#He looks like he just took a bite out of someone

[fraugwinska]

I know canonically Alastor doesn't sleep but let's assume it's not because he doesn't have to but because he doesn't want to - he feels powerless and vulnerable when he sleeps, also he is tormented by nightmares.

What if one night everyone is waken up by hotel almost falling apart: walls are cracking, everything is shaking, and a green glow is flowing through the corridors. Turns out, Alastor is asleep and having a very bad nightmare. And unless they want the hotel to fall apart, someone has to wake Alastor up... (reader volunteers as a tribute)

LOTS of angst with a comfor ending? :)

You ask, Anon - and I deliver (at last)! Thank you for being so patient with me! Today just felt right to write this, and I sincerely hope you find it worth the wait! <3 TW: Depictions of Blood - Minors DNI - 2.8k words

The Eye of the Storm

"What the fuck is going on?!"

Another loud boom shakes the ground of the corridor, almost making you trip and fall if not for the handrail you managed to grab. Angels door opened at the other end, a scared squeal of Fat Nuggets faintly audible as Angel stumbled out, clearly as startled and scared as you.

"Fuck, toots, what is that?"

"I have no idea!"

You had no idea, but whatever was causing it, the entire building was shaking like in an earthquake and you were terrified some of the older, worn out parts of your floor could collapse any moment. The cracks on the walls were growing with every rumble, and a bright, green glow had overtook the lamps, turning the usually warm and inviting space into an eerie nightmare.

You exchanged a terrified look with Angel, both of you unsure what to do next. He hurried over to you, his piglet shaking in two of his arms, taking your hand with his free one and pulled you with him. "C'mon, we need to find Charlie, before the fucking ceiling falls on our heads."

You didn't even have the time to reply before the lights went off, a terrified scream leaving your mouth before you could stop it. You heard a string of curses from Angel and felt him squeeze your hand tighter. The both of you ran down the stairs as fast as you were able to in the dim darkness. You tripped several times, but Angel held you steady, trying his best to not fall himself. The lights went on again with another rumble, making the stairway moan like it was in pain.

"Charlie! Vaggie!"

You reached the lobby, where you found the rest of the residents already gathered. Everyone was there, looking shaken and confused, but unharmed. You saw them look around and then up to the ceiling, the cracking of the wood and walls sounding louder and more violent than upstairs.

"Ey, you two, are yo' hurt?" Husk yelled over the noise, his eyes scanning Angel with a worried look.

You shook your head, letting the spiders hand go so he could run up to Husk, who took his pig into his arms and hugged Angel close.

"Is everyone alright? Where's Niffty... and Alastor?" Charlie's voice sounded shaky, and you could tell she was doing her best to keep calm and not freak out.

"I'm here!" The little cyclops girl appeared behind Sir Pentious's hat, her eye wide. "But I think Alastor's not okay."

"What do you mean?" Vaggie asked, her hands stiff on Charlies trembling shoulders.

Niffty looked around, biting her lip. "He has bad dreams sometimes, and he's really scary when he does, and then stuff like this happens. He can't control his powers, and-"

"Wait, so it's HIM who's causing all of this?" Vaggie's eye widened in anger and another boom made the whole lot of you duck as the glasses from the bar fall from their shelves, flooding the floor with shards of glass and debris.

"Yes, but he can't help it, it's his brain messing up! We need to help him!"

Vaggie cursed, while Charlie and the others started to ramble over another.

"Someone has to wake him up, before the hotel really collapses."

"Are 'ya crazy, Charls? We can't go in there!"

"Yeah, at this state, yo' won't know that fucker won't rip yo' to shreds befo' you even reach his room."

"It'ssss better to evacuate, I think."

"And leave the building to fall into pieces? Ugh, maldito idiota de la radio..."

Your head turned worriedly back to the green glowing corridor. Alastor. What the hell kind of bad dream would make him lose control over his powers like that? Niffty said it was his brain messing up, whatever that meant - did he really suffer from nightmares? You felt a sting of worry for the deer demon. You didn't even want to imagine the kind of terrors he had to have in his head to cause something like this.

"I'm gonna go."

Everyone stopped talking and looked at you. Husk gave you an incredulous look, still holding Angel and the pig in his arms. "Y-yo' can't be serious. That's straight-up suicide."

You shook your head. "Someone has to. I'll be fine, just... get out of here, wait outside and make sure no one is getting hurt."

Angel tore himself out of the cat demons grasp, taking you by your shoulders, his eyes pleading. "Toots, Alastor is not himself right now. He can't control what the fuck he's doing, and if he hurts 'ya, I don't... Please, don't do this, that bastard ain't worth it."

You knew the spider demon was worried, and you appreciated your friends' concern, but he didn't know the Radio Demon as well as you did. You were aware of his reputation, the stories of his atrocities and his sadistic nature. You knew how cruel and unforgiving he could be, but you also knew that over the last few weeks, he had shown you a softer, less menacing side. You and him bonded over his love of cooking and your love of eating what he prepared, over your shared interest for record players and classical music and your affinity to magic and the obscure. He could be a lot of things, but he wasn't just the bloodthirsty serial killer most of the denizens of hell made him out to be.

You gave the spider a smile, putting a hand on his shoulder and squeezed. "Don't worry about me, Angel, it's going to be alright. He's my friend, I can't just leave him in there to get crushed by the building."

Before you could be held back, you started to run towards the stairs. Charlie cried out to you, but you ignored her, you just took a last glance back, shouting as you vanished into the darkness.

"Just trust me, and get your asses out of here."

"Fuck."

The group stood there, unsure what to do, and a loud snap coming from the second floor made them turn and run for the doors.

The higher you climbed the stairs, the more intense the shaking and rumbling got. You had to crawl on the steps at times, because it was too dangerous to walk, and you didn't trust your legs not to give way under you. The walls were splitting, the green light was burning in the lamps, and the air was crackling with what seemed like dark magic, ominous glowing symbols appearing and fading in your vicinity.

When you finally reached Alastor's door, it was already hanging from the hinges. It had probably blown when the magic started to burst out in violent waves, the green glow brightly pulsating and threatening from within the inside. You wondered if your heart could beat any faster without giving way. It wasn't the first time you were scared witless, hell wasn't exactly a carnival. But as much as you believed the best about Alastor, he still was one of hell's most powerful overlords. He still had countless bodies in his name. You trusted him, but if Niffty and the others were right - and it seemed to be the case that they were - he had little to no control over himself when lost in a nightmare. Could a demon like him sleepwalk and kill you in their sleep?

You took a breath and squared your shoulders, turning around to call into the room, not daring to set a foot inside yet.

"Alastor? It's me. Can you hear me?"

The rattling of the sudden radio static made the framed pictures on the wall shatter to the ground, and from the edge of your field of vision you noticed the lights fade once more, turning the already ghost-like bedroom almost black. You reached for the doorway and lowered your voice.

"It's me, you have to listen, okay? It's okay. I just came to check on you. It's safe now. You are safe."

No answer, again. The darkness felt suffocating, as if it was about to crush you any minute. You felt dizzy, disoriented, like a rabbit that had caught the eyes of a fox. You didn't dare say anything else, not until you could at least see him, figure out what was going on. With shaking legs, you took a step over the threshold. The lamps flickered again and you tried your best not to stumble as you scanned the room in front of you in between the shutters of brightness for traces of the other demon.

When you found him, you had to bite down a cry of horror.

You wished you hadn't.

He was curled up and violently shaking on his bed, the covers ripped and laying in pieces around his sweating body. His head was almost between his knees, hair spiky and disheveled and his overgrown and twisted antlers slicing the mattress and pillows with every tremor rushing through him. You could barely see him, the flickering lights making his face obscured in the shadows, but what you could see made your heart sink. He was sobbing in between shattering breaths, his chest heaving up and down erratically and his claws digging deep ridges into his torso as his body jerked and twisted, blood pooling into the covers in deep red.

"Al." You couldn't control yourself anymore. The shock, the dread and worry freed your legs from their stupor and you rushed to the hunched form, nearly stumbling on the ripped fabrics.

His eyes flew open at the touch of your fingers, burning in bright crimson with ticking dials as irises, almost completely overtaking his entire eye sockets. The howling of radio static screeched from his lips as the room shook again as he bared his sharp teeth, his clawed hands swiping at you with violent intensity that send you flying on the ground. You tried to catch yourself, but fell to your side, letting out a pained cry as you felt the wound on your waist, dripping with blood and split wide open.

You watched him with wide eyes as his limbs grew, afraid to even move. His stare was petrifying you, you had never seen such violent, uncontrolled expression on him. He growled, his head turning towards you, his mouth, no, maw opening. He looked like he wasn't there anymore, that nothing left was inside besides a manic creature ready to slaughter everything it crossed. A nightmarish beast in its lair that had cornered a small helpless prey, ready to be swallowed alive.

He got up in one swift motion, the pieces of fabric that once were bedcovers flying through the air and a dark aura creeping into your vicinity. Your breath hitched. You couldn't get out of his range with him like that, the open wound kept you from moving fast, and his maw was so big it seemed he could rip you apart by just inhaling.

"Alastor, it's okay. It's me." you breathed, desperate not to lose hope. There must be something that could call to him in the deepest parts of his mind, something that could snap him out of this lucidity. You scrambled back as he stepped in front of you, lowering his head to meet your eye level. His claws dragged on the floor beside him, and in a sudden, swift move, his large hands grasped you, the pressure on the gash blindingly painful.

"I-It's okay, it's not y-you, it's just a bad dream. I'm here to h-help you. Let me..." You gasped, a sob leaving your throat as his claws started to dig into you.

"Nnnghh... Y...-you c..c-c-an't ...-he..lp...m...m-e-e.."

A snarl left his lips and he raised his face into the air, his arms lifting you effortlessly and you whimpered in fear. Pushing through the hazy fog that invaded your brain, you tried again.

"Please, Al, j-just look at me. Wake up a-and look at me. You'll be okay."

"W...-why d-d..id..-.yo...-u co..-m-e... -h..e-re...?"

The blood loss was making you feel faint, and you lifted a bloody hand, desperate to touch him, to reach the man behind the monster. With blurry eyes, you brushed his cheek, his face just near enough your fingertips reached the fizzing skin. It felt like dipping your hand in pure electricity, numbing and painful, but you didn't care.

"Because you a-are scared and h-hurting, and I care about y-you. What f-friend would I be if I l-let you s-suffer alone?"

At your words, his enormous form shivered, and you felt his grip on you loosen ever so slightly. The dials fixed on you were still ticking, but the red of his eyes dimmed. Your other hand came up, slowly, to take the other side of his face.

"Can you wake up for me, Alastor?"

More growling, more shaking.

"Pl-please. Wake up and come b-back to me."

His eyes flicked, the howling static became more hushed and his ears twitched under the forks of his antlers. You took a shuddering breath of relief as the animalistic stare on his face lost its threatening gaze and felt the buzz under your fingers slowly dying down. The sharpness under your hands subsided fully as you saw Alastor shrink back, slowly becoming aware again of his surroundings. The green glow that filled the room flickered and turned into the familiar oranges and reds. You held onto his face and his eyes, not daring to let him go until he had finally settled and transformed back into his regular form, the last clicks of the vanishing dials fading as his irises turned to dim reds once again.

"What happened. Why are you..." The sound of his familiar voice was all you wanted to hear now. As your legs gave away, you didn't fall however, Alastor's slender hands were quick to catch you, his smile confused and irritated. He let his eyes travel down your arms to the wound and pools of crimson surrounding you, and back at your face, now pale.

"What do you think you are doing, dear." he breathed, settling you down slowly on the ground.

"You had a nightmare. The hotel... everything was chaos. I had to come, had to... get you out of it." you stammered, watching him looking around to see the damage, his face warped in realization as he put the pieces together.

"Fuck!"

It was rare to hear the usually so poised and reserved Radio Demon swear, but for this situation you'd agree it was entirely appropriate. But the hotel still stood and he was back, and that was all that mattered. When he took you up in his arms and buried his face in your neck, you felt the more alive than in the whole time on earth.

"You foolish girl. You could've been killed by my hands."

You let him embrace you, his long arms circling around you protectively and his forehead resting on the hollow of your throat.

"But I wasn't." you said simply, smiling weakly into his hair. Your arms felt heavy but they still managed to find their way onto his back, reassuring and tender, letting him know you were fine, mangled maybe, but alive and there. You stayed that way for a moment, both of you unable to move or say something as you found some grounding in each other's warmth and the now peaceful silence.

The quiet was broken, however, when you heard frantic footsteps in the hall outside and the uproarious group of the hotel staff came charging through the opened door, halting when they saw your display. Alastor didn't lift his head, in fact, he didn't move at all. You turned your head, your hand barely leaving his back to give the speechless group a lazy wave.

"Are 'ya ok? I'll kill 'im if 'yer not, I don't give a shi-"

"You were so incredibly brave, oh gosh, look at all this blood. Vaggie, we need to get the first aid kit!"

"I'll get my mop! And a broom, look at the mess!"

"Aye, this fucker really owes you."

"Umm... this is rather... Should we give thossse two a moment?"

"Lo juro por Dios, un día de estos lo voy a matar..."

Through the mass of noise the others made, talking and fussing and scurrying, you heard Alastor's quiet whisper against your bloodied skin, loud and clear.

"Thank you, dearest."

You smiled, closing your eyes and holding him a bit tighter, even if it made your wounded side sting.

"It's okay, Al. What else are friends for?"

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[anqelically]

A LOVE WENT UNSAID

WARNINGS. gn!reader, 0.4k words, light angst

NAVI | JJK MASTERLIST

“you’re injured again… what’d you do this time?”

a sigh escaped your lips as you took his pale, injured hand into your own. his knuckles were shining red, fresh wounds inflicted from his usual round of beatdowns. though, it normally wasn’t this bad, especially since the school year only began recently.

when you brushed your finger very lightly over the cuts, he let out a harsh snicker. he withdrew his hand immediately and hid it in his pocket. right, as if that was going to make it any better.

“megumi,” you frowned, “why? why do you always do this?”

the said boy stared at you, “if you don’t like it, then go away. what’s holding you back anyway, huh?”

you knew he didn’t mean harm, yet his words caused an ache in your heart. he was just defending himself, you thought. if there was anything you knew well, it’d be megumi fushiguro.

he acted alone, always seeming cold and distant, but you knew better than that. despite appearances, megumi was nicer than he let on. he showed it rarely and in very subtle ways, but there was still a silent kindness in his heart.

when you needed him, megumi was there. with his ears peeled and mouth shut, he’d listen to you talk for hours. and just like how talking to him eased your mind, listening to your voice eased his heart.

oh, he tried to push you away at first, definitely. yet, again and again, you’d come back like a boomerang. megumi couldn’t shake you away. your persistence to stick around someone like him had the boy surprised.

megumi was rough around the edges, typically following his own rules. and for someone who was like that, your heart would soften at the thought of him.

“what’s holding you back anyway, huh?”

“what’s so wrong about caring?” you shot back at him. “i care about you, okay? that should be enough. you should be thankful that there’s someone who looks out for you, you know. tsumiki really cares for you, yet you act like a little brat. you better get your act together, fushiguro, before it bites you in the ass.”

with nothing else to say, you turned your back to megumi and walked away. with furrowed brows and a heavy feeling in his stomach, he watched as you walked away. you’d come back tomorrow as if nothing had happened. that’s what always happened.

however, you didn’t show up the next day, laying in your bed with a cursed mark engraved on your forehead.

NOTE. this was an old piece i started writing after ch212 and i don’t really feel like continuing so i’m dropping it off here before i sleep 🏃🏻‍♀️

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[twistedwonderlandshenanigans]

"Stupid" Things the TWST Cast Believed As Kids

I was going to post this without a preamble but it just looked wrong LMAO -----------------------------------------------------

Heartslaybul

Riddle - He just mispronounced a lot of words out loud. This is actually common in a lot of kids that read a lot, they don't know how to say a word any differently than the way they've pronounced it in their head, so some examples: (Ladle -> would rhyme with Saddle, Rhythm had over-emphasis on the first 'h', etc.)

Trey - thought butter was made from the fat collected off of cow butts ('butt' was also the only 'naughty' word he knew for a long time). The thing is he had probably seen his parents make butter. either by accident or on purpose and it still didn't click for him.

Cater - only ate black beans, (when they were served). when he was a kid because he thought they were the same as coffee beans. He saw his dad eating chocolate covered coffee beans and got mad when he denied him the Delight Of Caffeine at Three Years Old so thought eating black beans was like. A super sneaky way of being like his dad.

Deuce - Chocolate covered strawberries came from a special plant, he didn't think his mom just set them up for him sometimes. He ended up asking more than a few times when his strawberries were plain when they could 'go back to the store and get the good kind' and would call the strawberries without chocolate 'rotten'.

Ace - For whatever reason, he didn't think bears were a real animal. Just. Teddy bears existed. And of course when his big brother showed him pictures of real bears he thought he was messing with him. Ace will not admit how long it took him to realize that bears are real.

Savannaclaw

Leona - Falena told him once that vanilla extract comes from 'beaver butt juice' and it was in all the vanilla flavoured desserts he's ever had. Yes Falena was messing with him to get his portion of desserts because Leona was too grossed out to eat them. It managed to last about 6 months before Leona was fed up and researched the information on his own.

Ruggie - His grandma protected him best she could from food scarcity, so he genuinely believed she knew how to make something from nothing. Same with his clothes.

Jack - Refused to eat hotdogs because he thought they were made from real dogs and cried whenever he saw someone else eating hot dogs. Even when they bough turkey hot dogs he thought they added 'turkey flavouring' to the Dogs.

Octavinelle

Azul - Thought cuttlefish were 'cuddlefish' and would get so SO upset when they didn't want to snuggle with him

Jade - When he first heard the word 'hermaphrodite' he thought it meant someone who just really really liked hermit crabs.

Floyd - Was SO disappointed to find out ice cream didn't scream while you eat it (I-scream)

Scarabia

Kalim - Used to try and eat really fast, so Jamil told him if he ate his food too hot his tongue would melt to the top of his mouth. (Yeah Jamil got in trouble for that one but it worked, Kalim savoured his food and he still makes sure his food is cooled down a little before he eats).

Jamil - Didn't eat yogurt for a long time because he didn't want to 'feed the bacteria in his belly'. That was his only reasoning.

Pomefiore

Vil - thought candy cigarettes were real cigarettes, this resulted in him biting one of his dad's or fellow actor's cigarettes and Regretting it. (Even the fake ones are filled with like an herbal blend, you don't want to eat it still)

Rook - kinda sad, but genuinely thought termites were considered dessert. They were fairly rampant in his home so he would eat them any chance he got (raw termites supposedly taste like pineapple).

Epel - yeah he thought he was a werewolf, there isn't much else to add.

Ignihyde

Idia - Thought that microwaving a spider/other bugs for a very short amount of time would mutate their DNA and he could keep it as a pet, despite many failed attempts, he continued trying.

Ortho - (insert ugly crying here thinking about baby boys early years) he really believed that one day Idia would find a way to bring the characters from tv/video games into 'real life' so they could have play dates with them. (Idia promised him he would try his best)

Diasomnia

Malleus - He thought computers were a type of pet people could have.

Lilia - Used to think that the stars were really big glow bugs

Silver - Fully believed the storks deliver babies thing. Not because of Lilia, but because of a story book and it made things easy so he just rolled with it anyways, until Silver was old enough.

Sebek - That the fountain of youth was real - he wanted to drink from it once he reached his prime so that he could serve Malleus always.

Others

Che'nya - Refused to believe that gum ever came from trees because he 'tried sap before and it didn't even taste like syrup so how could something sweet as gum come from trees'.

Najma - Thought she was able to talk to ghosts, it was just Jamil fucking with her lskjfhsldkjfsdf

Neige - Didn't know what owls were, called them tree penguins.

Rollo - Called ambulances 'Body Rescue Busses' because even as a kid he knew only God could save your soul. (you can take that seriously or as satire idc) -------------------------------------------------------- @fluffle-writes thank you for the compliments, and the motivation to write!! ljfkjdshflkjsdf

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[ninimuhllover]

"You have pretty eyes"

Pairing: Nika mühlx!fem!reader

Requested:no

Warnings:cursing,fluff,no mentions of y/n,reader refered to as her,she,hers,kissing

"Kissing, I hope they caught us Whether they like or not" kk sung while we were driving to the amusement park"I wanna show you off,I wanna show you off" I sang with her I turn the radio down a bit because Paige and azzi were talking but Nika was quiet "hey you okay Nika?" I ask while slightly turned towards her "huh" she said looking up "I asked if you were okay?" She slightly blushed "oh yeah I'm just nervous" she smiled "oh why are you nervous" I asked while smiling "I have never really liked rollercoasters" she said shyly "oh that's okay I'll hold your hand then" she blushed really hard I turn back around and turn the radio back up "Somethin' different about you Love it when he hit and smack too Baby, lemme lick on your tattoos That's true that I like pda Take it to a seedy place Suck a little dick in the bathroom" I sang with kk some more"Who that man with the big strong hands On her ass in the club with the paps? Baby, that's you Front seat chillin' with the window down I be ten toes down on the dash getting' fast food" we sang(mainly yelled) while pulling into the parking lot for the park"Take you 'round the world, they don't have to understand Rub it in their face, put a rock on her hand"we sang turning off the car "alright y'all ready for this" kk said I stepped out the car and grabbed my bag and put it overy shoulder when I felt someone grab my hand seeing it was Nika I didn't mind "okay where are we going frist"asked azzi "well since we got the express passes we can really go anywhere" I said to azzi as we were walking to the entrance "why don't we get those cups we can refill for free" kk said while we got in line to check in "nah I was thinking about this thing to death" Paige said jokingly "hey that's you" kk said

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"I kinda wish that we didn't have the express passes" Nika said as we were walking towards a ride"why?" I said "because then we can wait in line and then I wouldn't be so nervous" she said "yeah I guess that's reasonable" I said smiling at her "let's ride that one" I said pointing to one I saw from afar we all started walking to the ride and went through the express line getting faster I could see nika getting more and more nervous so I squeezed her hand she smile at the gesture with a tiny hint of red on her cheeks "don't be scared it's gonna be fun" I say to reassure her she nods once we got sat on the ride her grip on my hand got even tighter when the ride started moving her grip on my hand was so tight but I didn't really care as long as she was comfortable "it's okay" I say to her the some people behind us started yelling when we were moving upwards we soon reached the top "just breath" I say to her it soon dropped and pretty much everyone was screaming her grip never let lose the ride came to a stop and we got off "was that fun?" i asked "actually yeah" she smiled "how about we go get churros?" I asked she nodded as we walked to the churros stand the walk was further than I expected

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"two churros please" I asked the cashier he nodded and grabbed them "thank you" I said as he handed them to me i handed on to Nika as I took a bite "mm this is good" she said "yeah but the chocolate sauce taste like shit" (speaking from personal experience) I said disgusted "meh I'm in the middle about it" I smile at her "how about we go on the Ferris wheel next"she said "sure" I say surprised she would want to go on a ride that soon after the first one we started walking towards the Ferris wheel still hand in hand we walked through the express line and sat down in a cart sitting across each other to balance the cart the Ferris wheel started to move up wards" wanna take a picture" she nodded I quickly moved over beside her as the cart rocked back and forth I pulled out my phone and pressed the cameraPUT up a peace sign while she put up two while smiling I took a couple of pictures and since we were so close when I turned towards her our noses almost touched "has anyone ever told you that 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨?" She breathed out and leaned in when our lips touched It felt like everything was coming together that I could die happy I never wanted it to end but we both pulled away "I have liked you for so long"she said smiling at me "I have liked you for so long too" we were both blushing when we got of the ride and stated to walk towards a new ride

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"where have you two been" azzi asked us when we walked up to the car "we got kinda lost" i said we kinda did but it was good because we wouldn't have kissed "mhm sureeee" Paige said slyly "and there's some news" said Nika while smiling kks face lit up like she already new "Paige you better give me my twenty dollars" she said beaming like a kid "huh there was a bet" I say shocked Nika and azzi were laughing while Paige stomped like a kid and kk jumped for joy "I can't with y'all" I said azzi hugged me "it's okay y'all are cute" she whispered to me while smiling after all of that we got into the car "and you better not forget to cash app me my twenty p" kk said while paige huffed we all kinda laughed "yeah yeah don't rub it in"Paige said

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Kinda short I'm really bad at putting periods and stuff but I hope this was okay it's my first actual writing I most likely spelt things wrong but oh well no one's perfect I don't actually know if Nika doesn't like rollercoasters it was just an idea I hope you enjoyed it and please please request please don't copy me my work with out asking 🩷🤍

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[ravenzia]

— 𝔱𝔢𝔞𝔰𝔢 — 🔞 (𝔣𝔢𝔪!𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯)

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 — 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖, 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭!𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠

˚₊‧꒰ა Me and Your Mama - Donald Glover ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

𝚊𝚛𝚝: 𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚜𝚊𝚔_𝚔𝚊𝚣𝚣 𝚘𝚗 𝚡

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You and Hiromi work at the same company. It‘s safe to say you see each other often, wich led to you taking a liking to him. Today you both are stuck in a meeting, the only entertainment being you both texting back and forth under the table.

A smile grows on your face at the things he makes you feel and the idea he just gave you.

Your eyes wander around the room, trying to find something more interesting than listening to this boring as hell meeting you’re stuck in.

Your phone vibrates in your lap, catching your attention immediately. You pick it up and take a look, a message waiting to be opened.

You quickly unlock your phone and click on the chat, realizing it’s Hiromi.

Hiro: can’t wait to get out.

A small smile tugs at your lips at his message as you type back.

You: suddenly paperwork sounds appealing 👏🏼

It was true, it did sound more appealing than this.

You sigh when another message from him pops up,

Hiro: I‘d do anything to get out of here.

You glance up at him across the table, noticing how he lets out a breath while staring down at his phone.

You watch him a moment longer until you get a interesting idea.

Your hand goes up and you excuse yourself, saying you need to use the restroom.

Getting up, you feel his eyes on you as you leave the room. Once in the restroom, you walk towards the stall in the very back and step in, closing the door and taking a seat on the closed toilet.

A rush of excitement rushes through you at the thought of what you’re about to do.

Without overthinking it, you slowly start to unbutton the first few buttons of your white blouse until your bra is clearly visible.

Looking down at yourself, you feel your cheeks start to warm up. Not believing you’re actually doing this.

Your hand reaches for your phone and positions it in a high angle after opening the photo app.

Five minutes later you’re back on the chat with Hiromi,

You: still bored?

Not even one minute later he replies.

Hiro: yeah.

You bite your lip and open your gallery, selecting one of the few pictures you just took and send it to him.

You: maybe this helps?

Without realizing it, you start chewing on your lower lip when you see he opened the message but didn’t reply.

Of course he wouldn’t, what were you thinking?

You continue to sit on the toilet for a few minutes, silence lingering in the air around you.

Maybe your idea was stupid, but you can’t help feeling some kind of thrill because of it.

Suddenly, someone walks in and you hear footsteps approaching the last stall. Your stall.

The door slams open and your eyes widen when you take in who it is.

Hiromi.

You gulp, feeling a small amount of embarrassment wash over you. You were at work after all.

He steps in, closing and locking the stall door behind him before his eyes settle back on you.

"Was it intentional? Or did you mistake me for the wrong person?"

Your heartbeat picks up when his eyes wander down to your open blouse.

"It was no mistake," you finally manage to answer.

His eyes meet yours again and they look more…hungry?

You press your thighs together, trying to ignore the wet feeling between your legs and the sudden heat spreading through your body.

Hiromi takes another step closer, slowly kneeling down to your level.

"Not as innocent as I first thought you‘d be, hm?"

You don’t answer that, you don’t need to. Because he already knows.

"What if someone beside me took a glances my phone and saw that picture?" His hands come to rest on the outside of your thighs and you swallow.

"So needy…" His hands slide down until they reach your knees. "What should I do about that?"

Slowly he pushes your knees apart, just enough for him to sit back on his knees between them.

Your breath falters, mind running all over the place.

"I don’t think I ever saw you as quiet as you are right now, what happened?" His hands reach for your hips and he pulls you forward until you’re sitting at the edge of the toilet seat. "Cat go your tongue y/n?"

"I‘m sorry I—" You suck in a breath when one of his hands moves underneath your pencil skirt and swipes a finger over the wet material of your panties.

"You‘re not sorry." His hand retreats, using both hands to push your skirt up to your waist. "I‘m not either."

He sits up on his knees so his body leans closer to yours, his big hands parting your legs further.

Seeing this side of him makes you feel all kind of things. In all those years you worked together, not even once did you think he’d storm into the women’s restroom just to look for you.

You knew he was handsome. Almost all women in the office eye him and chat with him. That’s why you held back, not wanting to interrupt any relationship, if he had any.

He doesn’t seem like the type to fall for things easily or use women just for his needs. That‘s why his reaction right now took you off guard.

His face comes down to your stomach as he looks up at you through his lashes.

At this point you’re all liquid and non-functional.

His head slowly dips down until he‘s between your thighs, gripping them tightly before throwing them over his shoulders.

"Never took you for this type of woman to be honest," He says as he presses light kisses along the inside of your left thigh.

With half lidded eyes and parted lips, you follow his movements.

"But here you are, all soaked…" He takes another glance at you. "Do you often think about me?"

Yes, you do. But you don’t want to say that out loud.

His kisses move up until he‘s inches away from your soaked underwear, his right hand coming up to swipe a finger over them.

You can’t help but let out a soft moan at the sensation, wishing he’d repeat it but on bare skin.

"Answer me." His voice sounds harsher but muffled.

"Yes…"

A hum is all you get before the thumb of his left hand pushes your panties to the side and his tongue swipes between your wet folds.

"Oh my god.."

His tongue moves up until it reaches your clit and gives it a gentle nib, making your head fall back.

"That‘s not my name, try again."

You can already feel yourself pulsating as he dives in deeper so his full mouth is on you.

"Fuck…" You whimper and reach a hand out to grab his hair.

While your fingers run through it, he moves back to your clit and sucks on it, making your legs twitch.

Soon after that you feel a finger swipe over your entrance before slowly pushing inside.

"Hiromi…" A moan escapes you again, your breath coming in short pants.

He gives a hum wich sends a vibration through you, your hips rolling forward to get more of the pleasure coursing through your body.

His finger starts to move, his tongue lapping over your clit and swiping down towards your entrance. Without waiting any longer, he pushes a second finger in.

You lean back against the wall and hold tight onto the toilet seat with one hand as the other tugs at his hair, your face flush and eyes closed.

You feel him moves his fingers in a scissoring motion to stretch you, his big nose hitting your clit.

His eyes open to take a look at you, a small smirk tugging at his lips when he sees your expression.

"You like that sweetheart?"

Your eyes open and meet his, your mouth still parted with only panting noises coming out of it.

His mouth leaves your pussy, his fingers continuing to slide in and out in a slow pace.

He‘s doing it on purpose. You know that. The first reason would be to savor your expressions and drink up your noises, and the second to punish you for sending him that picture.

Just as you were about to fall over the edge, he pulls his fingers out completely, earning a whimper from you.

"No…please…"

If you never heard him chuckle before, you do now. The fingers he used inside of you are now in his mouth as he cleans them from your juices.

"I‘m not going to fuck you."

A small pause.

You frown with the last strength you had left. "What?"

He gets up to stand, his eyes taking you all in.

With quick movements he unbuckles his belt and undoes his pants but doesn’t pull them down yet.

"Get up."

You do. You stand on weak legs, hair messy from rubbing against the wall.

"Turn around and put your hands on the wall."

You do. Turning your back to him and leaning your chest forward until you’re pressed against the stall wall, your hands coming underneath you as you rest them on the wall as well.

"Why don’t y-" A hiss leaves your throat when hot flesh rubs against your soaked folds.

His chest leans down to press against your back, his hands gripping onto your hips tightly to keep you from moving.

"You wanted to say something?" His mouth is close to your ear, his breath hot against your neck.

He uses his wider stance to push your legs together until you stand normally.

"What did you want to say, hm?" He asks as his dick pushes between your folds with a little more force, earning a gasp from you.

His hips move slowly, his dick gently rubbing against you, eventually hitting your swollen clit.

"Fuck…" You moan under your breath.

"Imagine how it would feel if I was inside,"

You moan at that thought.

"So tight and warm," He presses a gentle kiss on the side of your neck.

"Would you like that sweetheart?"

You would. And how you would.

A shiver runs down your spine when the tip of his dick runs over your clit again and you arch your back.

The movements of his hips pick up and he applies more pressure to get more moans out of you.

The right hand that was on your hip moves up to cover your mouth and pull your head back against his chest.

"Shh…you’re going to make people think someone is stabbing you in here because of how much you moan." His voice is low and quiet against the shell of your ear.

Your eyes roll back when his dick slides just right again, your legs starting to shake from the pressure forming in your abdomen.

He notices and keeps his pace for a moment longer until he sees you‘re about to come undone.

Thats when he stops.

"Hiro…" You cry out against his hand, tears gathering in your eyes from frustration.

"You wanna come sweetheart?"

No hesitation, no thoughts. You nod hard as a tear rolls down your cheek.

His hips start to move very slowly again and his hand leaves your mouth, sliding in between your legs to circle your clit.

"Fuck Fuck Fuck…" You pant out loudly, back arching further against his chest.

His fingers move faster and your vision starts to blur from how close your are.

With one more hard push of his hips and pressure of his fingers, you finally fall over the edge with a high pitched cry.

Before your legs could give up, his hands wrap around your waist and hold you flush against him.

"Good girl." He whispers in your ear and gives your earlobe a nib before pulling away and turning you to face him.

You‘re a complete mess, face red, hair disheveled, eyes heavy and mouth parted to catch your breath as if you just ran a marathon.

His thumb wipes the mascara that smeared down your cheek and he looks at you with satisfaction.

"Next time you send me something like that again," He starts, his eyes sizing you up. "I‘ll make sure you won’t sit for two weeks."

You gulp, slowly coming back to your senses when you realize he started cleaning you up and pulling your skirt down.

"You can get me next time," He looks you up and down, hoping you got the message. "Now let‘s get back. I‘m sure the meeting‘s long over."

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #gege akutami #anime #manga #hiromi jjk #higuruma hiromi #hiromi x reader #hiromi higuruma #jjk x reader #jjk x fem!reader #fem!reader #oneshot #fanfic #imagine #wattpad #18+ mdni #18+ only #jjk higuruma #jujutsu kaisen higuruma #smut #jjk smut

[thewritetofreespeech]

Could I request Yuji and co. meeting Nanami's s/o who works at an frozen dessert shop that he always goes to?

It was a suspiciously hot day for May in Tokyo. Sure, it was usually starting to heat up around this time of year, but not nearly this hot. Yuji remembered a saying once from one of the American movies he’d seen called ‘Indian Summer’, when it was unseasonably warm in the fall. Like a last little clip of summer in the middle of the week before it cooled down. He wondered if their was a saying like that for spring. Colonizer Winter?

“Yuji, is everything alright?”

The teen looked up from his thoughts at Nanami, who was looking at him with concern; or as much concern as that stoic face could get. He smiled. “Oh, yeah I’m fine. Just a little warm.”

Nanami hummed in agreement, then crossed the street when it turned green. “Would you like some ice cream?”

Yuji perked up at the mention of ice cream and gave an enthusiastic yes. He followed Nanami down the street to a small, cute looking shop that advertised frozen dessert. With the heat, it was very popular today.

“Hey! What are you doing here??” Another adult behind the counter greeted. Coming around quickly to hug Nanami. “I thought you’d be working all day.”

“I am. We stopped in for a refreshment. This is Yuji.” He waved.

“Hi Yuji! I’m [Y/N]. Nanami has told me so much about you.”

“He has?”

[Y/N] chuckled at his oblivious expression. “He’s adorable.” Yuji blushed. “Go on, pick whatever you’d like. On the house.”

He seemed a little surprised by that, but went over to the menu and picked out a modest single cone with sprinkles and waffle twists. Nanami asked for a melon sorbet. “Is it really ok you’re giving this to me for free? I have money.”

“He is adorable.” [Y/N] repeated as they handed the men their frozen treats. “It’s really ok. I own this place. So I decide who gets free cones. Plus, there’s the ‘boyfriend discount’.”

Yuji was surprised, but then saw the way they were looking at Nanami, who took a bite of his sorbet with his spoon. “We should get going.”

“Ok. I’ll see you later?” Nanami nodded and [Y/N] grinned. “Bye Yuji! Come back any time when you want ice cream!”

He waved back at them as he and his mentor headed out to the street. “I didn’t know you had a partner Nanami-san.”

“I prefer to keep my private life private.” He told Yuji. “Plus, I don’t want that idiot knowing at I date someone who owns an ice cream shop. He’d never leave me alone.”

Somewhere in the world Gojo Satoru sneezed all of a sudden. Startled by the sudden urge, but went back to what he was doing.

#;ask and ye shall receive (request answers) #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen scenarios #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jjk scenarios #jjk imagines #nanami kento #jjk nanami #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #scenarios #imagine #jujutsu nanami #kento nanami #gojo satoru #yuji itadori

[givemefevrr]

part 2 of kitty hybrid jungwon?

you come home from work one day, and jungwon immediately smells something strange. another kitty's scent. on you. jungwon gets so mad and interrogative. you assure him that it was your kitty bff, jay and that you just hugged him goodbye. but jungwon gets so jealous and it ends up with reader being pumped full of jungwons seed till she's twitching and leaking. jealous kitty hybrid jungwon being mad...

im done, i combusted

Let's Make A Movie

Pairings: Kitty Hybrid!Jungwon x sub!reader

Warnings: possessive sex, jealous sex, rough sex, creampies, missionary, doggystyle, sex video, jay is the reader's friend, marking, scent marking, copious amounts of cum

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As you walked through the door after a long day at work, you were met with Jungwon's intense gaze. His feline eyes narrowed slightly. You knew that look all too well—it was the look of a jealous kitty.

"Hey, baby," you greeted him with a smile, trying to brush off the tension in the air.

Jungwon's nose twitched, his senses heightened. "Who were you with today?" he asked, his voice skeptical already, his pupils dilated.

You sighed inwardly, knowing exactly where this conversation was headed. "Just Jay," you replied, hoping to diffuse the situation.

"Jay?" Jungwon's voice betrayed a slight frustrated whine, a matching frustrated expression plastered on his face, his jealousy evident. "And why is his smell all over you?"

"He hugged me goodbye, that's all," you explained, moving closer to him, trying to soothe him, rubbing a hand over his bicep.

Jungwon's tail flicked back and forth, a clear sign of his agitation. "I don't like it," he lamented softly, looking away from you.

You took that opportunity to press into him, trying to calm him down. "It's okay, Wonnie. You're the only one for me," you whispered, trailing kisses along his jawline. “I know you know that, it’s just your upcoming rut talking, hm?”

"I can't stand the thought of someone else touching what's mine," Jungwon confessed, his hands making their way to your sides to grip tightly around your waist. “Especially not another… cat.” He spoke the last word with such disgust.

But Jungwon's primal instincts were too strong to be reasoned with. You could feel the heat radiating from him, his possessiveness bordering on primal. It was a side of him that only emerged during his rut, when his urges took over completely.

He needed to mark you, to remind you that you were his and his alone. And so he did. With a low growl, he pushed you against the wall, his lips crashing down on yours in a desperate kiss, not bothering to start slow before shoving his tongue into your mouth almost immediately.

But you didn't mind—in fact, you welcomed it, arching into his touch that now made its way down your thighs, your legs locking around his waist as he picked you up. As Jungwon carried you effortlessly to the couch, his lips trailed a path of wet kisses–which were more bite-like than kisses–down your neck.

You could feel his hardness pressing against you, as he all but gently laid you down on the cushions of the couch, his normally golden colored eyes now dark. He wasted no time in stripping off your pants, practically ripping them off with how frantic it was.

Jungwon's lips found yours once again, sloppy and hungry, his tongue delving deep as if trying to claim every part of you as fast as he can. You moaned into his mouth, your hands tangling in his hair as his fluffy tail brushed against the sensitive skin on your inner thighs.

He quickly made work of your shirt and bra following, and his lips latched onto your neck and collarbone, the bites from his sharp teeth, mildly painful yet so addicting, would surely leave spots that will linger for days. "I need to mark you," he murmured against your skin, his breath hot. "To make sure everyone knows you're mine."

As he moved lower, his lips finding the peak of your breast, his nature became even more evident, his tongue flicked out, teasing your sensitive nipple. The roughness of his tongue against the bud was something that you never quite got used to, the stimulation delicious but bordering too much, his name tumbling from your lips in a breathless moan.

He looked up at you, his eyes filled with possessiveness. "You're mine," he growled, his voice rough with desire as his lips trailed down your stomach. As he moved lower, his tongue dipped into your navel, tasting you.

“Please,” you begged, your voice barely above a whisper. “I need you.”

Jungwon's eyes darkened with intensity as your plea reached his ears, a smirk curling on his lips. "Patience, love," he murmured, his voice a tantalizing purr.

When his mouth finally reached the edge of your pants, his hands were rough as they moved lower, yanking off your panties, with a swift, practiced motion. The cool air on your exposed skin contrasted sharply with the heat radiating from his body.

Jungwon paused for a moment, his gaze locked onto your most intimate area, his pupils dilated with lust. He let out a low growl, the sound vibrating through you. "So beautiful," he murmured, his fingers gently parting your folds, spreading your wetness.

He undressed quickly, his movements fluid and efficient, the sight of his toned body making your breath catch in your throat regardless of how many times you’ve seen him naked. Hovering over you, he ducked back into your neck, his sharp teeth grazing your skin as he positioned himself between your legs, the heat of his cock pressing against your entrance. He teased you with the tip, sliding it along your soaked cunt, making you gasp and writhe beneath him.

Jungwon’s jealousy was apparent as he looked down at you, his jaw clenched. "You still smell like him," he growled With that, he positioned himself back at your entrance. He didn't tease this time, pushing into you with a single, hard thrust. The initial stretch made you gasp, your nails digging into his shoulders.

"Mine," he growled, his thrusts deep and punishing. Each movement was fueled by his jealousy, his need to claim you, to erase any trace of Jay. The pace was relentless, his hips snapping against yours with a bruising force.

Your body arched beneath him, “Jungwon, oh my god,” you moaned, your tummy feeling warm and tingly at the sensation of his cock inside you. “So– so good…”

But then he pulled out, his eyes dark with jealousy. “Turn over,” he ordered, his voice a low growl. “Hands and knees.”

Your body obeyed before your mind could catch up, flipping over and positioning yourself on your hands and knees. He grabbed your hips, pulling you back against him, entering you roughly, his thrusts just as punishing as before. His hands tangled in your hair, pushing your head down into the pillow, his other hand gripping your hip tightly.

Your body arched beneath him, your moans muffled by the pillow,

His thrusts grew even more urgent, his grip on your hips bruising as he drove into you with everything he had. “Fuck, gonna cum all over you,” he growled, his voice rough with need. “Show Jay that you're only for me. This cunt is only for me, hm?”

“Yes,” you gasped, your voice filled with desperate need. “T-take a picture. Send it to him!”

The thought of Jungwon’s cum leaking out of your puffy hole drove you to the edge. You shattered, clenching around Jungwon’s cock your cries muffled by the pillow. Jungwon followed moments later, his release ripping through him as he buried himself deep inside you, the sensation of his warm release coating your insides was overwhelming.

But he wasn’t done. He pulled out, and before you could catch your breath, he flipped you over onto your back, positioning himself over you. His erection, still hard and glistening with your combined arousal, pressed into you once again.

“Were going again,” he muttered, his voice dark and hungry. “Need to make sure you’re fucking covered in my cum.”

You nodded, your body trembling with anticipation. The pleasure was overwhelming, your body already sensitive from your previous orgasm. His movements were relentless, bordering painful yet so good.

As he neared his peak, he pulled out, his hand stroking himself quickly. With a guttural growl, he released, his hot seed splattering across your belly and tits. It felt like he was cumming for what felt like forever, his body tensing and shuddering with each powerful spurt, an almost endless stream of his seed marking you.

Jungwon’s eyes lit up with a dark satisfaction. He quickly grabbed his phone, snapping a picture of you, your torso glistening with his release, your cunt dripping silky white. “You’re mine,” he repeated for the nth time tonight, his voice a growl of possessive triumph as he sent the picture, ensuring that Jay knew exactly who you belonged to.

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this is for all my babes who requested part 2 of kitty hybrid jungwon <3

ALSO IM BACK!!!!

#enhypen #enhypen smut #enhypen hard hours #smut #enhypen hard thoughts #rough kink #dom Jungwon #possessive #jealousy #kitty jungwon #kitty hybrid #cat hybrid #breeding k1nk #video sex #copious amounts of c0m #jungwon enhypen #jungwon x reader #jungwon smut #yang jungwon #jungwon

[celestcelest]

How Fast Would The Twst Cast Eat A Subway Footlong

The Tierlist

The explanation

WHERE TF DID THE SANDWICH GO?????

It's Ruggie what did you expect?

It's Jade what did you expect?

It's Floyd what did you expect?

Now Coach Vargas reminds me of my dad: he asks for a small bite of your food before unhinging his jaw like a snake and devouring it whole

It's Grim what did you expect?

I'm pretty sure it's been confirmed that Sebek eats a lot plus crocodiles have big mouths he definitely inhales his food

Brother Took A Bite And Didn't Stop Until It Was Gone

To me Kalim seems like the type who'd just go at it when he eats something he likes, but it still takes him a bit to finish

That mf can EAT. Epel would be in the category of "Where tf did the sandwich go" if he wasn't afraid of vil finding out he ate so fast (don't eat to fast kids you'll get a tummy ache)

His once a month "actual meal". Idia's all about efficiency when it comes to eating so i don't see him eating subway often but when he does... OH BOY. (ortho got the subway for him btw)

Ace just gives me fast eater vibes

same with Deuce although he's a bit slower than ace

headcanon: Sam has to eat fast because theres always someone looking for him

Takes His Time

The few times Jamil has some peace and quiet is when he eats plus getting take out is a once in a lifetime opportunity for him

Rook will savor all his food in order to "fully appreciate the craftsmanship that went into this exquisite meal" -_-

Leona is a slow eater end of story

Trey savors his meals

Malleus "future king" Draconia was definitely taught manners (aka he's eating subway with a fork like a freak -_-)

Doesn't Finish It

getting subway was definitely not Azul's idea so he most likely only ate half (or maybe less) and gave the rest to the twins who fought over the piece like their lives depended on it

The oh so generous headmage Croweley's subway got stolen by a bird that was flying past(he cries about it for a week and tries to get the prefect to find the missing sandwich)

Cater put a bunch of toppings on his sandwich which made him full after a few bites (he'll eat the rest later/tomorrow tho)

Falls asleep while eating the sandwich

Thinks it's so delicious that he'll save it so he can put it in one of his recipes the next day

Doesn't Like Subway

Riddle doesn't eat fast food in general, even if it's just a sandwich pt. 1

crewel doesn't eat our peasant food/j

Vil doesn't eat fast food even though it's just a sandwich pt. 2

trein prefers making his own meals

Jack doesn't eat fast food even though it's just a sandwich pt. 3

Can't Eat Subway

lucius is a cat

ortho is a robot (although he does take pictures of idia's sandwich to file into his data or wtv)

:3

Authors note: This was inspired after I ate subway like my life depended on it

the first thoughts that came into my mind after i finished my meal:

#subway🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤 #i got a stomach ache 5min after finishing it lol #still gonna eat it tho #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twst wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #celestial memes #twst meme #twst idia #twst sebek #twst epel #twst kalim #twst silver #twst malleus #twst rook #twst leona #twst lilia #twst ruggie #twst riddle #twst trey

[rash0roar]

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬🪻 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐮𝐬 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

summary : in the late night, inside NRC, you are assaulted by a few students. Having no other options, you summon your trusted fae in hopes of him giving you a hand.

warnings : a slight mention of blood and injuries

a/ n : I saw a comic like this yesterday and it inspired me to write this short story after it. Credit to the artist bun0286 on Twitter for the original story. I just wanted to write this in a bigger story because I really like the plot! Please don't harass me :') ; Hi. Yes, it's me. I'm back. After months :')

Rushed footsteps could be heard outside the Night Raven Collage in the dead of night.“You can't run too far human!„ A voice said from behind. You never guessed people were awake at this our, hell, you didn't expect to be assaulted by them either! What was their problem anyway? You just wanted more snacks from the school's kitchen.

Shit. A dead end, great. You thought as you walked around the corner just as one of the three boys behind you swung his pen for a spell. “Stop running will you?„ “Hey you guys listen. Don't you know battling without permission is forbi- Ack!..Auch..„ Just when you almost reached the end of the road you tripped on a rock, causing you to fall flat on your chest. “Really now, how is this fair? A human like you being in this school? You can't even use magic! The headmage must've been quite stupid to let someone like you in this school„ Shooting another beam of magic. You've barely avoided it, as the beam shot and made a slightly deep cut on your cheek. “You're little cat isn't here to help you anymore, what are you gonna do without him? Heh. You're weak. You have no place here. And you'll never will„

Turning on your back to get up, you ran your hands on the newly formed cut. Man, can this situation get any worse? As you looked at the blood dripping from the finger slowly down your palm, you noticed it. The gift, the blessings, from your dear fae, Malleus Draconia. Ah, I guess there's no way around it huh?

* — a week ago — *

It was after hours. You've been called in the halls of the school hidden from the teacher's eyes by the one and only Malleus Draconia. I wonder why he would invite me here out of all places? Why not speak outside of Ramshackle? As you advanced in the halls you suddenly heard a silent voice. “Child of man„ “Ah Malleus! You scared me„ “Heh, my apologies, I didn't mean to startle you„ “Is uhm.. Is there a reason to why you called me here? „ “Quite. Can you give me your hand?„ “My hand? Sure..here!„ Putting your hand in his, you watched him closely to see what he was planning on doing. He silently took your hand and slowly, he kissed your hand slightly biting your index finger. “M-Malleus! What're you doing?!?„ “Fufu, your reactions are adorable as ever, my dear„ Now with a blushing face you took your sweaty hand away from Malleus. “I want you to listen closely to me, my child of man. If danger shall ever fall upon you, I want you to call me name. One call, even a silent whisper, that's all it will take for me to come and help you. I shall come to you and summon thousands of thorns on those who did you wrong. Promise me this child of man„ Malleus looked in your eyes as you did the same, a small smile slowly making its way to your face. “I promise Malleus. If I'll ever be in danger you'll be the first person I'll call. Even if it's a small whisper„ At your words Malleus gave you a smile. He believed in your loyalty, as you believed in his.

“And that's practically what happened„ “Man you really got yourself the best boyfriend in the whole Twisted Wonderland!„ The next day after school, both you and Grim were staying in the Ramshackle lounge. You figured that telling Grim this story could take his mind off of Tuna for some time. “Indeed! This story is quite intriguing!„ Startled by the mysterious voice, both you and Grim jumped back, only to be greeted by a familiar face. “Lilia-senpai! You scared me! How did you get inside?„ “Khee hee hee I have my ways human! Besides! I couldn't help but overhear your little story! Malleus never told me the events that happened in it„ “Yeah, I would tell you more but...I was so embarrassed I can barely recall all of the things he said„ Lilia's eyes curiously trailed over your figure, only to stop at your fingers. He was the first to notice the thorn-like tattoo on your index finger. The one that Malleus had kissed the night before, just a bit lighter than your skin, almost invisible. Lilia's eyes winded at the sight of it. “Oh my would you look at that! Did you and Malleus make a deal perhaps?„ “I-...what?„ Scooting closer to your face, Lilia looked right into your eyes.“I'm surprised you didn't notice it sooner! That mark on your finger there is quite the big deal you know? How did you do it?„ “I- well...it wasn't really a deal...it was more of like...a promise„ “Hm..is that so? Khee hee hee, you're a really lucky one. That mark, rather, that promise you made has given you quite the gift. As I said before, this is no big thing, it's a spell made directly by Malleus, the future king of the Brair Valley. It's both a blessing and a curse. This spell grants you protection, a protection that is formed by your strong bond and that alone. Shall Malleus' feelings change... you'll end up being covered by thousands of thorns. A charm from a fairy ....

* — present time — *

Yes. A charm from a fairy... Getting up and taking a few steps back, you closed your eyes, taking a deep breath. “Heh what are you gonna do now? Cast a spell?„ And you said it. A small whisper, one that couldn't be heard, not even by the three boys in front of you. But didn't he say it? That's all it took.

One time a thunder stuck...then twice, and then thrice. “Huh? Thunder, there aren't even clouds in the sky„ The ground shook, slightly, but enough for the four to feel it. Another thunder could be heard, accompanied by a bright big flame that appeared behind your back. Two big wings had emerged from it and there he was, Malleus, he had come to help, just like he promised to do. “You called? Child of man? Fufu, having fun, aren't you all?„ “Is that? - Th- That's... that's Malleus Draconia!„ As he was standing behind, you felt an arm hook around your waist, pulling you close. “Ah! Malleus you came! Of course. You had called, and I had come to help, just like I promised that night„ As Malleus was looking at you, you noticed the three boys trying to run anyway, just to be stopped by a thick wall of thorns, blocking their way out. “Now now, don't tell me you want to escape? You wanted a duel, did you not?„ Summoning his staff, Malleus brought you even closer to him. Looking at his face, his bright green eyes had a tint of amusement in them. Of course he won't take them seriously. “Come on you three! I suppose you'll do your best? Hm, well, even if you did.... You won't be able to defeat me„

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[jadestone2]

Bloodily fangs 

Theme: sfw

Summery: Being chased out of your hometown was the last thing you expect, thankfully someone was willing to lend you a home for know

Pair: Vampire!Diluc x chubby reader

Tw: takes place in the 15ty century, attempt murder

A/n another series is dropping and I’m much more confident about this one 

Stay here?                             Next?

The last thing you expected was to be called a witch by the people who you cared so much about. The people of Mondstadt were like family to you, but the moment someone accused you as a witch they turned blind eyed.

And what pissed you off even more was the reasoning they gave, obviously it was a poor excuse and was made up. Your body was different from the rest, the standard of a woman that you “failed”.

You realized that your home was a toxic land, if someone was jealous all they had to say was that you were a witch and everyone was already after you with pitchforks and a murderous intent. Someone must have been so jealous that they just wanted you dead, well lucky them they may get what they wanted.

But that is something to get mad about later when you weren’t getting chased by an angry hoard of people wasn’t chasing you. Tears stream down your face, your eyes swollen. 

You struggle to sprint, a large gash on your thigh. You poor attempt to limp away from these horrible people, you let out puffs of breaths.

You didn’t want to look back, not wanting to see the anger written on their face as they chose you with fire lighted torches and pitchforks. You never do risky moves, but sometimes desperate time calls for risky measures.

You didn’t even hesitate to rush inside the large castle when it came into view, your blood dripping into the pavement. Just a little longer, push through. 

You jangle with the rusty handle of the door, the crowd getting closer and closer. Your eyes widen in shock when the door suddenly unlocks, but you didn’t have time to have doubts. It’s rather dying a slow death of being burned in front of a crowd or this, and you choose to go into an abandoned castle. 

You bring, struggling to lock the door. Damn it, large heavy bars! You force all your weight, sighing the relief when a loud sound echoes through the room as the door locks.

You wipe any tears from your eyes, hissing in pain at the gruesome sight of your leg. You press your ear onto the door, not hearing anything. 

It was like they never existed, everything was dead silent. A sudden cold breeze hits your warm body, a shiver running down your spine.

You knew you fucked up badly, the fact they weren’t trying to barge in sets suspicions for you. You knew the stupid tales of the man who roamed around the forest, a place where it was advised to never enter. 

They told these stories to scare the young children, saying the man would kidnap the moment they step foot into the forest. Of course it made the children listen to their parents, never wanting to see whatever was out there. 

You’ve heard many versions, the man who lived in the forest said he would kill anyone who he deemed unfit for being his spouse, a bunch of shit if you ask.

A man is what they called him. But it wasn’t a normal man, you heard rumors that it was a monster. A vampire who took the shape of a handsome man, who lured his victims with a smirk that could blind anyone from the obvious dangers that came from him. 

He preyed on anyone who stumbled in the thick forest, their screams wouldn’t be heard as he bites down hard in their neck. You never believed them, after all they were old stories.

But you started to believe them when the people of Mondstadt muttered something, though you couldn’t understand. The quiet footsteps could be heard from outside, getting quieter the further they walked away from the old castle. 

It wouldn’t be safe to return there, they’d kill you on the spot. You really hope that those were all just rumors and stories, not something real.

You suck in a cry of pain, putting too much pressure on your wound. You limp towards a large corridor, wandering around the place. 

You freeze when you feel something under your shoe, a gorgeous necklace. Red in color, swirls of orange and yellow, somehow it glows a soft red. 

What was something so precious, worth such money no average person could achieve, doing on the dirty tiles? You bend down to grab at the necklace, the glow getting brighter the moment you touch it. 

“Don’t you know it’s rude to take something that’s not yours? Entering someone’s castle with no manners will get you nowhere” a voice whispers in your ear, their hot breath hitting your pulse point on your neck. 

A large shadow was casted over your body, whoever was behind you was extremely tall. You flinch, accidentally dropping the necklace onto the ground, the bright glow dims as you lay onto the ground. 

You quickly move yourself from the person behind you, your eyes going wide. A tall man grows down at you, he looked unique from the people of Mondstadt.

Long red hair falls down his shoulder, cutting down to his back. His dark red eyes stare at you menacingly, a mix of interest flickers over his face. 

You catch a glimpse of what seemed hunger in his eyes, his nose flaring at the scent of something. His eyes flicker down to your thigh, which still drips of your blood.

That same glow that came from the necklace glows into your face, a soft red tint. It felt like your voice was ripped from you, your words dying at your tongue. 

The man stoops down to grab the necklace, spinning it to check for any cracks or damage. You instantly panic, this wasn’t an abandoned castle! He lived here, or that’s what you think.

“Oh.. I’m sorry.. I-“ you stumble over your words, coming up with an excuse right at the moment was quite hard. 

“How did you get here?” He interrupts, seemingly not interested in listening to your modeled rambles. 

“I got chased out” you mumble, a wave of sadness flowing over you.

When you moved to Mondstadt, a land where they promised freedom and welcomed everyone, it felt refreshing. So it hurt you very much when they didn’t even hesitate to try to kill you, how cruel. 

“And they did that to you?” He asks, pointing at your gashing leg. 

You nod your head, seeing his eyes twitch. Something was bothering him, maybe it was just your presence. He sighs, his fingers combing through his red hair. 

“Come along” he grumbles, walking off. 

You're going, stumbling. Your leg hurts so bad, the pain shooting up your body. You were caught between asking for help, but he seemed to notice before you could utter. His eyes drift back down to the gash on your leg, his eyes softening for a second. 

“Let me help” he says, putting on a fake voice that made him seem like he was mad. 

You sigh in relief when he picks you up, holding you bridal style. He was careful of where his fingers dug in, not trying to poke at the ripped flesh.

“You must live here, right?” You ask, attempting to chat with him. 

Honestly that was a stupid question, by the way he navigates around he means he must have been here many times. He nods his head, walking further into the castle. Candles light up the dark hallways, providing barely any light source. Not to mention all the curtains were shut, no light being let in. 

“Not much of a talker, huh?” You ask, going quiet when he doesn’t reply back, not that you expected him to. 

“Diluc” he grunts, not sparing you a glance. You tilt your head in confusion, he finally utters a word yet doesn’t explain why he’s telling you. 

“My name is Diluc, Diluc Ragnvindr” he utters, you could see the tiny curve of his lips when he sees your eyes light up. Diluc Ragnvindr.. sounds pretty familiar. 

“What a pretty name you have!” You say, a bright smile on your face. 

Too bad you were looking around at the antique and art around the castle to notice the shocked look and his face, before it melts into a flustered look. 

“So~ why do you live alone in a big castle alone, Mr. Diluc?” You tease, somehow you felt comfortable with the man even though you met him a couple of minutes ago. Your eyes drift down to his black cape that drags in the ground, must be dirty, wonder if he cleans it.

“You have no idea, how innocent..” Diluc mumbles, his footsteps echoing.

“Hm? What did you say?” You ask, looking up at him. 

You blush, he was quite handsome! No way, you can’t instantly have a crush on someone you just met! Even though he’s being extremely careful while holding you, stop!

“Mm? Oh nothing, my dear” he chuckles, opening a door. 

He sets you down onto the counter, putting a towel under leg to catch any drips of blood, you almost forgot about that. You watch him grab another drag, soaking it with water before squeezing the liquid out. 

He gently rubs at your scab, looking up at you when you hiss in pain. Eventually, he cleaned up all the blood and wrapped something around your leg.

He walks behind the counter, grabbing a large wine glass. He pours red liquid into the glass, filling the cup up. 

He takes sips from the drink, sighing in relief. He looked pale earlier, but it seems to wash away the moment he drinks whatever that was. 

“May I have one?” You ask, curious about what it tasted like. 

The metallic smell hits your nose, it makes you want to gag. It was strong, but where was it coming from?

“You wouldn’t want this, it’s bitter. How about I make you something sweet, tell me how you feel right now” Diluc says, his tongue licking up the red juices that drip from the corner of his lips. He pops open another bottle, pouring it into an empty glass. 

“Well other than everything that just happened..” you trails, tears threading to fall from your eyes. 

“You poor thing, it must have been such a scary experience for you~ you're free to stay in my home as long as you want” Diluc coos, his voice smoothing all your worries. 

“Thank you” you mumble, resting your head on your chin. 

There seemed to be something hidden behind his words, but you couldn’t figure it out. He pushes a drink in front of you, watching you closely as you take sips.

“How does it taste? I hope it’s to your liking” Diluc says, a smirk on his face.

“Oh, it’s very strong..” you mumble, holding the drink in your hand.

“Strong? That’s the least strongest drink I own, honey” He chuckles, washing out the empty cup.

“You're welcome to stay for the night” he says, you missed the grin on his face since he turned away. 

“Really? That would be wonderful!” You say, smiling widely.

“Let me show you your room, up we go” Diluc says, picking you up. 

He walks up stairs, humming a soft tune. You stare at the painting as you pass by, a weird choice he chooses. Pictures of bloody knives, withered roses, but one caught your eye. A large painting of a man who looked similar to Diluc with a blue haired man standing beside him. You’ll have to remember how to get back here, you want to get a closer look. 

“Here is your room, for as long as you need it” Diluc says, pushing the room door open. 

A large bed covered in warm fur, books stacked neatly on a shelf, a table with an empty notebook and ink and quill resting near, curtains stopping any light from escaping inside, he sure did have money.

“Thank you so much! I’ll figure out a way to repay you” you say, thankful for how kind he was. 

“I think I already have a way in mind~” Diluc teases, leaning closer to you. 

“And what’s that?” You ask, your face heating up from how close he was. 

“That my dear, is a question for tomorrow” Diluc chuckles, leaning onto the door frame. 

“For now, get some rest. Goodnight, dearie” He says, closing the door behind him.

After everything that happened today, you were happy to rest in a warm bed. Tomorrow is something you hope will be better, your eyes slowly shutting as you rest your head on the pillow.

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[vulpixisananimal]

(You gently close the door to Sifs room and lean back on the wall next to it. Change, what a morning.)

(You rub your temple. Alright, alright, analyse and compartmentalise, Siffrin, no, Loop, had told you a lot and you had to relay it to the others. Are they all going to take it well? You couldn't exactly keep it secret.)

(Oh boy. . .)

(You walked down to the where Nille and Odile were sitting for breakfast. Nille waved good morning.) "Hey big guy, how's Siffrin doing?"

"Oh, bad." (You sigh and sit down.) "Where do I even start."

"Never a good sign." (Odile comments from behind her book.)

"W-well, right now they're resting up. They have craft exhaustion and are pretty hungry. I was going to grab them some food."

"I got it!" (Nille stood up and scooped up some of breakfast.) "Not surprised, time crafts s'pposed to be impossible for a reason."

"Even one loop should kill them, really." (Odile adds.)

"Ah, well, about that." (You rub your neck.) "When everyone's back there's a lot to explain."

"Ah."

"Ominous, I'll be quick then." (Nille runs off with the food.)

(You pick at your own breakfast, quesadillas, just like Loop said. You took a bite, tasty!)

(You think while you eat; how many times had they eaten this breakfast? Well, if you had the same thing for breakfast over and over you might go crazy! And it's even made the exact same way every time.)

". . . Isabeau." (Odile starts.) "Did you get to ask?"

"Hrk-" (You choke a little, Crab!! You forgot!!) "N-no, I didn't. T-there was uh, something a bit more important going on."

"It sounded intense." (Back to her book.) "Argument?"

"Not really. . ." (You rub your shoulder.) "I-I'll, I'll ask them out another time! When things have calmed down."

(Nille returns to you and Odile chatting.) "They're out like a stone, don't think I've ever seen someone so sleepy."

"That sounds like Sif!"

"I doubt anything short of the King coming back would wake them up."

"Knock on wood." (Nille replies, nocking on the wood table as she sat down.)

". . . What?" (Odile looks up, confused.)

"Knock on wood! It's an old tradition to stop you from jinxing yourself. And I don't exactly want the King to come back."

"Ah I see." (Book down, researcher mode.) "Where does that tradition come from? Is it Vaugardian?"

"I don't think so," (She thought for a second.) "Actually, I got no idea where I got it from. Maybe I got it from someone in Bambouche."

"Could be one of those 'Sif things.'" (You comment.)

"Ah yes, the 'Sif things'" (Odile continues.) "I would not be surprised if this was another 'Siffrin thing', with how many little traditions seem to be tied to it."

"Like that thing they told Boniface to do? On their birthday?" (Nille asks.)

(Odile nods.) "Exactly so. Now let's pause this conversation before we get headaches, shall we?"

(You nod, right. It was always a pain to talk about 'Sif things' as you all had come to call it. Island talk. Wish craft. Rituals and- ow. Alright message recieved, back to casual non-island conversation.)

"Hmm. . . Is it tradition research?" (Nille asks after a second.)

"No, wrong." (Odile shakes her head, back to the book.)

"Awww."

"You'll get it sometime Nille!" (You say encouragingly.)

"How long did it take you again?"

"It took me a few months, and Sif figured it out durring the loops sooooo. ."

"I'll try and do it quicker then." (She rolls her eyes.)

(At long last Mirabelle and Bonnie joined in from doing their morning routine and took a seat. The casual chatter continued as you all finished breakfast.)

". . . Where's 'Frin?" (Bonnie asks.)

"He's resting up, I guess that loop yesterday really took it outta them." (Nille ruffles Bonbons hair.) "Was too busy saving our lil' scoundril."

"Ah, right, about that." (You clear your throat.) "Former saviors of Vaugarde I, Isabeau, am calling a very serious no jokes meeting into order!"

(Odile let out a half-laugh.) "Good start."

"Oh Madame! That's no way to act durring such a serious meeting!" (Mirabelle replies in a poshy accent.)

"Quite so! For we are only the most serious of serious!" (You continue, before breaking out into a laigh.)

"A real comedy duo you two are." (Nille says, leaning back.) "So, what's the deal big guy?"

"Right!" (Alright, here goes, gotta tell em everything. Now, just like Sif does. You breathe in, and out.) "Well, for one, Siffrin isn't Siffrin right now. Remember the conversation yesterday? Well they're Loop right now, not Sif. Just, as a start."

"Alright. . ?" (Odile responds as if prompting you to continue.)

"But! The, uh, the real issue is that." (Ohboy.) "They've aparently been looping through today, with this being the, 8th or 9th time."

"Again?!?!"

"Oh gems. . ."

"Well that explains the exhaustion."

"Yeah," (You rub your shoulder.) "Last loop was aparently really bad, and they had a whole breakdown- oh Change I forgot to ask for details."

"W-we can ask them later! Once they're up." (Mirabelle looked nervous.) "Did they tell you a-anything though?"

"Oh they did! Uh. . ." (You tap your chin.) "Right, so, an old friend of mine, Ramos, who used to go by a different name I think- A-anyway! They've aparently been using mind craft on people, strong mind craft. It got Mirabelle in trouble for kidnapping Bonnie, and they changed my memory."

"What?"

"I- I wouldn't do that!! Why would they-"

"THAT'S CRABBING STUPID!!!"

"Language!"

"I-I know! I know it sounds bad and uh. . ." (Oooooh boy.) "Aparently last loop they tried confronting Ramos, and they turned into a sadness and we had to fight. Nille got hurt pretty bad, but we won."

". . . But?"

"I, they didn't tell me, but, aparently something bad happened to Ramos."

". . ."

". . ."

". . . What in the world could have been bad enough to go back again?" (Odile muses.)

"I, I don't want to think about it." (You shudder. Oh Ramos. . . You remember them, you would hang out sometimes, train together, and you'd help them out sometimes with exams. They had some troubles, but they were alright! They were a good person!)

"So. . . So what do we do?" (Mira asks.)

"Well. . ." (You think for a moment. Loop seemed so. . . Distressed. Desperate. Sad. All of that. You'd seen it all before when Siffrin walked up to you at the Favor tree, they looked so distant then. . . You couldn't let that happen again.) "We should get training just like we used to!"

"Huh???"

"Ah."

"REALLY?!?"

"Not you Boniface." (Nille replies.) "You're still a kid."

". . . Pétronille, I mean no disrespect, but I'm fairly certain Boniface is a stronger fighter than you are at this point." (Odiele counters.)

"HEY!!! I'm PLENTY tough!!!"

"Haha!! 'Dile called me stronger!!"

"Oh I'll show YOU strong ya lil-"

"A-alright! M-maybe save that or another time since, since we still need to figure out everything a-and-" (Mirabelle tries breaking them up. Her look of worry doing the trick instantly.)

"Ok, ok. But if Boniface is gonna fight I better be there."

"As long as it's on the backlines as well." (You respond.) "Dive in when there's an opening just like we used to do."

"Sounds like a plan."

"I do wonder though, how much, well, how much will it matter?" (Mira was pondering.) "If this isn't the last Loop, then, we would have done all this for nothing, and, w-well."

"I had a theory on that." (Odile adjusted her glasses, oh you loved this part.) "Siffrin said they started each loop waking up from their nap. Yesterday, Siffrin also looped back to waking up from their sleep, and I'm assuming todays loop started with them waking up too." (She tapped her chin.) "There's a good chance taking a proper sleep is linked to making a "checkpoint" of sorts."

"But what about the clock tower? Sif said we always had a sleepover there before going to the house." (You ask.)

"Hmm, good point." (she thought it over, then snapped her fingers.) "Ah! Didn't you plan to tell Siffrin your grand confession durring the sleepover?"

"M-m'dame!" (You hold up your hands deffencievly.) "What does that have to do with this?"

"You chickened out, duh." (Bonnie chimes in, smugly.) "I can already see you trying to talk to 'frin when everyones trying to sleep. Then holding off till after the King."

"O-oh..." (You try to sink into the floor. That, that would be something you do, yeah.)

"As easy to see through as a plane glass window." (Nille shakes her head.)

"L-lets move on-"

"Yes yes, so, my theory is that when Siffrin wakes up it'll be a new point they'll loop back to." (Odile stands up and stretches her back.) "Which means that anything we do before they wake up will do wonders for future loops."

"Oh!!! That's great!!!" (Mirabelle jumps up too, a new spring in her step.) "I'll get my sword! Oh it'll probably be dull by now too, oh! And I need to brush up on my combative crafts!!"

"And don't forget the-"

"I don't think I could ever forget the carrot method."

"CRAB!!" (Bonnie jumps up in a panic.) "I've been using those spare tonics for cooking!!!"

"Language, but a good point. I'll help ya look for more." (Nille gets up too.)

(Phew.) "I'm glad we figured all that out." (You stood up, and strike a big heroic pose.) "Siffrin, Loop, they're gonna get out of today! And we're gonna help them do it!!"

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[sirenologyyy]

FRAGILE !

୨ৎ summary : wherein singer!reader books her next role in the ballad of songbirds and snakes after starring in the third highest-grossing movie of all time called avatar: the way of water, and falls for the bad guy... of course

୨ৎ warnings : cussing, that's pretty much it HEHEHE

୨ৎ author's note : so uhhh hello I'm not dead!

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⤷ rachelzegler you and me both

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OfficeMagazine with Y/N L/N in her self-proclaimed "punk-ballerina era" we slithered into her dm's to give us the biggest scoop yet about her upcoming film "The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes", set decades before the original trilogy "The Hunger Games".

"It's so incredibly overwhelming and nervewracking to be diving headfirst into this universe to be completely transparent, which shouldn't be a surprise to anyone who grew up reading these books and having them be a ginormous part of our lives to being on set playing the role of one of the characters you've idolised since your teenage years up til today. It's absolutely surreal. Me alongside my wonderful and enormously talented co-stars have definitely got some very very big shoes to fill as everyone has these expectations coming in and eager to watch the film which is undoubtedly a labour of love. I've poured my heart and soul into Mira Sage Baird, so much so that I can confidently say that she is a part of me and that I am a part of her. I'm excited for everyone to fall a little bit more in love with her like I did."

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[cheriladycl01]

The Rookie Prodigy - Carlos Sainz x Driver! Reader Part 6

Plot: You are a rookie coming into the 2022 season of Formula One into Alfa Romeo with team member Zhou Guanyu, being in a mid tier team can you help them rise up the ranks. What pressures occur for the only rookies within the 2022 line up!

Credit to macrazylive for the GIF

You were scared to be anywhere right now. You couldn't go home, and you no longer felt safe in London. The reason you weren't at Free Practice or anything else was because you'd not only missed your first plane but you were in the police station.

Someone had broken into your house and many notes had been left, the death threats had increased in your DM's after the picture of you and Lewis and your house had been trashed.

You were so shaken, you didn't know what to do when you first found your house like that. You didn't know who to call or where to go, you were completely alone. You called your dad not really knowing who to go to.

He was over in half an hour to find you sobbing on the floor of your apartment. He was the one who phoned the police and phoned ahead to your team explaining that you wouldn't be there with them. And to potentially prepare fo you to not race.

You'd been quick to shut that down, saying you'd make it for qually just not the free practices as the police needed you today and by the time you could get on the next flight to Miami FP2 would be well underway.

This is why you'd turned up to the track so tired.

You also didn't feel safe anywhere at the track when you were there. Everywhere you went it felt like someone was following you or that someone was going to do something.

That's why you'd also remained so close to your team and tried to go as undercover as possible.

You didn't feel like you could go home to your parents as it was an impact to them and even though Fred Vasseur had offered to accommodate you before Spain you also didn't want to impede on his personal life.

You thought the only option was hotel hopping until the Spanish GP but that didn't seem financially possible.

So you phoned the one person you thought might be able to help.

"Hello?" you sigh into the phone from your Miami hotel room.

"Hello?" the thick Spanish accent comes through and you sigh relieved you had the correct number.

"It's Y/N, L-Lando gave me your number!" you explain and you can hear the rustle of some sheets before he replies.

"Mmmmm, what did you need hermosa?" he asks with a yawn, and you bite your lip in anticipation not wanting to ask him the question.

"Can we talk, in your room please? I need to ask you something!" you say and Carlos instantly can tell this is serious.

"Of course hermosa, room 407!" he says and you hang up. He was a few floors above you, so you took the lift up to the fourth floor. It was a short ride but you were legging it out the door the minute you could, eager to see Carlos.

You stand outside the room, a second of hesitation before you lightly knock. You are about to knock again, worried he didn't here you when the door swings open and you are pulled into the room.

"What's going on with you ...!" he asks looking at you and for the first time since the incident your eyes start to fill up with tears. You pull him into a hug and the way his arms encase around you made you feel safe and secure.

It was this incredible kind of bear hug.

"I-" you start but your words physically don't come out.

"Take your time its okay!" he says guiding you to the sofa in his room and making you take a seat.

"I need somewhere to lie low before the Spanish GP, i was hoping if it's not too much to ask if I stay with you?" you choke out and he looks at you in shock.

"This isn't me saying no, so don't take this the wrong way. But why? What's going on. Everyone is worried about you!" Carlos pushes and you nod, knowing it was better to tell him what happened. That's what the phycologist in the police station told you anyway.

"My house was broken into... and there were notes in the house that were death threats and my DM death threats have increased since the whole me and Lewis picture ..." you sniffle looking up at him and he pulls you into a hug again.

"What do you mean broken into, what notes?" he asks and you hand him your phone that had all the pictures for evidence.

"Holy shit!" he breathes out.

"That's why i missed out all the free practices, i missed my flight and was in the police station submitting a report... I'm so scared and I don't feel safe anywhere anymore" you explain tears coming to your eyeline. Carlos looks you dead in the eye, holding both sides of your face before pulling you in for a gentle kiss.

In the moment, needing that comfort you lean closer fully taking him in.

He pulls back and you smile.

"Y/N, I will be there for you whenever you need me! You can stay with me as long as you need to. I promise no questions asked" he offers holding one of your hands in your lap, holding an intimate sort of eye-contact with those puppy dog eyes of his.

"Thank you Carlos, I can't thank you enough!" you smile pulling him into a hug.

"Could i - stay for the night. I'm scared to be alone in my room!" you say awkwardly feeling like you are asking for too much.

"Come on. Lets get you to bed!" he smiles pulling you into him and walking over to the bed. You were already in pajamas so you settled into the bed, facing where he would get in and lay down.

He lays down under the covers next to you, facing you as well. You both just look at each other in a calm understanding.

"You are so beautiful!" he smiles pushing some hair behind your ear. You cant help but blush and close your eyes to try and control your breathing at his warm touch.

"Are you so sure we can do this mi amore?" he whispers at you a teasing tone in his voice, and you can feel the blush on your cheeks rise even higher.

God, if you were going to be living with this man and his family how would you survive.

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[argentiluver]

Cowboy || Boothill x G/N Child! Reader (PLATONIC) - Honkai Star Rail

warnings; just small spoiler warnings for his story, some of you probably already saw leaks of it though 😭

After he had lost his precious daughter during the IPC attack on his planet, it was no surprise Boothill would be oddly overprotective over his dear ones. Especially over you.

You were a child much like Boothill’s daughter, but you being only a tad bit older since she was just a toddler at the time. Once you had came in, Boothill made a silent vow to himself that he would protect you like you were his child, not even letting you out of his sight for a second. He just didn’t want to lose you like he lost his little girl is all!

Which was quite ironic as he had first met you through aiming his revolver at your head, thinking you were someone here to collect his bounty, only to see it was literally just a kid. He still remembers the way you almost passed out. Poor you.

So no wonder Boothill almost lost it when he noticed your tiny footsteps weren’t heard behind him anymore, what’s left of his heart instantly dropping.

Panic struck as he looked around frantically, cursing (or at least trying to) himself out for not keeping a closer eye on you while a million thoughts of what could possibly happen without his supervision on you raced through his head.

What if you had gotten seriously hurt?

What if something—or someone—took you?

What if you were stuck somewhere, stranded with a bunch of people you didn’t even know?

It was odd to see the infamous Galaxy Ranger; Boothill getting all worked up and worried over some missing kid. Why’d he care so much anyway? Was it something about you? Did he just oddly grow attached?

Or did he simply view you as someone he once cradled before it was snatched away from him abruptly?

“Boothill!”

Instantly, Boothill stopped in his tracks, pausing his search for you and spinning his head towards the familiar small voice. There you were; all safe and sound, but with tears falling down your chubby cheeks as you raced over to him.

Boothill dropped to his metallic-like knees and caught you in his arms tightly, feeling your tight grip around his shoulders as you hugged him, burying your face into his shoulder.

“I told ya not to wander off, didn’t I? To stay close to me? You could’ve gotten hurt all alone like that, you lil’ brat…” Boothill would lightly scold you, standing up while lifting you in his arms, holding you close and pinching your cheek in a scolding matter.

His grip around you was tight as if he were worried that if he let go—you’d vanish without a trace.

A hiccup left you in response, struggling to put your words together to which Boothill began to rub the small of your back as a way to calm you down, “I-I didn’t mean to…! I-I just really wanted that plushie—hiccup—over there…!” Boothill watched as your shaky finger tried pointing in the direction of the toy stand, pointing in the wrong direction in the process. But he still knew what you were referring to.

You were clearly referring to that cowboy plushie you spotted while you were walking with Boothill earlier, the one that you couldn’t avert your gaze from which Boothill also called “just a mini, knock-off” version of him. It’s quite obvious that you only wanted it because it reminded you of Boothill.

“But-but when I looked back to you, you weren’t there anymore…!”

You broke out in another fit of sobs, hugging his neck tighter, your cheeks all stained with your tears, and your nose stuffy. Your head was even beginning to throb from how much you were crying.

“You mean that little cowboy you kept lookin’ at? You got your own real-life cowboy though, don’t you?”

“Nuh-uh! I want the plushie, so I can have two of you!”

At your silly words, Boothill had to bite his lip from letting out a snicker, knowing you’d probably get even more upset, and instead decided to indulge you, “Fine, if you want it so bad that you nearly made me pop a screw, I’ll buy you it.” Boothill reassures, wiping that small tear threatening to slip down your cheek away with his cold hand. You can only sniffle and quietly nod in a meek way, rubbing your eyes.

Before Boothill can move however, you suddenly cupped his cheeks with your small hands which was pretty much the only part of his body he can feel you touch, causing him to pause and look down at you. You knocked your head against his and mumbled, “You’re my real papa, Boothill…My only papa…” You ask with a small sniffle, patting his cheeks.

Boothill stood there, stunned for a brief second before he quickly regained his composure, and sent you a toothy smile that showed off his razor sharp teeth, “What a sweet lil’ thing you are…You certainly got a way with words, don’t you?” He ruffled your hair and placed his hat directly on your head to which it fell right over your eyes, causing you to quickly try and adjust it with a small yelp as Boothill made his way over to the stand you were whining about.

This time, he was sure he wasn’t going to let you out of his sight—no matter how much you whine for him to let you run around. He already lost one kid of his, he can’t lose another one.

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[xvysarene]

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Pairing: Xavier x Fem!Reader Words: ~3.2k Genre: Angst, Hurt/No Comfort Notice: Mentions of infidelity, blood, and wound, Y/N is not MC A/N: @brailsthesmolgurl requested angst, I hope this one is painful enough 💔 May or may not consider writing a part 2.

Clang!

The sound of the thrown stick echoed across the training room. A pair of cerulean orbs locked with yours, amazement reflected in their depths.

“That’s a lot of pent-up…energy,” your partner—professionally and romantically—fixed his attention on the wooden stick grazing his Adam's apple as he spoke.

If it was your hunter scythe, his skin would be sliced open.

You lowered it down, the adrenaline rush fading as the throbbing sensation in your knee took over. A sharp stab of pain that left your whole leg numb.

Ungracefully, you collapsed to the floor. Xavier’s hand was on your side in an instant, seeing how your face had crumpled in agony.

“You have a lot on your mind.” He felt you tensed, yet didn’t stop massaging your knee. His touch continued to work its magic, sending ripples of relief through you.

“I’m losing my touch, this desk duty is weakening me.”

“You just literally disarmed me,” he reminded, “Does this have to do with the team assignment?”

Whenever a new batch arrived, they were divided into groups with senior hunters overseeing their missions initially.

Xavier's involvement was to be expected, much like your own participation before the injury.

“Do you have anything against a particular recruit?” he treaded carefully.

You had nothing against the woman—whom you later discovered was Dr. Zayne's childhood friend and suspected the stoic doctor had a soft spot for—when you saw them together in a café a few times. In fact, she was quite a lovely woman.

What unsettled you was Xavier's uncharacteristic ease in opening up to her, despite his usual reservations with strangers.

“No,” you answered genuinely, “but do you have anything you’d like to tell me?”

Xavier’s fingers paused. “What do you mean by that?”

“I don’t know, Xav, you seem distracted lately.”

How could you miss the way his eyes sought out the junior hunter every morning when she arrived, even when you both were engaged in a conversation?

Or how could you miss his unmistakable comfortable stance as he interacted with the hunter, when the ring of her laughter filled up the bullpen?

His eyes slid sideways. “I need to focus on supervising the recruits, Captain Jenna's counting on me.”

Drawing closer, Xavier reached out, hand tenderly cupping your cheek. “I’m sorry if I’ve been distant.”

He noticed you biting down on your lips, wearing them out. It was the first time he had seen you visibly unsettled.

“If this is truly affecting you, I can ask someone else to take over my place.”

“No, it’s fine.”

You wouldn't allow yourself to be the reason he stepped back from his responsibilities, even if it meant sacrificing your own peace of mind.

“Just... please, talk to me if there's ever something on your mind,” you urged softly.

Xavier pressed his lips gently against your forehead. Even as the warmth of his kiss enveloped you, it couldn't dispel the pang of unease gnawing at the edges of your thoughts like it normally did.

The gnawing uneasiness, though, was justified.

With each passing day, his subtle mentions and veiled references of her painted your conversations.

It became even more apparent as your keen eyes caught glimpses of the growing sparkle in his gaze, the way his eyes slightly lingered on her, speaking volumes.

It might have gone unnoticed by others, but not you.

Not when you had once recognised the same tender looks directed towards you, before the two of you became a couple.

“Will you, for once, stop bringing her up?”

The room plunged into a tense silence, even the rhythmic tick-tick-tick of Jeremiah's fingers typing came to a sudden halt.

“Uh I’ll step out—”

“Jeremiah, sit down,” your tone was firm, leaving no room for refusal.

Jeremiah, halfway rising from his seat, abruptly sat back down with a plop! onto the chair beneath him.

Perched at the edge of Jeremiah's desk, you faced Xavier across the wooden table, the recent activity on the No-Hunt Zone forgotten as he got startled by your harsh remarks. Mouth slightly hanging open as he didn’t get the chance to finish his sentence.

“Tell me, Jeremiah, did he or did he not have been casually mentioning her for the past fifteen minutes?”

The poor guy had his eyes ping-ponged between the two of you. Torn between defending his longtime friend or you—the second person he would trust his life with.

“He did,” Jeremiah eventually admitted in a tiny voice, sinking even lower into his seat upon receiving a look of exasperation from Xavier.

In a way, you felt relieved knowing that the creeping vines of jealousy within your heart didn't merely blind you to making things up.

Grateful, that someone else had also come to realise it, validating your feelings.

You watched as Xavier's eyes finally bore into yours, uncertainty swimming in their depths.

Whatever emotion reflected in your eyes caused his breath to falter, finally making him aware of the jagged rift that had gradually formed between you.

“It’s been a couple of months now. You sure there’s nothing you’d like to tell me?”

Despite the cool front, you were aware of the pain piercing your heart.

The weight of embarrassment from having Jeremiah witness the unraveling of something that had once felt solid, so unbreakable.

Xavier took a daring step, as if to bridge the gap. “Y/N, I—”

Before he could finish, yours and his hunter watches lit up red, signaling an urgent notification. A warning voice thundered not a second later.

「All available senior hunters are to report back to UNICORNS Massive Metaflux fluctuations detected at Stormcrown Summit」

With a quick "Catch you later" tossed back to Jeremiah, you were already on the move the moment the first words reached your ears.

Xavier stepped in front of your 310HM, a dangerous move as you were mere seconds away from twisting the throttle. “Please, your knee can't handle it. You'll only end up hurting yourself.”

“Now is not the time to suddenly show concern for me again,” you retorted sharply.

As you revved up the engine, he stepped back, his face troubled. And you left him behind, knowing fully well he would make it back before you either way.

The bustling HQ buzzed with urgency as hunters within a 25km radius received the emergency alert. Frantic voices and swift footsteps filling up the walls.

Walking straight to Captain Jenna, you were greeted with an all-too-familiar grimace; the same expression she had worn when she caught you in the training room instead of attending physical therapy for your injury.

“Senior hunter Y/N, reporting for duty.” Your gaze met hers head-on.

The captain sighed, slightly shaking her head as if to clear the mounting stress. “We are in dire need of all hands on deck. Some senior hunters are away on missions far from Linkon, and we’ve resorted to sending some of the best recruits.”

Despite having earned her approval, she still gave you a warning look.

“You head back when your knee starts hurting, and”—her stern gaze warned you that there would be consequences if you ever considered defying her command—“you are not to wander alone without a partner.”

Your hand instantly reached out to one of the passing hunters, luckily snatching someone you had worked together with in previous missions occasionally, noting their above-average skills.

The fluttered brows of Captain Jenna didn’t go amiss. A look of confusion passed between her and the hunter, questioning your choice of a different partner than the usual one.

Towering trees at the Stormcrown Summit were shrouded in mist, casting an aura of unpredictability over the landscape. The occasional rustle of leaves heightened your senses further, escalating the tension of the unknown lurking within.

A very much missed surge of adrenaline fueled your body as you ventured deeper into the dense forest.

“I’m surprised that you did not choose Xavier as your partner,” your companion—Adrian—initiated a conversation after the two of you eliminated some roaming Mist Knaves.

“He is busy supervising the newer guys.”

"Seems to be warming up faster than he normally would, isn’t he?"

Damn it, you forgot how one of his best skills included perceptiveness. 

A short distance away, Xavier’s group made their way towards the clearing. The worried glances cast in your direction didn’t go unnoticed before the gigantic trees obscure your view.

“It’s very unexpected of him,” Adrian commented, watching the exchange between you both.

“People change,” you bit out, fully aware that you had fallen into the trap, indirectly confirming that something had indeed happened between you and Xavier.

The conversation was cut off when several Velox Venators leaped out from behind the thick foliage.

Their agility presented a challenge after spending time confined to the desk.

“As much as I love having you back on the team”—your partner’s voice rang out as he leaped back, avoiding the swing of your obsidian scythe cutting through the last beast’s tough silver hide—“it would be a shame to see you permanently sitting behind a desk after this.”

The sudden pouring thunderstorm had made the ground mushy, amplifying the pressure on your knee. Concealing the grimace of discomfort became futile at this point.

You followed his instruction to rest once the danger was cleared up, welcoming the temporary bliss of taking the pressure off your knee.

Just as you were about to truly relax, the urgent shouting of one of the hunters crackled through both of your hunter's watches, jolting you back to attention.

「Requesting backup at coordinates 45.6789° N, 87.6543° W 2 injured hunters, surrounded by Elite Wanderers, recruits extraction needed」

Profanities escaped Adrian’s mouth as he followed your leading figure closely behind, navigating through the woods with the programmed coordinates in the watch.

As you reached the clearing, you took in the scene before you. Several senior hunters had come to aid, engaged in a battle against a handful of Thunderoars.

That explained the abnormal thunderstorm.

However, a movement in your peripheral vision caught your attention, drawing your focus to a lone female hunter facing a feline predator. Its build was unusually large compared to the ones you typically encountered.

The beast had curled its tail, its sharp edge gleaming with an ominous sheen, poised to strike.

“Shit!” You sprinted forward as you watched her moment of hesitation. A hesitation that could kill her.

White, blinding pain shot up your leg as you lunged forward, pushing the recruit from the line of attack.

The searing pain in your abdomen came next, stealing the air from your lungs.

There wasn't enough time to dodge the razor-sharp tail as you staggered both from the momentum and the uneven, soft terrain.

The ground rumbled as thorny vines quickly encircled each of the Spurtail’s legs, ensnaring it in a tight grip. 

Even amidst the haze of agonizing pain, your Evol reacted, defending its owner.

You pushed through the pain, striking the Wanderer’s broken protocore shield as it trashed against the barbed tendrils that had nearly swallowed its form.

A wave of exhaustion washed over you as the Spurtail deteriorated. The earth tilted and your knees buckled, scythe slipping from your grasp, clattering to the ground.

When the tell-tale sign of darkness crept into your vision, a glimmer of light danced off a familiar light-ash blonde.

His long legs raced towards you. Running, running, and running…

Past you.

“Y/N, Y/N! Are you still with me?”

Captain Jenna’s face appeared in your line of vision, lips set into a grim line.

When was your back lowered to the ground?

The sky above had cleared up, you realised. A stark difference from the gloom descending upon your heart like a heavy rain.

“Come on, Y/N, you gotta stay with us. You're stronger than you thought.”

The agony intensified as you registered a pair of hands pressing down on your abdomen. A guttural groan ripping out of your throat.

Pearl-red blood, your blood, stained her hands as she tapped your cheeks, desperate to have your focus on her.

“Hey, you can’t leave us, do you hear me?!”

The darkness was almost overwhelming at this point, the words that Captain Jenna shouted becoming incoherent in your ears.

For the first time, you witnessed a look of terror overtaking her eyes as they briefly flickered down to your abdomen once again.

It was unsettling. The mature woman was not one to show such raw emotion frequently.

As your head drooped to the side, you caught a glimpse of his outline crouching beside the female hunter you had pushed away.

Close in proximity, yet intolerably distant.

There was a longing for those blue orbs to be the last thing you looked at before the darkness consumed everything. 

Even with the soothing hum of the medical equipment in the backdrop, a sense of alarm began to creep in as you felt the shift in the air.

“Didn’t the nurse say no visits?”

It only took one air evacuation, just like in those action movies and medical dramas, for people to flock to your bedside once you were out of the ICU.

On the third day, you asked the nurses to refuse any visitors, craving solitude.

“I… may have walked past them.”

By “walked”, it meant that he had teleported to the room. There wasn't a sound of the door opening and closing.

Adrian’s self-blame was predictable, given that he was supposed to stick with you during the mission.

Captain Jenna’s shift from relief to light scolding didn't come as a surprise either.

Even the junior hunter’s profuse apologies were manageable.

Seeing Xavier’s guilt-stricken face several steps away from your bed, however, unleashed a whirlwind of emotion you weren’t sure you were ready to cope with.

“I should have been the one in that bed, not you.”

Your laugh was devoid of humour. “Why? So you can be her hero instead?”

“No!” Distress was evident in his voice and posture as he rushed towards you. “You shouldn't have to endure this. You shouldn't even have joined the mission.”

“We get hurt, it’s part of the job.”

“You almost died!” voice cracking, he collapsed into the seat beside your bed, head buried in hands.

Years of knowing Xavier and that was the first time you had seen him crumble. Gone was his usual calm exterior, replaced by a broken man, drowning in regret.

Even then, your battered heart couldn’t stop the trembling remark, heavy with disappointment and anguish, from escaping your lips, “Yet you ran past me.”

Doe eyes, bright with unshed tears, snapped to yours.

People had said that traumatic events may lead to memory loss, but that day was etched vividly in your mind, each detail imprinted like a nightmare festering in your brain.

“Y/N—”

“Anything you say will not change the fact that things will never be the same between us.”

His face fell, mouth opening and closing, but no words came out.

Finally, he settled on a meek plea, “Please forgive me.”

You breathed out, slowly adjusting your position on the bed. Face laced in discomfort as you felt the stitches being tugged.

You were lucky, so to speak, as the Spurtail’s strike narrowly avoided any internal organs. But, the gash was pretty deep, resulting in a significant amount of blood loss.

“Did you know that you used to look at me the same way?” the words tumbled out, a rhetorical question that had been lingering on the tip of your tongue for far too long.

He couldn't refute anything.

A sad smile painted your lips. “That should’ve been my only warning, yet I still hopelessly had faith in you.”

If it was possible, the guilt etched on his face deepened. He couldn’t miss the shift to past tense in your words, a bold declaration of the trust he had shattered.

“Whether you realised it or not, you’ve made your choice, Xavier. It’s time to put an end to this—to us.”

The blooms that Jeremiah had placed on the windowsill the day before suddenly lost their luster, mirroring the drastic change in emotion happening within you.

Xavier’s eyes flickered to the pot, helplessly watching the wilted petals droop, surrendering to the vines creeping up from the soil and entangling them with their thorny embrace.

“I don’t deserve your forgiveness,” his words hang heavily in the air.

You didn’t tell him that he was wrong. No, the deep wound he had inflicted could never be healed by words alone.

Eyes fluttering closed, you were determined to keep the tears at bay. “Please close the door on your way out.”

After a few weeks that felt excessively long, you eventually received the green light to return to work.

The desk will be your friend longer, unfortunately, until you fully complete the knee therapy and succeed the reevaluation exam, as per Captain Jenna’s order.

Adrian, still feeling at fault, was determined to fill you in with what had happened while you were gone. Including the gossip.

You were the least surprised to hear about the relationship between Dr. Zayne and the recruit.

If the doctor’s visits during your hospital stay—expressing multiple gratitudes for saving his childhood friend and making sure you had the best care—weren’t any indicator, then you might as well be dense.

“He’s been very closed off,” Adrian remarked as your eyes strayed towards Xavier.

The lone hunter was back to distancing himself from everyone, taking solo missions and not talking unless prompted to.

He was just doing what he did best: tracking down Wanderers and not socializing.

But, you noticed the freshly brewed coffee every morning on your desk, made just the way you liked it.

You noticed the hot packs appearing whenever your face pulled in discomfort from the stiffness of your knee.

Noticed that he never left before you, even when he had the rest of the day off after returning early from a mission.

Noticed, the stolen glances he sent your way.

Was it because he felt consumed by guilt? Or was it because he had to swallow his own bitter pill, watching someone he cared about chose another person?

“They still have your favourite egg tarts.”

Startled, you looked up from the monitor to see Xavier setting two food bags on your desk.

It was the first time he had spoken directly since your return.

When you saw him leave earlier, you thought that he had finally given up and gone home, as you persisted in gathering information about the threatening Elite Wanderer well past working hours.

Even Captain Jenna left first, leaving you alone in the bullpen as the night shift went to grab dinner.

“Thank you,” you murmured gratefully. You opened the bags to reveal a sandwich in one and the egg tarts you used to enjoy together in the other.

Without hesitation, you handed him one of the pastries before he could step away. His eyes widened slightly before accepting it with a faint smile, a sight you hadn't seen in so long.

In the dimly lit room, Xavier’s eyes gleamed like the depths of the night sky, each gaze resembling a twinkling star in a vast galaxy.

It would have been easy to give in to those eyes, to his profound concerns.

But the scar left a permanent mark.

And you were still not able to distinguish whether its sight reopened an old wound or if it proved that you had truly healed.

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Hey, you're cool, date my brother.

Najma pocketed her phone as she walked through the bazaar. The market was crowded with people from all over Twisted attending the Firelit Sky and grabbing what they could before tonight's big show. She spotted someone at the gyro stall, a gray cat creature was jumping up and down excitingly. It talked animatedly about something Najma couldn't hear. She spotted what she assumed was the creature's handler, as the person grabbed the creature by the bow around it's next. She got closer to the stall and overheard their conversation.

"Grim, calm down. Urging them to hurry up isn't gonna get the food out faster."

"But I'm hungry!"

"You're always hungry!" The person sighed. "Jamil and the others don't mind if the food takes a bit, so calm down, okay?"

Ah, that was a name she recognized. So, did this person know Jamil? Only one way to find out. Najma slid up behind the person and right as she was about to say something, the person turned around quickly. Jeez, they was about as perceptive as Jamil.

"Gonna have to ask you to not do that." Oh, they were a girl with green eyes and short black hair. "Don't want to start a fight in the market."

"Oh, I shouldn't have snuck up on you like that." Najma apologized. "I heard my brother's name and-"

"Brother? Jamil?"

"Yeah, do you know him?"

The girl looked her up and down. "Damn, you look exactly like him, but yeah, I know him."

"Here you go, miss." The stall owner grabbed their attention as he held out a basket of food. "Thank you for waiting!"

She took it. "Thanks!" She handed one to the creature. "Here, Grim."

"Finally!" Grim tore into it.

Najma looked at the gyros and swiftly grabbed the one she knew was Jamil's. She bit into it as the girl turned to face her with a eyebrow raise, yet she gave a smile and said nothing.

She started walking. "Didn't know Jamil had a sister. Younger or older?"

"Younger." Najma swallowed and pointed at her. "You wouldn't happen to be the prefect he talks a lot about, would you?"

"He talks about me? I hope it's good."

"Well, he calls you a troublemaker. What's your name, by the way?"

"I'm Yuu, and you are?"

"Najma."

The three of them were nearing a group, Najma could see Jamil standing near the fountain.

"Here you guys go." Yuu handed out the food and turned to Jamil. "Sorry, yours got eaten."

"Eaten?" A green haired guy with glasses asked. "Did Grim inhale it?"

"Damn, Grimmy, you didn't have to eat Jamil's." A guy with ginger hair and a diamond on his cheek spoke.

"It wasn't me!" Grim defended himself. "She ate it!" He pointed a paw at Najma.

All eyes shifted to her, which she waved at and took another bite of the gyro. Jamil's eyes widened upon seeing her, Yuu took a bite of her food and patted him on the back.

"You never said you had a younger sister, Jam-jam." Yuu teased him.

Jam-jam? This was gold, another new name to tease her brother with.

"You never asked." Jamil tried to recover before sighing. "Why are you here, Najma?"

"Wow, rude." Najma crossed her arms. "Do you see how he treats me?" She looked at Yuu. "And I've been nothing but nice to him."

"Such a mean older brother." Yuu laughed. "Treat your sister better. She's fragile, you know."

Jamil glared at the two of them, a faint blush dawning his cheeks before it disappeared from sight. He 100% had a crush on Yuu, there was no denying it now that Najma had seen it with her own eyes. She gave him the message their father told her to send. After a few more moments of talking with the group and them introducing themselves, Najma left to go hang out with her friends. She returned before the fireworks began and sat next to Yuu.

"My brother's single." She said, gaining Yuu's attention.

She fixed her with a confused look before smiling. "Is he now?"

"Mm-hmm and he's good at everything he does. Cooking, singing, dancing, just to name a few. You just gotta deal with the bugs he's afraid of."

Yuu started laughing and Najma smiled. "He could be mine for the low price of bug murder or atleast relocation?"

"...You're cool, date my brother."

"NAJMA!" whoops, Jamil had overheard and it sent Yuu into a louder roar of laughter.

"I'm trying to get the prefect for you, Jamil!"

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