#THEY LOOK SO HAPPY I HATE YOH ALL

[watmalik]

No one speak to me

#rwrb #nicholas galitzine #taylor zakhar perez #red white and royal blue #firstprince #THEY LOOK SO HAPPY I HATE YOH ALL #IM KIDDING BUT LOOK AT THEM UGHHH #I LOVE THEIR LOVE #alex claremont diaz #prince henry rwrb

[snghnlvr]

[2] 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞. / park sunghoon

park sunghoon x fem reader!

synopsis : you’re in a crisis whether or not to avoid sunghoon forever after your indirect confession backfired, however sunghoon wants to know why you’re ignoring him. you realized that you can’t avoid him for the rest of your life.

here’s part one of take a chance with me!

includes : 2.1k words | cursing | jake and yunjin makes an appearance!! | angst to comfort to fluff !! | happy ending :3

extra : i didn’t expect so much love part one received T-T thank you so much for supporting it <3 | yn is me when i deal with a messy situation :// | sunghoon is touchy?? | both of them are a blushing mess lol | KISSING | i’m sorry if part two isn’t up to your expectations T-T

likes, comments, and reposts are very much appreciated <3

[below the cut]

“you like sunghoon!?” your best friend, yunjin shrieked. her eyes were wide and her mouth opened, leaning back in shock as both of you are sitting in your bed.

you nodded disappointedly, holding a pillow on your lap.

after what happened last week, you decided to share the news to your best friend, yunjin because one, you needed to rant to someone and two, you’re comfortable around her as she’s open minded with a lot of things - especially with boys.

“you mean, the park sunghoon?” she emphasized each other, leaning closer to you with each other and scanning you as if you’re lying.

you nodded once again. “alright yunjin, share it with the whole world!” you rolled your eyes with her as yunjin leaned back again, nibbling her lip. she was thinking of something to solve the situation you’re dealing with because heck she didn’t know how to fix this one.

“argh!” you groaned, laying down in your bed as you covered yourself in your fluffy blanket. you closed your eyes for a few seconds, trying to collect yourself and not rethink about last week.

yunjin just stared at you, eyes wandering all over your room. “well,” she started.

“sunghoon doesn’t know that it was you sending letters.”

you removed the blanket from your face, pouting at yunjin because she does have a point.

“but he said that he hates people sending him letters!” you shouted, once again putting the blanket over your head.

yunjin believes that you’re acting like a little girl. and you would think yourself too.

“but he doesn’t know that it’s you!”

“but he said it himself!”

at this point you kept arguing with yunjin, back and forth, screaming at each other’s faces. there was no solution except talking it out but you’re blushing at the thought of talking to him. you can’t bring yourself to talk to sunghoon, it’s just embarrassing.

-

[now playing… take a chance with me by NIKI]

in the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take.

you looked out the window as it’s a free period from your class schedule. it was cleaning period so all of your classmates are all over the place. you leaned down with your arms planted down on the window. your eyes were scattering at the outside view from your building.

the faded music from your classroom that was played from your classmates, did not help you in moving on from park sunghoon, if anything it made yoh regret everything, even your rejected letters.

your eyes were following each snowflake in a way to stay awake. your tired eyes were starting to shut off due to your classes that were stressing you out. you were also mentally drained from thinking about sunghoon and what to do.

do you continue being friends with him after he indirectly broke your heart or just flatly avoid him like a coward you are? both of them doesn’t solve anything.

you heard sudden screaming from down the hall. your eyes shifted from the view to whatever commotion was happening. it was getting crowded by girls so you didn’t know that was happening.

you kept peeking at whatever was happening. you were curious of it.

your heart paused when you caught a glimpse of sunghoon.

after the news spread like rapid fire that sunghoon won #1st place in his competition, sunghoon’s popularity rose. girls started to like him more and people wanted to be friends with him. it worsen your chances of liking sunghoon.

you noticed sunghoon’s cheek dimples when girls started mini conversations with him especially complimenting him and giving him gifts as a way to congratulate him in getting #1st place.

you smiled at the sight, feeling bitter as the feelings you felt last week were reoccurring. you miss that smile of his.

maybe it is time to move on.

as you were standing up, grabbing the broom next to you to sweep up the dust on the floor, sunghoon finally noticed you.

he’s been wanting to talk to you, heck, even see you but you weren’t in his sight. even when in class, usually you would try to steal glances (yes sunghoon knew about it but didn’t say anything) across the room but now, you just focused on the work in front of you. not even sparing a glance at him.

he observed you, assuming, are you ignoring me? he even pouted when you just left class, walking past him when his eyes were planted to yours, trying to make you look at him.

and now he has this opportunity in front of him. you weren’t busy nor occupied with someone. he quickly apologized to the girls, saying that he has somewhere to go.

he tried to leave the scene, making sure he isn’t pushing anyone and tries to jog towards you with your back faced towards him.

“y/n!”

you froze, recognizing the voice that was calling to you.

you turned around like a deer caught in headlights. you saw sunghoon breathing heavily, “hey..” he smiled upon looking at you.

you didn’t smile back, as you were shocked. you never expected a situation like this, not in public.

so you ran. you ran away away from him like the freak you are.

sunghoon was confused, standing still for a few seconds before his body moved to his own accord. he started chase after you. he was right about his assumption,

you were avoiding him.

that drove him motivation to more to run after you.

sunghoon noticed that you would walk the other direction if he approached you or look away if spared a glance at you. he wanted to know why. he wanted to know what’s wrong even if he didn’t do anything.

you didn’t know why your tears started falling after you made eye contact with sunghoon. your past emotions were resurfacing and you didn’t want to see sunghoon witness your pathetic side.

you wanted to run away and hide from sunghoon.

you didn’t know where you were going.

your legs soon gave up and you ended up in the school’s backyard. you were by yourself which was a good thing because no one will have to see you cry.

you were shivering like crazy because yeah, you just ran away towards outside when it’s snowing and you have nothing but a skirt (your school had heaters so you don’t feel cold once you enter) and a cardigan.

so smart y/n…

you were panting like crazy as if you ran 8 miles. you placed a hand on the wall to catch your breath.

“y/n..” a voice trailed behind you, also panting.

fucking park, did you follow me?

you turned around to see sunghoon with his messy hair and his messed up uniform. you noticed that he had a messy collar from running. you know you can’t run away from this situation.

“why..” you muttered at him with glossy eyes. you were undoubtedly confused as to why he followed you.

sunghoon slowly walked towards you and you noticed that he was holding his long coat in his arms. you looked back at him with hurt visible on his expression.

“why are you avoiding me?”

you were at a loss of words at the sudden confrontation. your heart was beating like crazy and you curse at yourself as to why you can’t form a single sentence. geez you might believe that sunghoon probably hates you.

“um..” come on y/n think!

sunghoon was staring at you, expecting a response but as he saw you shivering like a dog, he approached to you with his coat. he stood in front of you which didn’t help yourself form words.

he wrapped it around your body, sending electric shocks in your body from his fingers touching your shoulders. you slowly looked up at sunghoon as he made sure to cover every inch of your body with his coat, even if it’s touching the floor.

“whatever i did,” sunghoon was fixing the collar as you kept staring at him with a sad smile. “i’m sorry.” he finally looked at you. your eyes started to swell up with tears like a crybaby.

you looked down so sunghoon wouldn’t see your tears falling. “you don’t understand,” you whispered. “you hate people like me.” you swore that your voice cracked.

sunghoon tilted his head at that assumption. “who told you that?” he tried lowering his head to look at you. “i would never hate you.” he softly said, hands slowly placed onto your shoulders, gently massaging them to ease you.

“whoever said that is a bitch.” you chuckled at sunghoon’s words. how ironic.

“i guess you’re a bitch.” you looked up to him with a slight, amused smile. his eyebrows quirked at your words. you looked at him and noticed the snowflakes on his hair. you wanted to remove them but you held back.

“what do you mean? have i said anything?” you can hear the genuineness in his tone. you can’t be mad at him forever, it’s not even his fault.

“those love letters,” you decided to just spill it out. “do you why they’re gone? why you’re not receiving them?” you didn’t expect a response. “because they were from me sunghoon. i wrote the letters to you.”

now it was sunghoon’s turn to be frozen. his hands stopped massaging you, his lips puffed out air in shock, and his eyes are slightly wide. you couldn’t handle his stare so you sniffled, looking down.

you expected a disgusted look from sunghoon and let him reject you. what you didn’t expect is that, it didn’t happen. your imagination became false when you felt his lips onto yours.

you felt like time stopped. your eyes were wide in shock and your body became still. you felt sunghoon’s fingers slowly reach your waist, digging into them to be closer to you.

his eyes were close and his lips were slowly moving, hesitant to continue. your eyes were slowly closing as you realized that sunghoon is indeed kissing you.

you can hear your rapid heartbeat echoing in your head and you stopped crying. you can imagine yourself a blushing mess and your thoughts are all over the place.

the park sunghoon is kissing me.

sunghoon let go (unfortunately) and looked at you while you were processing at what happened. sunghoon saw your cheeks becoming more red but didn’t comment about it. he instead, fixed your hair strands from your face and put them behind your ear. he noticed a snowflake falling onto your nose. he wanted to kiss it but he controlled himself.

“i’m sorry. i didn’t know it were yours.” sunghoon’s hand slowly reached to the side of your face, his thumb staying at your tear stained cheek as he gently rubbed your skin. you leaned towards his soft touch. “fuck y/n i really am sorry.” he apologized once again, feeling utterly terrible.

“i only said that because i like you. i only said that bullshit because i’m in love with you, not anyone else. i didn’t want anyone else but you.” you were at a loss of words.

“i like the way you help others before yourself, how passionate you look like talking about the things you like, how you look so focused on the classes i don’t even like, the cookies you baked for the class, i liked them. i liked every bite of them. i like your eyes, your hair, your voice-” your eyes dilated at the sudden confession sunghoon is making about you as he starts looking at the ground because he can’t look at you in the eyes when he’s confessing his love for you.

“shit i-i didn’t know it was yours, i didn’t mean to hurt you last week-“ sunghoon was rambling whatever what was coming on top of his head. he wanted to ramble to show how regretful he is.

“hey,” you softly spoke, catching sunghoon’s attention. he looked at you with sadness and disappointment, especially in himself. he doesn’t deserve a girl like you. you just smiled at him as he was wondering why you aren’t punching him in the face.

well, you did call him a bitch…

“you didn’t know it was from me, it’s only natural to react like that. i became an idiot and didn’t talk to you about the letters, i was just a coward because i was scared to be rejected by you.” you chuckled at yourself, shivering at the cold despite being covered by sunghoon’s coat.

sunghoon noticed and pulled the coat tighter on you. he even buttoned you up so the snow won’t touch your clothes. you can’t help but feel warm on the inside. “yeah an idiot for running without a jacket.” he replied, pouting at your stubbornness.

“i’m assuming that you threw them away?” you asked sunghoon as he guilty looked away. you weren’t mad at him, for he didn’t know. “i’ll start writing them again.” you said confidently. you didn’t know where your boldness was coming from.

sunghoon looked at you with sparks on his eyes. “but on one condition.” you suddenly said, using your index finger.

“mhm go on i’m listening.” sunghoon stared at you with a loving gaze and his hands wrapped around your waist and you suddenly can’t speak.

is this his way of flirting?

abruptly, you stood on your tippy toes and pecked his lips. sunghoon was caught off guard when he felt your lips on him. you looked at him innocently when his lips were ajar. you smiled cheekily at him.

“shit y/n,” he pressed his chest with his palm. “you can’t do stuff like that.” he pouted and you can’t help but giggle at the sight you’re seeing.

“like what?”

sunghoon leaned down towards you. “two can play that game.” you saw sunghoon smirked as he whispered to you, feeling his warm breath onto your skin.

you were about to ask him what he meant but he beat you to it when both of his hands cupped your face, making your cheeks squished. he smiled at the sight before kissing you once again and the warm feeling inside of you happens once again. both of you felt it.

the feeling, it felt so right. your lips felt perfect onto his. you smiled against the kiss and sunghoon felt it. he smiled into the kiss as well. he tilted his head to the side, kissing you deeper. you couldn’t breathe both literally and figuratively.

both of you stopped, panting for air. both of you leaned away but sunghoon still cupped your cheeks because he wanted to be close to you. both of you were a blushing mess but kept quiet about it as you kept smiling towards each other, never wanting this to end. you both leaned your foreheads together, being silent but staring into each other’s eyes.

“what the fuck.”

sunghoon turned around and saw jake. you squinted your eyes from afar and saw yunjin staring. the two of them stared at the both of you with a stunned expression.

can’t wait to explain this one.

-

thank you for reading ! <3

@yizhoutv

#enha imagines #enha smau #enha scenarios #enhypen angst #enha x reader #enhypen imagines #enhypen drabbles #park sunghoon angst #enhypen x reader #sunghoon x y/n #sunghoon oneshot #sunghoon fluff #park sunghoon fluff #enhypen fluff #sunghoon angst #enhypen x female reader #enha angst #enha fluff #enha sunghoon

[heretherebedork]

The way we start the episode, with Yoh in the shirt Segasaki bought for him and obviously coming out to show him, eager to be seen in his new gift and only a little nervous... He's so desperate to be loved.

And Segasaki gives him what Yoh so desperately craves... words of affirmation! And Yoh absolutely lights up. He is desperate for love but he needs that love in the most straightforward words possible or he'll overthink every movement, touch and choice and that seems to be something Segasaki still doesn't recognize. He still, and constantly, tries to show love in every other way besides words.

But this was so good. This showed exactly what Yoh is looking for and that Segasaki can give it. Look at his smile! He lights up like fireworks, so bright and brilliant, just from that tiny little compliment. I am losing my mind over them, okay?

And Segasaki steps in with the order, taking control of the situation and their relationship again... but in the process forcing Yoh to break a promise and putting him a position where he, again, is reminded that he agreed to obey him. Which he might enjoy but because he still doesn't totally believe that Segasaki loves him... well, it's a lot harder.

In which Segasaki gives orders that are about love but because he uses orders without words of affection... Yoh misunderstands and is ashamed instead. I absolutely believe that if Yoh felt loved, he would view all of these orders differently. But he doesn't. Because the one love language he recognizes is the one that Segasaki uses the most sparingly and with the least clarity.

Can I also point out that Segasaki is constantly bathed in light this entire scene, bright and unearthly, while Yoh is very grounded and more in the shadows. It's because Segasaki knows that he loves Yoh and that Yoh cares about him return while Yoh is still confused and unsure about their relationship and how he feels, let alone how Segasaki feels.

Welcome back to 'Yoh desperately wants to be loved and owned exactly as Segasaki is doing it but needs verbal and language-forward confirmation that Segasaki simply doesn't think anyone should need'.

The bright and nearly colorless Segasaski looming over Yoh as he tells his Matsudaira he was ordered to stay home and you can feel his own tension here, between wanting the orders but also that doubt he still has about Segasaki and it's just all so good.

Have I mentioned that Yoh is tiny and adorable and confused and desperate because he is and he breaks my heart. Because he is so loved and he could be so, so happy but the communication barrier between himself and Segasaki is a mile wide and a mile high and neither one of them knows how to scale it. It is especially not helped by the nature of their relationship and what Yoh needs from Segasaki.

Yoh knowing that his friend is a huge fan of Segasaki and that Segasaki will turn on the charm with her in a way he so rarely does with him and the fact that he can't trust that charm. The panic. But also the complete lack of reaction to Segasaki pushing him across the hall. That doesn't bother him at all.

She's more sure about their relationship than Yoh is. I love that.

The isolation that Yoh feels isn't changing. He's still unsure about their relationship or where he stands with Segasaki, insecure and afraid and he still feels like he's always on shaky ground, like Segasaki turns on the charm with everyone but him.

This is what she sees. Not what Yoh sees. And that's where the disconnect lies. Because you have to look past just his words to see Segasaki's love but Yoh is afraid of trusting that. He's unsure how to read the way he acts and how to respond and so much of his aloofness is a desperate attempt to protect himself.

Yoh clings to Segasaki desperately while he says this because what he hates is the insecurity and the unsure way he feels and everything about this relationship that leaves him on shaky and unsteady ground all the time, constantly going from one emotional feeling to another without a break inbetween.

Segasaki loves Yoh so much but he enjoys him jealous and childish and he likes the way he is as a brat... the problem is that he isn't giving Yoh the steady base he needs to also be himself and Segasaki is starting to see that. He wants the old things they used to share but can't have them because Yoh is constantly on unsteady ground with him and so cannot give him what he wants except when he's drunk or otherwise in a more extreme state.

This is probably the most interesting moment here. Because it's obvious that Segasaki really loves this side of Yoh, when he's a little jealous and very clingy and very needy and just wants to be with him and be loved and be tamed. But, right now, the only way to get it is for him to be drunk.

But how much of that is Segasaki's choices coming into play? He still hasn't figured out that Yoh's singular love language is words and that he needs this kind of thing spelled out to him or he overthinks and spirals no matter how much orders Segasaki gives him to the contrary. Because Segasaki is definitely the brat-tamer Dom here and Yoh wants that, needs that, but he also needs the words in order to recognize what's going on.

Just because everyone else sees what's going on doesn't mean he does.

#taikan yoho #my personal weatherman #segasaki x yoh #japanese bl #bl drama #bl series #asianlgbtqdramas #asian lgbtq dramas #japanese drama #japanese series #j drama #jbl #bl jdrama #jdrama #japanese bl series #japanese bl drama #i love them so much but also dear lord yoh needs words so badly #but segasaki just keeps avoiding them

[jemmo]

i might be just the tiniest bit obsessed with segasaki from mpw. hes just… so good, so shaped, so moulded as a character, as a performance, as a person. its just all coming together with him and it’s only ep 3. like every facet about the way he is and the way he’s played is perfect. the low voice that can be played off as indifference and moodiness early on but then later says the sweetest things you wouldn’t expect, the way he uses that monotone voice to tease yoh, taking any single hint of unhappiness or a complaint back to yoh saying he hates him bc he’s just that petty and as much as it’s to mess with him, it still actually hurts, bc yoh still said he hates him, but that sadness just reverts back to indifference and moodiness. its the way that voice and vibe contrast so fantastically the way he just does stuff, just goes for it. he’s so not a verbal person and everything about the way he presents is so casual and unbothered but he will also just ask yoh out with no beating around the bush. he decides and commands so easily, whether it’s ordering food or what they’re doing or buying clothes, but it’s never bossy bc its what yoh wants. whether segasaki has asked him or he just says it randomly, whenever yoh says something he wants, segasaki just decides to make it happen and it’s such a perfect match to yoh’s indecision and hesitancy, and that command segasaki has is always used to overcome that. it’s the way his flirting is so subtle but gets to yoh so much bc it gets at exactly where that hesitancy and indecisiveness is. he leans in when they speak so that yoh hears him and he hears everything yoh says, and he pesters him for an opinion until he gives one and still teases him about it. it’s so good bc it’s so not obvious on the surface, it’s just flirting, but it’s also segasaki trying to create a space where yoh is comfortable so that he’ll come out of his shell, he pushes him just enough, and it’s playful enough, that it gets through. and it’s the way he smiles in those moments yoh isn’t looking. it’s not that he hides them, its bc yoh looks away bc he’s flustered too, that he doesn’t see the smile that grows when they hold hands or sit close or when yoh says something and segasaki is just overcome with how cute he is and how smitten he is. it’s the way yoh says he only sees them slight smiles, and holds onto that as a reason to hope but also be cautious, that he doesn’t know the full extent of the happiness segasaki is feeling in any single moment when he’s around bc he misses those smiles. and yet segasaki has faith in yoh enough to know that despite being reserved, despite saying horrible things, he trusts that there’s feelings there, and that’s beautiful and also so scary bc i don’t think yoh knows just how much of a hold he has over segasaki, and just how capable of breaking his heart he is. bc segasaki acts so sure, he acts beyond doubt despite what yoh has said to him, but just that line of him saying ‘you’re beloved sex’ at the end betrays that some of that faith is constructed, that there’s little basis for it from yoh, bc yoh has been stuck on sex, and rightly so as he sees it as one of their only points of connection, bc they act so separately and unattached when they’re not having sex, and you see through the eps them developing these small bits of closeness outside the bedroom, but that’s still their biggest form of connection. so of course yoh sticks to it and focuses on it, but for segasaki of course it feels like that’s all yoh is concerned with. his whole meltdown in ep 2 centered on the fact they weren’t having sex, and even when they go on a date and have fun, yoh thinks about sex, and buys sheets, and brings it back to that. at the start you think segasaki holds all the power, but the show is about realizing they equally hold power, precisely bc they both feel strongly about each other but fail to communicate it. yoh doubts segasaki bc of his indifferent persona, and segasaki doubts yoh bc he only seems concerned with sex, and doesn’t actually like him.

it’s such a mess of emotions veiled behind this quiet, understated show bc it perfectly extends and captures with everything about its production and writing and delivery the way they both have much more complex feelings hidden underneath the surface of casual normalcy and it’s just utter perfection.

#oh this show #THIS SHOWWWWWWW #THIS MANNNNNNB #I am utterly obsessed with him #I can’t wait to see what unfolds #but in the meantime I will be devouring every detail of eveey single scene and look and touch until I go insane #my personal weatherman

[lyranova]

"Fluffy Morning" for Greyche, please?

Hiya anon! *gasps* This is my first Greyche request in about…6+ months 😱! I’m so happy you requested for my Black Clover OTP 🥺💕! And considering what just happened with the manga leaks we definitely need some Greyche fluff! I hope you enjoy 🥰!

Word Count: 648

Warnings: Manga Spoilers

———

Gauche’s eyes snapped open and his breath was labored as though he had just run 100 miles. He sat up and rubbed the sweat off his forehead and he looked over to his side and took a calming breath.

There laid his wife, Grey, sleeping peacefully and with a small smile on her face. He took another deep, calming breath as he tried to force the memories to go away. He hated how all of those memories would just come up when he was asleep.

He quickly got out of bed and quietly exited the room. He walked to the adjoining bedrooms and opened the doors a smidge to see the sleeping forms of his son Aloys and infant daughter Maelie. They were sleeping as peacefully as their mother. He took his third deep, calming breath before he closed the door softly.

He quietly made his way back to his bedroom and snuck inside. He closed the door softly behind him and when he turned around to face his bed he saw his wife smiling at him.

“ Where did you go?” She asked softly, Gauche rubbed the back of his neck nervously before he walked back over to their bed and crawled in beside her.

“ To check on Aloys and Maelie. I wanted to make sure they were safe and still asleep.” Gauche muttered softly, Grey nodded before she moved closer to him and wrapped her arms around him.

“ Did…you have another bad dream?” She asked softly, she could tell when he had nightmares, because he would always get up and check on the kids after checking on her. When he looked away with a blush on his cheeks she knew she was right.

“ It’s okay. I still have bad dreams too. And it’s always that one day where we all nearly died…” Grey admitted quietly as she laid her forehead against his chest, Gauche wrapped his arms around her and rested his head atop of hers.

“ I…I always have that same dream too. The one where I almost lost you…” Gauche admitted too, and Grey looked up at her husband.

“ Do you think we’ll ever stop having these nightmares?” Gauche made a humming noise before he kissed the top of her head.

“ I do, I think the more happy and cheerful memories we make together the less that nightmare will appear.” Gauche told her as he pulled the blanket up and wrapped it around them, and Grey nodded slowly at his words.

“ How about we make some more happy memories today? In order to make that memory disappear completely?” Grey asked softly as she grinned a bit, and Gauche frowned.

“ Don’t tell me you’re pregnant again.”

“ I wasn’t!” Grey nearly shouted as her cheeks turned a bright red, she quickly hit his chest as he chuckled. “ I was going to suggest the four of us go out and have a family picnic. But since you want to be a jerk,” Grey rolled over with a pout and Gauche moved with her and pulled her close to him again.

“ Sorry, sorry I was just teasing you.” He quickly apologized as he kissed her shoulder. “ I think a picnic with the kids would be a great way to erase the memory, maybe I can contact Marie and see if she wants to join us.”

“ Oh that would be great! The kids would love to see her!” Grey said brightly, and Gauche smiled back before kissing her cheek.

“ But first let’s go back to sleep, I’m dead tired.” Gauche muttered as he placed one last kiss on her cheek before closing his eyes. Grey chuckled before she reached her hand back behind her and ruffled his messy brown hair.

“ Yes, let’s go back to sleep. We’ve earned it.” Grey agreed quietly as she closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

The couple stayed in bed until the early afternoon.

———

Thank you all so much for reading and I hope yoh all have a good day~!

#asks #anon🌟 #black clover #black clover oneshot #black clover fanfiction #black clover fanfic #greyche #grey x gauche #gauche x grey #gauche black clover #grey black clover #gauche adlai #black clover grey #black clover gauche

[bbyquokka]

I'm glad to hear from you again bae, hope ur having a nice day<3 I noticed your requests are open now and it's not exactly a request but I wanted to share this dream I had and if u could write a small drabble based on it I would be the happiest. So turns out I was in college (i think) with stray kids, they were like super popular and we were not exactly close but ofc I had a crush on Minho. and then one day he got sick and passed out in the middle of campus, for some reason I was there w chan and jisung and a friend of mine, and they asked me to call an ambulance and I did but started crying while on call because I was triggered (IN MY OWN DREAM 😭 and the next is sadly 100% true) and remembered a time when my mom had a pretty bad fall and I had to call an ambulance for her bc i was alone. so the ambulance took him and chan was there comforting me bc i told him why I started to cry and also confessed my crush. my dream leapt to me visiting Minho in his hospital room days after and we talked, and then he was discharged and we started hanging out but life hates me and I that's where my dream ended so, maybe a simple soft happy ending in which he had a crush on me too?

— the feelings mutual

→ PAIRING: Lee Minho x gn!reader

→ GENRE: College!au | fluff

→ SYNOPSIS: After crushing on Minho, you both confess in an unexpected place.

→ WARNINGS: passing out/fainting from exhaustion | hospital setting at the end

→ WORDS: 1.3k

→ requests are currently closed!

Feedback and reblogs are highly advised and appreciated!

→ m.list

“You’re drooling, y/n.” Your friend giggles as they nudge you. 

“Huh?” You snap out of your daze, focusing back on your task of eating your lunch.

“If you keep staring at him so much, you’re going to burn holes into him.” Your friend laughs, causing you to flush an embarrassing shade of red.

“Oh, shut up.” You mumble as you pick at your food.

“Why don't you just go over there and talk to him?” You choke on your food, eyes widening at the ludicrous thought

“Absolutely not!” You finally manage to say once you have calmed down. Your friend frowns, a distinct pinch between their brows.

“Why not? You stare at him at any chance you get, y/n! Just go over and talk to him. What are you afraid of?”

“Rejection.” You state. Your friend sighs once again, shrugging their shoulders and resuming their task of eating. They start talking about classes and how boring it is and that they cannot wait to go home. You listened for a while, occasionally nodding to show that you are listening, however, your attention soon turns to the table where your crush is currently situated. A loud “YOH!” and laughter erupting from the group.

The table currently holds a group of 8. They’re the talk of campus. You cannot walk the corridors without hearing the name “Chan.” or “Jeongin”. It's not surprising that they're popular, they all have a range of special talents as well radiating with charism and looks. People either want to be with them or be them; there’s no inbetween. 

You too, also think they’re a charismatic bunch, however, only one captures your eyes. Lee Minho. You can't quite put your finger on it, but there is something about him that just draws you to him. Is it his looks? His talent? How he teases his members? Or is it his cute little bunny teeth? Or they way his eyes scrunch up whilst laughing. Whatever it may be, your crushing on Minho and your crushing hard.

You notice someone approaches them, handing Minho a letter; most likely a confession of their love for him. You watch Minho politely take it, smiling warmly before the girl rushes away, squealing and blushing pink. You sigh. Sometimes you wish you had the balls to do something like that. Some days you think about just doing it, just confess to him. But when you pluck up the courage to do so, all of it disappears in a second. 

“Why is he so cute?” You mumblem thinking out loud.

“Huh?” Your friend looks up at you before looking in the direction you're looking at before rolling their eyes and sighing. 

Minho can feel someone staring at him, burning holes into his back. He frowns, looking behind him and making instant eye contact with you. He gives you a small wave and friendly smile, causing your heart to thump erratically against your ribcage. You give him a shy wave, feeling your cheeks go red.

“You look like a tomato.” Your friend laughs. You huff and pout.

“Oh, shut up!”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

“Hey!” You turn in the direction of the voices, blinking before smiling as you see Chan and Jisung running towards you and your friend. “Have you seen Lino?”

You think for a second before shaking your head no slowly. ”No, sorry.”

Chan sighs frustratedly and Jisung chews his lip worriedly. They start talking between themselves, stress and frustration rising between them both. Jisung checks his phone several times, hoping for a message or a call for Lino

“Has something happened?” You ask carefully.

“We can't find him.” Chan states

“I'm sure he hasn't gone far. There can't be that many places to hide on campus.” You laugh softly, hoping it would lighten the mood a little. Chan smiles softly, nodding in agreement.

“We need to go! Lino passed out in the library. Changbin just told me!” Jisung states, worry evident in his voice. You all rush to Minho and true to changbins words, Minho is currently passed out on the floor, the remaining members surrounding him, giving him aid. 

You swallow thickly, memories and panic rising to the surface. It feels all too familiar to you. Your friend soothes your back gently, Chan asking you to phone an ambulance. You nod slowly, feeling yourself go into autopilot mode; flight or fight responses slowly kicking in.

You call the emergence services, putting your phone to your ear as you stare at Minho. Your eyes fill with tears due to worry for him but also because it feels familiar to you. Your friend understood straight away, soothing you the best they could. Chan notices, claiming you've gone pale. Your friend explains why Chan nods and gives a sympathetic smile. He, too, also soothes you, rubbing your back gently whilst thanking you.

“Ambulance please.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

2 days have passed since then. Once you got off the phone to the emergency services, you broke down in tears. You confessed everything to chan, told him about your crush on Minho. It made sense to Chan why you became so worried for Minho. Chan advised you to tell Minho how you truly feel. Told you to go visit him so it's just the two of you. You thought about it and decided to just go for it.

What's the worst that could happen?

You knock on the door, opening it slowly. Minho looks up at you from his hospital bed, currently sitting cross legged whilst watching tv. He smiles softly at you, a small that feels so warm and tender.

“Hi” He greets

“Hey.” You say shyly, walking inside and closing the door. “How are you feeling?”

“Oh y’know.” Minho holds up his hand that currently has a cannula inserted, a tube attached as it drip feeds him liquid. “Could be better.” He gives a light chuckle. You laugh softly, shifting your weight from one foot to the other.

Minho frowns, pointing to a chair that's situated beside the bed. You smile, feeling a little awkward as you walk and sit down. 

“Do you know why you passed out?”

“Exhaustion.” Minho looks at your shocked face, laughing softly. “Let's just say I wasn't taking care of myself. Late nights, bad diet, etc.”

“ Minho! It's important that you take care of yourself. You're important to many.”

“Oh yeah?” He asks, “Like who?” You swallow, biting your lip gently.

“Well, your friend and uhm–” You pause, playing with your fingers. Your heart thumping hard against your chests, nerves getting the better of you. You want to tell him so badly, but the words are lodged in your throat. You swallow several times to wet your sudden dry throat, licking your dry lips. You squeeze your eyes shut, opening your mouth to speak only for you to feel lips against yours before pulling away.

You open your eyes. You're instantly met with a flush looking Minho, nervously messing with the skin around his fingers.

“Did you–” You start off, too shocked to understand what just happened. Minho nods slowly.

“I like you. I like you a lot, y/n.” Your brain refuses to understand his words. Heart leaping a thousand beats as butterflies fill your stomach.

Lee Minho. The man whom you've been crushing on since forever, has just kissed you and to top it all off, he likes you too!

“I like you too, Lino.” You whisper shyly. Minho giggles, reaching out to hold your hand.

“I know, Chan told me. He told me to tell you my true feelings and that it may be mutual. So, yeah. I guess it was very ballsy of me to suddenly kiss you too. Sorry if you didn't like it.”

“No! I loved it!” You say, too eagerly.

“Then, once I get discharged from here, will you go on a date with me? That way, I guess I can kiss you some more.” Minho squeezes your hands gently, blushing. You laugh softly, stroking his pink cheeks.

“I’d love that Minho. More than anything in this world!”

→ note: thank you for the cute request and for being patient! enjoy!

→ TAGS [open]: @fluffylino | @chaneomma | @sstarryoong | @laylasbunbunny | @dilucpegg3r | @chanssmiles | @meltheninja13

#scoupsbae #request #skz #stray kids #skz fluff #stray kids fluff #skz soft thoughts #skz soft hours #stray kids soft thoughts #stray kids soft hours #lee know #lee know fluff #lee know x you #lee know x reader #skz x you #skz x reader #stray kids x you #stray kids x reader #skz fic #lee minho #lee minho fluff #lee minho x you #lee minho x reader #skz request

[loveinamystery]

Oh goody, the worms are alive and angsty today so I guess it is time to post another long blog post on my favourite series.

I really enjoy all of the Shaman King characters. The cast put together by Takei is one of my favourites. Recently, I have come to appreciate Ren more, I have become a Renthusiast if you will.

And as a result, my heart breaks for this little bean. I have some thoughts, and I just need to get them out of my system.

So, let's begin.

Ren-demption

This post will discuss spoilers for the sequels and spin-offs.

There is a tragedy around Ren as a character. Growing up, he was groomed to be a killer, and we know a small part of what his family made him do to train and get stronger. All for the goal of becoming Shaman King and for the Tao family.

The hate and anger which developed in this teenager was so much. Murder meant nothing if it got in the way of his goals. Luckily Ren met Yoh and was able to break the circle of hate. He was able to make the changes before he went too far down the wrong path.

I always thought Ren had a strong burden of guilt for what he did in those younger years, and how he seemed to dedicate his life to writing the wrongs of his past.

It wasn't just about keeping the promise to Hao, but more of something he had to do for his own peace of mind.

It would never be enough. Nothing is ever enough.

But Ren would continue working towards the greater good to correct the mistakes of the past.

But, like I said, it would never be enough.

The reward for trying to make the world a better place? Nothing.

Instead, Ren is faced with losing his wife in a brutal attack in their family home, and sending his son away.

You would think that from all their work to make things right, Ren and Jeanne would be rewarded with a happy life with their family. But the world never works like that, and that's one of the things which is so soul crushing to me.

I think this is also telling for Yoh and Anna too.

They gave up their dream of an easy life in Japan to try and make the world a better place. Their reward? Dying a violent attack and having to leave their son in Japan as they continue with the possible task set by the Shaman King.

They gave up everything and they continued to stumble and fail. The girl who's family abandoned her and the boy who never really knew his father, have to leave their child behind due to the risk of losing him for good.

Now

Let's look at some other characters from the series, their actions and the consequences.

Hao

Now, now, I am a firm member of the church of Hao and I pray many times a day. But I cannot help but feel conflicted about the out come to his story.

I'll mostly focus on his third life. Hao did a lot of questionable stuff in his third life. From buring innocent people alive, murdering families, and killing orphans.

For me, Hao never went through a redemption for his actions. Instead of being brought to order and held accountable for his actions, he is rewarded with the title of Shaman King. Now yes, it was a tournament at the end of the day, and Hao wasn't the only one acting in this way. As mentioned, both Jeanne and Ren killed people in the process of their journeys. But Jeanne and Ren seeked redemption for their actions.

Hao ever had that. You could argue that he hasn't really changed much since becoming Shaman King. He accosted Yoh and Anna for bringing a baby to a battlefield when he is the one who put them there.

What about the lives destroyed prior to the Shaman King fight? Hao brings everyone back but not those who he murdered along the way. Such as Lyserg's parent's. Maybe too much time had passed, but it does raise the question. He is a God at the end of the day, surely he has the power to do that?

Another character I would like to highlight is:

Marco

In my opinion, Marco had a lot to make up for following his actions in the main series.

I hate what he did to Jeanne and Lyserg. I really do think he owes their both an apology and needs to work to fix his wrongs.

Maybe that was his goal with asking for these new powers from Hao. That by becoming a pawn in the battle ahead, he was gaining redemption for his past. But I don't think this is the way he would gain it. I think the only way is through Jeanne and Lyserg. But they don't seem to recognise what he did was wrong and the X Laws still love him so 🤷

It comes across as instead of being told to stay on earth and work to seek redemption for his past sins, he is rewarded by becoming Angel Boi Marco.

And sure, maybe there is a catch which comes with this. Maybe once the battle is over and his redemption complete, he will join the great spirit. But I see it being more likely he will go back to his old form and live his remainder of his life working with the X Charity and Jeanne.

But this is all interesting thoughts which occupy my thoughts and grip at my heart.

Those who continue to work hard to make the world a better place are targeted and forever pushed away from their goal of happiness.

Whereas those who have done wrongs in the past are instead rewarded.

I don't hate it. I enjoy this storytelling method by Takei and I look forward to where he takes the story next on his return to TSS in the Spring.

If you made it this far, thank you for reading.

I love making these types of posts and talking about Shaman King. I am a little shy and anxious about making them at times. But I really love the series.

Please do not take this as an attack or hate towards the sequels or any of the characters. These are just some thoughts I had, and as mentioned, I am a member of the church of Hao. Even if he is a petty kitty God.

#shaman king #tao ren #yoh asakura #anna kyoyama #hao asakura

[jujumin-translates]

Event | Sanrio characters x A3! | Chapter 12

Kitty: “Hello, I’m Kitty!”

Nico: “Kitty… Ah! There was someone looking for you earlier!”

Kitty: “Ahaha, is that so? That must’ve been Daniel. Oh, Daniel…”

Kitty: “But that’s okay, I’m sure he’ll come. So let’s just wait here for him.”

Nico: “Okay.”

Kitty: “You came to this festival to have fun, right? Where have you been all this time?”

Nico: “Umm, well, I got separated from the rest of the fairies from the World of Joy, and then…”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Izumi: (Nico tells Kitty-chan about what has happened to him so far.)

Izumi: (Sakuya’s sincere acting and smile are pretty cute. His role-studying for this play’s universe is really paying off…!)

Nico: “And then Shun and the others brought me here. It’s been a little rough with all the surprises and stuff.”

Kitty: “That’s amazing that you’ve been to so many places. It sounds like it was fun! I almost wish I could’ve gone with you.”

Nico: “Then let’s travel together next time. I think it’d definitely be fun to travel all across the four worlds with you, Kitty!”

Kitty: “Ufufu. I’ll look forward to that day then.”

Nico: “Yeah!”

Daniel: “Ah, there you are, Kitty!”

Kitty: “Daniel!”

Cogimyun: “P-Perfect timing myun…!”

Uki: “Is there really going to be something that happens here?”

Waku: “We’re finally gonna get to see it! I’m so excited!”

Kyakya: “It?”

Yoh: “Yeah, it~!”

Muu: “C’mon, Purin~! We’re gonna miss it if we don’t hurry!”

Purin: “W-Wait up~! Everyone’s going too fast~!”

Kan: “I’ll carry you.”

Purin: “Waah~! You’re so strong, Kan-kun!”

Giro: “Oh, so everyone else is gathered here too.”

Nico: “Is something about to happen?”

Kuromi: “I heard that it’s gonna be something really~ pretty! But I don’t know what it is…”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Cinnamon: “Look, look~! Everything is so sparkly and shiny!”

Nico: “Waah…!”

Izumi: (The Miracle Heart Lights the audience got are shining along with the rest of the lights.)

Izumi: (Looks like the stage direction I discussed with Banri-kun was a huge success!)

Kusu: “It’s so magical…”

Ooh: “It’s beautiful no matter how many times you see it.”

Shio: “Truly. It takes a while to get here, but I’m glad I came all this way.”

Fuwa: “Amazing… This is my first time seeing such a beautiful sight.”

Meso: “Yes… They’re quite charming, aren’t they? They’re the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in my long life.”

Shun: “Hey, Nico… Do you know why this festival is held?”

Nico: “Why…?”

Shun: “These lights are the Lights of Blessing.”

Shun: “Through this festival, we celebrate the encounters and relationships between those of us who live in worlds that don’t normally cross paths.”

Shun: “You met a lot of fairies today. I’m sure they’ll become a treasure to you someday.”

Nico: “Treasure…”

Nico: “Honestly, I came here not really knowing what to expect…”

Nico: “But I ended up dancing with the Fairies of Happiness, and bumped into the Fairies of Anger, who have an entirely different culture from mine.”

Nico: “And I spent a little bit of time with the Fairies of Sorrow.”

Nico: “It was all so new and confusing, but really fun too.”

Nico: “But… It’ll be 100 years until we can see each other again.”

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Nico: “…!”

Kii: “Guess it’s already over.”

Ban: “Yeah. Over and done with.”

Kira: “It’s about time to go. It’s kinda sad to have to leave already.”

Rune: “See you in another 100 years.”

Ooh: “C’mon, Nico, it’s time to--.”

Nico: “No!”

Rune: “Eh.”

Fuwa: “Why are you saying no… It’s time to go back. We need to return to our own world.”

Nico: “Why!? There’s still so much I want to know, so much I want to talk about…!”

Nico: “Rune and Ooh, isn’t it going to be another 100 years until you see your friends again? Won’t you miss them? Don’t you hate that?”

Rune: “Nico…”

Ooh: “…”

Nico: “I… Made a promise with Kitty. I haven’t gotten to fulfill that promise… And travel together.”

Hoku: “Stop being so selfish. Come on, we’re going.”

Nico: “Gh…”

*Slap*

Izumi: (Nico slaps away Hoku’s hand. You can feel the emotions overflowing from his whole body.)

Nico: “Stop it!”

*Nico runs off*

Hoku: “Nico!”

Ooh: “…I’ve never seen Nico that angry before.”

Kira: “What are you all doing just standing here? I know you’re surprised, but we have to go after Nico!”

Rune: “Nico, wait!”

[ ⇠ Previous Part ] • [ Next Part ⇢ ]

#a3! #a3! translation #sakuya sakuma #itaru chigasaki #citron #chikage utsuki #tsumugi tsukioka

[taikanyohou]

faiza i have no friends to scream about my personal weatherman with so imma yell at you: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH OMG ! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO WAIT 2 WEEKS FOR THE DATE ???? THIS EP WAS SO GOOD 😭

hiiii my love!!!

fhsbcjsic its okay you can come here and scream about mpw with me!!! i'm so glad you enjoyed the episode!! they've actually resolved the issue a Lot quicker than i thought compared to the manga, which is good but also its like ............. what do they have in store for us later on then gndnsjf!!! but!!!! yes!!!! they're gonna go on a lil date in ep 3 and they both look SO happy and content and!!!! i love them both! they're idiots and are sooooooo into each other but aren't great at communicating and they've still got things they need to talk through BUT!!! they're trying!!!! and its just really endearing to see both characters, segasaki AND yoh, equally having these 'oh?? huh???' moments! and then realising they're BOTH just as bad as each other in expressing what they wanna say vs what they actually say.

and also what i find super interesting is so far, we've seen yoh be very hesistant to touch segasaki, unless he's drunk. and in ep 3, segasaki LITERALLY takes yoh's hand and places it across his shoulder. idk but like. little details like that, little actions like that, sometime speak volumes more than words? that segasaki doesnt want yoh to be shy or hesitant around him. and in a way its breaking that 'power imbalance' that we've seen them having in ep 1 and 2 bc yoh thought he was a "contracted slave", and hearing yoh say that he feels like that at the end of ep 2 sorta really .... HIT segasaki ... bc thats not what he wanted yoh to feel like, but his 'proposal' made it seem like that! which! again! they're RUBBISH at communicating what they actually wanna say!!

ohhhh and also. yeah i LOVED how ep 2 ended with segasaki actually feeling sad and upset bc he thinks yoh hates him!!!! and segasaki hasn't pushed for yoh to clarify himself, he just let him be and is giving him the space he needs and its all Messy bc OH! so now we have boundaries!!!!! and limits!!!! and this silly rule of we won't have sex when its raining bc segasaki doesnt wanna burden yoh with doing laundry on a rainy day bc it was him trying to be kinder to yoh!!!!!!! only to realise that yoh doesnt care about that or get it at all!!!! yoh WANTS to be intimate with segasaki!!! and yoh wants segasaki to smile at him!!!! but its tiring to be with him and he hates it!!!! and yet he's looking down at yoh's sketches of him!!!!!!!

oh its sooooooo good. my god they NEED to talk about this all when yoh is sober. but its SO good. SO GOOD.

and to have to wait for TWO WHOLE weeks now .........😫😫😫😫😫.

#faiza answers #I LOVE THEM I LOVE THIS SHOW!!!!!!!!!

[jazwritesalot]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

Tagged by @wingsonghalo (I'm using my fandom account for this ILY)

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? 69!

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 372,792, which is about what I thought

3. What fandoms do you write for? Currently it's BNHA, FMA, and Mob Psycho 100. But I have also written for Soul Eater in the past and may look into revisiting that series.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? Auras Tell All, Shaken, Not Stirred, Mocha Choco Latte, Of Ink-Dipped Petals and Tattooed Hearts, and Salted Caramel Doubleshot

5. Do you respond to comments? I try my best to! Sometimes I get behind on it though.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? Ignoring all of my Soul Eater fics, since they're old and I somewhat want to rewrite them, I think the angstiest ending would be To the Moon, my only Hanako-Kun fic.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Right now, I think the happiest ending is my Camie/Jirou fic, mother tongue, which was written for the @novapulsezine. But, most of my fics have a happy ending.

8. Do you get hate on fics? Not really. I think I'm pretty lucky.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? You know it ;) And I write a wide spectrum of it, but mostly it's KiriBaku or ShinKami smut when I do write.

10. Do you write crossovers? I've dabbled with it, but never have posted anything.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? I don't think so, but I can't quite remember, LOL.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? None yet, but that would be fun!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? I suppose you could say I have. Back in the SE days, I would RP, and we would turn the RPs into fics.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? I think if we go back to my roots, my favorite would be Yoh Asakura and Anna Kyoyama.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Teenage Dirtbag, my FMA HS AU fic. I've had plans for it for years, but never can seem to get the words on paper TT_TT

16. What are your writing strengths? Description of settings and internal dialogue

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Probably action scenes-I feel like they tend to fall flat. But, there's always something I could improve upon in my writing.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I think that it would be okay as long as it's thoroughly checked to make sure what you're saying is accurate. I tend to shy away from it, just because I don't want to offend anyone.

19. First fandom you wrote for? On AO3, it was Soul Eater. In general, it was probably Twilight or Ouran High School Host Club with my friends during classes in middle/high school.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? It's a tie between Mocha Choco Latte and Shaken, Not Stirred. I love both of these babies and they are my heart and soul.

I tag @hyuge, @lifeform286, @kitkatrix, @kittywritesfic, and whoever else sees this and would like to participate!

#jaz rambles #ask games #writing #fanfiction #going to share this on my main too #thanks for the tag!

[strangerthingsfan-fics]

Mistaken steve Harrington x Fem!hopper reader

@mrssharrington I think u will like this one at the end

Warnings-mentions of wanting the other to die ,swearing,kissing

At school You was hanging around with your younger sister El and your step brother Will,Jonathan went off somewhere with Nancy, you guys were laughing and everything you didn’t have powers like El well at least you didn’t think so you was all messing and you was messing around by doing the hand thing like El and it actually worked your nose started bleeding you stopped after 2 seconds looking shocked El and Will was shocked aswell and that’s why you had the tattoo on your wrist saying 009 you always got called by Y/N El hugged you while you was stood shocked when you was walking to your next lesson with your older stepbrother Jonathan and as you know Steve (your boyfriend) hates Jonathan so when he saw you hug Jonathan he wasn’t happy and at that lunch steve had a go at you and was saying some rude stuff

“JUST GO FUCKING CHEAT ON ME WITH SOMEONE I DESPISE THEN” Steve screamed in your face

“I WASNT CHEATING HES MY STEP BROTHER JOYCE IS MY STEP MUM YOU KNOB” you scream back at him

“I wish you died in the mall fire” Steve mumbled

“You what” you look at Steve in disbelief

“You wish I died in the mall fire when I saved you and Robin” you stutter

Steve didn’t mean what he said but before he could say he didn’t mean it you walked off at the end of the corridor even though El said don’t use your powers for bad you broke a light doing the hand thing steve looked at you before you turned the corner running off El saw you and her and will ran after you before seeing you turn around you was shaking nearly falling to the ground before Will and El ran to you grabbing hold of you before you fell when they put you against the wall

“We need to go get Steve he knows how to keep her calm” Will says

“She’s probably just tired did you use your powers yn” El asks

“Yeah please don’t bring Steve over here” you mumble

You didn’t want to explain what happend till you saw Steve walking down the corridors seeing Will and El on either side of you Steve felt really bad but was shocked at what he just saw with the light you didn’t wanna speak to Steve at all when you got home you was laid in bed till hopper came in with El

“Yn there’s two rules in this house” hopper says

“I know what they are dad” you say

“Ok what are they” hopper says

“Now that you’ve got your powers don’t use them in this house and keep the door open” you say

Later that night you heard knocking on your window and you opend it to see Steve you looked at him and let him in and stayed with your arms crossed

“Look yn I said it out of anger I’d never want you to die I love you far to much your amazing I’m so sorry” Steve says

You nodded your head not knowing what to say because no matter what he’s said you will forgive him and what he said you tried to not get pissed off but when he said the next thing it made you smile and hug him smiling for the first time all day

“Since when did you get powers” Steve asks

“Earlier and I’ve been wanting ti talk to you but I couldn’t it hurt me to the core what you said” yoh reply

Steve kisses you and el walks in to give the drink you asked for and closed the door straight away

“JANE DONT TELL DAD” you say through the door while Steve is kissing your cheek

#stranger things #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington #steve harrington imagine

[pof203]

Binge (Pao-Lin & Lara)

Lara had finally managed to invite Pao-Lin over to her house. Lara's mother was staying the night at a friend's house leaving her alone.

Lara had invited Pao-Lin over to binge watch the reboot of one of Pao-Lin's favorite animes, Shaman King.

"I hope it's not too much trouble," said Lara as she and her partner took off their coats to hang.

"Not at all," said Pao-Lin with a smile. "Natasha needed the night off."

"Glad to hear it. For a moment, I felt like a kidnapper."

"Don't be silly. It looked like you needed a friend while we were working out."

Lara went to the kitchen to fix some popcorn and sandwiches while Pao-Lin was getting the television ready and finding the show.

A little later, Lara came out with the snacks and some juice.

"They're ready!" she called.

But she saw that Pao-Lin already found the show and was now looking at the torn picture of Lara's mother, Zamira, and her tennis partner, Pamela.

"Is this your mom when she was younger?" asked Pao-Lin.

"Yes, that's here," answered Lara.

"She's very pretty. She really is a tennis champion. And I guess the torn half was her partner."

Yes it is. After all these years, my mother never got over what happened to her. Because of that betrayal, she thought that partners can never trust each other. She tried to convince me the same about you."

"You don't think that, do you? I know my sponsors keep telling me to show myself more, but I'm not about to stab my partner in the back just to do it. You are amazing in your own way."

"I know... I just wish my mother could think the same way. She and Pamela were very close. But after their falling out, my mother was hurt to the core."

"I don't pretend to understand all of this, but it's rather sad to see how things ended up with you and your mother. I can't imagine my own parents trying to force me to do things, except maybe telling me to be more feminine. They're actually quite supportive."

Lara sighs at the thought of the kind of people her partner's parent are.

"You're so lucky, Pao-Lin," said Lara. "I wish I had your kind of parents. Your parents only sweat the smaller stuff and then just let it slide. But me, my mother might as well by some evil stepmother from a fairy tale."

"Yeah," said Pao-Lin. "The only thing missing is either a couple of wicked stepsisters and a cat or a magic mirror to tell her who's the fairest one of all."

The two girls could help but laugh.

"Don't get the wrong idea, though," said Pao-Lin. "My parents can be pretty stick, too. The other day, my mother sent me a really pink dress to wear to a birthday party for my boss. But I hated it much, I used my powers to destroy it. But when my parents found out, they were really mad. They were yelling at me over video chat until it was nearly sunrise."

"I guess when they said you can't chose your parents, they really meant it."

"It just to show you that no one's perfect. We're all unique."

The two girls laugh at how similar their live were. They were happy to know that they are kindred spirits.

"Still we love our families, come what may," said Pao-Lin.

"Without a doubt," said Lara.

They then sat on the couch ready to binge.

"By the way," said Lara. "What's the original Shaman King anime like? I've never seen it."

"Well, I know the reboot is more true to the manga," said Pao-Lin. "But it'll never take the original's place. It's so diverse. Plus, Ryu is really funny."

"He's funny in this one, too. I wonder, if he were real and saw how they remade him, what would he think?"

"I'm guessing he'd be stoked about being on TV."

Meanwhile, in another universe...

"ACHOO!"

"Is something wrong, Ryu?" asked Yoh. "I hope you're not sick."

"I'm fine," assured Ryu. "Probably someone talking about me."

The end.

5 Day Left!

#TnBuddyWeek! #tiger & bunny #tiger and bunny #Tiger and Bunny 2 #tiger & bunny 2 #pao-lin huang #Dragon Kid #lara tchaikoskaya #magical cat #fanfic

[sakuranoumi]

Fandom: Shaman King

Characters: Anna, Hao

Word Count: 637

Prompt: Breathe again

Anna's world is gone. Stolen out from under her. She can no longer reach it. She can no longer grasp it or hold it in her hands. It's dust. Crumbling away. Never able to be put back together.

The bed is empty.

It's cold and lonely. No amount of blankets provide warmth or security. There's no familiar heat at her backside. There's no familiar arms holding her close.

Just nothing.

She doesn't cry. She's never allowed herself to cry. She pushes it down like she always does. She pulls the blankets closer watching the pale strip of moonlight work across the floor.

She's empty and cold. Just like she began, and so too she shall return.

There's a rustle in the room and her blankets lift. She doesn't dare look. She doesn't dare hurt herself again, not even as gentle hands go to stroke her hair.

If she doesn't think about the impossibility of it she can pretend it's Yoh if only for a moment. She can pretend he's not gone. She can pretend that nothing has changed. If she doesn't turn over she doesn't have to see the face of an impostor.

“You should sleep,” a voice whispers, shattering everything. Hao doesn't know how to stay silent. Hao doesn't know how to leave her alone in her grief.

It's his fault. Everything is always Hao's fault.

“Leave,” Anna threatens.

“He wouldn't want this.”

“You're right, he wouldn't want you in bed with me.”

Hao sighs, but he stops petting her hair. She can feel the distance as he rolls onto his back, but never enough decency to leave her bed.

“This isn't living, Anna.”

“I'm perfectly happy, thank you very much.”

“You aren't.”

“No one asked you.”

She hears the groan as Hao's arm falls against his forehead.

“Yes, they did.”

“Tell him to stop being a coward and face me himself.”

Hao mutters something exasperated under his breath before she suddenly finds her vision filled with his too painfully familiar face. She doesn't know how he got her to face him and she'd slap him for it if that wasn't exactly what he wanted. Instead she glares at him and glares at his hand so carefully keeping her in place.

“What was that dumb lesson you and Yoh tried to teach me? That applies here too. You want to see him? Then stop being stupid.”

Ann scoffs at him, “Don't compare this to your mom complex.”

“Keep it up, Anna, and you'll start hearing voices again. You'll lock your heart far far away again.”

“I hate you.”

It's the only answer she can come up with. It's not her best and the smug look in Hao's eyes tell her he knows it as well.

“Breathe again, Anna. Live again, Anna. Trust me, this isn't the answer.”

“I'm not sleeping with you.”

“In your dreams,” Hao answers, with a roll of his eyes.

She's not sure she buys it, and she's not even sure she means it. There is a weird attraction there. One that's all off kilter now that Yoh isn't there to balance it out anymore. She wants and doesn't want Hao at the same time. It's too soon for all of this.

“You're overthinking this,” Hao rolls his eyes.

“It's not the Heian period.”

“It's not,” Hao agrees.

Anna studies him. He hasn't done anything. He hasn't crossed any lines, so maybe it's okay. Maybe it's okay to say what she says next.

“I guess some company wouldn't be so bad even if it's you.”

“As kind as ever,” Hao comments, pulling her close.

She ignores him. She allows herself to breath. She allows herself to cry.

She allows herself to mourn.

#shaman king #anna kyoyama #hao asakura #angst for my soul #ambiguous on purpose #and by that i mean even i don't know half the details of this

[wildernessuntothemselves]

Hey yo, I hope work is going well, Im glad you got some rest. Sleep is so important. Ive only come to realize how important it is to ones health and mental wellbeing in recent years. T.T

The post of gyu vs tyun quote and the weekend song call out my name is too painfullll. Why whyyyy

I think that tyun would only write one letter and that it would be angry but that you could still tell his pain behind it all. I'm kind of imagining a wolf alone in the cold all sharp teeth threats and snarling but you can see the fear and pain and disorientation in it's eyes and it's shivering body. Like it will kill you if you come closer but it's also scared to death/in pain. That's just the image I have right now of Tyun after OC leaves. I also think he would write the letter in the earlier stages and if he did write a second one it would be not angry or emotional at all it would be very controlled and emotionless but a clear threat. ie come back/bring my wife back/you will be punished for your crimes of sluttery.

Will this be the rise of stannis like Tyun? I'm scared. But I also dont think he'll get over the pain so quickly/shut down completely at least not yet immediately even if outwardly he's act all cold, ruthless and dead inside. I feel like he'll be unhinged (but "reasonably" justify it). Like how he was with kai when he made him behead his best friend.

YOH imagine somehow Tyun forces OC to murder Gyu? But also wasn't there a spoiler about Tyun getting captured by Gyu or am I imagining it?

I feel like Tyun is going to launch an unhinged kidnapping attempt to get OC back and then get captured and tortured by Gyu, but Gyu will act like Tyun was trying to "assassinate the rest of the royal family".

Also, I have a third option besides Tyun not confessing even if one of them dies or confessing when she dies, or he dies in the last moment.

What if he confesses, he was falling in love with her and that he did love her but that she killed that love, and the situation would be Gyu was killed by Tyun, and she is now back with Tyun as his wife and he won't kill her "showing her mercy" like she always wanted him to be more merciful right? (Him being sarcastic basically) but actually doing it so that she can't be reunited with Gyu in the afterlife(yet). And as a team lord tyun this kills me to write I don't want my lil meow meow to turn into stannis. This doesn't really make much sense story wise but I just thought if there could be a third horrible way that he confesses his love.

I honestly dont know who she'll end up with I also dont even know who I want her to end up with. Because either way it would be horrible somehow. OC is destined not to have a happy ending.

Oh i just thought of something horrible what if oc does get pregnant with Tyuns child and then she obvi always wanted a family and such so i dont think shed want to abandon the child or yeet it because of her own trauma with being abandoned as a kid. But Gyu would obviously hate the Kid and want to kill it even worse if the kid has Tyuns eyes, like the kid looks like OC mostly but has Tyuns eyes and smile. This would kill OC and Gyu especially if Gyu killed Tyun. and also, if Tyun knew oc was pregnant (that's why he recklessly tries to kidnap her back) but Gyu kills him and then he'll be so miserable whilst dying because he'll know his kid will likely be abused or killed by Gyu. I don't know why I'm writing all these horrible and worst-case scenarios because I feel sad now lol.

Anyways dont worry about the next chapter just post it whenever you are ready and however you want to post it. We will gobble it up like the YAMQN sluts that we are.

it's super important but i get too much sleep honestly which is also bad for you lmao like i usually sleep 12 hours a day 💀 i wanna stop but idk i just feel tired otherwise :')

yes yessss i agree so much. he would write one angry or emotional message in a moment of weakness but then not send anything again other than a formal threatening message after he collected himself. and your description of tyun after oc left him? impeccable! i couldn't have written it better that's exactly him!

"you will be punished for your crimes of sluttery." pfffft that made me laugh 😂

"YOH imagine somehow Tyun forces OC to murder Gyu?" remember when oc had this thought after watching kai behead jaeyun? "Will Taehyun one day force you to kill someone you love too? Will he make you kill Beomgyu? Or will your head be on the chopping block instead?" 💀

no there wasn't a teaser about gyu capturing taehyun i think it was just some anons speculating

"What if he confesses, he was falling in love with her and that he did love her but that she killed that love, and the situation would be Gyu was killed by Tyun, and she is now back with Tyun as his wife and he won't kill her "showing her mercy" like she always wanted him to be more merciful right?" fuukkkkkkk that would be so ironic and cruel but it's also so taehyun. maybe he even has some remaining sentiment towards her and doesn't actually want to kill her but at the same time he's so fucked up from what she did that he'd never show her affection again and she'd be forced to live in a cold loveless marriage with him knowing that her soulmate died and the one man who wanted to help her now hates her 😭 honestly there are a million ways this fic can end and they're all so good that i sometimes think of changing the ending but i gotta stick to my guns even if my original ending isn't the best lol i just built up to it for so long to change my mind now

"shed want to abandon the child or yeet it" STOP 😭😭😭

"worse if the kid has Tyuns eyes, like the kid looks like OC mostly but has Tyuns eyes and smile." fuck this is sooooo gooood omg like it would look like oc so gyu wouldn't want to hurt it but it also would have tyun's grey eyes and every time it would smile, gyu would see tyun's smile 😭😭 fuck he'd be living in torment everyday and oc too especially if tyun dies she'd have a living breathing reminder of what she did to tyun

you have such good ideas i love you ❤️❤️❤️❤️

#y'all are smarter than me lmao #my ideas are all cliche #mort talks #yamqn #y'all about to be disappointed lmao

[ketso]

Episode 41

Senzi and I are in KZN today. My dad and his wife, Siyanda, are doing some ritual. My dad tried to explain it to me, but shame, I still have no idea. Senzi and I drove down with Khanya and Khosini. Khanya sat in the front with Senzi. I’m the lucky one who was at the back with grumpy Khosini. I worry about this boy’s anger. You can’t be angry about Nathi not being married to your mother. You can’t. It’s good for your mother when Nathi is not with her. He’s quite… not the husband you’d wish upon your worst enemy. I don’t even know how his young thang of a wife is managing him. Maybe she’s young enough to be played by him, asazi. Or maybe she was taught all that hostile crap that adults will tell you is the secret to long lasting marriage:

- indoda ayibuzwa

- You give him sex no matter what

- You call him baba, not by name

- He is your master

All that crap. But she’s such a nice chick. I once took her shopping then we did lunch together. I get the feeling that she doesn’t have friends. I feel like I’m her g. We are very close in age. She’s only about five years older than me. My dad likes it… or appreciates it, angazi. But hey, both my parents seem happy. So I’m happy.

The old people here… I love them. They are honestly treating me like I’m disabled. I’m just told to sit and do nothing. I just peel and chop vegetables by the area where everyone is working. I get to listen to the gossip and let me tell you….!!!! Village gossip! Yoh!

So apparently…

There’s a mama here who has multiple kids by different men… basically, fruit salad situation. Now, she slept with some other woman’s husband and she got so mad, she started going door to door to every other woman in the village whose husband has fathered this woman’s children, and told them that their husbands are this woman’s baby daddies. Now these women took hot water and whips to deal with this woman at her house. Moghel phoned the popo. The women in this kitchen, telling this story, cannot believe moghel’s audacity to phone the police when she’s the one who’s been the village bicycle. When I raised, deep in laughter by the way, that being a whore is not a crime, but assault with intent to cause grievous bodily harm is, they threw a whole “YHHHHUUUUUU!!!!! INI?!”

I was so dead with laughter.

Now, those mamas burned her house down. And the commentary to that is that she must see what she does with her fruit salad, but she will be fine. People like her do very well in Johannesburg. Weh!

I learned that my dad’s wife is not liked very much around here. She’s not even here sitting with us. But these women didn’t like Mam’Thandeka neither, so I know that you don’t have to be much for them to not like you. It’s really not difficult to be hated by them. I like my gogo, though. Love her, actually. She’s always been on my side. Even when Mam’Thandeka and my dad didn’t want me, she was always there and she made sure that I landed okay. She’s happy for me that my mother and I are building. But I’ll never forget about her. I know my dad still looks after her, but I also do my bit to make sure that she’s comfortable. Sometimes, my dad will phone me and we laugh about how we are gogo’s ATMs. But he appreciates it. I don’t hate my dad. Sometimes, I feel like he thinks that I hate him. But I don’t. I actually understand him more than he thinks.

“Wandisa, are you busy?” My gogo says to me. I don’t even know where she’s been. I’ve just been with these gogos listening to their gossip.

“I’m just chopping and peeling veggies.”

“Hai, ziyeke. Woza.” She says.

I put the tray aside then follow her to wherever she’s taking me to.

I notice Khanya and Senzi chilling together. Shame, they’ve been working. They even bought those PEP blue overalls. They look like hard labourers. Khosini is on his phone… in white sneakers even. You can just tell that he’s done nothing all day.

“Yin’ inkinga yakhe lo?” Gogo asks me… about Khanyisa.

“Nami angazi, gogo. He’s been like this since the divorce kababa noMam’Thandeka.” I say.

“Hai bo! Namanje?! Why wasn’t he sour when his mother went to have another child with another man while she was still married?”

That’s a very good question. But I’ve never asked him that.

“Lalela ntombi, I was just missing you. I wanted us to just catch up.” She says as we sit in the rondel that Senzi and I are sleeping in.

“Okay. Is everything okay?” I ask her.

We lie down on the bed.

“Everything is fine. What do you think of Siyanda?”

Okay, we are here to gossip.

“I don’t know enough about her to really have an opinion. I just know the facts… she’s young and she’s usually bored. So I usually take her shopping with me or take her out for lunch… things like that. She doesn’t have a job. She’s always waiting on dad and we both know that’s not good for the heart.” I say.

We both laugh.

“We took lobola out for her because her parents needed it for their leadership”, she tells me.

I zoom in and engage her.

“But mina shame, I don’t like her for my son.”

“Why?” I enquire.

“Nkosinathi is a divorcee with three kids. We all know that his marriage to Thandeka had way too many challenges. Uphilile uNkosinathi. This girl shame… ingane! UNkosinathi aqinele uThandeka kangaka - who’s closer to being his age mate than what Siyanda is, uzomenzani lo mmtwana wabantu?”

I get what she means. My dad is a dribbler! He will dribble ubukleva out of anyone. I don’t know how my mom survived. Maybe I need the full story of that situation.

Actually, I don’t want to know.

Gogo continues, “UNkosinathi just needs a woman who - like him - is done having children and being taken by things like marriage. We’ve established that he will never be chief, so there’s no pressure for him to be married anymore. Makazitholele umuntu nje azohlekisana naye ngoba vele he is a man and he needs ways to release… but not someone who still has stars in her eyes, hopes to start a family and wears marriage with a pride and honour as if it’s the best thing that could happen to her. Khona manje she doesn’t have anything going for her except this marriage. And mina UNkosinathi told me that he doesn’t want anymore children. He even had a vasectomy.”

“Hai bo! A whole vasectomy?!” Im actually shocked.

“Yebo! Do we really need more children from Nkosinathi right now, kodwa Wandi? You are about to make him a grandfather. Even Khanya nje… he could just pop up and tell us that umithisile. Hai Wandisa!”

“Manje unkosikazi wakhe is aware of this?” I enquire.

“That’s why we are here today, ntombi!”

“Huh?”

“Le ngane le, ithi ikhulelwe.”

Isigaxa!

“Nkosinathi brought her here saying they’ve come for a ritual so that kuzohlangana umndeni so she can tell us where that baby comes from.”

“Hai bo, gogo. Manje thina sizofunani la?”

“You are old now, Wandi. You must be here for such conversations.”

“Gogo, I don’t want to be on a deciding committee regarding my dad’s marriage or sex life. Hai bo!”

She laughs.

This is so uncomfortable. Wait til I tell Senzi about this. But then it hits me…

“Gogo…”

“Yebo sthandwa sami?”

“I think you should go into this meeting with an open mind.”

“What do you mean?”

“Don’t get there and attack this poor lady. Phela she left her parents’ house understanding that uzokhulisa umndeni wakwaButhelezi. She gets here, no one tells her that her husband had a vasectomy. Yena nje uyamangala ukuthi akamithi. She probably had herself checked out wathola ukuthi she’s not the one with the issue. It’s possible that she went to elders and they helped with the situation… you know… ngesintu.”

“Hai Wandisa. I would have been consulted. Nathi is my son.”

“Gogo… this is the Buthelezi family. When has anyone ever followed the rules or processes? I think before you call this poor lady in and ask her to start detailing the activities of her vagina, hlalani phansi nabantu abadala and make sure that no elder is responsible for this.”

“Yabona wena! That’s why we need you in such meetings. Uhlakaniphile and you have a way of viewing things differently. Let me go and talk to Nkosinathi and the elders. Shup.”

She gets up and jogs out of the rondavel.

Weh!

Ja neh!

…

Senzi and I are chilling outside by the fire with Khanya. Khanya and Senzi created this fire with inkuni and I don’t know what else. But it’s warm. There is rather cold weather tonight. It also seems like it’s going to rain soon. I have my feet up on Senzi’s lap. Khanya put pillows to support my back. He’s so sweet shame, impinch yami.

“Ek se… owani lo msebenzi?” Khanya asks me.

I start giggling.

“Ugogo ukusikele indaba? Iza nazo phela”, Khanya and news… amathe nolimi.

“There’s no msebenzi.” I say.

They both look at me as if I’m high.

“Do you know what we have been doing all day for you to be telling us that crap?” He is getting upset. Senzi is just interested in what I have to say.

“Kuthiwa umam’ncane wethu is pregnant.” I say.

“Manje all this drama to tell us that we are about to have another sibling?” Khanya.

“This is where it gets better… ubaba doesn’t want another child.” I say.

“He didn’t think about that before agibela le ngane yabantu?” Khanya.

“Here’s the best part… ubaba had a vasectomy.” Me.

“Get the hell out of here!” Senzi.

Khanya is just shocked.

I nod my head.

“So someone went in and chowed on dad’s plate? Uyabona mara that I should’ve just tapped?” Khanya.

“Khanya, you need to stop these ‘sleep with dad’s wife’ jokes… it’s becoming less and less funny hey.” Me.

“Manje? What’s going to happen?” Senzi.

“They had initially called her here to explain where her baby comes from.” I say.

“So why aren’t we in that meeting? I mean, we came here for something, right? I want the answer to that question.” Khanya.

“Hai wena! Besides, I told ugogo that they must be careful. There could be an element of them being unfair la.” Me.

“Kanjani? She cheated.” Khanya.

“Ja. But a girl like that comes to marry Nkosinathi Buthelezi with the intention to ukukhulisa umndeni. The next thing, she’s not getting pregnant and her husband didn’t inform her that he doesn’t want anymore kids… that he had surgery to ensure it never happens. She probably reached out to an elder and someone was organised for her… you know… ngesintu.” I say.

“So what does this mean? Divorce or?” Senzi.

“Ey, I don’t know. It’s just… we all saw what happened with Tholoana.” I say.

“True. Dad is not going to stick around for this.” Khanya.

“Where’s Khosini?” I ask them.

“Probably banging himself somewhere”, what’s wrong with Khanya? That’s not even funny. Hai bo.

“Is he still upset about the divorce?” Senzi asks him.

“Yeah. He needs to grow up.”

“Khanya, uzoxola kodwa? At any point nje?” I ask him.

“He doesn’t seem to want to. I told him he must find a girlfriend because uyadina. Maybe when he has one, he will stop being so selfish.” He says.

“I worry about him. Honestly.” I say.

“You know that he told me that if Tholoana were never born, our parents would still be together. Who the hell says that? Our parents were having issues way before Tholoana happened. And dad wasn’t perfect. Mom wasn’t perfect. Their marriage wasn’t perfect.” I say.

“And it’s not like he was a child. He saw all of these things. How selfish is he to expect them to stay together despite all the crap that we witnessed in that house?” Khanya.

“Have you guys considered taking him to therapy? Maybe he is just not processing this the way that the two of you have”, Senzi.

“Do you think it’s necessary though? I mean… we all go through stuff. And he’s not the only one who’s going through this. And if we were to start talking about what Wandi went through, you’ll realise that he’s just being spoiled.” Khanya.

“I hear you. But people are just not built the same way. You guys are just more tough than he is. And to be fair, the two of you have each other. Maybe he feels as if he’s not part of your duo you know? So maybe he feels alone.” Senzi.

“But he isolates himself. We include him all the time, but he does what he did today. He puts his headsets on then leaves us alone. What more can we do?” Khanya.

Senzi looks at me.

I shrug my shoulders.

“Chat to your dad or your mom about him possibly talking to someone. We don’t want a Luhle on our hands.”

We all laugh.

I’ve told Khanya about Luhle. He knows the reference very well.

Tamia and Ntuthuko seem to be settling in quite well in their new house with their four kids. Tamia is definitely a better person than most people… to just take in four children like that? No questions asked? Ntuthuko better worship the ground that she walks on for this. In fact, our whole family should. My dad told me that MaNdlovu has been meeting up with the baby mamas and their families. They are facing an entire lawsuit, and MaNdlovu is basically forcing my father to pay for legal assistance for them. My dad won’t do it. I encouraged him not to do that. I told him that if he listens to MaNdlovu, I will personally hold him accountable for the breakdown of Ntuthuko’s and Tamia’s marriage. This family cannot and should not come across as if they don’t rate Tamia… not after what she has sacrificed to make sure that Ntuthuko’s kids are good and not after she gave up her life for Ntuthuko - particularly in such a short space of time. Also, Ntuthuko loves Tamia. I know that means nothing to MaNdlovu. But what my father and everyone else needs to understand is that they may want to teach Tamia a lesson - whatever the lesson is- but they will end up hurting Ntuthuko. That’s his woman and they need to respect that. Personally, my thoughts on the situation is that the baby mamas are insane. They don’t deserve Tamia’s kindness. Who takes their child and just shoves the child onto another woman? A woman they’ve never met before? They don’t even know if she’s crazy or what…? And for what? To prove a point? To demand more money from their baby daddy? Those women don’t deserve to be parents and if any legal person asks me my thoughts, I’ll happily tell them that those mothers are not good parents. They are actually disgusting. All this for money? If they felt that the money that they were receiving from Ntuthuko is too little, why don’t they find jobs and play their parts is raising and supporting their own children? Why is the entire financial burden on one parent? In my view, they come across as people who got pregnant on purpose just to receive a pay for it. They identified a man who would pay for their lifestyles without asking questions - as long as they mention his kids in it - then they got pregnant. Now that their plan is no linger working, #MenAreTrash. Sies!

I don’t understand what MaNdlovu is seeing in them that is making her pro-them and anti-Tamia: the better woman in all of this. She even tried to involve me in this shit. When I told her what my thoughts were in the matter, she stopped speaking to me. And you know what, I’m actually okay with that. I don’t agree with her ways of thinking anyway.

“And then?” Wandi says to me. She’s just finished showering. Her baby-bump is beginning to show and she’s so beautiful.

“Hello, my love.”

“What are you thinking about? Kunini ngikhuluma nawe? Kanti you are deep in thought… you are even ignoring me.” She says.

“Sorry baby. I’m just thinking…”

“About?”

“Tamia and Ntuthuko.”

“What about them?”

“This issue with Ntuthuko’s baby-mamas… and MaNdlovu’s approach to it. Tamia could just leave him. I don’t trust MaNdlovu.” I say.

“Baby, there’s nothing that we can do. MaNdlovu is going to do whatever that she wants to do.”

“But how will we look if we don’t even try to stop her?”

“Hai bo! We also have our own shit to deal with. We still have to focus on our move to the kingdom. You are starting a new airline. You’ve resigned from your old job. We have a child on the way. Where do we have a place to be stressing about other people’s issues? Tamia knew that Ntuthuko has had four children from four different and crazy women before she married him. He was very honest with her about that before they even slept together. Surely, she’s not sitting in her house expecting a normal life with a normal co-parenting agreement. Ntuthuko has been a meal ticket for these four crazy women since their kids were born. There will be resistance in the event that the gravy train stops.”

“And I’m sure that’s what she’s prepared to deal with. How do we explain the family helping the crazy people be more crazy? MaNdlovu wants meetings and she wants my dad and I to pay for legal assistance for these women.”

“You already said no. Your dad has said no. Everything else is in Ntuthuko’s hands to protect his wife from that crazy women. This is not going to be a group project. Senzi, I’m pregnant. I just want to be in a house where I can just sleep or wake up to just watch movies the whole day, not worrying about shit. Please! Tamia is Ntuthuko’s wife and he worries enough about her. The baby and I need you. Please.”

I look at her.

I open my arms.

She comes to sit on top of me.

“I’m sorry. I’m all yours”, I say to her, kissing her.

“Thank you”, she says, kissing me back.

I rub her stomach…

And her thighs…

She starts laughing.

I smile at her.

“So,I’ve found a house for us.” She says.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. Let me show you.” She says, getting off my lap and getting her iPad out of her handbag.

She sits on top of me again and she shows me pictures of this house that she found.

It’s a nice house. It’s a five bedroom and four and a half bathrooms. It’s in a stunning estate. It has a garden, a swimming pool, domestic worker quarters, and a a garage that fits four cars.

“I actually really like it”, I say.

“Neh? And we can actually stay there for years. It’s big enough for us and any other people that we will be bringing into the world.” She says.

“Can we afford it?” I ask her.

“Yep. With the sale that we made from my businesses, we can afford to buy it cash, buy furniture and still have enough to live for about a year.” She says.

I nod my head then I say, “I hear you. I’m also thinking that until the business takes off, I’m going to continue to work.”

“Hawu! What happened to focusing on the business?”

“I have a family. I have a beautiful wife that I need to take care of and I have a baby on the way. I cannot afford to be unemployed right now.”

“But babe, the money that -

“I know, baby. I know. But I’m not going to be okay with living off of you while I chase my pipe dream. If I can do both,I don’t see why I shouldn’t.”

“That means I’ll have less time with you. Senzi, you are always flying and when you fly, I sometimes don’t see you for two weeks. Then the little bit of time that I will have with you, you’ll be busy building a business. That means that I’ll be going through this pregnancy alone. Even when the baby is here,I’ll be alone most of the time.”

I look at her.

“Wandi, we have responsibilities and we have a certain standard of living that we want to live by.” I tell her.

“It’s not worth it, Senzi. I’d rather live in a shoe box that I lived in at Thebe’s back rooms, than have everything and not you around to live with me… raise our child with me. Hai ngeke.”

She even gets off my lap.

“What if I just work domestic flights? That way, I’ll be home everyday. I’m literally flying from one province to another. I’ll work everyday, but I’ll be home everyday at least.”

“And the business?”

“I’ll still work on it. Starting an airline is not easy. It could take up to year… or longer. I can’t be without an income for that long. I also don’t want you to go back to work unless you are ready to do so.”

She’s quiet.

She’s thinking about it.

“Wandi, I’ll be here for you and the baby. Always. I’d never make you a single mother. But I have to provide, baby. Please let me.”

…

This morning, we are to Tholoana Kingdom from KZN. Khanya and Khosini drove back with their father. We will be living with my dad and his wife while we wait for our house to be ready. Our house in Boksburg has also been sold, so our stuff is in storage in Tholoana Kingdom. I start my we job tomorrow. I work for Tholoana Kingdom Airways. My dad pulled some strings and I’m in… as one of the head pilots even. I wasn’t even that when I was operating in South Africa. I’m excited and happy to be benefit from my dad’s influence. With the salary that I will be making - triple what I made from the job I’ve just resigned from - Wandi can be a housewife for the rest of our lives. I showed my offer letter to Wandi and her eyes were in utter disbelief. She even started scouting an interior design to do something in our house and design the baby’s nursery. I shall not complain.

“I’m hoping we have a baby girl”, she says. I’m driving.

The plan was that she would drive the Golf 7 and I’d drive the Maserati. Then she decided that I’m rich now, so we can afford to have the Golf 7 and the Polo shipped to the Kingdom then we can drive together.

Like I said, I shall not complain.

“Why a girl specifically?” I ask her.

“So that she can help me spend all your money. Phela if we don’t spend it, you’ll find gold-digging and home wrecking whores who will spend it on our behalf.”

I actually laugh.

“Baby, do you really think that I’d cheat on you?” I ask her.

“I don’t know, baby. Things happen. Whores are always readily available to cheat with you. Some go to the extent of using witchcraft to getting you because they don’t necessarily want someone like you… they want you!”

“But baby I’m yours… I’m all yours. I don’t even think about cheating on you.”

“I don’t think people intend or plan to cheat… they just themselves find themselves within the act without really knowing how they got there. Then I’d be expected to understand, then forgive you… or divorce you and become a bitter ex who also happens to be the mother of your child.”

“Wandisa, Ngiyakuthanda. Kakhulu futhi. Nothing and no one is going to change that. I know that my kind of sex or gender don’t give us much credit in this faithful thing… but you are my wife… and I love you so much. Believe in me. Believe in us. Believe in what we are building. Believe in our family.”

She nods her head.

I kiss her hand.

…

It turns out that the father of Siyanda’s child is some elder in the Buthelezi family… the chief to be exact. Now Wandi’s dad wants a divorce. He’s not even interested in finding out if it was arranged for his benefit or if they are actually having an affair. I mean… in his view anyway… why would a chief be tasked with something like that?

Khanya thinks he should’ve been the one to tap. Wandi still thinks that it’s a joke. I’m not so trusting anymore. I actually believe that he means it. He has the strangest and most uncomfortable crush on his father’s wife… it’s not okay. It’s really not.

Khosini supports the divorce. Then he suggested that maybe his parents should fix things. I actually have no comment on Khosini and his deliberate will to not accept that his parents are done. They are so done that even his mother is planning to re-marry. But we will let him live in hope. Wandi is just worried about the dad. She says for a man who’s never out of options when it comes to women, it seems like he will end up alone in the long run … or in the state that we found her mother’s father in. I guess only time will tell how this one ends.

[zuffer-weird-girl]

I may be hella afraid of birds but that wont stop me from making this.

Injured wing

The poor thing was in the balcony of the apartment. Making sounds and flapping their wings at ferocity to try to take flight again as you watched in pity.

Taking a warm towel from the dryer, your boyfriend's one since it was the comfier to be exact, you picked up the squirming little brow winged creature and took inside. You didn't had the heart to leave it out there, especially due to the snow.

While taking things out of cabinets, you didn't noticed your phone buzzing with the notifications of a certain... top hero calling you.

.

.

.

"A nightingale." You mused as you read on the internet what type of bird was now having fun on bathing on q small pot of water and singing to its heart content "How adorable!" You gushed as it shock out of the droplets of water as you carefully put a sorta of a tiny sling on a popsicle stick to mantain its feather that seemed to be broken stood on place.

"Sorry buddy, guess you're gonna have to stay like this for some time." The bird seemed to calculate your words before tweaking as you giggled at its cuteness.

That is until you heard the door opening and clicking shut.

Fuck. Keigo.

You grabbed the bird delicately and put it on a box filled with a soft towel and placed on your bed before going to open the bedroom's door to see a soaked wet, hair flat and worried hero with a frow.

"Is this some sorta of revenge or what? I was worried sick (Y/n)! You weren't answering your phone so I thought something happened." You picked your phone in confusion.

"You did?" Shit "oh..."

"Yeah. 'Oh.'" He crossed his arms before sighing cupping your cheeks "Why did you stood me up? I thought we were going to have dinner together on that restaurant."

"God!" You face palmed "I totally forgot! I'm so sorry Kei!" You whined as he let out a chuckle.

"Is fine. Although I would like if you compesate for m-"

Before he could finish his sentence, you both froze when a couple of chirps were heard. You analyzed his expression and soon giggled in nervousness at seeing his wings puff up in alarm.

"Was that.. was that a chirp?" He yed you, his pupils dilated as you took a step back with a smile.

"I.. I dont know? Maybe they are out there singing." You rolled your eyes and sweated when he towered over you as you kinda protected the nightingale inside the box with your body.

Yet the chirps intensified...

"There is a bird in here." Hawks more accused than asked as you giggled in nervousness once again.

"A bird? Why would a bird be-" the nightingale manage to escape the box and tweaked at both of you "...here."

"What is he doing in here?" He asked, if you didn't know Keigo enough, you could assume he was... unpleasant.

That's why you were so hesitant on showing the little nightingale to him in the first place when he showed up. You werent blind, and knew Keigo had some bird attics that showed up here and there. It wasn't as frequent as it would be however he was resting if the commission hadn't somehow put their hands on it. But Keigo didn't hold much strings around you. So... you could clearly see that your boyfriend wasn't happy when another one of "his kind", especially a male, he could tell somehow it was a male by the chirping dont ask why, was beneath the same rooftop as him with his partner alone.

"Is here because he is injured Kei, he needs some treatment." You cupped your hands together for the nightingale climb in it as Hawks hlardd holes at the little thing.

"Take him to the vet or something kid, this ain't a clinic." You flinched at his words but still remained strong.

"No I am not." You said "I dont know if they are going to sacrifice him or not Kei, I cant take chances."

"Do you even know how to take care of a bird in the first place dove?!" He asked, hands up as his wings puffed even more which made you snort and arch an eyebrow at him as the fella in your hands chirped.

"Well, I do have some knowledge of wings. And have to take care of one on daily basics." You giggled at the expression of shock and insulted Keigo did before walking off and leaving him groaning and sulking at knowing you wouldn't get rid of that street bird...

.

.

"Keigo Takami." He froze when he heard his full name coming from your mouth "Put that phone down. That little bird is going to stay until it gets better." He did just as you said with an eyeroll before pouting in anger at seeing the bird at your shoulder.

That's his place to put his chin on and snuggle your neck with his face. His.

"And you have to carry that thing whenever you go now? That must suck." He tried to joke, leaning with crossed arms on the kitchen counter as before his face completely fell as you simply chuckled and said it didn't bother you at all.

"Seriously?" He asked in disbelief before grabbing his mug taking a few gulps before you widened your eyes and giggling "What are you laughing at?"

"Is just that mug was full of water early and maybe our little friend may have took a bath in it." Your boyfriend stood up so fast and soon you heard disgusting noises of vomiting .

"For god's sake KEIGO I WASHED IT!"

"I DONT CARE THAT THING SHOULDN'T BE BATHING ON MY STUFF WHAT THE HECK?!"

You sighed, waiting for your boyfriend to be back as you feed the little bird with some seeds carefully, soon being met with Keigo, still brushing his teeth.

"Drama king." You chuckled as he groaned "You know he is not a thing Kei, is a nightingale."

"Great knowing it." He said with a mouthful of toothpaste before spitting into the trash, saying something about not dirtying his bathroom with other birds germs or something.

He looked at you a bit in defeat at seeing you feeding the bird as you noticed his wings drooping a bit.

"What is wrong now bird brain?" You giggled at his expression.

"You should be feeding me ... your boyfriend." You snorted before picking a sunflower seed and showing it to him.

"I thought you didn't liked this stuff?" Yoh asked cheekily as he groaned.

"There is chicken, takoyaki, nuggets heck everything that I eat!"

The bird chirped and you nodded thoughtfully as he stared at you in confusion.

"Cannibalism. I agree."

"Oh cmon I thought we were over this..." he sighed before getting something from the fridge as he scowled at the chirps following after.

.

.

.

He glared at the bird chirping a song as you hummed in delight at the sound, staring lovely at the nightingale.

"Oh cmon Kei!" You poked his cheeks which was puffed "You have to admit is a amazing sound! Nightingales are famous for that!"

"Hawks are famous for other things too y'know?" He grumbled before widening his eyes at seeing you werent giving him attention, instead grabbing your phone and recording the nightingale's chirping.

"Hm? What did you say Kei?" You looked up at him with that smirk which made him scoff and stood up with crossed arms and going to the kitchen.

You stiffled your giggled, going to your pouting boyfriend and hugging him lovingly after putting the injured bird back to safety.

"You're really jealous huh?" You carresed his chest as he breathed in and out, cheeks red at being so obvious about his feelings.

"Is a form of flirting birds singing to their mates. That little shit." He mumbled, earning you a laugh that made him smile as feeling you peppering kisses all over his neck and jawline before he caught your lips with his.

You broke apart with a goofy smile as he chuckled before deadpanning at hearing chirps before puffing and straightening his wings on all glory before shouting at the nightingale:

"GO GET YOURSELF A PARTNER! THIS ONE IS TAKEN YOU PIECE OF CRAP!"

You never laughed so hard in your life. A sound that, for Keigo at least, was far more beautiful than any chirping, singing or melody on this whole world.

.

.

.

After a few days you saw Keigo's hatred for the nightingale easing slowly but surely. Yet you never thought that coming home late on one of Keigo's day off, you would see your boyfriend, layed on the couch with a finger up holding the bird he claimed to hate it and whistling some similiar tone along with the nightingale's chirping.

You stared in shock yet awe at the look of your boyfriend directed to the bird as the sounds came out of his lips before chuckling.

"Your wing soon will be better by the looks of it. Isn't (Y/n) a great nurse?" He mumbled, a sadness deep down on his gaze as he saw the bird clapping the wing that wasn't wrapped up "You got freedom and my dove's attention bud, how could you and (Y/n) not expect me to get jealous?" He chuckled sadly as you frowned, walking slowly towards him, pretending to not overheard his monologue.

"Hey pretty thing, back already?" His cheeky smile was back as you looked at it in awe before kneeling in front of the couch he was layed on and kissing him deeply, making him close his eyes in bliss and pull you closer with his free hand by the neck.

You broke apart as he panted with a glossy yet pleased look. Ignoring the chirps for a bit, you carresed his golden looks as he closed his eyes with a smile.

"Redeeming yourself for giving attention to this bird and not me for these past few weeks?" He murmured happily yet drowsily as you giggled and kissed his forehead softly.

"You could say that bird brain." You stopped for a bit, hearing him whine miserably for you to get back, cupping your hands for the bird to get in.

"Cmon..." he whined, arm dropped over his face as the other rested on him until he felt you tugging on his shirt.

"Just get up lazy, I'm giving you all the attention you want." At this, you saw his golden eyes practically glow in bliss as he stood up as fast as he could.

.

.

.

He stretched his arms as he sitted up on the bed. Hair untamed and eyes unfocused until they dropped on the bird that had exited his box and was flapping both of his wings. Both.

"Huh. You look all better." He smirked as he felt you shift and rest your chin on his shoulder with a drowsy look.

"Who is better?" You mumbled before he pointed at the bird jumping and trying to take flight.

"Your friend there." You squealead as hs chuckled, grabbing the nightingale in one hands as he unwrapped the the made up sling as he waited patiently for the little fella to flap its wings and fly just a few centimeters above his palm.

"Cmon dove." He ushered you to follow him on the balcony as he had a gentle hold on the nightingale "Go little buddy, being stuck on a unknown place forever isn't goog for anyone."

And with a little movement of his hand, the nightingale took flight with beautiful chirps that made you smile but soon look at your boyfriend with a sad smirk as he watched the little bird fly away.

It wasn't sadness because he got attached to the nightingale. It was because that, even a small bird as he, could be free and not him. A grow up man that had a partner but was still caged by the comission...

You carresed his arm before hugging it and placing a sweet kiss to his cheek which brought his attention back to you.

"How about some hot cocoa my handsome? You still got some minutes stuck with me until you go to work." You said softly in Hope's to cheer him up.

He looked at you in some sorta of shock before chuckling and bringing you close enough to him to hear his heart beat and feel his warm yet chapte lips on your forehead.

"Being stuck with you is the only way that keeps me going to be honest."

#hawks x reader #hawks x y/n #x reader #keigo takami x reader #hawks #keigo takami #bnha fanfiction #bnha fanfics #bnha heroes x reader #zuffer writings