m a soldier in the never-ending war against the undead. I strike fear into the unbeaten hearts of bloodsuckers. I am not cute.”
“Maybe not when you’re doing all that,” Alan agreed with a shrug. “But when you’re spending hours trying to decide which comic to recommend to Sam next, or when you’re trying to time our journey to school so you ‘accidentally’ meet him halfway there?” He smiled in a way that Edgar could tell was designed to annoy. “It’s nice. I’m glad you’ve finally found someone other than me who’ll put up with you.”
Edgar scowled, feeling himself rising to the bait, but powerless to stop himself. “You’re just jealous because nobody else will put up with you!”
Alan laughed, unbothered by the comment. Edgar wasn’t surprised, the two of them prided themselves on being set apart from the rest of the population of the town. In fact, when Sam had started coming back and hanging around with them like he thought they were friends, Edgar had been annoyed at first.
He couldn’t believe what an idiot he had been.
“Anyway, stop changing the subject,” Alan told him. “You need to let him in the house.”
“And when he tells his mom and she calls a social worker on us? What then?”
“He’s going to notice eventually anyway,” Alan said. “Especially if you keep being cagey about letting him through the door. That’s the kind of thing he’s going to mention to somebody too, by the way. Just tell him why we don’t want anybody to know.”
It felt wrong. He trusted Sam, he did, but at the same time, he had never trusted anybody but Alan his whole life, and so it was difficult to know how much he trusted him. “We don’t let anybody in, Alan,” Edgar reminded him. “We agreed this. I can’t go back on it just because Sam’s…”
“Your boyfriend.”
“No. Well, maybe, but I was going to say frustratingly persistent.”
Alan nodded. “He is that, and he’s already worked his way into our lives. He’s not stupid, he probably knows everything already.” Letting him through the door is just… a formality.”
Edgar folded his arms. “Well, I don’t like it.”
“Me neither,” Alan admitted. “You need to do it anyway.”
“Okay,” Edgar said. He was standing nervously in front of the closed door that led to the back rooms of the comic store. “You can come in, but first you have to promise me something.”
Sam frowned. Edgar looked as though he was on the verge of a panic attack. He wasn’t obvious about it, but there was something about his entire demeanor that just didn’t seem right. Sam looked him up and down, noting the tightly folded arms, the slightly wide-eyed expression, and the way that his fingers tapped nervously on the tops of his arms
This was a kid that Sam had seen creep into a vampire lair and stake a bloodsucker. He had helped to successfully defend the Emerson household against a coven of vampires hell-bent on killing all of them, and he had faced off against a gang of assholes on the boardwalk when they started giving Sam shit the other day. If letting Sam in the house was worrying him this much, there had to be a reason for it.
“It’s okay, Edgar. I don’t have to go in there if you don’t want me to.”
“I do want…” Edgar began, then stopped. He glanced sideways to Alan as though looking for support. Alan moved a little closer, intentionally or not, Sam wasn’t sure, placing himself as an additional barrier between Sam and the door.
“Guys,” Sam told them. “It’s fine, you know. If you have some super-secret vampire slaying stuff back there you don’t want me to see or something.”
The brothers shared a glance. Alan answered this time. “We don’t,” he said.
“It’s just…” Edgar added. “It’s not like your house back there.”
Sam frowned. He was starting to get a bad feeling about something. He took a step backward and leaned against the cash desk. “I didn’t think it would be,” he said. “Y’know, since we live in an old house a mile out of town that’s been completely wrecked by a vampire attack, and you guys live above a comic store on the boardwalk.”
There was another burst of Frog-communication. This one seemed to go on a little longer than normal. Sam glanced from brother to brother, trying to guess what they might somehow be conveying in their series of facial expressions and slight shakes and inclines of the head. He wondered, as he watched, whether theirs was a language that could be learned.
The nonverbal conversation ended with a single word. “Fine.” Edgar briefly unfolded his arms, then folded them again. He stood stiffly, fingers still drumming in a wave on his arm. He glanced around the store in an echo of Sam’s earlier check, and when finding the place free of customers, took a step closer. “You have to promise you’re not going to tell anybody,” he said.
Sam frowned. He glanced from Edgar to Alan, then back again. “Of course not,” he assured them. “I mean, it’s nothing illegal or dangerous or anything, is it?”
The brothers shared another glance. “Promise.” Edgar demanded.
Sam considered his options. He didn’t have many. This was Edgar, after all, and there was no way that he wanted to do anything to jeopardize the very early-stage relationship that he was… maybe 70-80% sure they were embarking on. He could promise, and things could continue on-course, or he could refuse, and things would end there and then.
He couldn’t stand that possibility.
He raised a hand to his heart and nodded. “I promise,” he said.
Apparently satisfied, Edgar reached for the handle and opened the door. He held out a hand to Sam, who took it eagerly, then together, the two of them walked through.
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Eagle — Lee Sangyeon
SYNOPSIS; where sangyeon wants to seal away the readers curse.
PAIRING; hero!sangyeon x villain!reader
GENRE; drama, short story
WORD COUNT; 0.5k
TAGS/WARNINGS; cocky!sangyeon, reader is a dragon, cringe asf, mild language, has the most cliche ending.
AUTHORS NOTE; does this count as beastality? 😭.
the deep inhale and exhale was almost enough to blow sangyeon away as you watched him through the darkness of your widened cave. you could hear him from a mile away as he made little to no effort to be quiet with his steps.
you supposed that he already knew you were aware of his presence.
with the brush of his large torch, your eyes glowed with anger as the man dare step foot into your lair. the heat from your inner flare starting to build up in your stomach as he reeked of the towns village bread.
the village that you once were apart of and abandoned many years ago. you ended up here in some unfortunate circumstances due to a deep curse that was placed on you, turning you into an ugly beast that banished from the square. now you live here, away from people, where you prefer to be. those unworthy humans didn’t deserve to be fed of their selfish satisfaction.
“so, are you the beast everyone has been gossiping about?” sangyeon asked, as if he didn’t already put two and two together.
you looked down at him, he was so small from where you were. “if you’ve come to challenge me, i suggest you turn around and go back to that putrid village you reek of.”
“so you know of my hometown?”
the small talk was starting to piss you off.
you didn’t answer. your hardened glare was enough for him to get the answer he needed. but to much of your surprise, he just smiled. “what is it? have you come to mock me?” you asked, your deep breaths making it hard for him to keep his balance. “nothing. its just, you have no idea why exactly i’m here,” he chuckled. “that’s exactly what i’ve been asking you for the past 5 minutes you’ve been here.” he just continued to smile like an idiot. it really really started to piss you off now. that was until he said his next few words. “i’m here to cure you.” it took you a second to register what exactly he said but once you did, your eyes widened to meet his chocolate ones.
“…what?” you were in disbelief.
“you heard me.”
“but.. what? how? there is no cure! i’m sure of it!”
“but that’s what you think.”
you narrowed your eyes at this man, was he being serious? how was he possibly going to cure you? “to lift the curse..” you were hungry for the answer. “you have to fall in love with a human.”
the long pause was so thick with tension that someone could cut the air and get seriously hurt.
“in the fairytales i’ve read, the hero enters the cave to slay the dragon. not to join them,” you said with the most amount of sass you could add, resting back on your legs as you were tired of hearing this hero’s nonsense.
“i guess it’s a good thing this is our fairytale instead.”
© cobiehaven 2023
#tbz#the boyz#theboyz#cobiehaven#tbz imagines#tbz masterlist#tbz sangyeon#sangyeon#lee sangyeon#sangyeon x reader#sangyeon fic#tbz fluff#tbz drama#tbz drabbles
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Take Care of Yourself Chapter 3
Chapter 3 Description: On yet another joint mission, Water Hashira Giyu and new Insect Hashira Shinobu face off against a formidable adversary. Shinobu insists that being out in the field with him has she finally understand how he keeps getting all of his injuries. However, as she is getting to know him better, she is becoming more of a mystery to him--buried somewhere beneath what she wants him to see and the grief she tries so desperately to keep hidden...
Story Description: Giyu & Shinobu's relationship through the years and an origin story of how they became friends.
Fandom: Demon Slayer/Kimetsu no Yaiba
Genre: Friendship, Developing Friendship, Hurt/Comfort, Angst
Relationships: Giyu Tomioka & Shinobu Kocho Friendship (though I suppose you could take it in a romantic way if you really wanted it to be) [A/N: This story focuses on how their relationship developed over time and how deeply and genuinely they care about each other so how you want to qualify that (platonic or romantic) is really up to you. My intention was to write about their platonic friendship, but I have been told that the final chapter could lean a little more romantic than the others(?) so warnings for that upfront...]
Characters: Giyu Tomioka (POV Character) and Shinobu Kocho. [Kanae Kocho and Sabito are mentioned but do not physically appear in this story. Sanemi Shinazugawa is briefly mentioned once in every chapter as an easter egg for my sister who loves him and encouraged me to write this story in the first place].
Rating: T for Thematic Elements (Please see "Warnings" below for more details)
Warnings: Heavy themes (i.e. grief, emotional trauma, & survivor guilt), mentions of (non-depicted) past deaths, and depiction of injuries as well as some discussion of demon slaying violence related to those injuries. Ch. 3 has some action sequences and mild, non-gory/non-graphic depictions of demon slaying. All chapters contain SPOILERS for and through Ch. 131 of the manga. Ch. 3 & Ch. 4 contain vague spoilers from and through Ch. 163 of the manga and some related foreshadowing.
Word Count: 1868 (Chapter 3) [7573 Total]
Link to original post on AO3. Please do not repost to another site.
Tumblr Links to The Previous Chapter: Chapter 2 and The Next (and Final) Chapter: Chapter 4
Note: This is an older story of mine, but I am posting it here to Tumblr for Shinobu's upcoming birthday (since as much as I want to write another story to celebrate my favourite Demon Slayer character, I'm afraid I will not have time this year...)
Chapter 3 below the cut. Please Note: Chapter 3 contains some action sequences and mild, non-gory depictions of demon slaying with some non-serious/non-life-threatening injuries. Spoilers through Ch. 131 of the manga, and some vague spoilers/foreshadowing through Ch. 163 as well as mentions of a (non-depicted) past character death. Please proceed with caution. Thank you for reading! 🦋
“Behind you!” yelled Kocho. Out of the corner of his eye, Giyu saw the swift blur of her sword and fluttering butterfly wings. A purple hue spread across a demon’s face as it toppled over.
“Thanks,” he answered as the demon he was fighting swerved, dodging his Water Wheel attack with a screech.
“Look out!” Kocho’s shoulder brushed up against his as she darted past. Butterflies seemed to swarm around her sword with each jab at the demon that had appeared to his left. They seemed to weave around his Flowing Dance attack which finally hit its mark. The demon he was fighting fell with a thud, but another immediately took its place.
Giyu huffed, “How many of these things are there?” The demon they were fighting had been powerful on its own, but just as it seemed they had gotten the upper hand, it cloned itself, creating the instant and seemingly never-ending army they had been battling for hours. Giyu had never seen a Blood Demon Art like it before.
“We have to find its real body,” called Kocho from several feet to his right. When did she get over there? Kocho was so swift and agile, he could barely keep up with her movements. There was only one other Demon Slayer Giyu had known to be that fast, and when he and Kocho had first started fighting together, he could have sworn he saw the blur of a flowery pink kimono when she had zipped past him.
His chest ached…so did his leg. He stumbled, losing his balance. The force of another the slash of the demon’s tongue flung him backwards. Crack. He caught himself with his arm.
“Tomioka-san!” Kocho shouted. She was right next to him now—a demon lunging at her only to be met with the rapid, stabbing movements of her blade. Giyu shook his head, refocusing, and jumped up. His arm throbbed from the way he had fallen on it—even so, he swung his sword at two of the encroaching demons. Kocho narrowly jumped out of the way of his Waterfall Basin practically flying to his left. Would they be fighting like this until dawn? Giyu wondered.
He swung his sword again, gritting his teeth at the pain in his arm. Water Wheel. Flowing Dance. Striking Tide. Waterfall Basin. Constant Flux. Dead Calm. Again and again as Kocho darted around him. He was beginning to wonder how long he could keep this up with his injuries. Exhaustion began to set in despite the adrenaline pumping through his veins, when the pack of demons he was fighting suddenly disintegrated.
Relieved and bewildered, Giyu turned to see Kocho standing over the one demon that remained on their battlefield—the eerie purple hue of poison spreading across its body. “I guess we’ll never be friends, then,” she said to the demon in a sing-song voice. She tilted her head and clasped her hands. For a split second, he could’ve sworn she was her older sister, Kanae,—the same butterfly haori draped over her shoulders as she stared down at the demon with a wide smile. However, Kanae’s smiles had always been warm and sympathetic whereas Kocho’s were empty and unnerving—almost as if she was unraveling.
Something twisted inside Giyu. He knew the pain of losing a sister and could only imagine how Kocho must feel, trying desperately to keep a part of Kanae alive—but a chill ran down his spine. He couldn’t help but remember that conversation they had had right before he had become the Water Hashira, that fire in her eyes as she spoke of her intense hatred of demons—so palpable it had almost frightened him. This was far worse.
Giyu shifted trying to move towards her. He winced and decided to stay put as Kocho frowned at the demon. “After everything we had heard about how powerful it was and the fact they sent two Hashira after it, I was sure it would’ve been one of the Kizuki.”
She sounded almost—Giyu couldn’t quite think of the right word—disappointed. Since she had become a Hashira, Kocho seemed to have a fixation with the Twelve Kizuki which seemed to extend beyond the normal, general hatred of demons. It was almost personal. He wondered if it had been one of the Moons that had killed Kanae, but he had never wanted to pry and ask her about it. It wouldn’t matter much if he did, Kocho was an expert in deflecting personal questions.
Even though they had been spending much more time together—teaming up on joint missions now that Kocho had become the first Insect Hashira—Giyu still felt this great space between them, between what Kocho wanted him to see and what she wanted to keep hidden. She was a very private person just as he was, but he couldn’t deny there were things that he wondered about her—often sensing that she was never showing him the whole picture. He could only hope that the part of her he couldn’t see was alright as the chasm between them seemed to grow wider and Giyu grew more wary of trying to cross it. He almost wanted to—as she wrapped herself in her sister’s haori, as she adopted Kanae’s dream of befriending the demons, as she donned her brave face and vacant smile day after day. From his own experience, he knew how much she must be hurting, but he could never find the courage to push her farther when she assured him she was okay. Even though with each passing day and each hollow smile, he could almost feel her slipping farther and farther away.
“Tomioka-san! Tomioka-san, are you listening to me?” Kocho asked pulling him out of his thoughts. Giyu blinked as she waved a finger at him—that empty smile still spread across her face. “You’re spacing out again, aren’t you? You airhead...” She tilted her head at him. “And look at you, all beat up!” Giyu sighed and gritted his teeth as Kocho picked up his throbbing arm. Her hands were gentle as she inspected it carefully, but Giyu still winced at the touch. “This arm is probably broken…”—she frowned— “again…”
And it had just healed too…thought Giyu. He was sure Kocho was probably thinking the same thing as she pulled out some bandages and tied them into a sling for his arm. “You’re lucky it’s just broken,” she scolded him. “If you’re not careful, one of these days you’re going to lose a limb.”
“Shinazugawa is more reckless than me, and he still has all of his limbs,” countered Giyu. He had been sent on a joint-mission with the Wind Hashira once, before it had become abundantly apparent that they were very ill-suited battle partners—mainly because Shinazugawa hated him…openly. Even Giyu could recognize that Shinazugawa’s fighting style could only be described as violently reckless, and he had been somewhat shocked by the notion that Kocho thought he fought with the same kind of chaotic carelessness.
“That is a miracle—he’s lucky he hasn’t gotten himself killed,” she huffed and shook her head. “You’re not much better than he is. You know being out here fighting with you, I think I understand how you’re getting all these injuries” —her brow furrowed as she motioned to his arm— “You’re too reckless and absent-minded! You need to…”
“Take care of myself,” he finished dryly. “Yes, I know. You keep saying that.” Kocho frowned at him—narrowing her eyes—but her mouth turned up just barely in the corners. It was probably the first fully genuine smile he had seen from her since she had lost her sister.
“And I’ll keep saying it until you finally get it through that thick head of yours.” She crossed her arms, and a strange look passed across her face—almost a wince.
“Are you okay?” asked Giyu leaning towards her in concern.
“I’m fine,” she said. Giyu sighed. He knew she would say that. She always said that. In the beginning, Giyu had just unquestioningly believed her, but…
“You’re bleeding,” he observed as blood dripped down her sleeve onto her hand, the ground, him. Giyu inhaled sharply—searching for the wound.
Kocho bristled looking up at the sky. “It’s fine, Tomioka-san,” she insisted as she wiped the blood off her hand, but her motion pushed up her sleeve revealing part of a nasty gash across her forearm. Without thinking, Giyu reached out and grabbed her arm.
“Does it hurt?”
Kocho huffed and swatted his hand away. “Well, it does now that you’ve put your grubby hands in it!”
Giyu recoiled—pulling his hand back and gripping it into a loose fist. He sighed. He hadn’t been thinking.
Kocho started to fidget under his concerned gaze, until eventually she looked away from him with a huff. “Fine. I’ll bandage it up, okay? Happy?” Begrudgingly, she pulled up her sleeve to her elbow and wrapped her arm. She inhaled sharply—grinding her teeth.
“I’m sorry,” Giyu mumbled in apology.
Huffing again, Kocho pulled down the sleeve of her uniform over the bandage. “It’s fine. I have a high tolerance for pain.”
Giyu nodded. She didn’t need to tell him this. He had once seen her walk nearly two miles with a broken fibula—he hadn’t even realized it was broken until Kocho collapsed from pain in the doorway of the Butterfly Mansion and her younger sister—the stern one with the two blue butterfly hairpins—had snapped at him for letting her walk on it. It was the first time he had genuinely felt that Kocho’s assertions that he was an airhead had been well-deserved. How could he have been that oblivious? he had wondered. But he had to admit, Kocho was particularly talented at swallowing pain. If Giyu was being honest, it almost worried him.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked. She rolled her eyes.
“Yes, Tomioka-san. I already said,” she sighed irritably. “If anything, I’m just tired—maybe a little hungry. I’m sure you are too after that grueling battle we just had.”
“I saw a restaurant in the town on the way in. Maybe we could go eat there while we wait for the Kakushi,” he suggested. He wasn’t feeling particularly hungry, but he thought maybe Kocho wasn’t telling him the whole truth about the extent of her injuries. He didn’t want her walking on another broken leg again. He knew he’d never be able to convince her to take the rest she probably needed, but maybe she would be open to the idea of making a small stop at a restaurant…at least she’d be sitting down for a while.
Giyu’s shoulders twitched—almost a shrug—as he added, “There was a sign out front that said they have Salmon Daikon.”
Kocho’s brow furrowed at him, and she sighed, “Alright fine. But only this once…”
#giyu tomioka#shinobu kocho#tomioka giyū#kocho shinobu#healthy male female friendships for the win!!#this was intended to be a friendship story but you could take it romantically if you really wanted to#so i'm going to go ahead and tag giyushino just to be safe#giyushino#demon slayer spoilers#kimetsu no yaiba spoilers#demon slayer manga spoilers#kimetsu no yaiba manga spoilers#demon slayer fanfiction#kimetsu no yaiba fanfiction#take care of yourself chapters#thank you for reading
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Hi hi! I go by Sunny online, I use they/them, I'm 5'7, I have decently long brown hair (I'm growing it out as my years of peace and if someone provokes me to anger I'll cut it off and leave it on their doorstep as a cute reference to emperors in ancient China <3) I'm chaotic in nature, I've been described as the literal personification of a d&d bard. Which I'd say is decently true, I'm charismatic and flirty, I'm great and convincing people and I'm the hype person! My go to words/phrases are, "Slay king/queen live your truth" "Have my babies" "Naur/Hyelleur" "I'm gonna beat you up *pretend beats them up* are you dead yet?" All with a funny tone and my excellent autistic timing. I also like to do bits, and one of them includes saying no to a task that's asked of me, then proceeding to do said task. I also like to make hearts with my hands in various ways and poke my tongue out briefly at people like a frog.
This is my left eye for reference :)
I have an oval face shape with some baby fat, but not too much :P
Also I'm proven to be totally chill and super smooth around people that I find very attractive. I may get a little nervous but no one can tell until after said attractive person leaves. I'm demiromantic and demisexual so it means I don't experience those kinds of attractions without a deep bond. I don't care for gender but women and nb people tend to befriend me and get close so that skews the results some heh.
Good luck with the comissions! I hope I didn't out too little/much information, and buh-byeeeee <3333
Ahh, Sunny, I apologize for how long it took me to get to this! Between medical school shenanigans, writer's block/my ADHD squirrel-braining, and all that mess, I've just been on a rollercoaster of poor time management over here. TT.TT But, hopefully, you'll find it as having been well worth the wait! Thanks again for commissioning <3
P.S. I also do the thing where I say "no" when someone asks me to do something while immediately moving to perform said task XD
I match you with...
Ling Yao from FullMetal Alchemist!
Okay, full disclosure, I'm a little biased because Ling was one of my first great manga/anime loves... However, your personal blurb just screamed Ling to me, so I'm going with him anyways! I just think you two would be total peas in a pod—the best or worst chaotic duo, depending on who you ask, muahaha! Here's a few reasons why I think you two would be really compatible:
I think being demiromantic and demisexual works in your favor when it comes to Ling! After all, he's a guy who forms very deep and powerful bonds himself, and his devotion to those he cares about not only influences a lot of his personality but serves as the core of his motivations. I think he'd totally vibe with the idea of needing a strong, meaningful relationship in place already before any feelings beyond friendship develop. He can play at being friends with everyone and seeming like he doesn't form serious attachments, but we know that he does, and those are the relationships he puts the most value in. That being said, he is entirely personable; it would be easy to become friends with him and go from there! He's a lot like you in his extroversion, after all. People are where the party's at, and you are certainly a party people that he'd invite into his life! :)
When it comes to Ling, I feel like physical appearance is something that may be an element of catching his initial interest and cause him to take notice of someone (such as a "hot senator," wink-wink, nudge-nudge) but isn't necessarily the key factor in his decision to pursue somebody. That being said, it's not something he totally ignores, either; the more he falls for you, the more things he falls in love with about you, and that includes appearance. He'll begin to just randomly think about how luscious your hair is, how gorgeous your eyes are, how you look lovely whether you're dressed comfy or to the nines... And if you ask him why he's got a dreamy look on his face while staring at you, he's certainly not shy in telling you exactly what's on his mind! But he'd be unable to pick a favorite part about you because he just adores all of you so much, inside and outside, physical and not. And he'll tell you that, too!
Now, you did mention that you're not really keen on words of affirmation as a love language. It's not Ling's primary love language, but he's not the type to withhold compliments or be shy about his feelings, as I mentioned before. Bear in mind that, to him, they aren't words of affirmation; it's just the truth! He never says things that he doesn't genuinely believe, so it might be hard for him to stifle those urges in the beginning of navigating a relationship with you. But he will try, simply because he doesn't want to upset you or come off as disingenuous. Don't hold it against him if things slip out here and there, though! And he will more than make up for it through his primary love language, which is acts of service. I mean, we've seen what lengths Ling will go to for those he cares about and/or feels responsible for. If you asked this man to pluck the moon out of the sky for you, he'd be searching for the nearest rocketship to commandeer. He'll always try to do things to make you smile, make your day better, make your life easier... Whatever you need at the time and whatever makes you happy! Finally, he's also a lot like you when it comes to physical affection. His desire for it grows as his feelings grow; if it's a serious relationship, he can be a real cuddle monster! He won't want to go two minutes without hugging or kissing or touching you or some way. He isn't even ashamed about admitting that he's a little needy, LOL. He just adores you oh so much! If you're willing to give, why should he be shy about asking? Of course, if you're not in the mood, he can easily pick up on that and won't overstep your boundaries. He'll definitely be a little sad about it, though, and will be a little bit more of a menace when you're ready to accept physical affection from him again! >:)
A lot of the reason that I think you guys work together, as I've alluded to a bit, is that your personalities are so similar! Sometimes, this can actually be a recipe for not being able to enter a relationship with a person, but I don't that'd be the case for you and Ling. I think you two would 100% fuel each other's madness. I mean, tell me that Ling would not also cut off his hair and leave it on the doorstep of someone who provoked him. That is peak petty Ling vibes right there. To further cite your personal blurb, Ling definitely has bard energy—charismatic, shrewd, humorous, free-spirited... A lot of qualities that you also have! I can only imagine the shenanigans that the two of you would get up to. You two will definitely come up with all the chaotic/hilarious bits, witticisms, and the like. The same can be said about your sense of justice and loyalty. Those are values that Ling holds in high regard himself and immensely respects in a person. His ass will be right there with you in the jail cell. And, hello, your love of food? It totally resonates with Ling! So the fact that you like food is your ticket straight to his heart, LMAO! He loves having a good time over a nice meal, and he gets to see you super happy while he's at it? Win-win, baby! And, let's be honest, Ling can be swayed by the dollar signs... so he will definitely respect your dreams of rolling in the dough, haha!
Ling is highly observant, so if you've caught his attention in a way that makes him want to court you, then he's going to make sure to make all the right moves to win your heart <3 So, I figured I'd expound a bit on the kind of things Ling does when he finds out the things that make you happy!:
Ling, 90% of the time, does not do planned dates. This dude just calls and sometimes even shows up out of the blue hoping that you are free so he can spirit you off on an adventure, LOL! He just can't help it; the instant that he wants to talk to your or see you, he just has to, right then and there! Not only that, this guy lives his life by the rule of spontaneity; it's no fun if you plan every second of your day!
Honestly, he'll probably pick up on the fact that you like food during your first meeting. A lot of your friendship will involve food, whether it's you guys going out to eat together or ordering in or just talking about your shared gourmet interests, LOL. But once he gets it in his head that he wants to date you? Man, he kicks it into high gear.
You mention a new restaurant you wanna try? Dress up, love, because he'll be picking you up at seven. Your favorite snacks? He has them on hand anytime the situation could call for it just because he wants to see your face light up. You mention you have nothing to do this weekend? Knock-knock, here's Ling with some take-out and some movies or videogames, ready to waste the night away with you.
At first, Ling's not a guy who cooks. He's got people to do that for him, LMAO. But this man would 100% learn to cook for you. The notion of you enjoying something that he made just for you... Ah! It makes his heart go doki-doki! Like, literally, he might shed a tear of joy the first time because it makes him that happy to know you liked his food.
And if you do the same for him? First it will blow his mind, then he'll get stupid excited because food, and then he'll get all choked up because you did this just for him! It could honestly be burnt or salty or straight up inedible, but this guy will lick the plate clean because you made it and that makes it a five-star meal in his book :)
Real talk, he knows you don't like dishonesty, so he'll be tactfully honest if it wasn't good. But if you try to get him not to eat it, you'll just end up chasing him around the house while he's shoveling food in his mouth. Sometimes his principles overrule his brain, and he would rather die than waste a single bit of a meal you made for him!
Needless to say, eating with you is his favorite activity. He gets to eat some yummy food, whether one or both of your made it or it's from a restaurant, and enjoy quality time with you. And it makes you just as happy! Seriously, what's not to enjoy?
And, last but not least, here is the little drabble that comes as part of the Tier III match-up! I am kind of passionate about Ling just being a spontaneous gremlin that somehow is just so sickeningly sweet and heart-throbbing, so, here, have some super cliché and chaotic fluff!:
You should have known better than to talk to Ling about romantic clichés.
It was a trap. Of course it was a trap! You've known the guy forever, and yet he still managed to trick you right into the conversation with that silver tongue of his. You'd only been dating a month, so him bringing up the topic of cliché romantic gestures should have been the biggest warning flag ever. When you managed to miss that, you should have been tipped off by the even more obvious probing about which gestures you found too cheesy and which ones kind of got your heart fluttering. But the bastard was too damn smooth and navigated that conversation leaving you none the wiser.
So, here you are, staring out of your bedroom window with an expression that is a mixture of embarrassment and endearment. Why? Because Ling was sitting in your yard, singing a very off-key rendition of your favorite song while playing an acoustic guitar more terribly than you thought a person could.
Well, as they say: hindsight is 20/20. Still, you don't know how you missed that.
"Ling!" You're laughing as you open your window and lean out to call to him. He had started off looking all seductive-like at you, but very soon he started really feeling himself and now had his head thrown back, yowling to the moon like some deranged cat. In fact, you can hear several cats in the distance responding to his call. He doesn't hear them, nor does he hear you, not with him singing at a pitch that borders on one only dogs can hear. So, after a small fit of giggles, you shout louder, "Ling!"
"Eh?" he cuts off to stare owlishly at you. He then plasters a big, cheesy grin on your face that is so full of enthusiasm and adoration that you can't help but let your heart melt a little.
"Oh, hey! Whatcha think?" Before you can answer, he cocks a brow and flashes you a suggestive smirk. "You're looking a little off-balance there. Did I sweep ya off your feet?"
"I'm off-balance, all right, but only because your singing is so bad that it's given me vertigo!" you rib. "What the hell were you thinking? I bet the neighbors are on the phone with animal control telling them that there's a band of raccoons tearing each other to pieces over here!"
As always, Ling takes your teasing in stride, just offering you a sheepish smile and a little shrug.
"Well, at least I can say I tried. I should have gone for something else, though. I know I can't sing for shit. But I've always wanted to try it, you know? Those guys in the movies make it seem so swoon-worthy." He wastes no time in discarding the guitar in the grass to retrieve later. He walks over to a plastic bag sitting nearby, and when he hefts it up, you recognize the logo of one of your favorite takeout places. "It's a good thing I brought a contingency plan."
"You should have started with that," you laugh as he approaches the window. Dextrous and limber, it's no trouble for him to clamber his way up and perch himself in it, straddling the sill and smiling warmly while he holds out the bag of delicious-smelling food to you.
"Come on. Admit it; you liked it," he goads, playfully yanking the to-go bag out of your reach just when you go to take it. When you pout at him, he wiggles his brows and presses, "Come on. You're telling me that you didn't swoon just the teeniest, tiniest bit?"
You debate lying to him just to do it, but you can't bring yourself to. Underneath his playful expression is genuine eagerness. So, after releasing a little sigh of relent, you admit, "Okay. I did swoon." When his face lights up with happiness, you hastily add, "Just the teeniest, tiniest bit, though."
"Whatever, I'll take it," he chirps and deposits the bag of food in your waiting hands.
You waste no time in tearing it open to get at the boxes of scrumptious goodies within. Like you've often done, you eat there at the window using some nearby furniture as a makeshift table, Ling perched in the window and you in a chair next to him. You melt as soon as you take the first bite, and immediately, Ling's face softens.
"What?" you ask around your mouthful of food.
"Mmm, I'm just glad that at least one of my romantic gestures made you happy," he answers nonchalantly. You roll your eyes, but that hot flush of happiness and nervousness is rushing through you despite your cool-as-a-cucumber outward appearance. And Ling has known you long enough to see right through it, prompting him to add, "Don't care how I do it, as long as I can make you smile."
"You're such a simp," you mumble despite the fact that a stupidly happy smile is growing on your face.
"Ah, but this simp is sitting in your window, so what does that make you?" he challenges. You respond with a playful shove to his shoulder, knowing that he'll catch himself as he slips to the side. He does with a squawk, then responds with an affronted huff and a light shove to your head. "Fine! Next time I try to dazzle you with a romantic cliché, I won't bring takeout!" He even starts acting like he's climbing back out the window to leave.
"Noooooo! I'm sorry! Please don't!" you whine, throwing your arms around his middle even though you know it's an act. You feign that it's just the food you care about, but in reality, it makes you giddy that he likes you enough to embarrass himself with corny displays if only to see you smile. And he knows that, which is why he settles himself back in the window and smiles at you.
In hindsight, maybe talking with Ling about romantic clichés wasn't so bad after all.
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